"Alright, just go in there and do your business, I'll be out here." Priyanka assured as she sat in her doctor's chair. Steven stood in front of her, his face flushed while he stood in the middle of her office. His jacket was left draped on the exam table, leaving the young man in his black shirt.
"Right, yeah." The young man nodded as he made his way to the adjacent bathroom, sample cup in his hand. Closing and locking the door behind him, he made his way to the toilet.
Steven had heard about the hospital accepting sperm donations. It sounded a bit weird to him, but he liked to help wherever he can. And if jizzing in a cup would help, then so be it.
Steven then dropped his pants, staring down at his flaccid member before reaching down and grabbing it lightly with one hand. Slowly, he began stroking himself, holding the sample cup in front of the tip of his member.
Closing his eyes, Steven's mind drifted to the first thing he could think of when it came to getting off: Connie. Just the thought of her was already making him hard, pre dripping from the tip after a few seconds of stimulation.
It wasn't long before Steven was jerking himself off, eyes slammed shut as thoughts of his girlfriend ran through his head. Her posing naked for him, seductively spread out on the bed or couch for him, it was definitely getting the job done for him.
He grit his teeth, his cock throbbing and dripping more pre into the cup in front of him. He could feel himself edging closer and closer to orgasm, thoughts of his girlfriend continuing to go through his head.
Finally, orgasm hit the young man, and Steven stood in front of the toilet, shooting his load into the sample cup in front of him. Low grunts and moans left his teeth as he shuddered in place, making sure to aim right at the cup.
Outside the room, Priyanka continued to wait for Steven, doing her best to drown out the faint noises she could hear from him. He was still young, so she wasn't too upset about it.
A few seconds later, the bathroom door opened, and out came Steven with the sample cup filled to the brim. Priyanka did a double take at the sight of it.
"Filled it." Steven spoke up, having to wipe some sweat from his forehead before handing the sample over to her.
Cautiously, Priyanka took the cup and brought it in front of her face to have a closer look at it. It was filled all the way, and not only that, but it looked to have a slight pink tint to it. But surely that was just her eyes playing tricks on her.
"I overflowed it a little bit and had to dump the rest out. Hope that was okay." Steven spoke up, his cheeks still flushed red.
"Steven…did all this come from you just from one session?" Priyanka asked as she turned to the young man.
He stared at her, confused and concerned that he had done something wrong. His back straightened slightly, tense with nerves. "Yeah…why? Did I do something wrong?"
"I-It's just…most men don't produce this much semen at once." She answered before setting the cup down on her desk. "Although, I suppose I shouldn't be too surprised, given your anatomy."
Steven let out a low hum, feeling a little pensive now. Even after all this time, he still found out things about his body that he hadn't known before. "I mean…I don't really know what to say about that. It's just how I am."
"I know, I know it's something you can't help, and that's okay. I'm just gonna have to look at it to make sure it's okay to even donate."
He tensed up at the sound of that, the last thing he wanted was to hurt anyone or do something that could harm them. "Right. Sorry." His gaze shifted down to the floor, hands clasped together.
Priyanka's face softened at the sight of the young man, "Steven, you don't need to apologize. I understand you're still trying to figure out stuff about yourself, and I'm here to help in any way I can." She assured him, getting out of her seat to approach the young man.
Steven took a deep breath, looking up at the older woman. "Thanks, Dr. Maheswaran. So, I guess I'm done here."
She nodded with an affirmative hum, "I'll see if anything can be done with your sample. At least I won't have to worry about not having enough to test." She said before glancing at the sample cup again.
The young man couldn't help but let out a chuckle, feeling a bit silly for his prior nervousness. "Alrighty then, hope it helps. I'll see you later, Dr. Maheswaran, have a good day!" He bid farewell to the older woman as he left the room.
"You too, Steven! Let me know if anything happens." She called back to the young man, watching him leave the room. Neither of them noticed that Steven left his pink jacket on the observation desk. Priyanka then sat at her desk, writing some observations and notes on a piece of paper.
Humming to himself, Steven made his way down the hall of the hospital, thinking to himself how easy this whole donating process was. Maybe he should do it more often. But then again, with how Dr. Maheswaran talked about his sample, it'd probably be better if he waited a while.
He tried to slip his hands into his jacket pockets, humming stopped when he couldn't feel them. Steven then realized that he wasn't wearing his jacket, "Ah, man. Must have left it in the room." He remarked before turning back around and heading down the hall back to Dr. Maheswaran's office.
Meanwhile, Priyanka continued to write at her desk, getting the forms ready for her analysis of Steven's semen. She had to make sure this would even be safe to donate.
