WARNING: The following is a work of erotic fan fiction. The events of which are completely made up and did not happen, and is no true reflection of the television series, actresses etc depicted or referenced within. Fantasy is legal. This material is unsuitable to be viewed by those under the legal age limit of viewing pornographic material in your current country of residence. All characters depicted in this fiction are over 18 years of age. I do not own Unhappily Ever After, its characters or any of the actresses etc who appeared in it
Starring: Tiffany Malloy [As portrayed by Nikki Cox], Sable O'Brien [Kristanna Loken]
Stay Tuned And Hard -- Chapter 1: Unhappily Ever After
An erotic multiverse fan-fiction story.
Written by DaxG2001
Codes: Cons, MF, MFF, oral, anal.
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"And here I thought old Uncle Fred was just good for creepy stories." Obi Hesse grumbled as he put down the last box of old VHS tapes onto the pile. "Whole bunch of shit I'm never gonna make any money out of." He complained, seeing the many piles of boxes now filling up his basement which is supposed to be his living space and bedroom.
Hesse was a perhaps stereotypical unsightly, basement dwelling type with an overweight body, far from attractive looks, and his sense of 'style' was more what looked at least half clean or only had a couple stains on his shirts and shorts. Rarely venturing out except for work in a basic, boring job or to get some food. Spending the rest of his time online, watching streaming services and shows new, old and ancient.
Perhaps that hobby of classic TV watching trickling through to Uncle Fred who, at his untimely passing, left in his will Obi a vast collection of old tapes of recordings of countless TV shows, series, specials and even a selection of movies. Along with an old style cathode-ray tube set and a similarly aged VHS player. The rest of his family thought it was more of a punishment to have to shift so many boxes.
"Well, better check if this thing even works..." Obi sighed as he pulled in the TV set to the wall and did the same with the player. Everything plugged in right before he pulled out a random tape from one of the boxes. About to push it in when he saw that there was already a tape in the machine. Pressing the button to eject as he furrowed his brow. Seeing the label on the tape reading 'ENJOY THE TRIP, NEPHEW OBI!'. "The Hell does that mean?" He questioned to himself before he got startled when, without any buttons being pushed, the tape was sucked back into the machine and starting to load. Just as the TV turned itself on to show off crackling static.
"This shit is weird..." He stated the obvious as he reached for the power button on the set, only to see the front screen begin to not just flicker, but act like it was cracking. Unnaturally, things like tentacles made up of that flashing static pushing out from the cracks as the sound of white noise blasted out. "Shit shit shit!!" He tried to run, but his waddling body meant his just turned around and knocked over boxes. Barely getting steps ahead before he yelled. His arms and legs captured before he was yanked back and through the air. The set impossibly expanding as it swallowed him up like something from a cartoon to make him vanish 'into' the set. The screen reforming to be in its original, whole condition as the static played for a moment before it and the VHS player turned off completely.
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"AAAAAAAAAAAAAH!!" Obi's flabby arms pathetically flailed around as he found himself falling through what seemed an endless tube of colours mixed with static. Having been sucked into a fantasy world that he seemingly had no control over. A little like that old TV show where the guy was world hopping but only he wasn't becoming an existing person in that universe.
In the next moment though he suddenly found himself crashing down onto a couch of a home straight out of the 90s with a classic couch, and the house layout curiously all designed as if it was just made to be seen from a front view. Obi letting out a grunt as he landed on the furniture which creaked from the impact. Just laying there and gasping out as he caught his bearings for a few moments. "What the fuck just happened??" He rightfully questioned. Groaning as he moved himself up to sit up properly. "Wait, where the Hell am I? This all, uh, looks a little familiar... I've seen this place before..." He said, scratching the back of his head.
After a while he eventually stood up, looking around. "Hang on... I have scene this before!" He said as his eyes widened. "This is... It's the damn Malloy's house! From that old 90s sitcom series 'Unhappily Ever After'..." He remembered, taking a moment to look around. "But how did Uncle Fred's old TV manage to suck me into here? I mean, is this even real? Am I even still alive?" He pondered out loud even with no one else apparently being in the house. "I need to find a way to get back to the basement..."
"Mom? Is that you??" He jolted a bit, hearing footsteps from above as he looked to the stairs. Seeing a stunning, young woman with a curvy body walking down in high heels. One of not just the Malloy family, be arguably the woman who became a lead star of the show he was now 'in' in Tiffany Malloy. Looking like she'd been ripped right from an episode to look in her prime hotness. Her large, rounded tits encased in a short sleeved blue top while her red hair hung down her back. Topped off with a short, blue skirt as her midsection was shown off. "Did you remember to get... Oh? Who are you?" Tiffany brushed her hair back as she saw the stranger standing in her family home.
"Oh, me? I uh, I just literally dropped in!" Obi said with a nervous chuckle. But wasn't having the benefit of hearing a laugh track to mask the bad joke. "Who am I? I'm uh... I'm Obi! I'm a friend of your father's, Tiffany!" He lied, remembering what he could of the old TV show's plot from way back. "You know how him and your mother aren't on speaking terms, so he sent me over just to check things up." He said through a clearly nervous smile, knowing how much bullshit that excuse was.