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The Klauss Experiments


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Raymond Klauss was an odd man. He was eccentric, yes, but there so many more odd things about him that mere eccentricities hardly bared thinking about. The man was unique in a way only he -- or so he thought for now -- was capable of being.

Klauss' body chemistry was probably the most unique on the planet. His body produced rare and unheard of proteins and enzymes like Beethoven produced symphonies. Most if not all of them were beneficial to Klauss. There were proteins that slowed his body's aging or kept his metabolism healthy and even one (Klauss' favorite) that stimulated his brain to genius-level intellect.

Klauss put his one-of-a-kind body to work as soon as he graduated med school. Harvesting and culturing chemicals from his own body and then turning them into pharmaceuticals turned out to be a wildly successful business venture. People lined up outside of pharmacies to get the new Klauss drugs; drugs that would make them smarter, stronger, more energized and all without any apparent side effects.

Of course Klauss' competitors always wondered how he did it. They all thought he had access to some kind of secret stash of special plants or animals which produced these miracle medicines. But Klauss -- always a shrewd business man -- played things very close to the vest. He never let it slip that his wealth of products came from his own body and everyone who knew Klaus attributed his perpetually youthful looks and vivacity to personal indulgence in his own wares.

Yes, Klauss' body seemed to give him everything a man could want -- he seemed to have a protein for everything after all -- but there was one aspect of himself he never tried to market, but which always remained a morbid curiosity to him.

He still remembered the first time he discovered it. Ironically, that seemed to be a week of firsts for Klauss. He was seventeen and in that week he had his first kiss, his first sexual conquest of a woman, and his first discovery of what his semen was capable of doing to that woman.

He could recall the incident as though he were still living it. The seduction of the girl (Liz was her name) was quite easy. Another nifty little trick of his was the production of a very potent pheromone, which made him literally irresistible to women (it made for quite the popular cologne these days). Because of it, Klauss had always been popular with girls, but had never decided to pursue any of them. But Liz seemed to be exactly his type. She was smart, nerdy, and while no one would ever have called her super model material, she was certainly one of the cutest girls at Klauss' high school. Shoulder-length blonde hair, a round, freckled face with a cute little pixie's nose. She was short, but slender and wore her frame confidently. And to top it all off, she had the cutest set of large wire framed glasses. Klauss decided this girl had to be his first.

Their date went wonderfully and by the end of it, Liz had been exposed to enough of Klauss' pheromone to make her absolutely lecherous. She almost attacked him once they got into the bedroom, tearing both their clothes off in a whirlwind of flying fabric.

Klauss was glad his parents were out of town that month because Liz made every orgasmic moan under the sun that night.

Klauss did reasonably well for his first time. Ten minutes wasn't too bad at all considering how wildly Liz was gyrating on top of him. That orgasm was still the one he remembered most fondly. What seemed odd, though was Liz's reaction to it. She had just been brought to a crashing orgasm herself, but when Klauss' semen entered her, it seemed as though she was just getting started.

Liz's hips began to buck; soon her whole body was in a spasm. Klauss became worried; she wasn't moaning anymore, and here eyelids were fluttering. She looked more like someone having a seizure than an orgasm. Klauss pulled out of her and layed her on the bed as gently as he could. Still, she writhed on the bed. Klauss didn't know what to do. He scrambled out of bed and went for the phone, but before he could, Liz's spasms seemed to stop. They slowed to minor twitches and jerks. Soon, she looked as though she were just sleeping -- even her breathing seemed regular.

Klauss took a tentative step closer to her and put his fingers on her wrist. Her pulse was still a little elevated, but nothing to be concerned about. Still, he decided he would watch her all night to make sure she didn't have another fit. Throughout the night, Liz would squirm and moan on occasion. She would rub her thighs together and make a face like she had an itch down there that was impossible to scratch. Finally morning came and with it, Liz finally woke up. Klauss asked her if she was alright and she told him she was, although she didn't know exactly why she was there or why she was naked for that matter. She did have a headache she said and it seemed as though all memory of the night before had been completely wiped from her mind. Liz left Klauss' house that morning deciding that her and Klauss had been partying and drinking all night -- hence her hangover-like symptoms that morning -- and Klauss was glad to let her leave thinking as much. What happened last night had scared the hell out of him and he wanted to put as much distance between him and it as possible if he could.

That weekend went on normal enough for Klauss. He didn't see Liz again, which he thought was odd considering girls usually like to maintain a relationship with guys they may or may not have had sex with. Klauss even tried calling her, but she wouldn't answer her phone. Klauss chalked it up her being embarrassed about waking up next to him and not knowing why. He let it go at that until he got to school the following Monday.

Liz was suspiciously absent. Klauss spent the entire day wondering if something had happened to her. Even then, Klauss knew about his peculiar body and while he had no complaints about how it worked for him, he didn't know what the things his body produced might do to other people if they were exposed to them. After school, Klauss decided he had to go check up on Liz. He couldn't stand not knowing if he had done something to her.

Klauss went straight to Liz's house after class let out. He knocked maybe a little too urgently on her door. After what seemed like hours the door finally opened a crack. All Klauss could see was a dark slit between the door and frame and an eye peeking through it.

"Go away Klauss. I'm not feeling good." Klauss recognized Liz's voice and his worries were assuaged in the least to hear what she had told him.

"What's wrong, Liz? How are you not feeling well?"

"I don't want to talk about it, Klauss; please just go away." She sounded scared and was that embarrassment he heard in her voice too? Maybe she was afraid whatever he had done to her was catching. Jesus, what had happened to her?

"Liz I need to see you. Please let me in for just a moment."

Liz shut the door and Klauss could hear her walking away. Damn it, what had he done to her?

Klauss ran around the house, hoping to find a window he could maybe get a look at her through. All of them had the blinds drawn except one; it was hidden behind a large bush. It was uncomfortable, but Klauss was able to squeeze his way between the bush and the window. He peeked through. The room was dark, but he was starting to make out what was inside it. It looked like a bedroom and not the master. Maybe it was Liz's. As luck would have it, the door opened and someone walked in. At first Klauss thought it might be Liz, but the person who walked through the door couldn't have been her. This girl had to be at least a hundred pounds heavier. She turned around in a slow, lumbering waddle and closed the door. She turned again and Klauss saw her face. It looked like Liz, but still the difference was too big. No one could gain that much weight in two days, but Klauss knew for a fact that Liz didn't have a sister. Her mom wasn't that big, so who else could it be? Was it possible that Klauss semen had done this to her?

