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Chapter 5 by SergeantPepper SergeantPepper

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Mona collapsed at her home after a long day of working, before flicking through the TV channels to see what was on. She stopped for a moment on one of the more adult channels.

Normally she wouldn’t have kept watching this one; it wasn’t totally to her taste, she much preferred that one with the butler off of Highcastle Abbey. Something about this looked weird though.

Normally the actors and actresses looked much more into their parts. There had been that Star Trip parody the other week that brought the actual cast across. She hadn’t seen someone be hit by an attack of modesty midway through filming though.

Mona raised her eyebrows as she watched Zari, clad in nothing but a single specifically placed red gem, run around her apartment in a panic. For a moment her jiggling boobs filled the frame, before Zari slapped the camera, pushing it to the side.

“What are you doing?!” Zari said, flailing.

Mona stared. She was pretty sure that wasn’t meant to happen. Were they meant to acknowledge the cameras at all, for that matter?

Not that it mattered, as another angle showing off her tight ass took over. Sara stayed lounging on the couch, frustrated but enjoying the view.


Ali stared at the screen, unsure of whether she should cover her daughter’s eyes. Lita was old enough to see it, true, but it wasn’t as though she’d expected to stay on this channel.

Word had gotten around though. She wouldn’t be surprised if everyone had ended up tuning in to this broadcast.

“Oh come on!” Zari said, as she opened a third door only to be greeted by yet another double bed. There wasn’t much else in their apartment.

“Hey, come back babe,” Sara said. “Why the freak-out? We’re only step-sisters.”

“Only step… I thought you delivered pizza?” Zari said. “Wait, why do I care? Where did my clothes go anyway? There must be some in this stupid apartment!”

“Don’t ask me,” Sara said. She shrugged. “They just kind of seem to vanish when it cuts to us making out.”

“When it… okay I’m not going to think about that,” Zari said.

She looked around the apartment, gaze reluctantly settling on the only door she hadn’t tried yet. In any normal apartment, that would just lead outside. She wasn’t sure if she wanted to bank on this place’s oddness that much.

Another camera moved nearer to her again, sending the view of her around the world, as Sara fondly reached for her ass.

Then again…

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