Reference is made to actual people, this is co-incidental and nothing should be inferred from this.
This is a fanfic parody, purely for fun, with no profit to be made by the author.
John was bored, he had a week off from work but lived alone and preferred his own company anyway. During the evenings he would draw the curtains and go get shaved, talced and powdered, then get dressed up for the evening. Not to go out, he wasnt that brave!
No, John liked to dress up in womens clothing.
So, as it was still early afternoon John decided to have a drive out to the Mall, just to pass on some time until the evening you know. He parked up in the usual place, locked up the car and strolled around the mall. He window shopped at the lingerie store and at the latest fashions in the dress store. He really loved the look of the new seasons fashions and underwear, so much so, he had to go to the cafeteria to sit so that the bulge in his jeans wasnt so obvious.
Having cooled down a little, he felt that he had wasted enough time and by the time he got home, it would be safe for him to get dressed up. He had received the new underwear from the catalogue this morning and was bursting to try it on. As he walked towards his exit, he saw a new store that he had never noticed before.
"Spells R Us" on the window, a window with a big screen TV and a beautiful blonde woman stood, apparently watching the program.
Virtual Television II
Regular readers may remember a story I did a little while ago featuring the Wizard and an impressive little machine, called Virtual Television.
A reader made a remark that set me thinking about having the Wizard get the machine fixed, and hiring it out again.
Here is the result, I hope you enjoy it!
My special thanks to Steve Zink for yet more editing and help in getting this one just right. For those of a technical nature, I don't think a 50" flatscreen Nicam Stereo TV actually exists, yet. Nicam Stereo is something available in the UK and offers seriously impressive sound quality to say the least.
It was a quiet day down at the mall, and the SRU Wizard was bored. This made for a change! It was usually the suckers who came through his door who were the bored ones.
'Hmmm, how can I amuse myself, and attract Paul to come in today?' the Wiz thought. He knew Paul was in the mall...well, he is a wizard! Paul was fated to call in to Spells 'R' Us one day this week, but things were quiet, and the Wiz wanted something to do!
'Okay, John had a LOT of fun with the Virtual Television 'Beta' I conned him into. I think Paul will like the same unit, now that I've had it repaired. Shame John never read the small print on that contract. Still, the money that the Japanese Anime Collector paid for him more than covered the costs of having the Elven Guild repair and update the unit.'
Times Past (Part 1)
Pete and May Ling worked at the same firm though in different departments and although Pete had repeatedly tried to talk May Ling into going out with him, she had never said yes. It certainly wasn't because Pete was unpleasant, in fact he was a real gentleman, if a few years older than May Ling, and he wasn't exactly bad looking. He sure wasn't a Tom Cruise or George Clooney, but he was no dog either.
May Ling on the other hand was a drop dead gorgeous raven haired oriental beauty of Chinese ancestry, a few generations back, now she was as American as Pete, but was never seen in the company of males.
Anyway, she had finally agreed to let him be her escort to a costume party she had been invited to this very evening. The only conditions she had imposed were that she would provide the costume and he must present himself at her apartment, freshly shaven and casually dressed, two hours before they were due to go. Pete was delighted with the chance to go out with her, even as an escort, rather than on a "proper" date.
Two hours before the party, on the dot, Pete presented himself at May Ling's door, a bunch of roses in his hand.
"Oh, that's so sweet Pete, thank you. You didn't need to you know. But thank you!" May Ling said as she took the flowers and gave Pete a quick peck on the cheek. She smelt WONDERFUL.
"Now, you don't mind coming with me tonight do you Pete? I really do appreciate this. It's the sort of party that if you come alone, you are hit upon from the minute you walk though the door and it's a family thing so I HAVE to go." She asked him as she handed him a cool drink for it was yet another hot night in the middle of summer.
The Bottle of Wine
Hi, my name's Dan, well, it was, and I'm twenty-four, or I used to be, and I'm your average WASP, but not now. No, that doesn't make sense, let me tell you my story from the beginning.
It all happened last Saturday. I was bored as usual, and trolling the Mall for any babe to try to grope. I never get very far with them, as I was overweight and dumpy, to say the least. Let me describe myself, and you'll see. I suppose I am, or was, a typical spoiled rich kid brat. Mom and Dad always gave me whatever I wanted, money, cars, just anything, really. The one thing they couldn't help with, though, was my weight and desires. About four years ago, I just seemed to balloon, and now weigh just short of three hundred pounds, and I was only five foot in height.
My desires? Well, you'll see soon enough, read on.
Anyway, there I was in the mall, trying to find a tasty babe to hang around with for a while. They may not like how I look, but they do like the color of my money. Sooner or later, there's always one who'll sit with me at the coffee shop and let me feel her legs, and skirt material, under the table.
Ami had had enough, she was walking out on Adrian! She was sick and tired of being yelled at whenever something went wrong at work, when the mailman arrived with more bills, when she was minutes late in having his meals ready for him.
How had she missed the signs of his abuse when he had swept into her life, whisked her away from everything and everyone she knew, and set up house on the other side of the country to her home town? She didn't know, all she knew was that now that the worst of the bruises had healed, and a bit of extra makeup to hide the rest, she was walking out. There was no way she could have left the house before now, the cuts and bruises would have had everyone looking at her, staring, wondering what she had done.
It's a sad fact that the abused woman so often thinks that it is SHE that is at fault and even after all the abuse she has suffered, still feels that it is she to blame.
Ami packed a few things in a small case, Adrian didn't allow her much, just a few undies and a "going out outfit" for the rare times they went out to a works do, the rest of the time she had to make do with wearing only her underwear and a nightdress, long and opaque to hid the bruises otherwise Adrian took her to task for showing her bruises as she waited on him, hand and foot, or she had to wear a fetish's dream of a French Maid costume around the house, never being allowed out for others to see her.