Klauss kept watching her, unable to look away. He felt he had to observe her further to know for sure if this was really Liz. The evidence seemed to be pointing in that direction, though. For one, the clothes this girl was wearing certainly didn't fit her and they looked like they might have been baggy on the Liz Klauss knew. He even thought he recognized the outfit.

Klauss watched as Liz fell into her bed, looking as though she was glad to finally get off her feet. Almost as soon as she had, he saw her rub her thighs together, just as she had done the night they had had sex. He watched as her hand struggled to get between the fabric of her over-burdened pants and her much larger belly. Having no luck with that, Liz struggled to pull her pants completely off; she looked desperate to have them off in fact. When they were finally around her ankles, Klauss stared in amazement as Liz went to town on herself. The girl rubbed at her vagina furiously and her hips bucked as her hand went to work. At first Klauss was too shocked at what he was seeing to notice what else was going on, but his sharp eye noticed it eventually. Liz was getting bigger. Klauss watched awe-struck as Liz inflated like a balloon and the more intense her masturbation became the bigger she seemed to get.

Her shirt began to slip up her belly as it grew bigger and bigger. Her thighs were widening and Klauss thought he could almost see the cellulite dimples forming.Her arms stretched the sleeves of her shirt further and further out until it looked like she was only wearing a sports bra instead of the baggiest shirt she owned.

Liz screamed as her orgasm seemed to shake her entire body. Every bit of her jiggled with the movement. When she was finished, Liz passed out, but Klauss couldn't pull himself away from the window. He was too shocked at what his semen had done to this girl. He couldn't yet make sense of all of it, but he decided he would.

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Since his experience with Liz, Klauss had vowed never again to have sex until he had the chance to examine his semen and discover everything about it that he could.

Of course, with money to make form his other, more marketable characteristics, the research into the properties of his semen kept being delegated to the realm of passive interests. There were better things besides figuring out how to safely have sex that Klauss could use his considerable intellect for. At least, that's how Klauss felt at first. Twenty years had gone by since Klauss had discovered what his semen was capable of and in that time, he had found pretty much every marketable aspect of himself and figured out how to exploit it. His business was one of the most successful in the world, and these days, it needed next to none of his personal involvement to stay that way. Klauss had tried to find ways to occupy his time, but paltry hobbies could only keep a man of his vast intelligence satisfied for so long. Klauss decided he needed something much more interesting; something that would challenge his scientific mind; an experiment, but what kind?

One day Klauss was pondering this question when, out of nowhere he felt a stirring in his loins. He could feel himself getting hard -- something which hadn't happened for a while now -- and memories of Liz, his first and only sexual experience came flooding back into his mind. Of course, Klauss never forgot about the tests he meant to run on himself (Klauss never forgot anything really), but it was only then that he felt a real desire to find the answers he had so long ago vowed to pursue. With a grin on his face, Klauss decided now was as good a time as any to do just that. He grabbed a plastic sample cup and went to the bedroom to take care of his recent stirring.

Days later, Klauss had found out virtually everything he could about his semen, which unfortunately was not that much. His powerful microscopes and chemical reagents could only tell him so much. Yes, he discovered that his semen was different from that of other men on a molecular level -- far different -- but so far, he couldn't figure what exactly it was that had caused the peculiar reaction in Liz.

He knew what the next logical step was, but was hesitant to take it. He needed to recreate the event that had taken place twenty years ago; he needed to have sex again. Not only that, he needed to create an environment which he controlled completely; he would need to conduct tests and collect samples from any test subjects after all. Certainly a man with his means could arrange something like that, but the question of ethics kept popping into his mind like a pimple that just wouldn't go away, no matter how many times it was purged from his face (not that Klauss had ever had pimples).

He couldn't kidnap someone; he was a man with too much to loose if he were caught. Although, he did have quite a wealth of employees. He couldn't kidnap any of them, but he could certainly pull many strings in any of their lives. All he would have to do is find a suitable female employee, one with little to no family and friends; he would need to keep a low profile after all. If anyone started to suspect that his body was in any way different from that of a regular human, his business could suffer greatly.

A plan began to form in Klauss' head and soon he was hard at work looking through employee files. He narrowed his choices down to a small list and after a few days, Klauss had finally found his mark.

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Julie had always been a run of the mill customer service representative for Klauss Pharmaceuticals. She never thought of herself as the type to stand out or attract any noticeable amount of attention. She was attractive, yes, but not in any way that made her remarkably so. Her brown hair was cut short, just below her jawline. Her skin was pale -- a little too much, she thought, but that's what came with the life of a shut-in. She was slender, but not particularly toned (Julie had always been one of those people who never needed to work out or diet to stay thin), but that of course meant hat her bust was small (not washboard flat, but certainly nowhere in the realm of Pamela Anderson) and her butt could have been a little curvier. Julie had always figured her most attractive feature was her eyes; almond-shaped and piercing blue.

Average: that's how Julie would have described herself on a good day. So it goes without saying that when Raymond Klauss, the CEO and owner of the company asked her out on a date, surprised didn't even begin to describe how Julie felt just about then. To tell the truth, she couldn't really even speak for a second or two when he asked her.

"Well? What do you say?" Mr. Klauss looked at her with a subtle, but confident smile on his impossibly handsome face. Honestly, she couldn't believe the man was supposed to be nearing forty; he could still pass for being Julie's age and she was in her mid-twenties. Good looks alone were enough for this man to intimidate and enchant Julie, his immense wealth didn't even bare thinking about. Still, she couldn't just say nothing.

"Umm, is that alright? I mean I'm an employee and all, isn't that against the rules?"

Mr. Klauss bellowed out a warm laugh. Julie didn't know if she should be frightened or join in the laughter with him. "Julie, I own the company; I make the rules. If I'm asking you out for a drink, I think it's safe to assume that you can say yes." Mr. Klauss paused for a second then added "assuming you want to, that is. You can say no if you want to. Don't let the boss pressure you."

