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Nobody had any idea what to expect when that link appeared. After all, how could they? It has never happened before, so how would people even know how to react when all of the social media accounts belonging to their favorite pop star, one of the biggest pop stars on the planet even, posted a link to an ultra-obscure porn site with no context at all.
Now, to be fair, it wasn't all that obscure, at least among the fandom it was meant for. A good number of the more fanatical Swifties had heard of the amusing fact that, in 2015, Taylor's team had bought the domain ITaughtTaylorSwiftHowToGiveHead, to prevent anyone from either falsely or truthfully describing how he taught the superstar to fellate his member.
As they've bought it specifically to prevent it from ever being used, it was thus shocking, even given the context of all of a super famous singer's social media accounts, from her Twitter one to the Tumblr one, posting an apparent porn link, for said porn link to be one to this specific website.
Were Taylor's accounts hacked? That seemed to be the most likely possibility and the one the vast majority of people had quickly come to believe, but bizarrely, no statements from either the singer herself or her team were issued to clarify the matter. In fact, all attempts to contact them, both by the media and the fans, went unanswered.
With seemingly no other recourse, people just started clicking the link. Nobody knew what to expect from it. Apart from the fact that it was a link to some file hosted on a site bought by Taylor's team in 2015, there was no indication of what lay on the other side of it. Even in the URL address, the file's name, after the name of the site itself, was just five zeroes followed by a one.
Still, when people saw that clicking the link took them to a black screen with a countdown of white numbers in progress and a message informing them that, "The video will premiere at 6:00 PM," written next to it, a lot of people were nevertheless quite surprised and confused. Those feelings only strengthened when, after the two minutes which were needed for people to find out what was happening and explain it on the internet, the sharper-eyed viewers noticed that the countdown wasn't towards when it was going to be 6:00 PM in any place in North America, it was a countdown to when it was going to be that time in the UTC+07:00 time zone, the time zone most of South East Asia lives in with cities such as Bangkok, Hanoi, Jakarta, Phnom Penh and others located in it.
That meant that the video was about to play in about 44 minutes after it was simultaneously posted on all of Taylor's social media accounts.
Unlike with the previous set of numbers, only a few people realized at the time that a duration like that was chosen as it was the sum of the dates of days Taylor was to perform in Singapore, as well as the fact that those days were in March of 2024, but after the fact, a lot of people claimed to have "obviously" figured it out the moment they saw it.
Regardless, when the timer ran out, what greeted her fans was the sight of their idol in a situation none of them had ever seen her before, except for maybe the most perverted of her male fans in their craziest wet dreams.
"Hi everyone!" the superstar greeted her fans, clad only in pink, Hello Kitty-themed underwear with a bra consisting of two Hello Kitty faces connected by a barely-visible pink string, and with cat ears on her head. "Thank you all for watching this special video of mine. This goes especially, especially to all my fans in South East Asia. This video is meant for you guys."
After she said that, she repositioned and straightened herself making her boobs appear larger than before both because the camera was now lower in relation to them than before and by pushing her chest forward.
Somewhere next to the bed she was on, at the very edges of the screen, faint, frantic movements could momentarily be seen.
"I've seen how destroyed you guys were when the only concert stop there was Singapore. After all, there's so many beautiful and great countries that so frequently don't get any big artists visiting at all because they are just so poor," she said, quite clearly feeling not just sad, but genuinely angered at how so many of her fans were let down, and in such a predictable and stereotypical way to boot. "I obviously couldn't just leave so many of my amazing fans sad, so, I decided to make an apology video. Of sorts," she said with a large and more than a bit perverted smile on her face.
Once again, movements could be seen at the edge of the screen. This time, however, they didn't stay there.
"Unfortunately, there's only so far a privileged, white, Western superstar like me can go in understanding her dejected fans from a completely different culture. So, for my apology to actually mean something instead of being yet another meaningless babble any D-tier celebrity repeats when caught in a scandal, I decided that I need some local help," she explained, spreading her arms invitingly as a group of five men entered the shot.
