Time Travel (Closed Thread)

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Romona Johns was a 23 year old graduate student at a prestigious university. She didn't have to meet a whole lot of people as most her time was spent researching her history research.

Romona was a beautuful young white woman of European descent. She has long chestnut brown hair that reaches past her shoulders. She has an average size build, stand 5'8" tall, weighs 120 lbs. Her breasts are ample but not excessively large. She embarrassed of her large nipples and likes to wear baggy clothing to hide her luscious body.

It was late, almost closing time for the library and Romona was busily researching a project on the French Revolution....:devil:
 
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when something beyond her understanding happens.

The area around the little desk in the back of the stacks seems to shimmer. Little glowing specks appear from no where and begin to swirl around and around, faster and faster.

The muted hum of voices vanishes and she's sitting in a silent glowing, shimmering, cacoon of whirling golden glowing specks. The whirling becomes faster and faster, the feelings like being inside of a silent glowing gold dust filled toronado.

Then gradually everything begins to slow down, the golden flecks begin to disappear and through them she can see what seems to be metal walls. The wall she's facing has a window in it and on the other side of the window is a man.

He standing looking in at her with a very large smile on his face and that's all he's wearing, that big smile. As the window is shaped like a vertical rectangle she can see him from the knees up and is shocked to say the least by his state of undress as well as the very large, rampant erect penis pointing into the room she's in, seemingly right at her.

When the final specs have disappeared his mouth move and a speaker, apparently, says, "Well hello Romona John, welcome to the future, welcome to my laboratory and welcome to either your greatest adventure or your worst nightmare depening on how you look at it."
 
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Romona looked up from her reading, and moved her glasses up as she rubbed her eyes. There was shimmering of light nearby and momentarily she wondered if the power was about to go out.

She felt as if she was ill or passing out as whirling glowing specks of gold seemed to shower around her in a great current. Closing her eyes to fight off the sensations and to test her senses she opens then to see metal walls before her, and a window with a man looking at her.

Was there an earthquake or something? Am I dead...? Romana questioned herself.

Slowly Romona rubs her eyes for it looks like the man is nude as he stands in the window.

What is he doing? she wonders to herself.
Is he dead too?

Adjusting her glasses she now had a better appreciation that the man's penis is erect and she assumed he's been a naughty boy and playing with himself.

Oh my.. Oh my... I think I should call the police... If I'm not dead she tells herself.

Then the man speaks to her...:

"Well hello Romona John, welcome to the future, welcome to my laboratory and welcome to either your greatest adventure or your worst nightmare depending on how you look at it."

"Look mister... I don't know what type of joke this is but I have papers to write for the end of the week and I have to finish my research" Romona tells the stranger in a very direct fashion.

"Has there been an accident or something? You seem to be naked...... and there was this weird swirling goldish light? Maybe we call emergency services or something?" suggested Romona.

"If your naked when they come... they'll arrest you" Romona told him very frankly. As a female grad student she knew her rights.:rose:
 
The man:

"Sit and be quiet. Just listen Romona. It's not only in your best interersts but also is in your nature to be a bit shy, retiring, submissive and studious.
"I know that and much more about you Romona. For instance I know that last night you played with yourself in the shower until you moaned out your orgasm and later in bed, after studying, you used your favorite red dildo to fuck yourself to another orgams and slept with it in your cunt all night long then woke and fucked yourself with it again as you pinched and twisted your nipples.
"I know you carry a 3.9 gpa in grad school and have just gotten a 4.0 on your last paper which Professor Smith hasn't returned to you yet.
"I know you've had one lesbian experience and screamed into her pussy when you orgasmed with a vibrator in your ass and her tounge in your cunt.
"So you see Romona there's absolutely nothing that I don't know or can't find out about you.


