Motion Capture

Ellie showed up at the studio in her yoga pants and loose-fit tee, a little ahead of when she knew the director liked to get started. She was feeling energized, having had a light breakfast and still working on her travel cup of cold brew.

The interior of the motion capture studio was always warm, but even more so today, and when she reached the central open area, with all of the lights and cameras and green screens, she started to understand why.

Her costar Todd was there before her, as he typically was, running through his repertoire of stretches on the mats. This was part of Todd's routine. Ellie didn't even know how early Todd got started every morning, but he wouldn't talk to anyone or even make eye contact until the morning officially started.

This morning though, Todd was doing his stretches completely nude. The only thing he wore was a slight sheen on his skin, and more dark, coarse body hair than she would have expected, if she'd ever imagined Todd naked. He seemed completely un-self-conscious about it. Around the periphery, members of the crew were getting everything else set up for the day. Ellie noticed a couple of them sneaking looks at Todd's muscled form, but otherwise everyone acted as if this was business as usual.

"Good morning," Ellie said softly to Maria, one of the audio techs. "No dot suits today?"

"Yep, no dot suits today," Maria replied, with a raised eyebrow.

Ellie took in a deep breath. This was her biggest role yet, co-starring in a triple-A game, along with the legendary Todd Stevens. Curveballs were just part of the job. If Todd could handle it professionally, then so could she.

It felt a little odd to shut herself away momentarily in a changing room, only to change into... nothing at all. On the counter was a bottle of body oil for her. It had a pleasant coconut scent, and it felt good, rubbing a little of it onto herself, her arms and legs and torso and chest. But she couldn't let herself get distracted, the shoot would be starting soon.

She took a look in the mirror. She was used to seeing herself in the dot suit--an intimately form-fitting bodysuit with white dots all over it for computer tracking. She'd also practiced her moves on the mats in a sports bra and shorts. She was used to seeing her muscular, stocky physique, and this wasn't all that more revealing, right? But oiled to a shine, her every curve shone like marble.

The studio had felt warm when she walked in, but walking back out into the open space, it felt much more neutral to her interior temperature. She still had goosebumps though, from going naked in front of so many people at once.

There had to be about a dozen people working in the studio, something she'd never felt so acutely aware of before. Everyone she worked with would see her large nipples on full display. They would all see the trail of hairs down to where her legs met. And if her movements required spreading her legs, there would be no hiding what lay between them. Nevertheless, if it was no big deal for Todd to let his junk hang out, then she could do this in the name of gender equality. If there's going to be boob jiggle in this game, it's going to be the way my actual boobs actually jiggle, she thought.

"Huddle up!" the director, James, called out from the center of the room.

They all formed a circle there, everyone at least lightly clothed, except for Ellie and Todd. Ellie could feel their eyes on her naked, oiled body, whether they were leering or not.

Across the circle, Peter joined the group a little late, and gave her a look of surprise. He was less subtle than others about looking her up and down, but the sight of her naked also wasn't entirely new to him. They'd recently started dating, their relationship starting with a late-night hookup after the studio's Christmas party.

Ellie wondered what Peter thought of her going naked in front of everyone, but there was no opportunity to ask, in front of everyone else. It wasn't as though their relationship, if it could even be called that yet, was at the "announcing to coworkers" stage.

"We have a short agenda today, because the scenes that we're shooting are going to be physically demanding for our leads here," James said. "As a reminder, absolutely no social media today. Footage from today is not cleared for release under any circumstances. Not even a making-of documentary."

That possibility hadn't occurred to Ellie until he mentioned it. The rules were reassuring, even though they made her more conscious of being on display.

"Today we're capturing the romancing scene between Cranos and Hadra. This is something we've been building up to for a long time. It'll take players almost two hundred hours of play time to reach this point in the game, and you all know how many hundreds of hours of motion capture have gone into that."

Ellie nodded. It had been clear from the start that Cranos and Hadra, the two playable characters, were being set up as potential romantic partners of each other. They'd even shared a brief kiss, rudely interrupted by a dragon.

Doing motion capture of the kiss had been a new experience for her, the cameras focusing in on their faces to analyze how their lips came together, in a way the dot suits just couldn't capture. It had meant nothing to Ellie herself; Todd had been unfailingly professional about it of course.

This wasn't Ellie's first gig doing a romancing scene, either. When she started out as a voice actor, she'd just go into her sound-dampened closet in her pajamas, and record her moans of passion, collecting a bunch of takes for the audio editors to comp together however they wanted it. She found herself getting into it sometimes, and would even finger herself during some of the takes, to lend it authenticity. And because it felt good, of course. Sometimes those takes made it into the final game, sometimes not.

That was before the voice acting gigs started to be more competitive and lower-paying. Transitioning to motion capture hadn't been easy. She had to learn the technology. She had to learn martial arts and stage acting. But the gigs were better, and she ended up in the best shape she'd ever been in. Not thin, she'd never be thin, but strong and muscled and fit.

A lot of her early roles in motion capture had been the stocky sidekick. Or an early-game boss fight. Or a wise auntie. Occasionally she had roles where she was romance-able, the thicker romantic option, for people who were particularly into that. These would typically be graphics-lite indie games, and all she and her romantic interest had to do was bump their hips together suggestively, like teenagers grinding at a high school dance.

Ellie figured it'd be something like that for this game too. A little bit of playful foreplay on screen, maybe a montage of them banging in different positions, and then a fade to black, maybe a scene of post-coital cuddling. James held them to a high standard for their performances though. Some generic grunting and cooing wasn't going to cut it.

