Email

Stacey her heard email alert ding. She opened her email and saw a message from someone named "Ghost Cock," and the subject line read Stacey's ENF.

Stacey clicked on it and a window popped up. It was a live feed from her room, showing her in the nude bent over the table her laptop was on. "What the fuck?!"

"Yes, Stacey. It's you," said the voice. "I've been filming you for quite a while."

Stacey looked at where the camera seemed to be. She saw the small camera on a bookshelf between two books. She walked towards it.

"Uh uh uhhh," said the voice. "I would not touch that unless you want this live feed sent to everyone on your contact list."

Stacey froze. "What do you want, asshole?!"

"'Asshole'? That was a mistake, Stacey."