Waking up in a porno

[SEVERUSMAX]

Not being Christian, I'll take your word for it.

Not a Christian, either. But I used to be.

 

[Ejcards]

I can't wait to read the story.

 

[Fantasies_only]

No, not an actual movie set. You just wake up in a world where the laws of the universe are those you would find in a porno. Everyone is suddenly hot, all the men have giant dicks and shoot copious come, etc.

Every time a housewife calls a plumber, he never ends up under the sink. The pool boy services more than the pool, the secretary is always taking dick-tation. There is suddenly no such thing as STD's or accidental pregnancy (after all, there still has to be Ready to Drop porn).

That reminds me of a series of comic strips I once read.
The characters are anime based, but the setting is an alternate Tokyo in another universe, a hentai universe.
It went on in a risque but not too pornographic dramatic comedy (dark humor).

After a while, impossibly hot babes in explicite sexual situations became commonplace and unsuprising.
The main characters made a few devices that let them hop from the hentai universe, to their own anime universe, and to our universe (3D land).
They even brought more characters (Sailor Senshi, Love Hina girls, etc.) into the hentai universe.

The author never finished the series, and left us all hanging.

 

[YaoiHuntressE]

It rememinds me of that one John Candy movie (I forgot the name) where he realizes that he's now living in the soap opera he created. It sounds like a rather funny idea.

 

[Texguy84]

It rememinds me of that one John Candy movie (I forgot the name) where he realizes that he's now living in the soap opera he created. It sounds like a rather funny idea.

Heh, I've seen parts of that movie. With the typewriter, right?"

"Here's that six-pack of Deer you ordered."

"Deer?"

"YOU MORON! BEER! IT WAS A TYPO!"

 

[YaoiHuntressE]

Heh, I've seen parts of that movie. With the typewriter, right?"
"YOU MORON! BEER! IT WAS A TYPO!"

I think that's the one. God rest John Candy's soul.

 

[Shendude]

That reminds me of a series of comic strips I once read.
The characters are anime based, but the setting is an alternate Tokyo in another universe, a hentai universe.
It went on in a risque but not too pornographic dramatic comedy (dark humor).

After a while, impossibly hot babes in explicite sexual situations became commonplace and unsuprising.
The main characters made a few devices that let them hop from the hentai universe, to their own anime universe, and to our universe (3D land).
They even brought more characters (Sailor Senshi, Love Hina girls, etc.) into the hentai universe.

The author never finished the series, and left us all hanging.

Linky?

 

[Fantasies_only]

Linky?

The strip was taken off the site per the author's request, and then the site went down because of limited bandwith and finance, however, a hentai site might have a cache for you.

Actually I think the Web comic site is back up, so at least 2 or 3 issues might be saved.
I can't remember where I saw it.

 

[DonFox]

I started a story like this once, with a WIZARD OF OZ twist - all of the characters in the porniverse that I'd entered were adult film versions of people I knew in real life.

I was working at a retail store at the time and was nursing some serious fantasies about a couple of female co-workers. Wishing to stay married and employed, I couldn't pursue those thoughts in real life, so I decided to write a story. In it, my character woke up and discovered that he had, overnight, become significantly larger in one specific area of his body, and was terminally aroused. Later that morning, he visited a doctor's office for some reason (not for his sudden priapism, but some other contrivance) and found the nurse at the front desk difficult to communicate with, since something was clearly happening under the desk to distract her. [I'll confess that this scene was inspired by the original CANDY STRIPERS XXX film, a movie I had seen during impressionable adolescence.] After reaching across the desk and holding on to my character's shoulder to steady herself for her climax, the nurse stepped back and another female nurse stood up from behind the counter. The first nurse explained that it wasn't the tongue but the finger in her ass that made the difference, at which the second nurse sucked on her middle finger and sauntered off with a smile. From there, the first nurse led my protagonist to an exam room to administer similar oral treatment for his obvious swelling.