She reached for the sample jar, gloved hands reaching to undo the top. Once it was open, Priyanka got a closer look at the very generous donation Steven left. Unscrewing the top, she took a very close look at it in the light. It wasn't just a trick of her eyes earlier either; it really was a light pink color.
The sound of knocking at the door then got Priyanka's attention, prompting her to set the cup down and turn her attention toward the door. "Yes?" She asked.
Steven then opened the door, stepping inside. "Hey, Dr. Maheswaran, sorry I left my jacket in here by accident." He turned to the exam table, seeing said pink jacket left there.
"Oh, it's alright, Steven." She assured, glancing at the table to see the same jacket there. She watched Steven quickly receive his article of clothing before putting it on. As she did, a part of her felt that she needed to talk about how she acted before. Steven made his way back to the door, ready to leave once again.
"Steven, wait a second." Priyanka spoke up, prompting the young man to stop in his tracks before facing the other.
"Yeah? What's wrong?" He asked, stepping closer to the seated woman.
"I…I'm sorry if I made you feel uncomfortable before. I didn't mean to worry you; I know that you're a very special case because of your body and that sort of thing. I just don't want you to think that you're alone." A low sigh left her, knowing that her clinical, blunt nature could give people the wrong impression.
"It's okay, Dr. Maheswaran, I understand." Steven assured with a grin. "I'm half-human, half-magic alien. Of course, there's gonna be parts of me that are gonna be weird or abnormal. I get it, you're doing your job. I'm not upset."
The older woman gave him a slight, relieved smile. "Thanks, Steven. You have a good day."
"Thanks, Dr. Maheswaran, you have a-" As Steven made his way to the door, he accidentally knocked his foot into a leg of the table the older woman was working on, prompting a yelp from him.
"AHHH!!" Priyanka shrieked, watching as the jar of Steven's semen tipped over from the impact on the table, and spilled it onto her chest and lap. Some of it even got on her chin.
She quickly scooted away from the table, shooting to her feet after turning the spilled jar upright. Looking down at herself, Priyanka had a disgusted look on her face as she watched the pink substance trail down her chest.
Steven's eyes shot open as he watched this, "Oh, crap! I'm so sorry! I'll get something to clean it!" He quickly assured before rushing to the bathroom to try and find some paper towels.
Priyanka let out a low, frustrated groan, trying not to sound too agitated. Thankfully, she did have an extra change of clothes in her office in case there were messes like this. Granted, she never thought semen would be spilled on her.
In any case, she remained still for now, pulling the front of her shirt out from her body in an attempt to prevent feeling it anymore on her body. What was taking Steven so long?
The young man quickly pulled some paper towels from the dispenser in the bathroom, guilt welling inside him. If he wasn't so clumsy, this wouldn't have even happened. Priyanka must be upset at him.
Soon enough, his hands were full of paper towels, and he made his way back to Priyanka. "I'm so sorry about this, Dr. Maheswa-" Steven started, stopping in his tracks when he took a look at the doctor.
A sigh left Priyanka, swiping the towels from him, "It's alright, Steven. Just please be more careful." She proceeded to start wiping herself up, a disgusted look on her face at the realization that she was cleaning cum off herself. Was it just her, or did her chest feel a bit smaller?
She glanced back at Steven, noting his confused look, "…What? If you're worried about me being able to test the sample, there's still more than enough for me to use." Her eyes must be playing tricks on her again, because Steven looked a bit taller than before.
"Uh…Dr. Maheswaran…" Steven started, now earning the older woman's concern more. "There's something going on with you…"
She froze up, worry on her face when she heard Steven's pleas. Frantically, she rushed to the bathroom, looking into the mirror to see what exactly he was talking about.
A surprised shriek left her when she saw herself in the mirror. It wasn't her normal, aged expression, however. She looked younger, way younger than she did a few minutes ago. Her chest was flatter, her skin smoother and softer than before. She looked nearly identical to her daughter.
She quickly began touching her face, as well as other parts of her body to make sure this was really happening. Panicked gasping and whimpering left her as reality began to set in. All the while, Steven stood in the doorway, nervously watching the now de-aged woman.
Panic then gave way to frustration, Priyanka suddenly turned to Steven, pure rage on her face. "What did you do to me?!" She interrogated, her voice even sounding younger and shriller. Her hands clenched into fists as she approached Steven, just a few inches taller than him at this point.
Steven froze up, holding his hands out defensively. "I'm sorry, Mrs. Maheswaran! I didn't know this would happen! I'm still discovering new things my body can do!" He said quickly, eyes squinted near shut defensively. All he could do now was brace himself for the blunt of the other's wrath.
Priyanka grit her teeth, her whole body trembling with outrage and anger. All she wanted was to lay into this young for what he unwittingly did to her.
