Chapter 11: Maiden's Virtue [Brigitte]

Summary:

When Brigitte Lindholm arrives for her physical, Angela finds herself on the other side of the cock as she helps Brigitte do the one thing she's never had much luck in.

Angela sighed as she walked down the hallway, tablet in hand as she looked over her list patients for the day. She smiled as she saw the name on the list, Brigitte Lindholm. The last time Angela had seen Brigitte, the younger woman was only a girl. She wondered how Brigitte was now, and the thought intrigued her.

She walked into her lab, shutting the door before setting the tablet down on the desk. She sat down, rubbing her head as she opened a new log.

Dr. Angela Ziegler HEZG Log

January 21, 2078

It's been almost ten days since returning from the States with Ashe and Echo's pod. Jesse McCree accompanied us back, making a fuss the entire time about my appendage and the fun Ashe and I were having along with Am élie. We stopped after getting in the air, the cowgirl deserving a break. After cleaning up and getting dressed, we opened the pod and Jesse reactivated Echo.

To say the cowboy outlaw turned Overwatch Agent was relieved was an understatement. Echo, upon her awakening, hugged McCree and refused to let him go for almost a minute. Once she did, Jesse was smiling, and that's a rare thing for him. Echo now follows him around the base, learning as much as she can. She spends time with Winston and learns what he does; learning from Torbjorn who can't find it in his normally Omnic and machine hating heart to say no to her; she's even taken to Hana, the two being seen playing games until Hana is about to fall asleep. It's a relief for Hana to finally have something else to do other then being latched onto my cock all the time.

Today, however, I'm seeing an old patient and an even older friend. Little Brigitte Lindholm! I suppose she's not so little now. The youngest Lindholm daughter always was a curious little cat, and I'm intrigued to see how she's grown. Being Reinhardt's protégé isn't an easy thing, but the way she uses her flail and shield in battle, at least from what Reinhardt has told us, is a thing to witness. "Artistry in motion" he says. I'll hope this is a normal visit, but…with my luck, I may have a problem soon.

Angela shut off the recording, making sure it was saved to the secure file before getting up. She busied herself with straightening up, cleaning up some mess from when Amélie decided to spend the day in the lab with her. She returned to her desk, straightening some papers and sitting back, waiting for Brigitte.

As the morning went on, Angela found herself tapping away at her computer, occasionally playing a game of solitaire just to keep her mind occupied. She leaned back as she shut the game, rubbing her head softly as she could feel the onset of a headache forming.

"Not today," she muttered, grabbing some aspirin and taking them. She tossed the bottle back into the desk, looking over as the door started to open. "Yes?"

"Dr. Ziegler?" Brigitte Lindholm asked, walking in and shutting the door behind her. At twenty-three, the youngest Lindholm daughter was strong like her father, thanks to all of the years hammering away in the forge with Torbjorn. "I hope I'm not too early."

"Brigitte!" Angela said with a smile, standing up from her desk. "Of course not, you're right on time. Any time today would have been fine, you're my only scheduled patient." She walked over and put her hands on the younger redhead's shoulders and smiled. "Look at you. I haven't seen you in years!"

"It has been a long time," Brigitte said with a smile. "How have you been?"

"I've…well, a lot has changed," Angela said with a gentle smile. "Don't worry about me, however. Today is about you. The Commander wanted you looked over, and since I know you've been with Reinhardt, it's best if I do this now then waiting for you to come to me with broken bones since his "training" is insane."

Brigitte laughed and nodded. "That's an understatement," she said. "But, I find the work enjoyable. It beats sitting in the forge with Papa. Besides, my armor keeps me safe and that's what matters."

"Well, I'll be the judge of that," Angela said with a smile. "Go and change into a robe and come back. We'll get started then."

Brigitte nodded, walking over to behind the curtain and stripping down, biting her lip as she pulled a hospital gown on, tying it behind her and walking back out. "Alright, Doctor. I think I'm ready."

Angela smiled softly and nodded. She walked Brigitte through her weight and height, amazed at the young woman's stats. She led Brigitte back over to the table, having her sit up on the plastic as she grabbed a stethoscope. "I'm going to ask some pretty invasive questions, I hope you're ready."

"I will be," Brigitte said. "Fire away." She jumped as she felt the cool metal of the stethoscope on her back, shivering softly.

"Sorry," Angela said. She decided to rip the proverbial bandage off of the questions rather than wait, biting her lip. "Are you sexually active?"

Brigitte sighed, looking away. "I've tried, but…my last couple of girlfriends have run off when we've tried to be intimate."