Julie almost forgot he was the company's CEO for a moment. He was confident, sure, but that last part almost made him sound like a scared teenager who had mustered up all his courage to ask his crush out to the prom. It was sweet. For that matter, Mr. Klauss wasn't at all what she expected him to be. He was suave, yes, but never arrogant. It didn't seem like he actually expected her to say yes; it was more like he was hoping she would.

In any case, she felt a little more at ease now. "Well, I guess it would be alright. Sure, we can get a drink together."

"Great. You're off now, right?"

"Actually I still have about an hour left."

Mr. Klauss' smile widened. "I'm sure I can get management to overlook a missed hour. Come on. Let's get going."

Julie was a bit worried that she would be going out on a date with her boss in her work clothes, but figured if he minded, he wouldn't have asked her to go with him now. "Ok. Should I go tell my boss?"

"I'll take care of everything; don't worry about it."

Ray (Mr. Klauss had insisted that Julie call him by his first name) escorted Julie out to his stretch limo. It turned out that was where Ray had intended to grab those drinks. Julie was a bit concerned about that, but Ray just insisted that he wanted a better chance to get to know her and the best way he could think of was privately.

As the driver took them around town, and as Julie got a few drinks inside her, she found she much preferred Ray's idea after all. Not only that, but throughout the ride, she found Ray inching his way closer and closer to her. Any other day, she would have been alarmed if a man made any kind of move on her on the first date, but this time, Julie found that she was completely fine with Ray's advances. Actually, she was more than fine. As the date progressed, Julie found that she was getting more and more excited as Ray moved closer and closer to her. After only hour, Julie would have been shocked to know that her panties were soaking wet if she had the presence of mind to think about anything other than Ray's tongue performing its magic while locked with her own.

Julie was almost insane with lust when Ray decided to pull away from her for a moment. "I think we should head to your place," he said, his intoxicating smile never leaving his face.

Julie tried to speak, but that seemed to be beyond her mental capacity at that moment. All she could do was nod her head. Ray told the driver where to go (something Julie might have been alarmed about if her mind were a bit more sober) and then went back to sending Julie to the moon.

When they arrived at Julie's apartment, she and Ray were able to separate their lips just long enough to get to her flat. When the door closed, they kissed all the way to the bedroom. When they both fell onto the bed, Ray didn't need to worry about undressing himself, Julie took care of that for both of them. By the time Ray finally entered her, Julie was wet enough to supply a water park slide.

Julie had never felt sex like this. The more Ray thrust inside her, the more she felt like a wild animal. She wasn't aware when she forced Ray to the bottom. All that mattered to her was the feeling radiating from between her legs. That seemed to be only the epicenter. Ripples of pleasure spread throughout her entire body; she swore she could even feel her fingers having little orgasms of their own. Julie couldn't hear the noises she made, which was probably a good thing; it was doubtful she would have believed herself capable of making them. Time no longer mattered to Julie. All that mattered was the increasing pleasure that was building up inside of her. It felt as though it was climbing, waiting to fall into what would surely be the most intense pleasure she had ever felt in her life.

It happened. Just when she thought this euphoria would go on forever, she felt an orgasm explode like an atomic bomb inside her. She screamed almost loud enough to shatter the windows in her bedroom.

The orgasm was the most intense experience of her life, but just when she thought it was over, she felt a new sensation; a pulsing warmth in her vagina. At first she thought it was only the remnants of her divine climax, but the heat persisted, and soon it felt like her insides were on fire. At first it was painful, but the sensation became something she had never felt before. Not pain and not pleasure, but a strange mix of the two. Whatever it was, Julie didn't really care for it. She had no time to voice her concerns, though. Her orgasm left her barely capable of movement, let alone speech and this new feeling had escalated to an unbearable point in a matter of seconds. Julie began to convulse uncontrollably. Before she could even begin to think about what was happening her, her vision started to blur. Soon, everything went dark and Julie's mind felt as though it was spiraling away from her.

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The orgasm, which had rendered Julie unconscious had also been quite the experience for Klauss. True, it couldn't have been anywhere near what Julie had just experienced, but it was still the first sex Klauss had had in twenty years. He had almost forgotten the ecstasy that came with a climax only a woman was capable of bringing; and boy how Julie had brought on that climax. Klauss didn't think he'd ever get the memory out of his head, nor did he really want to. The shy Julie who had been reluctant to accept his invitation earlier that afternoon had disappeared entirely and a savage, lustful animal had taken her place. Klauss didn't think that Liz had even reacted that strongly to his pheromones, but then different people might react to his bodily chemicals in different ways; perhaps it was purely psychological. Klauss made a mental note to look into the matter further, but not now. Now he needed to get to work on establishing the parameters of his experiment.

Klauss hadn't suggested that they go back to Julie's on a whim; that's where he needed her to end up. He needed her to wake up in her own bed -- hopefully with her memory completely wiped of what had happened just as Liz's had been -- and more importantly, he needed to start setting up his observational units in her apartment. Hell, why pretty up the words? He needed to install spy cams. Klauss retrieved what he needed from the limo outside and hurried back into Julie's apartment. Installing the cameras was fairly easy. He had boned up on how to successfully and discreetly install secret cameras the night before, and now he could have given the CIA a run for their money.

Once the cameras and mics were in their proper places, Klauss quickly dressed Julie in her pajamas (he didn't need her wondering why she had inexplicably woken up naked), covered her with her comforter and made his exit, leaving no trace of himself behind. If his luck held, Julie, like Liz, would remember nothing when she awoke.

Klauss climbed into his limo and told the driver to take him to home. He needed to start preparing for the real work of this experiment.

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Two things demanded Julie's attention when she woke up: her head and her vagina. Both were throbbing and felt a little swollen. At first Julie slipped in and out of complete consciousness, but soon enough she gathered her wits and was able get herself out of bed; barely. Her legs felt like they were made of rubber and her stomach seemed ready to fly out of her mouth when she finally stood upright. She staggered for a moment, but when the floor finally became horizontal again, Julie was able to walk to the kitchen to get herself some water.

After a few chugs of water, Julie began to feel a little better. A few more swigs and she felt better than better. Strength returned to her legs and her head stopped spinning. The only thing that was still bugging her was her vag. It didn't hurt anymore, but Julie felt way more randy than usual this morning. Julie looked at the clock on her microwave and decided she had some time to flick the bean before she had to get ready for work.

