Breathe Deep

This story was inspired by the lovely Mx. Finnix and SoooAudrey.

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Max spotted the request almost immediately, as if it had been waiting there on the campus message board just for him.

"Volunteers needed to help medical students with midterm assignment. Payment included."

More than once, Max had heard from various friends and classmates about how they'd managed to scrounge up a little extra cash by helping out students in the College's medical department, but he'd never done so himself. Then again, given he'd been skimming the board for the means to get some quick money, he quickly jotted down the provided email and headed back to his dorm.

It took him a few days to actually use it. Between assignments, exams, and the few times he was able to grab sleep in between, Max had a fair amount on his plate. Even so, by the time the weekend rolled around, he pulled it back out and decided to respond to it.

He heard back within five minutes.

"Excellent. Come to room 430 in the Medical Department Monday at 8:00pm. Everything will be explained then."

Odd as that sounded, the thought of getting paid for whatever it was remained firmly in the driver's seat, and when the appointed day and time rolled around, Max stood outside the room and knocked.

However, his heart nearly stopped when it opened, revealing the students whom had sought aid in the first place.

They were absolutely stunning.

Which wasn't to say medical students couldn't be, but Max had expected a couple of geeky-looking people, not two gorgeous ladies in white lab coats.

The taller of the two had shoulder-length black hair and black lipstick, looking more like a Goth than a med student, and she eyed Max curiously, noting that his eyes seemed unable to decide on where to focus, on her or her colleague. Speaking of, the other woman also had black hair, though hers was shorter and her lips were read. Likewise, she spotted a pair of glasses that, while more in line with what Max had envisioned, also made her look even sexier.

"Are you the volunteer?" The taller woman asked, and Max nodded nervously, any expectations he may have had prior now firmly out of the window.

She stepped back into the room and motioned him inside. "I'm Finnix," she said with a smile, "and this is Audrey."

Max introduced himself following the ladies inside, Audrey shut the door and- to his surprise, locked it as well.

Before he had any chance to question it, Finnix got straight to the point. "Okay, here's the gist. We are studying the effect of various scents on the human brain. We need someone to observe so we can get the proper data. How does that sound?"

In all honesty, it sounded a little strange, but Max wasn't too worried. These were med students after all- he doubted they were going to expose him to anything toxic or dangerous. "That sounds fine," he said, and both ladies smirked at his response- it was clearly the right answer.

"Alright," Audrey said, stepping over to a small stool in the middle of the room. "Have a seat and we'll get started."

Max did as asked, taking a seat on the stool and watching as the ladies moved about the room. They picked up clipboards and pens- which he'd expected, but also a piece of black fabric that seemed somewhat out of place amongst everything else. Especially once Finnix brought it towards him.

"You'll need to wear this," she said matter-of-factly, causing Max to realize it was a blindfold.

"Why?" He managed to sputter out as she walked behind him, still holding it.

"Part of the experiment is seeing how you react to the scents without knowing what they are."

"Just trust us," Audrey said with a smile as her partner brought the blindfold to Max's eyes and gently tied it around his head. "And relax."

There was something about her tone as she said the word "relax" that sent shivers down Max's spine, and suddenly the fact that he was blindfolded in a locked room with two strange women made him feel less like he'd signed up for a medical study and more like he'd wandered onto the set of a pornographic film.

Something his cock certainly seemed to agree with.

The moment he had laid eyes on both Finnix and Audrey the damned thing had started to get hard in his pants, and though he doubted either woman had noticed, Max certainly had. And now that he was blindfolded, it was only a matter of time before one of them spotted it. He only hoped they were more focused on their assignment than on his crotch.

Max heard sounds of shuffling and footsteps, then silence before Audrey's voice filled his ears. "Alright," she said softly, her voice sounding far away with his now lack of sight. "We're about to begin. When I say so, I want you to take a

deep breath

."

This sounded simple enough, and a moment later, her voice returned, closer now, and spoke two words.

"Deep breath."

He did as he'd been instructed and quickly took a deep breath, and the moment he did, Max's nose was filled with an incredibly potent scent the likes of which he'd never before experienced. It was sweet yet powerful, and his mind reeled as he tried to pinpoint what it could possibly be to no avail.

