Drug Trials Ch. 06: Control

"Yes! Yes!" Megan cried out. Both sets of hands worked in unison; bringing Megan to the very tip of release. "Oh god yes! I'm going to cum!"

Lindsay nodded as if to say 'Do it! Cum for me!'. Her lips were still wrapped around the head and her hands pulled at the thick shaft, willing the dick to release its' sweet load to her waiting maw.

The redheads' cheeks bulged obscenely as Megan came. Every time she's swallow a shot another would fill up her mouth. Six shots followed that initial blast; each one steadily increasing in volume as Megan's orgasm continued.

Megan was a panting mess when her orgasm died. Her body was slick with perspiration yet her mind felt much more relaxed. The futa looked up at the ceiling and admired her form in the mirror. Yes, mirror; she had it installed after meeting Denise Richards. Despite looking absolutely exhausted Megan still drank in her own form.

Lindsay got knocked on her ass when she pulled free. Cum dribbled freely off her chin onto her shirt. She scooped up a small strand and sucked it down. "That ought to make you feel better."

***

Rain. So peaceful. Megan thought to herself while staring out the window. It was strange for her to do that but she felt contemplative this morning. The rain drops continued to hit her window. The sounds they made filled her office and relaxed the futa. She idly tapped her fingers on her armrest. Behind her the muted TV filled the room with its light. I need a vacation. Megan reasoned. Maybe I'm just pushing myself to hard with Foxy Productions.

A knock at the door brought her out of her thoughts. "Come in."

The door creaked open and Jade slipped inside. "Umm, Megan?"

"Yes Jade?" Megan was still looking out the window.

"Are you okay?" Jade asked, her voice concerned.

"No I'm fine. I'm just thinking I've been pushing myself too hard. I always thought that dealing with all this as an actress was a nightmare. Now I'm looking at it from the other end."

"Is this about Miley? We can shift some things around so you don't deal with the big trouble makers. I mean if you want a vacation we can arrange that." Jade was a little hesitant to suggest it. She wasn't sure if vacation was the best idea. Before she could go further Megan cut her off.

"A little. I'm also having trouble concentrating. Some of the antics of our clients does wear me down." Megan turned to face Jade and closed that line of questioning. "What's up?"

"Ms. Curtis is here to see you. She has some requests of her own." Jade responded. In her mind though she was analyzing their conversation. Curvoma is taking its toll on her. Scott better come through.

"Ooh, send her in." Megan suddenly perked up.

"Alright, I'll also check up on your favorite vacation destinations."

"Thanks Jade." Megan straightened her outfit. "By the way, what did Miley do when you told her everything was on hold?"

Jade was near the door when she turned to face Megan, a smile on her face. "Before or after she flicked me off?"

"Both."

"Later, after your client."

Megan harrumphed. "Fine."

The door barely had time to click shut when it swung open. Megan assumed it was Jamie Lee Curtis under that trench coat, but she wasn't certain. It did seem a little odd to her that Jamie would wear a trench coat, but the gentle pattering of rain against the window reminded her why.

"Ms. Curtis, it's good to see you again." She started to stand but was saved up by Jamie. "Please take a seat. I trust you find everything accommodating?"

"I have." Jamie stated as she slipped into the chair opposite Megan. "There's one thing I'd like to request however."

"Okay, I'm sure we can help you with that." Megan knew this chess game by now. The pieces were put on the table and the bargains were made. Each party sacrificed a few pieces and everyone walked away happy. Mostly. Megan mentally prepared herself for this, contemplating what Jamie might want.

"I'd like to pick my costars."

That was one thing Megan didn't expect. "You want to..."

"Pick my costars." Jamie finished.

"That's an unusual request, normally the studio does that." Megan was slightly baffled; she expected a production credit or executive producer. Not this.

"I'm aware, but I know you can get it done." Jamie offered, "Besides you already have me for another role."

Megan thought it over in her head. It was reasonable idea, but she didn't want to agree so readily. "Can I get you something to drink?"

"Coffee if you have any."

The black haired boss eased out of her chair and made her way to the coffee machine. She tapped her fingers as the Keurig worked contemplating Jamie's offer. Behind her she heard her guest shift. "Can I get you some cream or...some...thing..?"

The coffee cup clattered to the ground spilling its' contents on the floor. Standing before Megan was Jamie. She was no longer dressed in that trench coat. Rather she was dressed in lingerie. If Megan was correct, it was the same lingerie she wore in True Lies.

Yet, most of Megan's higher functions turned off as she drank in the sight of Jamie. She was nearly naked save for the a set of black lace lingerie that barely covered her breasts and sex. If Megan could see Jamie's behind she'd see that the underwear disappeared into the crack of her ass.

"Why don't you take a seat?" Jamie sauntered up to the flabbergasted Megan and poked her in the sternum. "And unleash that beast of yours."

How Jamie knew she had a dick was beyond Megan's comprehension. She didn't really care at this point either. Megan hurriedly resumed her seat, positioning herself as Jamie began a dance. Her body rocked to a tune in her head.

