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I didn't want to go into the field uprepared; so that meant that there had to be a way to test out new weapons and technologies before I was placed in danger. I needed a controlled environment in which I could determine whether a given chemical or weapon would affect Nympha.
So that meant I had to have Nympha.
Here, on hand in my abandoned Brownfield factory. There was really no other way.
The elevator door opened and I stepped into a chamber with a two-story high old reactor tank; once used to process anhydrous ammonia, but one that I had converted, at some cost, to my own use. A plexiglass wall five inches thick separated me and my equipment from two captives.
"It doesn't have to be this way..." wailed a spectacular woman in a fire-engine red string bikini-sling. It was the sort of arrangement that seemed to accentuate her ass. Sometimes, these creatures came up with rather interesting fashions, being able to create their own clothing on the spot. "Look at my body; don't you know how much I crave you ... you have no -"
"Yes, yes, the pleasures of your body are beyond my wiiiiiildest dreams." I interrupted mockingly. "I know all about it; I've heard it all before."
"You don't know; not until you've experienced the soft, feminine bliss in the arms of Paradise!" She insisted. That was something of a mystery; I didn't know for sure whether other Nympha even had names. I wasn't sure, but I suspected they had less individuality than humans. These two, however wanted me to be on a first-name basis with them.
I could say that Paradise was exotic-looking. Except that her entire species seemed all to affect a shocking, exotic elegance to make a man catch his breath. Sex appeal that would be rare among humans became overwhelming! But even so, Paradise was distinctive.
Her hair was an unusual ice-white, flowing cascade of snowy looks that seemed almost bluish in dim light. But her luxuriant tresses shone with an inner vitality far removed from the pale failure of old age.
She was of a slimmer build that some Nympha, more appealing to a lover of petite women, yet the curves she did have seemed more pronounced on her delicate frame. The traits she had pirated from the genetic material of human women stimulated primal male protective instincts. Each time I saw her, I had to fight urges in my primitive hind-brain that told me to grasp her, shelter her from wild beasts, kill bears and saber-toothed tigers for her sake ... and impregnate her.
The supple curves of her hips, ass, and thighs seemed to cry out to my penis to plant a never ending stream of young within her womb.
Most men would give their souls to fuck her.
Or course, if they did ... well yeah, you would pretty much give up your soul. I had to always remind myself that she was not woman, but demon: Her true goal being to turn me into an ejaculating sperm factory, should she seduce me, both my seed, and my sanity would be lost in the poisoned-paradise between her legs. I grit my teeth, vowing not to lose my mind to the wet delights of her willing cunt.
"It's not too late, Cecil." Paradise insisted, arching her spine to thrust up her breasts to best effect. "My arms will give you comfort; my bosom will grant you satisfaction ... and my womanhood will grant you true peace." The white-haired alien seemed to have a poetic streak; she was sort of interesting to listen to, if you remembered to keep her pheromones away from you, and not to fuck her.
"Not listenniiiiiiinnng." I insisted as I typed in values on a nearby keyboard connected to a computer that controlled the seals on the tank.
"But you will listen to me;" said a smooth, sultry voice. "I'm in love with you."
I rolled my eyes.
Pacifica had no end of cons and schemes. She was pressing herself against the corner of the plexiglass near my console, palms and boobs pressed against the surface; desperately fishing for a way to weaken my resolve.
It wouldn't take much. Her beauty was intoxicating; her sex-appeal volcanic. Her breasts were perky E-cups, wide hips with long and sensuous legs. Her complexion was also surprising. She had skin of a deep, wooden brown shade, but also blond hair and blue eyes. A face of slender, aquiline features with sprinklings of Hispanic descent. She was like a living Barbie Doll dipped in milk-chocolate. Her apparent clothing of red lace lingerie highlighted her juiciest assets.
