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 Catherine Taylor worked as a chemist for a pharmaceutical manufacturers in
the cosmetics division.  She was thirty six and two years after her
daughters move to secondary school she went back full-time.  Things could
not be much better as she really enjoyed the work and found her company to
be very flexible which suited her since her return to full hours.

   In addition to this there were the voluntary trials that she sometimes
signed up to.  The company made a whole range of items for the beauty
market including hair products, makeup, skin care items and
antiperspirants. They required volunteers for various trials usually
pre-launch and Cathy had signed up for several of these over the past few
years, paid of course.

   They were usually very straight forward; a period of use which included
the completion of a number of on-line assessment forms then a
dermatological assessment by one of their clinical associates.  It was very
standard stuff although on one occasion she had come up in a rash
immediately following the use of a body spray which had been a little
uncomfortable for a day or so.

   While the outcome of this had been the delay of its planned launch it
resulted in her participating in the retesting some five months later and
then receiving an extra payment for her troubles.  The company were
genuinely grateful to her.

   The extra money earned in this way allowed the family to spend time away
on more exotic holidays and meant that with her husband's reasonable income
the mortgage was only just over ten years away from being paid off.

   The company didn't always get it right however and a range of celebrity
branded perfumes and associated products had failed to take off three years
previously, in part due to the `stars' less than beneficial press coverage.
Following the media bashing and a public exposé, she lost custody of her
children and the sales, expected to be good, turned it into a disaster; in
the end the range was pulled.

   Although re-branded and pushed for sale months later, it wasn't received
at all well such was the peculiar scent, so the company decided it needed
to find another formula, something that was going to really capture the
market and quietly dropped the range that previous summer.  Work was
already going on in secret when this happened and despite some concerns
from a few quarters the first indications were surprisingly very positive.

   Ruth looked at the email twice before she concluded her first reading
was correct.  The new trial she was being offered was worth £1,500 for the
first session if selected and a promise of more, if the trial was taken to
the next stage.  She knew she could change her mind at any time if she
didn't like the product so she pinged back a yes immediately.

   Three weeks later she was invited to the laboratories where the initial
stages of product development were going ahead.  The place had restricted
access and she had only been there twice before so felt a little excited
that she was allowed in again.

   The discussion was brief and to the point.  To be eligible for this
trial all those selected would have to agree to a full examination which
would include some photographic assessment shots and although vague it was
also made clear that some minor clinical procedures would be involved. 
Cathy decided to agree; it was good money and besides she still could still
withdraw if she wanted to.

   The examination was a little more intimate than she'd expected,
involving a gynae exam and although the nude shots were not in the
slightest bit sexual she never the less felt a little uncomfortable.  To
her delight she got a letter saying she had been selected for the initial
trial and had to report for a final briefing the following week.

   She found herself in an office with two of the clinical leads who, after
brief introductions, went into the explanation.  When it came it was more
than a little disconcerting: Participation in this required a small
gynaecological procedure; during which some cells from the lining of the
vaginal walls would be taken.  The process would only take a few minutes
and to help her choose to go ahead with this a further £1,000 was offered.

   Cathy decided almost immediately to say no but once she aired her
concerns she was persuaded into it.  Apparently it was little more than a
smear test and to cap it all £2,500 would be in her very next pay packet.

   So nervously a week later she lay, feet in stirrups as a nurse and
female doctor went ahead with the collection of cells.  Of course as she'd
half feared the process lasted nearly an hour and she was quite tender
after it but that wasn't too much of a surprise.  She had to abstain from
sex for a week or more and was required to see the nurse the every few days
just to check there were no problems resulting from the excisions.

   Actually things were fine and she realised it had been very easy money.
Her husband knew better than to ask about the trials and hadn't made the
connection to her short period of tenderness and now the money was in the
bank and she was very pleased she'd agreed to it after all.

   It was a ten weeks later when she was asked to the lab once again and
sat in private with one of the leads on the trial.

   "Mrs Taylor.  Your involvement with this trial has been appreciated by
us all and now we need to take it a step further.  The cells donated to us
have been modified and what we would like to do is re-introduce them.  They
are healthy and working well but need to be back in the donor body." She
smiled but Cathy fidgeted nervously, she wasn't sure she liked the idea one
bit.  "The rest of this phase of the trial is really about us taking some
samples and the like over the course of a few months.  That's it really but
given it involves another procedure and periodic swabs we have decided to
be very generous."

   She pushed a contract towards her but Cathy remained stationary, she
wasn't going to agree to this it was a step too far.

   "Whey on earth do you want to do this?" She asked.  "I thought this was
about making a new range of perfumes?"

   "Yes indeed it is.  The reasons are highly confidential so regretfully I
simply can't tell you before you sign up to the second part of the trial."
She smiled again.  "Have a look at the contract."

   Cathy reluctantly opened the papers and scanned them.  It was a long
document but the final passage was clear.  A £15,000 payment following the
process and then an extra £1,000 per months while she stayed on the trial.
She actually gasped.

