This is an idea I had when I was thinking of revisiting Dr. Dick and Porno Ray series. I got a kick out of some of the characters there and how they were stereotypical. That got me thinking about if you could mix all the stereotypes you see in porn and erotica what exactly would that look like. So I decided to try. I need to explain a couple of things though.
First, the old man featured here is kind of a reoccurring character, he is the guy who made the dollars in the Funny Money series, and he is also the guy who made the Wacky Wand (a couple of fans have wondered about that so I figured I'd answer that). He has also been used with my permission in "Coin of the Realm" Series. When I want to use magic, he is usually the guy you see.
Second, this one may be offensive to some folks. I'm trying to make this based off the Stereotypical character you see in porn, so there are going to be some things in here that hit on various races and so on. The idea is that people are turned into a stereotypical character, and some stereotypes can get offensive to some people. I'm not trying to insult anyone, but I'm smart enough to know that some people don't see things like I do, and some people will see insult when none is intended. So, if you think you might have issues with that, then I ask you not to read this story. If you do and it's offensive, you were warned.
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Jason sighed as he looked around the small park. Nice suburban houses, folks out on walks, typical mix of people. The whole thing screamed "normal".
"God, this place sucks." Jason muttered as he flopped on a bench.
"This place is the perfect stereotype of suburban America. Gated community, park in the middle, pool right by it, nice eco-friendly trails, lots of trees, and everyone mows the grass. Have the new young couple just starting out, the divorced mother, the normal families, the various minorities all represented so we don't get thought of as not being diverse, the nosey HOA manager, the empty nester debating on selling and moving. God, you couldn't make this more average if you tried." Jason said with some annoyance. "And everyone is pretty and handsome, just like on a TV sitcom. No one ugly, even the "mean" people aren't really that bad and when something really bad happens they end up helping. Fuck, boring as boring can be and just as predictable."
Jason was a nice-looking young man who was working a couple of years to save up money for college. As part of that he was living at home with his stepmom and dad, although his dad was usually gone due to work. He probably wouldn't have minded it so much if everything wasn't so normal. Cripes, even the emergencies were stereotypical, a small kid falling off a bike and breaking his leg or arm, a small fire started by a shorted appliance, a fender bender with the two loudest people in the neighborhood, nothing crazy or really fun ever happened here.
"Lord, what I wouldn't give for something different, this place is just so stereotypical." He muttered.
"Different? Hmmmm, that is quite an interesting term young man."
Jason jerked and nearly fell off the bench. He stared at the older man sitting next to him on the bench, an older man who most certainly had not been there just a moment ago. Jason looked around and then said, "Where did you come from?"
"Ah, that would take a long time to tell properly. But I heard your grousing about how, what was the word? Stereotypical? Yes, how stereotypical this area was."
"Well, yeah. Look at it, I could sit here and tell you exactly who was going to do what and when without having to think twice." Jason said as he sat back down. The older man was nicely dressed in an older suit that looked just a bit worn, but still well kept. There was something about him though, he seemed to be amused by something. In a busier part of the city, Jason would have probably walked by him without a second glance.
But this man was not from around here. And there was just something different about him.
"I see. Bored with the same old routine, eh? I can understand that. But you do realize that many in history would kill for this "routine". Stable, safe, calm. No worries about a raid, or if the crops would fail?"
"Well, sure. But given that stuff is in the past, at least here anyway, it makes for a boring time." Jason said.
The man chuckled. "I would say maybe you just have the wrong stereotype."
"Come again?"
The man looked around. "This is a stereotypical neighborhood. But by what stereotype?"
Jason frowned. "Um, the normal one? This is just everyday suburban life."
The man grinned and leaned forward. "Exactly. The normal one. But what would it be like if it was a stereotypical suburb in a horror movie?"
Jason blinked. "Huh?"
The man looked around. "It would probably look like this, but with the killer parked over there watching the house he was going to attack that night. The police driving by and missing him or ignoring the signs or the little boy who saw the killer or monster preparing."
Jason leaned back a bit. "Great, some wacko." He thought. But the man drove on.
"I take it that isn't your thing. No matter, I wouldn't do that to this place, too nice." The man looked him up and down and grinned. "How about this? How would this neighborhood be if it was a stereotypical porn movie neighborhood?"
Now Jason backed up a bit. "Um, I think I need to be going."