Julie lay down on her bed and stuck her hand down her boxers. She caressed her moist, throbbing womanhood, but she knew right away gently rubbing wasn't going to do the trick this time. Julie was horny and she needed to *** the hell out of herself if she was going to be any kind of useful today.

Her motions became faster, her fingers more adventurous. As she went to town, Julie was dimly aware of a constricting feeling that seemed to be surrounding her. Her breasts felt more confined by her little tank top, but at first she didn't think much of it; it was usual for women's breasts to swell when they were horny. But that wasn't all. Her boxers were becoming increasingly tight. Was it that time of the month already? Who cared? The more Julie masturbated, the better she felt. In fact, she believed she was having better sex now than she had ever had with a partner. Tiny little orgasms vibrated throughout her body, she could feel a big one coming, though. If she kept going, she knew she would experience the best climax of her life. Still, there was that gnawing thought in the back of her mind. It wasn't just her imagination; her clothes were getting tighter and for that matter, she just felt bigger. It didn't matter. Her little orgasms were getting more intense, she was moaning now -- something she never did while masturbating. Finally, the big one erupted. Julie screamed as her body shook with the pleasure. She thought she might pass out, but all she did was lay there a while.

When the afterglow began to fade, Julie forced herself to sit up, she would need to shower soon. When she tried to sit up, though, she met with some resistance she had never felt before. It was almost as though her belly was stopping her from doing it.

She rocked herself to give more momentum and then she was sitting upright just as she wanted. Julie looked down and saw something she was completely unprepared for: under breasts that were a bit larger than she remembered them, Julie saw a small pot belly sticking out. Not just out from her boobs either, but it was poking out of her shirt too; a shirt which, just a few short minutes ago, she had been able to pull down past her butt.

Julie jumped out of the bed, horrified. Her new belly was a little less prominent when she was standing, but it was still undeniably there. That wasn't everything. Besides her breasts and belly, Julie noticed that her boxers now felt very uncomfortable around her waist. Her ass cheeks also felt like they were catching a bit more breeze now that they were hanging out of the bottoms of her underwear. Julie reached around and found her butt much sooner than she expected to. She gave it a squeeze for good measure. Her butt had never been firm or toned, but it also had never been this squishy.

Now very alarmed, Julie rushed to the bathroom and hopped on the scale. The dial stopped at 139 lbs. Julie could only stare at the number. She had checked her weight just the day before yesterday and it had only been 110. How could she have gained 29 pounds in only a couple days? No, not a couple of days, a couple of minutes. Julie didn't imagine it, she was thinner than this when she woke up this morning. She had been pretty groggy when she woke up, but she knew the feel of her own body.

Come to think of it, why had she been so out of it this morning? What had happened to her the night before? Julie tried to remember the day before. She thought as hard as she could, but the most recent things she could remember stopped about mid-morning of the previous day. Everything else was a mystery to her.

Julie looked down again at her expanded body. What had done this to her? She needed to find out. Julie called in sick at work and made an appointment to see her doctor for the day.

As she hung up the phone, Julie felt a stirring between her legs. She couldn't be horny again, could she? Certainly not after the orgasm she had had that morning. But orgasm or not, Julie couldn't deny she was horny again. She tried not to think about it -- she had more important things to think about at that moment -- but the throbbing in her vagina would not be ignored. The more Julie tried to push it from her mind, the more forcefully it established its presence. Soon, Julie couldn't ignore it any more. She needed to masturbate, or she would go crazy. She went to her dresser and pulled out a vibrator. If that didn't take care of her for the day nothing would. Julie pulled her too-tight underwear off and began going to town. If she thought the last time was a treat, this time was god damn ambrosia. Julie's hips bucked uncontrollably as she slid the vibrating pleasure stick in and out of her. Again, she felt that distant sensation of growing, but it was no more than a minor annoyance in the face of what she was feeling right now. Julie moaned and screamed and became more wild with every thrust of the vibrator. She brought herself to another insane orgasm, this one seemingly more intense than the last.

Afterward she lay on the bed, panting and exhausted. Again her strength returned to her and again she tried to sit upright. Again, she encountered resistance; this time more than before. When Julie finally got herself sitting up, she saw right away that she had a serious problem. Her belly was now sitting in her lap and any notion of her little shirt covering it up was now gone. Pale, round flesh stared back up at her. Julie poked it, as if checking to see that it was really hers. Of course it was, who else's could it be? Julie got out bed, slower this time; she could feel her new weight pulling on her, throwing her off balance and trying to bring her back down into the bed. This time standing did nothing to diminish the presence of her belly. Instead of pooching out, it hung down now. Julie made a slow trek to the bathroom and looked at herself in the full mirror on the door. Shocked did not even begin to describe how Julie felt right then. Her shirt was well on its way to acting as a bra only now. Her breasts, which before were B cups, were now unquestionably D's, maybe even bigger than that. She turned around to look at herself in profile. Her boxers looked like over-burdened panties now. Her large butt cheeks stuck out of them and drooped down her thighs, which had swelled a good portion themselves. A thought popped into Julie's head. Maybe swelling was all this was. Maybe she was just having an allergic reaction to something. Julie grabbed her new belly and shook it; all doubt was removed. Her belly jiggled and swayed. Her boobs and butt bounced with every movement. Her face had developed chipmunk cheeks and she could see the beginnings of a second chin; Julie wasn't having an allergic reaction, she was fat.

Julie stepped on the scale again, thinking after the mirror, nothing could shock her anymore. She was wrong. 174 pounds. Julie stared at her scale like it was a nuclear bomb. How on earth could she have gained another 35 pounds in only a few minutes? Julie had no idea. She could only hope her doctor might.

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Klauss was very pleased so far. Based on what he saw through the hidden cameras he had placed all over Julie's apartment, he now knew that his semen produced consistent results. What's more, given the behavior that Julie displayed, Klauss now knew that for whatever reason, not only did masturbation seem to cause the weight gain, but the women afflicted with this peculiar condition (Julie in this case) seemed to be almost slaves to the very desire to do so. Whatever Klauss had done to her, it driven her sex drive through the roof; now he just needed to know why.

The answer to this was simple. Julie was understandably concerned about the state she now found herself in and had therefore made an appointment with her doctor to find out why this was happening (Klauss patted himself on the back for remembering to bug her phone). All Klauss needed to do was insert himself as her doctor and use the opportunity to take the samples he would need to find his answers; a foreseen obstacle, and one that Klauss could overcome easily.

