Author's Note: Thanks for all the comments everyone. This is my first foray into erotica and its been lots of fun so far letting my imagination go wild.
In response to some of the feedback, this is basically a story that teaches the moral "who says you can't save the world by fucking around?" And if the moral is anything to go by, we really can't expect the protagonist to be particularly intellectual or conscientious. If I were to describe Michael's state of mind, he's basically bloody happy to be given a second lease of playboy life and, if this involves being possessed by alien microbes that let him fuck women into oblivion, all the better.
Ok, back to the story telling, for whatever its worth. Enjoy!
[Amanda]
Coming to her senses, Amanda's eyes fluttered open. Her body felt like she had just swam 10 miles in the open ocean, every muscle ached. On the plus side, there was a very pleasurable throbbing coming out of her pussy which told her that she had just received a very good fucking.
What?! Fucking... Omigod. That's right... one of the intruders... he came up to me and all I could do was watch as he fucked my brains out! I wanted to stop him but my body just refused to answer to my commands! Oh, but he fucked me good... Shit! What am I thinking!? Where is Michael?
Shaking her head in an attempt to clear the post-orgasmic stupor, Amanda struggled to her hands and knees and looked around. The scene around her made her heart sink.
Michael was lying on his back, moaning and coaxing a hot Latino that was riding vigorously up and down his cock. Since he was only lying a few feet away, Amanda could clearly see the pussy juices that were streaming down Michael's cock, and hear his grunts of pleasure whenever the woman sank down on his cock.
A woman's screams of orgasm drew Amanda's attention to where Rachel was being fucked missionary style by the male intruder who had just a few minutes ago been pounding Amanda's pussy. As much as Amanda hated Rachel's guts, she had been the only real hope of stopping these intruders. That she was lying there getting her brains fucked out meant that the situation was truly hopeless.
It was then that the smell of blood and guts hit her. Tears came welling up uncontrollably as she realised that her team mates were lying in pieces around Michael's penthouse. Just as grief threatened to overcome her, Amanda suddenly remembered something that might allow her to change the game.
The vial! The one that Michael gave me last week... where is it?! I left it in my webbing... If I can find it there's still hope!
Trying not to draw attention to herself, Amanda glanced around the room, searching for her shed tactical webbing. She found it strewn together with some of her clothes near the entrance to the en-suite bathroom. Hope stirred in her chest.
I need to get to that vial!
Attempting to leave the impression that she was still not in control of her senses, Amanda rose unsteadily to her feet, before deliberately lurching over and falling on her face. The blond turned her gaze to Amanda, concluded Amanda was no threat, and returned her attention to the award winning sex scene between Rachel and the male intruder.
Amanda made full use of the opportunity and started leopard crawling unsteadily towards the bathroom. Within moments, she had managed to crawl past her webbing, withdraw the vial from a belt pouch, and make her way into the bathroom.
Out of sight of the intruders, Amanda rolled into a sitting position and inspected the vial. It looked intact, and the milky substance within seems uncontaminated.
Thank goodness I had the foresight to ask Michael for this.
Carefully, Amanda un-stoppered the vial. Immediately, the powerful scent of sperm hit her and she was almost overcome by a wave of lust.
Woah, Michael's cum really packs some wallop!
The vial contained a substantial quantity of Michael's cum, accumulated over 10 days of ejaculation. Unseen within the milky substance were billions of nanites, in stasis, awaiting introduction into a host. The collection of Michael's DNA changing sperm had been Amanda's idea. Amanda had been adamant that she wasn't going to get into a relationship with her boss, and since Michael had an endless supply of hot women to keep his lust contained, both of them had managed to survive the past weeks without getting naked in the sack. That said, Amanda recognised the potential benefits of the superhuman abilities that came with being one of Michael's lovers. She had therefore convinced Michael to prepare a "super serum" for her, just in case things went to hell; as was the case today.
Michael had gone along with the idea. To be safe, and recognising that if the serum was needed, things must be pretty bad, he had taken special efforts (10 of them to be precise) to accumulate sufficient nanites to increase the chances that whoever consumed the serum would gain tremendous abilities. Of course since evolution was essentially a random process, there was no guarantee that this would be the case.
Ok. Here goes nothing. If this doesn't work, both Michael and I are going to be totally screwed... Again.
Holding her breath, Amanda gulped the contents of the vial down in one swallow. There was a slight burning sensation as the cum travelled down her throat. Then suddenly, a blast of warmth and lust hit her out of nowhere, surging out from her crotch, enveloping her entire body.
"Uhhhh!" she moaned, unable to control herself and slumping to the floor.
The world started to spin, and just before she blacked out, Amanda wondered if perhaps she should have tried to fuck Michael when she had the chance.
[Rachel]
