Levi was freaking out. He was working his part time job cleaning the Biotechnology building and he smelled like disinfectant. That wouldn't normally be a problem, but he had his history class immediately afterwards and the fates or the gods or some other supernatural entity with a cruel sense of humor had made caused Professor Paulson to assign Eric to a small group project with what had to be the two hottest women on campus.
Deja Hansen was of Indian and Swedish parentage, with cinnamon skin and glossy black hair and a figure that defied explanation. Rhiannon Burns was an Australian attending school in the U.S. to play soccer, her long auburn hair in a constant ponytail, her long toned legs on constant display.
And Monday, when they sat down to discuss their group project, both women had immediately started wrinkling their perfect noses. They scooted as far back from Levi as they could and still communicate. They cut off the brainstorm session as soon as they could. Levi couldn't believe what he thought was good luck turned out to be the worst luck.
So he had planned for today. He came in early. He did the disinfectant work first and trash collection last and he would have just enough time to bike to his dorm, get a quick shower and change of clothes, then get to class.
And then Dr. Brainerd found him and accused him of ignoring the note he ledt telling him about a Candida outbreak in his incubator. Levi could have sworn there was no such note when he started work, but he'd been forced to clean and sterilize the the incubator and now he smelled like disinfectant AND fungus with 15 minutes until class. Fuck!
He rushed tobthe men's room to see what he could do. He washed his hands and face and cursed himself for not at least stuffing a clean shirt and some body spray in his backpack.
And then he remembered the cologne bottle. He had found it in one of the lab trash cans, one of the ones for paper towels and such, not biohazards. Still, it had annoyed him. There was glass recycling just outside the building! He had pocketed it, planning to recycle it on the way out.
He pulled it out. The bottle was unlabeled. He hesitantly sniffed it. It actually smelled good! Better than disinfectant and fungus, at least! What did he have to loose? He spritzed his neck and wrists and armpits and did a quick spritz down the front of his pants for good measure. He'd probably smell like an 8th grade dance party, but it was bound to be better than when he started.
He rushed to his bike and booked it across campus in record time, oblivious to the chemical reaction going on as his sweat mixed with the mysterious cologne and residual disinfectant. He was only vaguely aware that he smelled better than he thought he would.
Professor Paulson gave a quick reminder of the parameters of the group projects then had them break into their groups of three. Deja and Rhiannon reluctantly pulled their chairs towards Levi, though keeping as far back as they reasonably could and still be considered sitting in a group. Deja had taken the lead during their first meeting and naturally took to it again, laying out how she thought the project on the cultural impacts of the industrial revolution should go.
But she started to seem distracted after a sminute or so, misspeaking, forgetting words and, to Levi's horror, wrinkling her nose. He had really hoped the cologne had worked!
And then Rhiannon scooted her chair closer to him. Levi had been focused on Deja but now he saw that the Australian woman was smiling at him. Confused, he smiled back.
"Good idea!" Deja said and scooted in even closer.
"You smell really good today!" Rhiannon said.
"Doesn't he though? " Deja agreed, bending forward and sniffing deeply, then leaning back in her
Before Levi could think of a response to that, Rhiannon put her nose right against his neck and sniffed.
"Oh wow!" She exclaimed and sat back, stroking her inner thigh and giggling.
"I've been talking to much," said Deja, scooting her chair even closer and leaning forward to place a hand on his knee. "What do you think we should do, Levi? I bet you have really good ideas!"
"Mmhmm!" Rhiannon agreed, scooting in to claim his other knee. "You should tell us what to do, Levi. I know I'd do just about anything you wanted me to do."
Deja giggled and agreed. Leaning forward like that Levi couldn't help but notice her tits. He tried not to stare but a glance was impossible to resist. How could this possibly be happening? These two gorgeous women were flirting with him shamelessly in the middle of class. The way they kept sniffing him made him think it must be the cologne, but how was that even possible?
"Do you like my boobs, Levi?" Deja asked. "I noticed you noticing! "
"Oh, uh, sorry!" He said, blushing furiously.
