The Aunt Who Stripped for Money (2)
“Woo… Woo-jin? Do I… have to take everything off?”
Where on earth had my aunt gone after promising me anything?
Of course. The same aunt who’d stuttered at the first five seconds and started talking about something else.
“Yes.”
I answered with a completely shameless face.
But my aunt didn’t give up that easily.
“Weren’t we supposed to start with normal photos first? Like everyday snapshots…?”
“Aunt. You said you’d do exactly what I told you to.”
“Y-yes, but…”
Of course there’d be resistance if the first order was to strip naked.
My aunt clutched the collar of her shirt tightly, trying to hold onto her dignity.
I let out a long sigh.
“Listen. This is the only time I’ll say this. Normally I wouldn’t even bother explaining, but I’m worried weird ideas might stick in your head, so…”
I spoke as if it was completely unavoidable and almost apologetic.
“There are photos that can only be taken at the very beginning. Right now, when you just point a camera at me, it’d be too much, right?”
I looked straight at her while she was still careless enough to stare back, capturing every detail in the photo.
-Click.
The aunt finally realized I’d snapped the picture and jerked her head up, covering her face in panic.
“In time, you’ll get used to the camera, Aunt. The more comfortable you become, the better the photo quality will get. But once you’re used to it, those early photos won’t be possible anymore.”
I showed her the picture I’d just taken.
In the image, my aunt was staring blankly at empty space, utterly confused.
It was a terrible portrait shot. But that was exactly why it was so natural.
Anyone could tell it wasn’t a posed model photo—it looked like a shot of a completely ordinary person.
“A tense expression. An anxious feeling. Those things come through in photos without trying.”
I raised the camera again and shot another one.
-Click.
This time she must have expected me to take a picture, because my aunt simply posed normally.
Her face was still stiff, but that only made it better. It screamed amateur in the best way possible.
“People who come here don’t want perfect photos. They want the smell of people, the kind of ordinary pictures you see every day around you. Or why would they come all the way here to see celebrity nude spreads?”
“I-I see…”
My aunt was slowly being persuaded by my words.
“I’m not saying I’ll upload the nude photos right away. Obviously we’ll start with normal ones and ease into it. Paid subscriber exclusive nudes might only come months later—or years later. But when that time comes, you’ll be able to take nude photos without batting an eye.”
“That’s impossible! How can anyone just take those without caring?”
-Click.
I captured her natural reaction. My aunt had never looked so angry before.
This one turned out surprisingly well.
“I’m just saying. At least you’ll get used to taking photos better than right now. And at that point, you won’t have that amateur charm anymore.”
I held the camera up to my aunt’s face.
She was still looking at me with that anxious expression.
It was definitely the right decision to decide to photograph my aunt.
One day in the distant future, even these ordinary looks of hers would feel precious.
“So you want to take them before you get used to the camera. Nude photos in their most natural state. Those can only be taken right now.”
…
After I finished explaining, my aunt went quiet for a moment.
Then she sighed deeply.
“I see… You really thought of everything, Woo-jin…”
It seemed my aunt had completely given in.
“I thought… I was just imagining things alone. Sorry, Woo-jin. You said you’d take anything. I didn’t keep my promise. I’m sorry.”
“That’s fine. We’re all human after all. I didn’t think my own ideas would be completely right from the start either.”
“B-but… it’s okay now! From now on I’ll really do whatever Woo-jin tells me. So… could you please give me just one more chance?”
This time her expression was firm and serious.
I nodded generously.
“I’ll leave it to you. I already got a feeling while snapping a few pictures just now.”
“Really?”
“Yes. I have a good feeling it’ll turn out well.”
“I hope so…”
My aunt stared off into the distance, as if she was already imagining a bright future.
But would it really come?
Actually, I had no intention of ever uploading these aunt photos.
The excuse of posting them on OnlineFans was just to make her financially dependent and compliant.
Comments, subscriber requests, even the money—it would all come from me.
I’d show her AI-generated fake samples, but those were only meant to deceive her too.
Yeah. I had zero intention of exposing my aunt’s photos to the outside world.
Every picture I took from now on would be mine alone.
“S-so… should I take off my clothes?”
“Yes. Take them off slowly. You don’t have to force it to look natural. Just do it naturally.”
“Just… take them off naturally…”
My aunt muttered as if the very idea of “just taking them off” was the hardest part.
Then, slowly, she began to undress.
-Click. Click.
I captured every single step with the camera.
My aunt’s expression was extremely stiff.
But that was the best part.
No one looking at it would ever mistake it for a professional shot—it was pure amateur.
-Click. Click.
Even though she was an ordinary housewife, why was she taking photos of herself taking off her clothes?
Various stories flashed through my mind.
Maybe for money. Maybe under pressure from a boyfriend. Maybe she just wanted attention. Or perhaps she wanted to leave behind a piece of herself from her youth.
Anyone who saw these photos would imagine all sorts of things.
But the only person seeing this right now was me.
“So… I’m taking off my underwear too?”