Power and money went a long way in this particular experiment, it turned out. All Klauss needed to do was coerce Julie's regular physician to take a day or two off (something he managed by sending a few thousand dollars the good doctor's way)and then arrange for himself to examine the lovely young lady (a large donation to the hospital took care of that). Finally, Klauss couldn't have Julie recognize him. He didn't need her questioning why the head of the company she worked for felt the need to examine her medically nor did he wish to take the chance of bringing any sort of memories she might have of the previous night back to light. A disguise was needed. Again, no big concern. A little Hollywood makeup went a long way. And after only a few hours preparation, Klauss now looked thirty years older with a bushy salt-and-pepper beard thrown in for good measure. By three o' clock that afternoon, Dr. Klauss was ready for his patient.

When Klauss entered the room where Julie was waiting for him, he took a moment to admire his handy work. Seeing it on video was one thing, in person it was quite another. Julie had not found much in the way of clothes, since now most anything she owned wouldn't make it past either her much larger hips or enhanced bosom. The best she had been able to manage was what once must have been a baggy sundress but was now barely within the realm of public decency. Her breasts threatened to bulge completely out of the low and very stretched neck line. Klauss found himself more than slightly aroused at the amount of cleavage he spied. The hem of the dress, which Klauss could imagine reaching down to just below the knee on the thinner Julie now barely reached mid-thigh and her burgeoning butt threatened to spill out given just the right amount of movement.

Julie looked a bit confused when she saw Klauss enter the room. "Where's Dr. Wright? I was told he was available today."

Klauss smiled warmly. "Oh, nothing to worry about. Dr. Wright had a bit of an emergency this afternoon and he asked me to fill in for him. I'm Dr. Kynes, nice to meet you." Klauss reached out to shake her hand, and Julie nervously shook it. He could tell she didn't want someone other than her regular doctor seeing her like this, but given her situation, she didn't have much of a choice.

"So what seems to be the problem today?"

Julie fidgeted for a moment, obviously uncomfortable with what she would have to tell him. "Well, I'm not really sure."

Klauss feared she might not confide in him after all. He needed to coax her into telling him and letting him examine her. "Hmm, according to your medical records, it seems you've gained quite a bit of weight since your last checkup. Might it have anything to do with that."

The dam broke and Julie's words seemed to flow out in a torrent. "Yes, but it's not what you think. I didn't weight this much yesterday. And I don't mean I've only gained a few pounds since then, I gained all of it. I mean just today, I gained 64 pounds; just today."

"Slow down, Julie. Start from the beginning, tell me what happened."

Julie told Klauss the entire story. How she woke up feeling odd, like she was hungover or something. Then how she had felt intensely aroused and then how she had pleasured herself and produced the results he was looking at now.

Klauss stood there for a moment with his hand on his chin, pretending to consider what Julie had just told him. He knew where this had to end, but he didn't want to stir any unneeded suspicion from Julie; he couldn't appear too eager to move on with this.

"So, you're absolutely sure that this weight did not accumulate until today?"

"Yes. Yesterday morning any of my clothes could have fit me, but today nothing. Not even this dress fits me, but it was the only thing I had that would cover me well enough. I'm not making this up." Tears started to form at the sides of Julie's eyes. She looked like she was on the verge of completely losing it. "Is there anything you can do to help me? Has anything like this happened to someone before?"

Klauss took another dramatic pause. "I'll be honest, Julie I haven't heard of anything like this before. But I am going to look into it." Klauss gave her best smile. "Don't worry, I'm going to find a way to make this stop." Klauss went over to a drawer and picked an empty syringe out of it. "I'm going to take a few samples from you, Julie. Just a little blood and some swabs of vaginal tissue. Is this alright?"

Julie blushed. "Ok, but why the vaginal tissue?"

"Well, you said that masturbation causes the weight gain. I'll need to see if there's anything unusual that's going on down there."

"Alright."

Klauss took the blood sample that he needed and stuck it in a sample box. Then he told Julie to take off her underwear and lye back on the table. He then grabbed a large cotton swab and stuck it in Julie's vagina. It was amazing, just that little bit of stimulation seemed to make Julie nearly orgasmic and if Klauss' eyes weren't playing tricks on him, he was sure he could see her grow just the tiniest bit right in front of him (seven or ten pounds at least).

When he took the swab out, Julie desperately cried out, "No, don't stop."

Klauss did his best to ignore her and put the swab in a sealed sample bag. When he turned around, Klauss was shocked at what he saw. Julie was now in the midst of pleasuring herself. It was amazing; it seemed as though even the slightest stimulation would render Julie lustful beyond all common scruples. Klauss didn't attempt to stop her, he just watched as Julie rubbed herself vigorously and moaned and grew. Seeing the growth in person was quite a thing. Klauss watched as Julie's sundress lost the battle to contain her ever-growing body. He could hear ripping sounds as her breasts pushed their way out of the neckline, the nipples slowly but persistently making themselves present to the rest of the world. As her thighs and butt grew, the hem of the dress made its way closer and closer to her waist, which was doing its best job to split the dress' seams. The sound of ripping fabric was soon overpowered by Julie's orgasmic screams and Klauss began to worry that some concerned doctor would decide to come crashing into the room at any minute.

The larger Julie became, the more furiously she rubbed herself, and the more intense her cries of pleasure became. Finally, her she arched her back and gave out a final piercing scream as she climaxed. The spray of her ejaculation hit the wall across form her with tremendous force and then splashed onto the ground. By the time she was finished, Julie's dress had become a set of tattered rags the did nothing to cover her larger body.

Klauss took it all in. Her breasts must have made their way up to F cups at least. Her upper arms were hanging with fat that now seemed to making its way down her elbows. Her belly now stuck out much further, and Klauss guessed that when she stood, it would form an apron that could easily cover her pubic mound. Her thighs now touched from the tops to midway down to the knees. And Klauss could only imagine what her ass would look like when she was standing.

Julie began to come to her senses. She sat up looking a bit confused, then took at look at her further changed body. "Oh my god," she wailed. She cupped her now double-chinned face into her hands and sobbed openly.

