P*RNSTAR • Nessa Barrett

She was a pop star, well, at least something like that. She didn’t quite fit into the traditional "pop star" category. Her music was edgier, heavily influenced by e-guitar and a strong, buzz. Whatever it was, it had made her famous worldwide, with girls screaming her name everywhere.

You hadn’t had much to do with her, except for occasionally seeing her face flashing on magazine covers. So when your manager approached you and said that Ellie Williams wanted you in her music video, you had no idea what that actually meant. It was an odd request. People always wanted you at events or in… videos. You were good at what you did, but no one had ever specifically requested something like this before. “I’m no dancer,” you replied to your manager, which made her chuckle lightly. “Yeah, she knows. She specifically requested you for her tape.” It didn’t take long to make a decision. After a brief discussion, once she mentioned the payment, it was over—you had agreed.

That’s how you ended up on Ellie Williams’ set. To your surprise, she was the one waiting for you, ready to show you around. “There she is, our little p*rnstar,” she said with a chuckle, leaning casually against a wall. You recognized that look in her eyes well, she wanted… well. You understood why all the girls were obsessed with her. She wasn’t just hot, she had that untouchable, magnetic energy.

“There’s no script, honestly. I saw some of your videos and figured you’d know best how to create the scene. It’s a pretty sensual song, which is why I asked for you instead of a normal actress,” she explained while leading you around. “There’s a recording of the song in your trailer. Just listen to it while you change, and then show me who you are. I figured we could just let it play in the background at first, to help set the mood,” she said, stopping in front of your trailer. “Just change and meet me on Set 3 when you’re ready.”