The Seven Ex-Girlfriends of Jonas - Part 5 [Porn Star TG]

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Jonas tries to use magic to lay a curse on his seven ex-girlfriends for dumping him, but the magic backfires. Now, he is forced to become them each in turn for a day and feels compelled to act as they would.

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Chapter 5 - Porn Star

“Quiet on the set! And will somebody get lighting down here, please? 

My palms were damp with sweat, and it wasn't because of the aforementioned lights. They blazed down on the set, and people rushed about, trying to get everything ready. I knew this day was coming; Bella was next on my list. Still, as I had gone to sleep last night as Lacey, I had silently begged the universe for an off day. One where Bella stayed home and didn't have a shoot to attend, no such luck. 

I’d woken up with a chest and butt full of silicone, a set of perfect pouty lips and hair that had been dyed every colour of the rainbow. At the moment it was a dark brown that faded to light at the tips. Ombre was the word somebody had used to describe it; it sounded more like a medicine than a hairstyle to me. 

I’d only dated Bella for a few weeks; I barely knew her. I tried to remember what I knew of her personality when I woke up, but the truth was all my memories of Bella were about her body. Who could blame me, though? Nobody dated a professional porn star for their personality! Our dinner dates had been an exercise in patience on my part, waiting for her to have enough preamble to get it on. Which only happened twice by the way, to limited success. I’d expected her to have all sorts of crazy positions and be some sort of wild sex kitten, but she’d asked for missionary both times. 

Which left me in a bit of a pickle. I had no idea what to expect from my compulsions this time. What kind of person was I going to be forced to act as? When I woke up, I was in a state of shock and compelled to follow her phone reminder to attend a shoot. Now I was here and sweating bullets.

“Bella, what on Earth? I will need to redo your make-up now.” A cross looking woman sighed. “Can somebody please get lightning down here? Bella is sweating so much she’s ruining my good work.”

Any excuse that delayed me climbing onto that bed sitting on the set was welcome. 

I sat back in the makeup chair, let the woman powder my face, and stared at my reflection. I was dressed in a simple black negligee. The fabric clung to my curves, accentuating Bella’s extremely feminine shape. My overly round boobs looked ready to fall out at any second. When I stood up the director had finally fixed the lighting and beamed at me. He was a skeevy looking guy with a black goatee named Alex who had shaken my hand a little too firmly when I first arrived. His eyes lit up with appreciation when he saw me. 

"Perfect, Bella. You look absolutely stunning. Now, let's begin.”

He led me to the bed and helped me settle onto the soft sheets. The cameras whirred into action, their lenses capturing my every movement. I felt a surge of self-consciousness, but Bella kept me still. I felt an odd sense of professionalism. My pussy tingled in anticipation, but somehow, I knew that was all me, Bella wasn't getting off on this at all. Weird. 

"Today, Bella, you'll be exploring the wonders of automated pleasure," Alex said dramatically, clearly reading from the script. He picked up a sleek, silver dildo. "This beauty here is designed to mimic the sensations of oral pleasure. It's a masterpiece of engineering, tailored to provide you with unparalleled satisfaction."

Thank God he wasn't on camera; I could tell his delivery was stilted. I smiled as naturally as I could manage at the camera, feeling my skin turning pink. He handed me the dildo, it looked normal enough except for the tip, which thinned and flattened to look more like a tongue. He nodded, and I pressed a button at the base. The end wiggled, simulating a tongue's movements. 

“Giggle excitedly!” he whispered harshly, and before I could stop myself, I did. 

Alex then took the toy back and positioned it between my thighs, and as it made contact with my sensitive skin, I felt a jolt of pleasure. The toy's vibrations intensified as he adjusted its settings, sending waves of delight through my body. I arched my back, my hands gripping the sheets, as the dildo's tongue-like motions teased and tantalised me. Once again though, I was reminded that Bella was feeling nothing but professional obligation. 

"Oh, this feels incredible," I murmured, my voice breathy with desire.

Alex smiled, his eyes fixed on my reactions, just like the camera. All of a sudden, he pushed the toy up into my hole. The force knocked the air from my lungs, and a wail escaped the back of my throat. I tossed and turned in the sheets, feeling that tongue tip press against my G spot as the dildo hummed and whirred inside me. It was only half an act. It felt so good I shuddered, getting closer and closer until suddenly all stimulation disappeared as Alex removed the dildo. Leaving me empty and wanting. 

"We're just getting started. Now, let's introduce you to the wonders of dual stimulation." He chuckled before whispering. “Come on, Bella. Whimper a bit, you’re desperate.”

If only he knew how true that was. He reached for another toy, a curved vibrator with a bulbous head and a flexible shaft. 

"This little gem is designed to stimulate both your G-spot and clitoris simultaneously.”