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Getting Julie to calm down after her recent incident was not small feat. To say she was mortified would have been putting it mildly. Klauss found that he was a bit ashamed of himself for putting this poor girl into this situation, but there wasn't anything he could do about it now. If he found a way through his research to cure her, he would do so. If not, he could consider Julie one more sacrifice to the progress of science.

After Klauss got her to stop crying, he was able to have the hospital locate some larger clothes for her to wear. Klauss figured she must have gained another forty pounds at lest with this last episode. He wanted to get another weight measurement, but knew it would likely send Julie into a renewed bout of hysterics if she saw how much she weighed now. If Klauss had to guess (and given his genius brain, Klauss' guesses were usually to be relied upon) he would have put her at about 215 pounds, give or take a couple pounds. It was amazing; Julie had managed to put on one hundred pounds in less than a day, something which Liz had done in two. Perhaps her self-control was weaker than Liz's, but it could also be that Klauss' semen had become more potent with age. The only way he would know that for sure would be if he subjected another woman to it. He would take that into consideration, but for now he had his hands full with Julie.

After he was able to secure her a XXL size set of sweats to wear and called Julie a cab home, Klauss secured his samples and headed back home. There was work to be done.

Analyzing the blood would take some time, days perhaps. Klauss needed to test it for any abnormal hormones and proteins and such and those tests were very meticulous. Studying the vaginal tissue might take less time. The first step there was checking it under a microscope.

When he put his eye to the viewfinder, Klauss was able to see a notable difference right away. The number of cells that made up nerve-endings seemed to be incredibly high. Klauss couldn't project any solid figures without further testing, but he guessed that Julie now had ten times as many nerve-endings in her vagina as she did previously. This would certainly explain her increased sex drive. The development of these nerve-endings would also undoubtedly have been very painful at first, hence the extreme reaction Julie had had when Klauss ejaculated into her. The shock to her system could also explain her blacking out and loss of memory upon waking. Of course all this was only hypothesis so far. Klauss would definitely need to reproduce this experiment if he wanted any concrete facts. That would mean finding another woman to do this to. That would come late, though. For now Klauss needed to monitor Julie and watch for any other side effects or developments that might occur. He also needed the results of her blood test before he could even begin to derive any conclusions about what he had done to her. In short, he couldn't start experimenting on another subject until all possible questions and facts had been successfully established with his current one.

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Julie walked into her apartment only half aware of what she was doing. She was too mortified at what had happened at the doctor's office that afternoon to dedicate any significant amount of thought to anything else. Had she really masturbated in front of a complete stranger? Hell, embarrassment at that was the least of her worries. That same stranger had not only seen her pleasuring herself, but had watched in what she could only imagine to be horror as she literally exploded out of her clothes.

Julie looked down at her fattened form. Her belly now blocked her view of her feet. She had heard fat people talk about this happening: men who complained about no longer being able to see their dicks, women who complained that they couldn't even properly look at their scales to see how fat they had really become. For as long as Julie could remember, she had been a thin person. She had never considered herself strikingly beautiful, but she figured she looked good enough, being thin certainly did help. Now, in less than a day, Julie had joined the ranks of the fat people. She was now a fat woman.

Julie lumbered over to her couch, still unaccustomed to carrying that much weight around. She tried to walk the way she normally did, but found her legs kept getting in the way of each other. She was forced to widen her stance and what once had been a walk turned into a shuffling and ungraceful waddle. Julie plopped down into her couch, her ass finding the cushions much sooner than she thought it should and heaved a sigh of relief to be off her feet. She now knew why fat people didn't exercise that much. Carrying all this new weight around certainly wasn't easy.

It was funny; she still was thinking of fat people as though they were something she was not. She figured the change had come too suddenly, she hadn't had time to get used to herself as a fat woman. It may take some time, but she figured she'd start thinking of herself that way eventually.

Eventually? Was she planning on staying this way for long? No, of course she would loose the weight. She would have to start exercising more, that's all. She already didn't eat much, so dieting wouldn't be a challenge at least.

Yeah right, she thought. Who was she kidding? If whatever was wrong with her kept up, she wouldn't be fitting into her clothes for quite some time. Hell, she wold probably outgrow the sweats she was wearing if this kept up.

Julie thought of herself getting bigger and bigger. She thought of how much more difficult it would be to move. How much longer would it be until movement was a thing of the past? Was it possible for her to get so big that she wouldn't be able to get out of bed?

Julie's imagination whirled out of her control and she saw herself becoming big enough to fill an entire room. The thought of it scared the hell out of her and before she knew it, her tears were dripping between her sausage-like fingers.

"I won't let it happen," she said to herself. "I won't let myself get that big. I'll tie my hands to the bed before I'll touch myself again." Julie started to feel a little better after this proclamation. She could do it if she really wanted to. She would learn how to ignore these stirrings. The doctor would find out what was wrong with her, and tell her what to do to fix it. She would be alright.

Just as Julie began to feel better about the situation, she felt the familiar tingle between her legs. This was her test. Could she really resist her new urges? At first, it seemed as though she could. Julie tried anything to take her mind off of her crotch. She tried reading at first, but that afforded her too many lapses in vigilance. Julie would be in the middle of a sentence and then catch herself starting to diddle her vag unwittingly. She put the book away and decided that if anything could take her mind off of these stirrings, it would be exercise. She would need to start doing it now anyway, and exercising would provide the perfect way to keep her hands busy and away from below her waist.

Exercising, it turned out was the worst thing she could do. Besides the fact that was extremely ill-suited to any real form of exercise now, getting her blood pumping turned out to be a great way of making her even hornier. She finished her first set of jumping jacks after five minutes and found herself absolutely burning with the need to masturbate.

She tried valiantly to restrain herself, but in the end, her pussy had the final say. Julie didn't even bother going to her bedroom. She collapsed onto the floor and dug her hands into her pants. She rubbed her junk like she hadn't felt sexual pleasure in years. She moaned and panted and soon she was screaming from the unbelievable waves of pleasure that surged throughout her body.

Pleasure wasn't the only thing rippling through her. Pound upon pound of new flesh added itself to Julie as she masturbated. By the time she finished, her new sweat suit looked like it was painted onto her. Julie lay there for a moment, reestablishing her conscious mind. She struggled to sit back up, but found her belly was now too big to allow her doing so in the conventional way. She was forced to roll onto her stomach and push herself upright. As she struggled to her feet, she could feel how much heavier she was.

