F4M The Mad Scientist's Assistant!

Who dares come here to disturb my work? You. Answer for yourself. Give me your name and purpose. Say so clearly, or I will evaporate you.

You were sent by the university to assist me in my work? Insults. Slanderousness. An assistant? I require no assistance at all.

The very thought is injurious to my good name. Who among those weak willed and sodden breed imps on the board sent you? I requested an assistant. I did? I have absolutely no recollection of that.

What's this? Uh-huh. I, doctor Smutsworth, do hereby formally demand an assistant be sent to my castle immediately to aid me in my work. The penalty for failing to do so will be blah blah blah, so on and so forth. And while yes.

Yes. That does indeed sound like me. Very well. I hereby deem you my assistant. Inside.

Inside, Vlad. You can't assist standing at the door of my castle looking surprised and terrified. Why do you look surprised and terrified? Did you have a surprising and terrifying trip here? Oh, because I opened the door and threatened you with an evaporation gun.

But I do that to everyone. Census takers, neighbors, mail carriers. Oh, That might explain why I …

Who dares come here to disturb my work? You. Answer for yourself. Give me your name and purpose. Say so clearly, or I will evaporate you.

You were sent by the university to assist me in my work? Insults. Slanderousness. An assistant? I require no assistance at all.

The very thought is injurious to my good name. Who among those weak willed and sodden breed imps on the board sent you? I requested an assistant. I did? I have absolutely no recollection of that.

What's this? Uh-huh. I, doctor Smutsworth, do hereby formally demand an assistant be sent to my castle immediately to aid me in my work. The penalty for failing to do so will be blah blah blah, so on and so forth. And while yes.

Yes. That does indeed sound like me. Very well. I hereby deem you my assistant. Inside.

Inside, Vlad. You can't assist standing at the door of my castle looking surprised and terrified. Why do you look surprised and terrified? Did you have a surprising and terrifying trip here? Oh, because I opened the door and threatened you with an evaporation gun.

But I do that to everyone. Census takers, neighbors, mail carriers. Oh, That might explain why I haven't been getting any of my mail. Assistant, take a note. I must send an apology gift to the postal service.

Perhaps some sort of contraption that allows them to deliver things with added speed. Shoes with rockets on them or A catapult of some sort? Why aren't you writing any of this down? You're my assistant. You are my scientific assistant, not personal assistant?

Well, well, Some standards and backbone in this quivering pile of nerves after all. Alright, assistant. Keep your pen in your pocket. If you are so keen on science, let's show you some science to the laboratory. Alright.

This is where I do my work. Cozy. No? If it needs to be electrified, cauterized, Vivisected or otherwise experimented upon, I have everything I need to do it right here. Don't touch that.

Don't touch anything. As a matter of fact, there are things in here that are unstable. Which things? Actually, now that you mention it, I can't remember. I'm always meaning to label them, but then I get distracted.

You know how it is. Pushing the boundaries of science, challenging nature, daring madly to blur the line between humanity and godhood. Who has time? Wait. Now I do because you can do that.

Right? You're an assistant. You can assist with labeling things. Brilliant. Soon with my unparalleled intellect and your labeling assistance, I shall be unstoppable.

Let us celebrate. Drink this. Don't drink this. I know what this is. This is caustic.

Yes. I'll find out some champagne. Shouldn't I show you the rest of the laboratory first? Oh, bother. I asked for an assistant, and they sent me a real nerd.

You. You're actually interested in my work specifically? Well, Flattery will get you. Wait a minute. I know what this is.

You want to see if I live up to my reputation. You want to see if I'm go ahead. Say it. You can say it. You want to see if I'm mad.

Fools. Cretans. Those narrow minded lick spittles on the board, They only call me mad because my brilliance terrifies them. Always asking me what I've completed and why I've completed what I have completed, and Asking me to justify the amount of money I've been given. Well, I'll justify it.

I'll justify it all over their faces. Come, behold my works. Honestly, I think it's all pretty standard. This is my project intended to defeat time. This is a chemical process that turns fear into energy, and this is Nothing.

Don't look at this. This is a personal and private project that I may or may not have used university funds on. Yes. I know it looks like a person under the sheet, but I assure you it is not. It is much more than a person, And I've already said too much.

No. Stop trying to look at it. No. Stop. Stop.

Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop. Stop.

It's not something for you to fine. Fine. If you're going to be my assistance, then you need to understand the full scope of my genius. Prepare your eyes, lad. And behold My fucking machine.

See? I start the crank here, which powers the turbine, and then the hung and the mouth moves, which I can control with these switches. The lips open and close and purse. There's suction, and then this remote controls the cock. Hardness, speed of thrusting, vibration if I want to, dry hump it or, honestly, sometimes it works inside too.

