The Erotic Mind-Control Story Archive

“Now bend over my desk, you schoolgirl slut!”

The electrifying effect of his heated demand on his class was astonishing. Stacey tore open her jacket, sending buttons flying and releasing her huge pale tits only to throw herself at Dr Turner. The rest of the class scrambled frantically to get out from behind their tables like a pack of starving animals hearing the dinner bell. The primal musk that many of them released filled his nostrils as he grabbed Stacey roughly and pushed her down over his desktop. He squashed her big pillowy rack against the polished wood as he hiked her tight miniskirt up and exposed her luscious ass, finding it completely unfettered by panties.

“Yes, Doctor Turner! Punish your naughty student! I’m such a wicked little slut…”

SMACK!

Before he even knew what he was doing Dr James Turner PhD had brought his palm down on a perfect blemishless asscheek in a ringing slap. The firm flesh jiggled and reddened under the blow but the sharp gasp escaping Stacey’s parted lips was undeniably erotic.

“You’ve flaunted yourself shamelessly in front of me for weeks now, you hussy. All of you have! Is this what you wanted… To see me break?” He barked furiously. One hand holding her bent over the desk as the other raised for another strike.

SMACK!

“Oh yes, Doctor Turner. We’re all just a bunch of cock-hungry whores who need to be taught a lesson by you and your big teacher dick!” Stacey cried wantonly, her soft cheek pressed hard against the desktop. She wiggled her round hips and pushed up on her tippy toes to present her firm peach of an ass in all its glory up to him.

Dr Turner didn’t know which emotion blazed hottest in his chest; the inflamed rage at himself for finally succumbing to his desires or molten carnal craving to finally fulfill his every darkest fantasy with these exquisite teen-queen temptresses.

SMACK!

“Well, you’re going to get it, Stacey… all of you are going to get it.” He panted, pulling at his belt and boxers. “You’re going to take it all and thank me for putting you in your place.”

“Yaaasss~ Please Doctor, we need you to discipline us!”

Pulling his pants and boxers down to his ankles, he took his steely cock in pussyhand and guided it unceremoniously right into her pulsing wet womanhood causing her to cry out in shocked delight. Dr Turner’s eyes closed in pleasure as her tight young pussy squeezed down around his raging manhood. He sank to the very hilt then pulled back, preparing for a second heavy thrust deep into her moaning, wriggling body.

His eyes shot open as he felt soft hands gently cup his cheeks. Another student; Belinda, had taken off her mockery of a uniform blouse and climbed up onto his desk beside Stacey. She knelt on the polished surface and pressed her swollen breasts to his panting lips where they soon found a stiff nipple damp with leaking milk. Just the first few drops hitting his parched tongue caused him to groan deeply.

“Please Doctor, we all need your strong guiding hand. We’ve been terribly dirty girls who need a good… hard… lesson in how to behave.” The crimson-haired coed moaned as he suckled and swallowed a mouthful of her delicious cream.

“Oh gawd! Fuck me… Fuck me hard, Dr Turner!” Stacey babbled, wildly slapping her wide hips back against his pounding crotch, burying his angry cock deep into her hot, clenching honeypot.

James Turner growled loudly and began sawing his straining shaft in and out of her with an intense level of energy and vigor he hadn’t known he still possessed. He felt the press of the rest of his cum-starved barely-eighteen students crowding against his body, their soft enticing hands, hot mouths and billowing breasts pressing up into his back and sides as he rammed his plundering manhood deep into Stacey again and again.

“Please, Doctor Turner… we need you…” A mocha skinned beauty named Clara sighed into his ear as she wrapped her ample bosom around one of his biceps.

“Won’t you teach me next, pleeease~?” Begged Tiffany—the gorgeous one-time head of the campus chastity movement—as she all but tore Dr Turner’s shirt off his back. “My pretty pink pussy is sooo~ wet for you…“

“Don’t you think my big ass looks totally in need of a good spanking too, Doc?” Tittered Hannah, a stunning nymphet with the massive chest and rear end of an overinflated sex-doll. “You can smack it and ride it until you…“

The entire class began to gasp and moan in unrestrained desire as they fervently watched him piston his rod madly in out of Stacey’s dripping cunt. Her breathless gasps turned to wailing shrieks of gleeful exhilaration as her body quaked in climax, the sound of her lewd exaltations fueling him on like a base rutting beast.