"You don't have to be sorry!" She said. "I want you to like them! I can take my top off if you want. Should I?"
"I... uh..." Levi exclaimed, looking frantically around the classroom.
"Levi likes my legs," Rhiannon interrupted, grabbing his hand and placing it on her bare thigh just below her white shorts. "Don’t you, Levi!"
Half his blood was in his face and the other half was in his cock. How was he still alive?
"How is your project going?"
Levi looked up to see Professor Paulson was standing at his shoulder, the 40-something historian looking down in disapproval. Levi knew he should remove his hand from the Australian soccer player's thigh but his hand refused to budge.
"It’s going super, Professor Paulson! " Deja said. "Levi is a natural leader with lots of great ideas! We're just going to do what he tells us to do and everything will work out great!"
"That doesn't..." the Professor said, then sniffed. "What is that smell?"
"It's Levi, Professor!" Rhiannon explained. "Doesn't he smell incredible?"
The older woman bent down and sniffed deeply.
"Incredible..." she agreed. "Just incredible..."
"Uh... thank you, Professor..." Levi said.
"You can call me Ina," the professor said. "Did you know you're my favorite student?"
"Of course he is!" Deja said. "How could anyone not just adore Levi!"
Professor Paulson... Ina?... giggled and started stroking his hair.
It was at that moment that Levi became certain that the mystery cologne was some sort of love potion leaving women who smelled it on him euphoric and helplessly infatuated with him.
That left him questioning what he should do in this situation.
Levi looked at his two gorgeous classmates and not unattractive professor, all three smiling at him adoringly and overwhelmed with a desire to do anything he asked them to do. He knew he really shouldn't take advantage of this situation.
He also knew he wasn't possibly going to talk himself out of it. And the rest of the class was starting to stare. He needed to explore just what they were willing to do somewhere with less of an audience.
"Hey, um, Ina, since I'm your favorite student, can I ask you a favor? " he asked the professor.
Ina Paulson blushed and tittered.
"Of course, Levi!" The historian exclaimed. "What can I do for you? You only have to ask!"
"That's really nice of you, Ina!" He said and crooked a finger for her to lean in closer.
She gladly did so, sniffing deeply again. Bent over like that Levi had a clear view down her blouse. Prof was racked!
"It's kind of loud in here with all the groups," Levi pointed out. "Could our group meet in your office for the rest of the class period? Please?"
"Oh! Oh, well, of course!" She exclaimed. "Let's go!"
"No, Ina, you would stay here and finish class," Levi said. "You just give me the keys to your office. You trust me, right?"
"Of course trust you, Levi! " she declared, inhaling deeply of his scent again. "I just want to be close to you!"
"How about this, Ina," he said, putting a hand on her arm and squeezing reassurance. "The girls and I will work on our project in your office until class is over, then I'll wait for you there and you can give me some private tutoring. I'd be ever so grateful, Ina! I imagine a mature woman like you could teach me all kinds of things, couldn't you!"
His professor started hyperventilating she was inhaling so deeply.
"Teach you.... teach you so much..." she agreed.
"Give me your keys, Ina," he commanded.
"Yes... keys... happy to..." she agreed and staggered back to her desk in the front of the classroom, Levi keeping his encouraging hand on her arm, Deja and Rhiannon following close enough to smell him.
The professor handed over her keys and, with one more assurance that he'd wait there for her after class, she sent the work group off to her office.
In the hallway, Deja stood on his right and Rhiannon stood on his left and both girls lay their heads on his shoulder and inhaled as he wrapped his arms around their waists.
"You're so clever finding us a private place to... work, Levi," Deja praised.
"Yeah..." Rhiannon agreed, pausing to nuzzle his neck. "Now we can be really loud. If we need to be. And we might."
Levi figured it was safe to slide his hands from their hips to their asses. He was reassured when they both giggled then sniffed.
He briefly wondered how long it might take Professor Paulson to recover from smelling him and if she was going to kill him afterwards. But the feminine flank flesh in his hands assured him it would be worth it, no matter what happened afterwards.
