Commission: Engineered Desire
Story by AstroSecant on SoFurry
A commission for
featuring something a tiny bit different! This was such a tantalizing plot idea, I'm glad I was able to take a crack at it!
OBLIGATORY CONTENT WARNING: This story contains sexual activity between a male and female, size difference, rough sex, domination/submission, chemical influence, captivity, cuckolding, and crazy mad science dudes.
The island of Bali, in the Indonesian Archipelago. A popular tourist destination, considered one of the closest areas to paradise in the world, a reputation worthy of the title “Island of the Gods.” To Noah and Jeanne, a young couple from the States, it certainly lived up to the reputation.
“It’s so beautiful here…” Jeanne leaned against her husband as they walked through the resort area of Sanur. “The atmosphere is perfect, it feels quiet and peaceful here even with all the people around.”
“Yeah, this was absolutely the right choice for our vacation,” Noah agreed, holding her close. “Let that be a lesson to me, never question you.”
“Oh, you. We can go to Australia next time, I’m sure it’s lovely there, too. But I’ve always wanted to see this place for myself...I’ve seen pictures from friends who went and it always looked so fantastic...and it’s even more lovely in person.”
Noah was in perfect agreement - he’d always wanted to visit Australia, himself, but hearing Jeanne’s entreaty for Bali had convinced him to go that direction. Of course, he was happy to be able to go anywhere, especially with Jeanne. They seemed like the quintessential Midwestern suburban young caucasian couple, married for two years after dating for two more. Noah stood just over six feet, short brown hair and matching eyes, and had a somewhat larger presence than his personality would suggest. Jeanne was noticeably smaller than he was, just around five and a half feet tall, with long blond hair and blue eyes, and a charm about her that made her almost infectiously popular. They had a lot in common, both liked to be outdoors and kept themselves in good shape, and they were very compatible minds as well, a match that many sought for far longer than it had taken them to find each other.
It was a moment of transition in their lives, one that had made this vacation possible. A key bit of luck had come their way, winning a very nice sum of money in a lottery, not the jackpot but the ‘almost’ prize was a lot more than they had had before. It had them thinking about a lot of things, such as finding a place they wanted to live and buying a house, looking for jobs that fit exactly what they wanted rather than what they needed, and starting the ‘children’ conversation. But before they had to settle down for business, they wanted to take a nice ‘second honeymoon’ vacation, one that was financially freer than their first.
“It feels like a dream, being here…” Jeanne’s voice had been eternally suffused with wonder since they’d arrived. “There’s so much I want to see, and I can’t decide what first!”
“Then we’ll just pick something off the list and start there,” replied Noah with a kiss to her head. “We’ve got plenty of time, after all. And as long as we’re together, I think we’ll enjoy anything we do.”
“Mm, yeah...I can’t imagine anything being bad if we’re together. We should ask at the hotel, I’m sure they can tell us where to start...maybe after we’ve had a good meal tonight. How about you pick the place?”
“Sure, if you don’t mind a completely random choice.” He didn’t really care, though; he was in a wonderful place with his wonderful wife, what more could he ask for?
Somewhere, something had taken a turn. One that certainly hadn’t been part of what they’d expected or been looking for.
Slowly, Noah and Jeanne awoke, and there was no question that things weren’t right. They were each in some kind of sterile-looking lab room, separated from each other by a sizable window. Both were completely nude, no sign of their clothing anywhere in the room, or indeed anything to cover up with...the climate inside was at least comfortable, even a bit balmy, but that was scant comfort as they started to realize that they were in a very unfamiliar and uncertain situation. Neither could remember exactly where they had been or what they had been doing before they’d woken up here, there were memories from several days of their trip but also a lot of fuzziness.
“Finally, you awake!” The voice made the both jump - it was over some kind of intercom, its source unknown. It had a masculine tone to it, as well as an aggressive and slightly frantic tone that made it seem unstable, with some kind of accent but not one they could place, it didn’t seem to resemble the locals. “Good, good...now we can commence the next phase of the experiment!”
“What...what’s going on?” Jeanne was trying to remain calm, but being naked and essentially alone - Noah was there but reduced to being nothing but a spectator - she felt incredibly vulnerable, and that was not a good feeling. “Who are you? What are you doing to us?”
“You are part of a grand design, my dear. You can call me Dr. Koulas, and you will find that your presence here will be but the beginning of the greatest revolution in the history of this world.”
“What are you talking about?” Noah was only just remaining under the level of panic.
“Ah, you want the story! Let me tell you, then. For years, I studied biology and medicine, sought to find cures to the ills that plagued humanity. Struggled against politics and religion to try to do good to as many as possible. Yet, after all this, I finally came to realize: humanity cannot be saved from itself BY itself. The arrogance of mankind, haughty in its perceived position above nature itself, is an ill that no medicine can cure, and will be the cause of its demise. The destruction they will wreak in their apocalypse, though, will be cruel to the undeserving world of nature that was guilty of nothing more than failing to meet the challenge that humanity posed to it. I could not stand by and allow that!”
Noah and Jeanne exchanged uncertain looks through the window. This Dr. Koulas, if that was actually his name, was sounding more and more like a lunatic that they really did not want to be on the wrong side of...and it was a bit too late for that. Briefly Noah thought about going for the door, but he sincerely doubted that there was any chance it would be unlocked...and he worried that it might be trapped to punish him if he tried to escape. Even if he did, that would leave Jeanne alone, and he was even more worried about what might happen.
