Total pages in book: 45
Estimated words: 42969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 42969 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 215(@200wpm)___ 172(@250wpm)___ 143(@300wpm)
“What formula?” Sylvie asked apprehensively. She couldn’t forget the story that Lorna had told—about breathing in the sweet-smelling gas and then having a terrible urge to let the treetures penetrate her. She shivered at the thought—how horrible!
“You’ll learn in due time,” Dr. Barbarous drawled. “But first, I wish to understand the nature of your relationship. Are the two of you ‘mated’ or ‘Bonded’ as the Kindred say?”
“No.” Sylvie shook her head. “Kross is just my Protector—my bodyguard.”
“I see. So there is no sexual relationship between the two of you at all?”
Sylvie felt her cheeks get hot when she remembered the way her big Kindred Protector had healed her nipples on their last mission, but she shook her head again.
“No. Nothing like that.”
“Not that it’s any of your fucking business,” Kross growled.
“Oh but it is my business—now that the two of you are my subjects, everything about you is my business,” Barbarous informed them. “Though I must say that knowing that there is no existing sexual relationship between the two of you makes my experiments both more interesting and more valid.”
“What experiments?” Sylvie couldn’t keep the fear out of her voice.
“This one to start with,” Barbarous said, and then there was a faint hissing sound and the room began filling with white smoke.
Sylvie clapped a hand over her mouth and tried not to inhale, but the white stuff seeped between her fingers, making her cough and choke.
“Ugh—why does it smell like cotton candy?” she gasped.
“I don’t know.” Kross coughed too. “I…I thought the same thing.”
A moment later, the smoke cleared, leaving Sylvie feeling lightheaded. She took a step and swayed…only to feel Kross catch her.
“Hey, are you all right?” He looked down at her anxiously.
“I…I think so. Let me just sit down,” Sylvie said.
He led her to the bed and helped her sit on the side of it. Then, to her surprise, he knelt in front of her and took her hands in his.
“Are you really all right, Princess? How do you feel?” he asked softly.
Sylvie opened her mouth to reassure her Protector…but the truth was, she was beginning to feel extremely strange. She had a tingling in her nipples she’d never felt before and her breasts… She looked down at herself and gasped.
“Oh my God…they’re growing!”
13
KROSS
Kross’s eyes widened as he saw what was happening. Sylvia was right—her breasts were growing. As they both watched, her already large breasts swelled until they were almost twice as big as they had been. The thin tan shift she wore began to rip right down the middle, making the formerly round neckline a V-neck. Though Sylvia tried to hold her dress together, the flimsy plant fibers shredded in her fingers, leaving both breasts bare.
“Oh my God!” She tried to cover herself, but Kross shook his head and caught her small hands in his.
“No, wait, Princess—let me see,” he said gently.
Sylvia blushed a deep red but stopped trying to hide her breasts. Still on his knees in front of her, Kross lifted one heavy globe to take a closer look. What he saw made him frown with concern.
“What is it? What’s wrong with me?” Sylvia sounded close to tears.
“I’m not sure, but you seem to be, uh, leaking.” Kross nodded down to the breast he was holding. Her nipple was a much darker color than he remembered from the last time he’d seen her breasts and there was a droplet of clear amber fluid beaded on her tight peak. A moment later it welled up and broke, sliding in a sticky trail down the underside of her breast.
“Oh my God—what is that? It’s not…not milk, is it?”
“No—that my dear, is nectar,” Barbarous’s voice said from the screen.
Kross angled his body so he was blocking the scientist’s view of Sylvia’s bare breasts.
“What the fuck did you do to her?” he demanded, glowering at the other male.
“It’s my latest formula at work.” Barbarous sounded proud. “It causes a female’s breasts to fill with sweet nectar which must be sucked out. If it isn’t, the pain to the subject and the damage to the breast tissue can be severe.”
“You fucker!” Kross growled. “Why in the Seven Hells would you want to do something like that?”
“Because I can.” Barbarous gloated at them. “I must say, your little friend’s DNA is much easier to work with than my prior subjects. So much so that almost anything is possible! Such as this little scenario—which I think will be as much for a social experiment as a scientific one.”
“What the fuck are you talking about?” Kross demanded.
Barbarous arched an eyebrow at him.
“You’ll see. You refused to fuck Lorna earlier when she was under the influence of my formula because you claimed that would be ‘rape’ and you didn’t want to take advantage of her. But now the female who is in pain is one you are sworn to protect. Would you rather ease Sylvia’s pain by sucking those sweet, tender nipples to drain her breasts of nectar…or watch her writhe in agony because you’re too much of a prude to help her while she’s being affected by a drug?”