That's as far as the story got. Afraid that my wife might recognize the names of the characters and not be particularly understanding if she found the story, I pitched it. Still, I think the basic concept has a light, "70s porn" appeal and could be very good in the hands of a gifted writer.

 

[Fantasies_only]

I started a story like this once, with a WIZARD OF OZ twist - all of the characters in the porniverse that I'd entered were adult film versions of people I knew in real life.

I was working at a retail store at the time and was nursing some serious fantasies about a couple of female co-workers. Wishing to stay married and employed, I couldn't pursue those thoughts in real life, so I decided to write a story. In it, my character woke up and discovered that he had, overnight, become significantly larger in one specific area of his body, and was terminally aroused. Later that morning, he visited a doctor's office for some reason (not for his sudden priapism, but some other contrivance) and found the nurse at the front desk difficult to communicate with, since something was clearly happening under the desk to distract her. [I'll confess that this scene was inspired by the original CANDY STRIPERS XXX film, a movie I had seen during impressionable adolescence.] After reaching across the desk and holding on to my character's shoulder to steady herself for her climax, the nurse stepped back and another female nurse stood up from behind the counter. The first nurse explained that it wasn't the tongue but the finger in her ass that made the difference, at which the second nurse sucked on her middle finger and sauntered off with a smile. From there, the first nurse led my protagonist to an exam room to administer similar oral treatment for his obvious swelling.

That's as far as the story got. Afraid that my wife might recognize the names of the characters and not be particularly understanding if she found the story, I pitched it. Still, I think the basic concept has a light, "70s porn" appeal and could be very good in the hands of a gifted writer.

Although I haven't seen it, what you're describing sounds like a scene from the hentai Night Shift Nurses.

 

[Texguy84]

After reaching across the desk and holding on to my character's shoulder to steady herself for her climax, the nurse stepped back and another female nurse stood up from behind the counter. The first nurse explained that it wasn't the tongue but the finger in her ass that made the difference, at which the second nurse sucked on her middle finger and sauntered off with a smile. From there, the first nurse led my protagonist to an exam room to administer similar oral treatment for his obvious swelling.

That's as far as the story got. Afraid that my wife might recognize the names of the characters and not be particularly understanding if she found the story, I pitched it. Still, I think the basic concept has a light, "70s porn" appeal and could be very good in the hands of a gifted writer.

Just wanted to say that I approve of this scenario you came up with.

 

[DonFox]

Never seen NIGHTSHIFT NURSES, Fantasies, but a quick glance at the Wikipedia entry you linked makes it seem a lot darker than the story I was writing. I wouldn't be surprised to learn that there is a scene along the lines of the one I described somewhere in there, though, or to find out that the makers of that particular hentai had seen CANDY STRIPERS.

Glad you approve, Texguy! Sometimes people on this site tend to look down their noses at porn films, but writers of erotica will find that there are some seriously potent fantasies to be found (and mined) in the vintage XXX films of the 70s and early 80s. I didn't set out to borrow that scene (which did not include the "finger in the ass" bit - that's my innovation!), but the two ladies in question fit the scenario so well that the scene just wrote itself.

 

[Texguy84]

Well, to be honest, I don't draw too much inspiration from porn films, but I will readily admit that some of them do come up with some rather creative plots. My favorites are the ones that don't take themselves seriously, milking the campyness of the movie for laughs (some porn actors, like Evan Stone, were born to do comedy).

That said, I tend to draw my own inspiration from my various areas of geekdom, so you end up with story ideas about sex demons, tentacle monsters, and the American Revolution (no, not all at once, but that would make for an interesting story, wouldn't it?).

Every once in a while I'll have a fantasy come up out of whole cloth based on someone I know (a few friends of mine on Lit will know of one of mine that I refer to as the "Cat looking at her next mouse" fantasy), and those tend to be the most potent for me, even though they are the least useful for actually making a story out of (usually just images rather than any plot).

 

[Vincent E]

It is a Twilight Zone concept, except it is put to pornography. One day, for some inexplicable reason, a man wakes up and begins to go about his day normally, except that there are some changes from what he realizes as his normal life.

