Okay folks, it's been a long time since I added a chapter this series. If you never read the preceding chapters, I highly suggest doing so, as none of this will make sense without context. If you have read them, you may want to refresh your memory. While doing so, please forgive the abundant errors in grammar.
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Rebecca lay stark naked on top of her bed the next morning. Nine hours had passed since she, Brad, and Jake Turner came back from that bizarre parallel dimension. Jake was a native of the alternate dimension and helped Brad and Rebecca navigate his strange world, in return for visiting theirs. Jake was also sharing Brad's apartment for the time being, so Rebecca had walked back to her own apartment to retire for the evening.
"We'll meet at my place tomorrow morning, first thing," Brad had said, just before Rebecca left the previous night. He let go of Rebecca's tits and pushed her toward the door. Still influenced by the effects of blasherberriers, Rebecca preferred to be touched and groped at all times. "Do you need your clothes?" asked Brad.
"Nah, my door's only like thirty paces down. Just need my keys." She picked them up from Brad's table, jingling them in the air. "Seeya tomorrow!"
Rebecca now stared at the ceiling, remembering how she had happily pranced out of Brad's apartment stark naked last night. With blasherberries clearly out of her system, she didn't have such fond memories of it anymore. Thankfully, no one had been outside to witness her actions, strolling across the apartment complex in the buff. The memory of sucking off Brad to completion - on a public sidewalk in the alternate dimension - was far more humiliating, anyway. It had taken a long time for Brad to cum, because he had already orgasmed just before Rebecca went to business on him. She remembered loving every moment of it, regardless of how long it took. Rebecca hoped Brad wouldn't make a big deal of it now, or hopefully ever bring it up again.
'It tasted so good, because of that blasherberry Brad ate,' Rebecca remembered, briefly recognizing the positive angles of the experience. 'And frankly, Brad has a nice penis. He just needs to learn how to use it. I don't know what it is about blashberry, but it tastes better in semen, than anything else." Rebecca was getting excited just thinking of the dark, purple berries. "I have to bring some back with me. I'll save it for special occasions... only with my boyfriends. I won't share it with anyone else. It will only be for me.'
If Brad knew the depths Rebecca was scheming to get her hands on blasherberries, he would have ended their working relationship immediately, but Rebecca was smart enough to keep her thoughts secret on the matter. Once showered and shaved, she dressed and hopped back over to Brad's place, ringing the doorbell.
"I was about to text you," said Brad, opening the door, with Jake standing nearby. Brad let Reb in and continued, "We've decided what to do, but need some answers from you."
"Oh, yeah?" asked Rebecca, stepping in.
"When do you go back to work again?"
"I have today and tomorrow off. That's it."
"Jake and I spent several hours discussing our cultures last night. I think Jake is safe to spend a day or two alone here, and you and I can go back for one or two more days there. Or maybe you would be willing to escort Jake around our world here, and I just go alone this time?"
Rebecca was far too eager to go back to the blasherberry world, and didn't mind subjecting herself to a little more humiliation in order to get her hands on some. "Jake will be fine on his own. Won't you?" she asked him.
Jake smiled, "Absolutely. I can't wait to see what your world has in store for me. No more demanding women, insisting I grope them all the time. It will be a pleasure."
"Well, okay... but what about money?" she asked the two.
"We swapped currencies. I gave Jake my bus pass and a couple hundred bucks."
"Glad you have it to spare," whispered Rebecca. "I only have like thirty dollars to my name."
"No worries," said Brad, waving her off, turning to Jake. "You remember how I told you the bus system works here, and how to get back?"
"I got it," said Jake. "Stop worrying. I'm old, but not stupid. This world can't be too different from mine. Parallel dimensions, right?" The three stood in silence for a moment, before the foreigner looked to Rebecca and asked, "Well? You leavin' or not? Get out of those clothes already, girl."
Rebecca found it much easier to be naked while under the influence of blasherberries. She slowly disrobed, trying to figure out why it felt so uncomfortable now, when they had seen so much of her already. Every inch, in fact. 'I better get my hands on some blasherberries, stat!' she thought to herself.
Brad unplugged the fully-charged portal and put it on the table, waiting for Rebecca to place her hand. "Gets easier every time, right?" he asked, just as they flashed away.
