Mr. Sark took the target inside. They would start by collecting the enzyme and then experimenting with new anesthetics. Mr. Sark wanted to see how the different anesthetics would be metabolized and what kind of metabolites they would produce. Blue Sleep was going to be a bestseller. As long as he got it studied first, the effects and side effects, and so on. A team of scientists quickly stripped the subject and began taking tissue samples. Mr Sark said, " Let's also now include the reproductive and genital systems in the study." Another group waited, ready for their turn, to start collecting a specific enzyme from the subject's liver. That was gold. With it, they could make the drugs really cheaply and still be prepared to pay for them, so they would be left with a bigger profit.
The researchers were enthusiastic. They had taken tissue samples from all over the place and noticed an increase in hormone levels, including new hormones that hadn't been in previous trials. The subject was approaching sexual maturity. Mr Sark was pleased the blue sleep kept the Subject asleep and the only drawback was a drop in blood sugar but that was no obstacle. Mr. Sark speculated that it may even be the Subject's own body's reaction.
I woke up every now and then, I had a cold. I was confused and didn't know where I was. I had been betrayed, abandoned, I was alone, I had to escape and my time was running out, my strength was always failing and I was losing consciousness.
Adam was amazed. Why would Mimi go off on another killing gig straight away? He'd been wondering that for the three weeks, she'd been gone. Salvatore hadn't come home. The Chicago house was empty when Adam arrived. The werewolf crisis had been a time to sort things out. All sides were blaming each other and it was some time before Adam found proof that the whole thing was a set-up. He didn't wonder about it anymore because these werewolves had enemies and any one of them could be behind the stunt. Adam was already on the prowl for more people to kill and then he came across the Thomas Magnum. Or just a Magnum, as he was called. They'd done a previous gig a couple of years ago in New York when Damon and Mimi had been in wolf form tracking down demons posing as humans. Adam hadn't even remembered the whole Magnum.
He'd probably come in handy. Adam gave Magnum the gig list and Reddington the contact info. Then Adam called Reddington himself and asked about Mimi's killing spree. Reddington was equally puzzled because Mimi hadn't asked him for a job. Something about the case nagged at Adam and Reddington observed, "Do you want me to look into it a bit from my end?" Reddington inquired politely. He was always polite, discreet, and polished. It was hard to believe he was a big crime boss. Adam said " Yeah, let me know if you find anything. "Adam listed Mimi's phone number in case Reddington could find Mimi's phone records. Adam knew he couldn't officially ask for it without a good reason.
Mr. Sark was pleased with the results. Hormone therapy works. Mystery hormones had continued to grow steadily and uterine tissue samples looked promising. Even the ovaries showed clear ovarian follicles. All Mr. Sark needed now was a second party. He thought about it for a while. He knew that once a Greedy Man, always a Greedy Man. And he had the money. He opened the intercom and said. "Contact this Salvatore and ask him if he'd like to make 50-150 grand."
I woke up in a white room, tied to the bed by my legs and arms. I was gross naked and didn't know where I was. Panic struck. I ripped and jerked, the shackles wouldn't come off, and my wrists were just raw as the spikes in the shackles bit deeper. Blood trickled down my arms. Damon looked emotionlessly at the other side of the mirror and waited. Mr Sark came. "Congratulations, you have good swimmers. Are you ready?" Damon looked at Mim for a moment. "Yeah," he said. Mr. Sark came closer." I know you can run out of enthusiasm in the middle but I give you this injection, it's painless, it goes in the vein, this ensures you can perform and this also increases sperm count and gives them vitality. " Damon nodded and held out his hand. The injection was painless. Now he would have to wait half an hour before he went and fertilized Mimi. He even wanted this. Deep inside Damon's head, a desperate voice cursed and screamed. "no, you won't do it to Mimi, save Mimi." Damon watched the still-writhing woman for a moment, felt the erection start to grow, concentrated for a moment, and silenced that annoying voice.
The examiner came into the room, pressed the ultrasound probe to my lower abdomen, and watched for a moment then he nodded looked in the mirror, and said" Ovulation has occurred and there are maybe a dozen more eggs being released." I thought I don't want children, no no, I haven't even had a heat. The examiner turned to me, inserted some kind of thick tube into my pussy first, and squeezed the contents all the way into my pussy.
Then the examiner left the room. Sark said to Damon "That stuff boosts and opens up the sperm. It also lubricates. Wait another 10 minutes." 10 minutes later Damon felt his balls splitting. He was so ready. He stripped naked and the door opened. Showtime. Damon smiled cruelly as he walked into the room. " Hello baby, did you miss me?" he climbed onto the bed and positioned himself on top of Mimi, pushing all the way to the bottom with one hard thrust.
"This can't be real" Damon walked stark naked into the room with his dick huge and was asking a question. The drugs were messing with my head and keeping me semi-panicked. He smelled like a wet dog again. Then he came on top of me and pushed himself inside me. He moved fast and efficiently and I felt nothing. The lubricant or whatever it was took away my sense of touch quite a bit. Soon he hit his bottom and groaned. I felt him come right into my womb. And he just kept going and going and going. He came inside me 25 times, each time straight to the bottom. Then he left without a word. Soon after leaving Damon, the investigators came. They again ultrasound and were pleased. Then they removed my leg from the shackles and again stuck a blue substance into the cannula. Before I fell asleep I wondered what it would be like to be pregnant now.
was pleased. The impregnation was more successful than expected and the donation of Salvatore was excellent. He had given 10 more doses after breeding in case it was ever needed. Mr. Sark wanted an embryo and stem cells. Not babies. None of the fertilized eggs were supposed to develop after 4-6 weeks, so he would get the maximum amount of stem cells.
I woke up every now and then panicked, cold, and confused. All I could hear was the researchers talking as they ultrasound my abdomen for 18 embryos, 18 babies. I had 18 embryos growing inside me. I didn't know whether to cry or laugh. I was only awake for a few moments because for some reason my panic and struggle always made me run out of energy so I eventually lost consciousness.