I can't find the controls for the hands and what? What? You look shocked. Did I threaten you again? Yes.

I built a fucking machine. I assemble parts and shaped them in the form of a man, and I use it when I want to fuck. What's so crazy about that? I'm a scientist. I don't have time to date and get to know people.

And you honestly would not believe how Prudish most dates are when you show up and loudly ask, when will be the fucking ding? I don't know what's so hard to understand. I just want to do science and fuck. And, you know, I'm up here all alone, so when I do get lonely, I can, You know, make it cuddle me. Just not right now because I lost the arms remote.

Oh, shut up. I mean, you're not talking, but shut up with that look on your face. You don't get to judge me. I'm a scientist, But I'm also a woman with needs. Alright?

And honestly, brass tacks. I think better if I'm getting railed on the regular. My mind is clearer. My brain is sharper, and things get, you know, done. Things get labeled.

Threats are remembered. So this thing is for scientific purposes more than anything, almost. Sort of. Shut up. Trouble is, even this thing, I still find myself more mad than scientist.

I still get Distracted, we'll say. And, I mean, I made him according to my specifications. Right? It was easier than finding a guy who could eat pussy like a freak, finger like a champ, and fuck like a locomotive, Especially while possessing this exact piece of equipment. Strange, isn't it?

All of the other things about my fucking machine, the cock size had to be the most aspirational. I can't find anyone around here with something this big. What's that, assistant? I could definitely go bigger? And how would you know that, my boy?

How would you know that there's definitely bigger than that around here? Because that's pretty big. But here you are, my new assistant. Talking like a truly big dick is all but within reach. Oops.

Careful. That wall came out of nowhere. Looks like you've run out of backing away room. You are a cute little thing. You know that?

All nervous and shaking, but still, there's some steel in that spine. You telling me there's steel somewhere else, lad? You telling me that I requested an assistant, And that old bitch of a dean sent me a boy with a big dick and a quick tongue. Open your mouth. Open it.

Stick out your tongue. That is a fat tongue. It goes a ways down too, doesn't it? Alright. Put it back in.

Subject showed himself to have a long fat Tongue that when flattened out gave the appearance that it could cover a lot of ground. This was all complemented by nice lips that all in all made up a Cute face with a little wet mouth. Subject showed obedience to fascinating. You're a student at the university. Right, assistant?

What is your area of study? Engineering? Ah, I see. You more theoretical or practical? Practical.

So you're good with your hands? Show me. Show me your hands. Oh, fuck. Subject has big hands attached to a surprisingly strong forearms.

These hands look strong, my boy, but we need to test them. Here. Grab my ass. This was not a request assistant. We are engaged in scientific study now.

This is the work. And to do it, I need to know exactly what you are capable of. I need to know the measure of your strength, and what a better way than to feel it. Take your hands and grab my ass. Fuck that Squeeze.

Squeeze. Squeeze. Squeeze. Oh, fuck. That's really good.

Leave handprints. Leave fucking red handprints. All in release. Subject was able to produce an immediate reaction when commanded to grip the posterior. Now grab my tits.

Same intensity. Really squeeze. Take those big hands and squeeze my tits right now. Fuck. Oh, yes.

Goddamn. You're squeezing really hard. No. That's what I want. Fuck.

Yes. Oh, and release. Subject showed same strength and willingness when applying pressure to the upper body. The final test will be a true determinator of worth. Alright.

Put your hands on my neck. Put your hands on my neck. Just like that. See? Elementary.

Now choke me harder? Oh, harder. Oh, fuck. That's good. Oh my god.

Oh my god. Release. Release. Release. Oh.

Subject can Choke the living shit out of me. Uh-huh. Mhmm. Okay. Got a lot of new data to calculate.

I think I think I can re Calibrate the amount of pressure delivered by the pneumatic hands in this fucking machine. Get it closer to the point where it matches your grip. I've toyed with the idea of bringing this toy to the masses, and I think there are plenty of women out there who would appreciate this kind of Grip. Honestly, if we can, then the machine will have to come with panties that can handle how fucking wet they'll become. Jesus.

Anyway, I wonder what else you can do that the machine can emulate. Good heavens. What's the thing what's happening in your pants right now that is? Is that what I think it is? Is that authentic?

My dear boy, You are an absolute fountain of surprises. You'll have to pardon my surprise, Though I do suppose I was owed 1 after spooking you like I have, I didn't take you for an idle braggart. Only that a man's measure of himself can be inflated compared to reality? It seems, however, in your case, that you, in fact, undersold. I will, of course, have to confirm my hypothesis, though.

