Look ma, I'm on TV!

"So where are we going?" Sarah asks when you meet her at the front door with a fresh pair of pants.

"Nowhere in particular. I just wanted to talk to you alone. How do you feel about what I'm doing?"

She takes a second to gather her thoughts. "It's messed up, obviously. But I think it's really hot and I'm glad you told me the truth. I want to know everything about how this works. You can claim stores, body parts, people's attributes... what else can you do?"

"I don't know yet," you tell her. "Want to try something big?"

"How big?" she squints at you.

"State-wide news big," you say with a cocky grin. "Come on, I'll drive."

Half an hour later you're parked outside an office building with the logo of a local news agency on the side. Strutting confidently into the main lobby, you quickly scrawl Ryan Ferro's Building on the wall where the receptionist can see it before you approach him.

"Hi, I'm Ryan Ferro. Can you get us some visitor badges so me and my sister can get into all the rooms here?"

"Certainly sir," the young man behind the counter tells you and asks fror Sarah's name. He types it rapidly into his computer and the printer next to it whirrs to life before spitting out two laminated pieces of paper. Handing you the freshly printed IDs, he says "These will get you into every room except for executive offices. I don't have the authority to give you that access, but I can call up if you want me to."

You assure him it's fine and head to a nearby map of the building. It tells you the broadcast room is on the second floor, so you waste no time getting into the elevator and riding up.

After walking down a short corridor, you find yourself at the entrance to a busy room full of people quietly hurrying about behind multiple cameras aimed at a well-lit stage area. The news are being filmed right now!

Doing your best not to get in anyone's way, you approach an unused whiteboard near the back and begin writing. Several people glance over when you start writing, but pay you no mind as they get back to work.

A moment after you're done writing, the host on stage announces a commercial break and gets up to stretch his legs a little. Before he can go anywhere you clap your hands to get everyone's attention and shout that you have an announcement to make.

"Hi everyone," you say as you direct their attention to the board. "As you can see, this is my station now and we're not a news broadcaster anymore. As of today we specialize in pornography, which we'll be filming right here on set!"

Your announcement causes quite a stir, and it takes a minute before the murmurs die down enough for you to continue. "Here's how it's going to work..."

You explain all the rules in detail, and after some discussion everyone gets back to their assigned position in time for the commercial break to end. The main host, a Ron Burgundy looking motherfucker, clears his throat and looks into the camera. "Welcome back, faithful viewers. I regret to inform you we will not be showing the footage of that squirrel riding a little jet ski I promised you before the break. I know this is a big disappointment, but we are proud to announce the new direction this channel is taking: live pornography. And without further ado..."

He stands up, revealing to the camera that he's not wearing any pants. His large, stiff rod stands at attention, and his co-host can't help glancing over at it... right before he rips her out of her chair and roughly bends her over the table. The moustached host pulls her skirt off with enough **** that you can hear the fabric rip, gives her ass a brutal smack, and slams his thick shaft into her pussy without hesitation.

The small asian woman wails loudly as she's violated in front of a hundred thousand viewers, and her co-host laughs at her predicament before muffling her screams with his hand.

It's like he's on a personal vendetta here, you never told him to be that rough. You consider stopping him before he causes any lasting damage, but nobody else in the room is worried about the female host. It seems she's not very popular around here. You also notice the way Sarah is staring at the spectacle, and this trip is for her benefit. Oh well, you think to yourself. I'm sure she'll be fine.

So you, along with everyone else in the room, simply watch as the woman is pummled mercilessly. You have to admit it is pretty hot. So hot in fact that you want to do more than just watch. You turn to your sister and point to the weather girl, who is currently going unmolested at her post. "Want to get in on this?"

"On camera?" She asks you. "No way, I have friends whose parents watch this channel."

"Right, we better stay behind the scenes." Spotting two young interns who are holding hands as they try to sneak out of the room, you call them over. Their nametags identify them as Stella and Duncan, and they're clearly a couple. You're sure they'll love working together in a moment. "Congratulations on the promotion, you two are fluffers know. My co-star and I need to be prepared for the next sceene."

