Bad Scientists- Part 4

Here's the last part of this series for now- let me know in a comment/message if you'd like to hear more from these naughty scientists in the future!

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Walking into the exhibition hall with Charlie, I was so glad that my fake note had fooled him. I’d returned back from lunch that fateful day with the rest of my coworkers to see him clothed with a huge smile on his face. He held up the note and recounted what he thought was the truth about him sniffing pheromones accidentally in an empty lab and stripping down before passing out. Luckily, I’d been able to clean up the cum stains he’d left on himself and the counter well enough for him to never know.

It was a few weeks later, and while I felt so optimistic about our research, I was even more enthusiastic about the presentation that laid ahead of us. Our benefactor, the mysterious man that kept to himself, had other labs, and we had invited one of their engineers here today to show off his team’s newest invention. Grabbing seats right in the center of the lecture hall, we grabbed the glasses in front of us and laid them in our laps, talking with nervous energies to our coworkers around us.

Being here was always a big deal- unlike the demonstration rooms on the third floor, this was for products ready for the world. There were no kinks to work out, and everything here was recorded for posterity. To be able to present here was the highest honor indeed, and the group of intellectuals on stage now were basking in that glow.

Hearing the doors close and lock behind us, we all sat in rapt attention as the lights dimmed, and the first speaker stepped up to the stage.

“Before we begin, I want to say how happy I am that my team gets to share this development with our peers instead of some group of financial backers- you deserve to be excited with us! So, instead of having someone from our lab volunteer, we’d love to have help from one of you.” Hands shot up around the audience, and one man was chosen from the front row. I did a poor job of hiding my envy as I saw Donovan step onstage and quickly vanish behind the curtain backstage. I must have not have done that good of a job though as Charlie leaned in to whisper something to me.

“I cannot believe that he picked Donny of all people.”

“What do you mean?”

“Donovan is the guy who slept with that guy’s fiancé. I think they decided to stay together, but I’m not sure how.”

Now all I could imagine was Donovan fucking some random guy, but I had to shake that out of my head once he reappeared on stage. He was dressed in a pair of scrubs now, gray shirt and navy pants. His hair was even still a bit ruffled from his quick change.

The presenter began talking about the polymer make-up of their new fabric, but it didn’t sound interesting enough for our labs if I was being honest. They made a special fabric? Shein did that every week.

“But now, it’s time to put on those glasses and see what makes this fabric truly special!”

As I put on the glasses, all of my expectations were dashed when I saw no changes. Looking around the auditorium, I tried to find some angle that made those scrubs seem interesting, but there was nothing.

“As you can see, a normal pair of glasses does nothing to distort this image.” Damn, that’s what I get for trying to think ahead. “But go ahead and press the button on the right side of your glasses.”

The room was bathed in red light now, and the view was almost the same as looking through an old pair of 3D glasses. As I basked in the novelty, a chorus of gasps brought me back to the present where I joined in. Standing up on stage, Donovan was now shirtless. His rippling abs were tense under a coating of carefully trimmed chest hair. What was he doing?!

Lifting up the glasses, I saw that his shirt was back on. As I began moving the glasses, I saw that the only change he was making was a worried pout forming on his face. The glasses were filtering out whatever material the shirt was made from, and he had no idea.

“Oh fuck, that’s why he chose Donovan.”

Charlie wasn’t even whispering now, but it didn’t matter- the whole room was buzzing with murmured conversations.

“And now, press the button on the left frames.”

The gasps turned into shouts as blue light flooded my vision. It might have looked like I was swimming underwater, but I ignored all of that- I only had eyes for Donovan who was now seemingly standing completely naked in front of us. The blue light filtered out the rest of his clothing, and he was left standing in only his socks and shoes.

He had to have figured out that something was wrong, and he walked over to the speaker to see what has happening, but that only gave us a view of his firm ass as he faced away from us.

“What?!” He swung around now, but his hands weren’t fast enough to cover his cock. “Stop looking at me!”

Every researcher was laughing on stage now as Donovan tried to find the gap in the curtain to duck through. He was frantically searching, and that just extended our view until he finally was able to get backstage to find his real clothes to cover himself up.

“We’ll be available on stage for any questions, and if you’d like a recording of this presentation, we can send that as well. We filmed it from two angles- one with the red lens, and one with the blue lens.”