Wear no bra

Acting on a sudden rash impulse, Stephanie discards her bra and hurriedly gets into her dress, a skimpy curvy sundress which shows plenty of cleavage.

She grabs her film script along with the original book, and rushes out to catch her train. She boards the train and rides it to a stop conveniently located near the porn studio.

As Stephanie walks into the studio, she notices several men glance down at her breasts jiggling freely in her low-cut dress. It's probably good that I'm going braless, she thinks.

The producer Mohan notices too, looking pleased as he approaches her and shakes her hand. Better still, walking alongside Mohan is a girl who a starstruck Stephanie recognizes as Colette Fist.

"Great to see you again - love the outfit," says Mohan. "Stephanie, this is Colette. I've just been telling her about your idea. I figure the three of us could discuss the script together."

"Hello Stephanie," says Colette, a girl with long dark hair, her tone nonchalant though not unfriendly.

"I've seen all of your films," Stephanie enthuses. "They're so... erotic!"

"You into girls then?" asks Colette.

"I appreciate all human bodies," says Stephanie.

"Why don't you show off yours then?" asks Mohan. "You have a super-hot body. It's wasted behind the camera, when you could play one of the roles you've scripted."

"I told you," Stephanie says firmly. "I'm only interested in directing."

Mohan smirks skeptically. "I've never met a woman in this industry who didn't end up taking her clothes off."

"Then that's a glass ceiling I intend to break," Stephanie retorts.

Mohan drops the subject for the moment, and leads Stephanie and Colette into his office. Stephanie hands copies of her script to each of the others and starts explaining the story.

"Bloody hell!" Mohan exclaims when Stephanie stops speaking. "So this 'Gandersnatch' is a mysterious unknown magic that keeps forcing the heroine into nudity and other embarrassing sexy situations?"

"That's right," Stephanie nods. “It’s **** for our poor protagonist of course, but that’s the logic of ENF porn because it's what excites the readers - and viewers. The more the girl is undressed, the more of a turn-on for the voyeur. Gandersnatch is kind of a meta take on the whole genre.”

"Sounds like an acid trip," Colette remarks, picking up the book and looking at it with interest. "Mind if I borrow this for a bit? I've never read it."

"You should," says Stephanie. "Janie Zelda was an artistic genius."

"Didn't she end up in an asylum after losing control and committing indecent ****?" Colette frowns.

"Okay, so she was a tortured artistic genius," says Stephanie. "Aren't they all?"

Colette shrugs, looking back down at the book and flipping through it. “Who’s the character called Rake? He sounds pretty hardcore.”

“Yeah, he’s a demon,” says Stephanie.

"I like it," says Mohan. "So Stephanie, I'm feeling good about your script. Still, if you want money from a porn producer, I feel like you should be offering me a little extra, you know what I mean? So how do you want to go about this?"

Mohan's eyes greedily stare down her low-cut dress at her braless breasts. She suddenly notices the producer has a growing tent in his pants.

"I already told you, I'm not a porn actress," says Stephanie.

"I'm not asking you to do anything on camera," says Mohan. "Just a little something to please me. Every girl does it. Colette here sucks my dick all the time, don't you sweetie?"

"Mmm-hmm," Colette agrees dreamily, now suggestively sucking on a red lollipop.

Mohan’s eyes linger on Colette with her lollipop before turning back to Stephanie. "Look. Since you're so shy, I'll go easy on you. You don't even have to take my dick inside you. Just let me thrust it between those luscious titties of yours."

Stephanie looks down at her breasts floating freely within her dress, heaving up and down as she breathes nervously, and imagines them covered in filthy semen. Maybe I should have worn a bra after all, she thinks.

"This one thing is all you have to do," adds Mohan. "Just titty-fuck me, off-camera, and I'll fund your film."

Stephanie glances toward Colette for help, but Colette just shrugs and says: "It's your choice."