   "As you can see since we have invested a great deal of money in our
research so we really need as many participants involved as possible hence
the very generous rewards!"

   Cathy was at a loss for words but she accepted the pen pushed into her
hand although she didn't sign.

   "Is this dangerous?"

   "What the minor procedure?  No!  Not at all.  It's all detailed on the
second page; you receive a couple of drugs to relax your, um...  parts,
then the process will take no more than an hour and is likely to be quicker
that the first one."

   Cathy tried to get her thoughts together.  "Can I think about it
further?"

   "Obviously you can't discuss this with anyone at all and it is critical
we reintroduce the cells as soon as possible but I can give you until
tomorrow morning, will that do?"

   Cathy nodded and reeled out wondering what to do.  The thought of the
cells going back in was a little unsettling but the money was a real draw.
She needed more information regarding the point of it all but knew it
wouldn't happen unless she agreed.

   Yes or no.  The decision swayed all night but by the morning it was
clear.  Despite it all she could still say no if she really wanted to so
she decided to sign and take it from there.

   "So what is the point of it all?" She asked as the contract was taken
from her now signed.

   "Well the idea is we want to market a range of musk products but rather
than use animal musk we are hoping to develop human musk based ones."

   "What you mean based on what you've taken from the volunteers?" She said

   "Precisely.  We know that some smells elicit a strong response in people
and musk scents are used in nature as an attractant.  Now humans have a
diverse range from which to choose from and everyone is slightly different
however we have now reached the stage where we hope to combine a number of
feminine musk scents to make something that helps to get men interested. 
It's fantastically exciting and will be worth millions if we can perfect
it."

   Cathy thought about this then came out in a grin.  "Um...  do you mean
that if this works some women will be buying perfume with essence based on
my...  er well...  my B.O.?"

   "The vaginal secretions as you will know have a musk odour of their own
only there are many other odours involved and some can be less than
delightful!  What we've done is try to help the cell produce more of the
musk.  But they don't do too well in the lab.  Now what we will do is swab
you and see of this is happening and take it from there.  It is hoped that
we can combine these scents then mix them with some base perfumes that will
smell pleasant but will not have any masking effect on the musk itself.  We
shall see.  If it works we can then look to try to synthesize the
chemicals"

   Cathy smiled.  "Ok when does this happen?"

   "Assuming you are not menstrual, I will push for tomorrow but it may
have to wait until Monday.  We'll let you know as soon as we can."

   Cathy felt a little sore for a few days like before but it soon passed.
Two weeks later she had her first swab and another a day after that.  The
clinician was very pleased that her cells seemed to be working extremely
well and that the secretions were beginning to happen.

   The first signs that things were not as she'd expected occurred about
five weeks after the process.  Mark, her husband, made love to her for the
first time since the op but once she became excited she was aware that she
was producing rather a lot of lubrication.

   For some reason they made love stronger and longer than ever before and
after she lay there basking in the afterglow of the best sex she'd ever
had. Mark too was feeling the same way.  However the secretions were still
flowing a little the following morning and once awake, Mark and she were
soon driven to a repeat.  Mark reached his climax very quickly this time
and although Cathy wasn't far behind she wasn't satisfied and was forced to
play with herself as her husband showered.  She then slipped off to the
family bathroom to clean herself up before he noticed anything.

   She was aware that her pants grew a little damp by that evening but she
change into a clean pair before bed and everything seemed fine.  Mark
however woke in the night with a hard-on and within minutes was humping
away at his still sleepy but aroused wife.  He came quickly again but this
time they were at it again within minutes and both climaxed noisily again
before dropping back to sleep.

   The alarm forced Mark to get up later that morning and despite an aching
erection he knew he needed to get out of the house quickly if he was to
make his meeting.  Cathy woke as he left and feeling aroused brought
herself off before having her own shower an hour later.

   However her life changed forever that Monday.  She wore her usual work
clothes, skirt and blouse only despite a shower she had damp knickers by
the time she'd driven to work.  She wiped herself and stuffed toilet roll
into the gusset then sprayed her knickers to disguise the light musky scent
that was beginning to make itself known.

   She might have been ok except for a request to go for another smear. 
She was happy to do so because of she needed to show the nurse her
overactive secretions and trotted to her room expecting a quick inspection
and a chat.

   She was up on the stirrups with the woman moving her gloved hands about
when she realised that firstly she was beginning to smell the musk and
secondly it was turning her on tremendously.

   Quite suddenly she felt breath on her sex and a tongue replaced the
fingers.  Far from repulsed she looked down and locked eyes with the nurse
who was tasting her secretions with an eager mouth.  Cathy shook as the
woman brought her to a fantastically quick climax then the nurse slid up
her body and her mouth met Cathy's and they kissed the woman's lips, thick
with the excreted fluids meeting her own and the rich musk scent washed
over her.