Once in their professor's office, the enamored women waisted no time in showing just how willing they were to express their new found adoration. Rhiannon immediately kissed him, her tongue tangling with his as she pressed her athletic body against his.
Deja said "I believe you were interested in seeing my tits, Levi!"
He broke off his kiss to see the dark haired woman had stripped to the waist.
"OH my god!" Levi exclaimed, "Those are incredible!"
"I'm so glad you like tgem, Levi! " she exclaimed. "They're alk yours! All of me is all yours!"
She started dancing seductively, showing off her body, pledging it to him.
"I've got tits too, you know, Levi," the Australian soccer player reminded him. "Though some blokes tell me my mouth is me best feature.
Levi tore his eyes away from Deja to see Rhiannon was also topless and on her knees.
"Oh wow!" Levi exclaimed.
"Of course, you can come wherever you like," she assured him, jiggling a tit. "I just want you to know how much I appreciate your attention!"
"I'll do anything for your attention too, Levi!" Deja reminded him. "Anything and everything!"
She slipped her thumbs in the waistband of her yoga pants and slid them along with her panties, down around her ankles.
"Oh, you can pound my pussy too, Levi!" Rhiannon assured him, rushing to remove her shorts. "And I never took it up the bum before, but I would for you!"
"Oh yes! My ass is yours!" Deja assured him, wiggling her curvy posterior temptingly.
Levi's head was spinning. Was it possible to have too much of a good thing? As much as he had fantasized about having two women at once, the logistics were breaking his brain!
"I... I.., " he stammered.
The two naked women looked hopefully at him, then at each other, communicating wordlessly. Deja shrugged and the two of them approached him in synchrony.
"We don't want you to feel conflicted, Levi," she told him.
"We just want you to feel good!" Rhiannon agreed. "As good as you make us feel!"
They both leaned in and sniffed deeply, then sighed blissfully.
"You don't have to choose between us," Deja assured him, grabbing the bottom of his shirt.
"We're happy to share you," Rhiannon said, undoing his pants.
And then he was naked too and the two gorgeous women were kneeling in front of him, licking at his throbbing cock as he leaned back against his professor's desk.
Levi stared down in delirium as they fellated him in tandem. They seemed to be enjoying it as much as he was! He remembered he had spritzed his crotch with the mysterious cologne. What would actually ingesting it do to the young women?
After a few minutes, Rhiannon stopped licking his junk.
"Crikey, this if great! But I really think we should fuck him, don't you Deja?" She proposed.
"Oh god, yes!" Deja agreed. "Lie down, Levi! Rhiannon can ride your incredible cock while I sit on your face!"
Levi found himself caught in a whirlwind of lust, unable to resist. Was the cologne affecting him too? Whether it was or not, he soon found Rhiannon's hot wet cooze was throttling his dick while Deja's glorious gash was smearing his face with her hot juices.
They all came at once.
The professor found them in a panting, naked pile on her office floor.
“Oh thank God you're still here! I couldn't wait any longer so I ended class early!” Ina exclaimed and started undressing, not batting an eye at the the naked and thoroughly fucked condition of the students in her office.
Levi had meant to reapply the cologne before she got there, in case the effect was wearing off, but it quite obviously wasn't.
“Wow, Professor! I had no idea you were so racked!” He exclaimed.
Ina giggled and leaned forward to show off her jugs.
“You like these?” The besotted academic asked. “Cuz they're yours! All of me is yours! You don't mind sharing him, do you girls?”
“Of course not, Prof!” Said Rhiannon sitting on the professor's desk dripping spooge from her snatch.
“He's too much man for just one of us!” Deja agreed from where she sprawled in the corner, toying with her left nipple.
“Oh good!” Ina said, freeing her full jugs from the bra that had bound them. “I wouldn't want you two to resent me having the biggest titties in Levi's harem!”
“Oh wow!” Levi exclaimed, mostly at her tits but partly at her acknowledgement that he did, in fact, have a harem, at least until the stuff wore off. At that point, he figured he'd probably be going to prison, but that was future Levi's problem! Right now, he was going to feel up his racked professor.
