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"Happy twenty-first birthday." Your mom, looking hot as always, carries a huge cake with 21 candles burning into your studio. All of your streaming crew sing the Happy Birthday song and insist that you make a wish before you blow out the candles.

You can't believe that it's been three years since you stepped on that bus to Peninsula High and started your new life... but it has.

All of your original stars have graduated High School and most of them are in college now... still streaming for you as you diversify what's become sort of a porn empire. It turns out that hot California girls sell whether they're High School Hotties, Cool College Co-eds, Massive Mammary MILFs, or Sexy Surfers, among the various channels you've created.

You let Tanya handle the popular Masturbating Males channel by herself, and you've turned down her suggestions that you help out there. You've got enough to do keeping your family happy.

So, you have to decide what to wish for when you've already gotten everything you could possibly dream of. Every day, you get to fuck the cutest 18-year-old high school girls. Every night, there are twenty of your closest friends and family hoping you'll invite them into your bed. Every month, you get nice funds transfers from multiple streaming services, porn aggregation sites, and Patreon (and thank you very much if you consider supporting Matt with Patreon). Last month, you bought out Tanya's dad so no one owns you. Life is good.

Still, you've got to make a wish.

You look over the girls surrounding you. There's your mom and Karen, the women who've been with you your entire life. {if **** = false} They supported you even when they couldn't understand why you were doing what you did. {else}Who would have guessed that such sexy women would chose to let you become their lover? Not that Karen didn't pretend it wasn't for 'practice' for when she got a real boyfriend. She gave up that pretense a long time ago, though.{endif}

Then there is Wendy, the first girl to actually talk to you on the bus... a girl as shy then as you were. She's grown in confidence since then... you suspect that having millions of fans admiring her body would tend to do that. She even got her sister to calm down when she finally turned eighteen and got her cherry popped by you for the joy of those viewers.

Cindi and Pam and their mom are all watching you as you consider the candles. Cindi is the girl who helped you realize that you could attain your dreams if you only went about it strategically. She was the one who saw through the mask of perfection that girls like Tanya and Natasha put on... and taught you how to help them. She was also the girl willing to be the perfect girlfriend... at a time when you were practically afraid even to talk to girls. And Pam was your first real sexual experience with her handjobs in the car and her topless college-girl spin the bottle party.

Then there's Tanya... she went from being a complete bitch to being your business partner. She took on so many jobs in the early days... filming with low-quality equipment and terrible lighting, working the audio, filling in when any of the talent had their periods or had family obligations. Despite her own psychological problems, she always had your back.

Mrs. Chadra beams at you proudly. Your trig teacher, with the biggest tits in the world, stood by you and fought for you when the school tried to shut you down. She made sure you passed all of your classes and graduated when it seemed like you'd end up a dropout. Not to mention her tits.

You can't forget Amy. She had that plastic surgery she wanted... both on her face and her boobs, and she's now a super-model when she isn't doing streams for you. If you told anyone that her mom actually paid you to dance with her, they'd say you were smoking the funny stuff again.

You look over at Natasha. She had seemed the unattainable. The ice queen, beautiful, perfect, and unattainable. But she melted for you... and you sometimes think you enjoy sex with her more than any other because she isn't sexual at all with anyone else. It makes you feel special.

Not that all of the girls don't make you feel special.

You look over all the girls again, then make your wish and blow.

All twenty-one candles go out as your girls break into applause.