   Neither woman had felt this way before.  They were helplessly in lust
with each other and once started they spent the next hour eating each
other, experiencing climax after climax.  Finally exhaustion stopped them
and Cathy redressed.  The nurse suggested Cathy take the rest of the day
and phoned her boss for her.

   Cathy was grateful and left just after two however despite her prolonged
tryst she was awash before she was halfway home, her own sex scent made her
feel the deepest animal lust once again.

   Her daughter and boyfriend were in the kitchen when she got home and
despite trying to dash away quickly they insisted on chatting for several
minutes intrigued why she was back so early.  In the end she felt dampness
in between her legs again and had to excuse herself and making quickly for
the downstairs convenience.

   The knickers were already thick with her lubrication so she chucked them
into the linen basket and was forced to delve around for a replacement even
if they had been used.  She pulled a pair Bethany's out and slipped them on
although her daughter was slightly smaller than she was and they felt a
little tight.  She was getting horny again but tried to resist the urge as
she emerged.

   She used an air freshener to mask the musky smell then returned to the
kitchen where she made a coffee as Bethany continued to chat about nothing
at all.  Cathy finally excused herself and dashed upstairs where she
intended to change into a pair of her own underwear but no sooner were her
daughters off than she decided to give herself some relief.  Her fingers
began to dig into her slick hole and she was soon climaxing again and
again.

   It was forty minutes before Cathy was finally satisfied and guiltily she
masked the odour with a body spray then went to the bathroom to wash her
hand of her own scent before going to the kitchen to have a late lunch

   Bethany and her boyfriend were in her bedroom supposedly doing their
assignments, since this was meant to be a study afternoon, but they sat
listening to music while chatting.  Bethany left her boyfriend browsing the
internet for information on their essay topic while she went to borrow her
mother's nail scissors.

   He mother's bedroom was heavy with body spray but she ignored it and
found what she was looking for then stopped on the way out to retrieve a
pair of her own knickers lying on the floor.  She puzzled over why they
were there then looking more closely at the duvet she noticed a wet patch
and couldn't suppress a gasp.  He mother had been diddling herself and
since she'd only just go back downstairs Bethany reckoned she'd been doing
it for the best part of an hour.

   As she stood looking at the mark she suddenly realised that she was
herself becoming aroused.  She examined the knickers in her hand and
clearly saw a damp mark on the gusset.  The unexpected effect was to make
her pussy contract as she became overcome with lust.

   Bethany swayed into her bedroom and stood by her boyfriend who looked up
confused until she bent down and kissed him.  He noticed the knickers in
her hand and thought for a moment she'd removed her own for him.  He could
smell a faint odour from them and guessed it was Bethany's excitement.  The
consequence was an instant erection and with trembling hands he pulled her
to him.

   Three minutes later they were making out on the bed.  Until that moment
they had been virgins but now they were like animals and their sex
continued for over thirty minutes by which time his small cock had erupted
three times and felt sore.  Bethany was relaxed and happy although she
could have continued if he'd been up to it.

   Cathy's life was about to descend further.  She'd managed to stop for a
few minutes and after making her lunch and fresh coffee she felt normal,
well as much as any woman who had just participated in her first lesbian
sexual encounter could.  She couldn't stem the flow of her secretions and
was aware that sexual activity made her flow all the more.

   After a short while longer she became conscious of a growing need again;
it was hard not to give in to renewed lust that was making itself known to
her following the release of a fresh wave musk now that her knickers were
soaking again.  She knew she needed to change them quickly so headed
towards the hallway.

   She tried to act normal as she bumped into Bethany's boyfriend who was
now feeling very guilty himself so was on his way home, but it was no use;
he was male and she had an almost uncontrolled reaction to seeing him.  She
wanted to kiss him immediately and just that thought caused her knickers to
saturate further, so she stopped in front of him face to face as her odour
permeated the hall.

   He had come to a stop expecting Mrs Taylor to yell at him or worse but
she just stood staring at him with a strange expression on her face.  Then
as they remained statues he became aware that despite his previous
discomfort his erection had returned with vigour and he was feeling very
excited.

   Cathy wanted to mate with him and after a moment of hesitation she
simply dropped to the floor pulling at his trousers.  He was free in
seconds and she turned away so he could mount her like a dog.  The sex was
hard and fast and despite his quick climax he grew erect once more and
repeated the act until after a little over ten minutes his cock was unable
to respond again so he finally rolled clear.  Cathy continued to sway back
and forth in the hope he would get back on, as despite her own climax, she
wasn't at all yet satisfied.

   She knew it had been so very wrong but she simply didn't care anymore,
she required the release and her lust filled brain kept telling her that
she had to find satisfaction.  Cathy waited a few moments longer then
reluctantly got unsteadily to her feet and went to get a drink for her
parched mouth as she debated how to get the young man to satisfy her
properly.  Somehow during that time Kevin managed to dress and stagger out
of the front door before walking slowly home.  Cathy returned to find him
gone so had no choice but to bring herself off again in her bedroom.

