Conflict of Interest

As Jessica delved deeper into the results from the experiment, she couldn't help but feel excited. This breakthrough was a game changer. Neurotransmission Enhancer had proven to be way more effective than she could have ever imagined. There was still so much to review. Like which aspects of the compound had played the biggest role in causing Sam's mind to somehow break lose from James's grip? Yes, James had to fall asleep first but no women had ever woken up while being mounted. Which meant that NE was responsible for the sudden change. Jessica was so engrossed in her notes that she didn't hear James knock and proceed to enter her office.

"Hey, Doc," James greeted her. "Sorry to interrupt, but I need to discuss something with you."

"Oh, James. I didn't even hear you come in. Yes, sure. Come in, please sit," Jessica said, gesturing for him to enter. "I hope you won't mind my somewhat informal attire. Even I have to get a little more comfortable after a long night in the lab." Jessica had taken off her lab coat and top layer leaving just a simple but modest tank top. It did well enough covering her chest but wouldn't be considered appropriate during normal business hours.

"No worries, doc. It's late. We all deserve to be comfortable." James said, while taking a seat opposite Jessica, his eyes scanning her office. The shelves were filled with books on neuroscience, and various scientific journals lay strewn across the desk. He couldn't help but notice the peculiar sheet of notes she'd been working on.

"I'm surprised to see you still here. I figured you'd have gone home when Samantha did." Jessica said, folding her hands over her chest. A simple act but distracting to James none the less. "What was it that you wanted to discuss?"

"Wow, doc it sure looks like you've been going none stop in here. I hope you haven't been neglecting yourself. You're a beautiful woman, you shouldn't be burning yourself out like this." James said, ignoring her inital question and making it clear he was checking her out.

Jessica frowned, noting the strangeness in his tone. "Ummm, yes I have been working a lot but I'm fine. Now, what is it that you wish to discuss?" she asked again, setting her notepad in a lock box drawer behind her closing it.

An awkward silence fell in the room and James hesitated for a moment before speaking. "Doc, I need to ask you something very important. What was in that IV you dosed me up with earlier?" James finally asked, breaking the uncomfortable silence. "It clearly fucked with my control over Sam. I mean, she woke up while I was still inside her. That's not good."

Jessica furrowed her brow, surprised at James' language. "James, I honestly didn't expect such a reaction. But everything ended up being fine if that's what you're worried about. You seem really put off by it." She paused, collecting her thoughts. "But this is the type of breakthrough we've been waiting for. How is this not good for us?"

"No Jessica, it's not good for me. Think about it. The idea that some mount I'm in could wake up just because I need some shut eye. I can't have that happen. So tell me, what was in that ****?" James spoke, his voice darkening into an unfamiliar edge.

Jessica blinked once, then twice, her eyes widening slightly before locking onto his gaze. The tension in the room thickened like syrup. James continued, his voice carrying a hint of impatience. "I mean just think about it, Jessica. Say I were to hop your beautiful body right now. Normally, you'd just suddenly wake up with no memory of the past couple of days. That is, if I let you go after just a few days." James added coldly, leaning back in his chair. "But now suddenly you might actually have a fighting chance. I mean who knows what would happen. You might even find a way to **** me out. And we can't have that."

Jessica swallowed audibly, feeling a cold shiver race down her spine. She couldn't believe that James was talking to her in such a way. The charming loveable jokester she thought she knew had disappeared. Instead, he appeared as a predator stalking her, eager to devour her. Jessica's heart pounded in her chest as she tried to compose herself. What was going on here?

"James," she started, her voice trembling yet resolute, "why are you talking like that. This has been the goal of our research since day one."

"No, Jess it's been your goal not mine. My goal was to have easy access to two beautiful mounts. You and Sam. I must admit you're both feel incredible from the inside." James sighed heavily, crossing his legs casually. "But we've reached a fork in the road. I can't let you keep going if it means you actually find ways to combat me. I'll do whatever it takes to prevent it. And you can bet your sweet ass that includes me mounting you."

Jessica gasped, her eyes widening in shock. Both with the sudden threat and realization that James had been mounting her without her knowledge. Jessica felt a sense of violation but did her best to put up a brave front. "James, we agreed that you'd never mount me. And now you're telling me this was happening all along?" Jessica managed to croak out, feeling utterly betrayed. "Why, dammit? And how!"

