Perfectly average.That's how I would describe myself.I spent most of my life being just that.Average test scores with mostly C's and B's, average athletic abilities, average appearance, average social life, and average family background.I wanted to be different, that's why I decided to be a pornstar.dunno but somehow I awakened the ultimate pornstar system-will I really be able to become the greatest pornstar?
Perfectly average.
That's how I would describe myself.
I spent most of my life being just that.
Average test scores with mostly C's and B's, average athletic abilities, average appearance, average social life, and average family background.
Now don't get me wrong- in no way was I miserable- being average isn't bad and many people strive only to reach that.
I didn't feel like I was achieving everything I could- I didn't want to stick to being some 9 to 5 office worker- just slaving away on a chair behind a desk. Because that's where most average people reach.
It was time for me to choose a career.
Take the second biggest step of my life- deciding on what I would do for the rest of my life.
Now don't get me wrong- jobs are changeable, but most of the time, average guys like me- once they do pick a field- even if they switch companies, they are stuck to the same kind of job.
After my internship, I had a general idea of what work was I gonna do. But it had started to feel bland, boring- it seemed too generic for a job- now you can call it me trying to be unique and different from the mobs or call it ambition- I couldn't feel satisfied with your average job.
And this was exactly why after racking my brain cells I decided to be a 'pornstar'.
And I know quite a lot of people want to be pornstars, but when it comes to most of them, they back out due to the sheer stigma one would receive if they had just a single porn clip on the internet.
And once you do have your face and nudes on the internet it's almost impossible for one to remove them.
Being a pornstar is not an easy job- if you have done it once- it becomes incredibly hard for you to switch jobs- as someone has said, "performing porn is a forever thing." Heck porn is comparatively easier for women- except for a few top-of-the-line male pornstars, the average men in porno make wayyyy too less compared to the women in the industry.
Talk about the gender pay gap. Though it is justified by the fact that most porno viewers are men who like to watch women-
So the TLDR, if I do get into porn- I will be closing quite a lot of options if I decide to switch my career later on.
But it was only after taking all of this into consideration, I opened up Koogle to look for people hiring amateur porn actors.
I signed up for quite a few aggregate websites and also directly submitted my info to a lot of porn production studios, with the required info. 𝗳𝔯𝙚e𝒘e𝚋𝘯𝚘ν𝙚l.𝑐o𝙢
Although I was quite hesitant to send them my nudes, I had already decided to take the risk so this wasn't a lot for me.
I sent all of them, 5 pics in total, 2 with me in clothing while the other 3 nudes, 2 of those nudes had me with a full 6'5 inch boner while the last one had me limp.
I was quite embarrassed, but after taking a deep breath I pressed the send button.
Taking a breath of relief quite a few thoughts went to my mind- what would my parents think, what about my sister, what about my friends, how would my girlfriend feel- oh wait- I don't have a girlfriend, never had one.
I let out a small chuckle when I thought about it. I had already sent it- whatever happens, happens.
I didn't even realize it when I fell asleep on my desk, but while I was sleeping I had a weird dream- to be honest- I don't think it could even be called a dream.
It was just a feeling of discomfort paired with strange flickering lights which woke me up feeling quite confused. I sighed as I realized I was living alone in a studio apartment.
But suddenly there was a blue holographic screen in my vision.
[ WELCOME TO THE ULTIMATE PORNSTAR SYSTEM ]
I bit my lip to make sure if it was a dream or was this real, and sure enough, it hurt.
"what the heck is this?" I blurted out, as I looked around, only to see that the blue screen followed my vision and always stayed in the center of it.
[ YOU HAVE BEEN SELECTED TO HOST THE ULTIMATE PORNSTAR SYSTEM ]
[ THE SYSTEM WILL HELP YOU ON YOUR JOURNEY TO BECOME THE GREATEST PORN STAR IN THE WORLD ]
"yo- what the hell even is this" I was left baffled by everything which was written on the semi-transparent display floating in front of my eyes.
[ WORLD SCAN... COMPLETE ]
[ GENERATING NEWBIE MISSION... ]
[ MISSION GENERATED ]
[ GENERATING NEWBIE STARTER PACK... ]
[ NEWBIE STARTER PACK GENERATED ]
[ WOULD YOU LIKE TO OPEN THE STARTER PACK? ]
The whispers said that out of bitter jealousy, Hadley shoved Eric's beloved down the stairs, robbing the unborn child of life. To avenge, Eric forced Hadley abroad and completely cut her off. Years later, she reemerged, and they felt like strangers. When they met again, she was the nightclub's star, with men ready to pay fortunes just to glimpse her elusive performance. Unable to contain himself, Eric blocked her path, asking, "Is this truly how you earn a living now? Why not come back to me?" Hadley's lips curved faintly. "If you’re eager to see me, you’d better join the queue, darling."
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