It turned out that SM had its own in-house R & D department, complete with resident “mad scientist,” a certain Dr. Bezumna Morozov. Her brainchild, Project Blueskies, was investigating what happened to matter compressed to superdensity, beyond the theoretical limits allowed by the laws of physics. She had tried embedding a small capsule of isotope iron, Fe-57, inside a sphere of powerful shaped-charge explosive. The implosive force had been calculated to be sufficient to create a miniature black hole, a tear in the fabric of space. The iron capsule had disappeared in a violent burst of gamma rays. Vaporized? Or pushed into an entirely different physical dimension?
Some intriguing evidence indicated that the object might have traveled backwards in time. The
You Porn equations hinted at this possibility, and Dr. Morozov had, in fact, found something that looked like it could have been a small iron object, embedded in a nearby table top. Tests confirmed that it was the rare atomic weight 57 isotope of iron and it had about a month’s accumulation of rust on it. Had it traveled a month into the past?
Then there was the experiment by Dr. Morozov’s colleague, Professor Flatus. He had placed a pair of specially bred albino roaches within a hollow iron-57 sphere, then inserted that into the detonation chamber. The implosion had made sphere and roaches disappear. Those particular roaches had never been seen again, but there were 20-year-old records of a nasty infestation of white roaches in the building that had previously been on the site of the laboratory. Were these the offspring of time-traveling roaches?
“And you say they’re asking for human volunteers now, Teeya? HUMANS? It’s *beyond* crazy! It’s a suicide mission.”
“They’re desperate. The company Directorate has decided to cut off funding for the project. And there’s something else — ”
“The more I hear, the wackier it gets. Well, go on, woman, tell me more.”
“I’ve told you we’re living on borrowed time. What I haven’t mentioned is just how little time we
Porno have left.”
“How much?”
“Two months. That’s the best estimate that SM’s sociometrists can come up with. In just a couple of months this entire hemisphere will lie in ruins, destroyed and abandoned, and ninety percent of the population will be dead. For all practical purposes, it will be the end of the world.”
It’s dark in here in this hollow iron-57 shell. Absolute, total, mind-shattering darkness. But I can feel Teeya behind me, curled tightly around me, holding me in her embrace… and I can feel her cock deeply embedded in my cunt.
