Justin was no typical nerd. He looked like a typical nerd, tall and lanky and awkward. He dressed like a typical nerd, jeans and t-shirts and glasses. And like any true nerd, he had no real friends. The one thing that made him different from all the other nerds, the thing that made him truly special, was that he was a certifiable genius. When he was ten his parents had his IQ tested, and he was off the charts. He skipped several grades, and became the youngest member of his class at Harvard. By the time he turned eighteen, he had already graduated with honors, and was attending graduate school.
While everyone else his age made friends, and poor decisions, Justin worked on his little projects. He knew he would be a great inventor someday, and only wondered if the day had come yet. Most of his inventions were cool, but either not practical enough, or just too out there. The one that he knew would be a huge success if he could ever get it to work, was the pills. After doing a lot of research, and then a lot of chemistry most professional chemists would be baffled by, he had come up with several chemical formulas he was happy with.
The pills were meant to help sexual propriety. First, he had created a formula for a pill very much like Viagra. That one hadn't been hard, no pun intended, as there had been ample research done and products already made. Justin just had to tweak it a bit to make his own version. The other pills were more difficult, and took more time. Some of the pills were for men, and some for women, but they did similar things.
Justin made a pill that if taken over time, would increase the size of one's sexual parts. The one for men would give them a bigger dick, and the one for women would give them bigger tits. These were the hardest pills to test, as it was nearly impossible to judge such things on animal test subjects. Justin knew that he wouldn't know if these pills worked until he started human trials.
Another set of pills was meant to increase the release of orgasm. The pill for men would give the man a much bigger load. The pill for women would make it much easier for them to achieve orgasm. With these pills Justin also developed a long term and short-term version. It was hard to tell, but the trials he had done on animals suggested that these pills were a great success.
The final set of pills was meant to affect one's attractiveness to the opposite sex. Again he had made a short term and a long-term version, as well as male and female versions. They all worked the same way. These pills made the user release natural pheromones that would attract the opposite sex. These ones had been nearly impossible to test thus far.
Justin worked tirelessly, first on his formulas, and then on the actual pills themselves. It took the better part of two years to actually complete. Once he had his pills ready, he knew it was time for human trials. He also knew that there was no way in hell he would get permission to run human trials. He was too young, the science was too untested, and it would take a decade or more to go through the proper channels. Justin also knew that if he tested his products, and they worked, it wouldn't matter. The red carpet would be laid out before him, and all roadblocks would be lifted once companies saw that it worked.
Like many great scientists, Justin decided to use himself as the Guinea pig. If it went bad, there wouldn't be any consequences except those he brought on himself, and he was confident in his work. If it did work, then he would be able to test it on others without as much concern, and he would get to have some fun in the process. Justin started taking the long-term pills, and began seeing results after only a week. A month later the results were undeniable.
Justin had always been average when it came to sexual prowess. He had virtually no experience with girls, but he watched enough porn to know. His dick was an average five inches. His loads were a normal shot or two with dribbles, and he had never seemed to be very attractive to ladies. After a month of the pills his dick had grown to over nine inches, which he absolutely loved. His loads had seemed to grow even more. He now shot at least seven thick ropes of cum every time, even if he went more than once in a day.
The results he was getting were very encouraging, and he knew it was time to involve more people. Obviously the best thing to do was find some women to help out in the trials, but he didn't really know any. In high school he had been 3 to 4 years younger than everyone else, and had made almost no friends. In college he had done little better, still being a kid. The only girls he knew were his sister and her friends. They did seem like they would be a good fit for this, all being young, hot, and popular, but they also scared the shit out of him. In the end they were the only people he could even think of to ask, so he went to his sister.
Elizabeth was twenty-three, and a senior in college. She was the polar opposite of Justin. All the natural gifts he had been given mentally, she had been given physically. She had always been a top athlete, and was in school on a full athletic scholarship. But she wasn't just good at sports; she was also stunningly beautiful. She was tall for a girl, at 5'10, and her athletic build looked perfect. She had long strong legs, and an amazing ass, as well as rock hard abs. The thing that had driven Justin crazy for years however was her tits. They were huge, even for how tall she was.
Justin waited for a day that they were both at home, but their parents were out. Lizzie was on the couch, with the TV on, but mainly playing with her phone. Justin walked in and sat down, sweating from how nervous he was. He had planned it all out, but he still didn't know how she would take it.
"Uh, Liz," he began slowly, "can I talk to you for a minute?"
