WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the celebrities, pornstars, etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own any of celebrities, people or TV shows etc used or referenced in this story.
Starring: Sophie Turner (actress), Madison Scott (pornstar)
Unlikely Pornstar Training Part 1
An erotic multiverse fan-fiction story.
Written by DaxG2001
Codes: Cons, MF, FF, MFF, oral, anal.
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"Fuck, I'm hungry." Sloh Hobb sighed as he walked along the street, heading home from another bland shift mopping floors and cleaning at the city mart. Down on his luck already, the fact that he was noticeably overweight, rotund, and not exactly handsome looking either all piled onto his woes as he more waddled than walked along the sidewalk. "Hope I still got one of those quick microwave burgers still in the fridge." He mused, dressed just in stained, slack pants and a jacket that only just fit.
As he walked, he couldn't help but notice an unusual sight along the street he always goes along which was usually an uninteresting, plain one. A little stoop sale of a table with various trinkets and the like over it, currently manned by a pretty looking, petite woman with blonde hair with various rainbow colours running through it. She was oddly dressed too in an eccentric dress with patchwork squares of various colours.
"Hiya mister! Wanna buy something?" She smiled with a big, almost too friendly tone as she waved at the approaching man. "Everything's on sale for just one of your good old American dollars!"
"Uh, maybe? What ya offering?" Sloh said. None of the items seemed too valuable or useful in all honesty. He'd rather save his money for spending on pornstar social media posts and photo sets or some junk food.
"Oh we got a bit of everything! Candles, costume jewellery, trinkets, dream catches, a magic lamp, promise rings, bottled air..." The woman started rambling.
"Wait, magic lamp?" Hobb raised an eyebrow before his gaze settled on that sizeable bronze lamp in the middle of the table. How had he not noticed that before?
"Yep! Magic! Grants the owner three magic wishes just like in the stories!" She explained with a rather casual nod. "Of course there the old, you know, curse behind it. You gotta be careful what you wish for or else you just might get it." She warned but with a contrasting, playful tone as she gave a wink. "You interested? It's the only one in stock!"
"Heh... Sure. I'll take your 'magic' lamp..." Sloh said, letting out a snigger at her claims about it as he rustled around in his pocket. Producing a crumbled one dollar bill to the woman. Snatching up the lamp as he looked it over. "Might be able to flog this off to a pawn shop for a few bucks more." He rather rudely thought out loud.
"Sooooooooooo... What ya gonna wish for, Mister?" The woman asked with a wide smile that didn't seem completely genuine.
"What any guy would wish for." Hobb said, tucking the lamp under his arm. "Loads of fucking money... Being a total chick magnet... And, fuck it I dunno, like being some like sort of sex god. Like one of those dudes out of a hentai who can keep getting hard and cumming all the time." He bluntly said, not caring how filthy his words were in front of someone he's never met before.
"Got it!" The woman all too calmly replied, giving a wink and tapping fingers to her head. The motion just seeming to him an eccentric mannerism, but distracting him from noticing that the lamp he held gave a brief glow as he held it. "No refunds! Well, see ya around, Mister! And remember -- be careful what you wish for! You never know what you're gonna get!" She warned with not exactly a fully playful tone either.
"Heh, yeah, sure. Whatever. See ya." Hobb said as he turned away. "Crazy fucking bitch." He said under his breath as he started to walk off. "Did this thing get heavier all of a sudden?" He noted, glancing at the lamp. "Hey, you! What's this thing even made of..." He yelled, looking back. Blinking when the entire stall, and the woman herself, had vanished from existence. Like she'd never been there at all. The only proof being the lamp he still held. "The fuck??" He looked around, just seeing the normal street. "But there was... Huh??" Spending a minute or two just looking around the now empty spot before he shook his head. "There fucking was that weird lady here though." He said, looking at the lamp again before, with no other choice really, just carrying on down his planned route. If his mind was playing tricks on him, then why was he holding a lamp now that shouldn't exist?
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The next day...
Sloh's eyes blinked awake as he heard his phone alarm going off. "Alright, alright I'm fucking awake..." He groaned at himself as he rolled over. "...The fuck??" He said, rolling over and instead of finding his phone on a stack of boxes he used as a table, he just found more bed that the single, old and barely comfortable one he was used to. "This ain't my bed." He stated the obvious as he rolled again and this time turned the alarm off. "This ain't my fucking apartment."
He sat up, seeing a rather lavish and expensive bedroom full of modern fixtures and fittings topped off by the King Size bed he was on. This was a room near damn bigger than his whole apartment alone. "...This is not my place." He said, swinging his flabby legs and moving off the bed. The only thing that was the same about him apart from his body in general was the shorts and a size too small shirt he wore, exposing his gut as he walked. "...I could get used to this place though." He remarked, peering into the en suite bathroom that made him whistle. "Wait, hang on. What the fuck is going on here? And what..." He glanced down. Seeing that hanging around his neck was a small golden necklace with the ornament of a small magic lamp hanging on it. He then also found that when he touched it, the necklace refused to budge and he was unable to take it off. "...Did that fucking lamp actually grant me three wishes?"
"Damn skippy it did, Mister!" He almost fell over in shock when that crazy woman from yesterday suddenly spoke. Let alone the fact she appeared out of nowhere, sitting on the edge of his bed. "Welcome to your wishes, and allllllllll the consequences that come with them!" She added with a smirk.
"Wait, what? Who? How?!?" Hobb stuttered out as he looked over her. The woman had on that dress from before but topped off her look with bracelets, bangles, earnings and a necklace all adorned with blue gemstones. All with a tiara on her head with the same crystals.
"Oh, I'm just your local thousands years old genie, that's all." She casually explained with a smile. "The name is Jeanie by the way. Yeah I know, not my real name anyway but it's easier for you mortals to pronounce. All that you need to know is that this?" She motioned around with a hand. "This is allllllllllllll because of your little wishes. No take backs by the way. And you've got to deal with all the bad things that come along with them!"
"What, like bills?" Hobb glanced around the room a bit. As far as consequences went, he could deal with living in a mansion like this.
"Oh yeah, bills and taxes! The stuff you mortals hate!" Jeanie confirmed with a nod.
"But if I've got, like, loads of money like I wished for? Won't that cover all of that?" Sloh correctly pointed out.
"That's... That's not the point." Jeanie claimed, like she wasn't seeing how her 'punishment' wasn't exactly that. "And look at the size of this place! Think of all the cleaning you're going to have to do!"
"I'll just pay for cleaners. With all the shit loads of money I now apparently have!" He smiled, quickly warming to the idea of this all as he opened up a door. Finding a large walk in closet. "And having clothes that actually fit? That's fucking sweet!"
"Oh, you think so? Well you'll soon find out when you have to do countless amounts of... Laundry!!" Jeanie said, before letting out her attempt at a wicked laugh.