The large, glass vial lay shattered on the tile floor. Jackie, with tears streaming down her cheek, reached down for the label. Clearing away some of the sticky white fluid, she read the impossibly complicated, long list of ingredients: putrescine, cadaverine, calcium, chloride, citrate, fructose, glucose, lactic acid, magnesium, potassium, various proteins, sodium, urea, zinc, galactose, sialic acid and more. Some of them had milligrams attached and some did not.
"Fuck!" Jackie yelled to the empty room. She was fucked. She was going to die. She wished she had paid more attention in biology and chemistry class. She wished she had tried to understand the experiment better. She wished she hadn't been so focused on the money and benefits. She sat down on the floor and cried.
After a few moments, Jackie crawled over to the ruined vial and picked up the shard of glass with the label on it. She was going to take the label and head down to find her brother at the university. He would be able to help her, she was sure of it.
Jackie put the quickly cleaned off the label and carefully put it in her hand bag. Even if her brother could only make a small batch of this, she would be okay. She remembered the professor telling her that it could also be taken as an ingestible.
Moments earlier, there had been a huge explosion in the depths of the lab. Jackie Greene had been in the storage room, cataloging supplies and waiting for her next round of tests for the day. Gunfire had erupted seconds after the explosion. Instinctively, Jackie grabbed a large vial of antidote and dashed out the back of the room. She ran into Professor Decklin on the way up to the ground floor.
"Jackie," he said, breathing heavily. "Thank God you're alive! I've got to reach the computer lab and transfer our files before they destroy everything."
"Who?" Jackie was confused.
"There's no time," Professor Decklin cut her off, noticing the vial in Jackie's hands. "Oh, that's a good girl. If it's as bad as I think it is, you're going to need that."
"I'm scared. I don't know what's going on," Jackie said, starting to cry.
Professor Decklin grabbed her hands tightly. "Apparently this research facility was unauthorized and they broke some rules. I've already destroyed the personnel files. You'll be safe. Nobody knows who you are. Contact Velma when you get out of here and she'll be able to give you the procedure to finish the experiment. In the meantime you have a six month's supply of antidote in that vial. Get out, while you still can," he said, then rushed down the stairs towards the computer labs.
Jackie heard more gunfire and screams. She hustled up the stairs as fast as she could. When she finally burst through the back office door, she slipped on some scattered folders and papers, and fell, shattering the vial of antidote.
Several months prior, Professor Decklin had recruited Jackie for his HGMP (human genome modification program), enticing her with money and 'other' benefits. The program involved genetically modified human growth hormones. He had recruited dozens of people from the University and the surrounding area.
The physical benefits, for Jackie, had been astounding to say the least! The two most notable benefits, were a much stronger immune system, and best of all, a significantly larger bust. Her breasts had grown enormously in a very short period of time. Her bra size had gone from a C cup to DDD or F size depending on the brand of bra, in only six months. Everyone had assumed that she had gotten a boob job, and Jackie wasn't about to correct them. No one would have believed the true story, anyway. She absolutely loved her new large breasts and the attention they brought her. She could give a flying fuck what anyone else thought about her.
The only downside to the project, was that Jackie had to take a daily antidote/stabilizing agent, or she would die. It hadn't seemed scary or worrisome in her orientation or during the program, but now that she didn't have access to the lab and her antidote, she could barely breathe with fear. She didn't want to die.
She had been on a schedule of daily/weekly exams, daily shots of antidote and there was supposed to be a program-ending minor medical procedure that would end the experiment without any lasting ill effects. Her enhanced immune system and bust would remain, though.
She had to take this antidote once every twenty-four hours. The monetary compensation was over five thousand dollars per month and her breasts would keep their new expanded size forever, even after the program had ended. It had seemed like a win/win situation at the time.
Now, with the explosion in the lab and the broken vial on the floor, Jackie realized how stupid she had been to agree to participate in this program, and wondered what was on the waiver she signed but never read. Who reads waivers? She stood up, and heading out the back office to the streets above, resolved to contact Velma, find her brother and get herself out of this mess. Jackie was a fighter and she wasn't about to die because of Professor Decklin and this stupid program. She was going to do whatever it took to survive.
Jackie burst out onto the street from the secret basement door of the Project. There was no one around and she took off at a fast run towards the University bus line. Her newly-enlarged breasts flopped wildly under her white blouse, despite the industrial strength sports bra she wore. She ran for her life, still hearing the crackle of gunfire from behind her.
An hour later, she was sitting in her brother, Ron's office at the University, awkwardly asking for his assistance. She couldn't tell him about the project but she had to find a way to get more antidote within the next twelve hours. She knew without it, she would start to lose energy and become lethargic until she finally passed out, never to awaken again. She was too young to die.
"Let me get this straight," her brother said, baffled. "You need help with something at work that requires chemistry and they put you in charge of it?" He tried to stifle a grin.
"No, no, no," Jackie said, shaking her head. "It's not quite like that, but I'm doing some research and need to speak to someone in your chemistry department right now. Please help me. You know I've never asked you for anything, ever. Please don't make me try to explain it to you. I'm having the worst day ever, and I just need a little bit of help." Jackie quickly glanced at the floor. She felt tears welling up in her eyes and she needed to keep her shit together.
"Okay," Ron said, now sounding apologetic. "I'm sorry. I wasn't trying to give you a hard time. Hang on."
He picked up his phone and made a couple of quick calls. "My buddy Mike Morgan said he's free and would be happy to help. He teaches chemistry and physics and if anyone can help you, he can. Here's a campus map. He's down in C205 right there." Ron pointed to Mike's room on the map. "I've got some meetings this afternoon, but if you're free, stop over tonight. It would be good to catch up with you."
"Thanks, bro," Jackie said, getting up. "I'll be over. I've got a few things I'm still working on so if I don't make it over tonight..."
"Whenever you can then," Ron said, "You okay? You seem totally stressed out and on edge."
"Just got to make it through this week, you know? Got to run." Jackie was out the door before Ron could say good bye. It wasn't lost on Jackie that Ron had stolen a few glances at her massive chest. She had learned to notice these things.
