The Virilex Project (closed for Bi_nicole21 and Malvolio)

[Malvolio]

OOC:

Dr. Jack Cooper is a research scientist at an unnamed pharmaceutical company. Jack is in his 30s, 6 foot 2, fit, charming and always tan. On the surface, he is a "nice guy", but always has something of a menacing edge to him. He has always been something of a prodigy, a maverick and a bit of an egotistical intellectual snob.

While working on a promising new anti-depressant, Jack made a breakthrough and discovered an aphrodisiac of sorts, which he has kept secret to date. His superiors have been pressuring him to report good news on the anti-depressant, but Jack's ego (and maybe a bit of his hormones) have distracted him into exploring the aphrodisiac properties of the drug. Jack has recently ordered security cameras secretly installed throughout the lab to insure the secrecy of his "side project" from nosy colleagues and superiors.

Jack is so enamored with the promise of his new experiment that he wants to test it out... and who better than his mousy, shy colleague who had formerly headed up the project before Jack was brought on board and muscled her aside.

IC:

"Virilex" as a project was going nowhere. Sitting at his desk, Dr Jack Cooper snorted in disgust. His bosses had been enamored with the early successes his colleague/subordinate had and were convinced they might have a breakthrough anti-depressant without many of the negative side effects of those already on the market.

"They did exactly what corporate tools do. They threw money and resources at the project," he thought. "They pulled me off MY other revolutionary work and threw me at this piece of dog shit."

Initially, Jack had reported to the woman heading the project. She was a brilliant and mildly attractive young woman and Jack respected her, but quickly became convinced she was wrong in her conclusions. She wasn't on the verge of a blockbuster drug breakthrough - she was on the verge of a blockbuster lemon. "She was too hungry for success. Too eager to believe she was on to something," he thought.

At first, Jack had tried to get himself transferred off the project. Then Morley, the project sponsor, had gotten bogged down in a messy political scrap at HQ and was coming under heat about the amount of money spent thus far on Virilex. The budget had been cut, resources reassigned, and Jack had been left behind under the hope that he could help salvage the project and recoup some of the investment. Jack quickly grew even more bitter and resentful, but kept this to himself. He orchestrated a take over of the project by arguing to Morley that only HIS leadership could move things forward. Once the former leader became his subordinate, Jack began quietly looking into viable alternative uses for Virilex. He noticed that one of the newer experimental compounds began having an unusual effect on some of the test rats. The isolated female rats started becoming more agitated shortly after being administered a dosage. At first, it was very subtle, but over time they even became sexually aggressive towards one another. On a whim, Jack placed one of the females in a cage with a male shortly after administering another dosage and was amazed when the female seemed to almost grow and began sexually molesting the male.

Jack kept all of this secret and began studying the new compound. He determined that the "X" factor was a new protein, similar to those found in male semen. A twisted and evil thought crossed Jack's mind and he toyed with the idea for a week. A plan began to form... here, he had discovered an aphrodisiac - a sort of Super-Viagra - that would turn a female into a hyper-sexual being. The more of the compound that she was given, the more sexual she would become and the longer she would stay that way. The side effects, like the original batch of Virilex, seemed to be non-existent. In a moment of egotistical perversity, Jack had even replaced the semen-like protein with his own semen. What would this do to a human woman, he wondered. The only thing left to do was to find the right test subject...

As Jack sat at his desk in the lab gazing at a vial of the new compound, his colleague, the former project manager, entered the lab. He'd always found her mildly attractive in a girl-next-door way, but somehow... restrained and a bit too repressed.

A wicked smile slowly crept across the face of Dr Jack Cooper...

 

[bi_nicole21]

Deborah Richards was in a rut. She had spent many years and thousands of dollars in school becoming a research scientist. While in school, she had participated in the bare minimum of social activities because her class, lab and homework schedule ate up all of her time. After she graduated, her undergrad and grad school work caught the attention of a Mr. Morley, a financial backer for a pharmeceutical firm. He had basically drafted her right off the graduation floor to work on an anti-depressant project called Virilex. In short, Debbie had spent her entire adult life in a lab.

