Afrodisiac: A Demi Sutra Story

In a frenzy of shredded glossies, Ester (Demi Sutra) rips through stacks of beauty rags, her model's empire crumbling under the weight of endless 'no's. She's clawed to the pinnacle, only to hear she's not their type—code for not pale enough, not blonde. They crave Annie (Anny Aurora), that porcelain vision with golden locks, gigs pouring in like cheap wine. Ester's hooked too, shadowing Annie to a sultry shoot, eyes devouring her flawless form as they slick on war paint. Jealousy twists into raw hunger; Ester lunges, lips crashing, bodies grinding in a fevered tangle of sweat-slicked skin and desperate moans, devouring each other on tangled sheets. Recharged from the illicit fuck, Ester struts into the lens of legend Dita (Steve Holmes), pulse pounding. But there stands Annie, flanked by two more ivory sirens, all blonde allure. Doubt coils tight—by the time Dita's gaze hits her, Ester feels the axe falling, another dream gutted. How long before rejection shatters her completely?