However, she knew it would be wrong to be completely angry at him. So, she took a deep breath, closing her eyes and doing her best to try and relax. Massaging her temples, she grumbled to herself, trying to calm down.
Steven's eyes opened up slightly more, watching as the former older woman tried comforting herself. He relaxed his body as well, hoping that she was understanding of his position in all this. He took a few steps back, just in case.
Priyanka took another deep breath, clasping her arms together before opening her eyes and turning to Steven. "How long does this usually last?" She asked.
"…I-I don't know, honestly. This has never happened before." He could tell his answer didn't please the doctor, judging by how she briefly tensed up at his response.
"You said that sometimes your powers reflect your mentality and emotional state, yes? Perhaps that could help us?" It was taking everything in Priyanka to not scream at Steven in outrage. All she had to fall back on was logic, even though this was about as illogical as a situation could get.
"Yeah, they do. I just don't know if that applies here." Steven answered cautiously, no doubt infuriating the other even more so.
"Well, can you try and think of me as my normal age?" Priyanka asked, holding back her frustrations. She knew this was still a kid she was talking to.
"I've been trying that! Nothing's happened yet, though!" He answered in a panic. "M-Maybe it's a thing where after a while it goes away?" Nervous sweat ran down his cheeks as he stared at Priyanka.
She pinched the bridge of her nose, looking down at the floor while doing her best to remain calm. So, she was stuck being a kid for who knows how long, just because she accidentally spilled semen on herself from a boy with magical powers. If that didn't sound like to the plot of a sub-par hentai…
However, Priyanka also found herself fascinated with the potential this could have. Doubtless, it was just a very strange way for her brain to cope with the reality of this situation, but she couldn't help but start wondering about the medicinal properties of Steven's releases. In addition, she could feel herself start to get warm down in her groin, heart beginning to race.
She tried to shake these feelings off, trying to focus on the problem at hand. But still, she couldn't stave off this need that she suddenly felt. And the young man in front of her did look rather alluring.
"Steven, do you think perhaps you could give me another sample?" Priyanka asked suddenly, her face softening when she turned to the young man.
Steven raised an eyebrow, confused at the other's sudden change in attitude. "Uhh, didn't you say that you had enough?" He glanced back at the table, where the open sample jar sat.
"Yeeeah, but it couldn't hurt to make some more, could it?" Asked Priyanka as she stepped closer to the young man, a playful grin on her face. Something was telling her that she had to collect as much of Steven's semen as she could.
Steven leaned back slightly, feeling the other's body close against his own. His own cheeks flushed and his heart was racing a mile a minute. She wasn't asking for what he thought she was asking, was she?
"How about you just sit down over there and take your pants off." Priyanka suggested, though judging by her tone it seemed closer to a command.
"Uhh, are you sure that's a-"
"Sit down, Steven." Priyanka's voice was suddenly commanding, her eyes fixed coldly on the young man.
"Okay then." He nodded, doing as she told him to do and sat on the exam table. He then proceeded to take off his pants and underwear. He wasn't sure if this was going to be fun, or very exhausting.
As he began stripping, Priyanka made her way to one of the drawers by her desk. Opening it up, she dug around for a few seconds before pulling out what was unmistakably a box of condoms. She quickly began opening it, after making sure to lock the door to the hall.
Steven sat there with his pants and underwear off, his flaccid member on display. "You keep condoms in your office?" He asked, finding the presence of them quite odd.
"Just in case something special like this happens." Priyanka responded vaguely, all while she began unbuttoning her shirt, dropping it to the floor and revealing her bra-covered chest. Though, with her sudden change in size, it wasn't cupping much on her.
The young man chose to just accept that this was happening, watching intently as Priyanka continued to strip for him. Little by little, he could feel himself become more erect. He watched her drop her ill-fitting pants on the floor, then her bra finally came off to reveal her bare, flat chest. He didn't say it, but it reminded him of Connie's.
Then, with her panties fallen to the ground, Priyanka was completely naked. A playful smile settled on her young face, the box of condoms still in her hand.
She then made her way closer to Steven, noting how erect the young man was in her presence. Getting on her knees, her face was now in front of his cock. "Mmm~ You're quite impressive down her for someone of your age~" She said softly, watching his member twitch in front of her.
Steven swallowed nervously, still unable to believe that this was really happening. "Thanks, Dr. Maheswaran. You look really great too." He returned the compliment, hands resting on the edge of the desk.
"Oh, come on now. Call me Priyanka." She insisted, opening the box of condoms to pull one of them out. Quickly, she unwrapped one of the rubbers and pulled one out, and just as quickly slid it down Steven's shaft, a soft gasp leaving the young man. She set the box of condoms on the exam table, beside Steven.
