Disclaimer: I own nothing of DWP.
Hello all! Since I have neglected this fandom for a while, I've decided to post a new story for the new year. I hope you enjoy it — Thanks for reading! Also, two quick things: 1. I don't completely understand how this whole world works, so please correct me if any of my information is wrong—I did the best I could with my limited knowledge 2. Please suspend belief and pretend Savannah cats are legal in the city of New York. :) Happy 2019!
Andy Sachs struggled as she tried to maneuver the grocery bags in one arm with opening the door with the other. The unpleasant stench of old Indian food and alcohol hit her nostrils as she entered her small apartment, and she sighed when she spotted the leftover containers and empty beer bottles strewn about the counter. After plopping the heavy bags down on a clean part of the countertop, Andy began methodically putting the groceries away. Milk, eggs, cereal, turkey...she was interrupted in her unpacking by a warm, soft body brushing against her bare leg. Chuckling, she bent down and picked up a skinny spotted tabby cat.
"Hello Savannah," Andy said fondly, scratching the cat behind her ears.
She had gotten the Savannah cat a couple months ago, after Nate had finally moved out of her apartment and out of her life for good. After learning the rare animal was a rescue cat, Andy's heart melted and she adopted the creature quickly, aptly naming her after its breed. Since then, it had only been the two of them.
"Seems like Dougie had a good time last night," Andy sighed, gesturing to the dirty counter. Savannah purred in response. "I know, I told him he could use my apartment after his breakup, but I didn't realize he'd make such a mess out of things. Well when he wakes, he's cleaning all of this up."
Andy reached into a bag and pulled out a slab of dry meat, chuckling when Savannah's nose twitched. "Yes, this is for you girl." She gently placed the cat on the ground, and made quick work of feeding her. As the creature was eating, the brunette finished putting the groceries away and grabbed her laptop before sitting down at the kitchen table. Glancing at the clock, she surmised she still had a good hour and a half yet before Doug woke up from his snoring position on her couch. Andy booted her laptop up, impatiently drumming her fingers against the wood surface of the table. When it finally loaded, she navigated her way to the website quickly and simply stared at the home screen. She blew out a deep breath, internally conflicted about what she was about to do. Savannah leapt into her lap and licked her chops. The young woman's hand fell to the cat's head and started stroking the soft fur.
"What do you think, girl?" Andy asked as her brown eyes scanned the website's home page. She had heard about the semi-reputable site from an intoxicated woman who had sought her comfort at the bar Andy currently worked at. "Should I do it? My integrity is at stake here..." She pinched the bridge of her nose. "But I really need the extra pay. Without Nate's rent money, it's been pretty hard to make ends meet. Being a waitress by day and bartender at night isn't exactly bringing in the cash. Besides, I'm not going to get naked for anybody, so it's not really prostitution, is it?"
Savannah licked her paw. Andy chuckled.
"I'm glad I have you to listen to my rambling all the time," she teased.
Then, taking a deep breath, she clicked the button that flashed "Become a Webcam Girl!". She entered all the necessary information, but paused when it gave her an option to choose which genders she'd like to service. Shrugging, she clicked on 'all'.
"More money for me, right?" she mumbled as an excuse, cheeks reddening slightly when she thought about the possibility of entertaining another woman. Honestly, she was curious. Andy hadn't ever had a chance to experiment, her only serious relationship being Nate since their sophomore year of college. He had made her happy enough, but there had always been a part of Andy that desired something more. Shaking her head, she returned to the questionnaire. The step where she had to pick a screen name flashed, and Andy stared at her cat.
"Do you mind if I use yours?" Savannah blinked, and Andy took that as a 'yes'. "Thanks."
All that was left was a picture. She smoothed her hair down and gave her best smile. After her profile was complete, the brunette sat there in shock. She couldn't believe she actually did it. Nerdy Andy Sachs was now Savannah, a confident, sexy webcam girl. A wide grin crept on her face. Before she could really get exploring on the website, she heard a groan and a pained whimper, and knew Doug was awake. Slamming her computer shut, she turned around and prepared to tend to her hung-over friend. The new world she had discovered would have to wait.
