Starfire couldn't believe what she had found; it must have been a joke. There was no way that this video was real in the slightest, and yet there it was; "Connie Anders in 'Starfire Gets a Tune-Up'", the lurid poster before her depicting a woman dressed as her with her back turned to the camera, looking over a shoulder while a man in an utterly ridiculous and fake-looking Cyborg costume held onto her ass cheeks. Not only was it a crass and utterly unamusing porn parody--a genre Starfire had never even thought could exist, let alone in such aggressive volume that one existed of her--but it wasn't merely any actress on the front cover. Wearing a red wig and a terrifyingly accurate version of Starfire's outfit was none other than Komand'r herself. For so very many reasons, her sister starring in this horrifying mockery of her pushed it even further into the realms of utter bizarreness. 

And yet, when the download finished, all Starfire could do was hit play, stunned into silence and worry.

Starfire strutted into the dirty mechanics' shop, hips swaying sensually, and naturally the camera caught all of her bouncy ass in the frame as she walked in. Another shot captured her ample breasts, bouncing excitedly in her top thanks to the absence of a bra. Although quite accurate, her clothes were much more form fitting than the real Starfire would ever be caught dead in.  "How goes the up tunes on the Titan Car?" she called out with far more conviction than acting talent.

"Damn well, baby girl," called a man who sounded nothing like Cyborg, and who didn't exactly look the part, either. Emerging to the right from behind the lifted was a stocky black man wearing a rather poorly painted set of sports padding to vaguely resemble the real hero's outfit. "Soon, we'll be able to get to the bad guys even faster than you could say booyah!"

"That is the most wonderful of news, Cyborg! I think I might need my ups checked as well, once you have the time for that." Komand'r's performance was abysmal, her voice higher pitched to match her younger sister's, and she seemed convinced of acting ability utterly not there as she delivered stilted lines with an awkward stillness and flatness. But she didn't particularly need much acting ability as she stepped forward and pressed against the tall, broad actor, high heels making her ass look even better as she held onto him.

"Honey, I've always got time to check your engine," he said with a smirk, reaching down to the hem of her skirt and pulling it up the plump curve of her ass, which it naturally clung to quite intimately. Starfire wore no panties beneath, and a large hand came down hard on the cheeks, an audible slapping noise rising over the little moan from the woman that followed. "And I've got a diagnostic tool in my pants that can get the readings you want, why don't you get on your knees and take it out for me?"

The real Starfire was utterly appalled by everything she saw. From the man who spoke nothing like Cyborg did to the abysmal acting and the insinuation that either she would be so promiscuous as to use such laboured car metaphors to describe her arousal. Or that she would have sex with Cyborg, a dear friend whom she loved in entirely platonic ways. Or that Cyborg would be so brutish and vulgar with her. This was all wrong, and it felt like a personal affront to her, being the object of some joke she wasn't entirely getting. That was the only way that this really made sense, after all. "How can they make such a video and put it on the internet?"

Not that she stopped watching.

Starfire dropped to her knees, pulling down the chrome spray painted sweatpants and biting her tongue as the thick, twitching cock swung upward the second the band of the pants had drifted low enough. "Is this the tool?" she asked, eyes wide in an over the top gesture that was not the excited curiosity she intended it to be. "I need to give a warming and blow its job before it can work, correct?" She seized it from the base and gave it a slow stroke upward as she kept her eyes upward and directed to Cyborg.

"That's right. You've gotta suck on it a lot to help it get ready to test you. I can't run accurate diagnostics without it." He ran a hand through her red wig as he pulled her head a little closer, urging her to lick the tip of his cock, thick and long and so ready to just plunge without mercy into her mouth and claim her as hard as he could.

"It is the most peculiar thing. Beast Boy claims that when I do this, he is able to transform easier, and Robin claims it helps him focus if I do this during planning sessions. Is there something about having a penis sucked that helps men with their tasks?" she asked with an air-headed, hazy curiosity as she started to lick all over the long, impressive cock. Steady strokes of her tongue added to the back and forth of her hand pumping along the cock, working its formidable length over steadily. Her eyes focused up toward the camera; lust was an easy enough emotion to play out, certainly a genuine one and the needy alien sucked down a formidable, impressive cock that would soon be inside of her, and the sight of a beautiful woman staring lustily into a camera was the most convincing acting the video likely contained.

