Day 2 Epilogue - The Famous Menu Item at the Pussy Tit Diner

After finishing Day 2's playthrough, I boldly uploaded the replay video to UnnieFans.

Then, for a full three days, I couldn't even log into the game. Hell, I couldn't even check my UnnieFans sales. Real life had suddenly gotten insanely busy.

"Ughhh…!!"

Finally escaping the overtime hell.

This damn company— I really need to quit soon. Why the hell are they making us clean up after their trash game like Solitaire or whatever? Sighing, I logged into my computer.

"Phew."

First things first, check the sales.

Please, UnnieFans sales. It doesn't have to be a jackpot, just enough for some nice side cash. I want out of this shithole job, working somewhere with actual work-life balance and some breathing room.

Thinking that, I fired up the internet and jumped to my bookmarked page. It was the window showing my UnnieFans account earnings.

Alright, let's see… Huh? What the—?!

"What the hell is this?"

And there I was, frozen in shock at a result I never could've imagined.

"600 dollars…?"

At the current exchange rate, that's nearly 900,000 won staring back at me in the earnings window.

Sure, withdrawals would get dinged with fees left and right. I'd set up all these workarounds to avoid risks with direct won transfers, and those commissions add up.

But… 600 bucks in just three days?

This is way ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠past 'side cash' territory!!

My heart started pounding. My brain was already painting pictures of quitting the company and lounging into a leisurely retirement life at home.

What the hell sold so much?

That joyful check of the sales stats… was also the reason for my instant despair.

"Wh-what the…."

The three videos I'd been most ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠excited about. Strip away the fox-god fantasy stuff, and these were basically the real sex tapes I'd shot. Combined, they barely made 60 bucks.

Which means…?

With trembling hands, I checked the remaining sales.

I never expected this one to rack up those numbers.

"…This thing made 540 dollars?"

This was the one. The life-ender compilation editing together idol Kanon with her cock-nipples and the three delinquent bitches.

I'd uploaded it without much hope, priced at a measly dollar.

Why the hell did it sell like crazy? Sure, low price high volume, but that wasn't the only reason.

"You crazy fuckers!!!!!"

Everyone's fixated on that futanari dick girl at the start. Comments like "dick huge," "cute face with a monstrous tool," "who is she?" And some idiot's even asking for balls-slapping ASMR.

"No way this is real life…."

Unbelievable. I dug around some more.

What I found out? On UnnieFans right now, transgenders with dicks on girl's bodies are raking in all the cash.

I rubbed my face without thinking.

"Phew…."

I don't wanna shoot booboo or futa stuff.

I wanted to do straight AV stuff. But I can't shoot shit that doesn't match my tastes just for that.

I get it, respect the fetish and all. But I'm not into watching it myself.

Self-loathing washed over me as I rubbed my face again.

"I'd rather make nothing…."

Still, the other videos combined would net a few dozen bucks. Steady sales over a month could cover pocket money.

Not enough to quit my good job, but enough to load up on burger toppings without worry.

I tried to swallow my regret with that thought.

"Gotta post in the comments that no more futa vids… Hm?"

But ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠right as I was about to crush my UnnieFans bros' hopes…

I froze.

"……A message?"

Eyes blinded by cash, I'd only now noticed the alert popup. A DM to my account.

To block spam, I'd set a 5-dollar tip to even send a DM.

Who the hell throws money away like that?

If it's futa delinquent shit, instant block.

Drawing my mental sword, click. I hovered the mouse over that message window.

"……Oh?"

The message from some anonymous sender was plenty tempting.

* * *

A moment later.

-Ding!

"Yeah, yeah."

I logged straight into the game. The Japanese map from days ago filled my view.

I strode ahead without a care.

"Hell yeah, I do. If you're paying, of course."

Some suspiciously rich foreign bro offered steady patronage if I shot a video to his specs. And the prepaid amount? A whopping 1000 dollars. That's 1.5 million won.

He promised the same again… I nearly teared up on the spot. UnnieFans world is so warm—

And get this, what he wants is an epilogue on what happened to the girls I fucked….

His commission: Shoot the Day 2 aftermath.

No big deal at all. Hell, I wanted to do it myself.