“I came to a very reasonable conclusion. Mankind’s arrogance is primarily due to its belief in its primacy, that it is at the pinnacle of all live on this world because of its mind. To conquer that and rein it in, it must have COMPETITION. And not just competition, but superior competition, an authority over it that will suppress its destructive impulses, while remaining stewards to the world that birthed them. I will be providing that competition, and soon enough, it will be able to sustain itself, if all goes according to plan...and I will be sure it does, oh, yes…”
“Competition?” Jeanne queried in a trembling voice.
“Heh heh heh...yes, you must know what I mean. In fact...I think it’s time I introduced him. Aziz! Enter!”
The door opened in Jeanne’s room, causing her to look over and then let out a shocked scream. Noah rushed over to the window, trying to see what she was seeing, and nearly cried out himself as he saw it. The creature stepping through the doorway was an overtly inhuman thing in a marginally human shape - standing on two legs, built proportionately to a human, but that was where the similarities seemed to end. Its head reminded Noah of the komodo dragons they’d seen pictures of here and there, and the powerfully scaled body superficially resembled them enough that he had a nasty suspicion that it had at one point been one. The beast was at least a foot taller than he was, with a body that was both enviably muscular and disturbingly scarred. Its fingers bore the long, sharp claws of its kind, and its feet resembled much more the reptile’s than a human’s. It retained its long, heavy tail, which was somewhat dragging behind it. At first glance, it seemed like the image of a dull-witted B movie monster, but one glance at those sharp eyes put any notion of dimness to rest - there was a keen intelligence in that gaze, both of them were absolutely certain it was as smart as they were, and all the more dangerous for it.
The door shut behind the creature, leaving Jeanne trapped in there with it. It approached her slowly, imposingly but not outright threatening. Its long tongue flicked out a bit, and then, with a deep voice, laced with a hiss, it spoke. “You are...the one chosen for me. I see…”
“Chosen? Chosen for, for what?!”
“For the start of something wonderful!” rang the voice of Dr. Koulas. “Aziz is the product of years of testing, modification, and experimentation! I am very close to having my ideal specimen of the race that will supplant humanity at the top of the world! And one thing I have been working on is a special pheromone, one that I am certain will aid in this process. But I must study the effects to ensure it works as intended...you two are my subjects in this! And you may rest assured, I have no intentions of killing or harming you...such tests would be of little value with damaged subjects! However, your cooperation will determine how quickly you are released...if you wish to be freed, you, female, must allow Aziz to breed with you!”
“WHAT?!” shrieked Jeanne. “Are you mad?! You think I’d ever let this thing violate me?! You’re out of your mind!”
“How dare you make her do something like that!” yelled Noah furiously. “If that monster touches her, there’ll be hell to pay, I promise you!”
“Heh heh...I wonder how long you’ll be keeping up that defiance? Aziz will be keeping the female company...he is under strict orders not to touch her until she allows it. You will find that he has the patience and diligence to maintain such boundaries, unlike so many insolent human males who think that females are but property for them to claim at their leisure. But I have little doubt you will see what I see in him before too long!”
Jeanne glared up at Aziz; the reptile was indeed making no move to try to capture her. “You’re going to be waiting a very long time...I’m not doing anything with you.”
“I’m with you, Jeanne,” Noah affirmed fiercely. “I’ll stand with you no matter how long this takes.”
Aziz merely smiled, a slightly creepy expression on that lizard face. “If you insist.” He stepped back and took a seat on the larger chair, his eyes still locked on Jeanne as if studying her. She rather wished he wouldn’t, but had no real way of avoiding his gaze - her body was on full display for him, all she could do was try to keep away from him and maintain her refusal. Dr. Koulas would have to realize it wasn’t going anywhere eventually...what would happen then was hard to tell, but at least she wouldn’t have the humiliation of asking for sex from something like that.
LOG #1046
As anticipated, the female and male are resistant. They prove to be one of the rare mated pairs that are dedicated to their union, unlike many I observed. This is indeed the ideal scenario - if this effect works well enough on them, then virtually any other pairing will be subject to the primacy of my creation. Holding my tongue when they insulted my dear Aziz was difficult, they display typical arrogance of the species in their belief of being above him...that will change soon enough, I am certain of it.
Their stand against their coerced participation in this crazy person’s ‘experiment’ was simple enough on paper. But Noah and Jeanne would find the practice more challenging, without truly realizing it.
Aziz was almost always in Jeanne’s room, and almost always visible to Noah as well. When he left, he always returned shortly, generally with food for Jeanne; Noah’s meals were provided by an unknown conveyance, through a slot so he could never see who or what brought it, though from the timing it might sometimes have been delivered by the reptile as well. The door never remained open long, and never without that big presence there, providing no window for escape for Jeanne, and she wasn’t keen on taking the risk of riling up such a big creature. The food wasn’t exactly five-star quality, but eating and drinking was necessary to keeping up their strength...neither one was entirely confident that the food wasn’t drugged, but between that or starvation, they saw little option but to eat.
Other than that, there really wasn’t much to do except sit around. They talked a bit through the window, but rarely much more than jut keeping each other’s spirits up - anything more personal would give the madman information about them that they didn’t want him to have. Which meant the conversations were awkward and uncomfortable, even if better than nothing. But the sheer fact that there was nothing to do at all was definitely going to cause a problem, they both knew it - boredom was as much a threat as starvation.
