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I laugh. “I am a pro, after all.”

A few laughing emojis bubble up in the chat.

I continue making conversation with them as I climb onto the bed and sit on my knees, leaning toward the camera to expose my cleavage.

what i’d give to lick one of those tiddies, someone says.

I’d motorboat ’em, chimes in someone else.

To amuse them, I lean closer to the camera and squeeze my tits together. The screen is now full of heart and cock emojis.

A guy I recognize, GingerWatchman, makes a paid request for me to take off my top, so I reach around my back to unlace the corset, then slowly remove it. This goes over well with the crowd as my big boobs fall free. I play with them, talking to my viewers, letting them feel like they know me.

How was your day, Sienna? someone in the chat asks. It’s not often they actually care about my life.

“Saw my crush at the yoga studio,” I say, pinching my nipples.

Same one as last time? The user is HornyBen, who I recognize from previous streams. He’s one of my more “normal” viewers.

“Yep. But I found out he’s married, so that’s that.”

Doesn’t know what he’s missing, says HornyBen.

When I smile at the camera, it’s genuine. “Sounds like he has a good home life, though, so I can’t be that mad about it.”

get a crush on me instead, says GingerWatchman. I’d be happy to fuck you sideways.

Not that I’d ever meet up with one of my viewers, but I sure wouldn’t mind getting fucked sideways right now.

I continue chatting with them while I play with myself on camera. Someone drops a payment for me to take off my skirt, so I do, revealing the tiny thong I have on underneath. A few viewers complain that they want the goods, but HornyBen says, I think a little tease is hot.

To reward him, I slide a finger down into my thong and stroke myself, letting out a sound of pleasure. The chat goes wild.

Eventually, HornyBen seems to disappear, leaving the late-night crowd behind. I ride a toy, then use a butt plug on myself when someone drops $200 for it. After the stream, I do a 30-minute private session with one of my regulars for a good chunk of change. Finally, I get to wrap up for the night. Pretty successful stream if I do say so.

Afterward, I’m still buzzing from being on camera. I’ve done this for years and I still get such a high from it that I need to calm down. I bring out my bong, take one hit, then put it away again before logging onto the computer.

The first thing I do is navigate to DreamTogether’s website and read everything I can. I want to know what I’d be getting myself into if I really did decide to do this. There’s a chance I won’t get matched up with Mangelli, and I need to figure out a plan for that.

The money would be good no matter who the father is. Maybe I could finally buy a condo of my own. I’m not sure how my business would fare if I got pregnant, but who knows? They might be into it. The internet is full of people with shockingly specific kinks.

My declined requests box is full of some pretty weird shit.

After downloading the application, I head to bed early. I should probably try to get on a normal sleeping schedule if I’m going to do this, and probably get better about eating my vegetables. Whoever’s kid I have, I want to give them the best shot at life possible.

I glance at my bong sadly, then get out of bed to take it to the trash.

On Thursday, Mangelli breaks the news to me at yoga that they’ve taken the leap.

“DreamTogether said yes,” he whispers as we set up our mats. “Now they’re going to try to find us someone who’s a good match.”

That’s my cue.

The very next morning, I fill out the application and take it to the DreamTogether office, hoping I can get in for the interview portion same day. I want to be fresh in their minds when they start looking for Mangelli’s surrogate.

“We’ve got some additional questions,” the man behind the desk says as I turn in the application. He attaches even more forms to a clipboard. “Fill this out and we’ll get you in now for a physical.”

I take the sheet and fill it out with all my information. Then, appended onto the back are more questions like the ones I already answered on the application—but these are all new.