Now 26, the only thing Debbie had in her life was her work, so every time something went right or they had a breakthrough or and advancement, it meant the world to her. She knew she got a little overzealous when it came to her work, but since when is that a bad thing? She was a beautiful woman, but due to years of a complete lack of a social life, she had no idea how to show it. She didn't put really any work at all into her appearance and aside from her naturally beautiful face, noone ever saw it thanks to her long hair and thick glasses. She wasn't very good at interacting with people and found it very difficult to get things her way.

A few months back, a new man, Dr. Jack Cooper, a research scientist of some note in the field had been assigned to her project. Due to his good reputation, good looks and the fact that she was a very nice person, Debbie had been very accomodating. Even though she was his superior, she tried not to act like it so he would feel comfortable. The day the project was reshuffled and Jack was assigned to take it over instead of Debbie, she cried herself to sleep at home that night. She knew there was no way this would have happened unless he had taken the ear of the brass and had her demoted. How could he do this to her?

Debbie was no good at keeping grudges, so instead of being secretly mad at Jack, she was just secretly hurt. One of the handful of men in her life and he had stabbed her in the back. Day to day, Debbie did her work dutifully, but didn't really talk much more than she had to, avoided eye contact with most people and basically kept to herself.

Debbie came in one night to do the status check on the animal test subjects. She saw Jack working in the lab through the window and saw him smile that same old piece of shit smile. She felt a twinge of annoyance and concentrated on her work. She laughed a little to herself as she caught sight of one of the female rats doing what could only be described as dominating a male rat. She was on top of him with her paws on his chest fucking him like there was no tommorrow while he just sat there and took it. Sadly, this was the only hint of eroticism in Debbie's entire life, so she felt no manner of arousal of any kind, as per usual.

 

[Malvolio]

"She's the perfect subject," Dr Jack Cooper thought. "Who better to test this on than Deborah? Meek, shy little Debbie could use the excitement in her life. And with all the cameras I've had secretly installed, I'll be able to watch and document the entire process. She spends so much time in here."

Jack quickly palmed the test vial and stepped away from his desk. Pretending to just notice Debbie, Jack smiled at her a gave a brief, friendly wave. He walked to the office coffee pot, which had been sitting around since that morning, and began preparing a fresh pot.

"Debbie, I'm going to make a fresh pot. I brought in a new blend that a friend brought back from Central America. Would you like a cup?"

Jack knew that coffee was her weakness. He placed two mugs out on the counter, subtlely pour the contents of his vial into one. When the coffee was ready, he poured it into the two mugs, carefully noting which had the Virilex.

"Here you go," he said warmly as he brought the contaminated mug to Debbie. His heart was beating a mile a minute, his pulse racing. Would she drink it? He had no reason to doubt it...

"Here's to a good cup of coffee."

 

[bi_nicole21]

"Here's to a good cup of coffee."

Debbie smiled, toasted Jack with her mug, and took a big sip. She loved coffee, especially to keep her mind focused in this place where there were no windows and no concept of day or night. The coffee really was delicious, it was rich, not too dark and not too thin, and had another touch to it, something that made her feel warm all over in a slightly different way than a cup of coffee normally does.

Debbie should have been suspicious. Jack is never this nice to her, he's cordial most of the time but this was just plain friendly, and an overly friendly man Jack is not. But she didn't see it that way, she just saw it as something nice from an attractive man, so she didn't think twice about it.

They sat and drank for a while, then Debbie said, "I'm going to go finish checking on the test animals," and excused herself.

As she stood up, the hot feeling all over her body seemed to slightly intensify, and began centralizing itself to certain parts of her body. It began to fade in her extremities, her fingers and toes returning to normal. But from her neck to her thighs almost seemed to grow warmer.

Debbie walked to the other room where the animals were kept and her head started to grow a little weak, her vision slightly blurry. The hot feeling continued to further centralize itself in her body. She felt it grow in her chest, her breasts feeling hot, her nipples began to grow hard enough to cut glass, clearly visible through her white blouse. The heat was also centering itself between her thighs, her pussy growing wet from nothing at all.

What the hell is happening to me, she thought. Maybe it was that time in her cycle, she was extra sensitive sexually, and the little coffee moment she had just shared with Jack was just getting to her. Get yourself under control, Debbie, you're a professional scientist and you're at work.

She shook herself into concentration and grabbed her clipboard to begin checking the animals. She noticed she was easily distracted, seeing flashes of random images... men's faces, Jack and others she found attractive, male models and celebrities she sees on TV and in movies with hot bodies, flashes of the little bit of sex she had had in her life... and every now and then she concentrated hard enough to record the status of a subject and move on.

