James Charles Deepfake Porn Novels & Stories

I asked as James had a phone in his ear. “Getting Nigel to do something to save her. She is in way too deep.” “James,” I said but he turned around as he began to speak. I have never been powerless and I refuse to be the weak one. I saw my phone light up and I went in and opened it and I made an audible scoff, “Son of bitch,” I said. “Hang on,” James said before looking at me, “What?” he asked. “Charles,’’ I said and James frowned. I showed him a photo.

“James is military-trained. If he catches me—” “Charles,” I interrupted, in a deadly voice. “I know where you live. I know your real name isn’t Charles. I know about the waitress you see every Tuesday night at Verona’s. The one with the mole above her lip. You like her enough to pretend you’re not a scumbag, don’t you?” “I—please—” “I also know about the debts,” I added, my tone still casual. “The ones you’ve been dodging. Those people you owe? They don’t scare me. But I imagine they’d be delighted if I passed along your new address.”

"James paid them. All of them. They are professionals. Some of them are real doctors who needed money. Some of them are actors like me. The equipment is real but the readings were programmed. I took medication to make myself look pale. I was sedated frequently to make my exhaustion look genuine. I lost weight on purpose. I had not eaten a proper meal in days before you found me in that bed." "And the prison story? The murder conviction? The country you supposedly served in?" She closed her eyes. "There is a real woman." "What?" "There is a real woman. Or there was. James found a woman who had been incarcerated abroad for the murder of a wealthy man's wife. She had no surviving family. She di

Just then, James stopped and shielded me from the reporters before turning to them. “The scandal is all a lie. We all know how crazy AI is these days. They can make anything look real. Freya and I have nothing with each other. Why will I cheat on my girlfriend? I might not look like it, but I'm faithful to my girlfriend.” He explained and I fought the urge to scoff at his righteous words. Faithful, my foot. “Mr James, there has been no appearance of your so-called girlfriend until this scandal. How can we be sure this is not a plan to cover up the scandal?” The reporter asked again and I narrowed my eyes at him, wondering how he had seen through our facade.

While everyone continued to try to figure out what was 'wrong with me', I decided to accept myself for who I am. "Here's the thing, there is nothing wrong with me. And you see that young nerdy skinny total Silicon Valley kid over there. He's a multi-millionaire and likes to have a woman Domme him at the club I own. And over there is a pretty lady, mom of 3, head of the PTA, and youngest Vice President in her company. Guess what? She had 3 men use her as a fucktoy last night. She sometimes has her husband come and watch or has him on the phone. He's a pathetic piece of crap, but cuckholding isn't my thing. Last one, because I'm not supposed to tell, James over there?" I point to a handsome bl

“That is true. I’m sorry it slipped my mind.” Charles narrowed his gaze at James and trailed his eyes all over him. “Tell me this isn’t what I’m thinking.” “What?” James asked, acting like he didn’t understand what his father was talking about. “Your zip is open, James. Your tie isn’t prolly knotted. The last time you were looking this rough, it was when I caught you sleeping with a lady in your office. Did you sleep with a lady in the restroom?” Charles looked at him in disbelief.

When I got there, I saw Faith in his room and I barged in ready to throw her out. Your man begged me not to. At first I thought he was drunk or high but he wasn't. He said he had always liked me and wanted a threesome with Faith and I. Of course I laughed and told him to fuck off but he came on top me with his ex,Faith. Your man is an animal I swear, better run while you can. He and his ex basically raped me. Dera sent 5 pictures. Christiana covered her mouth in shock, she couldn't blink or move. The pictures were pictures of both Chidera and Faith laying down in their underwear next to James who was sleeping. Another one was with James'head on Faith's chest with his eyes closed.

Blake and I sat there quietly so he could concentrate on what he was doing. "Well, this is strange," James said, still typing into the computer. "Is the photo fake?" Blake asked "In a way, yes. James said, " this is you in the picture and Veronica," and my chest began to hurt. "That can't be true. I didn't touch her," Blake said "You didn't let me finish. This is you and Veronica, but everything else has been photoshopped. Let me do something real quick," James said while working on his computer.

“Charles was not ready for his soft launch.” My voice followed in the background. “Well, there you have it. Charles is gay.” The video cut to Eleanor and Wyatt beating the hell out of Charles and his lover. The video ended, leaving me staring at the screen. I should’ve known better. I should’ve closed the app right then and there. But no. My fingers had a mind of their own, and they dragged me straight into the comments section. Yumyum1: Hahaha, is this fucking real? This is a premium video. This is what you get by cheating on a crazy woman with crazy friends.