Time Bubble by Atomica24

Time Bubble by Atomica24

Experience a whirlwind romance in the time bubble adult sex story. Explore the boundaries of pleasure and desire in this tantalizing tale. Read now for a steamy escape like no other.<br/>

Hello dear reader and thank you for picking my story, I hope that you enjoy it. Love Mica xx Yorkshire, England

About three years ago John Bottomley, an insignificant scientist in West Yorkshire woke up at 02:15 with a thread of an idea that wouldn’t go away. He went downstairs, made himself a strong cup of tea and went into his study and wiped his chalk board clean. He stared at it as he sipped his frankly too hot tea and then started chalking.

He would put some equations down, then erase some, do some more and so on. Two hours later he had finished.

“Oh fuck, I think that’ll work,” he said as he finished his too cold tea. “Bloody Nora, why has no one thought of this before.

Too excited now to sleep he started to think of the practicalities of demonstrating that it would work. He worked out the rough logistics and it soon became apparent to him that he needed electrical help and engineering help. He looked at his watch, half past six. Was it too early to ring people? He had a friend Sakish Amour who owned a small engineering company, he could help with the manufacturing. Another friend, Glen Watkins, owned an electronics company, who manufactured the electronics boards for washing machines and vacuum cleaners. He needed to talk to them, he got on the phone.

Annoyingly it had been ten o’clock before they could all three meet.

“You are insane,” Sakish said, “you are telling me the finest scientists in the world have not come up with this?”

“Obviously not otherwise we would know about it, the universe would be ours. I have the idea, mathematically it works, I need to build a prototype to prove it, then I can go to the likes of SpaceX and try to sell it to them. My proposal is this, I set up a company with us three as shareholders. I shall have eighty percent as it is my Intellectual Property and you ten percent each for your technical knowledge to make it happen. I shall patent the product but I shall disguise what it is in the name. If the prototype works I shall invite Space X, they are looking for new ideas now that their innovative founder has passed, and won’t accept less than a billion dollars for their licence to use it.”

“I’m in, but it’ll be hashed up electronics for the prototype, if it works I can integrate the circuits into a small board.” Glen said. “What’s ten percent of a billion?”

“Me too, hundred million.” Sakish said, “you really think this will work John?”

“Yes, I do, the maths are there, it is just that no one thought it could be done.”

“What about General Relativity, I thought we couldn’t do this.”

“No, we can’t, but if you step outside General Relativity you can, and that is what we will do if you agree.”

Over the next month the prototype was built. They had many discussions on where to test it. They obviously couldn’t test it in space, but they had the Dales close at hand, they could go somewhere remote. The day of testing arrived and they loaded the protype on the back of a Land Rover pickup and headed into the dales, early to avoid any humans and ended up about five miles from the nearest road.

They set the prototype down on the heather just off the track, and backed away about a mile.

“I hope this is far enough away,” Glen said.

“I guess if it isn’t, we won’t know anything about its” Sakish commented.

“I wonder if there will be a sort of sonic boom?” John wondered aloud, he had never thought of that until this moment.

“We’ll soon find out,” Sakish said, “are you ready?” He pressed the initiate button.

The area where the prototype was went black, literally no light for about a second, blink and you missed it. Through binoculars they could see that the prototype had gone.

“Will it come back though?” Glen asked.

It did, exactly five minutes later as Glen had programmed it. They went and picked it up, it was icy cold, and they had to handle it using gloves and towels and went back to Sakish’s factory and removed the memory cards. Perfect close up pictures of Jupiter. It had worked. It had gone to Jupiter, taken photographs and then returned in five minutes, a watch onboard was showing the same time as Glen’s watch. General Theory circumvented.

And that was how the BTD, Bottomley Time Bubble came to be. SpaceX initially offered a billion for exclusive use, BTD Limited, the owners of the patent declined, they said that their next port of call was Boeing. SpaceX finally agreed to one billion per year for exclusive use, for a ten year period, paid in advance. A British scientist, engineer and electrician all suddenly became very wealthy and the universe opened up to mankind. The science fiction from the twenty first century became science fact in the twenty second. Warp drive had arrived.

SpaceXBTD, as the intergalactic division was named, had a preference for mixed crews and a further preference for related crews, thinking that would negate any sexual tension. Exactly, who would want to bonk their brother?

