Yes, but with some stipulations

The feeling of the crowd.. the pleasure it all.. this is your life's dream. To be famous..

But.. you think of the first signature you placed since this all started.. this makes this place millions, but what about you. Will your mom be ashamed of what you've become? Maybe you can make this all work.. but what do you want..?

"I want some things first." You say calmly and thoughtfully. "Ms.?"

"Wilson.." her face sinks to concern. "Call me Debra. Well little fuck boy, what is it you want?

"No more name calling," you start your list.

"Unless on set," Debra repeats back to Stephanie who is scribbling as fast as her hand will let her.

"10% of profits including merchandise," you continue.

"5% of profits, mandatory guest appearances on other shows," Debra commands back.

"Housing for my family, really nice too!"

"Studio owned, 9426 king st. is available. Tell Becky Stignam she's fired and to move out."

"A voice in the hiring process."

"Hmm.. it'll be better chemistry. So that one's on the house kid."

You mind flutters around to find more options.. it keeps landing distractedly on Beth and Layla.. what was it.. they were sexy.. and they found you sexy.. their frustrations.. how hard they worked and how hard they were. "Layla and beth! They deserve to finish!" The words escaped your mouth so quickly you almost don't believe it.

Debra pauses and narrows her eyes. "You kid, are going to make me very," she gets closer, "very," your noses are touching, "rich." You can smell the tobacco on her breath. "Rewrite the prompter NOW, get the turtle and bunny in costume. NOW!" She boomed. Her eyes return to yours and they narrow again. "One of them. You get one of them. But I have to keep new talent flooding in, so pick the one you like."

Debra walks away as a voice announces, "one minute left!"

You get into position and ready yourself at the teleprompter.

"Wait I'm not supposed to be in this scene, what am I? Pushing a rock?" Lyla is pushed onto the stage from the right. She is wearing a heavily torn tunic, long roman strapped sandals, and her cock is fully exposed flaccid hanging low. In front of her is a giant boulder.

"Guess little man," huffing, "pulled some strings lyla," Beth's smooth voice was recognisable but filled with struggled huff and wheezing. "This costume is ridiculous!" This is the first sign of frantic emotion from beth to include her inside you. She isn't quite dressed.. she's just inside a big mountain, her d breasts and long cock poking through holds haphazardly cut into the mountain. Is she a mountain top?

It dawns on you. Lyla is Sisyphus and beth is the top of the mountain.

Before you can answer you hear the countdown to start.

Five

Four

Three

Two

One!

The teleprompter starts.

"Welcome back everyone!" You think.. I'm the star.. so let's banter! "I hope you all got off at home, I know I did!" A roar from the crowd told you the joke hit home. You swear you hear Debra and Stephanie yell, "were ganna be rich!"

You continue off the teleprompter, "as we know from the story of Sisyphus. I hades have damned her to push a rock up the mountain for eternity. So our contestants will now be betting, will Sisyphus make it before I make the mountain cum? Or will Sisyphus cum before making it up the hill? Or will sissyphus make it up then mountain with both hard and backed up?" A boo fills the crowd on this last one.

You look to beth and she is grinning ear to ear at you and over to lyla who takes a runners pose ready to push. You glance back at them as the blood rushed to their cocks, slowly lifting the monsters inch by inch hard into the air.

"Ok Emily what will it be?" You say trying to hide a smile of your own.

"500 pts on the mountain cums! I mean come on she was halfway there before!" Emily cries to agreement from the crowd.

"750 pts on the same, it just makes sense!" Violet says to a frown from Emily.

Alexis ponders for a second, "hmm virgin.. probably can't do much. Then the rock gets up the hill and both heroes are still hard for 250pts!"

"On your marks," cried the crowd "get set," your heart pounds in your chest.. what will you do? "Go!"