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Strictly speaking, Rylia wasn’t really a porn actress.
That said, the confluence of Asari cultural casualness towards sex and sexuality, and the fact humans would pay a lot to watch their celebrity streamer crush ‘having fun,’ meant that she’d occasionally done masturbation streams. She never announced them in advance, so that all the simps had to tune in regularly in hope of catching them. It was a tactic that had resulted in regularly high numbers on her stream even when she was just gaming, talking bioti-ball, or geeking out over something engineering related.
Which had made her actually announcing such a stream draw huge numbers. As in, her stream counter was currently ticking away at over 5 million viewers and had been solidly over 3 million since very early on in the stream, even once people realized she was technically selling something. Sort of. More like advertising, really. Specifically, advertising the trio of sex toys she’d spent the last month arranging not just prototypes for, but solid production runs of.
“Mmmm, I have to tell you boys and girls, that last one hit just right. I’m told it works pretty well for humans, but I can attest personally that my design is fantastic for Asari. All the power and modes of vibration you could want, embedded ezeo in the Asari model to hit all those extra nerves…and the ability to go deep. All while providing entirely new sorts of sensations~! Well, unless you’ve gotten with a particularly freaky Hanar, I guess. But I’ve never heard of an Asari that actually managed that. Those guys are prudes.”
The final and most expensive of her new toy line, which was still coming up, had honestly been the one that finalized her decision about which toys to choose. But all three of them were part of a theme. When looking through what was already on the market, the former Human Hentai Artist in her had been absolutely appalled to discover that Citadel Space didn’t have tentacle hentai! Heck, not even humans had that much of it here! For some reason, it had remained mostly exclusive to Japan in this universe’s version of Earth, anime not having broken out in quite the same way it had on hers. All while there apparently just wasn’t an equivalent from any other species!
That just wouldn’t do. It deeply offended her Hentai soul, and she’d immediately decided that she had to be bring the glory of Tentacle Sex to the galaxy. Something which had been fairly easy to do by seeking out sex toys from realities that certainly did have the concept. The first toy of the trio she’d shown at the start of stream was actually her personal favorite, though the least visibly spectacular. It was a ‘squid’ meant to be inserted and worn all day.
It used a vibration unit with small tentacles, each with mass effect fields (originally micro tractor beams she’d adapted to the local tech base) to move itself around in your azure, or a human pussy. It would move a little on its own, semi-frequently, to keep you comfortably lubricated. But the main point was that it could be either remotely controlled or set to all sorts of patterns, either random or pre-programmed, teasing you all day. Or more than teasing, given that it had potent vibration abilities that could pass from the ‘body’ of the squid through the tentacles. The longest pair of those tentacles weren’t restricted to just grabbing, either. Instead, they could thrust and prod all the best places to stimulate inside Asari, Humans, and Quarians alike.
She’d inserted the squid toy for the first part of the stream and opened the controls up for lucky winners of random lotteries to play with her remotely for a few minutes at a time. She’d talked and gamed in the nude for the duration of showing off that toy, occasionally moaning or groping herself a bit when someone did something particularly nice with the controls. It had been a popular concept, but the least visually impressive for her stream. A good toy to wait out the buildup of viewer count with.
When she’d hit three million, she’d switched to a more visually impressive vibrator, which was actually the cheapest of the three toys, but still fairly original. Instead of a single head, it had a half dozen tentacles that could each both squirm and vibrate independently. It was a type of toy that would have been nearly impossible to make in her human life, requiring strong micro servos or a complex puppet rig. Too fragile and finicky for reliable use. In the Mass Effect reality, however, it had been hilariously easy to make work with the far superior local materials science and impressive miniaturization.
It had also been very well received as she’d cheerfully worked herself through a half dozen orgasms while showing off everything it could do. The initial production run of them had sold out before she even finished with its part of the stream! Which she’d just wrapped up a few minutes ago, as it happened. She’d needed a few minutes to hydrate, recover, and set up the final toy. Which was what she was showing off to the simps now.
