The Perks of Being a Producer

Fame. A goal every young girl has wished for at some point in her life. To be able to share her voice with the world. To bring joy to countless people. To be not just famous, or beloved, but an idol!

Many dream of becoming one, but only a handful of girls have the voice, the moves, and the force of personality to be a world-class idol! That’s why we here at 765 Production do our best to help cultivate your natural talent and bring you the stardom you deserve. The road ahead may be treacherous, but we believe every young girl has it in her to rise to the top! If you’re interested, feel free to fill out an application in our Tokyo location at 8910…

BEEP! BEEP! “Huh?” My focus on the framed advertisement is diverted as I check the alarm on my phone. “Almost seven already? I gotta get to my office...” Time flies when you’re having fun, I guess. Despite working here as a new producer for a solid week already, this was the first time, on a whim really, that I decided to check out some of the adverts hung up in the studio’s lobby. Most of these have the same kind of stuff you’d find in advertising like this, but they’re always accompanied by marvelous pictures of previous idols, and man do they look cute. I don’t know why I even bothered reading them in the first place; it’s those photos that caught my attention. I could look at them all day…

I vigorously shake my head. “Focus man, you’ve got a job to do!” As I walk to my office, I recollect on how my current client is coming along. Of the ten potential applicants presented when I took the job, my manager said I was only allowed to train one at the moment, to see if I could handle even that much. They all seemed capable (and cute too~!), but I eventually settled with a fourteen-year-old from Saitama, Yayoi Takatsuki. Our first meeting together was certainly… loud… but just by talking to her, I could tell that behind that hyperactivity is someone strong-willed and genuinely optimistic. With traits like that, I knew people would end up loving her! Once they get passed that overwhelming personality of hers…

“Okay, first thing I should do today is call her.” I pull open the door to my office. “We will probably work on more voice train- Huh!?” As soon as I enter, a young girl greets me as she diligently works hard at sweeping the modest room.

“Producer-san~! So good to see you today!”

“Yayoi? How… When… What’re you doing here?”

“Cleaning of course! I was in the area, so I decided to come in and spruce the place up! What do you think?”

Honestly, I can’t help but smile at the girl. Though a bit misguided, it’s clear her heart’s in the right place. “It looks nice! Thank you very much for your help.” I give her a simple pat on the head between her pigtails as she looks up at me, face practically beaming. Besides, now that she’s here, that’s one less phone call I have to make.

I clap my hands together, bringing us both to attention. “Alright then! Now that we’re both here, what’s say we get to work then? You remember about the audition you have later?”

“Yup!” Even though she’s standing in place, her entire body still moves and bobs around with an unrestrained energy. “I remember you said this one’s gonna be important for me, that this could be my big break into becoming an idol! That’s why I’ve been practicing every spare moment I have!”

“That’s good then. How about we put all that practice to the test in the vocal room?”

“Sounds like a plan~!”

With that, I lead Yayoi down the hall into a big, open room with walls covered in a noise-dampening, foam material. As she sets everything up, I take a moment to admire her a little bit. The young girl stands a tad short at 145cm with blue eyes and reddish-brown hair currently tied up into pigtails. Her standard set of casual clothes consists of an orange long-sleeve shirt, a denim skirt that covers her thighs, a pair of pink sneakers with striped green knee socks, and a bright green wallet in the shape of a frog constantly hanging from her neck. Her youthful appearance coupled with her excitable attitude gives a childlike quality to her that I’m sure people will adore. I know I do!

Once I notice her all set up, I step forward and begin the instructing. “You ready to go then?”

“Oh, I was BORN ready!”

I give my ears a moment to recover. “Yes well, you remember our first rule?”

“To, uh… To not blow out the microphone with my voice?”

“Atta girl. Let’s start from the top then.”

–

We work through rehearsals without much issue. She isn’t exactly the best singer yet, but her chutzpah more than makes up for it. “That was a good session, Yayoi! Let’s take a quick break now, okay?”