Jake smiled as they disappeared, eager to start his first day in Brad and Rebecca's world. He dug in his pockets and pulled out some seeds, thinking to himself. 'Just gotta find a nice plot of land.'
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Once again, Brad and Rebecca popped into the same field as usual, at the metro-park in the alternate dimension. Normally the landing zone was quiet and vacant, but this time danger was immediately evident. Three women were standing in a semi-circle around the two travelers. Two men, burly, young and strong, stood on either end of the women, with guns in hand. Had they not been busy holding weapons, they likely would have been groping the under-dressed ladies next to them.
"Welcome," said the blonde in the center, poised and standing tall. She was perhaps 40 at most, Brad thought. He wasn't sure he had ever seen breasts as large as hers. Not natural ones, anyway, and these didn't show signs of surgical enhancement. They were pendulous, hanging like globes, but with nipples that were centered perfectly on the two mounds. The areolas were dark against her pale flesh, a deep, cherry color.
The woman nodded to the one on her right, a thin brunette with small, slightly sagging breasts. She stepped forward with gloves on (and nothing else, of course) holding a strange-looking device in front of Brad and Rebecca. It looked like a cross between an iPad and a Swiss army knife. It made no noise, but Brad noticed some text scrolling across the screen. She then pressed the device against his hand and pushed a button. A tiny, sharp needle popped out, pricking his skin.
"Hey! Watch it!" Brad shouted.
The woman passed on performing the same exercise with Rebecca, and carefully looked at the data on the screen. She turned back to the leader, the one with the tits. "They're okay."
"I think I'll be the judge of that," the leader replied. She stepped closer to Brad, in arm's reach. "We have many questions for you, but allow me to introduce myself. I am Governor Erica Bright. The woman who inspected you is Doctor Tammy Fields, and to my left is my Chief Security Officer, Dana Bow." She didn't bother introducing the muscled men.
"Uh, I'm Brad Johnson. This is Rebecca Stoles." There was a quiver in his voice. He didn't know how much danger they were in, and not knowing only made the situation worse for his anxiety.
Rebecca noticed the two security guards kept eyeing her naked body. It took every ounce of courage to stand there without trying to cover herself. She knew if she had blasherberries, she wouldn't be bothered by it, and that thought led to her remembering how delicious they were. She hoped, regardless of the danger, she would have the opportunity to eat some soon.
"Normally, we'd address the woman first," said the governor, glancing to Rebecca, then back to Brad. "But it's clear you are the one in charge, yes?"
Brad extended his hand, as if to shake the Governor's, but the woman just looked at it strangely. She then peered at her partners, before shrugging her shoulders, lifting Brad's hand to her left breast and pushing her flesh into his fingers. As Rebecca watched the interaction, she realized it didn't matter if women were in a position of power, they still required to be groped almost at all times. It was normal. Expected. Rebecca was craving blasherberries even more, so she could have that same mindset now. Especially before the men in her vicinity started groping her, which they inevitably would do.
Finally, the woman disengaged from Brad, motioning to the two guards. They pushed the two travelers forward, forcing them ahead. "That way," said one of the men, as he tugged hard on one of Rebecca's breasts, before pushing her forward again. Rebecca hadn't been expecting the intrusive hands quite yet, and certainly wasn't in the mood for it.
"Jake sold us out," whispered Brad, as they marched in front of the captors.
"Head to the parking area," said one of the guards. "It's that way," he pointed.
Rebecca followed the instructions, while whispering back to Brad, "Jake? Why? Why would he do that?"
"How else would anyone know we would be here? I'm guessing Jake did it, so we can't come back and make him to leave our dimension."
"Jake seemed so nice. Maybe it wasn't him," said Rebecca. "Remember, we had to move the portal box, because someone found it the other day? Maybe it was that event, that led to this..."
"I dunno," huffed Brad, quietly. "I'll try to find out... if we ever get out of here."
"Do you think we're in danger?"
"Rebecca, we need to be very careful. Imagine if our government found a UFO, or an alien species? Do you think it would be all red carpet and roses?"
Suddenly, Rebecca felt a very cold chill rush down her spine.
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