From the Journals of Michael Wagner
Copyright© 2023 by Phil Brown
Chapter 168: Find the Codex
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 168: Find the Codex - In 2011, a fifty-six-year-old man, suffering from depression, puts a gun to his head and pulls the trigger. But instead of dying, he finds himself alive in the body of a sixteen-year-old boy, in 1971. And he soon discovers that whoever did this to him accidently gave him empathic abilities. They also gave him a purpose. A mission to save his world. This then, is his story, taken from his own journals. The amazing story of how he came to change the world.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Romantic Heterosexual Fiction Magic Incest Polygamy/Polyamory Anal Sex Exhibitionism First Pregnancy Nudism Royalty
Tuesday, June 22, 1971
“Oh, goody! You’re back,” Rose purred. She was just sitting up in the berth, stretching her arms sleekly above her head as she leveled her gaze on me. “You are coming back to bed, I hope?” asked the nude Aphrodite longingly.
At that moment, my idea of getting any more sleep just evaporated like the early morning fog as I stared at the young beauty with the extraordinarily sexy eyes. For a sixteen-year-old vixen that had never been with a boy before last weekend, Rose was incredibly sexy.
I found myself wondering where they taught the classes that girls must take to be able to do that. Maybe they needed test subjects.
Last night our joining had been full of tender love, but this morning, Rose just wanted to be filled. I groaned as she rolled me on my back and mounted me with practiced ease. I guessed it was because we HAD practiced this some last night.
My exhaustion-induced fear that I might actually fall asleep while she rode me was quickly dissuaded as Rose’s enthusiasm for what we were doing became contagious. It’s almost impossible not to get excited with a very happy girl doing everything she can to make you happy as well.
Because of my promise to Hanna last night, I had found myself frequently wondering if I should just take up Taoism and go live on a mountain and study He Qi. Thankfully, I must not be cut out to be a Taoist monk because I was shooting inside of Rose only moments after she began moving her hips.
Sighing with ultimate relief, I had to fight to keep from falling asleep right then. That is, until I felt her disappointment welling up inside her as she slowly came to a stop. Even as inexperienced as she was, she had to know that it wasn’t supposed to be like this. I wasn’t humiliated about cumming so fast. I was ashamed for even thinking of going to sleep.
Rose sat there, still impaled on a softening Little Mike as she studied me with those unbelievable eyes. Soon, a big grin began to spread across her face as she figured it out.
“So-o-o, the world’s second oldest virgin got my baby a little worked up, did she?” she asked with a faux leer.
It never ceases to amaze me how they could take my gift and use it against me like that.
“That’s why we love you so much. You’re such an open book,” she giggled as she started practicing her Kegel exercises.
“Anna taught me how,” she panted only a few moments later, when it became obvious they were working.
“Do you want breakfast or lunch?” Grace asked me as she placed a cup of coffee in front of me. “Kip’s asleep so Sandy is teaching Ileana how to make fried eggs. I’d suggest the leftover meatloaf sandwich.”
“Gra-a-a-ce! They’re not that bad,” Sandy whined from the galley. “At least the last ones didn’t have any egg shells in them. Tell him he wants the scrambled. They’re easier.”
I saw that Jimmy and Robert were sitting across from me, so I gave them a blurry wave. I didn’t bother to scan for the others. I figured that all the ladies were off somewhere, making plans for the wedding. Besides, how far could they go on a moving train?
“I’ve gotta hand it to you, Michael,” Robert told me. “It had never occurred to me to try carrying Jimmy on my back like that. It worked like a charm.”
I was glad. With everything else going on, I had forgotten to check on Jimmy last night. I was just about to scan him when my breakfast arrived.
Ileana came out carrying a plate filled with what must have been a half dozen scrambled eggs, a single slice of toast, and a single slice of bacon. I was reminded of all the cartoons I had seen of the new bride cooking for the first time for her husband. And that’s what this truly was.
Placing their sacramental meal in front of me, Ileana slid into the booth across from me to watch me eat. Sandy and Grace quickly joined her, staring from me to the plate and then back to me. I’m sure I gulped, as I surveyed the mound of scrambled eggs. Sandy was right. At least there were no shells.
What happened next had nothing to do with my gifts. I was able to clean the entire plate simply because I had the body of a sixteen-year-old boy who hadn’t eaten in a while. Ileana’s worried frown turned into a brilliant smile as I finished the last bite. I did ask for more of her ‘delicious bacon’ only to find out it was the last slice on the train. So I settled on more toast to go with the eggs.
“Sandy, you did a great job teaching Ileana how to cook. Thank you,” I told her then reached for Ileana’s hands. “That was absolutely wonderful, Ileana. I can’t imagine going to Tapato and cooking your meal for you. I am so proud of you!” Both of them beamed their satisfaction at my compliments. Grace even brought me another cup of coffee before they went to join the other wedding planners.