“Oh fuck yes, Doctor! Pin me down and teach me a lesson with your fat fucking cock! Yes, yesyesyes~…”

Dr Turner’s head spun as he felt her sopping channel pulling at his shaft with each lancing penetration and grunted in gratification as he felt the blunt tip of it knocking on the entrance to her young womb. The taste of Belinda’s sweet milk in his mouth and the musky miasma of so many randy, ready XXX-girls filling his nostrils seemed to cloud his mind like a dense San Francisco fog.

For all his dizzying intellect Dr Turner couldn’t fathom why he had waited so long to give in to this feeling; this full body rush of pleasure and power. His entire being trembled in ecstasy and he reached out to grasp the massive tit of a lissome blonde student who was rubbing her naked magnificence against him like a cat in heat. He squeezed hard, causing her to squeal in delight and shoot a line of warm milk across his bare chest .

He continued to feed on, grope and fondle the crowd of horny college coeds around him, all the while grinding his aching cock deep within Stacey’s hungry pussy. Her grasping insides were almost scalding hot and her slick gaping hole seemed to be actually foaming with her dripping need.

Doctor Turner couldn’t hold back, every cell in his body was crying out for release. Giving a voice to their plaintive needs he howled and erupted explosively in to mewling sex-kitten beneath him.

“Fuuuck meeee~!”

Stacey threw her lolling head back in ecstasy as another shuddering orgasm wracked her exquisite figure; a final gurgling cry escaping her lips before she collapsed onto the table in a twitching euphoric daze. An intoxicating rush of strength and power had completely overcome Dr Turner. ravenou

Even as his colossal climax ebbed he remained diamond hard and ravenous for more. He grabbed the petite blonde he had been furiously groping and with a mighty heave of his skinny arms, lifted her onto the crowded desk facing him.

“Wheeee~!” She squealed in girlish excitement as he hoisted her atop Stacey’s prone, drooling body. “I’m next… do me, do me!”

Pressing her legs wide apart, Doctor Turner reached up under her short pleated schoolgirl skirt and tore the crotch out of the lacy white panties he found there. Through the lusty daze he took in the sight of her panting desperately for him. What was her name again?

Jayda… maybe Jenna?

It didn’t matter anymore.

She was cute with champagne bangs framing her oval face, her body was of a willowy slender build offset by her huge wobbling knockers sitting high off of her slim chest proudly, nipples standing stiff and at attention. He vaguely remembered her from a senior class as he scooted her tight derriere over Belinda’s and buried his head in the simpering coed’s oversized cleavage, feeding hungrily.

Her small hands reached for his rock-hard dripping manhood and guided it readily to the glistening pink lips of her pussy. Dr Turner didn’t need any more invitation and buried himself to the base inside of her, sliding easily into the impossibly busty student’s snug cunt, feeling it stretch out to accommodate his ever growing cock.

Any onlooker would have heard a scream of delight emerge from a pile naked gyrating female bodies gathered about the chemistry professor’s desk…

Tom sat at home with his face buried in the palms of his hands; the problems were continually growing in number. He was already regretting leaving his sisters at the school, but that aside he had other concerns.

They were running out of money. He had managed to access his mothers savings through her online banking account but those were running dry and his own meager funds wouldn’t last long either.

One of the questionable benefits of the fall of society was that while the lights stayed on and the toilets still flushed, a utilities bill had yet to arrive in the mail. But the grocery stores still expected payment if he wanted to put dinner on the table which left Tom with a bit of a dilemma.

Soon he would have to find a way to earn money or find a new way to get them food and vitals. Tom was certain that the XXX-infected women of this new world would pay him for…

The idea was unthinkable, especially after Dr Turner’s revelation concerning the fate of men who caught the virus through sexual intercourse. There had to be another way…

A splashing sound outside brought him out of his gloomy musings, someone was in the pool… and he was the only person in the house at that moment. Tom leapt up the stairs three at a time, burst into Britney’s room and stared angrily out the window overlooking the family pool.

Mrs. Hope was in the family pool and she wasn’t alone. Splashing playfully with her was an implausibly buxom redhead in a black string bikini.

Tom’s eyes drank the sight of the two of them like a man dying of thirst in the desert. Mrs. Hope’s body was glistening wet as water droplets ran across her smooth creamy skin, down between her enormous breasts and over her slender shoulders. Her dark wet hair ran over her shoulders and back like indian ink, her teensy white Brazilian bikini concealing none of her generous curves or exaggerated assets.

