Professor Manson had invented a kind of time machine that was to open a whole new field of historical studies: Real time anthropological history, watching history in the making.
The researcher was not a time traveler per se, mind you. It was still impossible to move objects back in time. But it was possible, Manson found, to move information. And what is mind, but a complex system of information?
Attaching a person to his Wells Information Accelerator, he could let that man or woman piggy back the mind of any person in the past, so that he or she would see and hear whatever that historical figure experienced at any given time.
He convinced his lab assistant, Ian Tomlin, that he should be the first man on the timeline. After all, you could not risk the great mind of the great professor now, could you? There were rewards, of course: fame, the Nobel price, young female students swooning over him, etc. etc.
It was decided that Ian was to spy on the mind of the great Octavian himself, just before he became the great Roman emperor Augustus.
Ian opened his eyes to an old world. He could hear the noise of men and animals in a crowded city, and the strong scent of sweat and manure in the warm Italian air.
He looked down on the nubile and athletic body of a young woman.
This was a disaster! He had to get back. But there was nothing he could do. His interface with the 21st century was broken, and the girl was now in his body, screaming, mad with fear.
"Ah, there you are, my dear Iania Prima!" Octavianus exclaimed as he entered the room.
Finally her "totally useless" knowledge of Latin came in handy, but when facing her first erect cock, Iania had to improvise.
This one is for Ian!
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