Finally, she got to the rats she had seen earlier. They were still copulating! She had never seen rodents mate for such an extended period of time. She began writing down statistics on their status, but soon got distracted again. She male was behind the female, fucking her doggie-style basically, while she squeaked and clawed the floor beneath her.

All of a sudden, Debbie was off in her own little world. It was her on all fours, gripping bedsheets, naked and sweaty, while a faceless man fucked her hard from behind, his big thick cock piercing her burning pussy, her wetness leaking all over him.

There in the lab, Debbie slumped into a chair, her erogenous zones were all on fire. Her pussy was so wet and she couldn't keep her hands off. She started rubbing herself through her pants, but it wasn't nearly enough. Unable to control herself, one hand slipped underneath the waist of her pants and down under her underwear, a fingertip descending into her heated wetness, rubbing her clit frantically, her other hand breaking a button on her shirt in order to get inside and start tugging on her nipples, cupping her breasts.

She bit her lip, but she didn't have her wits about her so she began to moan, masturbating feverishly right there in the lab, unaware of the camera turning and zooming in to watch her.

 

[Malvolio]

She bit her lip, but she didn't have her wits about her so she began to moan, masturbating feverishly right there in the lab, unaware of the camera turning and zooming in to watch her.

Jack leaned back in his chair in the security office, a devious smile crossing his tanned face. The effect of the Virilex sample on Debbie had been immediate and as he'd hypothesized. His simple, plain colleague had lost nearly all sense of control and was now feverishly masterbating in the open lab. The dosage wasn't that strong and she would probably be coming down off of it in a little while. Jack toyed with the idea of walking in on her and "accidentally" catching her. Oh, how she'd be embarrassed... and vulnerable.

A new wicked plan began to form in Jack's mind. He could play this a number of ways. He could "catch" Debbie and merely embarrass her this time. If he caught her several times, he could even blackmail her. But blackmail would involve revealing his cameras. Best to wait a bit, gather more evidence and then reveal it to her, he thought. He could reveal everything - the cameras, the "new" Virilex, his plans. Once she'd had steady and progressively stronger dosages of the drug, she might even become a reluctantly willing subject.

Jack turned his attention back to monitors. He zoomed the cameras in on Debbie from a variety of angles. Everything was being captured on tape- her soft moans and gasps, the outline of her right hand beneath her cotton panties moving in a circular motion as she stimulated her hungry clit, her exposed breasts and nipples being pinched, squeezed and massaged by her left hand, her mouth frozen open in a "O" shape, gasping for air as her body eagerly responded to her touch, the beads of sweat forming on her brow, running down her cheeks, her fogged over glasses, now hanging on the tip of her nose, her long hair, no longer tied up, now hanging down loosely over her shoulders and partially obscuring her face.

For the first time, Jack noticed how truly beautiful she was. A veritable Pandora's box, waiting to be opened. Jack's early interests had been in the interest of his drug and his career and, to a small degree, sexual. He really didn't need her sexually though, he had a number of girlfriends that he could play with whenever he wanted. Now, watching this woman so wantonly toy with herself, he began feeling the stirrings of a deeper lust. In Jack's perverse mind, she was now something... different.

Jack stood up from the desk and adjusted his pants. Thinking about sports to settle his bulging erection, Jack walked back into the main lab, picked up a clipboard and pen and stolled into the other lab where Debbie was, looking down at his clipboard and adopting a fake absentminded demeanor.

"DOCTOR RICHARDS?!?!"

 

[bi_nicole21]

Debbie was lost in the throes of orgasm, a moan escaping her lips as she came hard on her fingers. The power of her orgasm seemed enough to shake her from this sexual trance she was in, although she was still pretty worked up. That's when she realized where she was and what she was doing. "What the fuck is wrong with me," she thought. But she didn't have time to think about it because just then, Jack came in and dropped his clipboard.

"DOCTOR RICHARDS?!?!"

"OH! Doctor Cooper! I, uh, was just, um, checking the, excuse me please," and she awkwardly bolted from the room, running into the women's restroom, blouse hanging open, pants undone, underwear soaking wet.