"Sure, what's up," Liz said without looking up from her phone.
"Uh, well, I sort of have a favor to ask you," Justin said, shifting in his seat.
"What sort of favor," Liz asked, putting her phone down and looking at him skeptically.
"Um, well," Justin began nervously, and then stopped, trying to think how best to word it. "You know how I've been saying I'm working on a special project for a while now?"
"You mean your weird chemistry stuff, ya, why?" she answered.
"Well, I've done it," Justin said, feeling proud just saying the words. "And it all seems to work really well. But now I have to do human trials, and, uh, I sort of need some volunteers."
"Volunteers for what," Liz asked.
"I need people to try out the pills I've made," Justin said. "And tell me how they work out."
"So why don't you ask your friends or something," Liz asked.
"Uh, I don't really have any friends," Justin said, turning red. "And, uh, well, I sort of need girls more than guys." Liz sighed, looking at her brother pitifully. She knew he wasn't popular, but no friends.
"Why girls," Liz asked, beginning to seem more interested.
"Well, I've already tested most of the male versions on myself," Justin said. "And they all work really well. Now, uh, I just need to try the female ones."
"You've been giving yourself experimental drugs?" Liz asked, looking surprised that her nerdy younger brother would try any drugs at all.
"Well, ya, but I did all the research," Justin said, "and they work really well. No negative side effects or anything."
"You're sure this stuff is safe right?" Liz asked.
"Ya, I mean, as sure as I can be without trying them out," Justin said. "I suppose there could be some minor risks involved, but I promise I'll pay you all really well."
"Us all," Liz repeated, "what's that supposed to mean?"
"Well, I was sort of hoping that you could get a few of your girlfriends to help out," Justin said. "I'll give them each a small stake in my company, which should be worth billions in a few years."
"Ya, ok," Liz laughed.
"I'm serious," Justin said. "Once you take the pills, and see that they work, you'll agree that it's worth that much."
"Ok fine," Liz sighed, putting her phone down, "what do these pills do?"
"Well, uh, they, uh," Justin stammered, not sure how to tell his hot older sister what he had made. "They, uh, are sort of like sex pills."
"Seriously," Liz scoffed, "you've been making Viagra this whole time?"
"No, not Viagra," Justin said quickly. "I mean, ya, I did make that too. That one was really easy. I didn't even have to do any work, just copy other people's. But my pills do other things that no one else's do."
"What kind of stuff do they do then?" Liz asked, still trying to figure out if he was serious or not.
"Well, I made a male and female version of most of them," Justin explained. "And I also made long term and short term versions. So, uh, there's one that will make a woman's breasts larger, and a man's, uh, penis larger. There's also one that increases orgasms, it works a little different for females, but they should work fine. There's also one that affects sexual stamina, and another one that affects attractiveness."
"Ok, seriously," Liz laughed. "Are you saying you made a pill that will make a guys dick bigger? And another one that will make girls have orgasms? There's no way. And I'm not going to let you sleep with my friends as some kind of sick joke Justin."
"It's not a joke at all," Justin said seriously, "I really did make them, and they really do work. And no one has to have sex with me. I just need to be given the results. So, uh, you and your friends can try them out on whoever you like, and then tell me how they worked."
"And how much do we get for this?" Liz asked.
"A stake in my company," Justin said. "Which should be worth tens if not hundreds of millions of dollars. Billions even!"
"This is all a joke, right?" Liz laughed again.
"No, I'm dead serious," Justin said, "I need your help Liz, seriously. Just tell your friends about it, and if any of them are interested, we can start right away."
"You said you tried the male ones out on yourself, right?" Liz asked.
"Ya, and they all work," Justin nodded.
"So does that mean you grew your dick?" Liz asked, and then laughed again. Justin turned bright red, and turned his head away.
"Uh, well, ya, it did," Justin said awkwardly.
"Like how much," Liz teased, still not really believing any of it.
"A lot," Justin said, and Liz was surprised at the way he said it.
"Ok, seriously, how much," Liz asked again. "I'm not the one who brought this stuff up you know. You're asking for my help, with experimental drugs no less. So you say this stuff works, then tell me. How much did you grow?"
"Fine," Justin sighed, turning even brighter red. "I used to be five and a half inches. And after taking the pill every day for about six weeks, I'm now nine and a half inches."
"No fucking way," Liz said, bursting into laughter. "That's impossible. I mean, I believe the five and a half part. But there's no fucking way you're nine and a half inches long."
