Always a big titty goth girl

Your dick aches for relief, you attempt to step away but your eyes cant look away from the salesgirl. Her gothic curves seem unnatural, impossible, irresistable. Nothing matters as you stare at her. She glances over as she finishes helping a large futa with a bikini purchase. She speaks but her dark green eyes remain locked on you. With a smile the customer walks away, the salesgirls brow scrutches with a realization. She digs behind the counter and pulls out her phone. Raising it to your hrad level from afar she swints. Joy spreads over her pale face before she rushes to you.

You try to swallow but your mouth is dry.

"This is you isnt it?" She gets out excitedly. Peering down you see two images, one of wheel of futanari and the second of diana deep inside you. You nod weakly, unsure of what comes next. "Big fan." She says masking an extra excitement in her voice. "Listen, my mom owns this shop.. we are doing ok but weve been chatting about a commercial. Wed pay 100k easy for you to shoot something advertising it?"

You stare is silence, this wasnt what you expected at all.. fame seems to just follow and reward you for every cock you enjoy.

"Im a film major of course but id rather be an actress," her goth monotone voice fails again to hide her excitement. "Just follow the script and.. fuck a few cocks."

The blood rushes back to you dick. This.. could be the answer to your problems. You cant stop staring at her, gorgeous goth.

"I uhh i..." you stammer. You have never been good at expressing your own needs. "Could i fuck you?"

The salesgirls eyes widen, with no answer she takes your hand and leads you to the door. "Well shoot the entry here, ill have to write a script and call some friends but youll make your way through the store. Find some action in the changing area and then, ill be waiting for you." She bites down hard on your ear before heading into the store.

Futa push by you for several minutes while you wait awkward in the entrance. Several cop a feel of your ass while you wait. A little guilt fills your mind as you think of karen waiting for you. It doesnt last long as the salegirl emerges from the store. Her shirt is replaced with a dark purple, black and pink lingerie bra and her hair is shot up from her head elegantly.

"Hey doug, this is paige," a tall futa next to her nervously extends a hand. "Shell be in the dressing room, dont worry shes not in the shot too long. Just follow the script." She nods to her other side, "this is erica," a shorter futa with big fogged glasses nods to you her arms full of video equipment. "Shell be filming. We will go get set, you begin when you are ready." She thrusts a paper in your hand before paige and her walk into the store darkness.

Erica stares unblinking as you read through the script. Your heart flutters, one little job and the financial nightmare ends.