Golden Moments in Time (sci fi heavy kinky romance)

[Enkil]

Golden Moments in Time.


Kinky Romance Sci Fi story about when A friend from the past collides with the present.
Some of the characters, names and events in this story are fictional. (But not all of them!)
The main characters are all over 30.. well except for the flash backs.

Prologue:
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Andy was in his late 30's. He was working on a collaboration with a Professor Mallard on the temporal characteristics of quantum entanglement. In other words experiments with time. Mallard had made some progress with photonics and mass, but it had raised some interesting questions about quantum locking. Once again the curious effect of the observer had come into play, and a research project had been proposed. His lab and equipment had been assigned and he just needed to hire some staff to help with the experiments.

He had narrowed it down to three, two guys one with a masters in quantum physics, the other with a good grade in general quantum theory and high grades on his engineering diploma. The girl didn't really have any particular stand out specialist subject, by all accounts she just appeared to be a career student, who worked on campus doing jobs as a lab assistant. But she had studied quantum theory, physics, gravity, entanglement and a few other odd choices, such as harmonics, social studies and electronics. She was also fairly familiar with handling lab equipment. Unlike the boys.

The last interview was over. He had decided on the girl Chloe, although she wasn't as deeply invested in the physics as the other two. There was just something about her he couldn't put his finger on. For some odd reason she had completed a bunch of courses that fitted this job position well, and going by her answers in the interview, had a better grasp how everything fitted together anyway, while the two boys had struggled with any idea not already printed in a book somewhere.

He looked over her academic record. Never missed a lecture. Ever. One lecturer had even commented that in all the lectures she had attended, even the really long ones unlike the other students she would not even take bathroom breaks. Certainly she had sick days, and the usual things you would expect during classes. But lectures. Never. What an odd thing to write thought Andy. Her grades were certainly good enough, just broad in scope generally. That must have annoyed some of the other students shooting for higher learning qualifications, who struggle to keep on task for one area, let alone shooting as wide a net as Chloe. He was sure there was a story behind that, but he didn't want to pry.

The reason (other than a few common lines of thinking with Professor Mallard) that Andy had gotten this research project was it specifically involved quantum locking of a particular thing. Neural synapses. This followed the concept of the observer. The idea was attempt to quantum lock the test subject in the present time, into the Neural pattern of an earlier time. For this specific milestones or certain strong memories of past events clearly recalled would be helpful. In other words, in theory a persons sense of self awareness, could be thrown back in time, allowing them to observe or experience events that had happened in their past from inside their own head at the time it happened. Spooky. They were unsure what level of access it might allow- but it is said no information is ever really lost only transformed so confidence was high it would do something. It may allow observation of the past, or interaction with it. That was what the experiment was meant to discover. It seemed safe enough since only energy instead of matter was involved.. in theory.



Beginnings
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Andy had a few odd things happen in his life. Odd blackouts, usually followed by wierd events. Shitty friends stealing girls, and the usual regrets of lost opportunities that follow most guys into later life. This gave him memories of a few obvious fixed points in time, or rather his own past they could shoot for. Perfect for the experiment.

Sitting back he mentally reviewed some of these events in his life. He ran through his recollections oldest to newest- He should probably note them down. Annoyingly the older memories were much less detailed than the more recent ones. But they would have to do.

As a child in afterschool care he blacked out and seemingly popped up on the other side of the building minutes later. It was pretty random but the time and place was easy enough to confirm in his school records.

In highschool he once lost his keys, and told himself if he ever built a time machine, he would hide them in the grass behind the bus shelter. Oddly enough, thats exactly where they were. Even more oddly his other memories that day are hazy. But because of the keys it stood out in his mind. Year 9. Easy to confirm too.

During his teen years he had taken a nasty fall, which he cannot remember any details of, and had somehow popped up at the other side of the property getting medical help. They had a hospital record to lock in the date and time, since he had an xray.

In his 20's there was several moments, two in particular involving his friends basically stealing away any girl he met, and one instance they didn't. On their own not really useful to the experiment but the resentment and regret for these were particularly strong. Try as he might to forget the memory came anyway...

It was the late 90s.. Andy was getting pretty damn annoyed, he was young, single, and when that looked to change his so called wingmen Brett and Sean fucked it up. Twice now, twice.. They had gone out a few times and met some nice girls, as wingmen they knew all the best hangouts - but Brett and Sean were players. Most girls saw right through it, but sometimes that worked to their advantage, and the girls exploited the boys right back for a fun one night stand or threesome. Ugh. Talk about a 'bromance' - Those guys must be secretly Bi. Having meat sword fights was not Andy's idea of fun at all.

In the two most annoying cases, Andy had actually met and taken out a girl, but Brett and Sean had dropped by, and one way or another manipulated the girl into letting them into her pants. One time even doing her doggy style right in front of Andy in his own house and bed, after coming back from a date with her. Bastards.

Even worse was that girl, slightly tipsy and still keen had tried to kiss Andy afterwards, apparently sizing Andy up for round two. Sean was busy laughing it up about "sloppy seconds" at the time and Andy didn't care to taste Bretts saliva or worse on her. He had not returned the kiss. The most tragic part of all was it technically would have been Andy's first kiss. Worst night ever. She knew what she was doing too, the next day she had sobered up and tried to get Sean and Bretts number out of Andy. He had told her exactly how they usually treated women, and realizing she had fucked up because those boys were not relationship material - they never spoke again.

The other time, Andy had actually managed on his own to meet a girl and her sister at a bar. Spent the evening hooning around together in a car, and when she took him back to her place, Sean and Brett decided to tag along. Sean had downed a beer and fed her a bullshit story about his dead grandfather and she ate that up and went to her bedroom with him, where the sounds soon made it obvious they were not talking.. Brett had gone to investigate, and joined the pair for a threesome. Andy discovered from the sister ironically enough that her own sister had done the same thing to her as Sean and Brett just did to Andy. I guess she wasn't relationship material either. Sadly Andy and her had little else in common and he politely excused himself and left. Never again.

That brought him to the regret.. Which was at a beach, which he more regretted than considered particularly odd.. He met a girl there. His friends were trying to chat up her friends(and failing), but she was dragged away before he could exchange contact details. Although for a sharp regret it also had some curious hazy moments in his memory he could not put his finger on. He tried harder to recall the details.

That time the three had not been looking for girls, in fact Andy actively refused invitations in that regard now given their history. They had actually gone to meet a guy who wanted to show off his new WRX sportscar. But he was a no show so Andy, Sean and Brett ended up walking down the beach with nothing better to do.

Under the seaford pier they saw three cute girls, two blondes and a brunette just kicking around in the water, keeping cool from the heat. The blonde must have been their secret sauce - Brett and Sean tried to strike up a conversation with them. The Brown haired girl had startling green eyes, which appealed to Andy, but not the other boys. She had on a short skirt, which was just above her knees outside the water. Although it had some splash marks. As Andy watched, her two blonde friends gave her a frustrated yelp and a look of disgust, squealing "Ewwww .. Again?", muttering a name he didn't catch and leaving the water to chat to Sean and Brett. The quartet heading off behind the pylons together whispering. The blondes giggling and snickered back.

Andy watched the Brunette curiously. Nobody was paying attention to her now. She was blushing a little and sort of circling alone in the water splashing a hand in the water.

On closer inspection he noticed something dripping from between her legs and laughed. Oh that was what she was up to. Not bothered in the slightest and wearing shorts, Andy kicked off his footwear and strode in the water interrupting her. She stood there looking at him curiously swaying her hips a little as she continued to splash in the water with one hand. Andy awkwardly greeting her had gesturing towards Brett and Sean had commented off hand, "My Friends, Ignore them. This a regular thing?" splashing his hand where she was still dripping to clarify what he meant.

What he had mistaken for a blush earlier, had actually been a flush. When at that point she really did blush, her eyes sparkled. The change was significant. Oh. She had been enjoying herself.. nice. but now she looked worried. Looking down at the drips again and back at her face, he added reassuringly "thats kinda hot", blushing himself now. She just sort of smiled then, shrugged and chewed a finger. His memory here gets hazy. They sort of just walked around the water companionably together for a while, and they may have exchanged names.

Another odd memory gap. Maybe this was worth adding to the experiment.

He we pretty sure they kissed on the sand, no idea how they got there. Odd the first kiss worth remembering in his youth was still fuzzy. After that they ended up sitting on the rocks at the edge of the beach, talking. She sat a little to the side, both knees folded under her towards Andy, one slightly higher on the rock than the other. In this position her skirt curled back to show a pink stretch shorts shaped swimsuit bottom with an obvious dark patch over the curve of her labia. A single drip of gold fell and ran down the rock as they watched each other, drying quickly in the heat. No mistaking that. The legs of her shorts are dry. Definately not sea water. She seemed unconcerned about it. Her eyes sparkling because he was unconcerned too.

The blonde girls friends behind the pier pylons had heard all they needed to from Brett and Sean and decided they were creeps (and to be fair they kind of were, they probably tried something inapproriate.) Both girls storming off just past the rock Andy and the brunette was sitting on. Brett and Sean had then set their sights on the girl with Andy, and were stalking over. Oh no.. not again thought Andy. However the two blonde girls noticed and intercepted the brunette girl before they got to her, and took her with them off the beach. Much to Sean and Bretts annoyance. She waved, perhaps a little sadly at Andy as she vanished up the path forever. The most frustrating thing was Andy and her had actually wanted to exchange contacts, but neither of them had any way to write it down. That was the last time he saw her.

These moments sort of what if moments haunted the back of his mind.

He pulled out his notebook, and some other reference material about the dates he wanted to experiment on.
* The childhood blackout certainly. He had an approximate date and location noted.
* The Key incident, he had after all promised himself!
* The fall might be interesting, that gap in his memory was the largest of the three, probably nearly an hour.
* The curious lapse at the beach?

He had no desire to explore the incidents with his wingmen. But the gap at the beach was interesting. Probably better he had not asked her out, no doubt his wingmen in the day would have crashed the party - and ruined his memory of her too. Still as regrets go, it might be nice to revisit her memory. Maybe even recall a name at least. Trouble is there was no obvious record of the date. That would be a stab in the dark, probably best tackled last.

He made some more notes, and did some rough energy calculations for an approximate experiment for each time scale. He uploaded his notes to the system, and requested Chloe meet him in the lab tomorrow to fill out the job paperwork. Time to get to started..


Chapter 1
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The next day Andy arrived at the lab, and started setting up equipment. There was a knock and Chloe came in, she was dressed in a white labcoat, all business, but surprisingly cheerful about filling out paperwork. Andy passed the required forms back and forth, then filed them.

He showed her how the machines worked, and she helped him set up the rest. She picked up quick. Soon they were able to run the first experiment, which basically was to work out what configuration they needed to even begin, and a test run to monitor energy load.

For the first experiment they set up three tubes with different shaped holes, and stuck a mouse in. Each tube would flash a light and give an electric shock, if the mouse timed it right it would get to the other side where there was food without a shock. It generally took a while for the mouse to figure out the pattern. They recorded how long it took. Then they repeated the experiment with another mouse, then passed the mouse through the quantum field at various settings. No obvious change. A third time they tried a different mouse at different settings. No obvious change, but this mouse seemed to squeak and faint recovering a few seconds later before the quantum field. They noted the settings used, and tried a fourth mouse, this time it fainted before they even removed it from the cage, but otherwise about the same.

Interesting. They repeated it with the settings of the third time. Same result - a faint a few seconds before. Systematically they discarding settings until they found the exact setting for the faint. Next they repeated with the fourth mouse settings. Same result, a setting slightly offset from the third. This gave them what they needed to make it faint around about the time it was still learning the maze.

About a third of the way through, the mouse hesitated then ran to the correct tube and fainted. Then it took the same amount of time to learn the maze. They adjusted another setting and repeated it. This time a third of the way through it hesitated and knew the correct tube to run down, it made it all the way to the food twice, then fainted, at which point it seemed to still be learning again.

The hypothesis was, the mouse's mind after it had learnt the maze was being projected back to when it was still learning. So now they knew roughly what setting to set time, and duration - and that the mind could control the body. That was insane. They ran a few other experiments focusing on observation only, and discovered with a slight adjustment to another setting it no longer fainted, or had precognition at all.. but they reacted like they just saw what happened at the moment they projected back to. The mice could passively observe past events too. The only anomaly was while limp in the field generator they squeaked oddly, which was a little unsettling.

But it worked!

Chloe suggested one last test. They took a previously trained mouse and an untrained one, and set the system to observe around the time and length the trained mouse took to learn, and put them both in at once and activated the machine. Both mice went limp, and made various squeaks. Placing them in the maze later the trained mouse still knew his way around, but the untrained mouse still didn't. To double check she grabbed the mice out and put them down in the field generator again, made an adjustment and activated it. However the untrained mouse ran out a moment before it did. The trained mouse inside again went limp, and Chloe had to shoo the untrained mouse back in; it too going limp. Thinking she would have to restart the test, she reached for the control but paused as she noticed both mice squeaking again.. almost in time, in the same way too. Now that is odd she thought, checking the thermal camera and sensors. Both mice were breathing at the same time and their hearts appeared to have syncronised too. Spooky. She let the test count down, and when the mice recovered put them in the maze. Once again the trained mouse got the food right away.. and then so did the untrained one.

That was worth noting. She mentioned it to Andy. He ruminated on it a while, and looked at the readings from that test. It had the projection readings of a single mouse, but the mass cost of two. He called Professor Mallard about it on speaker. Between the three of them, the best working theory they had was the Quantum lock had only been on the first mouse, and when the second mouse entered the field it was pulled into the lock of the first. It was an unsettling thought. On one hand two mice can share an experience, but it may cause brain damage or allow reading someones mind at any given point in time too.

It also occured to Chloe that unbalanced settings could do other odd things. What if she set (or added) the frequency for organic carbon? Or inverted some settings while two life forms were in the field? Could the flow be reversed or effect organic material? She might try another experiment later. It was outside of the main scope of their current tests so probably best done on her own time. Still, she wondered, what would happen if it could?

For now however - the important test was a human trial.


Chapter 2
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The next test would need to involve Andy. But that meant scaling from mouse to human. As Andy went to sit in the apparatus he had a wave of nausia and double vision a moment. It only lasted a second and he sat into the machine regardless. Then again he felt odd a moment. Then nothing. Ugh was he getting sick? Thinking the first test a failure they waited 10 minutes and prepared to repeat with the same settings. Another wave of nausia and out of focus vision hit him and vanished, but he ignored it as he was already seated. Then as Chloe hit the button, he felt deja vu.

Wait a moment. deja vu? They checked their calculations again, which suggested increasing one setting. It was lunch time so they decided to go to get lunch and think on it. As Andy was chomping on a sandwich his vision blacked out a moment and he nearly fell off the chair. What the hell? Chloe looked at her phone, and scribled something on her pocketbook, but didn't comment. They chatted in hushed tones until they had finished eating then returned to the lab. Andy sat in the apparatus again, and Chloe activated it. His vision swam and suddenly he was looking at Chloe.. he could taste bread in his mouth. The colors in his vision swam but he recognised his lunch magically back in his hand for a moment. As it faded he could see Chloe looking at him with a grin. "How was lunch?" she asked. She knew! "You sneak" he accused, then added, "please tell me you recorded the time stamp?". Nodding, Chloe pulled out her pocked book and waved it at him.

They were in business.

It took them weeks of trial and error. But they found the setting that allowed only observation of the past instead of taking control too. Finally ready their first major projection attempt calculated and executed. Andy suddenly found he was sitting in a backyard somewhere in a nappy. His head hurt, his ass itched, everything was too bright and loud - and oh god was that his hand? He was a baby. That test ended as soon as it started.

They had no idea what would happen if they projected someone prior to their own existance, and they very nearly had. They adjusted their settings and made sure never to exceed the baby value. (they discovered later of course nothing would, with no mind to lock onto) He blinked. He appeared to be in day care. He was playing with a car in a sand pit. On the other side of the sand pit was the coveted playhouse with the toy pots and pans. A couple of girls had snatched it up. He was jealous. He wanted to play in it, every other kid did. Both girls had got out to play before everyone else because they had skipped their toilet break. Both of them were happily playing but one of them had obvious dark stain on the back of their jump suit, the other had a wet patch in the sand under their dress. It worked, they got what they wanted. His view distorted.
Back in the lab. "Too far, I am at best 3 here" Andy observed. Chloe had an odd look on her face. "i'll push you ahead again..", Chloe hit a few buttons.. the world spun again.

