I had been working for a low budget, amateur style porn studio for about a year, S.K. Flix. We were pretty much 3 guys and a camcorder, and we took requests and made whatever we thought people would buy. That's how we got into vomit movies. There was a demand for them, and no one else was making them, so we figured we'd give it a go, if we could find any willing girls.
The first 'script' we came up with was Carsick Christie. Pretty straight forward. The basic idea was that a girl would be riding in a car with us, announce that she wasn't feeling well, and after holding it down for a few more miles, get out of the car and vomit for the camera. Stupid plot, but whatever. It's not like that matters.
Dave, the founder of S.K. Flix was in charge of casting Christie; I just showed up with my camcorder and a full tank of gas. We'd been worried we wouldn't be able to find a hot enough girl willing to make herself puke, but it was surprisingly easy. She was happy to do that rather than fuck. I don't know where he found 'Christie' but she was decent enough- about 5'4" with a fake tan and bleached out blonde hair that was still brown at the roots. She swore she never did anything like this, but I doubted that. Probably some sort of sex worker with a drug habit to support. She was wearing a tight blue dress that barely covered her pink bra, and she had on cheap looking high heels.
We got into the car and started driving, and I started filming. Sometimes having to stock footage comes in handy. She sat in the back with roger, but I made sure not to get his face in the shot.
"So how does this work?" Christie asked.
"Well," Dave explained. "We should get some footage of you eating first. We're going to get some fast food and we'll film you eating a couple burgers or something. Then you can take this medication that'll make you puke. So while we're waiting for it to happen you should say some stuff like 'oh I don't feel so good' or 'I feel really car sick'. And when you're ready to throw up, we'll pull over, you get out and puke on the ground, and that's that. Then you get your money."
"Yeah, that sounds good," she said.
I couldn't believe she was so calm about it. Like she was just doing any other job. She must really need to money.
"Okay lets get some good footage. Say, "I'm so hungry, lets get something to eat"" Dave instructed.
Christie said it back.
"I don't know" roger said to Christie, in his terrible acting voice. "Eating on a long drive can make you carsick."
"Oh no I'm fine. I never get carsick. I can eat so much and still feel fine." She said. Perfect. She was a pro.
We got her three hamburgers and filmed her slowly eating all of them as we drove.
"Okay, now its time for the ipecac." Dave said, and I got it out of the glove compartment and poured her a large dose in a plastic medicine cup. She drank it and followed it with two water bottles.
"Do you want me to start talking about how I feel sick?" she asked.
"Yeah," roger said.
"Oh," Christie said, feigning illness. "I don't feel so good. I feel kind of carsick."
"I told you not to eat those burgers." Roger said.
"Oh yeah, you were right. I feel pretty nauseous." Christie said, clutching her stomach. It was the worst acting I had ever seen.
"What did you eat earlier today?"
"Well before the burgers, I actually already had lunch and breakfast," she said. She was speaking naturally again, not fake acting for the camera. "I had a breakfast sandwich and some orange juice, and for lunch I had a salad."
"Oh wow, so a lot is going to come up" roger said.
"Yeah," Christie laughed. "Hey, how long does it take for this stuff to work?"
"It says 15 minutes on the bottle," I told her.
