Warren Whisner (18 Femboy)

Warren Whisner quietly moaned as his cum finished shooting from his cock and started pooling on his chest and stomach. But he wasn’t at home, no he was at work. Warren needs to masturbate regularly due to his absurdly high sex drive, and quite frankly when he gets frustrated and stressed out he unconsciously decides to have an orgasm.

And he is quite frustrated right now. He was the last person still working at the Dark Energy Quantum Tunneler research facility, all hush hush and basically trying to use dark energy to either go to a different dimension, invent teleportation, or just generally see what happens. Warren is the youngest person working at the facility, and also the smartest. He hasn’t had as much higher level education as some of the facility’s more aged members but he still had a inexplicable ability to comprehend situations and patterns remarkably quickly.

Which was why he was frustrated. He was almost done with his project but when he tested everything…nothing happened. And so he let the lust that was already starting to consume his mind take over and he rubbed one out. Now, with a fresh mind and a hastily wiped hand on his pristine, white lab coat, he decided to check his coding. For the next hour and a half, he scrolled through MILLIONS of lines of code. When he found the problem he got so annoyed at himself. He. Hadn’t. Put. A. Single. Semicolon. The thing was was that it actually flowed well with the code so the debugger didn’t pick it up, but it didn’t produce the desired result.

With eager hands he corrected the mistake and hurriedly made sure the machine was primed and ready. The machine was basically just a big ass rectangle with instruments to the side that would funnel dark energy according to the code that Warren just fixed. With bated breath he turned it on…and watched in fascination as the instruments on his screen showed success; of course he couldn’t actually see it, it was dark energy. The research team would need to correct that to avoid any accidents.

Warren turned off the machine and promptly fell asleep. The next morning he and the research team added coloring bands to the dark energy so that they would be able to see the…portal(?) as it formed. Once they recorded all observations and measurements they could, a drone was sent through. Surprisingly, signal passed through the portal, it turned out to be a portal, and that they were in a military base, based upon the amount of surprised armored organisms surrounding the portal, turns out the coloring bands worked on both sides. They hurriedly withdrew the drone.

While some of the researches went to call the guards, none of them were present in the room with the researches, Warren resolutely decided to step through to avoid the entire facility being slaughtered. But if he was being honest he couldn’t really care about that, he was just excited. IT WAS A NEW WORLD. He knew he was being stupid: they hadn’t tested what would happen with organic material, the organisms probably didn’t speak the same language, and he was walking into assumedly an entire military base. It was so exciting. A manic grin crossed his face as he crossed the portal.