This time he was sitting holding a toy truck. Nearby was a very adorable girl squatting down taking a wiz facing towards him. He could feel his heart racing. Oh.. that was his childhood playmate/sweetheart? He had forgotten what she looked like, he must have been what, 4? Nothing left to the imagination there, most likely a major defining childhood moment there which suddenly explained a lot of things in his later life...

As the machine wound down Chloe was laughing. "What is so funny?", demanded Andy. Chloe struggled as she tried to control her mirth. , "Uuuhm, aside from that lovely shade of red your face is at the moment, it appears one unfortunate side effect of projecting your present day mind into the past, is that your mouth here seem to vocalise everything you see or think while you do it."

"Oh crap, might want to be careful what events we project to then, or you might learn a lot of new words!" He could think of at least two events that might send his unattended mouth running into quite a few really nasty words, neither he cared to visit, or share for that matter.

"oh don't worry, what is the worst that could happen? I fill an entire mental health book with the inner workings of the male mind? I promise to lend you my nobel prize every now and again.." joked Chloe. "Very funny" muttered Andy. Chloe made a silly face at him causing Andy to half snicker before he could catch himself. This girl was full of surprises.

"Ready to go again? I've taken the new data, assuming you were aged 4 that time, I have a slightly more accurate calculation now", observed Chloe in a voice so professional that Andy started to wonder if he had simply imagined her making a face at him.

"I suppose, what could happen?" sighed Andy. "We would probably be surprised.." muttered Chloe as she stabbed the button.

Yikes.. he was being washed down a fast moving yellow river of warm water, surrounded by multicolored rocks on each side.. bouncing off some of them. Scary. Suddenly he was flying over the water and he realised the river was actually a giant vagina.. "what the actual fuck..." Andy observed with equal parts surprise and confusion.. the view then spun in a rapidly closing circle and went dark.. and he found himself sitting warmly and wetly in a bed.. actually the warm feeling was quickly running cold.. as his eyes adjusted he could make out a window and some stars outside.. he could hear himself crying. Oh. He had been dreaming and wet the bed..? Awkward. Geez when did this happen? He couldn't even remember this. Couldn't have been more than a year or two from the last jump. They were getting closer. The view faded as he heard footsteps and found himself very much dry and in the lab again.

Chloe was making an amused face that looked very much like she was trying to look solemn but really wanted to laugh. "Apparently the worst that could happen is jump in during the middle of a dream.. that book of mine would probably get me two nobel prizes now.." joked Chloe.

Andy went very pale. What sort of crazy shit would he have dreamt over the years? Probably didn't want to know. "How is it you always manage to find such inconvenient events? Are you doing this on purpose?", muttered Andy. Chloe answered, "dunno just skill i guess... actually you have the same maths as I do, it might be when we go back we naturally 'slide' or 'round up' to the next significant event.. presumably that night the times you were not really doing or dreaming anything memorable natually skipped?"

"Hmm that actually makes a lot of sense, the theme we keep getting is the observer has more of an effect that you would think. It falls to reason that we cant observe things that were not observable when they happened either." suggested Andy. "It will complicate our calculations tho.. if our destination is a moving target based on significant events not actual precise chronological moments" pointed out Chloe. Andy frowned at her. That was true too.

Chloe shrugged then asked, "How close was that?" "Closer, I was 5 or 6 there at a guess. Probably around December, air felt warm. Have you got enough data to push it forward about 24 months this time?" suggested Andy. She nodded, keyed in the new figures and activated again.

He was in some rural school, behind some bushes. Nearby two girls were playing house on a stump and handing him pretend cups of drink. Julie was her name maybe? The friend was Silvia. At some point he recalled Silvia stopped playing with Julie, switching to another girl at some point. He recalled Julie had become somewhat of a pariah in his class at primary school around that time. "Girl germs girl" Considering the dried tide mark stain evident on her pants, which at the time he had thought nothing of, he could probably guess why. He wondered what became of her.

His view distorted and again he was in the lab. "Literally within weeks now." he commented.

He was somewhere dark and his face felt funny. Oh he was climbing a leafy tree. Looks like the right schoolyard at least. The tree was in the playground of the school with the event they were chasing. The lab appeared around him again. "Right place, not sure about right time however, can you push it forward in 10 minute increments of say 10 seconds, until i catch a date on something?" "can do.", she answered as she began.

A flash of grass, playground equipment, schoolbag, hallway, the page of a book, walking with an asian girl his age, her in the boys toilets looking at (using?) the urinal!?, a desk, aha a blackboard with a date on it. "Ok I have a date here, we need to move forward about 3 months and do increments again from about 4pm"

Chloe was smirking. "What?" asked Andy. "The girl?", Chloe answered. Andy blushed, "ah, that day.. yes well everyone needs a hobby.. apparently hers was the same as mine". Andy went red as he realised he had revealed more than he intended with that statement. With a roll of her eyes Chloe activated the machine again.

"Ok skip a day... ok got it, forward three hours and increment again".. a flash of another girl under a porch, stroking his cheek, then holding open her knickers for him to look, "too far go back about an hour".. forward one more time "Wait.. what was that.. halt it there and note the settings", a shaken Andy asked.

"Whats wrong? the girl slap you?" asked a bemused Chloe.

"What? No that was the girl next to the flat my friend lived in, I went there after school to play - he wasn't home but she was, and wanted to show me something. She didn't speak english so she pulled me under her porch. I guess she liked me or something. I was a cute kid, that sort of thing happened a lot."

"uhuh.. she showed you something all right.."

"What you never did that as a kid?"

Chloe kept quiet and just blushed.

Shaking his head, "It's literally a normal kid thing in every parenting book i ever read.."

Chloe shrugged.

Andy took a breath and continued, "Anyway... We have the day I blacked out on my target list.. and it appears I am about to stick my hand in water with a live power cord in it.. can you flick in the settings for interactive projection?" "Sure, but is that wise? We are pushing back over 20 years here!" "No I am not sure, but I also don't remember anyone mentioning me being electrocuted in school either.". "Ok Done, here we go" Chloe activated it and there was a god awful booming sound and all the lights in the room flickered.


Chapter 3
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Andy froze. He was standing in the kitchen of the gymnasium from primary school.. his hand was hovering barely half an inch from the water. Sitting in the water was a frayed water kettle cord. He could see exposed wire, he could also see the powerpoint nearby was turned on. His elbow was almost brushing the stainless steel of the sink. He carefully turned his head, but it reacted much faster than expected and it jumped with a snap that made him dizzy. Behind him a staff member was standing around a stove with 3 kids stirring what smelt like wax in a pot. Easing his head back slower this time he went to pull his arm up and step back, but again the reflexes put it in overdrive and his arm came up so fast he actually hit himself in the head and staggered back hitting his cheek on the staff members elbow. OWCH! They looked at him oddly. As he nursed his cheek (the same one the girl had stroked chronologically later in the other projection) he pointed at the sink, "Exposed wire there dangerous" oh god his voice sounded weird. Like a chipmunk. The staff members eyes went wild and brushed younger Andy away and quickly hit the power point switch and pulled the cord out. Backing out of the kitchen, he could feel wetness. His eyes were watering, or was he crying? He staggered over to the sink outside the toilet at the other end of the gym to wash his face. He remembered that sink, and everything else now. Oh.. everything went fuzzy and his knees went out from under him, his last thought grabbing the sink in a steel grip as everything went dark and he found himself sitting in the lab again.

Chloe was staring at him in horror. Her face was white as a sheet. Andy's eyes watering here too he realized as the room had a haze over it. He wiped his eyes and blinked. "Well that was unexpected." he said simply. Chloe was unnerved. When the lights had flickered, so had Andy. The sight of the wall behind him visible THROUGH him burnt into her mind. "What?", asked Andy. Chloe was still staring at him, "Sorry, but I think you should see for yourself." She spun the camera around and rewound it. Playing the part where Andy's body faded and flickered, then tears rolled down his face as his limp body's voice droned monotone commentary. The heart rate monitor also showed over 120bpm too at the time.

"Well the heart rate is expected, maybe even the tears - the mice's hearts syncronised with their past self too, but that fading effect is horrifying.", Andy looked down and patted himself. Chloe sank back down in her chair, "I think this also means you were always meant to go back into the past, that power cord would probably have killed you". Andy nodded, "Ahhh ye, well I didn't want to say it, maybe or maybe not. I knew what electricity was back then, I may have been reaching for the power button? In any event the conflicting version of events may be why that memory was a blank before.. so yes apparently this experiment always happened. That is certainly unnerving."

"That's putting it mildly", muttered Chloe.

Andy got up and suggested, "I think we should take a break for today. Even my face feels sore where I hit myself.. in the past. Wierd."

"Also putting it mildly", again muttered Chloe.

Andy gave her an odd look, then feeling a sudden childish urge poked his tongue out at her. She gave him an unreadable look of her own in return, then turned to collect her bag, muttering over her shoulder, "only if you ask nicely".

"Wait what?", Thought Andy doing a double take. He turned to look at her.. but she was already halfway out the door, wiggling her hips more than was strictly necessary to walk, and waving at him over her shoulder as she turned down a corner in the hallway. Was she just flirting with him?



Chapter 4
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As she stepped outside to find a cafe, Chloe was deep in thought. The power fluctuation that made the lights flicker also messed up the settings slightly before Andy himself had flickered. The lights flickering had been caused by a spike in energy drain from the equipment they were testing. He had also brought something back from the past, in the way of a bruise. He didn't just have phantom sensation, she could see it darkening on his cheek. They already had data exchange where there shouldn't be, but physical effects too now. She was suddenly both very excited and scared about what might happen when she tried her 'out of scope' experiment on the machine. It was also interesting that the projection to the past had also removed the blank from Andy's memory. If they continued the experiment all of the blanks they were experimenting with might be removed. Interesting.

Andy went down the hall to grab another sandwich. This late in the afternoon it was stale. Making a face, Andy too left looking for a cafe. Pulling his phone out he realised what time it was, and sent a quick message to Chloe.

Chloe's phone chimed, it was Andy suggesting they call it a day. It was later than they realized so it made sense, but since the lab was already setup it might be a good time to try her 'out of scope' experiment. Finishing her drink, she got up and returned to the lab. She grabbed out their earlier calculations from the mouse experiments, and made some adjustments based on what they found with the human trial.

She picked two mice at random, and put their cage in the machine. She worked out settings that should be far enough back the mice would be younger but not so far back that it was before they were born. She activated it. As expected both mice went limp and sort of sat there making squeaks in what she assumed was the mouse equivalant of a monologue discussion over what they were experiencing. Both mice made different squeaks, and their heart rates varied. So far so good. She dialed down the duration setting to about 20 seconds, and set the configuration that would make it interactive. Once again the machine activated, its lights dimmed a little then returned to normal. The mice again went limp, although their squeaks had a more irritated quality to them this time, which if they had just found themself babies again was a reasonable reaction.

The mice woke up again and circled around in confusion for a bit then settled down. Ok now for the next part. She inverted one of the settings. Then activated the machine. Nothing. The mice just sniffed the air curiously. She individually reversed each setting and tried again. Still nothing each time. Then she picked two settings and reversed them. Nothing. Another two. This time both mice jumped and sort of ran and cowered in the corner for 20 seconds glaring at each other. Adding it to her notes she realised she forgot something. She went over to the computer and looked up specifications for carbon, and information about neurons. Then compared them to the machine. Frowning, she pulled the main panel open and checked the values on some of the components. Damn. That setting was hard coded.

She pulled up an electronic reference website and searched for components giving the necessary test values, and compared them to the part inventory in the lab. She had most of them, although she would have to combine two in series to get the correct value. She dug the parts out and grabbed a three way toggle switch too. Grabbing a bread board and a soldering iron she hooked them up in the necessary configuration, then going over to the machine cut a few connections and redirected them through the toggle switch and her prototype board. Position 1 the machine acted as normal, position 2 replaced the hardcoded neuron values with those of carbon, position 3 activated both values in phase together. After checking over the changes to make sure each switch position returned the correct values, she set it to position 2 with earlier settings and activated the machine. There was a blue flash like a strobe and the mice squeaked in fear and sort of collapsed in on themselves. Blinking the flash ghost out of her eyes she looked in the cage. There was two very confused looking baby mice sort of sniffing and scratching at their body. Once the 20 seconds ran down there was a different color strobe flash and the two mice sort of ballooned out with more distressed squeaks and there stood the original mice again.

She checked the camera recorded all that. Wow. Pulling the panel open again she flipped the switch to setting 3. Then activated the machines. Again there was a flash, but the lights in the room went out. Damnit. A blown breaker. The only light she could see was the camera which she assumed reverted to battery. Stumbling about she found her phone and activated the torch function, working her way down the hallway as other late workers could be heard cursing and stumbling about in other dark rooms. She found the power panel, and yanked the hatch open. Actually only the light breaker had thrown.. at least all she did was put people in the dark, not mess up their computers. She threw the switch up again and was suddenly dazzled as the lights started flickering back on. Putting her phone away she returned to her lab. The mice were sitting quietly in the cage grooming. She pulled the machine panel open and flicked the toggle back to position 1. Then returned the otherwise unharmed mice back to the labs main mouse cage with the others.

As she returned to grab her notebook to prepare to leave - she noticed the camera was still recording, so she stopped it and had it play in reverse. Watching the screen she found where the lights went on and kept going back. Apparently the camera had a night shot mode, she could see two glowing eyed mice sniffing about in the cage in the dark. Then something odd happened, the image on the screen went all crazy and there were the baby mice again. Only it was still dark on the screen. Wide eyed, she skipped it back to before the lights went out and hit play. It had worked. When the lights went out there was again two baby mice, but this time they acted entirely differently. They sort of just quested around weakly, then when they encountered each other they sort of got all tangled up a together in a ball and went to sleep. Then when the 20 seconds ended the screen went all crazy and two angry full sized mice in a hug jumped apart in alarm, chitering and snapping at each other then moving to different ends of the cage to groom themselves.

"Sorry boys", she chuckled to herself as she made some final notes, and stopped the camera. She had a pretty good idea what to try next but it was late now. She made a note to try again tomorrow then packed up and went home.



Chapter 5
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Her room was on campus not far from the university lab; after undressing for a quick shower and meal she was soon in bed listening to the familiar plastic crinkle on the cheap matress as she fell asleep. She had the strangest nightmare. Naked in the lab by herself. She was soon back to her usual dreams and was not troubled the rest of the night. She woke up on top of her bed sheets the next morning. Odd she thought. The night had not been especially hot. She changed her sheets and made her bed, throwing the old ones in the combo drier/washing machine to spin and dry, then dressed and ate breakfast.

Andy arrived at the lab early that day to setup for the next experiment. Chloe was not far behind, setting up her notebook next to the machine, and adding a brief summary of her experiment the night before into the notes under the 'out of scope' appendix.

For the next experiment the plan was to find the day where he lost his keys as a teenager. For the sake of the exercise once they found it, they would attempt to take control and place the keys where he remembered finding them too.

They managed to find the day without too much difficulty, happening on only one awkward moment where a cute girl who very clearly had a crush on Past Andy was giving him signals, and Andy had been too inexperienced to realise, letting the moment slip by. Older Andy in his retrospect had brutally said as much in his monologue as Chloe had observed that projection. "Another one that got away eh?", Chloe said too cheerfully. "At the time it wouldn't have occured to me, but probably." a distracted Andy replied. They had the time almost down. The next attempt was to observe and see if he could figure out when he lost them. In this projection he found himself in the library reading a book, when a student ran up, stole one of his video game cartridges from his bag, and ran off with it. The keys were still in his pocket at that point, but as Andy got up to chase after the thief a door was shut in his face momentarily knocking Andy over. Since 'Present day' Andy was focusing on the keys, he noticed the pocket no longer jingled when 'past' Andy got up again, and resumed the chase. A few feet later the school bell rang, and 'past' Andy knew with disgust he would miss class if he chased after the thief, turning instead to walk towards class, where he stumbled and lent on a wall.

