Experimental Medicine Day 9 (Teaser 3)

Greetings dear patron!

More delicious fresh content for you to enjoy. Progress on EM chapter 9 has been a bit slow, sadly. But my work schedule has been absolutely prohibitive lately. Boo hoo's aside, I still have a lovely chunk for you to snack on until I complete the whole  thing.

Also thank you very much to the folks who responded to the poll. It helps me a lot.  I will look into asking someone to help me formulate an improved version of the covers going forward I think. Have a cruise around fiverr or etsy or something. I am as cheap as it gets with almost everything though. If I can manage to get something workable done on my own I shall do it. But I think with book covers you have to be a little bit more discerning. So I really appreciate the feedback there.

Hope that your week is going well and you have a wonderful weekend ahead.  Take care of yourself and look forward to more experimental medicine next week as well.  Ideally the whole finished chapter! Ideally....  

Once summer sets in proper I am really hoping that my schedule loosens up a bit and I get a chance to get some hardcore writing done. I keep finding projects in the way of others and I have to put in a lot of time writing one thing before I can work on another. Next thing you know you have a small pile of projects to work on.  Much of this is just self imposed order.  Increasing awareness and all that, you know? Still counts as work! Ahhh, I need a nap.

 Please enjoy this latest teaser~

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I think that pill is kicking in. I feel like I've been drugged. I rubbed my eyes with my thumb and forefinger for a long time and took a deep breath snapping out of it and building up some determination. I carefully got to my feet on shaky legs and had some more water while clutching a small decorative planter emplacement with a smooth surface bearing the pitcher near the filing cabinets.  Water helped tremendously, and it felt like I couldn’t get enough of it. My legs are aching and I realized they were tired and sore from lugging around so much weight the past few days. Although it wasn’t erect, it seemed like my penis was starting to fill out and it felt heavier. I swung my hips a little and it didn’t have the same floppy swing as earlier. Another involuntary flex of my pelvic muscles sent another weak shake along its length.  It was getting harder!

I drank more water and reached down, hefting up the hot heavy flesh near the middle of its length. It bowed over my hand but was slowly getting harder, I could feel it now as the remaining dull ache blossomed into building anticipation. During this careful inspection it was barely perceptible to notice it, but it was getting bigger. It turned me on and fear and arousal began to course through my veins and beat through my heart and it all ended up down there trapped inside of the expanding menace that my cock was becoming. I had my doubts about what the doctor said about that red pill and vowed to never take one again if I could help it.

That idea immediately felt foolish and I licked my lips taking a strong sniff of the air. My boss had just taken off her panties, I imagined, and dropped my shaft without a care and it recoiled under its own support pointing down a few feet beyond my bare toes. It swayed and bounced while I walked and my thighs juggled my balls like pistons as I went to the shower. She was fully naked and had her back to me soaking herself in the water. There was no steam at all thanks to some powerful vent in the ceiling between the two wide set shower heads that rained down upon her from ahead. Water splashing off her shoulders, breasts, and hips splashed white against the obsidian background of the stone tiles on the walls. There was barely any condensation on the clear glass separating us.  From this angle she had an hourglass shape and while her arms were both up working her blonde hair soaking it through the sides of her breasts jutted out from either side.  The concave line running from her upper torso down to her waist and thickening up again into a large round bottom with chunky butt cheeks like shelves which were almost as wide as her breasts were. Her thighs were thick and round and thinned down towards the knees, which were perched atop fairly toned large calves. Her feet seemed small to me, but then again the rest of her had grown so big and thick in the last week.

Something cold touched the tip of my erection and It was the glass wall of the shower, about a pace or so ahead of me. She turned around and smiled and looked down, flashing an expression of surprise and fear wide-eyed jaw open, but it morphed into a toothless smile with her tongue slowly probing around as her cheeks pushed upwards causing the corners of her eyes to squint.

“There is plenty of room.” She said and approached the glass. Pressing up against it. “Unless you just want to watch.” Her already large breasts looked massive when they were squished up and spread out in perfect circles, her nipples and areola perfectly centered. I was reminded of the image of two large vinyl records in creamy fleshtones with deliciously dark raspberry areolas and nipples. She moved up and down along the glass enticing me and turned around pressing her ass and thighs against the glass next. Her weight spread her thickness forming an inverted pyramid with a round heart like top that was akin to a shrine where I felt compelled to kneel and pray at. Or at least make an offering… I had had enough and the tip of my cock was aimed straight ahead drawing a single solitary line of thick glistening precum on the glass. She turned around and I pressed myself against the glass to give her a show in response and the heat and warmth of this appendage almost as long and thick as one of my arms burned a line up my chest almost reaching my nipples.