She ran across the campus not caring about the all the guys staring at her big boobs flopping around under her blouse. Quite a few girls were unabashedly staring at her too; some in jealousy and other's in appreciation. She found Mike Morgan's room within minutes, and after a quick greeting and exchange of pleasantries she handed him the label. She had peeled it off the glass and cleaned it up as well as she could.
He inspected the list of ingredients and measurements intently.
"I...look, this has to be confidential. Don't even tell my brother about this. I mean, he knows we're here and you're helping me with work but...I'll pay for your time. Can you duplicate this and make me up a batch. I'll be fired without it," she lied, hoping he could help her.
He went over to his computer and started typing and clicking away.
"I'll pay, whatever you want. I've got five thousand dollars in my pocket for a retainer. I need this today!" Jackie was starting to panic as her brother's friend ignored her and kept clacking away on his keyboard.
He kept at it for several minutes and then turned towards her wide-eyed.
"What!" Jackie almost screamed.
He then laughed out loud. "Did Ron set me up? This is a joke, right? Am I on camera?" He started looking around the room and at the ceiling.
"What?" Jackie, shrieked and then ran over to him grabbing his lab coat roughly shaking him. "What?" Jackie insisted again, wild-eyed and desperate, shaking him.
Mike's expression instantly changed. "I'm sorry," he said weakly, realizing how upset this busty, young woman was. "I thought..."
"Can you make it?' Jackie insisted, gripping his lab coat tighter. "This is life or death for me!" She was shaking and crying.
"Breathe," he said slowly. "It's okay. I can see that you're upset and I can help you. Please let me go and breathe."
Jackie did. She released him and stepped back taking a big gulp of air, exhaling it slowly. Her large chest pressed out against her shirt, threatening to rip it open with every full breath she took. Mike was staring at her chest.
"There...Okay," Mike began, tearing his glance away, finding her eyes. "Someone has played a joke on you or tried to scam you."
"What do you mean? Can you make this?" Jackie said picking up the label and holding it out to him.
"Yes and no," he began shaking his head. "Yes, I can make it. We all can. All men that is, but I can't reproduce it in the lab. There are some extra things in there but they aren't important. It's..."
"What is it?'
"It's human sperm," he said. "Well technically it's human semen..."
"What the fuck..." Jackie began before catching herself and realizing that she must be coming off as a lunatic. "I'm sorry...the stress...this project I'm working on. It's all ruined. I'm sorry."
"It's okay," Mike said, giving her a pitying look. "I don't know what you guys were working on, but I know what this is and I'm afraid that...well, like I said, someone has scammed you."
"I just can't believe it," Jackie said, trying to figure out a way to ask all the questions she had in her mind without sounding like a lunatic. "I'm sorry. Look, I just need to be clear, before going back. You're absolutely sure that's what this label is and um...how much. I don't know enough about chemistry to ask the right questions."
"Yeah, um...okay," Mike said standing up. "We were just doing a lab on human biology and reproduction. I'm certain this is human semen with some additives." He looked down at the label again before continuing. "The measurements and...um...it's pretty close to the amount of a normal male ejaculation. Sorry to be so blunt."
Jackie was unable to make eye contact with the chemistry professor and wasn't noticing that he kept glancing at her giant tits. "I'm really sorry. This research we were doing. The science is all wrong. I just needed a second opinion. Please don't tell my brother that I freaked out on you. I'm sorry again." She started to leave.
"It's okay. I know how stressful these things can be. I won't say a word. If you need something else, I'm happy to help. I mean that. One word of advice though. You really need to fire whoever is in charge of your research team."
"They're already gone," Jackie said before walking out the door.
She sat down on a bench in the middle of campus and pulled out her phone and dialed Velma's number. Velma was a member of the research team for the project. She was the only scientist working off-site. Jackie desperately needed her to answer.
"Hello."
"Velma!" Jackie nearly screamed. "It's me!"
"Who?"
"Jackie Greene!"
"I don't recognize the name. What's your project ID?"
"0569F."
"Code word?"
"Juggs."
There was a sharp intake of breath on the other end of the phone. "I thought you were all dead!"
Jackie started to cry. "Me too," she sniffled. "I don't know what to do."
"Listen to me," Velma started. "There's no time to feel sorry for your self. What's done is done. Are you hurt?"
"No. I'm fine. I escaped through the Fifth Street exit. Nobody saw me. I'm not hurt," Jackie explained, calming down.
"Good. Did anyone else get out? Tell me what happened."
"I ran into Professor Decklin on the way out. He said the project wasn't sanctioned and was illegal. He was the last person I saw. There were explosions and gunfire and screaming and when I got out I just ran."
Velma let out another deep breath. "I've been in the system and it looks like Decklin managed to erase all the personnel files. We had no paper files with anyone's personal information. You're safe. Nobody knows who you are."
"Okay," Jackie replied. She didn't give a flying fuck if anyone was after her. She didn't want her heart to stop. Like a stripper with Tourette's she yelled, "Antidote!"
"Yes!" Velma replied sharply. "I'm sorry...that's more important. Do you have any? When's the last time you had your dose?"
Jackie checked her watch. "I had some fourteen hours ago. I don't have anymore. I know I need the procedure. Can you help me?"
"Shit...it's okay. There's a workaround. I can give you the procedure. I have a duplicate machine with me. I have to be careful though. They know who I am and they're after me too...I think. I don't know the details but some very powerful people want this project and every trace of it wiped out."
"When can you get to me?" Jackie insisted.
"It's going to be a few days. I've got your number and I'll be in touch."
Jackie lost it. "I don't have a few fucking days! I'll be dead in eight hours!"
"There's a work around." Velma tried to calm her down.
"Oh, I know all about the fucking workaround! It's fucking sperm! You were injecting me with fucking sperm!"
"Not exactly," Velma interjected. "I don't know how you figured that out so quickly, but technically semen, not sperm, and it was a synthetically-produced similar compound, but... "
"I don't fucking care!" Jackie screamed into the phone. People were starting to stare at the crazy lady on the bench screaming about sperm. Jackie noticed and quietly added, "I'm going to die. What do I need to do?"
"You've got to ingest semen every twelve hours until I can reach you."
