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Irresistible Johnson: Part 1

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Irresistible Johnson: part 1
Scientific accident gives Brian the perfect penis.

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Chapter 1.

My name was Brian Johnson and that name

was about to become notorious among the scientific community. I worked on a
research team studying the effects of gamma radiation on living tissue and
organisms. The research lab I work at is located forty feet underground, for a
myriad of safety reasons, even if many thought it went overboard; unnecessarily
cautious.

But it’s meatheads like me that

validate the needs of such safety protocols. One Saturday morning, while
working alone, I accidentally opened a door to a sealed room, one we had
purposefully contaminated earlier that week. It was getting cleaned through a
new process involving some chemicals, and specific wave-length light pulses.
Due to the new installation of this system, some of the original safety
services and protocols had been disabled, which allowed me to gain access to
the room, unfortunately. I got fully exposed as the alarms went wild.

For the following month, my team

repeatedly cleaned the facility and quarantined me to one room in the lab. I
was on a high liquid diet and scrubbing myself down daily with chemical soaps
and abrasive pads. Vitals were taken several times a day, along with blood
work.

Karen Langdon, the facility’s

on-hand nurse practitioner, stopped by to visit me in my room near the end of
the quarantine. I noticed she no longer was wearing a respirator, so the lab
must have tested safe days ago. I was behind a plastic curtain which separated
my half of the room to just a bathroom and bedding area.

“You cost us a fortune, Mr.

Johnson, you know that?”

“I know,” I said.

“I’m sorry.”

Karen was a great medical nurse, every

bit as knowledgeable as any general practitioner, probably better than most.
She also happened to be a vested partner in the lab, and I think she had that
on her mind every bit as much as my health. It was difficult to score research
grants and jobs in our field, and a safe laboratory was critical in maintaining
them. This mishap wouldn’t go unnoticed, and I felt very badly for having
put my coworkers and the company under such stress.

“Well, your vitals are all coming

back fine. In fact, you’re in perfect shape. You’ve always been
fine with your BMI and weight, but your pulse and blood pressure are better
than ever. White blood cell count also better than it was last time you were
here. I think you’re lucky.”

“I guess so. Maybe that new

cleaning system works better than expected,” I said, hoping. To be honest
I was terrified. Often, the effects of radiation aren’t discovered until
weeks or months after exposure, organisms developing tumors is common. The only
thing that’s noticeable though is white blood cell count being abnormally
high almost immediately. I was somewhat relieved to hear the news that mine was
fine after a month in quarantine.

“We’re going to let you out

tomorrow,” said Karen.

“Yeah, I figure I’ll leave

this bag I’ve been living in, just to go out and get fired.”

“That probably should happen, but

it won’t,” said Karen. She knew something I didn’t.
“You got exposed. We aren’t for a minute going to let you run wild.
We have to keep an eye on you. So, for better or worse…”

I dropped my head. “I know, I was

careless. If I’m staying on, I’ll do my best to make it up to you,
Karen.”

Karen huffed a bit and then said,

“Well, I guess that’s the best an attitude we both could have about
it. So back to you. Are you positive you haven’t experienced anything
strange? No panic attacks? No cold sweats? Heart palpitations? No physical
changes? We need complete honesty to understand how we may need to address
something.”

I carefully thought about what she was

asking. The truth was that ever since the incident, I did feel better than
ever, and told the nurse as much. I explained that I always made a point to
keep in shape, but I honestly felt like I was in peak condition now, even
though I’d been cooped up in this room for the past month. Other than
feeling good, I didn’t experience anything else.

“Oh wait, I said. There is one

thing,” I said. “I never brought this up before, because it’s
kind of embarrassing, and well… I didn’t think it was a big deal. I
mean, I’m not even sure if this incident has anything to do with
it…”

“Go on, Brian. Just tell me

already.”

Karen was behind the partition, but I

could sense her impatience.

“Okay, here it is,” I

explained. “Normally, my penis hangs like the average guy’s, I
guess. I may be just shy of seven inches fully hard, which I think is fine, but
soft, the little guy usually just looks like a turtle tucked over my ball sack.
There’s not much to it. Anyway, about a week after the incident I noticed
it hanging rather low. Like… not half hard, but just hanging. About four
or five inches long.”

