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Isaac's Time-Travelling Sexual Adventures	By : Larvae_Rise_Xi Category: +S through Z > Skullgirls Views: 3852 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Skullgirls and am no associated with Autumn Games, Reverge Labs, Lab Zero Games, Cyber Front Games, Marvelous AQL or anyone who is involved with SG. I do not make money from these fanfics.

Chapter List
- 1-Isaac's Time-Travelling Sexual Adventures
- 2-Isaac is in... Double Trouble
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Disclaimer: I do not own Skullgurls, and am not affiliated with Konami, Reverge Labs, Autumn Games, Lab Zero Games, Cyber Front Games, Marvelous AQL or anyone involved in developing or publishing the game. I am not writing this fanfic for profit.
AN: Hello, I'm Larvae. This story involves Isaac, a time-travelling archaeologist who uses a peculiar device called the Time Gauntlet to buy some time during his discoveries. But the idea behind this story is that he uses it to have overly complex sexual escapades with EVERYONE in the Skullgirls universe. As a result, every chapter will have a note in the beginning, telling you the important tags. This is why the story itself has so many! So fear not; while the first chapter is slash, the second chapter will be hetero, etc.
In this chapter: 3Plus, M/M, Anal, Oral, Solo, HJ, Fingering, Rim
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Chapter 1: Isaac Gets to Know Beowulf... Inside and Out!

"Man, time travelling really takes it out of you." Isaac was finally home. He poured himself a glass of whiskey on the rocks and sat down to finally watch some TV. "Maybe I'll relax for a few minutes."
He kept flipping through the channels in hopes of finding something interesting to watch. Soap operas? Nah. The weather? He's not that old yet, he thinks. "Eh, what's this?" On the screen were two men in costume, fighting in front of a large crowd in a ring much like in boxing. "It's like boxing, but more... barbaric. What is this?" The fight was over, and a man in a wolf suit was declared victorious. He seemed much more intrigued by this mysterious figure.
The announcer on television answered his question. "Welcome to the World Pro Wrestling Federation's greatest event, Wrestlescramble! I am Tim Boss and standing next to me is the winner of this cross-promotion exhibition match, Beowulf. Beowulf, you won a hard-fought slobberknocker. Anything you'd like to say to your fans?"
Isaac sat at the edge of his seat.
"Beowulf came and did exactly what Beowulf set out to do. Beowulf came from Canopy Kingdom with his chair The Hurting to lay the smack down on Triple A, and that's just what Beowulf did. Beowulf... lives to put The Hurting in people", said the rather egotistical wrestler. "I mean", Isaac thought, "who the hell refers to himself in the third person?" But he could not take his eyes away.
"Don't you mean 'on' people, champ?", said the announcer.
"Shut the hell up, Tim", Beowulf said, winking at the camera.
"Canopy Kingdom? I wonder if I can find this guy." Isaac downed his whiskey swiftly and set out to find some answers to Little Innsmouth. He went to Yu-Wan's restaurant, and remembering this time how awkward it was to order fish, decided to ask for a burger. The waitress, a gentle fish girl, seemed like a good start on his search.
"Well... Mr. Beowulf comes here every couple of days, and orders the same thing: pasta, potatoes, breaded chicken strips. He says that to bulk up you need to eat lots of carbs and protein... but Mr. Yu-Wan tried to follow suit and well..."
"ORDER UP, MINETTE!", yelled the owner while banging on the bell.
"Coming Mr. Yu-Wan! This gentleman was just asking me about Mr. Beowulf!", she kindly replied.
"That jerk! Last time I ask for diet advice! I gained like 80 pounds! I'm gonna kill him the next time I see him!", said the angry restaurant owner and chef.
"Wait, what do you mean, the next time you see him?", asked Isaac. "He comes by every couple of days, how is it that you gained so much in so little time?"
"Little time? That asshole hasn't been in here in a whole week.", said Yu-Wan, still pretty upset. "He usually trains near the Medici Tower, at this place in a dark alley nearby. REEEEEAL sketchy, if you ask me."