Aziz was always watching, no matter what they did. Not just Jeanne, he kept his eyes on Noah here and there as well, though Jeanne naturally got more attention. He didn’t speak much, but that didn’t necessarily make him less offputting...especially when he got erect. There was little doubt what was on the reptile’s mind when they saw that organ slip out of some slit between his legs, making Jeanne tremble and Noah feel anger at the offense. And that wasn’t even going into the disturbing size and shape of the thing - they were certain it had to be at least a foot long and thick as a soda can, if not more on either count, and bore little resemblance to a human’s with its pointed head and ribbed surface. They half expected him to just start flogging himself every time they saw it, but Aziz never even touched it, just let the display fade back to invisibility...though it was never long before it returned.
Odd as it was, though, they were starting to get used to Aziz. They wouldn’t exactly call it comfortable, but the lizard didn’t force Jeanne into anything, didn’t even threaten to touch her - the closest he got was delivering the food, and even then he didn’t fully approach her, just put the meal where she could retrieve it. Apart from the erections, there wasn’t really anything about him that was outright disturbing...and it was occurring to them that he had probably been experimented on quite a bit, those scars couldn’t have just been there for show. He might have been just another victim of this Dr. Koulas, at worst a patsy that didn’t know any better...thoughts like that softened them a little towards him, not enough to try to engage him but enough to forgive him a bit for his role in this.
No such grace was offered the mad doctor, but his presence was refreshingly limited - they still never saw him and that voice was a rare presence over the next couple days, only just ‘checking in,’ with remarks of confidence in his eventual success. Of course it worried them that he might take more drastic actions with continued failure, but they needed to buy as much time as possible for a potential slip-up or a flash of inspiration to get them out of this place. More and more, though, that sort of escape seemed unlikely - even if they got out, they would have no idea where they were, and would be at the mercy of the elements in their naked and unarmed states. Neither Noah nor Jeanne were survivalists; how could they manage if they were far from civilization? It was never spoken between them, but somehow they both were on the same page, there would have to be another way…
LOG #1048
The effect appears to be even more subtle than intended. However, I’ve determined that this is a good thing. A slower change is harder for the mind to detect, so their resistance to it would be far lower. I can see the transitions now, I don’t think they have any idea that they’ve been inhaling pheromones this entire time. And to think, I even told them what the experiment was about! I’m sure they were too fixated on what the activities would entail. Very soon, I know they will be giving in.
Neither Noah nor Jeanne was aware of anything, until it was too late to do anything about it.
It was a gradual effect, coming on slowly and building until the realization finally hit that something was going on. Jeanne picked up on it first, the flushed feeling and wetness in her loins that could only have been one thing: arousal. It was embarrassing and perplexing at first, getting this way in the vicinity of Aziz, trying her best to hide it from both the lizard and her husband - she really didn’t want him getting the wrong impression. She tried to ignore it, but ignoring it wasn’t helping it...she was feeling it more and more, the slow burn building beyond anything she’d ever felt before. Now she really was worried that the food had been drugged, that they’d gotten complacent and she’d missed a funny taste or something like that...the idea of a pheromone escaped her, even though the doctor had mentioned it she had no real understanding of the concept.
She did, however, start to notice that she got a bit of relief for the brief moments Aziz left her room...and a resurgence whenever he returned. And that was mortifying her - she couldn’t be reacting to this lizard, she couldn’t! Never in her life would she have thought of something like that as desirable! But it was getting harder to deny the associations, especially when there was an extra oomph of the lust when the reptile erected. And though she was consciously trying to resist, it was getting a little easier every time to look at that proud cock and feel that hunt of temptation to get satisfaction from it. Which was even worse, and she was ever more worried that Noah would find out and...she didn’t know what would happen then.
She was caught up enough in her embarrassment and distraction that she didn’t actually notice what Noah was going through...which, in large part, was much the same as she was. For the first time since their capture had started, he was getting erections, and not ones that he wanted. That heat wasn’t going away easily, getting him hard for longer periods over time. The subtle pheromones affecting Jeanne were also being passed into the room via the vents under the window, ensuring that he was getting a pretty comparable dose over time, and like Jeanne he had no baseline knowledge to realize that; he was also less aware of the association between Aziz’s presence and the arousal, instead likewise attributing it to drugged food.
But it wasn’t the arousal itself that was the biggest problem, it was what it was leading to. Surely, he wanted to believe that he was getting hot under the collar for his wife, that that was the only thing that would affect him in such a way, and for certain his desires for her hadn’t waned in the slightest...but now he was struggling with the way his eyes were starting to turn to Aziz. It wasn’t like he was trying to, but something in his mind was starting to think of the lizard as...sexy. A confusing thought, he’d never thought about a male in that way. And more confusing was that the idea of him being in the same room as Jeanne was getting less offensive, the idea of him exposing himself to her less repugnant...and the idea of what the mad doctor had commanded of them was slowly losing its gall.
As the minutes dragged into hours, they were struggling more with the unbidden desires. Neither one could bring themselves to self-relieve - somehow even the idea seemed unsatisfying. All they could do was try to hold out. They both still wanted to fight it, to not give Dr. Koulas what he was seeking...but the battle had just gotten significantly harder, and they weren’t in any state to truly figure out why.
LOG #1049
Both male and female are responding quite spectacularly. They don’t appear to notice a thing, just as I suspected. The human olfactory system is not highly attuned to pheromones, but the ones that it does pick up are not scents that are frequently consciously identified. This particular pheromone has added qualities to it that induce activation in that part of the system, and others which carry additional signals into the brain, with them being none the wiser of its presence. That they don’t realize it speaks to its effectiveness, and will be a great catalyst for the new superior race to easily assert its dominance with limited resistance!
