B J Jones the Story of My LifeChapter 288
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Time to time travel Yuri back into time.
The woman and three girls gasped as Yuri started phasing in for a part of every second. She held my hand as we walked into the center of the chamber. In the middle, they had a padded table with these monstrously thick cables coming out of the floor.
A tech came into the room with a heavy cart. From behind me, the tech checked to see how things from the cart fit against my back, butt, and legs. Once the technician had what was needed, the items went on the table to connect them to the cables. He then sent the four women from the room. A push of a button locked the chamber down. Only he and Yuri were able to know what happened in this chamber until he unlocked it again.
“Hey, sweetheart. It is still going to be loose on you, but no one is here to make a fashion statement. You must wear this and only this. No undies, ok. Don’t worry about it disintegrating, no matter how long it takes you to get it into your place in slowed time, Yuri. Nice name. I like it,” he said, facing her. Yuri was fading in and out. His words were coming up on a screen behind him, in Kanji, Japanese, and English, as he spoke. “I made this from fire-resistant, not sure flame resistant, metal filaments covered in a unique mixture of polyester, food carton Styrofoam, and polycarbonate fibers. For additional stability and protection, we wove into each thread six strands of spider silk, eight Kevlar, and three different compositions of highly-conductive carbon nanotube thread. The resulting yarns have the diameter between sewing and quilting threads. David can discharge all his stored energy toward you without causing you any damage, but the suit isn’t to protect you from him. This design protects everyone else from you, Yuri. I wasn’t born at the time, but from the research and films I watched, you aren’t the first who have experienced this sort of time shift as a result of exposure to a statistically impossible combination of multiple forms of nuclear, gamma, and alpha radiation. The high levels my predecessors theorized as being like the energy needed to propel a spacecraft past the speed of light.
The government blamed the Three-mile island’s reactor number two’s meltdown on human error and a pump not sending water to cool the reactor. That was the official story. The real one is that a Japanese family of four went to a place like Yuri as a result of the bombs detonated over Hiroshima and Nagasaki. Their family was at an epicenter of where these multiple forms of radiation crashed together. It took them from then until that day in nineteen hundred seventy-nine to find that reactor two had the exact conditions needed to give the required power and energy types to pull them back into our time. They did it too. Scientists found them inside the reactor. Upon making it back into regular speed time, they had no way to control what they had done. Their bodies released the massive amounts of energy required to bring them back to our time. It overloaded the cooling abilities of the reactor and caused a partial meltdown. Somehow, they managed to keep enough residual energy to survive in the reactor core until found. They only lived a few months outside the reactor. Much like the aliens from War of the Worlds, these four had no immunities to the diseases that had evolved and mutated over thirty plus years. I’m sorry. Yuri, but you are going to feel like a pin cushion before you leave this chamber. I promise that it is all to keep you safe and healthy.
Let us get this started.”
Yuki managed to get herself stable in normal-speed time for ten continuous seconds at a time before she was so exhausted I didn’t see her for a few minutes. She blushed the entire time the technician was putting on each piece of her special grounding suit.
I wonder if he accounted for copious amounts of fluids pooling in the crotch of the suit.
When she was back, she kissed the Tech like you would expect from a little seven-year-old girl, before saying she wanted to hurry to get back in our time. She had been lonely for so long. Plus, each ten-second long period in our time was making her hungry, thirsty, and very warm between her legs.
I laid down on the table for the technician to ensure I had the grounding plates touching as much of my body as possible. When Yuri popped in for a few seconds, the Tech blushed and then got a bit pissed off. I didn’t know why until Yuri materialized, sitting up with her knees on the outside of my thighs. She had somehow modified the grounding suit to have the entire crotch removed as well as around her breasts. The pants now looked more like chaps. I saw the look on the Tech’s face as Yuri started pulling me back into her out of time place instead of coming into our time.