Finally I wandered into the galley for KP duty. I immediately put up my private shield. I didn’t want ANYONE hearing my thoughts. I WILL tell you that it took longer today than it did last night, to put the galley back in order.
Wearily, I plopped down in a booth. I was sweating, and the apron I wore was soaked. Doing dishes on a moving train was a lot harder than it looked. I scanned around the train and found nothing. Most of the girls were in the Parlor, but I noticed Rose was taking a nap in her stateroom. Robert and Melanie were talking quietly, but earnestly in the back booth, while Jimmy dozed in the booth across from me.
That’s how most of the rest of the day went. After the excitement of the past few weeks, it really felt good just to relax. I spent my time checking on each of my family, chatting and making plans. Catherine had a list of things, but was with Adriana and Vickie at the office and didn’t really have time to chat.
Debbie was complaining about how sore she was ‘down there’ as she drove over to Maryville College to pick up the girls from cheerleading camp. She was also laughing about it, because it was the ‘good kind of sore’ she said.
“Thank you for fixing my vagina, Michael,” Debbie gushed. “But what I am really thankful for is what you did for Jeff. He has so much more energy than before. And his stamina. Ohmygod. I think last night was the first time he’s ever worn me out!”
“You are a beautiful lady, and you deserve all the happiness you can get,” I told her. Changing the subject I asked her, “By the way, are you certified to teach at home? Like home schooling?”
“I’ll have to look into it, Michael,” she replied. “Why?”
So I told her my idea. I could sense the gears turning, but she needed to pay attention to traffic now, because the left turn to the college was just ahead. “Just think about it for now. I’m not going to decide anything until I can get more information,” I told her. “But it might be the best way.”
I checked on Mikeya, who was asleep. Tommy wouldn’t be there until late this evening, my time. Everyone else was okay, but busy with something. Finally I checked on Anna.
“In all the excitement yesterday, I failed to ask how our guests are faring,” I told Anna.
“Tabita and Wilheinda are currently sleeping while Daddy decides how to deal with this. The issues have become quite complex and neither are being very cooperative. We accidently discovered, when we started a routine dental inspection that a small amount of nitrous oxide knocks them out immediately. So far, I haven’t determined why, but we haven’t started conducting the medical studies,” Anna explained.
“Security?” I asked.
“We converted the old staff cabin, that’s the small cabin behind the main house, for their use. But it’s temporary. Daddy said we’re probably going to end up sending them to Area 51*,” Anna told me sadly.
“I want you to be extra careful, especially with Tabita. I believe she’s very dangerous,” I told her. “Never put yourself in a situation where you are alone with her.”
As I was telling Anna that, the twin rings on my finger began a slight vibration that warmed my finger quickly. I had experienced this before, when I was fighting the male aliens, and again when I was healing the female aliens. However, this time, unlike before, a vague, shadowy image quickly formed in my mind. It appeared to be trying to speak to me, but there was no sound. Then it was gone. The whole episode had lasted only seconds.
“Did you sense something? “ I asked Anna. “Just now? “
“No, sorry, “ she replied. “The phone’s ringing. It’s probably Daddy. Can I talk with you later? I really want to see how Jimmy’s doing. Bye. “
I sat there staring at the twin rings. I could no longer feel the warmth or the vibration I had just felt. I happened to look up at Jimmy just then and decided I should probably take another stab at repairing more of his spine damage. I figured that at the rate I was going, Jimmy would die of old age before I could get it all repaired.
I had been working on Jimmy for about half an hour when the girls came barreling in, chattering away. I saw that Ileana had brought out the pair of ornate chests from my stateroom. The ones with my royal paraphernalia in them. Sandy and Rose carried the ‘uniform’ I had worn for the Omugi, that hadn’t been cleaned since the battle Saturday night.
“Stand up, Michael. We want to show Cindy and Alice what you’ll look like when you’re dressed for the ceremony,” Eve told me. I noticed that she had only been around me for three days and was already ordering me around. Just like most of the others.
“I’m sorry,” she corrected, smiling. “Please, Michael, won’t you model your crown for Mrs. Castleberry?”
I spent the next twenty minutes as a live dress up doll for Ileana, Sandy, Rose, Eve, and Hanna, along with her sister and mother. I was so used to nudity I didn’t even think about them stripping me until I heard Alice’s sharp intake of breath.
“You might as well get used to seeing my husband this way. That is, if you’re going to be around him very much,” Ileana told the embarrassed Alice as my girls all laughed in agreement.
There were also plenty of remarks about how I smelled when they dressed me in the sweat-stained uniform that had belonged to Ileana’s grandfather. They just had to complete the uniform with all the items from the chest. So I stood there as they put the arm band, the gauntlets, the royal sash, and the ceremonial dagger on.
There was some debate about the crown, as it was not the one I would be wearing on Tapato, but finally, Ileana decided to put it on as well. I could feel her pride, as she displayed me to the others.
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