The growing need was bad enough. But then came the dreams.
Jeanne’s sleep started off innocently enough...it was hard for her to get to sleep feeling the way she did, the need was getting quite intense and she was only barely holding herself back from fingering herself, but eventually she managed to drift off. Perhaps unsurprisingly, her dreams were a reflection of her current state, totally laden with salaciousness and sexuality. Before too long she dreamed of Noah, holding her in his arms, caressing her, entering her...she felt a thrilling high from the imagined satisfaction, pushing into him and begging for more, pleading for him to relieve her.
And then, it wasn’t Noah above her, but Aziz. The lizard was in her vision, his immense size dwarfing her, his chiseled and scarred and scaly body filling her eyes, holding her with more roughness and thrusting into her more forcefully. And she wasn’t changing her response at all, begging for him and pushing into him, wantonly giving herself to the creature without a hint of reservation or remorse. The invented sensations didn’t change much, but they didn’t have to, she was feeling a greater satisfaction and response to the replacement, and she wasn’t questioning that at all in the midst of the furious dream. Before she knew it, she was crying out in the throes of ecstasy…which were unceremoniously interrupted by her waking up, though she could feel a bit of a rush ebbing away as she did.
Jeanne wanted to be horrified at what had happened - having dreams about Aziz, in the place of her husband! It was a travesty! But the arousal wasn’t abating in the slightest, and the lizard’s body was starting to become appealing to her. Under the influence of whatever was happening...she still felt embarrassed by it, but it wasn’t really her fault, was it? Something was being done to her, she was part of this experiment, it was pushing her into something she didn’t really want, just was being MADE to want. The challenge of resisting had ratcheted up another notch for that...she slumped back down, trying to get back to sleep and regain some energy. But each time she did, Aziz was there, doing scandalous things to her, and Noah was no longer even there as an illusion.
As embarrassed as she was, though, Noah was getting double. His sleep was no less forestalled and plagued by lust, nor were his dreams any less intruded upon by Aziz. But the lizard’s impact was perhaps even more powerful...in Noah’s dreams, he hadn’t had the grace of getting involved. Instead, he was sitting or standing in place, immobilized by an unseen force, watching Aziz approach Jeanne, take hold of her, and ravish her. In his dreams, Jeanne put up no resistance, no complaint...even seemed to enjoy the treatment as much, if not more, than when he was giving it to her.
And add as it seemed, that was making him hotter. The bizarre pleasure he felt watching the reptile go to town on his wife...such things had never been part of his waking or sleeping fantasies before, but they struck with an impossible force now that he had no ability to resist. And so intense was the dream that it worked him up to the breaking point...watching the lizard pump in, and stay in, making Jeanne cry out her pleasure as she was no doubt filled with that reptilian spunk, set him off. His awakening came only afterwards, but the evidence of his shameful wet dream was all too evident on him and on the floor. He had to hastily wipe himself off with napkins from the food delivery to try to keep Jeanne from seeing. The greatest chagrin was that it wasn’t fully relieving...he was still keyed up, the lust had only receded slightly and he was sure it would be back in full force as he came down from that refractory period. Sure enough, by the time he was asleep again, he was achingly hard once more.
That wasn’t the last dream he had where he was watching his wife be claimed by the reptile, but it wasn’t the only flavor of unfamiliar desire to grace him. There were a couple of instances where Jeanne wasn’t even in the dreams, and the object of Aziz’s attention was HIM. He didn’t entirely understand it...there was a vagueness to these that made them harder to process, but he could feel the pressure of a body against him, vaguely scaled and muscular, rubbing against him...indistinct as the actions were, he woke up with evidence of another climax and the vague feeling that he’d been used. It was bizarre, another thing he’d never in his life imagined, and he wasn’t exactly thrilled to be feeling it at the point that he could afford it least...but he, too, was starting to shift from fighting to justification. Clearly, something was being done to them, and could he be blamed for that?
LOG #1050
The effect of the pheromone on the female was easily anticipated, but I must admit pleasant surprise about how well it’s working on the male. I have, of course, been unable to probe his inclinations, but it is my hope that his courtship of the female indicates a lack of interest in other males. If this is the case, then the effect truly is as I had desired - by instilling submissiveness, they may be prone to adjustments in sexual preference and subjugation by superior males, in addition to deference of mating to them. Would that I could test this with another Aziz! But one experiment at a time...perhaps if success is wrought with this one, I will have the opportunity to follow up and determine the full extent of the male’s susceptibility.
Unfortunately, it has proven too risky to create a pheromone which itself has long-lasting effects. I believe that it will be necessary to rely on individual sensitivity and long-term induction in order to have lasting effects of submission. This, too, will require an experiment, but it remains to be seen whether these subjects will be suitable candidates for this.
The dreams only served to make things worse for them once they finally got enough sleep that their bodies wouldn’t accept any more. The lust that had raged within them was as bad as ever, and now they had the added pressure of the growing attraction to Aziz to deal with. At this point, they could barely even think straight, the haze of need getting to them worse than ever, making them think things they never would have imagined thinking just days before. It was clear that their once-firm resolve was fragmented and unsustainable now, the pheromone working its magic with ruthless effectiveness.
At this point, their needs were no secret to each other anymore - they could both see the state the other was in, knew that they were each experiencing the same thing. Neither could muster harsh judgment over it, not when they were in the exact same state...this was no doubt set up, even through the haze they knew the guilty party lay outside of them. Even that, though, was making them more pliable, reducing the sense of consequence to the action - if they were already forgiving, then the sin already seemed distant.
