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Click hereShe smiled to herself. "You're pretty good, too," she replied. "I love the way you feel inside me." She pulled him in again for emphasis. "Hard and strong and hot." Her canal clutched at him as he entered and withdrew, eliciting delightful feelings in her silken depths.
Encouraged, Jeff began to thrust more deeply into her, and she began to tremble, her orgasm building to a crescendo. She felt she could feel everything, from his lips murmuring words of love and desire, to the sac of his scrotum, filled with life-bearing seed, slapping against her thighs, to his beautiful penis, ready to explode into her.
With a trembling gasp, her climax hit, the muscles of her vagina clamping around Jeff's cock. He stopped pumping, and she moaned in frustration.
"No," she panted, even as her muscles rippled and the pleasure poured through her. "Keep going. I need it, Jeff. I need it so bad. Give me your cum!"
In response, he set his hands on her hips and plunged into her, his restraint finally broken. His thrusts prolonged her orgasm, sending her to heights she never would have believed possible. She closed her eyes, keening her pleasure, as Jeff's hard, hot cock stroked in and out of her throbbing, clenching pussy.
Just when she thought she could not stand any more, when she thought she had reached the highest pinnacle of pleasure, Jeff stiffened behind her, his cock seemingly growing inside her, stretching her inner channel. With a muffled groan he spent himself, flooding her with a torrent of his seed, pumping out of him in a series of staccato bursts which only served to prolong her orgasm.
She came down, spiraling softly to rest, held lovingly in the circle of his arms. She squeezed her thighs together, trapping his softening cock.
"Stay here tonight?" he asked her softly, his arms still clasped around her waist.
"Love to," she murmured sleepily. As she drifted off, she heard the sound of his chuckle, then the feel of warm blankets pulled over them both, protecting them from the cool night air that drifted through the open windows.
*****
They made love again the next morning, Jane waking to pee, and then unable to resist the tempting sight of Jeff's morning erection. She slowly roused him from sleep, licking his stiff shaft, until he blinked happily awake.
She was still feeling the wonderful effects of her orgasm when she slipped away from his good-bye kiss at his front door and walked quickly back to her house. The early morning sun blinked off dew-drops that spangled the green grass of her front yard, making everything seem fresh and new.
Taking care to be quiet, she opened her front door. All was silent within. Treading softly, she clutched the sash of her bathrobe tightly around her waist and headed for the staircase.
As she crossed the floor of the living room, a lamp blinked on, revealing the forms of Colleen and Lillian, sitting on the couch. In the glare of the sudden light, she could see their frowning faces.
And in front of them, standing alone on the bare coffee table, the shape of the sample box. An empty syringe sat on top of it.
"Hello, Aunt Jane," Colleen said. "I think we have to talk."
End of Part One.
- COMMENTS
James_Duncanover 1 year agoI'd echo a few comments, in that I think it's clearly written more for the ladies and the men need to be a little more manlike. I'd also leave the politics out of any story, unless it's specifically political. Politics is always divisive and in this type of story it added nothing to it, so I would really advise staying away from it.
However I thought the writing was generally very good, although you might want to build some more expectation and story, before leaping to something like the last line, it was a little jarring and didn't need to be, if you spent a few paragraphs building the kids suspicisions.
IJS0904almost 2 years agoAmazing start. I can't wait to read the next chapter. Yes, the science is a bit of writer's license, but who really cares? You created a nice premise as the base for your story. Go with it and ignore the critics.
Anonymousalmost 2 years agoDefinitely one for the ladies. I did read it all but got lost halfway in.
Anonymousabout 2 years agoNot a bad story except your pathetic personal politics are very evident. Your male characters aren’t really male at all so much as females with male forms.
Woodencavover 2 years agoGreat storey, love it. To the nit pickers below on the science, get a life, this is a fantasy storey.
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Leenysmanover 2 years agoAnother technical point -- the story claims the process won't affect reproductive cells because they only have 23 chromosomes instead of 46. But, men aren't born with their sperm pre-formed, the way women are born with all of their eggs. The sperm develop later, in a process which starts with a 46-chromosome stem cell. So, unless this treatment is only meant for women or somehow avoids altering these stem cells in men, it will affect trait inheritance.
And what happens if a man is injected with DNA from a woman or vice-versa?
smooth_Ballsover 2 years agoThe science, it is pure fantasy. Google won't tell anything useful with regard to this. Magic in a syringe. Like a powerful amulet an old gypsy woman gave her...
Only this is her own magic. Plane Jane, her well dry and she visits the finest women she and her team could find, taking samples from which she destilled their essence and prepares it all to the point that all she needs to do to try it out is take a dose and inject it.
Clearly using that magic to cure herself must have been the plan for a long time and not just the idea of a moment. Why not? Other mad scientist wanted their creations to help them gain world dominance. Jane wants it to give her her birth right as a sensual woman.. A plausible motivation if there ever was one.
Reminds me of the tale of the Zauberlehrling, the sorcerer's apprentice who learned the spell to make ghosts bring water spying on his master and he feels so great as the spell works and the helpful ghosts bring water, bucket after bucket. Things run out of control then as he fails to make them stop bringing more water and rivulets of water flow through the house and destroy it.
The first chapter's end makes me wonder whether Doctor Jane Richardson can keep her magic under control.
Glaze72over 2 years agoAuthorNothing is more annoying than clever readers LOL.
1) (Responding to Leenysman): The seed does not necessarily have to be fertile. Notosterone renders sperm non-viable in the testes.
2) (Responding to n0rdenman): Jane's experiment on herself was mainly to prove the efficacy of her gene-splicing technique. The main purpose of that technique (as stated in the text) was to provide permanent cures for certain genetic diseases. Diseases for which hormone injections were no good. Diabetes, for example. Or ALS.
n0rdendmanover 2 years agoIt was a real well told story with good characters, but I have one quibble concerning science. I’m not a doctor or have any medical knowledge other than what mr. Google finds for me, but couldn’t the same aims of our protagonist be achieved through hormone therapy? Don’t people who undergo sex reassignments take estrogen and grow breasts & develop a a more feminine body? And don’t menopausal women also take estrogen to increase their libido? I’m just asking and not at all trying to troll. It wouldn’t be as dramatic as how you had the protagonist go off the legal deep end, but medical it’s more plausible and thus believable.
Leenysmanover 2 years agoSmall point -- You still refer to Jeff's ejaculate as his "seed" but also say he's taking this notosterone. Shouldn't it have stopped sperm production, so his ejaculate doesn't contain any?
