Chemistry Lessons: Base Reactions
#5 of Chemistry Lessons
I knew some day I would be faced with K's other "projects" but I was absolutely unprepared for the emotions I would feel when I was finally faced with my foes.
The visits from the scientists began slowly, one or two a week. They wanted me to play dress up, play a role for them, and I was pleased to do it. K even kept his promise and allowed me control over my own orgasms again.
I was free with my body and quickly came to love being with these strange men. Men I had once worked with, men who respected my science, and now they treated my body with utter disdain and contempt. I loved it. I loved being their little whore.
The horse from the faculty event had rented me out for a long weekend. I was excited to hear that he wished to have my company for that long, but when the time came to leave with him I found that I wasn't the only other person invited to the party.
When K brought me up from my room there was a small lizard girl, barely legal, also sitting waiting. I looked at her and felt a predatory growl growing deep within me. I stood behind her, looking down on her tiny frame with contempt and deeply considered lurching forward and snapping her tiny neck but I knew K would be displeased with me if I did.
With a reserved sigh I sat across from her and waited for our equine host to pick us up.
The ride to his ranch was quiet, tense, and I brooded the entire time. Why wasn't I enough for him? What did he want with this reptilian whore.
I kept staring at her trying to decide what was so special about her. I didn't see anything particularly wonderful. Her body was tight, but scales were a turn off for me. There was something about her eyes though, something about her voice that made me feel even more venomous.
She was shy, defeated, even more so than I had been when the changes first happened. There was something very sad about this girl... and so familiar. Was she one of my past students? Someone I knew from the university? Where did I know her from... where did I know HIM from.
Of course, K was a fan of the gender switch, the utter physical change this had to have been a man at some point.
I stared into her eyes and thought deeply and when I heard her squeal as our equine host tugged her from her seat in the car I knew where I met this young one before.
He had been the lizard boy who dared touch me without K's permission. He had been changed, but now that I looked more closely not all that much. She had soft hips, but was still very small, the waist had shrunk and small breasts had formed but she maintained a very childlike androgynous form. That squeal was the same as I had heard when my Master slammed deep into his ass. She was as much as a bitch as he had been that night. Skittish and scared and it made me joyful to see her getting roughed up by our host.
The outfit that she was wearing was humiliating, even by my standards. he had requested I wear a little flapper outfit; a peach colored fringed dress with matching heels that laced up my legs.
She was wearing what amounted to little more than a glorified genie in a bottle pajama set. The almost see through pants where a pale pink and barely covered anything. She wasn't allowed to wear a bra or panties under them and the pale cream colored top did nothing to hide the tiny hard green nipples underneath. She wasn't allowed shoes either and her tiny reptilian toes dug into the carpet beneath her nervously.
Our host spoke calmly, evenly. "You, lizard, you will be on cleanup duty and will amuse my company while Miss Ian amuses us with her wily ways." He smiled at me, almost kindly and I blushed hard curtsying to him out of habit.
I turned to the lizard girl with a satisfied smirk, she would be my clean up crew. The little lizard whimpered and followed behind meekly and the horse turned to her, "You should crawl the whole time too... I don't want your dirty lizard feet to ruin my carpet."
She got on all fours and followed behind as we entered a small parlor room with a large open space in the center of the floor with a tall pole which I was motioned towards as slow, sensual music started. I looked to our host who wordlessly motioned for me to dance, to strip, to give his friends an eyeful.
I stood next to the pole and slowly began spinning around it, shaking my hips the fringe shimmying with me. I turned and pressed my back against the pole, resting the steel cylinder between my round ass cheeks giving the men a great look at my assets. I slid up and down the pole suggestively, grinning seductively at the room full of men and brushed my hands over my breasts gently.
There were only four men in the room including the host, but it seemed like a million sets of eyes on me the way they drank in my body. Their eyes were so full of passion I was driven to give them all I could before letting them lay a hand on me.
I tugged the fringed top down over my breasts baring them slowly, they bounced quickly as I slide the dress down my body and stepped out of it. I swung around the pole freely now, dancing around it as if it were my lover.
My eyes scanned the room for a good place to dance over to, to spread myself wide and open to them, inviting them to come and enjoy my body. The horse nickered and I snapped my eyes to him and he nodded for me to come to him. I slowly danced my way over to him, making flirty eyes at the other men and casting a scathing glaze over towards the lizardly maid.
He pulled his tremendous cock out of his slacks and stroked it once or twice staring at my body.
"Don't just stand there and stare, slut. Ride my cock."
I nodded and shivered with excitement and quickly straddled him. I winced at the pain of his huge cock as it was buried deep within me filling me to a point I thought I would explode.
He nickered quietly, resting his head back his mane splaying out behind him as I rode him slowly.
The lizard girl knelt to the side, watching with great interest. She shot me a look or two of jealousy as the horse fucked me deeply. I smirked and rode him harder, faster glancing down at the little pathetic bitch.
"You, lizard girl... make use of that long forked tongue and lick my friends cocks. I want you to clean up their cum no matter where it winds up with that tongue." He thrust deep into me, a low growl echoing from him as he watched out of the corner of his eye as his friends converged on the little lizards body stroking their cocks with evil grins.
It was obvious they had planned on cover the little lizard in their sticky seed and they all seemed to be ready to explode from the moment she lay on the floor at their feet.
They each came quickly, their hands flying over their erect cocks quickly expertly, their hot ropes of cum sticking to her chest and stomach and legs.
My horse lover and I watched as she began whimpering, licking at the sweet sticky seed from her body. The men sat and watched carefully, their eyes wide with lust and rage as she licked herself clean and then flipped over and began licking the spots of cum from the floor where it had splashed around her.
The horse cock within me shocked me as it spasmed watching her on all fours licking the antique carpet in his den. He groaned loudly and thrust deep into me before pushing me off of him and waving us away.
"That's enough of the two of you for tonight. Off to the servants quarters and rest well... we have big plans for you tomorrow."