Aziz seemed to know they were breaking. But the eternally patient reptile didn’t push in the slightest. He could have, it would have been all too easy to apply that last bit of pressure, but he didn’t, letting Noah and Jeanne stew until they could take no more. They went through the motions, sitting up next to each other against the window...but their eyes were more on Aziz than they were each other, drawn to him and unable to truly fight against what they now knew they needed.
It was when he displayed his potent erection once more that the two finally crumbled. The raw scent of the male hit their noses, and it was too much...Jeanne let out a little shiver, and then stood. “N-noah...I...I need…I need him...”
That was all it took for Noah to slip as well, hearing that plea...it didn’t matter whether he gave permission or not, but it tumbled from his mouth nonetheless. “Do it, Jeanne...please…let me...see you give yourself to him...”
The last barrier broken, Jeanne stood on shaky legs and slowly stumbled towards Aziz. The reptile’s expression was pleased, maybe even a bit smug, though it was hard to tell for sure with such a different face. One thing was certain, though - he was just as eager as the two of them. He stood up rather rapidly as Jeanne neared him, catching her as she sort of stumbled into him. His grip was firm yet surprisingly gentle; the sheer power he possessed was also one he controlled very well, and Jeanne felt a bizarre security in that contact. Was that the lust talking, or was Aziz just that way naturally and she had been too repelled to see it?
Answers were not going to be forthcoming for the nonce, as Aziz’s hold became a push, walking her over to the center of the room. He let go of her briefly, but only to bring the cot into the center of the room, making sure Noah would have a full and clear view of everything that was happening right front and center. The male human shuddered as he watched Aziz lay his wife down on the cot, head pointed towards him, legs spread wide to display her dripping desire to the reptile - in full view of himself, where he could see both her and whatever Aziz did to her, without any capacity or wherewithal to stop it. And just that thought brought a shiver to him, a twinge to his erection which his fingers unconsciously went down to brush against.
The more Aziz touched her, the less Jeanne felt any reservation about him. How much of that was her need for him and how much was just that he wasn’t as unpleasant or vicious as he looked was hard to say, but she was now pushing into his hands as they gripped her thighs from below, spreading them just a little more to expose her flooded pussy to his. His tongue was darting out, she could almost feel the air moving as he sampled the air around her, not quite touching her but setting her alight with anticipation. His clawed hands kneaded her thighs as if to try to relax her, and he was making low growling or hissing noises of something that must have been desire or satisfaction, which sent primal shivers through her body, almost like his contentment dictated hers.
And then, Aziz’s head tilted down, and she felt that forked tongue dart into her open folds. That first touch was slight, but oh so sweet, the intense need for release making her moan loud and deep as a primal pleasure coursed through her. Then it came again, Aziz’s tongue shooting out and getting deeper and lingering longer, turning the moan into an open-mouthed cry as the hot, wet organ stroked against her sensitive inner flesh. Again it was quick, but the time spent absent that tongue was shorter, and once again his next incursion went deeper, delving well inside her and this time remaining embedded, shifting back and forth within her.
Jeanne’s fingers clutched the side of the cot as Aziz worked himself deeper, eyes closed tight and head and back arching as the reptile went to work on her. Her cries were getting louder by the second as her tortured snatch was finally getting the attention it was been craving, in a way she never would have imagined just days ago. Nothing had ever been like this, she had been given quite satisfying treatment from Noah more times than she could count, but this was on a different level - Aziz’s tongue was far longer than Noah’s tongue, hell it was longer than Noah’s cock was, and as a consequence could reach far deeper inside her than anything ever had before. She was semi-consciously trying to push into him, to feel him go even deeper, to provide her the blessed relief that her body had been seeking desperately since its genesis. All that wetness that was leaking from her was being rapidly drawn in by that tongue, replaced with the lizard’s warm saliva which she could swear tingled slightly where it touched.
Noah’s eyes, on the contrary, were wide open, fixated on the scene in front of him. the inhuman beast pleasuring his wife with purpose, as if it was HIS wife rather than a stranger. Seeing him going to work was something both bizarre and compelling...he had seen that lengthy tongue working deeper and deeper inside, far longer and more flexible than a human’s without being too terribly much thinner, engineered to be far more effective for this purpose than his own. Was he more envious of Aziz for having it, or of his wife for getting to experience it? He didn’t know, but as Aziz’s snout pushed against Jeanne’s pussy, he knew she was getting something amazing in her and it was making him all the more feverishly aroused, masturbating to the sight and only dimly aware of it. And he could swear Aziz was looking up at him here and there, like he wanted to make sure Noah was watching…
His attention still seemed fully directed at Jeanne, though, pushing that tongue as deep as it could go, lancing up against her cervix and making her gasp out louder from the unprecedented contact. That reptile snout was pushed against her entrance, allowing him to get in as deep as he wished, and he was getting a good faceful of her fluids against it which seemed only to encourage him. His motions came faster, pressing and dragging and darting in again, each motion different from the previous one, making it impossible to know where she was going to feel the pleasure next...Jeanne’s cries suddenly spiked, her body bucking a bit as she felt a mini-orgasm rush through her, that tongue spurring a surge in pleasure amplified by the furious lust that continued to rage within her. She tried hard to clutch down on that impressive tongue, which slipped through the grip of her vaginal muscles almost tauntingly, continuing to stimulate her even at the peak of her response.