She was a bit lost in these thoughts when Maria handed her an earpiece. Everyone else was clearing the stage, other than a couple guys bringing in a waist-high table, padded on top and covered in bright green fabric.

They closed off the motion capture area, leaving only Ellie and Todd inside, but they were far from alone, with cameras on all sides, and their coworkers just beyond the plexiglass partitions. For the first time in a while, Ellie became conscious that the people working in the studio were probably 75% male. When she first joined the team, that seemed comparatively good for the games industry, but it was still heavily imbalanced, and all those male gazes were trained on her.

In her ear, James started giving them directions. "Hadra stands at the center mark. Now, action. Cranos comes in from the left. A door swings shut behind him."

It always took a second for Ellie's mind to shift gears and respond to the name Hadra, but once they started rolling, it was easier than switching back and forth.

"Cranos strides towards her, gazing at her intensely. Almost runs toward her, but restrains himself. Doesn't want her to feel threatened. This is the first time they've been alone, and out of mortal danger, since that kiss. Hadra reaches out for him, but he stops just out of reach."

Todd was indeed almost rushing at her, and he was entirely in character now as Cranos. Ellie found the shift almost unrecognizable. Where Todd was sparing with his words, Cranos could be boisterous at times. Where Todd kept his face impassively slack, Cranos had a constant tension in his jaw, and the lines of his brow always had something to say. Even after months of shooting, Ellie knew almost nothing about Todd, but she felt like she knew Cranos inside and out.

"A beat, and then her want registers with him, and he closes the gap between them."

Todd pressed in close, and Ellie leaned up, her lips meeting his. They had to kiss, really kiss, for this. There was no substitute, and so she did. The human contact made her instinctively gasp, even if she could sense that behind the mask of his role, Todd was indifferent to it. His abdomen was pressed against hers, and if he'd started to become erect, she would have felt it, but nothing stirred down there.

"The force of their collision pushes her back to the edge of the table, her hips sliding up onto the edge, her legs drawing him closer. They embrace there, marveling at each other, drinking each other in, exploring each others' bodies."

Ellie recognized when James's direction turned vague, he was giving them space to improvise. She continued making out with Todd, reaching around and feeling the contours of his broad shoulders, the curve of his back, the muscles of his buttocks.

She had to shut off the part of her brain that wondered if Peter was watching, and what he might think of how she acted as Hadra. She couldn't afford to let that affect her performance. After all, Peter ought to know that's all it was. If Todd's worshipful caresses of her naked breasts made her cleft run hot, that was her private pleasure, her embodiment of her role, even if it meant nothing to Todd. She wondered if she could conclude anything about Todd from this--that he was gay, or asexual, or just really not into bigger girls like her.

"Cranos's desperation grows. He must have her," James said into their ears, still reading off his cue sheet.

Todd reached down between them, his hand coming to rest flatly against his pelvis, but it was a motion as if he was lining himself up with her. In response, Ellie leaned back a bit onto the surface of the table, angling her hips up, as if to take him. And then Todd pushed forward, spreading her legs wider. He didn't quite press his flaccid penis against her vulva, but they were mere millimeters apart. Ellie cried out as if he'd plunged into her depths, her hand steadied with white knuckles against his collarbone.

He started to push at her then, but gently at first. By keeping a strong hand on her hip, Todd could push her back and forth in time with his movements, without making actual sexual contact. Ellie settled into his rhythm, rocking herself in time with his "thrusts", her vocalizations moving from drawn-out moans of ecstasy to little breathless cries. It wasn't hard to draw upon her own physicality for inspiration. She felt so sensitive down there already, she wouldn't have minded at all pressing something--anything--against her. Even Todd's flaccid penis.

They could draw this out if they needed to, but Ellie was also ready to fake her orgasm whenever the moment came. She had plenty of experience at doing that, from her past acting gigs, and from some of her past relationships. On the other hand, sometimes it worked for her, and she had a wealth of life experience to draw upon for her performance.

"What are you two doing??" James said, his voice loud in their ears. "Cut. Cut! No, don't get down, just pause there. I'll come to you."

Ellie and Todd stopped, holding their positions, as James moved aside one of the dividers to come stand by them.

"Todd, you not even...!" James said, looking at Todd's flaccid dick.

Cranos was gone from Todd's face. "This is how we did it in the last one. This is how we've always--"

"Look, I know this is how things are usually done, but it's just not working for me," James said. "I can tell it's pantomime. The rhythm isn't right. The angle between you two isn't convincing. You've both been literally beating up stunt men for months. You can't pull your punches now."

The remark was aimed mainly at Ellie. Some of the stunt performers hadn't been ready for the very real level of power her kicks and punches had to them.

James went on. "The reason we're not using the dot suits today is partly because your characters are naked, and we need to see how their skin moves. But also because we need to see some real connection here. If we have to hand-animate parts of you, it's not going to give us the same result." He gestured at Todd, still limp. "Would Cranos really be soft right now? Would Hadra really be satisfied with... this?"

"You want actual penetration," Todd said bluntly.

The question had been forming in Ellie's mind too, but she hadn't figured out how to ask it, or whether it'd be appropriate to ask.

"Yes, Todd, this whole sequence depends on it," James said. "We've already invested a lot of R&D into making this part of the game real for the players."

"Real? He shoots fireballs from his hands. I'm playing a mage who fires ice arrows," she said.

"That's why it's so important to have these authentic, human moments too, and to make them as real as possible," James said. "Players will get haptic feedback through the controller. They'll have quick time events to keep it going, they'll have decision points over how it plays out. If we take shortcuts here, it'll cheapen the experience as a whole."

