Chapter 10: Two Sluts Compete to be the Lab’s Fucktoys

Note: This is a commissioned story. I don’t have much say over the events.

T. Ropex

I appeared in an office where two young women were sitting before a desk One was Black and the other white with Brown hair. Neither was attractive. They were mousy. Drab. Their hair was a bit of a mess, they had glasses, but they didn’t seem sexy.

They were plain.

Drab.

The White girl even seemed a bit ... butch. Almost a lack of femininity and no sign of tits. The Black girl didn’t have much tits, but she also didn’t have an ass. She should have a nice booty. All Black girls did.

Once more, the people of Earth were not living up to their life recreations. It pretty clear that they lied in them now. They were sending out a false sense of their planet to the universe and tricking tourists like myself into visiting this dull planet, even if the earthlings didn’t know about aliens yet.

Luckily, I had my AI to “adjust the scenario.”

“So, make your case,” the interviewer said. Unsurprisingly, he was a balding, pudgy guy with a bristling mustache and glasses. He had a strange thing in his shirt pocket. A plastic case that held the pens. It made him even more pathetic.

Not the type of guy who should be fucking a pair of hotties in his office as they commented for a job.

“Only one of you can get the internship,” the man said. “So, pitch it.”

The girls began talking, both of them claiming to be experts on ... string theory? They were talking about string theory and membranes as if they were the cutting edge of physics. It was the sort of pedantic talk you’d get in a history of physics course, learning about absolute theories.

Well, this was a backward planet that didn’t understand how to harness gravity, let alone the strong and weak nuclear forces except into the most primitive and destructive ways. It was almost cute listening to the girls argue their cases.

Like listening to children, but...

They were adults.

The AI knew what to do.

“Adjusting the scenario.”

Shannon Geogham

“That’s why I would be the best for your labs because the work I did in...” I trailed off and blinked as this warmth shot through me. Dr. Richard Biggs folded his arms before him, his muscles stretching out his shirt. He had a tie on and glasses. And a thick mustache. A full head of hair.

For a scientist, he made me so fucking wet.

I squirmed in my seat, so glad I wore my low-cut blouse that showed off my new, fake tits. I played with a strand of my bleached-blonde hair. I wore a short skirt. He noticed. I wanted to have this internship so much.

“So that’s why you should hire me,” I said in a girly voice. “I know all the equations of string theory. I can balance them all and help you with your research at all hours.”

“As if you can calculate differential equations,” said Beebee beside me. The Black girl had tits just as big as mine. They were almost fully exposed by her belly shirt. I sweat, the bottoms of her areolas would appear if she shifted. If she stretched her arms above her head, the top would pop up and expose all of her breasts.

Hussy.

She also had on tight hot pants that showed off her pathetic butt implants. No woman had an ass like that naturally. It was pathetic. I just enhanced my tits. Nothing more. She went too far. And those collagen implants in her lips.

Why would guys want such plump and full lips?

“Plus, I have a background working in a particle physics lab,” added Beebee. “We confirmed the discovery of Tennessine last year.”

“Your lab just confirmed it, not discovered it,” I said.

“The thing is,” said Dr. Biggs. He rose, so buff and strong. God, he could bench-press us both. He undid his tie and drew it off. “We don’t need a female intern for her brains. We need a fucktoy to help us pass the time waiting on the results.”

“I’m a bigger slut than her,” I said, standing up and bending over so my big boobs swayed in my tight crop top. Just a little tug, and I could flash him my hard nipples.

“Naw-ah,” Beebee said and popped to her feet. “I’m the perfect fucktoy. You ain’t gonna get better than me.” She turned around and bent over, wiggling her ass.

“You don’t need some skank with a fake ass when you can have a cutie with a right rump and big boobs!” I ripped off my top and let my milkers spill out. They were works of art. I cupped them, purring. “Everyone knows blondes are the best fucks!”

“You ain’t no natural blonde, hobag,” hissed Beebee. “I can see your roots!”

“More blonde than you,” I said.

Beebee spun around and ripped off her belly shirt. Her ebony tits bounced and jiggled. They weren’t as good as mine. I mean, they were nice, but I had the best tits. “You know you want to catch some jungle fever, Dr. Biggs. Everyone knows Black girls fuck hard.”

“But does she got a snatch as tight and yummy as this?” I asked and shoved off my skirt, revealing my waxed twat, my pussy dripping with juices. “Look at that little bling down there. Like my clit ring.”