"Why?" Angela asked, making notes in Brigitte's chart. "What's the reason? Surely you aren't doing anything wrong."

"It's…well, it's because they're intimidated," Brigitte said. "I'm usually anywhere between six and eight inches taller than them, can carry them with one arm, and…"

"What?"

"And they see what I have in my pants and turn away…"

Angela cocked an eyebrow, clearly interested. "What do you mean?" she asked, feeling her own cock twitch under her skirt as she moved around in front of the redhaired girl. "Brigitte?"

Brigitte sighed, standing up and pulling the gown up over her hips, a prominent bulge in her underwear. "They don't like it…"

Angela felt her heart break for the younger woman. "Brigitte, I assure you that there's nothing wrong with you. Those girls are just stupid," she said. "That's my professional opinion." She looked down, biting her lip. "Would you mind if I--?"

"No, I don't mind," Brigitte said, holding the gown out of the way. "Go ahead, Doctor."

Angela pulled Brigitte's underwear down, the redhead's cock springing free. She blinked and looked at the appendage in front of her face, her own heart racing. "Brigitte, there is nothing wrong with you," she said, looking up at the young woman. "In fact…if you would like, I can help you."

"How?" Brigitte asked. "If you've got a sex robot stashed in the closet—"

"Not a robot," Angela said with a smile as she stood up. She took her lab coat off and tossed it over her chair as she faced the younger woman. "I have had some experience in using a penis lately." She undid her skirt, letting it fall to the floor and revealing her secret to Brigitte.

"What? How?" Brigitte asked. She looked at Angela, curiosity on her face. "Angela—"

"It was an experiment. I mixed testosterone, HGH, stem cells, and my own biotic concoction that I use on my Caduceus Staff and tested it on myself," Angela said. "This was in October, just before Halloween. I have been lucky enough to use this thing on several women." She reached down and gently cupped Brigitte's balls, smiling. "Do you want my help, darling? I'll do whatever you want me to. It has been a long time since I was on the receiving end of sex instead of the giving."

Brigitte bit her lip, moaning softly as she felt her cock hardening with Angela's touch on her scrotum. She shivered, nodding softly. "Please…I just want to experience it once…please…"

Angela smiled and nodded, leaning up and kissing the younger woman softly. "Don't worry, liebling, I'll show you what you're missing out on," she said. She knelt down and took Brigitte's cock in hand, feeling the weight on her palm. "Impressive, Brigitte. You should not be ashamed of this." She stuck her tongue out and ran it from the base to tip of the younger woman's cock, swirling her tongue around the head. "Mmm…"

Brigitte moaned softly, ripping the gown off and tossing it aside before she put her hand on Angela's head, her eyes fluttering closed as she felt Angela start going down on her cock. "Fuck…that feels good…" she moaned.

Angela giggled around the cock, her tongue sliding against the underside as she took it deeper into her mouth. She closed her eyes and kept working, feeling Brigitte's hand in her hair. She reached between her legs with her free hand and pulled her own cock out, stroking it softly. It had been a long time since Angela had giving a blowjob, and the deeper she went, the more she remembered how much she enjoyed it, even if she was supposed to be professional. She bottomed out, her nose pressing against Brigitte's groin as the cock slid down her throat. She stayed like that for a minute, feeling tears sting her eyes due to lack of oxygen.

"Oh, fuck!" Brigitte moaned, feeling Angela's throat constricting around her shaft. "How…how are you doing that?"

Angela pulled back, taking the cock out of her mouth and panting for breath. She kissed the tip of Brigitte's cock, giggling as she looked up at the redhead. "Years of practice, darling. I wasn't always so strait-laced. If people knew my college exploits, perhaps I'd lose some credibility. There were nights I would have a blow bang in my dorm, and it was some of the best nights of my collegiate career."

Brigitte laughed, the laughter transitioning into a moan as Angela took her cock back in her mouth. "Oh, god…" she moaned, threading her fingers into Angela's hair and bucking her hips softly. She looked down at Angela, watching her cock disappear between the doctor's lips, seeing red smears on her shaft from Angela's lipstick, and her pulse raced. "Angela, I'm going to—"

Angela looked up and smiled, taking the cock out of her mouth and stroking it softly, her hand still pumping her own shaft. "Do it. Cum in my mouth, Brigitte, and then we'll get to the real fun part," she said, seemingly devouring the younger cock again. Her head moved rapidly, aided by Brigitte's hips thrusting into her mouth.