It was straining Ellie's back to stay in their mock coital position, so Ellie sat up straighter on the table. This demand was unexpected, but many of the director's demands were.

On the one hand, it was something that had never been asked of her before, even in those other sex scenes she'd done. On the other hand, it was just another physical challenge on top of many others. There had been lots of days when she'd gone home sore, dehydrated, even bruised. She couldn't truly say they weren't using her body for this game. No, they were already using it to the fullest. And she could almost see this as more of the same.

There was just one minor issue. Ellie wasn't on birth control.

When she first became sexually active as a teenager, she started taking the pill, and she thought it was safe, but she ended up with a teen pregnancy anyway, because the pill wasn't dosed right for a girl her size. A couple months after her period stopped, she took a test just to rule it out, and was in for a shock. She hadn't had any other symptoms, and with her freshman fifteen sitting around her waist, it seemed like she could have easily carried a baby to term completely unaware. Fortunately she was able to terminate it before it went too far.

She'd experimented briefly with IUD, but couldn't take the pain. Over the past several years, she'd been meaning to find some kind of birth control that worked for her, but she hadn't ended up dating enough to justify the bother. In the meantime, knowing how easily she could get pregnant, she'd always used condoms, including most recently with Peter.

But that meant the possibility of pregnancy was always there, lurking underneath, and sometimes it was exactly that risk that added to the excitement. Ellie had no plans to get pregnant though. She figured that had to follow after dating and marriage first, and she'd had little progress on any of that.

Sure, she'd dated a few guys over the years, but mostly she was still used to being overlooked by guys, on account of her weight, and a perhaps self-reinforcing cycle of not putting effort into dating, or how she looked. To her, dating could be fun while it lasted, but she'd long ago been disabused of any expectations that it'd go anywhere.

To make matters worse, this was probably the riskiest point in her cycle to be doing something like this. Besides the risk of pregnancy, she had no idea where else Todd's cock had been.

"Can we use a condom?" she asked.

"Where's Cranos going to get a condom?" James asked. "Besides... no, that wouldn't work for the story."

"No, I mean, can Todd use a condom?"

Todd's expression gave no hint of a reaction for or against the idea. "It won't really affect my performance one way or the other."

James rubbed his temples impatiently. "No, there'd be a discrepancy between the real shape and the digital shape. We'd spend a ton of time trying to touch it up in post-production, and we don't really have the budget for that."

Todd looked to her, waiting patiently. If they were going to do this, she had to agree. It was reassuring, in an odd way, that Todd wasn't jumping at the chance to have sex with her. After all, that's what it would be. Literally having sex to do motion capture of a sex scene.

"Can we reschedule this scene for later?" she asked.

If they could delay, at least Ellie could go get some birth control pills today, and be better prepared for doing this later. Though she didn't want to have to spell that out for these guys.

"We could rearrange the schedule for this week, potentially," James said. "But after that, we've got the final battle, and we've already booked two dozen extras for that. Big set pieces to climb. And we've already set up for this now; some of this equipment has to be returned in a few days. You see how that would impact the project, right?"

Ellie's mouth felt dry. Another day this week wouldn't really be any less risky. But she didn't want to derail this game. It was already a huge, high-budget production. It was already potentially her break-through role. And casting her as the female lead had been a controversial choice, a statement in support of body positivity, in an industry still dominated by unrealistic standards of beauty. She knew the studio was expecting a lot of push-back for it, and if she started making unreasonable demands, they might decide to recast the role, even if that cost time and money too.

"Okay," she said. "I get it. Let's just get this done."

"Good," James said, stepping away. "Back to starting positions, everyone."

They started the scene over from the beginning. Except with a couple key differences. On the first take, Ellie's arousal, though definitely present, was only a faint shadow of Hadra's arousal she was trying to portray. But this time, it was very real for her. Maybe as real as it would be for Hadra. He was literally going to penetrate her, and her whole body was trembling with anticipation of it.

The other difference, which became apparent partway into the scene, was that Todd was obviously aroused as well. When we stepped close to her, she felt his erection firming up between them. It was something else for her hand to tease and take the measure of, when they were exploring each other's bodies.

Ellie had dated enough guys over the years to not measure them against each other, but she did recognize Todd's as a bit long, to match his stature, and a bit muscled and veiny, to match his physique. She couldn't guess how he'd managed to get himself hard this time, but not the last--what fantasies Todd must be running through his head behind his Cranos mask.

He was sensitive to her touch, or at least he portrayed Cranos that way, and sometimes it was hard for Ellie to keep straight which of the two she'd be fucking, before remembering that it'd be both, in a way.

When he reached down and lined himself up with her, she felt the tip, spongy but insistently firm, pressing into her folds. He didn't ask if she was ready, because he didn't have to. It was voluminously evident, her juices guiding him seamlessly into her core.

He pressed into her slowly, at first, inch by inch of him finding a warm welcome--a new home--in her depths. Ellie let her every pleasure guide her movements and show on her face. She had to be shameless in this, despite a dozen people looking on. Her body was reacting naturally to his, and all she could do was make that clear to the cameras around her.

One last push, sliding the last of him into her, and she felt an impact, a pressure, deep inside her. His tip against her cervix. A reminder that he was inside her unprotected, raw, potent. She let out an involuntary cry. She was sure Hadra would've done the same in her position, with Cranos's cock inside her just so, but it hadn't occurred to her to pantomime this, because it was a new sensation for her.

Todd settled into a rhythm, the thrust of his hips gradually going from a gentle sawing to an impassioned stabbing motion. Her pleasure was obvious to him--inside and out--and he knew it was his for the taking, and pursued it with single-minded focus.