"First, there's Thawatchai," Taylor introduced the man in what was the far left corner of the shot, who smiled and waved at the camera in response. She didn't bother to add that he was from Thailand, as both his name and the Chut Thai he was wearing made his nationality obvious to those fans of her this video was meant for.
Compared to the others, he was right in the middle height-wise, as well as clearly the youngest one of them, with a massive amount of youthful and boyish charming cuteness to him.
"Now, we have Khemarin and Quang," she said, introducing the two men standing in front of her bed, right in the middle of the scene. Once again, if their names didn't make their nationalities obvious, the Sampot and Áo Dài the two respectively wore definitely did.
The Cambodian was a bit shorter than the Thai man to his left, but what he lacked in height, he made up in nice musculature. Along with that, he seemed to be almost the same age, just a bit older, and while he's lost some of that boyish cuteness compared to Thawatchai, the lot that he still had contrasted perfectly with his well-developed and well-defined muscles.
The Vietnamese, meanwhile, was striking. With his beautifully chiseled, regal even, facial features and decent height, he looked like an actor playing the role of a handsome prince or an awe-inspiring king in some historical epic. It was quite fitting that he stood in the middle of their group because most eyes were sure to be glued on him.
"And finally, there's Zainal and Wahyu!" Taylor happily announced as she pointed at the two men standing by her bed in the right corner of the shot.
The former was a very muscular man, easily the most muscular out of all of the companions Taylor had invited for this special video of hers, as well as the eldest, being somewhere in his mid-thirties. Facially, he wasn't much. He was decently attractive for sure, but it was his body, covered in a beautiful and expensive-looking Baju Melayu, that made him stand out among them.
The latter was in much the same position. Not a bad face at all, but for him, it was his height that made him stand out. A lot. Out of all of the men, he was the only one who was taller than Taylor, and quite a lot so. The batik shirt he was wearing must've been one of the biggest and longest on the market, and it still seemed like a single bad move of his large and towering frame would rip it apart. Looking at him, both Taylor and Zainal wondered how often he had met people taller than him when walking through the streets of Jakarta, something which if they had to guess he could've gone days before experiencing.
Zainal continued to look at the Indonesian for a while. Taylor, meanwhile, quickly snapped back and turned at the camera to prod the action forward.
"Quite a handsome bunch, aren't they?" she asked the audience. "I only wanted the best representatives of the people who I saddened, and maybe even angered, to help me apologize and to show how sorry I am. That's why they have those gorgeous national costumes on. This isn't me, a rich, American superstar, doing a video with some paid, rented models doing this for money, the video then meant for faceless, interchangeable consumers. This is me, Taylor Swift, a regretful woman, truly apologizing to certain groups of people, certain nations that I've slighted with my non-presence. That's also why I have this snug, warm, plushy kitty bra, which I would never show on anything official," she said, as she squeezed the pink Hello Kitty bra she wore, making her beautiful tits look twice as big as they actually were for a few moments while they were squeezed.
"This is truly a personal video for all of my South East Asian fans and whoever else wants to watch," she said, audibly silencing a snicker as she said the last few words. "So, how about we get started! The boys are so, so hot and cute in those traditional clothes, but don't you all think that they should take them off and start the fun?!"
The way she had set up the situation, it was clear that she wanted to have some fun teasing both the audience and the guys in the room with her, maybe sending a few teasing facial expressions in the camera's direction, but she miscalculated. She was too hot, and the guys were too horny and eager to fuck her, fuck her beautiful, in-shape body, fuck her tight pussy and her pretty mouth, and cover her entire face in their cum. The only facial expression she showed the camera was unfalsified shock when she realized that it took just seconds for all five of the guys to take their clothes off, and now it was on her to hurriedly take off her bra and panties to comfortably take care of their rock-hard, fully-erect cocks which were now all pointing at her.