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Rocky get sucked into one of his favorite sitcoms however anything can happen. ANYTHING!
This choice: Himself  •  Go Back...
Chapter #4

Himself

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After you pressed an unmarked button on the remote you whirl around and find yourself sitting shotgun in a police squad. Looking down you find yourself in a police uniform sitting next to Carl Winslow. He´s talking to you as you fade into the conversation.

¨I tell ya, rookie; it´s tough out here. Just the other day I had to clear some hookers off a corner near Halstad and one of them actually turned and peed on my shoes.¨ The audience laughs as you´re taken a little aback. The squad eventually goes to residential streets and Carl pulls up to a house that looks familiar. ¨Come on in, Rocky. Get something to eat while we have a moment.¨ You open the door as Carl calls in their location and you follow him to the door. He opens the door to see his son Eddie sitting on the couch.

¨Dad! Bulls are up 10!¨ Carl walks over and watches the game with Eddie as you look around the room. You hear a door close upstairs and then see someone coming down the stairs. She starts coming down the steps quickly but sees you and slows down, you recognize it as Laura Winslow. Seeing you see gives you a beaming smile and brushes her hair behind her ear. She walks up to you with her breasts showing out of her low cut top with her hips and ass looking fantastic in her jeans.

¨Laura, can you get Rocky and me some coffee?¨ she looks into your eyes smiling and says ¨Sure, daddy.¨

Your eyes bug out watching her walk away and you nervously stammer ¨I´ll give her a hand with that¨ as the audience laughs. You walk through the door into the kitchen as Laura´s reaching up in the cupboard. ¨Let me help you with that¨ you reach by her side as she turns around close to you.

¨Is that your baton or are you happy to see me?¨ she smiles as the audience lets out a big laugh. You smile nervously as Laura puts her hand on some of the items on your belt.

¨We could have a lot of fun with these¨ Laura brings out your handcuffs as you pat the spot she took them from. She´s getting closer to you and you feel drawn to her and her confidence when the kitchen door flings open almost breaking the glass. It was Steve Urkel from next door.

¨Laura! My sweetness, but unlike Walter Payton your beauty isn´t confined to a football field...¨ he trailed off as she chastised him for flinging the door open. ¨Oh, that was just the power of my love compelling me here to you¨

Laura shook her head as you stood frozen ¨Get a life, Steve!

¨All right! This is fantastic!¨ Steve shimmied a little as Laura looked confused and asked him what he so happy about.

¨You said, "Get a life, Steve", A week ago you would have said, "Get a life, TURBONERD". I'm wearin' you down baby, I'm wearin' you DOWWWWNN!¨ The audience gets a big laugh as he turns to the door that is now a little loose on its hinge. ¨Did I do that?¨ even more laughs ring out as he exits.

¨Where were we?¨ Laura turns back to you and brings you a little closer. Your hand goes below her waist as you think you feel something...different. As she gets closer the door from the living room opens and Eddie comes through and Laura, sighs. Taking you by the hand she takes you upstairs. Wide-eyed in amazement as you stumble up the stairs you see her nice, big round ass in front of you as you get to her bedroom. She flings you in and locks the door.

¨Daddy won´t leave until the game´s over, we got a little time¨ you start kissing her feeling yourself getting hard and you catch a glimpse of something else as Laura slips her pants off. A loud ¨OOOOHHH¨ goes up from the audience as you see Laura´s panties can barely contain a huge cock that didn´t even look hard but must be at least three inches around. You can´t help but stare as she smiles at you.

You have the following choices:

1. She throws you on the bed

2. Steve´s at the window

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3. Someone walks in

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