As he groped her glorious globes, she leaned in and sniffed his neck, then sighed.
“You still smell really nice!” She exclaimed. “It's not enough to make me your horny love slave anymore, but it's still yummy!”
Levi froze mid-fondle.
“Wait,” he said. “You knew about that?”
Ina giggled.
“Of course, Silly!” She said, grabbing his hands to encourage him to keep squeezing her big tits. “I've been teaching for nearly two decades and never started wetting my panties over a student before today. After that one deep sniff, I knew I'd do anything for you, things I never did for my ex despite all his begging. I'm not an idiot. I knew that didn't just happen, especially when the same thing was obviously happening to the girls. You two knew what was happening, right?”
“Oh sure!* Rhiannon said. “Hell, I'm a lesbian!”
“And I don't care for white boys!” Deja chimed in. “It had to be some kind of mind control! But feels so fucking good!”
“I Know, right?” Rhiannon Agreed. “Rationally, I know I should be fitting it, should be totally pissed at the violation of my free will and all, but I just can’t seem to care! I'm happier than I could ever imagine and I hope it never wears off!”
“Amen, Sister! “ Deja agreed.
“I… I had No idea you were a lesbian,” Levi said, feeling a flash of guilt and then realizing how foolish it was in light of all the other things he should be feeling guilty about. “You and Deja should make out.”
“Oh hell yeah!” Rhiannon exclaimed.
“Great idea, Levi!” Deja said. “Tell me I'm bi!”
“You're bisexual, Deja!” He grinned. “You really love eating pussy and you and Rhiannon are as attracted to each other as you are to me!”
“Mmm!” Rhiannon said, hopping off the desk and stalking Deja. “Why would I ever resist ?”
“You may need to make me bisexual too, eventually,” the professor said, bringing his attention back to her so he noticed she had removed her glasses. “But for right now, I believe I promised to teach you something. And since you seem to really enjoy the twins, I wonder if you've ever been given a titty fuck.
“N…no ma'am,” he confessed.
“Ina,” she reminded.
“No, Ina,” he said. “But I'd really like one!”
“And I'd really like to give you one!” She exclaimed. “First step is to lube up the jugs! There are better options, but slobber is the most fun to apply.”
“Slobber?” He asked.
She giggled, grabbed the back of his head and shoved his face into her cleavage. Levi now understood the assignment and proceeded with the necessary num-nums as his professor praised his work and enthusiasm.
He probably would have continued with his face between her tits until he passed out from lack of oxygen, but Ina pulled him out and said “Time To lube the star Of the show.”
She sank to her knees and cleared her throat. His eyes were locked on his kneeling teacher despite the distracting muffled moans behind him. His cock was fully erect again from the face plant.
Ina’s eyes twinkled with mischievous delight as she opened wide and deep throated his cock without hesitation or preamble. Of all the things he hadn’t seen coming, he hadn't seen that the most. The professor recognized she had dumbfounded him and seemed inordinately proud of the fact, then bobbed her head along his shaft for a few mind-blowing cycles. Had he not already done so with the girls several times, he probably would have shot his wad right then. Happily, he held off and Ina removed him from her mouth, glistening with her saliva, and set it, tip up between her tits, still glistening with his.
“There’s other positions we can do this in,” she explained, as she took her glorious globes in her hands. “But acting submissive to you on my knees like this is just really turning me on. I hope that's alright.”
Levi gave incoherent approval and his professor proceed to ruab her tits along his cock, praising his junk, promising to be his devoted fuck toy for ever and ever, and then begging him to cum all over her until he did.
Rhiannon and Deja then crawled over to lick her clean without Levi even telling them they should.
It never did wear off. His harem knew it was strange and unnatural but they didn't care. He had told them that it was unintentional and they believed him, because they believed everything he told them, but they also made it clear they wouldn't have cared if he had done it to them on purpose.
In fact, one they learned he still had some of the cologne left, they encouraged him to expand his harem. Really, he'd be doing them a favor!