And it didn’t stop, not even after her brief teasing climax subsided. He still continued to pleasure her, lavishing as much attention as ever, his tongue never flagging despite constant continual use. Noah could hear clear as day through Jeanne’s breathless cries the guttural almost-purring sounds coming from Aziz as he fed off of her nectar, something that had been once reserved for him exclusively...and all he could think was that he wanted him to savor it, and to continue to give Jeanne the ecstasy she deserved. He was aware he was pleasuring himself now, but wasn’t stopping, in fact keeping himself in the mood by slowing down from time to time, letting himself fall back to almost zero before picking up the pace again. It seemed wrong, somehow, to reach his release before she did...or maybe before Aziz did, he wasn’t sure.
For Jeanne, it was both wonderful and torturous. Wonderful because of how incredible it felt, how high Aziz was bringing her...torturous because at the same time her body wanted more with each lash of that tongue against her passage, begged for him to continue and escalate. It felt like she had barely come down from that first spike of pleasure before the second one hit, and she definitely had not before she was starting to feel the next. Each build-up made her need climb further...all this was was priming her further, making her wish for more of the lizard.
Whether Aziz was aware of that or not, he kept working her, kept stimulating her, kept bringing her to new heights. She had never been this keyed up, her white-knuckled grip on the cot almost seemed like she was trying to break it as she pushed into him, tried to get that tongue even deeper than where it was. Jeanne was almost scrambled now, everything was fuzzy except that tongue ravishing her, bringing her to new peaks quite quickly now, her cries getting more and more breathless as they came closer together. It started to seem like it would never end, she’d just have that tongue working her forever, an eternal cunnilingus that would break her into a babbling ball of ecstasy…
And then it stopped. Aziz finally pulled back, his long tongue licking at his snout to pick up more of the wetness that Jeanne had left on him. As he rose up, Noah saw the lizard’s erection in all its long, thick, pointed and ribbed glory, looking wet and leaking a bit at the tip. What had at first been a disturbing sight to his eyes now was anything but, now he couldn’t help but be awed at the size and shape of it, probably twice the length and girth of his own...a fitting piece for a powerful creature like him. He felt his breath catch a bit as he realized how much he was staring at it, and then realized that Aziz had seen him staring. His face flushed as he saw the slight grin from the lizard - not degrading, just knowing and confident, like he knew how much Noah wanted to see it...maybe more than see it.
But then his attention turned back to Jeanne, who was panting, shivering, disheveled on the cot, sweaty and moaning, still feeling the tension in her body from how much that tongue had wrung out of her, still feeling the burning need to get more. As Aziz leaned over her slightly, enough for his heavy clawed hands to grip the side of the cot, her eyes opened to see the reptile over her, leaned back enough to make the sight of his cock at her folds obvious to Noah, but still looming over her so fiercely...her eyes darted down to see his cock close to her snatch, looking even bigger and more desirable to her than it did to Noah as it prepared to lay claim to her. He wasn’t rushing, there was an opening for her to try to push away or put up some kind of protest or resistance...but there was no chance of that, she needed him more than she’d ever needed anything, and all she did was spread herself just a bit wider, silently begging to be taken, to have the sensual beast fill her properly and relieve this undying arousal.
Her wish was granted, though not with the vigor than Jeanne was anticipating. That pointed tip pulled back, lined up and wedged into her sodden lips, and then slowly but insistently pushed inside her, spreading her to a degree she’d never felt in her life. He stopped after a couple inches, but she could feel the full girth of it distending her entrance, something that felt like it should have been painful but there wasn’t even the remotest hint of such a thing. Quite the opposite, the stretch itself felt bizarrely enjoyable to her, making her squirm and writhe around on the cot in barely-controlled bliss. More than anything, she wanted to feel more of him, as much of him as she possibly could, and if she had had the control to she might have shoved herself towards him to get him inside to sate her lust-induced craving.
But Aziz remained the one in control here, and he took his time - whether savoring the experience or simply mindful of potential harm, he was far more measured than one would have imagined a creature who had been so obviously lustful himself for several days. He continued his insertion after that short holdup, letting the full measure of his girth ply Jeanne open deeper inside, taking it step by step with briefer pauses in between. Almost too slow for the needy human, except she was getting bolts of pleasure with every new breach. The shape of Aziz’s tool was foreign and novel, the ridges on the underside were so unusual and she could feel the texture get more noticeable when he moved...even at this slow pace it was amazing, and there was promise that faster would be even better. She had never in her life found herself wanting from what Noah had given her, her husband was good at treating her right, but it was hard to imagine him matching something like this.
Sentiments Noah was echoing in his own mind as he watched Aziz claim his wife. The lizard paused again when he was about halfway in - were it him, that would be as deep as he would get, yet there was still so much turgid flesh waiting for her. It seemed like too much, yet, at the same time he felt like he needed to see it go all the way in, to give Jeanne everything she needed to sate her needs. He could see that stretch in her body to some degree, already she was getting what was certainly more of an intense experience than he could manage, at least with his natural equipment. It was odd, feeling so fixated on another man’s cock, yet that wasn’t diminishing his arousal in the slightest...he had resumed stroking his stubborn erection, which seemed to have forgotten all about his climax just a couple minutes ago. As he did, he could swear he saw Aziz’s eyes flick up to him, as if he was trying to make sure Noah was watching…
Jeanne’s hands clung to the cot as Aziz started to pull out, drawing out just a couple inches before pushing in, getting a little bit deeper and letting her feel the rubbing of those ridges more the way they were meant to be. Her back arched again, head craning back once more as her mouth opened wide to release a desirous cry as she hit another minor climax, her body getting keyed up for even more now. Aziz was still going at a measured pace but she was definitely feeling more of what he was capable of now, that stretch and release of her inner walls making her shudder and the sheer pressure of his thick cock ensuring that every bit of him stimulated her wildly every time it reached her. She was starting to feel the tip push up against her cervix, almost inside it, leaking its sticky wet preseed around it, and there was still more of him to go inside...he was so big, but it felt like it was perfectly designed to make her feel nothing but ecstasy, and Jeanne wanted her body to accept everything he wished to give her.
