I gathered the necessary chemicals, reviewed my notes, and began pouring them into the desired amounts. I turned on the Bunsen burner and poured the liquids into three separate flasks, allowing them to evaporate into the tubes before dripping them into a flask in the middle, forming a new mixture. As I turned the Bunsen burner, I smelled something, but shook my head as I may have been overthinking it, as I smelled gas. However, I had just been using the burners as I poured the new mixture into tubes and placed it in an Ultrasonic Mixer. As I waited, the lights started flicking on and off, and I walked over to the light switch, trying to see what was happening. The flickering stopped as I walked over to the mixer and opened it, and I smelled the scent of burning drywall. Looking over the table, I noticed a corner where the gas came out of the wall on fire.
"OH FU-" Before I could finish, a loud explosion happened as I held the three tubes of liquids, sending me across the room and through the wall. The tubes splashed my face as I tried to cover up my torso before the explosion. As alarms rang out, my mind was going in and out, and I cursed myself for not taking notice of the issues with my lab. The foam system put out the fire in the lab quickly, and the gas shut-off value triggered as I cursed the fact that it didn't do it sooner. My lab aids came running two minutes later, and I could hear their screams before passing out.
"CLEAR!"
I felt a shock run through my body.
"SHIT! WE ARE LOSING HIM! CHARGE! CLEAR!"
I felt a more substantial shock running through me, and the smell of burnt hair; god, it was intense.
"AGAIN! CLEAR! WE HAVE A PULSE! HOW LONG TILL WE GET THERE!"
"FOUR MINUTES!"
My head hurt as I once again passed out. I didn't know how long I was out, but the smell of disinfection woke me up. It was manageable, but I could smell it. I opened my eyes to see Kimberly and my girls sleeping in the chairs in the room. Looking around, I noticed cuts on my hands and arms, but nothing too bad overall. As I tried to move, I could feel that my ribs weren't in the best shape, and I moaned out in pain, waking up Kimberly. "YOU'RE AWAKE! DOCTOR!" She yelled. As I moaned out, "Not so loud, please." She hugged me, and I groaned out in pain, making her pull back with a bit of blush on her face as she shook her head. "I am so sorry." She said, apologizing, but in her mind, she could get over the fact that William smelled so good. As I was about to say something, the Doctor walked in, "William, you had us scared for a moment. The explosion stopped your heart for a few minutes. Luckily, we were able to bring you back." The old man said with a smile
"You have two broken ribs and a couple cracked ones, with cuts on your arms and hands, but other than that, we couldn't find any other issues. We did notice that your Olfactory bulb and Hypothalamus are way more active than normal humans, and your T count is through the roof. We would like to keep you for a couple of days to make sure that there isn't anything wrong with you. But other than those things, you don't look to be in any life-threatening danger." He said, making me shocked, as the Olfactory bulb and Hypothalamus are the areas I was studying with my mixture, and I knew what those two controlled, the smell and sex drive. As my family sighed in relief that I wasn't in any danger, as it was getting late and the hospital wouldn't let them stay much longer, they hugged me goodbye. But I found it odd that all of them had a light blush on their faces as they left.
As I lay back down to get some rest, I drifted back to sleep until the smell of a feral musk awoke me. As I opened my eyes looking at my sweaty body I was a little disgusted by the scent as I pushed the button for the nurse a black woman in her late twenties walked in. She was good looking with a big chest and a small waist and ample ass as I looked at her with desire I felt something I hadn't felt in more then five years my cock was getting hard and it was swelling fast. What shocked me was that it was three inches bigger than before, sitting at ten now, but I noticed the nurse had stopped three feet away from me. Her face laced with desire, as her scrubs showed signs of arousal, she walked over, lost in a haze, pulling back my bed sheet. "Mr. Turner, you smell so good." She said before lifting my gown and rubbing her face against my enlarged cock. "It's so big, bigger then my husbands and smells so fucking good." She said before taking it into her mouth sucking it.
It then dawned on me that my daughters had blush on their faces, making me smile. It worked, and from the looks of it, when I sweat, it's a hundred times stronger. As I placed my hand onto the head of the nurse and pushed it down, making her take all ten inches into her mouth and down her throat, I felt amazing sex that I had never felt before. It must be due to my Hypothalamus, as it's in overdrive. I will need to test my sweat glands and other glands on my body, as I feel those have changed. But what could have made it happen, as this was supposed to be a spray and not something that the body could make, I wonder if it got into my system. The shock of being brought back could have altered the chemical composition of my glial cells, resulting in the formation of the substances within my body now, as all the components I used to combine and bond the chemicals into something new are now part of my body. So it's not impossible, but nearly so. Maybe it was a fluke chance, but one I welcome, as the nurse takes off her clothes.
Her Ebony body was completely naked as she sat on my thighs. "Mr. Turner, fuck me with this cock!" She asked as I nodded making her lift her hips and lower her body as my cock pushed deeper into her pussy making her grab her breast. "THIS IS AMAZING! I NEVER FELT LIKE THIS BEFORE!" She yelled luck for me, this room was at the end of the hall, and the door was closed, or I would be in trouble. "So good, your thick white cock buts my husbands black cock to shame. Fuck, I don't think I will be able to enjoy sex with him after this Mr Turner. Can I become your sex friend? My name is Kayla Brown." The nurse said as she moved her hips forward and back. Her pussy leaked out a fantastic amount of lube that started to foam as she leaned forward and kissed me, making her moan as she pulled away. "Your saliva tastes amazing; let me drink more of it," Kayla said with a hazed look on her face; her Hypothalamus was ruling her, and I loved it as I placed my hands on her juicy ass and started to move inside her making her moan.
"I don't mind being your lover; we can fuck behind your husband's back. I can give you everything his dick can't." I said once our mouths pulled away. I felt alive and was enjoying pounding the pussy of married women; I could tell my sense of right and wrong was fucked by the hyperactive Hypothalamus, and I didn't care. I was enjoying the fact that this woman was desiring me of her own will as she smiled, leaning back up as she spoke. "Let me show you what a black woman can do." She said, turning around while my cock was still inside her as she started to twerk on my cock fuck. That felt amazing as her thick ass slapped down, and her moans echoed out. "SHIT I AM ALREADY CUMMING!" Kayla yelled as her pussy tightened around my cock, and she squirted onto the bed while she kept moving, wanting to milk my white cock with that sweet vanilla cream.
Kayla and I went at it for forty minutes as she sweated from the orgasms I was giving her. "You're a beast, Mr. Turner; I can't take much more please shoot a thick load of your hot white cum inside my Ebony pussy. God, this white cock is the best!" She yelled once more. As I was finally reaching the limits, I pulled her hips down, and I felt a godly amount of cum pump out of me as she arched her head back with her eyes wide open. "SO MUCH CUM! MY FIRST CHILD WOULDN'T BE FROM MY HUSBAND, BUT YOU, MR. TURNER!" She screamed at the top of her lungs as I finished filling her up, making her fall forward, hanging off the footboard. "Amazing, truly fucking amazing, Mr. Turner," Kayla said with a happy smile on her face.
Kayla lifted herself off me and began to scoop the cum oozing out of her pussy with her hand, bringing it to her mouth and devouring it with great pleasure as the smell and taste were driving her to do it as she looked back to see my cock covered in my cum she moved to clean it off like a good little nurse. "My dear, Mr. Turner. I will enjoy being your little slutty nurse from now on." She said as she finished cleaning my cock off, rubbing it on her face. She had paired and bonded with me by scent, meaning her connection to her husband had significantly weakened. He became an afterthought to her now.