“He can go be mad and yell all he wants,” Yuri told me as I felt her wet heat on my dick where she had pulled it up between us. “Remember when I said it took me so long to make myself feel good by touching between my legs? Well, after we said goodbye on the plane, I found that getting energy from you was doing more than just letting me pop into your time to borrow books and other things. I read a lot and found that I could bring over film movies I could watch using some lenses from old glasses and sunlight coming in through windows. I tried to get one of the plastic boxes that had small televisions inside them, but they didn’t work here. They worked fine when I put them back. But that isn’t why I got you here with me right now. When I think of you, I get warm and wet between my legs, like when you were rubbing my butt. It only lasted a short time here the other times. The better I got at pulling energy from you, the longer it lasted. It got so bad that I couldn’t keep myself from touching down there as I imagined you were here naked with me again. I know it was very wrong. Very wrong. I should go to jail.”
She pushed her face into my chest and started to cry hard before falling asleep for hours.
When she awoke, she said, “My body came alive with the physical needs of a woman. I found boys trying to make themselves feel good and used their penises to find my one release. The only release from my guilt is that the time it took me was often enough to get them to the point of getting their pleasure. I believe my reading referred to that as a wet dream for those whose penis pleasured me as they slept. I shan’t lie by saying it wasn’t enjoyable, but I did have a purpose. Whenever my body touches yours, the need for our bodies to join becomes unbearable. It is also another of the reasons why I didn’t remain in your time on the airplane. I wasn’t ready in mind or body. Now I feel ready to do right by you. In some ways, I still feel like I am seven, while in others, I feel that I’m a woman. This is one of those times where I now feel like a woman. Before we go back, can we join and enjoy the intimate time together before we return? I doubt that once I transition away from this here that it will be forever. I fear we shall never be able to do sex again.”
She may be right about not hooking up again. I suspect she is going to be a form of a science experiment. I bet they want to see if they can be able to go in and out of time as she can do now. How many secrets, treasures, and other things can they get to by entering back into our time long enough to get what they need and go back out of time again?
She wasn’t expecting me to answer or refuse, given that she was doing all she could to get me hard. Once I arose to the occasion, she began the process of working me inside her. When her nether lips kissed around the base of my shaft, I felt a shift in the energy around us. To me, it was taking a long time to start building me up to orgasm. As I continued to feel changes in the power around us, I began to notice we were coming back into regular-speed time right as she began to climax. We stayed until her orgasm finished. The technician remained beside the padded table, watching her climax for a few seconds before we disappeared again.
No idea if it only took us a few minutes, in real-time, to work me to my climax or not, but the place in my head tapped into her entire body. I watched how she used power from me to neutralize the various radiation energies in her body briefly. It took a lot to get her to slip back into regular time as well as draining her good energy down. We took maybe weeks in her slowed time to get me to where I would cum. When I came, the place in my head showed me that when whatever happened to her happened, it changed her body energies all the way down to her DNA.
Soon I had it figured out.
Each time she came into the normal-speed time, she neutralized the energies so she could enter. Immediately her cells began regenerating the energy that pulled her back into her slowed time, and that made her sleep. Her orgasms caused massive amounts of energy build inside me that flowed into her to counteract her changed energy for the duration of her climax. Not stopping to rest, her body couldn’t hold her back in her slowed time when she got off the next time. That didn’t show me the entire solution, though.
Once I kept feeding her energy to make her orgasm go for five seconds of regular time. There the place in my head zeroed in on a few thousand cells that had the normal-speed time energy, not those of her modified DNA. When I let her stop getting off, her body killed off those cells or changed them to be like the ones that kept her here.
Bingo
I watched it repeatedly happen as she worked me up to getting mine. When I went over the edge, I linked our bodies together. Both our climaxes continued unabated. I saw the cells her body created and the normal DNA inside them. Doing the opposite of what her body did, when it pulled her back into the slowed time place, I changed the type of energy in the cell to be the correct one for regular-speed time. I pulled out the other power, pushed it into one ground cable, and pulled in the needed energy from the other three.
When I neared completion, I waved to the Tech. I had him lift her to a sitting position, mimed drinking, and then an IV. He got the idea quickly.
