Chapter 6: The Gift

Claire helps Nadia start her porn collection

The Gift It’s a small box, wrapped in cheap iridescent paper. Claire hands it to Nadia over a coffee table cluttered with takeout boxes. Claire’s eyes shine, hopeful and sly at the edges.

“Open it.”

Inside: A plain black 6TB portable drive. Heavy in her palm.

Claire says, like it’s no big deal: “So you don’t have to rely on streaming sites. It’s yours. Private. Sacred. Keep what you love safe.”

Nadia laughs, half embarrassed, half flattered. “I don’t need that much space—”

Claire interrupts softly, in a calm but reassuring voice dripping with manipulation: “You will. I already loaded some of your favorite videos and clips on there, from now on, I want you to start collecting porn on your own. Images, videos, anything you like. You are a smart one and I know you know how to get videos from any site you please. You can use those skills to good use. Use them for porn.”

For the first time, Nadia was really excited about porn. That night, she plugged in her mini porn shrine and checked the contents. She looked over the folders that Claire already made: Softcore | Solo | Hypnosis | GoonFuel | Classics.

Each name feels like a locked door swinging open. Nadia scrolls through thumbnails: women alone in soft light, headphones on, backs arched, eyes fluttering. Mouths gaped open, pussies squirting, moans everywhere, a depraved playground of raw sexual pleasure.

Almost everything was there that she liked to see. Claire really paid attention to detail to get her started the right way. She felt a warmth inside of her. She truly felt like Claire cared about her. “Thank you so much!”, she texted Claire over their chat app. Porn was actually making their friendship better.

Before the porn, she really didn’t talk that much to Claire on a regular basis. In fact, not many of her past partners were this diligent and thoughtful. Now she’s basically watching porn almost nonstop. But through porn, she’s getting the human connections she needed when she was ‘dating’ ... that thought alone just made her recoil... ‘dating’ ... so many bad memories there. She told herself to push the back thoughts and relax and enjoy her new gift. That was more important. Porn is better than people.

She though to herself, ‘She wants me to be comfortable. She wants me to explore.’ But deep down there’s another whisper: ‘I want this too. I want to see. I want to keep it all.’

Nadia watches one of Claire’s classic edits. It means something to watch local porn without internet lag or fear of deletion from her cloud drive. Then another click later, Nadia smiled seeing a familiar onlyfans girl that she really liked to see. The woman was on her bed, half-dressed, fingers working slow under soft ambient music. No men. No dialogue. Just the raw hum of someone alone and utterly devoted to herself.

At this time, Nadia was still dressed in her day clothes. She literally went straight for porn the second she got home today. She was just sitting at her computer and admiring this woman’s boldness and beauty ... a stark contrast from Nadia’s current appearance. Nadia started to wonder why she still had clothes on.