She hadn’t wanted to stay naked, but she hated the outfit Jack had given her. High heels, fishnets, and a bodysuit that barely covered her pussy, overly tight around her too-big boobs with a huge cleavage rectangle.
And now, as she sat on the couch, Jack was advancing on her with a handheld. “Look, I don’t care if my body’ll make me do it anyway!” Amy protested. “That’s even worse!”
“Camera on in 3… 2…” Jack ignored her, and moved his finger towards the switch.
“No, you fuc-” The very second the camera turned on, Christy Max’s body knew exactly what to do. Amy smiled shyly as her body parted its thighs, letting Jack pan around her with the camera. “Hi,” she said sweetly.
“Hello, Amy,” narrated Jack. “We’re very happy to welcome you to the Busty Bimbo Industries team. How do you feel after the surgery?”
Amy’s hands came up, massaging her huge breasts, letting out a breathy moan. “Well, how do you think I feel?”
“So here, as promised, fans of Christy Max’s legendary body will be happy to see it’s still doing porn… just now, we have Amy Marks.” Amy waved awkwardly. “How old are you, Amy?”
“Well, Jack,” she breathed, still rubbing her knockers. “Amy Bain was seventeen, but legally Amy Mark’s body is twenty four years old.”
“And it knows how to move!” whistled Jack. “So, viewers, you may not know but the technology used means Amy has inherited every iota of Christy’s prodigious porn experience, she knows all the moves, plus what young Amy here has brought to the table. The perfect porn star.”
Amy fluttered her eyelashes. “Oh, you’re just flattering me.”
“So tell us a little about yourself, Amy.”
“Well, I’m a high school student, you know, when I’m not banging dudes. I’m going to become a lawyer.” Amy explained.
“Oh, expensive schools, the good law schools.”
“Well, why do you think I’m doing this?”
“We love the commitment! So committed to getting that dough that you’ve committed to doing porn. What a driven young lady… “But we didn’t think to bring anyone to fuck today.”
Amy gave an exaggerated pout, the entire time screaming inside. Why would she be disappointed, it would mean she was off the hook, at least for today. But her fucked up body demanded to be sated! “That’s a shame. Maybe we can find someone?”
“Eager to start?”
“Look, I aim to be the best at everything I do,” Amy said, and started when she realised her body hadn’t made her say that, and indeed, it was true! Just… she didn’t usually do stuff like this. God, maybe she was integrating with the body.
“Well, guess we’ll have to get shooting A.S.A.P. Anything else to say to the fans?”
Amy wiggled her immense rack and blew a kiss to the camera. “Stay hard for me, boys.” Then she winked.
Jack shut off the camera, and Amy immediately blinked, no longer feeling the inexorable drive to be a porn slut. “Oh my… oh my god!”
“You’re a natural, Amy!” gloated Jack, smirking. “It’ll be up online as of noon on Monday. Look, I’ll text you when your first shoot is, and remember. You are doing this.” Amy reluctantly nodded in agreement, what choice did she have? “Until then, go. Take a break. Relax. Get used to the body.”
“I’m not going to get used to this,” Amy had protested, but it was just futile at this point. A half hour later, she was wobbling out of the office building into the early evening dimness. She couldn’t fit the clothes she’d come in wearing, so had to wear the same ridiculous fishnets-and-cleavage outfit home. In her purse was a new ID card, with her new identity of Amy Marks, 24 year old porn star.
What on Earth would she do? How was she going to break it to her family? Her friends? Oh god, what would school be like?