A moment later it faded, but traces of it remained in his nostrils, almost as if it had latched onto them and refused to let go.

"How do you feel?" Finnix asked, and it took Max a moment to register someone had spoken, so overpowering had the scent been.

"Good," he said, mostly because he couldn't think of anything else to say. Max had certainly enjoyed whatever it was and honestly wanted more of it. He could only hope that would continue to be the case, as did his cock.

"Perfect," Audrey continued, her footsteps signaling that she'd stepped away. "On to the next one. Same as before, but Finnix will tell you when to start this time."

The other woman's footsteps moved closer and, a moment later, her voice filled Max's ear. "Deep breath."

Just as with the first time, Max did as he was told, and just as with the first time, the scent that greeted him was incredible. It wasn't the same as the one that had come before, yet it was just as strong and inviting and also refused to fully fade away when all was said and done.

"How do you feel?" Audrey asked, her voice soft and-sensuous? Or was that all in Max's head, as well as due to the machinations of his now slightly throbbing cock. "And please, be thorough. This is for science."

As the lingering traces of both scents hovered in his nostrils, Max struggled to think of something more substantial to say this time around. It wasn't easy- his head was starting to feel both heavy and light at the same time. "I feel..." he stumbled, but forced himself to find something to say. "I feel a little sleepy."

It wasn't much better than his previous answer, not really, but it was the honest truth. Max could fall asleep right there and then, which seemed odd as he'd been wide awake when he'd first arrived. Could the scents have something to do with it?

There was no time to ask, seeing as he could hear the sounds of pencils on papers before Finnix's voice filled the air. "That's completely normal for this sort of experiment... Now, we're going to move on to phase two, alright?"

Without even waiting for Max to answer, Audrey's voice cut in and once more said the same two words as before. "Deep breath."

Again, Max breathed deeply, drawing in a scent that could have been the first one again, he wasn't sure. What he was sure of was that this time, it didn't vanish right away. Instead, it remained there, as if whatever the source of it was was staying firmly beneath his nose.

And the longer it remained there, the stronger it grew, to the point where it was the only thing filling Max's nostrils.

The scent, whatever it was, washed over him like a veritable tidal wave, and as it did, he felt his mind growing even lighter yet heavier than it already was. Max half-expected his head to start drooping but he forced it to stay where it was- right by whatever he was smelling.

A few seconds passed before it was taken away, and Max honestly found himself holding back tears beneath the blindfold at its sudden loss.

"How do you feel now?" Finnix asked. "And what did you think of the scent this time?"

One question was hard enough to answer, but two were nearly impossible to deal with. Max's head was fuzzy, and his cock was so damn hard- they had to have noticed by now. Still, he tried his best to answer the questions, regardless of his current state. "Feel... sleepy... and... happy... and..." Another word threatened to slip out but Max forced it to remain in his head, at least for now. "It smelled really nice..."

His Frankenstein-esque response caused both ladies to giggle, and embarrassing as that was, Max didn't care. He only hoped another round was coming, so desperate to smell whatever they gave him this time.

Finnix gave the command this time, telling him to take yet another deep breath, and just as with before, the scent hung even longer, filling Max's nostrils and- he'd begun to notice, his brain. It was as if whatever they were giving him was worming its way into his mind, and even once he could no longer smell it, it remained firmly lodged there.

Yet again though, before he could truly enjoy it the scent was taken away, much to Max's dismay.

"How do you feel?" Audrey asked, and Max's mouth practically drooped open.

"Mmm," was all he managed to say at first before, much to his shock, the word he'd tried to hold back previously rolled out of his mouth and into the room. "Horny..."

Max hadn't wanted to admit it, even though it was clear to anyone paying attention that the scents had made his already hard cock even harder, and was struggling against his pants. Any attempt by his befuddled brain to tell it to relax was blocked by the scent, and he knew that bulge in his pants was likely visible to the ladies by now.

