Everybody in this story is over 18.
Time Smut Chapter Eleven... The Past Is a Lie But Nobody Cares.
Saturday February 8th 1988 dimension 2274 on the surface of a discarded simulation of planet Earth.
Just outside of a small town a silver teardrop craft silently hovered outside of the window of an old farmhouse.
A thick beam of light shot from the tiny craft into an open bedroom window and gently placed a sleeping James onto a soft warm bed on the tiny replica planet.
He woke up some time later in an old familiar bedroom with the entire adventure slipping from his mind like a wonderful dream.
He looked out the window and an unbelievably thick blanket of snow covering the farm equipment in back yard. The hardwood floor was chilly on his bare feet and he stumbled down the stairs while the memories faded and were replaced by this new reality.
He shuffled into the living room where his stepsister was lying on the soft carpet in front of the warm fireplace watching cartoons. She was lazily swinging her feet in the air and didn't take her eyes off of the TV when James walked in.
"My dad just dropped off some tapes." She said as she pointed to the giant wooden television.
"Ooo! What did he get?" James ran over to inspect the plastic rental boxes that sat atop of the VCR.
He was excited about the prospects of the carefully choreographed flickering lights keeping them transfixed during the brutal snowstorm.
Mary and her dad were on a streak of making poor choices at the video store and James was desperately hoping she asked the clerk for advice. Sometimes James thought they make movie selections based on which one has the most dust on the box.
But today he most definitely made a good choice, tonight was not to be a dusty movie night at all. They smiled and knew the next few days were going to be awesome as James held up two of the best examples of nineteen eighties media masterpieces ever created... Back to the future and super Mario two!
"All right!" They both yelled. Mary giggled and gave James an enthusiastic high five.
James tossed another log into the fire and the red hot coals quickly engulfed the dry seasoned wood filling the room with a warm Smokey comfort.
He snapped the plastic video cassette box open and slid it into the slot of the precious VCR.
The machine sucked the movie inside and his heart raced in Pavlovian excitement at the familiar crinkly sound of the tape gently being placed on the shiny spinning head.
James snuggled into a blanket and sunk into the soft couch while he watched the giant flakes quickly pile up outside. The fireplace was roaring and the cozy warmth of the living room left the windows dripping wet with condensation.
His mom and Mary's dad had a quick wedding after only knowing each other for a few weeks. When the two families' combined households they suddenly had doubles of many things, and since Nintendo was really dominating the living room they used a second smaller TV exclusively for games.
Having two TVs was kind of a big deal back then, it was largely unnecessary to have two until the introduction of Nintendo. James use to have an Atari and nobody ever played it, but everybody played Nintendo, even James mom would occasionally play Tetris.
He watched the FBI warning when Mary pranced over to the fire, she was barefoot wearing a scandalously short skirt and a paper thin little tank top.
The cute little outfit clung to her perfect body as she stood in front of the dancing flames warming her hands. It was clear by the way the fabric slinked down her back and barely covered her cute little butt that in typical Mary fashion she wasn't wearing any panties.
In this reality Mary looked pretty much the same, but instead of her normal fun blue hair this version of her had silly pink hair. There were a few other differences between the worlds but Mary's hair is the only difference relevant to our story.
James casually glanced out of the dripping window and watched the heavy snow pile up on the bushes while she crossed the room and laid face down on the warm carpet.
She crawled over to the Nintendo and with her feet dangling in the air she made no attempt to pull down her little dress while she slid the rented cartridge into the slot.
Mary got on all fours and James shamelessly stared at her smooth pussy lips while she slowly pushed the game down until they heard the familiar "squeak" of the little springs, and the "click," of the game being locked in place.
She hit the power button and... Nothing... it was just a flashing screen.
"WHAT! It's broken already?" She looked back with a panicked expression. "But it's brand new!" Mary clearly caught James staring but didn't acknowledge it.
"No, it's not broken; you just have to blow in it, I saw my friend do it when his Rad Racer stopped working."
"Really, that works?" She asked while she slowly crawled closer to Nintendo to investigate the problem, she made no attempt at pulling her skirt down before sexy crawling.
She licked the side of the cartridge and asked in a cutesy voice, "Is this how you do it?"
The young girl was on all fours slowly swaying her hips making sure her step brother had a good view.
"NOOO! Don't lick it!" James yelled. "The cartridge clearly says don't get it wet... just blow don't lick."
"Ohhhh Ok... blow not lick."
Mary kept eye contact and gently blew into the cartridge, "Is this turning you on?" She asked in a super sarcastic way.
"No." James smiled.
"How about now?" She stuck her tongue out and acted like she was going lick the metal pins in the slot of the cartridge.
"NOOOO ...MY SAVE FILES!!" He yelled in all caps and with three exclamation points.
Mary laughed in a cute devilish cackle and popped the game in, she hit the power button, and it worked perfectly.
She slammed the little door closed and asked: "Do Mario games even use save files?"
James hit start and was delighted to find that he could actually choose the character in this game.
"Ooo, pick the princess!" Mary yelled.
James chose Mario and hit start.
"Did you beat the fourth underworld in Zelda yet?" She asked as she lay back down on the soft carpet.
"NO, did you beat it?
"Yup... I'm almost done with five, there's a room where a guy says that the Dig-Dogger doesn't like loud noises, so I'm going to try to use a bomb to kill him."
"What! When did you do that?" He asked in amazement.
"Yesterday... I guess I'm just better at Nintendo then you." She smiled.
"Well I would be farther but you keep distracting me," he said to halfheartedly defend his gaming honor.
"Distracting you!" Mary stood up blocking the screen and took offence to his choice of words, "how am I distracting you?"
James stared past her smooth pussy lips peeking out from under her short skirt and tried to keep Mario in the little gap between her thighs.
He didn't answer; he just concentrated on not getting hit with a vegetable until she moved.
Mario jumped over one enemy only to hit something out of his view and he died. When the game over screen flashed Mary snapped her fingers indicating it was her turn to play.
James stepsister was unbelievably horny and mindlessly shifting her hips while she stood playing the game.
He watched her desperate dripping little pussy lips slide together while she slowly danced in front of the TV.