What in the hell was wrong with her? Not only was it disgusting of her to masturbate at all, but she had done it in the LAB! And to make matters worse, Dr. Cooper had caught her! She was ruined, she was convinced he was on the phone to Mr. Morley right now telling him what a useless, filthy pervert slut she was and that she should never work for their firm again.

Now now, Debbie, calm down. Maybe it's not that bad. Maybe she got out of there fast enough so Jack didn't see exactly what she was doing, after all she was facing the other direction. It was an embarassing moment, but it's possible he didn't realize the full extent of what he had seen. And maybe he wouldn't call Morley at all, maybe they could just forget about it, after all, scientists can get a little strange in the lab in the wee hours of the morning.

She grabbed her things and managed to get out to the parking lot to her car without Jack seeing her. She would go home, get some sleep and a bite to eat, clear her head, and she and Jack would both come back to work tommorrow and forget anything ever happened.

 

[Malvolio]

Jack sat in the security room, watching as Debbie reassembled herself and fled the building. His "discovery" of her masterbating had worked as expected. Debbie was now no doubt crying herself to sleep, worried about what tomorrow would bring. Jack already knew... he would say and do nothing. He'd act like nothing had ever happened, lull Debbie into a false sense of relief... for now.

Once Debbie's car left the parking lot, Jack returned to the lab and began working on another dosage of Virilex. This time, he'd make it stronger. Jack increased the amount of his semen in this dosage by 50%. That would likely extend the potency and the duration of the effect. It might also have some additional, unforeseen and perhaps positive side effects...

Jack finished mixing the batch, slipped the small vial into his pocket and left for the evening.

The next morning, Jack was in bright and early. It was a Friday, which meant a lot of the lab staff (the few that were left on the project) would probably cut out early. The fewer people around, the better. This would ensure minimal distractions when he tested his new dosage.

Debbie arrived a little late that morning. Jack could see she was clearly nervous and was deliberately avoid him. Instead of saying anything, Jack acted as if nothing had happened.

Around mid-morning, he marched right up to Debbie. He made a point of positioning himself in the lab so that he could walk directly at her (a mildly confrontational approach), his head down, his eyes shadowed slightly by his brow, a slight grimmace on his face.

"Debbie, I'd like to speak with you in my private office."

 

[bi_nicole21]

As if Debbie's stomach hadn't been tearing itself apart all day, when Jack came up to her and asked to speak with her in his private office, she nearly died. She was so mortified, she was now convinced he had caught her. It took every ounce of her self-control to keep from bursting into tears as she followed him into his office. She couldn't think of anything to say, so she sat silently in the seat as Jack took his spot behind his desk.

 

[Malvolio]

Jack slowly looked up from the papers on his clipboard.

"Debbie, I was reviewing some of your rat trial notes. Very interesting results. After you, um, left unexpectantly last night, I took the liberty of looking in on the rats. Their behavior was... unusual to say the least."

Jack tossed the clipboard across the desk for Debbie to review as he arose from behind his desk.

"Doctor, I'll speak bluntly. I'm not sure how effective Virilex will be as an anti-depressant. All we have here are a couple of copulating rats. And where DID you go last night? I wanted to talk with you and you ran out of the room. I, uh, wanted to see if you wanted to... um... maybe join me for a drink after work..."

Jack smiled inwardly, feigning a fake nervousness.

As Debbie began looking at the notes, Jack walked to the coffee pot in the corner of his office. Taking out two fresh mugs, he slipped the latest Virilex sample into one and began pouring.

"Fresh coffee?"

 

[bi_nicole21]

Debbie was stunned. Had she gotten away with it? Had she been weak and disgusting enough to masturbate in the middle of the lab, gotten caught, and still got away with it? Her mind was racing in a million directions, but all that came out was, "Um... yeah, sure I would love some coffee."

She took the mug from Jack. He smiled at her, waiting for a response, she had to replay what he had just said in her head just to get herself on track.

"Drinks?" she asked, cautiously sipping the coffee, "Are you sure we're allowed to do that?"

Debbie didn't get asked out much, so the combination of the shock of being asked out by the handsome and successful Doctor Cooper, along with her guilty concience at the realization that she had gotten away with succumbing to her own sexuality at the worst of times, she was all kinds of flustered. The more she tried to wrap her brain around everything that just happened all at once, the more confused she was, she started to feel flushed. The serum that she did not know was in her coffee, stronger than the last time and beginning to affect her, certainly didn't clear matters up.