That evening, after Doug had left, Andy was buzzing from excitement and anticipation at the thought of trying out her new account. Savannah was currently hiding from her, probably hiding on the ledge at the top of the kitchen cabinets. Sitting on the edge of her seat, Andrea took a deep breath and opened her messages. So far, there had been four clients that had requested her. Unsurprisingly, all of their profile pictures were black, and only one was online. Andy took a quick look at her surroundings, and shrugged when she realized nothing would be visible except for the wall and her body. Heart pounding from nerves, she closed her eyes and gave herself a quick pep talk. You can do this, Andrea Marie Sachs. You and your self-worth are not defined by this job...you will be defined by what you do after you scrape up enough money to pay the bills. It's easy cash, and you don't even have to leave the privacy of your own home. You don't have to show anything you don't want to. You're in control. I am no longer Andy. I am Savannah. Eyes flashing open, Andy felt a surge of confidence, and she clicked on the 'connect' button.
Rearranging her face into a sweet smile, she could barely contain her horrified facial reaction when she was met with an image of a large penis. Gasping, she slammed the lid down. Of course there would be horny men jerking off to her, what was she supposed to expect? Andy could feel tears welling up. She wasn't mature enough to handle this. It was a stupid idea, and she couldn't believe she actually thought it would be easy. The brunette cautiously opened her laptop back up and breathed out a sigh of relief when the penis was gone. A little pixelated pig flashed green at her, while the sound of a cash register opening played. Her jaw dropped in disbelief. Andy had made $.10 from the encounter, which was amazing, since she barely even gave the guy a chance to look at her before she had disconnected. A small grin crept along her makeup-free face. She could do this. Another message popped up on her screen, alerting her to another person who requested her services, and she clicked on the 'connect' button. This time, she would school her features better. Andy let out a sigh of relief when she wasn't met with a dick.
Instead, a handsome blond man popped up on her screen topless and he smiled at her. "Hello pretty lady."
"Hi," Andy said shyly back.
"I noticed you don't wear makeup, but I suppose that's the new thing," he gave her a charming grin. "I wonder if your body is sexier. Take your top off Savannah," he put his hands behind his head, accentuating his muscled chest. "Let me see."
Flushing, she did so, and his face fell.
"What?" she said self-consciously, crossing her arms across her chest.
"Your bra...not sexy lady," the man shook his head. "But your tits..." he trailed off before chuckling. "You're really making this difficult for me, aren't you Savannah? Take off your bra."
Andy shook her head furiously. "I d-don't do that," she stuttered.
He stared at her in disbelief. "What do you mean you 'don't do that'? Whatever. Put on some makeup, wear some better lingerie, and adopt a sexier attitude. Then try me again," he said before the screen went black.
Andy gaped at her own reflection. Shocked, she could feel tears well up and she began to sniffle pathetically. The little piggy bank and its sound effect flashed at her again. $5.55. Somehow, that made her feel worse and she started to cry in earnest. She didn't even get all of that, since the webcam site took a percentage of her profits. Her more practical side came out again, and she began to question all her actions. Andy was a writer, and a damn good one at that. What was she doing, trying to pull a stunt like this? She had the restaurant and bar. She didn't need to resort to using her femininity in exchange for money. ...But look at all the bills. The rent alone is enough to eat through my paychecks every month. Probably shouldn't have adopted Savannah...No. The young woman wiped at her eyes. No. Savannah was-IS good for me. I just need to refinance things, that's all. That's why this is good. It's just something to tide me over until I can get a real job.
Thoroughly depressed at her current situation, Andy decided to call it a night and go to bed. She did feel rather pathetic sitting at her kitchen counter crying in nothing but her 'unsexy' bra. She fell onto her bed, and smiled when she felt Savannah curl up next to her. Stroking the soft fur, she wilted into the mattress, feeling shame overtake her once more as she reflected. She was practically a virgin herself, having only done it a couple times with Nate. Losing her virginity had hurt like hell, and she hadn't initiated any sexual contact with him after. It was always him who had asked, and most times, she had declined. Nate had complained about her lack of sexual excitement, which had led to one of the many arguments that would ultimately lead to their breakup. So, with all of that experience, how the hell could a girl like her be sexy? Groaning, Andy pulled the covers over her head and closed her eyes tightly, willing herself to stop thinking. The problems of paying the bills at the risk of her integrity soon fell away as she slipped into a deep slumber.