Chapter Two: Contamination
Ghostly tendrils of steam rose up from the hot water. Melissa dropped her robe and stepped into the tub, sinking down into the luxurious warmth. The water closed in around her as she submerged, enveloping her naked skin in a sweltering cocoon of delicious moisture. She sighed and smiled as she lay there, allowing her body and mind to soak in pleasure. The world seemed to dissolve in a haze of warm fog.
It took less than a minute before her hand was between her thighs.
She didn't even realize she was doing it at first. It almost seemed as though her hand had a mind of its own now, independent of her own will. Her fingers started to move slowly, as if idly scratching an itch on her groin. But the itch only grew worse, and soon she was rubbing vigorous circles on her pussy lips. She could feel the arousal spreading through her, quickening her heart and making her skin tingle. These were the initial symptoms, the prelude to a downward spiral that would lead to moaning, pumping, squirming masturbation. There was no way to stop it - nor did she bother to try. She just lay there and whimpered as her fingers went to work.
Why was she so horny? She had been craving an orgasm from the moment she stepped off the transporter pad - despite the fact that she had just recently masturbated on the surface below. The urge seemed to get worse every time a good-looking man passed by, as if her body was reacting to the presence of a potential mate. When she got into the turbolift with two beefy security guards, all she could think about was having sex with them. She found herself imagining what would have happened if she had taken off her shirt and lowered her bra. What would they have done to her? If they were the dim-witted brutes that they appeared to be, they wouldn't have thought twice about grabbing her and putting their mouths upon her tits. Melissa stroked her wet breast as she thought about it - how it would feel to have their tongues licking her flesh, sucking her nipples. She smiled at the thought of those two grown men, reduced to infants again as they greedily sucked and pulled upon her pouting tit stalks to bring out the milk. Melissa's nipples swelled as she tickled them into full hardness. Maybe she was imagining it, but her breasts seemed to have grown slightly bigger. In her mind's eye, those two men continued to slurp and suckle her breasts, but their hands were now groping her crotch as well, getting her ready for the intercourse that would soon follow. As the erotic scenario played through her mind, her right hand lazily massaged her wet labia while her other hand kept toying with her breasts, squeezing and fondling the soft flesh where the imaginary men were feasting.
Then something unexpected happened. At first she thought it was just an errant splash of water, but then it happened again - a spurt of liquid shot out of her engorged nipple. She squeezed again - and sure enough, another squirt came out, landing in the bath water with a tiny plop. Fascinated, Melissa withdrew her hand from her groin and cupped it in front of her breast to catch the juice that poured out in response to her rubbing and squeezing. Within seconds, her hand was full of silvery cream - the color of cum, but not nearly as thick. She brought her hand to her face and sniffed a familiar fragrance - not unlike the sweet odor of the violet flowers she had examined on the planet's surface. She tentatively licked some of the cream from her palm. The taste was sugary and delicious. She took another lick, then another, then another.
Within seconds, her pussy was aching for contact. Her hand darted down to the rescue, and she resumed her sexual manipulation. But now her groin had become hyper-sensitive. Every stroke of her fingers sent a wave of pleasure through her body, making her gasp and shudder. She rubbed her swollen vulva with lustful enthusiasm - but that wasn't enough. She had to feel something inside her. A moan escaped her as she sent two fingers poking into her cunt, worming around inside her vagina to awaken dormant pleasure spots. The bath water churned as she pumped those fingers in and out of her hungry twat, vigorously fucking herself and moaning helplessly. This was it, the avalanche, the inevitable slide into orgasm. Her fingers dove in and out of her hot cunt at a furious pace while she gasped and groaned. Her clitoris was hard and ripe, and her other hand reached down to tickle the throbbing sexbud, spraying jolts of erotic electricity through her body.
Cumming, cumming. Her mind lost in a devastating flood of ecstasy. She heard herself moan as she drowned in it, all thoughts washed away by this indescribable joy. Pumping, pumping. Dimly aware that her pussy was in spasm, erupting with orgasmic juice. Released...detached...washed away...
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Melissa woke up an hour later, feeling fresh and renewed. The bath water was still hot, its temperature maintained by sensors in the tub. She rose up from the water, expecting to see wrinkles covering her skin - but she was as smooth as she had been when she got here. Strange.
She looked at herself in the mirror. It wasn't just her imagination; her breasts HAD grown larger - maybe due to the milk that they now carried. But why was she lactating? Wasn't that something that pregnant women did? She certainly wasn't pregnant; the only person she had fucked during the past twelve months was herself.
She noticed some other differences. Her body had always looked pretty good - a condition that she maintained through careful eating and regular exercise. But now it looked even better. Her tummy seemed to have flattened a little, and her hips appeared to have grown slightly wider. Her thighs and ass had also improved, their firm curves even more shapely than they had been before. She smiled as she examined herself. This was the kind of body that men would worship. With these features, she could probably seduce any man she wanted. She thought about that for a moment, imagining scenarios in which she would entice handsome men to make love to her. With her mind thus occupied, it wasn't long before a familiar stirring began to occur in certain parts of her body.
