Irradiation!

The nurse helped Lois out of the stirrups. The burning in the reporter's pussy was worse now—like the worst of needing to pee and a bad urinary tract infection. Lois winced and placed a hand against her stomach a a sudden cramp came on, and wondered if her period wasn't coming on early. But Maria was there to take her by the elbow, and together they followed the nurse into the next room.

It reminded Lois of a hospital x-ray room...there was a screened portion with a monitor, and a kind of camera-looking contraption on a mechanical arm mounted to the ceiling. There were a pair of footprints painted in red on the floor, shoulder width apart.

"Stand here," the nurse pointed. The reporter took up the position. Then the nurse fetched out a rolling screen...it was like a metal wall on a wheeled frame, only with a gigantic figure-of-eight cutout. The screen was placed close to Lois, almost touching her, and then the nurse carefully lowered the screen until the twin holes cut out of it were even with her breasts...then moved it forward further still, until the cool metal was pressing against her belly, the reporter's bare tits hanging through the metal.

"This is steel-plated lead," the nurse explained. "We'll be monitoring your total exposure, but it helps to focus the effect on the target area."

With the screen in front of her, Lois couldn't see what else was going on in the room—only hear the shuffling of feet and equipment. Overhead, she saw the arm of the "camera" swivel, and knew it must be pointed directly at her chest. Then the room got brighter...much brighter. All the lamps on the ceiling were on, warm and bright against the reporter's skin, and she wondered if that was part of the irradiation treatment.

Then she heard the nurse, the black woman's voice sounding distant from behind the screen. Despite the muffling, Lois clearly made out that she was counting down...and the reporter's heart beat faster and faster as it approached...

"...two...one!"

Red light burst out around the cut-outs in the screen, and a burning tingle went through the reporter's breasts—most intense at her nipples and spreading backwards, veins on fire. Lois sucked in her breath as the sudden explosive sensation in her tits completely sucked her concentration away from the cramping and burning in her pussy and uterus.

The reporter had never in her life experienced the sudden burning that seized her chest...after a few moments her nipples were practically numb, though the electric impulse seemed to continue to emanate from those two points, spreading throughout her body. Lois struggled to stay on her feet as she grew suddenly light-headed, but focused on remaining standing as still as possible.

The red light continued to shine and shine for long minutes, and the longer it went on the more Lois became aware of aches and pains in her body. A sensation of weakness as though she hadn't eaten for days, the light-headedness, a growing cramp in her gut, pins and needles in her hands and feet... She gritted her teeth against the feelings, none of which were quite painful, but all of which were distracting, agonizing...and her entire breasts were now so numb she couldn't feel them.

Almost without realizing it, Lois felt the cool metal resting against her forehead. The reporter realized that she had slipped forward from her standing position a little, to lean against the screen. She tried to straighten up and found an unexpected resistance...the muscles in her back suddenly spoke up in a bit of pain.

The reporter looked down...the red light was still playing on her chest. But now she was leaning against the screen, she couldn't see her breasts anymore, only her the light spilling through the gaps around the hole.

There was a click. The red light cut off. Lois blinked in the after images on her eyes, staring down at herself, wondering what just happened.