   Kevin's head was finally clearing and it dawned on him that not only had
he broken his virginity but he'd also had sex with Bethany's mum who until
that day he'd never even thought of as a woman, at least not in that way.
There was no way anyone would believe what went on of course but he was
more than happy to keep it to himself.  He was a man at last.

   An hour later Cathy showered and once the scent was finally eradicated
she felt sick with the depravity of it all.  She knew the reason for it and
intended to get it sorted the following day.  In the mean time she had to
try to keep things normal, if at all possible.  She found a tampon and with
clean clothes on she was finally in control again.

   During all this time Bethany, having cleaned herself of the semen her
boyfriend before dashing back to her own room, had dressed quickly slipping
on the nearest pair of knickers those still damp with her mother's
secretions then sat staring at the computer monitor for several minutes in
disbelief at her actions.  However the desires didn't go away and she was
soon overcome by an urge bring herself off again which she did unwittingly
spreading he mothers musk over her thighs as she came again and again.

   Cathy made dinner for the two of them.  Bethany ate hers in guilty
silence while Cathy was just thankful Mark was away for the night.  Cathy
was nervous about having to go shopping that evening but she knew she had
to get a few things for the following morning and decided to risk it.  She
made it to the mall where she had about thirty minutes until it closed.

   The car ride had done two things; the smell from the already moist
driver's seat got her aroused but worse the tampon was now soaked with the
secretions.  She parked up and dashed about the store picking up groceries
before making for the checkout.  Returning to her car she found it wouldn't
start and after agonising for a while she phoned around for help.

   Twenty minutes later a pickup truck appeared with a huge black guy at
the wheel.  He got out and walked across to the stranded vehicle and
knocked on the window.  Cathy pulled her fingers out of her open slit and
looked at the huge guy.  Her brain was addled with lust again and all she
could think of was that he was just what she needed between her legs.

   She opened the door and stood kissing him immediately before he could
say a single word.  He glanced about but in the dark could not see anyone
to bother them.  He went around and got in the passenger seat besides her
then sat as she fumbled at his trousers before releasing his large erection
then she jumped over and mounted him.

   The car was rich with the musky odour but unlike Cathy the smell didn't
affect him at all.  He sat with her on him for thirty minutes feeling her
climax several times.  Then he stopped her and led her to his truck which
was bigger.  Once stretched across the rear bench seat he began to fuck her
properly as hard as he could.

   Cathy was almost hysterical as her climaxes merged together then with a
cry she had the largest orgasm of her life which went on for several
minutes until she finally went limp.  She was totally satisfied at long
last.

   Marcus left the white slut and went to inspect her car, which he found
to have simply run out of petrol.  He topped it up but then when upon his
return the woman draped herself over him again, he agreed to follow her
home just to make sure she was ok.  He suspected he'd get the brush off
when they got there so was very surprised when she waddled over and asked
him to spend the night since her husband was away.

   Bethany watched with disbelief as her mother brought in the huge black
guy and took him straight upstairs.  She had been diddling herself for
hours so was feeling really excited and decided to follow.

   She watched as her mother stripped then went down on the man whose
colossal cock was a sight to see.  The scent of her mother began to drive
Bethany to distraction and after playing with herself, watching from the
doorway as her mother was taken by the man, finally she could stand it no
longer and rushed in.

   The two women fought over the guy until he separated them and with a
laugh suggested he call for backup.  Then they were forced to share him for
forty minutes until his friends appeared.  He'd felt both their mouths on
his cock but best of all the daughter eagerly let him sink his cock into
her already used but very tight hole although the mother kept yelling at
him to do her so he had to switch several times.

   Finally the reinforcements drew up and the party started.  They guys
were all black and that night the five men screwed both of them until they
were spent.  The musk didn't affect any of them and the fact that they
could hold back meant that both women were truly satisfied although their
lust returned after a while.

   Cathy was aware of two things; that apparently black men were resistant
to her odour and secondly she was desperate to breed.  Unwittingly she had
shared her secret with Marcus and with a smile he hatched a plan:

   The following Morning he collected her juices and once he felt it was
enough he went to where he knew he could test it out.  He waited until he
saw a husband and wife with their children doing the school drop-off then
finally when they were alone he knocked on the door and when the window
went down, he asked for directions.

   The woman seemed very unhappy for him to even be there and turned away
as she started a mobile phone conversation but as the guy turned to point
down the road he took his chance and tossed a saturated square of kitchen
towel into the car.  It was crude and unsubtle but he hoped it would do the
job.  It fell onto the headrest behind the woman then he played dumb and
got the man to repeat himself before pulling a map and spreading it on the
bonnet.  The guy reluctantly got out and they chatted about the best route
through the rush-hour traffic all the while Marcus watched the woman as the
scent began to have an effect.