“You look like an ass man, Dr. Biggs!” hissed Beebee. She unsnapped her hot pants and shoved them off her hips. She spun around as she did, exposing her plump, enhanced butt-cheeks. They jiggled as she wiggled her hips beckoningly at him. “You know you want a taste!”

“No, you’re a tits man,” I said and darted around the desk.

“Hey!” hissed Beebee.

I reached Dr. Biggs and shoved him down into his seat. I attacked his fly and ripped open his pants. I groaned as I produced his massive dick. He was hung like a porn star. My pussy clenched as I wanted to worship this man.

You’re a dyke, why do you want to worship any man?

What a dumb thing to think. I was a nerdy slut wanting to be the fucktoy for the physics lab. I wanted all the noble winning hunks to fuck my pussy and asshole and mouth. I wanted to be dripping in their cum.

I wrapped my tits around his massive cock, pressing my soft boobs around them. I shuddered as I did that. It was just so wild to squeeze my boobs around him. I worked my breasts up and down his rod. He groaned as I did that.

I winked at him as I massaged his rod. He groaned as Beebee watched on, clearly seething that she didn’t think of this first. I smirked at her while fucking my boobs up and down the physicist’s big dick. I could not wait for him to cum.

“Are you gonna cum all over my face and glasses?” I purred, staring up at him.

“Fuck, yes,” he growled. “Degrade yourself, slut. Prove you worthy of being our fucktoy!”

“I’m so worthy!” I hissed and plunged my tits up and down his cock as fast as I could.

I ducked my head down and licked his pink crown when he emerged from between my tits. He groaned as I did that. It was so much fun to do that. I licked him again and again. I stroked my tongue over his rod.

He growled as I did that. It was so much fun to do this. To play with his cock. I stroked him with my boobs. I lapped at him with all that I had. It was just a wonderful rush to lap at his cock when his tip emerged from between my big, fake titties.

I loved the flavor of his salty precum.

My nipples rubbed against his rock-hard stomach. Tingles shot down to my cunt. I groaned as I worked up and down him faster and faster. I squeezed my tits around him. I wanted him to spray my face with his spunk. That would be so hot.

“Please, please, pleasey please, cum on my face,” I moaned as I worked my boobs up and down his cock.

“I will,” he growled. “I’ll drench your face in my spunk.”

I was so happy to hear that. My cunt was on fire. My pussy clenched as I worked my boobs up and down his big and thick dick. He groaned as I massaged him with my breasts. My nipples throbbed. I licked at the crown of his cock.

The salty flavor of his precum grew with my every look. I tongued him with all that I had. That was just fun to do. I licked at his crown. I stroked over him every time he emerged. His cock throbbed between my tits.

“That’s it,” he groaned. “You fucking whore!”

“I’m a fucking whore, Beebee!” I squealed and felt her seething as she watched.

I licked his cock, stroking over his crown. He grunted and erupted. His cum spurted out of his cock into my mouth. I groaned as more bathed my face. He drenched my features and my glasses. I loved the warmth of his spunk on my skin.

I caught more of his spunk on my tongue. Jizz rained down onto my boobs. I enjoyed that delight. I savored the warmth spilling over my face. He groaned, spurting the last of his cum onto my glasses. I could hardly see.

“Damn, that was good, Shannon,” he panted.

“Mmm,” I purred and pulled my glasses off my face. I winked at him and licked his cum off my lenses.

He growled in delight while the nondescript engineer nodded in approval as he watched. I savored the salty flavor of that wonderful cum. I licked it off my glasses, gathering every hot drop of my cool lenses while purring and preening.

I’m gay! I like women!

But I loved men. I wanted to be a living fucktoy. I giggled like a little girl as I licked up more of the salty cum, treasuring it. Dr. Biggs grinned from ear to ear as he watched. He nodded his approval as I cleaned my glasses.

“Yummy,” I purred in delight, more jizz running down my face.

Beebee Mitchel

“So she gave you a titty fuck, Dr. Biggs,” I purred, crawling over his desk, my tits jiggling. “You need to get your dick wet in some pussy. My pussy!”

Shannon pulled away from him, scowling at me as he put her glasses back on.

I smirked at him as I crawled off the desk, thrusting my ass in the doctor’s face before I settled before him. I leaned down, sliding my plump rump down his chest. I reached between my thighs and grabbed the White stud’s dick.