Jackie nearly dropped the phone. As she sat there replaying the mornings events, she knew it was leading up to that. What else was she supposed to do? Mike Morgan had practically spelled it out to her, but it hadn't really sunk in until Velma articulated it.
"There's got to be another way, Velma. Please...and you just said twelve hours?"
"Jackie, unless you have some of the antidote with you, this is the only way. Even though the chemical make up is similar to semen, its way to complicated to make synthetically, at least as quickly as you'll need it. You need some several times a day now, because the cycle has changed since you're nearing the end of the experiment. Hold on. Shit!" Velma exclaimed. There was the sound of frantic typing and more cussing over the phone.
"I don't know what to do," Jackie was near tears again.
"Be strong," Velma said, trying to comfort her. "You can do this. You've made it this far. You're a fighter. You're going to be fine, but there's another problem. I didn't realize it at first. I'm off site and out of the loop a little bit."
"What do you mean?" Jackie protested.
"You were scheduled to go into phase three tonight," Velma replied.
"What does that mean?!"
"The interval has changed. You need semen every four hours now. A normal male ejaculation should be enough."
"Fuck!" Jackie screamed into the phone.
"Look, I know it's a little shocking and might not be what you'd normally do, but just be a little extra loving to your boyfriend for the next couple of days. I don't mean to be blunt, but give him some extra blowjobs and let him ejaculate in your mouth and swallow it. Several times a day and you're home free. That's all you have to do. If you don't, you'll be in excruciating pain. That's your indicator that you only have minutes left to get the antidote. You'll feel a tightness in your chest. Just remember that a hospital can't save you. This project is too advanced. I repeat, that a hospital can't save you. You'll go into a coma and heart failure and life support and...Go to your boyfriend until I can get to you."
"I don't have a boyfriend, "Jackie said, but the connection had been disconnected. "Shit."
Jackie got up and went home. She rented a basement apartment from her parents, which provided her ample privacy and she could come and go as she pleased.
The thought of what she was about to do, made her feel like a slut, but she was going to call up a few of her ex-boyfriends and arrange a date tonight. One of them was going to get very lucky. She could do this. She was going to be okay. This was life or death. Besides, she kind of enjoyed giving blowjobs and she was pretty sure that her newly grown boobs would give them plenty of motivation.
She entered her apartment and plopped down on the couch. It had been one hell of a day. She reached over and pressed play on her answering machine. There was only one message. "Hi Jackie, it's your mom and dad. Don't forget that Dad's birthday party is tomorrow but we decided to go out with the Johnson's tonight and celebrate early. Love you. BEEP."
Jackie went into the kitchenette and grabbed a power bar and sports drink before heading back into her room. She was exhausted. She took off her blouse and bra, taking a minute to admire her spectacular, firm, round new boobs in the mirror.
"Was it worth it?" she asked herself, almost answering yes when she thought of the thousands of dollars in her bank account as well.
She wiggled out of her tight slacks and pulled on a pair of small cotton shorts and a tank top that her newly expanded chest threatened to rip apart. She checked her watch and phone, seeing that she had three hours before she needed to get her antidote. She sat back and closed her eyes for a second, and unfortunately, passed out from exhaustion.
Jackie awoke with a start and a horrible pain in her chest. She fell off of the couch, trying to make out her phone screen, clutching her chest and groaning. "Fuck!" The pain was intensifying. It was dark outside. Panicking, she got on her hands and knees and scrambling around the floor, before looking up at her wall clock. She was only minutes away from the deadline.
"Oh my god!" Jackie shrieked as she jumped to her feet. The phone alarm hadn't gone off. Why hadn't her phone alarm sounded? Did she forget to set it?
A searing pain ripped through her chest and she fell to the ground crying. "I'm going to die!" She grabbed at her phone to call 911. Surely the hospital could save her somehow. It was dead! That's why it hadn't gone off. She had to make her way up to the main house and her parent's phone.Jackie stumbled out of her apartment and crawled up the steps to her parent's main floor. Luckily the door wasn't locked.
"Mom...Dad!" she croaked, barely able to take the pain.
There wasn't anyone home. The lights were on though. The pain started to subside a little bit. That scared Jackie even more.
She was able to stand up and she ran into the kitchen to find the phone. It wasn't there. The base was empty. It must be upstairs. Jackie ran up the stairs with her large breasts bouncing wildly under the small tank top. She burst into her parent's room, finding them both on the bed snoring, passed out.
They were drunk. Jackie could smell the alcohol. They were both half undressed. Her mother was curled on her side, topless and her father was passed out on his back with his pants pulled down slightly, exposing his boxers. Despite being asleep he had an erection straining against the fabric of his underwear.
The phone was on the bed stand. Jackie picked it up and then paused. Velma had told her that no hospital could save her. She knew it was the truth. She placed the phone back on the bed stand and started to cry. It was too late for any other option. There was only one thing that could save her.
She was having a hard time breathing and the pain was returning. Her chest felt tight. She was too young to die. She wouldn't allow it. She was going to live. No one would know what she was about to do. No one could know.
Jackie quickly moved to the side of the bed and knelt down. Her father was very close to the edge of the mattress and still snoring loudly. Jackie pulled his boxers down, revealing her father's impressive erection. She noticed that he had unusually large balls as well. She hoped they were full of the life saving juice that she needed. Taking a big gulp of air, Jackie grabbed his cock, leaned forward and sucked him deep into her mouth.
He involuntarily bucked his hips up a little bit, driving his cock against the back of Jackie's throat. She paused a beat, looking up at his face, but he was still snoring loudly, so she kept sucking his cock. The pain in her chest was intensifying. She had to get him to cum quickly. She massaged his big, heavy balls with her other hand, as she applied more suction to his cock. She was sucking him for all she was worth. It was definitely having an effect on him as he was leaking pre-cum. Maybe that was enough to save her? She sucked every drop he produced off of his cock, swallowing it.
He was bucking his hips more urgently now, his breathing was speeding up. He had to be getting close. Then she felt his balls twitch and churn against her hand. His cock seemed to expand in her mouth as he erupted. His hot, salty sperm splattered against the back of Jackie's throat. She swallowed his life-saving goo. His big balls must have been full of it. He seemed to squirt into her mouth endlessly. It had to be enough to save her. Good old dad was always there for her.
