Emily pulls down the doctor's pants

Pretty soon he was left a panting mess, nearly to the point of sobbing from the overwhelming ecstasy that was racking his body.

Yet by some unknown inner strength he was still able to muster up a few key words to Emily:

“E… Emily… Do… something!”

Her mind raced in a thousand different directions - a brilliant mind that had solved some of the toughest challenges her company has had to face, but seeing the doctor like this put her into straight panic mode.

In a whirlwind of desperation, she cast aside all hesitation and swiftly dropped to her knees.

“I… please forgive me for doing this, doc!”

Without much warning, Emily grabbed hold of him and quickly pulled down the pants which were restraining the monstrosity inside – it flopped free and reverberated slightly, painfully erect and demanding attention.

The doctor had perhaps one lucid thought only – that his genitals were the same color as from that fateful day in which the slime had first infiltrated his body.

They were a dark silvery color, and completely swollen beyond normal proportions – each vein seemed to pulse with an exhausting amount of bloodflow, no doubt driving the scientist to some unknown ****.