James was still muttering directions into their ear, but Ellie was almost deaf to it. It was just background noise to the symphony happening within her. She knew she was getting carried away, but it felt right. It was exactly what Hadra would do in this scene.

"Cranos's stamina is flagging, his pace slowing. He's running out of breath. As strong as he is, in Hadra he's met his match," James said. "Slow to a stop. This is a point where we'll expect the playing to mash a button to continue, or fail the checkpoint. Once our leads have paused, let's take a quick breather."

As Todd slowed his movements, Ellie felt her senses and her mind coming back to her. With it, she felt a need, a dependency, on the stimulation she'd just been getting accustomed to, and the absence of it left her feeling desperate.

Todd broke character, abruptly becoming Todd again, and he pulled away from her, his erection sliding out of her vagina and swinging free, as he went to grab a bottle of water and guzzle it down. His cock was shining with her copious juices, a reminder that he'd been inside her unprotected. Not even Peter, sweetheart that he was, had crossed that line with her, and here she was getting fucked bareback by Todd, in front of everyone. Including Peter. Ellie wondered if she should feel conquered, degraded by this, but it was mutual. He was exposing himself to her too.

She was just catching her breath again when James directed everyone back to their stations. Which for Todd meant inside her.

As he pressed into her again, she muttered, "If you cum inside me, it won't be Cranos's bastard sliding out in nine months."

The words came out almost unthinking, and she remembered her mother describing it to her that way once, in a moment of teenager-mortifying TMI. "Sliding out," like her vagina was a slip-n-slide. This had been during her teenage pregnancy; her mother didn't want her to feel afraid of having the baby, if that was what she chose to do. Ellie had no memory of her own birth, so she wasn't sure how much to believe her mother's words, but Ellie did inherit her mother's wide hips and thick thighs.

"Does that mean I should, or should not?" Todd asked. Ellie heard no mockery in it, as if he genuinely wasn't sure, and wanted to know.

"Should not!" she hissed.

He pressed into her again, and damn, it felt just right, as they were rejoined, their bodies slotting neatly into each other. Then he just sat there, pressed deep inside her, his erection rock hard, until James gave them the cue to start rolling.

Then it nearly overwhelmed her again, the sensory overload of Todd's thrusts into her, how he efficiently teased her skin, manipulated her body, perhaps reacting to all the clues she was unconsciously giving him about what felt good to her. What felt good to Hadra, their bodies one and the same. He was taking what he desired from her, as Cranos would.

Her intensity returned and quickly climbed from there. Soon Todd had her blood boiling again, and she started to sing, high and shrill, like a tea kettle. When she came, it wasn't faked, it wasn't even augmented by her performance, it was uncontainable. James hadn't even told her to, it just happened.

At the last second, she wondered if Todd would be able to weather the storm without breaking. After all, her sexual partners didn't always bring her to orgasm this way, but if they did last long enough, her climax was typically enough to trigger theirs too. She could see the tension in Todd's jaw, as he struggled to hold back, against the caresses of her vaginal walls. Somehow, the knowledge that he was inside her unprotected, the distinct feeling of it, only heightened her release.

"You better hold out, motherfucker," she thought to herself, but she couldn't say it aloud, or she'd ruin the take, and they'd have to start all over again.

She cried out, clutching herself to Todd, struggling for air as he didn't pause his onslaught. Letting go of his shoulders, she collapsed back onto the table, the heels of her feet hooking around his back, holding him tight as her back arched, and her hips bucked, giving him a deeper angle, a more direct shot at her... egg.

It was only when she came down from that high that she remembered her surroundings. God, she just orgasm'd in front her coworkers. There could be no denying that it had been genuine, it had to be obvious to everyone in the room with eyes and ears. Especially to Todd, who must have felt the delicate ripples of pleasure running through her core.

She's just came all over Todd's cock. How mortifying! And she'd done it in full view of Peter. Peter, who had never actually brought her to orgasm in the few times they'd slept together. And now here Todd was railing her raw-dog, bringing her to orgasm despite herself.

"Good, good. We can use that," James was saying in their ears. "Keep it going, and start ramping up to the big finish."

Todd didn't let her rest in the aftershocks of her afterglow; he momentarily let up, switching to a gentler motion, but he was still thrusting into her, and she could feel him growing harder and more swollen inside her.

The big finish? The words eventually got through to her pleasure-addled brain, and raised alarms.

"Time out! Time out!" she called out, tapping the table's green vinyl surface like a pinned wrestler.

Todd stopped, but stayed conjoined with her, while James came over.

"Everything okay?" James asked solicitously.

"Does he have to... you know... finish? Inside me?" Ellie asked. Even if the middle of having sex at work, it felt awkward to be talking about sex at work.

"Well, yeah," James said. "This is how Hadra gets pregnant. This sets up an important story beat during the final battle. The enemy is attacking on too many fronts at once, and Cranos chooses to fight by her side, to defend their child growing inside her."

"But I mean, in terms of motion capture, players aren't going to be able to see what's going on... inside. You know?"

"Actually, let me grab a tablet..." James walked off and came back with a display. "This is what we're seeing."

He turned it around for her. It was a realtime view of her and Todd, conjoined at the crotch like they were, but rendered in just rough polygons for now.

"These panels around us are capturing x-rays, infrared, full spectrum, so that we can actually see what's going on inside," James said. "This is high tech stuff! So in that final moment, we're going to be able to zoom in, in, in..."

James pinched at the display, zooming in on the figures on screen, and then as he kept zooming in, the display changed, showing Ellie's insides, and soon Ellie recognized the shape of her vagina, and nestled inside it, the shape of Todd's erection, the tip pointing right at her cervix like a gun.