Duncan gives you a confused look. "What does that mean? Prepared how?"

His girlfriend, who apparently knows more about porn than he does, leans in to whisper in his ear. His face turns red and he looks back and forth between you and Sarah. "Which one of you do I, uh, fluff?"

Your sister takes charge, walking over to a nearby table and casually dropping trou before sitting on its edge. "Over here, stud. You get to eat this cunt out while your girl sucks Ryan's cock."

Relieved, Duncan hurries over and gets on his knees between her legs. While he starts licking her pussy, you line yourself up in Sarah's field of view and beckon Stella down in front of you. You don't bother taking your pants off, that's her job.

Stella gets into position much less enthusiastically than her boyfriend, and has a scowl plastered onto her face until she opens her mouth to blow you. Her oral skills are subpar too, unlike Duncan's which are already making your sister moan, her fingers clenched in his har. Fed up with Stella's miserable performance, you yank her onto her feet and spin her around to face Sarah. Then you bend her over until she has to support herself with her hands on Duncan's shoulders, sticking her ass out for you to admire. It's a nice ass at least, you think to yourself after crouching down to pull her skirt off.

Standing up again, you grab her hip with one hand, line your cock up with the other, and slide into her pussy. It's wet, she may not be good at oral but she is turned on. The soft moans she makes as you slide in and out of her snatch are music to your ears, but Duncan is less happy to hear his girlfriend getting fucked behind him. He keeps trying to turn his head or stand up, but her weight on his shoulders and Sarah's hands in his hair keep him where he is. Every time he stops licking Sarah, a snapped order from her gets him back to work.

You decide to antagonize him further. "Hey Duncan, you ever fuck this bitch in the ass? Because I'm about to."

Duncan quakes with anger, but Stella actually turns her head to smile at you. "I've never let him back there, but it's all yours."

You don't have to be told twice. Pulling out of her dripping cunt, you drag your cockhead up until it's nestled between the tight little cheeks of her ass. Instead of thrusting forward, you slowly pull her back until her asshole engulfs your cock. Stella groans with painful excitement as her sphincter stretches around your girth, and you keep on pulling until most of your length has disappeared inside her brown hole. When you can't get any more in by moving her body, you put your weight on her and shift forward, pressing her down on Duncan's shoulders while your last half inch is **** in.

Stella bends forward even further to moan into her boyfriend's ear. "God, he's big. My ass is so full!"

Sarah grins and rubs Duncan's face into her crotch, smearing her juices all over her face. You make eye contact with her while you pull back and **** your cock into Stella a second time, making her moan in Duncan's ear again. As you start fucking her ass in earnest, you see the host on the stage pull out and twist his victim around to spray his cum into her face. Then he throws her onto the table again while the camera in front of her zooms in for a close-up of her ruined makeup. She protests weakly, but the next guy is already stepping up behind her while she's held down so she can't move. The guy, one of the sound crew who was holding a pole microphone before you showed up, only manages a couple frantic thrusts before he pulls out to ruin the back of her blazer with his seed. A third man takes his place, and then a fourth approaches from the other side of the table and the cameras swivel around to capture her spit-roast.

You watch them go at it for a couple minutes before you grunt and fill Stella's ass with white goo. She moans one last time as you pull out and fix your pants, then wanders off in search of the skirt you carelessly tossed away after you took it off her. This finally releases Duncan, who shakes free of Sarah's grabby hands and stands up. His face is coated in your sister's cum and he looks none too happy. "Are you ready for your scene now?" he asks testily.

"Oh, we're cancelling that. Thanks for the help though," you tell him with a grin. "Let's go, Sarah!"

Your sister nods, pulls her pants up, and hurries to your side while you leave Duncan gaping in your wake. On your way out, you wipe wipe the whiteboard clean with your sleeve to return the station to its original condition. Whoever's taking a turn with the asian on stage right now sure is going to be embarrassed when he finds out he has no valid reason to **** his coworker.