Johnson’s mutant sperm powers grow stronger. (sci-fi) By  AnonymousPerv. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories. Chapter 2 I had cum so many times in a cup recently that my wrist needed a brace. The team had been trying desperately to discover what was in my semen that might be the catalyst to breast growth, but nothing in our investigations could discern anything. The chemical composition appeared to be the same as a normal man’s, and the sperm count was on the high side of normal. In the meantime, we’d also been giving Laura Pine daily doses of my jizz. She blew me every morning, first thing. Usually, her breasts were back to normal (for her, small) within 24 hours. On a few occasions, she sucked me off multiple times a day. Her tits erupted to insane sizes, but no changes in patterns seemed to help make the effects last longer, or be permanent. The team had gone straight into working a way to put my sperm into a pill form, anyway, to see if that would do anything. There had been no positive test results as of yet. It was Laura who got the idea one morning to try something different. She met with me, Phil and Heath and offered an experiment. “Hey, we keep trying this pill out and it never works. We can’t figure out what makes Brad’s sperm so special, either. I want to do something different.” I was getting antsy. By now, Laura was usually sucking me off. Why was she not getting straight to it? I knew I’d be jerking off into a cup several times later in the day, so I always enjoyed getting some real attention. It broke that monotony. “What ya got?” asked Heath. “I want Brad to masturbate today, as you probably need him to, anyway.” “Uh.. okay. We were hoping to get some samples today, yes.” “Let me drink it. We have never once thought to just see if it works by drinking it.” Phil and Heath’s eyes lit up. “My god, you’re right,” said Phil. “Laura, go round everyone else up. Bring them to the conference room. Brad, go do your thing. Be sure to get all of it in the cup.” “I’m getting good at that,” I said. I left and went to what we had termed ‘the chamber’ some time ago. It was just a private room with a desk, a chair, and a computer with internet access. I took off my pants and underwear and spent about ten minutes, as usual, trying to find something decent to ‘land on’ and push through this boring business. Once my cock got stiff in my hand, I knew within a couple minutes I’d be unloading in the cup. With expert skills, I snatched the cup with my left hand just prior to shoving my cock it. To avoid splash-back, I squeezed the muscles of my shaft as ropes of cum filled the empty container. I suppose there were worse ways to make a living. I put a lid on the cup and cleaned up after myself with a few wet tissues. I then repeated the pat-down with some dry ones. After pulling up my jeans and situating myself, I finally went to the conference room. “Oh, good,” said Heath, taking the cup from me as I came through the doors. “Have a seat,” he said, pointing to one of the empty ones. All the others were also seated around the table, and Laura happened to be at the end. Heath made his way to her and handed her the cup, just I finished settling in my chair. “Here goes nothing,” she said. She held up the cup and guzzled as much as she could in one attempt. She went back a bit to lick it up with her tongue. “Huh?” she said. “What is it, Laura?” asked Phil. Laura looked over at Phil and Heath and then at me and the others situated around the table. “You know how Brad usually tastes okay? Like it isn’t revolting or anything. At least, it never has been for me.” Karen Langdon, the one who genuinely despised me, rolled her eyes and crossed her arms. She was none too pleased she had sucked me off four times now, the last because she wanted to surprise her new boyfriend with big tits. “Yes, we know, she said. “Get on with it.” “This is… this is… this is so, so different.” Laura then reached into the cup with two fingers and swirled them around the inside, trying to get whatever remnants were left over. She then quickly shoved the two fingers into her mouth. “Oh, mph, gd,” she said. It almost sounded like “Oh my god.” She finally pulled her fingers back and said. “That is the most delicious thing I have ever tasted. Ever. It’s like caviar on steroids.” “What?” asked Janice, stunned. “Probably a fluke. Something he ate?” Janice was seated next to me, closest to the conference room doors. She was the