This time my aunt removed her pants as well.
I had seen and touched her breasts earlier, but this was the first time I saw her in panties.
White panties, just like the bra—simple and unremarkable.
Underneath them, dark pubic hair was visible.
My aunt didn’t seem to trim there at all.
The panties were already bushy enough that the hair showed clearly.
“Yes. Before I take them off, I’ll take a few more shots like this.”
-Click. Click.
I kept pressing the shutter, hiding my real intentions.
My aunt kept turning her face away, clearly uncomfortable with the idea of being photographed in underwear.
“It’s good, Aunt. Avoiding the camera like that is fine too. It adds character to the composition.”
“R-really?”
“Yes. Natural hand covering works too. I wanted to shoot some without covering, but this one felt more natural.”
…
-Click. Click.
My aunt looked completely oblivious, like she had no idea what was happening.
Well, she didn’t need to know. I just wanted her underwear photos.
“Aunt. How about posing on the bed this time?”
“P-pose?”
That was raising the difficulty by another level.
My aunt was flustered again.
“Yes. Think of yourself as an actress or model. Seduce the camera.”
“I don’t really have that confidence…”
“That’s okay. Actually, the more insecure you look, the better it might be for the photos.”
“I-I don’t get it at all…”
Still, she climbed onto the bed and lay down following my instructions.
“L-like this?”
She lay on her side, awkwardly facing the camera.
The stiff smile she forced was obviously fake.
… I like it very much.
But that was exactly what I wanted.
My aunt looking awkward and shy was perfect.
I kept snapping pictures from different angles.
“Aunt. How about lying face down?”
“L-like this?”
My aunt rested her arms and lay prone.
From this angle, her pantied backside was perfectly visible.
“Aunt, pull your panties up a little more.”
“H-huh? Like this?”
“No. I’ll pull them up for you.”
I tugged them up until they completely disappeared between her cheeks.
…
Even when I touched her panties without a word, my aunt didn’t say anything.
She must have thought it was all part of the photo.
“S-still… it’s embarrassing…”
But my aunt seemed uneasy, constantly adjusting her panties.
The way they were wedged into her rear was uncomfortable, and the idea of being photographed like that was worse.
But for me, the perfect shutter chance.
“Aunt. How about taking off just your bra in this position?”
…
We finally entered the real nude territory.
…
My aunt hesitated for a moment before obediently unhooking her bra.
After all, her breasts had already been seen, so the shame was less.
“Put the bra right beside you. Make sure your breasts are slightly covered by the sheets.”
Following my orders, my aunt lay prone with only her nipples barely hidden.
Her face was slightly flushed and her embarrassed expression was perfect for the camera.
“Woo-jin suddenly looks like a super professional photographer.”
… Thank you.
My aunt sighed in admiration at me constantly snapping the shutter.
It seemed the wonder she felt looking at me outweighed the shame of stripping in front of her nephew.
“If the photos turn out amazing, what then? I’m the model, so I’m really sorry you had to see something like this.”
“That’s not true at all. No one could be a better model than you.”
“R-really? Then that’s a relief…”
She was half doubting me.
But I meant it.
There was no other photo in the world as valuable as my aunt’s nude photos.
“Okay, Aunt. This time stand up so your breasts are visible.”
…
My aunt slowly rose, still tense.
Her breasts were uncovered.
Instead, she avoided looking at the camera.
“It’s good.”
The more shy she looked, the better.
I kept shooting, focusing especially on her breasts and panties.
From the front, the side, the back, above—
I recorded her naked body from every possible angle.
“Aunt.”
…
Even without me speaking, my aunt knew what came next.
“I’ll take off my panties too.”
But this time she hesitated.
“…W-Woo-jin…”
She looked at me with eyes full of pleading.
I just held the camera with a serious expression and waited.
For the perfect shot of her taking off her panties.
“N-no… it’s nothing.”
She almost said it was too embarrassing, but swallowed the words.
Then she prepared to take them off.
Huu…
She hooked her fingers on both sides of the panties, ready to slide them down.
But she stopped.
“I-I didn’t shave… I didn’t know you’d do it like this…”
My aunt’s face turned bright red as she spoke.
The inner thought “Should I just stop here?” was clearly written on her face.
Of course I had no intention of stopping.
“It’s fine. The goal is to capture you exactly as you are.”
“B-but… this is too embarrassing!”
“Your embarrassed expression will be captured too.”
“R-really…!”
My aunt pouted, but I had no intention of changing it.
In fact, I wanted to capture her pouting as well.
-Click.
I couldn’t believe it…
Despite her complaints, my aunt had made up her mind.
Actually, her heart had probably been made up long ago.
She just needed time.
-Click. Click. Click.
The historic moment of my aunt sliding her panties down.
I captured the entire scene perfectly.
Hmm.
It came out great.
The way her hips bent forward, making her breasts hang.
The exact second the panties slid down and revealed her bushy pubic hair.
Even her biting her lip in shame.
It was a photograph so perfect I could almost submit it for this year’s Pulitzer Prize.