Now back in the lab again Andy announced, "Got it, lock me in to that moment, and lets switch to interactive mode, i stumble at that point so its a good a time as any." Chloe activated the machine again with the necessary changes, and there was an odd sound and the lights all dimmed a moment but recovered. Again in the past, Andy leaning on the wall flexing his limbs experimentally. Reflexes not quite as crazy this time; but damn they felt responsive. He turned and after a few practice steps, went quicky back to the library. There were his keys on the floor. He picked them up, and quickly ran to the nearby bus shelter. Hiding them around the back of the seat in the grass where he recalled finding them. Returning quickly to the wall for the return to the present. His vision swam a moment and he was sitting in the lab again.

"Mission accomplished?", asked Chloe. "Yup, and I can now recall how the keys got there too.. I also recall that day getting back to class late and having no idea why. Sorry past me!", Andy chuckled.

"Another case of it was always meant to happen. Strange.", pondered Chloe out loud.

"Not really, to be here now we would need to be in the same timeline as the events we observe. So events directly related to now would be correct. Although I still admit it was unusual that an event in the past I changed, could have killed me if I hadn't."

"Like I said, strange", insisted Chloe.

Andy shrugged. "I also suspect if i went back again, I would not be able change anything from my first trip"

"Do we have time to make a start on your next target event?", asked Chloe.

"Well we could try to narrow it down, but considering we are looking at a larger blank in my memory here, might be best to leave actually exploring it until after lunch."

"It's a date then.." mumbled Chloe.

"Sorry what was that?" asked Andy. "Nevermind" answered Chloe turning away before he noticed any blush.

"..uh ok", Slightly off balanced Andy shrugged, and reached for a folder, "Here is the date and rough time we are aiming for" handing it to Chloe.

She looked over the papers, copies of medical incident reports. Spotting a date she added it to her calculation. "How far before that do we need to go?", she asked. "Oh, good question, at least 45 minutes to get to the hospital, and however long they made us wait, plus about an hour to get before the missing memory."

"In other words you're not exactly sure?"

"Well it was that day some time.. try before lunch?"

"Ok random stab in the dark it is.. 7 hours from the admission time then", Chloe added it to her formula and entered in the settings.


Chapter 6
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"So time for lunch then? Where we going?" asked Chloe. "I was thinking of grabbing something from that cafe just outside of campus." answered Andy, slightly distracted completely missing her use of "we".

"Ok lets go then", Chloe hooked an elbow around a confused Andy's arm and walked him outside. Not entirely sure what just happened, Andy found soon himself sitting with Chloe at the Cafe drinking large lattes and eating salad. "So what happened exactly?" he asked. "You offered to buy us lunch, did you forget?" Answered Chloe with a cheeky grin. Andy was pretty sure he hadn't, but there are worse things than sharing lunch with a pretty women in a tight lab coat, and given his previous lapses in memory he wasn't sure he hadn't popped back in time to ask her out anyway.

"Shouldn't you take that coat off in this weather?" asked Andy pointing at her with a salad covered fork. Chloe went a little red in the face and glanced around before leaning in to whisper, "I am not sure that would be a good idea.." Again looking around while she was still leaning in to him she undid the top two buttons of her coat and pulled one side open for a second to show Andy she had nothing under it but her bra, before stealing a bite of salad from his fork while he was distracted. Closing her top she sat back down to do the buttons up again.

"Ah.." said Andy, regarding his now empty fork. "Exactly.. I am not wearing enough to get hot.." Chloe said with a wink. He looked up from his fork at her, his eyes dialating before looking down to stab some more salad onto his fork. Body language was covered in one of her previous courses. It was as good as yelling he wanted to bend her over the table on the spot.. but it could mean other things. Before he could put his newly filled fork into his mouth, Chloe did the one sure fire way to tell if she was correct. She slid forward in her chair, so that her knee went between his legs, where she could feel if he was hard or not. Then leaned foward and looked back between his eyes and fork.

Andy had just lifted the fork up and had been about to say something when Chloe slid in closer again. He forgot what he was going to say when he felt her knee press in between his legs.. and he found his own knee pressed into something soft and oddly puffy between her legs. From the feel of her leg sliding along his knee, she had nothing except her stockings and underwear on under the coat. Sitting there with his mouth half open in surprise he followed her eyes with his own. Then with a sigh he offered his fork to her, and she took another mouthful with a cheeky grin as she locked eyes with him again.

She is definately flirting with him this time. Even with his limited knowledge of body language she was basically saying if she could find a way to let him bend her over the table, she would let him.

Chloe had felt firmness with her knee. Her first guess had been correct. She sat back in her chair again with a seductive smirk on her face licking her lips. "I guess there was something wrong with your salad?" Andy asked while he tried to figure out how exactly to flirt back. "No, not at all." shot back Chloe, stuffing a cherry tomato from her plate deep into her mouth, her mouth moistening her fingers in the process. Then she grabbed some salad leaves with her wet fingers, leaned forward again and slid in so his knee was pressed firmly into her crotch, her knees opened wide this time. He felt a curious plasticy crackle feeling under his knee. Using her wet fingers she stuffed the salad leaf into Andy's mouth then slid back in her chair again and smiled.

The taste of salad, and Chloe on his lips, Andy just went red. She let him off the hook at this point and laughed. "I am only teasing. You know in all seriousness I never did play those games as a child, but I can certainly see the appeal now." "uuuh.. better late than never I guess.." replied Andy. Chloe laughed again. She picked up her remaining Latte, held it up and said "To childhood regrets!" Andy smiled held his own cup up and tapped it to hers, "To childhood regrets." he replied, both taking a long sip.

They finished their salad and chatted about their experiment in the lab as they finished their lattes. Getting up Andy announced "I dont know about you but that latte went right through me, I need the bathroom." Chloe got up and nodded, "ok I'll meet you back at the lab then, you got the bill?" Andy nodded. Chloe headed out alone back to the lab while Andy settled the bill and had a toilet break.

He met Chloe back at the lab, and went to sit in the machine. He was going to ask her about the Cafe but she activated the machine before he could. "Wait.. wha", Andy went limp.


Chapter 7
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Andy looked around, he was hiding in some bushes with a laser tag gun. He heard a snap. Just some young woman from the camp squatting behind a tree. Oh. Bit older than him anyway, and he really didn't want to get laser snipered while gawking at her anyway. Some interests are hard to explain to those that don't share them. His opponents probably didn't. Although from the look of it she had the same interest. She seemed to be trying to draw a shape with it. Cute ass tho. Snapping out of it, he thought no fun if it isn't their idea to watch anyway. Pulling his eyes away, he crept further along and down into a hollow out of sight of the woman, where he could see down a dry gully. Further along there was a high point above it, and he worked toward it. He could hear pinging from another players laser tag scanner over to the left. The world went distorted and Andy was sitting in the lab again.

Chloe's face was slightly red and she had a smirk. Andy went red too. Deciding to ignore it he said, "pretty close, it took me a few minutes from that point to get to the high point, that was where I slipped and my memory is a complete blank."

"Gotcha, hows 8 minutes sound?"

"Perfect", he answered. She keyed it in and hit the button.

Andy was crouched at the top of a steep landslip that dropped into the gully below about 10 metres below. He had a laser tag gun in each hand, and was carefully pointing them both down into the gully looking for other players. He thought he saw movement, so he half grabbed a sapling and slid down a metre behind a small tree to get a better viewing angle.. except he didn't. With a gun in both hands the tree slipped out of his grip, and he found himself sliding towards a steep 4 metre drop. Oh. shit.. *blam* his head clipped a tree and everything started going grey. He was still sliding, then everything went warped and Andy was sitting wide eyed in his lab looking at an equally wide eyed Chloe.

"Uhhn ye, mark that time point and maybe we should switch to interactive mode, I appear to be about to fall off a cliff..", said Andy with concern.

"Thats not all.." Chloe spun the sensor readout screen around. The heart rate graph showed regular bears over 100bpm until about halfway, where they dropped to 30, then returned to about the 90s that exact second.

"Oh shit, I have a concussion and a bad one from the look of it.", Andy concluded. Chloe nodded sagely.

"Also, I didn't pull you out, you still had 10 seconds on the clock, the power sort of just fizzled, like it couldn't keep a lock", added Chloe.

"Try to punch me in again?"

Chloe hit the button, his vision went a bit grey then returned to normal. He was still sitting in the lab.

"Well that's not good. But I am still here so we know I lived"

Chloe looked at the figures in front of her. She doubled the settings and hit the button again. All the lights in the room went dull and there was a audible drone sound. Andy's vision went grey again, and it was like he was hallucinating both past and present in slow motion, stuttering forward like a movie projector with a sticking wheel. He was ping ponging back and forth between the past and present. Chloe looked at the heart rate monitor with concern, the rate was jumping between 30 and 80 erratically. She dialed one of the settings to maximum the lights got duller and sort of strobed in the room and the lights on the machine flickered. With desperation she keyed the setting that would probably be appropriate for two human sized users, the lights went mostly out but flickered slightly. She steped into the area of effect of the machine too. Perhaps double the brain signal would work. She crumpled to the floor, and Andy's body went slack too.

Andy was still sliding but in slow motion, like time was messed up. He could feel a heavy pressure in his mind, he tried to move his arm to release the gun and grab for a branch. It was like arm wrestling just to even get anything to happen. Then he heard a voice in his head, maybe if i try too? Who was that.. Chloe? The Heavy feeling in his mind grew heavier, like someone pushing hard against a heavy object that almost refused to move, and the fingers painfully slowly started opening, the gun falling free to slide on its own. I need to grab for that tree before the edge, it was hard to make out. Everything was like looking through thick black smoke. I think i see it.. Chloe again. He went to reach for it, again like arm wrestling it resisted, and again he felt the pressure on his mind (Chloe?) and the arm started to move ever so slowly. It was like trying to move while neck deep in a pool of hard jelly. The arm moved further then further, then it was out far enough, with painful slow motion the trunk stuttered into reach. They both bore down and bullied the arm to bend its elbow to hook around the trunk.

Things were getting darker, at the edges first, like a slowly shrinking circle. His body slid out over the edge and hung swinging with only the arm holding it above the drop. There was another sapling just in reach, and fighting the second arm they inched it over to grab at it too, dropping the gun in that hand too. The fingers closed around it, and the first arm un curled, dropping down a few centimetres, sliding off. They let it and focused on a death grip on the sapling. The body slid down into the sapling bending it over sideways and kept dropping until the arm was above Andy's head, they were swinging by it 2.5 metres above the ground. They let the fingers slip down the sapling, it bowed over more, sliding them down another metre. 1.5 metres, that was survivable.. the grip failed and they fell. Slowly toward the ground. His feet hit and the body crumpled, too fast. They focused their mind on making the legs fight back, slow the drop. It partially worked and the crumple slowed and turned into a tip over. Not much better. *bash* Andy's chin hit the ground with a sickening sound. It didn't feel broken but it hurt like hell, it must be bleeding. They were face down in the dirt, was he even breathing? It would be dirt if he tried. They moved the arm under him and by pure force of two wills made him roll on his back.

Something was still not right, the view was still contracting. He wasnt breathing. He was probably in shock. He had a concussion. They focused all their efforts in making Andy raise his chest, it was even harder than forcing his limbs. It was like his chest was buried in heavy rocks. It moved not much. Then they reversed it. Expell. Then they fought it again intake, then reversed it, expell. The contracting circle of smokey vision slowed, then stopped. Intake, Expell. It started expanding again. Intake, Expell, the vision was still smokey and hazey, and they could see all sorts of visual artifacts. Delirious. They could feel his eyes closing, and it became impossible to move the chest. Shit we cant let.. er you lose consciousness. It will probably boot us both out, and since you arn't breathing.. you probably wont ever wake up again. Andy raged, tried to make the body react. He thought about everyone that made him angry, everyone that made his heart race, every thing that excited him, everything that scared him and made him want to react. Then Chloe jumped in. Thoughts of playground bullies, anger, and hurt feelings added to his own. There was a slow rush sound, like an oncoming train. They realised it was the sound of blood pumping thought his veins. The pain on his chin grew sharper, and suddenly the chest edged up again slowly. Intake. Expell. They kept raging yelling angry things at the world, declaring undying love to every crush they could remember and never spoke to, insulted every enemy they had never stood up to. The chest moved faster. Intake Expell. Now his chest seemed to be moving on its own, but the moment they let up the assult of anger rage love and hurt it slackened again. Some of the words made it to Andy's prone body. A quiet muttering became louder, then a speaking voice, then a howl as the lungs moved more air, and a brain tried to reconcile the conflicting minds.

Nearby the boys he had been playing laser tag with heard the sounds, and crept over to investigate. They found Andy half on his back, his chin streaming blood everywhere. Two toy guns discarded and knocked around sitting each side. He was breathing erratically like someone who was on the edge of bursting into sobs. His eyes were half open and glassy and didn't respond when they waved hands over them. He was muttering incoherently half finished words and phrases yelled or spoken with no discernable pattern. "Hey, are you all right? Come on? Get up." they shook Andy. He barely reacted, but he blinked. Eyes still unfocused, they started rolling around a little. Then snapped into place onto one of them.

Inside his mind they could see shadowy shapes and hear disconnected sounds. Oh a voice. They focused on the eyes. Ordering them to move about until they could see something. It was one of the boys they were playing laser tag against. He sat Andy up, and patted his cheek a few times. "Hey you ok in there?" the other boy collected the toy guns and the pair both grabbed Andy's arms and hauled him awkwardly to his feet. Andys vision was going dark again. He was losing concisousness again. Andy and Chloe raged and cried and loved everything they could at him. The boys could feel his weight increase as he went limp and hardened their grip. Trying to walk him forward. That kind of worked, Andy's breathing and heart rate went back up a little, and the moment passed. Between them Andy and Chloe got the legs moving, and threw their minds at the problem whenever the body tried to fade again. Little by little, with lots of very odd things spoken by the injured body as they frog marched him back to the homestead. Halfway there they regained control of both arms and legs, and more aware now, fished around to get out a hankerchief to apply pressure to the bleeding wound. He was walking easier now almost on his own but lacking coordination, each step still felt like there were heavy weights attached. Time seemed to be rolling forward at a normal speed now but his vision was still milky, and had trouble focusing. Finally after walking him up the stairs they took him inside where the owner dug out some anti septic, and gauze for the wound.

After resting for a few minutes Andy seemed to be able to see, move and breath ok again, and they could feel a 3rd pressure in the mind, a disconnected sence of general disorientation. Oh wow. They could both feel the edge of a mind outside of their own. Their view suddenly went all hazy.
They blinked and found they were both back in the lab in the present day. They both had splitting headaches. Chloe was half drapped over his knees on the chair. From the wrong angle it might have looked like they were doing something naughty.


Chapter 8
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Rubbing their temples they both got up and checked the readouts. They had been under for an hour. They stopped the camera and rolled it back. Lucky the lab door was closed, they were both droning on in a wierd monotone talking to each other and saying all sorts of odd innermost thoughts that should probably not be spoken out loud during most of the later part of the tape where they were trying to keep past Andy from falling asleep.

Breaking the silence, Chloe asked, "so what happened next?"

Looking at her, and thinking back.. he answered, "After that I sort of snapped back into awareness and stood up much to everyones amusement, they had to sit me back down and explain i had hurt myself and was found by the boys. When it first happened I had no memory between sliding down the bank and standing up in the homestead, although now I seem to be able to remember everything in the missing hour. The boys said I was muttering all sorts of outlandish things on the walk back.

Their headaches fading they sat down and documented what they could, in particular the shared projection into the past. Andy feeling on edge, decided to finish early and return home for a rest. He had too many new memories to sort through in his head. Chloe found herself once again alone with the machine. She looked at it and the control panel and considered it. She decided she needed a snack.

An hour later, now fed she knew what she needed. A timer switch or remote of some sort. If she wanted to run a few tests on herself she needed a way to start the machine when she was already seated in it. She pulled the panel open and poked about inside. A simple switch piggybacked on the normal activation key should work. She poked around the electronic supplies and found some wire, a connector, socket and a microswitch. She wired them all up, and making a hole added the socket to the side of the control panel, wiring it to the contacts inside. Then she made a long enough lead and attached the microswitch and connector to it as neatly as she could. She pluged it in and setting neutral values tapped the button on the wire. The console light flashed. It worked. She ran the wire over and tucked it in reach next to the seat.

