She’s been good, let her cum.

“Good girl, you can cum now.” Bryce said.

Nishi screamed, her cock sore from all the cumming, as the milker ripped another orgasm from her. He turned it off and noticed the reservoir was almost half full already. “Rest, then clean yourself up.”

He led Padma into the other room. “So, I assume we’ve…convinced you of our good faith?”

“Yes,” Padma admitted, sitting awkwardly at the table, legs crossed, holding his cum in, intensely aware of that fact and the fact that she’d been seen, in the throes of orgasm by the man she barely knew in front of her…

“So, what do you need to find a cure?”

“The same thing I’ve been trying to get, samples of her cum and additional victims to test treatments on. The former is obviously not a problem, the latter…I will leave to your ingenuity, seeing as how the Futa Converter only targets people with superpowers, I assume that this is not beyond your…powers.”

Ultraboy nodded, considering his potential test subjects, as well as ways to get others.

“Note, I don’t want to know who you are, or what your powers are, but…thank you.”

“You’re welcome. I could also provide someone to keep your brother…company,” Ultraboy offered.

“Provide a list of names and a chance for me to review them and we’ll talk. For now, get me the seed and get that bitch out of my house.”

“As you say. A word of advice, before we go, however.”

Padma raised an eyebrow. “Yes?”

“I’m retracting my order that she obey you. She still won’t harm you, but if you want her to do something, either for your research, or your…personal amusement, you’ll need to ask me and convince me that it’s worth her time.”

“Understood.” Padma said, her eyes wandering over Bryce’s fit young form, imagining ways to convince him.

Bryce nodded. “I’ll leave the cum on the dining room table, which is an odd sentence, and leave a card with a means to contact me.”

“Ah, yes,” Padma grabbed a card from her purse and passed it over. “You can call me too.”

“I just might do that,” Bryce said, with a smile and walking out, leaving behind a container of cum, a card which connected to a secured phone line and quite a bit of sweat and pleasure.

He and Nishi rode back, discussing the possible ways of getting a sufficient quantity of test subjects…