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I wonder how many of the girls here will end up sleeping with a gachikoi for money. Has to be at least 50%. Imagine afterwards when they stream and the gachi throwns in their usual 20 bucks donation they will have to say "Thank you so much!" while knowing in their mind their shame.
Imagine this chuuba having that shame that not even 2 days ago she was cospalying as her chuuba in some hotel room ,face down, slobbering in a cheap pillow, skirt hiked up and a panties down, probably one breast slipping out of her intricate cosplay dress, her vagina wet, while feeling the weight of the gachikoi on top of her moving in and out of her, little by little feeling that pressure in her belly and she feels that warmness building up between her legs, pleasure and shame rush all along her spine and her legs start shaking, and she holds back a series of moans as the gachikoi on top of her makes some ridiculous noises. And when he is done and gets up from top of her, she has to stay in character, as she pops her tit back into her shirt, pulls up her panties, feelings how wet her legs are and thinking how she is gonna have to wash off both her and some strange gachis juices from her costume now. Say thank you again (in character) as the gachi leaves and wants a good bye thank you kiss (Say your catchphrase please femanon chuuba! Haha, how kawaii, desu. You are the love of my life Femanon chan!)
She grits her teeth and says her catchphrase in broken japanese and he goes in for the kiss, the shame starts building up again and she breathes in deep. Kiss is over and he leaves.
She counts the money again, while looking into the mirror, her makeup a mess and her chuuba act now gone, replaced by an annoyed stern look (you have a resting bitch face, the girls in her college project group would tell her) When she came in she looked like an anime girl created from a commission by some expensive japanese twitter artists, now she looks like a fucking fiverr drawing from a budget artist from who knows where.
She undresses again, goes into the hotel room shower and as the smells of her acts starts hitting her nose she turns on the shower. Washing everything away but her memories. She hurries up, gets dresses in fresh clothes and goes home, as she gets into her car she starts remembering what just happened and she feels a wetness again , betwen her legs, and immediately after anger at herself, she pushes all thoughts away and she drives home. Femanon knows she has to stream tonight.