house skeptic and was more eager than anyone to break the science behind the phenomena of women getting big tits after swallowing my cum. Janice was also the only woman on the team who hadn’t sucked me off and swallowed it, but that wasn’t by her accounts because she hated the idea of blowing me. It’s because she already has enormous tits. By enormous, I don’t mean D cups. I know a musical scale goes up to G. I’m guessing she does, too. The idea of allowing Janice to get even bigger tits, if only for a day, mortified everyone; not just her. Phil or Heath had once joked about it, but even they weren’t that cruel. “What did you eat last night, Brad?” asked Janice. She was still watching Laura lick and suck her fingers. I shrugged my shoulders. “Same stuff I always do. I had ramen noodles and a PB&J.” “Do any drugs? Ingest or inhale anything out of the ordinary?” “Not that I can think of.” Phil raised his hand. “Brad, do you mind repeating this one more time.” I did the proverbial “do-I-have-to-shuffle” that one might see when asking their kid to take out the trash. “This time, I don’t want you to hesitate. When you’re getting sucked off, the women swallow your semen the moment it comes out. I want to see if there is window of time thing here.” “I see. Makes sense,” I said. I looked over at Laura. “I’ll be back.” “Please do! If it’s going to taste that good. Fucking hurry!” The other girls’ jaws were all open, looking Laura on, in disbelief. In their minds, she was turning into a cum-dumpster, always sucking off Brad, always getting such great tits every day, all day. It was difficult for Karen to admit, but she envied Laura. She would kill to have kept those tits permanent. She really hoped the team could crack this puzzle. This time, when I made it to the chamber, I took off my underwear and put my pants halfway back on, before doing my business. This way, after I squeezed out the last drop, I was able to quickly yank my pants up and rush to the conference room. It couldn’t have been thirty second from ejaculation to ingestion, as Laura snagged the cup from me the moment I arrived. She stepped back, almost like she was going to walk back to her chair, but she only made it about halfway. Laura began squirming and it became more and more obvious that she was horny. Straight up horny. “Fuck yes,” she said, slurping up the cum in the cup. She ran her tongue across the rim of the cup and then round and round in her mouth, allowing the taste to linger as long as possible before allowing it to pour down her throat. She then repeated her method of using two fingers to wipe up all the sperm in the cup. “Just like before, huh?” asked Jennifer. “I swear, better than the first time, even.” Laura paused and looked at me. “I’m not sure I want to suck you off anymore. I’d rather enjoy this flavor over having big tits.” It was then I noticed Laura’s tits hadn’t yet gotten bigger from swallowing that first load, like they do when she sucks me off. “Well, who’s to say you’re in the right for thinking you deserve either,” I objected. “Do I have no say in this experiment?” Heath shook his head. “You’re the one who messed up, Brad. Least you can do is ride along and let us figure this thing out. We will all be very rich if we crack this.” Heath was right about messing up. I should have been fired long ago. Laura looked at Phil and Heath. “You could sell this as-is, in a can, and people would pay good money for it. I’m guessing more than caviar, sincerely.” She looked up at me. “Rarer than caviar, too.” “Hey, I am not a factory machine, capable of pumping out gallons of jizz.” “It could be priced appropriately.” Then there was a very brief paused before she Laura made out a loud moan. “Umm; Hmm!!!” As Laura had been chatting up the idea of making a Brad Johnson Delicatessen, she inexplicable reeled into an uncontrollable orgasm. Her legs crossed and her tan business slacks became soaked in the crotch, so much liquid, one could wring it out. Laura’s left hand went to her left breast and she squeezed the nipple through her clothing as hard as she could. “Yes!” she screamed. Now, her other hand made it to her crotch and began stroking at what could only be described as an unnatural speed. Aggravated, Laura ripped off the top buttons of her pants, and shoved them, along with her panties, to the floor. She crammed her middle two fingers of her right hand into her pussy, and repeated the excessively fast stroking. “Laura, are you