Pulling the thin girl up, straddling her face, Colleen eased Emily down, breathing deeply the musky fragrance. Little drips hit her lips and face; Colleen smiled as she realized that Emily was literally leaking cunt-juice out of her, raining it down on her.
Wasting not another moment, Colleen pulled her down and began diving her tongue into the velvet warmth of the nurses’ slick hole. Her mouth filled with salty fluids, sticky and delicious. Colleen rained kisses and nips of love on her labia and suckled like a child on the cute little button of her clitoris. Emily sat straight up and rotated her hips around, grinding down on her new lover’s face, wanting to cum more than she had ever before in her life. She ran her fingers through her raven hair, moaning as she moved down to pull her 32c tits free of their bra and began twisting and pulling her nipples, making them feel as if they were on fire.
Colleen had just pushed as far as she could up her gooey channel when she was rewarded with a flutter and shudder over her probing tongue. Emily began sobbing as gushes of cum sprayed from her little pussy. Colleen’s hair was drenched in the shower of cum pulsing out from the mewling girl’s pussy. Mercilessly, Colleen raked her nails over the tanned, pert ass cheeks of her partner, eliciting new spasms and cries of relief from above. Emily seemed to cum and cum and cum, wracking her body with orgasmic bliss.
Finally the torrent slowed and Emily collapsed forward onto the table, her pussy still fastened to Colleen’s expert mouth, not wanting to move from that heavenly spot. For her part, the soaked redhead was nibbling and kissing and licking the outer folds, gently sucking up and swallowing the tasty pussy drink.
Sighing contentedly, Colleen slid out from beneath the semi-conscious nurse and stood up, naked and face glistening in the examination room.
“Ahem…”
Colleen turned, startled at the noise. Standing in a parted curtain to the examination area was Professor Higgins and two other gentlemen who also appeared to be doctors. Each had a bemused and impressed expression on their faces. Colleen just grinned and wiped her face and chest with a handy towel and remarked,
“Told you this was powerful stuff, doc!”
“Er, yes, well, I see…”stuttered the stodgy older professor, staring unashamedly at the fantastic site before him.
“Ummm…perhaps you had better wait, uh, in the courtyard, where you’ll be perhaps more comfortable and we won’t be so…well, distracted. Yes?” the doctor offered sheepishly.
“Of course, professor. Can’t stand in the way of science, can I?” Colleen said with a smile, patting the doctor on his bulging crotch as she slid past the three men. She began to sashay down the short hallway, swinging her hips to complete effect.
“Miss McPherson! Miss McPherson! Your clothes, my dear! You cannot go out in our facility like that!” sputtered one of the other doctors
Turning to look over her shoulder, Colleen grinned coyly,”You sure you want me dressed, boys? I’m more fun this way!”
Giggling at her own joke, Colleen grabbed her flimsy T-shirt and shorts and proceeded outside to lay in the grass. She did appreciate the sun on her skin as she rested, occasionally moving a curious hand up her shirt to collect stray drops of Emily’s cum to flavor her fingers with. She did want them to test her, so she was content to leave them to their work.
Chapter 3
The results were in and it was a toss up as to who was more amazed, Colleen or the scientists. It seemed that the swamp water had indeed entered Colleen’s bloodstream and had evoked a startling transformation on her basic genetic structure. She now exuded pheromones of such a malleable and adaptable degree that almost any living thing would be attracted to her sexually. Likewise, her own discerning nature had been bypassed and she herself was more open to sexual variety than the average (and even above average) young woman. As a byproduct of her alterations, Professor Higgins explained to the fascinated and horny young redhead that her body also was being altered, as evidenced by her milk-filled breasts, more generous and curvaceous hips and buttocks and even to her endurance and resistance to pain and injury. She even seemed to heal at a faster rate than normal.
Excitedly, Professor Higgins began outlining a rigorous schedule of testing and analysis that he and his team wanted to conduct on Colleen, to which she put up a firm hand and squashed immediately.
“Oh hell no! I am not going to waste my time sitting in some laboratory while you guys poke needles in me and play boring ass doctor all day!”
she stated.
Leaning in to the wide-eyed doctor, she smiled sexily and said with a purr,”Tell you what, though. Loan me that sexy nurse Emily and I’ll show her how a Louisiana girl gets down in the swamp. She can collect all the samples and data you could ever want, right from the source.”
Reaching down and massaging the old professor’s straining cock through his pants, she gave it a firm squeeze and said,
“How’s that grab you?”
Flustered at the overwhelming flood of pheromones hitting his system, the sputtering doctor agreed immediately.
Colleen and Pharmatech had come to what seemed to be a perfectly fine mutual arrangement. Colleen was now an employee of sorts, drawing a handsomely comfortable salary (made handsome, she was certain, by her influence) as a member of Professor Higgin’s Research and Development team. As matter of fact, she was what the Prof described as Field Agent At-Large, which as far as they all were concerned meant was that Colleen could come and go as she pretty much pleased and they would pay her for getting data from her and her exploits. Suited her, as Colleen had no intention of keeping her “discovery” to herself. As far as she cared, the whole world would be a better place if people fucked a lot more and hated a lot less. Also, she was a good ol’ country girl. She didn’t know diddly-squat about how to exploit this thing, whatever the hell it was.
So, with a fat bank account, new truck, new best friend and few nasty ideas, it was home to Peach Tree, Louisiana again!
Soon Colleen was flying down the old dirt road with Emily, the thin brunette now out of her nursing whites and wearing a tight pair of faded jeans that hugged her tiny pert buns and a red checked shirt tied up, exposing her tummy and accentuating her smallish tits. Between them on the seat of the truck was Emily’s black leather medical bag, filled with all of the instruments she’d need to gather the data required by the institute. Bouncing around in the truck bed was some well-packed recording equipment and other supplies.
For her part, Colleen was less concerned with science now and more anxious to seeing what other animals and things she could fuck. Her pussy fairly ached to be filled and fucked good and hard. She smiled to herself as she also had a much more wickedly exotic encounter planned for her nubile companion to witness.
Colleen wasted little time getting set up in the small shady grove my the swamp’s edge. Just the smell of the moist air invigorated her, making her freckled skin tingle. Under Emily’s curious eyes, the girl quickly but efficiently began pounding long stakes at equal distances into the ground, securing them firmly in the soil. As the nurse, tasked with recording and evaluating the strength and effectiveness of this “power” Colleen had manifested, began setting up the tripods and recording gear in different areas of the grove, the redhead began to dig through her backpack, producing thin leather strips.