Suddenly the world shifted and Lisa felt something thrust into her mouth. Something long, hard and tasting of sweat. A muffled noise issued forth and Lisa realized that she was enjoying this. Behind her he heard someone calling out, "Okay. Now Lisa, I want you to really work John over in this shot."
Another moan of pleasure, which was combined with a surge of confusion. Lisa began to pump and suck, going on automatic, while she tried to sort what had just happened. The more she thought about why she was even here in this strange place the more she began to lose her train of thought as she became too focused on the thrill of the moment and realized that she liked the taste of a cock in her mouth. “Why did the wish turn… wait why am I thinking about that? I really have to make this shot believable” she thought as her sexual motivations took over and her original personality got shoved into the recess of her mind. Behind her, the voice called out to the male recipient of Lisa’s oral handiwork and she suddenly felt a hand on the back of her head, which she felt pressing against her head through her now long, soft hair.
Lisa moaned with pleasure as the cock blew its load into her mouth, a load that Lisa had waited for in anticipation for some time since the man’s appendage had begun pumping on its own volition. At that moment The voice behind her screamed, "Cut. That's a rap. Good job people. Lisa, I need to speak with you. Take a shower and get some clothes on."
Standing, her sense of balance off, Lisa looked around as a man in his birthday suit told him, "You were great Lisa. Thanks." Nodding without thinking, Lisa realized that this man’s deposit was still filled up in her mouth. After nodding Lisa stilled her head, closed her eyes, and slowly swallowed every last drop of the sticky and slimy substance, savoring every second of the process. Lisa didn't even want to look down at herself, knowing what she'd see. Instead, she walked to her dressing room. Finding it easily thanks to her memories of the studio she ducked inside and began to look about.
Finding a full-body mirror in the small bathroom, Lisa was relieved at what she saw. With a deep sigh of relief Lisa saw reflected back was a beautiful woman, deeply tanned, with flowing light brown hair that came down to her waist. Her breasts Lisa knew to be a size C48 and her waist to be a size nine. Tracing the hourglass figure of her body, Lisa took in the shaved crotch that bulged out slight into a camel toe. Lisa knew from the memories that flooded her mind at the moment that she saw her reflection that she was who she was supposed to be. Her name was Lisa Roe also nicknamed the ‘long-haired cocksucker of porn’ and was one of the top porn stars in the world and at only 21 years of age one of the most successful.
Lisa knew she used to be a man named Jay and she knew that she had made the wish to the genie that had accidentally turned her into her current self but surprisingly she wasn’t angry or upset. “The genie must have calmed my mind and personality to the changes and made them familiar” she mused as she spotted the lamp on the burrow beside the couch. Lisa knew that she needed to ask the genie specifically what had happened to her in the wish and what she did wrong to actually become the long-haired cocksucker. Still she wasn’t complaining about the overall results as they were quite enjoyable. Hefting both mammoth-sized breasts in her hands she laughed a genuine laugh with a real full smile that followed. Finishing her giggle of happiness to a mind that was continuously readjusting itself to enjoy the female side of life Lisa realized that she needed to take a shower, get dressed, and make her meeting with the director before it was too late. “I can’t lose my spot in this shoot” she thought as thankfully she was already naked from the earlier shot and simply walked into the shower stall to begin her shower.
Thirty minutes later a buxom beauty emerged from her dressing room and closed the door behind her. Lisa knew how the director liked her and the other girls to dress in her presence. Strutting confidently down the hall Lisa was barefoot except for a pair of high black heels. She wore a black bikini thong covered up loosely by a short denim skirt. Following the skirt Lisa wore nothing but a black string bikini top and a loose fitting short denim jacket unbuttoned of course. Her long hair was in a ponytail and she had taken her time expertly applying her makeup and painting her nails and toenails red. “This should really make an impression on the boss” Lisa thought dreamily.