Watch a documentary.

You go back to your room and directly to your computer.

It isn't hard to find a shock documentary about the dark side of the cum trafficking.

Various ways exist, from very high priced events where rich women will pay a fortune for a bukake experience to more affordable cum spiked drinks and even a cum based substance that is smoked in pipes to get some high.

You would need a way to find customers anonymously. You decide to start looking for a mask and a pseudonym. You find an old cat mask from a past school play and decide on the name Schrödinger after the famous physicist and his cat experiment.

You have no idea how to make crystaljizz and no contact to organize a bukkake so you decide to go with the spiked drinks.

A trip to a store gets you a pack of 12 small 150 ml glass bottles of farmer apple juice, the troubled aspect will hide the cum in it easily.

It's a pain in the ass to find any port in this universe, it's like the Internet has been wiped out. Or more likely invented during the prohibition. It feels wrong to see the web deprived of its main purpose.

You manage painstakingly to gather a mix of classical art, primitive tribes pictures, Olympic gymnasts and flirty pop stars. Each offers either the exposed skin or attitude necessary for your production.

With one load you can spike two bottles, three if you want a cheap product.

After hours of efforts you put back the cage and air your room to avoid getting caught. You have now 12 expensive bottles of cum flavored applejuice.

You only have to find customers.