If they were surprised by this, however, they didn't say so. Instead, they jotted something down on their clipboards before Audrey spoke again. "Interesting. Tell us, do you want to jerk off right now?"

Blindfolded as he was, Max's wide-eyed expression couldn't be seen, but it was still there as the question echoed in his mind. "What?" He asked, somehow able to manage that one-word question even in his current state. He couldn't have heard her right, could he?

"It's a simple question," Finnix said, her tone stern and firm. "Do you want to jerk off right now, yes or now?"

In any other situation, Max would have said no, even if it was a lie. Hard and horny as he was, he was still in a classroom with two women he didn't know. This was no place to jerk off. And yet...

And yet, he was so fucking horny right now, and they were asking...

"Yes..."

"Yes, what?" Audrey snapped at him, causing Max to shiver.

"Yes, Audrey."

Though he could not see it, the women smiled at his answer, and the next thing he knew, his pants were being pulled off his legs, followed by his boxers, setting his hard cock free for the ladies to see.

"Wrap your hand around your cock," Finnix said, "and get ready for phase three.."

Max did so almost instinctively, taking hold of his erection and waiting for further instructions. A moment later, he felt a hand grip the back of his head and gently push it forward, seemingly even closer to whatever container or beaker or whatever housed the scent.

Before he even took a breath, he could feel the warmth emanating from within it, and this only made his cock harder.

"Deep breath," Finnix said, although he didn't need to be told that. The scent was already clawing its way into his nose, and even if she hadn't said a word odds were Max would have taken a deep breath simply to let the scent come in.

However, it was the second instruction that changed things.

"And start stroking."

Max's hand did just that, and as he took in another deep breath of the intoxicating, overpowering scent, it slid from the base to the tip and back, slowly stroking in time with his inhales.

The scent was beyond strong this time, whatever phase three was it made those that came before it seem tame. Along with the warmth he felt against his face as he inhaled, Max swore whatever was left of his brain was going to melt away. And whereas before it had been pulled away after a few seconds, this time remained for what seemed like minutes before it was gone again.

But it didn't matter. It had done its job.

His hand kept slowly stroking even as his head felt like a balloon with a brick tied to it, ready to float away even as a part of it remained heavy enough to drag him to the floor. A place Max was almost certain he was going to slump onto if this kept up. He could scarcely manage a single thought, so when the inevitable question was asked again, the best he could do was a simple gran of pleasure.

Yet if the ladies were disappointed by this, they didn't say anything. Instead, another strange but inviting warmth came over his face, followed by the second scent in even greater intensity than before, only this time neither Finnix nor Audrey bothered to give the order.

Max simply took a deep breath, stroked his cock, and drank the scent in.

It filled every nook and cranny of his nose, his sinuses, his lungs and his mind, and his free hand had to grip the stool so as to stop him from falling forward into whatever it was he was sniffing. The scent was beyond overpowering, it was indescribably amazing, and he wanted to keep breathing it in forever.

Alas, such a thing was not to be. It too was pulled away, but Max no longer cared. It was inside him now and would remain there whether he realized it or not.

Just like they wanted.

"Tell us," Audrey said softly, "are you still feeling sleepy?"

Before he could answer, Finnix interrupted. "Or horny?"

Both ladies giggled- the fact that Max had not stopped stroking his cock since being given the command proof of the latter.

"Maybe a little weak?" Audrey asked.

"Or maybe all of the above?" Finnix added, and Max found himself completely unable to formulate a response.

Mostly because he felt all of those things and more. He felt things he'd never felt before, things he couldn't possibly put into words. Instead, a single one fell out of his mouth, one which said it all.

"Yes..."

The giggles continued for a moment, and then Max felt the blindfold begin to be undone. "I think it's time for the final phase," Audrey said as Finnix removed the fabric from his eyes and allowed him to see just what had been going on in the room this whole time.

It was not what he'd expected.

There were no beakers or test tubes or containers around, but that was far from the strangest part.

Both Finnix and Audrey were topless.

Their lab coats were hanging on the wall, and their shirts as well, and though they still kept their bras on- which showed off each woman's frankly amazing cleavage, the fact they'd been topless this whole time confused the already befuddled Max even more than he thought possible.

