Demonic Pornstar System novel Chapter 509

Chapter 509: Bored Girls

In a tiny corner of the digital world, a familiar group call lit up.

Emilia (Kaiden’s Wife).

Leia (Lady Leia).

Sarah (Princeless Princess).

The Holy Trinity of Delusion and Devotion.

Their call connected with a soft chime.

The first voice was a weary groan.

"Ughhhhhh... I’m so bored..." Sarah yawned loud enough for the mic to peak. "Life is meaningless when the Sinners don’t upload. It’s been too long. I’m dying. I’m wilting. I’m shriveling like a sad raisin."

Leia snorted. "It’s been, what? A few days? Calm down, woman."

"That’s a few days too long!" Sarah shot back right before letting out another dramatic, soul-wrenching yawn.

That statement made Emilia cough violently.

Leia raised an eyebrow.

"... Emi? Did you deepthroat your Vagina Destroyer 9000 Kaiden Grey Edition dildo?"

Emilia’s soul left her body.

Her blush detonated across her cheeks like a tactical nuclear strike.

Sarah immediately burst into manic cackling. "OH. MY. GOD! HAHAHAHA! Leiaaaa, you filthy degenerate!!!" The woman began slapping her own thighs while laughing far too eagerly, making the blushing of Emilia even worse.

She flailed, stammering as if someone had just accused her of war crimes. "W-w-what?! Is that even in English?! I-I-I d-deep- I licked nothing and have no..."

Her voice shrank to a squeak.

Then it exploded into the full banshee shriek of a dishonored shrine maiden.

"I HAVE NO SUCH VILE THING!!!"

Sarah was howling and wheezing, beginning to sound like she was exorcising a demon. Leia joined in two seconds later, cackling so hard her brother yelled in the background to shut up, only making it even better.

Meanwhile, Emilia was still shrieking in red-faced mortification, sounding like she needed holy water and a sedative.

Several seconds of girl-gremlin laughter later, Leia managed to wheeze out:

"...Wait... Emi. Do you actually... not have one?"

Silence.

"You do?" Sarah gasped, thinking this was all a joke, fitting for the humor Leia, the group’s big-mouthed, lead degenerate, was known for.

Leia cleared her throat, suddenly adopting a perfectly serious, businesslike expression as if this were a TED Talk.

"Yeah, of course I have one," she said, utterly matter-of-fact. "I paid top dollar to have someone make it for me."

Sarah froze, and her eyes fluttered wide open.

Emilia froze mid-shame-spiral.

Leia continued as if she were describing grocery shopping.

"I had to specifically find a willing woman in the industry - which took forever, by the way - since men can’t access Sinner Uploads. This is the first time I have to agree with the seething losers, also known as the men bitching about gender-locked content being nothing but suffering. If it wasn’t the case, I bet I could’ve saved so damn much... In fact, it would likely already be selling like hotcakes, manufactured en masse in large factories. So anyway, I found this absolute queen, paid her an hourly rate of $200 an hour to watch their content, take measurements, and craft me a precision replica."

She reached into her desk drawer.

Rummaged dramatically.

And then pulled something out.

Something no human soul was prepared for.

Leia beamed proudly. "Look! She even got the veins right! Truly a master of her craft."

Sarah choked on her own saliva. Emilia made a noise like a kettle boiling over.

Then Leia’s eyes went wide as the realization finally struck her.

"Wait."

She looked back and forth between the two of them.

"Wait just a second..."

A gasp. The gasp of a woman betrayed by her own comrades.

"YOU GIRLS DON’T HAVE A VAGINA DESTROYER 9000 KAIDEN GREY EDITION?!"

Both stared in silence.

Leia recoiled as if they had just confessed to worshipping a different content creator, pure blasphemy.

Her voice became smooth, almost too casual.

"... A job."

"Yeah... we got that," Sarah deadpanned. "Details, woman."

Leia waved a hand. "Sorry, I can’t."

Sarah squinted. Emilia leaned closer.

Then Sarah smirked.

"Well?"

She tilted her head.

"Does he know his daughter is such a down bad, filthy degenerate?"

Leia stared directly into the camera.

Unblinking.

Dead serious.

"...Thanks, bestie," she hissed flatly. "I love you too."

Sarah blinked.

Realized what she said.

Then grinned with zero regret.

"You reap what you sow, girl," she chimed, smug as sin.

Leia shook her head as if she did not realize that her behavior was indeed rather questionable. "Of course, he doesn’t know. I’m his cute little angel who has done no wrong, can do no wrong, and shall do no wrong."

Sarah cackled. Emilia snorted.

Leia watched the two dryly. They looked as if they couldn’t even conceptualize the image of her being anything but a horny slut.

She continued, matter-of-fact. "He’s always busy with work, so I don’t have to worry about being quiet at home. My brother knows I’m no angel, and he keeps trying to expose me. But my old man doesn’t believe him for one single second. And I plan to keep it that way."

"I see..." Emilia nodded. "By the way, you were not quite correct earlier, Sarah."

"Hm?"