The man laughed. "My boy, you need to broaden your mind. I'm about to offer you something that will make your life very much NOT boring. And it will give pleasure to many other than you. You see, you are not the only bored person in this neighborhood."
The man pointed at Mrs. Jones who had come out to move her garbage can. Mrs. Jones was an empty nester whose kids were gone to college and her husband constantly at work. She was nice looking, but Jason had never really considered her in terms of sex. She seemed to be in nice shape, but her dress was that of an older housewife, so it was hard to tell her figure.
"That woman secretly is dying for a makeover and having a fling. While she loves her husband, things have gotten too normal for her. And over there, Ms. Turner, the young single mother. She'd love to party more and have fun, but life with a child is difficult. She is lucky that she has a solid job that pays well, but she misses the days of college and the parties and the fun."
The man smiled as Jason. "My boy, I am a wizard. A very old and very powerful one. I ruled a large country once, but tired of it. Absolute power is nice for a time, but keeping it? Oh Lord, the wars, the pain, the double-crosses, the plotting, feh, not worth it. I gave it up and started traveling the world, seeking my own amusement. I discovered that it was much more amusing to help others find their amusement. Especially bored young men who have many dirty desires."
The man waved his hand. "I have an offer for you. I can give you something that can change things up here. This neighborhood will still be stereotypical, but I'm giving you the ability to change what exactly the type of stereotype it will be. What would Mrs. Jones be in a stereotypical porn movie neighborhood?"
Jason, while still thinking this man was off his rocker, found himself interested in the idea. "Mmmm, I'd say she would be the cougar."
"Interesting, I would have said a MILF."
"Nope, that would be Mrs. Youngs over there at 212 Maple. And her daughter would be the young horny babysitter or teen temptress. She turned eighteen back in May and is the major babysitter around here." Jason said.
The man leered and Jason snickered. "Okay, enough of the dirty talk. I will admit it would be fun for some changes here, but I'm not seeing how I could do any of this. Not that I would mind you."
The man laughed. He held up his hand and Jason saw a large gold chain with a gold medallion on it. It looked like bling, like something out of Boogie Nights.
"This little item can help you make some changes around here. Wear it around your neck but be sure it's visible. In fact, wearing an open necked shirt or unbuttoned one would be best. It will do several things. Never, ever take it off or you will have to start over, a slight miscalculation on my part when crafting it. One it will make you the central character in this new stereotypical neighborhood. The "star" if you will. You will be the guy who gets the girls, the headliner in the porno and its main attraction. You will get some stamina and the ability to enjoy this new stereotypical neighborhood. Now mind you, you are not the ONLY star. So if you make up some changes don't think you will be the only person who gets to enjoy it. Transform a married woman and even if you do nothing to her husband, he is likely going to be enjoying his wife a LOT more if you follow. Two it will help you, em, adjust people as needed to fit their roles. Mrs. Jones as she is now, is no Cougar. Show her that medallion and make some suggestions on what her stereotype is and be ready to have some fun. Mentally the change is quite rapid. You just need to work on it and make sure your target understands what they really are, or if you are smart you will figure out what they really want to be and then help them along that road. You might want to give them some time as they won't transform into a full decked out porn star on the spot, they will need to go change and so on. Maybe you should make a round before supper and see some people, yes? Lastly, these changes will cover everyone. You are changing a stereotypical reality into another one. Once changed, other people will accept what these people are now without issue. Mrs. Jones husband will accept that his wife is a Cougar. You can leave him be, make him a swinger, make him a cuck, or make him a cheater too. Up to you."
Jason was working hard to keep his face straight. Obviously, this guy was off his rocker and needed a coat with extra-long sleeves and nice padded room to lay down in. "But I don't want to offend him, he might do something crazy. Better to play along." Jason thought.
Jason reached out and took the chain and the medallion. The man smiled and after a moment said "Well, put in on boy, put it on!"
Jason slipped the chain over his neck and suddenly felt a weird rush of, of something flow through him. His head spun for a moment, and he blinked several times.
"Whoa. That was weird. Well, thank you for the..." Jason turned and the bench was empty. Jason glanced around and he saw no sign of the old man. There was no place he could have run to or hid. Jason gulped and then sighed.
"Well, at least THAT was different." Jason held up the medallion. It had a weird pattern on it, and it felt heavy like real gold. Jason remembered what the old man said and snickered. "Yeah, like I have the power to make this place into a stereotypical porn neighborhood."