It was by far the most visually impressive, and expensive, of her new product line, and she was currently ‘caught’ in its embrace as she started commenting to the stream again. This one had a sizable base, from which seven cybernetic tentacles emerged. The stand itself could and did produce a mass effect field which would ‘contain’ the user. Something that was going to raise a lot of eyebrows when the right eyes looked at it, since she’d purchased knowledge of how to make mass effect fields even do that from her System. It had been part of a Protean security system, the same variety that had trapped one Doctor T’soni on Therum in the games, in fact.
Showing off the fact she’d figured out that trick, something modern mass effect systems hadn’t been able to replicate, and used it for a sex toy? It was going to blow more than a few minds. Which, of course, is why she’d done it. It both amused her and would seem like a logical thing for a bored genius Maiden to do. The number of Salarians that might rage quit their professions when they found out made her grin every time she considered it.
For now, though, she still had a show to put on.
“As you can see with this last and most awesome new toy, the four ‘heavier duty’ tentacles are intended to be used as bindings. Sure, the Mass Effect field lightens you and sticks you in midair, but that just isn’t the same as being properly bound and helpless, now is it?”
In an action that matched what she’d said, the base unit Rylia was suspended above languidly reached out with four cyber-tentacles, each covered in realistic synth skin, and wrapped around her arms and legs. She’d already been lightly lifted and floating from activation of the base unit, but now she was properly ‘caught.’ More, where she’d been sitting primly in midair before, the bindings now acted to pull her spread eagle in midair, lewdly exposing her nude body to her viewers.
“Then, of course, it’s time for the other tentacles to play. I’ve preprogrammed them for the show, but the system comes with quite a few patterns that can be remotely control, combined into favorite sequences, or even outright randomized! Ah, and here comes the first of the ‘fun’ tentacles!”
True to her word, a thinner cyber-tentacle was rising between her spread legs like a snake. Its ‘head’ was very obviously phallic, and it zeroed in on her dripping azure with perfect precision. Rylia moaned as the bulbus head teased her, running along her outer lips and briefly vibrating, before moving to slowly press into her azure. She moaned again as it penetrated, then let out little whimpers and mewls as it ‘squirmed’ it’s way deep into her core.
There was a slightly theatrical quality to those sounds, since she was putting on a show for an audience. But Rylia had been, and part of her still was, extremely skilled at hitting the balance between realism and theater that her simps could accept as ‘real.’ Meaning she suspected she’d just reinvigorated tens of thousands of erections, even after they’d undoubtedly exploded a time or two as she’d gone over the last two toys. Maybe even hundreds of thousands, given the stream viewers counter.
The emotion behind the moans was very real, too. Original Rylia had thoroughly enjoyed being watched. More, the part of her that was still that Asari girl was utterly delighted at the combination of her interest in building things being combined with getting off for her fans. The girl honestly probably would have made a sex toy line like this, if it had occurred to her. It just hadn’t done so due to the whole ‘Asari not typically being motivated innovators’ thing.
“R-right, that’s one! Now, any moment now, the second one will engage…”
True to her word, just seconds later, another of the ‘fun’ tentacles shifted upward. This one had a different toy-head, slimmer and sleeker, both to show of the variability…and because of its target. That target was, of course, her ass. Much like with humans, some Asari did and some Asari didn’t enjoy anal. Rylia had been relatively ambivalent, thinking it could be hot under some specific circumstances, but not all in on it by any means. It was, however, one area that was apparently as much metal as physical, as her human self had enjoyed anal. Not to any sort of excess, but enough she was among the relatively rare women that could get off from it, with enough effort at least. Experiments after their merge had led to the discovery that Rylia now enjoyed it much more than she had before.
Which was convenient, in the moment, as the self-lubing toy pressed against her defenseless rear entrance and squirmed in a lifelike manner. One that she knew from recording a previous test was pretty hot to watch, but which also served the purpose of working the lube it produced into her rosebud. It spent several seconds doing that, before abruptly increasing the pressure. Rylia gasped, then moaned, as it popped through any resistance and began squirming deeper into her ass.