The images began. Flashes of pictures of women, men, taking each other in the most lude fashion, cocks, cum shooting, moaning...

No. She wasn't going to lose control again. Get a hold of yourself, Debbie.

"Yes, that would be lovely," she replied to Jack regarding the drink, "We should go tonight if the offer is still good." He nodded and was very friendly to her, although in the state she was entering he could have gotten away with anything. "I'll see you tonight then," she smiled, lowering her eyes a little at him as she left the room, her fingertips tracing the wood of the doorframe as she exited.

That was odd, she thought. She was confident, aware of her sexuality, she actually responded well when Jack came onto her. Normally she was a helpless pile of nerves and low self-esteem. But the invitation had made her feel sexy, wanted, appealing. Why did she feel this good from something so little and insignificant? And now she was getting even hornier? What the hell is going on with me today?

 

[Malvolio]

Jack smiled to himself. It had gone so perfectly. He'd confused and disoriented her and she'd drank the serum. He'd noticed how flushed she'd become after drinking it, how her nipples had become erect and visible through her bra and blouse, how she'd looked at him and lingered as she left.

Jack stepped out of his office and over to the security room. Locating Debbie in one of the far corners of one of the smaller rooms, he noticed the Virilex Effect (as he was now calling it) was having a stronger impact on Debbie than the day before. He'd already prepared yet another, even stronger batch of the serum for tonight that he'd slip her before she left for the day.

Jack zoomed the cameras in and began watching.

 

[bi_nicole21]

Debbie was having difficulty concentrating. She wandered around one of the back rooms, trying desperately to get her bearings, but her vision was going blurry again. It was happening again, this lust, this NEED to cum, she was losing control again. This time she had to go all the way with it or it would never be enough. She caught sight of a test tube, made of durable pyrex, easily 10 inches in length and at least 3 inches around, pocketed it, and quickly hustled to the bathroom. She had to steady herself against the wall on every other step, she was having serious difficulty keeping her hands off herself.

Finally she made it to the women's bathroom. There were no other women in her lab section on this shift so she knew she had some privacy. She made a beeline for the stalls, dropping her lab coat and yanking her skirt up on the way in. She didn't even bother closing the door.

She took hold of the test tube with both hands and pushed it against her already soaking-wet pussy. She jumped a little as it was cold at first, but it quickly warmed up in her molten cunt as she sunk it as deep as it would go, emitting a loud joyous moan as it entered her.

Her eyes were shut tight as she masturbated furiously, pounding her pussy with the thick cylinder of clear material, wetness leaking all over it and around her inner thighs. She began to orgasm within moments, a powerful body-racking cum that caused her to sqeak with pleasure. After it subsided, she didn't even slow down, one orgasm not nearly enough. She fucked herself to 4 orgasms in a row before she began to calm down, disheveled and half dressed as she regained control of her senses, withdrawing several inches of makeshift pyrex dildo from her sopping wet pussy, still wondering what had come over her.

 

[Malvolio]

Jack's cameras recorded everything, giving him a perfect view of all of Debbie's dirty behavior. Seeing her fixing herself up after finishing, Jack left the security room and "just happened" to be strolling past the women's room, en route to the men's room as a very flushed Debbie hurriedly exited. They bumped into one another, Jack "accidentally" letting his right hand press against her abundant, but tightly concealed breasts.

The rest of the day wound on a snail's pace. As Jack prepared to leave to go home and prepare for their date, he stopped by Debbie's desk.

"How about we meet in the bar at Angelo's? It's the nice Italian restaurant over on Lakeside. I'll be dressed well, why don't you too? I might have a surprise for you. And wear your hair down... you're a beautiful woman and ought to let it show more," he teased, winking.

 

[bi_nicole21]

Debbie nodded and agreed to meet Jack at Angelo's with a nervous smile. As soon as he was out of the lab, she began throwing things into her bag and quickly getting ready to leave.

This was like the scene in the cheesy teen flick where the nerdy girl has to become prom queen. Debbie had absolutely no idea how to dress for a date. She knew how to look good for business meetings, corporate functions, etc, but the standards for a date were a little different.

