Option 2...for now.

Tiffany thought about Al's offer her entire ride back, even when she stopped into the local **** store to pick up some makeup removal wipes.

If I chose option 1, then I'll need extensive surgery before I can do full movies.

Option 2 allows me to do anything, but I might not be as big a star.

Option 3 gives me both, but I'll need to have two personas.

Option 4 is the safest, but also the most boring.

She continued to mull over the possibilities as she stopped in the parking lot of an abandoned gas station, changed into her "normal" clothes, and removed her make-up, just in case her parents were home early. She breathed a sigh of relief as neither were home yet and quickly packed away her things, before starting a long tease session with her boi-cunt. As always she loaded up her playlist of hypnos and began to slowly tease her dildo, her mind pretending that it was the real thing. She used the moans of the men in the videos as cues to move to the next step.

First it was long licks from balls to tip, then sucking on the head, next was tonguing the slit, then some in and out, then occasional deep throat, before ending with rapid fire deep throat. Her little clit was aching for release, but Tiffany refused to rub herself. She lived by the motto that during her waking hours she would only be allowed to cum through penetration. Nevertheless her clit ached horribly and were it not for her Mother's car pulling into the driveway, Tiffany might not have been able to fight the urge.

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For the next two months, Tiffany waffled back and forth on the pros and cons of each option. Eventually, she decided that the best option, for now, was to go with #2. She didn't like the idea of pretending to be something that she wasn't. And as a trans actress she would likely be in scenes with men who were comfortable with all of her. What she did want to follow up with Al on was whether she could have different appearances if, down the line, she felt more comfortable doing films under her real name and appearance.

She was so excited to talk to Al the next day that she barely ate any dinner and could hardly sleep. After getting ready, Tiffany opted for a short, red skater skirt, with a vintage crop-top, and 5 inch black, sandal heels. Once again her breast forms were covered enough to look real and the small patch of stomach that showed was taut and feminine looking.

Her butterflies were so strong that she had to take a deep breath to stop herself from shaking before entering the store.

"You know you've been working here for a couple of months, you don't need to keep showing up early!" Al joked.

Doing her best to humor Al, Tiffany gave a hearty laugh and flashed a smile at Al, before putting her stuff down in the back. After punching in she helped Al by putting some items back, opening some new inventory, and helping any customers who came in. By the second hour she was nearly jumping out of her skin waiting to tell Al she had made her choice. After ringing up a customer she noticed that the store was empty and Al was just finishing checking in some new inventory, she figured this was the best time.

"Hey Al?" She piped up.

"Yeah?" Al said, looking towards the desk. "What's up?"

"I thought about the offer you made a a while back and I made a decision."

"Oh!" Al said, with hope in his voice. "Remind me, what offer and what did you decide?"

"About...umm...appearing in your films. And option 2...for now."

"Oh! Right, that offer and option 2 was?"

"Starring, or appearing rather, as a trans female actress." Tiffany answered her voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay, are you sure? You sound a bit timid."

Clearing her throat, Tiffany reassured Al that she was serious but had a question.

"Can I have a different appearance and name for now? And later, if I ever feel comfortable enough, appear with my real name and appearance?"

"Absolutely!" Al reassured her. "I've got high quality wigs, professional makeup artists, and almost all the female talent use stage names. So, let me print out some paperwork and get your preferences what you are looking for in your co-talent."

Most of the paperwork was pre-filled, as Al was able to transfer her existing information over. The only information she needed to provide was her "stage name" and what kind of talent she wanted to work with.