Chapter 3: Helping Virgin Heather Lose Her Inhibitions

Sex with my girlfriend Susan had become downright explosive after I started using tx34, but something gnawed at me: she had confessed that it made her so horny she couldn’t stop fantasizing about being stuffed full of cock. She even admitted she’d dreamed of getting railed by a line of guys in some filthy orgy. Was she serious? Could tx34 actually strip away all a woman’s inhibitions, like how Tania, the girl in my lab, turned into a needy mess every time she ovulated?

The science behind tx34 was wild. It mimicked ovulation response by activating the horny web, an intricate network of neurons that connected various parts of the female brain. The horny web seemed to activate certain regions like arousal and de-activate others like inhibition, altering the psychological state of females in all areas relevant for reproduction. And tx34 did more than that. It not only activated the horny web but super-charged it, eliciting a response orders of magnitude higher than a regular ovulation could.

Human females had evolved to fuck anytime, tricking their clueless partners into thinking they were always fertile. But during their actual fertile window, the hormones worked differently. It wasn’t just biology; it was strategy. A chick’s best move? Let her permanent man think he’s her one and only, while secretly spreading her legs for any alpha male who could upgrade her gene pool.

It made perfect sense. Ovulation made a woman’s body crave cock like an addict needs a fix. She’d throw caution out the window and risk getting filled up by someone else, as long as her man didn’t catch on. No wonder inhibitions went out the door when tx34 dialed those instincts to 11.

As I thought about it more, another idea began to creep into my mind, one that I couldn’t shake. If tx34 could strip away a woman’s inhibitions so completely, could I use it to my advantage? Could it work on other girls, not just my girlfriend? Girls who wouldn’t normally even look my way? The kind of untouchable hottie who turned heads everywhere she went. If tx34 could override their resistance, I could have them begging for me, dripping wet and ready to do anything I wanted. The thought alone sent a thrill through me. Would they even realize what hit them, or would they just think it was their own uncontrollable desire?

This wasn’t just research anymore. It was raw, unfiltered opportunity. Susan’s dorm was a goldmine for this kind of experiment, packed with her stunning roommates and their equally gorgeous friends. These were the kind of college girls who oozed sex appeal with every move, the blonde with her skin-tight yoga pants showing off every curve, and the redhead with her wicked little smirk daring you to take her. The thought of bending them over, spreading their slick, needy pussies wide, and sinking into their tight, dripping heat made my cock ache so hard it was almost unbearable. I was so turned on I nearly came right there, imagining their gasping cries as I filled them completely, over and over.

I had to know for sure. So, I headed to my friend’s all-girl dorm before she got back from class. She wouldn’t be home until 6 p.m. It was barely 4 p.m. Plenty of time to get my experiment going. This was purely for research, not cheating, right?

Leaning casually against the wall, pretending to scroll through my phone, I scanned the hallway, but my focus locked instantly on Heather. Her room, just a few doors down from Susan’s, was hard to miss, not because of the leftover birthday decorations on her door but because of the girl herself. I had passed her so many times before, struggling to keep my eyes from zeroing in on her heaving, eye-popping cleavage.

Heather’s D-cup tits jutted out so provocatively from her slender frame that it was impossible not to stare. They were even more pronounced than her perky bubble butt, which had the kind of deep, tantalizing ass crease that begged for attention. Her long black hair cascaded over her toned shoulders, and her sun-kissed skin hinted at her Brazilian heritage, every inch of her a tribute to pure, natural beauty. Freshly eighteen, her recent birthday celebration still lingered on her door, a reminder of her youth and newly legal status.

My girlfriend had told me all about her strict Catholic upbringing and her vows of chastity, which only made Heather’s sinful body all the more irresistible. Her massive tits and tight ass made her a walking wet dream, sparking fantasies across campus. I had no doubt countless guys, and probably even some professors, stroked themselves raw imagining her naked. She knew it too, soaking up every bit of attention with a teasing smirk, parading her assets in outfits that dared boys to try their luck.

Today was no different. Her skimpy white crop top barely contained her heavy, gravity-defying tits. With no bra beneath, her puffy nipples poked visibly through the thin fabric, teasing every passing eye. Her dark areolas were faintly visible, a shadowy promise of what lay underneath. Her toned waist, narrow enough to fit perfectly between my hands, led down to a pair of cut-off shorts so tight they clung to every curve. Her ass cheeks peeked out from the bottom, and the fabric pressed so snugly against her mound that the outline of her lips was unmistakable. She might as well have been walking naked, daring someone to make a move.

She was every man’s fantasy made flesh, a living, breathing sex doll. I knew right then that she was the perfect candidate for my first test.

