The Case of the Mad Scientist

Chapter 25: Attacked by One Over-Sexed Female

Chapter 25: Attacked by One Over-Sexed Female

Gato forced a gag into Midori’s mouth as she lay on the floor still handcuffed into a hogtie. Once he felt safe from her biting him, he picked her up and carried her into the main lab where he had already arranged the other subject for the demonstration. Once inside the isolation chamber, he dumped her on the floor and grinned at the other subject.

That other subject was me!

It was embarrassing to admit that this Japanese guy had gotten the drop on me, but truth was all three of us were caught off guard. My head hurt like one wicked hangover but without having spent a fun night before. When I awoke, these guys were manhandling me into this funny room. Before I could really get my wits about me, they had stood me up to this pole and handcuffed my wrists behind it. I growled at them and promised that as soon as I got free they were going to be in a world of hurt. They just ignored me. Probably didn’t speak English.

After a while, this other fellow, who I heard them call “Gato”, came in carrying this naked woman, the same one we saw in one of the cells next door. He dumps her on the floor and gives me this stupid grin. Then he kneels down and ties her neck to the other pole. The funny thing is that he is tying her loosely. When she is tethered to the pole by that loose neck rope, he leaves the room. About ten minutes later I hear noises and look up to see two men looking at me through the window. One is an older Japanese man; the other I recognize as Dr. Sorren. The doctor is explaining something to the older man. I can just hear what they’re saying because the door is open.

“I chose a woman’s sexual attributes and responses first because those are easier to alter the DNA for. My virus enters the body and goes directly to the places where the DNA is to be modified. It reproduces rapidly and begins making the changes programmed into it. It is also designed to avoid the body’s

normal response to an invading virus. Once the virus begins reproducing, the changes come about rapidly.

“That woman you see in the chamber was a perfectly normal woman with, we assume, a perfectly healthy, normal sex drive. But after the injection of my virus in concentrated dose, she began to change. If you will compare her now to these photos, you will see that her breast size has increased and her overall appearance has become more sensual. Her waist is smaller, her legs more shapely, and she is even prettier than before. The changes are not massive but nevertheless present. But what is more dramatic is the change to her emotions. I had programmed the DNA changes to make women more alluring and sexually attractive, but also to have an increased sex drive. As you can see, there have been physical changes. But the most surprising was the degree to which her sexual nature had changed. To put it mildly, she became a raging tigress, demanding but never satisfied with sex.”

He turned to someone behind him and said, “You two will see this for yourselves very soon.” There was a smug smile on his face that I promised I would take delight in wiping off.

“Gato will now free the woman. Watch her reactions.”

That Gato fellow came back in and removed the gag from her mouth before unlocking the handcuffs of the naked woman at my feet. Then he backed out quickly, almost as if he feared her, and shut the door solidly behind him. I looked down and saw that she had untied the loose rope and was slowly getting to her feet. She looked around the room, stopping to stare through the window. She seemed especially to be looking at Gato. Then she turned to me.

I’ll tell you right now, I’ve never seen such a wild look in a woman’s eyes! Not even Linda Goodbody, my ex-girlfriend, damn her eyes, ever looked that wanton and hungry, which is saying a lot because she was one hell-on-wheels in bed.

Suddenly the woman was on me! She tore at my clothes, ripping an expensive shirt to pieces and then attacking my pants. Just undoing the belt and pulling them down was not fast enough for her. She ripped them right off me, and didn’t care if she scratched my legs in the process. Before I could try to push her away with my leg, she was kneeling and had grabbed my manhood in both hands, stuffing it into her mouth. Like a vacuum cleaner, she was sucking and licking and acting as if my getting an erection was the most important thing in her life.

She was making animal sounds as she eagerly sucked away. It was the most intense blowjob I had ever experienced - by far. It was only natural that my manhood responded and quickly grew to its normal, immense, female-pleasing proportions. When she figured it was ready, she tried to shove it into her pussy.

As soon as her hand guided it into her, she straddled my body and wrapped her legs around both me and the pole. Then she began a very vigorous pumping that would have worn out any woman in a few minutes. She, however, seemed to be able to keep it going indefinitely.

I’ll have to admit that it did feel good. Ignoring the fact that I much prefer to be the aggressor in this kind of contest, she was comfortably tight around my rod and already well lubricated. It resulted in a pretty good screwing, even if I had little to contribute beyond the obvious. I did, however, call upon my world- famous staying power and held off my climax for as long as I could.

I wish I knew how long it went on. It might well be some kind of world record. I was pretty sure that she had her first orgasm only a minute or so after she started. And more after that. I could tell, because each time she would pause, tremble all over and then take a deep breath before continuing.

I may one of the world’s best lovers, but every man has his limits. Eventually, the pounding and sliding and clenching of my rod by her muscles got to be too much and I shot my load. She didn’t seem to notice. She just kept right on bouncing her hips against mine until Junior became too small to stay in.

When that happened, I assumed she would finish, tell me what a wonderful ride it had been, and thank me. Instead, she became angry that the ride was over. Well, what the hell could I do? I’d given her far more than most men could ever have, and she still wanted more. NôvelDrama.Org holds © this.

From that point on, things got nasty. She was digging her claws into my side and shoulder as if a little pain and some blood would revive my limp member. I tried to tell her that if she were patient and just waited a little bit, Junior would take interest again and we could have another ride. That was not what she wanted to hear, even if she did understand me. Just when she was becoming more physical in her demands, and rougher with me, this Gato fellow came in and shoved a hypo into her ass. She turned on him and chased him out of the chamber. I saw her sink to her knees and then fall flat on her face. I don’t know what that was he shot her up with, but it put her out in just a few seconds.

A couple guard types came in, unlocked me, and then dragged me out to one of those cells we saw when we first entered. The handcuffs were put back on and I was locked in. I had noticed as I was leaving the chamber, that Gato was locking the girl in handcuffs again, and that both Blaze and Aiko were standing by the two men. Both of them had been stripped to panties only and their arms were tightly bound behind their backs. A short length of chain and a couple padlocks connected their necks to help keep them under control. After that, I was out of the picture for a while.