"Fuck!" Brigitte moaned, her hips stilling as she felt her first orgasm rip through her, flooding Angela's mouth with her cum. "Mmm…fuck…"

Angela giggled as she felt the cum in her mouth, moaning softly. She swallowed the load down, sucking the tip of Brigitte's cock and taking the last few drops before she pulled off with a pop, licking her lips. "Delicious, liebling. You have a delicious cock." She stood up, her hand falling away from her own shaft to shift her underwear down, kicking them away. Reaching up and taking her shirt in hand, the doctor was too impatient to unbutton the blouse, ripping it and sending buttons flying in all directions before tossing it to the floor, her bra following.

Brigitte panted, licking her lips as she watched Angela strip in front of her, her cock pulsing as it hardened again. "Angela…"

Angela smiled, climbing onto the medical bed and spreading her legs. Her feet rested on the bed, keeping her thighs open for the younger woman. She reached down and pulled her own balls up softly, revealing her pussy under her scientifically grown cock. "Come, darling. Have your first experience," she said.

Brigitte licked her lips softly, nerves in her eyes as she stepped forward, cock in hand. She pushed against Angela slowly, penetrating the doctor gently. "Oh, God…" she whispered.

Angela moaned softly, watching Brigitte. "Don't worry, Brigitte. Push that cock into me. I can take it."

"Yes, ma'am," Brigitte said, sliding deeper into Angela and feeling how tight the doctor was. "Oh, my God…it's so warm inside…" She started moving her hips, putting her hands on Angela's waist to steady herself. "Angela…my God…"

Angela locked her ankles behind Brigitte's back, keeping the younger woman inside of her. She felt her body rocking with each thrust, moaning as she did. "Oh, God, Brigitte…your cock feels divine, darling…" she moaned. She reached for her own, but felt her hand get slapped away. "Brigitte—"

"No. I'll take care of you," Brigitte said, wrapping her hand around Angela's cock and starting to pump in time with her thrusts into the older woman. She felt Angela's pussy tighten around her cock, the cock in her hand pulsing at the same time. "You feel so good…all of you feels so wonderful…"

"Oh, liebling, it feels wonderful for me as well," Angela moaned, resorting to pinching and tugging on her nipples. "Oh, god…you make me feel so good, darling…" She knew, thanks to the combined efforts Brigitte was giving her, she wouldn't last long. She was determined to make Brigitte's first fuck memorable, and that meant holding off her dual orgasm as long as possible.

"Angela…" Brigitte moaned, her hips pumping faster into the blonde. She stroked Angela's cock slower than her hips moved, trying to get them both off at the same time. "Angela, I'm gonna…oh, God…"

"It's ok, Brigitte. I'm protected," Angela said, rolling her hips against Brigitte's and feeling the cock inside of her throb. "I want you to cum. I want you to feel good, darling. It's alright." She looked up at Brigitte and smiled, her eyes rolling back as she felt Brigitte's pace increase. "Oh, fuck…I'm so close as well…"

Brigitte nodded, slamming against Angela and feeling her balls tightening. "Oh, God!" she moaned, her hips slowing as her orgasm ripped through her. She felt her cock throb and pulse inside of the doctor, her cum filling Angela up. She kept her hand pumping Angela's cock, feeling it throb in her hand. "Cum for me, Angela. Please…I want to see you cum…"

Angela moaned out as she felt Brigitte's cum inside of her, whimpering as she got filled. "Oh…so warm…" she moaned. She gasped as Brigitte's hand sped up on her cock, her eyes widening. "Oh, shit…Brigitte…fuck!" She moaned loudly as her pussy throbbed, cumming around the cock inside of her before her own balls released, cum shooting out of her cock and covering her. "Mmm…so much cum…"

Brigitte felt Angela's legs unhook from her back, and she leaned down to kiss the doctor. "Thank you, Angela," she said.

Angela moaned against Brigitte's lips and nodded, her body shaking in a post dual orgasmic bliss. "Any time, Brigitte…I'm here all the time…maybe some of….oh, God…my girls could help too…" She ran her fingers over her tits, gathering her cum and sucking her fingers into her mouth and sucking the spunk off of them. "Oh, my God…you are good, darling…"

Brigitte smiled as she pulled out of Angela, watching the cum leak out of her pussy. "You are too. Next time I'll return the favor."

"Oh, no, darling…you don't have to," Angela moaned softly, sitting up and smiling. "Let us clean up. I'm also confident in saying you passed your physical." She slid off of the bed, her legs shaking as she tried to stand. "Oh, damn. Haven't been that jelly-legged since the DP on graduation day…"

As the two women cleaned their bodies and cocks, neither noticed the flickering of Angela's computer, a faint purple skull appearing on the screen for a split second before it disappeared.