The redhead’s impressive body almost rivaled Mrs. Hope’s for Tom’s panicked attention, her skin was darkly tanned and firm, making her mounds seem like great golden orbs standing high and proud on her chest. Her limbs and torso were slender, smooth and lightly muscular like a born swimmer. Her big eyes sparkled a brilliant green as she laughed with Mrs. Hope, her full ruby lips forming a natural pout as they splashed each other like two playmates in a Penthouse photoshoot. Tom knew what they were doing and couldn’t take it a second longer. He threw the window open and leaned out.

“What the hell are you doing in my pool? “ He yelled angrily “Get the fuck out of here before I call the cops!”

Mrs. Hope and the beautiful red-head turned simultaneously and gazed at him with teasing smirks.

“Oooh! A man in uniform, that sounds tasty… if you can find one” Mrs. Hope purred, her voice full of lusty promise.

“I think I would prefer a pool boy right now…” Her sexy companion countered, her eyes drinking in the sight of Tom, “A youthful… virile… pool boy to rub lotion all over every inch of my skin.”

Mrs. Hope laughed and picked up a leaf floating on the water’s surface, holding it away from her between thumb and forefinger as though it were unsightly.

“The pool does need a good tending…” she remarked casually to the fiery-haired vixen before returning her gaze to him, “Why don’t you come down here and clean it with us? We would be very, very grateful.’

Tom hung his head in despair and groaned at the thinly veiled proposition and Mrs. Hope smiled wickedly as she made her way up to pool steps lifting her soaked body from the water with the redhead close behind her. He glanced down at her, her white bikini bottoms were so tiny they barely concealed her plump cameltoe and left no doubt in Tom’s mind that she was hairless in that region.

“My poor friend Tania here hasn’t so much as seen a man’s cock in over a week…” she continued running her fingertips across her swaying bosom “But I told her that I knew of a young stud who seemed to need constant relief from his… earthly desires.”

Tania nodded fervently in agreement, never taking her eyes off of him. Then Mrs. Hope turned and kissed her friend long and passionately on the lips, softly uttering; “…poor thing.”

Tom felt a familiar ache stir in his pants and closed his eyes in an attempt to gain control of himself. They made it hard… so goddamn hard to resist. Mrs. Hope turned back to him and reached her hands behind her back to untie the strings of her skimpy bikini top.

“You don’t have to do anything,” she assured him, her eyes shining impishly. “Just come down here and rub us both with a little sun lotion. We won’t bite—I promise”

Her teensy top came loose and fluttered to the ground exposing her vast luscious melons shimmering wetly, her fat nipples hard and erect like eraser nubs from the cold swim.

“Won’t you come down?”

“I told you before, I’m never going to have sex with you!” shouted Tom blushing furiously as he heard his words echo around the quiet neighborhood.

Tania groaned in both her hunger for him and her disappointment at his rebuke but Mrs. Hope appeared to remain unphased by his rejection. Instead she turned back to her friend, kissing her again as she ran her delicate hands through the sexy playmates crimson hair and down her the graceful sweep of her back.

“Then I guess we will have to entertain ourselves…” she said, softly breaking away from the kiss.

With that, Mrs. Hope untied the sides of her string bikini and let the bottom of her swimsuit fall away. Tom stared fixedly on her prim hairless pussy and his eyes widened as she sat daintily upon the edge of the pool then laid herself back against the ground. She spread her legs invitingly even as Tania loosened her own bathing top releasing her own spectacular sun-kissed cleavage. The buxom beauty kneeled in the shallow water of the pool and leaned in to gently kiss the slick lips of Mrs. Hope’s flushed womanhood.

Mrs. Hope whimpered in audible anticipation and reached her hands up to tease her own rubbery nipples where they stood proudly out from her enormous bust. Tom’s cock strained against his jeans as she groped and pulled greedily at her own creamy tit-flesh causing her raspberry nubs to leak milk gently over her prostate form.

Tania thrust her face deep between Mrs. Hope’s legs and began to lick her friend’s dewy folds vigorously, causing the MILF to cry out and shudder in writhing ecstasy. It was too much for Tom, unzipping his fly he hurriedly released his thickening shaft from the constraints of his pants and began to stroke it energetically.

