High risk, high reward

Kat plunged the room into darkness and ran. The servers hummmmmmm became a swarm of angry bees, rising ever higher. Just before she reached the far wall, there was an audible 'click' of the power system resetting, and the noise dropped away. Suddenly her footfalls were the loudest thing in the room. She put her head down and crashed through the darkness. Any moment expecting to feel a laspistol blast tearing through her chest.

Agnetti wasn't there. She made out the briefest shape of his back, but then she was past, the records room door sliding open and she burst out into the hall. Her pad was buzzing her, but she didn't have time to look down. Agnetti was sure to be following her. Kat dodged left, a visual map having sprung into her mind's eye, exit just ahead.

She tore out into the night's rain, feet splashing puddles, skidding and sliding on the wet concrete. She wasn't an athlete by any means. But she'd gone for the occasional jog and it didn't hurt that she had the finest genes money could buy. Kat ducked down an alley. Ignoring her pad once more. Her lungs were beginning to burn, but she didn't dare stop running. She could hear the splashes behind her.

Kat had just come out of the alley and turned when she felt something unbelievably strong tighten around her hips and the she shot rapidly upwards, only the feeling of her heart dropping kept her from screaming.

"Aunt Kat its me." It took her a full ten seconds to recognize Adam's whisper. They holding on to a piece of scaffolding above over three meters above where she'd been just seconds before. Or rather, Adam was holding. One hand effortlessly griping a piece of distorted steel, the other cradling her like a baby in his arms. His feet and hunched up to make them as small as possible. It worked, Agnetti pass right underneath them, looked both ways and kept running.

"I got your comm" Her nephew held up Sam's pad. The girl never liked to wear the damn thing. "When you didn't answer back I figured something was wrong." Kat felt giddy, laughing as if Adam was cracking joke after joke. Adrenaline come down. She'd be jumpy soon, then feel like molasses.

"Can you get us down?"

He grinned. "No worries." And the damn fool just let go.

Her heart dropped again! Adam grunted a little when they landed. But no shattered bones, or torn ligaments. His body absorbed 1500 Newtons like it was nothing. It was then that she realized she was wraped around him most intimately. Her legs clinging to his waist, her breasts mashed against his enormous chest. Adam even had one hand gripping her bottom to make sure she didn't fall when then landed. Kat refused to blush, but she hurried to extricate herself from her handsome nephew. Damn that adrenaline. Post high, most people wanted to either drink or fuck, Kat had always been the latter.

"Thank you." She finally managed.

"No worries." He said again with that damn smile. Francis' smile, she realized to her dismay. Kat looked away. "What were you doing out here anyway?"

"Just a little research problem."

"And Colonel Agnetti?"

"Not helping the cause of science, I'm afraid." Kat finally got her breathing under control. "He didn't see my face."

Kat studied her nephew in the dark. Here was an equally fascinating puzzle to unravel. And she might owe him for saving her life just now. "Come with me."

The backup medcenter wasn't far, and it was nearly abandoned this time of night. Kat had made friends with the duty nurse early on. The poor girl was as bored and miserable as everyone else on Thiidian, it wasn't hard to convince her to take a break. Soon it was just Kat and Adam in a cramped little biology lab.

"We'll need DNA samples."

Adam shrugged and held out his arm. Kat dutifully drew some blood, before plucking a hair and then scraping some skin cells. "Great, and now just one more." She held up a small cup.

"What's that for?"

"Adam, whatever is going on, your reproductive organs are affected. I need a sample to run tests on.

"Uhhh. I- its just..."

"No need to be nervous. Its just a sample, Adam."

"No, yeah. You're right."

"Great. And you might as well, strip down, I'll need to examine you visually since we don't have any scanners back here."

She smiled at her nephews shy little blush. Boys could be such babies about nudity. But shy or not, Adam stripped. Kat found herself watching in a most unprofessional manner. She knew Adam was tall, but underneath those clothes he rippled with muscle, his body making a giant V that pointed straight at his

Cock. There was no other way to describe it. Even soft it was enormous; like a reproductive weapon. Kat almost pitied the girls Adam had used it on, or did she envy them? If Adam wasn't her nephew...

