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Chapter 46
by Almax
hangh, hangh..... i-it's a good thing she's not in her right mind, so she probably won't remember seeing you like this....
You'd better get all fixed up....
Miranda stands up and off of you, looking pretty shocked and feeling pretty powerful with an intensely awakened glint in the back of her amazed eye. You take the opportunity to tiredly roll over onto your belly, arms stretched upwards, where you consider just taking a quick nap after creaming on the floor of the nurse's office. Your better judgement gets to you though, since being found asleep with a wet patch over your crotch and your shirt unbuttoned would probably be a bad look, so you begrudgingly get up and button your sweat-soaked shirt back together over your bra. Y-you should probably fetch that blazer, too.... hopefully none of your uniform's ruined or anything.
By the time slowly you get cleaned up and turn back to Miranda, it looks like she's back to her normal self again. Phew! Good thing you did decide against having a nap, it looks like you got dressed again just in time. And with how slowly you had to lumber around the room, you must've been cutting it really close regardless....
"D-did the pill work, do you think?" You ask her, trying to act like nothing happened and banking on her not remembering anything that did. Your legs nearly give out beneath you, but you just barely hold strong.
"U-uhhm...." Miranda says, eyes obviously staring down at your chest. Which probably means she's doing calculations, since people normally look away from your eyes when they're thinking about something. "It- I didn't expect it to be- it was so... arousing...."
Her voice drifts off into silence, and after waiting for her to continue, you step in for her.
"A rousing success? Oh, good." You say. "Uh, say, h-how much do you-- remember, after taking the pill?"
You stand and stare at Miranda awkwardly, who's still oogling your chest for calculation purposes. You shift your weight on your feet. She eventually shakes her head and looks up at you, which probably means you're all clear and she doesn't remember a thing.
"I- I didn't count on it.... I think, in addition to amplifying chemical outputs of adrenaline and so on, it must have done the same to the output of chemicals related to emotions as well. T-the intensity increasing far too much for my inhibitions to counteract...."
You're not sure what that means.
"S-so.... it went well, the test? You know how to make it better?"
Miranda pauses, looking down at your chest again, and then nods. Her face looks like one of somebody who just tried something they've always wanted to, and now wants more, like most people with cow tipping. You think you might spot a bit of drool coming out the side of her mouth.... She must be new to testing these sorts of inventions, then. You're glad she can enjoy the process, but even gladder she doesn't know the details of how it went.
"Well -- good!" You say, beaming widely. "I'm glad! Uhm, so.... I should get going...... but good work on it! I'll definitely come help out some more later!"
Miranda nods again, eyes still stuck on your chest. You wait for a response, which she doesn't give. You twist your top half to the side, testingly, and her eyes stay glued to your hidden boobs. You take a step to the left, and she tracks the most prominent feature of your shirt still.
Uhhh..... there might be some residual effects.... you'll just head out of the room now, in case something bad happens again, to be safe....... You give her a polite wave, and make your way to the door, trying to ignore how her eyes follow you as you push open the door and quickly leave out of it, fabric crotch of your pants squelching as you walk.
"Such a pervert, the effects were ****...." She mutters to herself as you leave the room, too quietly for you to hear properly. "S-still need some more- testing......"
She carries on in mutterings that you can't hear about the changes she needs to make to the combat pill, but by that point, you're already down the hallway so far you can't even hear them at all. You adjust the front of your pants as you walk, and it feels like your bra might've come a bit loose during all of that. You should probably fix both of those up soon..... but for now, just walking on seems like the best thing to do.
You feel oddly satisfied deep in your chest, and your boobs feel really limber, like a sore back after a massage, but you shan't admit it.
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