Time Bubble

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

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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 that 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 have 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 Device 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?

"We come from a different world, our world circles a different sun. The materials of our craft are abundant on our planet."

"Are you from the mother planet or from the ten colonies?"

Mother planet, Ten Colonies? What was that? As far as I could tell they were as Human as me and Simon, but how was that even possible? We didn't get any form of star capable drive until two years ago.

"I do not understand Mother Planet. Can you explain?"

"Our history teaches that we came here from the Mother Planet and set up our colony, another ten colonies were set up elsewhere. Unfortunately this planet has no metals and so we live simply, awaiting rescue."

I understood, no metals, so they couldn't build tools or tall buildings, or pretty much anything like our Earth society which relied so much on both. Without metals they could hardly explore for oil, oil which could be used to make plastics, if they had metal. Vicious circle.

"Our initial population was over one thousand, but now we are but a few. People feel abandoned and there is little desire to bring new ones into a world with no future."

I could understand that.

"We have no such history on our world, we don't know if we are a colony or the original mother world. We didn't know that you were here, when we go back, we will speak with our leaders and I am sure that they will send people to meet you and discuss and agree how you can be helped."

I was pretty sure that Earth would have been the home world, it pretty much had to be if the Universal Translator found a correlation to an Earth language. They showed us around their village, the crops that they grew to eat, they obviously had a form of wheat as they made bread, but there seemed no animal products, just fruits and salads.

They offered us food, but we declined and explained that food from another world could upset our system, and in a spacecraft, that was a bad thing. They laughed and nodded their heads as if they completely understood. We took lots of video and promised someone would return, people that could perhaps help.

They all looked very human, obviously we haven't seen them naked, but from what we could see, yes, they were human. Back in the ship we stripped our togas and were once more in our comfortable tops and shorts. We played through the video footage and were pleased. Good quality and excellent audio with their untranslated language coming across clearly.

"Right Si, let's get back into orbit, strap in."

I calculated the time required to get to an orbit at 0.375 seconds, dialled it in and pressed the Time button, and there we were in orbit. To the villagers on the ground we would have just vanished with a small moment of utter blackness where we had been. We stowed everything and the computer programmed the return to Earth route and when ready, I pressed Time.

In front everything was bright, behind all was black, it was as if we were in a long tunnel and the white light at the end was home. One improvement that we needed was gravity. When we were in BTD mode there was no gravity and so we just floated. The scientists would need to work on that if this were to be a commercial venture for paying passengers.

I left the command area and went down to the crew area, pulling myself along using grab rails. In the crew area Simon was just floating in mid air, not where you wanted to be if the BTD cut out and gravity returned. I floated in his direction, slowly and bumped into him, each of us grabbing the other.

"Well sis, I guess we are the pioneers, the first Earthlings to meet real aliens."

"I know, and we refused their hospitality, was that rude?"

He rubbed my face with the back of his hand, a very unbrotherly movement I thought, that was certainly something he should do with his girlfriend not his sibling.

I stumbled to reply, I was a little taken aback, but soon I recovered.

"No, I think they understood getting the runs in a confined space."

Simon rubbed my face again and then touched my breast through my top. His eyes fixed firmly on mine. I did not know how to react, so I didn't. His hand eased up my top and held my breast, his other pulled at my top trying to remove it. I was topless, millions of miles from home travelling at unfathomable speeds and I had my boobs out. I bet that was a first.

He rotated to me and kissed me. That was not the kiss from a brother, oh no. It was hot, it was full of passion and loaded with desire. He walked himself down my body, his hands pulling at my shorts, they soon joined my top, floating in the air just an arm's length away, but impossible to reach with no gravity and nothing to push off. I felt his breath on my crease, my legs opening, my crease widening revealing my valley, his tongue delving.

Simon swivelled using my legs as his leverage and I was faced with his dick in my face. Long, thick hard, tip peeking out from foreskin, balls not exactly hanging, but just sitting with his dick in zero gravity. I reached up and touched his dick, I held it, and it was hard on the inside, but the outer skin was soft and warm to the touch. He groaned as I pushed his skin down, revealing his dickhead, red and moist.

I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around his dick and sucked. As I sucked my brothers dick, his tongue found my clitoris and I gasped, and I am sure I clenched. I sucked harder and harder, my tongue licking his dickhead, his tongue working my clitoris, both of us gasping at the touch of the other. My senses went into overdrive as his fingers circled my entrance and pushed past my opening and entered me, oh God, the feeling of someone else inside my body, I almost couldn't lick or suck him, I was gasping in my breath, my lungs filling but not emptying.

He pushed himself away, his dick leaving my mouth with a plopping slurp, and turned to face me, face to face, he leant down to kiss me and his dick nudged my fanny, I pulled him to me and his dick slowly filled me, stretching me, widening my fanny to take his girth.

I could feel his stretch inside me, every inch of his dick was touching every inch of my fanny, I could feel his pulse tick inside me, his dick head pressed at my depth. It was bizarre, we were slowly rotating in the middle of the crew cabin, metres from the wall, coupling. Simon started to shag, slowly at first and then picking up the pace, and soon it was a full-on shag, filling me completely and then almost leaving, my void after the end of his dick a vacuum like outside the walls of our space craft. I should have known better, I had half expected his movements to push us to the walls, but now, we just stayed rotating in the middle.

I could feel my pressures building, my electrics were congregating in my crotch readying themselves to launch through my body. I was gasping at each inwards thrust, the slap of our coupling echoed around the cabin and Simon had my eyes fixed in his. My mouth was open in a perfect 'O', my buttocks were clenched, and my back was tightening, I was close.

Simon thrust hard inside me, every part of my inside was consumed by his dick, and he erupted, spurt after spurt inside me, it carried me over. I screamed, oh so loud as my orgasm exploded through my body, my back arching, my toes pointing hard and my fingers extending. Electrics shot through every inch of my body, tingling, leaving pleasures, and then as they faded a brief pain as my nerves reset. My fanny tightened and squeezed his dick out, I hardly felt it go.

Simon held me and then said, "we have to push off each other to get to the sides."

A firm push and we headed to the sides, I managed to grab my shorts on the way and quickly shoved them between my legs, I was pretty sure free falling semen wasn't expected in the crew cabin.

We each made it to the sides and grabbed at the handles to slow ourselves. I went around to the lockers and got myself some fresh clothes and went to the bathroom to clean myself up.

Dressed and back in the command area I shouted back to Simon, "Ten minutes and we are back at Earth, make sure you are dressed and there are no floating clothes or drops of your semen."

Not exactly a romantic interlude, but it was, well, it was what it was. A shag and an orgasm in zero gravity. That was a first for me.