1. Alternate


    Date: 9/22/2015, Categories: Fantastic, Consensual Sex, Male/Female, Author: Norton X, Rating: 53.8, Source: sexstories.com

    going deeper, eventually you'll pop something in your brain and you'll die, just like Bixby died." "So how were you able to use it?" "That's the other part of my dirty little secret. I developed a special headgear with the help of a biochemist pal of mine in Japan." Davers went down the corridor and returned soon after with what looked like two baseball helmets, only more high-tech, one yellow and the other green. He tossed me the yellow one and I caught it. "These help to absorb the stressful, negative impact generated by arcane number processing in your brain. When you start thinking arcanometric thoughts, you're tapping into a plane beyond what we exist in. In our world, we use mathematics to calculate our actions, but in this world we'll be traveling to, arcanometry is action and existence all in one. When you're able to do the proper calculations, you'll be doing things that will blow your mind. Literally." I looked at the helmet nervously. "I know you've done this before, Mr. Davers, but are you sure this is safe for me to try?" "Well, you're no dummy in my class. You should able to handle this." He dug into his pocket and pulled out a piece of folded paper. "Here." He handed it to me. "That's a set of arcanometric operations I want you to process in your head. Put your helmet on first." Davers sat on the bad end of the couch where the cum stain was. He put on the green helmet and gave me a thumbs up. I put on my helmet and read the piece of paper he'd given me. As I ...
    processed the abstract values with near-chaotic-nonsensical operations, I felt my mind begin to open up. It was like receiving a powerful epiphany via an inspirational speech, but a thousand times more exciting. My brain cells were dancing a jig. Then a mysterious, clinging darkness crept upon me and took over all my senses. It was a complete blackout. I knew almost-oblivion for what seemed like a second before I was propelled out into the darkest unknown. _____Chapter 2 Tuesday of the previous week... I sat at a table alone in the cafeteria munching on chips dipped in tomato sauce. Five minutes into my lunch, I felt someone tap me on the back. I angled my head up to see that someone walk past me, turn in his stride, and wink at me. It was Mr. Davers. He was with a sophomore student whose name was Maggie. She was studying journalism. I had read two of her articles in the university newspaper. I wasn't surprised to find Mr. Davers in her company. Maggie was a tall, fine-looking brunette with light amber eyes, while Davers was popular with the students, showed support for many of the causes they were concerned about, and he enjoyed being in the spotlight, although he wasn't one to seek the attention of the masses. I guessed she was writing a story for the paper and was pumping him for information. Or this could have been a social outing. They sat at a deserted table far in the corner of my vision. I wondered what they were talking about as they dug into their lunch. Not much to ...
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