Todd was eyeing the image on the tablet too, and flexed his cock experimentally, seeing it move onscreen. So this was what turned Todd on, she thought. That explained a lot. But the feeling of him pulsing inside her made Ellie gasp involuntarily, and on the display, she could easily see how her vaginal walls squeezed down on him, in unconscious reaction.

"So when Cranos gives his seed to Hadra, we'll have an accurate recording of how it spreads through her," James was saying. "Maybe in the final game, we won't make it milky white, we'll make it like a blue and red flame, but it's important that we get an accurate recording of the fluid motion."

By now, Ellie was delirious with desire, her hold on the real risks involved quickly slipping away. To the extent she could get a clear thought through her head, she figured that she could take Todd's seed inside her today, and get an emergency contraceptive tomorrow. Maybe. Or not.

Ellie sighed, though she couldn't get a full breath in her lungs, while Todd had her stuffed. "Okay."

She prayed they wouldn't make her spell out exactly what she was agreeing to.

"Okay," James repeated back to her, and retreated from the stage.

Somehow Todd hadn't lost any of his firmness during this interruption, and when James called out action, Todd picked up right where he left off. Nevertheless, now Ellie leaned into how Hadra would act in this situation. Knowing that her internal movements were being captured, she intentionally contracted her abdominal muscles in time with Cranos's movements in and out, actively bringing on his pleasure.

James fed them lines through the earpiece. "Cranos, I... I could get pregnant."

Right on cue, Ellie could feel Todd's thrusts into her growing shorter and erratic, struggling to hold back.

"Cranos, I... I could get pregnant," she said, looking up into his eyes with the vulnerability Hadra was revealing to him.

"I know, Hadra," James said, and Todd repeated the line a second later. "Do you want it?"

Ellie could feel her pressure building again, foreshadowing another massive sense of release.

"I want it," Ellie said, following the script. "A piece of you inside me, for always."

It was all becoming blurred to her in that moment. Todd and Cranos, her and Hadra. Hadra's words were Ellie's words too. She felt that desire inside herself, to receive that spark of new life.

"Now, Cranos holds her tight to him, so that the camera can get a steady view of what happens next. We start to zoom in, in, in, under the skin, to where they're joined," James narrated. "We see Cranos swell up one last time..."

Ellie didn't need James in her ear to feel exactly what was happening inside her, as Todd's cock swelled inside her, drawing his load up from his testes. She could feel the delicious pressure against her vaginal walls, his tip pressing against her cervix. It was almost enough for her, except for the anticipation of what she expected to follow a moment after.

He held her there for an agonizing moment until James said, "And... now."

If Todd was at all wary of impregnating her, this would be his moment to bail, but he did not. Ellie knew this was also her last chance to avoid it, but she lacked the resolve to do it. It felt like wherever this was headed, it was taking her somewhere she wanted to go. At the last second, she reminded herself that she could always pick up a morning after pill later.

Todd lost control on command, his voice breaking as a cry escaped him. Or it was Cranos losing control. Same thing. A big jet of hot seed shot into her. Ellie could feel its heat against that sensitive part of herself that she recognized as her cervix.

The intense sensation of it was something Ellie had never quite felt before. The only times she'd felt a man ejaculate inside her before had been in the prelude to that teenage pregnancy, with a boyfriend who couldn't last five minutes inside her, and probably jacked off every hour, and in her inexperience at the time, she hadn't really known the shape and mechanics of herself. Her sense of that interior space wasn't so finely honed, the muscles involved involved in sex only just awakening. And even though she had gotten pregnant that way, at the time she hadn't known it would lead to that.

Everything about it was different now. Todd had been patiently working her up to this, building her up and up and up. There was nothing premature or immature about it. He knew exactly what he was doing, his adult anatomy perfectly sized to slot into her interior, and perfectly aimed at her most vulnerable target. Even his first burst felt voluminous and filling, making Ellie wonder how long he'd been saving himself up for this. She felt the pressure and heat and viscosity of it spreading everywhere inside her, with the perfect clarity that came from being on the edge of orgasm herself, her every nerve ending tinglingly sensitive. And most of all, she knew she could get pregnant from it. Especially since she'd gotten pregnant so easily before, even while on the pill.

It sent Ellie instantly into the stratosphere. Her hips bucked, driving her cervix hard against the tip of the intruder--the source of the seed inside her--so hard it hurt. The feeling made her cry out, made her climax tear through her even harder. Her vaginal muscles, limbered and awakened though they were, now squeezed down on him hard, to the point where it felt like she was going to give herself a cramp.

In response, he swelled again inside her, that subtle change pressing him just a bit more outward against her vaginal walls, and another wad of his seed shot out of him, directly at her cervix, making her cry out again, bringing her to another peak.

Ellie had achieved multiple orgasms before, in twos or threes, on the seldom occasions that she found herself with someone patient enough to get her there. Even then, the stimulation and strain it took to get there left her feeling raw and sore afterwards. This time, it went on and on, a series of peaks like a mountain ridge, never quite returning to earth. Or a stone skipping across the surface of a lake. And with each one, she felt her response draw more of his pleasure out of him, making hers crest again. Maybe they'd wanted to get footage of his wave crashing on her shore, but what they got instead was the wave after wave of a rising tide.

Ellie strained at the green vinyl upholstery underneath her, as this primal rhythm gave way to an uncontrollable vibration inside her. She could feel Todd losing his ebb and flow inside her, each gush pushing less into her, until it was a gentle trickle. At last she could breathe again.