She pressed up against the glass, face comically contorting as she wanted to be as near to it as she physically could. Her desperation was infectious and only spurred my cock that much closer to full hardness. It still had plenty of softness and give in the surface as I pressed it against the window into the bath. She was on her knees with fingers working fast and nimble reaching inside of herself and pressing her button from all imaginable angles. The glass around my phallus was heating up and got foggy to the point when I pulled away from the glass, content to let her get what she wanted, there was an imprint so large from the bottom of my balls to the tip of my cock that I realized full circle what I had become.

The imprint itself must have been at least three feet from bottom to top and my erection got harder looking at the size of it in all of its glory from the outside for the first time.  Looking down at myself the heaviness of my still filling and thickening member trying it’s damndest to climb higher and higher, but as it filled with blood to become more taut and stick up high it was conversely made heavier and ultimately seemed to stay about level and sticking straight out ahead of me. I had to move carefully because cutting any corners or turning around too quickly ended with me smacking my rod against some stone tiled column or a glass and metal fixture.

Her body dragged across the glass with a slow sliding squeak anticipating my entrance into the shower area and as soon as I opened the door and stepped in she was on it immediately.  She brought the head to her mouth and began to suck and lick it like someone who didn’t know how to eat an orange. Her tongue flitted up and down the quivering eyelet and used both hands set far apart to coerce her prize from me with long jerking motions.  Her hands couldn’t fit fully around its thickness and it looked more like she was trying to swallow a baguette whole than give fellatio. As soon as thoughts like What have I become? Crossed my mind, a wave of pleasure dispersed from the base of my skull, down my spine filling my heart and eventually sinking into my pelvis and bursting outward in all directions.

He leaned his back against the glass and let her work for what she wanted. It was too late to worry about any of that.  He was doing everything he could to finally stop all this and hopefully return to something closer to normal.  He had no idea the effects were going to be this severe though. He shook his head watching her doing calculations in her head trying to figure out how to fellate or even give a hand job to the thick bat of meat presented before her. It was kind of comical on one hand, he thought to himself, but also inconvenient. He probably couldn’t get a blow job or even have proper sex ever again in his life if this kept up.  His boss stood up and squatting slightly got into a good enough angle where she could properly titty fuck the far half of his cock and suck and lick the tip at the same time. That felt good, but there was still another thirteen or fourteen inches being ignored near the base. He decided to help things along reaching two hands down to give some TLC to the lower half of his length while she worked on the upper.

“Can you believe this?  This thing is massive. It has to be the biggest human cock in the whole world.” She said jerking the middle of my shaft bouncing her boobs up and down along the top of it and smooching the big round head trying to suck up any and all dripping goodness.  I would be lying if I said it didn’t feel good.  This red pill had thrown everything for a loop though. I felt close, but on the other hand, I felt like I could go for hours and hours non-stop.  Which was it? I began to squeeze tighter and stroke faster. Her breasts were bouncing up and down, squished together with her upper arms, and propelled along his shaft from her handjob. I matched my stroking pace to hers so that it felt more like I was having my entire shaft yanked instead of it being stretched and pulled in opposite directions which kind of hurt.

The synchronization felt amazing and her eyelids got heavy as the synced stimulation kicked the production process into high gear and she needed to focus less on licking and more on swallowing. I stopped jerking and kept my hands still and started to use my hips instead, thrusting faster. She looked up to my eyes, mouth and tongue doing their best to get all the precious fluid as possible into her mouth when the peak of my forestroke battered into her waiting lips. There were strings and splats of the stuff connecting us together and dribbling down her cheeks to her dismay, but it was working and I was nearly there. Like the start of an earthquake where part of you has to go completely still to see if the reverberations are you or something larger than yourself, my eyes went drowsy and I had to grab her shoulders for support. I kept thrusting and felt a painful pressure in my massive sack from each of my balls as the biological engine thrummed to life and the warmth similar to an engine sent heat throughout my whole core causing me to perspire as if I had eaten a habanero pepper.

“Ohhh god.” I said with exasperation fearing that the orgasm might not feel good judging by the pain and pressure building up in my massive nuts. My thrusting became slower and more methodical and I closed my eyes breathing through my teeth regaining my stability enough to put my hands back to jerk the lower half of my shaft. It was so hot to the touch the water splashing around us felt lukewarm in comparison.

“There is so much precum it’s amazing. Cum for me. Give all your hot semen to me.” She said pulling her head back enough to avoid being bopped by the dripping flesh piston. She smiled and licked her lower lip going for a smattering of sauce clinging just above her chin and nodded before refocusing on claiming her prize and then the wet tight warmth of her lips and tongue were the pleasurable backboard to my thrusting yet again. She changed how she held her breasts and put more pressure on my shaft. It felt great. The welling sensation from my balls built up towards the tip until wet watery cum just started spilling out all over her face and pooled in her cleavage. It felt amazing, but I still haven’t even started cumming. She lapped it up like a dehydrated cat and used her hands to try and stop my thrusting so she could suck it down like someone using half a length of cardboard poster tube as a straw to two pineapples.

