-- Anon, do you know what an OnlyFans is?
The question caught you off-guard while dining. As you were pretty tech-savvy, your Mom started asking a lot of questions about it, which you answered to the best of your knowledge. Finally, she gave in that she was thinking about starting one.
Your Mom was a really attractive woman and she knew it, as guys still tried hitting on her and other women couldn't hide their jealousy. With this in mind, you told her you wouldn't be comfortable with it, but deep inside, you knew where she was coming from: rent, gas and overall prices increases and the fact your dad wasn't sending any alimony anymore for you and your Sister put your family in a financial tight spot.
You cautiously told her that everything that gets uploaded in the Internet, stays in the Internet forever. Your Mom got the memo and understood where you were coming from.
-- But I can like... Create content without showing my face, right? I've seen people doing it that way...
Hearing that relieved you. You were already worrying about your friends and classmates finding out and how it would impact your social life. God, some comments were bad enough already; you didn't want to even imagine what they'd say once they saw your Mom's OF.
"Well... It can't hurt to try, right...?" You naively thought to yourself.
And just like that, your Mom's OnlyFans journey started. Her content was pretty mild; the videos and pictures were just her showing her cleavage...
Touching her breasts...
Showing her ass...
Stretching in sensual poses...
It wasn't that bad... The only problem was that your Mom, not really knowing how social media marketing worked, started promoting her OF with her private Facebook, with her Instagram, and even with her WhatsApp Status.
Soon enough, everybody knew about her OnlyFans. Your friends, family members, old teachers and classmates...
Her OF was doing well at first but after a while, the subscription rate slowed down, and some even cancelled them. Some of the reviews were pretty clear on why that happened:
"You're a beautiful woman, but the content is just boring at this point. I can't even tell if it's really you if I can't see your face."
"Dull and always the same. No face, no real sex, hell, not even a dildo. What a joke."
"When I subscribed I was thinking I'd find another kind of content... I can find better things to jerk off by just googling big booba"
"Subscribed 3 months ago and this bitch just won't take a dick on camera. Bitch you have 2 kids, I know you in real life, so you know how to get fucked. Dumb bitch thinks she's special or something"
Your Mom was afraid of her OF stalling. The money she was getting from the subscriptions helped a lot and the sunk costs forced her to make a choice in regards to which content she wanted to put out...
...
Andre is one of your best friends, so much that he's got your Mom's phone number for emergencies, as you both had a tendency to get shit-faced when partying out. It wasn't the first time your or his mom had to be called to pick you up, and even now, at 21 years old, it kept happening to you both.
And since your Mom promoted her OnlyFans using her WhatsApp Status, it was just a matter of time before Andre knew about it.
-- Hey, bro... I don't know if you know but... -- He looked pretty nervous and was talking without looking you in the eyes -- But I think your Mom has...
-- I know. It's alright. It's normal nowadays. -- You cut him off and, not wanting to talk about it, changed the topic of conversation. He seemed to understand and didn't brought it up again.
...
One day you both met to go bowling. Andre came to pick you up but you were still showering, so he waited for you in the living room. There was your Mom too, wearing really revealing clothes. Andre could only imagine what she's been working on.
-- Oh! Hey Andre, how is it going? -- Your Mom greeted him, being as jovial as always with your friends.
-- Hi, Ms. Anon. Great, we are going bowling today...
-- That sounds cool! Are you going with some girls as well or is it just the boys today? -- She said laughing. Those kind of jokes were the norm when talking with your Mom and Andre knew it. He just laughed along.
Before knowing about her OnlyFans, Andre would have never said anything uncalled for to your Mom... But after a mutual friend sent him some of her pictures and videos behind your back, he just couldn't help it; he started seeing your Mom as a woman, and thus as something fuckable.
-- Yeah, the girlies are coming too... You know how mad they get if they don't get invited-- Andre felt the courage in his guts telling him to do it. To say it. To flirt with your Mom. --... Or maybe I'll try and call you, if you want to come...
-- Oh my, how charming! -- She said jiggling -- And I'd think about coming... But I have... Things to do today...
A weird silence ensued. Andre knew he had to fill the void with anything, he had to say something to keep the conversation going. He could only think about the pictures and videos. About her OnlyFans.
-- Ms. Anon, a question... You have an OnlyFans, right? How is it going?
The question took your Mom aback for a second. Andre wasn't the first one to ask her about her OF and she always said it was going okay, but she felt like she could share the truth with him.
-- Well, you know... It was going alright, but it seems like a lot of people, subscribers I mean, don't appreciate the content anymore...
The answer surprised Andre, as he found your Mom's content hot as hell, and so told her.
-- Aww, thanks. You're so sweet... But look, those are some of the reviews... -- He showed Andre what the people had to say and how they insulted herself and her content. Andre was fuming.
-- Those people... They are just so... If I had them in front of me I would... -- Andre gestured with his big fist in front of him. Andre got into a lot of bar fights, and your Mom knew it.
-- Don't worry, it doesn't offend me... But... -- Your Mom stopped talking, unsure about continuing.
-- But...?
-- But... I want to make this work and I don't know what to do... Maybe they're right, you know... They're my customers, so to say. Maybe I have to create other kind of content... More explicit...
They both stopped talking. Andre, being a natural problem solver, just said the first thing that came to his mind.
-- Well, I mean... There's only one way to know, and that's trying something new, you know... That one scientist that invented gravity said something along the lines of "I haven't failed a thousand times, I have just found a thousand ways that won't work"... Or something along those lines... [1]
-- Well, you're right... I've worked so hard, you know... I'm afraid of this not working out... And I've thinking about doing that kind of content but...
-- But...?
-- But... I have nobody that wants to get on camera with me, you know... And I have seen OnlyFans girls doing it with a plastic one... And I already have one too but it's just so awkward, so cold... It always falls off and I have to restart the video... It just feels so unnatural...
Andre realized this was his only chance. He only had to put the emphasis on helping her and not on wanting to have his balls drained by your Mom, which actually was his ulterior motive. He looked at her into her eyes and started talking. His voice was serious, solemn.
-- Ms. Anon... I don't want you to get the wrong impression of me, but I'd willingly support you on your project... And if you don't find anybody compassionate enough to do it, I'd volunteer. I don't need a cut, I don't want money, as just knowing I've helped a damsel in distress is enough reward for me...
