Her first BGG

"Isabella Gem, look at what we have here..." The cameraman said as Jemma giggled. She was in a black and red one-piece swimming suit, and smiling eagerly for the camera. Cheryl nodded approvingly behind him. Josh tried to find a place where he could listen without being noticed. He was his aunt's personal assistant. Being a male porn star, he had discovered, required you to get hard in front of twenty or so people for hours at a time. The average person on-set looked more like Lemmy from Motorhead than a nubile young starlet. And, his powers didn't work on himself. He couldn't just tell himself to get hard and then get hard.

It was fine. Porn still gave him a ready supply of attractive young women whom nobody would notice or care if they suddenly became more slutty and grew big whopping tits. He was now his aunt's PA. He did odd jobs, got her coffee. Occasionally helped with props or cleaning.

Jemma was in the middle of being questioned, either for the beginning of the scene or part of the BTS footage. Josh had given her a few words of encouragement, to make her flirty, charming, a little bit dorky, to make the guys watching wild. It also made sure that nothing Isabella Gem didn't say anything that would shock the audience about fucking her own brother.

"Look at you, Isabella Gem. People are gonna ask, what's your ethnic background?"

"Greek and Italian, like almost entirely on my mom's side. My dad's got some Greek and some other stuff, I don't even know. But yeah, most Greek." She said, folding her hands underneath her chin. She was wearing a red one-piece swimsuit.

"So, I'm told that I have to ask this. We ask this of everyone, but you have a good answer for this. How did you get into porn, Miss Isabella Gem?"

Jemma giggled and shook her breasts for the camera, "So, my mom and dad moved out to LA when I was a baby, and I don't know the full story, but my mom's best friends in the world also moved out to LA. My dad had like a job lined up, but I think my mom's friend were just like, hey we're young and hot, let's go to LA and become movie stars. And like, almost immediately, they're doing porn. But my mom doesn't care. And they're like, really good at it, too. They're still in the business, like 19 years later. So for me, porn was just like, a normal thing."

"Wait, so you're like a porno nepo baby?" the cameraman laughed, almost disbelievingly.

"I mean, kind of!" Jemma said with a laugh, "Like, just, I didn't know what my mom's friends did for a living, but I knew they were pretty and glamorous, and once I did know, there wasn't any like drama or anything. One of them was my godmother, y'know? In middle school, their house was closer to the school than ours, so I'd go to their house after school until mom got off work."

Josh smiled, and went backstage where one of Jemma's co-stars for the day was getting ready. He already had a visit with the male talent before. He had told him that he was a lucky guy, that he was going to be a complete professional on and off set, and that he was going to take up gardening, and bring his female talent fresh-cut flowers, instead of trying to sleep with them off-camera. No, today, he was going to have a conversation with another nubile young starlet, Melanie Galaxy.

Unlike his sister, she was pale, almost milk-white. Tall and slender, a good five inches taller than Jemma who was short and, well, stacked with the changes he gave her. Hazel eyes, long black hair, but with an undercut on her left side, giving her a slight punk-rock edge. The nose ring, several earrings, floral sleeve tattoos on her lower arms, and the starry design on her upper arms gave her even more punk authenticity. The stars were probably what gave her the name, or she took the name and got the stars, either way. She was wearing a grey tank top and black panties, and stretching before she needed to be on camera.

"Hey, Melanie, can I talk to you for a second before we get to your part of the scene?"

Her nose crinkled as she heard Josh's voice, but she didn't comment, "Yeah, sure, what's up?"

"Stay calm, and stay quiet unless to answer me," Josh said as he approached her. She mouthed the words "Your voice..." but didn't say anything.

"Why do you do porn?" he asked her directly.

"Pay off my student loans," she said dreamily.

"Do you like it?"

"No, not really. I know it might make trouble for me to get a job in the future."

"That's not right."

"Its not?"

"You love doing porn. You love making men's cocks hard. You're constantly horny, your pussy is always wet."

Her legs suddenly buckled and she tried to steady herself. She whimpered slightly.

"Getting guys off is your purpose in life. Every night you rub yourself to sleep thinking of all your fans getting off to you. You have the best job in the world, and you love all the perverts getting off to you. If you ever run into a fan, you're more than happy to let them feel you up."

She nodded, biting her lip. She presented her chest and lifted up her tank top. Josh gave her titties a squeeze. "Alright, we'll be ready for your part soon. You don't need to be quiet anymore."

She moaned, and ran her hand down his face. "Don't go anywhere before I finish. You're a fan of me? A fan of Melanie Galaxy? I'm going to want to continue this conversation."

Joshua smirked, gave her a smack on the ass, and went back to set.

"So, Isabella, what are you here for today?"

She laughed, "Well... first I'm going to get my pussy licked by a really hot chick, and then I'm going to eat her pussy, and then maybe we'll eat each other's pussies at the same time. Then we get to get some dick together, and he is gonna cum all over my titties!"

"Sounds like a good time!" The cameraman said energetically.

"Lets fucking do this!" She said, shaking her chest back and forth.