Aziz’s measured thrusts continued for a couple minutes, working the parts of Jeanne that he could easily reach and stimulating her to another pair of miniature peaks along the way. He seemed keenly interested in her pleasure, and there was an obvious satisfaction in his features whenever she hit one of those pinnacle points...at the same time, Noah could tell this wasn’t even close to the apex, he could see the intensity in Aziz just waiting to be let out. Then he stopped again, or mostly stopped, Noah could see him shifting just the tiniest bit, like he was testing something...and then Aziz pushed forward, more insistently, and Noah’s eyes widened as he saw the rest of the reptile’s cock enter into his wife, pushing in more forcefully until his body met hers. For once, the lizard’s controlled countenance broke, and he let out a hissing cry at the same time that Jeanne called out her next mini-climax...it was a primal scene that sent a shudder down Noah’s spine, like something out of a twisted fantasy story, all it needed was a wild forest backdrop to seem just perfect.
Jeanne had never felt so full in her life, and never knew she could have wanted or liked it so much. Aziz’s tool had breached fully into her, that immense strain going so deep within her and feeling like heaven...she could feel it shifting inside her with her movements and even her breaths, heavy as they came. At this point, she didn’t care whether it was right or reasonable or not, whether something had been done to her by Aziz or the mad doctor or whomever, it felt too good, like it was just one of those things that her body needed to address the ceaseless arousal she had been suffering.
Aziz started to move again, but this time the vigor in his motions was unmistakable. He pulled out several inches and then thrust in again, far faster and with more force, and this time didn’t slow down. Every time he drew out, he went right back in to his full depth, sparing no effort to conquer that uncharted territory. And now Jeanne was truly feeling the glory of those ridges to their full effect - they rubbed vigorously against her, a sharp contrast to the smooth dorsal side of his cock, providing a battery of wonderful sensation. The best part was one of the ridges reaching deep enough to rub against the dilated ring of her cervix, providing a nice sharp jolt of pleasure to that sensitive spot. In the haze of pleasure, she was losing focus on anything except the sensations of Aziz moving inside her, soaking her with his pre, her own joining and mingling with those bestial emissions.
Noah was entranced, utterly incapable of looking away. The sight was as compelling as it could be, that powerful creature proving his dominion in every way now. He could see the intensity in Aziz’s eyes, and the lizard was making much more noise now, grunting and hissing in pleasure and force as he drove into Jeanne, almost looking too powerful to be safe. Those scarred muscles were straining a bit more, his raw power more and more on display as he bucked into Jeanne, heavy breaths getting deeper and faster. And all he could do was watch, all he wanted to do was watch and pump his own cock with his hand, clinging to the window frame as he worked himself into a lather.
Jeanne soon felt it, a fierce throbbing that joined in the intensity of Aziz’s thrusts...he was making her wetter and wetter, she could feel him shooting more precum and smearing it all around her pussy and deep into her womb. Somehow it tripped an instinctive understanding, he was close, he was about to reach his release...and whether it was that same instinct or a conscious effort, her body tightened down around him, squeezing him to try to trigger that climax and give her what she craved. Once again, Aziz let out his almost-feral cry as he slammed in once more, the hardest thrust that sent Jeanne over the edge, and they came together in violent ecstasy, her juices overwhelmed by the rush of his reptilian cum pumping directly into her womb. And Noah, on the other side of the glass, quietly gasped and moaned as he brought himself over the edge as well, spilling his second load onto the floor of his isolated lab room, separate yet spiritually in tandem with the other two, watching with excitement as Aziz pumped Jeanne full with his batter.
That warmth, that sensation of thick wetness deep inside her, was unlike anything Jeanne had ever imagined. It was impossible to compare to her past experience, nothing had ever gone this deep and filled her up so robustly. It was absolute heaven for relieving some of that need, though, without question - it felt right on a visceral level, like she’d gotten exactly what she wanted. Yet, it wasn’t all relieved, she could still feel that desire, tamped down from critical need but still a fierce presence in her. At this point, though, she was no longer fighting it, no longer caring...she was past that point by a mile.