Isaac seemed determined to find this person, so he set out for this dark alley. All manner of malcontents seemed to want trouble, but a quick flick of the Time Gauntlet and they were immediately outnumbered. He finally reached a door leading to what seemed to be a gym. He asked the first person he saw inside about Beowulf.
"Beowulf? That fucking slacker hasn't been here in a week."
"Same here, huh?" Isaac thought something may be wrong. After all, how could he have an important match like he just did, without having been to training in a week? He decided: he will go back in time a week and see what the problem was.
A click on the Time Gauntlet, and he traveled to the previous week. Beowulf was in the middle of the ring with The Hurting, practicing the move he saw him do during the match: an elbow drop from the top of the chair. However, he was alone practicing.
Isaac looked to the door, and it seemed locked from the inside.
"YOU!", Isaac heard from the ring. It was Beowulf. "How did you get in here?"
"OH, I was in the bathroom when you locked the door", Isaac hoped Beowulf would believe the story.
"Ah, sorry about that. Beowulf gets a bit too involved in Beowulf's training to notice other things", he said.
"Shit, even when not on TV this guy?", thought Isaac. "Why are you training alone?", asked Isaac.
"Well, sometimes Beowulf likes to be alone."
"That can't be good when you're training..."
"I suppose--- er, Beowulf supposes you're right, stranger", Beowulf said. Isaac smirked. "He's so adorable when he's not trying to be a tough guy", Isaac pondered. "Name's Isaac", he said.
"Well, Isaac, get in here! Beowulf will teach you some wrestling moves!"
"Uh, alright", Isaac seemed hesitant to jump in the ring. Beowulf was wearing tights, no shirt, covered in sweat from all the training. The Hurting was in open position near a corner of the ring, set up for his elbow drop.
"OK, first of all, let's try a lockup. Put your left hand behind my neck, and I will do the same. At the same time put your right hand on my left elbow and I will do the same."
Isaac seems perplexed by this maneuver. "What is this supposed to do?"
"Well, from here, you can do many things. Like... THIS!", Beowulf said as he moved Isaac's arm up and went behind Isaac for a waist lockup.
"Whoa, slow down! Why are you behind me?"
"Because Beowulf is showing you what you can do from a lockup. And now, a takedown!"
Beowulf lifts Isaac up from behind, then turns and slams Isaac facedown, remaining on top. Isaac immediately felt... something unusual.
"What uh... what is that?"
"That's a takedown. Now from here you..."
"No, I mean... that."
Beowulf took a few seconds to realize that he has developed quite an erection from all of this. He quickly jumped up and hunched over.
"Oh, man! That's why I train alone. All this movement gets to me.", said Beowulf.
"Oh, no third person speech now? So this is the real Beowulf I'm talking to?", said Isaac, smirking.
"Shut up!", Beowulf said, obviously embarrassed and upset.
Isaac finally knew why he wanted to find Beowulf. Just like it had happened many times before, he was sexually attracted to someone else. He could see it now: the ego, that body, the grunts he was hearing Beowulf do while he did all of his wrestling maneuvers on him: he wanted him, and he had to have him.
"Wolfie, that's nothing to be embarrassed about...", said Isaac approaching Beowulf, who kept moving into the ring corner.
"Uh... w-w-what are you doing?"
"The reason you're so tense and can't practice with someone else is because you need to release that tension... like... a pre-game fuck.", said Isaac, pressing himself and his own erection against Beowulf's groin. He could feel their groins pulsate through the thin fabric.
"I... I mean, Beowulf doesn't... I..."
"Shh... there's no one in here. Let me help you with your conundrum.", Isaac said as he cupped Beowulf's now fully-erect manhood through the thin confines of the lycra training tights. "Maybe you may be able to train better if you get a load off... literally."
Isaac leaned over and finally reached Beowulf's still awestruck mouth, his tongue dancing around like Beowulf's mind must have been. Beowulf finally gave in to desire and closed his eyes, while pressing his body even more against Isaac's. His strong hands soon found a firm grasp on Isaac's ass.