It had been decided to send a BTD ship to Proxima where there was known to be an Earth like planet. The BTD ship was based on the ones used for the Mars colony, but fitted with the BTD drive and extra provisions. The current Mars ships were being converted to BTD, thus allowing Earth to Mars travel in minutes rather than months, a real improvement. The moons of Jupiter were now also being considered as potential colonies, although Mars still was the great prize, with bio engineered plants beginning to spread on Mars and slowly building up the atmosphere, it seemed destined to be a fully viable additional home for mankind.

I arrived at SpacePort in good time. Showered, scrubbed, purged ( yuck ) and was ready. The on-port accommodation wasn’t luxurious but it served its purpose. The shuttle to take me to Command Central arrived on time.

“Hi Sis,” Simon said as I entered the briefing room, “late as always.”

“Ha bloody ha, pushing your way to the front as always, I see. I am actually exactly on time.”

We sat in the comfy chairs, our tablets preloaded with relevant data, but still we had to go through a briefing led by the Chief of Space, Gregory Chalmers.

“We have done short hops, Saturn and back, we are fully confident that your safety is assured. What we don’t know however, is what you will find at Proxima. We know the planet is Earth like and that is about it.”

“Why didn’t we send a probe first?” Simon asked. Good question.

“We have so much confidence that we feel fully justified in the first extra terrestrial mission is a manned one, ignoring the Voyager probes of course. We may actually send some BTDs to recover them, that is undecided.”

“What about first contact, should there be alien life?” I asked.

“Say hello and don’t piss them off,” Chalmers answered.

So, here we are, two hours later sitting in the command zone of the BTD awaiting time to go. There was no blast off from Earth on a fuel propelled launcher, we just took off from the ground. No one had been able to detect any detrimental effects to Earth and it saved so much in propellant pollution. Local destinations, Earth to orbit for example, were currently problematic for BTD, and so standard rockets were used for that, but a jump of five light years, no problem.

I was designated Captain and Simon was my First Officer, who he was going to ‘office’ was moot, we were the only crew for this trip. Things may change for future trips depending on what we found. The time approached. Mission control gave us the old fashioned countdown from Ten, and at Zero I pressed the ‘time’ button.

There was no sensation, not even gravity, nothing. Looking on the rear cameras just pure blackness, light was going slower than us, forwards was just a bright whiteness. The journey was going to take five hours, and in that time we had little to do, it was all programmed, this part of the journey was hands free. I sat in the chair and dozed, Simon went into the crew quarters and found a couch to lie on, they were all free today, using grab handles to move around in the zero gravity.

At first the time went slowly for me, seconds seemed to last minutes, minutes hours, but then suddenly we were there, in orbit above a very Earth looking planet with oceans and forests. As we orbited we saw no lights on the dark side and so felt it may be uninhabited. We orbited the whole planet for a few hours. There were oceans and forest, ice caps, mountains and rivers and we saw no signs of inhabitation, and then, near the equator we found a village.

There was a clear circular area in the centre of the village and we landed there, hopefully we haven’t destroyed a ceremonial centre, if we have, oops. We stayed in the ship and watched as the locals, looking remarkably human, came and looked at the ship, hundreds of them, and interestingly, no signs of weapons, no aggression, simply inquisitiveness.

“What should we wear to greet them,” Simon asked. On board we simply wore tops and shorts, the ship was warm and there was no need for spacesuits in flight.

“They all seem to be wearing Togas, so let’s do the same,” I decided. We went to the wardrobe and grabbed a toga each, sliders for our feet and I pressed the button for the ladder. We each had a universal translator. It knew every known language from Earth, even long dead ancient ones, if we could communicate, it would be through this. If not, crumbs, it could be difficult.

I opened the door and had my first smell of an alien planet. It smelled of a wood after a downpour. I turned around and descended the ladder. When I was down, and not being attacked, Simon followed. Together we turned and faced the villagers.

“Hello’ I said, “please talk to us.” The translator needed some words so that it could analyse and translate.

A woman stepped forward and spoke, words I could not recognise. After a few sentences the translator kicked in.

“Welcome,” she said, “thank you for coming, we are honoured to meet you. Where are you from, where did you find the substances for your craft?”

Interesting. Did they not have metal? Were they a stone age society?