Chapter 287: Return Trip through Hell (Atlanta)

Back in my seat, I carefully climbed over Jules to try to get some sleep. The flight attendant came over to hand me a comfy pillow and a big blanket. I covered up and went to sleep.

How is there a fully naked girl sleeping on me, and I didn’t notice? Wait. Where did she go? Is this a dream? Something is weird. Weirder than usual for me these days.

I must be dreaming. People don’t appear for a second or two and then disappear again, can they?

For the next few minutes, I found the naked girl lying on me for one to three seconds, and then she wasn’t. The blanket would be flat against me when she wasn’t there. Her body felt warm, so she wasn’t some sort of a ghost. Well, that is if ghosts exist. She was then gone for close to ten minutes before she reappeared on top of me again. This time she was there for longer. Not long enough for me to get a look at her, but for at least five seconds. Then things changed.

Sometimes she appeared like before. The other times were utterly silent. The roar of the engines and the air blowing from the nozzle overhead wasn’t there. I started to get concerned. It wasn’t right at all, and I was sure I wasn’t dreaming.

“Please. Calm. Hard to Focus. Trying.” I heard in my head.

Whatever was happening was becoming for longer times. It got to the point where she was there lying on me, sometimes hearing the engine noise, and the rest of the time, it was silent. The quiet times got longer, and I was able to start feeling her racing heartbeat, along with her heavy breathing. I started rubbing her bareback from her shoulders to down over her butt. Whenever I got down along her sides above her hips, she giggled. Touching below her waist had her trying to move from my hand, at least at first. Finally, she completely relaxed to enjoy my caresses. It was only then that I noticed we were spending most of the time in this quiet place. I knew it wasn’t some other dimension or anything because Jules was tossing and turning in her sleep next to us. Once when hearing the jet engines, she had her leg up in the air and arm reaching for the armrest to help her turn over. I slipped into the quiet place again, her body froze in mid-move. I tried to pull on her leg toward me.

That is a lot of work. It seems that she weighs a few tons.

When I heard the engine noises again, Jules let out a grunt as she spun out of her seat and into Amy’s. I didn’t get to see much more before going to the silent place again. This time I stayed there.

“Please just hold me,” the naked girl in my arms said. “My body is feeling, strange, down between my legs. It isn’t pee or poo. I’ve not had either since before whatever happened to me happened. My name is Yuri. At least I think it is. I feel like I have lived for thousands of years now. It was hard to get you here. I need to rest now. I will explain when I awaken.”

Ok? Where is here?

We both dozed off. I awoke later with Yuri climbing up my body, holding onto something that seemed to take a lot of work for her to get up to me.

“I can’t explain this, so I took this to show you. It goes to one one-thousandth of a second. Watch,” Yuri told me as she put the stopwatch in my hand, started it, and fell back to sleep.

She slept for hours, but the stopwatch only showed three one-thousandths of a second passing.

It took her a few minutes to get her bearings before she told me, “I remember hearing my parents trying to wake me up. There was something about a big tidal wave, but don’t recall very much, and it was so long ago to me. I clearly remember the super-loud alarms from the place where my father worked. We were supposed to be in a safe place, but we couldn’t get out of the doors due to the water pushing against them from the other side. Then it happened. I felt a lot of something powerful going through my body. My watch showed it took two hours for my parents to show a response on their faces that I had vanished. Days and days went by for me as whatever happened at my dad’s job got worse. Then they died. No one knew they were there. Their bodies cooked, caught fire, and turned to ash. I’m not sure if I cried. It took months, if not years, for that to happen.”

Before she could continue, she fell asleep again. She jumped when the loud sounds from the engines assaulted out ears. The stopwatch showed five seconds before everything went silent.

“I thought I must be a ghost, trapped here for eternity because we had no religion that allowed us to move to another existence. I gave up on that idea when I found I couldn’t walk through walls. By the time I finally found a place large enough for me to leave my dad’s broken workplace, my clothes had turned to dust, but I didn’t care about being naked. At our home, I waited for a long time before someone broke into there to steal our things. In my room, I tried to get my stuffed puppy. I kept trying to get it to move to me here. I felt it starting to disappear from that place to here, but one of the burglars took it. I managed to get a pair of panties into this place only to find that by the time they went from there into here, the stress on them tore them to shreds,” she told me sadly. “I could only bring the stopwatch to you because you are here. Someone with so much energy inside them shouldn’t exist.”