Mrs. Hope tilted her head back to stare at his engorged dick from her position below him as her grinning mouth parted in a victorious gasp. In a sudden quick movement, she seized her friend’s head and thrust it hard into the valley between her legs, causing them both to writhe in gratification.

“Mmmhmmm~ He’s watching us, Tania. Be a good girl and he might reward us with his hot hunky load.“

“Mmmmph~!” Tania moaned into the luxuriating seductress’s snatch as she lapped and slurped attentively.

Tom quickened the movements of his hand upon his rigid dick at the sight of the two women’s bodies gyrating together as Tania continued to voraciously eat out Mrs. Hope. Then, in a moment of intimate inspiration, Tania raised her face from between Mrs. Hope’s thighs and sinuously snaked her body up over her until she lay atop Mrs. Hope. Their wet, glistening bodies pressed lewdly against each other with their generous tits pushed firmly together.

In a daring display, Tania hooked her tanned thigh over Mrs. Hopes and thrust her hips forward until Tom could almost make out the sight of their pussies rubbing together. The sight of their shining bodies moving together, their lush asses bucking forward to meet each other’s rolling hips pushed him to the edge. His balls tightened and his dick throbbed as he raced towards his peak.

Both women raised their faces up towards him as though instinctively sensing his moment of eruption. Just as he exploded out of the window, Mrs. Hope threw Tania roughly off of her. The two of them scrambled to position themselves beneath the warm shower of his sticky cum as his pulsating cock fired great white ropes of it out over the pool decking.

“Get off of me, bitch!”

“Move it, whore—he’s about to blow!”

Tom watched in horrified fascination as the two women danced below him with mouths open and arms wide spread, attempting to catch as much of his seed as possible. It was like a vision out of a wet dream.

When he finally came down from his climax, he gazed out at the two of them feeling a mixture of much-needed gratification and guilty shame. If this is all they wanted of him, maybe he could deal with that… perhaps it was enough…

Tom slowly closed the window then turned away as Mrs. Hope and her friend began licking his warm juices off of each other’s bodies with twisted expressions of hunger and ecstasy…

Dr Turner was in a frenzy, his whole body seemed to scream in craven need and the girls surrounding him were yearning to satisfy it. His vision was obscured by a red haze brought on from sheer unrestrained lust that couldn’t be satisfied with mere ejaculation.

“Oh fuck, Doctor Turner. You’re teaching all of us so fucking gooood~...”

He pressed his lips to a swollen nipple offered to him by a pigtailed vixen who cried out sharply with each ravenous suck, all the while burying his cock into a luscious brunette with hair the color of dark chocolate flailing about her pretty head with each reckless thrust deep into her hungry cunt. Dr Turner grabbed her lush rounded hips and, with strength he didn’t know he had, began pulling her harder into each pounding penetration, causing her body to shake in rapture and her glorious rack to ricochet wildly about on her chest.

He felt small hands clasp about his wrist, guiding them from the brunette’s hips to somewhere warm and wet. The pigtailed schoolgirl mewled in displeasure as he pulled his head from her breasts and to glance at the distraction.

The small blonde he had fucked earlier (was her name Jane… or maybe Jamie?) had already broken from her post-orgasmic stupor and had placed his hand over her soiled pussy, prompting him to sate her everburning arousal again. Dr Turner blinked owlishly at her, his foggy mind trying to recall her face but now he could only recognize her as another hot wet hole that needed his throbbing cock stretching it out.

“Fuck yes, fuck yes, yes Doc- oh gawd yeeesss~!”

The Classroom was littered with the panting bodies of four other sexy vixens he could vaguely remember rutting with like dirty animals. Each was in a different state of euphoric delirium after reaching climax with him. But there he was, still surrounded by five other young willing sex goddesses clamoring for his attention and his almighty immensity.

His fingers slid easily into the small blondes snatch and began working her clit energetically, her whimpers began anew and his mouth returned hungrily to the pigtailed girl’s immense milky melons.

“Mmmmm~ that’s right, Doctor Turner… drink from my yummy boobies until you drain me dry. It feels sooo~ good when you suckle…”

The brunette beneath him was squealing in lustful elation as he drove himself brutally into her over and over again, one hand on her generous fleshy hip directing their movements together like a crazed choreographer. The feeling of her slick womanhood squeezing his rigid shaft sent electric bolts of pleasure like arcing lightning up Dr Turner’s spine.