okay?” asked Karen, jumping up, cautiously moving toward Laura. Laura looked over at her and in her groans and moans, managed to quickly nod her head. “You’re okay?” Now Laura nodded with more exaggeration and more slowly, her eyebrows turned up in ecstasy. There was no denying she was enjoying getting off. “Oh yes, oh yes, oh yes,” Laura muttered, while looking down to watch her hands slam herself in the vagina. It looked so incredibly hot to her. In fact, everything in the room and around her made her horny. Drinking sperm in front of coworkers had made her horny. So horny. But now, with everyone watching her fuck herself… it drove her to the edge. Soon, she came again and finally fell back into a chair, legs spread wide. Karen rushed to her aid, checking her pulse and heart rate. “Breathe in, Laura. Breathe in.” But instead of breathing, Laura began laughing. Then that laughter grew louder and even a bit wicked. Karen, somewhat startled, edged back. Softly, she said, “Laura, I know I keep asking this, but are you okay? Can you describe what you are feeling?” This time, Laura shook her head and instead pointed at me. Or rather, my crotch. As I was standing on the same side of the table as Laura, but nearer the doors, I was clearly in her sight. I must have been the first thing that caught her attention after her intense orgasm. Laura had monopolized the attention of everyone in the room from the moment I’d arrived, and no one had noticed that my pants had come undone and fallen to the floor. Not even me. We were far too busy watching Laura pound herself, like some out of control animal in heat. Anyway, I must not have buttoned properly when I jolted out of the chamber to bring the sperm to Laura as quickly as possible. Janice, who I was standing closest to, followed Laura’s pointed finger to my cock, and instantly her eyes went wide. She then looked up to my eyes, then slowly back down to her cleavage that she was displaying while seated beneath me. Taking the advice from Karen that was meant for Laura, Janice took a deep breath in. She then looked up at me one last time. “I am so fucked,” she said. And a moment later, Janice was on her knees giving me the best blowjob of my life. Chapter 3 “Brian, I think we’re going to have to go at this a different way,” said Heath. “We’ve been hacking at this for months going nowhere.” “And I could really use a break,” I said. It was true. For four months now, I had been subjected to daily blowjobs from Laura. Not to mention the occasional ones I got from the other girls. This, coupled with having to jerk off in a cup almost every day, sometimes multiple times a day… well, I just needed to give my penis a rest. “Why don’t you take a week off,” said Phil. “All of us. We’ll come back refreshed and have the whole team sit around the conference table. We’ll discuss our findings, or lack thereof, and possible future approaches, before continuing on. Sound good?” Laura overheard and seemed displeased she would go a week without the benefits of sucking me off, but Janice seemed empathetic. She’d been listening in on the whole conversation, too. The one time she sucked me off, that poor girl had to be taken home in a U-Haul. Her poor tits were so heavy she could barely stand. Thankfully, the effects always wear off within 24 hours or so. “You deserve a break,” said Janice to me, before turning to the others. “I’ll send out an email to everyone that we’re taking next week off, and we met back in the conference room at 8 a.m. the following Monday. Staying home, away from the chaos and stress of work, and secluding myself from the world was the best vacation I could ask for. Being the center of attention all the time is wearing. By the time Sunday rolled around, I must have watched three dozen movies, cooked every day for myself, and even finished a couple books. I realized I hadn’t spent one second beating off or getting serviced by some woman. I really hoped that when we re-examined how we could further test and monetize by mutant sperm, it would involve me beating off a lot less. Usually, when I walk in at 8, I head straight to my office where Laura is waiting to suck me off. I didn’t even bother heading there now. Hopefully, today would mark a real change. “Oh, hi Brian,” said Janice, when I pushed through the conference room doors. Phil and Heath were already there, and just as I found a seat to the left of Janice, Laura, Jennifer and one of my other bosses, Karen, strolled