Far Pangaea
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Episode 33: Emotional Rescue
Science Fiction Sex Story: Episode 33: Emotional Rescue - The time travel story to end all time. Just when you think you have read it all, something comes along that changes it up. Worlds will collide! Your greatest fears lie around every corner. Just when you can predict the future, you would be wrong. Join our PASTaways as they navigate uncharted territory at the Dawn of Time in hopes of finding a way home. At the very least a safehaven. God be with them! He might even tag along. Keep up Old Man!
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa BiSexual Heterosexual High Fantasy Science Fiction Aliens Far Past Time Travel Magic Vampires Exhibitionism Massage Masturbation Voyeurism Illustrated
The Ganthorian Hilton!
Art by #ArtSensei
Colonel Ruby Goddard had been pouting for the last hour yet waving her Glock around as if it were her only friend. Miserable at being left alone to baby sit not only super genius James Ian Pryce but possibly her own unborn child. It was pretty obvious she was carrying Jack’s child, yet she had no rock-solid evidence as of yet. It wasn’t as easy as going to the corner market for a pregnancy test. For all she knew she could be infested by some unknown creature lurking in their starship. She had seen the movie Alien, you know how that turned out. Nerves of course!
James had gone to his lab to keep tinkering. His eagerness led Ruby to shrug him off and motion him to go away. She just hoped he would stay out of trouble. Now would not be the time to create any further dilemmas. It was bad enough not knowing the outcome of Jack’s unit paying a visit to the Mother’s Vamp Camp.
Sobbing a bit, she wiped her tears on her wrist and got up from her seat in the ships bridge, enough looking out into a hopeless desert. She needed fresh air so she decided to check on the cows. It was now her responsibility to keep things in order until they returned. If they returned. A quick call via her throat collar let James know she was going outside just in case he needed her.
Lowering the ships ramp Ruby slowly made her descent, her depression seemed to force her to walk at a ho-hum pace. Reaching the base of the ramp she stopped to look toward the cattle and Greta’s horse Quiver. Everything appeared good. Even through their static net pen she could see them leisurely eating, resting, or strolling about. She really wasn’t in a mood to deal with shoveling shit. God knows the smell required it.
Out of boredom Ruby chose instead to take a stroll along their crops. Her rabbit friends hopping about freely was a strange comfort to her. The only issue concerning them was that she worried that they might eat their entire crop bed. However, strangely it appeared that the crops were still thriving. It was something to keep an eye on regardless. What did bother her was that the bunnies tended to keep a close eye on her. Kind of spooky.
Her tour of duty led her over to the 1971 Dodge Charger that Cameron Scott had claimed as his own. She caressed the hood emotionally feeling Cam’s loss. He never had a chance to even detail it. A tear formed in her eye over that fact. Her emotions were in and out. That in itself did not bode well hoping that she really wasn’t pregnant.
Eying the dozens of other cargo containers that they hadn’t had the opportunity to open she decided to kill time and keep her mind occupied. At least knowing what other treasures might be hidden within might cheer her up. Bubble bath would be nice! Most of the containers were locked up tight so she did not find it so easy to open them. Without Jack’s strength or Elle’s laser cutting eyes her job was strenuous.
“You can bet the bolt cutters I need are inside one of these bastards.”
Losing her temper after a good ten minutes of using a rock to pummel the locks she growled reaching behind her waist. “Shit! I sat my firearm down before I stepped out. I swear, the one time I leave my Glock inside. I need to conserve the bullets anyway. Dammit! I want to know what the hell is inside these.”
In her tantrum and pacing about, one of the rabbits hopped up to her side as if a comfort. At first it nuzzled against her pant leg like a cat then moved forward enough to rise on its hind legs. As it planted its front paws up on the container door, a strange chinking noise alerted Ruby as she heard the lock come undone. Raising an eyebrow, she surmised that her rock pounding had jarred it just enough. If not, then these rabbits had the luckiest feet around.
“Don’t get cocky, Roger.” She playfully sneered down at the hare. “You know I loosened it.”
The rabbit merely sat up on its hind legs and wiggled its whiskers before darting away. After watching it retreat Ruby shrugged, she just did not know what to make of them. Turning her attention to the door she removed the lock and chain before creaking the steel enclosure open. Her eyes went wide at the sight of what she saw within.
“Well now. Just what the doctor ordered. Gym equipment. Barbells. Dumbbells. Punching bags. Basketballs. Sporting equipment. This should keep everyone fit.” She fidgeted, hoping they would survive to enjoy this stuff. “God! I can use all of this. I need to get back into my workouts.”