Pulling up her calculations she picked a few settings that should make a good test then sat in the machine and tested them. She made a series of small 5 second jumps mostly to calibrate. The jumps all went well. Next she tried a longer jump to a random day in her childhood to confirm the time scale was accurate. She sat back in the machine and hit the button. Wooh, head spin.

She was a child again, sitting in a sandpit at school, some other girls were playing nearby too. She had just made a pretty fancy sand sculpture by all appearances. Her underwear felt wet, she was having trouble holding her bladder. She hadn't wanted to run to the bathroom and abandon the sculpture - because she knew it would be destroyed when she got back. She had no real friends, the bladder issue happened frequently and kids made fun. A boy who regularly picked on her, and likely would have been the one who destroyed it walked up and leered at her. He was looking up her dress. She lent forward protectively over her sculpture. The boy looked at one of the other girls - Veronica, then catching her eye, pointed at Chloe. He always seemed to want Veronica watching when he picked on Chloe. His bullying was a regular thing. The boy started chanting "Pissy Pants Chloe playing in the dirt, like a baby!" laughing he stepped forward and kicked the sculpture as Veronica watched. Chloe was crying now and distressed no longer cared about her bladder anymore. The boy could see her underwear getting wetter and laughed, changing his chant to "pissy pants pissy pants". Chloe was loudly sobbing now when her view spun.. and Chloe was back in the lab again. Her face was wet with tears.

Looking up in alarm, Andy was back in the lab at the console with an angry look on his face. Chloe stuttered, "I was doing some calibrations.. i hope thats all right.."

Andy nodded, "I know. Its fine, I've seen your notes in the appendix, I just came back to grab my notes. Stay there, I think we need to make one little adjustment here.. time for some interactive mode" Chloe looked at Andy purplexed then her world spun again. "...pissy pants pissy pant" the boy was still chanting. Chloe was sobbing loudly now. "Why had he..", she stopped that thought as her younger self spoke it out loud. Hearing her speak and thinking she was talking to him the bully laughed and chanted some more. Chloe felt an odd weight in her head. The bully stuttered a moment. Something wierd had happened to Chloe's eyes. The colour had shifted through several imposible shades for a moment, and although she was still sobbing there was a really unnerving glare quality to them now locked right at him. His chanting now had an unsure tone to it.

For Chloe an odd thought not her own was also spoken out loud, "let me just fix that for you.." The bully went silent and looked confused, "Fix what?" Andy who had stepped into the machine with Chloe, had taken control and launched her younger self forward fist first at the bully. Hitting him brutally hard in the stomach, then Chloe's body dropped down to the ground again on her knees in the sand. Once again the reflexes in the younger self was super charged and for the Bully all he or anyone watching saw was a momentary blur and he found himself thrown backwards to the other side of the sandpit, gasping for air. Having no idea what had just happened, he was confused and staggered off, trying to cry but unable to get a breath he just sort of made a gagging sound as he stumbled away winded.

Chloe looked on stunned through her younger self's eyes. Then as a confused Veronica watched - Chloe said the strangest thing, "Wow colours really are vibrant for you..." then Chloe crumpled in a heap in the sand and fainted. Veronica ran over to her in concern and sat her head on her knee, calling out "Help, something is wrong with Chloe!" a few kids ran to get a teacher.

In the past a few minute later younger Chloe woke up in the sick bay with a worried teacher shouting angrily in a phone about some boy kicking Chloe so hard he knocked her out, demanding to know where the school nurse was. Veronica was sitting with Chloe holding her hand looking at her with a worried look. They had been friends from that moment on. The bully never went near Chloe again either, and most of the others followed suit.

Chloe found herself back in the lab again, her memory of that day fresh in her mind.. with a few new details. "Wooh", she said to nobody in particular. Looking down she realized Andy was half folded over her legs awkwardly looking sideways at her sheepishly. When he had entered the field he had fallen haphazardly. Getting up groggily he just rubbed his temple, stepped to the camera to stop it, then grabbed his notes. He walked to the door and paused. Talking over his shoulder he said, "I had to deal with bullys too. That was usually effective... your welcome by the way. Don't work too late." he left the room and turned down the hall out of sight. Chloe blinked awkwardly and got up from the chair, flustered she adjusted her coat and hair. Did Andy just.. oh gosh.. in her body he would have felt her wet underwear too. He fanned her face and checked the machine readouts.



Chapter 9
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Satisfied with the unexpected results, and all her needed calulations complete she took a break. It was late afternoon now so she decided to have an early dinner to go over her figures. As she was chewing on her pen, she felt dizzy for a moment. When her head cleared she noticed a smily face had been drawn on her pad. Not just any, her own special version- a kitty face, with a time next to it, 7pm. She looked at the clock. 5pm. Well I guess that test will go well then, putting her notepad down, certain the figures were all correct now. She frowned. Her iced chai was empty too. Cheeky me. She licked her lips. She could sort of taste it. It probably tasted ok. I guess she will find out in an hour.

She spent 30 minutes finishing the rest of her meal, and went back to her room to freshen up and change her pad. Her pants felt like they had a weight in them.. probably the chai making a return. 6:30pm now. She returned to the lab, and wrote up the earlier test results. Now almost 7pm she calculated the settings needed for a short duration 2 hour interactive jump. Iced Chai here i come.

She sat down took a breath and hit the button. She was slumped slightly over the table with a pen in her teeth. She corrected her psoture, and pulled the pen out. Smiling she reached for the iced chai and sipped it until it was empty. It had tasted nice. She drew a smily face cat, and 7pm on her pad and returned the pen to her teeth. The world swam and she was sitting in the lab again. Now she knew what settings to use next.

She moved the chair out of the way and adjusted the camera down. Then she entered her settings, flicked the toggle switch inside to position 3 and sat on the floor. Holding her breath she hit the button. Her world swam and squirmed like a hundred ants under her skin, so she closed her eyes. Then silence. She opened them. She was sitting alone on her bed naked, although there was a shape in the sheets like someone had been under them a moment ago. Oh shit. I should have expected that. Looking down she noted a dark stain spreading on the sheet between her legs, then the world crawled under her skin again and she found herself sitting in the lab again. On her clothes. She was naked here too. Woops! Her ass felt wet. The stain had also come back with her leaving a wierd paint splatter pattern with a fabric texture on the ground the shape of the stain on the bed. Some of it had soaked into her clothes. Yikes. She looked up and remembered the camera was recording all this, and her face went crimson. She quickly dug out her underwear and lab clothes and put them on again, not worrying about the wet patches. She grabbed some paper towel and soaked up any random pattern left from the liquid on the ground that had not soaked into her clothes.

Even with the unexpected nude scene, the footage was still scientifically important she realized. She checked what had been recorded. This is a good quality camera, i look kinda hot, she thought. She confirmed that the strange textile splatter pattern was clear in the footage. The fact nothing remained in the past was interesting, so she reluctantly saved even her nude footage on the server as evidence to back up her findings.

Hopping up she turned the camera off, and wrote a detailed report on her settings and results, before adding it to her previous summary in the research folder.

Leaving the toggle in position 3. She calculated one more jump. Writing the name of the university in perminent marker she hung it on the machine at eye level, and ran over to the console, and after a quick calculation entered a setting. Pulling the chair back she sat in it and made sure she was facing the bit of paper. She hit the button. The ants feeling took longer this time. She closed her eyes.



Chapter 10
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She blinked. She was years in the past at her house in Carrum looking at dozens of university fliers, naked.. woops. Her past self clothes crumpled under her. She smiled, and quickly dug out the appropriate flier matching the university she now worked at and put it on top. Also on her desk was a cheque. Her eyes going wide in recognition she flipped it over. On the back was a note from her grandmother, "You told me to remind you after highschool for some reason, you picked my winning numbers. How could I forget?" Under that was a set of lotto numbers, and a date and time 15 years ago. She had forgotten all about that. She read out the numbers and date and tried to memorise them. The ants crawled into her head again and she was back in the lab.

She jumped up and put her clothes on again quickly as she went over her memorys back when she had just finished highschool, and had not chosen a university yet..
Chloe had just graduated highschool. Her grandmother had handed her a cheque with an absurd number on it, and told her to pick any university she wanted. She also turned it over to show a message on the back of the cheque. Her grandmother smiled, and said, "i could never spend that much money.. and figured you deserved at least half since you chose the winning numbers when you were 4." Chloe hugged her in shock. A week later Chloe was sitting at her desk trying to decide where she wanted to go, when she had the strangest feeling. Her vision swam and her head tickled. Blinking she found herself sitting naked on a chair in a strange machine. In front of her, in big black letters hung a bit of paper with a university name on it, in her hand writing. She reached up and grabbed it to examine. It felt real enough. Her ass felt damp, she was sitting on wet clothes. She looked around. Some sort of lab. On the desk in front of her was a research folder titled temporal displacement experiment, co signed by someone Called Professor Mallard, Andy something, the surname was obscured by a pen, and her own name. She leant forward to move the pen out the way when she felt like something was crawling in her head and she found herself sitting at her desk. That was odd. On top of her pile of university fliers was one matching that name on the paper she thought she had hallucinated. Ok.. That one then. Then realizing she was naked gasped and jumped up to started pulling her clothes on again.

Well that memory now made a lot more sense mused Chloe.

In the Lab Chloe grabbed her pen and note pad, jotting down the numbers and the date she remembered. That date was when she was 4. Her grandmother had mentioned.. yes the cheque. She went pale. Did she really misuse a time machine to give her grandmother winning lotto numbers? It didn't make sense. Her grandmother had died two years after Chloe enrolled in university. The thought had never occured to her to misuse time travel like that, yet now it appeared it had already happened. Feeling some trepidation she again memorised the numbers, toggled her swtich back to position 1, then did the necessary calculations for an interactive projection. Moving to the machine she hit the button.

She woke up to find herself in wet shorts sitting outside in the dirt on a sunny day. She was 4. She was sitting in a small.. expanding mud puddle. Going red when she realised what was causing it she looked around. Yikes who turned up the accelleration. Every movement was twice as fast as it should be. She looked at what she was doing in the dirt. She was writing in it. When she read the message her eyes went wide in shock. "My multiverse sucked. Enjoy yours. PS dont change the time frequency resister value. EVER. It's one way." She jumped up scuffing dirt and a little mud over the message in the process and backed away from it.

She turned to find a much younger version of her grandmother sitting on a lawn chair looking indecisive. She ran over and found her looking at a partially filled out lotto ticket. Her grandmother looked up, "Hi sweety.. want to pick some numbers for me?" Chloe nodded mutely. Her grandmother patted her knee to invite her to sit there. Going red, Chloe looked down as a bit of muddy liquid rolled down her leg. Her grandmother smiled and said, "Dont worry about it". Chloe climbed on her knee leaving a muddy smear and her grandmother handed her the ticket and a pencil. Being as careful as she could she painfully slowly circled the numbers she had memorised. Then remembering the other message whispered to grandmother, "After you win, Don't forget to remind me about this when i graduate highschool nanny." Her grandmother gave her a bemused look, "After I win? You seem pretty sure." Chloe just nodded, then to her grandmothers horror fainted in her arms.


Chapter 11
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Blinking Chloe stepped out of the machine, there was tears in her eyes and she was shaking. She missed her nanny, but a more pressing worry was making her shake. She went to the table and scanned over the research notes. There was a note in one section about adding a control for one of the values in a later revision. The value related to the oscillator of the setting that they had found could set the length of time. She crossed it out and initialed it. Then wrote a skull and crossbone in red pen next to it to emphasise the recommendation.

But curiosity got the better of her, and she attached some wire clips and a small resistor. Starting the camera again, She set the machine for a 5 second jump to the past, and put a mouse in. She activated it. The mouse keeled over, and appeared to stop breathing a moment, then groggily recovered. She set the switch to position 2, and activated it again. The lights in the room dulled and flickered. The mouse collapsed in on itself, and another appeared it its place, it squeaked once in distress, and its body started to simply fade, becoming smokey and transculent, the ghostly mouse twitched a few times then finally evaporated and simply vanished. Her face went pale. With concern she moved the switch to position 3. Then put in another mouse. She pressed the button. The lights in the room flickered and almost went out. This mouse too collapsed in on itself and vanished, but a moment later 27 identical living mice down to their size and markings appeared in different places facing random directions in the cage. Then all the lights in the room lit up again, and got brighter until several of them popped and went out. She jumped back in shock, then ran to the console and ripped out the wire clips and resistor. Finally she toggled her switch to position 1 and closed it. She drew two more red circles around the skull and crossbone, and penciled in a reference to the next free appendix number. She wrote what she had just seen on a page marked with the new appendix number. She also moved the 27 mice into a spare cage and labeled it, wrote that in the appendix too. Then as an after thought she took a digital photo of them, printed a copy and clipped that in the appendix too. This was one experiment not being done on humans. EVER.

She now had enough data to make some summaries about the capabilites of the machine. She wrote a quick appendix including her toggle switch modification behavior along with the other details she had observed or concluded about the machine.

Since she had no other experiments to do, and had pretty much cleared her list, she packed up and returned to her room for the night.



Chapter 12
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The next morning Andy arrived in the lab with Chloe not far behind. He looked at the random dead lights with concern. Gesturing to them when Chloe walked in he asked curiously, "Something I should know?" She looked worn out. She put her notes down on the table, sat down and pulled open the folder already there. Flicking through the appendixes, she found what she was looking for, then spun the folder around on the appendix about experiments related to changing the time frequency resister value, and tapped the page. Andy peered at it curiously. It was a new entry since yesterday. As he read down the page his eyes grew wider and wider. He picked up the photo of the mice and looked at it curiously. Then turned and got up to examine the cage pictured. 27 exact twins of the same mouse. Just as the appendix stated. If the conclusions were correct he speculated that in all the infinite alternate realities, at that exact second there must have been 27 different Chloe's doing that same experiment with a setting that specifically referenced their current time line. That either meant there was a lot of alternate realities or not many at all with access to a similar machine. Either idea was unsettling.

"Well lets not try that again. Not sure I could handle 27 identical research assistants, or for that matter you with 27 of me", he suggested.
"No argument from me there.", replied Chloe adding, "..probably dont want to be lost forever adventuring in alternate realities either." "No, probably not.", answered Andy giving her an odd look after her comment, then letting it drop.

Chloe was pretty sure that happened to the version of herself that left the message for her in the dirt when she was 4, but she didn't mention that part. Nor did she mention her passing thought of what she could get up to with 27 versions of herself either - taking a breath to try to clear her head of the perverse thought.

"I'll drop by maintenance when we stop for lunch and get them to replace the lights", thought Andy out loud. Chloe just nodded and checked on the control panel. "Want some coffee, you look tired.", suggested Andy. Chloe concentrating on what she was doing just made some noncomittal grunt in reply. Shrugging, Andy went out to the university canteen to brew some. Returning shortly after he handed Chloe one who accepted it without comment and sipped at it absently.

Siting nursing his cup, Andy poked through the folder on the desk some more. There was a few more appendixes he hadn't seen yet, also dated yesterday. No wonder she looked tired. He read over a few of them, she was quite detailed. Her switch position 3 findings was a surprise. Physical translocation not just mental. He pulled out the experiment capabilites summary to wrap his head around her modification and returned to the appendix he had been already reading. She had done a human trial on herself too using the button she added to activate the machine by herself. He spun around the laptop on the desk and pulled up the media files for the experiments. Skipping ahead, and watching a few of the experiments until he saw the part with Chloe naked. He paused with surprise. She left that in? Talk about commitment to science. Realizing it documented the full jump it made sense. Hard not to show it then. She was pretty hot actually, and well trimmed. There was somethig odd about her clothes too as he skipped past the part she got dressed again, but he ignored that for the moment, and noticed the pattern on the ground she had made a point of discusing. It appeared she was correct, anything including the contents of their bowels or bladder and probably stomach and lungs would return to its original time once the duration timer ran down. But any physical shape the material had would be retained, such as the pattern made by her sheets on the liquid when it soaked into them. That was fine for food still in the body, but could get messy if not. Imagine someone was in the past long enough for several toilet breaks. All that would return too.

That also meant he realised it could be dangerous to stay physically in the past too long. If you breathed too much air or consumed too much food or drink and remained long enough for the body to metabolise it, when you returned your body could go into toxic shock from a sudden lack of oxygen, a diabetic coma from the sudden loss of sugar, massive dehydration or worse. Not to mention leave whatever had been removed on the ground afterwards as evidence when they departed. The opposite way around was less problematic, because they were limited to the boundries of the machine, the swap would probably include a small amount of air with the jump, basically a bubble of the past and anything that left the machine would automatically jump back anyway.