She swallowed every drop his sperm, sucking his cock hard to make sure there was nothing left. When she could get no more and he started to deflate in her mouth, Jackie sat back. Already the pain in her chest was going away. She knew she was going to live.
"Jackie?"
She snapped her head towards his face. He was staring at her open-mouthed.
"My god...what..."
Jackie realized that she still had his large balls clutched in her small hand. She pulled her hand back, jumped up and ran out of the room. She ran down to her apartment and quickly changed into cargo pants, bra, black t-shirt, socks and tennis shoes. She grabbed her phone, charger, and purse and ran away from her house as fast as she could.
She ran down the road. It was midnight and she didn't have anywhere to go and she had just given her father a blowjob. She had naively thought that he wouldn't wake up, but what choice did she have? What was she going to do now? She reset her phone alarm for four hours. She wasn't going to die, that was the main thing. She wasn't going to die this day. She just needed time to figure it out.
Jackie made her way to the corner pub. She knew the owner, Merle. She ordered a beer and then she plugged her phone and charger into a socket right behind the bar. She had a message from Velma.
"Jackie, they're after me. I've put the machine in a safe place with instructions. I've got to go. It will be a few more days until its safe enough to meet. I hope you're well. I'm worried that you didn't answer. Be careful and don't go anywhere near the University."
That was it.
Jackie drained her beer and pondered what to do. What would her father think? It was life or death, right?
"Fuck," she said out loud, motioning Merle to give her another beer.
"You look like you've had a rough one, Jackie," Merle said, handing her the bottle.
"Better give me a shot of tequila as well, please,"
"Boy trouble?" he said, getting her a shot.
"Sort of." Jackie drained her shot. "Another, please."
"Of course. You're not driving, though, are you?" He handed her another shot.
"No," she said, draining the second shot. "I need one more please."
"Of course," Merle said, getting her another one. "But, why don't you stay here, and me and Carla will give you a ride home after we close."
After the third shot, Jackie was really feeling buzzed. She certainly wasn't fucked up enough though. She took a huge swig of her beer. "I'm not going home tonight...I can't."
Merle nodded. "You know me and Carla don't mind. Stay in our spare room tonight and you can work everything out tomorrow. Yeah?"
"That would be perfect. Thank you."
Merle got her another beer and then went back to his other customers. By the time 2 a.m. came, Jackie could barely stand. Merle and his wife helped Jackie out to their car after closing up.
Merle was an old family friend of her father's. He was in his fifties with graying hair and a substantial belly. Carla was dark-haired and thin. They got Jackie to their home and into their spare bedroom. Almost as soon as they helped her onto the bed she was passed out drunk and snoring loudly.
"Poor girl," Carla said to her husband as they left the room.
"Yeah, looks like problems at home and with the boyfriend. She's a good girl though."
"You're right," Carla said, "She's so pretty. I don't know why she had to go and get such huge fake boobs. They don't look right on her."
"Oh leave her alone. It's her life." Merle said, and they left Jackie to sleep. Merle wasn't about to tell his wife, but he thought Jackie's new boobs were awesome!
Jackie awoke to her phone beeping. "Why," she looked around. Trying to think, but still drunk. There was an ache deep in her chest and she remembered.
"Fuck." She looked at her watch. She had fifteen minutes. Merle was the only man around. She noticed that she had a missed call from her dad. "God, I hope he didn't tell Mom," Jackie worried.
She got up, stumbled around the room and out to the hallway, making her way down to what she hoped was the master bedroom. She opened the door peering in, and saw that only Carla was on the bed. "Fuck," Jackie muttered, where was Merle? The pain in her chest was intensifying.
Jacking stumbled down the stairs and saw Merle passed out on the recliner. He'd fallen asleep, watching TV.
Jackie knelt in front of the sleeping man, and gently unzipped his pants, fishing out his cock. She leaned in, taking him between her full lips. She drooled around his cock as she bobbed her head up and down. He started to harden in her mouth.
Normally, she loved feeling her man's cock hardening in her mouth. It was a feeling of pride, but she felt nothing right now. Only her life or death need for him to ejaculate.
She grabbed his cock, pumping her fist up and down his shaft as he sucked him. He wasn't as large as her father and Jackie was able to take his head partially down her throat. Her forehead kept bumping into his hairy belly. She heard him start to grunt as his hands found her head. He bucked his hips forward as he pushed her head down tightly on his cock and then without warning, he came in Jackie's mouth, shooting thick ropes of cum across her tongue.
Not only was his cock smaller, but his load was much smaller than her father's had been. Jackie hoped it was enough, as she continued to pump the last of his jizz into her mouth and down her throat.
She pulled away at last and looked up at him.
"I...why...thank you," he stammered.
Jackie smiled up at him. Her chest felt better already and this was way less weird than giving her own father a BJ. "I wanted to. I enjoyed it. Please don't tell Carla and this can be a regular thing. Would you like that?"
"Yes," Merle said, smiling. "Thank you."
"What time do you wake up?" Jackie asked him, standing up.
"Not till eight," he answered stuffing his softening cock back into his pants.
"What about Carla?"
"Oh, she'll be asleep till noon, for sure."
"Great, come in and wake me up at eight please and I'll suck you again," Jackie said and went back up to her room. She would be okay. She was going to need to figure out a way to stockpile some sperm so that it wasn't so hectic. She needed a couple of guys, possibly. Too tired to try to figure it out, she fell asleep again.
Jackie awoke to Merle shaking her shoulder. "It's eight o'clock," he said meekly.
Jackie reached over, checking the phone, and reset her timer for another four hours. She noticed that the door was shut. That was good. Merle knew the deal. "Come here,' she said, swinging her legs over the side of the bed and sitting on the floor.
Merle walked over, his crotch even with Jackie's face. He pulled down the sweat pants he was wearing and exposed his semi hard cock to her. "Can I...I...can I see your tits," he pleaded.
Jackie smiled, and pulled off her shirt, letting her large breasts, pop free.
Merle's cock instantly hardened. "Wow," was all he could say.