   She looked at him and he smiled.  She blushed and turned away.  She was
attributing her feelings of increasing lust to him, perfect!  She glanced
back and he locked eyes with her, then as calm as her could be mouthed
`show me your knickers' she looked at her man then him then when her
husband stood away she lifted the hem.  Marcus knew he had act now or lose
the opportunity.

   His task was made easy by someone shouting to the man who then shook his
hand, by way of a parting, before dashing across the road to chat with this
other guy.  Marcus glanced back then leant into the open window and plucked
the paper from the headrest.  He pressed it against the woman's nose and
she inhaled deeply.  She was his to take if he played it right.

   "I can tell you want me." He said.  The woman bit her lip.  "Do you work
together?"

   "No." The woman said.

   "So can you make an excuse and get out of the car and let him drive
off?"

   "I'll...  I'll tell him I've forgotten something and will get a lift
home with a friend."

   "Do it!" he said the rubbed the paper across each cheek.  He knew she'd
be hot for hours now.

   He sat in his cab and watched the play pan out then after the man left
he watched her come across and get in.  She was putty in his hands; she
sucked him while he drove back to Cathy's then after she'd gone down on the
lubricating woman he screwed her.  She did everything he and his mates
asked and by the end of the day she'd been with over a dozen men.  Marcus
was careful to make sure she had the scent of the musk around all the time
then he dropped her off and went back to Cathy.

   When Mark came home from his business trip he witnessed his wife being
taken by a huge black man but instead of going mad he found he was so
turned on he ejaculated within moments.  He came nine times before Marcus
dropped his load.  He was spent yet still felt strangely excited.

   "Look man.  Cathy needs black cock." Marcus said in a friendly way.  So
here's the deal; she fucks me and my mates as does your lovely daughter and
you can watch us and keep popping off which is clearly what you want to
do." He extended his hand.  "Deal?"

   Mark was really confused but just then Bethany came into the room, the
mucus soaked chocker placed about her neck the only thing she had on.  She
got to her knees and let one of the other black guys in the room mount her
begging him to breed her.  Mark found his cock coming to life yet again.

   "Deal?" Marcus pressed and without wanting to Mark felt compelled to
shake.

   "Now this little girl's taken so much cock today I doubt if she'll be
this shape for long!" Marcus laughed as he patted her narrow belly.  The
girl simply groaned as the fat cock brought her to another quick climax. 
She wanted to be bred so badly.



   Cathy's resignation was a surprise to all and a disappointment to the
trial.  None of the other women seemed to provide anything that resembled
the hoped for musk.  But most had been upset by the over intrusive nature
of the trial and it wasn't that surprising.

   A day later, Marcus watched the pretty mum disappear towards the toilet
leaving her infant and his father on her way to the cubical.  The big black
man got there just ahead of her then graciously he asked her if she wanted
to go first.  The musk was in his pocket, the flask open.  He dipped his
fingers in and then flicked her hair as she went passed him.  She was taken
aback but he apologised and held the door open.

   She'd inhaled the musk so as she turned to him her senses were already
signalling attraction.  He stopped closing the door with a dumb question
but by now he could see the points of her nipples pushing her top.  He took
a large load of the slime and rubbed it over her face.  She stepped back
just once then stood transfixed.

   "Have you ever been with a black man?" He then asked and she simply
shook her head.  "Are you taking birth control?" Another shake of the head.
"Well we both know you want to and bareback is best so go tell your husband
you need some air and meet me over by the van." He said pointing.

   Twenty minutes later he filled her with his seed then sent he packing
after wiping her face with an alcohol hand wipe.  He had her address and
knew she would open her legs for him once she smelled the musk again.  He
didn't know it then but after the second or third time she'd be a willing
black cock slut even without the musk, the pleasure would be so pronounced
she would never want to say no to him again.



   Two

   Cathy felt great.  She'd just finished having sex with big Max, her
reward for producing so much musk the previous week.  She sat contented
looking through the window at her new Mercedes and then the grass lawn as
it drifted into the far distance.

   The new house was simply huge and thanks to her body's overactive
production of the scent she was able to afford every luxury she'd ever
wanted.  Marcus was away working on his latest project, his evil racist
mind devising new tortures for the unhappy white couples he would ensnare.

   Since those first days his start-up project had been to find women to
impregnate.  He selected his victim carefully; he wanted them young, pretty
and if at all possible as sweet as possible.

   He picked up the first one dropping her two children off at nursery, the
woman never made work that day but found herself lying on her back being
filled with his sperm.  She found that his cock (and the musk) pushed her
to a state of arousal beyond anything she'd experienced before.  She was
crying she was so overcome with the pleasure of it all.  She begged him to
return the following day and agreed that he could continue to pump his
sperm into her despite her lack of birth control.  Her deep urge to be bred
was just too strong to fight.

   He had sex with her on and off for over a month until she was pregnant
then he passed her on to a couple of his friends.  To be on the safe side
he'd insisted they always wear his own brand of cheap smelling aftershave.
There were a few grumbles at first but once they realised the woman found
them irresistible when they wore it no one complained again.

