Experimenting with “Experimenting~!”

“What… is this place?” I ask as Norma starts to walk me into the large room, filled with women and futa alike in different sexual predicaments that, honestly, look more fiction than fact. Some of this you’d only really see in a hentai doujin on Reddit but…

“This is our newest branch of Oscorp.” Norma says, her voice calm and collected, as if she wasn’t watching some of the most depraved experiments I have ever seen in my life. “We are curating ways to make sex, better. Whether it be pleasure, or breeding, genetic, or physically, we at Oscorp are committed to upgrading every piece of the American lifestyle… and that includes sex.” She says, her voice sounding more like an infomercial now.

My eyes bounced around from experiment to experiment as my jaw dropped. I tried to speak, but I was too overstimulated and, even I had to admit, being in this room made me super horny. The sounds of wet plaps and loud moans from a slew of horny women and futanari around me? It was all far too much to deal with, and my mind began to run in a million different directions.

“Let me introduce you to the head of this department. She oversees everything in my absence while I deal with the other areas are company focuses on.” Norma says, putting one hand on the sole of my back as she leads me through, noticeably walking slower, as my legs start to feel a little weak now.

We approach a woman with brown curly hair, rather curvy, slightly shorter than me, wearing a bright white lab coat, a black shirt and brown denim pants combo, with dark green heels. She was currently writing down notes as she watched a woman and a futa inside of a glass case having sex.

“Octavius?” Norma says in a firm tone, which causes the woman to yelp and drop everything in her hands, before quickly turning around to meet Norma’s eyes, as a deep blush grows across her cheeks. “Petra, meet Olivia Octavius. Genetics expert.” Norma says, forcing me to reach out my somewhat limp hand to shake the scientists.

“Nice to meet you… young woman?” Olivia asks awkwardly, glancing up quickly at Norma and raising an eyebrow slightly as if to give her an explanation as to what the hell was going on.

“This young lady right here is Petra Parker, the smartest in Western Civilization.” Norma says with a smile, proudly, as she claps my shoulders with both hands and chuckles, as if she was presenting me.

“P-pleasure to meet you…” I stutter softly, as my eyes continue to look around. “W-what is this place? What do you do here?” I ask, and very quickly Olivia’s eyes look up to Norma’s behind me. Norma silently mouths something I couldn’t quite figure out, and then Olivia smiles and nods.

“Follow me, Ms. Parker.” She says with an innocent and almost adorable smile, a quick perky bounce to her step as she walks around the most perverted laboratory I have ever seen. She seemed almost too natural in it, like it was all totally normal. “We here at Oscorp’s Branch Of Obscene Breeding Simulations, or BOOBS, our job is to create, and monetize, the ultimate sexual fantasy.”

“No offense Doc but uh…” I start to say as we pass by one of the experimental stations, where a futanari woman was hooked up to a bunch of different pumps and vital machines as she squirmed and moaned in place, her eyes rolled back and her mouth hung open. “That doesn’t look very pleasant…”

“Our data collecting?” Olivia asked quickly, raising an eyebrow with another adorable smile. “Usually it can start out pretty uncomfortable, but it can become very pleasurable after a bit of getting used to it! Before it becomes mind numbing cumming your brains out a hundred times.” She giggles and for a second I look at her like an evil genius, one who loves watching the women in here have their minds broken by pure sexual bliss and ****.

“Don’t worry, everyone volunteers, and can ask to leave whenever they wish.” Norma says with a quick smile, patting my shoulder reassuringly. “Though, most women ask for a few extra minutes in their respective places.” She says with a hearty chuckle.

“We use our initial data collection, both futanari with that machine, and female with the tentacle tube you saw walking in, to find out what exactly causes the most pleasure to be experienced inside the human mind.” Olivia says as she continues the tour, tapping on a couple other glass cases of women and futa collecting data for the company.

“We then scan their brainwaves and hormone output whenever the most pleasure is being experienced. We take the orgasms of each individual and use it to create…” Olivia rushes to a computer and begins typing furiously before stepping back as the sound of an alarm goes off, and a tray slowly lowers from a cooling tube above the counter, lowering a gas container to the countertop. “Artificial pheromones, made to make any woman, or futa, a sexual beast.”

With that she points next to a containment unit next to the computer, the same Olivia was studying when we entered, made to simulate an apartment, complete with bedroom, shower, and living room in a linear row. Inside we were greeted to the sight of a couple fucking each other’s brains out.

PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~!

“Fuck yes~! Fuck yes Daddy~! FUCK~! Feels sooooo good~! I’m cumming~! I’m cumming again~! Breed me Daddy, please~!” The woman’s voice echoed through a speaker outside the simulation, projecting her voice across the room.

“They just met an hour ago.” Olivia says with a smirk, tapping on the glass just above the woman’s perky nipples squishing against it, with a quick giggle.

“Of course, we’ve had our setbacks.” Norma says as she grabs my shoulders hard and turns me to a separate containment unit where a futanari stood alone, naked, with bright purple eyes, stroking her impossibly long dick, as an equally impossibly long tongue began to lick the glass as she watched me.

“Mommy… Wants… Snack…~” She says as she points directly at me. Her voice was lustful, beautiful, and alluring… I even found myself taking a couple steps towards the glass involuntarily, before Norma grabbed my shoulders and yanks me back again.

“She is the reason why I say human experimentation in a biological matter, such as sex, is a ridiculous and extremely dangerous idea.” Olivia says as she crosses her arms beneath her large perky tits, giving Norma a quick side eye that Norma just blows off, rolling her own eyes and chuckling a bit, taking Olivia’s very serious tone almost playfully.

“Well…” I say softly under my breath, as the two women look down at me, raising an eyebrow. “What do you suggest?”

Olivia’s eyes grow wide enough they looked like they were about to fall out of her head, and a very giddy smile grows across her face as she squeals and bounces in place, in a very cute way, as she grabs my hand and practically screams.

“OH! My God! I am so glad you asked!” She says, her voice practically cracking from how high pitched it was as she yanks me away from Norma and pulls me to a much smaller corner of the lab, where three different containment units were, isolated from the rest, with lights turned off.

“We take the data our machines get and input them into, get this, more machines!” She presses a button and the lights on the three containment cells turn on, and my eyes grow wide as I watch three very different sexual acts, committed by a woman having very deep and passionate sex with a robot partner.

SCHLURP~! SCHLURP~! SCHLURP~!

“Oh my Gawd~! It’s like, so big, and meaty, and hard and… ugh~! Fuck~! So tasty~!”

PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~! PLAP~!

“Oh FUCK~! Fuck yes Daddy~! Fuck yes~! Fuck me with that robo-cock~! FUCK~! YES~! I’m cumming~! I’m cumming again for you Daddy~!”

SPLURT~! SPLURT~! SPLUUUUURT~!

“AH~! Fuck~! Thank you~! Thank you for breeding me Daddy~! Ugh~! Fuuuuuuck~! Your warm fucking superior robot seed fills me soooooo gooooood~!”

My eyes widen at the sight, jaw dropped, as I watched the three women debase themselves in equally debaucherous acts with… machines? I watched the artificial hips pumping their thick metal schlongs into their women’s respective holes, and I was curious, repulsed… but also could feel myself drooling a little.

“Sex robots already exist in Japan, Olivia.” Norma says as her hands find their way on my shoulders again, still talking as if all of this was totally normal.

“They aren’t just sex-bots! They are artificially intelligent androids created with the sole purpose of human pleasure and superior breeding of the human race! Their sperm is laced with nanobots that are made to choose only the best traits in conception to create their prodigy!” Olivia says in an excited passion that was almost psychotic.

With that my eyes widen, and I take a quick step back from the two women currently trying to play God in front of me. I raise my hands quickly to the air, as if I was surrendering, and start to step back slowly.

“Ok! Haha! Fun! I get it… sorry for asking. Next time, don’t open the secret door. I get it.” I say quickly as I turn around and start to walk out of the super scary secret sex lab, and out to go meet Harriette again.

As the door closes behind me Olivia and Norma both let out a quick sigh and a chuckle. “Nanobots, really?” Osborn asks, as Olivia shrugged.

“You told me to freak the bitch out to get her out of here. Everything else only made the little slut hornier.” Olivia responded, flicking the switch to make the lights go dark on the robot containment cells.

“Yeah, you almost freaked me out with that one, and I knew you were lying.” Norma says with a chuckle, as she starts to walk through the lab as well, leaving Olivia to her work. “Get the shipment ready for our client tonight… Ms. Lincoln came by and informed me that they are ready for their next test subject…”