One day, the scientist comes in, ready to play with the beast again, and begins what has become an elaborate dance of seduction. She always begins fully clothed, making alluring eye contact, gyrating her hips gently, moving them from side to side, showing her femininity through the smoothness of her slow, seductive, indescribably smooth movements. She gradually slips her clothes off, beginning with her shoes, then moving on to her top... revealing something of the full-body black hose body stocking she has taken to wearing that does nothing to conceal her erect nipples.
She sways her breasts enticingly, causing them to jiggle gently, which hypnotizes the beast, and tantalizing him further.
She swings her hips and her breasts before sashaying out of her pencil skirt. Now she is wearing nothing but hose and, concealing her female nudity, some black panties. She slips these off too, and at last--although the genuine satisfaction is mingled with greater frustration--he can see her cunt, the proof that she is truly a woman, that her body was made to accept and receive a man's cock. Though she has a small dark bush, nature's modest covering for her tender, vulnerable, secret place, he can still discern the contours of her delicate, hidden little slit from its concealment under her modest, feminine thatch.
Even though her body is so soft, pillowy, pale, and vulnerable--and ultimately rather weak, every muscle she has compensated for by an abundance of warm, plush, girly flesh--she acts against her body's natural gentleness and submissiveness, teasing the beast aggressively, shamelessly. When she's fully naked, she often likes to stand before him with her arms crossed, her cunt and her clit tingling with warmth and power as she watches his hungry eyes go up and down her body, enjoying every inch of her, yet unable to seize her and consummate his burning lust.
When his eyes fixate on her breast or nipples, she pouts, lifts one or both of them up, and teases him: "Are you interested to taste what human milk is like?" She teases her nipple, moaning as she coaxes out a drop of the food her body produces, a drop of milk squeezed fresh from her large, pillowy breast. "You know, this is mainly supposed to be for mothers to feed our young, but I suppose I could let you have a taste.." after all, she had purposefully induced lactation for his sake. She'd been looking forward to this.
She squeezes her nipple, coaxing her breast until a drop of milk seeps out of her body. Then she balances the little drop of milk on her finger, and picks up a remote control from its place on the desk. Her thumb hesitates on the "disable" button. Just in case the beast tries any tricks--biting, for example--she can instantly make him unconscious, faster than he could break the skin with his powerful jaws. He's not that fast, she's noticed. His main quality that she can observe, along with his huge penis, is his brute strength. When she teases him, she enjoys the sight of his massive, powerful muscles flexing in tandem. And his cock, after all, is just a continuation of this. In a way, it's his most powerful muscle, able to bury itself deep in another person and produce life itself out of its own pleasure and dominance. Thankfully, under her watch, it never will...
She holds her finger to his mouth, her thumb hesitating on the disable button. His tongue extends, gently. His body is trembling, his cock erect.
"Don't try anything funny, mister..." she teases, glancing down at his cock. He's squeezed out a drop of pre-cum, and it hesitates at the tip of his trembling organ, a milky counterpart to the milk she has just expressed. Though it seems to take him great effort, causing him to tremble, he holds back from thrusting his cock against her. Contented with this, she moves her finger to his lips. He closes his eyes and gently tilts his head forward. His breath is hot and strong, his breathing elevated by his strong arousal.
His lips close around her finger, and she is surprised to feel how gently his tongue presses against the small drop of her milk. His face, usually contorted by frustrated lust or leering nakedly at her naked displays, now softens for what seems like the first time. His tongue very gently presses against the top of her finger, absorbing the droplet of milk into it, tasting it, savoring the woman's milk. There's an expression of relief on his features, like he is just so happy to be finally able to touch her, and take the slightest amount of pleasure from her.
His lips gently lock around her finger and she blushes as he begins to suckle from her body. The massive beast before her suddenly seems like a little calf, and she almost feels ashamed for the first time at reducing such a powerful creature to such a state.
But the feeling of warmth from his phallus pulsing near her body shakes her from this impression. She pulls her finger back from his gently sucking lips and turns away. She looks over her shoulder. His eyes slowly open and a look of glum dissatisfaction gradually replaces the warm, almost glowing look of contentment he had when he was suckling from her finger. As the feeling clears, he focuses again on her, and his eyes travel down, once more, to her ample ass. Her large butt is well shaped, each cheek wide and ovoid, and clearly indescribably soft, plump, and pale. She smiles as she looks over her shoulder, then gives her ass a gentle smack, causing it to jiggle for him.
His breath blows forcefully out of his nostrils, and she can see a vein emerge in his neck. His whole body strains to unite with her, his hips extending so far that for a moment, she's worried he might hurt himself.