Dhyana couldn’t believe she was actually doing it, it was humiliating!
She wanted to scream, but instead she stood there in the pose the photographer had put her in as he took photo after photo.
The outfit they’d stuffed her in was ridiculous, a cheep parody of her normal costume, and he face was caked with makeup to the point that no one would even recognize her. Which, of course, was the point.
Her life as a superhero was stressful, so could she really be blamed for forming a bit of a drug habit as a form of escape? She’d used some soft stuff, nothing serious for a long time, but when her normal dealer became… unavailable, she’d had to switch and the new guy had suggested something different.
Unfortunately, while it worked to relieve her stress even better, it was also more addictive and before she knew it she was hooked, and deep in debt to the dealer.
This photoshoot was her way out of that debt, to put her back in control of her life. Oh, there would be talk once the photo’s hit the internet… where they fakes? Was it really her? But she’d deny and condom them, which would only make them more sought after.
After a while the controversy would blow over and she’d finally be done with all of this!
Dhyana pushed her tits together and licked her lips, “You wanna fuck these titties baby?”
Then she pushed them up and licked the cavity between them before pushing herself up onto the bed and reached between her legs to rub her pussy.
A shiver ran through her as the light on the camera told her it was broadcasting and a quick glance over at her monitor indicated she had a full set of viewers.
Things had not gone as she’d hoped after the photoshoot, yes she’d settled her debt, and the controversy had faded, but her need for the drug had not. Instead, with each passing day it had become harder and harder to resist. In the end, she’d wound up in even more debt than before.
Six months later and she’d been given an ultimatum, start working as an online adult streamer for them or they’d cut her off and expose her.
The choice had been humiliating, but easy, and now she did at least two streams a week for them. Fortunately they let her dress any way she wanted so no one would know it was her, but that was little consolation to her.
A bing from the computer showed her a $100 donation with a request. She smiled and pushed her panties to the side before licking her fingers and slipping them inside.
“Of course baby, I’ve got a wonderful little cunt you can fuck any time!”
Dhyana leaned forward and gave a big fake kiss to the reporter that was interviewing her.
“Oh my gawd, like, I’m so happy to be here, let alone nominated for an award!” she said, looking directly in the camera and speaking into the microphone.
“Well WonderMaiden there are a lot of questions about why you gave up being a superhero to purse and adult film career, care to comment?” the reporter asked.
Dhyana smiled and giggled, “Please, call me WonderSlut. And, like, isn’t the answer obvious? All those years being trapped on an island of only women? I mean, gawd, I lllllooooovvvveeee cock! It’s the best thing ever! I just can’t get enough giggle“
“Ah, yes, well, I guess that makes sense. Ah, any thoughts on the three awards you’re nominated for? Best Gang Bang Scene, Best Anal Scene, and Best Tits?”
“Oh my goddess, like, I’m so lucky to be nominated for just one, let alone three! I’d be totally blown away if I won any of them, the other girls that are nominated are just sooooo talented!”
“Yes, well, alright, thank you and good luck.” the report said and Dhyana moved on and into the main auditorium.
It hadn’t taken long for her to make a mistake on her live streams, outing herself, and having the video leak across the world. The league kicked her out for not being a good role model, her addiction worsened as the stress of all the attention became too much, and she spiraled downward until the obvious solution was the only solution.
Just give in and embrace it.
Now she was a world famous porn star, with legions of fans that more than paid for her little drug habit, along as anything else she could want.
