The Time Machine | By : kittykins667 Category: S through Z > Space Jam Views: 3865 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: I do not own Space Jam or any of the characters in it, nor am I making any money from this story. I do own the other characters though because they are myself and my friends. xD |
Over the next week, they enjoy their time together as much as possible. They cuddle and kiss all the time, watch movies and play games together (Amber gets Bupkus addicted to the Dead Space games), and they have sex every night. Multiple times. As promised, Bupkus makes their second time romantic. He lights candles (Amber is surprised to learn that he can breathe fire when he wants to), gets warming lubrication, and gives her a massage first. When it comes time to do it, he kisses her sweetly all over, moistens her holes up enough to where she’ll feel less pain, and slides himself in and out of her nice and slowly, whispering how much he loves her and how beautiful she is. It makes her extremely happy.
By the time that the day Amber is supposed to make her decision comes around, she still can’t make it. It’s a tough choice between what’s right and what’s easy.
After breakfast, Bupkus asks her about it. “Did you make a decision yet, sweetie?”
“Not really… I want you more than anything… but I want to help everyone… I’m still so confused…” she says, tears starting to run down her cheeks.
“Aw, baby, please don’t… I hate seein’ you upset…” he coos sadly, scooping her up into his arms, “It’ll be a’ight, baby… If you don’t like your decision, go back in time and make a different one…”
“But if I tell you guys about the time machine to save everyone, everyone will find out about it and the stupid government will take it or something…” she sobs miserably.
“Just make us promise not to tell or somethin’… I dunno, baby…”
Sniffling, she asks, “You think I should do it?”
“I think you should do whatever makes you happy… and I don’t think you’ll ever be completely happy unless you try to help your species…” he replies sadly, “And I’ve been thinkin’… I ain’t got a way to make you immortal. It was an injection that one of our few scientists discovered… It was never tested on humans. You could stay here, but you’ll die eventually… and I won’t. I want us to fix this to where I can have a shorter, happier, life with you… The thought of losin’ you… and livin’ forever to deal with it… it makes me sick. I wanna die with you, baby.”
She giggles, “That last part sounded horribly morbid, hun.”
“You know what I mean, baby…”
“I do… I’m sad that loving me makes you want to die though…”
“Baby, livin’ forever was never as good as I thought it would be… now that I’ve got something to live for… I don’t wanna lose it.”
“Aw… I love you, Bupkus,” she says happily, leaning over to hug his arm.
“I love you too, my lil’ sweetheart,” he purrs, brushing her hair behind her ear and stroking her cheek gently with his thumb.
“So… the plan will be that I go back and try to make this right… and if things don’t change, you use the time machine to come back and save me?”
“Sounds like a good plan to me, baby… But how will you do the makin’ things right part?”
“I was thinking… I have my camera… If I recorded all of you guys telling your past selves how badly you fucked up… would they listen?”
He laughs and says, “That’s a great plan, baby! More likely to work than anything else I can think of… There’s also the matter of gettin’ us to watch it though…”
She shrugs, “I’ll just have to try… I was thinking I’d try not acting scared, calling you guys by name, and just being like, ‘Okay, I know you guys want to get back to raping, killing, eating, whatever, and you’ll have ALL the time in the world for that, but just watch this really quick,’ then have my laptop already ready and click play. Do you think that would work?”
“I dunno, baby… We might think twice because we’ll be confused that you know our names… It’ll probably be your best shot.”
“Yay! Now to make the video… Then tomorrow I’ll go back.”
Bupkus looks sad at that, “A’ight, sweetie…”
“I’ll only be gone a month, hun… Then we can be together if it works. If it doesn’t, you’ll just have to wait five more months to come and get me. But either way, we can be together in the end.”
“I hope so, sweetheart… My past self is such a dick… I’ll try to get through to him in the video. It won’t be easy, but eh… it’s worth a shot.”
“It is… ‘Kay, you get your friends over here and I’ll get the camera!” she says eagerly, hopping off of her chair.
They both sprint off in opposite directions. Amber quickly grabs her camera and heads back to the kitchen table. It doesn’t take long for Bupkus and the others to enter and sit down at the table with her.
Nawt laughs, “It’s gonna be really weird tellin’ ourselves to stop bein’ assholes.”