Heather had just waved off some guy who had clearly been drooling over her, then turned and started walking toward her room, right in my direction.

I stepped forward with a casual smile and said, “Hey, Heather! How’s it going? Did you just celebrate your birthday? Happy belated!”

Her lips curved into a warm smile, her voice soft and sweet. “Hi, Tom. Yeah, just a few days ago. Thank you!”

Standing close now, I grabbed my backpack and said, “Oh, wait. I have something for you. I was going to give it to my girlfriend, but she’s not here. Maybe it can be a little birthday treat for you instead.”

She tilted her head, her curiosity evident. “That’s sweet, Tom, but you don’t have to...” Her eyes betrayed her, lighting up at the idea of receiving a gift.

I pulled out a sleek bottle of perfume, its elegant design gleaming in the light. The scent was luxurious, the type found only in exclusive boutiques, and it was laced with a potent dose of tx34. Holding it up with a grin, I said, “Here it is! Let me show you how it works.”

Her eyes widened as she admired the bottle. Taking her delicate wrist, I turned it upward and sprayed a small amount on her skin, the fragrance lingering in the air. Repeating the gesture on her other wrist, I then lifted my hand to her neck, the long column of smooth skin inviting. She didn’t pull away, so I leaned in closer and sprayed a light mist along the curve of her throat.

She inhaled deeply, her lips parting slightly as the scent enveloped her. “Wow, this smells amazing! Where did you get it?”

I chuckled, shaking my head. “That’s my little secret.”

As I watched her, the effects kicked in almost immediately. Her nipples stiffened to taut peaks, straining against the thin fabric of her top, making the outline of her puffy areolas unmistakably clear. A blush spread across her chest and neck, her breathing becoming shallow and uneven. The scent wasn’t just working, it was igniting her, pushing her body into overdrive. Her flushed skin shimmered slightly under the dorm’s dim light, as if she was glowing with heat and anticipation. I made a mental note to reduce the dosage in the perfume next time, but for now, all that mattered was how her body seemed to melt completely into the sensation. She was practically begging for it without saying a word.

“So, Heather, what else did you get for your birthday?” I asked, keeping my tone casual but laced with suggestion.

She smiled shyly, her voice soft as she gestured toward her room. “Come and see. There’s a big teddy bear, sooooo fluffy!”

I stepped closer, lingering just inside the doorway. “Oh yeah? Can I touch it?” I asked, my eyes trailing over her toned thighs and the curve of her hips as she turned toward the desk.

She didn’t hesitate to let me in, closing and locking the door behind us. That tiny click made my heart race. Reserved, shy Heather, locking the door with me inside. It was so out of character that I knew the perfume was already working its magic. I grabbed the oversized teddy bear and turned to face her.

“Wow, you weren’t kidding. It’s really fluffy,” I said, holding it up playfully.

She giggled as I moved the plush fur close to her face, lightly brushing it against her cheeks. Her eyes fluttered shut, and she let out a soft, contented sigh. Taking it further, I slowly dragged the teddy bear down her neck and across her chest, grazing the top of her cleavage. She gasped faintly, her lashes trembling as her eyes squeezed shut tighter, her lips parting slightly. Her body responded instinctively, leaning into the touch, her arousal becoming more obvious with every second.

I kept going, moving in slow, deliberate circles around her throat, her collarbone, and then lower, teasing the soft fur just above her heaving tits. Her breaths turned into soft, unsteady pants, her body practically trembling beneath my playful touch. By the time I brought the teddy down to her stomach, she let out a deeper gasp, her half-closed eyes glinting with barely suppressed need. Gently, I brushed the plush fur over her stomach, around her narrow waist, and down to her back, watching her squirm and sigh with every stroke. Her stiff nipples and flushed cheeks betrayed her completely, she was too far gone to resist anything now.

With a subtle push, I guided her back. In the cramped dorm room, her legs hit the bed within seconds. Pressing lightly on her shoulders, I let her fall backward onto the mattress, her legs still dangling off the edge, her chest rising and falling rapidly.

I stepped closer, leaning in to whisper in her ear, “Don’t open your eyes.”

She complied immediately. I raised her arms above her head, making her perky tits jut forward even more enticingly. Grabbing a shirt from the chair nearby, I placed it over her eyes like a makeshift blindfold. She didn’t flinch or protest, her submission proof of how powerful tx34 had made her desire.

Satisfied, I reached for my phone, propping it up discreetly on a shelf beside the bed to capture everything. The camera began recording, and I turned back to her, ready to push her even further.