It might be a good idea to create an airlock chamber or room around it as a safety precaution at some point to minimise interaction with the present. It was also worth noting that long duration physical jumps would also leave very specific evidence. If the machine was ever misused it might be possible to detect the fact by looking for specific things left behind or testing suspects for certain types of physical cellular damage to their body. He added extra warnings to the appendix regarding issues physically visiting the past not being only limited to clothes and inanimate objects. Chloe had actually been very lucky, purely by chance she had kept jumps short, too long an experiment could have put her in a coma.

Andy did some rough calculations based on his understanding of metabolism. A general rule of thumb would be to limit a physical jump to about the maximum amount of time a human could hold their breath plus the amount of time the brain could survive with little or no oxygen. The effect would be offset slightly since a jump would also eliminate carbon dioxide too, meaning he could use the maximum human average on holding breath in his estimate. The figure he arrived at was about 14 minutes, maybe 20 if the subject could hold their breath a while before breathing air in the past. They would probably faint and wake up with a splitting headache when they returned but survive.

Since there seemed to be little to no advantage to jumping physically he could immediately think of, since they could more safely use a mind only jump for the same result with no time limit at all - 20 minutes seemed like forever if you didn't need it. Not to mention a much older version of someone suddenly appearing in the past could be witnessed and cause problems. It might be useful for sending information to someone in the past however, but given the machines stubborn tendancy not to allow them to do anything that actually appeared to change the past the point seemed moot, since changing something appeared to trap the subject in the newly created timeline and be unable to return. The changes they thought they had done appeared to have always been fated to happen in their timeline to begin with. The idea made his head hurt.

He wondered what would happen if you tried to translocate someones remains after they died, assuming you could find a safe way to lock onto them in the past, and bring their living past self to the present; but he couldn't think of any ethical way to test it. Pity, a few words with Einstein or Nikola Tesla might have been interesting. But the possibility existed. He added it as a footnote.


Chapter 13
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Scanning over all their findings so far he realised this machine could be very dangerous in the hands of the wrong person. An Authoritarian government for example. Even more so if they misused it to get rid of people from the timeline.

"Chloe, I am starting to think we really should have stronger security around this machine.. the possibility for misuse is too high"
Between the seriousness of the comment and the coffee, Chloe was unable to ignore that statement and looked up from the machine at Andy. Thinking it over she found she agreed. So far things had worked out well enough, but an alternate version of herself had already misused the machine to create this timeline to begin with. Taking a breath she said, "Definately, any suggestions there?" Andy thought it over, taking some more sips of coffee. Then spoke, "Well it might be an idea to start locking this lab. We should probably change the locks to limit it to us. The mice we can move into the lab next door, so the campus staff can keep looking after them without coming in here, although those duplicates might cause some gossip." He stopped to take another sip. "It was a low priority, I was thinking we should build an airlock around the machine if we plan on doing any more physical translocations, but even if we don't the added security to the machine itself might be wise."

Chloe nodded in agreement. After a long sip of her own coffee adding, "We might be able to explain the mice, they were doing genetics in there last year. We could just say they are left over from that. Also we probably want to secure our media server more too, and the physical paper copy we usually leave here on the desk. Not to mention the footage from my earlier test - For the sake of science I am no prude about my body, I don't mind it being seen for that - but it might get popular for the wrong reasons and give us unwanted attention if it got out in public." She realized she really didn't mind if Andy in particular saw it either, hiding her blush by turning to pretend to adjust her footwear. Sitting up once the burning sensation in her cheeks subsided.

Andy hadn't noticed, although the way Chloe turned made her hips stick out.. ones he had now seen naked from the experiment footage, and he had to hide a blush of his own as his imagination ran away with it for a moment. Concentrating on his coffee, Andy finished it, warming his hands on the cup a moment.
Putting the empty cup down to speak again, "Ok we can just put the media server into an offline network in here. I will arrange some new locks, and see if we can get the trade school department to help us build some secure airlock test chamber around the machine emitters. We have enough parts in here to build an electronic keycard lock too." Chloe considered his words and added, "Can we maybe build a faraday cage into it as well? It might stop it messing with the lights in the building as much." "Good idea", agreed Andy.

He looked over the appendix of notes they had about the machine again. "Looks like we should probably have padding on the inside, since any subject goes limp when we activate it. May prevent an injury." Chloe nodded, "How about some sort of drain or collector under it to catch anything brought back if we do any translocation experiments." Andy nodded, "We should also probably have the chamber door lock automatically while the machine is active too, at least with your switch in position 2 or 3 anyway, to prevent translocated subjects trying to exit the energy field while active.

Chloe frowned at that, thinking. "Then the control station should be inside where the operator can access the test field in an emergency, maybe behind a door that locks on the inside to keep subjects out of there too." she said finally. Andy nodded and added that to their list.

Putting off further experiments they carefully relocated all the animal cages into the currently vacant lab next door, and let the staff who looked after them know. Then they spent the next two weeks writing emails and making calls to make arrangements for the test chamber to be built.

A few weeks later it was all ready, and they came in early to spent most of the morning drinking coffee and running tests. By this point they both had a pretty unforgiving caffine addiction. They had tested the card key on the chamber door, and installed the control console inside the inner airlock to keep it out of the projection field. The door between the inner airlock and the test chamber had a simple latch that could be secured to keep things in the test chamber but if needed could be released with a bit of effort if you knew how it worked. It all checked out.

Andy stretched. It was now mid morning. Yawning he announced, "After all that coffee I badly need the bathroom, how about we take a break to freshen up?" Chloe who was busy fussing over some notes replied offhand, "No I am fine, although I might get some morning tea after i finish here, you want me to get you anything?" Standing at the door, Andy replied slightly confused, "Grab me some donuts maybe?" "Will do.", answered Chloe. "You sure you dont need to go?", he asked once again. She HAD drank as much as he had. "No, all good here." Chloe answered again. Andy shrugged and headed down the hallway to the bathroom.

He was slightly purplexed. He didn't exactly have a carbon steel bladder, but it wasn't weak either, and even he was walking funny by that point in the morning. Come to think of it in all the weeks they worked in the lab together, he couldn't remember her taking a single toilet break. Which considering they worked most of the day stood out. He thought back to her academic record from the job interview. He could see why someone would make a point to mention it now. He thought back to the footage from her translocation experiment. Well she certainly looked all girl in the right places, and during the experiment her bladder had ran away from her which had been specifically discussed in her notes because of it retaining an impression of her bedsheets when it translocated back again. That and the bully incident. So he knew she had a weak bladder. He recalled in the footage something odd about her clothes. He considered looking over the footage again. Andy cursed, all these thoughts of Chloe naked and her accident had caused a stiff problem to come up as he tried to use the urinal. He tried to clear his mind until the problem went away and he could actually relieve himself. It took longer than he would have liked to get her out of his head, because he came to realize he didn't want to stop thinking about it.


Chapter 14
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Chloe had finished what she was writing, and was now heading to the campus canteen. She managed to grab some of the last donuts, and grabbed two more cups of coffee to go with them for morning tea. As she walked back she squirmed a little. She didn't usually drink this much coffee her underwear elastic was sitting particularly heavily on her waist and quite uncomfortable. She cringed as she sat back down in the lab and felt cold pressure against her. Definately overdid it she thought.

Ignoring it, she grabbed the notes for todays experiment, they were shooting for a few years back but not as far as the previous tests. The event they were looking for was at a beach. The date range was pretty open ended, about 3 years. But the notes specified he had only been to a beach once during that period and had spent a few hours there so it should be an interesting exercise in conducting a search. Taking a sip of her coffee and a bite from a donut, she considered the problem. The notes suggested it was summer as the weather was warm, but the beach was not crowded so it wasn't during a holiday period or outside of school hours yet.

That narrowed it to a few dozen weeks in the three year search period, and if she looked up weather reports she could discard days with poor weather too. That left her with a handful of days to work with surprisingly. She noted with amusement the dates. Some were days she would had gone to the beach herself. Great minds think alike she chuckled.

Andy having finally managed to take care of business finally returned from the bathroom, "Ah you found donuts, but you started morning tea without me?"
Faking indignation, he grabbed the other cup and dipped a donut in it. Chloe rolled her eyes at his poor acting. After a mouthful, Andy asked, "How are we doing?" Chloe showed him the list of dates, less than nine days. "If I could have the location I could probably cut that list down more by comparing the weather at that location.", She answered. "Oh, I thought I had. Not that it mattered before now, since the quantum lock is not restricted by distance. But I can see how it might be useful here. It was at a pier near.. uuuh what was it called. Seaford."

She went pale, she knew the pier. Something had even happened there that had inspired her to go to university in the first place, which made it seem all the more surreal. Finding it on the map she looked up historical weather and information there during the dates she had found. One date there had been a king tide, beach would have been under water. Another date matched up with a local festival, it wouldn't have been quiet. Although it had been warm most of the other days, there had been a passing rainstorm in the area for one, and high wind warnings on another. That left five days. One of those the pier closed for repairs. The list was now only four entries long. Unsure if she had been at that pier herself on those dates her heart skipped a beat. How wierd would that be.

She passed the final list to Andy. He was impressed. From a vague description of an event and location they had arrived at only four final dates to check. Andy trying to not seem entirely redundant added, "it took over an hour to drive there.. and back then i slept in a lot - so it would have been afternoon too, probably after lunch" That narrowed their search parameter from three entire years, to about 12 hours. Realistically given he had spent over an hour at the beach on only one of those dates, they could simply break it down to about four jumps and see if he was at a beach. Not difficult at all.

They finished their coffees and donuts. Chloe went over to the control console to calculate the four jumps all at around 2pm. She adjusted her heavy feeling underwear again under her labcoat with annoyance. Andy tidied up the folder, added some notes to todays experiment paperwork then. Noticing Chloe fussing with the back of her labcoat he again became curious. While she was occupied he quickly pulled up Chloes translocation footage. He watched the part she got dressed again carefully, again noticing something odd about her underwear. Pausing it he set it full screen. Ah they looked oddly heavy and bulky. Advancing a few more seconds he could see something stuck to the inside of the underwear. Oh a pad of some sort. Pretty big compared to her thin body frame, and dwarfing her tiny underwear. Well that might explain it he thought. Probably an incontenance pad. He let the issue drop. He closed the file and got up. Waving his key card he pulled open the outer door. Chloe waved him past her and held the inner door open for him. He went in to sit down on the chair in the test chamber. "Ready?", she asked. "Ready!", he answered. She activated the first jump.


Chapter 15
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Andy found himself in the past sitting at home watching TV. Not the beach he observed. His view warped and he was back in the test chamber. "One down, Three to go!", announced Chloe cheerfully. She activated it again. Andy's view warped slightly and he found himself carrying a computer into a room. Nope that was at work. Another flash and Andy was back in the test chamber. "Two down, two to go!", announced Chloe. Clearly enjoying the sound of her voice over the mic to the test chamber.

His view went odd again and he was standing in a carpark, he could smell salt. Someone was talking, "... I dunno, he messaged he cant make it. Now he wont answer the phone." It was Sean speaking. Andy shook his head, "what a waste of a drive. Oh well, wanna go check out the beach while we are here?" Sean frowned, but Brett jumped in, "ye, maybe we can spot some glamours.." Sean rolled his eyes and answered, "there is no holidays today, they would all be at work or school you numnut" Andy looked at the pair with confusion, "What is the heck is a glamour?" Brett answered, "you know hot girls home to visit their family?" Sean rolled his eyes again. Brett jumped out the car and stomped off, "Come on guys.. " Shrugging Sean put his wallet and phone in the glovebox, along with Andy's wallet, who locked it - got out, locked the car and followed.

There was hardly any wind, and it was quite warm. Except for a middle eastern couple pushing a kid in a pram the beach was pretty empty. A hundred metres further along was a wooden pier. Andy who was quite warm shrugged and strode into the water line. In the heat he would soon dry anyway. The water was slightly warm, but cooler than the air. Brett mocked him, "No man, Saltwater will ruin your fancy rip curl shirt" Andy just gave him an annoyed look and went deeper until the water was up to his waist. "Rip Curl is made for the beach you idiot", thought Andy... his view went funny and he was back in the test chamber.

"Sounds like we found the right day, should I keep it going there or skip ahead?", asked Chloe. Andy shrugged, "As I recall we sort of wandered up the beach to the Pier, and were about to turn back when the other boys noticed some girls playing around on the other side." Chloe suggested, "so.. let it run then?" Andy nodded. Chloe hit the button and Andy found himself in the water again, a few metres further along. Sean and Brett were talking to each other. Andy exited the water as he got close to the Pier, the water had mud in it under there.

Brett and Sean both sat down in a sand dune near the path up to the pier and sat there watching the water. Andy approached them and stood there dripping as the sun dried his clothes surprisingly quickly. Sean was speaking, "I dunno, we should probably toss it in and go home." Brett grumbled, "come on man, has to be some beach chickys here somewhere, I got a serious case of blue balls" Andy didn't mind sticking around the beach, but since he was the one driving he had little say in the matter if the guys really decided to go home. "Come on.. I think I can hear some girls..", insisted Brett. Jumping up and walking up the path to look on top of the pier. The three boys went up the ramp and looked. Nothing, just some fisherman at the end. They turned and looked back down the path towards another carpark. There was some kids hanging around a shop near the road. They turned to walk back down and noticed a bag with some towels sitting on the path on the other side hanging off a wood sleeper holding the sand back from the path.

"Whats that?" Brett pointed. Sean walked down to look and noticed footsteps leading from the bag. "Someones beach shit", Sean muttered. Brett got excited, "I hear girls voices, come on.." he ran down the path back to the beach on the other side of the Pier. On the other side previously obscured by the pier was three girls jumping about in the water in time with the small waves lapping at their knees and splashing each other every now and again triggering rounds of squeals and laughter.

Two girls were blonde, one was brown haired. One Blonde girl had purple shorts and a bikini top with some sort of floral design, the other a small two piece brown bikini with a gold pattern trim. The brown haired girl was wearing a cute neon pink stretch bikini bra, and a white pleated mini skirt that reached about halfway between the top of her hip and knees.

The blonde in brown, ran at the blonde in purple kicking water at her. Squealing, the one in purple called out to the Brown haired girl, "Hey help me get Veronica back!" the brown haired girl in the skirt splashed water at her with her hand. Veronica in the brown laughed and dunked Megan down in the water. "Hey no fair" squealed Megan.

Brett on the beach called at them, "Hey ladies, whatcha doing" rolling his words in his annoying way that usually made most girls cream their knickers. Sean joined in too, "whatsup girls.." using his most blokey sounding tone. Both both of them were grinning and making come here gestures at the girls. Andy standing to the side a bit took a step back making eye contact with the brunette, rolling his eyes he shrugging boredly and gave the boys a side glance breaking the eye contact. The Brunette just shrugged and turned her back at the boys. Megan and Veronica were still splashing at each other grinning, glancing between each other and the boys. They looked over at the brown haired girl and Megan yelped. Veronica squealed "Ew Lo Lo again? ok we can take a hint." Laughing good naturedly as they splashed out the water the two blondes left the brunette in the water and went over to investigate the boys. The four of them moving over under the pylons of the pier for some shade and privacy.

Back in the lab Chloe had gone very pale.

The brunette watched them leave with a smirk on her face, and a red flush on her cheeks. With nobody paying her any attention she turned to face out to sea where she sort of slowly walked around letting the waves crash over her knees slowly dragging a hand in the water behind her, splashing the water every now and again. Andy wondered what she was doing, and moved up the sand a little closer to the water to see. She just seemed to be enjoying herself alone in the water. But then he realised there was something dripping into the water from under her dress. Her dress for the most part was still dry except for the wet spots along the hem from the splashing earlier, so it wasn't like enough water had splashed on it to drip off again. Finally realising she was peeing in the water he laughed. To him it looked adorable, unlike her friends who seemed to be used to it but pretended it bothered them. Standing alone in the water like that splashing around without a care in the world, it seemed like the most natural thing in the world for her to do.