I hugged her to me and said, “You shouldn’t exist in this slowed-time place either, Yuri.”

It was then that I noticed that she didn’t have the body of a little girl, that was for sure. I guessed that her body was closer to a fifteen to sixteen-year-old. If she were talking about the tidal wave in Japan and the Fukushima accident, then that would be about right. I asked her about it.

Reaching up to rub her fingers over her breasts, which caused her to get aroused, she said, “It felt like eons since the day I came to the silent place and now. Sorry. Touching my chest is making me all warm and feeling like I peed again. I haven’t eaten, peed, or had a bowel movement since that day. I only felt hungry for the first time when I was back in the normal world with you.”

I started telling her why her body was reacting that way only to find that she knew exactly why. She read a lot of medical books about what happens to a girl’s body when she grows up. Then there were the hundreds of thousands of girls she watched touching themselves, getting wet, and even having sex. With a blush, she said she touches her breasts a lot, especially when it made her feel like she peed. Sometimes she rubbed her clit too. It felt nice, but nothing ever happened. My rubbing her back had been the first human touch she had gotten since that day. It was making her wet in seconds, not the days like it has always taken her in this place.

“I’m sure I have had exactly one orgasm, and that took me three days of my time to happen,” she told me as she laid back down on my chest to keep talking. “I didn’t plan on being on this airplane, but it just happened. There is a lost book sticking out of a bag from one of the ladies that work on planes. Something about that book called out to me to find it, so I got on trains, boats, and now planes to find it. When I first touched it, I knew I could get it into this place with me and read it like a normal book, not ones with pages that took all my energy to turn. All the other books I have read were over someone’s shoulder. Even the speed readers would take at least five hours here to change to the next page. It took close to a month here for me to get part of the book into this place. Then, without any warning, it was in here with me instantly. I didn’t know why. I read it and was putting it back when that just happened too, but then I fell into a deep sleep for a week. From what I know about time here, one second in the normal time place, where you live, is over an hour here for me. One minute there is around three days here. I found another book sitting in a seat pocket and went to try to get it if I could. Right as I tried to get it free, you pushed against me. I could see the link forming between you and me as energy flowed into me, over my body, through my hand to surround the book. It popped right into my hand as if I was picking it up like I was seven again before this happened. I experimented to find that I had to touch you to reestablish the link whenever I slept, or it went away for some reason. In the last six months of my time on this plane, I used the energy link to open doors, open luggage, and even find myself some clothes that fit my bigger body perfectly. As you already saw, I have a small chest now, so I need not use a bra for support.”

“Why didn’t you dress and stay back in the normal time with me? You were able to get there for a few seconds at a time,” I asked.

She started to cry, so I went to hold her to me, but she pulled away.

Looking down, with no tears falling from her eyes, she said, “I wanted you to myself. I watched you with the other girls and saw the pleasures you gave them. It has been so long since anyone held me, and you make me feel safe. Can you take off the rest of your clothes and hold me to your strong naked body. I don’t think I can do with you any of what the others did. Many times, I feel like I am still seven years old. Plus, I don’t want to risk doing something which breaks our connection permanently. Maybe because I am still pure is why I can tap into your huge energy stores. I also worry about harming the plane and everyone within it. I once saw a place where people with unnatural energy reserves test to see how powerful they are. That is where we must go before trying to pull me back into normal time. Can you please just hold me for a long time?”

I did hold her and rubbed her back and butt once it stopped making her tingle with arousal. From a purely analytical standpoint, she examined every inch of my dick and nutsack. It was the first she been able to touch in her whole life. Yuri then had me check her out too, to be sure they were typical for a girl her age. She didn’t have a period, and the place in my head showed that until she spent time in the real world to get the specific nutrients she needed, she wasn’t going even to start having her ovaries and uterus develop. It also showed me that she had been borderline obese as a young child. Those reserves were what her body used over these years to fuel her body developing where it had so far.