“Well, Brian, this does sound

strange. You’re saying your penis got bigger?”

“Well, when I get erections, I

notice it appears to have more girth, but I don’t think it’s much
longer. But soft, it just always hangs low now. Other than that, no change in
anything. If that’s the worst of this, I’ll take it. Kinda nice,
actually.”

“And that’s it. Out of ALL

the things that could have happened to you, you just happen to get…
what?? A penis that you find more appealing?”

“Well, I didn’t ask for

it,” I said. “but I’m okay with that.”

“Yeah, I’m sure you would

be.”

I heard the plastic barrier between us

come unzipped as Karen entered. She had placed a filter over her nose and
mouth, but was otherwise not geared up like usual. I guess they were about
ready to let me mingle with them again, as I showed no trace amounts of
radiation. I stood up facing her.

“Alright, big guy, let’s see

it.”

Excuse me?“ I practically

screamed. I didn’t expect a genital exam over it. My word was good
enough.

“You’re saying it’s

ALWAYS this way? Half hard?”

“It isn’t hard,” I

explained. “It’s soft. Completely soft. When it gets hard it just
gets stiffer and wider, really, not longer. It also rises, of course.” I
felt weird being so blunt with her.

“I don’t want to see it

hard,” she said. “Just show me exactly what you mean. Please, drop
the pants. It won’t take but a few seconds to get this over with.”

The nurse was speaking pragmatically, as

a professional. She seemed annoyed this was my only side effect. Having to
inspect a penis from a guy she probably didn’t like very much was
unlikely to be appealing to her.

“You can take my word for

it,” I said.

“I believe you,” said Karen.

“But due diligence. Let me see if I see anything unusual.” She
snapped on a pair of rubber gloves.

I sighed and finally dropped my pants,

underwear with it. As usual, my cock hung down, easily six inches. It was a
look I would be proud to sport at a nude beach, I thought to myself.

Karen paused, just staring. I could tell

she was somewhat impressed. Finally, she said, “And you’re like
this all the time? Never soft like you used to be? I know what you mean. My
ex-boyfriend had a nice looking penis when it was hard, but he was embarrassed
of it when it would shrink away. You know we girls don’t really
care.”

She was almost blushing. I could barely

believe Karen was being so intimate with me, as she didn’t stop looking
at my hanging cock. Finally, she knelt down, getting closer, lowering her mask.

“No decolorization or

shading?” she asked, looking up at me. It was unusually erotic seeing her
face only a foot or so away from my cock and I struggled to keep my thoughts
straight.

“I haven’t seen any

problems, Miss Langdon. Like I said, it just hangs there all day, all the time,
even after… well… you know.”

“Really?” she asked, drawing

her eyes back to it. She slowly lifted her left hand and lifted the head of my
penis, inspecting the underside of it.

“It doesn’t look like your

vessels are stressed. It looks like a regular, healthy penis. Very
healthy…” Her voice drifted a bit at the end.

Karen must have only been six inches

from it now and looking down at her so close caused an immediate reaction.
Blood rushed through my shaft, pulsing my shaft up a couple notches. My penis
thickened a touch and I wriggled back from the nurse a bit. “Oh, I am so
sorry,” I said.

“Is that normal?” she asked,

looking up at me again.

“Well, uh… no,” I

said. “Just when… uh… it’s normal, I mean. I just had a
reaction, is all.”

“To what?” she asked,

looking at me, deadpan, rising off the floor.

“I’m sorry, Miss Karen. Your

face was just so close to my penis. I had a normal reaction to it, just like if
any woman was that close to it.”

“Any woman?”

“Well, uh… I don’t

mean to offend.”

Karen suddenly dropped to the floor

again, putting her face close to my cock, but she continued to look right at me
in the eye.

“You’re saying ANY

woman’s face being close to your penis makes you want to have an
erection?”

“Are you fucking kidding

me?” I asked, both shocked and turned on, as her cheek was now no more
than three inches from my shaft, yet she still looked at me, expecting answers.
She had to have been teasing me, I thought, yet she looked so serious.

“What I am asking, Mr. Johnson, is

this: Would you have had the same response prior to being exposed to the radiation,
if some girl’s face was next to your cock?”