He released his hold on her waist to grasp onto one her swaying tits, laced in rivulets of her own life-giving milk and dug his fingers into her soft mounds triggering another shriek of ecstasy.

He let out an animalistic roar as his cock exploded inside of her, shooting his burning seed deep inside of her young womb. The chocolate haired beauty gurgled happily as her eyes rolled back in her head before closing and going limp beneath him.

Darkness seemed about to overcome Dr Turner as well, but something was holding it back. He fuzzily recalled taking some sort of preventive earlier, maybe that was the reason he was able to maintain this marathon effort…

Drawing his steely rod out of the unconscious brunette he turned, spreading his arms to shrug off the bevy of sex-crazed girls crowding about him. His lust hazed vision came to rest on a smoky-eyed Indian seductress with skin the color of cream coffee, long smooth limbs and an hourglass belly-dancers physique. Her dusky skin, refined facial features and glossy midnight hair stirred something in his tortured loins. Her breasts were full and over-ripe, her hips strong and her whole form radiated an aura of strength and fertility.

Maya… he remembered her name was Maya…

“Come” Dr Turner growled harshly, the Indian beauty leapt from the throng on naked females up onto him, her arms clasping about his neck and her legs locking behind his hips.

Dr Turner didn’t even stumble at the force of her teen bombshell body colliding with his but rather he used her momentum to spun the two of them about and pressed her back against the neglected whiteboard. His hands clawed at her soft pliable ass then gripping her olive thighs, lifting her until the tip of his manhood nestled into place against the opening of her dripping pussy.

“Don’t hold back, James.” She breathed huskily into his ear before nibbling on the lobe. “I want you to give me everything you have. Train my naughty kitty until only your huge cock can make it purr.”

Throwing his hips forward he buried his jutting length completely within her steamy wetness. She was beyond ready for him, he slid in effortlessly as groaned as her slick walls parted and accepted his thrusting immensity. Maya’s head bounced back against the whiteboard as he withdrew only to enter her again, prompting a squeal of excitement.

“Oh yes! Yes Dr Turner!! Fuck me hard, Use me like the fucktoy I am! Just keep fucking me!” Maya cried as his movements quickened.

The other girls crowded back around them again, pressing and rubbing themselves against him for any pleasure they could muster from his body. The press of soft flesh and musky odor of their foaming pussies brought the frenzied need within him back with full force. Maya’s hips bounced upon his unyielding turgidity, her breasts heaving and Dr James Turner’s insatiable hunger for these incredible bombshells’ milk returned with a vengeance.

An emerald-eyed stunner with long ginger curls had begun rubbing the soft lips of her greedy cunt against his lean thigh. Her breasts were immense, almost comically large for a girl with her slight build… and they were leaking everywhere.

Without breaking his ecstatic thrusting into the gorgeous subcontinental siren impaled on his steely rod, Dr Turner lowered his head slightly and lifted up a heavy breast to his mouth. The striking freshman’s eyes widened as she became aware of his attention and frantically lifted herself, arching her back and offering her dripping chest up to him.

Nuzzling the proffered nipple hard Dr Turner was not disappointed, her tits were ripe with her lactate and thick warm jets of it shot down his throat. The need to feed upon it was fast becoming an addiction; this mouth-watering milk fueled his unquenchable libido and drove him on.

As Dr Turner continued to thrust himself into the bouncing lusty goddess he had wrapped around his cock and fed upon the moaning heavy-mounded redhead amidst the bevy of young frantic naked college girls a new sensation washed through his body. Every muscle was aching without exception but his groin in particular felt like a focal point for tingling, burning soreness afflicting him.

Was it… still growing?

Tom threw himself wearily onto his bed and rubbed his temples to try to relieve the constant tension of the last few days.

Mrs. Hope was incorrigible and relentless, as were all of the XXX-infected women. It seemed like she would never give up on hounding him, especially now she knew he was susceptible to her feminine charms. Tom was at a loss…

Spunking over the edge of a balcony or out a window couldn’t be a long term solution to his troubles and would only serve to drive those cum-starved hussies towards new reckless heights of audacity.

Just the sight of those two outrageous women within easy reach, fondling and pleasuring each other remained burned exortably onto his mind’s eye. It was as though Mrs. Hope were intentionally playing out every male sexual fantasy she could think of, and she would inevitably grow more creative as time went by.