You know that. Right, my boy? I can't just go off of what I see here, Which could be a trick of light or altered vision from oxygen deprivation or, quite frankly, my own bias Since I very, very much want it to be true, I want to have a hot little fuck beast all to myself Right here in my laboratory, right here in my home, to fuck me on command, to pound a big fucking piece of meat into me Whenever I need, whenever I desire, whenever I demand, Because you know why they really sent me all the way out here, don't you, assistant? Because my real work was deemed too dangerous. My devotion to the true passion, my devotion to ultimate pleasure, The way it can expand and break and reshape the human mind and mortal consciousness, the way we can use it as a gateway to the inner world and the stars themselves.

My pursuits were carnal. My pursuits were abnormal in their intensity. My pursuits were face. They still are. I have loftier goals than science, my dear boy.

I seek transcendence, unlocking every gate, every barrier of humankind with the lock and key of cock and pussy. And you'd be exactly what I fucking needed. I'm Aching to feel that again, to let pure lust fuel my fucking brain. I've ridden that fucking machine until it rattled for weeks Trying to unlock something, a little toy like you, though. You might be exactly what I need, A little free use fuck puppet of my own to unleash on my cunt, to open my legs and open my mind.

This is all idle chatter though. None of it matters unless I can prove my initial hypothesis. Nothing can be done. Nothing can be done until I find out if you really have that big of a dick. Fuck yes.

I mean, sounds and consternation, and no. I had it fucking right the first time. Fuck yes. Assistant, where did you get that, lad? Where did you get that extra lad?

Oh, I have to measure it. Good heavens. Look at the numbers you've achieved. This is inches. And the thickness.

My boy. This is positively absurd. The pleasure that can be achieved with this. Alright. Circumference and length divided by mhmm.

Yep. And force generated by oh my god. I might cum doing the calculations. Oh, fuck. I might come at the blackboard.

Oh, fuck. God and fuck. These are good numbers. Assistant, There's only 1 thing to do. We consecrate this breakthrough with something vile, something coarse and violent and immediate breach of decorum and ethics that ends in howling orgasms.

I need to use you. I need to take advantage of you right now. I'm not supposed to do anything like this with a student, but I will not let decency stand in the way of science. You and I need to defile each other right now for science. You get me?

We need to fuck. Oh, fuck. You're an excellent kisser, my boy. And even those soft, tender moments Just set my heart aflutter. Oh, but remember right now, I need you to fuck me like you're trying to break my body and spirit.

Understood? I need to be fucked so hard my mind can't comprehend it because that's what I'm going to do to you. Alright? I need glorious and spectacular violence. You like being hit?

You like being hit, That fire you up? That fire you up, you little pervert. Fucking eat my cunt. Yes. Oh, yeah.

Eat it. Eat it. Fucking eat it. Fucking eat it while I fuck your Fucking face. Yes.

Fucking growl into my pussy while you tongue fuck it. Yes. Yes. Yes. Drown in it.

Drown in it. Drown in it. Oh, they want crazy. I'll show them fucking crazy. I'll send their little assistant back to them broken and soaked in fucking cum.

Oh, yes. All in close. All in Fucking ghost god, you're a little fucking vicious little thing. Oh god. I'm gonna stop humping your face.

This is your life now. Tonguing my cunt and licking my cunt and making me fucking cum. Oh, fuck. Yes. There.

Ow. It's happening. I'm gonna cum. I'm going to cum all over you, drown you in my viscous little beast. Oh, I'm coming now.

Oh, I'm coming. Fuck. Yes. Fuck yes. Fuck yes.

You are soaked. Oh my god. You're fucking soaked. I've never I've never Gush like that. Oh, you vicious little freak.

You think you can just make me cum like that? You think you're just gonna walk in here and make me squirt all over my own fucking lab? Nowhere to go again, Looks like you've run into my work table. Here for an exam, little one. Let's get you up on the table.

These balls are so full of birthing, little assistant. What put you in this state? Has your new boss caused these nice big balls to fill? Mhmm. Full to bursting with hot, thick, delicious cum.

When's the last time you had a proper explosion, little one? When's the last time someone's made you truly release? Does my tongue make you want to explode? Do my teeth? Incredible.

Subject appears to thoroughly enjoy teeth applied to genitals. What a welcome update to the file, especially now that I can address this, this massive tumescent already slick with my spit. Let's see how it reacts to my tongue and my teeth and my lips and my warm, wet mouth. My boy. These sounds you're making, they're positively inspiring.

Each groan and growl. Each whimper, pleasure so intense as to mimic pain, perhaps. All from the ministrations of my wet, Little mouth. There's so much of you. So much to lick and fondle and suck and bites.

And it's so, so thick and heavy. There's just so much cock. That's it. Scream for me. Scream.

Bellow for me, you gorgeous son of a bitch. I want these walls to shake. Scream, damn it. Scream. Get inside of me.