As I suspected, with her still climaxing, she could not drink. So, for the Tech could get in IV in her arm, he had to take off her grounding shirt. Yuri reached for his hands to push them onto her breast as she reached for his pants. Once she made him cum, surprisingly, in a few seconds, she somehow sat perfectly still while he got an IV line into each arm.
I found where her the IVs were putting fluids into her body. I pulled the IV fluids down through the IV tubes to get it in her body as quickly as possible. I put shield bubbles around half a trillion cells that still had the energy that kept her in the slowed time place. All those went into her kidneys and down into her bladder. I had her bladder as full as it could get by the time all the remaining unwanted energy cells were inside shield bubbles in her bladder.
I kept her climaxing but allowed mine to stop.
“Get something sterile big enough to hold her whole bladder full of urine. I half a trillion cells with DNA that is causing them to create some form of energy that kept her in the slowed time place. These are all that remain in her body. Once I get it out of her body in her urine, she shouldn’t ever be able to get back to that place. I know you need something to analyze. Once you have them sealed tightly, I will remove the energy bubbles form some of them to see if they vanish. I don’t think they can without being in her body anymore,” I told the Tech.
He came back with a large glass flask with a rounded top he mimed for me to push tightly against her pee hole.
I let Yuri’s orgasm end too. She didn’t vanish but was soon off my dick doing the pee-pee dance. I helped her get where the Tech had the top of the flask with her pee hole centered in it. Only when he said he was ready did I allow her to pee.
She had a big bladder. Is the last time she peed before this happened when she was seven?
I made sure I pulled the remainder of both IV bags through her blood to her kidneys and out her bladder. After standing her up, I pulled off her grounding pants too. She didn’t need them. The Tech had brought over one of the super-soft blankets with sleeves and a hood. I clamped off the IV lines and disconnected them from the not quite empty bags. I wrapped Yuri up in it and then held her as she immediately went to sleep.
“Let me know when you are ready,” I told the Tech.
He split her urine into four equally sized vials. He weighed each on a precision scale and noted on the bottle the current weight above the vial’s empty weight. He had one bottle ready to test and told me to undo whatever I did to the cells in her urine. The mass changed a hundredth of a gram, but that had to be something else that causing the change. None of the cells disappeared, but a few million had died. Same for the second vial. We risked it to do that for all cells in the next container. There was a long delay, and then about ten percent of the cells did vanish.
“All of them were stem cells. Those that remain are still showing the energy from her other place in slowed time but appear to be stable. You will want to freeze them soon, though. Some already died off,” I told him.
On the side closest to us, he rushed over to put them into a panel in the wall that I saw went into a sub-zero flash freezer.
He brought back a reclining wheelchair. We worked together to get Yuri strapped into it securely. He hooked her IV up to what he explained was straight sports drink less the sugar and corn syrup. He gave her a shot of a sedative to keep her asleep and then also put in a feeding tube.
“One of the terms I had for her to get our help was I needed to get a blood sample. It took a few hours to get it set up, but I managed to get a port in her arm finally. Over two days, we collected seven vials of her blood. We couldn’t detect any reasons for her being between worlds or places in time. What did show up was that somehow her condition gave her body the needed cellular energy without requiring any sustenance or liquids. To be sure, Yuri did bring with her what she took to get blood right before coming here to our time for a few seconds. Comparing those to the ones I took, our doctors found with her in normal time, her body quickly consumed what little resources that remained from food and water. They created this cocktail and what I will be pushing directly into her stomach via a feeding tube down her throat,” he told me. “Remember that cartoons where people dropped water on a pill, and it turned into a whole meal or the meal pills in the Gene Wilder film with golden tickets? We don’t exactly have that sort of thing, but it is close. We freeze-dried the densest sources of nutrition from fruits, nuts, vegetables, meats, and other protein sources. After freeze-drying, under high pressure, we pulverized what remained. The powder was mixed with heavily concentrated fish oils and dehydrated milk to make a slurry. For the next seven days, she will remain sedated as we continue to push the nutrition-rich slurry. We shall closely monitor her stool, urine, and blood for indicators of her body recovering. The goal is to introduce fats into her diet. Within a month, the pediatricians, endocrinologists, and nutritionists expect her to gain a minimum of fifteen pounds. Her approximate age and sexual development give the impression that she should have already begun menstruating. Before they allow her a chance to integrate with the others her age, she will have finish two menstrual cycles.”
