*Static*
A somber tune suggesting some unhappiness has just happened
In comes a depressed-looking bi-pedal, his elongated gray skull and lanky arms looking extra long today as he slumps into his floating bubble comfort unit, head hanging low. He rubs his three-tentacled hand over his hairless miles of forehead. Just an average-looking ALF, punching his time card in at the laser-dildo worker-coop and putting his pants on two legs at a time, like the rest of the galaxy, but he had a bad night.
"Sexual frustration is the number cause of angst in the galaxy. One embarrassing night at your best friend's party can haunt you the entire four-day work-week."
A flashback shows our average alien having a good time in the bedroom, two pink Anatrmia twins clicking their mandibles as they wave their aroused and plump metasoma-booties at our hero, their glowing violet insectoid eyes might as well be bearing little hearts. With a phallus deep inside one twin and hand tentacles running wild over the other's four jiggly and round nutrition-sacks, he was doing good, the twins’ excited juices spilling from their lips.
In the next second though, the door opens, a Bessonian milk-mistress standing taller than the doorframe in a spiderweb silk bust-holder which contained udders of unending Bessonian milk. A wink came from her spotted eye, and our hero gulped.
But fret no more. Introducing the latest model of the 'Phall-Dos', voted number one genital-enhancer for the last 87 solar-cycles!
Our average alien holds up a metallic ring, giving the brightest smile a being could give without a mouth. He places it easily onto his fat, grey hog, and little nano-bots go to work.
With 'Phall-Dos' all your sexual frustrations will vaporize! When worn on your phallus, you won't have to worry of going soft, and if size is an issue, it can increase your sex-tool by two, four, ten or even a hundred times!
Now the grey alien is sitting on his own cock like a stallion, the jizz-sausage burping out enough probing seed to fill a small pool. He gives the product six slimy tentacles-up.
If quantity, not size, is your problem, we've also got you covered. Just put our little ring on a place around your phallus, or where ever applicable, and watch as an exact duplicate pops out!
It's rather difficult to see the torso of the alien in the commercial now, twin dicks towering above so high over his head, but he's having a good time, black spots for eyes nearly rolling back.
Without a phallus? No problem! This amazing product has you covered too. Just wear it in or around the desired location, and you'll be porking in no time!
The Bessonian from before makes her triumphant return, a true stud's hammer swinging between her legs before it thwapped up erect between her massive udders, throbbing around her high-tech cock-ring. She turns to our gray friend, winking one more time for the audience before swinging that dick to frot between his two giant dongs. The screen blurs out the incredibly hot action to show the product's logo.
Phall-Dos! Enhance your problems away! Buy yours at Sex Toy Shop 69 on the fourth moon of Gojjj, or any Space Government sales post today*!
*Not available in the Milky Way
Shhhhhhhhhhh
"Welcome back, welcome back!" The fat host returns with his excited audience, extra security and barriers now placed around to ensure the orgy remains contained within the stands. Now it’s nearly impossible to tell how anyone could be actually still watching from the stands of the studio, when all have become part of some kind of giant orgasmic blob. "I hope you haven't lost your lust for sexual chaos, because we're going to be offering it non-stop!"
There's no point in waiting for a response from his studio audience anymore, they're long gone in a tornado of hedonism.
"So, let's not waste anytime, shall we?" A few taps on the monitor and a rather unimpressive row of houses appears. "What we're looking at now is Richmann Road." The stop sign was bent, the street lamps mostly burnt out, and those Christmas decorations hadn't been taken down for several years. Yet, there’s certainly signs of life. Pink chalk-lines, parked bicycles and hockey nets with rusted metal, all remains from the young families which populated each of these human holes. "Not much to look at naturally, but trust us when I say that this is the best place to start. A few packages came to these houses earlier today, and they're about to open them up!"
More taps on the monitor come from his fat fingers, and four varied houses light up immediately on screen.
"Let me set things up for our wonderful viewers at home." The first house lit up. "Here we have the Darling home. They're considered a bit weird and white trash in town, but between the five of them, there's a libido volcano brewing! Now, what happens when we add a bit of reality altering technology here? Something they think is a magical amulet? Oh, I'm excited for it already!"
Yet another house lights up. "But we're not done yet. At the Mason house, there's a bit of a girl's slumber party going on. Naturally, one might expect these older Christian teens to go to bed earlier than most, but hey, let's just say that we've got a dream catcher which will make sure they’ll stay up all night. You won't want to miss the giggly games these sexually repressed teens get up to!"
Across the street, yet another home was about to get the reality show treatment. "Now, just because we're unleashing people's deepest perversions, it doesn't mean that we can't fulfill a couple of wishes along the way. This couple, Maryll and David, has found their love life a little lacking lately. I think that they a need a little help from a councilor in the form of a box. What's inside, you'll have to find out!"
"Finally though..." A house at the end of the street lights up. "What would a reality show be without a little game of chance? It's poker night at the Parker house, and we're about to find out how lucky these four guys can get! A little special poker chip might help even the most unlucky son of a gun there."
Even the host's eager to start, but he can't miss out on explaining the final explanation for the road. "Don't forget though, even if you're not happy with the chosen perspective in town, feel free to try another. All versions of this program are installed with time-reverse technology after all. Go back, influence the humans in different ways to make different choices, even change homes or streets! There are more people on Richmann Road after all." He points to another option to change the home or streets down below. "But I would suggest trying out one of these homes before continuing on, just to get a feel of things."
He cleared his throat.
“Well, if you’re ready to choose, than I’ll finish explaining the scenario for each home and then we can finally start!”
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