She didn't want to look at herself, but knew she couldn't avoid it forever. Julie looked down and assessed the damage. Her boobs were now pushing G cups. If her shirt were off, she would have seen them sagging half-way down her belly. Speaking of her belly, it was now big enough to hang past her pubic mound and was now encroaching on thigh territory. Her Thighs and ass were humongous. Her ass and hips now had the elastic band of her pants stretched to its limit. She was actually feeling quite confined by her clothes now. Reluctantly, Julie peeled off her sweats. As though her legs no longer belonged to her, Julie found herself walking to the bathroom. She closed the door behind her and took a look at herself in the mirror. She couldn't even cry, she was too exhausted and too defeated to even manage that. She no longer was just a fat woman, she was a very fat woman. She looked like the type of woman who got kicked out of buffets for eating too much, which she considered grossly unfair. Julie never even had seconds, not even at her most meager of meals; she rarely even ate dessert. Why was this happening to her?

Julie turned around and looked at her scale. Like looking in the mirror, Julie didn't want to do it, but found she was unable to stop herself. She stepped on the scale and looked down. All she saw was her belly. She almost stepped off, but was compelled to stay, compelled to know. She sucked in her gut as well as she could and pulled it back with her hands for good measure. Julie nearly fainted when she saw the number. In less than twelve hours, Julie had managed to go from weighing a lithe 110 pounds to weight 271.

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What Julie saw on the scale was the final blow. She would be a fat woman for the rest of her life, she knew it now. There was no controlling herself, no stopping the inevitable. She would keep masturbating and growing. Soon she wouldn't even be able to walk anymore; hell the way she was going, it was very likely she would reach immobility by tomorrow.

Julie walked in a daze to her fridge and opened it. She wasn't really hungry, but she needed to take her mind off of what was happening. Looking in her fridge only depressed her further. There was almost nothing in it, she couldn't even eat her problems away. Julie shuffled her way to her bedroom and collapsed on the bed. She was already starting to feel horny again. Were her little intervals getting shorter? Would there come a time when the only thing on her mind would be sex? God why was this happening to her?

Julie tried again to resist it. Her vagina almost seemed to be calling out to her, begging her to touch it. Julie wanted to so bad, but she knew what would happen. She could actually picture herself masturbating and growing until she filled the bed and then overflowing it. Maybe she should just let it happen. There was no fighting it. Soon what little control she was grasping would slip and she'd be flicking the bean harder than ever.

No. Julie wouldn't let it happen; she wouldn't go down without a fight. She hold onto herself a little longer. Long enough to make a phone call. Dr. Kynes had given her his personal number and told her call him if she needed anything. That's exactly what she intended to do. He could help her, she knew it. Julie heaved herself out of bed and found her purse. She fished around until she found Kynes' card and her cell phone. She could feel her vag pulsing more and more, demanding to be pleasured. Julie could hold on a little more, though. She would call Dr. Kynes and ask him to come over and help her; she had an idea to save herself, but she needed help. Just a little longer.

It was hard to dial the number while her pussy continued to distract her, but somehow she managed to do it. Three rings sounded before Kynes picked up, but to Julie it felt like an eternity.

"Hello?"

"Dr. Kynes, it's Julie," she said, barely making her voice sound normal. "I have an emergency, can you come over here right now?"

Kynes said that he would and Julie told him where she lived. When the phone call was done, Julie hadn't even hung up the phone before dropping it to the floor. Then she joined it there, collapsing as she had done earlier. Still naked, Julie didn't need to fumble her way past any obscuring clothes. Her hand found their destination and went to work. Julie moaned and purred as she worked herself, now completely oblivious to any feeling of expansion that came with her added pounds.

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Klauss had figured that if Julie's condition worsened he'd certainly be hearing from her. He didn't expect her to be calling him that same day, though. How much worse had her condition become? Julie had sounded completely winded when she was talking to him. Was she almost too heavy to move now? Had walking to her phone been that much exercise?

Klauss didn't have time to be asking these questions right now. He quickly donned the disguise of Dr. Kynes and got into his car. He lived about thirty minutes away from Julie, but made it to her place in twenty. Honestly he didn't know what he could do to help her, but she was his responsibility now and he had to help her in any way that he could.

Klauss made it to Julie's apartment and knocked on the door. He must have stood there for at least five minutes before knocking again. This was bad. Had she become too big to move?

Klauss knocked one more time and tried to talk to Julie through the door. "Julie, are you there? It's me Dr. Kynes. Are you alright? Can you move?"

When Klauss heard no response, he took a few steps back to prepare to kick the door down. Before he could charge, though he saw the door open a crack.

"Sorry for the wait, Doctor. I had some trouble getting to the door. You can come in. Just give me minute to get out of the way."

Klauss was horrified, but also unbearably curious about what he would see when he opened that door. Julie had sounded desperate when she called him, he could only imagine how much worse she had become.

Klauss entered the room and quickly closed the door behind him. The room was dark and when Klauss turned around, he couldn't see much, just the large shadow of what must have been a piece of furniture right next to him. "Julie, can you turn on the lights? I can't see a thing."

The lights clicked on, and Klauss' jaw nearly hit the floor. The hulking shadow next to him hadn't been a piece of furniture, it had been Julie. She was gigantic, Klauss was too shocked to make any accurate projection, but he guessed she must have put on another hundred, maybe 150 pounds since he last saw her.

Julie's eyes looked distant, like she wasn't completely there. When she spoke, Klauss wasn't entirely sure she was speaking to him. "I've been masturbating, almost non-stop since I called; before then too. The whole time. It felt so good, I couldn't stop myself. When I heard the knocking, I was still on the floor. I tried to get up, but I couldn't. Even flopping on my belly and pushing myself up didn't work at first. I kept pushing, though. I thought my arms were going to explode, but I kept on pushing. I got to my knees Then I tried to stand up." Julie looked at Klauss now and her eyes were brimming with tears. "My legs are really tired now. I want to sit down, but I can't make it to the couch on my own. Can you help me please?"