I smiled as I lifted the blanket expose her full aroused vagina, as she had cooled down when she was in my arms, pointed to his dick, and said, “Or you get her pregnant. She made you cum in seconds, man. How many times did she pull you to her world while waiting on me to finally arrive? I’ve been in enough hospitals to know that you can’t get a vial of blood in one or two seconds. The only way you managed to do that is if you were there ready to loosen the clamp right as you came back into this time and close it before you two slipped back. I know that I won’t be around her anymore unless something happens where I am the only one who can help. Sex with me was physical for her. It was a means for me to fix her to allow her back in this time permanently again. I saw the love in her eyes when she looked at your jealousy when you saw her modifications to her grounding suit that had available to have sex with me, and not you. I get it, man. We both know she isn’t leaving here for years, and they haven’t let you leave since they helped you get away from whatever government lab who took an interest in you for more than your training.”
He doesn’t hide his being caught with his dick in Yuri well at all.
“Look. I’m not one to tell anyone, ok. Please help Yuri grow up. Trapped for around thirty-thousand years, as her body aged against our time, doesn’t mean she isn’t still a seven-year-old in a lot of ways. Take great care of her and your children. Learn what took her there and how to use it. One day you two and your children may need to go there to escape bad things that can befall people like us with special talents,” I told him before kissing Yuri on the head and leaving.
No, I don’t know how she got that way. I don’t know how she tapped into me to get energy. What did I do to get her to be able to stay regular-speed time? Was there an energy release they didn’t detect?
I explained what I could to the people interrogating me. She pulled herself out of that place my tapping into me to give her what she needed to free herself. What I did tell them was that I would know if they tried to hurt her in any way to find out what happened to her. She already had a strong bond with the technician, which they already knew, but tried to hide for me, so he was their best chance at being able to help her.
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TIMELESS BEAUTY BY PAUL G. JUTRAS Sam walked in the dorm house, looked at the lock and then in the dorm mistress's room. The plus size woman was dress in a black blouse and flats, black with white palm tree design jacket and skirt with dark brown nylons. She new there was only a half hour before she made her rounds and called lights out. Upstairs, roommates Chris and Alex waited on their beds. Like their friend Sam, both guys were petite and lovely looking. Being transsexuals who...
The door was open. I had no reason to have it closed. We were all in this together. So I was sitting in the large chair as my nurse prepared to access my port to begin the first liter of Cisplatin. The cancer center had been busy today and I glanced out the doorway as several people passed by. Then I noticed a woman pausing as one of the nurses escorted her somewhere.It was Katherine. I recognized her at once even though it had been so many years ago. Then I heard her laugh as her companion...
College SexI was strolling through Gastown on a Saturday afternoon, seeking shops that might have treasures to add to my rather bizarre antique collection. I love anything old, the more unusual and odder the better. I have a particular passion for anything of a sexual nature i.e. well endowed fertility god sculptures, vagina figurines, pre 1960 vibrators, Victorian porn photos, copulating couples etc. My prize possession, one that I am sure has brought me much good luck over the years - a miniature bronze...
HumorYour name is Edward Richardson. You're 20 and you've been fascinated by history ever since you're 11. You're also good at making inventions as well. As you're growing up, you usually found that at various points in history of each country, things always turned ugly at many points. And you wanted to change that. You decided to use your intelligence you create the device called the T.O.S, abbreviated for Timeline Opener and Stopper, that can make you travel back in time and alter the histories...
