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.
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.
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