"Good! Good. Hold that position," James said in their ears. "And... now we finally fade to black."

Todd withdrew from her. Even though he was fully spent inside her, it felt like a loss. He grabbed another bottle of water, and gulped it down in one go.

This was her chance to get up and stretch, but Ellie didn't really feel like moving at first, her limbs still weak and gelatinous, the muscles in her arms and legs felt strained in ways she hadn't consciously directed them to be.

"Great work, everyone!" James called out. "That should do it for that sequence. Next, let's go back to that earlier branching point. If the player mashes a button on their controller, they get an alternate ending to the scene, where Cranos flips Hadra over onto her stomach. Back into your positions, please!"

Ellie realized Todd was going to fuck her all over again, and cum inside her all over again. She'd have that many more little Todds swimming around inside her, searching for her egg. This should have been her moment of clarity, but she was still awash in the afterglow of what they'd just done.

"Uh, James, isn't it going to be kind of obvious that we've played out the scene already?" Ellie asked, hoping he'd catch her drift. How were they going to get a clear shot of him coating her vagina, if her vagina was already full of him?

"Actually, I can hardly see any of it left." It was Peter's voice in her ear instead of James. "Your vaginal contractions moved pretty much all of it up into your uterus."

There was a tremble in his voice, the only sign of the struggle he had to be going through. It wasn't like they were dating exclusively or anything--it just so happened that Ellie wasn't dating anyone else because not dating anyone was the most common state of affairs--but they had slept together a few times, and it was just starting to turn into something sweet and affectionate, and now Peter had to watch Todd fuck her, bring her to orgasm in a way he never really had, and plant his seed inside her, which she never let Peter do, and during that, she'd had the biggest climax of her entire life.

It had to be hard to watch. Ellie wanted to say how sorry she was for that, but everyone would hear her words; it would only make things worse for him. His torment was only beginning, but she couldn't turn back now.

Todd returned, taking his place between her legs, his hands gripping her thighs as he drew them together again. He nudged easily back into her, and he felt rigid inside her again, as rigid as he'd been before his climax.

"How...?" she asked.

"It's my job," he answered simply.

"Quiet on the set," James announced. "Our leads are in position. 3, 2, 1... action."

Todd started thrusting into her again, but only for a minute, before he slipped out of her. He took one of her thick thighs and drew it across them, rolling her over as easily as when they'd wrestled in combat. Now she was belly down on the green vinyl, thrusting her hips back at him. He slipped back inside her, and smoothly resumed his rhythm.

Someday this would be a story to tell, Ellie thought, although she wasn't sure when it'd be okay to recount, or to whom. The thought flitted through her mind about how that story could end: "and that was the day I conceived my baby." Wouldn't that be wild. She'd had no intention of getting pregnant when she woke up that day, but now she found herself contemplating exactly that.

She realized she'd been in a sort of holding pattern for years, waiting for something to happen. Just her and her cat and her apartment, pursuing her career until she got old enough to retire. If that were to change, if she were to bring someone into the world, she only ever imagined that happening after dating and marriage and all of that. Even though all of that had mostly eluded her.

It wasn't very common for guys to pay attention to her, and even when they did, it didn't last. And after years of this pattern, Ellie had given up on trying. She came to see dating as something fun to do whenever the opportunity arose, but not something worth seeking out. Not something that led anywhere.

So why not jump straight to parenthood? She'd never considered it before, and now the idea brought an additional fire to their shared conflagration. She didn't have to decide now, after all, it was just... a possibility.

After a little while, she felt Todd's hardness starting to wane inside her. He compensated by thrusting harder into her from behind, forcing the air out of her with a grunt each time. And as he withdrew, she focused on clenching down on him inside her, working so hard at it that she unconsciously whimpered. This in/out rhythm made her sound like a chew toy, but it couldn't be helped. This was her secret weapon: what looked like pudge around her waist concealed strong and dextrous muscles in her core.

Over the years, Ellie had a couple partners who had tried this position with her, but she'd never gotten off this way before. Just not enough clitoral stimulation, she guessed. But in this position, Todd could reach just that little bit deeper inside her, and because of how her hips were aligned to him, she felt the tip of his cock gently brushing against the tip of her cervix with every thrust. It was driving her wild, and soon her body naturally took up the squeezing, caressing motion that she'd been forcing before, as her own climax grew closer and closer.

Todd wasn't going to last as long this time, she could sense that in his ragged breaths, and his white-knuckled grip on her hips, and the way his hardness made a sudden recovery. She didn't wait for James's cue.

"I could get pregnant," she said to him over her shoulder. Before, she had meant the words as a warning. Now she understood. Hadra meant it as an offer.

"I know," Cranos replied. "Do you want that?"

"I do. I want that," Hadra replied. "Give me a piece of yourself to keep, for always."

Ellie delivered the line quickly, in case Todd couldn't hold out for long.

"Cranos holds her tight to him, feeling the culmination impending. In that brief moment of stillness, the camera swoops down to where they're conjoined, and zooms in, in, in, to capture the moment when he--" James narrated.

Meanwhile Ellie felt Todd swelling up inside her, a dam bulging on the edge of breaking. The fullness of him that would soon be the fullness of her. She could tell what a struggle it was to hold himself back while James spoke, because as soon as James gave the cue, Todd flooded her again.

It wasn't nearly as much this time, but she could still clearly feel the force of it shooting into her, hitting that super-sensitive spot on her cervix, the spreading heat of it splashing around in her crevasses.

