Cut! Take 2! Roll em

Tara sat nervously in front of the camera, adjusting her skimpy lingerie. It was her first time doing a porn stream, and she was both excited and terrified. At 24, the blonde bombshell was drop-dead gorgeous but short on rent money. Her roommate Christina, a regular on the adult streaming site, convinced her to give it a try.

As Tara fidgeted with her outfit, Christina gave her an encouraging smile. "You'll do great, babe. Just have fun with it! And don't worry if you feel awkward at first. That's a big part of the appeal for the viewers."

Tara took a deep breath and nodded. She could do this. It was just acting, right? Besides, the extra cash would really help her out.

Christina introduced her to Carl, one of her regular co-stars. He was a portly man in his late 30s, with a receding hairline and a paunchy gut. Tara tried to keep her expression neutral as he shook her hand, his fingers sweaty against her palm.

"Nice to meet you, sweetheart," he said with a sleazy grin. "I bet we're going to have a wild time together."

Tara **** a giggle. "Oh, I bet we will!"

As the cameras started rolling, Tara launched into flirtatious mode. She purred and giggled, running her hands over her ample curves. Carl joined in, groping her breasts and ass.

But when they started to undress each other, Tara's enthusiasm quickly morphed into disgust. Carl's body was grossly overweight, his belly flopping over his thighs. And as his pants came off, Tara's eyes went wide at the sight of his microscopic penis.

It was literally the size of her pinky finger! How the hell was she supposed to pretend to be attracted to this?

Tara went to protest but then spotted a cue card held up off-camera. To her horror, it read: MOCK HIS TINY BOI CLIT.

Her mind reeled. This couldn't be happening. But the bills wouldn't pay themselves. Steeling herself, Tara looked Carl dead in the eye and laughed.

"Oh my god, what is that thing?" she cackled, pointing at his minuscule member. "You call that a dick? Ha! That's nothing but a little clitty!"

Carl blushed bright red but tried to play it off. "Oh I bet it's bigger than you're used to, sweetheart. You'll see..."

Tara cut him off, her voice dripping with disdain. "Bigger than I'm used to? Please. I've seen girls on the playground with bigger clits than that! What are you even going to do with that pathetic little stub?"

Carl started to sputter indignantly but Tara kept going, really getting into it now. She used all her acting skills to look utterly appalled and disgusted by his micropenis.

"Oh my god, it's so small and pathetic!" she gasped, holding her hand a few inches from the camera to demonstrate. "I think I just saw it twitch! Aw, did the little baby clitty get excited? That's so cute!"

Carl's face was beet red now, but Tara was on a roll. She grabbed his tiny member between her thumb and forefinger, letting it dangle.

"Look at this sad little thing! It's like a tiny pink worm! Oh Carl, I'm so sorry. Someone should tell your dick it's not invited to this party. Maybe it can go play with the other clitties in the corner!"

Tara was shocked to find that insulting Carl's manhood was actually kind of exhilarating. She'd always been a total size queen, honest to god it made no sense for her to be okay with this. But something about mocking him was turning her on in a way she'd never experienced before.

On camera, she kept going, mercilessly teasing Carl's microscopic prick. By the time they finished filming, she was dripping wet and Carl looked like he wanted to melt into the floor.

As soon as the cameras cut, Tara was swarmed by the crew complimenting her. "Holy shit, you were amazing! Carl looked so humiliated, that was priceless!"

Christina gave her a high-five. "I knew you'd be a natural! You're going to make bank as a size queen cuck queen."

Tara grinned, still riding the high. "Damn, I really was. I didn't know I had that in me."

Over the next few weeks, Tara became a star of the service, known for her gorgeous looks and her special talent for utterly destroying men with tiny dicks on camera. She'd insult and mock their pathetic little clits, making it clear they were unworthy of her attention.

The money was amazing, far more than she'd ever made before. And the rush of emasculating those tiny-dicked losers was addicting.

Soon Tara was able to move out of her crappy apartment and into a nice condo. She bought a new car and started traveling on the weekends. All thanks to being an expert at verbally destroying guys with micro penises.

Deep down, she knew it didn't make sense. A part of her was still grossed out by those tiny pricks. But the rest of her reveled in the power she had over those submissive men. In the end, it was worth it.

Tara was now a wealthy, successful size queen cuck queen. And she was just getting started.