As the guy goes to the diner for breakfast, gets on the bus to go to work, gets to his job and interacts with his co-workers everybody seems to be a lot hornier and ready to get to it right in front of him. All around him people are having sex on desks, in cars, on park benches, in the elevator, in the supermarket.

As he goes through the day watching one sexual encounter after another, he begins to take note of a few things: all the women are just a bit more buxom, the pick-up lines are awful, the men are all hung and loaded with semen. He never remembers walking from one place to another; if he leaves a room to go somewhere else, he finds himself at his destination with no memory of how he got there. All travel is just a cut to the next scene.

When the people around him start having sex he begins to realize that they are on video. The texture of life resembles that of a shot-on-video porno.

But most disturbingly is the soundtrack. Whenever some people start getting to business, the main character hears a lousy musical score coming from some unidentifiable place. The music begins to drive him insane, and his mission becomes one of trying to stop the people around him from having sex so that the music will stop. This is very difficult because everyone just wants to have sex.

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I had to pick up my car from Fred, my mechanic. He had been working on the transmission, and I was hoping that it wasn't going to cost me an arm and a leg. After everything that had been going on this week I was in a hurry to get my wheels and just drive off to some quiet, secluded place where I could get a respite from all of the fucking going on around me and that cheesy music. Where the hell is that music always coming from.

I walked into the garage and found Fred talking to a woman next to a bright red minivan. She looked like she was in her late forties, but she was dressed like a teenager in a pair of hip hugger jeans, four-inch black pumps, and a tube top. She had a thick mane of long blonde hair and long, red fingernails that clutched her purse. She seemed a little flushed in the cheeks, as if she had recently received some bad news.

"Hey, Fred," I called to him.

"Yeah, just a minute Vincent. I'm taking care of this customer. You're all set, just let me finish up here."

"Sure, just as long as I get out of town fast," I replied.

I sat down up against the wall in a row of chairs that looked like thay been stolen from a hockey arena. I picked up a copy of his Popular Mechanics and turned to an article on how to build a windmill on your roof.

"But you told me that this wasn't going to cost more than $500. You gave me an estimate in writing. You promised," the woman whined.

"I'm sorry. What can I say. I didn't know how much damage there was until I got into the engine," Fred replied. "Your water pump was shot, the termostat was broken, and the gas pump was so clogged all I could do was put in a new one."

Fred was an honest mechanic, but he was a mechanic just the same. I was hoping the woman would just pay and get her car out of there so I could conclude my business and head to the mountains, or the country, or some isolated motel, or anywhere there were no people screwing.

"Will you take a check for the balance?" she asked.

"Sorry, Ma'am. No checks," he answered as he pointed to a "no Personal Checks" sign over the cash register. "It has to be cash or credit."

"But I forgot my credit cards, and I only brought the $500 that you estimated. Can't you please make an exception for me? I have to pick up the kids from my ex."

"Well, I'd like to but...you know...then I'd have to make an exception for everybody."

Dammit Fred, I thought to myself. Take the fucking check and let me get the hell out of here.

"Well, maybe there is something else we can work out," the woman said. "Like some kind of a payment plan."

Then I heard it again. I heard that fucking music again. It started out softly, just like always.

"You mean some kind of payment in...trade?" Fred asked.

"Oh shit, no," said under my breath. "Not again."

"Yeah, that's the idea," she answered as she pulled the top of her tube over a breast.

"Dammit, Fred. No!" I bellowed. "Stop, stop, stop."

Fred wrapped his mouth around her nipple and immediately slid his hands down her jeans. The woman's face now switched from one of concern to amusement. Instead of frowning she smiled; in fact she giggled.

"No, stop. C'mon Fred. Let me get my car first and get out of hear before you...Fred? Fred. Aw shit, here we fucking go again.

Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa.

"Aw man, gimmie a break," I complained.

I closed my eyes and grabbed my head as it began to spin for a moment. I opened my eyes and we were all in video again. This time it was grainy as if the tape had been transferred a couple of times.