Adam was breathing hard. His eyes squeezed tight with focus. Kat thought she smelled something vaguely metallic. She had to drag her eyes back to her nephews face. "Everything here looks great- I mean your cock- penis! It looks healthy. I'll give you some privacy. Excuse me."

Kat fled the room blushing like a schoolgirl who just won a game of 'I'll show you you mine if you show me yours'. She peeked back inside. Poor Adam had his head in his hands. She wanted to feel bad for him, but it was hard to even see him as human. He looked for all the world, like a weary demi-god. Hercules, burdened with physical attributes that were the envy of men everywhere. It was like complaining about how your bank vault couldn't fit all your money after winning the lottery. Kat knew that wasn't fair. Adam was scared and out of control, something was happening inside of him and he never asked for any of this. And if he was right, he might even be dangerous. But that was an issue for another time. A more current problem was that Kat was still watching him, stroke that glorious appendage into hardness, and if her nipples were any indication, she was growing increasingly horny herself.

Kat watched his rock hard dick bouncing in his hand, the coppery smell flooding the room now. Hadn't they mentioned something about that before? God, she was wet and aching down there. How long had it been since she'd dragged one of her students between her legs? Or better still, how long since one of them had the guts to bend her over the desk and show her how a man-

"Aunt Kat."

She froze, one hand stuffed down her pants, another pinching her stiff nipple. What was she doing? And how had Adam know about it?

"Aunt Kat. I'm sorry. There's a problem."

She breathed a sigh a relief. Pulling her hands free and checked her appearance in the some nearby glass. Flushed and sweaty, Kat looked hopelessly slutty, but maybe he wouldn't notice. "Coming, hun."

Adam was covering himself with his shirt when she came in. His rod was a huge tentpole stretching the fabric. A little late for modesty now, sweetie. "What seems to be the problem?" Don't look. She glanced. Well don't stare at least. She dragged her eyes back up, Adam wore a bashful expression, not meeting her eyes either.

"I uh, I can't." He flushed red.

"Oh." That was surprising. "Don't worry sweetie, sometimes that happens. Especially as we get older. Sometimes it helps to relax and then try again. We do need that sample though."

"No. I mean, since this happened. I haven't been able do it myself. No matter how much I try, I just can't come if its me."

Oh. There a momentary linger while they both heard his unspoken request. Was she really going to masturbate her nephew. Looking was one thing, but this was a whole other line. Sure people crossed it. Thiidian was a backwater world, and backwater worlds had all sorts of backward customs. But she wasn't from here. Was she really going to commit **** like some fucking hillperson? What if Charlotte fuck out Kat abused her little baby? The woman had a ruthless streak when it came to family. But they needed the sample. The coppery smell seemed to fog up her senses.

"We can't...touch each other Adam." His eyes gave nothing away. "But maybe I can help you. Like a procedure." Kat grabbed a pair of yellow surgical gloves from the table. "Lay back."

Kat swallowed and gently touched her nephews penis with one gloved hand. He was heavy. God, the mass of this thing. This cock wasn't meant for little girls, only a woman could handle this weapon. Only a woman would know how to satisfy it.

Only it was getting softer, not harder. Kat felt sad, then determined. Medical procedure or not she wasn't about to let a man go limp on HER! "What's wrong baby?" Adam or sweetie or hun, this isn't a lover, she chided herself, its your nephew who needs help. We are doing this to help him. "Am I doing something wrong?"

"I just can't really feel it with the rubber, and all." Adam admitted. "Sorry. Thanks for trying, Aunt Kat." He tried to rise.

Kat put a hand on his chest and pushed him down. Well, not really, the boy was like a full sized bull elephant, but stopped trying to stand up anyway. She looked him dead in the eye. "This will be our little secret, ok hun?"

Adam nodded.

Kat took her hair out of a ponytail and ran her hands through it, still a little damp, but it fluffed up a bit, she made certain to meet Adam's eyes the whole time. Then before she could second guess herself, she took her tight T-shirt she'd worn under her lab coat and pulled it off. Adam's eyes widened appreciably. It was good that to see a boy these days who had his priorities straight. Too many ass lovers, or weird fetishes, boys need to appreciate a nice set of breasts. Only she wasn't done. Kat affected a look down, as if she were feeling bashful, then unhooked her bra, only to slip it off. Then she brought her eyes back up and shot him a smoky look.

