The Cosmos, The Arrivals, Book 1, Chapter 4, Tiffany Transparent: Arrives at Cosmos House, Day 1, Section 9, Babs Greets Tiffany: Shirt Disappointment & Proclivities ¶ The alcove between the Back Door and the Kitchen functions like an airlock, and Boss Babe halts Tiffany in this space to examine her and her shirt change. ¶ Tiffany announces, “Ma’am, just as promised, long sleeves and front buttons. Still a croptop. And no more translucent silk. Totally transparent clear vinyl. Ma’am.” ¶ Boss Babe smolders but remains outwardly facile. {If indeed Tiffany Porn Star thinks that a trick has been pulled on me, I am not going to show it.} ¶ Babs’ silence and careful pace make Tiffany uneasy, and she feels Babs stare at her nipples. Eraser Heads. Tiffany’s nips talk to Babs through the transparent clear vinyl shirt; there is now nothing to stop anyone from assaying how Tiffany’s round carnation-colored areolas and nipples are constructed. Babs want to linger her eyes but doesn’t allow herself. ¶ Except BB cannot resist indulging. Tiffany’s areolas are small, featureless, darker round circles no bigger than quarters, which contrast sharply with her pale skin. Carnation-colored nipples sprout upward in the center of this disc. They are half that diameter and form equally tall cylinders when erected. Like now. ¶ Like always. “Eraser Heads 24x7,” Tiffany offers. Tiffany shimmies her shirt and shares truth with Boss Babe. “Some people think it’s because my titties are constantly aroused by rubbing against the fabric, but there’s more to it. That’s why if you let me go topless, they will still stay erect.” ¶ Babs discovers herself with her lips pursed together and her teeth biting her tongue inside her mouth, which Tiffany can’t see. ¶ Tiffany watches Babs’ eyes tick and attempts to console her. “Hey, it’s not like I’m telling you any secrets about me everybody doesn’t already know. Okay, maybe some of my videos reside in private collections, but plenty of me lies out there… in the, the Prefecture!” ¶ BB seeks to confirm truth: “You were a Whore last Term.” ¶ “You got it! I am a Porn Star!” Tiffany acknowledges. “I’m committed. Last Term I sexed for real, and whoring enabled me to become famous.” ¶ Tiffany rattles on, “Ma’am, you don’t need to trade me for my clothes; you can take them. Please let me Pledge naked and cum be a Stripper next Term. I mean it. Just please let me strut my stuff, and I’ll show off for the Cosmos House! Ma’am.” ¶ Babs seeks to confirm what Janet had suggested. “You {want} to Strip next Term!” ¶ Tiffany does. “I’m still a Porn Star, of course, since all my pictures and videos are still out there. Everywhere! All of me.” Tiffany beams. ¶ “I see,” Babs accepts reluctantly. “I guess you’ve got fans.” ¶ “Ma’am, I can devour a two-inch diameter, eight-inch long cock down my throat, up my tailpipe, or into my twat!” Tiffany declares. “I’ve done everything explicit, all holes, all sexes.” ¶ Boss Babe tucks an eyelid inward. “Except, Pledge, that Gamers have cut you off. Haven’t they?” ¶ “Cut me off?” Tiffany teeters; she knows the answer. “Ma’am, yes Ma’am. No sex. No BJs, no twatarooney, no tube tunneling, Ma’am.” ¶ Afterthought: “They could have let me Strip, and that would have cut me off also, but no, they sent me to here. Pledgeland. Double Opt Up.” ¶ BB affords herself modest enjoyment. “Hey, maybe there weren’t any empty bunks at the Nugget, so you got bumped to Pledge Caste.” ¶ “Ma’am!” Tiffany emphasizes, “just please let me get pink, wet, and ready and cum be a Stripper next Term. I’ll shave bare. I’ll shave bald. I’ll ride the Double Dong. I’ll fuck a dildo, a buttplug, or take on both at once. Double Penetration. I’ll do anything legal, private shows, naked in public, Cams anytime anywhere.” ¶ Babs raises her hand to silence this Pledge. “Maybe you need to slow down.” ¶ “Ma’am, once I get to the Nugget then I can beg to Whore again. And after I make Whore I can start making new sex vids. I’ve done everything explicit. All holes. All sexes. Maybe Pledge aren’t allowed sex, but I am still a Porn Star!” ¶ Boss Babe listens. ¶ “Ma’am, I’ll do anything to help you send me to the Nugget next Term. I’m hip to what’s happening to me: Gamers are gonna get me crazy frustrated for cock!” ¶ BB speaks. “Maybe they’re turning a ‘bin-ho’ into a scarce commodity.” ¶ “Ma’am,” Tiffany declares, “you go ahead and Hover or Opt MomCap. I’ll sle.ep under your bed. I’ll give you everything I’ve got, if you just let me Opt Strip next Term. ¶ Babs sighs, “Thank you. I don’t make deals. But your wish to sle.ep under my bed shall be granted.”