She got home, undressed and jumped in the shower. The effects of the serum were still with her. It seemed to be very strong right at first, then fade out. But the stronger the dosage, the less it diminished. The first time Jack had drugged her, after her erotic stupor had passed, she was back to normal. But now, after the intense part had subsided, there was still a little left in her, a little spark of sexuality she didn't have before.

She spent twice as long in the shower as she normally did. The water was scalding hot, the entire bathroom so filled with steam that even the exhaust fan couldn't keep up, it was like a sauna. But after what Debbie had been through today, along with the excitement of her date with Jack, a nice long steamy shower is just what she needed. As the water poured over her head, she breathed deep, her fingertips tracing the rivulets of water cascading down her smooth skin.

Debbie spent a while exploring her body. She wasn't sure why she never really took the time to do this, but she was enjoying the feel of every nook and cranny of her skin. She slid her hands up to her neck, down her chest, cupping her full breasts in her hand and teasing her nipples, down her stomach, around her slender hips, feeling her ass, down her long legs, up her inner thighs, grazing her fingers over her pussy which had taken violent control of her earlier in the day. She felt a shudder as she did this, and with a few more moments of tender stimulation, she found her knees shaking as she moaned, cumming hard on her hand.

After what seemed like a year in the deliciously hot shower, she turned off the water and opened the curtain to reach for the towel. The way her bathroom was set up, the large mirror over the sink reflected her entire body, standing there dripping wet and fully nude, face flushed from her orgasm and skin healthy and shiny as the intense steam had opened up her pores. She was impressed with herself, honestly. Admiring herself was something else she rarely did, but in her current state and appearance, she actually felt self-confidence, she though she looked pretty damn good all hot and naked.

An hour and a half later, Debbie strolled nervously into Angelo's Bar. She had a kneelength black skirt, a slit 2/3 of the way up the thigh, knee-high black boots, a tight deep-red v-neck sweater that vaguely showed off her bra lines, her hair perfectly straightened and flowing over her shoulders. She was dressed WAY sexier that she possibly had ever dressed before in her life, although she still appeared modestly dressed. She hoped Jack would like how she looked as she began to look around for him.

 

[Malvolio]

Jack saw Debbie walk into the bar and couldn't believe his eyes. She was even sexier than he'd thought she could ever hope to be. Her body, the curves, her hair, her face. Damn, she cleaned up well. There was also... something about her. Something aluring... something different. He felt the stirrings of lust within his pants.

Jack had plans for them tonight. He'd wine and dine her, charm her, casually slipping her more of the drug throughout the evening. He'd turn the conversation to sex... but let her think SHE had brought the subject up. If he played this right, he might even be daring enough to suggest they visit a burlesque show or one of those "couples oriented" sex shops that could be found hidden away in the back corner of strip malls or on side streets, discreetly out of view of the public eye. And afterwards... well, who knows?

Jack warmly greeted Debbie, embracing her and gently squeezing her shoulder and left hand as his body pushed against her breasts. He let his hand linger slightly in her hand and led her to the bar. "Debbie, you look beautiful. Something seems... different about you, besides the clothes and makeup. You seem almost, well, more confident. I like that."

Jack ordered two glasses of wine and slipped a small amount of the newer, stronger serum into her glass. "Not too much... not just yet," he thought. He turned and handed Debbie her glass.

"Here's to us. And a lovely evening out."

 

[bi_nicole21]

"Here's to us. And a lovely evening out."

Debbie smiled, averting her eyes out of shyness as she sipped the wine. It was delicious, she was secretly kind of a wine nut, so she swirled it around in her mouth once or twice before swallowing. It was a strong red wine that she really enjoyed, and it had a hint of a fruit that she couldn't place. She took another sip but still couldn't guess it, but the alcohol of the wine seemed to be going straight to her head.

Throughout dinner, Debbie and Jack talked about anything but work. It was so refreshing for her, she rarely had long conversations with anyone besides colleagues, and their conversations always seemed to work their way back to whatever project they were on. But Jack didn't seem to want to talk about work either, so she was having a great time. As dinner went on, more wine was consumed, and the conversation gradually changed to more flirting and personal talk than anything else.

"So, I have to ask," Debbie cautioned, holding a half-empty glass of wine against her cheek, "Are you married? Girlfriend? Anything like that?"

 

[Malvolio]

"Unfortunately, I'm married to my work. I date, but I'm not involved. The tolls of job. Women just don't seem to understand. What we do is so important. We're improving people's lives."