Adam had a look of raw lust as he devoured her breasts with his eyes. Kat smiled, that was how it was meant to be. Men were supposed to ogle you a bit. Still, she had a task at hand. His cock returned to its full majesty, Kat began to pump with enthusiasm. There was something so fun about pleasing a man. They really were like puppies. Adam was a cute mix of adoration and lust all wrapped up in a look of surprising tenderness. He reached out to stroke Kat's face, but she pulled back, painfully aware of how many lines they'd already crossed. "No touching, hun."

"I'm close, Aunt Kat."

"Call me Katerina!" She said, caught up in the excitement of a photo finish.

"Katerina, you feel so good!" The boy was cute, all right. Kat wished she had a free hand to spare for herself, but she needed both to tame this beast. Next time she supposed.

She pumped as hard as she dared, scared her gloves would rub him raw. Maybe she should use her mouth? No! That was a dangerous thought. As if in answer to her prayers, Adam swelled in her hands, his head fell back and he let out a rumbling groan.

His cum was a firehouse. The cup she tried to position to catch it was blasted from her hands, the half full contents spilling across the floor. His next volley caught her full in the chest. She actually felt the impact. And the volume! Spurt after heavy spurt poured over her tits, where was it all coming from? Kat kept pumping with one hand, determined to ride this out. At long last, the final bits drippled out from the tip of his cock to ooze down his shaft and drip onto his leg. Kat felt like she was in shock. She'd never seen anything like this. Like a robot on autopilot, she scrapped a few samples off her chest and into the recovered jar, resisting the urge for a taste the whole time. She cleaned herself up in the sink with shaking hands.

"So when do you think you'll know something?" Adam asked his aunt on the walk back home. Kat had started running tests and placing samples in computer microscopes the second they'd finished....getting them. Adam still wasn't sure what to think of that. They'd spent the fifteen minutes while the computers worked, cleaning up after themselves.

Kat was uncharacteristically quiet since the lab. "Hmmm? Oh. Just give me a few hours to sort out the information. I shouldn't know something soon. It's going to be ok, Adam. You're safe now."

Unbeknownst to either of them a dark silhouette was shadowing them from nearby. There troubles had only just begun.

VENIX CORPORATION AUTOMATED INTERNAL MEMO 8472-I - SUBJECT 'ADAM CARTER' LOCATION CONFIRMED. CONTAINMENT UNLIKELY DUE TO POPULATION DENSITY. EMERGENCY CONTAINMENT PROTOCOLS IN EFFECT.

RESPONSE: CRISES TEAM EN ROUTE TO THIIDIAN. GREENLIGHT FOR CLEANSWEEP SAFEGUARD.

Kat sent her nephew inside, the shock of what had happened in the lab had hit her the farther they got from it. In truth she'd been rather doubtful of Adam and Cindi's story. At least parts of it. Far more likely the two had taken some bad **** and simply exaggerated a few things. Not so. She could almost feel where his salty cum had coated her. Whatever was going on was real, and very, very bad. Preliminary results had come before they left the lab, but she'd wanted her head to clear first. Every step she got away from Adam made her feel more like herself again. That copper smell. A phenomenal response? She checked to make sure the streets were still empty, no need to spread this around.
Kat set her pad down and thumbed the projector feature. The test results sprang into the air in front of her, hard light holograms would be touched sensitive. Lets see. Increased metabolic rate, no, she didn't need the basics. DNA would take days to analyze, pass. This was interesting. Adam's sperm sample contained a high concentration of foreign material, it should have been the opposite. Most people's, reproductive organs were the most 'you' of their entire bodies, relatively free of bacteria and viruses. Adam's was the opposite. Only, why was the virus so oddly formed at the cellular level?

Oh. My. God.

It was a mycovirus. Kat tore into the next few files, looking for DNA analysis from the semen. There is was, clear as day, the same mycovirus she'd been studying. A different variant, perhaps, but still a relative of the same family. The pieces started falling in to place, or at least the questions. Project Adonis, what was it? And how had her nephew been infected by whatever they had been working on? One thing was for sure. Kat wouldn't be getting any sleep tonight.