Chapter 13

After the Second Dose - Tuesday, March 10, Afternoon

I burst through the front door and stripped naked in the foyer, the second injection burning hot under my skin. David looked up from his laptop and his eyes went wide. I climbed straight onto his lap, my new little cock already stiff and leaking against his stomach.

“Fuck me,” I gasped, grinding my soaked folds along the hard ridge in his pants. “Right now, David. I need it.”

He didn’t ask questions. He stood, carrying me to the couch, and shoved his pants down just far enough to free that thick cock I love. I sank onto him in one greedy motion, my pussy stretching around every inch while my small shaft rubbed against his abs. The stretch felt even better than yesterday. My walls fluttered and clenched like they wanted to milk him dry.

He thrust up hard, hands gripping my ass. “Jesus, Mary, you’re dripping. What did the doctor say?”

I rode him fast, breasts bouncing, nipples scraping his shirt. “She ... she said my clit is turning into a cock. Two and a half inches already. And my breasts are getting firmer, bigger. She measured them.” I moaned when his cockhead dragged over that perfect spot inside me.

My phone rang. Dr. Jill’s name lit the screen. I answered without slowing my hips.

“Mary,” she said, voice already breathy, “the lab results just came back. Your sweat and vaginal secretions tested positive for strong pheromone compounds. They’re triggering arousal responses in everyone who comes in contact. I felt it myself in the exam room.”

I clenched around David’s cock at her words. “So it’s real?”

“Very real. And it’s probably getting stronger with each dose. How are you feeling right now?”

“Like I need to come on my husband’s cock while you listen,” I panted. David’s fingers found my growing shaft and stroked it in time with his thrusts.

Dr. Jill’s breathing hitched on the line. “Describe it to me.”

I told her everything—how my pussy gripped him, how my new cock throbbed between his fingertips, how my juices ran down his balls. David added filthy details between grunts, telling her how tight I felt and how much cum he was going to pump into me.

I came first, my walls pulsing, my little cock spurting thin ropes across his cock. David followed seconds later, flooding me deep. I stayed seated on him, both of us catching our breath while Dr. Jill stayed silent on the phone, listening to every wet sound.

When I finally lifted off, his cum leaked down my thighs. I scooped some onto my fingers and licked it clean, then offered the rest to David. He sucked my fingers greedily.

Dr. Jill cleared her throat. “I ... I should let you rest. Call me if anything changes.” Her voice sounded shaky.

I smiled, already feeling the next wave of heat building. “I will. Thank you, Doctor.”

David pulled me down for a slow kiss, tasting his own cum on my tongue.