Interdimensional Pornstar System

[Kyle: Do you want to record another video?]

Kyle had finally gathered enough confidence to ask the question directly.

’Huh?’

Stacy’s mind blanked for a full second.

’Hah! Is he watching me or something?! How does he know I want to record another video—and how the hell did he call at such a perfect time?!’

She became more than just flustered. Heat rushed straight to her face until her cheeks felt like they were on fire. She couldn’t believe how precise his timing was. It felt almost absurd, like some otherworldly force had decided to mess with her. Here she was, lying in bed with a thick dildo still buried inside her, gooning to their own video, and the exact man from that video suddenly called to ask if she wanted to shoot again.

None the less, Stacy forced herself to sit up. The movement made the dildo shift deeper inside her pussy, drawing a light, barely-contained moan from her throat. She bit it back hard. The base of the toy was shiny with her discharge, a thin trickle of it already dripping onto the pastel sheets beneath her. She clenched around the toy once, trying to stay still, then put the phone back to her ear.

”Sure. When should we do that?”

It was her professional ability that saved her. Somehow she managed to mask every trace of what she was feeling. Her voice came out calm and even, even though her face was completely cherry-red and her thighs were still trembling faintly around the dildo.

[Kyle: You can decide that. I’m free most of the time these days.]

”Alright. Let’s do it this week then—I’m free too. Where should we record this one? Your apartment again?”

She kept her tone strictly professional. None of the softness or need that had been in her voice minutes earlier leaked through.

[Kyle: I haven’t decided yet, but I’ll let you know soon.]

”That works for me. Send me the idea along with the location and I’ll prepare myself for it too.”

[Kyle: Alright. I’ll see you soon then.]

”See you soon.”

The call ended with a soft beep.

Stacy immediately let herself fall back onto the bed. The dildo shifted again with the movement, pulling another quiet, frustrated sound out of her.

”Uhg... is he blessed with perfect timing in every single place?” she muttered to the ceiling.

She didn’t pull the toy out. After a few seconds of staring at the pink-lit ceiling, she reached back down, adjusted the angle, and continued exactly what she had been doing before the call interrupted her fucking herself with the dildo while the video of them kept playing on the laptop, chasing a feeling that still wasn’t quite enough.

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On the other side of the city, Kyle set his phone down and turned back to his computer screen.

After the call ended he had gone straight back to checking the stats of the second video. It had been a full week since he uploaded it, and the numbers were better than he had expected. The second part had already surpassed the first video’s total by more than half a million views.

”Fuck... we’re almost going to hit two million on this one alone,” he muttered, eyes scanning the dashboard. ”The first one stopped at 1.4 million. That’s a total of three and a half million views combined... and it’s not even been a full month since I uploaded the first one. What the fuck... I’m already getting famous.”

He leaned closer to the monitor, almost unable to believe the growth rate. The numbers kept climbing in real time. He still didn’t fully understand how the algorithm had pushed the videos so hard, but he wasn’t about to question it. What he did know was that it was time to keep the momentum going. A week had already passed since the last upload, perfect timing for the next one.

He glanced at the system window in the corner of his vision.

[Available Balance: 4012 SP] 𝒻𝑟ℯℯ

The balance had grown by multiple folds in a very short time. He was already close to paying back the remaining ”pay later” cost from the items he had bought through the system. Originally he had expected it would take at least a full month of grinding to clear that debt. Now it looked like he might finish it by morning. He was only short roughly two thousand points, and at the current rate of views he would almost certainly earn that much overnight without any extra effort.

A new notification suddenly popped up on his computer screen.

[Video Uploaded Successfully]

The third part out of the four was now live. Kyle leaned back in his chair and exhaled.

”Well... might as well withdraw the earnings too. No point letting them sit there.”

He opened the payout windows on every site where the videos were uploaded. The combined revenue before cuts sat at around thirty thousand dollars. Most of the viewers were from higher-paying regions, and a decent chunk had also come from tips and gifts.

After platform fees, taxes, and Stacy’s agreed cut, thirteen thousand dollars remained as his share.

”Thirteen K after everything... not bad at all. I’m actually getting richer day by day.”

Thirteen thousand was roughly three months of his old salary. It was more than enough to wipe out the most of his remaining debt and still leave him with a comfortable buffer. He initiated the withdrawals across the different platforms and watched the pending amounts update.

A small, almost disbelieving smile pulled at the corner of his mouth.

”If the third video performs anywhere near the second one, and the first two keep pulling residual views... I might clear another twenty thousand by the end of the month.”

He ran the numbers again in his head. Thirteen thousand already secured, plus a realistic twenty more if momentum held. That would be thirty-three thousand dollars in under a month—more than half a year’s salary from his previous job. The thought alone made his chest feel light. The constant weight of debt that had been sitting on him for so long was finally starting to lift.

His broke days were ending.

And if the next video with Stacy performed the same way. They might end even faster.