Kicking off his footwear, Andy carefully walked into the water to stand beside her. Jumping a little as the waves wet his shorts again. When she noticed him she stopped walking around and stopped to look at him curiously. Although she kept swinging her hips a little in the water with each wave that passed over her legs, and splashing a hand back and forth in the water in front of her like she was trying to sho away fish. She had the most amazing green eyes. His heart racing, he took a breath to get up the courage to speak, mostly because of what she was up to in the water.. Andy nodded at her, "Hi.. I'm Andy". Gesturing in the direction her friends had gone he added, "Those guys are my friends Brett and Sean. Ignore them. This a regular thing for you?" gesturing around then after looking down a moment, moving his hand to splash water at the hand she had in the water between her legs. Hoping beyond hope she understood the double meaning.

In the back of his mind, Andy from the future was watching the events unfold with increasing shock. This girl from the past looked familiar. Real familiar.

He realised then she at least partially understood his gesture, the red flush on her cheek blooming even redder now in a blush. She had simply been slightly flushed with excitement before. He realised she had actually been quite enjoying herself as she peed herself in the water. He had interrupted her guilty pleasure. The change in color was significant. Her eyes sparkled a little with curiosity, a little longing and a lot of worry now that she had been caught. Afraid to scare her off, Andy did what felt like the most brave thing he had ever done in his life. Trying not to make any strange expressions he looked down at the drips falling between her legs in the water, then back up and made direct eye contact with her. Their eyes now locked he tried to reassure her he was not offended by what she was doing by admitting to her his biggest secret, "That's kinda hot.." He could feel himself blushing now, and his heart was racing so fast he felt short of breath waiting for her reaction. The pupils in her eyes went so wide she had to start blinking. Then she broke eye contact and smiled, shrugged and started twisting her hips back and forth in the water shyly. Looking at him sideways, she nerviously put a finger to her mouth and bit it. She also didn't stop dripping.

Back in the lab Chloe was losing her mind. "oh my god oh my god..." she started twisting the controls.

Andy fought the urge to run away, and instead took a nervious breath and reached for her chin, moving it so she was making eye contact again. Her pupils were still wide, and he could see her searching his face with her eyes. Given how much his own eyes hurt he suspected his own eyes were in much the same condition. Her eyes sparkled so much. Moving from her chin he took the hand from her mouth and gently moved it down to the water again between them holding each others hand. He realised both their joined hands were now sitting just between her legs now.. as he could feel warm drips falling on them. So could she. "Oh god." he thought his breath starting to pant a little to keep up with his racing heart. He could feel something in his pants reacting to the warm feeling running down his hand too. Resisting the urge to look down and do something inappropraite in public with his hand on her he kept up the eye contact instead.

Back in the lab Chloe had finally snapped. She actually yelled out the unspoken thought from the girls perspective. "At that point she would have let you do it too Andy and more." She forgot the mic was still on. The words echoing in the test chamber around Andy. In some recess of his mind Andy heard her say it and thought he had somehow heard the girl in front of him think it. That wasn't far from the truth.

Taking an unsteady breath, Andy again indroduced himself, "Hi, I'm Andy, what's your name?" She smiled, then shaking their mutually soiled hands in the water in a mock handshake replied, "Hi Andy, I'm Chloe, nice to meet you." Then without warning she took a step forward crushing their hands between them and gently kissed him once. Admiring his eyes from up close afterwards. His hand was pressed against her wet labia, the front of her skirt there going wet. He could feel the warmth of her pee running down his hand, and even more warmth from her vagina. She could also feel how hard he was and pressed where he was it suddenly got a lot harder. Her eyes going wider with wonder she removed her hand and pulled him to her so she could feel it against her body. Then she kissed him again, slower, grinding her hips a little at him. Before disengaging. "really nice to meet you", she added.

In the back of his mind Andy from the future was in shock. "No way."

The pair of them sort of walked hand in hand along the edge of the water for a while watching the larger waves break in the distance.

Andy didn't know it but this was unusually bold for her. But Chloe knew. That girl in the past was still a virgin. She had never held hands or even dated anyone before let alone kissed anyone because her weak bladder put them all off. This had been the first boy that found her hot exactly how she was. This had also been her first kiss. She had to act. She felt like she would literally explode if she didn't. Everything leading up to this point suddenly fell into place. That sneaky girl. That version of her from another universe. She had known. She had regrets. She made a universe where she had her happily ever after. She hit a button.


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Andys view went all warped and he found himself sitting in the test chamber with a massive boner. He sat there disoriented for a moment as his heart calmed down. Chloe literally yelled into the mic, "Tell her!" Andy looked at her in confusion, "Tell her what?" Chloe replied, "everything, the truth, trust me" Andy was about to protest when Chloe having already reset the controls she hit the button again. Andy's world spun.

Chloe was standing right where he left her, looking at him with wonder, her eyes sparkling up a storm at him. He stumbled as his future self locked in again. Chloe looked at him with concern and caught him, helping him stand. "wooh.." he thought. Then he realised he had said "wooh.." out loud. Oh no. what had Chloe done. He stumbled again. For some reason he was having trouble standing when the waves hit his legs. Feeling dizzy, he held onto Chloe. She started helping him back to the shore. There was a strange rising ringing in his ears. Or rather the thought of one in the back of his mind. That was odd. Then he heard a thought not his own. "Something is wrong, you don't have much time, tell her." back in the lab Chloe was literally screaming at Andy through the mic - the machine was making a horrible sound, and she could see smoke coming out the console.

Startled, Andy could only do one thing. When they got to the edge of the water line, he spoke, "Listen Chloe, I don't think I have much time. This may be hard to believe. This boy likes you a lot. He really does think pee is hot and you too because of it. A decade from now he will still be thinking about you. In a few years the boy you are talking to right now is going to help build a time machine designed by a Professor Mallard. Actually Mallard is probably still a student himself at this date not a Professor yet. But trust me he will. When that happens you need to be there to help him do it." Chloe thought Andy was insane at this point. She started to look worried, should she run away from him?

In the future Chloe thought, oh shit. Abandoning the console she threw open the inner airlock door and crossed into the test chamber. Falling to the floor limp.

In the past Andy suddenly felt a familiar weight in his mind. He heard a voice in his mind, "wow I am hot looking. Let me drive." dropping to his knees in the sand with Chloe still clutching at him. Andy said something even wierder to the Chloe of the past. "hi me.. or rather you, or rather the future you is in this boy too now.. you were talking to the future version of this boy a moment ago.. look I know I didn't beleive you, me ah this is confusing." Younger Chloe answered, "Your confused?" "sorry.. still pretty new to this time travel thing, look as I said I am, or rather you are in here too for a moment.. let me prove Andy here is not crazy.." As Chloe watched, the boy she was worried was going insane before her eyes did the last thing she expected. He drew a smily face in the sand. A cat shaped one. The boy said one more thing to her, "I think we are out of time.. this boy will probably faint shortly, he wont remember this talk, make sure he doesn't drown, and maybe give him something nice to remember when he wakes up.. be patient.. you wont see him again for a few years, but I'll see if I can find a way to..." then as Chloe looked at the cat face in the sand. Her secret cat face. Andy did faint, and heavily.

She held onto him as best she could so he didn't hit his head but ended up getting pulled over too, finishing up sitting on him. She grabbed his head which had fallen sideways into the wet sand and held it up. She could see he wasn't faking it, his eyes were sort of half open and unfocused. From her position she could still feel how hard he was pressed up between her legs. Hard for her. That literally blew her mind. The front hem of her dress and the back of his shorts were wet - some was even sea water in their reclined position. It was like a cheesy romance movie scene. Taking one last look at the cat face; which the water was already erasing, realizing with her wet hem nobody would suspect - she said to herself, "fuck it". She lent in to kiss him. She could feel what little control she had of her bladder slip in this position. She didn't care. She kept kissing him until he woke up and he started returning it with enthusiasm. She kept at it until her bladder ran almost dry, all over him and they were practically fucking on the sand in public.

In the past Andy woke to find himself on his back in the sand. His memory was fuzzy. Any confusion as to how he got there slipped his mind the moment he realised Chloe was sitting on him, kissing him. He started to respond back. He could feel the warm softness between Chloes legs grinding against the hard penis in his shorts as she kissed him. He also noticed the warm softness was a lot warmer than it should be and was spreading all over his penis. Oh god. She was pissing herself while she kissed him. He almost blew a load in his shorts for her as he became MUCH more enthusiastic about the kiss, and started grinding his hips back at her too. She almost creamed her swimsuit in return. Finally the pair of them remembering they were in public managed to wrestle some decorum and got up sheepishly from the sand. Brushing each other down, they looked around. Nobody had seen them luckily. Tho frankly they almost didn't care if they had.

With both of their eyes glittering at each other they moved to sit together on the rocks next to the beach and talk and play with each others hands. She sat facing him. She noticed her skirt rode up, and he could see her pink stretch swimsuit shorts. She knew there was a cameltoe, She let him look at it. She knew there was a wet patch, and knew it was her pee. She could feel that it was still leaking as he watched. She let him watch that too and even tried to push out more for him on purpose. She glanced down and saw a particulaly impressive golden drip run down the rock and evaporate. She flushed red. Not from embarassment but excitement. He saw it fall too. She didn't mind. Because she knew he liked it. The contents of his shorts or the look in his eyes could never lie. They tried to share phone numbers but they were interruped by Megan and Veronica's raised voices. "What sort of girls do you think we are.. you dirty fucks. Leave us alone." that didn't sound good.

Andy was too busy looking into Chloe's eyes to notice, so realizing time was running out she did one more thing for him. She slipped a finger between her legs and moistened it with her pee, then pressed the finger to his lips in a double meaning. Shh this is our secret, and something more naughty to remember her by. Andy half felt the finger on his mouth. He still only had eyes for Chloe to fully realise what she had just done. He licked his lips automatically and as whatever pheremones set off every nerve in his primitive monkey brain olfactory system he automatically kissed the wet finger back, and his eyes glazed over for a moment as the only thing that existed in his entire world was the girl sitting in front of him for a few heartbeats.

The private moment was finally lost as Megan and Veronica stormed over to stand next to Chloe, glaring back at Sean and Brett. Noticing Chloe and the boy making goo goo eyes at each other both girls were lost in a moment of "awwwww" for their friend. She never usually had any luck with romance. But looking up they saw Brett and Sean sizing up Chloe now, and walking towards her with a look of confidence and determination. The boy looking at Chloe adoringly noticed the boys coming too, and made a face of such horror at them it made up Megan and Veronica's mind. Oh no. Lets spare Chloe the ordeal of THOSE two boys.. if even their own friend looked at them like that they were bad news. Sure they were great kissers, but they were getting ahead of themselves when their wandering hands and deceitful mouths tried to convince them to perform oral favours on them both. The audacity of those two. They grabbed Chloe and led her off the beach before Sean and Brett could ruin her romantic moment with some sort of lewd proposition.

In the lab Chloe and Andy came to their senses with abrupt shock. The connection had cut off so suddenly the pair were both confused where and when they were for a moment. The room was full of the smell of burning, so Chloe jumped up and pulled the cables out of the control box, and turned on the air cycling of the airlock to clear the smoke. She returned to the test chamber where Andy was rubbing his head. They both sat there looking at each other quietly for a few minutes as their brains tried to make sense of their new (or renewed) memories and filed everything into the correct chronological order.


Chapter 17
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Andy seemed to recover first. He looked at Chloes name tag. "Chloe" He looked up at her face. Now he knew was that "something" was he had sensed about her. He could still see that girl on the beach in her face. Her body was a little bigger in places, and a little taller in others - but it was her. "It was you all along. How long did you know?", Andy said simply. Chloe nodded, "I wasn't sure myself, I mean I suspected, that last jump had too many cooincidences. When you started describing the same events during your projection that led to me wanting to learn about science in the first place I nearly had a nervious breakdown. I always thought I had imagined the whole thing, or that the boy never really liked me, because I never saw him again. I used to dream about that boy. Such detailed dreams too. When I saw the way you looked at me back then, from inside your own head, and felt your own feelings that was like a bomb going off inside my head." Andy just nodded sadly, "it is a pity we didn't find each other sooner. I had a bunch of really crappy romances after that, that even all combined never really seemed to add up to those 20 minutes on the beach." Chloe had a sad look on her face, "At least you had crappy romances, every guy I tried to date ran the opposite direction when they found out about my bladder problem, my entire romantic life was made up entirely of nothing but dreams about you, it was the only thing that kept me sane. I think if I hadn't met you on the beach and felt that connection I would have probably jumped in front of a bus years ago."

"Did we get all that on camera?", queried Andy. Chloe glanced at the camera. "I doubt it." she pointed. It had smoke drifting out of it, and the SD card drive was a melted mess, "Whatever killed the control panel blew that up too. Lucky we change cards every experiment or we might have lost the rest too." Andy nodded, "This time at least perhaps it is for the better.. a lot of great things can be done with this machine, but I doubt our peers would be sympathetic to us exploring our past love lives with it." Chloe laughed, "even if that love life is what led to the machine existing in the first place?"

Andy shrugged.

Chloe stood a moment longer then remembering something that had been bothering her earlier smiled wickedly at Andy, "Well as long as I work here I wont be needing this anymore.." she started undoing the bottom buttons on her lab coat much to Andys surprise. When she reached about midway up, she pulled the coat open exposing bright blue panties. Then looking at Andy again she glanced around the room and thought better of it, winked at Andy then opened the rest too. With the entire front open Andy could see all she had on under was a white translucent tube top and blue panties. Unusual but logical since the weather was quite hot and those coats were thick. He suspected a few of the female lab workers wore as little or maybe even less. Her breasts looked great, and he could make out her nipples through the thin fabric but apparently that was not why she opened it.

Looking down she pulled the front of her panties down, then remembering one of Andy's childhood memories, she smiled again and pulled it down lower to let him look inside too. She had a small patch of fur at the top but the rest appeared to have been waxed or lasered off. While she held it open she reached inside with the other hand, and pulled out an absolutely soaked to bursting incontinence pad. She let her panty elastic flick shut with a snap, and tossed the pad expertly to a waste paper basket sitting next to the console in the air lock. Almost immediately a dark blue stain flared up at the front of the panty, and grew until a drip fell to the floor. Chloe smiled at Andy, and slowly started doing her buttons up again. Once she was done, she went to blow him a kiss. Then noticing an enormous bulge in his pants gave him a smile instead that lit up her face, and that sparkle he remembered in her eyes came back. She stepped forward, sat on his lap, making sure to rub her wet spot on his bulge and gave him a long kiss. Then she got up and went to the airlock, where she sat down, making sure to sit with her legs wide enough open he could see her wet knickers drop a drip of pee every now and again, and then she pulled open the control panel to start pulling out damaged circuit boards.

Andy stood up and realized if he did up the buttons on his own lab coat it covered up the wet spot she had just made on his pants nicely. "uuuh, Chloe.. as hot as that is, wont that cause a bit of a mess?", asked Andy. She smiled back. "no silly.. don't you remember we installed drainage under this chamber? I could piss on the floor for a week in here and it wouldnt make a mess.. in fact thats exactly what I intend to do from now on." Andy's bulge which had almost relaxed went hard again. He was going to have a hell of a time trying to use the urinal from that moment on. "What about outside?", he asked. Chloe thought it over and grinned some more. "thats hospital grade flooring out there, in a lab. The cleaners here clean every inch three times a week, and the air conditioning keeps the air dry enough drips here or there would be dry within minutes." Andy suggested, "the cafeteria?" Chloe laughed. Then pausing her work, pulled her dripping knickers off and tossed them at Andy's face leaving her naked dripping vagina on display for him to shut him up. The knickers hit him wetly on the mouth leaving a damp patch. He licked his lips. Chloes eyes went foggy with lust for a moment at the sight, but she composed herself enough to answer, "was that suggesting lunch or are you wondering how my leaks will go there too? They have marine carpet squares in there to save on heating and cleaning costs for dropped food and drink. They wash them all in a steam cleaner in the basement every week."

"You really have thought this through a lot..", added Andy. Feeling a little sexy with her pink bits on display Chloe laughed, and said lewdly, "If I promise to sit on your face or anywhere else you want every now and again will you stop asking silly questions? Or do I have to literally sit on your face to cover your mouth right now to silence you?" Andy looked between her legs as another drip casually slipped out and fell to the floor where it sank out of sight through the grating. "Loving your work Chloe." She gave him a wink and kept working, lewdly thrusting her hips at him a bit for the fun of it. Andy realised that wasn't the only thing he loved, and it had probably been that way since that day at the beach.