Unloading it as her muscles could handle, she sorted through everything. A volleyball net made her smile. That could be a family thing. Enjoying their suffering here as much as humanly possible would brighten things up. It brought back memories to her High School days when she played nearly every sport they offered. A volleyball kept her busy for ten minutes until she grew bored of her excessive forearm activity. At least there were manual air pumps and needles to air up the balls.
This crate had it all. Eying a soccer ball she chuckled! “Hey there, Wilson. I think Tom Hanks is looking for you.” It was nice to laugh at least a little. It never lasted long. Her emotions were bouncing around like the balls she dropped and let roll away.
Choosing the items she herself wanted, she looked around for a spot to set up her own private gym. The emptied-out container the Charger had been inside before the boys rolled it out made for a good home gym. Arranging benches for barbells she stacked weights to be used as needed. Using chains from the door locks she suspended a rectangular style punching bag from the cargo containers doorway. It being a larger than normal container meant it could be used as their small fitness center. Inside would be hot and sweaty. Good for a decent workout. Tying gloves to the ribs of the container for a later use she looked over what was left in Gold’s Gym.
Gymnastic flooring pads were stuffed toward the back. Older model cardio exercise bikes lined up in a row to the containers south side. At least they didn’t need electricity like modern equipment. This haul was pay dirt.
Sweating profusely, Ruby took stock that James wasn’t around. She felt like a bit of freedom. Removing her tank top to let the girls out for a bit of exercise themselves seemed in order. It was not often that she had this chance to relax intimately. Leaving her shirt draped over a cardio bike she said to hell with it and dropped her green fatigues too. Boots removed, she went down to her thong. As long as she was alone, she felt safe, off it went. Much cooler! Besides she could use a tan.
Wearing only socks she prowled about trying to decide on whether to battle open a second container. This was a great beginning as it was. She would be disappointed if the next container had something useless like garden gnomes.
Hands on her hips she paced in front of her next potential target. Picking up her discarded rock from earlier, she prepared to begin attacking the lock. Again, a rabbit skipped toward her feet and rested its paws on the door. This time the lock merely crumbled and fell from its chain.
“Damn, Bugsy. You critters are on a roll today.” She crouched down and coaxed the bunny to let her pet him. The rabbit shyly moved within her reach and allowed her to gently caress its pelt. “Thanks for being here for me.”
Sniffing at her lower belly the bunny reared up and touched her abdomen. Upon contact her belly began to glow as it had when she had touched it yesterday. The sight made her feel really cozy. Relaxed! A flutter within her felt like a giggle. Ruby had to smile.
“Okay! Let’s open up this thing.” She stood up as the bunny moved out of her way. Removing the chain she winced at the unoiled screeching of steel pins. One door open was all she needed.
“Toys. Yo-yo’s. Boomerangs. Dolls. Model cars. Lite Brite. Easy Bake Ovens. View Masters. G.I. Joe’s. Barbie’s Dream House. Wow!” She smirked and rubbed her belly. “Looks like you made out like a bandit Kid. Christmas presents for the next ten years.” She examined further! “Etch-a-Sketch. Rock ‘em Sock ‘em Robots. Mr. Potato Head. Board games. Even a Ouija board. Yeah, let’s leave that one alone. My luck I’d communicate with that Verago.”
Nearly ready to abandon her archaeological dig of the late 60’s, she discovered the one thing that she couldn’t resist.
“Oh, man! This brings back the ole childhood. I have to try this.” She drug out of all things, a Hula Hoop. Admiring it she looked toward the starship to be certain James wasn’t watching. Snickering she began to raise the hoop up when her pesky friend Bugsy hopped closer sniffing it. “You know any dog tricks, Bugsy? Poodle through the hoop?” Lowering it she chuckled knowing full well the rabbit wouldn’t just jump through the hoop. “Go on. Let’s see what you got.”
Playfully waiting, the bunny surprised her. In more ways than one. As she held the plastic ring low the rabbit hopped through it. The only problem was it never came out the other end. It was gone. Seeing this Ruby dropped the hoop with a gasp, jumping back in favor of collecting her nerves.
“That did not just happen.”
Lingering a moment longer she bent over and plucked the hoop from the ground. Examining it she groaned at her unexplained feat. Deciding to try the hoop out she lowered it over her head to her waist while looking down as she did. Once she prepared to twirl it about her hips she raised her chin. Ruby Goddard was shocked again. So shocked she dropped her Hula Hoop.
