To share your story, get in touch on ukpersonal huffpost. When I slip into my work uniform, I think back to the days of my jobs: sweating in a restaurant, feet aching in a bookshop, the time I worked in a supermarket and had to literally fight customers off me whilst I reduced food. I started my camming journey ten months ago when I came across an advert on Instagram — a picture of a group of women with different bodies, skin colours, some stretch marks, all laughing together.
I knew nothing about the camming industry, and so had never thought of it as a career move. I was at a real low point in my life, and thought this could be the fresh start I needed. Working from home would be ideal for me, as I struggle with my mental health, and being self-employed could help me finally take control of my finances. And, I thought, perhaps camming could even help me explore and push my until-then vanilla sexuality.
Once I had done my research on the agency, Off The Record, I tentatively broached the subject with my partner of five years. My whole body was shaking and I had butterflies.
Not the reaction I expected from a builder who would be ruthlessly taunted about it if his colleagues found out.
In the camming industry it can be hard to stick out — every single woman you see is genuinely stunning and diverse. I specialise in role plays and cosplays; I can be whoever you want me to be or at least I try.
