Regroup

You screech to a halt in your garage, and dismount after Rachel. "Fuck."

"Hey, it didn't go that badly," she says sympathetically, as Woodpecker and Foxgloves arrive. "We got everyone out of there unharmed, which is what we went there to do. Sounds like a win to me."

You decide to keep your disagreement on that front to yourself. You felt... outplayed. Humiliated. And despite your gorgeous girlfriend entwining her fingers with yours, you couldn't forget the sight of the Contortionist's breasts inflating, the pressure of her hand on your crotch, the taste of her tongue in your mouth.

"I've... got to go," you say, separating your hand from Rachel's. "I'm meeting Dr Kim soon."

You've got another two hours until the meeting, but you need to clear your head. You quickly change into jeans and a {if Futa==true}tight shirt{else}hoody{endif}, and ignoring Mary's advances, walk out into the drizzle. It feels odd taking the bus after buzzing down the streets on high-performance motorbikes in gaudy costumes: it felt beneath you, and yet it was comfortingly ordinary. You get off at your stop, make your way to the café{if Futa==true} (ignoring the gapes your soaked shirt attracts){endif}, and nurse a warm cup of coffee as you try to look at the whole thing objectively.

Perhaps it was ambitious, trying to break off and be independent so soon. But we didn't really have a choice, did we? And Rachel is right - we did save those people. So why does the Contortionist bother me so much? You go to the counter and get another cup. Is it because she was right? Are hot girls all I'm here for? You set down the cup with a clink. But is it really so bad if I am just doing it for the sex? I'm helping people along the way, and as long as I'm doing that, I think I deserve to help myself.

"{if Futa==true}Mikaela{else}Michael{endif}!"

The excited squeal shakes you out of your pondering. Has it been an hour already? You look to see your favourite doctor hurrying through the tables towards you, wearing a pastel-blue blouse that nicely hugs her thin body. She's paired it with a short navy skirt, drawing your eye to the top of her thigh-high tights, where just an inch of porcelain skin can be seen.

"Chae, good to see y-" You're cut off by the Korean pressing her lips to yours, kissing you like you hold the last breath of oxygen in the world. You hear her making little happy mewls into your mouth, leaning deeper and deeper into you. She pushes her tongue into your mouth, where it writhes with ecstasy.

You eventually manage to pry her off you. "Chae - Chae! Work first." You glance around, glad to see your ambient pheromones have already normalised your exploits to the rest of the café, fortunately for you.

"S-sorry," she giggles, quickly taking a seat and shuffling closer to you. "I've just missed my favourite patient so much. So much."

You **** yourself to not get distracted. "Did you and your sister make any progress on boosting my abilities to help me tackle other mutants?"

"Oh - yes, of course, I almost forgot," beams Chae. "We made these for you." She pulls out of her bag a couple of sleek tranquiliser guns, and a small bag of darts loaded with a white chemical. You prop up a menu to hide the strange goods from the other customers. "We've been working on isolating the different components of your semen. It's way more complex than I was expecting - besides the insanely high sperm count, there's a lot of 2,3-diamine-7-"

"Send me the details later," you interrupt her. "What have you got?"

"We managed to isolate an aphrodisiac component," explains the doctor. "Well, an aphrodisiac for women. It makes biological females horny, particularly for you, {if Futa==true}Mikaela{else}Michael{endif}. We expect the effect will wear off after an hour to a day, depending on the dose and the person's biology - or when they receive your cum. In biological males it triggers submissiveness, particularly towards you."

"So the different colour darts are -"

"Different concentrations," finishes Chae. "Green is a low dose - it'll make mutant males somewhat more afraid of you, or submissive to your authority. Mutant females will feel somewhat increased arousal, specifically towards you. Unfortunately this is the only one Cho was able to build an instant self-disposal system into. All the target will feel is a prick; by the time they turn their head, the dart will have delivered its payload and vaporised. These other colours take about half an hour to decompose."
She hands you another dart. "Red is high dose. Mutant males will find it almost impossible to resist your authority, and females will find it just as impossible to resist your sexuality. It'll also make mutant females very horny in general. And finally:"
She places a black-tipped dart in your palm. "The nuclear option. We were only able to make this one dart in time for this meeting, but we've got more on the way. I'll leave it to you to find out what this one does." You hold the dart up to the light, examining it carefully, before gently replacing it in its pocket.

Chae looks at you seriously. "Remember, {if Futa==true}Mikaela{else}Michael{endif}, these are doses for mutants only. Use these on an ordinary human and the effects would be multiplied tenfold. The black dart might even be lethal."

You nod an acknowledgement, and pack the precious materials into your rucksack. "Not bad, Dr Kim. I'm keen to see what you've got in development for our next meeting."

"Well, now we've done most of the spermatological analysis, all we have to do is build different delivery devices. Trust me, there's much more on the way. We've even been trying to find a way of boosting your home-brewed potential to the point where you can induce hypnosis in mutants, but that's looking a while away. What might help, however," she looks at you slyly, "is a fresh sample."

Gack-gack-gack-gack

Chae's eyes roll up in her head in ecstasy as you face-fuck her. You can feel her jaw straining as your monstrous cock forces its way into her petite mouth, but it seems she doesn't feel the pain one would expect. No, as her body shakes limply against the bathroom wall from your ravaging of her head, she's in heaven, her pink lips stretched around your girth, her cheeks pulled inwards as she tries to suck in your cock despite the roughness of your sex. The cute Korean doctor starts letting out little high-pitched whimpers and moans, muffled by the meat stuffed in her mouth, and with that she finally breaks your willpower. You allow yourself to cum, firing twice into her mouth, which immediately fills and begins to drool out, before you pull out and press a bottle to the tip of your cock. You fill it with one spurt. Given you still have at least seven spurts left, you turn back to Chae, and soak her pretty blue outfit with your cum, some white gunk spilling onto the tiled wall and floor. As you do so, Chae collapses into a heap of sexual afterglow, gazing up at the ceiling, her mouth agape as if it were filled with shaving cream, not {if Futa==true}Mikaela{else}Michael{endif}'s cream. As you watch, her jaw relaxes slightly, and some of it spills over the corner of her delicate lips, drooling down her pale cheek. You're not sure how she's going to explain this one to her husband.

You leave the cum-filled bottle with her, and exit the café's small bathroom, edging past one of the staff members{if Futa==true}, who simply gawks at you in astonishment and envy as you stride out of the café.{else}.

"Sounds like you had a good time in there, mate," he smiles at you, impressed. "I hope you didn't make too much of a mess for me to clean up!"

You shrug at him apologetically, and make your way out.{endif}{if Futa==true}

The rest of the chapters on this path have not been updated so they can be read from a futanari POV. I use 'if' statements so the same chapter can be read from either a male or futa POV - I'll get round to updating the rest of the chapters in this pathway before too long. In the meantime, the villain futa story is more complete, or you can read the rest of this story route from a male POV.{endif}