Ten minutes and a lot of typing later, Carrie, under Todd’s direction, had managed to program the big hole to find the little one, or, at least, that’s what they hoped she had done.
“Is it ready?” she asked when she finished typing.
Todd carefully examined the code on the screen. “I think so. Yes. Yes, it is. Well, probably. We’ll know for sure in a minute if it works.”
“Not exactly filling me with confidence.”
“It’ll work.”
“If you say so. You’re the genius.”
“Just press enter,” he said. “And, cross your fingers.”
Carrie hesitantly pressed the Enter key and actually did cross her fingers. The program ran, while the two of them looked on anxiously.
***
On the other side of town, Tim and Mark had passed out on the floor in a sweaty, sticky heap. Following Mark’s transformation into a super stud, they had literally fucked each other unconscious. They lay there naked and oblivious to what was happening to the remote, which rested abandoned on a shelf.
Just then, the remote…