The Self-Purification of Melody Meyers (cam girl to virgin)

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The Self-Purification of Melody Meyers (cam girl to virgin)

Postby Sen Oluguat » Sat Jan 19, 2019 9:57 am

The Self-Purification of Melody Meyers
By Sen Oluguat

Melody had had a good run on Stagr. The donations she had gotten for her amateur porn blog had helped put her through undergrad. However, the news had recently broken out that all adult content would be removed from the site halfway through December, and they had already started flagging posts so users would have some idea of what to expect in the future. Melody scrolled through her myriad of posts, and saw the orange banner over and over again. "Your post was flagged." She knew her little side hustle couldn't last forever, but she had hoped to keep doing it for another few years at least until she got her Masters degree or PhD. The money was great - almost enough to dissuade her from getting a real job at all, but she was truly passionate about her work in physics, and no amount of money (or lack thereof) was going to stop her from getting her degree and becoming part of that world.

She didn't know exactly how this "adult content purge" was supposed to work. She also had fandom and art blogs that she didn't want removed, and so she decided to be on the safe side and use the "Review Flagged Posts" feature to go back down memory lane and delete her posts one by one.

She looked at her most recent post, from a week before the announcement. It was her and another girl, Lynda Syns, she had met through Stagr: scissoring, pegging one another, licking each other's pussies. All over-the-top stuff that both of their followers had eaten up. The photo-set went on and on. She remembered how nervous she had been - it had been her first time collaborating with someone else. Up until then, her "career" had always been a solo thing she did on the side. The longer she ran her blog, the more adventurous she had become, but until Lynda Syns reached out to her she had never seriously thought of a collab. She had never even been with a woman, and the idea of having her first time doing so being on camera flustered her in a way she hadn't felt in a long time. She remembered scrolling through Lynda Syns' stagblog and realizing the more and more she saw that she *needed* to do this collab. Not because it would be great for both of their bank accounts, but because she was getting a nervous energy in her stomach the more she looked at Lynda. She had felt this way before, looking at girls, but she had always written it off - found excuses to see it as lesser than her feelings towards men.

She looked at her expression in the last photo, the first one she had taken. The look of pleasure on here face was genuine. Lynda Syns knew her way around a clit, and had kept Melody in a state of bliss through the whole shoot. She was so out of it afterwards, she could barely think. She had been fuckdrunk in a way she had never been when she was with a guy.

As her mouse hovered over the delete button, she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret and longing. If Stagr didn't have this stupid purge, she could have kept collaborating with Lynda Syns, but she wasn't even sure where the two of them would end up when the dust had all settled. She let out a heavy sigh, and hit "Delete."

She blinked a few times and looked at her next flagged post. It was a submission from Lynda Syns she remembered getting a few weeks ago. It was just a picture of Lynda Syns and a short message:

"<3 I luv ur stuff, we should totally do something together sometime <3"

The post had hundreds of notes, and Melody couldn't help but bite her lip looking at the picture. Lynda Syns was perfect. Her breasts, her long red hair, her tattoos. Melody remembered spending a few minutes scrolling through her stuff and thinking that she *had* to reach out and say, "Yes, yes, yes." But in the end her nervousness had gotten the better of her and she never had. Oh well, no use thinking about what could have been. "Delete."

She went on deleting posts until she came to one that made her smile. It was her, legs spread apart with a very heavy-duty looking piece of equipment between her legs, and her eyes rolled back into her head in pleasure. She remembered when it had arrived in the mail. The vibrator to end all vibrators. Ridiculously huge and powerful, it almost looked like a piece of construction equipment - exactly the sort of thing she wouldn't have bought when she was first starting out. ("Isn't just being naked enough anymore!?") When she had opened the box, she had her doubts about whether it would even *fit* her, let alone whether it would feel any good. She remembered turning it on, feeling her arms shaking vigorously with the force and having one of her few moments of serious doubt about her choices. Then she had slowly lowered it to her pussy, and with all determination she could muster she penetrated herself with her new toy. She remembered it hurting at first, but that hadn't last long. The stimulation was incredible. It was almost like she was being shaken on a molecular level, could feel it in her whole body but especially between her legs, an incredibly building sensation that she wondered if mere mortals were even capable of enduring. When the dam had broke, and she was left in the sticky aftermath she remembered looking down at the powerful machine in her hand and realizing that things would never be the same after this, she couldn't go back to something weaker.

Smiling wistfully, she clicked "Delete."

She saw an image of her with her new magic wand between her legs. That had been pleasant enough - maybe could have gotten a little more adventurous in the future. "Delete."

She looked at the GIF of her playing with the the discrete little vibrator she had bought. She had felt something, but it had mostly been a disappointing investment. (Not that her over-the-top acting would have you believe that.) However, her audience had seemed to enjoy it, and she could see a world where she might have kept investing more in toys like that. "Delete."