And then Audrey stepped towards him and raised her arm, causing Max to quickly understand just what he'd been breathing in.

Her pit.

It was unshaven, with a fair amount of dark stubble as well as beads of sweat, and though he knew he should feel at least a little bit disgusted, Max realized he didn't care. In fact, the fact that he'd been huffing these ladies' armpits barely even registered.

Instead, Max found he was even more turned on.

"Now, be a good boy," Audrey said, her voice practically dripping with sex, "and smell my pheromones while you stroke your cock..."

Instinctively, Max leaned towards the offered pit, but before he could take even a small sniff, Finnix took hold of his head and pulled it towards her own stubble-covered armpit. "Now, he should smell mine first."

Audrey glared at her partner and stepped forward, pushing her hand and replacing it with her own. "He clearly got harder from mine so it's important he smell it next."

"Oh please," Finnix said, rolling her eyes. "Look at him. He's so desperate to shove his face into mine his cock is practically leaking."

Max sat there as the two of them bickered, his mind barely able to process anything except for the fact that he wanted- no, needed, to sniff their armpits again. You didn't care whose, just one of them. And soon. His cock was desperate and aching, and he knew smelling their pits would make it feel so good...

"Let's see for ourselves," Audrey finally said, turning her attention back to Max. "You wanna get real close and person with our perfect pits?"

A nod was the only response Max could give, but it was all they needed.

"Then get in here and sniff!"

Without warning, she shoved Max's face deep into Finnix's waiting pit, and the second his nose pressed against the stubble-filled crevice, his mind may as well have short-circuited. The scent was so strong here, coming straight from the source, it washed over him even as he kept stroking his cock.

And that was before Finnix's voice called down from above him.

"Be a good boy and smell my pheromones... get your face in there and take a big, big sniff... Let the scent of my pheromones drop you deeper and deeper and you stroke your cock for us...."

Finnix's scent filled Max's head, pushing aside anything and everything else that was there, and the more of it he took in the weaker and hornier he felt. Even as his hand slid up and down the length of his shaft he swore he was going to fall off the stool the scent was so strong, but Audrey's firm grip on the back of his head kept him firmly in place, and he continued to breathe in nothing except her partner's pit.

"Alright, enough," she said after a few minutes. "Get him in here so he can drop even more."

Letting him go, Audrey stepped back and raised her arm as Finnix returned the favor, taking hold of Max's head and shoving it into the other woman's armpit.

"You want this, don't you?" Finnix asked, her voice sounding miles away even though she was right behind him. "You need this... You love our pheromones... You love how they make you feel."

Max kept stroking and a groan escaped his lips. The moment it did so did his tongue, which briefly touched the stubble-covered flesh in front of him. The taste of Audrey's pit shocked his taste buds, and he quickly set it free again so as to experience it again.

"See?" Audrey giggled. "He's licking it. Told you he preferred mine."

Without a word, Finnix pulled Max out and offered her pit. "No fair. Lick mine too!"

He did just that, and similarly, the taste and scent mixed together into a potent cocktail that threatened to knock him out even as his cock was begging to explode.

"Mmm, he's good at this," Finnix said slyly, and though Max couldn't see it, Audrey nodded from behind him.

"And his cock certainly seems to enjoy it," she added. "I'd say the experiment is a success."

"Yup. Men simply can't resist our pheromones... Or at least, this one can't."

The ladies watched Max lap up Finnix's armpit, the rest of the world fading away a little more with every second. Only when they pushed him away did he recall where he was, but by then it no longer mattered. He was so weak, so desperate, so horny, the only thing he cared about was the scent of their tantalizing armpits.

"Stop stroking," Audrey said, much to his dismay, and Max let go of his now precum-dripping cock. Once he'd done so, Finnix took hold of his chin and moved his face up so he was looking at them, his dopey expression nearly causing the ladies to burst out laughing.

However, they maintained their composure long enough to get their point across. "You love this, and you want more of this... You'll do anything to experience our pits, won't you?"

"Yes..." Max uttered, his mind practically soup after the assault of their sensuous scents.