Everyone else laughs too. Amber sets the camera up and tells them the kind of things they need to say before hitting record.
Amber turns the camera towards herself and starts, “Okay, so… if I didn’t explain to you already, I found a time machine and got sent 204 years into the future. Yeah, yeah, I know… sounds crazy… but just listen. Because of your little invasion, everything got fucked up, you even screwed yourselves over. I know your names because I’ve been living with you guys for like four months. You’re all pretty awesome. Well… you are now, at least… But you all have something to say to yourselves… God, that’s fuckin’ weird… Okay, take it away, guys,” she says, turning the camera on them, “Who wants to start?”
“I will,” says Pound and she focuses the camera on him. “You guys rape, kill, ‘n eat everyone you see, causin’ the entire population of humans and animals to die within four years. So you pretty much fuck yourselves over as far as women and food. Now we’re stuck jackin’ off and eatin’ artificial shit. It fuckin’ sucks.” The others mutter their agreement and he continues, “This scientist discovered some shit to make us immortal so we’re still alive, but our species is dyin’ off because, without humans, we have to be idiots and kill each other. Pretty soon there’ll be none of us left. I gotta say, with no women and this shitty food, I wouldn’t mind croakin’ right about now myself.”
“Got that right,” agrees Bang, “But at least ole Swacky got what he deserved in the end, right boys?” They all laugh and state their agreement. Bang continues, “After we ran out of humans, everyone got real pissed off ‘n took care of him.”
Pound smirks and draws a finger across his neck, emphasizing the point.
Bupkus starts in, “I know we’ve had 200 years to sit here and think about all the shit we did wrong, but you guys need to try ‘n see it right now… If you fuck this up, you’re gonna have forever to regret it.” He reaches over, grabs the camera from Amber, and hands it to Pound. He then pulls Amber out of her chair and into his arms, cradling her gently as he continues, “Bupkus, if you fuck up and hurt this girl… I’ll kill you. She’s the sweetest, most beautiful little thing… I love her more than anything in this whole universe… She’s everything to me. You’d love ‘er too if you stopped bein’ a sick, twisted fucker for five minutes. Treat ‘er right or I’ll fuckin’ kick your ass. If you can’t treat ‘er right, then just stay the hell away from her… I wanna be with ‘er, but not if it means treatin’ ‘er bad. I just want my baby girl to be happy…”
Amber giggles, “Aw… you’re so sweet that you threaten to kick your own ass for me…”
He chuckles and says, “That’s how much I love you, baby,” before pulling her in for a kiss.
Pound cuts in, laughing, “A’ight, you guys… go get a room or somethin’!”
Bupkus and Amber pull apart, laughing as well. Bupkus smirks, “You’re just jealous,”
“Fuck yeah, I am, so shut it,” Pound replies, laughing again in spite of himself.
Bupkus chuckles before looking back to the camera and saying, “If you miss out on this girl, Bupkus, it’ll be the worst mistake you ever make. Just remember that.” He looks from Nawt to Blanko and asks, “Anything you guys wanna add?”
They shake their heads and Nawt says, “Nah, you guys pretty much covered everything.”
Suddenly remembering, Amber exclaims, “Oh, I know! The sun’s gonna die at some point. Someone should probably get to working on something that warms the planet so we don’t all die. Just a thought. Sooo… in conclusion, make peace with the humans and we won’t all get fucked over, love me, I guess, and make a planet-heater. Oh! And once the sun is gone, the sky is beyond gorgeous. I’m sure you don’t care, but I thought I’d share anyways. That it, guys?” They all laugh and say yes so she continues, “Okay, so that’s it. And on a side note, I’d really appreciate not dying. Thanks, guys. Bye-bye!” With that, Pound stops recording.
They put the video onto Amber’s laptop and watch it over, checking for things that they might have missed. The monsters then explain to Amber what she needs to do and when and where to do it. She saves their instructions as a note in her cell phone, just in case she forgets.
Once they’re sure that their plan is sound and everything feels right, they go to watch a movie together. The monsters all really want to see the Saw series so Bupkus grabs it from his room for them to watch. They all watch the first one, but then Bupkus and Amber leave them to spend their last night together in privacy.
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