"No, you can't be serious," she said, looking at her crotch in the mirror. "How can you be hungry again so soon...I just fed you!" But sure enough, her pussy was starting to itch.
Melissa knew that something must have happened to her as a result of sniffing those violet flowers on the garden planet below. Somehow, those flowers were responsible for the changes in her body. She didn't mind the fact that she now looked perfect, but she felt as though her lust was starting to take control. She feared that her sexual urges might soon come to overpower her reason, and that she might wind up in a compromising situation. So she grabbed a towel and dried herself off, carefully minimizing the contact with her pussy and trying her best to block out the hungry signals coming from her groin.
The bath hall was adjacent to the fitness center, and from there it was only a short walk to her personal quarters. She hoped that she could make it there without encountering any good-looking men. Donning a soft white robe, she emerged from the bath chamber and made her way toward the exit.
There was only one person in the gym - but unfortunately, that person was male. She recognized him as one of the security guards that had escorted her team to the planet below - one of the cute ones. He was lying on his back, lifting a weighted bar into the air. She saw his firm muscles bulging as the bar descended and then rose again. So strong, so handsome...he would make a great fuck toy.
"No!" she scolded herself. "Ignore him. Just keep walking toward the door..." But her body wasn't listening. Her feet had turned traitor, and were now walking her straight toward the man. Within seconds, she was right next to him, staring down at his sweaty, muscular body with lusty admiration.
"Hi there," she said. "I'm Melissa." She felt a wild, terrible urge to add, "And I want to fuck you." She managed to keep the words from coming out, but it was a struggle. What was happening to her?
He glanced up at her and gave her a smile as he nodded. "I remember you...from the science team, right?" He let out a breath as he raised the barbell again. "I'm Carl."
"Carl...nice to meet you," she said, watching his muscles flex as he lowered the bar. "That looks like pretty hard work."
Carl nodded. "Yeah, but it's good exercise. I like to keep in shape."
"I can tell. You've got a great body. I'd love to..." Again, she barely managed to stop herself from saying something that would get her into trouble. "Um...I'd love to get into better shape myself, one of these days."
"It's lots of fun. If you like, I could help you out, show you which machines to use."
"You mean right now?"
He chuckled as he raised the barbell again. "Well, I don't think you want to exercise in your bathrobe."
"Oh, that's okay...I can take it off." Her mind reeled...what had she just said??
Carl's smile melted a little as he glanced up at her. "Um, I'm not sure that would be such a good idea."
"Why not?"
He looked at her incredulously. "What are you wearing under that robe?"
She felt her lips curl up into a coy smile. "Nothing at all." The words spilled out, without her permission.
"Exactly." He exhaled as the weights descended. "You can't just go around with no clothes on."
"Sure I can. Watch." Her fingers began to unravel the sash around her waist.
"Hey...wait a minute...what are you doing?"
Melissa wanted to ask herself that same question. She heard herself ask, "What does it look like I'm doing?" Her fingers moved of their own accord, reaching up to slowly pull her robe open. It seemed as though her body wanted to reveal itself to this young, handsome man, and there was nothing she could do to prevent it. Her robe had parted almost three inches wide now, all the way down to her belly button.
"You can't just...what if someone..." His words trailed off as she parted her robe even further, treating him to a view of cream-white breasts. The barbell clattered to the floor.
She smiled as his gaze locked upon her plump mammaries. "Do you like them?" she asked, twisting her torso from side to side.
He nodded slowly. He seemed to have lost the power of speech, and simply stared at her voluptuous breasts as if hypnotized.
"I thought you might." Her robe parted even further as she lifted her leg and straddled his waist, her naked crotch settling onto his firm stomach. He reached up as if to push her away, but his hands simply settled upon her hips and stayed there.
Melissa cupped her breasts in her hands, as if offering them to him. "I want you to kiss them," she said, rubbing her nipples with her fingertips, causing them to swell and stiffen. Within seconds, her tits began to poke out from their pink aureoles, more ripe and taut than she had ever seen them before. "Will you kiss them for me?" she asked, leaning forward until her breasts dangled above his face, her nipples hanging down toward his lips.
She didn't have long to wait. At first there was just a tentative lick, his tongue gently probing her aureole. Then his lips closed in on her breast, and he kissed her taut nipple. The kiss lingered and soon became a long, slow, sensuous suck. She could feel his tongue swirling against her firm tit, as if testing its hardness. Then the suckling began in earnest as he eagerly nibbled her stiff nipple. "Yes, that's it," she cooed. "Suck me...suck me..."
