(Author's Note: This story is actually from "http://enterthemall.com", which seems to be going away soon. I wrote quite a bit of it there, so I didn't want it to go away soon too and not have the chance to add more. I figured that since that site was supposed to be a Fiction Branches Beta of sorts, that this site should be the place to make a copy of it.)
It was finally complete. John had finished his invention - the invention that would solve all of his problems.
He had created what he called the Reality Tuner. Just like it sounded, it was capable of changing reality. It had three adjuster knobs on it. One was for mental changes. Another was for physical changes. And the third was for reality changes, meaning that if that one were used, all of reality would change so that the changes would seem as though they had always been that way. But before he could use it for its main purpose, he needed to test it out.
And the best place to test it out was at a dinner party being held next door. It was some sort of charity thing being hosted by Mr. and Mrs. Middleton (the husband's name was Jacob, while the wife's name was Laura), two people who have been active both in their church and the community. There were bound to be enough test subjects there, and for what he had in mind, the results would be quite noticeable.
After arriving at the party, John moved around from conversation to conversation. Oh man, were these people dull. And so conservative. He walked over to the Middletons who seemed to be having a conversation with another married couple about adult-themed cartoons. Well, this was as good a place to test out the Reality Tuner as any.
"Oh, we don't let our children watch those horrible cartoons," said the woman who was talking to the Middletons. She was pretty good looking and would be desirable if not for the frumpy conservative clothes and lack of make-up. Time to make her a little more interesting. "I and my husband don't even watch them."
John took out his device and pointed it towards the woman, then moved the mental adjuster.
"That's good," Laura Middleton said. "I'm glad that there are still some decent couples like you around."
"Well, yeah, that's how we seem when we're in public," the woman said. "But when we get back home, we're the raunchiest pair of fuckers this side of town."
"Wh-what?" Laura asked, stunned.
"Isn't that right, honey?" the woman asked her husband, who was equally shocked. John pointed the device at him and moved the mental adjuster.
His look of shock disappeared and a naughty smile replaced it. "Yeah, that's right. We do love to fuck."
"Yeah," his wife agreed. "And I take it any way. In the mouth, up my ass, or in my pussy. Sometimes I even give him a titty-fuck. Of course, we're always looking for other new ways to fuck too. Nothing is too extreme for us."
The Middletons couldn't believe what they were hearing. These were two of the most conservative people they knew. Not once did they ever hear them use profanity or casually talk about having sex.
John smiled. So far, so good.
