A hands on kind of leader...

Friday October 21, 2022

“Jenna, what are you looking for in there?” Ron asked as he girlfriend turned around and smiled at him.

“Like, uhm, the boobie juice? giggle

Ron rolled his eyes and walked up to Jenna, grabbed hold of the string that was straining to contain her tits and gave it a pull, freeing the two mammoth mammaries from their confines.

He grabbed hold of them and gave them a squeeze, “My god, these aren’t big enough yet?” he asked as Jenna pushed her tits forward and let out a little moan.

“Nuh ugh…” she said dreamily as he continued to play with her tits.

It wasn’t “boobie juice” of course, and it wasn’t in the fridge, at least not this one. It was in fact a highly advanced nanite solution that was kept a near absolute zero in his lab in the basement, but Jenna was far too gone to understand any of that now.

He stepped back, giving one of her nipples a little tweak, “Alright, close the fridge and follow me then.”

She quickly did so and taughtered along behind him on the towering heels that she wore.

“Like, baby? Can I have some of the lippy juice too? And like, the booty juice? And, god, like, the dummy juice too!” she squealed as the questions gave way to emphatic statements.

I rolled my eyes once more as she followed me down into the basement, “God, you’re not going to be satisfied until that giant brain you used to have has been all drained out in to your lips, tits and ass, are you?”

She let out a giggle and a squeal as he came to a stop and threw her arms around him, hugging him from behind and rubbing her tits on to his back.

“Like totally babe! giggle

He almost missed the old Jenna, the Jenna that had supported him through university by working three jobs. The Jenna that had gone to university after he’d graduated and gotten a degree in biomedicine. The Jenna that had worked on the nanites by his side for ten years until they’d finally cracked the secret to making them.

But then he felt her rock hard nipples dig in to his back and he let out a little sigh. He wasn’t kidding anyone, let alone himself.

The first time had been an accident, Jenna had injected herself with the nanites as she had been convinced they were safe. And they had been, mostly. It had taken a while to notice the slight dip in her intelligence, the slight increase in her libido, the slight reversal of the aging process.

She’d figured it out before him, and the second, third, and fourth injects had been no accident at all.

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