"Thanks so much for letting me get a selfie."
"You're amazing!"
"I like your shaved look. I wish my girlfriend would do that."
"You can tell you work out. Any tips?"
The queue was almost endless. Casey barely had time to eat some lunch in between photos before returning to class. At least there wouldn't be any more "upskirts" to deal with. There was no more skirt to "up" after all, even if there was still a blackmailer. Anyone who cared to look now could see anything they wanted anyway, and plenty were taking advantage of the opportunity. It was mortifying, even more so pretending she was cool with it. Casey could only hope they got bored with her soon enough and she could go back to a normal life. Well, as normal as it ever could be now as a full-time nudist in a clothed world, with a not-so-secret career as a porn star.
Once classes had finished for the day, she was again swarmed by dozens of people wanting selfies, which made her feel like she was fending off paparazzi as she fought her way to Jolene's car.
"What the fuck is going on?" Jolene asked as Casey got in.
"It seems I have fans," Casey laughed. The absurdity of it all almost made her forget that she was naked for a while, but also the close proximity of so many people had shielded her somewhat, so she didn't feel quite as exposed. She definitely felt a lot less anxious than she had that morning, but that wasn't to say she was at all comfortable now.
Jolene looked a bit worried as she pulled out onto the road. She hadn't anticipated that Casey would draw so much attention. Sure, she'd just made the decision that her sister was going to become a nudist and a porn star, and her popularity was a good thing for that reason, but she hadn't really considered what that popularity might mean for day to day living. She shrugged and decided it was probably a small price to pay in the greater scheme of things.
Once they got home, Jolene asked Casey how she was going with her pussy stretching exercises.
"Have you had another try with the bat again yet?" Jolene asked.
"Arr… no, not yet."
"Is it time for another attempt, do you think?"
"Um... ok. Maybe after dinner in my room before the cam session?"
"I was thinking more like now, out on the coffee table again."
"In front of you?"
"Yes, I want to see how you're going with the bat. Maybe try lots of baby oil again?"
Casey was shocked that she'd have to do that in front of her sister, or that Jolene would be at all interested in watching. It was bad enough doing it for an audience, but an audience of one was somehow worse, and an audience of one who you were related to was ten times worse than that. Her skin crawled at the thought. Nevertheless, it was an order, and as an Indent she knew she couldn't refuse it.
Soon she had her body covered in baby oil again and she began inserting the dildos one by one. Even the "smaller" ones felt huge. Finally, she had the largest one in again. It was slightly easier this time, but still took some effort. Casey thought it was more the technique that she'd learned rather than any change in her anatomy that allowed it to go into her.
Jolene kept watching and instructing her to put her legs further apart, hold the dildo from behind so her hand didn't block the view of her pussy, lean back further and so on. Casey realised she wasn't watching for her own gratification but was instead teaching her how to perform. She didn't know if that was more humiliating or less, though. She was still totally naked and openly displaying her hairless vagina to her sister, while inserting large objects into it, and now she was about to have an orgasm!
"Ok, try the bat now before you cum," Jolene instructed after seeing Casey's legs starting to shake.
Casey pulled the dildo out and then picked up the bat. She held it with both hands and tried working it around her opening.
"I think stand up and put the end of the handle on the ground, and then try to push down onto it," Jolene suggested.
Casey obeyed but it was no use. She couldn't even get it started. She had almost all of her weight on it, so her feet were only just touching for balance, and there was still no give. She looked up at Jolene.
"Not going to happen?" Jolene asked. "Never mind. We'll just keep practising every day until you get it. Go back to the biggest dildo again for now and relieve some of that frustration, you poor thing."
Casey hated it when Jolene treated her like she wanted to do any of this, like she was some sort of wanton slut. But on the other hand, here she was, naked and masturbating in front of her, so if she wasn't one in spirit, she certainly was in body. She was right about one thing anyway. She really did need to cum, and so many people had seen her do that now, it was hardly worth being coy about it.
She stuck the big dildo onto the coffee table using its suction cap and straddled over it again, spreading nice and wide as Jolene had taught her. Then she lowered herself onto it until she felt her pussy accept it, and then slowly squatted up and down until she came, which didn't take long at all in the state she was in. The humiliation she had experienced after spending the whole day naked at Tech, and now masturbating in front of someone, had triggered her already. The massive dildo was the kicker. For some reason, feeling her vagina being stretched to its limits just blew her mind.
As the orgasm took hold, a thought popped into her head. If her life had to be about humiliation and self-degradation, it could be a lot worse. These orgasms were fucking intense. As she recovered, she felt disgusted with herself that she had that thought. Was it only two weeks ago she was still a virgin and had barely ever masturbated before? Now here she was trying to fit a baseball bat into her vagina in front of people. None of this could actually be happening, could it? Surely any minute she would wake up in a cold sweat and breathe a sigh of relief as she realised it was all just a dream?
Imagining herself as a porn star helped her enjoy her webcam session more than usual, but afterwards she felt slightly depressed as she realised she was starting to forget who she was. The edge between the real Casey and porn star Casey was starting to blur. Real Casey used to protest loudly in the forefront of her mind, shouting at her that being naked was shameful, and having orgasms in front of people was wrong. Now she just seemed to passively lurk in the background, just enough to remind her that she was still there and make her feel guilty and constantly ashamed. Could she ever forget that girl? Did she want to? It would make sense to forget her. Her life was mapped out now and there seemed little possibility it would ever be different, but maybe it wasn't that simple? Maybe there was always hope? Maybe forgetting who she used to be would be disingenuous, and would only work for so long before she had some kind of breakdown? The trick might be to talk both versions of herself around into evolving into something new. The registered nudist porn star Casey blended with the real Casey, but without any of the guilt or shame. But how?
Her thoughts continued to trouble her as she went to bed. She realised that she was mourning her old life, which might be the first step in moving forward, but somehow it still felt sad and wrong just the same. Being naked all the time and doing all this sex stuff should never be normal or ok, but there was no changing any of that now. Like it or loathe it, this was her life. Would she be happier if she just accepted it, or would she feel like she'd been broken, and the light would eventually go out in her eyes if she did? Somehow, she had to find a way to make all this her choice. Right now, though, it wasn't. She'd been forced into it, and she knew it. There was no changing that. Still, it had only been a few weeks which wasn't nearly enough time to establish a "new normal". She needed to at least give herself time. She knew that much.