It wasn’t as though she didn’t have enough source material from which to draw inspiration—the internet was still functioning—and Tom imagined the depths of her potential depravity were bottomless.

Another worry weighing heavily on him was the fate of his sisters; he couldn’t believe that he had left them at a school obviously over-run with the infected. He knew that women contracted the virus faster then men and even if he was uncertain of how it passed from female to female. Tom had left his sisters in a high risk situation and fled to save his own skin.

He burned with shame but in the end it had been their own choice and he wasn’t sure he could have forced them back into the car if he tried. But the idea of one of his sisters becoming one of… them was unthinkable. Tom didn’t know what he would do in those circumstances.

He looked up at the clock and groaned in the realization that he would have to return to the school to pick them up shortly. The days all seemed to pass too quickly with one problem following another; he didn’t know how long he could keep it up. The constant temptation, always having to fight his primal instincts and the continual concern for his young siblings, seeing to their needs…

Tom sat up and tiredly swung his legs off of the bed; at the very least he could get some chores done before leaving the house to retrieve his wayward siblings. As he made his way down the stairs to the kitchen his mind wandered to Dr Turner and wished he had the same strength as that noble hero to resist those temptresses every single day in the new world outside his door.

It couldn’t be easy for the poor teacher…

Dr Turner was plowing himself deep into the small blonde knock-out again as around him the classroom was littered with the limp bodies of gloriously fucked XXX-infected girls in different stages of post-coital afterglow.

As the day had progressed his hunger for their amazing pussy had never waned, even when all eight of his barely legal XXX-infected students had lay incapacitated in their after-sex euphoria he had eagerly mounted whomever was closest and continued in his fuck-frenzy, bringing them to dreamy dizzy heights even in their dazed states.

Several times throughout the marathon, darkness had closed around his vision threatening to envelope him, and each time he had been pulled back from the brink only to resume his greedy rutting.

Beneath him on the carpet the blonde yelped excitedly with each animal thrust Dr Turner made into her. His whole body ached in both fatigue and thought-scattering bliss with every movement he made but it didn’t seem to matter. Just so long as he was plunging his throbbing cock into one of these incredible young women—nothing else mattered.

The red fog clouding his vision was thicker than ever and the lust that racked his body seemed stronger than anything he had experienced before.

The blonde’s cute face was the very picture of ecstasy, her long platinum hair lay in disheveled tumbles about her head and shoulders but Dr Turner’s focus was entirely on her writhing body and swelling breasts. With each passing orgasm the girl’s breasts had swollen larger, releasing greater volumes of that magical milk. She had far surpassed the point where there was any chance that the hugely endowed minx would fit back into her discarded clothing again after the all-day orgy.

A whine of animal need brought his mind back in full to his own burning need to satisfy himself on the erotic plaything beneath him. The entrancing creature’s slender legs locked encouragingly around his waist and the teacher threw himself into her with renewed vigor, causing her mammoth tits to bounce about animatedly each time he buried himself in her tight waiting pussy.

Dr Turner’s hands seemed to have a mind of their own; one milked a large prominent nipple insistently while the other clawed at the infected sexpot’s firm tight ass. His time seemed to be torn between moaning deeply and licking up the milk streaming endlessly down her basketball sized rack.

“Cock… Oh God! COCK!” the young nymphomaniac screamed between hiccuping breaths.

Dr Turner didn’t even have the energy to respond; everything he had left was going into fucking her as forcefully as possible to satisfy his own all-consuming carnal need.

Her hips began bucking up into each mad downward lunge he made into her—fucking him right back. Driving his swelling manmeat deeper until he could feel the back of her uterus brushing his bulging tip, sending whole new spasms of gratification through him.

The impact of their bodies coming together filled the small chemistry lab with the sound of skin slapping together and the constant wet noise of his massive manhood pistoning in and out of her snug soaking cunt.

“Cum… got to… cum…” He wheezed.

His balls began to pulse yet again, preparing to unleash his molten seed deep within her when something primal in the core of Dr Turner’s being roared out. He seized up painfully as though every muscle in his body had cramped simultaneously and the red fog hazing both his vision and mind swept him away into oblivion.

Something emerged from deep within him and in that moment as Dr Turner passed into darkness, his body began to warp and change…