Taking your spoils of war and some post-nut clarity

You groan, withdrawing your penis from Mia's now well-used pussy. You zip up and lean over to her discarded pants, where you fumble through the pockets before locating her key card.

"Mia Eltrand, huh" You read out loud, before pocketing her identification. You're about to leave before you feel a kinky urge run through your body. Why not take something to remember Mia by? You reach into her pants and pull out a sodden pair of white panties. You take a small sniff, and the scent of her cum is almost overwhelming, and you quickly hide them in your other pocket. Hey, you might not have cum, but at least you have a fun consolation prize.

As you head off toward Dr. Sapphires main laboratory, you ponder your recent issue with having sex with women. Each women you had fucked since becoming the Shadow had passed out from pleasure long before you finished, leading to some bad blue balls that frustrated you to no end. It felt like a monkey's paw had curled for you. You were gifted a cock a god would be jealous of, but you haven't found anybody to properly appreciate it.

You pass over a ridge, and Dr. Sapphire's lab comes into view. It's an unassuming building, three stories high and a bland grey. You crouch down and your nanobots activate both your cloaking and silent step, and creep down into the depression in which the lab stands.

You spot a pair of guards stationed at what looks to be the main entrance, and to your shock they're gorgeous. While not at the level of stereotypical bimbo as Mia, each is sporting at least a D-cup and have faces caked in makeup. You decide to stay out of their sights, but their quiet chatter intrigues you so you hide behind some shrubs to listen in.

"-and then I convinced my boyfriend that threesomes were a necessary addition to our sex lives. Like, my bf is hot, but doesn't quite have the dick I'm looking for so I need other people present to really spice things up and make me actually look forward to sex with him."

"Oh most def girl. At this point I _need _two dicks to get me off, so I've just been ping ponging between some friends with benefits who are open-minded to get me my dick fix."

Wow, you think to yourself as you quietly pad away from them. It sounds like each of them are just as slutty as Mia, which makes you pause. Clearly that's the kind of test subject Dr. Sapphire needs for her research. Women with high sex drives. If you combine that with Dr. Sapphires thoughts about how women shouldn't need men, it meant that her medicine probably killed the sex drives of women.

You have to stop this, because you know Dr. Sapphire won't stop at her guards. She would poison all women to no longer want to have sex, and you couldn't let that happen. Changing the biology of over half the planet just because you didn't like men was unacceptable, and you need to stop her here and now.

But first, you need to physically get inside the lab.