Mind Control288 Family pain and joy 1“Ok,, YES I`VE BEEN CHEATING ON YOU!” Those few words cut deep into his psyche, and he stood mouth agape as stunned as if she had hit him. He staggered back groping for his chair, collapsing into its waiting arms. Stunned, his mouth silently gaping, his eyes said it all. her eyes softened, and she took his hand, her eyes tearful as she began haltingly to explain herself. “I still and always will love you, you are my husband and for me that will never change, it was...
What was your most incredible night or day of sex? What made it so fantastic? This is mine, four years ago. When I bought my duplex in the suburbs of Minneapolis, it meant I was here to stay for a while and I was really happy about it. A young married couple in their early twenties was renting the other part of the duplex. I had just turned thirty-two and I already felt like I was a generation ahead of them. I had a small party to get to know the neighbors and twenty or so people...
Yesterday i had an incredible experience with my new friend Mr. K.We had been talking through email for a few days, and i really was getting excited to meet him since we talked a lot about naughty things... He came to my home straight after work, and asked me if he could take a shower first.I agreed and told him i could use the time to dress myself up for him.I felt extremely horny and decided to wear my short purple skirt, "open" pantyhose with a nice black thong. I also wore a white shirt...
This is an incident which took place between me and one of my students Anasua. I am 30 years of age, good looking and handsome. She came to me for private tuition on computer science as she was a student of B.Tech in computer science. She was bit bulky, with very well shaped breast and very attractive set of lips at first I started teaching her in batch, but after some days there was a problem with timing. She was from another college and the rest of the student was from a nearby collage. So I...
‘I was a Wartime Transvestite for Uncle Sam! TJ Ryder Chapter 1 Reform School Romance! I couldn’t believe that all I got from my uncle Bill when he died after all he said to me about my being his favorite grand nephew was an old diary from World War II. I mean I thought we got along pretty darn good, and its not like he had any money or anything, just another old geezer in an assisted care center who if he ever had...
The funeral was a gloomy affair as funerals go. I am somewhat irreverent and remember clearly my twin brother and I giggling all through my Uncle’s funeral because his widow had the price ticket still dangling from the back of her hat. John and I shared a sense of mischief and humour. At our Grandfather’s funeral, we’d been unable to look at each other during the hymn ‘Praise my soul the king of heaven,’ because John had written an alternative verse that was utterly filthy and we both knew what...
LesbianA few years ago, my wife was having a midlife crisis while I was away serving in Iraq. She was both lonely and horny. She had been without me for nearly 8 months and I still had four more months to go on my tour of duty. Char is an attractive 40 year old woman, 5'8" tall with blonde hair and green eyes. She keeps herself in great shape and still has a body to prove it, 36-30-36. Our sex life is absolutely wonderful when I am there, and I would not change a thing. She is a Hottie and we are...
'I was a Wartime Transvestite for Uncle Sam! TJ Ryder Chapter 1 Reform School Romance! I couldn't believe that all I got from my uncle Bill when he died after all he said to me about my being hisfavorite grand nephew was an old diary from World War II. I mean I thought we got along pretty darn good, and its not like he had any money or anything, just another oldgeezer in an assisted care center who if he ever had anythinghad...
CrossdressingSummertime Fun After my divorce I got my daughter every other weekend and for the entire summer. Now that she was fourteen and developing quite nicely I was enjoying her even more. I also indulged her desire for sexy revealing clothing, since her mother wouldn’t. Holly was pleased that I had purchased a summer home alone the beach. We used to go to the ocean when we were still a family. Another thing that I did to piss my wife off after the divorce. It was a very nice place and I...
Summertime: Chapter 1 By Tommie Summertime, and the living was easy. I had just graduated college and I was home for the summer. My parents were on vacation and I had the house to myself. I had settled into a relaxed routine. Up late, lazy breakfast, a little bit of work on the computer to keep my hand in for the programmer's job I was starting in the fall. Then, as often as not, a lazy afternoon reading in the back yard before soccer training in the evening. Soccer had paid my...