Jackie leaned forward inhaling his cock into her warm, waiting mouth. She bobbed her head up and down his shaft. She stiffened for a moment as she felt Merle's hands roughly fondling her tits as she sucked him. "If it helps him cum sooner," she though. The ache had returned to her chest, but luckily Merle couldn't hold out, and Jackie was soon drinking down another load of life saving sperm.
"Thank you," she smiled up at him when she was finished. "You don't know how badly I needed that." She then remembered her other problem. Merle wasn't going to be around all day. "Could you do me a favor before Carla wakes up?"
"Sure," Merle said guiltily. "Anything. I figure I owe you."
"Good. Can you cum in a cup for me?"
"Wha...why?" he asked puzzled.
"Um...I get off on it," Jackie replied, not knowing what else to say.
Merle just nodded as if that was a perfectly sensible explanation and then snuck out of the room.
Jackie showered and got ready to leave for the day. She was going to head to the library, do some research, and think about what to do next. Before she left, Carla came up to her with a brown paper bag. "Merle wanted me to give this to you, said you asked for some of his homemade soup for lunch. It really is the best. And please don't forget that you're no bother to us, and I hope you'll come back again tonight if you still haven't sorted everything out."
"Thank you, Carla," Jackie said guiltily. She felt bad, taking Merle's sperm from his wife. That was all kinds of fucked up. "I'm sure I'll be back tonight."
Jackie got to the library an hour later. She wasn't sure what she was doing there, but started by trying to look up the experiment and everyone that she had met there. She wasn't having any luck until she finally looked up Professor Decklin. All kinds of articles and even a Wikipedia page came up for him. He really was a legitimate researcher and appeared to be world famous.
She took some notes and then got super lucky and clicked on a link that brought up a Dr. Velma Prather. That had to be her Velma. She was involved in several different research facilities and there were a couple of addresses. She knew they were probably all dead ends. If the same people were after Velma, they probably had done all this research as well, but at least Jackie had a semblance of a plan. She was going to go to the last research facility that Velma was listed at.
Her alarm went off. Jackie sighed and then pulled the cup o' sperm out of her paper bag. She opened the lid and saw that there was a small pool of sperm at the bottom. It definitely didn't look like a full load. She was disappointed in Merle. Beggars couldn't be choosy though, so she scooped it out as best she could and ate Merle's salty semen.
When she was done, she got up from the computer and threw the bag away. As she was leaving the main room, she noticed four large men hustling in through the front door of the library and run over to the computer lab. She instantly knew that they had tracked her searches. She didn't know how or what keywords they had been looking for or who 'they' were, but she knew she had evaded capture by mere seconds.
Still acutely aware of the danger she was in, Jackie ran through the video section, down the back stairs by the conference rooms and out the back door of the library. It was just a back parking lot. There were two guys on motorcycles watching her as they started their bikes up. Frozen, Jackie just stood their staring at them for a moment. One of the men motioned her over. Jackie thought she heard footsteps in the stairwell, so her mind made up, Jackie ran over to the bikers.
"Need a ride?" one of them asked, handing her a helmet and obviously ogling her heaving breasts.
"You bet," Jackie said, snatching the helmet and putting it on. "Let's go!"
In moments they were tearing out of the library parking lot. Jackie never looked back, and didn't want to know how close they had cut it, nor if they were being pursued. She found that unlikely as fast as they were going. Jackie had her hands wrapped around the man's waist and was holding on for dear life, her massive boobies smashed against his back.
A while later, they arrived at a small, rundown house, with several more bikes parked in front. She got off the bike, having to admit that it was exhilarating. "I need a minute," Jackie said, not really even caring where they were or what they were going to do; only caring that she was still alive.
She checked her phone. No text from Velma yet. That's what she really needed.
Jackie put the phone back in her purse. The guy who had given her a ride on his bike was standing right there. "I'm William, and I must say, you have spectacular tits."
"Thanks," Jackie said, way beyond being offended by anything anymore. "I'm Jackie.'
"Well Jackie, come inside." he said.
Jackie's chest was starting to ache again. It hadn't even been two hours since she drank Merle's sperm from the cup. Maybe the interval was changing, or maybe Merle hadn't given her enough cum. She was going to have to upgrade from Merle. This did seem to be a fortuitous turn of events, though. A club house full of bikers and her being, the only woman she could see. This should be enough sperm to solve all of her problems in the short term. She had another missed call from her dad, but she'd have to deal with him later.
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Jackie went into the house with William. There were about fifteen guys in the house, most drinking, some getting high, and a few playing video games. William led Jackie back to a bedroom and shut the door. "Let's fuck," William said, pushing Jackie back on the bed a little too roughly for comfort. She was afraid this would happen, but also knew that no guy would refuse a blowjob, and that's what she needed.
"Can I suck your dick instead," she asked, giving William her best lost puppy dog eyes and pouting at him. "I really love sucking dick."
"Um...yeah, of course. I aim to please," he said smiling. William pulled his cock out of his jeans and offered it to Jackie. "Take your top off. I just have to see those amazing tits."
"Yeah," Jackie said. She pulled her top off, and unfastened her bra. William gasped as her majestic chest bloomed into view. They jutted out proudly like twin zeppelins. He placed his hands on her boobs.
"They don't feel fake, and they're so soft...but,"
"They're real," Jackie said proudly. Then she sucked William's cock into her mouth. She had had a lot of practice sucking cock lately, and was prepared when William grabbed her head forcing himself deeper. Jackie was proud of how good she'd gotten in such a short period of time.
William couldn't even last as long as Merle and with a grunt he came in her mouth. Jackie slurped it down, hungrily. Giving his cock one last hard suck to make sure it was empty. He staggered back, obviously impressed.
"That was good, baby." Jackie said. "I'm thirsty, can I get one of those beers?"
"Yeah, you deserve one after that. Fanfuckingtastic," he said walking out of the room.
Jackie decided to leave her bra off, only pulling her shirt back on. She followed William out to find a beer. She found him in the kitchen. He handed her one and she nearly finished it in one go. She was so thirsty. Cock sucking was thirsty work, after all. William handed her another beer, and then motioned her to follow him into the living room.
