Progress report

Moira used the few days for some self reflection while working on the requested improvements for Bob.

Before ever meeting Bob, she would probably laugh at an insolent idiot who would even dare to claim her in any capacity. But then Bob entered her life, reminding her that he owned the intellect that got her so far in her life. At first she was conflicted but then as the time went by, she came to terms with the situation, the intellect she cherished belonged to a man who gracefully allowed her to use it she rationalized to herself. Indulging his requests in return for ability to use the cherished gift was a small price.

Moreso, he deserved all the praise and worship for making Moira who she was, truly the right person in the right place.

That's why when she saw Bob finally enter the laboratory after the days apart she couldn’t wait for her other guest to leave and when they were alone she dropped to her knees and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her body against him, her still reforming breasts softly pressing against his upper thighs as her face presses sideways against his lower torso, her face showing slight reverie.

Bob responds by moving his hands through her newly grown hair and then around her face, feeling the skin that also seems a tad bit more youthful than before. He reached her chin and guided her to stand up and face him giving her an approving smile.

“You did great, doctor~” Bob praised Moira before leaning in for a long and tender kiss, his hands reaching to her shirt unbuttoning it himself, as if he was unpacking a new present he anticipated. Revealing that in fact she didn't wear a bra as he suspected.

“Anything in the name of science~” Moira responded with her usual serious tone, adding just a note of flirtacious prolonging of the vowels. Her dignified accent only faded slightly as she felt one of Bob’s hands on her now more sensitive breast while the other hand went under her trousers to sample the enhanced rear that received some increased sensitivity itself.

Bob continued to undress her as she did so to him, as they were both finally nude, Bob could get a full view of his upgraded prize. Moira’s stomach showed signs of gaining some definition, maybe even a six pack in the works.

“Now, take a seat on the table, spread your legs, get your self ready while giving me a report” Bob ordered while taking a seat on a lab chair himself, stroking himself to the view of his newest prize.

“Very well” Moira responded, taking her seat on the edge of the lab table after clearing it out meticulously out of any clutter, she sat down, spreading her legs wide and bending her knees up as her feet landed on the edges of the table as well. “So -ah- As you may see, the augmentations tyo my body you requested are mostly in their final stages and I…” She paused to moan a little as her hand wondered her clit now, rubbing it eagerly. “...don’t feel any negative side effects. Mmmhmm….” Moira took a moment as she played with her own breast with her other hand as her fingers between her legs slid lower with every stroke. “The future asset should arrive at the lab within 48 hours - OH sea leanbh - most of the preparations for it’s arrival are complete…” Moira finished with a slightly ragged breath as she started panting as her fingers were now sliding in and out of her.

“Very good, what about the other project?” Bob inquired, his praise caused a pleasant whimper from Moira, causing him to smile wider.

“Ah~Crave mé é~ I be- ah believe I had the basic idea of transmutation bu-but there's some research to be done, gladly there is a suitable test subject available shall we need them - ah-” Moira wiggled on the table with excitement at this point, finished with her report.

“Perfect, you are doing so well. Now for your reward…” Bob stood up, Moira gained almost a dumb smile as she knew very well what was about to happen and she opened her legs even further out.

Bob approached Moira and aimed his shaft towards her cunt and lined up his tip to the entrance before giving it a soft push, causing moira’s legs to clamp around his back. The new mix of firm muscles with soft skin compared to her previous more bony build made him feel like cushioned into a tight safety grip. Bob started to trust against her slowly as she wrapped her arms around his neck, her new perky breasts pinned against his chest softly rubbing with her pointy nipples against his torso.

“Go raibh maith agat! Níos mó!” Moira moaned into Bob’s ear, her fingers digging into his back but not daring to scratch him as he lifted her by her ass with his hands firmly gripping it as she swinged against his body from the thrusts, bouncing eagerly on his cock.

Bob groaned feeling himself throb against tightening insides massaging his shaft that moved around inside. He smiled wide, tightening his grip on Moira as his seed spilled inside of her , some of it dripping even over their thighs.

Sweating a little Bob just laid back on one of the lower tables, having Moira lay on top of him still kissing while getting off of her own high.