Go back and undo the damage

"Yeah! Go ahead! Tell her she can come over!"

It was just stalling for time. I had made up my mind. I had to go back and undo the damage that had been done. That would mean the blowjobs from Theresa and Victoria would only be a memory, at least for now. It also meant that the bitching, arguing, and stupid behavior from Theresa would return. But that was my 'normal'.

Theresa literally jumped with glee, her buxom breasts bouncing free from their confines, exposing both her beautiful tits for my approving eyes. "Ooops," she cooed, placing her hands over her rigid nipples, before turning away and showing me her bared ass, except for the piece of string that had been enveloped between the glutinous orbs.

It was only last weekend that I had transported back in time to, but the transformation in Theresa was a hundredfold more than could have ever been expected. The only solution was to go back, just prior to zapping the girls, and just not zap them. That way, it would never have happened, and things would be back to normal.

I sat still, drew in a deep breath and dialed the date and time back on my watch. I contemplated one last time and finally decided to go through with it. I hit the button ...

Error Code: 269-B

Nothing happened! I looked at the watch with a pained face and felt as if I had been hit in the stomach. The breath I took in and held, escaped with an exasperated sigh! "Error Code: 269-B ... What the hell is that?" I was talking to myself out loud, and realized I better be more careful, as Theresa was practically within earshot. It didn't work, and I didn't realize the error code. Now I was doubly concerned, wondering what was wrong with the watch, and not knowing what the error code was about.

I was one of the team that built the watch. I was the one who practically wrote the entire manual. I knew all the common error codes and how to correct them. But 269-B was totally foreign to me, and I had absolutely no clue what it entailed. Of course, the manual was back at the office, and I was in no condition to head there and look it up, nor did I have the time to do all that. My head was spinning again and it felt as if a migraine was coming on quick. The only thing that came to mind was to call Ollie, our engineering technician. Hopefully he'd be able to help me through this predicament. But of course, I had to be very careful and discreet on how much information I gave him. Lord knows what would happen if he found out I used the watch on my daughter!

I knew Ollie's number by heart and dialed it from the bedroom landline. Thank goodness he picked up the phone after the third ring. "Ollie! I need your help and I need it now! You know I'm testing the watch and due to give a report on it next week. Well, I've run into an error code that I can't figure out. Can you help?"

Ollie didn't seem too enthused to be bothered with such mundane tasks and quipped back, reminding me that I was the one who wrote the manual, and should know what all the error codes are.

"OLLIE! I wouldn't be calling you if I knew the code. It's not one that I recall ever seeing before. That's why I'm calling you! I'm positive it's not in the manual! Now please help!"

Ollie hemmed and hawed, and I could hear the pitter-patter of keyboard strokes through the phone line. There was some silence, followed by several more keystrokes, followed by more silence! It must've been only a few seconds, or a minute at most, but it felt like hours had gone by without Ollie saying a single word, only making sounds of discovery.

"Aha! There it is! Two, Six, Nine, B! Time space continuum. User is attempting to go back to a point in time prior to use of the watch, after having used the watch."

I had no clue what he was talking about. I don't recall any literature on 'Time Space Continuum!'

Ollie answered my unasked question. "After returning from using the watch, time shifts to an alternate parallel. The watch is then being used in the alternate timeline. The watch can only go back in the users history timeline, and can only go back as far as the current timeline exists. So, once you return from the past, if not in the same original timeline, the user will be unable to go further back than the point at which the watch was used in the parallel timeline."

My head was spinning like a tornado now! Why was this never explained to me? How did I miss out on all this technology information? It still didn't make any sense to me, otherwise, I would've researched it further. Thankfully, Ollie interpreted the explanation in terms I could better understand.

"So! When you went back in time, you used the watch, creating a chain reaction of events that thrust you into a different timeline, or in other words, a different dimension. It's a parallel dimension to the timeline you were originally in, so most things in your life remain unchanged, other than those items related to the chain of events you altered. In other words, you changed the future from the point you used the watch. You are now living in the altered future of that point. The watch only works in it's current timeline. Even though, it's still your past, you are unable to go back before the time you used the watch last. Otherwise, there'd be a cataclysmic clash between the past and the present. You can continue to use the watch in the present, but are only able to go back as far as the current timeline has been established. ... Luke? What did you do that you want undone?"

I had to close my eyes. The room was spinning. Things were starting to make sense. I half knew what Ollie said to be true. It was the only logical explanation for Theresa's behavior, however so sudden it was. But what was I supposed to do? I was now in an alternate timeline, with a daughter who was obsessed with being a blowjob submissive slut for her daddy. However appealing that may sound to some, I was scared shitless for my future. How could I explain Theresa's transformation to Melanie? How long could I keep Theresa's behavior under wraps? I was going to have to sit down and think this through with a much clearer head, which is not what I had at the moment.

"Luke? Are you going to answer my question?"

I breathed a heavy, audible sigh. "Thanks for the info Ollie! You've been a great help! See you in the office on Monday! Have a great weekend!" I hung up the phone before Ollie could ask again, or say anything else.

Not a split second later, the front door-bell was ringing incessantly. I hastily threw on some loose fitting sweatpants and a muscled tee shirt and padded down the steps. I opened the door without thinking or looking, my mind consumed with the many current perils I had.

I nearly choked as the lump in my throat got stuck in my windpipe. Victoria was standing in the doorway with a bright yellow rain jacket on. Her hair was matted down into wet ringlets, soaked by the heavy rainfall that I hadn't even noticed until now. The jacket barely covered her and was open along the front, exposing the fact that she was wearing nothing underneath, except for thigh high stockings attached to a white lace garter around her waist. Her breasts were tightly encased in a matching white lace bra, made transparent thanks to the teeming downpour.