Clearly her body understood what it was being given, because it was enough to bring her to climax again, her hips pressing back against his shaft, her cervix kissing his tip in perfect rhythm to catch his spurt after spurt, her vaginal walls squeezing and milking it out of him. Ellie could feel Todd's deep groans through the contact of their flesh, but she couldn't hear him over her own high screams. She could no longer hold her head up, letting her hair splay onto the table as spasms of pleasure ran through her, rippling her back from neck to tailbone.

She still wasn't sure what she ought to be most taken aback by--fucking Todd, fucking in front of everyone she worked with, orgasming in front of everyone, taking a man's semen in her fertile womb--but there was an increasing disconnect with that discomfort she felt like she ought to feel, and the instinctive correctness of what she was actually feeling. If she'd said no to any of this--or no to all of this--she felt like she would have been perfectly justified. And yet, now that it had happened, she wouldn't want it any other way. Especially if she got something special out of it for herself.

Ecstasy flooded her veins, as her body reciprocated Todd's every offering and begged, demanded more, more, more, until he had no more to give.

It wasn't until the air around them cooled that Ellie noticed she was drenched in sweat. She was reluctant to move at first, and having his seed spill out of her and run down her leg. But she reached a hand down between her legs and found that she was still well lubricated with their juices, but again, the load he left inside her had been pushed up into her to where it was most likely to find a target.

Todd was sweaty too, and guzzled another bottle of water. He still had no attention for her between takes. No building desire for her. She wondered what she was in his eyes. Whether he still looked at her and only saw her stout form, her pudgy cheeks, her padded midriff. It was already clear that no matter what happened today, this wasn't the start of something more between them.

As soon as Ellie stood up on her wobbly legs, members of the crew came and lifted the table out of the way. Instead they brought in another green-screen-upholstered piece of furniture, kind of an armless loveseat. Todd handed Ellie a bottle of water, and she realized this was dehydrating her too.

James came over to Ellie and Todd. "Are you all doing okay? Need a break?"

If anything, Ellie's libido was in high gear now, her pulse still racing, and she didn't want to completely catch her breath and clear her head. "No, I'm good to continue."

"How about you, Todd?" James asked.

"Yeah, I'm ready whenever," Todd said.

Ellie suspected he just wanted to be seen keeping up with her. Whatever fantasies drove him, he had to be juicing them for all they were worth, because Todd's cock soon started to rise again.

"Ok. Great. We'll keep things moving along, then, and try to get today's shoot done quickly. As long as we can get a good, clean take of each sequence we need, I won't expect you to perform over and over."

Ellie wondered if that was intended more for her or for Todd.

Over the earpiece, James instructed. "Okay. That does it for Cranos romancing Hadra, but now we also need one for Hadra romancing Cranos, for the players who chose her as their player character. Cranos stands at stage center, and Hadra comes in from off screen..."

They went through the whole scene again from the beginning, with their roles flipped. It was Hadra who stepped in close, drawing Cranos to her, pulling his face down for her to kiss. Todd's hands explored Ellie's body again, as if he weren't already well-acquainted with the terrain.

"Cranos reaches for her waist, trying to guide her down, put she takes his hand in hers..." James narrated.

"No, you rest a moment and let me do the work," Hadra said, gently shoving Cranos back. The back of his knees hit the edge of the seat, and he naturally fell back onto it, his arms wide along the back of it.

Ellie straddled him, kneeling on the seat, one knee on either side of his waist. Their lips met again, Todd's hands caressing her large breasts. Ellie wasted no time, holding his erection just so underneath her, so that it nudged into her folds, and speared her just right, the tip sliding easily into her. They both gasped at the contact. It was still exquisite, even if it wasn't quite so novel anymore.

Inch by inch, she settled on him, feeling his firmness yield to her control. Her moans of pleasure were genuine and unrestrained. She felt him slip up into her, probing her depths again.

She started to rise and fall on his lap, settling into a rhythm, and her every rise and fall was a coordinated movement of her muscles, inside and out, that she could tell he felt inside her. Even though this was surely pushing him past his normal limits, he had no trouble staying hard inside her this time. In this position, Ellie could control the position and angle and depth of him inside her. When she wanted it, she could press that sensitive tip of her cervix against him. When she wanted it, she could grind her clit into his pelvis.

She was quickly working herself up to a climax, and she worried that at any moment James might give her a cue to slow down, back off. She didn't want to.

Most of all, she wanted to feel Todd spread his seed inside her again, and she could tell it might not be long, from his clenched jaw, his grip on her waist, his hips rising off the seat to meet hers, and from the telltale hardening and swelling up inside her.

This was something she was good at, she realized. That knowledge, that power, gave her a thrill, just like the first time she nailed a roundhouse kick, or the first time she hit the bullseye at archery. This was a skill she hadn't really appreciated in herself before, but from the way she was able to bring Todd to orgasm inside her again and again, there was no denying it. She was built for this, as much as she was built for horseback riding or wrestling or anything else she did. So it was with pride that she sensed Todd's climax approaching, and she wondered where else this skill--this self-knowledge--might lead her in the future.

In this scene there was no negotiation, really. Ellie delivered the lines as James fed them to her.

"I'm going to have your baby, you know," she said in a sultry, commanding tone, her finger lifting Todd's chin to meet her eye. Hadra's words might have just as well been her own.

"I know," he said, breathless and helpless.

There was a desperate look in his eye, a desire to kiss her, that she preempted by kissing him, driving herself down onto his lap one more time. Her hands clutched him tight, holding them in a firm embrace. Insider herself, Ellie worked her vaginal muscles as hard as she could, clenching and unclenching them in a rolling motion, urging him on. She felt him on the precipice again, waiting for his cue.