He gave a muffled moan of surprise as her nipple suddenly squirted a burst of milk into his mouth, then another, then another. It took only a few seconds for the erotic taste to work its spell on him. Melissa smiled as his suckling suddenly became more enthusiastic. She could almost feel the juices coursing through her breast, pouring into the warm mouth latched to her bosom. There was no turning back now. She knew that her sexual milk would intoxicate him, and that it would be only a matter of time before he would want to put his cock inside her. Her pussy tingled with anticipation as her milk flowed into the mouth of her new lover, whose feeding grew even more avaricious as he drank more and more of her sweet nectar. She smiled and held his head to her breast as he slurped away, unwittingly enslaving himself to her.
She knew she had him when he suddenly grabbed her and pushed her down upon the bench. He hastily fumbled with his gym shorts, sliding them down to reveal his raging flesh erection. Melissa smiled lustily at his hard cock and spread her legs apart, her feet dangling to the floor as her robe tumbled open all the way. She was splayed naked for him, and her pussy was already wet with the hope of imminent invasion. "Fuck me," she moaned, her hips making little upward thrusts, beckoning obscenely to the approaching cock.
Carl crawled on top of her, guiding his stiff penis toward her waiting slit. She watched eagerly as the distended pink cock head grazed against her sensitive labia, smearing itself with her preparatory juices. Then it began to push inside her. She whimpered as she felt the hard flesh worming its way into her vagina, squirming deeper and deeper as if searching for her womb. When all of its six inches were buried inside her, the cock serpent began to retreat. It slithered out of her, only to slide right back in again. In, out, in, out...she sighed contentedly as he began to fuck her.
The fearful voices in her mind that had tried to prevent her from doing this were now silent. There were no objections to the hard, thick cock that was now plowing her pussy with firm, insistent strokes. His swollen love organ plunged deep into her sopping cunt, flooding her senses with its incessant erotic friction. How could she have resisted this? Why would she want to? Her pussy was getting exactly what it wanted, and she groaned and writhed in helpless female heat, surrendering completely to the sweet joy of copulation.
Her first climax rippled through her after just a few minutes of delicious screwing, making her groan loudly as her mind went blank with ecstasy. Her cunt erupted in a series of seismic spasms, each blissful convulsion triggering an outburst that bathed her pussy and its visiting cock in a warm flood of orgasmic cream. It seemed to go on and on, her body writhing and pumping as the thick cock continued to invade her. When it passed, she looked up at the handsome face of her lover, and saw that he was staring at her chest. Her pink nipples were still erect, and a tiny stream of milk dribbled out from her swollen tits down toward her stomach. She reached up and smeared the warm juice over her breasts and belly, idly wondering how her body could be producing so much liquid. Every time his dick shoved inside her, she could hear how wet her pussy was. The gym was filled with the wet slurping noise, the sound of a man feeding his cock to a very horny young woman.
Melissa noticed movement in the corner of her eye, and she glanced across the room. A woman in a grey T-shirt and shorts had just walked in, expecting to get some exercise. She stopped short when she looked over and saw a man sprawled on top of a woman, eagerly shoving his cock into her womb. Melissa almost laughed when she recognized the woman as Christine, her friend and fellow scientist. Christine didn't say anything, nor did she leave. She simply stared at the mating couple, and Melissa smiled at the thought of being watched by her friend.
Carl was fucking her much faster now. His cock drove in and out of her juicy twat with quick, forceful thrusts that shook her whole body. He wouldn't be able to keep this up for much longer; he had to be on the verge of orgasm. Melissa moaned as his cock pounded her pussy, ramming his engorged penis deep into her wet sex tunnel. Her entire groin was soaked with cum, and the sound of their vigorous lovemaking was so loud that Christine could probably hear it on the other side of the room. Melissa wondered what was going through Christine's mind right now. Was she becoming horny, watching her friend getting fucked by a handsome young stud? Did she wish that she was the one lying naked on the bench, her thighs wide open, allowing a thick cock to penetrate her pussy, over and over and over again?
With a loud groan, Carl shoved his penis deep inside her vagina and began to pump his seed into her womb. Melissa could feel burst after burst of hot semen squirting deep inside her, his cock filling her belly with impregnating sex cream. Thousands and thousands of sperm cells were now swimming deeper inside her womb, each of them searching for an egg to wriggle inside. The thought of becoming pregnant didn't worry her. Her mind was busy with other thoughts - strange thoughts that didn't seem to belong there.
She stared up again at the man she had just seduced. His expression had changed; it was now distant and confused, as if he was trying to make sense of something new that he had just learned. Melissa understood what he was going through, because the same thing had happened to her at first. She knew that his cock would soon grow hard again, and she knew that his lust would start to control him. It would get worse and worse, and he would eventually have to find a woman and fuck her. And that woman would become like him, both of them wanting nothing more than to mate with someone new.
"It's already starting, isn't it?" she asked, noticing that Carl's penis had begun to stiffen again. "Don't worry...I have someone in mind for you."
Christine had left the gym several minutes ago, but Melissa knew where to find her.