The Polycule Molecule - Sex Stories

The Polycule Molecule

... according to the menfolk. He smiled and waved me through with a happy, "Good morning, Ms. Teats!"

I think my subconscious mind had been trying to solve the puzzle of why I felt things were so mysterious lately, and an idea had finally percolated to my consciousness while I drove. My behavior, and the way a lot of other people were acting, was suspiciously similar to what my colleagues had reported about some of our test animals while I was convalescent. That was where my investigation would start.

We'd been expecting the rodents to be more mellow and less afraid of startling but harmless stimuli, at least if my formula was working as intended. Three of the four experimental groups did indeed seem to be responding as desired, but the fourth had additionally shown a marked increase in libido, as well as general affection toward their companions. Neither Hank nor Gloria had done any follow-up on that, but to be fair, itwas a little bit above their paygrade.

It didn't take me long to confirm that the rats were as horny as I was. They even responded with an almost uncomfortable level of affection to being handled, despite the fact that I was jabbing them with needles to draw blood. I won't bore you with the lab work details, but by early afternoon I had confirmed that the rats had startlingly high levels of a compound that seemed very similar chemically to the one I had created, when in fact they should have had none of it anymore, or at most trace amounts. I'd also ...

... confirmed they had antibodies for the same virus I'd just recovered from, and that my own blood showed even higher levels of the unexpected molecule I'd discovered in them.

I was sitting at my workstation, idly masturbating while I pondered the implications of my discovery, when one of the security guards poked her head in the door and asked, "Everything all right, Mizz Tate?" I knew the lady's surname was Davis, but couldn't recall if I'd ever learned her first name. I thought it was Shondra, or maybe LaShondra.

"Just catching up on some work!" I said brightly, trying to avoid the need for addressing her by name. "I've been out sick for a while, so I fell behind a bit!"

"Yeah, I just got over a bug myself," the woman commiserated, which made me suspect she might also be afflicted with the same general horniness I was. That, and the fact that she was smiling at the antics of my fingers rather than expressing shock or outrage.

"Would you be upset if I asked you to suck on my titties?" I inquired, pulling one of them out of my dress. Mizz Davis, or maybe Officer Davis, smiled even more widely as she entered the lab fully, unbuttoning her own work shirt as she did so.

"I'd be happy to, if you'll return the favor!" she replied, exposing a heavy-duty bra that looked horrifying to me, but that she might well require for work, as her breasts were probably even bigger than mine, if only slightly. She was a heavy-set woman, and I guess I'd always thought she was fat, but as ...