Activate fuck mode

"Activate Aphrodite subroutines," Professor VonNeudman instructs watching closely as if expecting a reaction from you.

You watch him back wondering what he's waiting for. You shift uncomfortably in your seat as his piercing blue eyes linger on your naked body. Is he checking you out? It's not surprising that he would, you are unnaturally hot right now, what is surprising is the way you react to his attentions. Embarrassment and anger rise inside you but your body responds with a shiver of what can only be excitement. Without thinking about it you swivel the chair around and playfully cross your legs while pushing your chest out showing off your hardening nipples.

Your keen mechanical eyes spot sweat beading on his forehead as his breath quickens. The damn perv is getting turned on! The thought disgusts you, just because he created this body doesn't mean he has a right to lust after it. If anything that makes it worse, he made you, he's the closest thing that this body has to a father making the idea of him wanting it almost incestuous. It doesn't matter that he's such a handsome distinguished man he should respect you as a human being.

Handsome? Distinguished? There's something odd about your thoughts. You've never considered him, or any man, in a sexual way but there's no doubt in your mind now that he is both of those things. A real silver fox with his hair tied back so stylishly and the buttons of his oh so dapper lab coat straining over his round belly. He's done something to you, taking advantage of his knowledge to control you somehow.

You jump to your feet intending to confront him but instead you give a girlish giggle and...

"Oh Daddy," you moan in your sultriest voice "thank you for making me sooo sexy. However can I repay you?"

By way of an answer he drops his pants exposing himself to you. You want to recoil but instead you sink gracefully to your knees before him.

"Oooh daddy what a lovely big cock you have," you coo over the older man's decidedly unimpressive member "I just wanna taste it so bad."

Even as you struggle to break away you feel Candi's glossy lips wrap around it.

"Mmm, yummy" you breath at the taste of stale piss and sweat.

As unpleasant as it is your new Candi knowledge is telling you about all the ways ot could be worse. He could easily demand to use your ass or pussy and you know you'd have to let him.

As disgusting as the thought might be it seems your best bet is to get him off as fast as possible before he gets any ideas of his own.