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You awaken to a blinding light, you try to turn your head in such a way that the light goes away but that's just not happening. You slowly open your eyes and are rewarded with a searing head ache. You take a minute to collect your thoughts and examine the situation.

Your dick feels like it went for five rounds with a boxer and if your balls echo with a hallow ache. Your groin is splattered with various fluid and you even have similar stains up to your breasts, your grass skirt is no where to be seen. All around you is a gooey mixture of sand and what you can only guess is your semen. There's eight bois laying in various positions around you, in a deep content sleep, you can see your cum still leaking out of some of their asses, but most of it is dried and crusted around their bumholes.

You slowly stand and immediately regret the choice as your stomach lurches painfully. You quickly find a nearby trash can and begin expelling your dinner. You keep vomiting for about a minute and then you wipe your mouth off with your forearm. You see that the entirety of floor B2 now has shifted into a brighter environment, still dim, but much brighter than last night.

You lean over the trash can and hang you head over the hole, keeping your eyes closed as your rolling stomach calms down. You feel a warm mouth gently take your glans into it's mouth. You look beneath you and see the first boi from last night, she removes your cock from her mouth and gives you a sweet smile.

"You make good more. Very big cum!" she says in broken English, then goes back to sucking on your limp dick. You push yourself off the the trash can and lean down, removing the boi from your dick. You help her up to her feet, give her a small embrace and send her off with a swat on her ass. You can't get tempted to fuck again, you feel like you'd die if you tried.

You stumble painfully through the club, making sure to take an offered trash bag with you, just in case. You make your way through the "village" area and past the doors into the shower room. You see a few people, who you assume might be employees, showering the sand, sweat and other debris from their body. Two asian bois with gaping assholes point at you and giggle to each other at the other end of the showers.

You run water over your body, being sure to clean any caked on lube and cum stains, but your dick still reeks of boi lube. You head through the straw curtain and show your stamp a new futa employee who proceeds to enter the number and retrieve your belongings. As you turn to leave the futa stops you.

"Hey pal! Management wants you to have this!"

The dark skinned futa hands you a disc with "EPIC!" written on it in marker. The futa also pulls out clipboard with some papers.

"That's your sex tape, from what I hear you're a legend! And no, we didn't film you specifically, but you were fucking in public so our security cams caught it all. Management thought you might want a souvenir. Also," she hold the clipboard out to you as well as a pen, "Bosses want to know if you'd allow us to use the footage down in the Warrens. We'd play it in the theater and also sell it as movies, you'll of course be reimbursed."

You nod groggily and attempt to make sense of the paper. If you're getting the gist of this agreement right, you'll receive twenty percent of revenue from every purchase or viewing of your sex scene and that the management would be interested in speaking with you about working together in the future. You sign your name, put the date and scribble your personal phone number on the paper.

"Cool," says the futa, "I'm sure someone'll be in touch with you."

You continue down the sterile white hall, holding your bag of belongings and ride the elevator up to the ground floor. As you exit the elevator a boi or girl, you didn't care to pay attention, hands you a cold bottle of water. You take the bottle and begin draining it, throwing it in the recycling can as you leave the club.

You make the twenty minute trek, bare-foot and naked, to your apartment, unlock the door and step inside. You toss your belongings onto your coffee table and sit heavily on the couch. Suddenly your eyes snap to alert. One thought rushes through your mind as the realization dawns on you.

D-did I just become a pornstar?