It's a Living

Sophie spent the rest of the day, and the next morning before work, doing everything she possibly could not to be naked. She slept in a t-shirt and leggings, showered in her swimsuit and dressed and undressed awkwardly but successfully in a way that always left the parts of her that her fans wanted a view of covered up.

She felt very uncomfortable as she rode the train to work. For all she knew, any one of her fellow commuters could be following her unwanted OnlyFans account, masturbating over her nude content and asking her avatar intensely intimate questions they would be receiving accurate and detailed answers to. She tried to reassure herself that wasn't likely. She had around three and a half thousand subscribers the last time she checked. That sounded like a lot, but when they were spread throughout a planet with a population of more than eight billion, the chances of one of them being on her carriage were extremely slim. That didn't stop her from feeling extremely paranoid and stealing glances at nearby male passengers to see if they might be giving any signs they knew who she was, though.

The thought of anyone in her office subscribing was even more daunting. The worst part about it was, if someone was a fan of hers, they were extremely unlikely to let her know. There was a small but realistic chance that any one of her colleagues could be making pleasant conversation with her in the office, then going home and jerking off over images of her showering. The thought of it made Sophie's skin crawl.

She had to put those thoughts out of her mind though, as she reached her desk, booted up her PC and tried to concentrate on the report she really needed to get done by the end of the day. Sophie had barely loaded the document when Alison, her arsehole boss, the one who she sometimes oddly fantasised about being stripped naked by, appeared at her desk.

"Sophie, can I have a word with you in my office?"

"Um, yes of course"

That was never a good sign. Sophie was quickly racking her brain as she tried to think of what recent piece of work she could have fucked up to the extent it warranted a conversation behind closed doors.

"Why don't you take a seat?"

The first thing that hit Sophie was that Jenny from HR was already in the room, waiting. It seemed like this was going to be even more serious than she had anticipated.

"Is everything okay?" Sophie asked nervously.

The other two women shared a subtle look, then turned back to the nervous employee.

"As you know, Sophie, you are not just a part of this company when you are in the office, you represent it in your own time too" Alison began "Therefore, your personal conduct in your private life reflects on us all just as much"

Sophie was starting to dread where this might be going, desperately hoping she was wrong. Alison continued, looking to Jenny for guidance to ensure she chose her words correctly.

"We expect a certain standard of behaviour from all of our employees, and I shouldn't need to tell anyone that publishing pornographic material of themselves publicly in exchange for cash falls way below that line"

Sophie felt her stomach drop. She wasn't prepared to acknowledge that this was happening yet. It still didn't seem real to her. She decided to play innocent.

"Pornographic material?" she repeated in feigned bemusement.

Alison turned her laptop around to show Sophie what was on her screen.

"Is that you, Sophie?"

Again, Sophie felt a horrible jolt in her gut. She knew there had been nude pictures of her online, but had managed to convince herself that it would only be total strangers in far flung parts of the world who she would never come into contact with that were looking at them. Being confronted with her own naked body in an environment like this was extremely jarring.

The picture couldn't have been more innocent. It was a rear view shot of Sophie in her kitchen, cooking while naked. She lived alone, and it had been a boiling hot day. She really hadn't seen the harm. But, of course, she could hardly have guessed her fairy godmother could have been watching.

"How did you find that?"

"Another employee had your photos on their screen and was showing them to some of your colleagues. That is also unacceptable and they will be disciplined separately" Alison remarked as Sophie suddenly felt even more mortified "Now answer the question, is that you?"

Sophie could hardly deny the incontrovertible evidence in front of her, no matter how ashamed it made her feel.

"Yes, it's me but..."

"We chose that picture to show you because it is comparatively mild. Some of the other content on your profile is far more explicit, far more depraved..."

Jenny shot Alison a look, as if to indicate that such judgemental language was ill advised. The HR rep briefly took over, in a more sympathetic tone.

"Is there anything you would like to tell us, Sophie?"

"That account has nothing to do with me. Someone set it up on my behalf without my consent. The pictures were taken without my knowledge. I'm trying to get it taken down. I can show you the emails. I'm the victim here!"

"Nice try Sophie" Alison cut in with an almost smug look "We contacted the platform. They assured us with certainty that your account was fully verified using your passport and driver's licence"

"I'm telling you, someone else is passing themselves off as me!"

"And taking photos of you in your shower without you noticing?" Alison sneered.

"Let me just set out what is going to happen next" the far more reasonable Jenny took over once more "Sophie, we are putting you on a month's paid leave while we investigate this fully. I would advise you that, if you shut your OnlyFans account down, the most likely result will be a written warning. However, if it remains live, that will directly contravene company policy and your continued employment here will be in serious jeopardy"

"I already told you, I'm trying to get it shut down!" Sophie complained in frustration.

"Then I would strongly suggest you keep trying" Alison snapped "I think we are done here for now. You should head home so as not to cause any more of a distraction to your colleagues than you already have done"

A shamefaced Sophie walked back to her desk and gathered her belongings before heading to the exit, convinced her co-workers were all watching and waiting for her to leave so they could gossip about her once she was out of earshot. She dreaded to think which one of them had found and signed up to her account and how many of them had now seen her naked. She also began, quite naturally, to fret about her future. Her job sucked, but she needed to work to pay her rent, and just about any other job she applied for would have the same reaction to one of their staff moonlighting as an OnlyFans girl.

As she left the building, Sophie's phone buzzed. It was a message from her bank, and she opened the app to check it immediately, in the hope that some forgotten direct debit expense hadn't sent her into her overdraft. Instead, it seemed she had received a payment. It was her earnings for the past 24 hours on OnlyFans. She gasped out loud in astonishment. That was more than a week's wages in her current job. She still desperately wanted to shut down the stupid porn account and go back to her normal, plain but steady existence, but, if she was unsuccessful in that, at least she wasn't going to starve.