Hibiki's two cents

"You should enjoy yourself when on the job! I know I sure do.." What a sleazebag. Of course he enjoyed his job. He got to fuck pretty and most importantly, clean, girls all day with his disgusting cock. There was no way someone could enjoy fucking a slob like him.

"Like hell I should. There's not a single girl in this world that would enjoy fucking a guy like you. NONE. You're fat and disgusting, and that mullet you think is working for you makes you look even more like trailertrash. Please for the love of god, cut your damn hair.."

As had happened so many times before, the moment Aiko's criticism left her mouth so did smoke. Thick purple fog clouded herself and her "colleague".
When it'd finally dissipated one thing was abundantly clear, had anyone had any recollection of how things were just a moment ago.
Her colleague, or former colleague rather was fit. Not just fit, he was toned! His previously round face now looked as though it belonged to a movie-star. His hair was cut to perfection, further adding to his movie-star-look.

"So you wanna head over to my place Aiko?" The reborn porn actor asked with a twinkle in his eye. He really was charming now, a stark contrast to the previously unlikable pig of a man he was.

"You know I only fuck fat dudes, Hibiki. You're waaaay too clean anyways.." Aiko's preference in men had taken a complete one eighty. The only type of guy she would ever want to fuck was men like.. like Dusty. Dusty, the character of a past life was Aiko's new ideal partner.
Not only had her taste in men changed. Aiko's whole mood had gone from frumpy to upbeat in a flash. While she'd previously hated her job, she now loved it. There wasn't a single thing in this world that she'd rather do than fuck fat, smelly dudes.

"Always worth a try. But I do hope you reconsider, I could offer you ..more" Hibiki seemed genuinely concerned for her. She was leading a life that would most probably lead to STDs at the very least. God know what those guys carried with them into that studio, not to mention the guys she fucked off camera. At least the actors had SOME requirements when signing up. The men Aiko met on the side was a whole other batch of trouble. One time she'd even gone ahead and fucked a homeless guy in the cardboard box he slept in. ..It was a pretty big one..

A hard days work was finally done and Aiko could head on home. She most certainly liked doing what she did, but it was also exhausting and she appreciated her downtime. She looked forward to taking a long, hot shower before making herself a meal. Aiko's diet consisted mostly of frozen pizza's and takeaway. She never really learned how to cook. The best she ever ate was when her studio hired a catering firm for longer shoots. Some were filmed outside over the course of a full day. Some directors had more pride in their work than others, and demanded that the daytime-cycle was correct. You couldn't for example film a scene at noon when the in-universe time of day was late evening. That'd look completely off and "ruin the immersion". Fortunately only a handful of directors was like this. One had to give it to them though, there was a quite sizable group of people that refused to watch anything that didn't meet a certain standard. Cutting corners for a more convenient workday usually meant that this group would forego watching said film. Today they'd finished up at a reasonable time however and Aiko therefore had to fix food herself.

Today, as most days, She'd opted for a taxi home. If she ever felt unsatisfied after a day of filming she tended to take the bus, or train, depending on the time of day. She knew exactly what to do to attract gropers, which were almost always just the type of man she was so attracted to. If they did a particularly good job she'd invite them home and fuck them senseless. Not today though, today she'd had more than enough action.
Her job paid very well, she was actually one of the best paid adult stars in her country. This coupled with her lack of a drivers license meant that she more often than not traveled by taxi. If she was feeling extremely lazy on a day off she'd order a taxi just to go grocery shopping. She didn't really have any hobbies, or a life outside fucking, and getting filmed as she fucked. Her whole life basically revolved around sex. It's a peaceful life she convinced herself. One could argue that getting railed on the daily by ugly bastards was anything but peaceful. Aiko's compass of what was normal and not had shattered a long time ago though.

During the ride home Aiko caught the Cab driver shoot glimpses at her through the rearview mirror. It was obvious that he liked what he saw, at times he had his eyes on her more than he did on the road. Aiko simply found it amusing to witness the effect her body had on men. She made sure to open up the top few buttons on her jacket to ensure he got the best view he could with no regard to road safety.
It was a short but enjoyable ride home. The driver almost forgot to get paid by the end. Thankfully Aiko was a person of honesty and reminded him that she owed him money for his services.

Aiko cut across the sidewalk and into her apartment complex, which despite her substantial pornstar-wealth was very small and in a bad place of town. Aiko had no interest in living the high-life. Her "Type" lived in these types of places anyway. Aiko could no longer had count of how many of her neighbors she'd had sex with. The amount of marriages ruined thanks to her was also a sum she'd long since forgotten. The shattered marriages were of no concern to her as long as she got laid.

The apartment was cramped, almost barren of any furniture except the essentials. Despite her lack of interior ornaments the space was insanely messy. All in accordance with her mantra which was "If it's not having sex or facilitating for sex it's not worth doing". Having a clean apartment would've qualified as facilitating for sex IF her visitors cared. All the men she'd brought home with her either lived in similar conditions or worse.

She heated the oven and threw in the frozen margarita pizza she'd bought on her way home. She'd often ask the drivers to stop at a nearby convenience store so she didn't have to plan her shopping trips.
Once the pizza was in the oven she quickly went to the bathroom. She'd often shower whilst "making food", if heating a pizza qualified as making food at all. They often turned out slightly burnt if she spent too long in the shower, but given how her fridge was mostly empty all of the time she had little choice but to eat it. Today was not one of those days, as she barely made it out of the bathroom just as the pizza was heated to perfection.

As there were no clean plates, Aiko was left with no other choice than to use the cardboard box the pizza came in. She had no clean glasses either, fortunately her only form of hydration was cans of beer, courtesy of her previous "visitor".

Whilst eating Aiko preferred to have entertainment. She had a large flatscreen tv that she'd gotten installed when she moved it. Pretty much the only piece of furniture she'd bought herself. The rest was preinstalled when she bought the place. Even the bed used to belong to some old guy who was now dead. As a matter of fact, he died in the very bed that Aiko "Inherited". She didn't mind at all though.

The smart TV had a flash drive connected at all times. It contained some of her favorite scenes from her job, as well as some amateur footage she'd shot here at home with a bunch of random strangers. The poor guy over at Fiver who'd been commissioned to take the raw footage and trim it down to just her favorite highlights was at least paid generously. A consequence of not having any real life experience apart from sex and porn meant that Aiko had no concept of the value of money. In situations where a price wasn't explicitly stated she always ended up paying waaaay too much.

About an hour into watching herself get fucked by various men her pizza was only half eaten. The woman who'd been eating it had fallen asleep with two fingers up her snatch. She'd end up spending the night on the couch like this more often than not.
The following morning, there was already a taxi waiting for her when she left the building. This one however was commissioned by the studio. It was standard procedure for them to pay for transportation whenever they filmed scenes outside the studio-building.
The location she was headed to turned out to be right across the street from the very school she used to be a student at.

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------The penultimate chapter! Only one to go, I'll be sure to make it a good one. I've even upped the ante on the image as well. It should release withing the next few days, after an update to the story of Minh Rose. In the meantime you can enjoy the first caption of my new line of stories: The rainbow idols.

Hope you liked this one! I sure enjoyed writing it.