The next picture was one Melody remembered taking vividly. Her first picture after her breast augmentation surgery, shortly after her break up with Caleb. She had been making decent cash from her side gig, but she knew her figure was holding her back. Her breasts weren't even small to begin with, they were perhaps a bit above average size-wise, but she had suspected that she could be making more if she made a little investment in her future. And it had paid off almost immediately. Her follower count tripled in a few days, and she was getting more horny anonymous asks than ever. The donations that came flooding in had paid for the surgery several times over.

Things had been a little shakier in her public life - people wondered why she wanted something like this. And although she did notice a handful of people treat her differently after the surgery, she had already been a busty physics student who struggled to be taken seriously because of her appearance, so the whole thing was a pretty lateral move to her. She almost didn't want this documentation of her past to go away, but she knew she would feel better about this whole thing tomorrow. "Delete."

Melody shifted awkwardly in her chair. She had been suddenly thrown off balance, as if her weight had redistributed itself, or as if she had somehow lost mass altogether? She looked down at herself in confusion. Something about her body felt off. She cupped her breasts in her hand. She had been seriously considering an upgrade, but she liked her more natural look. She was already talked down to or ignored as a serious mind by the people in her life, the last thing she needed was another excuse for them to write her off as a bimbo who only went to college for her Mrs Degree. Besides, Caleb liked her breasts just fine the way they were.

She smiled thinking of Caleb. He had been so supportive of her blog once he had found out about it. She didn't know how she had found such a deep, thoughtful and sex-positive feminist boyfriend. Oh god was he sex positive. She had been 19 years old and running the blog for two years and had worked her way up from scandalous outfits to *gasp* showing off her breasts. It had felt like a dark secret, and it wasn't even making her that much money. Then Caleb had come into her life. He had asked her out, dated her for a few months, lovingly deflowered her and built up her confidence in nearly ever segment of her life. Then he had found out. She left her computer logged in, and he had seen her blog.

She had panicked, wondered if this was the end. Would he think she was lying about being shy and nervous about sexual matters? Would he not realize that this was an outlet for her to make a little cash, and pretend to feel confident and sexy - something that had always been difficult for her? But he hadn't thought any less of her. When he found out he was so supportive. He even offered to help her take her blog to the next level. The idea of other people desiring the girl only he could actually have was *so* hot to him, and they had taken to fucking right after every one of her shoots, which contributed greatly to the authenticity of her "fuck me" eyes in pictures. Caleb was always behind the camera, and that look was always reserved for him.

So many pictures came from that time. "Delete," "Delete," "Delete," "Delete"...

She came to her first topless photos. She looked back at herself, trying to look like she didn't have a care in the world. Pretending she looked like a goddess, like she was gorgeous and outgoing and sexy. She knew she was none of those things in reality. It was crazy, she was about to start her grad work and she was still a virgin. Looking back at these pictures from years ago, when she was trying to make a little side cash to maybe escape the mountain of debt she was looking forward to, she wondered how so little had changed. Well, at least she had stopped posting anything to her blog. That was probably good for her career in the long term - what if someone ever found out about what she had done? She was a little embarrassed that it was taking Stagr's recent change in policy for her to finally delete all these old, embarrassing pictures. Overall, she couldn't regret too much - they had helped pay for a few textbooks. Too bad she never had the stuff to be a serious cam girl. "Delete."

Melody found herself looking at a picture from years ago. She was in an outfit she would never feel comfortable wearing in public - a miniskirt that showed off her lingerie when she moved, and a top that showed off her cleavage nicely. She found it incredible that she was able to swing a little cash just by dressing up sexy and acting for a few minutes. It wasn't much, but people paid to see her move like a nubile snake and tug at her clothes - showing off just a *little* more skin, but never revealing everything. She definitely got plenty of comments asking for more, but she had gotten freaked out by the whole thing and stopped almost as soon as she had started. That was all the ancient past now. "Delete."

Melody sat looking at the blog she had started, but never posted anything to. It was years ago now, and she had barely even thought about it in the intervening time. She wasn't even fully sure why she was looking at it now. She had had all sorts of plans - make money, get compliments and feel sexy, but had never had the confidence to even post one picture. Now she was thousands of dollars in debt for school, and had never even kissed a boy. She loved physics, but sometimes she felt like something was missing from her life and it was too late to ever get it back. Was it her curse to be the eternal wallflower, with all the other girls with good looks and self esteem always running circles around her? She let out an exasperated sigh. "Delete Blog."
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Re: The Self-Purification of Melody Meyers (cam girl to virg

Postby SaoirseCook » Sat Jan 19, 2019 10:21 am

Amazing!
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Re: The Self-Purification of Melody Meyers (cam girl to virg

Postby audipwr87 » Sat Jan 19, 2019 11:12 am

Fantastic story! I always love a slow transformation mentally and physically and you did it perfectly. Well done!
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Re: The Self-Purification of Melody Meyers (cam girl to virg

Postby ChaosDoll » Sun Jan 20, 2019 2:54 am

It's kinda scary how much I can relate to the plot of this story. Well done!
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