Get inside of me. Get right in fucking side of me now. Oh. Oh, fuck. Nothing.

It's fine. We're just ascending to the ceiling and out into the open air via a pulley and lever system I Accidentally activated. We may be on a table, which I may or may not have used for experiments in trying to use lightning to reanimate the dead. That's not important. Focus on the task at hand.

Focus on me Taking this massive fucking dick of yours all the way inside of me. Yes. It's inside. It's inside. It's inside.

Yes. Fuck. It's the deepest anyone's ever been. I can feel you against my fucking cervix. Oh god.

It feels like you're fucking my brain. Yes. Even nature itself knows This is a moment to be feared. This is a moment for all the world to tremble. You're going to fuck me to heights of pleasure I've never reached.

We're gonna unlock everything. Feel me. Feel my body. Oh, I'm shaking. I can feel it.

I can feel every fucking inch of you inside of me. Oh, it's so fucking good. This is your purpose now. This is your work. This is your worth.

You fuck me, little assistant. You fuck me just like this. I use you. I use you to cum until I can't Speak because that's what you were meant to do. This is your worth.

This is your fucking worth. You just make me cum. You are used for this. I fuck you. I use you.

You make me come. You make me come. Oh, fuck. I'm gonna come right here, right now on top I'm gonna come. Make me come, you little monster.

Make me come, you little fucking freak. Make me come all over this dick. Make me come. Make me come. Make me come.

Make me come. Make me. Oh, don't give me a choice. Oh, don't give me a fucking choice. Make me feel it.

It's so fucking good. It's so fucking rough. Oh, it's so fucking big. Oh, don't let me run. Don't let me run from it.

Make me take it. Make me come. Make me. Make me. Oh, Oh, yeah.

Oh, yeah. You made me you made me come. Oh, you didn't even have to do it. You grabbed me and you fucking thrust up at And you made me holy shit. Holy freaking shit.

Do it again. Do it again right now and pound me right now. I'm gonna come again. Do it again. Oh, remarkable.

Exceptional. Absolute apex level orgasms, my boy, and not a drop of cum fired from you yet. Oh, the slick Ooz of precum perhaps, but not the peak for yourself. It seems they've truly sent me one with the stamina required for true revelation. Are you the one that needs to pound in order to come, my boy?

Are you the one who requires a maiden who can sustain herself under a torrent of Deep, powerful, violent thrusts. Do you need to pound? Do you need to pound, little boy? Is your body crying out for carnage? Does your soul yearn for an ugly, brutish Fuck.

Men, do what you must to me. Piston yourself inside of my cuntny until you come. Force your cock inside me so Hard the heavens cry out. I want violence. Oh, I want carnage.

I want it to hurt, make it fucking hurt. Make it fucking hurt. Make it hurt. Make it fucking hurt. Yes.

That a revelation. Utter revelation. Oh my god. Force unheard of ecstasy abound. The world will hear our orgasm in despair.

Oh, yes. Oh, look. Oh, fucking so hard. Fucking amazing. Your Peace is so fucking amazing.

Such force, such peace to share physical achievement of pleasure is so intense. It's unreal. I'm coming, and I can't. I get it. It's still coming.

I get it. It's perpetual. It's an unending state. Fuck. You've done it.

You've unlocked it. Perpetual orgasm. Join me, Hannah. Oh, join me. Join me.

Join me. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

Fuck. Fuck. Fuck. Yes. Oh, yes.

Flip me on my back. Pin me down. Keep fucking me. Well, keep coming. Just keep coming inside of me.

Do it while I face the sky. Let me look up at god while he bears witness to my depravity, my ungovernable ecstasy. Oh, Fluffy ass. Hold my throat. I'm fucking desperate.

Make me feel it. Make me feel it. Make me feel it, bro. I'm sick. I'm sick.

I'm depraved. I'm a sick little freak making me feel it. I'm a nasty, slut pig, Sick little freak, and I fucking love getting fucking pounded by your big dick. Make me feel every moment of this. Make me feel every fucking moment.

Fuck me with no mercy. Oh, no mercy. That's no mercy. There's no mercy in science. Fuck your cum deeper into me.

Give me more. Give me more. Yes. Oh, make a mockery of everything. Everything.

Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes. Yes.

Just 1 more A marble. An absolute marble. I asked for an assistant, and they send me an epiphany. I must remember to thank the dean for that. Real tears, my dear.

A marvel, an absolute marvel. We achieved perpetual orgasm, my boy. We broke a barrier. Now we work to make it repeatable, attainable, and ours for the controlling. They'll call us mad, my boy, but then they'll call us gods.

Now let's go to my bedroom. We'll continue there. I want to dry off from the rain, and then How do you experiment in made from behind for science?