An Artist

You are an artist who draws, paints and sculpts women that are erotic and sensual beyond human comprehension. The women you create are so sexy that countless relationships had ended after one partner walked in on the other masturbating furiously to the drawings you post on your social media accounts on a regular basis. Meanwhile, every other erotic artist on the internet either retired, figuring that it was pointless to compete with you, or quickly faded into obscurity as the continued, either out of sheer passion of what they do or, more commonly, as a foolish and futile attempt to usurp you as the ultimate erotic artist.

Paying attention to the effect your characters had on people, you decided to start a online shop that sold sex dolls personally designed by you, with all of the overpowering eroticism that was present in your past and and more. Within 2 weeks of the shop opening, you were a billionaire with dolls being sold out on backorder for the next five years despite each one costing as much as a family car.

Art critics all over the world puzzled over how you were able to design women that were so much sexier and more appealing than every other artist. The answer to that question was simple. All you had to do was to look at your reflection in the mirror and then design a character that had one percent of the sexual appeal of what you saw there. As impossibly sexy as your creations were, they couldn't even begin to compare to your own body.

While you have kept your real life identity hidden so far, you were starting to think about how much of a shame it was that nobody could bask in the glorious sight of your own body, and that maybe it was to time to change that...