When she'd given it a thorough enough licking, the hand guided her head back, lips dragging along the cock until they were once more at her tip, which prodded her lips and urged them open. Starfire purred, closing her eyes as she pushed forward and began to suck it down with slow bobs of her head back and forth, each pass pushing her lips a little further down his cock,  letting him a little bit deeper into her hot, wet mouth. Which only made him groan, a few remarks about how slutty she looked and how tight her mouth was spilling out as he kept a hand on her head but otherwise let her get to work.

Missing her parody's characterization as an 'easy' girl tricked into giving oral sex to her teammates, Starfire brushed the comment about blowjobs up to yet another inaccuracy in this comedy of errors, as her definition of 'parody' was very much challenged by the apparent lack of any actual jokes in it. She was so bewildered by everything happening, by her sister's unlikely involvement, against all odds or even sense, in pornographic videos pretending to be her, by the idea there was a market for such videos, and that they charged so much for them.

Not knowing about digital piracy, Starfire had naturally paid twenty dollars to download the video.

But most distressing of all was the fact that it was getting her wet. That her sister pretending to be her, fellating a strange man who was inexplicably pretending to be cyborg, was turning her on to the point where her panties had quickly become embarrassingly drenched with quim. The porn was doing its job, as much an affront to her decency as it may have been. The moans, the sight, the odd and eerie mirror image of someone with her facial structure and hair, even with the fine differences between the to sisters, sucking a cock down deep... It was doing a guilty number to her, and she found herself slipping a hand up her skirt, completely unsure if it was right or perhaps a little overwhelming narcissistic to pleasure herself to it, but in no position to resist such urges.

As she watched in jaw-dropped awe, her hand slipped down her panties and began the shameless act of pleasuring herself to this video, its merits or general lack of cinematic quality be damned.

Starfire sucked the cock down deep, eventually built up to a frantic pace of rapid cocksucking. Her head bobbed quickly, taking him down deep into her throat and really showing off her talents. Save for a few stray gags, she didn't even struggle with the thick cock down her gullet, expertly taking it down and showing off her skills with the greatest of ease. She was efficient and very talented at slurping down even this pornstar-sized cock, gulping it down and relentlessly hammering at her own throat as she rocked back and forth, moaning excitedly. Her hand continued to pump as she stared at the camera, unblinking and completely consumed by lust that could not have been any more apparent upon her face.

"Alright baby, I think that's as warmed as I'm gonna get." Cyborg pulled back, and a smiling Starfire whimpered a little in dismay--more poor acting from the woefully untalented Blackfire--wiping some saliva off of her face. He released her hair to slam down the hood of the "Titan Car"--there was no such thing, of course--and then slapped his hand down noisily on it. "Get on up here and get that pretty top of yours off. I want to see your tits bounce as I fuck you hard." 

"I'm glad that my slutty pussy gets to have fun while I am being tested." The cheesy porno dialogue certainly did no favours to the acting, but they were both terrible in their specials ways that made the whole thing a complete mess .Starfire pulled her top off, letting her perky breasts fall free as she climbed up onto the hood of the car, lying on her back with her legs high in the air and spread. The camera paid loving attention first to her dark, round nipples, and then to the pretty pink hole being shown as she pulled up her skirt to flaunt her vagina to the camera. "Perhaps if my tests come back well, we could also perform the creaming of my pie?"

Cyborg spread her legs wide, still wearing the ludicrous and low-rent painted 'armor' as he got between her legs and slammed his spit-shined cock into her without a second thought. His thrusts were intense from the first go, wasting no time in pounding the tan-skilled 'redhead' raw with strong, balls deep thrusts into her unearthly tight pussy. The actor had no idea he was fucking an alien, of course, and the amazing tightness of her slick pussy practically sucking down his cock made pounding her senseless a thrill he could pursue excitedly, reckless in his raw, animalistic indulgence of the woman he thought to be just an actress with an amazing body and an uncanny resemblance to the real Starfire. "You feel alright so far, but maybe I should test you a little deeper."