“Well, yes, I think so. When a

woman is willing to get so close to it, it usually merits that it would be
getting hard. I know this is a medical setting, but I just had a reaction is
all. I am stating that I was sorry for having that reaction. I don’t
think it is something we should be concerned about.”

Finally, Karen took her eyes off me and

turned them to my cock. Her nose was practically touching the head of it. I
think I even felt her breathing on it. Of course, my reaction was stronger this
time. With her being so blatantly sexual, my cock pulsed up in response and
punched her in the chin.

Karen Langdon, a woman I knew who really

kind of despised me, just allowed my cock to touch her face. This only made my
cock get harder and now it was rubbing against her upper cheek as it stiffened
up. She slowly looked back up at me, but didn’t move her position,
allowing my cock to scrape her skin the whole time.

This time, as she looked up at me, her

eyes looked more seductive than a medical professional’s should be. She
was breathing a touch fast and said, “Brian, you have a beautiful cock.
It’s so beautiful.”

I was flattered. Even though I thought

it looked great, her confirming it definitely stroked the ego.

“Thank you,” I said.

“You say your cock hangs like that

even after you orgasm?”

My eyes almost popped out of my head,

but before I could answer, she grabbed my shaft and forced the head of my cock
in her mouth, licking all over. She quickly picked up the pace and weaved my
dick in her mouth as it became wetter and wetter. It was as if she made it her
mission to extract every drop of cum I had, and I did just that unloading in
her mouth. She swallowed loudly as she guzzled as much down as she could
manage.

With cum dripping off the edges of her

lips, she dropped back, exhausted.

“Oh my god,” she said.

“I can’t believe I just did that. Why did I do that?” Her
eyes were racing left and right.

“I’m sorry?” I asked.

“You started it. Are you okay? I don’t want you to regret anything.
I enjoyed that. Thank you.”

I could tell her heart was pounding fast

and she looked at me with curled brows. “It was so weird. All I could
think of when I saw your penis. I mean from the VERY moment I saw your penis. I
wanted to suck it, Brian. I wanted your cum.”

She glanced at my now hanging cock and

looked up again frantically.

“I can’t explain it. I

needed it so badly. It doesn’t make any sense.”

“Wait, you’re saying you had

no control over it over wanting it, but you really didn’t want it?”

“I don’t know,” she

said, sighing. “I just… it’s like a voice inside me, combined
with an insatiable thirst - one I have NEVER felt before, mind you - I just
wanted to swallow your cum. I wasn’t even…” her voice trailed
off and then she slowly looked up at me. “I always hated the taste of
cum.”

“Excuse me?” I asked. I

wondered if I should pull my pants up, but I left it there, allowing her to
witness that what I had claimed was true; that my cock did hang low even after
an orgasm.

Karen finally stood up, straightening

her clothes a bit. “Look, we can’t tell anyone this or we would
both lose our jobs, but Brian, that was weird. I don’t ever get horny
like that. And that’s the thing. I wasn’t even horny. I just had
this absolute need to swallow your cum.”

“And you think this may have

something to do with the incident?”

“How else to explain it? I’m

curious, do you have a girlfriend?”

“Sadly, no.”

“Any friends who are girls?”

“Well, my sister who lives with me.

She has friends that come over to the apartment all the time.”

Karen picked up a clipboard.

“I obviously cannot detail what

happened today, but if you have the same reaction occur from other women, we
need to know.”

I cut her off. “Same reaction?

What? You want me to go around flashing people?”

Karen tilted her head and lifted an

eyebrow, before coming to her senses. “Well, look, whenever. The thing is
IF other women have a reaction like I did… the need to swallow your
cum… please come report it. We could get it in your medical records
sooner than later. I think it is important to do, but I don’t think we
should report what just happened between us. Do you understand what I am
saying?”

I finally pulled my pants up and said,

“Okay,” when I noticed something uniquely different about Karen.
Her face was flush, in fact all of her skin was pink. I wondered if she was
running a fever. More noticeable, were the pineapple-sized curves she was
displaying under her nurse’s outfit. I’d always thought she was
flat.

“Karen?” I asked, looking at

her chest intensely. It drew her eyes to them.