in. Janice coughed and tugged at the top of her blouse. “Well, okay then. Everyone is here. Shall we get started?” Jennifer sat to my left and Laura and Karen now sat across with the two men in the room. Phil raised his hand. “Let’s address the obvious. Our goal is to discover a way to synthesize Brian’s sperm to put it into a pill form - or any form, for that matter - that would allow women to receive the same benefits as if they sucked him off. That is, they get a temporary breast enhancement.” Heath was kind of rolling his hands, indicating every one in the room knew this, so to get on with it, but Phil liked to be thorough. “Is it hot in here?” asked Janice, interrupting, while unbuttoning a couple of buttons. With her huge tits, she already exposed a decent amount of cleavage. Now the top third of her breasts were practically spilling out. “Yeah, it is a bit, I think,” said Jennifer. “But you don’t have to strip,” she laughed. Phil shook his head and continued, “Under the microscope, we’ve discovered not one thing different between Brian’s sperm, and the sperm of any other healthy adult male.” I noticed Jennifer reached up and gave her left breast a light squeeze. “Healthy adult male…” she mumbled. I turned to Phil and Heath to see if they saw what I just saw, but by then Jennifer had put her hand away. “However, when ingested in its natural state, Brian’s sperm is… well, according to Laura and the other girls now… delicious. Yet the two men we hired to come taste test it did not find it appealing at all.” That was true, we had done all kinds of taste tests these past months. “Umm, guys?” interrupted Janice. “Do you mind? This… uh… ” “Yes, what is it?” asked Phil. “I’m uh… just feeling a little strange… hot. I need to cool down or I am going to pass out.” “Do you need to lay down?” I asked, leaning in closer to Janice. As her chair was next to mine, I was able to touch her on the shoulder. “Are you feeling sick?” I asked. She looked at me. “No, not sick. Just, umm… guys, I need a minute.” Janice abruptly hopped up and ran out of the conference room. The rest of us were stunned by the sudden departure. “She is right, you know,” said Karen. “This room… or something… it’s making me kind of hot.” “Me too,” said Jennifer. “but not like hot hot. You know…” “Thank God I’m not the only one,” said Laura. “Jesus Christ!” Then Laura quickly pulled her purse off the floor and began digging through it. “I sometimes use this when I get too horny, but it has never been needed more.” All the men in the room jaws dropped as Laura procured an eight inch vibrator, with clitoral stimulator and all. Within seconds, she had stripped herself of her skirt and panties and was leaning back in her chair. “Oh my god, I really need to fuck someone right now. I don’t know if this is going to do it!” Laura then rammed that vibrator, and not before turning it on maximum, right into her open pussy, to the disbelief of everyone in the room. Well, the men, anyway. The other two women seemed to be getting as turned on as Laura, and they both began undressing. “Damn it!” screamed Heath. “Brian, did you do anything different?” “No! I swear!” I was being completely honest. “Come on, you had to have done something! How else to explain this phenomena?” “I swear, Heath. I haven’t even beaten off in a week. I came straight here. I didn’t fuck anyone or show anyone my dick all week!” While I protested, Laura rammed herself with the vibrator, while the other two girls finger-banged themselves. I tried not to let it distract me from the conversation. I didn’t want to get in trouble again. “Wait a minute,” said Phil. “So you’re saying you haven’t had any sexual release in a week?” “Yes!” I yelled. Heath and Phil looked at other and paused. Then, Phil said, “Pheromones.” Of course, it hit me and I stated as much, “You think my pent up sperm is somehow affecting these women? They all seem to be craving the need for intercourse.” “YES!! screamed the girls, in unison. "I think that explains it,” said Heath, shaking his head. “Is there no end in sight to these ‘gifts’ of yours?” I looked at the three girls in the room, all pounding themselves, but each, in their own way, begging for the real thing. I then looked back to Phil and Heath. “Well, there are three of us.” “No!” screamed Karen. “Just you! I need you to fuck me.” Karen hated me. She always hated me. The fact she had blown me and sucked me off sometimes drove her nuts, I knew