They both began moaning as Jess rode Sasha slowly. Her entire upper body rocked and swayed with the motion, her heavy breasts bouncing hypnotically as she controlled the grinding pace. Sasha responded with a primal energy, her hips rising to meet every thrust, caressing Jess's body as she wrapped her hands around Jess's full breasts, squeezing the soft, heavy flesh and kneading her nipples.

​"Yes—oh, yes—make me come, baby," Sasha moaned, her voice catching as she gasped. "Fuck, I'm going to squirt all over your damn couch if you keep that up!"

​Jess leaned down, breaking the scissoring friction just slightly to capture Sasha's foot, sucking her toes and arch in a display of total fetishistic devotion.

​"You like that, you greedy little slut?" Jess growled, her mouth leaving Sasha's foot. She looked up, the camera capturing the complete transformation in her eyes—pure, unfiltered lust. "I told you I was going to ruin you. I want to feel you soaking my thighs! Tell me you're mine!"

​"I'm yours! Fuck me harder!" Sasha screamed, driving her hips into Jess's center as Jess resumed the relentless grind, their bodies locked together until the simultaneous spasms racked their frames.

Jess began rubbing her clitoris with her free hand, her pace becoming frantic and unmanageable. Her breath hitched, her eyes rolling back into her head as she drove down onto Sasha's center with a final, overwhelming momentum. The slick, wet sounds of their clitoral collision became deafening as Jess's hips pulsed faster and faster.

​"Oh, god!" Jess screamed, a raw, guttural sound, her entire body seizing as her climax hit. Her powerful hips hammered down repeatedly, her legs trembling violently. Sasha's body mirrored the reaction, her back bowing off the couch, her hands clutching Jess's waist, feeling the deep, electrifying release as she screamed Jess's name.

They climaxed in a synchronized, messy heap, their wet bodies fused together by the sheer force of the mutual spasms, their chests heaving, until they collapsed onto the sofa cushions, slick and utterly spent.

"You taste good," Jess said to Sasha, who giggled.

​She rested her hand on her thigh, stroking it gently. "I see why Druski chose you."

​I cut the camera immediately, the sound of their ragged breathing replacing the sounds of passion.

​Sasha turned to me. She looked at my pants and smiled.

​"Looks like we awakened the giant," she teased.

​Jess chuckled playfully. "Too bad you couldn't be part of this scene, Druski. I'm really hopeful of a possible threesome scene in the future."

​"We can do it now," I said, testing the waters, the throbbing behind my zipper demanding release.

​Jess shook her head. "Sorry, but I don't fuck with skinny dudes," she said, before dropping her voice into a seductive, playful tone. "You will have to work very hard for me to let you hit...."

​"Ouch, that's very disappointing," I said, then pointed at my bulge. "Would you guys help me out with this? You did this to me, after all."

​Jess looked sideways. "Your cock is tempting, but I told you my reasons, Druski. Not yet....."

​I turned to Sasha. "Care to help...."

​"Nope..." Sasha said, crossing her arms.

​"What? Ugh, Sasha, please...." I begged.

​"Three hundred dollars," Sasha said, seizing the opportunity.

​"Huh? Three hundred dollars? Come on, Sash...."

​"Three hundred dollars for a blowjob," she said with a naughty smile. "...or you can just jerk off."

​At the end, I couldn't convince her to do it for free, so I agreed to pay her. I quickly transferred the $300 from the revenue account that was already starting to tick up from the "Executive Decision" scene.

​She got on her knees and wrapped her mouth around my cock. All the while Jess watched, lying on the couch with fascinated eyes.

​I felt Sasha's hot, wet saliva envelop me completely. Her tongue pressed against the frenulum, and her cheeks hollowed around my thickness. Then her lips tightened with intense, practiced pressure. A primal force stirred within me, a sudden, desperate urge.

I slammed my hips forward violently, beginning a relentless thrusting rhythm.

​Sasha's moans were muffled, choked by the sheer size and speed as her throat struggled to keep pace. Her cheeks bulged, and her neck strained as she fought to take me deeper.

​"Ughhhh!!" I roared as a torrent of semen erupted from my cock and struck the back of her throat with a force that made her body convulse. Her mouth seized as she desperately tried to swallow everything.

​"That was interesting to watch," Jess said from the couch, her voice husky. She got up. "I will go and take another shower, and then we can watch the video you shot, Druski."

​She looked at Sasha, who was wiping the residue from her chin. "Do you mind joining me?"

​Sasha smiled and joined her. They disappeared through the corridor holding hands and giggling.

The system notification glowed in the corner of my vision, a strange, silent validation.

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​[QUEST COMPLETE: SCENE #4 SUCCESS]

Scene Quality: Exceptional (x1.5 Multiplier activated).

Reward: $1800 deposited into digital wallet.

Attribute Reward: Size improved through forced exertion.

[SIZE: +1 Point Applied (Current: 6/10)]

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​It seemed like the system rewarded me even if I didn't have sex with a girl, but as long as I took part in it.

​I was learning a few things about its perverse rules. The size increase was the most unnerving. I checked my crotch. My cock felt noticeably thicker now—less a 'little difference' and more a solid, satisfying weight.

​I was left alone, still slightly dizzy and heaving from Sasha's expert, costly blowjob. We had nailed the scene in just one intense shoot, which was a relief. The last thing I needed was another wave of 'horny hunger' when I had a crime boss's accountant bearing down on me.

​Now that the immediate physical demands were met, my mind snapped back to the crippling reality: Big Mom's four hundred thousand-dollar sword hanging over my head, and the constant, suffocating surveillance from Red Eye and Two-bit.

​I jumped on the computer and logged in to my XXX Global hub account. I pulled up the subscriber dashboard, and a wave of frustration mixed with relief hit me.

​The conversion wasn't the tidal wave I'd hoped for, but it was a massive spike. My free subscribers had only ticked up to 20,034—a slight increase. But the paying subscribers had climbed sharply to 1,400. This brought my projected Monthly Recurring Revenue (MRR) to almost $49,000. Including my system reward, and the small revenue overflow after paying Sasha, I had a working capital of about $52,000 in total.

​I slammed the laptop shut in frustration. "$49,000 MRR. That's fantastic... but I'm still agonizingly far from that $400,000 target. I can't keep relying on one-off, high-risk condo shoots."

​"I need to talk to Sasha about the girls. I need women power for this to work," I muttered, pacing the room. "The only way to hit that kind of volume is consistency. I will need to open a dedicated porn studio."

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