Bimbonium

Tori hit the emergency button three times before the doors finally opened. Her hazmat suit tore just as she was handling the bimbonium extract. Fortunately, no symptoms appeared.

Even so, the medical team forced her to remain under observation for the rest of her shift. After six long hours, and a lot of poking and prodding, they released the scientist.

As soon as she got home, Tori threw herself on the couch and put her hands over her face.

Fuck, how lucky she was.

Bimbonium poisoning sealed a person's fate in an instant. Sarah's incident came to mind. The young woman was brilliant. She was the future of bimbonium research. Then one fine day, she was exposed to its radiation.

In an instant, the petite scientist turned into a depraved slut. She almost exposed the rest of her team with her attempts to undress them. Her eyes, once filled with curiosity, ambition, and visions of a promising future, were now glassy and desperate for sexual relief. There was not a trace of the brilliant academic that everyone knew.

And to think that by some miracle Tori didn't suffer the same fate.

It would have been so hot!

No. Wait. Where did that thought come from? It would have been nerve-wracking, not hot, right? Yes. Dreadful. Losing yourself to instincts so profane and salacious and not at all rational. Luckily, nothing like that happened to her.

So why was she rubbing her pussy? And why was her pussy so wet? Why was her body so warm? Why did the tit she palmed seem to get bigger and bigger with each squeeze?

Everything was so confusing. Her mind flooded her with so many questions she wasn’t able to answer.

Why should she answer these questions, anyway?

Was she perhaps feeling unwell?

Not at all! Quite the opposite. Tori's body was making her feel great! She just needed… She just needed a… a… a little push. A little push she couldn't give herself. She needed someone else. Somebody. Whoever it was. Someone to give her a little push. Somebody. Anyone.

Staggering, Tori went to the door and, without removing her hand from her pussy, clawled it until it opened. Surely a brilliant mind like hers would find someone willing to help her out there. Somebody. Anyone.

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Sometimes symptoms take a while to show themselves.