Dressed in a sexy blue lacy lingerie that does no justice in hiding her beautiful, well-defined body, Nima walked in style towards the camera set up for her shooting.
She sat on the white sofa in her half-lit apartment, with her legs crossed in a dramatic fashion. Nima gave her signature smile before opening her mouth to start.
"Hi beautiful people, it's your girl, Nima. Welcome to my YouTube channel, and like I would always say, thank you for streaming with me, and I hope it impacts your sex life.
Welcome new beauties and kiss kisses to you that stick to your baby girl. Don't forget to click the like button and subscribe to my channel to get updates on how to do it right to keep your man." Nima finished her welcome speech and blew a kiss at the camera.
She was more motivated in the opening speech, thanks to her audience's comment on how they just couldn't get enough of her cuteness in those introductions.
"Okay, guys." She claps her hand and looks seriously at the camera. "In our last video, I appreciated your feedback, guys, and I'm happy to know that some of you guys are spicing it up with your man already.
I.... hum... picked the most requested video in the comment section, so here we are beauties. Today, I'm going to be teaching you guys how to give your man a perfect ride." She winked.
"You know what I mean? How to drive your man wild and make his head spin.
So watch and see if there's anything you might be missing out or could help you improve your known knowledge." Nima winked cheekily once more, imagining her audience giggling at her last line.
"Now, let's welcome our co-host for today." Nima reached behind the sofa and pulled out a well-sculpted male castrated sex doll with tight muscles and a handsome face.
This is the awkward part because Nima knew all YouTubers on the same line invited a healthy living man for their shoot, but what can she do?
She has come to terms with her situation and just tried to ignore comments related to how it would have been awesome to see a man's reaction to her displays.
The video was put to a pause as she went to position the doll on the bed and then resumed the recording.
Nima continued to show her audience how to position themselves on their man and made the perfect waist work to accomplish a perfect ride.
The explanation went on as she spoke about common mistakes that tire women out quickly and are less enjoyable for men.
The video lasted for 40 minutes before she finished her closing speech and told them how she looked forward to communicating with her audience and how her next video would depend on their requests.
The video was paused once again, and she returned to the couch.
"Love you guys. Bye!" And that was it for the day.
****
Nima slumped on the couch after her camera had been turned off, pushing the day of her editing of the video to the following day.
It was happening to her again.
It was getting worse to the extent of her feeling frustrated.
Whenever she was done with her video shoot, the strong urge to have a man wrap her in his embrace was now driving her crazy.
She would feel restless and dizzy with want.
Her plump chest heaved up and down while she reached for her phone to send a message to her only friend.
The only person she felt like she would be lost without. Today's video is an assumed success because of her.
She was in the midst of typing when an incoming call came in.
Speaking of the angel….
Nima wouldn't dare associated the word 'devil' with her friend.
She's the best thing that ever happened to her.
"Hey Nim, I'm guessing you're done with your video. How did it go?" Her friend asked as usual.
"Emily, Where are you? Gosh, I'm so selfish, but I wish to see you so badly." Nima groaned selfishly and heard Emily chuckling at the other end.
"Will be there in 15 minutes," Emily replied.
Nima hummed and ended the call. She felt bad for using her friend for everything she wanted.
Comfort, cuddles, help, advice, and so much more. Emily is practically her everything and anything before she brought her fantasy to life through her YouTube channel and felt like her life now had significance.
At least hundreds of women were sending her emails to seek her advice, and so far, she has been able to give them, but all this was also thanks to Emily.
Emily had the experience she lacked and would teach her in a way that would make a picture in her head, while her reading and watching of adult rated content made her improve more.
She always believed that she would be the best partner for any man she fell in love with because of the knowledge she had obtained.
Nima remained at the same spot until she heard the door being unlocked from the outside.
"Did I disturb you?" Nima asked as she stood up to hug her friend, who had just arrived.
She had short blonde hair that had been ironed flat with the tip resting on her shoulders.
