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Shine hunched over her desk, the glow of her monitor reflecting her flushed cheeks. Her fingers hovered over the keyboard, not quite ready to close the tab. Her OnlyFans page stared back at her, with its subscriber count ticking up lazily, tipped messages piling up. One thumbnail caught her eye: her hands squeezing her heavy, milky breasts, nipples leaking just enough to glisten under the camera's unforgiving lens. That video had garnered over twelve thousand views in just a few hours of posting it.

'Check OF! You frowned and looked up and down the hallway. Trent, one of the associates, had just left the kitchen as you were coming in so you were now alone. You switched off your wifi and then brought up Sabrina's OnlyFans page. The first thing you noticed was that she must have timed the upload release of the video you'd helped her with last night - it had released about an hour ago and had a surprising number of views. Her last video had a lot of views as well. Holy shit, Sabrina's subscriber count had shot up by over 1000 since last night. You weren't completely sure of the backend split that OnlyFans gave the models, but that had to be well over $5000 extra dollars in Sabrina's pocket

"He mentioned you had some special video requests?" Chloe and Maya giggled, leaning close to each other. "Yeah," Maya said, her voice dropping a bit. "We actually just started an OnlyFans page together. It’s our first time doing this professionally, but we know the platform pays incredibly well if the content looks high-quality. We want some really clear videos to upload." My attention was locked in instantly. An OnlyFans page, I thought. "I see. Well, you came to the right place. What kind of setting are we looking for?"

My finger moved on its own. His profile—blue checkmark, 4.2M followers—featured a new Story. I went back to the main video. The comments kept popping up on the screen. @TateFan420: "OnlyFans with that body? Must be earning peanuts. Who wants to see that thing undressed. Bet she smells like a seafood dumpster." @Sigma342: "Look at her thighs jiggle when she walks! Built like that and acts like she's hot? Delusional."

“The full version will be up soon for my top fans. Remember, good girls get rewarded… but I’ve been so bad lately.” I ended the video with a playful wink, uploaded it to my OnlyFans page under LilaRose, and leaned back with a satisfied sigh. The money from last month had covered my textbooks and part of rent. Mom and Damien had no idea. They thought I was just tutoring on the side. If they ever found out… A notification pinged almost immediately. ArchitectX92 had tipped generously again. He’d been my top subscriber for weeks now, always with those slightly commanding messages that made my stomach flutter. “Beautiful as always. Show me more tonight.” I smiled and sent a private thank-you.

We both giggled and snuggled closer together as she continued, "I only care that I have your love and your trust. I have an Onlyfans for god's sake, if you want to look up pictures or videos of any inch of my body it is on the internet. I mean my butthole is currently trending all over the internet after I did that gaping scene for True Anal where 2 guys came in my ass and another girl licked it out that was just released. If that doesn't scare you off then I don't know what will, but if you are ever uncomfortable with something let me know and I will do my best to address it."

I reply, looking down at my phone, unable to stand the scrutiny of my best friend's gaze. "Babe, you're better than Chesters." Sabrina replies, grabbing my hand and pulling me into a sitting position, "You don't want those sleazeballs all over you." "Well, my OnlyFans account hasn't taken off yet, and you and I both know that if you want to make cash quickly, Chesters is the way to go. Besides, I'm a dancer, Brin. I know how to put on a show and keep my distance from people. "

She sees me looking at it and blushes before crossing her legs and covering it up with her hand. “So this is the penthouse suite. I’m afraid to ask what it is you do,” she teases. “If I tell you, will it scare you away?” I flirt back with her. “It depends. If you’re in the business of selling body parts, then I’ll have to draw the line,” she says. “It’s worse than that,” I say. “How much worse?” she asks. I wave my hands around me and say, “The reason I can afford all of this is because people pay to see my feet on OnlyFans.”

And a few seconds later, a low rumble started in his chest. “Are you certain you don’t know how to feel, Jesse?” Cazz purred, and his full lips tipped up on one side in the most stunning, lopsided smile. “Do wolves use OnlyFans?” I asked breathlessly, my eyes dragging back down his beautiful body to those arms. “Because you do forearm porn better than anyone I’ve ever seen,” I gulped. Cazz blinked, then threw his head back in a mouth-open gasp of belly laughter, deep and rich. It didn’t last long, but when he returned his eyes to me, they were shining and he had unfolded his arms so he could wipe one of them with a finger.

Now I was sore and pissed. I slumped onto the couch and finally pulled out my phone. Notifications blinked across the screen—some texts, a couple spam emails, and one lonely OnlyFans alert. Anonymous69 just posted. Again. Jesus. He was milking that shoot like it was his personal cash cow. I clicked into the app out of spite. The post had nearly triple the engagement from the last one. Comments, tips, reposts, thirsty messages piling in like a goddamn floodgate had burst open.