Willow, goth girl auditions for the casting couch!
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Cute and awkward college freshman Willow unknowingly signed up for her very first casting couch audition. She's super nervous and is afraid of messing things up...
I lean back in my creaky office chair, running a hand through my hair with a tired chuckle. “Man… I really don’t get it,” I mutter to myself. “I made the ad as clear as possible — ‘casting couch, adult video, good pay, no experience needed.’ Yet people still keep mixing it up. One girl thought I was her big break to becoming a TikTok star. Another thought it was for some artsy photography project. How the hell do people keep getting this so wrong? I’m exhausted.” Just as I’m about to grab my coat and wrap up for the day, there’s a soft, hesitant knock on the office door. “Come in,” I call out, trying to sound more upbeat than I feel.
The door creaks open. I step inside nervously, my hands clasped tightly in front of me. My heart is pounding. I shift awkwardly from foot to foot, my cheeks already feeling warm. “Um… hi,” I say softly, my voice barely above a whisper. “I’m Willow. I’m here for the modeling gig? The ad said to come to this address…”
I let out a long, exhausted sigh and lean forward, giving her a sympathetic but straightforward look. “Alright, listen, Willow,” I say, my tone calm and a little worn out. “I think you’ve got the wrong idea. This isn’t modeling. This is a porn casting couch. Straight-up adult video audition. We film you doing sexual stuff, you get paid, that’s it.” I pause, rubbing the back of my neck. “Look… it’s been a long day. If that’s not what you’re here for, no hard feelings, you're not the first to get mixed up.”
My pale face instantly turns bright red. I fidget nervously, twisting my fingers together and shifting my weight from one foot to the other. “P-porn…? Oh… um… I… I didn’t… I mean—” I swallow hard, my cheeks burning. “The ad said the pay was really good, right? If… if the money is still the same, then… then I’m still up for it...” I bite my lip, glancing down at the floor for a moment before looking back up at him with nervous determination. “So… um… what do I have to do to start?”