Marisa pushed the activation button and took several steps back with her clipboard to take notes.
The pheromones started pumping and Amanda’s heart raced with nervousness. It was her second time in a week breathing the gas, but this time it was much more potent because she was breathing it directly. The object inside her vagina began to vibrate and stimulated her vaginal muscles.
It was a only a matter of seconds before Amanda felt herself becoming extremely aroused. A few more seconds and she became hypersexual. The pheromones drove her wild and the vibrating device inside of her vagina pushed her over the edge. She no longer cared that she was naked and aroused in front of her best friend and her son, the only thing on her mind was her insatiable sexual appetite.
Several minutes had passed and Amanda was on her way to a powerful orgasm.
Without warning, the prototype device inside of her vagina suddenly stopped working, leaving her in a state of complete sexual frustration.
“Oh god!!!” she yelled, pulling off the breathing mask. “This useless thing broke.”
Her legs closed and clenched tightly as if in pain.
“What are you feeling?” Marisa inquired. “Are you okay?”
Dr. Ledgard continued squirming on the chair. “It aches between my legs and I don’t think it’s going away.”
She pulled the useless object out of her vagina, not caring that her vagina had become completely gaping and exposed. After tossing it to the floor, she clenched her legs together and curled her toes.
“It’s starting to hurt.”
“Robert, I think you should help your mother,” Marisa said. “She’s in desperate need of help.”
For the first time since entering the lab, Robert stood dumbfounded at the request, and so did Dr. Ledgard.
“What!?” Amanda yelled. “That most certainly will not happen. I’ll be fine.”
She tried to act normal, but it didn’t work.
“Don’t be such a proud woman,” Marisa shot back. “Those pheromones you’ve created are highly potent and you’ve witnessed first hand the effects they’ve had on our patients. It’s important that I monitor your physical reactions, and the only person here who can help is Robert.”
Amanda tried to stand up and object to her colleague’s advice, but she found herself weak in the knees and burning between the legs. In a frustrating turn of events, she fell back onto the chair as an intoxicating level of sexual arousal flowed through her body.
“She might be right mom,” Robert hesitantly added. “You’re obviously suffering and we can’t just leave you like this.”
“And how do you suppose you’re going to help me?” Amanda asked skeptically.
“Just lay back. It’s going to be awkward at first, but I know what to do.”
Dr. Ledgard continued giving her son a skeptical look, but she didn’t have a choice. The pheromones wreaked havoc on her sexual drive and she was far more aroused than she was willing to show. She knew she had no other alternative.
As Dr. Ledgard laid back onto the lounge chair, she watched as her own son made his way towards her.
She laid there helplessly as Robert’s hand moved down between her legs. Her maternal instinct as a mother was to close it and cover herself, but she was far too aroused. She was naked and vulnerable from the pheromones, and she needed sexual relief at all costs. She allowed his hand to approach her vagina and his fingers felt like magic once they touched her womanhood.