Rajani had been tempted throughout the rest of the day to check her phone for how many lonely depressing men had subscribed to her content, but just decided to save the surprise for the next morning, and she got a surprise, alright.
☃︎⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅.ೃ*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛.ೃ࿔‧͙ ‧͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆.ೃ࿔‧͙❆ ͙͛⋆꙳•̩̩͙☃︎ 𝓒𝓱𝓪𝓹𝓽𝓮𝓻 𝓢𝓮𝓿𝓮𝓷 ☃︎⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅.ೃ*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛.ೃ࿔‧͙ ‧͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊⋆.ೃ࿔‧͙❆ ͙͛⋆꙳•̩̩͙☃︎
It was a beautiful Sunday morning - the birds were singing, the flowers were swaying in the wind, and the sky resembled a watercolor masterpiece with hues of pink, gold, and blue. The gorgeous morning was definitely something worth documenting since it was eye candy to anyone casually walking on the street.
Rajani woke up and looked outside her window to see rays of pink light streaming down on any surface it could touch. She was beyond excited to start the day, and of course, it wasn't because of some little rainbows and sunshine.
Before even completing her morning routine, Rajani opened the app, PushinPorn, and clicked on her most recent video to see how well it had done.
You see, she had been dreaming about this very moment in her sleep. In her dream, Rajani had earned one million dollars from the promiscuous video that she'd posted, and she expected nothing less in real life.
When Rajani opened up her video data to see how well her video had performed, she anticipated that she would have a fat bank account but was shocked to see that her video had performed poorly.
The video had fifty-two views to its name while other videos boasted about fifty-two thousand. It had eleven likes but Rajani was not liking the outcome of her decision one bit.
What the hell? Eleven weirdos jerked off to my pussy and I didn't even get a dollar off that shit? she thought while glancing at her phone.
The tab "Revenue" was opened on her phone, and she was giving it a dirty look because it revealed how she barely get a dollar for her hard work of making herself cum.
Rajani sighed and rolled her eyes.
What do I have to do to make myself popular on this damn app? she thought.
Rajani took a look at all the popular non-free video thumbnails and titles to see which videos were most intriguing to creepy, balding 35-year-old men and noticed that in nearly every video, there was at least one man and one woman having sex.
Also, there seemed to be a pattern of "cheating" involved. The titles of all the top videos were a bit like:
"Cheating on my Husband with His Brother!"
"Fucking my Cousin's Girlfriend!"
"Giving my Step-Bro Dat Sloppy While my Husband's at Work!"
Other than that, there were extremely popular videos about threesomes, foursomes, and how many dicks a beautiful slut with thick thighs can take-somes, but Rajani already knew that there was no way that was happening. She felt uncomfortable enough just searching up the word "porn."
Rajani made sure to remind herself to keep this in mind when making her next video, and she knew exactly who to film the video with.
☃︎⋆꙳•̩̩͙❅.ೃ*̩̩͙❆ ͙͛.ೃ࿔‧͙ ‧͙❆•̩̩͙.ೃ࿔❆ ͙͛⋆. 𝓐 𝓯𝓮𝔀 𝓶𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓷𝓽𝓼 𝓵𝓪𝓽𝓮𝓻... ࿔‧͙❆ ͙͛⋆꙳•̩̩͙.ೃ࿔‧͙ ‧͙❆ ͙͛ ˚₊•̩̩͙.ೃ࿔ ͙͛.ೃ࿔‧͙ ❆‧͙☃︎
"Hey, Ravon, how are you?" Rajani said to her boyfriend over a call.
"I'm doing great, babe. Are you feeling okay?"
"More or less," she replied. "I wanna ask a question."
"Of course, what is it?"
"Is it okay if I can come to your house and chill with you?"
"Netflix and chill?"
Rajani giggled. "Whatever you want, baby."
"Ooh, in that case, come over right now, I'm gonna be here waiting," Ravon replied.
"Okay, I'll get ready; see you soon, bye!"
"Bye, babe."
Rajani ended the call and quickly got ready to go to her boyfriend's house. She wore an oversized white t-shirt and gray shorts that gave whatever person who would end up behind her a promiscuous view of a bit of her round, fat ass. Since Rajani didn't want her father to see her like this when she would eventually go down the stairs, she tied a gray hoodie around her waist.
