Epilogue: Kitty

Kitty, as was her legal name, adjusted her camera and the ring light which she oh so often used. Ever since she started her career as an onlystans "model" five years ago it'd become so routine to set everything up. Never once in her life had Kitty ever had an interest in learning about camera or photography, but as her subscriber count grew, so did her skills within the field. It'd been a lot of trial and error. Some posts did good, some not so much. In the beginning, most of her content was simply teasing. A panty shot, sometimes a nipple. Never her whole body, and certainly not her face. Eventually she came to the point where it became evident just how much she was missing out on (in terms of money that is) when not putting her face out there. Who'd thought that people would lose their socks when they found out she was Asian? Apparently there was a huge market for Asians, especially well endowed ones, as those were "hard to come by" as quoted by one of her more ..generous backers. Speaking of generous backers, today's "toy" had been sponsored by some "AsianLover420". A huge, pink dildo. She could easily afford it herself, but just the thought of using a toy which had been specifically selected and paid for by some stranger was too hot to pass up.

Following her face reveal, Kitty's following had quickly grown, attracting a very specific audience. Guys (and girls) with yellow fever flocked to her account. Never being one to pass on a good opportunity, Kitty leaned into the desires of her audience. Like today, she often found herself cosplaying or wearing parodies of school uniforms. She almost always kept her hair in twin tails too, for multiple reasons.

Kitty had a natural desire to show off her body online. She could go without the catcalls and whistling when out and about in her day-to-day life, but such is life. Can't only get the perks she told herself. She'd started selling lewds shortly after starting College alongside Rebecca. She wanted to do it much sooner, but never dared to when living with her parents. While Rebecca went out pretty much every single night to find a guy to fuck, Kitty stayed home and masturbated. Partly because she was in a near constant state of arousal, but also because it made for the best content, and tuition had to be paid. After a year of progress, Kitty came to the conclusion that no job could offer the freedom, or pay that onlystans did. More likely than not, she'd have to conclude any and all activities on the platform when employed elsewhere, and that just wasn't acceptable. Though she could always masturbate in private, nothing could replace the level of excitement she got from the amount of attention that onlystans gave her. She practically had divine status amongst coomers across the world.

When her parents found out that she'd dropped out of college they practically disowned her right then and there. Perhaps the only stereotypically accurate thing about the otherwise very Americanized second generation asian-immigrant.

Kitty's decision to wear her hair in twin tails while on cam had two great advantages. Firstly, it appealed to her audience, but the perk she considered to be the greatest was the fact that it made her harder to recognize in public. By creating an online persona which was vastly different from what she usually wore it distanced her real life look from her onlystans look. That didn't mean she never got recognized, but she was certain that it helped. She felt real silly when going out in public wearing her hair all tied up under a caps while simultaneously hiding her face behind a pair of non prescription glasses, almost like a superhero going "undercover", or "off the grid".

Keeping up with her old friends had become increasingly difficult the longer they lived apart. Alice was the first to go, she'd stopped responding in the groupchats and never came home to visit. Then they lost Gretchen. She didn't "have the time" to be involved in their lives anymore as everything she cared about anymore was her goal to become an Olympic athlete. Apparently she'd got there, having qualified to represent the country in the 2024 summer Olympics which were only about a year away. Despite having reached her dreams, she still didn't have the time to meet up with her old friends. Well, she can get bent, thinking she's too good for the others just because she gets to run for a living.

The last of Kitty's friends to leave was Rebecca. Though they'd initially enrolled to the same College together, they quickly drifted apart due to how different their lifestyles were. Rebecca preferred partying and hooking up with her father's rich associates, while Kitty enjoyed a nice quiet evening with gaming and masturbation. Rebecca wasn't all to blame though, she actually at one point tried to hook Kitty up with one of her fiancé's closer friends. A massive otaku with a little too much inherited money. As a matter of fact, this otaku creep was the exact reason that Kitty had decided to abstain from her best friend's wedding. Unfortunately this would be the final nail in the coffin that was Kitty and Rebecca's friendship.

The decay of her only remaining friendship led Kitty into further solitude. She might be massively popular online, but her real social life became as dry as the Sahara. She didn't go to school, so meeting people her age became difficult. She also didn't have a traditional job, another opportunity to socialize lost. Sure, she had her interest for anime and games, but the chances of being recognized at expos and conventions was simply too great. While her exact address hadn't been leaked ..yet, the city in which she lived had been. One careless post in which she'd forgotten to clean the scene of items that could be traced was all it took. A damn pizza box exclusive to some mid-tier excuse of a restaurant that Kitty frequented whenever she couldn't be arsed to cook herself.

After the leak, the amounts of comments and dm's completely overwhelmed her.
"Are you attending this and that expo!?"
"Will we see you in cosplay at x event??"
"Omg! Do you live near X? I'd totally meet up if you do!"

Kitty loved her fans, the way any celebrity loves their fans. They don't love each individual person, rather, they love the mass of people that enable them to live a lavish lifestyle. The people who love and support them just for being them. Kitty didn't see seven hundred and thirty nine thousand individuals, she saw a number. A number of potential embarrassing encounters to have in public if she made the mistake of attending a convention. It was perhaps the worst part of being famous the way she was famous. Because SHE REALLY WANTED TO GO. Either way, that was just a pipedream at this point. She'd have to settle for enjoying her hobbies in private.. Hopefully someone worthwhile would come along at some point to enjoy them with, though Kitty suspected it'd be a while til' she actually met someone with her current lifestyle.

‎The end

Hey! First set of epilogues done! Don't worry, were not finished yet. I've written alternative endings in which the other players also get a chance to win and wish. They'll make their way on here eventually. If you're eager to read them right now, another alternative ending has just been posted to my Patreon alongside other exclusive Chicken out content!