Time in Bottle

[Keroin]

Most of you probably don’t know that I own a Time Bottling Machine. Well, it’s not something I advertise but I’ve decided to share it with my Lit friends.

I can bottle any day in your past. 24 consecutive hours maximum. And any time you want, you can open the bottle and travel back to relive that day (in minutes, BTW). The catch is that it must be lived exactly as it happened, no changes whatsoever, and I can only bottle one day per person.

Oh, OK, OK, because I like you guys…

You can have one “regular” day and one “BDSM” themed day. But that’s it.

So, what day, out of all the days of your life, would you like to bottle and relive?

Details are encouraged.

 

[DVS]

Most of you probably don’t know that I own a Time Bottling Machine. Well, it’s not something I advertise but I’ve decided to share it with my Lit friends.

I can bottle any day in your past. 24 consecutive hours maximum. And any time you want, you can open the bottle and travel back to relive that day (in minutes, BTW). The catch is that it must be lived exactly as it happened, no changes whatsoever, and I can only bottle one day per person.

Oh, OK, OK, because I like you guys…

You can have one “regular” day and one “BDSM” themed day. But that’s it.

So, what day, out of all the days of your life, would you like to bottle and relive?

Details are encouraged.

I know you said we have to live it exactly as it happened, but by saying that do you mean it will feel just like that day when we first lived it, without any knowledge of present day? It would be cool to know we're reliving it, knowing what's going to happen.

 

[KoPilot]

I'll get back to you when I've lived a bit more~

 

[DVS]

What demon did you have to have kinky sex with to acquire this unusual ability?






























...and are there any pictures? And can we go back and relive someone else's 24 hours, and be like a fly on the wall? That would be better than pictures.

 

[Keroin]

I know you said we have to live it exactly as it happened, but by saying that do you mean it will feel just like that day when we first lived it, without any knowledge of present day? It would be cool to know we're reliving it, knowing what's going to happen.

You can be totally cognizant of the experience, if you like. Up to you.

Oh and I could tell you how I got the machine but I'd have to kill you.

(There may have been aliens involved).

I'll share my day later but I thought I'd give others the chance first.

 

[Keroin]

...and are there any pictures? And can we go back and relive someone else's 24 hours, and be like a fly on the wall? That would be better than pictures.

No, no and...no.

 

[Keroin]

I'll get back to you when I've lived a bit more~

In the name of Cod, you must have ONE day you'd like to experience again??

 

[DVS]

You can be totally cognizant of the experience, if you like. Up to you.

Oh and I could tell you how I got the machine but I'd have to kill you.

(There may have been aliens involved).

I'll share my day later but I thought I'd give others the chance first.

Don't tell me...I'll bet the aliens were dressed like penguins.

 

[DVS]

Being somewhat old, there are many days I could and would relive again. Some, I'd like to know I'm reliving them, and some I'd rather not know. There were times of great sexual relationships, where I had threesomes and powerful kinky sex. Needless to say, those are some really great memories.

There were times I spent with my best friend, dead now for 16 years. We grew up together, and literally every musical experience I had as a teen and young adult was spent with him. From those early years, I could pick just about any day.

And the few times when I visibly made my parents proud that I'd like to relive again. One day in particular was the ceremony in which I was awarded my eagle scout badge. To this day, whenever I look at that picture, I can feel it.

But, any of my stories from this thread would also be worth living again. Memories are things you treasure, once you get to a certain age.

 

[chy_girl]

I don't have an entire 24 hour day that I would want to bottle. Can I have 24 moments instead?

 

[Keroin]

I don't have an entire 24 hour day that I would want to bottle. Can I have 24 moments instead?

Nope. One day. Now, this doesn't mean the memory has to be 24 hours long. It could be one fantastic hour within that day but 24 consecutive hours is the max. So, one great moment will suffice.

This isn't easy. I know. But it does make you think back on all the good times in your life and figure out which ones were the most meaningful.

 

[Primalex]

Funny...or sad, whatever point of view you prefer:

I can't think of anything.

I think I have two kind of experiences:
1) When something good happened, there was also something bad.

2) When nothing bad happened, it was so exhausting that I really don't feel like getting through this again - this includes my wedding day

 

[chy_girl]

Nope. One day. Now, this doesn't mean the memory has to be 24 hours long. It could be one fantastic hour within that day but 24 consecutive hours is the max. So, one great moment will suffice.

This isn't easy. I know. But it does make you think back on all the good times in your life and figure out which ones were the most meaningful.

The problem for me is that I'm too much of a realist. For every even there is an odd. For every joy there is a sadness. For every gain there is a loss. For every justice that is an injustice. For every creation there is a destruction. For every beginning there is an end. That is simply the balance of life.

It's hard to think back to the happiest moments because for each of those I see the opposite - the balance. Especially today.

Maybe my pink cloud will come back tomorrow or the next day.

 

[Miki647]

July 30,1992, the day my son was born. Even with the eight hours of labor, it was my best day ever!

 

[Keroin]

July 30,1992, the day my son was born. Even with the eight hours of labor, it was my best day ever!

Yay! A straightforward answer!

LOL.