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"What is the hurry fixing the machine anyway?" he asked, handing her wet panties back. As she slid them back on she commented, "Well I was thinking back to our little conversation with me back at the beach.. with translocation those two tragic lovers might actually get to be actual lovers a few times. Remembering those dreams of mine got me thinking. What if they were not dreams?". She was serious. Andy thought it over, "Is that ethical?" he asked himself out loud. Chloe laughed, and pointed at the page open in the folder in front of her. It was Andys notes about how long a translocated person could remain in the past safely. It was the next item on their list of experiments. He looked at it with confusion, "for those experiments I was thinking of using plants.." Chloe rolled her eyes, and added, "Yes, and after that you will still need to do some human tests yes? Well you know what happens when you translocate? You end up somewhere naked. Which means we will probably need to aim for a time when one or both of us is somewhere private, such as asleep in bed. I simply suggest that the time we choose for that is oh I dunno, say a week from the time we met on the beach... I seem to recall thats when i started having some particularly choice dreams about younger you." Andy pondered the idea.. then pointed out, "The padding on the floor in the test chamber wasn't just to protect us when we go back was it?" Chloe didn't answer, she just smiled and made some notes about parts she needed to fix the scorched board in front of her. Andy looked at her in disbelief, she had literally been 3 steps ahead even before she knew she was doing it.

Come to think of it, he remembered after that day at the beach he was plagued with a series of very satisfying wet dreams about the same time, dreams so good he apparently took off his clothes somehow in his sleep. It was embarassing how much mess got on his sheets over that period.

He queried Chloe about it, "Do you remember any problems with missing bed clothes after your dreams?" Chloe laughed for quite a long time before answering, "Not that I can recall, but then again I always sleep naked so I wouldn't have noticed. It was easier to just toss my sheets in the washing machine to wash and dry each day than buying adult sleep pants every day of my life. You get a really good night sleep naked too, especially in summer. You should try it." Particularly in her bed with her she mused. Although she doubted they would get a good night sleep if they did.

Chloe put the burnt boards down and sighed. She had no idea what did it, but the most damaged part related to the power level in the circuit for configuring setting P. She had adjusted it to handle the load of two projected minds before jumping in with Andy, but it was almost like a 3rd person or some other complex subject had linked in too and overloaded everything. There was also some damage to the F circuit. Then something occured to her. What would happen if someone projected back to a time someone was using the machine to project back. They would effectively piggyback invisibly but it would exponentially increase the power drain. The fact the F circuit was involved made her wonder if that alternate reality version of her was involved, but the machine had started playing up before she joined the projection. Besides if they did; wouldn't their mind be perminently trapped in their timeline, and their original body would die. The implications made her shudder. What was so bad in the other time line she would risk dying to create this one.


Chapter 19
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Andy was sitting in the airlock with her jotting some more notes in the research file, so she discussed her thoughts with him. He wondered where she got the idea, so she had to disclose what had happened to her with her grandmother. That sounds almost sinister he mused. "I wonder if there is any way we can protect our timeline from intrusion from an alternate.. although so far except for the machine being damaged, which is a minor setback at most they dont seem to have done anything malicious. At best it is voyeurism." It was worth being concerned about - after all the ethics of basically using the time machine to give someone winning lotto numbers was questionable, but it had also likely been the genesis event of their current entire timeline.
"Maybe somewhere in another timeline we decided to do an experiment on creating a new timeline, and this little happily ever after result we are living now was the lesser evil of their available options?", proposed Andy. Chloe put the last damaged board down to consider it, "I have no idea, but I got the impression the other me came from a pretty bad version of our world, and created this one as a sort of therapy. I can't see any way we could stop them anyway. Best we could do is run a higher power level all the time and assume we have two stowaways on every jump - so our equipment doesn't explode again." Andy had one last thought, "Wouldn't they be trapped here anyway? What form would that take? Stuck perminently projecting into someones mind passively for eternity?" "Probably, unless they had some sort of portable unit that jumped with them", answered Chloe.

They let the topic drop. Chloe gave Andy a list of parts. Pretty much the entire control box needed replacing. Professor Mallard didn't have any extra prototype boards so they had to make them all again. At least they had the damaged boards to refer to at least. They locked up for the evening and went home. Andy walked Chloe back to her campus room. She trailed dots of pee the entire way. Andy enjoyed every step. She really loved this. It was so liberating not to have to care about her leaking bladder. She also liked that without incontinence pads, she would be less likely to get rashes anymore either. Since his lab was her only work assignment she really had no reason not to go wee wee wee all the way home every day now. If anything her only concern now was making it leak more when he was around. They should get a coffee machine in the lab. Before she went in, she pulled him into a dark doorway pushed his hand into her wet panties and pissed herself on his hand while she kissed him goodnight. She so wanted him to go to bed with her, but they both needed to be up early to start the repairs, and she was pretty sure if he did they would make mistakes from fatigue during the repairs. Mistakes on a time machine were best avoided. Andy agreed, and headed back to his own room, inspecting his wet hand with a giant grin on his face.


Chapter 20
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The next day rolled around and Chloe hopped out of her wet bed. Which wasn't as wet as it normally would be, having drained most of her bladder on the walk home last night. She tossed the sheets in her hybrid wash/drying machine to clean and inspected the plastic on her matress. It seemed fine, her sheets were custom made extra thick so they soaked up most leaks before they became a problem anyway. She wiped the plastic down with some surface spray and a cloth, and put her second sheet set on the bed and made it. She got dressed in her usual top and knickers, looked at her drawer of incontinence pads and laughed and left them there. Looking down there was already a wet spot on her knickers, green ones today. That actually looks pretty hot she thought. Out of character for her she went to the bathroom and sat on the toilet in her green knickers. Then sat back and started rubbing herself through the wet spot. Oh that feels really wicked she thought. She kept going until the green knickers were completely soaked with both pee and she had climaxed in them. That felt really nice she thought. Leaving the sodden knickers on she threw on her lab coat over the top. Perfectly respectable she thought, looking at herself in the mirror. The wet wouldn't show on her labcoat, she had learnt long ago to treat all her coats with a hydrophobic chemical so it never got wet. She had tried the same treatment on some of her skin tight shorts, and it had worked well.. she could piss in them all day and unless someone spotted her dripping the exact moment she did, it left no trace. The trouble is some shorts tended to be firm enough to be water tight and fill with pee after a while. If she sat down too fast it would spray out the elastic. It felt fucking wonderful splashing up against her vagina especially in summer but it was really only handy if she went outside or hiking, in which case why even bother with underwear at all? But that was before Andy. If her ass felt like a waterbed he would probably love the feeling. Hell he would probably want to get in there with her. It was like she had a whole new life now.

She had some breakfast, and made sure to make a larger cup of drink than usual with a wicked grin. She checked the weather report for that day. It was going to be really hot. Any drips would be gone in seconds outside. She opened her door and the air felt hot and clingy already. Closing the door again she quickly removed her top from under the lab coat, and buttoned it up again, then stepped outside again. Perfect. Between the cool wetness of her dripping knickers in the warm air, and the flow of air under her labcoat over her naked breasts she actually felt quite comfortable. She considered wearing no knickers too, stepping in her doorway and pulling them to her knees experimentally, but without the wetness it felt warmer, so she slid her sodden panty back on again, and pushed a little more pee out on purpose to moisten it more.

She headed over to the lab, with all the extra drinks at breakfast she left a long wet pee trail on the ground all the way to the lab - the sun drying it within seconds of passing by. In the hot air, even with all the extra pee filling her bladder and dripping out her underwear was almost dry by the time she entered the lab hallway. Andy had some coffee waiting for her and was drinking his own. Wonderful she thought. Grabbing the cup and taking massive gulps when it was cool enough, she could feel another rising tingle in her bladder already.


Chapter 21
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Andy had a box of parts waiting on a work bench with her soldering iron. Being able to pee where she sat helped her concentration enormously. Normally with her pads she had to at least try to reduce the flow rate or it filled faster than it could absorb and leak. Now she could now just wet herself on purpose without even thinking about it anymore. The idea was to leak now. After she had completed the first board she had quite a large puddle under her on the tiles. She also found another fun side effect, she was horny as hell. She called Andy over to show him the board, but in the end couldnt resist grabbing his hand to rub her between her legs as she laid out the next set of parts she needed to assemble. Andy didn't complain, and if anything was motivated more as she was still leaking on his hand as he rubbed her.

Waiting she let him rub her until she climaxed wetly on his hand. Surprisingly easily. Then she grabbed him, unbuttoned her top three buttons exposing her breasts, then wrapped her legs around him and ground her wet crotch into the bulge in his pants while french kissing him. Breaking the kiss, when she realised Andy was in danger of creaming his pants.. she suggested a bathroom break. He seemed confused until she said, "together.." her buttons still open he could see her breasts lewdly shaking a little as she walked. She led him to one of the less used staff toilets nearby and locked them both inside to opened the rest of the buttons on her lab coat. Then making him stand against the wall, she squatted down in front of him so he could see between her legs to her dripping green knickers and pulled his pants down. She had no experience but was too horny to care now she had someone to practice on. She didn't waste any time, popping his hard penis into her mouth to experiment sucking on. With a few suggestions and a lot of licking and sucking she got him to cum down her throat as she masturbated herself through her pissy knickers. Once they had both gotten off there was a large puddle under her when she was done.

"You know if you were still a student here this would be highly unethical.." observed Andy. "Lucky I am a co-worker then, that only makes it a kinky office romance." observed Chloe in return. Andy smiled as he considered it.

Happy with the mutually satisfying results Chloe stood up from her puddle, and did her buttons up again, moving towards the door once Andy had his pants on again. But he stopped her. Finally taking the initiative, he pushed her back to the toilet wall. Lifting her lab coat a little, he squatted down and planted his mouth on her dripping panty crotch to suck on her. "oh fuck", Chloe moaned. After a minute of sucking, he pulled her green knickers to the side and stuck his mouth directly on her dripping vagina, and kept sucking, ignoring any leakage that found its way on his tongue (or rather getting a lot more enthusiastc in his licking when it did) he kept licking her until he got her to cum in his mouth too.


Chapter 22
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Still panting a little Chloe finally left the bathroom with Andy and returned to their Lab. Professor Mallard had been trying to call them to get an update on the progress. He wondered where they had been. They had been having morning tea they told him. Satisfied with the answer, the professor asked a few questions and hung up. From that day on, they had "morning tea" the same way with a few creative variations every morning at the same time. Their relationship had finally changed into full romantic gear. If they went out they always went to outdoor seating areas, and there was always a puddle that nobody seemed to notice. If one went to freshen up in the bathroom the other would always join them and they would almost always get up to something that required them to freshen up a second time before returning. They became a sort of open secret couple on campus, although nobody knew the nature of the things they got up to, people accepted that they got up to it quite a lot. But it never hurt their work, since they only did it during meals and breaks. Some of Chloe's closer friends were even happy for her. She had been single for as long as any of them could recall.

After a few days, they had finished rebuilding all the damaged boards, and were again performing some simple mouse experiments to check it worked as expected. Once they had finished their tests and fixed any issues they were back in business. Andy was soon in the airlock with Chloe admiring her dripping underwear again, which she loved to put on display (or play with what was in them while they discussed results) working on some plant tests. With the sealed test chamber they were able to do tests with higher oxygen saturation levels which led to the discovery they could push translocation jumps to about 30 minutes maximum with no perminent damage to the subjects. The oxygen itself would jump back with them, and they estimated if they targeted a small room for a translocation that would give them a much larger safety margin too.


Chapter 23
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The day finally came and after some final checks of their figures, they were ready for a human test. But first they had to find a suitable target time. They took turns jumping back to various times in the night and eventually found their first ideal target time. In a previous jump back they had found a Thursday night a week after encountering Chloe on the beach, at around 3am where Andy was having a very nice dream about going down on about a half dozen naked girls all of which looked like Chloe in his dream. Chloe had also discovered her younger virginal self was at that exact same time having a very nice dream about sitting on a naked Andy at the beach having her way with him while she kissed him and wet herself. Chloe had even gone the extra step to do a quick 30 second body only translocation with her younger self to check her younger body was wet enough from her sexy dream (and discovered she had a full bladder too which was prevented from leaking by her arousal) she locked it in with a wicked grin, she could still kind of remember that hot dream.. it had felt so real. Which is why she was so sure it probably had been.

Andy and Chloe came in after dark to the lab. Then hung their clothes in the airlock and entered the test chamber together naked. Locking the door behind them with all the lights off. They filled the test chamber with oxygen to saturate their bodies, turned on a small heater and waited an hour to saturate their bodies with oxygen. During the hour they passed the time making out, massaging each other, licking and peeing on each other and just talking. Although Andy was reluctant to pee on her, he eventually relented and let her have her way so long as she did it to him even more. Once the time came around they made sure each other was dry.. using various methods that didnt always involve a towel, and probably involved a mouth. Then Chloe hit her remote activation button.

As expected they both translocated to their past selves seperately. Chloe translocated with her younger self. Finding herself laying naked on the bed she had slept on in her younger days. She looked at the bedside clock. She still had that clock today in her campus room. She waited calmly. Although they knew they could last 30 minutes and that was the configured duration. It was still best to minimise activity or breathing. She wet the bed a bit as she dozed. That was nothing new, she had done that in the past too, and any leakage would simply teleport back when she returned leaving the bed dry anyway.

Andy was in much the same situation. He found himself in his old double bed from years in the past. He found his younger self's watch and put it on the bedside table to keep track of time.

Both Chloe and Andy wondered how their younger selves were doing. They could check the test chamber camera when they returned. Both of them had vivid memories of what they previously thought was a dream from that night, but the camera footage would be the cherry on top.

Younger Andy was having a wonderfully filthy dream. He had his face buried between the girl he was dreaming about's legs licking at her, when he felt an odd wrenching feeling and the girls all vanished. Woozy he looked about. It was too dark to see anything. He was warm and the ground was soft so thinking he was still dreaming he reached about until he found the girl again. As expected she was standing. He had grown slighly accustomed to the darkness by now and he could just make her out.. as yes the same dream girl. How did she get over there. Where did the rest go. Nevermind.

Younger Chloe was busy dreaming about hammering herself up and down on the boy from the beach she was dreaming about as she kissed him. Because her bladder felt full this had also infiltrated her dream and in her dream she was also peeing on him as he thrust into her and kissed. She too felt an odd wrenching feeling and her dream lover vanished. Thinking she too was dreaming she stood up. With her lover gone there was no point sitting on the ground. She cast about in the dark. her eyes were slow to adjust but she saw movement. Oh there her dream lover was, he was caressing her leg. Oh her bladder still felt nicely full. She let it start draining down her leg.

Younger Andy now had both hands on his dream lover, and he could feel warm wetness running down the inside of her legs across his hands. Oh. Kinky dream then, she was peeing. Even better. He lent forward and buried his mouth between her legs. Wow this dream was a good one, he could actually smell her pee and sex smells. He could feel her light sprinking of fur tickling his cheek. He could taste her aroused wetness, and the strong slightly salty pee taste on his lips. He went to town on her. Burying his tongue in her stream of pee and licking along the cream erupting from between the lips of her labia following her pee upstream to her cliterous to lick back and forth between her pee stream and her pearl of pleasure. It was so rich with sensation. Something else new happened in this dream.. she was moaning and thrusting at his mouth. Loudly. It was heavenly. Something else new what happening too. A lot of the pee she was spurting out at his tongue was splashing onto his penis. He felt warm, wet and wonderful. Normally his dreams seemed more muted with a general warmth and suggestion of taste. This dream was different.

Younger Chloe was startled when her dream took a new direction than usual. Dream boy was going down on her. Enthusiastically. She could hear his grunts of enjoyment at her taste, and he was going down on her as she peed too oh she wanted to cum so badly. He just kept licking. She had to start moaning. It felt so off the chart new and intense compared to her usual dreams. She started grinding and thrusting her leaking vagina at his tongue. Again and again. She was basically yelling from the pleasure and debauchery of what was happening in her dream. Her eyes had finished adjusting to the dark now and she could see his stiff manhood dancing about as he licked at her. Oooh... Now that is where her dream usually takes her. She gave one extra push of her bladder at his tongue, marvelling at the way he responded with lust licking her more enthusiastic when she did. Backing off from his face, he tried to follow her, but she pushed him back hard. That was odd it wasn't usually this hard to throw dream lover onto his back so she could have her way with him. For some reason her martial arts training popped into her mind, and she slipped a foot behind him and finally managed to push him over on his back.

