Interdimensional Pornstar System

*Twitch* *Twitch.*

Kyle’s eyes fluttered open in the dim morning light that made it’s way through the curtains. His left hand moved on instinct and brushed against something soft and warm.

’Angel...?’

His vision was still blurry. He turned his head and saw a girl sleeping beside him. For a few hazy seconds he didn’t recognize her. All he registered was how pretty her face looked while she slept — soft expression, slightly parted pink lips, a faint peaceful smile. Even in the low light her features stood out clearly, the kind of face that made his half-asleep brain decide she couldn’t possibly be real.

’Am I still dreaming? Why the hell am I hallucinating a girl in my bed?’

He closed his eyes, rubbed them hard with the heel of his hand, and opened them again.

*Yawn.*

He stretched, and his arm brushed against her chest once more. His brain was still lagging behind reality, foggy from the deepest sleep he’d had in weeks. Then he focused properly.

Stacy’s face was only a few inches from his. Her warm breath touched his skin. He could see the individual freckles across her cheeks.

’What the fuck—!’

Every trace of sleep vanished instantly. He jerked back so hard he almost fell off the bed, heart suddenly hammering.

*Click.*

He scrambled up and turned on the light, squinting against the sudden brightness.

”Stacy...?”

The angel sleeping in his bed was, of course, Stacy. Reality hit him all at once like a bucket of cold water.

”Ahh, fuck... don’t tell me I fell asleep before her. I was supposed to be a gentleman and at least offer to drop her off after we finished. She had to stay the night because of me...fucking hell...”

Embarrassment flooded him in a hot wave. But before he could fully process that regret, he looked down at himself.

He was completely naked.

’What the fuck!’

He had slept next to her the entire night with his dick out in the open. She had definitely seen it when she came back from the shower.

’Fuck, just kill me already.’

The insecurity hit harder than anything else. Not the fact that he had shared a bed with a girl he barely knew — but the fact that she had seen his completely soft, spent, raisin-looking cock. That somehow felt more humiliating than the rest of it combined.

[Yo, Captain No Pantsu. Congratulations on no longer being a virgin.]

The system’s voice cut straight into his spiral, far too cheerful for this early in the morning.

’What? What the hell are you calling me?’

[Captain No Pantsu. What else?]

”Fuck you,” Kyle muttered under his breath, quickly grabbing his boxers and a pair of shorts from the floor and pulling them on as fast as possible.

[Goddamn, bro. Why so harsh in the morning? I was just congratulating you.]

The system’s tone turned exaggeratedly hurt, like a kicked puppy.

’Stop fucking around...’

[Ahh, you and that bad mouth. Did getting pussy make you switch up on your day-one already? I can’t even imagine how you’ll act once you’ve got a whole harem of heavenly beauties. Oh, my poor mechanical heart...]

”Alright, bro, stop with the drama,” Kyle sighed, giving up. Fighting the voice in his head first thing in the morning was pointless.

”Just tell me what’s up.”

[Shouldn’t you upload the video? You only get the full rewards after the tape is up. We don’t have much time you know. ]

”Chill. We’ve still got two days. I’m not uploading anything until I talk to her first. It’s her video too, not just mine. She might want to change some things or blur more. I’m not gonna just throw it up without asking.”

[Your call. Just make sure you upload before the time limit ends. Also... now that you’re not a virgin anymore, how does it feel?]

Kyle grabbed a bottle of water from the nightstand and took a long drink, trying to wake himself up properly.

”I don’t know. I can’t process shit right now.”

He left it at that.

While Stacy continued sleeping, Kyle quietly went about his morning. He took a long, hot shower, scrubbing off the dried sweat and everything else from the night before until his skin felt clean again. After that he cleaned up the apartment like he used to do on any other regular day. By the time he finished, it was already past 8 a.m. He had been up for almost two and a half hours.

’She must be hella tired to still be asleep this long...’

He glanced into the bedroom again. Stacy was still out cold, now curled up under the blanket. At some point during the night she had changed into a light pink oversized T-shirt and a pair of short dolphin shorts. The sight of her sleeping so peacefully in his clothes made something warm and quiet settle in his chest.

’Damn... she looks really cute like that. Wouldn’t mind seeing this more often.’

He quickly looked away, not wanting to be a creep about it, and sat down at his desk. He plugged in the main camera and the two phones, then started transferring the full two-and-a-half hours of footage onto his PC.

”Alright... time to start editing. Blurring faces is gonna take forever,” he muttered, rubbing his eyes.

He double-clicked the first file.

The speakers immediately exploded with sound.

[Ahh... ahh—!]

[Fuck me... harder! Don’t stop—!]

Kyle’s eyes went wide. His hand froze on the mouse.

’Holy fuck... what the hell is this? Did I seriously do all that?’

He stared at the screen, completely frozen, as the very graphic, high-definition tape that played right in front of his eyes of his deeds yesterday night.

’Damn.. I really made her cry out like a bitch,’

He turned back to take a look at her sleeping peacefully.

’Well, no wonder she’s sleeping like I wrecked her for fuck sake’s,’

’That pill was truly a worth it investment I will buy the whole supply once I have money,’ He smiled slyly.

”Kyle?”

*****

Austin My Bro thanks for the Golden Ticket.