Round hazel eyes and thin pink lips. Her long lashes framed her hazel eyes so well, making her look like the most adorable existence.
her facial exude cuteness, why her slim yet toned body exuded sexiness.
Her slim figure embraced Nima in a hug before they crashed on the sofa together.
"I will always have time for you," Emilly said as she stared into Nima's eyes.
"Now tell me what got my friend riled up so much that she needs me."
Nima felt embarrassed at that moment, but she didn't hide anything from Emily anyway.
"I am not sure if I will make sense. The thing is, instead of being excited to edit my videos, lately, I've been feeling uncomfortable." Nima voiced her thoughts.
No one would believe she was the bold girl shooting an intimacy coaching a while ago.
"Tell me." Emily urged, and Nima covered her face with her palm.
"Gosh! This is so embarrassing."
"Common, spill it. Make my trip here fruitful. Let me return knowing I've put your mind at rest." Emily retorted while pulling Nima's hands from her face.
Nima lost all resistance as usual.
"I felt like doing the things I teach for real. At first, I thought it was because I was lying to my audience about the experience when I lacked it, but I think it's getting to be a real need. I'm worried that this urge would be perceived on screen one day." Nima bit down on her lower lip. Her exceptionally blue eyes seemed to brighten in hue as she awaited comfort, advice, or just anything.
Emily sighed softly.
"I'm sorry. I shouldn't have called you for this nonsense." Nima apologized awkwardly, but Emily just rolled her eyes.
"As long as those urges weren't to f*ck me, instead of a man, then I'm cool."
They both chuckled, but surprisingly, Nima didn't get a response. Instead, Emily just pulled her close, and understanding that she had nothing to say about this, Nima just enjoyed the warmth.
Emily stared at Nima with a serious expression that Nima would never have believed her friend could pull off.
No matter what she advises, it will just feel like a poke to Nima's soft spots. She couldn't risk being careless and got her moody.
Nima doesn't interact with people. Not even a greeting to her would be responded to.
She thinks of herself as a weird individual, but if only she knew...
If only she knew that she wasn't a measly human, but a powerful demon.
*****
The video was uploaded the next morning.
Nima could be seen laying on her stomach on her usual spot, which is none other than her couch.
She was going through comments with a smile on her face.
@princess: Thanks, Nima. My poor hubby has been enduring shitty cowgirl for the past 6 years, lol.
@koala: @Princess, you're not alone in this. No wonder my man was quick to switch positions as soon as possible, Haha.
@anna: If it's breakable, I would be jailed already fr.
@Tyra: Thanks, Nima. I love your lingerie, btw. You look so sexy yet adorable at the same time. I wonder how one could pack both shit in the same body. Love you.
Nima's smile only grew larger as she read her audience's exchange. She would reply to some of them while liking some comments.
She thought the day would be another healthy day without her thinking of the past she couldn't recall and a future that scared the shit out of her, but it took a different approach to throw her mind into a frenzy of emotions as she received an email.
Email from Joel Matt: You need real experience to spice up your channel, baby girl. I will chat with you tonight. You look stunning, by the way. Your eyes are rare and beautiful.
Nima panicked.
Her heartbeat accelerated, making it feel like it was going to jump from her chest. Her big round eyes stared at the email with deep fear rooted in them.
Sweat of panic trickled down her forehead as she took a big gulp of the build-up saliva in her mouth, and then she felt extremely thirsty.
"This can't be." She murmured.
Did someone just find her out?
So many questions spiralled in her head.
Could this be the discomfort she felt today, thinking it's some lusty desires?
Oh, God!
Her fingers trembled, and as usual, a pull to contact Emily erupted in her heart, but she knew this was more than needing comfort. She would worry Emily.
If it was about her personal feelings and all, she wouldn't think twice, but this involved a third party. She didn't want to exaggerate things that might not even be worth stressing about.
She decided to ignore the mail, believing that whoever it was must be silly.
How will he get her number...
What was a guy even thinking by watching videos meant for women?