Professor Alexander was understandably troubled. His son Kevin had become insatiable and filled with an uncontrollable sex drive that had him attacking local women to satisfy his growing urges. “If only I could develop a treatment to remove the harmful urges, and leave the more tender nature of love unaltered”. The professors hopes stemmed from a desire to one day have an heir worthy to pass on the family fortune. His son Kevin would need serious attitude changes to even be considered, but a grandson to be raised and nurtured into a fine upstanding member of society would be a crowning achievement. Kevin had always been trouble, but despite all the hardships he had created on his father, he was still his son.
Hormone balance was the key to controlling the rage within his son. “If I can control the rage, I can stop the attacks, and give my son the opportunity to live to his full potential”. The thoughts raced through his mind and caused him countless nightmares. Years of using his money and social influence to keep his son out of jail had made the brilliant scientist old and gray before his time. After the death of Kevin’s mother, the professor became somewhat of a recluse. Making the necessary appearances at local charity balls and political fundraisers was however essential in keeping up appearances. He needed to keep his connections intact, to continue having influence to quiet the reports of his son’s attacks. The professor had only one confidante he felt he could trust. About a year ago he had posted an opening for a servant to help keep the house in order. After careful consideration and time, he settled on a beautiful Asian woman. She was overly discrete and performed her duties admirably without question. This allowed the professor to work undisturbed on a project that, if made public knowledge, could ruin him forever. As time passed the Asian beauty began to assist the professor in some of his smaller experiments. The lovely servant had a small delicate voice which was soothing to the ears. She walked gracefully to the professors’ side, placed her hand on his shoulder and said “I have finished my assignments professor. Is there anything else I can do for you? Anything at all”!
Her words smoothed out the wrinkles in the professors thought process. Problems subsided as her looked to the beautiful assistant and for the first time, saw and acknowledged the beauty before him. “Anything at all”, she again stated as she leaned forward and placed both hands to the professors chest. The professor felt slightly intoxicated. His heart beat fast as he moved his arms around the lovely curves of his assistants’ body. The beauty leaned in close. Her lips mere centimeters from the professors she whispers, “Anything at all”. Their first kiss weakened the professors’ pain to the point of non-existence. His actions became controlled by pure lust, rather than thought, the professor threw the assistant down onto the floor and ripped at her silk blouse till it was left tattered beside her lusciousness. The Asian assistant made no effort to stop his moves. The professor tore at his lab coat and clothing wildly. He stood over her fully exposed, and motioned for her to satisfy him orally. The young beauty rose obediently to her knees and did as she was instructed. Slow careful movements became faster and faster as the professors blood raced in delicious excitement. The Asian maid performed admirably and brought the professor to a brilliant climax which was broken by a piercing sting in his backside. Feeling as though he was about to pass out the professor reached around to find the source of the sharp pain, to find nothing. The beautiful Asian beauty stood to face the professor. With one hand she wiped the remnants of the professors’ release from her lips. In the other hand, a small hypodermic syringe expelled of its contents. An evil smile formed on the young beauty’s’ face as the darkness of unconsciousness fell upon him.
“I shall be a submissive bitch no longer” states the Asian beauty, as she kicks at the professors’ side. “I have labored like a slave, for a mere pittance, while you lavishly live on riches”, she says as she again kicks at the professors’ helpless body. “I will be a slave no more, and with the potion I have given you, I will take control of your fortunes and use them for my own plans”. The Asian maid kneels down and grasps the professors’ manhood tightly. “Perhaps I will allow you to satisfy my urges”. She says as she begins to stroke the professor back to sexual readiness. “Perhaps I…”she begins her next sentence but is quickly interrupted by the professors’ hand clenching her own. She tries to remove herself from the professors’ grip, but is easily forced to continue stroking him. She can feel the professors erect member growing larger and larger beyond that of any she had ever encountered before. The professors’ eyes burst open. His eyes glowed and eerie green light. His body too was growing! His skin tone changed from a pale pink hue of a recluse to a greenish hulk of a man. Even his gray hair darkened to a full head of green locks. The Asian maid was now frightened. Only 15 minutes before she made her play to take over the professors’ life, the brilliant scientist had decided to test the drug, which he planned to use on his son Kevin, on himself. The irradiated hormone therapy drug mixed uncontrolled with the toxins the Asian beauty had given him. The effect was a serious mistake on her part. The bulging figure gripped hard at the assistants hand and continued to force it to bring him to climax. A huge wave of fluid engulfed the young lady as the beast released his juices. As he did, the Asian maid felt her hand being broken. The beasts grip loosened only for a moment, as the blood rushed to his head from the climax. The Asian maid raced away in fear of what might come next.
The hulking green form of the transformed professor rose to its feet. Adrenaline still pumping, the emerald beast looked for more sexual gratification. The Asian beauty now gone, the beast would have to find another. The front door to the professors’ mansion was no match for the strength of the hulking form. The wood shattered as it exploded out to the private drive in front of the mansion entrance. The beast looked to the night sky and ran off into the darkness. Release was needed. Urges needed to be satisfied. And the hulk of a beast, that was once a sophisticated and educated man, allowed his instincts to drive him toward where it would be fulfilled. Who would stop him? Who could stop him? What will happen to those who try?
