The TV turned on to a local news program.
“I’m Lisa Smith, it’s 5 o’clock on this beautiful Sunday evening.” Said an average looking redheaded woman.
“And I’m Elizabeth Clark, filling in for Tom Jones. Welcome to the evening news.” Said a slightly more attractive woman with brown hair.
Becky desperately wanted to change it to porn before she came; she looked down at the remote. Next to the “Sluttify” that her mother had pressed, there was another bright pink button labeled “Porn.”
Becky pressed that button, and instantly the news transformed.
Instead of Lisa and Elizabeth reading out the news, the two former news anchors were on a large bed, significantly sluttier looking. Lisa had a considerable amount of plastic surgery now, including her giant, fake H cup tits and her massive puffy lips; Elizabeth had a similarly huge pair of natural G cup breasts. Their hips and asses had expanded and they were now wearing heavy makeup, a far cry from their former “professional” selves. Lisa was eating Elizabeth’s pussy, her huge ass in the air, one hand groping one of her huge fake tits and the other fingering herself. Elizabeth had both her hands on Lisa’s head.
Becky moaned at the site, her eyes glazing over. Suddenly, a camera appeared as she started to change. Her hair turned a bright pink as her nipples became pierced, a steady dribble of milk leaking down her stomach. More prominent makeup appeared on her face, especially her eyeshadow and lips. Her thoughts filled with women and shemales as she became a complete lesbian, the idea of being attracted to men and former boyfriends disappearing from her memories. Her vagina permanently tightened up as she came, the glaze from her eyes disappearing. She glanced over at the laptop she had next to her camera. The TV turned off, Becky no longer remembering that it had been on.
“Mmm, girls, did you like that? Make sure to come back next week when I bring in a friend.” Becky said, as she shut down her livestream.
Becky panted as she calmed down.
“Becky! Did you finish your...” Margaret was about to say “masturbating” but she no longer remembered the command she’d given Becky; Becky had fucked Charlotte after all. “...stream? You get lots of tips?” Margaret finished, a much more sympathetic look on her face. The two had fought when Becky had first come out, since she’d been expecting Becky to bring home lots of men, but ever since she’d started bringing in extra income with her porn, Margaret was much sweeter to her daughter.
“Yep! I got lots of money. Oh, and one of the girls is sending me a plane ticket so I can fly out and fuck her. She’s suuuper rich so it should make lots of money.” Becky said.
Margaret simply smiled. “Good, sweetie. Also, do not forget that your helmet is on the counter.”
“Oh shit, thanks mom! I need that for the porn I’m gonna shoot with Neza tomorrow.” Becky said.
“Oh, and one more thing.” Maggie said.
Becky looked at her as Maggie handed her the phone. It was open to her text messages, and there was a new picture - one of a hot blonde she didn’t recognize, topless, with a flirty message and an address on the bottom.
“She wants you there by 7.” Maggie said with a smile.
Becky was surprised but grateful.
“Thanks, mom.” Becky said, before grabbing the helmet and going upstairs to get ready.
“Of course, sweetie. Make sure you fuck her real good!” Maggie said as Becky went up the stairs.
Maggie sat down in her chair once again, wondering if she should turn the television on.