The flirting continued throughout dinner. Jack ordered another round of wine for them and politely mentioned to Debbie that she had some lipstick on her teeth. When she excused herself to the ladies room, Jack slipped another dosage of the serum into her newly arrived glass of wine. It dissolved quickly and was unnoticeable when Debbie returned.

Jack smiled slyly at Debbie and began asking about herself and her social life. As she answered, Jack moved his leg forward so it discreetly rubbed against the side of Debbie's leg. He allowed his pupils to dialate slightly as he gazed into her beautiful eyes. There was definitely something about her... maybe the serum was increasing her pherome production and strength. Jack wondered whether he might be falling under HER spell.

Jack expressed a small amount of (mock) surprise when Debbie revealed her virtually non-existant social life, complimenting her on her radiant smile and beautiful flowing hair.

As the evening went on, Jack casually mentioned he'd been thinking about getting a kitten or puppy and had seen some in the window of a pet store in a nearby strip mall, but was having a hard time decided which one to get since they were all so cute. Perhaps unbeknowst to Debbie, this pet store was in the same strip mall as the "adult toy store" that Jack was thinking of. Jack suggested that although the pet shop was closed now, Debbie might help him pick out one of the animals through the window after dinner. By then, the serum would no doubt be kicking in and it would be easy to "suggest" a stroll through the toy store, which would still be open...

 

[bi_nicole21]

Debbie's eyes lit up at the mention of puppies, she was a real sucker for cute animals. "That sounds wonderful, Jack, I would love to help you pick out a pet!"

After they had finished their dinner and drinks, Jack paid the bill without even letting her see it and they walked the 2 blocks to the strip mall. Debbie was reeling, she wasn't drunk and walking funny, but her concience seemed drunk. Her vision was blurry, she felt hot and flushed, and she was having difficulty controlling her thoughts. As she walked with her arm in Jack's, all she could think about was the muscles of his arm, the tone of his voice and how it made her body tremble, eyeballing his pants out of the corner of her eye trying to catch a glimpse of his package. She was like a horny teenager on a date with the quarterback, or at least that's how she felt.

 

[Malvolio]

Jack and Debbie peered in the window of the store and cooed over the puppies. As they stood there, Jack pressed his body against Debbie's. Their eyes met. The tension built.

Suddenly Jack pulled away. "Look," he chuckled. "There's that 'couples shop'. Let's take a look."

Jack took her by the hand and began to pull her toward the store. He knew there were some fitting rooms in the back...

 

[bi_nicole21]

The puppies were so cute in the window and Debbie was making cute faces through the window. She felt Jack press up against her, and suddenly she got very quiet as the familiar heat started burning through her body. She felt his form against her, his bulge pressed against her lower back, images of big hard cocks flashing through her mind. Her eyes met Jack's, he looked at her from a position of power that she didn't understand but submitted to for reasons she did not know. She gave him a look of longing, lust, submission, she would never tell him but she would do absolutely anything he said at the moment if only he looked her in the eye and demanded it.

As if he read every thought, he suddenly turned and began leading her toward the adult video store. She didn't even hesitate, allowing Jack to lead her there, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. She was getting wet as she walked, each step closer to the neon lights in the windows the searing heat in her belly grew. She felt her nipples harden under her shirt, the dampness beginning to wet her thin underwear.

 

[Malvolio]

Jack pulled her into the shop. He could see the lust in her eyes. Her erect nipples were protruding from her top. He led her to the clothing section of the shop. The time for subtlety was over.

"Pick something out and try it on. Show me how sexy you can be. And let me know when you're ready for me to come back into the dressing room and see it."

 

[bi_nicole21]

Debbie was so overcome with lust and arousal she didn't even flinch. She nodded, watched Jack turn around so he wouldn't see what she picked, and began to browse. She wondered whether to go for simple and sexy or some lavish lingerie. She finally chose a deep black lace bra with matching boyshort lace panties.

She walked into the dressing room, not bothering to lock it behind her and stripped down. As she dragged each layer of clothing from her body, she felt the heat rise, not able to resist sliding her finger between her soaked pussy lips, her whole buddy shuddering and her eyes rolling back in her head as her fingertip grazed her clit. She was on fire. She looked at her fingertip, shining with her wetness, and out of pure curiosity, gently placed it at her lips and licked it clean. She smiled naughtily to herself as she tasted her own pussy on her tounge.