   Marcus had selected a second victim the day after the first, a very
pretty girl who was getting married that weekend.  He didn't have sex with
her but made sure she was feeling very hot for him and making a few
arrangements she was ready for him when he visited her the afternoon of the
big day.

   It was such a rush: He drove to her parents house, having persuaded her
to give him a late invite to her after-reception party, then mingled for a
short while before finally cornering her when she was coming out of the
upstairs toilet.

   The thick musk he wiped under her nose was bound to have an instant
effect and she was immediately turned on.  He had saved his sperm for two
days and as she thrashed under him hitting climax after climax his balls
tightened before firing his hot seed into her receptive unprotected Jewish
womb.  He hadn't lasted as long as normal but taking the bride in her dress
knowing she was very likely to be pregnant after this one mating was great.

   He saw her three weeks later, she was soon asking him to take her again
and minutes later she had him inside her.  The musk drove her on and
refuelled her urge to be bred so much so she promised to meet him weekly
until the deed was done.

   Between the wedding and her return from her honeymoon he'd seduced a
twenty five year old nurse, a thirty two year old mother of two (would be
three soon) and then he'd turned a pair of teachers into black sluts
willing to allow their male students access to their married bodies.

   His best conquest however had been Mary Ridge.  She was the forty three
year old head of a small exclusive boarding school.  She had taken to black
cock with such enthusiasm despite Marcus having just the merest hint of
what remained of the musk from the day before on his clothes that he
guessed she was already that way inclined.  The school catered for thirteen
to eighteen year old girls, twenty per school year and not a man on the
staff.

   Within one week, having made sure every child was beyond puberty, the
whole school had gone black.  The girls spent the next term being bred and
after three months only twelve out of the one hundred and twenty pupils had
failed to get pregnant.  The only teachers who missed out were those who
were too old but thankfully the musk still had the same effect on them.

   Marcus walked down to the main hall five weeks later and after taking
one of the pregnant but still very attractive sixteen year olds in front of
the lust filled room witnessed the girls satisfying each other until the
head directed them to various `classes' where some of their new black
teachers would ensure they got their fill for the day.

   It was a shame that six of the girls still weren't pregnant but they had
been moved to a room in the city where they were taking half a dozen black
men a day.  One of then was only fourteen but she was as keen as the others
and he had a DVD of her begging man after man to empty their balls into
her.

   After this he decided to make some serious money.

   He went to a very upmarket nightclub over the period of ten days and
selected seven of the most desirable women there.  Five were single, two
married.  By the end they were installed in a couple of up-town apartments
where they worked for him having sex with anyone he sent for them.  Having
discovered that the musk lasted for days all that was required was for the
scent to be introduced at intervals and they were in a permanent state of
arousal.  The women found their lust was all consuming and they would
rather have sex in these rooms, day and night than go back to their old
lives.

   More than anything else they were desperate to be bred and Marcus
allowed the two married women to have unprotected sex but only with black
clients.

   Marcus had sat laughing when a man and his three year old child had
appeared and begged one of his new women to return home.  She had looked at
him then asked if he wanted to come in and fuck her.  The funny thing was
that all he had to do was approach the man and sprinkle a few drops of the
un-diluted scent on his jumper then retreated as the guy found it
impossible not to become excited and take his wife up on her offer.  The
confused child watched as he parted with all the money in his wallet before
having sex for no more than five minutes before cumming hard in the condom
she'd placed on him.  His wife was left frustrated again and cursing him
she turned to one of the large black bouncers who kept the punters under
control while also helping to curb the overzealous needs of the white women
in their care.

   She was on all fours being soundly fucked by his bare cock while her
husband, now erect again, pulled his cock off three times.  Finally he was
spent and lay watching as his whore wife climaxed for the sixth time on the
huge black cock in her before it spewed its seed in to her belly as she
begged for a baby.  He was then thrown out.

   Marcus made sure Cathy was the only woman not at risk of becoming
pregnant but it was already too late for Bethany.  Cathy's husband had also
been exposed to too much of the scent and after being erect for hours
without rest He'd finally found release through his own daughter.  They now
spent hours at a time having sex while Cathy was seeking release with the
huge black studs Marcus had employed to keep her happy.

   He purchased the new house for her then moved her away from her old life
to make sure he had tight control over his great asset.  Her husband and
daughter came too but they were having sex with each other too often to
care about anything else.

   The ultimate prize was of course the beautiful wife of the city mayor, a
former model who was the bell of every ball and on the front of all the
local papers.  It took nearly four months before he got close enough to
work his magic: he finally managed speak to her at a fundraising dinner and
after following her to the restroom a quick dab of the scent and he
pounced. She was angry when he stopped her at the door but that soon
changed and he escorted her into the men's where she was so keen to couple
with him he had barely closed the door before she was pulling out his cock.
She took all he had and was more than eager to allow him to cum inside her
tight sex.  She confessed that she'd been with several black men in the
past and agreed with Marcus that they were better lovers.