Fred already had his pants down around his ankles, and the woman was sitting on the hood of her car with her legs wrapped around his waist. Faster than you can say "Friday lube jobs 10% off" Fred had himself buried in her and was panting.

"Oh yeah, baby. Oh, oh give it to me good. Oh, oh, oh," she called out.

"Agh, agh, agh, agh, agh, agh," Fred maoned as he humped her.

"Yeah, that's it baby. Fuck me. Fuck me. Fuck me. Oh I need it so bad."

"Wait a minute," I said out loud but knowing that they would not respond. Minivan, divorced fortyish woman wearing the clothes of a twenty-something, an auto mechanic working out a 'payment plan'. Aw shit, I'm in a fucking MILF video now."

I walked over to them as Fred was pulling out of her. She turned around so that he could give her the obligatory doggie-style screwing.

"C'mon Fred. No one wants to see you boning onto some overstretched slut desperately holding onto her youth."

Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa. Bonk chicka chicka chaw wa wa.

"Where's that fucking music coming from. Fred, stop. C'mon buddy, I'll pay you double for the car if you'll just stop. Hey lady, you've got kids to pick up from your ex, right? Stop. Stop. Aw c'mon you two, stop fucking for just a second so I can get my car and get the hell out of town."

"Oh. Oh. Oh," she cried out. "Fuck me. Harder. Harder. Oh. Oh. Ah."

"Lady, if he fucks you any harder he'll break his dick. Fred. Fred. Fred!"

"Yeah," Fred grubnted between her teeth. "You like that, don't you."

"Yeah baby, yeah."

He smacked her ass.

"Oh, fuck me. Fuck me. I need it so bad," she screamed.

I gave up. I stormed out of the garage while gripping my hair in my hands. As soon as I stepped outside the music was gone and I wasn't in grainy video anymore, and a bus was pulling up in front of the garage. I ran to it and got on, not caring where it was going. I just needed to go some place isolated.

 

[Frank Noir]

A man (or woman) wakes up one day to find that they are now living in a porno movie. Actually, I think this could be a series of stories that each start the same sort of way. Man/woman wakes up and doesn't realize what's happened. As the day goes on, stranger and stranger things happen. And example: His secretary crawls under his desk to give him a hummer, just before his newly busty boss walks in. He tries to play it off, but she finds out and joins in.

Basically a lot of tongue in cheek sort of things where a "normal" person tries to adapt to a life in a porno.

Funny. I had kind of the same idea. Only I wanted to turn it into a movie script.

A pretty, but not at all glamorous woman goes through her mundane daily routine: Doing laundry, shopping at the supermarket, etc. But to her suprise, horny men constantly force themselves upon her, turning every task into a steamy sex scene. And no-one except her seems to think it is unusual.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Read Sexxy Vixen's version of this idea....it's very intriguing....

....but I will definitely have to write one of my own.....

......while hers has no relationships, mine would mean open marriages....people marry and stuff.....but "forsaking all others" is never used in vows.....not because of laws, but because no one is interested.....it's a place where literally everyone fucks around....what would be really great is a college story where the female professor regularly seduces her students of both sexes.....

....there's also that idea of sex as currency, but that might be tricky to work out......oh, and since it's a porno reality, nearly all women are either bisexuals or lesbians (to appeal to male tastes here), while men still vary between orientations (to appeal to female tastes here).....and all transsexuals are male to female and keep their male genitals....(not realistic, but this is porno reality, not our reality)....

....and incest is commonplace.....

 

[CrimsonMaiden]

Porn World Ch. 01

The beginning of my take on the concept.

 

[SEVERUSMAX]

Porn World Ch. 01

The beginning of my take on the concept.

Yeah, I read it....quite interesting....

 

[YaoiHuntressE]

Porn World Ch. 01

The beginning of my take on the concept.

I'm sure my review of the story is up, but I like your take on the idea.

 

[Shendude]

Interesting.

I look forward to see we're you're going with Samantha.