Time Travel Trouble 2 - TG Caption Exclusive

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Part 2

The world faded in and Max looked around the ornate, dark wood covered office filled with old fashioned fixtures, and smiled. It worked, he thought. I knew we had it right. It's too bad Dennis couldn't come with me after helping with the professor's machine, but it worked! Now, I just have to figure out if I'm near enough the professor's last location and... Just then, there was a loud crash outside the door. Scowling, he walked over to the heavy wooden double doors and threw them open. Before him, sprawled out on the fine expensive carpeting was that useless serving girl, that... no. Max shook his head. Why would he think that, he wondered? And why was he so angry? That wasn't like him. He looked down at the woman again as she finally collected herself and started to get up. Then she met his eyes and he knew, the strange feelings surging. Looking down at her he felt dominant, the feeling bleeding through from his host body, and he had a sneaking suspicion he knew why.

"Dennis, you absolute moron," he said with barely controlled restraint.

None of this was going the way Dennis had hoped. He had wanted to arrive discreetly and quickly fade into the background. He had definitely not wanted to cause a scene and meet up with the one person that must be avoided, his co-worker and fellow student, Max. Especially not when Max had specifically warned him against using the equipment they recovered from their missing professor to send two people back in time at once, not that Max had bothered to explain why. The world had also not gently faded in as was theorized and expected. No, Dennis woke up in a heap on the floor, vision blurry and body numb. Hearing a door open nearby, he looked up and blinked, clearing his eyes. A man stood there, towering over him, a man that was dark, beautiful, and unbelievably imposing. It made him feel strange, his numb body rapidly...un-numbing and sending some very abnormal signals indeed. Dennis stared, eyes wide and mouth falling open. 'Oh no!' the thought intruded, 'She was in so much trouble!' Dennis finally stopped staring at the 'incredibly handsome, sexy..' Grrr, No! He shook his head, fighting off the alien thoughts, and felt something else shake in response. He finally looked down and took in the chocolate brown expanse of two large breasts hanging from her chest. What? She looked up at the beautiful man and felt a frisson of fear and… Something unexpected, excitement. 

Max stared down at his idiot partner, fuming. This was a disaster. Traveling in time was dangerous. There was always an chance of mental cross contamination with the host body, according to the professors notes. Sending more than one person back increased the contamination exponentially! They were so screwed. He looked at the beautiful woman, his anger morphing into a heady arousal. How strange must it be for his partner to be trapped in that tiny curvy body? He- no dammit, his host body knew just how submissive and horny she was, given their ongoing, if secret, relationship. His eyes narrowed and Max smirked down at the woman staring back at him with obvious lust. Dennis was certainly being affected by his host as much, if not more than Max. He should help her get in touch with her feminine side. 

Esme was in so much trouble! She hadn’t meant to drop the whole tray and make a mess, maybe just a spoon or two, just enough to get her bosses blood up. he was so much more mmm…forceful when she was naughty. She loved finding ways to rile him up, all to be punished by that huge…hard...GAH! What was he thinking!? Dennis tore his gaze away from the handsome man in front of him. What was wrong with him? He could feel the diamond hard nipples trying to tear their way out of the ridiculously thin top this body was dressed in. What kind of fetish-wear was this? And why did it feel so natural? He needed to ask. He knew this man- his partner would have the answers. “Max, I…”

“Quiet girl. You were told not to accompany me. You were told it was dangerous. Now, you have to be punished.”

Esme...Dennis chewed on his thick lip, doing his best to fight off the feeling of horny helplessness filling him. Weren’t they here for some reason? Shouldn’t they be doing something important. Without a further word, the man in front of him unbuttoned his trousers and freed the rapidly growing dark appendage inside. Denni- no...Esme didn't even consider hesitating, knowing her role in this little play, and more than ready to go along. Cradling the heated flesh in one comically tiny hand, she began with long, slow licks, before taking the over-sized head in her mouth. She barely resisted the urge to reach between her own legs, knowing if she did she would be denied longer. Her needs would be taken care of soon enough, as long as she was very good. 

Max looked down at the woman servicing him. Maybe he should stop this before they both got too carried away, too lost in their borrowed identities. He should… she mewled and pulled with another long, slow suck. They would get back to…whatever they came here for…after. First, he had a duty to perform, and a lesson to teach!