Not a Remote Chance, Baby by Kris P. Kreme
Tech Con 2016 took place in Hell, Michigan, an accident involving a remote control turning one man into a stud who could turn life into porn.
Tech Con 2026 took place in a massive modern facility called The Emerk, and loser in life janitor Sully Simmons is about to suffer a similar fate to that man a decade ago… although he has his own fantasies.
Witnessing a fight between a Tech Con vendor and a man named Max Maximus, Sully is caught in the crossfire… his loser life flipping channels, capable of doing the same to everyone else. Cheerleaders, ballet dancers, milfs and more… all are flipping the channels of their lives, right into extreme fetish porn with an ending nine months delayed.
Over 24,000 Words of Kreme!
Ten years ago, one Kustom Kreme Tale introduced a whole new transformational temptation upon the world in the form of Luke Berry, an ordinary man given extraordinary powers… the powers of porn. Today, ten years later… it is time for A New Beggining!
That’s right, every ten years Tech Con takes place, and while it last took place in the uniquely named Hell, Michigan… this time Tech Con has just wrapped up at a colossal convention complex called The Emerk.
The Emerk is a facility unmatched in any other city, one of the world’s most impressive locations for events, concerts, and sporting events of all kinds. Capable of hosting more than one thousand events simultaneously with a capacity of nearly five-hundred thousand people, The Emerk Convention Complex, or ECC for short, is a modern engineering marvel, and for all the years it has been there, the lowest man on the totem pole has loved working in the facility… a fat middle-aged loser of a man named Sully Simmons.
And while Sully Simmons knows every nook and cranny, every hidden access stair and hallway, could tell anyone all the stats of the two main geodesic domes covering the main performance stages, and anything else one wished to know… hardly anyone ever has much to say to a man like Sully.
He has just never been a popular guy. He’s not the handsome stud with thick hair and a perfect build, hardly having any hair, a belly that precedes the broom he so often pushes. No, Sully Simmons might be a friendly positive man, but to most his is nothing more than a janitor, one of the maintenance crew working at The Emerk Convention Complex on this unusually quiet weekend now that Tech Con has wrapped up and mostly all the hundreds of vendors have already cleared out.
But just because it’s considered a quiet weekend doesn’t mean Sully doesn’t have plenty to do. After all, even on quiet weekends, The Emerk hosts events. It is always hosting events, and this weekend there are two main events taking place, each one at different ends of the massive convention center. Under one of the large geodesic domes the local high school Eastview Eagles is hosting a Senior Cheer Competition, only the graduating fifty senior cheerleaders from schools across the state invited to perform for judges and recognition on the main stage with parents and others watching. And underneath the other dome in a smaller more intimate setting, an event called The Collegiate Ballet Recital is taking place, twenty classically trained college dancers performing for a crowd of under a hundred.
While these two events may still involve hundreds of people, today has been a very lightly staffed day at The Emerk, just Sully’s boss Eugene, the chief maintenance and sanitation engineer for Emerk and he working the facilities today. And as it turns out, they may have their work cut out for them, and his boss Eugene may have a true uprising to deal with after an accident involving the final clean-up of Tech Con 2026.
Sully Simmons may be a friendly man, always a smile on his face, but he is a man… a lonely man, and he has always appreciated a nice fit girl. Considering The Emerk is covered up today with visiting fit eighteen year old cheerleaders and coed ballet girls, no one could fault him for appreciating the scenery so to speak. No one, except the bitchy girls in Eastview Eagle cheer uniforms who accuse his friendly kindness for pervy intentions… complaining to their mothers who in turn rant and complain to Sully’s tolerating boss Eugene.
After the encounter near The Eastview Eagle Senior Cheer Competition, Eugene is radioing in and sending Sully far away from either event just to avoid further complaints. The man is stressed enough having his own nineteen year old daughter in his office, bored and mostly watching the security monitors throughout the massive convention complex for him. The last stress he needs is people getting upset because they assume the fat bald loser of an employee is leering at young girls.
And so Sully Simmons finds himself heading over to the underground loading dock where supposedly the ballet recital complained that they could hear arguing and fighting going on down below. When Sully arrives, he witnesses an escalating argument between one of the vendors still packing up from Tech Con 2026 and an odd little man with an even odder name.
Listening in to the argument, always one to easily be overlooked, Sully notices the vendors are representatives of a small company called Baby Better Battery Corporation… their unique contribution to the tech world being completely organic batteries so safe a baby could swallow them, batteries sure to revolutionize the world… unless of course their entire display and participation in the event was apparently ruined by a glitchy remote control for their displays… one provided by the odd man named Max Maximus.
It seems the two representatives of Baby Better Battery are only more and more pissed off at Max for what the remote did, what it tuned into on their displays nearly half the time they attempted to use it… porn.
And while Max claims the remote wasn’t glitchy when he gave it to them, and it couldn’t possibly just randomly tune into porn on display monitors… the men aren’t having it, done with the excuses.
But after Max Maximus suggests their using their unique batteries in it may have caused the glitches, the men are done being even slightly nice, no more shouting as they don’t just give back the messed up remote control… but throw it at Max.
Unfortunately, in the ensuing fight, Max ducks, the remote misses his head, and Sully Simmons just happens to be standing in exactly the wrong spot… a remote control thrown like a baseball right at his crotch.
Crippled to his knees, unable to even cry out, Sully stumbles with the now-broken remote shooting sparks out at him, trying to pull himself up grabbing onto a wheeled display screen. The last thing he sees is that screen toppling right at him and when he comes to, kicked and woken by his boss Eugene some time later… the Baby Better Battery men and Max Maximus are nowhere to be seen.
Complaining about the mess they left behind, displays broken, banners torn and left all over the loading dock, Sully is told to clean it up, Eugene not buying the story about a weird remote control or some little man named Max Maximus. All he cares about is the facility and Eugene has other things to deal with outside of radio range at the outdoor stadium facilities. So leaving Sully to his job of clean-up, he tells him his daughter Katelyn will be in the main office watching over the monitors if Sully needs anything. He’s also told not to bother either of the events going on until they have concluded.
But as he spots torn banners and reads the words Baby Batter, will a fantasy in the back of Sully’s mind involving fit girls getting massively pregnant rise up along with something different… something within his aching groin from the remote that hit him? Did he really see porn on that display screen before it fell on him? And will Sully Simmons choose to ignore clean-up in favor of getting downright dirty and depraved with every single woman in The Emerk today?
Find out as Remote Chances returns with a whole new beginning, new character, new porn powers, same twisted reality warping abilities where everyone who sets eyes on Sully Simmon’s accidentally enhanced manhood finds their lives flipping channels from normal to porn, bodies, minds, everything changing with one added little kinky twist that may just leave baby on the brain for every woman and nubile girl he sees. What are the odds this epic tale won’t feature kinky twists you’ll never see cumming? There’s Not a Remote Chance, Baby!
Double Kreme comes to a close… see what’s served next soon!
Recent Comments