Earth XXX Pt. 3 (Worm) (Patreon)

Themes: Consensual, Porn Industry, F/F, Bondage

Word Count: 2,630

Summary: Emma Barnes is a bit jealous of her friend, ever since Taylor became a pornstar. Or is she? What do her feelings really mean...

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Emma Barnes was a little jealous. How could she not be, her friend might not have been the most popular girl at school, but she was one of the most popular up and coming pornstars on the Eastern Seaboard. Glancing to her left, Emma can’t help but wince as she takes in Taylor’s normal appearance. Taylor Hebert is not what one would call classically ‘hot’. She’s tall and lanky and a bit nerdy, what with the glasses on her face that she refused to exchange for contacts.

But Taylor had shown her some of the porn she’d starred in, when she’d outed herself to Emma. They’d watched it together, not that they’d done anything besides watch… Taylor had been more interested in staring at Emma the entire time, rather than viewing herself being fucked, and so Emma had gone unfulfilled, not willing to reach down and touch herself with her best friend watching.

Taylor’s cape persona, Ten out of Ten, was unbelievably hot. Like, it was ridiculous how fucking sexy Taylor became when she activated her power. It was entirely unfair. So yes, Emma was a little jealous. She wouldn’t let it show though. They were still the best of friends, which was why she was driving Taylor to the boardwalk so they could hang out for the day. Taylor had been so excited by the thought of just relaxing outside of her cape persona for once… Emma hadn’t had the heart to say no, despite her growing envy.

Nostrils flaring, the red head sees construction cones up ahead, and without truly thinking about it, her mind totally focused on Taylor, she turns into the alleyway right before it, knowing that it’ll take her through to the next street over and get them to the boardwalk fast enough still.

Only, once the car is in the alleyway, Emma is startled to find that the other end is blocked off by the back of a truck. By this point, they’re all the way in, but she immediately puts her arm on the back of Taylor’s seat and looks behind them as she shifts into reverse to back up. That’s when the other truck drives in and blocks the way they came as well… and that’s when Emma begins to panic.

“Shit, fuck, shit!”

Taylor looks up from her phone, having been texting someone important or something. The porn star glances this way and that, blinking dumbly.

“What? What is it?”

And then she too sees and recognizes their situation. Almost immediately, there’s a slight change in the air as Taylor’s power activates. Emma looks at the other girl incredulously, even as the back of the first box truck opens up and disgorges several thuggish looking a-holes. Taylor is growing more beautiful by the second and in the rearview mirror, Emma can see herself changing as well.

“… Don’t worry Emma, I’ll handle this.”

And just like that, Taylor opens the door and gets out of the car. Emma can only watch from the driver’s side, wide eyed as the beautiful young woman Taylor’s quite literally becoming right before her eyes walks towards the thugs, who are in turn becoming beef-cakey and more handsome by the second. They still look dangerous however and Emma begins to worry and panic and freak out despite Taylor’s urging.

And then… everything changes as one of the thugs’ faces literally light up.

“Holy shit, you’re Ten-outta-ten!”

The others all stop and pause in confusion, while Taylor just smiles and strikes a pose. A conversation begins while Emma sits in the driver’s seat, her knuckles white from how hard she’s gripping the steering wheel. Yet, in the end there’s no violence, no rape, no nothing. Somehow, the thugs are completely derailed by their member’s fanboy-ism and Taylor’s happy attitude.

Before Emma can even realize what’s happening, her friend is doing an impromptu fucking Meet-and-Greet right there in an alleyway, for men who were about to rob or mug or do WORSE to them! Taylor signs autographs and takes selfies with more than a few of the extremely handsome men. She even gives them a peek, pulling up her top to flash her massive titties in their direction.

And none of it leads to the obvious conclusion of sexual assault. Emma can only watch in wide eyed shock, mouth agape, as ultimately everything just… works out somehow? Eventually, Taylor and the thugs part ways with Taylor heading back to the car and the thugs getting into their trucks and leaving the alleyway. 

They’re just… they’re just letting them go.

“Drive Emma.”

Taylor’s tone has a slightly domineering bent to it, but it’s also rather gentle and understanding. Either way, Emma puts her foot on the gas pedal and drives, turning out onto the street at the other end of the alleyway and heading towards the boardwalk as they’d initially planned. It’s only once they’re in the safety of a parking lot in the far more secure, far more affluential part of town that Emma turns to Taylor with wide eyes and expresses her feelings.