She slipped on the panties, turning to look in the mirror how the thin strip of lace arched over the cheeks of her ass instead of covering them, the v-waist front dipping down low enough to reveal that she had shaved her pussy. Today was the first day she had ever done that, and the skin was smooth and soft as a baby's. She wasn't sure why she had thought to shave, but it seemed the thing to do at the time.

She cupped her breasts together as she fastened the front-clasp black lace bra, smiling at her reflection in the full-length mirror as the bra bulged her tits up, making them look like they were going to spill out the top. She had been wearing knee-high black boots with her skirt earlier and she decided they went well enough with the outfit to leave them on. She dragged her fingertips over her hard nipples, protruding from the lace bra cups, the sight of her own sexy form, a new beautiful person she had never seen before, turning her on in the mirror.

She laid across the bench of the fitting room, hair hanging back, leaning on her elbows to accentuate her chest, one knee bent, turned to the door and called for Jack.

 

[Malvolio]

Just before he entered the dressing room, Jack dabbed a little of the strongest dosage of Virilex he had in his possession on his fingers. Opening the door to the dressing room, Jack was blown away by what he saw. There was Debbie, his meek, mild mannered colleague, dressing like a wanton harlot.

"Oh Debbie... what a transformation."

Jack didn't bother to shut the door behind him as he slowly approached her. He raised his hand to gently stroke her cheek as he eyed her body up and down. His lust was clearly apparent from the large bulge in his pants and the burning desire in his eyes.

He ran his fingers down her check to her lips and began to softly move them in an "O" shaped pattern.

"Debbie, what... has come over you?" his voice low and raspy. Of course, he knew, but he needed to begin to draw Debbie in, to make her a willing participant in his experiments.

 

[bi_nicole21]

Debbie moaned softly and closed her eyes as Jack ran his fingers around her lips. There was some unrecognizable scent in the air, but Debbie breathed deeply through her nose and something came over her fast. She felt the insatiable desire to lick Jack's fingers, so she took one, sucking it deep into her lips, wrapping her tounge around it and slurping it clean. She repeated this for every finger on his hand, feeling herself growing more aroused with each one.

She suddenly dropped his hand and her hands flew to his belt. She undid his belt and pulled down the zipper, yanking his pants down. Her eyes widened as she watched his large bulge expanding under his boxers, the fabric growing as his thick cock grew harder, Debbie stared at it like it was the only food she saw in a month.

Her hands pulled down on his underwear, the waist stretching as it got snagged on Jack's growing hardon. With a pop, his underwear dropped to his ankles and his large growing cock sprung free, smacking him in the stomach and bouncing in front of him as it settled, visibly growing in size and girth as he became more aroused.

Debbie dove right in. She grabbed hold of his shaft, guiding it to the left side of her face as she slurped her tounge from base to tip of Jack's growing cock. Aside from awkward fumblings in high school and drunk college parties, this was the first real blow job Debbie had ever given. She didn't know what she was doing so she just made it as wet and messy as possible, hoping it would turn him on. She felt an insatiable desire to make him cum, it was like she needed sperm to survive. The taste of the first drop of precum leaking from Jack's cockhead and smearing across her tounge just egged her on, and she attacked his cock with her hands and mouth like her life depended on it.

 

[Malvolio]

Jack was amazed at how quickly Debbie had attacked him. He'd expected the drug to drive her crazy, but not this quickly. He loved it!

"Oh, yes, Debbie! Yes!" he hissed. "Oh yeah, baby... take my cock."

Jack placed one hand on Debbie shoulder, one on her head, running it through her hair. There was absolutely something about her now. Something that was starting to drive him wild. He could think or even see clearly now. His heart was beating faster, his pulse racing. He could even distinctly SMELL her juices. Now he found himself thinking about tasting HER.

"Faster, Debbie! Faster!" he commanded.

Jack moved his hand from her shoulder down to her right breast and began at first gentley cupping and squeezing it and her nipple, but started to become firmer, more insistent and even a little rougher as his desire built.

Jack couldn't believe the sensations he was feeling. This was easily the best blow job he'd had in his life. But it couldn't have been her form. She was aggressive, yes, but he'd had better. "Maybe the drug is having some effect on her saliv-aaaaa...."