That made my steps lighter than ever.

First one I fucked was… that burger joint waitress, right?

Chiho or whatever her name was. The one I ate up and even sorted the trash for.

Wonder how she fared after going viral.

I quick-traveled right there.

"Non-filming sky-high daughter!"

Whoosh—!!

The view shifted in an instant. Now I stood before the familiar burger joint.

What greeted me was a massive line of customers.

-Wah-wah.

"Isn't the limited menu a bit much?"

"Takes 10 minutes per person, no takeout, too harsh~."

"Ho ho."

Viral fame brought the crowds, huh. But with just one Chiho pussy, she can't handle the demand— hence the line.

Neighborhood pussy hotspot for real.

Poor Chiho, turned into the popular pussy everyone's lining up for… Kinda feels bad now.

I casually reached for the console window.

Hate waiting in line, so whip up a VIP pass or something….

Soon, I strode confidently into the shop.

The line-waiters didn't react to my cut-in at all.

"That's… huh? The guy from TV!!"

"The mukbang bro? Where, where!?"

"Whoa, VIP just walks in."

"Makes sense, promo effect must've been huge."

"Fair enough."

Instead, they were all busy filming me.

Life of a celeb is tough.

"Photos, troublesome."

I coolly recited as I entered the shop, ignoring the "who's that asshole?" stares on my back.

What welcomed me inside… was the packed store.

And in the center, the female server.

"Your ordered Sasaki Chiho pussy is ready. Due to order overload, limiting each customer to 5 minutes— please keep that in mind."

"……?"

After all those tastes from the crowd, she's holding up better than expected. If anything, just some pussy juice dripping down below.

Flawlessly dry, no sweat.

"That one…."

"Ah, VIP member! Welcome!"

Right then, the manager came dashing over.

I pointed at the server. To ask about the menu secret.

"How many sold today?"

"Pardon? Oh… about thirty since opening! Currently only selling breast-pussy combo for dine-in."

"And she's in good shape for that?"

Thirty people groping tits and getting sucked off, shouldn't her pussy be wrecked?

The obvious question got an obvious-yet-insane answer.

"Of course? We reset her fresh before serving again."

"…Pardon?"

"Curious? I'll show you the board. This way."

The manager smiled softly and led me.

Past a college girl happily snapping pics in front of Sasaki Chiho.

With unwavering steps.

Waiting inside, soon Chiho returned.

"Sasaki Chiho, serving complete!"

"Prep a fresh Sasaki Chiho set!"

"Yes~!!"

Then the female part-timers in kitchen aprons hoisted Chiho up and plopped her on the burger assembly counter.

What followed looked just like assembling a burger.

Someone wiped the spit off her tits, applied gel to soothe.

Someone cleaned her pussy with feminine wash, blow-dried till fluffy.

In perfect sync, Chiho was back to pristine in no time.

"Sasaki Chiho ready~!"

"Move to cart, serve customer!"

"Yes!!"

Off she went back to the floor.

From return to pussy-open for the next customer: just one minute.

I couldn't help but marvel at the insane turnover.

"Whoa, what's the rotation rate?"

"We optimized the process to let as many as possible taste Chiho's pussy."

"Ooh…."

One setting tweak, and a burger joint turns full pussy-tit diner.

Admin privileges are the real deal.

"VIP, care to sample? We can do a kitchen tasting."

"Nah, good. Satisfied with the shots."

Of course I wasn't putting my mouth on that.

Clean or not, still nah.

This should satisfy that bro.

After staring at topless Chiho smiling as she served her pussy to customers.

I hit replay recording end and summoned the admin console.

Still, that's too pitiful….

"I'll make sure you rake in the cash, at least."

Then, tap-tap— added a few lines to the burger joint settings.

Nothing major, just consideration for Chiho, who'd become the neighborhood pussy star because of me.

"…That should do it."

No more daily pussy-licking grind for her.

Who'd pay 100k yen to eat a "burger" like that?

Popularity'll fade, probably discontinued soon.

Worse comes to worst, one titty-suck nets her nearly a million won— she'll be happy.

"Alright, I'm out."

With a clear conscience, I turned.

Next stop after the burger joint? Pretty much decided.

This time, obviously….