10 bonus points and gallon of maple syrup for you Miki.

 

[KoPilot]

In the name of Cod, you must have ONE day you'd like to experience again??

Yeah, but if I only get one, then I'd like more days to chose from.

But if you're going to pull my leg about it, then I'd like to relive my 8th grade Halloween.

 

[Keroin]

Very well, I shall share mine and maybe that will spark some ideas(?). Although I agree that no one day is ever perfect, that good comes with bad, that even the best days can be exhausting, I do believe some moments are worth reliving. For me, (surprisingly enough, for Ms. Bah Humbug herself), it was the Xmas I was 18.

Xmas at my house was always predictable. Stockings, presents, big greasy breakfast, clean up and wait for relatives to arrive, more presents, dinner, men downstairs to drink booze and nap, women upstairs to drink tea and chit chat. About every other year there would be some family drama, usually when Aunty B got drunk, but nothing world shattering. As a small kid it was all fun but the older I got the more I dreaded the "sameness" and blandness of it all.

But on my 18th Xmas, for some reason, it all went differently. Someone bought someone a game of Pictionary and we decided to split into four teams and play. (And Mom and Dad decided to let me indulge in some wine). The game was, in a word, hilarious. I saw a different side of my family - a playful, happy, hilarious side.

The game alone is not the only reason I choose this day. That was the last year we spent in the home I had known for all of my life. Shortly after, my dad would find himself locked out of the steel mill he'd worked at for 35 years and nothing would be the same again.

It was also the last time several of my family members were together and alive. Gram, Nana, Great Aunty N, Aunty B, my Mom, my cousin's husband S - almost half of the people there that evening are gone now.

Of all the days of my life, that Xmas is not the most exciting or intense or life changing, but it is the one I would love to return to, if only to see those faces again, smiling and united in joy.

 

[Keroin]

Yeah, but if I only get one, then I'd like more days to chose from.

But if you're going to pull my leg about it, then I'd like to relive my 8th grade Halloween.

Details!

 

[KoPilot]

Details!

Uhm uhm!

Well, we got kicked out of the house after trick or treating for no reason, so we spent much of the night going from friend's house to friend's house looking for a place to sleep. We ended up sneaking into a friend's backyard to say in the pool house with his older sister and her friends, who were watching scary movies until the wee hours of the morning. Slept on the floor with a belly full of candy.

There was also pagan stuff involved (it was my first proper Wiccan Samhain), so the night took on a much more mysterious atmosphere than it ever had before or since.

Anyways, we woke up the next morning feeling like shit. Had ramen for breakfast, and spent the afternoon making up games to play on the trampoline they had.

 

[ecstaticsub]

July 30,1992, the day my son was born. Even with the eight hours of labor, it was my best day ever!

This is what I was thinking, too. I would want to relive the days each of my children were born. I'll trade in my best BDSM day so I could have both days.

There is nothing that could ever compare to the emotions running through me and the physical sensations of child birth. I want them again, pain and all.

 

[Stella_Omega]

Sometime in 1974, perhaps, when the notion that i was going to be an outsider my whole life seemed... exciting.

I'll think about it...

 

[graceanne]

I tend to hold special memories in reserve, sort of as a pick me up for when I'm down, and I can't think of anything I'd want to share here.

I know, chatterbox that I am, that the fact that I'm private surprises people, but it would make me uncomfortable to share things as special as my special moments with the public at large. Like it'd make them less special.

 

[YourCaptor]

I love the irony in Christmas being your fav.

I can't really pinpoint one, I can think of many events though. I'd say though, when I was about 4/5. I was never able to do much as a kind, after walking a block I was panting like I'd done a marathon. Anyway, I was in kindergarten being bullied along with lots of other kids, mostly girls, all the weak kids. They had us trapped in a toy hut behind the main building, I got out and just ran for the supervising adult to get help. That was the first time I was able to run successfully. It surprised me. I was full on expecting to get tackled down but when I glanced back that fucker was dropping back, and I manged to dodge and jump over two of his cronies. That was a pretty good day.

As for BDSM I'll wait on that one, sex has yet to be as fulfilling as I would like it to be.

 

[Ravenwind]

One of the last times my dad and I went to the Exploratorium in San Francisco... soft pretzels, New York Seltzer Water, all the neat things in the museum nearby...

I miss being a kid, when my whole life revolved around learning every single thing my brain could absorb.

 

[Cattypuss]

6th August 1989, in Biarritz.

That was the day my first real love first kissed me.

I had had other boyfriends before - indeed I had been engaged to someone - but I had never truly loved a man before. And I was already in love with him long before he kinda noticed me as a woman (rather than just as a good friend), and kissed me.

I remember every millisecond of that kiss. And I remember exactly where I was sitting (on the Rocher de la Vierge, but EXACTLY where on the Rocher I was sitting!), I remember the shirt he was wearing, I remember the precise moment as he walked towards me and reached out his hand that I knew he was going to kiss me...

Yup. A trip back to that day would be nice to have in the "emergency feel-good" box.

As to the favourite BDSM day, that would have to be the one I recorded in this story -

http://www.literotica.com/stories/showstory.php?id=393588