Option 1...for now.

Tiffany thought about Al's offer her entire ride back, even when she stopped into the local **** store to pick up some makeup removal wipes.

If I chose option 1, then I'll need extensive surgery before I can do full movies.

Option 2 allows me to do anything, but I might not be as big a star.

Option 3 gives me both, but I'll need to have two personas.

Option 4 is the safest, but also the most boring.

She continued to mull over the possibilities as she stopped in the parking lot of an abandoned gas station, changed into her "normal" clothes, and removed her make-up, just in case her parents were home early. She breathed a sigh of relief as neither were home yet and quickly packed away her things, before starting a long tease session with her boi-cunt. As always she loaded up her playlist of hypnos and began to slowly tease her dildo, her mind pretending that it was the real thing. She used the moans of the men in the videos as cues to move to the next step.

First it was long licks from balls to tip, then sucking on the head, next was tonguing the slit, then some in and out, then occasional deep throat, before ending with rapid fire deep throat. Her little clit was aching for release, but Tiffany refused to rub herself. She lived by the motto that during her waking hours she would only be allowed to cum through penetration. Nevertheless her clit ached horribly and were it not for her Mother's car pulling into the driveway, Tiffany might not have been able to fight the urge.

As her mind slowly started to clear from the fog of lust, Tiffany decided that the best option, for now, was to go with option 1. It could open up a lot of opportunities to meet real men, have some actual anal experiences before filming, and she'd get to suck cock the whole time too! It was a smart decision and winning decision. She could always add anal videos later.

She was so excited to talk to Al the next day that she barely ate any dinner and could hardly sleep. After getting ready, Tiffany opted for a short, red skater skirt, with a vintage crop-top, and 5 inch black, sandal heels. Once again her breast forms were covered enough to look real and the small patch of stomach that showed was taut and feminine looking.

Her butterflies were so strong that she had to take a deep breath to stop herself from shaking before entering the store.

"Early again?" Al noticed. "Keep it up and you'll be promoted within a week."

Doing her best to humor Al, Tiffany gave a hearty laugh and flashed a smile at Al, before putting her stuff down in the back. After punching in she helped Al by putting some items back, opening some new inventory, and helping any customers who came in. By the second hour she was nearly jumping out of her skin waiting to tell Al she had made her choice. After ringing up a customer she noticed that the store was empty and Al was just finishing checking in some new inventory, she figured this was the best time.

"Hey Al?" She piped up.

"Yeah?" Al said, looking towards the desk. "What's up?"

"I thought about the offer you made yesterday and I made a decision."

"Oh, that was quick!" Al said, with hope in his voice. "What did you decide?"

"Option 1...for now."

"Umm...option 1, remind me which one that was?"

"Just...gloryhole." Tiffany answered her voice barely above a whisper.

"Okay, are you sure? You sound a bit timid."

Clearing her throat, Tiffany reassured Al that she was serious.

"That's great, let me print out some paperwork and get your preferences what you are looking for in your co-talent."

Most of the paperwork was pre-filled, as Al was able to transfer her existing information over. The only information she needed to provide was her "stage name" and what kind of talent she wanted to work with.