Her brown eyes look in yours, the crows feet around her eyes slowly fading as her face takes on a more youthful glow. There is a subtle shifting of her clothing, as her body takes on a fitness competitors definition. breasts that once sagged from too many late nights, coffee, and cigarettes perk up, With a satisfied smirk she says, "I see my star researcher has woken up. Or should I say godly?"
Fine motor control eludes you at the moment and all you can sputter is "whuh?"
"Anna found you on the floor of the lab. They brought you to the infirmary, after alerting me. I knew you'd been working hard and late these past couple of months, and it'll go into the log as exhaustion. What won't go into the log is the changes to your body in the last 2 hours or the fact that nurse Ingrid got an uncontrollable urge to suck off your unconscious cock. "
"Oh Ingrid, can you come in please? Your patient is awake."
The green curtain parts and in steps a teutonic amazon of beauty, her several too sizes too small medical smock now a belly shirt revealing cobbled abs and the undersides of breasts as big as your head. Nurse Ingrid's blue eyes were a sharp contrast to her golden blonde hair framing a face that could grace the cover of any magazine. Luscious red lips pouted with an air of concern, as her gaze took in the tableau.
The only similarities between this bombshell and the short and stout woman you knew as the facilities Nurse Ingrid was the blond hair.
In a business like fashion, she seats her large and shapely ass next to your strapped down shoulder as she takes your pulse, your flesh tingling where her immaculately manicured hands touch your forearm to take your pulse, and then shining a light into your eye.
"Well Mary, his pulse is good and it doesn't look like he sustained a concussion when his head hit the floor. "
Her hand drifts from your face down to your exposed man-meat gently waving in the air to your heartbeat. Fingertips glide around the base of your cock and tickle your scrotum. Her palm which is warm glides over the tip of your penis, with her index and thumb gliding up your shaft. Her hand moves up and down your rod, setting off a delightful jiggling of her breasts, which blot out half the room.
Mary is stretching now, her arms coming past her sleeves, and a noticeable gap appearing between her blouse and trousers.
"As you can see your cum has interesting properties now, which nurse Ingrid, " a dramatic pause, " and I have now exposed ourselves too.
Side effects, no doubt of the god formula that our section has been working on. Sadly Ingrid doesn't have the true omnipotence that the formula was supposed to unlock, but she is closer."
Reading your expression, Mary smirks again, "Oh you're wondering why you haven't been able to think us out of existence yet? Well we've got you strapped down and are pumping you full of counter-actives that seal away your power, until we can figure out how you completed the formula."
Nurse Ingrid has worked her hand skillfully over your penis and as you are about to clench in the involuntary spasm of orgasm, Mary once again has bowed over your form and is greedily sucking down your jism. Sitting on her haunches again, Mary closes her eyes and rocks backward, full breasts popping the buttons on her blouse, Ingrid moving next to her and licking some excess cum from the corner of Marys mouth looking at you. Ingrid massages and squeezes Mary's breasts and Ingrid's hand slides down over Mary's defined torso and down into her pussy, long fingers rubbing her labia, as Mary's thighs burst the seam of her pants.
Another wordless glance and Ingrid is reaching over to an intravenous drip and your vision blacks out.
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