Deja’s mother was the first they talked him into recruiting. Rani had gone on a rampage when she learned her daughter was fucking Levi. She just didn't understand… until she did.
And once he had given in to making Deja's family l5ife less contentious, it had been hard to argue with Ina about bringing her daughter Tegan into the club. The 22 year old was never going to accept her mother dating a man younger than herself otherwise and beside, Ina pointed out, it solved another potential problem. If anyone at the university asked why her student was so close to her and spending so much time at her home, well, it was because he was dating her daughter, of course!
Everything totally above board!
Levi really did have to draw the line on seducing the entire women's soccer team for Rhiannon, no matter how cool an idea she thought it was. She had to be satisfied with just her coach, Jane.
Where the cologne came from, they were never sure. One of the chemistry professors in the building where he found it was arrested for drugging his lab assistant, but she eagerly testified against him. Levi couldn't imagine any of his harem doing that.
Claire barged into the room, slammed her hands down on the desk and glared at Mark.
"You son of a bitch," she snarled.
Looking up from his work, Mark clicked his pen and calmly set it down on the desk.
"What exactly makes you say that?" he asked, keeping a cautious poker face.
"I know where the money went, Mark. It's taken me a month to trace every little accounting 'mistake' and the invoices from non-existent suppliers and the half-dozen tax haven shell companies, but I did it and it all leads back to you."
"That's a very serious accusation, Claire," said Mark, leaning back in his chair. "I wasn't even aware there was any money missing at all. And I certainly don't recall authorising you to waste weeks of company time on quote-unquote 'tracing' it."
"Plead ignorance all you want, asshole, but as soon as I take this to the board, they'll have your head. If the police don't get it first."
Mark frowned. "Hmm. No, no, I don't think that will be how this goes."
He casually reached up and snapped his fingers in front of her face.
Claire's eyes suddenly lost focus and her body sagged, the mix of anger and triumph draining away in an instant. She swayed slightly in place, propped up by the desk as Mark stood and walked behind her. He grabbed the chair that she had kicked aside on her way in and pulled it over.
"Be a good girl and sit down, before you fall over."
Claire sat.
"Have you told anyone else about this?" Mark asked.
"No, sir," said Claire.
"Wanted to keep all the glory to yourself, did you? Confront me with it and gloat as I saw everything fall apart?"
"Yes, sir."
"Stupid bitch."
"Yes, sir."
Mark reached down and unbuttoned her blouse, tugging her bra out of the way. Claire gazed vacantly in the direction of the chair he had been sitting in.
"You're not the first person to uncover this, you know. Although you might just be the hottest."
He gave her breasts a squeeze before continuing. "Do you know why no one's ever actually exposed me before?"
"No, sir."
"Because every machine in this office is running software laced with subliminal messages. Software that I designed and deployed, programming every employee with the thoughts that I want them to have. Hmm. Do you have a boyfriend, Claire?"
"Yes, sir."
"He'll have to go. Dump him, tonight."
"Yes, sir."
"Anyway, where was I? Oh, yes. The programming affects some people more strongly than others. Most start meekly accepting my commands within a few weeks of joining the company, though I did notice that you were oddly resistant. Of course, then you spent a month of overtime trying to dethrone me, locked alone in your office staring at a monitor for hours on end."
Mark pinched one of Claire's nipples, watching for a reaction. She gave none and he smiled.
"Stand up and strip, slut," he said. As she rose and finished unbuttoning her blouse, he settled back into his own seat and enjoyed the show in silence for a moment.
"Very nice," he said, when Claire was standing naked in front of his desk.
"Thank you, sir."
"Now, here's what's actually going to happen next. You're going to crawl over here and suck me off. Once I cum all over your tits, you're going to get dressed, go back to your office and delete every scrap of evidence you have against me. You'll forget you ever noticed anything wrong with the accounts and you'll be a good, docile little employee from now on. Among other duties. Understand?"
"Yes, sir."
"Then what are you waiting for?"
Claire sank to her knees, put her hands on the carpet and crawled around the desk to Mark's waiting cock.