The moans were a lot less fake this time, the unusual sensation combining with the sensation of fullness created by being double-penetrated being more than enough to drive her higher for real. She’d meant to speak again, but failed to get words out as both toys began to buzz lightly. Her eyes screwed shut for long seconds, embracing the sensations, and by the time she opened them again it was too late to continue her spiel.
After all, the final tentacle was zeroing in on her mouth.
This one actually had the largest of the three tentacle cocks, Rylia having been quite proud of her blowjob skills, and she willingly opened up to let the toy slip between her lips. Unable to speak at this point, she focused on getting the point across by lewdly working the tentacle-cock in her mouth…then moaning even more lewdly around its width as the other two already buried inside her began to properly move. They started up a thrusting rhythm, running counterpoint to each other, with one thrusting in as the other withdrew.
Letting herself go into the sensations, knowing at this point the stream was going to get a heck of a show no matter what she did, Rylia wondered how many times she was going to cum in the next half hour, as the timer on the program she’d set up ran down…
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Rylia wanted to rub her hands together and cackle, when she got up the day after her advertising stream. All three product lines had sold out entirely, with massive backorders already piling up from Asari and Humans alike who wanted her toys. That was despite having liquidated some of her assets to pour upwards of three million credits into the initial mass production run. Now, even accounting for startup costs, she’d tripled that starting investment. Of course, in order to handle the number of orders coming in, she was going to need to spend a fair bit of that money influx to buy up and retool still more capacity. But that was, as they say, ‘First World Problems.’
Hmmm, speaking of First World Problems, she was going to be smacking face-first into several others. Up until now, she’d either done everything herself, or hired temporary intermediaries to handle things she couldn’t. A reputable legal firm for contracts and liability waivers, some union workers to manage factory output, packaging and delivery. So on and so forth. She was going to need to spend some of the new influx of money hiring a more permanent team.
Now, how did she do that in the way that was least likely to screw her over later?
Hmmm, higher-level positions were going to be an ongoing issue she’d have to be careful to vet. Acquiring a near-AI from the Market could help her do deep background checks, at least. Star Wars universe droids, perhaps? There should be a model from someone like the Banking Clan or Jedi Order that specialized in investigation, right? Might not hurt to get a couple of security droids too.
So long as she stayed away from certain classes of droid, they shouldn’t break the ‘no-AI’ ban. At least, she didn’t think so. She’d need to look into that. There were always other options if those wouldn’t work, though she was certainly staying well the heck away from the Warhammer 40k options, thanks. There were plenty of safe dumb-AI from various realities that would outperform local VI handily, without crossing the barrier to properly sentient AI, and without making something like a freaking Servitor!
Still, that was only one step of a solution to a single part of the problem. She was going to need engineers, secretaries, PR, HR, and ad specialists. Possibly some Asari and humans willing to shoot porn with her toys, too? Really, a lot of different things. Where could she…
Rylia smacked herself in the forehead.
Right. She was currently on Illium, center of shady indenture contracts in the explored galaxy! Which meant there were undoubtedly thousands of individuals who would be very loyal if she bought out their contract and rewrote it into something less shady. At least loyal to the point where they could be counted on not to fuck up a good thing, even if she’d likely have to watch them for taking bribes and such. If they’d been desperate enough to sign a shady contract, just fixing their situation wasn’t a guarantee they wouldn’t try to screw her.
Still, they were likely to be a lot more loyal on average than just picking up random workers who didn’t have a reason to owe you. A perfect starting workforce that she could then cherry-pick for the best and most loyal to her over time, shifting those picked individuals into more important projects.
Satisfied with the solution, Rylia immediately began to look into where to buy up shady indentures from. Getting a start with a few basic minions first would help shape up the company’s foundational structure. Which would, in turn, let her lure in some decent management people so she didn’t have to handle everything herself.
She was way too sexy to get stuck doing paperwork!