Egypt, 44 BC

Cleopatra sat upon her jeweled throne, yawning as two half-naked **** girls fanned her. Her eyes widened as a large shiny cube suddenly appeared directly in front of her throne.

She raised an eyebrow. "Well, that's unusual. Perhaps the gods are having some fun."

Her gaze became more bemused when she heard the sound of voices from within the strange object. She could hear a male voice and a female voice. The male seemed to be perturbed.

"Osiris and Isis?" she mused. But whatever would they be doing visiting her in such an odd manner?

Then, with much whirring and hissing, the top side of the cube retracted into itself, and a man's head stuck out. He looked down into the cube, and Cleopatra saw that his face was red and sweaty.

"Why didn't you warn me it was going to be so unpleasant?" he whined. No, thought Cleopatra, definitely not Osiris.

"I tried to, Neil," came a female voice, and then a female head, presumably the owner of the voice, popped up.

"Well, that was bloody awful!"

The woman, who Cleopatra noted was quite pretty, looked up and caught eyes with the monarch.

The man, oblivious, continued complaining. "I mean, I get car sick sometimes, but that was really beyond the pale!"

"Um, Neil," she said quietly.

"I'm surprised I wasn't sick all over myself!"

"Neil, I really think you should--"

"What, Mary?"

She nudged him, and motioned with her head. He followed her gaze and his face quickly went from ruddy to pale.

"Oh...oh my!"

Cleopatra regarded this strange couple. "Hello, travelers. Are you sent from the gods?"

"Um....uh," stammered the man, whom she gathered was called Neil.

"What he means," said the woman -- Mary, thought Cleopatra -- "is that we're not actually from the gods, but from a long time in the future. We've just come for a visit."

The Queen of the Nile narrowed her stunning eyes. "Really? Now isn't that just fascinating!"

"Wait a minute!" cried out the man, looking in confusion at Cleopatra and then at Mary. "How can we understand what she's saying? I don't speak ancient Egyptian!"

His companion put her hand on his arm in a calming manner. "Oh, I added a little universal translator to the machine. As long as you're within 50 yards of it, communication won't be a problem."

Cleopatra raised her regal hand.

"Enough! I grow tired of your jabbering. You may not be gods, but undoubtedly the gods have brought you here for a reason. And that reason -- is to relieve me of my boredom!"

Neil and Mary looked at each other, sharing a wary look. "Maybe," whispered Neil, "we should get back in the--"

"Silence!" boomed Cleopatra, and the two scientists, startled, both snapped back to look at her.

The beautiful queen smiled at them, a smile reeking of power and desire. She pointed at Mary.

"You are most fetching, despite your unnaturally light hair. I would have you display yourself for me."

"D - display myself, your highness?"

"Yes. Do you not understand Egyptian? Remove your clothing!"

A deep blush colored Mary's cheeks. Quickly she said, "Really your majesty, I don't think I--" She was interrupted by Neil's elbow, jabbing her in the ribs. "Maybe not such a good idea to object to her royal highness's command." Mary looked at him, and thought she saw a smirk behind his eyes. Oh damn him, she thought. He's loving this! But she couldn't argue with his reasoning, and so with a sigh she removed her white lab coat, folding it neatly and placing it on the ground. Her blue shirt followed, the buttons opened under the watchful gaze of Cleopatra and Neil, revealing her white lace bra holding in her 36C breasts.

"Your garments are most strange," said Cleopatra, "but your bosom appears most comely."

"I'll say," murmured Neil, earning him a glare from his colleague.

"Please continue, Mary from the future. I wish to see everything."

Her face burning hot, the pretty scientist unhooked her bra and tossed it onto the growing pile of clothes. I cannot believe I am stripping in front of Cleopatra, she thought. This is not at all what I had in mind when I built that damn machine!

Neil's eyes were growing larger, and he made no effort to hide his gawking. He had always been aware that his colleague had a certain attractiveness, but he had no idea that under her lab coat she was hiding such a perfect pair of breasts. They weren't overly large, perhaps the size of grapefruit -- ripe grapefruit, Neil thought -- and the nipples were thick and intriguingly erect. He found himself swelling a little in his pants, and looking forward to more of Mary's body exposed.

Cleopatra smiled and addressed him. "You seem to also find Mary worthy of scrutiny. Is this not so?"

"Um," he ummed. "I...I suppose I do."

"And do you wish to see more of her? Perhaps her most precious and secret areas?" Mary scowled at him, and he meekly nodded.

"And so you shall. But I do not wish Mary to feel alone in her disrobing. So, Neil, you will also kindly remove your vestments."

His face quivered with alarm, and now it was Mary's turn to give him a little smirk. "Turnabout is fair play," she murmured under her breath.