that, yet here she was begging to be fucked by me. “Use me!!” she screamed. “My pussy is yours!” “No, me!” screamed Jennifer. “I’ll let you fuck me in the ass!” Janice jumped up and pulled at my hardening crotch. “No, me! Let me fuck you, Brian. I’ve always wanted to fuck you.” Heath slammed his fist on the table. “God damn it! Why do YOU get all the benefits out of this?” “I didn’t ask for this,” I protested. Those protests landed on unsympathetic ears when Janice pulled my pants and underwear off, almost with superhuman strength. She ripped her blouse off, pulling out those huge knockers. “Fuck me like a slut,” she screamed. “Please, I’ll do anything.” She rose up and turned around, bending over. I couldn’t help but oblige and slid my stiff rod into her soaking vagina. “Oh, right there,” she whispered. “Right there. All the way in.” She pushed down, until I could feel her ass on my stomach, my cock deep inside her. She looked at the other two girls in the room. “Don’t worry. It won’t take me long, and then you can have him.” Karen quickly stripped herself of the rest of her clothes and looked at Phil and Heath. “You guys can watch, but don’t you dare touch. This body is intended for him only. He can use it however he wants.” “But what about me?” cried Jennifer. Heath looked at me. “You gonna be able to handle this?” “Do I have a choice?” I asked. “No, but since the ladies won’t let us participate, I’m at least going to film it. We need to study this for later.” “Good idea,” said Phil. “I’ll get my camera, too.” The girls didn’t seem to mind, but I wasn’t so sure they would have the same attitude about it later. They were a bit drunk on sexual emotions at the moment. “Don’t you dare pull out,” said Janice, as I began pumping faster. It had been so long since my last release, I felt an explosion coming soon. “Cum in me. I want to feel it!” Her demand sent me over the edge and unloaded so much that a healthy amounts of sperm splashed out of her pussy while my cock was still in it. “Me, next!” screamed Jennifer, pulling me off Janice. My dick was still stiff, yet I wasn’t sure it would be able to stay that way after such a large orgasm. Jennifer quickly proved it to be no issue. She had me laying on the floor, while she straddled me, shifting and moving her hips like some sort of belly-dancer-meets-ballerina goddess. Within three minutes, and without her objection, I shot what felt like another half liter of cum into her tight pussy. She moaned in pleasure with the warmth of it running against her inner walls. “Hey, my tits aren’t getting bigger, are they?” asked Janice, looking at us. “I didn’t suck you off, but it feels like they’re bigger.” Karen looked at Janice’s tits before pushing Jennifer off my cock and grabbing it with her hands. She stroked it, ensuring it stayed firm. “I don’t think so,” she said. “They do look full, though. You on your period soon?” “No, just had it.” I noticed it, too. Janice’s huge tits had a pendulous look to them normally, with nice large nipples. But now, they looked as if they had more meat up top, and there was less noticeable slope. Her nipples looked darker and hard. Jennifer glanced at Janice’s tits and said, “Hell, your nipples looked like mine did back when I was nursing.” As if on cue, a stream of white liquid erupted from Janice’s left breast. “Oh my!” she said. “Now this? Is this some curse for you cumming inside me?” she screamed. She grabbed both her tits and instantly, milk spurt in streams across the room. “I bet it will happen to me, too,” said Jennifer. “Not very happy about that.” “Me, neither,” said Karen. “but I still want him to cum in me.” Karen then looked me in the eyes. “I mean it. I want to feel you cum in me.” “But you’ll get those tits. Like Janice. Milk! You don’t want that.” “I know, but I want your cum in my pussy more. And really, are we certain? Will it happen to me, too?” Karen pushed harder down on my cock and then began pounding furiously. “Tell me my pussy feels good, Brian! Tell me!” “It feels good, I promise,” I exclaimed. “Good, just fuck me. Fuck me now.” It was then I got a stupid idea. A really stupid idea. Why was I always the one with stupid ideas? We knew if I got sucked off and swallowed, breast growth happened, so I thought, why not try that coupled with this? Karen could be the test subject, since she’s the last one fucking me, I thought. If only I had known the consequences… To be continued. By  AnonymousPerv for Literotica.