Luna's feet are cold and her contacts are drying out. She shoves on a pair of sheepskin slippers over her stockings and knots her robe. Today’s makeup is rough but holding. It’s always a good body day or a good face day, sometimes both. One day it will be neither, but for now there’s always something to work with. Luna is considering packing it in for the day and going to the gym. Her site ranking is so low this week that she’s only making a couple of hundred dollars a day. Even after they introduced separate categories for AI models and real girls her income has rarely matched what it once was. When she really wants to piss herself off she browses the Virtual rankings, topped by dragon-dicked succubi and baby-faced Eurasian ingenues who can service 1000s of clients simultaneously for 49c/minute. Once she saw one that she swore had ripped off her features. It was the eyebrows and the way its mouth moved in the preview. MatureJenni held a respectable position on the third or fourth page and was probably out-earning Luna, but there was no way to prove it had stolen her face. Luna wasn’t sure, maybe she’d consented to such a thing in the terms of use anyway.
The worst clients used to try to haggle by saying that the Eastern European girls were only charging $2/minute, now they were trying to get Luna to match the AI rates. Never mind that a real girl needs to eat and sleep, preferably indoors. She’s already had three timewasters today trying to get her on cam for free to “prove that she’s real”, as if she weren’t already verified through the site (you hold up a piece of paper and write a verification code - the AIs can’t do handwriting). Just as she sets her status to offline, a new contact pops up. Works like a charm.
15 minutes is worth staying on for. She switches back to online.
Luna thanked god that he wasn’t wasn’t wasting any time.
Fuck
Body Mods are a version of the customisation tools that clients can use on the AI models, except they work on the cam image in real time. The clients pay an extra site fee to use them, Luna doesn’t see a cent of it. She doesn’t even know how the clients choose to manipulate her image. Probably better not to know. Luna whips off her robe and flicks her cam on to check how she looks. Diffused natural light from the left, warm fill light from the right. Clear throat, reposition tits and do a warm-up smile.
Luna checks the money’s there and hits the call button. The client is seated at a desk and visible from the chin down. She smiles and waves coyly at the camera, pressing her boobs together. “Hey there, just give a minute with these settings ..” She waits awkwardly as he edits her body.
He’s editing her voice too.
His hand is below the desk now and his pale arm is jiggling. Luna is beyond irritated and starting to feel sick.
He’s panting now.
***
The guy was a fucking creep, but Luna got a kick out of cutting him off before he came. The session ran overtime and he didn’t want to pay for more. She blocks him straight after ending the call. There’s a new message and contact request waiting.
Luna rolls her eyes and hovers over the block button. These guys are usually a waste of time. On a whim she types:
She checks her sales page and a $10 tip actually appears. She accepts the contact request.
Small potatoes but Luna will take it. The findom guys never spend much and they usually want a lot of attention in exchange for it. He’s calling her now. Luna checks her sales again and accepts the call. A man is standing nude from the waist down with his face out of frame, tugging on his soft dick.
He dips his face into frame for a moment. Luna pretends to take a screenshot.
He comes in close to the camera and starts typing.
The call disconnects and Paypig Jeff disappears from her contacts list. 1 minute 51 seconds. Not a bad way to earn $40.
Luna figures she’s earned a break and puts her robe back on. She makes an instant coffee loaded with sweetener and scrolls for a while. Someone she went to school with has gotten poly married. Cardiff is still underwater. Kelp gel is the safe new alternative to eggs. She bookmarks a workout idea and thinks about wrapping up again, checking her laptop. Another new message and contact request.
Interesting. Luna made good money on the now defunct CamgirlIndex, she has no idea who this guy is though. She accepts the contact request.
If only.
He pays and Luna calls. A middle aged man in dark-rimmed glasses and a cable knit sweater appears. Not bad actually. He leaves his mic off.
It’s kind of true, a lot of men do look the same.
Luna knows that for most guys it’s better.
Luna makes her face gentle and open and looks into the cam so it’s like she’s making eye contact. She feels at ease with this client, he has a kind face. She hopes he’ll become a regular again.