“What the FUCK Taylor?”

Blushing deeply, Taylor finally turns off her power, and they both slowly shift back to their normal forms.

“I uh… my shaker effect might come with a minor master power too? People want me… but they can only have me if I initiate things.”

Emma just stares. And then she stares some more. And then it really all hits her, the numerous possibilities running through her mind all at once. They could have… it just… in the end, the red head’s eyes roll back in her skull and Taylor’s do as well as both slump over unconscious from Emma’s subsequent triggering.

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When Emma wakes back up a couple minutes later, Taylor is already up and staring at her. At first, she doesn’t really understand what happened.

“Wha… what’sh goin’ on Taylor?”

“D-Do you feel different in any way Emma?”

That gets her to furrow her brow as she frowns and shakes her head.

“Mm, no? I don’t think sho…”

And that’s when it happens, her slurring becoming more and more obvious as her tongue slides out of her mouth, elongating and stretching all the way down to her tits. Emma’s eyes go wide at the same time as Taylor’s and the red head promptly has a panic attack.

“’at da thuck!!!”

“Emma! Emma calm down! You triggered, you have a power now! You can control it though, just focus!”

Taylor’s hands are on her shoulders and her words pierce right through Emma’s panicking mind as she’s just beginning to hyper-ventilate. Instead of freaking out further however, with Taylor’s help she’s able to calm her rapidly beating heart. Taking her best friend’s advice to heart, Emma focuses on her elongated tongue and tries to rein it in. And to her surprise, it works. Slowly but surely, her tongue stops growing and then reverses altogether, sliding back into her mouth and shortening back to a normal size.

When it’s over, she’s left panting, wide-eyed, her chest heaving up and down as she and Taylor stare at her. After a moment, Taylor gets a perverted grin on her face that makes Emma feel dirty and causes the red head to blush deeply.

“Hey Emma, what do you think about starring in a porno with me?”

Yeah, that was about what she’d been expecting to hear from her lewd friend’s mouth. Yet, in the end…

“… Sure Taylor, I’d like that.”

Taylor’s big wide smile is brilliant, and Emma’s heart beats faster in her chest for an entirely different reason than fear this time. Taylor might not have been the classical kind of hot in her base form… but she’d always been Emma’s kind of hot, no matter what she truly looked like.

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A week later, and Emma finds herself on the set in one of Brockton Bay’s biggest porn studios. She’s dressed up in red lingerie that matches her hair color perfectly, kneeling on a comfortable enough bed as she waits for the shooting to start. Her hands are cuffed behind her back and her ankles are restrained to the headrest behind her. The large ball-gag in her mouth is just as red as everything else.

Taylor hadn’t initially intended for Emma’s first scene to be BDSM. It’d been she who had ultimately suggested it when her friend and the producer had been discussing ideas for what this particular porno could be about. Taylor had been shocked of course, but the producer had jumped at the chance, saying that the Bondage and Submission market for capes was big right now and it would make Taylor look older than she truly was if Ten out of Ten had a cute little pet.

Emma had blushed, both at the look on Taylor’s face and at being called cute. And now here they were, ready to begin.

“Quiet on Set! We’re starting in three… two… one… action!”

The door on the far side of the set opens up and Taylor walks in, dressed in all black leather. Her power is active of course, which is why Emma looks even more stunning in her red lingerie than normal. Taylor’s long, long legs are on full display though, and her five-inch stiletto heels only give her more height as she stalks forward on them without a single stumble. 

A riding crop smacks against her gloved hand as she smirks easily, the look on her beautiful face immediately making Emma wet, even as Taylor eyes her up and down.

“Well now, someone looks like they’ve been a good girl today. Has my little Tongue Twister been waiting for Mistress to come home and play with her?”

Emma moans through her gag. Tongue Twister might not have been the best name, but there were certainly worse options and given her power… well, she wasn’t complaining, especially when she was basically being paid to live out one of her most desired fantasies. Taylor presses the tip of the riding crop into Emma’s exposed abdomen and the red head leans into it as Taylor slides the toy up along her front, through the cleavage of her breasts and ultimately across her gagged face.

“I can tell you’re eager slut… but not quite yet. Face down, ass up.”