Megan felt her hand drift to her crotch; furiously yanking on the zipper to her pants. The pressure was becoming unbearable as her member engorged; it was quickly winning the battle against her pants. The material strained in effort to hold back nearly 17 inches of girlcock. After what seemed like an endless struggle, which in reality was mere seconds, Megan won the battle between herself and the stubborn zipper.

With a grunt Megan pulled her erect member free. The massive shaft bounced once before she clamped both hands around it; slowly jerking it to the sight before her. Jamie was still dancing. It took on an even more seductive tone as she wrapped her arms around herself and gyrated.

Jamie turned and scooted back until her lingerie clad ass was mere milimeters Megan. Megan tried to lay a hand on her, only to have it rudely slapped away.

"No touching. That's the rule." Jamie moaned out while Megan groaned in frustration. The older actress turned and faced Megan. Even in the dimlight the dickgirl could drink in every detail. The lace top did little to conceal anything. Megan could see where her nipples pressed out against the fabric, her areola dark against her pale flesh.

How could she be so sexy, so confident? It made her a little jealous. Jamie was pushing 60, but how she moved, acted, even danced was like she never left her 20s. She grinding her ass against Megan's cock now. Megan groaned as she her rod bounce between each cheek. It even felt like Jamie was squeezing her butt against her member.

"Are you going to pump that for me?" Jamie asked. She had turned back towards Megan and was now sensually rubbing her body. One hand rubbed at her sex while the other massaged each breast in turn. A moan escaped her lips as she pleasured herself.

Megan was furiously pumping her cock. Her hands a blur across her member as she strove for release. She grunted as she felt it building. Megan admitted that she never had a lapdance, before or since Curvoma. It was undoubtedly sexy to watch a girl dance just for you.

It was a cheesecake shot that did it. Jamie was by no means the biggest girl, but she knew how to work what she had. She leaned over, hands on her hips. Her chest was thrust forward, squeezed together by her elbows creating a valley of enticing cleavage. "Do I get it?"

Megan didn't have time to get the words out. Instead, she came on a howl. Her dick seized up and unleashed huge spray of jizz. The first spray managed to land at Jamie's feet with a plop. Every following shot slowly walked back to Megan, with the final shot arcing gracefully before landing between her own feet.

Jamie sauntered up to Megan, a lone digit scooping up a dollop of cum. She offered it up to Megan; spreading it around her lips before extending the finger into her mouth. "Well?"

"Fuck you can have it." Megan said.

***

*Buzz*

Avril's phone rang again on the nightstand. *Jade*

"I have to go." Avril said, clearly not wanting to leave the bed, and more importantly the occupant in it.

"Do you have to?" Melissa Rauch responded.

"I'm afraid so." Avril sighed. "Lots of things are going to happen."

Melissa and Avril were naked in bed, just cuddling each other. It was a rather sweet moment for them as they had both been busy. Melissa with a full day at work, Avril with all the problems of the week weighing down on her. There was a level of comfort they had with each other.

"Alright." Melissa pouted, yet let her hand drift south on her lover's body. "Time for just one?"

Avril giggled as Melissa's fingers tickled her midsection. The giggle quickly turned into a moan as Melissa stroked her soft penis. "Ooh, stop."

Melissa laughed and kept up her prodding. "What's wrong?"

Avril's dick was rapidly swelling. The futa tried half hearty to get her to stop. "Stop that."

"Make me." The blonde threw down the gauntlet which Avril readily picked up. She rolled grabbing Melissa as she went. The pair came up with Avril on top; Melissa pinned beneath her.

"We're going to play that game are we?" The dominant Avril said, a mischievous gleam in her eye.

"We are if that keeps poking me." Avril had Melissa's arms pinned, but that didn't stop her from gesturing at Avril's erect member. The beast was poking the shorter actress in the stomach.

"It's bothering you?"

"He's staring right at me."

"Let me put him away then." Avril shifted her weight and brought her cock down slightly. She then came back up and her cock slid neatly and completely into Melissa.

"Oooh yeah.." The blonde moaned out. "Much better."

Avril began to slowly rock herself. Her member slid along the length of Melissa's vagina. Her 7 inch tool just the right size for her lover.

"Yes, that's the stuff! Fill my belly!" Avril quickly realized that Melissa was a screamer. She loved to talk during and screamed when she reached her orgasm. The futa girl was more than happy to comply. She continued to rock her body; much like a worm. Yet her hips cause her large cock to piston in and out of Melissa's hungry cunt. Every thrust bringing an outpouring of support.

"Work the cock! Oh you drive it so deep!" Melissa shouted. She was able to match her words to action. Somehow she was clenching and massaging Avril's dick. "Ahhh!"

Avril grunted and abandoned her rocking. No it was time for something far more primitive than the gentle love making that was going on. She planted her legs and grabbed Melissa by the hips. She hoisted her up and began to thrust.

