The Hard-on collider

My name is Romanov Kovalski, I was Head of Operations for Project Aquarius. My boss gave me this special project as thanks for turning her small skin care company into a multi-million dollar operation. And it was all because of the nerd in front of me, plugging away at a new machine. My dreams were about to come true.

Cameron ignored me while he continued working on the machine. Every once in awhile I heard his faint muttering of frustration and skepticism. Fucker thought this was a waste of time, but of course he did! The loser had everything he could ever want from life. Ten years earlier he was a loser at school, a nerd. That meant he was a nothing, nobody cared. But I’m the past ten years the world shifted and suddenly people like Cameron not only became respected, but admired. Now the once nobody had a perfect marriage, tons of money, and had to turn down interviews just so he could continue working.

So of course when I convinced Liz to take a break from skin care research and look into a way to help couples “get in the mood” the freak show of course hated it. The man had the balls to tell me communication and effort was all people needed to encourage a healthy sexual relationship. That he and his wife were very sexually active and that was their secret! He hadn’t met my wife. Never seen someone so miserable. And to think she wanted kids. You’re enough as it is!

Regardless what the lucky loser thought, we were working on MY idea and MY dream. It didn’t matter he lucked out and matured into a decent looking guy or that he apparently had the dream life. I was still running the show and I needed to remind him that. “So how’s it coming along?”

Cameron wiped his brow and fell onto his ass on the floor with a sigh, “I mean the machine is nearly finished. But I mean…Roman…trying to use some machinery out of our comfort zone to manipulate the-“ He noticed I was already tuning his science out and groaned in frustration, “I know you want to use our formula for alteration with this machine but it is so amazingly different in every way possible from skin care cream! Different application, different results, different methods and designs!”

“So how long will it take?”

Cameron looked at me with a familiar fury. Once in a blue moon I would spark that beast within him. He wasn’t some perfect well adjusted cunt he made himself out to be. The fire left his eyes after a moment and gritted his teeth, “The machine itself is almost done. Taking our formula and testing how it is affected by our machine might give us a better idea of how long but Roman…it could take years! It might even be impossible to use this method entirely and bankrupt the company!”

“Liz will decide the financials.” I said smiling at the resignation in his eyes. It soon turned to pleading.

“Roman…I understand it is important to you to have this desired effect. But science doesn’t work like this. If you want an aphrodisiac or similar from this lab then we should be looking in developing a cream that could do so. That’s what we already do here and it would add more control groups into what we are trying to achieve.” Cameron sighed. “This machine you prototyped…I don’t know how you came up with it, but it’s dangerous. It has an equal part genius and equal part complete lack of scientific understanding. Translating half of this and fixing the design was a nightmare.” He paused, “How did you come up with the plans?”

That bitch was suggesting I didn’t make the plans myself! My memories flashed of a skinny sexy brunette cradling a mug of coffee while I hastily scribbled her machinations. I felt like maybe I missed some things she said but I thought I did well enough considering! “I watched some tech videos on YouTube to make sure you were doing your job productively and not just wasting time bullshitting us for an east pay check. It’s shit like that which keeps me working where I’m at.”

Cameron frowned, “You need to send me the tech videos you watch then. These people are playing with the building blocks of life and reality. Tuning the machine to what you request might be laborious and time consuming but at least if we take our time it will be safe. But Roman…what this thing is capable of…after you get your aphrodisiac…we could change the world. Like- biggest company of the century change the world.” He looked at me like I was a small child, “But we need to play it safe. This thing is dangerous.”

“But it’s finished?” I asked with a grin.

Cameron shook his head and I left for a coffee. Hoping to see that sexy woman who offered to change my life. Entering the shop I looked to my usual table and smiled. The woman sat at his table, dressed in an elegant kimono like dress. Grabbing a coffee I sat down exuding the most powerful air of confidence I can, “So the machine is finished.”

The woman smirked, “Faster than I expected. Only one problem…” She raised her hand, spinning a metal rod and ring around her finger, “I told you to take this with you. But you ran off without it.”

I laughed nervously and shrugged, hiding my blush with a sip of coffee, “My guys are the best in the business, I’m sure they found a proper substitute.”

She raised an eyebrow and giggled mischievously, “Oh? And how did you find a alien metal able to keep your machine from occasionally switching on? It is very sensitive to its environment without it.”

It was my turn to raise an eyebrow, “The fuck, lady? Alien metal? You better not be telling me I just wasted my dream project on some hot cracked out bitch!”

Her eyes danced between amusement and anger before settling on curiosity. “When he finished the control panel did you copy in the code I gave you?”

I smiled, “Even better. Looked up some coding tutorials and gave your tame code some upgrades. Instead of the machine turning on the subject it will turn them into a sex crazed nympho not to mention I made sure to have my dick be the desired target if you know what I mean. Last thing I want is a cheating nympho wife.”

The woman took a sip to try and hide her amused smile but I saw through it. “Could I see this code?” Saving it on my phone for emergencies I showed her eliciting a loud cackle, getting the attention of half the shop. “Oh you cute, horny little man! I knew you were perfect for the job. Here I was just trying to help come out with a marketable aphrodisiac to get your planet a bit more active but you…you made this thing so much more exciting.”

I frowned. She said planet. Alien metal. Cameron mentioned knowledge that seemed genius and that seemed unobtainable. “Who are you?”

Her chair loudly screeched as she stood up. Her low cut kimono dress showing off a bit of her black bra. “Does it even matter anymore? Send my respects to your company. They just lost their chance at becoming the most influential **** in human history and if you put in that code correctly should be imploding any day now.” Walking by me I admired how her well cut dress showed off her swaying thighs. A metal clang before me woke me up from my horny stupor. “In case you decide to use this. Good luck.” I turned hoping to get a look at how her ass and legs looked in the well cut dress but she was gone.

No longer distracted, the words she said settled in. They didn’t exactly go great with Cameron’s warnings either. Getting up I rushed back to the lab.