I continued to work her body with the fluffy teddy bear, trailing it slowly along her arms, then teasing the sensitive hollows of her armpits before moving to her heaving cleavage. As the plush fur brushed against her stiffened nipples through the thin fabric of her top, she let out a soft, breathy gasp that sent a jolt of excitement through me. Taking it further, I began circling her tits more deliberately, letting the bear graze over the hardened points, making her squirm slightly as I stepped between her parted legs.

She was so caught up in the sensation of my hands and the bear that she didn’t seem to notice my knees nudging her thighs wider apart. Pressing forward, I let my weight rest against her pussy, the heat radiating from her through the paper-thin shorts she wore. Her breathing grew heavier, her chest rising and falling rapidly as I continued to tease her. Her arousal was undeniable, her body reacting instinctively with every deliberate touch.

Sliding my left hand to her exposed midriff, I began caressing the smooth, toned skin of her stomach. The bear remained focused on her full tits, circling them slowly, while my fingers edged closer to the hem of her top. Slipping beneath the fabric, I let my hand glide up to cup the underside of her breast. She didn’t react, seemingly lost in the pleasure, so I moved further, quickly covering her erect nipple with my fingers.

She didn’t resist, her body melting under my touch. Emboldened, I pinched her hard nipple between my fingers, rolling it gently, drawing a soft moan of pleasure from her parted lips. Her reaction spurred me on, and I squeezed her massive tits firmly, marveling at the way her smooth, firm flesh yielded under my hand. Her breasts were impossibly full, far too large for my hand to grasp completely, their youthful firmness putting even my girlfriend’s impressive rack to shame. They felt better than anything I’d ever experienced, surpassing even the legendary curves of Tania and the lush fullness of Hannah.

After kneading her jugs with one hand for a few minutes, I let the teddy drop, freeing my other hand to join in the fun. Her top had ridden up, fully exposing both of her bare tits, their flawless skin gleaming under the light. Her nipples stood erect atop dark areolas that retained some of the puffiness of budding girls, lending her an irresistible mix of youthful allure and ripe sensuality.

I let my fingers explore this puffy, hardened area just beneath her areolas, pressing gently and marveling at the distinct firmness under her smooth skin. It was a striking contrast to the much softer, pillowy flesh of her massive tits, the difference only enhancing her perfection. It was as if her body consciously presented her stiff nipples on a pedestal, giving her tits a pointy shape that was almost over-the-top sexual, like something out of a sex doll fantasy.

What blew my mind was how this uptight, conservative girl, who would normally snap at anyone even brushing against her chest through her clothes, was now letting me openly fondle her bare tits. It was so completely out of character for her that it drove home just how powerful tx34 was. The compound must have annihilated every ounce of inhibition she normally carried, leaving her so overwhelmed with arousal that it overrode any reluctance she might have felt about engaging sexually with a guy. This was working even better than I could have dreamed in my wildest fantasies.

The question burning in my mind now was, how far could I take this?

There was no holding back now. The way her chest rose and fell in rapid pants, her flushed skin glistening under the dorm light, and her complete surrender to my touch made it clear, we had crossed every boundary. Her bare tits pressed into my hands, her nipples hard and needy against my palms, her moans becoming more desperate.

I leaned down, capturing her left nipple between my lips, sucking it greedily while kneading her massive tits with both hands. Her skin was soft and warm, but her nipple felt like a stiff little button against my tongue. I released it with a pop, letting my breath ghost over the wet peak, and the cool sensation sent a visible shiver through her body. Her back arched instinctively, and I switched to the other nipple, biting it gently before soothing it with my tongue. Her loud, unrestrained moan told me I was hitting all the right spots.

As I lavished attention on her tits, I pressed my hips forward, grinding my hard cock against her pussy through her shorts. Her hips responded immediately, rocking against me in slow, instinctive movements. The heat radiating from her cunt was almost unbearable, the dampness soaking through her shorts making it clear just how aroused she was. Without breaking rhythm, I slapped her wet nipple lightly, earning a sharp gasp, then slid my hand down, slipping it beneath the waistband of her shorts.

She didn’t resist, didn’t even hesitate. My palm rested over her swollen pussy, feeling the slick heat beneath. I started by mimicking the pressure of my jeans against her, keeping my hand flat as I continued sucking her nipple. Her hips pressed harder into my hand, her pussy grinding against me, and her arousal only deepened.

When I slid my fingers lower, it didn’t take long to find her clit. It was swollen and sensitive, her moan growing louder as I circled it with deliberate strokes. She was trembling now, her panting turning into breathless gasps, her hips bucking against my hand in desperate need. I added a finger, sliding it into her tight, wet hole. It was so snug that I had to push gently, marveling at just how tight she was.