In a small café, a beautiful young superheroine sits, sipping a latte and reflecting on the days events. She hears the faint sounds of rustling coming from behind her. She turns toward the sound. In a flash, the beautiful young heroine is gone. Do you know where your superheroines are?
Hormone balance was the key to controlling the rage within his son. “If I can control the rage, I can stop the attacks, and give my son the opportunity to live to his full potential”. The thoughts raced through his mind and caused him countless nightmares. Years of using his money and social influence to keep his son out of jail had made the brilliant scientist old and gray before his time. After the death of Kevin’s mother, the professor became somewhat of a recluse. Making the necessary appearances at local charity balls and political fundraisers was however essential in keeping up appearances. He needed to keep his connections intact, to continue having influence to quiet the reports of his son’s attacks. The professor had only one confidante he felt he could trust. About a year ago he had posted an opening for a servant to help keep the house in order. After careful consideration and time, he settled on a beautiful Asian woman. She was overly discrete and performed her duties admirably without question. This allowed the professor to work undisturbed on a project that, if made public knowledge, could ruin him forever. As time passed the Asian beauty began to assist the professor in some of his smaller experiments. The lovely servant had a small delicate voice which was soothing to the ears. She walked gracefully to the professors’ side, placed her hand on his shoulder and said “I have finished my assignments professor. Is there anything else I can do for you? Anything at all”!
Her words smoothed out the wrinkles in the professors thought process. Problems subsided as her looked to the beautiful assistant and for the first time, saw and acknowledged the beauty before him. “Anything at all”, she again stated as she leaned forward and placed both hands to the professors chest. The professor felt slightly intoxicated. His heart beat fast as he moved his arms around the lovely curves of his assistants’ body. The beauty leaned in close. Her lips mere centimeters from the professors she whispers, “Anything at all”. Their first kiss weakened the professors’ pain to the point of non-existence. His actions became controlled by pure lust, rather than thought, the professor threw the assistant down onto the floor and ripped at her silk blouse till it was left tattered beside her lusciousness. The Asian assistant made no effort to stop his moves. The professor tore at his lab coat and clothing wildly. He stood over her fully exposed, and motioned for her to satisfy him orally. The young beauty rose obediently to her knees and did as she was instructed. Slow careful movements became faster and faster as the professors blood raced in delicious excitement. The Asian maid performed admirably and brought the professor to a brilliant climax which was broken by a piercing sting in his backside. Feeling as though he was about to pass out the professor reached around to find the source of the sharp pain, to find nothing. The beautiful Asian beauty stood to face the professor. With one hand she wiped the remnants of the professors’ release from her lips. In the other hand, a small hypodermic syringe expelled of its contents. An evil smile formed on the young beauty’s’ face as the darkness of unconsciousness fell upon him.
“I shall be a submissive bitch no longer” states the Asian beauty, as she kicks at the professors’ side. “I have labored like a slave, for a mere pittance, while you lavishly live on riches”, she says as she again kicks at the professors’ helpless body. “I will be a slave no more, and with the potion I have given you, I will take control of your fortunes and use them for my own plans”. The Asian maid kneels down and grasps the professors’ manhood tightly. “Perhaps I will allow you to satisfy my urges”. She says as she begins to stroke the professor back to sexual readiness. “Perhaps I…”she begins her next sentence but is quickly interrupted by the professors’ hand clenching her own. She tries to remove herself from the professors’ grip, but is easily forced to continue stroking him. She can feel the professors erect member growing larger and larger beyond that of any she had ever encountered before. The professors’ eyes burst open. His eyes glowed and eerie green light. His body too was growing! His skin tone changed from a pale pink hue of a recluse to a greenish hulk of a man. Even his gray hair darkened to a full head of green locks. The Asian maid was now frightened. Only 15 minutes before she made her play to take over the professors’ life, the brilliant scientist had decided to test the drug, which he planned to use on his son Kevin, on himself. The irradiated hormone therapy drug mixed uncontrolled with the toxins the Asian beauty had given him. The effect was a serious mistake on her part. The bulging figure gripped hard at the assistants hand and continued to force it to bring him to climax. A huge wave of fluid engulfed the young lady as the beast released his juices. As he did, the Asian maid felt her hand being broken. The beasts grip loosened only for a moment, as the blood rushed to his head from the climax. The Asian maid raced away in fear of what might come next.
The hulking green form of the transformed professor rose to its feet. Adrenaline still pumping, the emerald beast looked for more sexual gratification. The Asian beauty now gone, the beast would have to find another. The front door to the professors’ mansion was no match for the strength of the hulking form. The wood shattered as it exploded out to the private drive in front of the mansion entrance. The beast looked to the night sky and ran off into the darkness. Release was needed. Urges needed to be satisfied. And the hulk of a beast, that was once a sophisticated and educated man, allowed his instincts to drive him toward where it would be fulfilled. Who would stop him? Who could stop him? What will happen to those who try?
In a small café, a beautiful young superheroine sits, sipping a latte and reflecting on the days events. She hears the faint sounds of rustling coming from behind her. She turns toward the sound. In a flash, the beautiful young heroine is gone. Do you know where your superheroines are?
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