Reverse Kegels

PutzDickens led Janet to a room across the hall. It was a large concrete bunker about 50 yards long and 10 yards wide. At this end, there was a chair with stirrups, and at the opposite end, was a large flat wall. Janet was guided into the chair and her legs secured.

"Okay, so you need to learn how to trigger the Fuchs reactor's discharge. Since it was triggered by an orgasmic release, Dickens and I have concluded that it should open when you relax your muscles down there. Like Kegels, only the opposite. Instead of strengthening them by tightening, you need to get used to loosening or opening those muscles." Putz explained.

Janet looked puzzled, but Dickens continued.

"Of course, it shouldn't need all of them to be open, as that would lead to some unpleasant outcomes. Eventually, you should be able to control it like lifting a finger." she said.

"OK, I'll send what I can do."

"You first need to charge it up." Dickens said, smirking.

"Should we...turn around or...?" Putz asked.

"If something goes wrong, we probably should watch. For safety?" Dickens asked, nudging Putz's shoulder.

"Right, for safety. Carry on." Putz said.

Janet took a deep breath and began to rub her tits, which felt amazing, and she sensed the warmth once again heading between her legs. She wanted to touch herself down there again, but felt she should slowly build up the charge. Charge too quickly, and she might orgasm again. Once she felt suitably aroused, she tried to relax her muscles between her legs. Nothing worked. She rubbed her tits some more and tried again with the same result.

It wasn't until she reached her peak and orgasmed that the blast was triggered again. PutzDickens were frustrated, but Janet was exhausted. She lay panting and sweaty on the table, her arms splayed out to her sides as her bare breasts heaved.

"I think we'll take a break and try again after lunch." Putz said, walking away.

"Oh, we should unlock you and let you rest in your room." Dickens said, unstrapping Janet from the stirrups and helped her to her feet.

"My... Room?" Janet asked, weakly.

"Yes. It's lovely. Don't tell me you thought you'd only be a lab rat to us? We want you to be all you can be. Think of us as friends. Here we are." Dickens explained, opening a large wooden door.

Janet was surprised. All she had seen so far were concrete walls and metal doors. Inside this time it actually looked...welcoming. it looked like a real bedroom, with painted walls, an angled ceiling, and a window! But what struck her were the furnishings. Her own bed, a vanity with a large mirror and chair, and even an entertainment center with a PlayStation and a big TV.

"Just lay on the bed for now, and I'll be back with something for you to eat, OK?" Dickens said, leaving Janet to her new room.