   Marcus then waited three days before arranging to meet her again.  This
time she left her diaphragm behind and coo'd as he shot his seed deep
inside her.  It was superb; she introduced him to several of her
high-profile friends and one by one they all opened their legs for him. 
After three months seven of her friends along with herself were expecting
his children.

   That night when he returned home he began to list his conquests and
nearly fell of his chair.  These high-class women made numbers sixty seven
to seventy five.  It was amazing to think that pretty soon he would be the
father of over seventy children with many, many more to come.

   So far three hundred and fifty white women had been knocked up thanks to
the musk and he hoped if he was sensible with it that that number would
grow and grow.  The black man's ultimate revenge was finally at hand.

   It was unfortunate for Marcus that he'd became careless and forgetting
his natural caution allowed himself to be cornered by a gang of racist
thugs one evening a few days later.  He walked away from a bar having just
given one of the helpless waitresses his seed, when five guys cornered him,
two women stood baying at them to stick the nigger.  He saw the knife and
felt helpless since he had nothing in his pockets except a flask of musk,
still undiluted.

   He brought it out, top open and flung it about him desperate to try
anything he could think of to survive.  The first man cursed wiping the
stuff from his face while his companions rubbed the viscous solution with
their hands as the stuff stuck to their clothes.

   One of the women was also hit in the face and as she witnessed one of
the men plunge his blade into the black man in front of her she felt
suddenly aroused.  She actually climaxed as she watched the blades as they
plunged into the man.  She turned to see her friend also experiencing
similar feelings and the two women then dragged the men away spending the
rest of the evening having sex with all of them.  Although none of the men
mentioned it to each other all of them had climaxed in their pants during
the attack.  Marcus died within minutes the flask falling from his grasp
and rolling away behind a dumpster.

   Over the next few months things slowly unravelled: Firstly two of the
girls at the school less affected than the others came to their senses and
one of them called the police.  Four black men and the head were arrested,
most of the girls were now a long way gone and nearly all of them gave
birth to black babies.  Due to the potential scandal the whole case was
kept quiet.

   Due to the deep effects of the musk six of the seven women who had been
prostituting themselves chose to continue with their new profession, they
were so addicted to the sex, the seventh returned to her bemused husband
although she too was four months gone with a black baby.

   There were dozens of women all over the state who found that their
deepest desire to have a baby was no longer as deep especially as their sex
partners had been black.  Most still had enough of a need to keep their
child although a few did retain enough resolve to have an abortion.

   Cathy continued to have sex with a string of large black men and since
they shared the house with her, Bethany and her father also indulged in
daily sexual activity.  Bethany was now over seven months gone with her
black child and although her father was now her full-time lover she did
sometimes give herself to the black men that were at the house satisfying
her mother.

   Without the payments the bank foreclosed on the house and the Taylor's
were suddenly forced to leave.  Bethany was just weeks away from giving
birth but Cathy had already decided on a plan.  She had just about got
enough control over her hormone ravaged body and knew how to use it to help
them.

   She dressed her heavily pregnant daughter in her tightest and most
blatant clothes before taking her downtown where she was an instant hit
with the warped punters and had sex with a string of men for money.

   It wasn't the best arrangement because Cathy was so overcome with it all
that she went with two men herself but eventually they returned with cash
in their pockets and an idea.

   Cathy was more than happy to sleep with anyone and once installed in a
two bedroom flat she began to screw a succession of men.  Her husband
simply watched occasionally while continuing to bed his own daughter.  Then
one night as Cathy writhed under another punter Bethany went into labour.

   Mark took her to the hospital where she gave birth to a black baby and
sat with tears of joy in her eyes as she cradled it.  Cathy had to be very
carefully when she visited but two showers, lots of perfume and the
combination of a large tampon with two sanitary towels all encased in a
large pair of plastic knickers did the trick.  She looked at her teenage
daughter suckling the black infant and realised that this was her own
deepest desire.

   Mark had also lost his job by now and social services were sniffing
round because of their daughter's lack of school attendance.  So that night
before they returned to the flat Mark and she sat drinking a beer each as
they discussed their predicament.  Mark was finally coming down from his
sexual high and the guilt and horror of the past nine months were sinking
in.  Cathy knew exactly what the reasons were for this and wanted him to
realise she still loved him even if that appeared bizarre.

   Cathy explained that she couldn't see any real alternative but to use
her `gift' as a way of attracting men for paid sex then added that with a
resigned shrug that unless he and Bethany moved out they would inevitably
be involved.  Mark was stoic and told her he would never desert her so she
shrugged and let him know that he'd best get used to a different life, even
from the one he'd had with their daughter for the past months.

   Bethany returned from hospital with her baby to find her mother was busy
having sex with two men.  Her father was there and greeted her with a
lingering kiss which she fought against for a moment or two until she was
overcome by the pungent smell that now permeated the whole flat. 
Thankfully her recent birth prevented her becoming very aroused but she was
happy to suck him off several times a day over the course of the next few
weeks.