Like Billy Pilgrim, John and Amy have become unstuck in time. Unlike Billy Pilgrim, theirs is a fate more akin to eternal recurrence. Fate, for sure, had intended more for them. The timeline was diverted and the two were paying the price: Amy for her stubborn obstinance; John for his arrogance. For her stubborn behavior, Amy was dealt a hand similar to that of Sisyphus. She was placed upon life's treadmill: forever struggling to make ends meet; forever struggling to find her way...
When did the first, unfortunate fork in the timeline take place? Each attempt to divert the timeline back onto its true, fateful path has resulted in failure. Time is growing short, and an altered fate nearer. Each manipulation has resulted in this fate's end time grower slightly nearer or farther, but no significant change has occurred. Given that recursion is the problem, perhaps it is also the solution. Perhaps. The two share a weakness -- each knows on some level what needs to...
Is that such a bad thing? Would these elite kids keep caring about their partner being ready to fuck and ensuring both get to cum at least once? Faith worked it out with April. In exchange for letting April put herself into a sugar coma, Faith could babysit her. Ellen wanted to go to the kid’s dinner and dance. Dee and Tee were going too. On the other hand, I went to the dinner and dance for sixteen to twenty-one-year-olds. Both dances were like the ones I remembered from previous years. As...
Facetime Accident With Mother In LawIt was the usual time me and my girlfriend would facetiming but I felt a little risky this time so I was already naked. I gave her number a ring and had the camera straight at my junk trying to throw a little surprise there for her. I was swaying it back and forth and I still didn't get a reply. All I heard was.. “Uhm... Hello...” Next thing I noticed it was my girlfriends mom. I said oh shit and struggled trying to hang up while she said “No no... don't hang...
TIMELESS BEAUTY 2 BY PAUL G. JUTRAS Alex walked from the shower trying to dry his long shoulder length hair. In only a bath robe, he entered his college dorm room and turned on the television. The channel 5 weather man was giving a major warning for its forecast. As a transsexual he was happy to of gotten a single room. "This just in," said the weatherman. "This looks like it will be the worst hurricane season for Florida since the 1960s. The major threats are the hurricanes that...
Sentiments of a Submissive By:? Miss Georgia Peach As told to:? JEP Introduction:? Miss Peach is the most unique submissive I have ever encountered.? In addition to being incredibly beautiful, she has the mind of a true intellect.? She has a unique ability to put words together to create a vivid word picture that is truly a work of eroticism.? The following are her words to express her sentiments and a few of her experiences.???????????????? JEP I do love the concept of being pierced...
I smile as I step out of the car, my boots crunching against the gravel beneath my feet. It’s one of those perfect spring days – the sun shining brightly through the crisp, cool air, a bit of breeze carrying that intoxicating earthy, damp smell of the season. My smile broadens as I remember that quote from Miss Congeniality: the “perfect date” was April 25th, because “it’s not too hot, not too cold, all you need is a light jacket.” I guess I am a cliché, but I can’t help it. I love Spring. New...
MasturbationWhen we first met it was entirely by accident. Even now I remember it clearly, although almost four decades have passed by since then. It was one of those lovely bright sunny days that are so typical of Paris in the springtime.I was strolling along the Boulevard Haussmann, just outside the Magasin au Printemps where the pretty girls were selling their bunches of lily of the valley as they traditionally used to do on the first day of May. I wasn't looking where I was going, daydreaming as...
Love StoriesChapter 5: Encounters On The Open Road Looking back now afterward I still cannot make sense out of what happened that day at the motel at LeGrande, Oregon. They had picked up our trail somehow, although I think it must have been a matter of pure chance. I have reviewed it now a thousand times and cannot see where we left a trail to open ourselves to their tracing. Nevertheless, we had an encounter on a Tuesday morning after a pleasant stay in LeGrande and breakfast at the restaurant across the...
I remember vividly, one Saturday last year. It started out as a regular, routine springtime Saturday, filled with plans of getting the trimming done up and then mowing the yard. The sky was a deep, rich shade of blue and not a cloud to be seen. A few short weeks from now, a day like this would turn into a scorcher, but today, being early in the summer, it held the promise of being almost perfect weather for me to get everything done. There was a full case of beer waiting for me in the...