A pause as he takes a drink then he continues, "My name is Jeff Winslow. You are now in the 22nd second century, to be exact the year 2269, and I have just perfected a time travel machine and only I know it. There are advantages in being one of the wealthest men on the planet Romona and my own research lab is one of them.
"I've been watching you, obviously, and chose you for the first person to travel in time because of your tenacity, looks, and field of study, history.
"Now I know you must have a lot of questions to ask me so if you'll stand and undress for me I'll let you ask them.
"I suggest that you do as I tell you, when I tell you so you're spared discomfort and unpleasentness. So undress for me and you may ask me your questions."
 
Disbelief

Romoma listened but wasn't moved. His story was too incredible.

"You're a lunatic. I'm calling campus security. Just let me by and I'll use the phone" Romona told him very bluntly.

"Stalking is a crime mister. You are a sick bastard to me stalking me. But now I know and I'm not accepting it. You need mental help... Maybe you should check yourself in somewhere."

"As for undressing for you... not in a thousand years..... You creep!" Romona yelled at him.

His story about time travel was too incredible.

Why would he pick me?
:rose:
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Stalking? What's that... oh you mean following you don't you?
"Well in a sense yes I was as I was watching you in the monitor on the Time Transference Machine, but I'm far from a lunatic.
"Since you've come forward in time over a hundred years that should be enough Romona.
"Now undress or I'll convince you that it would be a good idea to obey me.
"You see now we don't have to touch to inflict pain we have other methods that do it and don't leave a mark on you.
"I'll give you a small and painfully graphic example to convince you and perhaps also convince you that you are indeed in the future as this technology won't be available in your century for 50 years after you left it."

He pics up a small gun metal grey box, points it at your left breast and very obviously, by the way he does it, presses a button and it feels as if hundreds of red hot needles have pierced your breast and nipple all at one time.

Before you can even react his hand lifts and the pain stops but the effect is still there and still felt for several moments longer.
 
Confused Romona

Romona listened to the stranger as he told her:

"Stalking? What's that... oh you mean following you don't you?
Well in a sense yes I was as I was watching you in the monitor on the Time Transference Machine, but I'm far from a lunatic.
Since you've come forward in time over a hundred years that should be enough Romona. Now undress or I'll convince you that it would be a good idea to obey me. You see now we don't have to touch to inflict pain we have other methods that do it and don't leave a mark on you. I'll give you a small and painfully graphic example to convince you and perhaps also convince you that you are indeed in the future as this technology won't be available in your century for 50 years after you left it."

"Mister... You're crazy. I just want to be left alone" Romona started to explain.

"Please don't ..."Romona started to explain as she saw him picking up some sort of gun and pointing it at her.

Romona had been expecting a loud bang but instead it was voice screaming in intense pain as some sort of invisible wracked her with intense pain across her left breast.

She dropped to the ground. The pain lingered on for several seconds. Rolling on the ground she couldn't take the pain.

"I don't understand..." Romona told her from the ground.

"Why... why... why me... why here... why are you watching me?" Romona replied in anger.

"Even if you could travel in time... Why do I need to undress? Why would you want me to go with you?" Romona pleaded.

:kiss:
 
Jeff Winslow:

"I'm sorry that lesson was necessary but I hope it served it's purpose Romona.
"I'll explain the why's, etc when you've obeyed me and undressed as I asked.
"As for why I wish you to be nude, actually it's a three fold reason. Primarily because I think you look so sexy and sensual nude, to be perfectly frank with you, so that's how you'll be. However, the second reason is equally that your culture is so inately violent and concealed weapons of all types are so common that I want to be sure you have none before opening the chamber door.
"If you're nude then I'll be sure and finally when you leave the chamber you'll be scanned for any diseases and if any are detected they'll be cured by our technology. Something not possible in your time, but it is here. We've eradicated all of the diseases common in your era and now have the technology to do it by bombarding you with various wavelenghts of light and sound rays. Clothing hinders that process.
"So you see, there's even a potential self serving reason for you to undress Romona.
"Now get up and remove all of your clothes and any jewlery that you may have on too. You have to be fully nude for me before you can come out of there."
 