"Then the camera goes in, in, into Hadra's belly, where we see Cranos about to burst, and then... now," James said their ears.

In this position, Ellie could angle her hips just right to receive what she knew would come next, to feel it fountain up against that most tender, vulnerable spot inside her. At the same time, the rolling motion of her vaginal muscles, and the rolling feeling of contact with him inside her, was bringing her to the boiling point. Her first cry of orgasm came a moment sooner than his, her contraction forcing the seed up and out of him. She felt it splash hot against her cervix and bloom inside her, triggering another mini climax building upon the previous one. Her contractions squeezed down on him in time with his spasms and swelling and erupting.

The intensity of it, the bliss of it, nearly made her black out. She ended up slumped against him, her arms around his shoulders, her face to his neck, while their reproductive organs finished excitedly exchanging genetic material. Even this time, there was so much of it, and Ellie started to wonder how much of it she could take. But if today had taught her anything, it was that her limits were beyond what she could have fathomed.

After James called cut, Ellie dismounted Todd's lap, and he got up and strolled off like this was all in a day's work.

"That's a wrap for today," James announced to the group. "Tomorrow we've got the secondary romancing scenes. That means Hadra and Alicia, and then Cranos and Thoros."

That was the last scene on the agenda for the day, and though it had been a shorter day, it still felt full and complete. Ellie still felt a glow of her lingering satisfaction, but she had to admit that this was exhausting. Maybe even more exhausting than the acrobatic stunts and the fight scenes.

Now that she was done with the thing she'd been naked for, she felt self-conscious about being naked again, and retreated to her changing room.

She was dressed again when Todd knocked on the door.

"Good work today," he said, holding out a hand for a handshake. There was no trace of any lust there. She had just performed in a way that impressed him, and he was acknowledging that.

"You too," she said, shaking his hand.

"See you tomorrow," he said, and when she said it back, he had already turned away to leave.

She turned to get her things together, but there was another knock, another man in the doorway. It was Peter. He looked more embarrassed than she'd felt at any point of the day.

"Are you okay? Need anything?" he asked.

"Yeah, I'm fine," she said, and then revised that. "I'm good, actually."

"Look, Ellie, are we still good?" Peter asked.

Ellie suspected the subtext was, do you ever want to be with me again, after getting off so much harder with Todd?

"Yeah," she said automatically. She didn't think accepting what happened today would be a challenge for her as much as it'd be for him. "I guess it depends, though. Whether you'll still want to be with me once I have a baby."

Color drained from his face. Maybe he hadn't entirely realized that might be happening. Or that she might consider keeping a baby conceived this way. Ellie was surprised at herself for saying that out loud, and possibly scaring him off, when she hadn't really decided any such thing just yet.

"I mean... we were kinda taking things one step at a time, before... this," he said. "Maybe we could keep doing that? For now?"

Ellie thought to herself, well, I kinda took one big step for mankind today. But she couldn't say that to him.

Another wicked idea ran through her head: if she wasn't already pregnant with Todd's child from today, then maybe she and Peter could just... stop using condoms. Or maybe she'd come to her senses later, and figure out birth control. Regardless, she was certain that something had irreparably changed today. But she liked Peter, and his willingness to continue what they had was something she could potentially work with.

"Yeah. Of course," she told him.

And then he didn't kiss her, didn't ravage her in the dressing room, didn't pump her full of his own gametes to compete with Todd's. No, he just turned away and left after that, possibly still more shaken by the experience than he was trying to let on.

As Ellie left the studio lot, she knew that if she were going to prevent any potential pregnancy inside her, this was the time to go get an emergency contraceptive to do that. She knew that, and turned it over in her mind, and started to think... what if she didn't, though? She could always think it over tonight, and decide in the morning. She also knew this decision--not to go get a pill today--was the first step towards accepting whatever happened inside herself naturally, and letting a fetus take root in her uterus. That knowledge left her feeling breathless and excited.

That night, she was back in her apartment, with her cat, and it was indeed starting to feel like a holding pattern, but something more might already be on the horizon. There was no way to know for sure yet, but Todd had ejaculated in her three times that day, and a lot each time, and her body had efficiently siphoned all of it up into her uterus, where she was probably ovulating. Given how easily she'd gotten pregnant before, despite the pill, it seemed like good odds.

The more she sat with that possibility, the more she warmed to it. She could already imagine how her apartment could become a home for the two of them, her and her baby.

She went on the casting portal, and did a search to see if anyone wanted motion capture actors who were pregnant. She found one role, that would start filming in six months, right when she'd be rounding out in the middle. And there was another role that included scenes while pregnant and scenes getting pregnant. If she was already pregnant by then, she wondered if they could shoot those scenes out of order--shoot the "getting pregnant" part after she had her baby.

Just thinking about carrying the baby to term--and thinking back on those moments that day that might have conceived it--got her hot and bothered all over again. Ellie slipped a hand down between her legs, and found herself wet there, but still not gushing with semen. Todd's load was still somewhere deep inside her, doing its work. It surprised her, how hard she got off on imagining where it might go from here. Missing her period, taking a test, making all the preparations for a whole different future than she'd had that morning. She imagined her belly getting bigger, her breasts swelling with milk. She imagined a baby sliding out of her like a waterslide. She was excited at the prospect.

Just like she'd decided not to get a pill that day, she knew she could get up the next morning and decide to go get one... or not. And while part of herself knew her choice wasn't yet final, if the thought of how she'd maybe just gotten pregnant and the prospect of carrying a baby to term kept turning her on the way it did right now, she didn't foresee it going any other way.