Time Travel Stories

She just wanted snacks from the 7-Eleven. A cmsix-inspired time travel adventure.

The Temporal Management Agency's mission is to protect the Ultimate Time Line from the shadowy incursions of the Rectifiers who seek to change events and alter history. TMA Agents Derek and Crystal are in the forefront of this continuing battle. This is the first of their missions through Time.

a repost of the original

TMA agents Derek and Crystal return to the American Civil War Battle of Gettysburg to prevent the Rectifier's enabling the Confederate army to triumph and change the course of that country's history.

A New Career Story
California of 1850 provides a bountiful source of adventure and some sex as John Wilson winds up cleaning up a part of San Francisco. Mostly, he goes after kidnappers, and that proves very lucrative as he assumes the persona of a detective and troubleshooter. Not only that, but he establishes his own version of the Baker Street Irregulars.

A Superior Replicator Story
This is an alternate reality. Jeff Culberson, a modern Massachusetts state trooper and his replicator, are somehow transported to west Texas of 1872 during the Indian War. He fights Comanches, weds his lady-love, spends some time as a town marshal and as a bounty hunter. He does a lot of good to make Texas a better place to live, including starting the first Normal school for women. 11 chapters.

New story, with time travel, redemption, hot sex, and how one man learns to move on.

James sat in Ten Forward, listening as Crusher and Troi lamented the polywater incident and how no one had fucked either of them. He sighed, gutted that he’d missed out—his job so lowly he hadn’t even realized it was happening. Had he known, he would’ve fucked them both and married Troi. Q, eavesdropping, materialized to make James’s wish cum true. Not edited by Steven, he's busy working on the New World!

In a shop thick with oil and silence, a clockmaker discovers a key that rewinds time in precise increments. His apprentice, Lira, turns it with him. Loops stretch. Desire deepens. But the clocks begin to falter—and so do they. Ticks blur. Scars remain. Moments once shared begin to slip. Each turn takes something: breath, memory, steadiness. What remains when time breaks around you, and you can’t remember who you were before?