Romona didn't believe him one little bit as he told her:

"I'm sorry that lesson was necessary but I hope it served it's purpose Romona. I'll explain the why's, etc when you've obeyed me and undressed as I asked. As for why I wish you to be nude, actually it's a three fold reason. Primarily because I think you look so sexy and sensual nude, to be perfectly frank with you, so that's how you'll be. However, the second reason is equally that your culture is so inately violent and concealed weapons of all types are so common that I want to be sure you have none before opening the chamber door. If you're nude then I'll be sure and finally when you leave the chamber you'll be scanned for any diseases and if any are detected they'll be cured by our technology. Something not possible in your time, but it is here. We've eradicated all of the diseases common in your era and now have the technology to do it by bombarding you with various wavelenghts of light and sound rays. Clothing hinders that process. So you see, there's even a potential self serving reason for you to undress Romona."

It sounded too unbelievable to her.

Oh all the macho male pickup lines.... The bastard is trying to fuck me and must think I'm a complete idiot.

"Look mister... I'm a grad student not a petty crook.... I'm not undressing for your health machine .... You're not peeking.... And I am not giving out any shows...... I don't believe we are in the future at all.... Don't get me wrong.... If you can time travel you prove it and I'd love to go back in time to say the French Revolution... I've got a project on it and first hand info would be the best" suggested Romona as she shifted nervously from foot to foot.

"If your up to the challenge... What do we need to wear? In these clothes we'll stick out like sore thumbs...." Romona told him.

Seeing the blank look on his face she changed her words "I mean we will be too obvious that we are not from their time."
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Oh and no one other than a petty crook would ever dare commit a violent crime is that correct?
"No professional, no student every killed or injured or maimed anyone in your era. That's bullshit and we both know it Romona.
"As for 'peeking', I've seen all of you many times Romona, right down to the beauty mark at the top of your left shaved labia and how you rub and pinch your clitoris as you're fucking yourself and orgasming, which looks lovely by theway. So, as you can see, there's nothing I haven't already seen, enjoyed seeing and would enjoy looking at again.
"A trip to the French Revolution is certainly possible and period clothing isn't a problem, but not until you've done as I've asked so I can be sure that you're weapon and possible communicable disease free."
 
"If you have seen me so many times, and know so much about me, you would know that I don't have a criminal record and that I don't go around carrying guns and knives or explosives" retorted Romona angrily.

"You may remember, that it seems that you have kidnapped me from the university library. It must be a first for the kidnapper to be worried about their victim being armed after they've been kidnapped" Romona started to laugh since it all seemed so foolish.

"You must be quite the peeping Tom or pervert, if you get off watching me like you say you do. You really ought to get a girlfriend or something!" laughed Romona.

"Look mister... I'm a lady. I don't strip on command like a monkey. You may zap me again with your gun... but if you know anything about woman, especially in my time, you might know we don't respond well to violence...." Romona let her words linger.

"I'll step through your disease machine, if its safe, but why do I need to for time travel?" Romona quizzed him.
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Romona, I was trying to spare you this, but since you're insisting on being so recalcitrant come over here and watch the monitor I'll wheel in front of the window.
"The healing will spare you this, for this is your fate if I send you back to your time again.
"Unless you go into the "healing chamber", " he continues talking as he moves out of sight and comes back again carrying a large flat screen monitor that trails three cables still talking as it's set down facing the window, "you will learn that you're terminally ill in two years and brain dead within three. Your body will slowly waste away for ten more years on machines and then finally give up.
"Watch, look at your future in your time Romona."

He turns on the monitor and adds, "I'll speed it up or we'd be here for three years watching you on your day to day activities."

The monitor shows you in the library then leaving. The time is obviously compressed like time lapse photography but you have to trouble at all understanding what's occuring as you go about your day to day activities. On the lower left is a date/time.

You watch as the days speed by until March 16, 2005 @ 2:30PM. You see yourself entering you family doctor's office and watch as he speaks to you with a sad and very grave expression on his face. You see yourself double over sobbing uncontrollably as he tries to comfort you. In his hand is a chart with your name on it. The line that leaps out at you is Diagonsis: Terminal and inoperable brain tumor.

