Camming Down the Rabbit Hole Ch. 11

I sat there for some time, my phone still in hand. I couldn’t fully comprehend the situation and where I was. All this started when I was put on furlough and thought I would be losing my job, an idea born out of boredom, hornieness and desperation. What started as a regular cam show with a guy hoping to earn a little money, before being subtly coerced into dressing in lingerie, and taking small step after small step before I tumbled well and truly down the rabbit hole ending up wearing more female clothes and then using toys and other things. And now I was sitting here some months later, hours of dedicated and specific exercise had sculptured my form with a slim waist and upper body, but curvy legs and a decidedly juicy ass that I had to admit I was very proud of.

Looking down at my body, cum covered lingerie that fit me so well, my painted and shaped nails, the feeling of fullness from my scarlet sheened plumped lips with the weight of false lashes on my eyelids and my skin so smooth and hairless. How had I gone so far? and why wasn’t I more bothered about it. I didn’t need to do any of this, I could have just stayed as I was.

I summoned the strength to get up to go to the shower and was instantly reminded of the powerful orgasm I’d had not long ago, my legs weak and my hole tingled from my over enthusiastic playtime. I caught my reflection in the full length mirror and couldn’t help but smile, I looked like a mess, but also like a very satisfied and thoroughly well fucked mess. The last broadcast had been incredible, not only riding an actual replica of someone’s dick to an epic climax, but the sheer volume of tokens I had been given, and that didn’t include the recordings I would put up later. Despite feeling supremely conflicted about the things I’d done and the journey id been on, there was also a huge sense of satisfaction, which my subconscious was processing as my very well spent cock stirring slightly as I gazed at myself.

Stripped, showered and cleaned I was completely drained of energy, slipping into the most comfortable of my night ware I pulled the covers over myself and tried not to think of my situation, my brain wanted to go over it again and again, but my exhausted body had other ideas and I drifted off to sleep still trying to understand what I was doing and what the new job offer would entail.