Chapter 5

It lasted three hours and twenty six minutes, she know because she counted. Mr. Leslie didn't even bother to take his clothes off the first time, in fact all he did was unzip and take his red, dripping manhood out, a sight she will never forget for the rest of her life, no matter how many times she sees it, grabbed her by her shirt and that was it. Her panties were ruined, ripped to shreds, thrown to the side, her shirt, her favorite button up shirt, also ripped open but managed to hang onto her body only because he pinned her to the wall. He fucked her senseless. It would have hurt if she didn't want it so badly, which in the end, doesn't make much sense because it did hurt and she loved it anyway. She screamed for him like he was killing her, all her neighbors now hated her This would be the fourth time this week he had come over to see her, and it was only Wednesday.

Was what they were doing wrong? In every sense yes, but as long as she kept drinking the potion no one in the lab, no male anyway, seemed to care. The other women she worked with weren't exactly happy, in fact they all but hated her, especially her colleague Joanne. Joanne's husband Ronald, someone she's never really noticed before but gave a kind wave and hello to every once in a while, was one of her more aggressive flirts. A reasonably attractive man, he would leave his station every other hour to 'check up on her', kissing her on the cheek whenever he'd get the chance to give her a unnecessary hug, giving her the chance to feel his enlarged hard on, every single, time. Erin liked hugging Ron, she liked feeling how he'd also grind on her before the hug ended, always making sure she felt all of him. If he weren't married, she would have fucked him too. But, Joanne was a friend, 'was' was the key word, and even though the potion was working wonders she wasn't about to break up a home. Why would she do that when men were throwing themselves at her? And why would she when she was having a sexual 'relationship' with her boss? Her hot boss who helped her make the very liquid that she uses to make him come over and violate her body in ungodly ways? He moaned in his sleep, pulling her closer to him, kissing her neck over and over until he fell asleep like that, his lips pressed against her skin.

What she was doing was wrong.

But, she didn't care, not after all this time, all these years of being alone, unnoticed, teased, overlooked, not taken seriously sexually. She wanted the attention, she wanted to have sex all the time, she wanted to be fucked all the time by hot guys who would usually look past her without a second glance. Now she could have whatever man she wanted with just a sip of a pink liquid. And it was amazing. Sex, rough, loud, unapologetic sex with whatever man she wanted was much better than her old, boring life…even though it was starting to make her work suffer.

Her job in itself was starting to come into question because one of the women in the office was starting to question all the sudden attention she was getting. It wasn't hard to put together, when one puts two and two together, and they were all scientists after all. All it would take would be to look over their notes to find this incredible discovery, one that could change the course of human interaction for all eternity, that she selfishly wanted to keep all for herself. Why would it be so difficult to figure out what they've done? And it would be karma, really, she was acting like a wanton slut, the wanton slut of the lab/office. All the women had a reason to hate her, all except Abby, who was living for everything she was doing, for the obvious reasons. Abby wanted to hear about everything Erin did, every single guy she had slept with, all the greasy details. And, she loved it. Abby would come over in her pjs, when Mr. Leslie wasn't there, which was a difficult task indeed, bring over some work, order a ridiculous amount of food and practically have Erin draw her a diagram of who, what, where, when and how long. It was some of the best times they've had as friends. She didn't tell her that the reason why all of this was happening was because of their supplement. How could she? If Erin told Abby then what if she told on her? What is she asked for some herself and them went and flaunted her new found 'powers' to a point where someone would find out? It was too much of a risk, she had to keep it to herself, at least for now.

"Mmmm. Hey baby."

She will never, ever, in her natural life, get tired of hearing Mr. Leslie moan and call her baby. Never.

"Hey." She whispered, rolling over to face him, giving his waiting lips a slow kiss. "You want to get something to eat?"

"Sure…but I don't know how hungry I'll be after already eating, you."

It would have been corny had it have come from anyone else, but since it was from him, she immediately felt her crotch begin to pulse and the inside of her legs get wet.

Mr. Leslie rolled her on her back and disappeared under the covers. Erin immediately opened her legs, accepting him, letting his body fit in with hers just like it did an hour ago, and gasped out loud when she felt his mouth attach itself to her vagina, licking it, kissing it, nipping at it. She wasn't going to last as long as she did the last time, she wanted to give him everything, all of her, she wanted to make a mess on him, just like he told her to.

She was in heaven and all she wanted was for it to last forever.