“Fuck,” I thought, “She really is a virgin. Not much longer, I swear.”

I worked my finger in and out of her slick tunnel, using my thumb to continue teasing her clit. Her entire body was moving now, writhing beneath me, her tits bouncing as she moaned uncontrollably. Her flushed face, her parted lips, the way her breath came in broken gasps, it was all too much. I added another finger, feeling her pussy clamp down hard as I pumped them rhythmically, matching the motion of her hips.

Her movements grew frantic, her body trembling uncontrollably. Suddenly, she froze, her back arching off the bed, her mouth falling open as if to scream. Her hands clawed at the sheets, her thighs quivering as every muscle in her body seemed to tense all at once. Then it hit, her orgasm crashing through her as a long, raw moan escaped her lips. Her hips bucked wildly, her legs shaking as she rode the waves of pleasure.

Her head lolled to the side, her lips swollen and glistening, her moans tapering into soft, breathy whimpers. “Uuuuuuuhhhh,” she gasped, her flushed face glowing with satisfaction. Her parted lips formed a perfect “o,” her chest heaving as her entire body trembled with the lingering aftershocks of her release.

“What a fucking beautiful orgasm face,” I thought, grabbing my phone to get a close-up of her flushed, blissed-out expression for the video.

From past experience with Susan, I knew that tx34 would keep her aroused and primed for more, so I let her come down from the high, giving her time to catch her breath. Her chest heaved as she panted, her skin glistening with a light sheen of sweat. The makeshift blindfold I had placed over her eyes earlier remained in place, and she made no move to remove it, her trust and surrender complete.

“Wow, that was incredible,” she murmured, her voice shaky but filled with awe. “I’ve never felt anything like that before. I mean, I’ve heard people talk about orgasms, but I never actually had one ... until now. How did you even do that?”

I chuckled softly, watching her lips curl into a dazed, breathless smile beneath the blindfold, her flushed face and trembling body a testament to just how deeply she had felt it. Her complete surrender, the way she remained pliant and open, was intoxicating.

Leaning in close, I let my fingers slide lazily over her stomach. “First time, huh?” I said, my voice thick with lust. “Lucky me, being the first to make you come and show you the kind of pleasure sex is really about.”

I brushed her still-hard nipple with my thumb, watching her body twitch in response, the spark of desire reigniting in her eyes. In my mind, I couldn’t help but marvel at my luck: introducing a girl this stunning, this perfect, to the world of sex, molding her first experiences with my touch.

As her breathing steadied, I slid my finger back to her clit, pressing firmly against the swollen nub. Her reaction was immediate. Her hips jerked upward, her legs trembling as another orgasm ripped through her body. Her moan was louder this time, raw and uninhibited, her hands gripping the sheets as if she were holding on for dear life.

“Fuck, why does it feel this fucking good?” she gasped, her voice trembling with a mix of raw pleasure and guilt. “God, forgive me, I shouldn’t want this, but I can’t stop ... oh my Lord!” she cried out, her moans breaking into a desperate, agonized wail of ecstasy as her body betrayed her resistance and surrendered completely to the sensation.

I let her ride it out, watching her squirm and writhe beneath me, her body completely under my control. As she settled back into the bed, her chest rising and falling in rapid bursts, I didn’t give her a chance to recover fully. Slipping my finger deeper into her slick pussy, I curled it upward, searching for the elusive G-spot. Her reaction told me when I found it, a sharp intake of breath followed by her hips lifting off the bed.

Within seconds, another wave of pleasure crashed over her, this one even more intense. Her thighs clamped around my hand, her whole body convulsing as she let out a high-pitched scream. Her pussy clenched tightly around my finger, her inner walls spasming as she rode out the orgasm. Her head thrashed from side to side, and her nails dug into the sheets, leaving visible marks.

I watched her fall apart, mesmerized by how completely tx34 had broken down her walls. She was a trembling, moaning mess, her body still twitching with aftershocks as her orgasm subsided. Still, I wasn’t done. I leaned over her, letting my breath tickle her ear.

“You’re such a dirty little slut,” I whispered, my voice thick with lust. “And I’m not done with you yet. Let’s see how much more that tight little cunt of yours can handle.”

As I continued working her slick, pulsing pussy with my fingers, I used my free hand to undo my pants, letting them fall to the floor. The sight of this gorgeous, half-naked girl - her massive tits flushed and bouncing with each shallow breath, her thighs trembling as she came down from her high - had me throbbing, harder than I’d ever been. My cock jutted out, painfully stiff, the veins prominent as I stared down at her perfect, flushed body.