Lunch and a Business Plan

Once Emma had heard the saga of Mosche and his luck for being caught in, or post, sexual act due to his own negligence, you ordered lunch from the sub shop down the street and went to grab it, and they joined you at the table to eat.

“M’kay,” Sabrina said, covering her mouth with a hand as she spoke around a bite of her sandwich. “We used the plan me and you developed, John, but had to adapt it to fit Emma’s content style and what’s already out there. And the fact that she was giving it all away for free. Just keep in mind that her model is gonna be different from mine because she can’t stop posting free stuff since that’s what her fans are used to.”

You nodded slowly, wiping your mouth with a napkin. “Alright, that makes sense. You don’t want to piss off your current fanbase, you just want to try and get them used to the idea of monetizing.”

“Exactly,” Sabrina nodded. Then she looked at her sister expectantly.

Emma’s eyes went wide. “Wait, I’m telling him?” she asked.

“Uh, yeah,” Sabrina said. “It’s your plan, you need to be the one enacting it. You should know it well enough to explain it to him.”

Emma groaned, a little whiny (and a little bratty), reminding you how she was still younger than you and Sabrina even if she’d graduated high school and was heading into college. “Fine,” she eventually said.

“I mean, you don’t have to if you don’t want to,” Sabrina deadpanned. “You don’t have to do any of this, so let us know if we’re wasting our time. We want to help you with this because we know how to do it to keep you safe and successful. If you just want to go back home and keep posting yourself stretching your holes open for your phone camera and letting anyone you know goon to them and hope you’ll put out if they buy you a burger and fries, you can do that.”

Emma gave Sabrina a look and sighed, her shoulders slumping. ‘That’s not what I meant by… that.”

“Your attitude,” Sabrina said levelly. “Honestly, Emma, you were being a brat. And that’s OK to do in the right circumstances. I’m a brat with John and Gemma sometimes, or online on social media and in the comments and messages on OF, but it’s time and place. Do you think I act like a brat at work? Or when I’m out with friends, other than being silly? Or when I’m handling the business side of content?”

“No, I guess not,” Emma grumbled.

“It’s time to grow up, sis,” Sabrina said, her voice thickening as she leaned in and rubbed Emma’s arm.

“OK, fine. I’m growing up,” Emma said, shaking her head. “I’m a grown woman. I can handle my shit.”

“I believe it,” you said, giving her an encouraging smile. The moment hadn’t been right for you to pile on trying to help or give advice so you’d stayed quiet, but playing the ‘good cop’ at the end felt like a good move.

Emma gave you one of her small, terse smiles that barely broke the surface of her stoic expression, then got up and went and grabbed her laptop so she could give you a mini presentation as the three of you ate lunch. And she wasn’t bad at it, though she mumbled occasionally and jumped between pages more than she would have needed if it was planned out.

They really had put in a bunch of work - starting from where you and Sabrina had and using it as a template had helped, but they’d been delayed a bit by needing to set Emma up with the accounts she would need to get started on. The content plan was pretty simple - she would make some albums of the stuff she’d already put out for free and make them available as compiled content to download, along with the short clips she’d released. That would fill in a back catalogue of content that any of her current followers would be tempted to access, and would still be fresh content for brand new fans. From now on her free stuff would be a little more selective - she couldn’t roll back anything she’d already. Her face was out there, as was everything she’d already done. Her fans really liked the exhibitionist content but Sabrina drilled into her the dangers of it, using examples from other girls during the 2010s boom of camgirls and how some of them had gotten discovered and kicked out of their colleges for doing stuff on campus.

New free content would be a little more limited in scope - only one or two ‘full-on’ photos or clips from any set or in any outfit, or any hiking trip. The rest would be released over a few days on her OnlyFans account, getting dirtier throughout the week. Extended videos would be promo’d with dirty clips but would cost extra for the whole thing. And anything with your cock in it would only ever get a single photo teaser released for free, photos posted to the main OnlyFans stream, and videos costing extra.

“We’re still figuring out the final pricing scheme and that’s kind of the last thing to do other than Sabrina wanting me to line up what the first release schedule would look like,” Emma said, then took the last bite of her sub and chewed quickly, washing it down with a sip from her drink. “It’s gonna take me a few hours at home on my computer to do all the bundling and stuff too, but mostly I’m not used to ‘planning releases’ and stuff.”

“Well, I’m not seeing any glaring holes in the plan,” you said. “One thing I will say is that every time we extend out the planned schedule for Sabrina’s content-”

“Our content,” Sabrina interrupted.

“-For ‘Kat18’s’ content,” you continued, giving her a look. “Is that it helps relieve some of the daily or weekly pressure to produce content. Some weeks or weekends we were too busy to do anything, but we had it planned and ready ahead of time.”

“And then we could film like three things in a day to catch up,” Sabrina agreed. “Seriously, I get it, Emma. Planning feels like extra work when you could just take some nudes and chuck them up and probably get a bunch of likes and stuff, but the girls who really take off and make serious money are either totally business minded or they have someone else managing it for them and only make like thirty cents on the dollar because the management ‘companies’ are crooks and lock girls into really shitty contracts.”

“You told me, you told me,” Emma said and sighed. “OK, well, I guess I need to plan ahead.”

“Especially to n around school and holidays,” Sabrina prompted her.

“That too,” Emma rolled her eyes.

“There is one more thing that has to get done while you’re here though, and that you can’t do at home,” Sabrina said.

“There’s more?” Emma asked, her eyes widening as she planted her elbows on the table and rubbed her forehead.

“You need some more teaser pics with John’s dick to start building up hype for your OnlyFans opening its doors and your legs,” Sabrina smirked. “You can film a proper sex tape once we’ve got your office set up at our place at school, but I’m thinking some pics of John’s dick next to your face, or lying on your stomach to show how big it is, that sort of thing.”

Emma bit her lip, her eyes narrowing slightly. “And then?”

“And then you can fuck him,” Sabrina grinned.

Emma smiled.

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