Reclining back in her chair, Starfire rubbed madly at her dripping pussy, sticky quim leaking out of her sloppy hole and leaving her fingers soaked as she watched in bewildered lust at what she was seeing. The rough fuck was rapid and it was merciless, Blackfire's tits quickly heaving madly up and down, ample and perhaps a little bigger than hers were. There was something so twisted about getting off to her stacked sister in a wig getting fucked, and to even acknowledging her sister as 'stacked', as the human parlance wen. But this was the first time she had seen her sister naked before, and instilled nothing stronger than a throbbing attraction with her. A purely physical one, of course, but she watched in awe as the hard thrusts shook her body, the moans sounding out in the poor acoustics of the garage, and of course the thick cock plunging into her tight snatch, looking almost too big for her to take, and yet she took it balls deep without worry.

Starfire hadn't been exposed to much human pornography at all, and had only gone for this one due to the obvious tie to herself it had, but she was left utterly shocked by everything about it, from the acting and writing to the lurid acts, with the specific ways in which it hit home merely the cherry on top. But it was engrossing. Fingers curled into her dripping snatch as she watched, breathing growing heavy and ragged as she stared onward, unable to look away from the incredible and vulgar sight before her. It was so strange, so borderline unthinkable, but all she wanted to do was watch more.

"Nngh, fuck me!" Starfire cried as the script dropped all pretense of its weak setup, and seemingly even the idea that they were the characters they were dressed as. Still, Komand'r tried to put out with all of her vigor and conviction lines as deep as, "My pussy needs to be drilled hard, fuck me silly!' The pleasure throbbed inside of her, the trembling and heaving of her body as each thrust into her curvaceous body left plenty of bouncing for the camera to soak in. She was getting it hard, almost excessively so, but she wasn't slowing down for anything, durable enough to take the hardest fucking even such a monstrous cock could provide with ease. She writhed, hands clutching at the hood of the car as she moaned hotly, utterly aflame with excitement.

"I'm gonna pound you senseless, babe," Cyborg said, grunting as the pressure and exertion mounted; he'd started out unable to resist going at full force as the incredible alien vagina sucked his cock down greedily, trying to pull it in even as he withdrew, and as much as a pussy so hot, soft, and tight deserved the roughest he could give, he could only keep his worst up for so long. Thankfully, he didn't need to get her off, just push himself to the edge, and with her dripping pussy clenching down needily around his shaft, it wasn't too close. "But first, I've gotta finish dumping some memory." Cyborg pulled her back off of the hood and pushed her down to her knees.

Starfire grabbed Cyborg's cock, knowing full well what was coming next. She pumped madly at the aching cock, stroking it fast and hard as she stared at it, the admirable and girthy member so hot, so thick. A few steady strokes were all the very frustrated alien needed to get him off, and soon his thick, hot cum was shooting all over her face, painting her gorgeous features in milky white spunk. She moaned and squirmed like she was loving it, even though as much as she did enjoy getting facialed, its unfortunate timing in the middle of a fuck meant that she would have to take care of her orgasm her damn self. Money shot shoots were far from her favorite.

And though she wasn't a good enough actress to fully hide her frustrations and dismay, but the moans and lusty glares were enough to cover it up for the most part. "Does this mean that I have been tuned entirely up, friend?" she asked, licking her lips and wringing a few more drops of cum that landed onto her tits. "What a joyous of occasion! Perhaps you would like another job blown to celebrate?"

The fade to black of the video left Starfire with so many questions, so many utter frustrations, and without having gotten off yet. It made so little sense to her; it shouldn't have been real, shouldn't have been so vivid and lively. But it was real, and her sister was inexplicably a part of it. She had to do something, had to go to Blackfire later and confront her about these videos and why she was doing them.

But not before drifting back to the store front page, where a worrisome number of Starfire pornos starring her sister waited. With one hand still between her legs, Starfire put "Starfire Improves Team Morale" into her cart. For research purposes, of course.

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