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boss man or he’ll have my head.” Mukesh bent to retrieve a stack of papers from the printer behind him. “Shit. I think the last page of the report is stuck in there.” He started pulling at a drawer on the large printer, but it wouldn’t budge.
    I had a sudden thought. “Let me try.” I gently pulled at the drawer. The whole thing shot out into my hand and slammed against the far wall. My eyes went wide.
    Mukesh looked at the printer, and back to me. “When did you get so strong?”
    I looked down at my hands; they appeared ordinary enough. Maybe my friend’s cum had done something to me after all. I took a chance. I gripped the side of the printer. I lifted the entire thing as if it weighed nothing at all. Mukesh scrambled backward to the door, his mouth open with shock. After a few astonished seconds he moved closer to me. “Do that again,” he said with a smile.
    Mukesh delivered the report to his boss, and then we both snuck out of the library. We went to Steve’s home. I sucked my cabdriver buddy, and then lifted his refrigerator with one hand. After the initial shock and a string of expletives, he gave Mukesh a high-five.
    I was a cum-powered superwoman! It was incredible. I had never needed a reason to enjoy cock before, but now I felt like I was on a mission, energized by primeval forces. Mukesh and Steve were over the moon too; I was rampant in getting them in the sack. They loved my transformation.
    My third lover, Lester, took a different approach to the wholething. I hadn’t seen Lester in months. I was hungry for a taste of his good stuff. However he kept me at arm’s length. “Kim, I’ve been doing some research on your…” He waved his hand in the vague direction of his groin. “I’ve done some research on your condition. You’re not the first woman to be affected by the properties of spermatozoa.” Lester loved to sound clinical. He clicked on his computer keyboard, bringing up an old-fashioned illustration that I recognized. “There’s a guy I knew once who said Sleeping Beauty was awakened by ejaculate, and not a kiss.”
    I made a disgusted face. “You think Prince Charming blew his load over a sleeping woman?”
    â€œMaybe the guy who told me that was a horny dog.” Lester brought up another web page. “And then I found this.” A photo of a very pretty woman appeared onscreen. “Meet Paula Carlton. