1. Time Fuck


    Date: 7/21/2015, Categories: Science-Fiction, First Time, Male / Older Female, Older Male / Female, Romance, Author: stex, Rating: 83.3, Source: sexstories.com

    WTF I say again, "what the fuck?" Yeah, that's the right start to this. I'm feeling the need to write this down. WTF indeed. Start at the beginning. I woke up in 1806, WTF. Yeah, that's not what you're expecting when you went to bed in 2006. So WTF. Theories: 1. I'm dreaming, I'm still in 2006 2. I'm not dreaming, 2006 was the dream. 3. I'm in 1806. Yeah, right that's silly, you must be dreaming. OK, #2 doesn't seem reasonable, I remember everything from 1973-2006 pretty much, maybe 1972, I was only four then. I don't remember 1773-1806. OK, make #2, "I was dreaming, but I have amnesia." Still seems silly, too complicated. Apply Occam's razor. #1 will sort itself out in time. But I'm talking to myself, so this is a lucid dream. What do you do in lucid dreams? Well, me, I try altering reality, it's worked before. If reality bends to my will, this is a dream, have fun. Dawn! I could make Dawn live again if this were a dream, but I can't make her appear. So I can't prove this is a lucid dream. The problem is, you can never prove it isn't a dream. Yeah, I tried that one once, I came to the wrong conclusion, I really was dreaming. Only when I woke up later I knew I was wrong. Of course, I could have been wrong about that. So no proving this is not a dream. Keep hypothesis #1 as the prime hypothesis. #3. Silly. When you've eliminated the impossible, whatever remains, however improbable must be the truth. I haven't eliminated #1 yet, so I won't go for #3 just yet. So if #3 is right ...
    (it isn't), what does that tell me. Something transferred between 2006 and 1806, how would that happen. What transferred? My consciousness transferred. Did it bring the body with it, am I me, or am I just my consciousness. I have a body, is it mine? It looks like me. Moving matter through time sounds more difficult than just information, but who knows. I wish I'd listened more closely to that guy who was going on about closed time-like lines back in college. Who was that anyway? Must have been a guy at the Maths Institute. I don't remember him, just what he was saying. I have a body but everyone else here seems to think I belong. I'm the only person with a differing opinion on that. — "We have eyes on the Journal!" A big cheer went up around the control room as the words floated across the big screen. Probably most relieved by this development was Lou. Lou Latour, Director of the Temporal Investigations Institute, this mess was all his problem. Lou, even if he had the body of a thirty year old model thanks to modern medicine, was feeling all of the weight of his sixty years. This lifted his spirits considerably, it was the first good news since the anomaly. "Anomaly." That was one way of putting it mused Lou, "Time Fuck" was the popular phrase around the Institute. Lou thought back to the anomaly. It was supposed to be a routine research project, he had hardly taken any notice of the operation, he'd left the details to Melissa the project manager. He'd happened to be in the ...
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