"Oh god." Melissa cried as Avril changed positions. She felt the length of Avril's member piston inside her. Each thrust bottoming out before pulling out all the way. Avril was a blur as she roughly pounded her lover. Sweat dripped off of her as her entire body worked to pleasing Melissa.

Avril grunted. She wasn't going to last long, and it wasn't just because of the pleasure. Melissa's boobs heaved dramatically as her entire body shook. They went as low as her rib cage before going up to her chin. Her milk laden mammaries threatened to choke her; they were going that high.

Wait was that milk? Despite the frenzied activity Avril swore she saw Melissa start to express.

"Yes! Give me your seed!" Melissa cried out as Avril unloaded. An ear piercing wail that rebounded off the walls and threatened to deafen her partner. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she became awash in her orgasm. Melissa's entire body stiffened as her brain shut down. Even as most of her higher processes were shut down, Melissa enjoyed the feeling of Avril's cock as it twitched and bucked inside her.

Avril panted as the last of cum was milked out of her cock; Melissa's pussy continuing to massage her member. She collapsed on top of her lover; their lips meeting again. The blonde rolled off, reluctantly withdrawing her deflated dick. The two sat in silence for a few moments, basking in the afterglow of their lovemaking session.

Avril managed to look at her phone. Four missed calls. Surely she was in trouble with Jade now.

"Damn. Now I am late." Avril complained while Melissa giggled.

"Good. More time for me." The blonde began climbing on top of Avril to mount her again.

***

"This is dangerous you know?"

"Oh quite so, but if what you say is true then I have a solution." Scott responded.

"She's going to kill us if she figures any of this out." Jade said, an uncertain look on her face.

"Remember, only I go in there."

"Fine." Jade wasn't happy, but there was little she could do. Avril still hadn't responded to her phone calls. Deniability? Nah, hopefully she just got caught up with something. "How'd this happen?"

Scott put down his pen. "I had to do some digging but I figured it out. Curvoma A is what Megan got, it's very close to Kurvoma but has some added compounds."

"Added compounds?" Jade asked.

"Yes, and don't ask; I can't tell you. I'm not even supposed to know. At the time they introduced them to fix the plasticizing and pleasure problem. It worked but the side effect was Megan's cock." Scott sighed. "Turns out it was just a band-aid."

Jade abruptly stood; her anger evident. "A band-aid?!"

Scott remained calm. "Indeed, the B version that Avril has contains less of that compound and a different one. Hence why she has the muscles and a smaller dick. Yet, she isn't having the lapses in control that Megan is experiencing. I reason that Megan's formula inhibited the progression of the Kurvoma, but the effectiveness has diminished.

"Meaning?"

"Meaning," Scott explained "Before too long Megan might become nothing more than a pleasure receptacle."

"Damnit!" Jade punched the desk in frustration. This was all going terribly wrong. It can't end like this.

"What I'm going to do should help, but there may be unforeseen consequences."

"Do it. Just do it." Megan's assistant leaned back; all her energy spent. Scott was already out the door heading to Megan's office. Jade hit the desk again. "Fuck!"

***

A solid knock on the her door brought Megan's eyes up from the work on her desk. "Come in."

Megan was quite surprised when Scott entered the room. Even more so because Jade didn't announce his arrival. Where'd she go? "Oh hello Scott, I didn't expect you to be here so fast."

"Well, I thought it was important." Scott took the seat across from her. It seemed that he was studying her. It was rather unnerving.

Megan tried to press forward. "So I take it you got the list we sent. We didn't have time to vet everyone for you."

"Oh, it's alright. We made a decision." He took in a deep breath, and she braced for the worst. Please don't pick Rosie, please don't pick Rosie. "Megan I'm going to need all your Curvoma."

"What?!" The starlet turned agent looked like someone jammed her finger into a light socket. "What do you mean take my Curvoma? I have a contract!"

"It's necessary Ms. Fox." Scott seemed unperturbed by her outburst. Instead, he was digging through his briefcase.

"Why? Why are you doing this to me?!" Megan felt her world shattering beneath her. Already her vision was red with rage. Far below, her cock swelled as if it too was angry at the thought of giving up its life giving medicine.

"This is why." Scott slammed a pill onto her desk. Even through her anger tinted eyes Megan managed to read the label. Her name was printed neatly. Just below were the words 'Curvoma-D'

"Oh." Her anger suddenly abated, Megan slumped back into her chair. She didn't even remember getting out of it. Her dick twitched between her legs; it seemed it was satisfied with this answer.

***

And we're done again. It's also time for a question: What does Curvoma-D do to Megan? Does she get even curvier, get taller? Does her dick get even bigger or go to a more manageable size? Leave me an idea. I hope this chapter met everyone's expectations. I don't want to pump out garbage. I appreciate all feedback I get, be it comments, messages, ratings, etc. You guys are the reason I keep this story going. Coming up next: Drug Trials 6.5: Premiere.

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"Found another one did you?" Lindsay teased as they made their way inside.

"Shut up."