Jessica Alba Deep Fake Porn Novels & Stories

The most lethal, untouchable king of the entertainment industry is currently mounting the very woman she was hired to monitor! Lucan Ashcroft! "Elowyn... scratch my muzzle... am I trapped in a dream-hall?" Julia chokes out, her breath catching as her ears buzz. "Was that terrifying beast truly Alpha King Lucan?!" She had never in her wildest cycles imagined standing within breathing distance of his royalty, let alone witnessing his absolute surrender to a human's thick curves.

In addition to the crew, there were other people who had connections with Eliza who took videos and posted them online. For example, Gloria, the members of Super9 Group, and Yessenia Reyes. And Jessica as well. With the help of Luca and Shreya, Jessica was living a good life in Sage City. After she took her rest, she looked very good. Jessica sat on the bed in a large and loose hospital gown. No one could tell that she was pregnant. Jessica scolded those who spread rumors in front of the camera and even publicly criticized Sonya. "Don't come out to blackmail others, all right? Do you think you can really lie to everyone with your tricks after copying the slogan and fans' names? You are alway

"Wow, Mr. Stanley, it’s an honor to be speaking with you. The video provided by my client, Alora, has been proven to be AI-generated after I ran several tests on it." He shared his screen, and the falsified video began to play. "Now, Mr. Stanley, as you see, the man walks into the room and approaches Alora, who is sitting on her bed. They appear to have a conversation, which leads to a passionate moment. But if you look closely, after the man leans in, Alora’s face is never shown again—only her hair and body are visible. You might think that’s normal, but there are inconsistencies."

I am so glad that Zayden didn’t marry a crazy b*tch like you back then. As she walked near Alice, Jessica tightened and grip on Alice's chin and forced her to look at her. She asked, “You like to steal my men, don’t you? Let me tell you, my man is a nationally wanted drug lord now. I’ll take you to his bed myself and let you have fun with him.” Alice gasped. Jessica was squeezing her chin so hard that she felt like she could not breathe. Just as Alice was about to faint, Jessica released her grip. Alice, then collapsed on the floor, coughing and painting heavily.

Jessica wanted to close her legs, but she knew if she did the alpha would see this as defiance. "Open your thighs for me, little one," he commanded and with tears leaking out her eyes, Jessica widened her legs for her alpha. Why me, Moon Goddess? She screamed on the inside. The alpha carefully rubbed his finger over the crotch of her underwear, which was soaked in Cory's juices. "You still have my son's cum leaking from your hole," he gritted his teeth, pressing his fingers harder against her tender flesh. "Are you sore from his fucking?" He asked, and Jessica knew she couldn't deny it, so she confirmed by nodding her head.

Jessica hissed as she stood up from her seat and walked towards Aliyah, a smile on her face, “Your pretence got everyone but sweetheart, not me. I have always seen beyond your acts.” “Jess, please not today.” Aliyah said waving the older girl away as she made her way to her seat, she noticed her team members also staring at her wildly, their phones in their hands. Aliyah needed to get her phone, to see what they were talking about. “I always knew you would stoop low but how low I didn't know until you lure Sir Romero to get married to a girl he could father. You classless whore!” Jessica spat. “Jessica!” Few of the team members exclaimed.

he murmured. Jessica’s face paled slightly, but she quickly recovered, her voice rising with an overly dramatic edge. “Allison, you’re wrong. I’ve done nothing wrong. I’m just—” I cut her off, my voice rising in intensity. “You think crocodile tears will save you now? You lied, manipulated, and poisoned me. You’ve ruined my life, and you think you can just pretend nothing happened?” Jessica’s hand flew to her face, her eyes welling with fake tears. “I don’t know what you’re talking about,” she said, her voice quivering. “I’m just—”

"And who are you?" Jessica choked, barely maintaining her composure. She had no idea if he truly had no idea who she was or was faking it. But she could only assume it was the former and continue her gentle act. "I'm Jessica Brown, the female lead from the movie Miracle, the fourth-highest-grossing movie at the box office last year." Caleb straightened up and stared squarely at her, prompting her smile to grow. That was until he spoke again, "No idea."

Jessica replied provocatively. She sounded like a know-it-all. Larissa found it absurd. "Save it. I can get a partner myself." "Larissa, feel free to contact me if you need help." Alvin suddenly joined. Jessica instantly cut in, "Larissa, there are a lot of scammers who act as rich people to deceive women. You'd better watch out, or you'll lose both your innocence and money." "You're so nosy, Jessica." A scornful voice rang out.

"And here I was, hoping I could convince you to disappear. I know someone in Essaouira. Ocean views who can arrange blank passports. We could disappear tonight." Talana turned to him with a familiar, half resigned look. "You fell in love with fire, Massimo," she said softly. "Don’t ask it to become rain." He said nothing. He knew better. Just then, Isla called. Massimo picked up, but Talana leaned in to listen. "The press just got wind of the DNA leak," Isla said without preamble. "It was deliberately leaked to the wrong outlets. Someone wanted you to believe she was alive. They used an actress. A professional. Deepfake tech on the handwriting. High-level, expensive."