Once again it speeds up and on June 6th, 2006 you see yourself in a hospital bed connected to a myriad of machines with tubes in both arms and a cathador hanging on the bedside.

"This is your fate Romona.
"Now decide.
"Will you do as I've asked or shall I return you with no memory of this, what will be to you, second out of your life and let fate take it's course and choose another to time travel in your place.
"It's up to you Romona. The biggest decision you will ever make, ever."
 
Fate - A Strange Twist

Romona was in disbelief but she watched the screen and how her life unfolded. It was so real and the people that interwined with her life were so real too.

There is no way he could be making this up! Romona realized.

Quickly seizing the moment and terrified of a horrific death, she started to removed her clothes quicker and quicker until she stook only in her bra and panty.

"Where is your healing machine?" she pleaded in near panic.

She had no idea what the cost would be.....
 
Jeff Winslow:

The very sad look on his face had changed to a combination of relief and happiness as he listened to you, and didn't take his eyes from yours as you undressed.

"Have to have everything off Romona, remember?
"Walk to the door. When it opens step through and lay on what will look to you like a net hammock, I think that's the right name at least.
"Close your eyes and try to relax. You'll feel tingles throughout your body and in your head, but that's the machine at work so don't let it worry or alarm you.
"Also, if you've lost any teeth they'll regenerate so don't be upset when any cut through your gums again," he says with a lil smile and wink.
 
Romona ever so relunctantly slipped off her bra and panties and headed through towards the red hammock. She ignored the oggling and tried to strategically place her hands to minimize his view of her "charms".

"Okay... I'm ready" she told him as she lay in the hammock still trying to use her hands to provide modesty.
 
Jeff Winslow:

Once through the door he can no longer see Romona nor did his eyes ever leave hers as she finished undressing then walked through the door. His perpherial vision was good enough.

When she called out she was ready the audio pickup relayed it.

"Now Romona the door behind you will close and you'll hear a hum then the tingling will begin. Relay and stay as still as you can so the equipment can operate at peak efficiency and it will take less time. The more you wiggle and squirm the longer it will take."

The door you came through closes with a sigh and a thug. There are *clacks* like bolts closing, a pause and then as he explained a hum begins.

He was right about the tingling and as time goes on it intensifies all over you, but, being most sensitive, your breasts and pussy feel it the most. It feels like an odd pressure inside of your skull, but isn't at all painful.

As time passes the tingles in those sensitive areas become more and more apparent with the expected results, arousal that continues to increase.

From a speaker: "I'm monitoring the guages and you're doing just fine Romona. Perhaps another ten minutes if you stay as still s you have been.
"The insruments say only breathing and blinking. You're doing wonderfully."
 
Medical Treatment

Romona resisted the urge to get up and run out as she heard metalic clicking which suggested something was locking with her inside. It made her nervous and paronoid. But his talking helped to reassure her.

She felt a tingling sensation across her body. Her breasts shook and tingled from the sensation of it. Her nipples grew erect and hard. Her beautfil pussy, felt aroused and slightly wet from the experience. It caused her embarassment but at least the man would never know.

Romona stood as still as possible anxious to be free from the device.......

Will his time travel really work? Is he lying? I'll know soon enough.....
 
Jeff Winslow:

At last the sounds stop. By the time they do your teetering on the brink of an orgasm and have been for several long minutes of exqusite sexual torment.

When it stops a door beyond your feet opens and he's standing there with a big smile, "Romona welcome to the rest of your life. Hopefully a long and healthy life at that."

He moves to your side and holds out a hand, "May I assist you in getting up."
 
The tingling sensation ceased and Romona heard a metalic ping as the doors unlocked. As she struggled to get up she felt a hand on hers and heard a voice.

Quickly she hurried to her feet naked. Forgetting herself until she realized the man was there to help her up.

She took two steps backwards and covered herself as best possible:

"I need to get dressed" she whispered.

