Secrets are revealed

"You're doing what??"

Despite her crippling infatuation Ami was repulsed by hearing that Haruto had been selling her pictures on a Onlystans of his own. Her dismay and rage couldn't be pinpointed to one specific reason as there were many. First of all she felt betrayed and hurt. She'd believed they were for his own pleasure. Not only had he used her for his own gain, he didn't even appear to find her attractive. Secondly was the monetary factor. All the money she'd been missing out on could've gone towards more clothes and accessories that'd generate more attention. The third reason was attention in and of itself. There'd been people PAYING to see her naked?

Despite her outrage Ami couldn't help but get a little excited by the idea of people paying to see her nudes. It almost made up for the time wasted the past week where she wasn't "allowed" to post photos of her own. Almost.

Those thoughts could however wait until later. She now had a much more pressing matter at hand; Standing up to Haruto. She could file a police report on his ass. She could actually sue him. Not only for the money he'd made off of her photos, but for emotional trauma and possibly even defamation. Sure she would've probably done it herself had she known there was a market for it, but on her own terms and most importantly; With consent.

Just when Ami had overcome the initial shock and built up enough courage to stand up to confront him, a pain began to flare up in her thigh. When it subsided it left Ami standing bewildered. What had got her so worked up? Was she really considering standing up to Haruto? As if. She'd roll over just as she did with everything else in her life. Looking up at the offender, Ami couldn't help but feel that the deficit between them in terms of height was off. For some reason she felt as though she had to tilt her head further up to meet his eyes than usual. Perhaps it was her feelings of inferiority that had manifest themselves, making her feel physically smaller as a result. Or perhaps he'd just grown. The last, and presumably impossible reason that crossed her mind was that she'd shrunk, but that'd be impossible.. Right?

Haruto had made it very clear that he intended to continue taking advantage of Ami. He proceeded to give her the choice between joining him and helping out willingly with the process. She'd follow his instructions down to a tee. If she did, she'd be given some "allowance" based on her performance across various platforms. If she refused, he'd continue taking pictures on his own of her. Perhaps **** her into sending over more stuff knowing full and well that she'd never dream of making a case against him, or reporting it to any sort of authority. She'd simply take t he **** and hope it went away by itself.

He'd caught on to just how low her sense of self-worth was and perhaps most importantly; How docile she was. She had yet to protest any of his suggestions up until this point despite him feeling as though he'd crossed the line several times over.

With both options ending in her naked body being uploaded to the internet the sensible choice was to play ball and at least get something out of it. Being involved in the process gave her a sort of false sense of control. Not to mention she could experience her fans' attention first hand.

The first thing Haruto established after having Ami's blessings was that she needed to alter her appearance in some way to stand out more. He said she was insanely drab, bland and boring. The words stung more than anything she'd ever heard before. If there was one thing she was more insecure about than her actual body it was her complete lack of personality. Apart from watching anime there really wasn't anything going on. She was painstakingly uninteresting and hated it.

Despite hating the way he'd phrased it, Ami acknowledged his point and listened to his proposal. On one hand she wanted to at least appear slightly more interesting, though the thought of standing out was terrifying.

The first round of allowance she received was promptly spent at a saloon according to Haruto's strict instructions. It didn't feel right that he got to dictate how she spent her money as well as taking the vast majority for himself. Had there been an actual spine under all that self doubt and meekness, perhaps she'd protest his management..

Sometime later during the same day Haruto and Ami met back up to take some photos featuring her new look. It was something that had been requested by a few of her (his) patrons. Over time there had accumulated quite a few of them who had certain interests to say the least. There was consensus that she should alter herself in some way to make up for her bland appearance, though they also agreed that it should look more like a **** attempt rather than a tasteful change. This is precisely the reason why she now sported bright green hair rather than a more subtle blond or even streaks for that matter..

Despite Ami being ready to go all out from the get-go, Haruto insisted that the first post be on the downlow in terms of content. No nudity, just a little tease. It was the business side of him that did the thinking. He knew it'd entice certain parts of his following into commissioning specific prompts for her to follow. Especially after seeing how quickly she'd submitted to their request of having her dye her hair in a rather repulsive color.

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