My hips bucked desperately but Bella’s professional attitude took over, reminding me of the line from the script.

“Oh no, I don't think I can handle it!” 

“You have no choice, I am afraid.”

He guided the vibrator inside me; I felt a unique sensation as the toy's curved shape hit all the right spots. The vibrations were stronger this time, and I moaned softly, my body responding to the intense pleasure. Alex adjusted the toy's settings, varying the intensity and rhythm, pushing me closer to the edge of ecstasy.

"Oh, it's amazing," I whispered, my eyes fluttering shut as I surrendered to the sensations.

"We're not done yet, Bella," he said, his voice laced with excitement. "Now, let's add a little twist to the game."

He produced a remote control and stepped into the frame for a moment to give the camera a wicked smile. Then, with a click of a button, he increased the vibrations of the newest toy. 

I felt like I was being swept away on a tide of pleasure, my body moving instinctively to the rhythm. I writhed on the bed, my moans filling the room, as the toys worked their magic. I was supposed to moan and cry out, but I was so overwhelmed only silence graced my lips. 

“Let’s capture her climax, shall we?”

With that, Alex increased the intensity of the vibrations once more, pushing me over the edge. I cried out, my body convulsing in a powerful orgasm, I gripped the silk sheets hard enough that I swore I’d torn holes in them. 

“Cut!”

The toy was withdrawn, and I was left breathless. What a job! If the pay was good, I might even get into the industry myself, if I ever got back to my real body. 

Alex was watching playback on some of the cameras and nodding. 

“Well done, but you missed about three lines toward the end there.”

“Sorry, I was a bit overwhelmed.”

“That’s not like you.” He snorted. “Anyway, let’s do another take.”

“A-another?”

I already felt so sensitive from the orgasm I wasn't sure I could handle running through that whole scenario again. But Alex nodded, and I was frozen in place; Bella never watched off set, of that I was sure. 

So I laid back down on the bed and the cameras started up again. Out came the silver dildo, then the twin vibrator. I tried over and over again to get the take right, but it was impossible. With each new run, I got more sensitive, my brain felt like it was turning to mush. After what felt like an age and endless orgasms, Alex was finally satisfied. And pissed off.

“Come on, Bella. We are way behind now. This isn’t like you.”

“S-sorry. But we got there, didn't we?”

“Yeah, but we have three other shorts to film today.”

I swayed on my feet.

“Three?!”

“Didn't you read the email? Get your head in the game, Bella. Or better yet, come give some head, haha.”

Alex seemed to think his joke was very funny as he handed me yet another script. 

This was one more standard. A plumper coming to fix my sink decides he’d rather inspect my pipes, so to speak. The scene was redressed, and I found myself awkwardly bent, sitting on a table with my legs straight in the air in an open V. My face blushed; there were a dozen people with a front-row seat to my vagina. 

“Can’t we be in a more comfortable position?” I asked, “My legs are already aching.”

“It’s for the camera,” Alex said simply. 

“I thought you said this girl was the best because she never complained?” The man for the scene grumbled. 

My lips zipped shut. 

The man plunged into my sensitive hole, and the cycle began anew. Every time I thought we were done, they needed another take, another angle, another position. Then, when that film was done, there was another. This one with some truly acrobatic positions. By the time the day's work ended my whole body ached from being bent into a pretzel, and my pussy lips were tingling with overstimulation. 

Even walking made me want to whimper with pleasure as my lower lips pressed together. I felt like I’d had enough sex to last a lifetime. Even sitting on the bus home felt like torture, every little bump and vibration from the motor seemed to tingle up me. I was thankful when I finally stumbled back into Bella’s apartment. 

This had definitely been the most exhausting day yet; including all the workouts I did with Lacey. I wanted to flop on the couch and not move for a hundred years.

“Hey, babe!”

I almost groaned but managed to stop myself. Bella had a new boyfriend. I wanted to scream. The man had sandy blonde hair and a lanky build. He was leaning up against the door, clearly waiting for me. I couldn’t help but wince; he was trying to play it cool. Whoever he was, he obviously hadn't been dating Bella long and judging from the eager look in his eyes, they hadn't done anything yet, either. 

“Justin, Hi.” I heard myself say. 

“I know you said you had a big day of work today, so I thought I’d come help you relax tonight.” 

God, had I been this obvious? Or maybe it was just because I was walking in Bella’s shoes, but he couldn’t more obviously be trying to get me into bed. I wanted to sigh and turn him away, explain to him that a whole day of having sex in the most ridiculous scenarios was hardly a turn on like he thought it was; but I couldn’t. Bella’s personality was keeping me in check; she was a people pleasure and…there was something else. A tiny flicker of hope in her chest that maybe one day, somebody would want to date her for her, not her body. Just like with Lacey, guilt began to swirl in my stomach. It wasn't so long ago that I was just like the guy in front of me. He was staring at my chest so much he hadn't even noticed I was yet to reply. 

