The Boy Who Dicked Through Time Vol. 0

YEAR: 3000XX

You watch the scene unfold before you while eating a piece of pizza. Two people stand before you; Alejandra Bones, a buxom pink haired woman in a blue business suit and President of the BONES Porn Company, one of the most powerful companies in the entire solar system. The other is Dr. Miho Mads, a brilliant, brilliant and buxom engineer, wearing a standard lab coat. Both of them appear to be in their early 30s. In this incredible high tech lab, the two babes stand next to what kind of looks like the gravity machine from Dragon Ball Z (you don't care if your friends make fun of you for watching very, very, very, very, very, very, very, very old shows-that shit still rocks!).

"Err!" Alejandra growls in frustration. "Miho, do you know how much longer until the machine is ready? You said it would be finished today, and I've already spent trillions of dollars on this hunk of junk. I literally can't afford another hour." Alejandra returns to busily flipping through the holograph glowing out of her silver but extremely high tech bracelet.

"And I was right, ma'am, but I just wanted to add a few more finishing touches." Miho says as serenely as she can, rolling her eyes at the same time. Miho moves one of her long bangs from her eyes, and you catch a glimmer of the nanomachines she had implanted in her eyeballs; almost completely invisible unless you catch them at just the right angle, they help the host in a multitude of ways, from enhancing vision, aiding in completing complex equations and so on. Still, the thought of having nanomachines swimming around in your eyes still gives you a tiny shiver. Miho looks at you and then notions to the small table of tools nearby. "Hand me my lucky screwdriver?"