All around her the scenery had changed. At her feet was the desert floor. Yet, outside of the hoop was a tropical beach. The surf crashing against the rocks. The air crisp and chilly, nipples going erect as if never before. It was so cold she had to fold one arm over them.
The rabbit had returned in force. Hundreds of rabbits surrounded her outside the ring. Preventing her from stepping out of it. Surrounded Ruby Goddard whimpered.
“Through the looking glass, Alice.”
Inside the Ganthorian ship James Ian couldn’t get any work done. Xander was barking his fool head off and trying to get the boy to follow him. Rolling his eyes James decided the pup needed to go to the bathroom. Trudging along behind him James used his collar to communicate in dog lingo.
“Why are you so up my tushy, Boy?” The dog continued barking in tones that returned to his ears in English. “Ruby in trouble.”
“What? Where?” James began to run, Xander leading him outside and toward the toy container. Sniffing about Xander yelped. “She is here.”
James paced about with a look of confusion. Seeing her discarded clothing on the ground made him worry. Finally, at Xander’s insistence James bent over and lifted the Hula Hoop. Every inch lifted Ruby began to appear. Her legs. Thighs. Ass. James lingered a moment at her perfect butt unable to resist this strange striptease. He even circled her in step to view her pussy. Xander growled at him for being a perv at a time like this.
“You’re right! Keep this between us.”
Reaching her chest his eyes bulged. Finally halting his childish perversions, he moved the hoop above her head. There stood Ruby in utter shock. What she had witnessed was beyond comprehension. Then, just as quickly her mind crept home.
“JAMES!” She screamed and darted out from under the raised hoop. Her arms extended revealing her bulging breasts. James could only whine and try not to look. Grabbing the hoop from him she tossed it away dancing about uncontrollably. What she had seen freaked her out. Finally, she regained reality and looked at James with a haunted expression.
“James? I was just on a tropical beach. Somehow! Thank God, you saved me. I didn’t know what to do. I saw rabbits everywhere. They wouldn’t let me step out of the circle. I think they were protecting me from something. How in the heck do you explain that?”
He lowered his gaze and pointed at her chest. “Can you get dressed? I can’t think and lust at the same time.”
“What? OH, SHIT! Sorry!” She bolted about gathering her clothing.
“I’m not. Just saying ... under my breath.” He flared his eyes the opposite direction of her out of respect. Waiting on her to get dressed James stepped away toward the tossed hoop. Picking it up he took the risk of placing it around his body. Nothing! It was just a child’s toy. He went so far as to twirl it around his body a number of times until it fell to the ground.
Shrugging at nothing to brag about, he met back with Ruby who was now fully dressed. Nipples still bullets, however. He did his best to ignore that fact.
“It didn’t work the same on you?” She had to know.
“Nope! Just did my best Hula. No island hopping. No Lilo and Stitch!”
“Am I going crazy James?”
“Doubt it! I was the one who played magician and saw you in half.” Nice analogy! “Remember my Hi-Brasil theory? I’m thinking you just went there. Your bunny friends didn’t want you to get trapped. It shows how intelligent they are.” James picked the hoop up again and suspended it off the ground a few inches as they talked. During their discussion the rabbit which had jumped through earlier magically returned to the desert floor. Staring up at Ruby it fidgeted just before hopping away.
“I need a drink. There’s a bottle of tequila with my name on it.” Ruby was done for the day.
James dropped the hoop and moved toward the crops with Xander at his heel. Stopping short to look at the rabbits munching without care he pondered over an idea. Kneeling to remove Xander’s translator collar he made kissing sounds toward the rabbits to attract them. The bunny which had gone through the portal cautiously stepped forward as James extended the collar toward the rabbit. Sniffing at it the bunny declined and hopped away.
“So much for that idea.”
Sixty-three miles out!
“There is where my sister Lily is imprisoned.” Sabbath Black pointed in her spectral form. As long as she held the hand of Madigan Ridge, she was a ghost. Her journey had led them to the massive meat locker where the ship had at one time kept their food while travelling on the high seas. Long emptied out!
“Okay! Guards everywhere but asleep.” Maddy saw napping vamps who didn’t seem aware of them as of yet.
“They cannot hear ghosts. Not even our thoughts. We are at our safest. Please take me inside. Lily awaits.”
Nodding, Madigan led them toward the locker and phased them within. A blinding light forced both women to divert their gaze. No ordinary light. This light defied Madigan’s normal vision. In her ghostly state she was able to peer into absolute darkness or pierce the brightest veil. Not this time. This was assuredly different.