“Come in,” I said eventually. “We can get some food.”

“My treat!” He insisted, pulling out his phone and ordering us both pizza. 

If nothing else, at least I’d get a free meal out of this. 

“I’m gross from work, I am going to shower. Call me if the food arrives.” I smiled, and to my surprise, Justin didn't argue. 

Slipping out of my clothes and under the water felt heavenly. I sighed, letting the cold water wash away the sweat of the day before gradually ramping up the heat. The water flowered though my dark hair and between my new curves. It was strange, these breasts didn't have any natural sag at all. After four days and four different bodies, I’d gotten used to the feeling of weight against my chest. These ones were round like balls and my spine protested holding them up all day. 

I pressed a palm against the fogged glass of the shower and let my eyes fall closed. Peace washed over me and I took a deep breath of hot air only to immediately lose it as I yelped in shock. There were hands on my breasts and I flailed, barely stopping myself from falling over as I twisted in surprise to find Justin behind me, naked and looking incredulous.

“W-wha-? Haven't you ever heard of knocking!?”

“You knew I was coming in.” Justin replied, having the audacity to sound annoyed. “Didn’t you invite me in here?”

“No!”

“You announced you were going to the shower, right after I arrived, what else was I supposed to think?”

“That I had just finished work and wanted a shower!”

“Oh, come on.” He rolled his eyes. “Work for you is laying on your back all day. If a porn star announces she’s going to have a shower, she obviously wants you to follow.”

“Well, obviously, you’re wrong because I didn’t.”

I crossed my arms awkwardly over my bubble breasts and stepped out of the shower to dry off. I felt my ass jiggling as I shimmied the towel over my legs, and Justin laughed.

“Okay, now you’re definitely teasing me.”

“My body just moves that way! Can't we just…put a movie on and each our pizza? It’ll be here soon.”

“That’s it? Are we seriously not going to have sex, this is our third date.” He complained, following me out of the bathroom and across the apartment to the bedroom. 

I grabbed a set of the frumpiest pyjamas I could find from the wardrobe and threw them on in defiance and Justin, who was still naked, looked ready to burst a blood vessel.

“This is hardly a date, you showed up unannounced.”

“Because I thought you’d like it.”

“I don’t. It’s not my fault you assumed.”

“Well, I didn't walk all the way over here just to watch TV.”

“Guess you’re going home then,” I said, hands on my hips. 

Justin’s hands curled into firsts before he scoffed.

“Fuck you.”

“You wish.”

He swore and stormed out of the bedroom, flinging the front door of Bella’s apartment open and stunning the pizza delivery boy poised to knock. Before he could speak, Justin snatched the pizza and gave me a final hard look before walking down the hall with it. 

“Um…are you going to pay for that?” The pizza guy asked nervously, unable to look me in the eye. His gaze drifted from his feet to my chest a few times, and I sighed.

“I guess I am.”

“O-On second thought, never mind. That guy is obviously a jerk, I’d feel guilty making you pay.” The young guy said. “Um, If you ever want to see somebody else maybe…”

He trailed off, and I raised an eyebrow. His mouth opened and closed a few times like a goldfish as he realised that hitting on a woman just as her ex was leaving probably wasn’t a good idea. After a few awkward seconds of silence, he cleared his throat and closed the door.

“Alone at last.” I breathed. “What a day.”

Clad in my soft, comfortable pajamas, I flopped down onto the couch in a huff. I settled in and found myself drawn to a cheesy looking Netflix romance. Halfway through a new pizza arrived, thankfully with a different delivery boy and I laid myself across the couch with the box balanced on my stomach. 

The movie was stupid; but entertaining, and when the credits finally rolled I pressed my fingers against the empty pizza box and hummed. This had been the very first time since all this started that I'd forgotten what body I was in. And it was Bella’s of all people! The curviest, sexiest woman I had ever met, and I’d spent my evening in her body eating pizza like a slob. 

It felt oddly liberating. I’d assumed Bella was into porn because she loved sex but maybe she just had the body for it and the brains to realise it was a good fit. That guilt continued to gnaw at me. All the indignant rage I’d started off with was melting away, replaced with…shame. Shame at how I’d behaved with my ex-girlfriends and embarrassment that I’d ever been angry and petty enough to use magic to get back at them. 

“If I am in Bella now…next up is Jane.”

I winced; with this new perspective, Jane was probably the person I owed the biggest apology. Absent-mindedly, I rubbed my belly, flat and smooth, but tomorrow that was probably going to change. I could only hope that tomorrow the universe wouldn't punish me too much. Even if I probably deserved it.