So was Noah, who could hardly even muster any disbelief that he’d just jerked himself to watching an engineered beast of a male fornicate with his wife, much less distress. He felt a sense of deep-seated relief that it had finally happened, and was almost looking forward to seeing it commence again. The tiny prickle of concern that this might impact how she responded to him going forward was the only thing not entirely agreeable to him...but it was immaterial now, wasn’t it? It wasn’t like it could be undone. It would just mean he’d have to try harder to make her feel just as good…
Neither of them were quite ready for what Aziz did next. The lizard pulled out of Jeanne quite suddenly, and then wrapped his arms around her and lifted her up bodily, her weight carried effortlessly by him. He strode up to the window, turning her in his arms, and then pressed her up against it, not painfully but with enough force that she wasn’t in danger of dropping. It was right in front of Noah, who nearly toppled backwards when they got up close. Being able to see his wife so near and having no way of touching her was surreal, which made it pretty fitting for this whole surreal experience...but he got the impression that it was deliberate, meant to make a statement to him. He looked at Aziz, and those slitted eyes were almost boring into him, getting deep within his heart and soul…
And then he bucked upwards, and Noah’s eyes widened as he got an eyeful of that dick roughly driving into Jeanne. Aziz wasn’t taking it slowly this time, but it was clear he didn’t have to, as that entire spire sank into Jean’s snatch without any difficulty, and with nothing but ecstasy on Jeanne’s voice as she pushed into the window and cried out her bliss. Aziz’s focus remained on Noah, though, his gaze not wavering from the male human as he took the female once again...almost like he was trying to make a statement to Noah, a wordless declaration of conquest, not just of her, but of him.
Whether that was the intention or not, that was how Noah perceived it...and he sank into it, breaths getting heavier as he once again started to jerk himself, getting down onto his knees to look up at that thick lizard cock embedding itself into Jeanne’s pussy as well as take in that piercing gaze. Aziz’s cock was almost pressed against the glass, as close as it had even been to Noah, he could hear the squelch of their mingled fluids as it pushed in and could see the splatter of wetness against the glass. The arousal was spiking for him again, his heart pounding almost through his chest, deep breaths taking in more of that pheromone that continued to flood his brain. It was now that he was starting to realize he wasn’t just getting a thrill out of the idea or even the reality of the reptile claiming his wife...it was also Aziz himself, that powerful and handsome body, those powerful features, that massive and grand tool thrusting into his wife, and him wishing he could get a more personal introduction to it. He’d never had thoughts about men before, it just wasn’t him, but something held him in rapture here, and he didn’t have the wherewithal to question it.
It was a unique position for Jeanne to be in, held up against something and thrust into from below...no one she’d been with had had that kind of strength in the first place. But Aziz was no ordinary male, he didn’t struggle in the slightest with her and was never breaking stride as he pounded away into her. It was the kind of rough pounding that she had been anticipating when he’d started into her, but her body had attuned to it and put up no protest, and it was scratching that itch wonderfully, giving her wave after wave of pleasure that was overpowering her, making her shiver and tremble with bliss as breathless cries escaped her. His scaly body pressed against her, enough to keep her against the glass without discomfort, his arm under her breasts and keeping a secure hold on her. From her position, she couldn’t really see Noah, though she was a bit too lost in the euphoria to be trying.
Aziz finally broke his gaze with Noah, his eyes closing as he ramped up the intensity. Jeanne’s body clutched around him, almost pleading for more of his seed, and he responded with harder thrusts, going in to the deepest depths and refusing to slow for even a moment. The thrusts were getting wetter as both of their fluids became more prolific, squirting and splashing from the thickness displacing it. Noah wished he could taste it, could just lick up and down that cock as it pounded inside, savor the taste of his wife mingled with this studly beast...that thought was enough to send him over the edge, and he moaned loudly as he came again, his white spunk bursting over the floor in front of him, long streaks splattering onto the cool surface.
Jeanne was there just as Noah’s climax finished up, suddenly crying out breathlessly, her body convulsing around that beefy tool as she loosed her wetness all over it. And then Aziz let out another of those powerful cries as he rounded off the orgasmic circle, another heavy rush of reptilian jizz pumping deep into Jeanne, a little bit of it dribbling down around his cock and out onto the window. Noah watched almost mesmerized as he could swear he could see the outline of the reptile’s cock inside Jeanne...maybe it was just an illusion but he could swear he could see a slight pulsing, and he was imagining each gush of thick semen pouring deep inside his wife, maybe filling her to the brim.
In the heat of what was happening, they had almost forgotten about the whole circumstance around them that had brought them to this point...that was quickly corrected as the speakers crackled to life. “Very good, very very good! I knew you two would come around before too long!” Dr. Koulas sounded almost smug enough to break the cloud of bliss hanging over the two...almost. “Now you know the greatness of my dear Aziz, to provide you with such enjoyment!”
Neither responded at first, not even really sure what to say. Eventually, Noah managed to find his voice. “You...got what you wanted. Does that mean...that we’re done?”
“Oh, I haven’t gotten what I wanted yet. This is only the first step...after all, the purpose of the experiment is for Aziz to breed the female!”
Jeanne’s eyes opened wider, as the ramifications actually hit home clearly now. It wasn’t just about sex, he meant...literal breeding! But as she moved to open her mouth in protest, Aziz’s clawed fingers tweaked her clitoris just roughly enough to break her focus and bring the arousal back to the forefront a bit. Noah could have said something, but was a bit too dumbstruck to do so.
Dr. Koulas continued despite the lack of response. “Well, that IS the goal, but it remains to be seen if my designs have made Aziz compatible. I have a variety of minor tweaks to apply in the event of failure, but it may require more intensive manipulation...I believe I will know within a month whether that will be necessary or not! And if I know before then…” The doctor gave a gleeful laugh. “Then perhaps I will have time to run some OTHER experiments! Aziz! Continue!”
The speakers went dead again, leaving both humans a bit shaken by the new revelation and the realization of just what they were in for. But when Aziz pulled almost all the way out of Jeanne and then drove back in, the sudden rush of pleasure deadened that disconcert and brought her back under the spell, with Noah following soon after. The strength of the pheromone was overwhelming, they had no means of fighting it...but they were still together, and as always, together they could enjoy anything.