Chapter 1: Introduction
The YouTube convention hummed with a flurry of activity. Throngs of aspiring and established influencers navigated multicolored posters, clamoring desks, and vibrant tech displays underneath glaring fluorescent lights.
Anna Akana mingled her way through the crowd, smartphone in hand, furiously networking on social media and updating her fans.
"Is the video going live?" Angela, a cheery production assistant, squeaked beside Anna as they darted toward the backstage area, sticks and clipboards swinging like metronomes.
"Three minutes and your panel will start! Can I get you anything beforehand?"
Anna hesitated for a moment, before grinning and tucking a strand of obsidian hair behind her ear. "Maybe some water and if you can find it, a Snickers bar."
"You got it!" Angela chirped, and sped off, leaving Anna slightly cross-eyed in her wake.
Minutes later, the two returned, bar and water bottle in hand. "Better?" Angela asked.
Anna gave a pressing thumbs up.
"Thanks, Angela. I feel minty-fresh."
Angela glanced uneasily at the small crowd of eager creators, beady eyes stapled to Anna. "Better get going. You got quite the audience awaiting."
Anna downed the last glug of water and passed Angela the empty bottle, a trace of nerves in her voice.
"I'm as ready as I'll ever be." She lets out a steadying sigh and strides into the conference room.
A wave of deafening applause gripped the room, backdrop by the luminous glow from a thousand screens. A smile spread over Anna like jam on toast as she welcomed the admiration flooding in. She set eyes on the thousands of young, potential YouTubers, saturated in colorful YouTuber merchandise, hoping to strike a movement like hers.
She could sense their hope and adulation, and she felt a shiver of trepidation mixed with excitement run down her spine.
"Thank you, thank you," she said, her voice carrying over the speakers and her gaze softer than before. "I'm humbled and incredibly grateful for your support."
She knew the only reason all these people were here: They thought she was hot. She had huge tits and that was enough to make her famous. She didn't feel bad about getting a boob job, but she still had imposter syndrome. She knew her talent was her body and her audience, mainly teenage boys, watched her to jack off to her. She wondered if anyone in the audience was masturbating right now to her body.
Her breasts were the star of the show in most of her videos, and she couldn't blame them. The thought of hordes of teenagers getting off to her body turned her on.
Anna cleared her throat, banishing the thought and getting back to her speech. "I want to tell you a bit about my journey to becoming a successful influencer."
The crowd was silent, hanging on to her every word. She continued, "When I first started on YouTube, I struggled in the comedy niche. I was never funny, but I enjoyed making videos.
Eventually, I had to face the truth and asked myself, "Does anyone really want their dick sucked by this?" pointing at a picture of herself pre-boob job projectd on stage. I decided to take a risk and get the surgery. It was nerve-wracking, but I knew it could make a huge difference.
Suddenly, a flash of skin caught Anna's eye as she finished her speech. She glanced to the doorway, and her breath hitched at the sight of Liam, a YouTube sensation famous for his racy stunt videos.
His toned physique and sharp jawline radiated sex appeal, a smile stretched across his face as he leaned against the doorframe, catching her eye with his electric blue gaze.
Liam's lips twitched as they locked eyes, inviting a rush of heat to surge through her. Anna released her bottom lip, her thumbnail tracing her lower teeth, as she allowed her gaze to glide down his torso. Her heart kicked up a racket in her chest, her breath quickening as she met his gaze again, hypnotised by his piercing blue eyes.
She felt exposed under his sultry gaze, and her skin tingled with goosebumps.
She shuffled nervously as she continued, "Fast forward to present day, and here I am, with a thriving career and audience who supports me and my struggle to become funny."
The audience gave a mixed applause, and she saw the sneaky glances to the doorway, and Liam disappeared. Knowing his reputation as a playboy, the thought sent a thrill down her spine.
The conference room started to empty, but her thoughts were still with Liam.
Anna couldn't help but feel a magnetic pull towards the hot-headed influencer. Her skin tingled with anticipation as she thought about the one-night stand they had a few weeks ago, before the conference. They had both been drunk and horny, and the energy between them was too much to resist.
After her Q&A session with fans, Anna excused herself, her hands trembling with the thought of what was to come. She made her way to a private corner of the convention center, her heart pounding in her chest.
Moments later, she felt a tap on her shoulder.
It was Liam.
"Hey there, I thought I'd find you here."
A wave of lust washed over her as she inhaled his cologne. She turned to face him, her voice barely above a whisper, "Liam, I didn't know you were still here."
"I had to see you again, before I leave," he replied, his voice smooth like velvet.
His gaze lingered on her breasts, and she felt a surge of excitement.
"I've been thinking about you all day, Anna. About your body, your curves, your beauty."
Anna's heart raced, her breath quickening in anticipation. She could feel her nipples harden, pressing against the thin fabric of her dress. "Liam, I've been thinking about you too," she said, her voice husky with desire.
Liam leaned in, his lips finding hers in a slow, passionate kiss.
Anna's body responded immediately, electricity surging through her veins as she felt his hands wandering up her body, cupping her breasts over her dress.
She moaned into his mouth, her hands reaching down to grip his firm, tight ass. He deepened the kiss, his tongue exploring her mouth with a fervent intensity that had her panting for air.
Anna's hands wandered, exploring the contours of his muscular chest and back. She could feel the heat radiating from his body, sending a wave of lust crashing over her.