“Actually, I think I can keep going-” gurgle… Before she could finish her sentence, the room was shaken by a deep, powerful noise. “Oh no! I was so excited for today, I somehow forgot to eat breakfast!” The worried young lady lies onto the floor, her limbs outstretched as if she didn’t have the energy to move them anymore. “Oh… woe is me! Now I’ll just waste away…”

Seeing the poor, pitiable figure before me awakens a deep, instinctive desire within me to help and protect! “Poor Yayoi! I will not let a talented figure such as yourself shrivel up to dust! Come, I will take you to a place of nourishment!”

“Really!?” Her head instantly perks up at the suggestion. “Thank you! Oh, but for real, I can’t afford anything too expensive. I think I can find something else to eat.”

I furrow my brow in deep concentration. This may end up biting me in the butt, but she is technically my responsibility right now. “D-Don’t worry, I can pay for your meal.”

The figure sprawled across the floor sits back up before vehemently shaking her head. “No, please, I couldn’t-”

“Ah, don’t worry about it. Think of this as a celebration for a job well done! Okay?”

After a moment of silent concentration herself, her stomach appears to make her decision for her, loud and clear. “...Okay, but I’ll still pay you back when I can!”

“Really! Don’t worry about it!”

–

The two of us head over to a nearby noodle shop. I order myself a decently sized bowl of ramen while my companion, fueled by her insatiable hunger, gets the largest meal they’ve got! My wallet may be a bit worried, but I feel it was all worth it to hear that content sigh escape Yayoi’s lips. “Ah~! Thanks Producer-san! I don’t know how I could ever thank you enough!”

"Well, if you want to really make it up to me, I'm sure a pretty girl like you could find a way, hm?"

Yayoi gives a quick giggle at your suggestion. "You're so silly sometimes, Producer-san, you know that?" she says, her cheeks growing a little red.

Since I still have some food left, I try to strike up a conversation to fill the impending silence. “So, do you think you’re ready for the audition today?”

In a very out-of-character moment, Yayoi quietly sits still. Her face is stoic, as if the smile usually plastered onto her face was put away to make room for her thoughts. “You know what? Yeah!” Her usual disposition slowly creeps its way back. “Yeah! I can handle this! Not only do I want it bad enough, but I’ve worked hard to get to where I am today! I know I can do this!” Her triumphant speech is interrupted with her looking up towards me. “What about you? You know I can do this right?”

God I hope so. If this doesn’t go well, that’s more time I gotta spend getting things together, hoping for more chances to come by. If it takes too long, I could loose my job! I want to say it’ll be alright, that the universe will give her what she deserves, but in truth this business can be dangerously cutthroat.

Still, when I look into those innocent eyes staring up at me, full of determination and trust, genuine belief in me… “You’ll do fine, Yayoi, I promise.”

“Yeah we will! This audition will be a piece of cake! So long as we give it 110%, we can do anything!” She stands back up, ready to take on the world. “Let’s do it then~! Hi-five!”

I stand up, getting wrapped up in the hype myself, and giver her extended hand a good slap with my own. “Yeah! Hi-five baby!”

“Woo! Alright! Let’s go get ready! Yeah!” Without a moment of hesitation, she runs off back towards the studio.

“Yeah! Let’s… Gyah! W-Wait for me!” I desperately scream as I try to catch up to her.

–

No beating around the bush. Yayoi passed with flying colors!

The two of us make our way back to my office to celebrate. “...And did you see that move I did in the final chorus section! I absolutely nailed it!” The idol-to-be walks in clad in her performance outfit, chock full of fancy frills and vibrant colors. Not to mention it shows off her midriff and a good bit of leg, making it my favorite.

“It was pretty impressive! But then again, you’ve practiced that part a ton beforehand.”

“Only because it’s so hard! But up there, it was like it was nothing! It was so cool!” I get ready to take off my tie when I hear her voice perk up again, this time with an oddly subdued tone. “Hey, you know what…?” I turn around right before being taken into a tight hug. “Thank you so much for being my producer. I couldn’t have done this without you.”

