The Case of the Mad Scientist

Chapter 25: Attacked by One Over-Sexed Female

Gato forced a gag into Midori’s mouth as she lay on the floor still handcuffed into a hogtie. Once he felt safe from her biting him, he picked her up and carried her into the main lab where he had already arranged the other subject for the demonstration. Once inside the isolation chamber, he dumped her on the floor and grinned at the other subject.

That other subject was me!

It was embarrassing to admit that this Japanese guy had gotten the drop on me, but truth was all three of us were caught off guard. My head hurt like one wicked hangover but without having spent a fun night before. When I awoke, these guys were manhandling me into this funny room. Before I could really get my wits about me, they had stood me up to this pole and handcuffed my wrists behind it. I growled at them and promised that as soon as I got free they were going to be in a world of hurt. They just ignored me. Probably didn’t speak English.

After a while, this other fellow, who I heard them call “Gato”, came in carrying this naked woman, the same one we saw in one of the cells next door. He dumps her on the floor and gives me this stupid grin. Then he kneels down and ties her neck to the other pole. The funny thing is that he is tying her loosely. When she is tethered to the pole by that loose neck rope, he leaves the room. About ten minutes later I hear noises and look up to see two men looking at me through the window. One is an older Japanese man; the other I recognize as Dr. Sorren. The doctor is explaining something to the older man. I can just hear what they’re saying because the door is open.

“I chose a woman’s sexual attributes and responses first because those are easier to alter the DNA for. My virus enters the body and goes directly to the places where the DNA is to be modified. It reproduces rapidly and begins making the changes programmed into it. It is also designed to avoid the body’s normal response to an invading virus. Once the virus begins reproducing, the changes come about rapidly.

Her waist is smaller, her legs more shapely, and she is even prettier than before. The changes are not massive but nevertheless present. But what is more dramatic is the change to her emotions. I had programmed the DNA changes to make women

see this for yourselves very soon.” There was a smug smile on his face that

now free the

I looked down and saw that she

Goodbody, my ex-girlfriend, damn her eyes, ever looked that wanton

She ripped them right off me, and didn’t care if she scratched my legs in the process. Before I could try to push her away

- by far. It was only natural that my manhood responded and quickly grew to its normal, immense,

straddled my body and wrapped her legs around both me and the pole. Then she began a very vigorous pumping that would have worn out any woman in a few minutes. She, however, seemed to be able to keep it going

in this kind of contest, she was comfortably tight around my rod and already well lubricated. It resulted in a pretty good screwing, even if I had little to contribute beyond the obvious. I did, however, call upon my world-famous staying power and