The red head happily moves into position, her legs spreading apart and her head hitting the mattress in front of her as she lifts her hips and her shapely behind up into the air. The butt plug and vibrating dildo in her sopping wet cunt are on full display now and even though Emma knows that many, many people are going to see this, she just can’t bring herself to care. Ultimately, all that matters is Taylor sees it.

The riding crop comes down on her big bubble butt and Emma jumps as it strikes her none-to-gently, though not with enough force to truly hurt her. She lets out a muffled moan each time Taylor brings the crop down on her ass, and she shakes her perky posterior in the air until she does so again, making it jiggle enticingly nonstop.

Finally though, a shadow falls over her and the bed shifts as Taylor climbs on board. There’s a camera right beside them, recording a close up even as the riding crop gets put aside and Taylor lifts Emma’s head up off the bed to bring them face to face. Her beloved mistress smiles coyly as she runs her gloved hands over the sides of Emma’s ball gag.

“Mm, such a good girl, but I know what my pet really wants. How can I not? It’s all you ever think about, isn’t it darling?”

Moaning, Emma does her best to nod, even as Taylor’s hands shift behind her head and undo the clasp on the ball-gag. Emma lets out a little gasp as the big red thing is removed from her slightly aching jaw. She’d only been wearing the thing for half an hour by this point, but she can imagine if this were all real and she’d been wearing it all day, waiting for Taylor to come home and take it out.

It makes her even wetter, falling into the fantasy. When Taylor kisses her, she kisses her best friend back and they make out right there on the bed, both kneeling before each other. With Emma’s hands tied behind her back, Taylor has control of course, though Emma has to be careful not to activate her power too early and overwhelm Taylor’s much smaller tongue with her own.

Eventually, the dark-haired girl pulls back and then crawls around Emma’s body. She looks back over her shoulder as Taylor gets into position at the head of the bed, knowing what’s about to happen next and still being a bit leery of it. Still, they’d practiced this often enough and it truly is the sexiest position for this scene. When Taylor’s hands curl in her red locks and she pulls Emma back until her body is bending in a way that most can’t, the red head just rolls with it.

Thanks to Taylor’s power, Emma is more flexible than most right now. Her back arches and her head falls back as she ends up face to face with Taylor’s cunt and ass. With her chin lined up with Taylor’s clit and her eyes lined up with Taylor’s taint, Emma opens her mouth and her tongue slowly slides out of her mouth. Both she and Taylor stoically ignore the camera currently looking down on them from above to get a good perspective of Emma’s growing tongue as it reaches out and slides in between Taylor’s pussy lips.

Taylor hisses and moans, her fingers curling tighter into Emma’s red locks as she finally shows for the camera just WHY she’s called Tongue Twister. Longer and longer her tongue grows, until one can actually see it writhing beneath Taylor’s navel through her skin in a most perverse manner. As Emma begins to eat out her best friend, Taylor pulls her closer and their lips end up suctioned together as Emma’s nose is buried between Taylor’s ass cheeks.

The red head is in heaven. This is where she belongs, serving Taylor. This is why she has this power, this is why she was so damn jealous, envious of Taylor’s growing popularity. It wasn’t her best friend she was truly jealous of after all… it was all the people who were getting to fuck Taylor. She’d wanted in and now she was getting it, just like she’d always desired.

“Oooh, y-yes, that’s a good pet. F-Fuck, I love your tongue!~ Keep it up Tongue Twister, keep it up!”

Taylor’s cries soon turn incomprehensible as Emma does her best to bring her best friend the pleasure she deserves. Completely forgetting that they’re in a porn studio shooting a movie, the red head eats Taylor out past the point of appropriateness, bringing her to climax again and again and again until Taylor is a shaking, spasming melty mess and Emma has exhausted herself.

At that point, she pulls her tongue back and Taylor shifts off of her face and as the lights and cameras come back into focus, Emma blinks blearily as she realizes the studio crew are all silent, staring at the bed in flustered shock.

Emma blushes as red as the roots of her hair, even as people actually stand up and begin to fucking clap. Taylor just giggles and pulls Emma back into her arms, hugging the bound girl close.

“That was… that was amazing Emma.”

She’s totally broken character, but Emma can’t bring herself to care as she smiles happily and nuzzles into Taylor’s breasts, her hands still tied behind her back.

She’s never been happier.