"Well, that's the beauty of it, Jess. Some of my best handiwork has been keeping you in the dark" James revealed, his grin widening wickedly. "You see, I keep our time together quick. Nothing too long. Usually, just the one night. Just enough to explore the wonders of your gorgeous body."

James declared triumphantly, his tone darkening further. "Think about it, Jess. I've known everything about you this whole time. How your body looks. How your left breast is, for some reason, way more sensitive than your right. How your nipples are just the perfect size. How wet you can get. Oh, and don't forget about how deliciously sweet your pussy tastes." James laughed cruelly.

He watched her carefully, watching as her cheeks flushed with anger and resentment. "How many times have you done this, James?" Jessica asked, her voice cracking.

"Ah, Jessica, I really don't know the exact number. Maybe four times? Five?" James shrugged casually. "Honestly, I lost count after the first year."

The room hung heavy with tension. Jessica glared at the man who had infiltrated her life, secretly invading her body and violating her privacy. She clenched her fists and took a deep breath, struggling to contain her rising indignation. "Get out of my office now!" Jessica demanded standing from her seat.

"See that's were the issue comes in, Jess. I'm not leaving until I know what **** you used today. And it seems like you're keeping that secret to yourself." James said, pointing to the locked drawer.

"Why would I ever tell you?" Jessica spat, stepping back toward the locked drawer.

"And that's the other thing, Doc. You see, I don't need you to tell me." James said and then immediately began to liquify into the all too framilar primordial ooze. James' viscous mass was on Jessica before she could blink. She'd seen James mount Sam plenty of times but that was far different than him enveloping her. Her mind raced. Jessica felt the sensation of losing control of her movements as the ooze crawled up her body. The feeling of utter helplessness washed over her. The ooze moved in slow motion, covering her arms, chest, waist, legs, and feet. Jessica gasped for breath, her mouth gurgling under the suffocating slime.

"James, please. You don't have to--" Jessica whimpered as the viscous substance continued to explore her body. It's tendrils caressed her skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps along her arms and torso. Working it's way all over her body. Spending extra time on her breasts and inner thighs. James was taking it slow this time. He had always needed to hop Jessica quickly as to keep her unaware but not tonight. Tonight he could take his time. Jessica felt as James' liquid form moved down her body, sliding between her legs and reaching towards her lower abdomen. Knowing all too well what came next. The slimy, wet texture made her quiver, and she gasped loudly. His tendrils snaked inside her, exploring her most intimate regions. The intrusion caused a mixture of fear and arousal to surge through her veins. Jessica squirmed, unable to escape. As more and more of the ooze slipped inside her, she began to feel lightheaded. At that moment she thought about what her own brain activity would look like. Would it look the same as Sam's or would they be different? Of course, it didn't matter now Jessica thought as the last of James slipped into her folds. She couldn't feel her legs anymore then that feeling of loss moved up past her torso. Soon the feeling passed her breasts and down arms. She could almost picture James waiting at the base of her skull. Preparing to dive into her brain but maybe giving her one last chance to say something.

"Please, James. You don't have to do this. We can work through this." Jessica wispered, her throat hoarse from the struggle.

Then, in one of the more odd sensations she'd ever felt, James spoke through her mouth. "Sorry, Jess it's just way more fun this way. But don't worry, I won't have too much fun with your stolen pussy. I promise," James taunted, his voice dripping with sinister pleasure.

Then Jessica felt a foreign presence in her head. It was like a giant slug had slithered through her brain, mucking around in her memories and thoughts. Jessica felt a wave of nausea wash over her as James seeped into her mind. She tried to resist, but it was futile; the alien presence seemed to envelop her own identity, pushing it into obscurity. As she struggled to hold onto her fading self, Jessica could feel James' smug satisfaction. As she looked out the dark window of her office, she could see her reflection staring back at her, except it was no longer her. Her hands, under the command of their new owner, already groping her chest greedily. And her face, no longer looking back at her, replaced by James' ugly mug perfectly framed by her hair. Then the darkness came for her and Jessica's consciousness vanished into the void.