All of the guys in the room leered at her; their eyes lingering on her jutting chest. Jackie couldn't have cared less, and truthfully she liked the attention. She chugged the second beer and then like magic, William handed her a third one. "We gotta keep you hydrated, baby," he said laughing.
Jackie passed out again, eventually. She awoke to her phone alarm going off and two guys walking her back to one of the bedrooms, arms interlaced in hers. The sat her on the bed and peeled her shirt off. She knew what these guys wanted and what she needed.
"Fuck, William was right, your tits are the best," one of them said.
"Thanks," Jackie said, thoroughly drunk again, but having enough sense to know she needed some semen, and soon. Her heart was hurting. She roughly grabbed the crotch of the closest man, feeling how hard he already was. "I need to suck this, please," she pleaded.
"You will, I promise," he said back to her. "Lie back."
Jackie got on her back watching him peel off his shirt. He slid his pants off allowing his cock to spring free. He had a pretty good sized cock. He crawled up on the bed, straddling Jackie, moving up so that his cock was dangling just above her mouth. He had his legs on her arms, pinning her to the bed, but not painfully. She was definitely trapped though. It was a good thing, she needed this. "Give it to me, please," Jackie pleaded, trying to catch his cock in her mouth, but he was too far away and he had her arms pinned. He kept pulling his dangling cock away from her mouth.
"God damn it! Give me your cock!" she hissed angrily.
He smiled down at her and leaned forward, sliding his cock into Jackie's open mouth. She moaned in thanks around his cock as she slurped on it. She felt someone pulling her pants down. In seconds, they were all the way off. She tried to say no, but her mouth was too full of cock. She squealed in pleasure as she felt someone's tongue on her pussy. As she squirmed against the unknown man, she realized that she had not had any sexual release in days. She'd been the one giving all the pleasure. She deserved this, god damn it!
Soon she was rewarded with a mouthful of cum. As she was swallowing her antidote, the tongue on her pussy was replaced by the head of a very large cock. She was about to be fucked. She almost spit some of the sperm in her mouth out, as she tried to yell "wait." It was too late though, she was suddenly filled with cock as he thrust all the way into her.
"Oh God!" she screamed, sperm dribbling out of her mouth and down her chin, as she was fucked furiously. She had time to think that she could get a morning after pill and that maybe taking the sperm this way would help her as well?
She started to cum then; her pussy contracting around this wonderful cock as he kept fucking her. "Oh my god...keep fucking me!" She felt a cock sliding across her face now, and looked over to see another one of the guys who had stripped naked. She engulfed his cock into her mouth, sucking him in deep and moaning around it as she continued to cum. With a final hard thrust, the guy fucking her grunted and pumped her full of semen. She could actually felt his sperm shooting deep into her pussy as he came. "Fuck it," she thought. "What's done is done." He pulled out of her.
The man in her mouth pulled out as well, and started to pump his load over her face. "No!" Jackie screamed, grasping for his cock, grabbing it and pulling it back into her mouth. She had missed most of it, but was still able to swallow a couple of spurts. When he withdrew, she scooped up the sperm on her face with her fingers and sucked them clean.
The three men left, leaving Jackie panting on the bed. Her phone, buzzed. She fell off the bed looking for it. Where were her pants? There in the corner. She crawled over and pulled out her cell phone. It was Velma.
"Hello...Hello..."
"Jackie? You sound terrible. Are you okay?"
"Uh, no, yes," she muttered. Her mouth was so dry. She saw a beer next to the bed and drained it, not caring whose it was. She had really lost most of her inhibitions in the last couple of days. "I was getting some antidote," she said.
"Oh," Velma said, sounded embarrassed. "Did I interrupt?"
"No, can the cu...antidote be taken other ways besides orally," Jackie asked.
"Uh...I hadn't thought about that...uh yes, you'll get a benefit, although not as much, you'll need a lot more if it that way."
"Okay, I have a lot of donors here then," Jackie said drunkenly, "I think I'll be okay."
"I'm mobile, can I pick you up? I have the machine with me, we can reverse this now. Where are you?'
"Hang...hang on. Let me find out," Jackie stumbled out of the bedroom, naked through the living room and out the front door. The guys just stood there staring at her as she came back in. "2112 what?" she asked.
"Nice tits," was the immediate response.
"Thank you, but what street are we on?" Jackie asked again.
"Hightower, bitch!" She heard someone yell, laughing.
William was suddenly right there. "You can't leave like this. Let's find your clothes. Who are you talking to?" William asked, putting an arm around her.
Jackie heard Velma say that she got the address, was really close and would be there soon, before William took the phone out of her hand and ended the call.
"Why?" she asked.
"You're busy," he said, ushering her into the bedroom again. "You're going to be busy for a while."
Jackie stumbled into the bedroom and William was against her, pushing her onto the bed. "I'm hard again," William pulled his cock out of his pants and Jackie obediently dropped to her knees, sliding her lips down his shaft. She was programed at this point.
It wouldn't hurt to have a little more sperm, just in case, she thought though. You could never have too much sperm, right? William roughly fondled her massive tits as she bobbed her head up and down his shaft. She caressed his balls as she sucked him.
"Jackie?" she heard. "What..."
She pulled her mouth off of William's cock, and saw Velma standing in the doorway, flabbergasted. She had never met Velma but knew her from a picture in Professor Decklin's office. She was dressed in an orange sweater and matching orange skirt. She had thick glasses and short cute haircut. She was pretty busty herself, but nowhere near as well-endowed as Jackie was now.
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Jackie felt mildly embarrassed to be sucking a cock in front of a scientist she had never met before, but not enough to stop what she was doing, she needed the antidote. "I have to finish Velma. I need this,"
"You can join her if you want," William said casually as Jackie resumed sucking his cock. "There's beer in the fridge,"
Velma stood there aghast. She hadn't realized the reality of Jackie's situation until just this moment. "My god," she muttered.
Jackie could sense that William was close. He grabbed her head roughly and started driving his cock into her mouth forcefully. He tensed up and grunted, pushing his cock all the way into Jackie's mouth and throat, his balls against her chin. "Fuck your mouth is good," he yelled and pumped his lifesaving goo down Jackie's throat. She could feel his balls throbbing against her chin as he came.