I grunted and felt the actual orgasm starting and there was a pleasurable pumping sensation as spasms built up, but the watery precum was all that continued spilling out the tip. Like a hose with no pressure after the spigot had been turned off, but the spigot had just been turned on. Or more likely, the old well pump was being primed and I could only grunt, wince, and exclaim meaningless syllables when finally the pump primed and the orgasm began in earnest.

“It’s so much! I can’t belie-” She said, fully mistaken about her assumption as a thick opaque braid of sticky whiteness blasted her face with such force she had to recoil and close her eyes. Her mouth opened as well in response and the latter gush of the stream hit the back of her throat and forced its way inside of her. Her face was covered and dripping wet sloppy cables of semen hung off of her eyebrows, nose, ears, chin, and breasts. Her breasts fell away and she reached out blindly to try and regain control of my penis, but it forced a continuous torrent of cum at her face and chest again and again. It dripped down her shoulders and between her cleavage in slow sheets quickly coating her front half. While she flailed trying to control it, wayward shots hit the back walls or ricocheted into the ceiling. My vision blurred into whiteness like I was running a marathon and I couldn’t see anything and just groped at the glass I was leaning against to have some concept of bearing while my full focus was dominated by my body finally releasing all that built-up cum and my legs were numb with pleasure. I sank to my knees and leaned back and could feel both of the huge hot balls between my thighs oscillate in size forcing ounces at a time through the full length of my cock pulling a scintillating cloud of spiking pleasure along with it each time and letting it all go ahead of great pressure.

“Oh my gahh–” She shouted while semi-successfully deflecting beams of mayo until she finally wrestled the thing and got it pointed straight up still blasting straight into the ventilation system sucking all the steam from the shower up with extreme efficiency. She carefully took one of her hands off of the thrashing penis which wouldn’t stop like a geyser on one-second intervals. She wiped her eyes hastily, regaining sight and then wiped her nose and exhaled hard through it to see if she could still breathe nasally. She could if she was careful. The cum that was not sucked up directly into the vent, which was starting to make strange noises, splattered on the ceiling and was falling down in big golf ball-sized drops all over and splashing into the semen on the floor.

“It’s still cumming. I can’t stop. It’s too much. I’m… I can’t… Help…” I said as consciousness began to fade and that was the last I remember besides the constant and continual orgasm which caused me to faint. Everything went dark.

The darkness that swept him up and embraced him was tender and like a blanket that got warmer and cooler in time with each orgasmic spasm. Wrapped in the warm covers on a cool winter’s morning after snow had freshly fallen. A refuge away from trouble and cold and suffering. It was cozy and complete. How long had I been here? I opened my eyes in the darkness and could see brilliant colors pulsing each time a wave of bliss crashed upon my shore. Intensity turned up, a brilliant spectrum of color rimmed my vision and warmed me like sun shining from behind a cloud, and then the intensity was turned down again, although less warm than before, still comforting and nice.

I wanted to be there forever. But it could not be. I felt wet. There was a cacophony far in the distance and I heard the sounds of animals feeding hungrily. There was a squabble and yelling. Women were yelling. My head hurt and I groaned, reaching for my head.

“You killed him! How could you!” A shrill voice shouted and there was a scuffle.

“Like you need any more, you walking blimp hangar. You bitch.” A sarcastic and acidic voice chided in return.

“You’re just jealous, you psychopath. And as a matter of fact, I think I may love him…” The shrill voice calmed down and ended in a whisper.  A third voice, very close to him, smacked their lips, burped and exhaled hard swallowing.

“I don’t know what you two are worried about. There is a literal treasure trove here. I gotta catch up to you two girls. How long does this take again?” The third voice said and then the sound of something plunging into water and gulping followed.

“He’s waking up! He’s waking up!” It was Trish’s voice. “You are so lucky you didn’t kill him. I wouldn’t have forgiven you.” She was upset and there was loathing in her voice.

“Quit being so sentimental and let’s help the guy up. Are you ok?” The boss said, her voice getting nearer.  I tried to open my eyes but they were sealed shut. “Haven’t you had enough yet Val? You won’t be able to walk!” She laughed.

“Yeah right, like that is even possible.” Valentina said through gurgling sticky lips sloppily slurping it up mid sentence.  

“Anything is possible. Look what happened to our office. It’s an orgy out there. How I managed to keep everyone out besides you two is a miracle.” The Boss said.

My head was starting to clear up and I managed to breathe a few dusty breaths and wheeze out a request for water and they came over at once after they pulled me out of the pool of cum I had been laying in.  It was like an alien being birthed from primordial ooze as it pulled off of me in long thick strings, dragging across the floor propping me up against a wall. With the help of the women they began to peel off and clean my face and eyes with warm damp towels to melt and thaw the hardened crust on my face. That was when I realized my cock was still rock hard right in front of my face, in fact I had to look up a little bit in a sitting position to see the very tip of the thing since I was leaning back. It was painfully hard and sticking straight up, bulging with veins from the base to the tip. I drank water which felt like lifeblood returning directly to my system.