"I'm glad you're getting into it.", said Isaac, surprised.
"Beowulf warns you, Beowulf is more man than you can handle", quipped Beowulf.
"Oh, I'm sure that it is I, who is more man than you can handle.", Isaac grinned as he clicked on the Time Gauntlet. Suddenly, out of thin air, many Isaacs started appearing, surrounding the couple. Each Isaac reached over and started rubbing his hands all over Beowulf's body.
"What the hell!?", said Beowulf, confused but overwhelmed with pleasure.
"Don't worry... it's still just me, a few minutes from now. If I'm here again, you must have done a great job! Now, let me release you from this prison.", Isaac said, as he removed the lycra pants exposing Beowulf's throbbing erection. "Wow... by the look of things, I think you should've called this The Hurting instead!"
"And Beowulf's going to put this Hurting in you.", Beowulf growled, as he forced Isaac to his knees and thrust his manhood into Isaac's waiting mouth. The musky scent of his sweat was more than Isaac could bear, and immediately reached for his own meat and started beating it furiously. The other Isaac's started undressing them, making sure every single inch of their body's was overcome with excitement. Beowulf started pumping himself in and out of Isaac's mouth, pumping hard enough every few seconds to force Isaac to gag on his dick. The Isaacs were getting into it too, touching themselves and each other in a massive self-orgy that came dangerously close to fucking with the space-time continuum.
Beowulf noticed one of the Isaacs had what seemed like cum all over his face. "What the hell is that?"
"Well, I'm glad I will be rewarded for a job well done", said Isaac, taking a breath between devouring Beowulf's cock before returning to engulfing the massive beast as best he could. He tugged on Beowulf's balls slightly.
"FUCK!", yelled Beowulf in ecstasy. He instinctively pulled on Isaac's hair, but that seemed to make Isaac even hornier.
"Fuck this, turn around bitch!", yelled Beowulf. The Isaacs shuffled around, confusing Beowulf. "Aw, come on, where are you?"
"Oh, I'm right here!", said Isaac, bending over for Beowulf. Beowulf first went there head first, tonguing around his asshole as Isaac let out yelps of pleasure and longing. "Don't tease me, put the Hurting in me now!"
Beowulf then noticed something weird... a white liquid coming out from inside Isaac. "What the hell is this?"
"Oh, I just wanted seconds...", Isaac said, signifying he was a future Isaac sharing the future fruits of Beowulf's passion with him.
"FOR GOD'S SAKE! Present Isaac, where are you!? Fuck it, I'll just fuck all of you!"

"That's the spirit", said all the Isaacs in unison.
Beowulf forced two Isaacs down on their knees to service him, and another Isaac climbed the ropes in the ring corner and exposed his waiting asshole. Beowulf admired Isaac's tight ass, before giving it a slight lick. Isaac moaned, and the Isaacs on their knees decided to probe Beowulf's ass, and took turns between licking the shaft and sucking on his balls. Beowulf felt overflowing pleasure, and groaned as he ejaculated on an Isaac's face.
"All according to plan", said that Isaac, who then clicked on his Time Gauntlet and disappeared.
"Save some of that for me", said the Isaac on the ring corner. Isaac got down from the ring ropes, and pulled Beowulf off the corner. The Isaacs restrained Beowulf, as Isaac bent over in the corner and pulled apart his ass cheeks.
"I bet you can't wait to get in here. Your body doesn't lie.", said Isaac, and he was right. Beowulf's nipples were erect, and the Isaacs pinched them. Beowulf had never been touched that way before, and quickly regained his immense erection.
"Tell me you want it", teased Isaac.
"Come here, you son of a bitch. Beowulf's gonna teach you a lesson", yelled Beowulf. The Isaacs immediately released Beowulf, who charged like a horny bull and started playing with Isaac's ass. He started with one finger, Isaac shivering with pleasure. He moved it around to stretch him out, before adding another finger. Isaac yelped, his dick and ass twitching in anticipation.
