Based on a prompt from dirty writing prompts. Would link to it if I knew how, sort of a reddit novice. I actually really liked what I came up with and may want to do a series so I decided to post it here. Haven’t done a lot of writing so any feedback at all is welcome. It’s meant to be a little funny.
Julia James meticulously analyzes the lab results. Dr. Bigg said her conclusions will decide if they continue with the next stage of experimentation. Talk about a big deal! After two years of being lab assistant to the acclaimed Dr. Richard Bigg this is the first time he ever let her run lab tests entirely on her own. He will be making his decision on whether they will progress to the next stage or continue running tests based entirely on her report. If erroneous it could cost them months of backtracking.
After hours of jotting down findings and examining her notes a finished report finally emerges. Anxious and tempted to perform the tests all over again, she instead picks up the report and heads for Bigg’s office. The office door is shut and locked with a little sticky note posted on the front.
Julia,
It was getting late so I went into the lab to check on you. You were so hard at work you didn’t even notice. I didn’t want to interfere. I went to work on our side project. You know where to find me.
Julia had to smirk. More responsibility in the lab wasn’t the only thing she’s been trusted with recently. She walked to a separate smaller lab, one rarely used anymore, or so she thought. Once inside she made her way past all sorts of lab equipment to an old electron microscope in the back. She fiddled with the magnification for a moment, using it like the dial on a safe… then Click. On unseen rollers and with less noise than you’d expect, the entire microscope, platform and all, moved aside, revealing a low doorway into another room. She ducked inside.
About a month ago Dr. Richard Bigg, after being exceptionally pleased with Julia’s continued commitment to his research, let her in on a secret. He had developed technology which could alter the human being, in effect can give one abilities and powers. “The outside world is not ready” he said “but the right person could use it to make the world a better place.” He explained how he is too old, the procedure would be risky for him. Julia however, as a healthy young woman only a couple years out of college would easily take to it. Julia of course was quite startled by what she was being told. She had no doubts he was telling the truth, Dr. Bigg’s reputation was legendary and for years scientific journals have claimed he would be the one to develop something like this. But to tell her, to let her in on it, she nearly cried. Dr. Bigg always felt more mentor and teacher than employer. She asked to be a part of it, blushed at the eagerness of her own words. More stoic than usual, Bigg explained how the process will affect her brain. She will have no memory of the time the effects are activated. Distraught but not deterred she insisted upon the procedure.
Julia enters a room filled with all sorts of equipment that she didn’t truly understand. One thing stood out though, a large upright metal slab in the center of the room. Dr. Bigg appeared almost dramatically from behind the thing startling her. “Oh, sorry Julia, I was giving it a bit of a tune up. You have been responding so positively to it I’ve decided to make it a little more… potent. That the report on the lab test there? Give it to me, let’s take a look.” Dr. Bigg spent a good minute looking over her report. Julia studied his expressions as he did so, trying to get some idea of what he might be thinking. He was a man somewhere in his fifties, grey hair, salt and pepper goatee, though relatively fit for his age, wearing a similar looking lab coat as hers. She was beginning to get nervous before he said ” This looks promising, I’m going to look this over more later but it seems like we will be able to begin the next stage of experimentation. I must thank you. I wouldn’t have been able to progress at this speed without your help.” “Your welcome, I feel lucky enough being a part of this, glad I’m doing a good job as well.” She glanced over at the metal slab. “So more potent huh, guess I’ve been doing a good job there as well.” Julia gave an excited smile. Dr. Bigg gave a hearty laugh. “You have been exceeding my expectations to be honest. It’s about time we start tonight.”
Dr. Bigg placed a large metal helmet over Julia’s head. Dozens of wires extended from it to various spots on the slab. The helmet conformed perfectly to her cranium, she could hear a slight buzzing sound, then it activated. Julia began to moan, she convulsed, then she began tearing off her clothes as if they burned her flesh. Her butt and breasts grew, already stretching her undergarments as she desperately removed them. She clutched her naked body. Moaning ever louder as her body toned, skin stretching taught over her voluptuous form. Conversely she became soft and plump in her most sensuous areas. Blemishes began to fade as her skin became smooth like silk..
Abruptly she stops moaning, stands up straight and smiles brazenly at Dr. Bigg. Long golden blond hair shone under the fluorescent lights. He greets the woman before him. “Good evening… Slutarella.” She coos and struts towards him. “Good evening Dr.” Throwing her arms around his neck she pulls him in and kisses passionately. Soft buxom lips embrace his while her tongue, warm and wet, flits gracefully around his mouth. After a time she breaks away looking up with glittering emerald eyes. Pheromones radiate out of her, from her pores, her sweat, saliva, and other bodily fluids. Designed to drive those in her proximity mad with carnal desire. Bigg fights for control, resisting the urge to take her like an animal. “Look at what you have done” he grunts, motioning to the bulge in his pants. “Take care of it”
Slutarella giggles sweetly before slowly descending to her knees. Deftly she unzips and pulls out a sizable member with only her head. Teasingly she gives it kisses and licks. Dr. Bigg grimacing from the tension in his groin exclaimes “get on with it!” At the command she plunges the full length down her throat over and over. The blowjob is loud and sloppy. She screws her head side to side as she bobs in and out. Consistently sucking, her lips hug his shaft, building friction as she slurps him faster and faster. Gagging when his cock hits the back of her throat. Twirling her tongue around his shaft as she goes. The blowjob was masterful, coordinated yet ferocious, Dr. Bigg didn’t last sixty seconds.
“AHHHH FUCK!” Dr. Bigg twitches and spasms. Slutarella grabs his thighs, keeping him steady in her mouth, as she swallows load after load. “AHHGG DAMMIT WOMAN AHHHH AHHHH FUCK ENOUGH!” He grabs Slutarellas head trying to force her to stop. She continues to move as much as she can tickling with her tongue as she hungrily slurps the last of his cum. After being sure to get every last drop she removed his penis with a POP. Dr. Bigg drops to the floor sweating and panting. She’s getting better he thought.
Slutarella stands up wiping drool from her face and makes her way to a series of storage lockers in the back of the room. “So what have you got for me tonight?” Still panting on the floor “bachelor party” he gasped. Slutarella opens a locker. Inside, a spandex pink leotard with a purple S on the front, purple latex gloves, purple mask, and a purple utility belt. “Bachelor party” she said it slowly with the syllables drawn out, said it like she was tasting the words in her mouth, and liked the flavor. “On twenty second and third.” Bigg composed himself, now standing and tucking his genitals back into his pants. “It’s Harry Cox.” “The movie star?” “Yea the movie star. And he’s an A-list pervert as well. God bless the woman trying to tie him down. Says he wants to have one last blowout. Get everything out of his system.” Slutarella’s outfit leaves little to the imagination, clinging to her skin like paint, her hair now in pigtails. She opens more lockers revealing an arsenal of sex toys, bdsm gear, and fetish items. She grabs vibrators, gags, whips, pocket pussies, cuffs, electrodes, lubricatants, feathers, rope, butt plugs, dildos, whipped cream, suction cups, rollers, candles, anal beads, nipple clamps, and more, neatly putting everything away in her utility belt. Once done she closes the lockers and turns to face the Dr. “Cox is a sick bastard Slut, you be careful out there.” “Don’t worry about me Dr. I have some ideas in mind. I hope he’s as perverted as you say, for his sake.” And with that she slips off into the night.
Source: reddit.com/r/eroticliterature/comments/ji3hhj/slutarella_mind_controlblowjob
Beautifully written!