Dr Turner tests his Wonder Cure...

Dr Turner looked over the bevvy of busty cum-drunk beauties littering his classroom in mild concern.

He hadn’t been completely honest with Tom, in truth he had lost over an hour of time earlier that day. Only when he had come back to reality did he discover the XXX-girls were all in this deep trancelike state.

Thankfully one would occasionally stir or mutter sweet temptations in their sleep as though reassuring him that they were fine.

Another thing that he had failed to mention was a very unusual change to his body; his cock had grown to huge proportions.

Even now he could feel the seven inches of thick flaccid manhood resting snugly inside of his underwear. His naturally inquisitive mind boggled when he attempted to calculate how large it might become when erect so he set those troubling thoughts aside and made his way out of the lab to head home.

The staff car park was almost empty at this late hour but a soft feminine voice called out to him as he fished about in his pocket for his keys.

“Hey Dr Turner, I missed seeing you in the staffroom during lunch break.”

He didn’t start or flinch at the sultry female tone. Instead he turned–confident in his new cure and enlarged manhood–to be rewarded by the sight of Ms Summers, the gym teacher standing behind him.

She stood there proudly in a simple black leotard that rode high over her slender hips and stretched tautly over her robust bosom.

The thin elastic fabric seemed to cover everything and nothing at the same time. Her long auburn hair was swept to one side and over her left shoulder seductively revealing her flawless face, large brown eyes and soft pronounced lips. The whole effect talked to Dr Turner's nethers despite a full day of carnal indulgence.

It wasn’t as though he wasn’t backed up after weeks of torturous enticements.

“Ah, Ms Summers,” He said calmly, standing his ground as she sauntered up to him with all the salacious intent of a streetwalker “Gymnastics class again today was it?”

As if the sensual sex-demon displaying herself before him needed an escuse to wear as little as possible. She would have probably paraded about all day in a string bikini if the college had a swimming pool.

Dr James Turner was thankful for small mercies.

“Something like that…” She replied, waving her hand dismissively, “All the teachers were so concerned when we didn’t see you today.”

Dr Turner was poised enough to laugh at this comment.

Over the past few weeks the staff room had been as bad as the schoolyard. As one of the last male teachers still attending the school, he had spent most break times fighting off the thinly veiled attentions of his infected female co-workers.

“I got caught up in some important work…” he began but was interrupted as the wickedly grinning minx pressed her lush, curvaceous body up against his pushing him back against the driver's door of his car.

Her hand worked its way down his chest until it cupped his bulging groin and began stroking it gently through his pants. Her leotard was so sheer he could feet her hardening nipples poking into his shallow chest through his shirt and the smell of her dampening arousal made his nose twitch.

“Well in that case…” She said smiling hungrily, flashing her perfect pearly whites at him. “I’m certainly glad I caught you before you left.”

“Oh, you’ll be very glad you caught me...” he replied smugly, wrapping an arm over her jutting hips and squeezing her tight shapely ass encouragingly.

Ms Summers yelped in both surprise and pleasure at his forwardness. Dr Turner pressed the advantage and spun them about until she was the one pressed against the car. He grabbed at her full breasts with both hands. They had to be the size of cantaloupe melons and strained the thin ebony material of her leotard to its very limits. Her hand never left his crotch, its movements growing in eagerness and pace.

Something hot and angry bubbled up inside of Dr Turner and a familiar red haze swept over his mind like a darkening stormfront. With equal agonizing suddenness his whole body bowed then cramped up. He collapsed to the ground with a groan and a cry of dismay from Ms Summers.