To Play Doctor

I need evidence. Lois thought as she snapped pictures of the documents with her phone. Reluctantly, she pulled her pussy away from Maria's delving tongue. But in the back of her mind, she was thinking about the vials of super-potent sperm being kept in that refrigerator.

"Maria," the reporter turned and grabbed the young woman by shoulders. The hazel eyes were wide and dilated, mouth slack, and it was all that Lois could do not to kiss her—but instead, she turned her toward the fridge. "I need you to open this. There's...stuff in there we can play with."

Lois licked her lips as Maria began fumbling with the electronic lock. The reporter could feel pussy-juice leaking out the bottom of her pants, down into her shoes. Quietly, Lois pulled her pants the rest of the way down and stepped out of them. Her slit was dripping onto the floor by the time the refrigerator door opened with a quiet hiss.

I can't believe how wet I am! Lois told herself. Must be the pheromones.

She draped an arm over Maria's shoulder, staring into the box. No lights, simple metal racks with neatly-labeled test tubes. Lois could feel the cool air blowing out of it, not freezing but definitely colder than the surrounding air.

"There," Lois pointed to a series of cups with sealed lids. They were labeled with the women's names, dates, and times. The reporter had seen specimen cups at sperm clinics before—there had been a scandal where the director of a clinic was using his own jizz to impregnate patients—and these were exactly those.

They were also amazingly full.

Lois knew most guys struggled to fill a tablespoon, even if they saved up and stopped jerking off for a week. But each of these cups...the reporter wanted to whistle. They were almost full. Getting a facial from one of those would have been like having a pudding cup tossed in your face.

The reporter had her smartphone out, turned the labels, took pictures. In front of her, Maria squirmed.

"You said we'd play doctor," the young woman reached behind her, hands rubbing on Lois' hips. "But all I see in here are sperm samples."

"That's right," Lois whispered in her ear. "And you know what they planned to use these for? Artificial insemination. You know what that means, right?"

"They...they were going to use it to get women pregnant," Maria whispered.

"That's right! You know where the sperm goes to do that, right?" The reporter felt Maria shiver, and didn't wait for her to answer as she hissed. "The doctors put it in their patient's pussies."

I've got the evidence. Lois swallowed hard, pussy throbbing. Now I need...something else. Something for me. No more pretending.

She reached in and grabbed the first cup, not even bothering to look at the label. Part of her preferred not knowing.

"Now...do I want to be the doctor..or the patient?"