He then took the head of his cock and put it right against Isaac's asshole.
"I don't think you're ready for this, I don't think you want it enough", taunted Beowulf.
"Oh, on the contrary. I couldn't want it more.", Isaac purred, then the Isaacs pushed Beowulf forward and inside Isaac's ass. The Isaacs restrained Beowulf as Isaac thrust Beowulf's amazing rod in and out of him, breathing heavily with each thrust. The Isaacs then started jacking off, and two Isaacs climbed the ropes and forced Beowulf to suck on their cocks.
"You better treat us right.", said the Isaacs. Beowulf could taste the salty precum that the Isaacs had built up from before. He was rapidly approaching another orgasm.
"FUCK!", yelled out Beowulf before unloading inside Isaac's ass.
"I'll be back for seconds soon...", quipped Isaac, before clicking on his Time Gauntlet and disappearing.
The Isaacs then bent Beowulf over.
"What the hell!?", Beowulf asked.
"Relax... it's a lot easier and more enjoyable if you give in... just relax.", an Isaac said before he started to lick Beowulf's ass. Isaac could smell his musky aroma, and having such an amazing body to play with aroused Isaac even more.
"Oh, that feels good... keep doing that". This was a new sensation for Beowulf, and it made him shiver uncontrollably. Then he felt a finger probing. A cry of pain came out, but he remembered Isaac's advice and relaxed a little. Beowulf's ass relaxed, and it seemed to dance with each thrust of Isaac's finger.
"That's enough of that", said Isaac, as he then pressed his cock into Beowulf's ass slowly. Once he was completely in, Beowulf bit down on the turnbuckle as Isaac started pumping in and out of him. The Isaacs then stood outside of the ropes, wanting to be pleasured by Beowulf's grip. Suddenly a third Isaac appeared on top of the top turnbuckle, and said "You want to have something in your mouth? Let me help with that", as he shoved his cock into Beowulf's gaping mouth. "This is how you taste from the inside", said the new Isaac. Beowulf couldn't help but be even more turned on. He then came for a third time, and to his surprise, he came on another Isaac's waiting mouth below.
The Isaacs then all stood back and started pumping their meats, Beowulf lying on the floor exhausted. Then they all came all over Beowulf's face and chest, each Isaac after the other, clicking on the Time Gauntlet and disappearing. The Isaac on top of the rope was last.
Before he left, Isaac said, "That was a lot of fun. Can you do me a small favor?"
Beowulf was stunned in ecstasy, but replied, "Sure, what is it?"
"Train hard for your match next week."
"Are you kidding? I can barely move. I'll be surprised if I train at all for the next week."
"Shit, that explains his absence then", thought Isaac before saying, "Hey, if you want to do this again, you should let me know."
"How do I do that?
"Hmm. How about you say in one of those promos with Tim Boss something about how much you love putting the Hurting on people", he smiled. He put his clothes on, and clicked on the Time Gauntlet.
He got home just in time to see that match that started it all again.
"Welcome to the World Pro Wrestling Federation's greatest event, Wrestlescramble! I am Tim Boss and standing next to me is the winner of this cross-promotion exhibition match, Beowulf. Beowulf, you won a hard-fought slobberknocker. Anything you'd like to say to your fans?"
"Beowulf came and did exactly what Beowulf set out to do. Beowulf came from Canopy Kingdom with his chair The Hurting to lay the smack down on Triple A, and that's just what Beowulf did. Beowulf... lives to put The Hurting in people", said the wrestler, looking at the camera.
"Don't you mean 'on' people, champ?", said the announcer.
"Shut the hell up, Tim", Beowulf said, winking at the camera.
Isaac smirked, and clicked on the Time Gauntlet.
~*~Chapter 1 End~*~
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AN: I hope you enjoyed this chapter! In the spirit of fairness, the next chapter will not be M/M, and instead will likely be M/F or M/F/F!
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