"What does on wear on a time travel?" she asked nervously.
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Just what we're both wearing Romona and also, depening on climate, it's what's also worn for casual wear in this time period. We don't suffer the hide your body syndrome any longer as your time does.
"Clothing, etc is sent first and then we or you will join it. Expermiments show what ever is worn melds with the body and that can have tragic and/or horrific consequences, as I'm sure you can imagine.
"If you absolute have to wear something come along and I'll find you a robe or something similar to wear.
"However, it that's not a priority how about a look into the real past, rather than the past from books Romona."
 
Romona felt nervous and excited at the same time. It wasn't the man that had captured her curiousity and excitement - it was the chance to time travel. If it wasn't just a line or a joke.

The machine had seemed real enough. It made her body tingle, though she didn't know for sure whether she had been sick or whether she was cured. But she did know they were about to time travel!

She listened to his explanation about the clothing when they time travel:
"Clothing, etc is sent first and then we or you will join it. Expermiments show what ever is worn melds with the body and that can have tragic and/or horrific consequences, as I'm sure you can imagine."

Romona didn't understand the technology but the idea seemed reasonable enough. Just maybe if they wore the wrong thing too, they would alter time but changing fabric and fashion. She understood how traveling naked could help with that.

Send the clothes first and change there or if necessary aquire it there.

It would be hard to know for sure what to wear. Some of that old clothing actually took servants to get on... Hmmm.. I'll worry about that later....I want to test it!

"Yes... experience history.. I want to... Can we start now....?" pleaded Romona excitedly.
 
Jeff Winslow:

"Of course. What inventor wouldn't want to show off his greatest invention of all."

His arm slides around you and guides you out of the "healing room" into the room where he'd been standing before looking at you through the window.

There was a bewildering array of read outs and instruments, wiring and complex machinery. On one wall was a wall sized, what looks like, flat screen TV with lines leading to the other machinery.

Facing it is a couch with a table in front of it. On the table is what appears to be a carafe of wine, two goblets and a big platter of food; sandwiches, cheeses, crackers, fruit, squares of cakes and even a bowl of chocolate being kept melted.

His arm leads you to the couch as he continues speaking, " Have a seat Romona, pour us both some wine and help yourself to the food.
"It's there for us to eat, or if you hadn't done as told and I'd had to send you back, myself and your replacement.
"I'll get the control panel and join you in a few moments."
 
Romona smiles as she pours them each a glass of wine. Quietly she takes a piece of fruit and sits down. Shyly she crosses her legs for modesty.

"Let's hurry... Where to first she asks?" as she wonders where he is going.

"I'm dying to go way back!"
 
Jeff Winslow:

He joins you on the couch carring a simple grey box that trails wires and had a digital readout on top and computer like keyboard under the read out with unmarked buttons in addition to the letters and numbers.

"Lets see.... way back," and he begins to rapidly type and then hits a couple of the unmarked keys.

The screen comes to life and on the screen you see a savanna at the edge of jungle. There are HUGE plants and flowers as well as insects you've never seen before as Jeff says, "Welcome to the real Jurrasic age. Watch as it scans and you'll see real dinosaurs."

Sure enough in a short time there are dinosaurs on screen going about their every day lives.
 
Romona feels the couch sway slightly as the man sits beside her. She feels awkward naked beside him, but now it seems more down to business and she resists the nagging feelings that he;s out to fuck her somehow.

She watches in awe as he manipulates various controls.

A time traveling couch..... Maybe that's were the idea of a flying carpet came from..... Romona mused.

He explains:

"Welcome to the real Jurrasic age. Watch as it scans and you'll see real dinosaurs."

She watches as he adjusts various knobs and then she cringes to the terrifying cry of a dinosaur that has appeared.

"They are huge! So big and scary!" Romona blurted out.

"That's pretty far back... We want civilized socities... That's where the real neat history happens" she start to explain needlessly. It's obvious that she's nervous and excited at the same time. Her breathing is off and she feels slightly warm too.

"We're not starting there are we?" Romona asked nervously.

"It doesn't look safe to me. We'd need an army to fight off those things..... I dreamt of wearing the big beautiful hoop dresses of the 18th century. The grand ladies.... so rich and elegant...."
 
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