She then proceeded to start jerking the young man off at a brisk pace, her eyes focused on his thick, throbbing shaft. A smile settled on her lips, feeling him shudder at her touch, the sounds of his whimpering moans making her shiver as well.
"Haaah~" Steven couldn't help but moan, his grip on the edge of the desk getting tighter. He watched Priyanka stroke him off, the feeling of her hand, even through the condom, sent jolts of bliss across his body. His eyes slammed shut while he let himself be taken by this pleasure.
Pre was dripping into the reservoir of the rubber, already starting to fill it up a decent amount. Priyanka excitedly continued to rub him off with one hand, the other reaching down to start rubbing herself off. Low moans left her lips, legs shaking slightly while she steadily got him off.
"Who were you thinking about in there earlier?" She asked, looking up at Steven.
The young man forced his eyes open slightly, staring down at the other while she jerked him off. "H-Huh?" He hummed, confused.
"Come now, surely you had to be thinking about someone in there to help excite you~" She teased, continuing to stroke him. The tip of the condom continued to sag more and more as more of Steven's precum dripped into it.
Steven hesitated for a moment, wondering if he should even confess to the other about him jerking off to her daughter. But then again, with how this was going, it felt like it wouldn't matter too much anyway.
"I-It was Connie." He stuttered, his face flushed red with sweat trailing down his cheeks. "I was thinking about Connie."
An amused hum left Priyanka, her hand having not stopped for a second. "I see. Figured as much. Though, I was hoping you would say it was me~" She chuckled, giving the tip of his cock a quick kiss.
"S-sorry…" He exhaled between shrill gasps, legs shaking slightly as he was steadily brought closer and closer to climax.
"Don't worry, I'm just messing around." Priyanka assured, now starting to jerk the young man off faster. Her other hand started rubbing herself off quicker as well, soft moans leaving her. She could feel how soaked her fingers got the longer she touched her sex.
She continued to jerk Steven off, noting how much pre he was spilling into the tip of the condom. She couldn't help but lick her lips at just how much he was leaking. His cock started to throb faster as well, no doubt indicating that he was close to orgasm.
"Haaah!~ P-Priyanka! I'm so close~" He warned, teeth gritted as his nails dug into the desk he was sitting on.
Pulling her other hand away from herself, she brought her slick digits to the young man's testicles. Eagerly, she began caressing and massaging them, along with jerking off his throbbing, aching member.
"Just relax, Steven, and let it all out~" Priyanka comforted softly, bracing herself for what's to come.
Steven's entire body tightened, gritted moans and whimpers leaving him as he was brought ever closer to orgasm. His eyes slammed shut, and he hunched forward slightly as the pressure of his release was building up.
Finally, with one more final cry of ecstasy, Steven shot his head back while his cock pumped his load into the condom around his shaft. Shuddering whines left the young man's lips as warmth and ecstasy hit him.
Priyanka watched in awe as Steven's shaft pumped semen into the condom. She could feel his balls tense up with each shot of cum. Her other hand continued stroking him off, making sure to get every last drop out of him.
Every second that passed, the condom filled up more and more with Steven's seed, so much so that Priyanka had to keep one hand below the ballooning tip just so it wouldn't slip off and onto the floor. It was almost the size of a grapefruit! And he still wasn't done.
Thankfully, though, Steven only had a few more ropes of seed left before he found himself completely out of breath. He hunched forward weakly, panting hotly as he stared down at himself. Sweat soaked through his shirt while he felt himself go flaccid inside the condom.
Priyanka marveled at the size of the filled condom, amazed that it hadn't burst. Carefully, she slowly pulled it off of Steven's cock, making sure not to drop the filled rubber on the floor. She pinched the opening of it tightly with one hand while lifting it from below with the other.
Quickly, she made her way back to her desk to set it down there. She then proceeded to tie it up before setting it on a paper towel. Once done, she made her way back over to Steven.
The young man pulled his head up, looking over to Priyanka in front of him. "Th…Thanks for that~" He exhaled, a tired smile on his face.
"No problem." Priyanka responded before resting a hand on Steven's chest. Before the young man could process what was going on, she pushed him on his back, laying across the table he was sitting on.
A gasp left Steven, watching as Priyanka quickly straddled his waist, her bare sex pressed against his semi-flaccid member.
"P-Priyanka?" He stared up at her, confused and somewhat nervous.
She reached for the box of condoms beside her, pulling out yet another one and opening it. "As a medical professional, Steven, I have to insist that I'll need more samples from you." She asserted calmly. "As many as you possibly can~"
Steven swallowed nervously, watching and feeling Priyanka reach down to wrap the condom around his cock once more. Today would certainly prove to be a long one.