Remote control

[messyalan]

Please note this story is definitely not 'PC' but it is a fantasy so no people were harmed in the writing of this story.

Keith started this Saturday like any other weekend, slowly. He woke about 10am and looked out the window to see a normal autumn morning. Dark and damp. He turned on the TV and watched a bit of the news whilst he drank his first cup of tea. Nothing much was happening but that didn't stop the news channel from broadcasting 24 hours a day. He flipped channels and found a repeat of Deal or No Deal. Not really his type of programme but the girl taking part was hot and he got engrossed.
Needing the toilet he pressed pause on his Sky remote and got up. Another glance out the window revealed the same damp pavement but a bit more light was now creeping in. Being the weekend there weren't too many people about but he saw a few standing around. He wondered what made them stand there on a cold, damp day.
Finishing his pee he returned to the lounge and grabbed the remote from the table before crossing to the window to pull back the curtains. He aimed the remote over his shoulder and pressed play and heard Noel Edmonds voice from the screen. He laughed to himself as the two people on the pavement chose that moment to start walking. It was almost as if they had been on pause.
Pointing his remote at the pavement he pressed pause. Oh My God he thought as they both stopped. Again he repeated the pause and play. Yes they were genuinely not moving.
He pressed play and watched as they walked away. This must have been some strange coincidence so he watched until another person appeared. It was a woman in a long coat striding down the pavement. With a deep breath he pressed pause. She stopped. Wow!
Rushing to the bedroom he pulled on a pair of jeans and a sweatshirt, stuck his feet in his trainers, grabbed the remote and shot downstairs. As he reached the street he became aware of how quiet it was. Nothing was moving. How was this possible.
He looked to his left and there was the woman frozen in time. Pointing the remote he pressed play and she started. He paused her and thought about what to do next. There were a thousand thoughts flooding his brain but unfortunately his cock got the last word.
He walked nervously up to the woman and round to the front. She had a flat expression on her face which was staring straight ahead. Keith waved his hand in front of her but got no reaction. He estimated she was probably in her thirties and reasonably attractive. With his heart racing he undid her belt whilst constantly looking round for other people. As the belt fell he unbuttoned the coat and pulled it back over her shoulders. She was wearing a tight blue jumper and a knee length black skirt. With a trembling hand he touched her breast momentarily. Getting no reaction he rubbed it again feeling the bra beneath. He pulled her jumper up which was quite difficult because of her statue like pose. Eventually he exposed her white bra which he pulled up over her breasts. They were firm and round and he spent a minute rubbing them before pulling her clothes back down.
Next he squatted down and lifted her black skirt to reveal ordinary white knickers. He rubbed the front of them but couldn't move them as her inner thighs were crossed tightly. He stood back up and returned to his flat. Only then did he press play. The woman instantly started to move then stopped as her coat flapped open. She looked round as if trying to work out what happened then fastened the coat and moved on.
Keith's first thought was how easy it would be to go shopping without paying but he was relatively honest and decided that wasn't for him. However he was a sexually charged young man with a love for getting wet and messy and he certainly couldn't resist using his new toy for his own satisfaction, but where to start.
He decided to start small so he went down to the local café. Peering through the window he saw just two guys eating breakfast. That was no good. However he tried out the remote and it worked on them.
At that moment two girls came out of the card shop next door. One blonde and one brunette. Both were wearing what looked like a uniform of white blouse, black skirt and black ballet flats. Both wore a name badge on their chests.
They walked past Keith and into the café completely oblivious to him. Normally this would have upset him but today he needed to remain inconspicuous. He waited until they had placed their order and sat down before he pressed pause. As expected life stopped. He walked in and took a good look at the girls. The blonde had short hair which reached to her shoulders, large boobs and a slim waist. The brunette had long hair in a ponytail, smaller boobs and a fuller figure. Too many bacon sandwiches!
What to do first. Going behind the counter he saw a tray of eggs. He picked it up and returned to the girls. Then he broke all 48 eggs, one at a time, on the brunettes head. When he'd finished her hair was full of eggshells, her white blouse was plastered to her skin revealing a lacy white bra and her skirt had a pool of egg yolks.
Picking a tomato ketchup bottle from the table he emptied it over the blonde girls head and massaged it in. Some dripped off and left red streaks down her blouse. Pulling out the top of the blouse he emptied another bottle over her breasts which were bursting out of her white bra. Another bottle went over the outside of her blouse before he wiped his hands clean on her skirt, retrieved the remote and headed out into the street.
Gaining the safety of the opposite shops he watched as he pressed play. Even inside the shop where he was hiding he could hear them scream and he watched as they rushed out of the café and back into the card shop. He did feel a little remorse but not enough to stop him.
As well as getting wet and messy Keith did like a little bit of clothing damage so he set off for a large department store to see what havoc he could manage. Once there he headed for the ladies fashion section which was very busy. He spent some time wandering around and then came up with an idea. There was one woman in her thirties who looked fairly glamorous. She was wearing black knee length patent heels, a tight fitting black knee length skirt, a white roll neck jumper and a thin hip length coat which hung open.
She spent some time looking before selecting a long black gown and heading for the changing rooms. Now she was obviously going to get undressed to try on the gown and Keith felt he could help her with that. He could just see into the changing room area and he waited until she went inside before pressing pause.
Walking past the assistant he entered the changing area and headed for the door. To his dismay he found it locked. Looking round he found a step ladder against the wall so he set it up and climbed up and over the door. He was pleased to see the room was quite large and the woman was in the middle still holding the dress on a hangar. Unlocking the door Keith took the dress and hung it outside before hunting around and finding a pair of scissors.
With a very dry mouth and a beating heart he took hold of the hem of the coat and started to cut. Once through the edge he tried to rip it but with no success so he resorted to cutting off. Next came the jumper and this too had to be cut as it was quite thick. Keith made a mental note to find someone with thinner clothes next time.
Once the jumper was off he saw the obviously expensive bra. Decision time. He decided to leave the bra and go for the skirt next. This he did manage to rip a little but not enough for his liking. Once off he saw the matching knickers and more interestingly the suspender belt holding very fine stockings. Already hard he took some time to savour the underwear before destroying it.
He started with the bra and trimmed all the lace off the edge of the cups. Next he cut most of the cup away before finally snipping through the straps. The bra hung there until he cut between the cups and it fell to the floor. Her breasts looked lovely and firm but he wasn't sure if this was her natural shape or the effect of the remote.
Next he slowly cut the four straps holding her stockings before he shredded the stockings with his fingers. A little snip in the top of her knickers allowed him to rip them to pieces before discarding them with the rest.
He decided to leaves the boots partly because he wasn't sure if the scissors would damage them. Hanging the dress back on her hand he moved out into the main part of the store before pressing play. The inevitable scream was quick to come and he saw the assistant rush in. Risking a quick glance as he walked past he saw that the boobs were naturally firm.

[parkvilla]

FANTASTIC Story... I think another outing to a fine dining restaurant is needed.
Excellent combination of mess and clothing destruction.

[Trouso]

This is a great idea, Alan. Really enjoyed reading it.

T

[hainguyen178]

I agree to Trouse, that's a good idea

[carolinewalker_2000]

This idea could run and run with all sorts of different scenarios.