“Oh my God,” she said.

“No, no, no, no, no!”

She quickly stripped out of the uniform.

Her bra did nothing to keep her huge breasts from pouring over them. Nipples
and cleavage were everywhere. She unsnapped the bra, sending it flying,
exposing what must have been a pair of double dees.

“Oh my, do you think this is from

my cum?” I asked, bluntly.

“What else?” she screamed,

wide eyed. “Please tell me they stopped growing.”

“I didn’t notice them until

you got up. It must have been a very quick surge of growth, like right after
you swallowed all that cum.”

Her eyes drifted a bit as she whispered,

“And it was so much cum…”

“We’re going to have to tell

the team,” I said. “This won’t go unnoticed.” I waved
at her new set of knockers. I found them amazing, but it did give her the
appearance of a bimbo.

Karen looked at me, defeated.

“Alright, so we tell them. All of it. The whole truth.”

“I don’t see why you wanted

to lie about it.”

“Brian, look at me. I am going to

be frank here.”

“Okay.”

“You’re a physically

attractive man, but I am not, by any measure, attracted to you. I’m also
kind of your superior here and I do have an occasional boyfriend. I’m
sure you have had girlfriends, but you and I are NOT a match. I just
don’t like your personality.”

“Don’t hold anything

back,” I said, referring to a Seinfeld joke she was probably unfamiliar
with.

“When I saw your penis, and

remember, I was only examining it for medical purposes,” she stressed,
“I didn’t get horny, but I had this incredible urge to swallow your
semen. And now this.” She pointed at her tits. “I’m not sure
anyone will believe us, but we’re going to need volunteers.”

“Volunteers?”

“Someone else to look at your

penis.” Then Karen grabbed her purse, wiped her mouth with a nearby
napkin and said as she was leaving, “I’ll be back in an hour with
the rest of the team. Be ready.”

It was Phil and Heath who came into my

room first, not twenty minutes after Karen had left.

“Holy shit, the cans on

her!” cried Phillip.

“It’s kind of fucked up,

man,” said Heath. “But they do look pretty good.”

“You saw them?” I asked.

“Well, not naked, but yeah, we saw

her new figure,” said Phillip. “Wait. You actually saw them?”

“Uh, yeah, I did, I guess.

They’re pretty spectacular.”

I considered Phil and Heath work

associates more than friends, but we could be honest to each other. They both
barreled in laughter. Still, I could tell Heath was concerned. He’d been
studying gamma radiation for years, and never had exposure to it proven
beneficial for anyone.

“I have to say, I am a bit worried

now about these effects,” he said. “Supposedly, your penis changed
shape and now, her breasts. Only after swallowing your semen. It sounds
ridiculous, yet we saw the evidence from her.”

“Don’t for a minute think I

am going to let you see the evidence from me,” I quickly retorted.
“She said the need for my sperm was insatiable. I don’t want men
risking that same effect.”

“Hmm, good point,” said

Phillip. “But what woman is going to volunteer for this?”

“Oh, I know who,” said

Heath. “Janice. The loudmouth atheist we hired last year that works in C
lab. Always a skeptic about everything.”

“If someone from our team

won’t volunteer, I suppose we could ask,” mumbled Phil, when the
rest of the team finally did arrive. Karen, of course, but also Jennifer
Hastings and Laura Pine, both married women in their 30s, and both shared a
rather plain girl-next-door look.

“So as this information goes up

the chain, I would appreciate everyone understanding that what occurred today
was NOT meant to break work ethics and rules.” Karen was updating
everyone on the events that occurred, while trying to excuse us of any
wrongdoing. She continued, “We admit we violated company policies, but
please understand it was against our will.”

“Who forced you?” asked

Jennifer.

Karen did her best to explain that the

compulsion she experienced was one she had no control over, when Jennifer
interrupted and pointed at me. “Brian had control, though, didn’t
he?”

I suppose I did, only I just now

realized it. I willfully engaged in sex while Karen didn’t. I tried to
explain myself, but it all looked pretty bad for me. First, I caused this mess
and cost the company a fortune in cleanup costs, and then I willfully engaged
in sexual acts that breached our code of conduct. I was an idiot, who appeared
to not even want to

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