Her small frame pulling me into such a tight embrace sent my heart aflutter. A mix of genuine pride and inappropriate thoughts flood my mind all at once. I lay one arm along her back, fingertips just barely reaching her buttocks, as I reciprocate her feelings. “I should say the same! I wouldn’t have a job without you! I can’t tell you enough how grateful I am you let me be your producer.”

After a second of hugging, I hear a muffled laugh come from below me. Yayoi looks up at me, a sinister smile connecting her cheeks. “You’re just the same as ever, Producer-san.”

“Excuse me?”

She wiggles up closer to me. “I can feel you on my tummy...”

Sure enough, the intimate moment had excited me to the point that my little fella was now fully hard and pressing onto the fourteen-year-old in front of me. “Oh! Well, we can just-” I feel a tug on my tie as my head is pulled downwards, my lips smashing into a soft, young pair waiting for me. If there were any hesitations I had before, they all had been washed away with that huge wave of ecstasy.

My hand lowers to greedily grab a handful of Yayoi’s gorgeous behind with reckless abandon as my other twists its digits through her hair, pulling her head into a much deeper kiss. Our lips part as our tongues sloppily curl around each other, unabashed moans of pleasure quickly filling the room. Her technique is loose, unrefined, but oh-so passionate! It’s as if every ounce of determination in her body is channeled into this warm, wild appendage of hers.

Her arms go to work as well, pulling me in close enough to feel the wonderful softness of her chest, or at least what I can feel between all the layers of clothes that separates us! Eager to go further, I carefully guide us over to the couch, allowing her to fall backwards onto it.

“Pwah!” Our lips disconnect as she falls, leaving me hunched over her as we look into each other’s eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever appreciated just how beautiful a shade of blue her irises are. As she smiled up at me, a moment of doubt pierced my conscious. “Listen, we don’t have to do this if you don’t-”

“Shh...” As her gloved fingers rest on my silent lips, she slowly caresses upwards along her leg, eventually lifting her skirt enough to show off a lime green pair of panties worn underneath. “Don’t worry, I want this! I’m super sure of it!”

My very soul warms up from the light of her enthusiasm. I grab her exposed hip and slowly fiddle with my dress pants. After what feels like an awkward eternity, I finally reveal my member, exposing it to my young client! I worry if it will be ‘enough’ for her for a brief moment, but the excited eyes darting back and forth between me and my tool assuage my fears.

A single thumb is all I need to pull her panties out of the way, revealing her glistening folds, light shining off her wet, excited arousal. Looking closely, a tantalizingly small amount of pink can be seen leading back to her amazingly erotic opening. Lining my head up with her entrance, I can already feel her heat radiate off onto me, as if she were trying to pull me into her depths.

“Nghaa...” I push forward, motivated by my partner’s needy sounds of pleasure. The feeling of her tight, teenage walls clasping down on me is indescribable. “Nnn… Oh yess! K-Keep going…!” I want this feeling to last forever, to take it slow and cherish every last sensation of this glorious act.

But, I’m not really good at self control.

Readying my hips, I forcibly push forward into the melting-hot orifice surrounding me. I don’t waste any time getting my hips into a steady rhythm, stirring Yayoi’s succulent honey pot as her breath quickens. “Haah~! Oh my Go-ooo-od! You feel so… sosososoSO GOOD~! It’s l-l-like my body is wr-rapping around your d… d-DICK!” A big, goofy grin forms on her face, a forbidden fulfillment as she describes my body part. “D-Don’t, please don’t stop~! I’m getting… I’m…”

Her entire body twists and convulses, her nether region grinding and rubbing along my length in ways I never could have imagined, as if it was desperately rubbing on something to find that sweet release. “MMMMMMFFFFFNNNNGG~!” Sure enough, I can feel Yayoi’s entire body shiver as she lets out a restrained, deafening scream.

“Gyah!” I let out a moan as well as her ecstatic climax brings me over my edge. I feel my member twitch and pulsate as it pushes out my seed into the warmth surrounding it.

“Haah...” We both stay there, panting, as I slowly lower myself onto my lover, our embraces quickly finding each other. The two of us rest on the couch, our resplendent highs fading away as we share each other’s warmth. “Hee hee, let’s hope the next audition goes this well too!”