   Cathy and her new lifestyle went well until she was arrested.  It would
have been fine but the officer was black and impervious to her charms. 
Luckily the night shift officer was white and she managed to fuck him into
dropping the charges but that was only the first of several arrests and on
several occasions she was forced to spend the night in jail facing the
court the following morning.

   Three months after the baby Bethany could hold back no longer and rode
her father until he came in her.  She was deliberately not on the pill she
was so desperate to feel him pump his seed deep in her unprotected aching
pussy.  The desire to breed was simply so strong that she desperately
wanted to become pregnant again and nothing would please her more than for
it to be her daddy's child.

   Cathy spotted the signs and dragged her off to have a coil fitted which
she reluctantly agreed to then she introduced her daughter to her new
lifestyle and the pair of them worked together picking up men for money. 
Slowly they gained a more regular client base and eventually moved to a
better apartment.

   Things were fine until Cathy met Luke Hall a black man who wanted a bit
of white pussy.  He wasn't the first black client she'd been with since
she'd started as a prostitute but he was the first man who made her feel
the way Marcus had.  He was very well hung and he was proud that he could
keep it up for almost an hour if he worked at it and from the first he
found Cathy an enthusiastic partner, quite unlike any hooker he'd been with
before.

   His second visit made him realise she really dug him and he decided to
push it and stay only to find her more than willing.  It was therefore the
following morning he found she had a very young daughter was no only also
on the game she already had a black baby.  Forty minutes later he was
letting fly inside the delightful young girl who like her mother seemed
genuinely eager for his cock.

   It was clear the two women were black cock sluts and when he simply told
them he intended to stay a while longer far from getting mad they simply
let him.  Even the man who he had at first guessed was there pimp turned
out to be a pussy and sat watching him fuck the two beauties several times
without a condom.

   Luke then discovered that the man was in fact husband and father to the
two women and then as it became clear he was also having sex with both of
them Luke knew he had hit the jackpot.

   The next two days were fantastic: he got the women to do each other, to
have a threesome with the man and then best of all marching the family to
meet an old friend who removed their coils before he drove then to a
special party in their honour.

   The place was a night-club closed at that time of the day where he'd
arranged for a number of his friends to be present for orgy.  The wife was
taken first by a succession of large black men (Luke had been first as he
didn't want sloppy seconds) then (he liked this the best because it suited
his perverted mind) he arranged for a large very gay black guy to bugger
the father in tandem to his fucking the daughter; both on all fours side by
side.

   The crowd cheered as the two victims climaxed several times before the
two black men emptied themselves inside their respective partners.  Cathy
then did clean-up duties on her husband's rear while he performed the same
duty between his daughter's legs.  The girl was then taken by all those
still wanting some pussy before they finally left.

   He dropped them home but returned the following morning with the gay man
to repeat the act.  This time the wife took his own sperm while the girl
got to eat her father's used arse.  He decided to split just in case there
were any repercussions from the events and was careful to avoid the area
for several months.

   It was June when he passed by the apartments and saw the teenage girl
waddling down the street her stomach fat with another baby.  He couldn't
resist it and stopped at the next corner then went to find her.  She was
surprised but still happy to see him and she even invited him to the
apartment where he got to sample her six-months pregnant pussy while her
also pregnant mother waited for her turn.  He then had a bigger shock when
the father came out of a side room and dived between the girls legs eating
his cum from her.

   He left after two hours more confused than ever.  It appeared that the
mother was expecting a black baby conceived during the three days he'd
spent with her, the daughter however was a month behind and it seemed that
despite the certainty of getting pregnant she'd continued to have sex with
some clients and more alarmingly her father until she missed her period.

   Cathy had a black baby of unknown parentage and slowly her life returned
to normal; the secretions stopped and her sexual desires evaporated. 
Bethany's child was white and rather weak.  It had her father's features
and light hair rather than Bethany's dark hair.  Other than that he seemed
ok.

   Free from their sexual malaise the family tried to grapple with the
horror of their life: Cathy was a convicted prostitute with a string of
clients eager to get back with her.  Bethany whilst still only sixteen also
had a list of men wanting to pay for her teenage body.  Worse was the
permanent effect the drug had had on them.  Cathy was totally addicted to
black men and lusted at any who passed her in the street while Bethany was
infatuated with her own father and (although she didn't admit it for a
while) was desperate to renew her sexual relationship with him.

   In the end the family settled into a more permanent arrangement.  Cathy
dated black men and slept with whomever she wished.  Now safely on the pill
she could do so without any fear and that suited Bethany who after three
abortive attempts had finally seduced her father for real and with Cathy's
blessing was now once again his overnight bed partner.

   Cathy and Bethany now had a more controlled set of clients who while not
getting the same instant pleasure when they visited found that the drug had
given them a deep rooted desire to see them again and again.  By the end of
the next year they had over one hundred thousand in the bank.