She threw some comfortable furry slides on her feet and went downstairs to see her father in the living room, smoking another cigarette.
"Hey, Dad," Rajani said while grinning like the Grinch.
Mr. Archarya put down his cigarette and turned to his daughter. "I hope you're not going to chase me out of my own house, again."
"Um, no, of course not, Dad, I'm just going to chase myself out of the house!"
Mr. Archarya raised an eyebrow. "What do you mean by that?"
"I want to go to Ravon's house. It'll be quick, I promise."
"No, Rajani," Mr. Archarya replied as he shook his head, "you've been going out a lot lately, can't you just stay home for a bit?"
"I stayed home the day before yesterday, and you didn't seem to appreciate me as much then? Why're you caring where I go now?"
"Because it's lonely by myself. Just stay in the house, okay? You can go to Ravon's next week."
Rajani's expression turned bitter. "Next week? Dad, don't you know how far that is from now? Just let me go!"
"No, Rajani, you're staying here today, okay? Now go to your room."
"Well if it's so lonely without me, then why would you make me go to my room while you're here in the living room?"
Mr. Archarya sighed. "Y'know, Rajani, I don't need to see you to feel accompanied. Though it's nice to be in your presence, I feel happy enough knowing that you're near me."
Rajani was more pissed than piss, and was planning to scream at her father like he had stolen something but just sighed and nodded her head instead. She could never yell at him like that after he validated his love for her.
"Okay, Dad, I'll go to my room," Rajani finally muttered.
She trudged up the stairs of her house and frowned. Because of Mr. Archarya's newly discovered "loneliness," Rajani wouldn't be able to wake up to a bank account full of zeros (and a number in front of the zeros, of course). By refusing to allow Rajani to go to her boyfriend's house, Mr. Archarya ruined Rajani's entire plan.
She walked in circles around her room and considered calling Ravon to tell him that she wouldn't be able to make it to his house, and was about to when she stopped.
I can't wait a whole nother week for my dad to get his shit together. I need to make this money now! Rajani thought.
She was being encouraged by a tiny, imaginary demon floating above her shoulder.
'Yes!' the demon said. 'You're right! And what if something else is trending by next week, something that you can't perform? You need to make this bread right now! I mean, he'll surely forgive you once you raise enough money to make his jet-black lungs pure again.'
Rajani agreed with the demon and plotted her escape. It may be confusing to think about why there was just a demon and no angel, but that angel was ignored a long time ago, ever since Rajani started bribing people to give them what she wanted with her body.
I'm pretty sure that I'm just gonna have to escape through the back door since that's the easiest way to escape, Rajani thought. I'll just say that I want to get something, then BAM! I'm gone! Alright, let me go downstairs now.
Rajani ran downstairs and walked over to her father, but not before grabbing her phone. That small item was the most important part of her plan.
Mr. Archarya turned to her daughter and smiled. "Hello, Rajani."
"Hi, Dad!" Rajani replied. "Check out this new song I found, I think you'll like it."
"Haha, you know we don't like the same type of music, Rajani, I don't think I'll like the song."
"You definitely will! Just try it, it's good to try new things. Plus, this song isn't even new, it was made in the 70s, just how you like it."
Mr. Archarya chuckled. "Okay, I guess I'll listen to it."
"Okay! Here, put my headphones on."
Rajani handed her father a pair of old headphones and he put them on his head.
"Can I have your phone to put the song on?" Rajani asked.
"Sure, here it is," Mr. Archarya replied as he took an old, cracked phone out of his pocket and passed his phone to his daughter.
"Thanks. Is it okay if I take a bra that I left by the back door after I play the song?"
"Of course."
Rajani connected the headphones to Mr. Archarya's phone and played a nice song from it. She turned the volume high enough so that her father couldn't hear her voice but kept it at a healthy volume.
Rajani then walked to the back door and waited for a bit, just in case her father called her to tell her that the song was horrible or something. She grabbed the knob of the back door and opened it slower than long division. Finally, Rajani stepped outside for the first time in what she thought felt like years. She slowly closed the door and ran out of her backyard and into the neighborhood.
Yes, I'm finally free! Rajani thought. It felt like I was Rapunzel in that bitch. Anyway, Ravon, here I come!