"Fuck, doll," William stepped back, zipped up his pants, and then stumbled back out the room.
Velma took charge of the situation quickly. "Let's get you dressed. I feel really uneasy here. Shit, you're drunk. Where's your bra? Where do you buys bras that big? Never mind...here," she said handing Jackie's shirt to her.
When Jackie was dressed and had all of her stuff, Velma whispered to her. "Just follow my lead and I'll get us out of here. I promise."
Velma led the way out of the bedroom, down the hall and towards the front door. William and another guy stepped in front of the door. "I don't think so," he said, menacingly. "She's staying and you are too." Both of the men appraised Velma.
"Jinkies," Velma muttered under her breath, pulling a gun from her pocket. "Get out of the way! We're leaving! Okay?"
The men stepped away, with their hands raised. Jackie noticed that her enormous bra was hanging from the wall behind the TV like a trophy. "My," she started pointing at it, but Velma dragged her out the door and hustled her to her car across the street.
Once in the car, Jackie's phone alarm buzzed. "That's the four...four hour inter...timer," Jackie muttered, still drunk.
"Okay good," Velma sped off down the road and away from the biker's house, glancing in the mirror to make sure they didn't try to follow. "We've got four hours. You may have noticed that the symptoms are getting worse, but you're not in any more danger. We're still on the four-hour interval. We need to go somewhere safe."
"My house," Jackie said. "It's close."
Jackie gave her the address. Velma agreed and she sped towards Jackie's house.
Jackie was asleep by the time they got to her house. Velma drove all the way round the block, before parking across the street. She woke Jackie up and helped her to her apartment. She let Jackie sleep for a couple of hours, then made her a pot of coffee and had her get in the shower.
"I think I'm all set. While you were asleep I finished my calculations. I just need to get the machine out of the car. Drink some more coffee, and I'll be right back. The interval is almost up, but this process will only take a minute, "she said.
While Velma was gone, Jackie's phone rang. It was from a private number. Jackie answered it. "Hello."
"Oh thank god! Don't hang up! I've been trying to reach you!" It was Jackie's father, Bob.
"I...I can explain, but not yet...I... I'm sorry," Jackie started, tears welling up in her eyes instantly.
"It's okay. I won't ever judge you. Never! The lights are on. I know you're there, and I'm coming down there."
"Wait," Jackie protested, but too late. The phone was dead. "Fuck," she muttered. She needed more time to think about what to say to him.
At that same time Jackie's brother pulled up to the house. Ron came barging into Jackie's little apartment just about the same time Jackie's dad did.
"You look like shit," they both said at the same time.
"Please...sit down," Jackie said. Her chest was starting to ache again. She had opened a pack of Salt and Vinegar chips that were on the counter. "I really need something salty," she said explaining herself for no reason.
Velma came rushing in, clutching a large green duffle bag. She didn't notice Jackie's brother and father sitting on the couch at first. "We have a problem, but I can fix it. When they came after me, there might have been some gun fire and ...well..." she pointed to a hole in the bag. "It hit the machine and it's not operational right now. It will be...Oh god don't cry. We'll get you some sperm. I promise."
"What the fuck?" Jackie's brother and father said at the same time, staring at Velma.
Velma shrieked, realizing that she had said a little too much in front of Jackie's family. "Uh...I misspoke..."
There was a groan behind Velma.
Jackie was clutching her massive chest, sitting on the floor. "There's no time. I'm not going to make it Velma. Dad...oh fuck it hurts," she said rocking back and forth on the floor. "I can't...talk...Velma please tell them...ung,"
Velma kneeled down, checking Jackie's pulse and eyes. Confident that she still had a little time, she went over to Ron and Bob on the couch.
"I know you have questions, but we don't have much time and you have to listen to me. This is urgent and Jackie's life depends on it."
"Okay," they both said seriously.
Velma continued. "Jackie was part of a scientific experiment at her college. She was well paid, signed all the waivers and well it contributed to her increased bust size, that I'm sure you noticed. No, I wasn't in charge of it and to be honest I only know the scientific aspects of it. I was in no way any part of organizing it or running it...but..." She paused.
"Tell us," Ron said, glancing over at his sister in obvious agony on the floor.
"The breakdown is like this," Velma continued. "I have a machine in this bag that can cure Jackie, get rid of her pain, and finish the experiment. It was damaged though. There are agents of some type trying to destroy every person and every part of this experiment, including me. They don't know who Jackie is. She's safe. All of the personnel files were destroyed. This machine is damaged...it has a bullet lodged inside. I can fix it, but I need time. I need time to fix the machine."
Jackie's dad stood up. "Fuck this! Let's get her to a hospital."
"That won't work!" Velma said forcefully, pushing him back down on the couch. "The gene therapy, procedures, and experimental drugs that they gave Jackie can't be fixed by anything in any hospital. I really don't know what happened or anything like that, but I know I can help Jackie, but...she needs the antidote until then, and she needs it six times a day now or she will die."
"Okay," Ron said. Where do we get it?"
You both have it on you right now," Velma continued.
"What?" her father said, puzzled.
Jackie had stood up by then. "It's why you found me sucking your cock while you were asleep," she said crying.
Ron looked over at his father, shocked.
Jackie continued. "The antidote was very similar to sperm...semen...it's the only thing that can save me. I had no idea about any of this. I'm going to die," Jackie said dropping to the floor, clutching her chest and moaning.
"What can we do," Bob said, kneeling beside her, looking pleadingly at Velma.
Velma checked her. "She has to get some now or she's not going to make it!"
"But we can't," Ron protested. His resolve seemed to melt away as he looked at his sister moaning and writhing in pain. "How? Velma help us."
"She needs your," Velma started but was interrupted by Jackie's brother.
"I...I...can't," Ron said. "I know what I need to do but it's not...I can't...I don't think I can get it up. Velma...what if you helped me in the bathroom."
"There's no time...here...Let me help," Velma offered. She knelt down in front of Ron, unzipped his jeans for him and pulled them down to his ankles. She grabbed his cock and started to pump it with her hands. "Jackie needs this and I'm not going to let her die!"