Pacifica was the sort of female who destroyed politicians and married men. Hers was the body that drove men to scandal and excess. Men would abandon caution and plunge themselves dicklong into ruin just for the chance to blast their seed into such a woman. You wouldn't be able to explain or analyze your decision; it wouldn't be a decision at all - you would just do it. All a man had to do was drop his guard; instinct would take over; and he would find himself spewing into her willing womb without being able to stop himself.
It would be risky enough if she were just some human golddigger, but if I let my guard down in this situation, I'd find myself with a two-foot dick and unable to walk, while she glutted herself on my semen with a smile and a laugh.
"I understand you, Cecil. We can be partners. We ... we don't even have to fuck ... let me help you! I'll ... I'll join your quest!"
"Pfffh ... yeah, right - talk about sleeping with the enemy; my quest is to defeat your kind."
"And you'd need help for that, inside advice! And I can provide it! You ... you don't have to fuck me right away ... let's just ... take it slow." Her lip quivered; another ruse; another con. I could tell that her nymph(a)mania was burning through her bosomy body. If I opened the enclosure for any reason; mind-control mists and intoxicating breast milk would be on me in a flash.
Maybe Jessie could rescue me; but it might not be for an hour or two before she became suspicious; and these two could double-team my dick with a vengeance. I really didn't think they would try to escape; they seemed fixated on me with a consuming passion. They'd saturate me with their alien sex hormones as I blasted off more cum than any normal man had a right to produce. Two-hours of threesome alien-orgy sex with them, and I'd probably gain two inches of dick size! Pants were already hard enough to find! But the real problem would be my libido; every time my cock got bigger, I would get hornier. There would come a tipping point eventually where no matter what my intent; I would simply not be able to resist mating with them.
That was their real goal; if Paradise and Pacifica could just get my penis inside their drenching alien cunts for just a few minutes; their sex-venom might be able to increase my libido just enough that I might surrender completely to them; like the groundskeeper. I'd be useless; easy prey for the first Nympha with a jiggle in her tits and a sway to her hips.
But MY real goal was to run an experiment. I pressed a button to activate an audio recording device.
"Phase I testing of Compound 19, Series 3." From an iron grate above the Nympha, a purple liquid gushed down onto the pair. Not that much; just enough of the concoction to fully douse both girls; and the results would be recorded.
Pacifica blew a wet strand of hair away from her lips before speaking. "You think I fear these experiments you conduct against us? You think this will change anything?" The purple liquid glistened against her creamy skin. "Well, I pity you, Cecil! You condemn yourself to this cold, sterile, industrial graveyard to wage a pointless war. If only you would take me in your arms and thrust yourself inside me; your troubles would vanish!" She sneered. "You think I am some wicked succubus who will destroy you? You will know a bliss beyond reason! All we want is to feel you inside of us! All I ask is that you throw me to the ground and sire your seed into my womb! So easy! Just Cum! Cum inside me! That's all you ... all you ... have to ... to ... d- b- boobs ... m-my ... my breasts?!"
Pacifica felt it too. Her chocolaty bosoms felt firm and tight, warm and tense. And the tingling hit her groin. She squeezed her E-cup melons together as the sensations increased. When it started; she was squeezing her mamms in such a way that an inch of space was between them, her fingers sinking to the second joint in pillowy boobage. And yet, as the tingling heat continued to build the dark-skinned Nympha noticed a firm but irresistable pressure that caused her boobs to bridge the inch and squeeze together again; without her hands moving. Swells of ripe mammary bulged outwards and up - up until her knuckles threatened to sink into the bosomy bounty.
Simultaneously; Paradise experience similar symptoms; her breasts were slightly smaller; pleasant D-cup tangerine-like mounds of womanhood just large enough to seduce. Within four seconds, any fruit comparison would have required grapefruits. She yanked aside her sling-bikini and gasped as her nipples hardened; aureolas spreading like a stain of lust across widening boobage.
"S-something's wr-wrong ... c-can't change my wings ... back ... NNNNGH!" She grunted, eyes squeezed shut.
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