Klauss didn't say anything. He just wrapped her arm around his shoulder and helped her walk the short distance to her couch. He helped her ease into it, afraid that letting her simply plop down would destroy the couch. The over-burdened piece of furniture creaked loudly as Julie sat slowly down. Klauss was afraid it might actually break despite his attempt to save it. When Julie finally settled, though the couch remained in tact, but Klauss wondered for how long. Klauss sat down in a chair across from the couch, fairly tired himself after carting Julie's weight around. He wanted a moment to think, but Julie interrupted him.

"Can you go get a blanket off of my bed?"

"I'm sorry?"

"I'm a little cold and I want to cover myself."

Klauss blushed a little when he realized that Julie was still naked. He hadn't registered it before, but now he wondered how he had missed it. Julie's naked form was quite a sight now. Sitting, her belly now hung quite a ways beyond her pelvic region and forced her ponderous legs apart. Julie was leaning back, so her belly was now pooling onto the cushions below her (her rear now took up both cushions on the love seat). Her thighs were now almost half again as wide as her waist had been just that morning and her calves had merged with her calves to form what Klauss had heard of as "kankcles." Her breasts were heavy and sagging to either side of her belly. Klauss guessed that no normal store would even carry her bra size anymore. Her arms were now about as wide as her legs had been and her face had rounded out quite a bit. She was now sporting several large chins and her cheeks made her appear as though her mouth was stuffed with food. Now that he had regained some composure, Klauss could make a more accurate projection of her weight and figured her to weigh about 420 lbs now. These results were way beyond anything he had expected to produce.

His genius mind took only a few seconds to process and store this new information and before long Klauss was wrapping a large comforter around Julie. She clung to the edges of the blanket with her chubby fingers and held it tightly around herself. The thing barely restored her decency.

Klauss sat back down and heaved a deep sigh. "You sounded so desperate when you called, I came over as fast as I could. Jesus, I didn't know you could grow this fast."

Julie looked ready fall apart at any moment, but somehow she held it together.

"I needed you to come over. I need you to help me, doctor."

"I want to, Julie, but I'm not sure how yet."

"I know how you can help me for now, until you figure out what's wrong with me at least. I want you to restrain me."

"I'm sorry?"

"Tie me down, make it so I can't masturbate again. I can't control myself anymore. I touched myself almost right after I entered the door when I got home. I did it again after I called you." Julie squirmed on the couch, her face contorted and she looked more lustful than Klauss had seen any woman. "God, I want to do it right now. So bad, you wouldn't even believe. You can't let me do it, doctor. You have to tie me up; you have to stop me from touching myself again."

Klauss was about to object, but then thought a moment about it. Perhaps this was a blessing in disguise. The mere fact that Julie had called him instead of an ambulance was lucky enough, and now Julie was asking him to take control away from her completely. He could control every aspect of the experiment if he let Julie have her way and he could see in her eyes that if he objected, she would simply find someone who would do it; someone who would ask questions and maybe trace this all back to Klauss. He couldn't let that happen, and he couldn't squander this opportunity that Julie was giving him.

"It's highly unorthodox, but I think you're right. It is a common practice to restrain patients who are in danger of hurting themselves and I'd say under the circumstances you most definitely qualify as one of those patients. If I do this, I must insist on staying with you for the duration of your confinement. You'll need someone to take care of you, and I think I'll be better able to treat you if I can observe you constantly. Do you agree?"

"Yes, anything. Just please hurry up and do it. I don't know how much longer I can keep myself from doing it again."

Klauss knew she'd agree to any conditions he laid out. She was desperate to stop herself from growing any bigger.

Klauss helped Julie off of the couch and into her room. He felt she'd be more comfortable if she were tied to her own bed. After he laid her down, Klauss fastened her arms to the bedposts with Julie's spare sheets; a temporary measure until he could find a better was to secure her.

When that was done, Klauss made sure Julie would be alright by herself for a little while, so he could go and pick up some essential materials and bring them back. Julie told him that besides being almost maddeningly horny, she would be fine, but that she might need a little food later. Klauss promised to bring her some when he got back with his equipment.

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When Dr. Kynes had left, Julie was already so horny she could barely form coherent sentences. All she could think of was the pulsing, wet warmth that was growing ever-stronger between her legs. Acting on pure instinct now, Julie tugged at her restraints, wanting to rub herself furiously. When she couldn't pull free, Julie moaned in frustration. The urging was only getting worse and Julie was now desperate to touch herself. She pulled frantically at the bed sheets that held her arms. With each jerk and twist, Julie could feel her fat turn into waves on her body. She jiggled with each attempt to free herself and every jiggle reminded her of why she was restrained. Still, she couldn't put out the fire that was burning between her legs. Jiggles or no, Julie needed to take care of business down there.

When she couldn't free her hands, Julie tried rubbing her thighs together. All that did was frustrate her more.

Julie found strength she never knew she had. She pulled and tugged at the restraints, each movement skidding the bed across the floor with a high-pitched screeching sound. She felt her bonds starting to loosen and pulled all the harder. After a few good jerks, Julie's left hand was free. She wasted no time. She quickly undid the knot on her right hand and went to town. She had found she now had to hold her belly up if she wanted to be able to reach her pussy. She lifted her belly apron up with her right hand and started rubbing her wet pussy with her left.

Faster and faster, deeper and deeper her fingers went. She felt almost as though she had a vibrator inside of her. Wave after wave of intense pleasure cascaded throughout her body and with each wave came new pounds.

Julie was gaining at an even faster rate than before, and with Dr. Kynes gone, it would probably be a long time before anyone could stop her.

She felt her belly becoming heavier and trying to slip from her grip. She had to hold it tighter, and could actually feel it spreading between her fingers. She was also dimly aware of the fact that her thighs were encroaching on each other more and more, making it harder for her hand to be where it needed to be. It felt almost as though her belly and thighs were conspiring against her to force her hand out of her vagina. Julie was determined to stay in, though. This was the most intense pleasure she had ever felt and she never wanted it to end. She kept going, despite her growing body parts. She didn't even notice as the bed creaked louder or when the steel bars holding the mattress up finally bent and sent her crashing to the floor. All that mattered was this feeling, this pure ecstasy that seemed to engulf her entire being.

Julie would regret it when Dr. Kynes finally did arrive, though. By now walking, let alone standing up was beyond her now. Her body grew to the limits of her mattress and slowly began to ooze off of the edges. By the time Dr. Kynes had returned, Julie had pleasured herself into complete and utter immobility.

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