Exhausted, you stagger towards your room, ready to fall into bed, when you hear soft, feminine moans emanating from your flatmate's room. His door is ajar and you can't help teasing it open a little wider and peeking inside.
Nathan and Emma sit on the bed, watching pornography on Nathan's laptop with a detached, critical air. They're both clothed - a rare sight when those two are together. Nathan is dressed in a dinner jacket and swirling a half-full wine glass in his palm - in recent weeks, he has become something of a connoisseur of pornography. Emma is sat against the headboard, a notepad resting on her crossed legs, sucking on the end of a pencil and occasionally taking notes.
From what you can see, the pornography is remarkable vanilla for those two. There isn't even a horse in sight. It's simply a video of two teenage girls, both slender and pretty but hardly porno actress material, tenderly kissing and fondling each other.
The scene is too unusual (or unusual in its normalcy) for you not to poke your nose in further. As you push the door open, Emma starts, but instead of attempting closing the laptop she races to hide the notepad. "Relax, Em, it's just Mike," Nathan rolls his eyes.
"I know, I just don't want him seeing mutter mutter mutter," she says, leaning close and whispering in his ear.
"Okay, what are you guys up to?" you demand suspiciously.
They share a glance. "Market research," they respond together.
"For what?"
Nathan pats the bed beside him. Awkwardly you climb next to him. "Check this out," he grins, gesturing to the video. You sit and watch as it continues. The dark haired girl lifts up the tee shirt of the smaller, brunette girl , sucking hungrily at her little pink nipples and small breasts.
"What about it? They're just lesbians."
Nathan grins. "That's where you're wrong. It's the latest thing - TF porn! They're both guys in bodysuits. Even better, they both think the other dude is a proper chick. Watch... watch the brunette..." he insists, pointing at the screen. The brunette begins to kiss the dark haired "girl" back more forcefully, her slender hands squeezing the other's breasts more roughly. Nate cackles. "It's great. Since they both secretly think they're the dude, they refuse to let the other take the initiative. They start trying to outdo each other, trying to make sure they're always the one on top. It gets pretty heated."
He fast forwards the video. What had previously been two young women gently experimenting together was now something more forceful. They tore at each others' clothes were urgency, kissing and using their teeth now. He fast forwards five more minutes, and the scene has degenerated into passive-aggressive fight-sex. All but the flimsiest pretense of sex has gone - both girls are wrestling on the bed, trying to pin the other beneath them, trying to force them in headlocks, pulling their hair, twisting their arms. One of the bodysuited men gives a girly cry of victory as she manages to sit on the face of the other, smothering her nose and mouth between ass cheeks. In an amazing act of gymnastics worthy of a martial arts master, the trapped girl flexes her body, somehow wrapping her thighs around the other's neck, her knee flexed against the carotid artery. The girl on top starts to go blue as the choke hold takes effect.
"The guy filming this told each guy they could be in a porn video if they wore a bodysuit and fucked a hot chick. If you watch their faces closely, you can actually spot the moment when they realise what's really going on," Nathan grinned. "Want to know the best part? They're actually brothers. The unmasking at the end is hilarious."
"Oh God. That's horrible!" You glance over at Emma's notepad. In large letters, she has written 'incest'. Dreading that you already know the answer, you say, "Tell me again what this is market research for..."
"We're going to make our own porn!" Nathan exclaims. "Transporn Entertainment!"
"Or Transporn and Son," Emma adds, underlining 'incest' several times.
"We're still finalizing the name," Nate says. "Want to help?"
Do you want to help your flatmate and his girlfriend(?) founding their own transformation-based porn studio?
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