Ron started to harden a little in her hand.
"Close your eyes," Velma said and then she sucked his flaccid cock in to her mouth. She pulled away for a moment.
Ron did. Velma sucked for all she was worth, gently fondling his balls as she worked her lips on his cock. He slowly started to harden in her mouth. It was working. Jackie's father was standing there memorized by the scene in front of him and there was a telltale tent in his pants. Velma decided that she needed to hedge her bets. Jackie's life depended on it. She grabbed Bob by the belt and pulled him over. She unzipped him and fished her hand in his fly, pulling out his already hard cock. He was quite large and Velma marveled at the size of his balls.
"I...I..." he muttered as Velma stroked him. She never letting Ron's cock slip from her mouth.
"Dad, I need it, let her. Do it for...uh...for me," Jackie coaxed him from the floor.
Velma was operating smoothly at this point, alternating between both cocks. She would suck Ron's cock and then turn and take Jackie's father into her mouth. She had a firm grip on both of their balls, desperately trying to coax the lifesaving juice from them.
"I'm close," Ron croaked, but he had no control and started shooting into Velma's mouth.
"Fuck! No!" she sputtered, cum oozing out of her mouth as she pulled her mouth off of Ron's cock. Velma grabbed his cock; Aiming him at Jackie's mouth. Jackie was now on her back gasping in pain. "Jackie! Open your mouth," Velma screamed, sperm dribbling down her chin.
She managed to get a rope of sperm across Jackie's lips, before Ron stopped spurting. Jackie slurped it down, lips and tongue searching for more of it. She groaned in agony, as Ron dribbled onto the carpet.
"I'm sorry!" Ron yelped, nearly in tears. He had let his sister down. "I'm so sorry!"
Velma had gathered a small amount from her mouth and face that she offered to Jackie. They both knew that it wasn't enough though.
"More," Jackie croaked. Her Dad was already there. He was always there for her.
"I got you Jackie," he said kneeling beside her and offering his thick cock to her.
"Thank you," Jackie said before opening her mouth wide and sucking him deep into her mouth, letting her father pump his cock in and out of her soft lips.
"I...I'm trying...I know she...feels good but...I know she...uh ...needs it," he muttered, desperately trying to cum for his daughter. He had been fantasizing about Jackie ever since he woke up to her sucking his cock. He'd be lying, if he said he hadn't been fantasizing about her big, new boobies as well, for the past several months. Now here she was sucking his cock again. "It's so good, but I'm not close to yet...Uh...So good, but I...she needs it now...uh..."
Velma knew what to do. She ripped Jackie's shirt open, revealing her magnificent tits.
"Spectacular," Ron muttered from across the room.
Jackie's dad, reached down and roughly kneaded her tits; first one and then the other, grunting as his cock kept disappearing into her mouth. Velma decided that Bob needed a little bit more help so she moved closer and grabbed his big heavy balls. They were so full of antidote. She caressed them roughly as Jackie sucked his big hard cock.
"Your daughter needs it. Please give her your cum." Velma whispered in his ear as she played with his balls. "This won't be the last time she sucks your cock either. Go on and give her your load. Show her how much you love her. Your balls are so big."
Velma had done it. "Oh, I love you baby," Bob grunted and unloaded in Jackie's mouth. "Oh God!" He tensed up and drove his cock deeper into Jackie's mouth.
Velma felt his huge balls pulse against her palm as he shot his rope after rope of sperm into his daughter's mouth. They could all see Jackie's throat moving as she swallowed his life saving sperm. He seemed to cum forever. It was just what Jackie needed.
When he was done giving his daughter his seed, Bob sat back and everyone watched Jackie intently. She wiped her mouth and sat up. "Thank you," she said. "I think I'm going to be okay for a few hours." She giggled. "You're still hard, dad."
He tried to cover his erection for moment, and realized it was hopeless and way too late for modesty, he dropped his hand away. "Yeah...I...sorry."
Jackie smiled. "It's okay. I'm going to need you guys for a while, until Velma can fix the machine. I trust you guys and..." She started to choke up a little. "Will you..."
Jackie's father and brother both moved over hugging her. "We're here for you and we are both going to help you through this fucked up situation as long as you need us for. Right dad?" Ron asked.
"You bet," he chimed in squeezing his daughter. "Uh...just don't tell your mother. Okay?"
"Deal!" Jackie answered. "Um...dad? Do you need help with that thing? It looks painful," she said pointing to his steel hard erection.
"Uh...yes...could you?"
"Come here, Dad," Jackie said, laying back on the carpet, pulling her pants off. "It works this way too, Velma?"
"Yes, actually," Velma replied, watching Jackie's father mount his buxom daughter.
Bob grunted as he thrust his cock deep inside Jackie. "I've wanted to do this for a long time, baby," he said.
"Me too, Dad," Jackie said, wrapping her legs around her father.
The room was filled with the sounds of sex as Bob pounded into his daughter, mercilessly. Ron had gotten another erection as well, from watching them fuck. He knelt beside Jackie's face offering his cock to her. "Please," he begged. "I love you too, you know!"
She turned to him and smiled at him. "I know," she said, and then sucked him into her mouth, thoroughly enjoying having two cocks at once. Ron slid his cock into his sister's mouth again and again as his father fucked her furiously. Jackie grunted around Ron's cock as she came. Jackie's father tensed up and unloaded into her pussy at almost the same time. "Oh fuck, Jackie!"
It didn't take long for Jackie to coax another load from her brother. When they had finished and dressed, they cuddled together on the couch.
"Okay so while you guys were...I mean," Velma stumbled over her words. "I mean it will take me about a week or so to fix this thing. I'm going to stay here and store my car in your garage and we should be safe."
"I'll move it up there for you," Ron offered.
"Thanks, Ron. In the meantime, I'll monitor Jackie's condition and put you guys on a strict schedule. Think you guys can handle this for a week?"
"Absolutely!" Ron, Jackie and her father all chimed in at the same time.
Jackie new she'd be okay now. She knew her father and brother would take care of her, but just in case she knew that Merle would give her a load any time she asked. This was all kinds of fucked up, but Jackie was going to live.