We slept for weeks, with her naked on top of me with my arms holding her safely to me. She found it harder and harder to resist what her brain was telling her body to do with my dick as it hardened in my sleep. Her body agreed as it got fully prepared for sex. She had a considerable amount of willpower not to have sex as well as not let me at least try to help her have an orgasm.

She decided it was finally time for me to go back to regular speed time. We both dressed, just in case, and she had three dozen other outfits to put on, which she had vacuum sealed to keep them from turning to dust before Yuri laid on me as we had been when she phased in and out.

Having so much energy to tap into, she barely started what she did before when we both were back in my time. She quietly kissed and cuddled me for an hour in our real-time before even realized it.

“I have to go back now,” she told me.

“Why?”

She smiled and said, “Because I have so many things I still want to do before I can’t go back to the slow time place anymore. Go to one of those special testing places. I will find you there. Now that I can feel you, I will know when to go there. I’m so scared if I stay here in normal time, I might cause the plane to crash. I’m scared too.”

Like that, she blinked out and didn’t phase back in.

“Did you see what happened,” Jules asked me. “I was turning over to get comfortable, and the next thing I knew, I was flying toward Amy’s seat. I looked over, but you were asleep with your blanket tucked around you like the last time I woke up to hear a girl crying. It sounded like she was there in your seat with you, but no one was there. I’ve been too scared to go back to sleep. I’ve seen all those Poltergeist movies from when my parents were kids.”

I suggested that someone pranked her since most everyone was sleeping right now. She wasn’t so sure but didn’t get to say much else before a girl from her school came over wearing a long, thin t-shirt that only went down her thigh halfway to her knee. She was pale as a ghost, except for her red eyes.

When she calmed enough to speak, she said, “I think I saw a ghost of a naked girl. She was right there beside me and trying to get my book from the part between the seats. My book disappeared into thin air when the girl vanished. A few minutes later, she was back with it. I was sure I dreamed it until the naked girl disappeared and then reappeared dressed. She gave me a quick hug and apologized for scaring me when she borrowed my book. I’ve had stranger dreams before. But the weirdest thing happened, and I’m sure she is a ghost. After she hugged me, I found myself naked. My body felt like someone touched my body all over softly. Within a second, I was wearing this long t-shirt and nothing else. The book she borrowed is a lesbian romance novel with sections where they give vague references to what was going on to let the reader use their imagination. The girl appeared naked again, kissed me on the lips, and then vanished again. Each time she reappeared, I had a huge orgasm. When she finally stopped, my clothes just appeared on my lap. It has me freaked out. I sleep in PJs with panties. Never naked or in a nightshirt where someone can see my panties, much less my bare everything. Can you hold me to keep me safe, please?”

Lifting my blanket and opening my arms to her had her in my lap, holding onto me for dear life. Once she settled down a bit, I felt her nipples to rock hard and could smell her juices. I found my dick fished out. No matter what Yuri tried to do to make me hard, I wasn’t letting happen. My shield showed me how to block Yuri from pulling energy off me. I used the place in my head to get me tucked away again.

The girl, Aisha, turned over onto her back, pulled the shirt up above her small tits, pulled one of my hands to one tit, spread her legs, and put my hand on her soaked pussy. That slight touch brought her off. She used the bottom edge of the blanket to dry her pussy off before pulling her shirt back down and turning back to sleep with her breasts against my chest.

“Wow. I felt your penis trying to go inside me, but it was completely soft so it couldn’t get in there. That was weird,” Aisha told me. “Please don’t even tell anyone I let you touch me that way. I was right there and couldn’t get over the edge.”

Having her long t-shirt pulled down didn’t last for long. I had it pulled up far enough that I could rub the bare skin of her back down to the tops of her legs beyond her butt cheeks. I had the place in my head pull out any orgasm energy my cuddling and rubbing her back was causing. It wasn’t much, but more than enough to cause her nipples to be so hard they would hurt, and her juices flow like a lazy river. We both went to sleep.