Emma-Mortal

"'Sup, Junkies?!" A twenty-three year old woman excitedly asked her camera as she stood on an empty bridge over the city while dressed in a dark purple bathrobe. "It's your Queen of Adrenaline, Emma-Mortal, back with another **** defying stunt! First and foremost, I'd like to thank all my Adrenaline Junkies out there for getting me to nine hundred thousand followers! I love you guys, you're the freaking best!"

"Now, as promised," Emma continued, "I said that, if I got nine hundred thousand followers, I would celebrate by doing some hardcore parkour on St. Millie Highway Bridge; the largest bridge in my home town. And as promised, I said that I would make this a very special event. Which is why, I shall be doing this stunt..."

Pausing for dramatic effect, Emma slowly grabbed the sash of her robe and untied it, quickly slipping off the robe as she stood on camera with her shaved womanhood, small breasts, and plump ass exposed as she gave a confident smile to the camera.

"Butt. Ass. Naked!" Emma finished, putting her hands on her hips. Giving a sly smirk, she turned around and gave her plump ass a quick spank. "Bet you boys will be seeing this in your dreams tonight, huh?" She teased with a wink, "Shame that couldn't be a stunt."

Emma let out a laugh before shaking her head. "But seriously," she said as she turned back around, "here's what's going down: I'm gonna jump over the railing, run across the wall, grab the camera, and jump right back over. As with my other videos, I need to warn you all that my **** parkour skills are from years of experience, so please: Do not try this at home!"

Putting the camera in place, Emma took a deep breath, steeled herself... And fought back the urge to cry.

See, in reality, 'Emma-Mortal' was a massive fraud and an even bigger coward. Over eighty-seven percent of her videos were staged, and those that weren't were heavily edited to make the daredevil women she paid to do the stunts look like her. The only thing she was truthful about was her years of parkour experience... And even then, it was all from playing Assassin's Creed! She had hoped that, when she had made the promise to preform this stunt live when she hit nine hundred thousand followers, it wouldn't catch up to her until she was ready to retire.

So imagine her horrified surprise when one week after the fact, she had recieved a notification that she had hit the number of followers.

Unfortunately, Emma was in too deep to back out.

"God, please protect my poor frail body." Emma whimpered under her breath before doning a serious expression again. Taking a deep, albeit shaky, breath, the naked woman charged forward and lept over the railing as she reached for and grabbed the camera...