Younger Andy was wondering why this dream was so much more tactile than usual. Usually by now he would have given the ghostly dream lovers a good licking and his body would react by shooting a load and waking him up to discover a mess to clean up. That wasn't happening. There was only one dream lover this time and all his senses told him she was real. What a great dream.. but was this a nightmare? She pushed his face away from that wonderful banquet and she kept pushing at him. But no she was still spraying pee at him, and with a surprise she pinned a leg behind him and he found himself on his back. She walked along his body, her pee landing on him warmly in a dozen different places, then she squated down over him and drove herself down on his penis. Holy fuck. She was soft, wet, smooth, tight and oh so warm feeling as she slid down onto his shaft, still leaking pee everywhere. This didn't feel right. He had never had sex before, and the feelings he was getting he had never felt before. These were entirely new sensations. Halfway down onto him he felt some resistance and she yelped mid moan and jumped a little then settled down all the way on him with a moan, panting a little, then sighing and starting to rock her hips on him. Oh gawd that felt amazing. The pee squelshing between their bodies added a nice extra dirty warm and cool feeling at the same time. He could feel his balls building up to something.

Younger Chloe having finally got dream lover exactly where she wanted him walked her way over his body. Her pee was spraying on him everywhere, even in the dark she could see shiny spots glistening on him everywhere. Finally there it was, his firm shaft exactly where she wanted it. She squated down. Odd it wasn't usually this difficult. Normally in her dream she sort of just flew in place and ground at him. Half the time waking up to find herself humping a pillow. In this dream she had to actually check her aim and make sure she slipped onto him properly. Ah finally there was that feeling, his head was smoothly picking up her natural lubricants and slowly sinking into her depths. It felt so different to her usual dreams. Warm and firm and rubbing her insides. Normally her dreams would just cause a tingle in her mid section and if she was lucky she had a little orgasm before she woke up. But here he just kept slowing sliding into her further and further. Oh something stopped her progress sliding down onto him. There was a sharp twinge feeling that hurt a little, causing her to jump a little. Then finally she slid fully in place onto him. She was now sitting on his hip with him deep inside her. Oh glorious. She started rolling and grinding her hips back and forward and in little circles in between. Oh wow. This felt great, she felt so wet inside, but she could feel her pee still running out on the outside and splashing about each time the skin of her legs slammed home against dream lovers skin. Each up thrust by Chloe caused a little pee to spray out over his stomach. She reached down as she ground and him, and played with her pee on his stomach, rubbing it in on him like massage oil. She moved her wet hand to her mouth and licked. She could actually taste it.. what sort of wonderful kinky dream is this? Moving her hand down again she rubbed at her cliterous. Oh that was different too, all the sensations were more real than real. Almost amplified. She started climaxing. Not one of those fake dream tingles, and honest to goodness full of cock orgasm. She screamed with the pleasure of it all.

Younger Andy was in heaven. This was the best dream ever. She was spraying piss all out over his chest with each up thrust of her hips, and now she was sensually rubbing it in. The nasty girl tasted her piss covered hand, he could see her eyes roll back in her head in lust, then with her pissy fingers reached down and started frantically rubbing her cliterous as she bounced on his penis. Her other hand was playing with his pissy chest now... and she started making a loud noise an increasing howl, moving her piss covered hand from his chest she moved it to her own and massaged the bottom of both her breasts with pissy fingers, the noise she made got louder until she started thrusting more energetically and screaming yes to god and squealing with every thrust into her. Within moments he was making a similar yell himself, as his abused balls finally gave up their cargo into her.

Present day Andy looked boredly at the watch. 10 minutes had passed. His younger self better be enjoying himself. His mind started wandering. For some reason that first wet dream he recalled having after the beach seemed to be getting easier to remember. Probably because this was the bed he had it in. He sat up. Thinking hard he tried to recall the details. This time discarding the sex. He smiled. Small dark room with a window on one side, warm air a soft floor, and an even softer warmer companion. That was no dream he had back there. That was the test chamber. His brain hurt a little. His memories reshuffling to move what he thought had been a dream to the place of honor reserved for every boys first time with a girl. He sat back into the bed. Chloe was right it was more comfortable to sleep naked. As fall asleep was exactly what he did.

Present day Chloe was looking with equal disinterest at the bed side clock in her room from the past. Much like Andy her memories in this room were being brought into sharper focus by the setting. Her mind wandered back to that dream.. well she was pretty sure it wasn't a dream. She was tempted to rub herself as she lay. She had woken up that morning in a soaking wet bed feeling great, but she was covered in red smears and her body ached in a really nice way. She thought it had been a period but it washed off and no more happened until her real period came. It occured to her that given the enthusiastic activities she recalled from her dream (that probably wasn't a dream) the blood had very likely been from the very enjoyable loss of her virginity. She realised if those were not dreams, she was actually not still the virgin she thought she had been up until that moment. Considering that meant she had lost it to the one boy she had always wanted to, she felt very pleased with herself for making it happen that way - from memory it had been a pretty decent effort too. She smiled and fell asleep in her old bed, with the thought that technically she had been a virgin since the sex had happened years in the future in the lab.. which meant when the translocation reversed, she would technically have lost her virginity a moment earlier.

Younger Chloe felt very happy indeed but she wanted more. She had flopped down on dream lover and was busy grinding her drippy pussy on his sagging penis and pressing her firm pissy breasts on his equally pissy chest as she lewdly tongue kissed him. The kiss felt very real too, which made it all the more sexy. As dreams go this one was rating a 10.. except for that sagging penis. She had been at this for a few minutes now. She slipped her tongue particularly deeply into his mouth and with some effort forced an extra spurt of piss onto the penis, which combined did the job as she felt it firm up again. "Yay", she called out with delight rolling over onto her back and pulling dream lover on top to wrap her legs around his waist. With a bit of awkward poking she felt him sink deeply inside her again and with the help of her legs started driving herself onto him again and again as another climax slowly but surely started to build inside her again.

Younger Andy was in heaven. Dream lover had been giving him the most perverted wet tickly tongue kisses for minutes, it was almost like her mouth and tongue was having sex with him, and his mouth and tongue was having sex with her. It felt so nasty right. On top of that he felt a sudden surge of pissy warmth spread out over his penis and it sent him hard again. She had yelled a very undream like but adorable "yay" at that. Dreams dont yell 'yay' do they? oooF, she just rolled over on her back and pulled him on top. Trying to move he found he was pinned by her legs. The only way she would let him move was towards her until he felt his boner sinking deep inside her again. This position felt good the firmness of her vagina rubbed nicely on his penis. He was soon panting from the enjoyment of it all. She pulled his face to her and started giving him more perverted sloppy tongue kisses. It was literally like he was fucking her from both ends. Her mouth felt that good on his.

It took almost 10 minutes before the pair of lovers both climaxed again.. they had wrapped arms around each other and were kissing. Chloe leaking the occaisional pee on him which kept his interest in kissing up.

Both of them felt a curious wrenching feeling, and both younger versions found themselves alone in their room again, thinking they had just worken from a particually sexual dream, they surveyed the damage.
Past Chloe found her bed totally soaked with pee in an oddly person shaped puddle. Just a dream. A glorious dream she thought. She just slept in the mess until late morning and threw her sheets in the washer.
Past Andy found himself in his bed on top of his sheets. Looking around he found a curiously large pile of semen where he dreamed the girl had been. Ew. Another wet dream he thought. Cleaning it up as best he could and going back to sleep with a sigh.



Chapter 24
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Back in the test chamber present day Chloe found herself pressed nakedly against Andy on the chamber floor, their arms and legs tangled, their lips connected... and her pee from wetting the bed falling onto them both in a sudden cold shock. She felt his manhood pressed against her womanhood. Whoops

"Oh my" she mumbled into Andys mouth, "what have we been up to?" While she was there she bore down and emptied her remaining bladder on Andy as she kissed him.

The new memories settling in place, Chloe decided a celebration was in order, she shifted herself enough so that Andy slipped inside her, and with much awkward wiggling ended up on top snuggling into him with him buried inside her. She kept him like that until they both got off on the chamber floor.

The wierdest part of all was how in tune to each others bodies they seemed.

A lot of things happened after that, over rest of the night they identified at least one instance of erotic dreams that shared the same date once for every year they had been apart, although not always once in a given year, some years they did it more than once, usually extra on birthdays. Both Andy and Chloe with the help of the cameras now had a firm grasp of the proper order of their memories, and each of the times they had been together in what they mistook for a dream before meeting at the university. They translocated their younger selves together four more times that night. The camera footage when the pair woke together in the test chamber showed the younger pair having sex with each other each time. They were surprised and happy to discover the memories fresh in their mind of each encounter after reviewing each video. So they made love in the chamber after their younger selves departed each time, with increasing skill. Then repeated it each night that week for a total of twenty sexual encounters. With the help of the time machine they realized they had been involved in a sexual relationship for years and always mistook it for a dream, Wow. They kept most of the encounters back when they were younger, as in later years Andy had dated a few girls, and it would have been unfair on them, and Chloe had been invested in her studies over that period too. They also kept most of that footage out of the experiment folder.


Epilogue
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They eventually wrapped up all the experiments, and with a little reluctance shut the machine down and packed it away. Sending all their results to professor Mallard for final processing. By all accounts the research was a resounding success, but they were gagged with an NDA from ever discussing it. The research became the basis of a detailed paper on the topic, which thankfully only discussed the theory of quantum multiverse mechanics.
In time the results ended up being used as the basis for a faster than light propulsion and communication system. The details and design of the original time machine was hidden and never made public, and the operation of the propulsion and communication tech heavily regulated to prevent the accidental discovery of that particular capability. By all accounts humanity prospered and spread throughout the galaxy in that timeline.

As for Andy and Chloe -
The two of them eventually moved into Chloe's room together. She was right. Sleeping naked on hot nights was really comfortable.. when they found time to actually sleep. After a particularly enthusiastic session of wet sex and wetter 69's, they fell asleep together. Between the wet mess from the sex and Chloe wetting the bed in their sleep all night, the pee had actually made the bed even more pleasent and cooling to sleep in on hot summer nights. They could even leave the sheets over them, since they were damp too. Although Chloe had eventually decided she no longer liked always sleeping naked.. some nights she would pull on underwear, or stretch pants, shorts, or even a nighty, then sleep drapped over Andy.. as she wet the bed in them.. he would almost always wake up in the morning in a wet mess, and fuck the shit out of her in the morning after she did.

...And much like the other Chloe who had created this alternate timeline to begin with had hoped, (she looked in on them from time to time when her own timeline was particularly soul destroying.. and even came along for the ride with her machine when they made love to each other sometimes..) They lived happily and pissy ever after.

The end?

[Enkil]

[the boring stuff about the machine:]


Appendix:
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Research notes and observed Machine capabilites summary.
We have identified several major settings that can effect how the temporal quantum lock machine operates.
(setting T) The length of time into the past to project.
(setting D) How long for the projection to last.
(setting A) The mode of projection, passive or active.
(setting M) The mass of the subject.
(setting F) Hardcoded. Time Frequency. Dangerous to alter. Appears to relate to alternate realities outside of current timeline.
(setting L) Semi-Hardcoded. Selects structure or nature of subject to seek a quantum entanglement lock on. Three mode toggle currently tunes neural activity or electrically active organic carbons. Could be tuned to for example glass. See note (a) below for detailed discussion on three mode toggle.
(setting P) The power level needed for the complexity of the subject. This vaguely relates to the number of minds, or the size of the mind being projected. It also needed to be higher the further back the projection needed to travel.
(setting G) Has no apparent effect
(setting K) Has no apparent effect
(setting W) Has no apparent effect - presumed width of effect sphere - is overriden by the physical position of the quantum emittors
(setting X) Has no apparent effect - presumed X pos of effect sphere
(setting Y) Has no apparent effect - presumed Y pos of effect sphere
(setting Z) Has no apparent effect - presumed Z pos of effect sphere

Refer to Appendix 12 for a detailed formula to calculate settings for initiating a projection.

(a) Three Position Toggle Switch
(In position 1), a persons mind can be projected to the past, where depending on other settings it can harmlessly observe events at that time in the subjects life or in active interactive mode can actively displace the mind of the subject for the period specified and take control of the body. The subject will usually not remember the displaced time period, until the moment in time they actually go back to displace it. In the present the subjects body will be non responsive for the duration specified, but will vocalise any thoughts or actions taken or observed in the past. Using inverse values for some settings it is also possible to transpose with instead of displace a mind in the past.
(In position 2), a subjects body instead of mind will physically exchange positions in time for the duration specified, but will not be able to leave the area of effect of the machine. There must be a momentary delay before the bodies become solid as anything not made up specifically by their body will simply fall to the ground leaving them naked. It is unclear what happens in the past subject, but likely the same thing. This could be dangerous if subject has any artificial implants.
(In position 3), a subjects mind and body will both physically exchange positions. In effect bringing the subjects past self into the present for the duration specified, limiting them to the area of the machine, while the physical mind and body of the present day subject will find itself physically in the past. ** If more than one subject is switched, physical distance in the past seems unimportant. Quantum entanglement means they will all appear in the machine regardless.

In either position 2 or 3, interactive or passive mode makes no difference as no mind is getting displaced.
If changes are made to the time frequency resister value, this appears to project the subject into an alternate universe, and it is one way. The result will likely result in the death of the subject once the duration expires or they will simply cease to exist here and be trapped in a parallel universe in whatever state the machine put them on activation.

Notes:
* It appears all changes made to the past always happened that way, except in the case of setting F, where a subject could be sent to an alternate timeline to allow a change but will be unable to return.
* Attempts to use an active interactive mode after the first attempt success always fails, and reverts to passive mode where the events can only be observed but not changed. This suggests the machine is perminently locked onto a single quantum reality timeline, and events falling outside those that occured in this timeline can not be accessed without changing setting F. The machine favours predestination, but allows observation, supporting the idea that data is never lost.
* If no mental activity occurs at the configured target time, the machine appears to jump forward in time to a nearby observable event or fails to link entirely. (example if target time is too far before subject existed, the projection would simply fail, but if it is within an unknown margin it simply skips ahead to the subjects next conscious thought)
* It appears it is not possible to observe events before a subject existed as an observer, or when an event is not observable (example subject is senseless or brain dead) It may be possible to overcome this by changing the behavior of setting L, so long as the target object is compatable and can provide data to the supplied subject. (example it is possible for a second subject to observe the events of the first, but only if the lock is already established when they enter the projection, or it may be possible to use a computer in the future to read data from one in the past)
* With enough subject minds to take control of a subject if they are otherwise incapable of thought, but mentally functional it may still work.
* It may be possible to create a smaller second machine that uses W,X,Y,Z instead of physically contained emittors. Such a machine may also allow two way travel overcoming F dangers, but setting L would need to cater for its composition. However the chance of happening on the correct F value to return would be about 1 in infinity with no way to identify it, subsequently it would be highly hazardous to explore an alternate reality even with such a device.
* quantum entanglement is indiscriminate. In theory configured correctly, it might be possible to bring a dead person back from the past when they still lived if you have a way to lock onto them. Because they are dead in the present there would not need to be a time limit, since when they return nothing would have been metabolised that the lack of could kill. (Unless the remains left in the past too long had been consumed by something.) this could be useful in some sort of global emergency that only a dead person knew the solution to one day.

Warnings:
* The target subject in the past will generally have a moment of disorientation, memory loss or even unconciousness vaguely related to the amount of time and energy used when their mind is displaced by being controlled from the future. Activities requiring concentration and physical activity seem to make this effect worse. But if the subject was alrady capacitated, there may be no significant disruption at all.
* Anything physical sent to the past or future will return once the duration has ran out, even if it interacts with something while there, although it can retain information such as memory or imprint. This would also include air breathed, water consumed, or food eaten. It would be dangerous to remain in the past too long, as the more things metabolised while there the more likely the possibility of the subject experiencing a medical emergency on their return when those metabolised things are ripped out of their body and left behind. Trips should be kept short.