“Deep breath.”
I can’t believe I’m doing this. My whole body tingles with equal parts excitement, nerves, and fear. An hour from now, and I’ll be America’s newest Beast Porn star. They check my I.D. (again), confirm my age (again), make sure I’ve taken all magical precautions (again), and check my doctor’s report (AGAIN!).
I’m filming a scene for Cattle Call, a website that specializes in “casting couch” videos. The girls pretend they’re here for a regular acting job, then “Oh No! I have to fuck Beastmen cock?!? I’ve never, but okay.” Once this goes up, I’ll be disowned permanently. No going back to my family in Bumfuck, North Carolina. I’ve committed the Unforgivable Act.
My co-star walks in, and my mouth gets dry. I’m sharing the screen with a living legend, Ron “Steam Bull” Laramie. He’s been fucking human women on camera for over 20 years. Everyone recognizes him, even if they don’t watch Beast Porn. For better or worse, his horned mug is the face of the industry. The first video I watched featured him, and I was hooked on Beastmen after that. Fucking him, on camera or off, has been number one on my bucket list since that lonely summer day before Senior year. I mean, he’s not the best looking guy, being a Bull Beastman, but he’s got a massive cock, decades of experience, and can still go for an hour at a time.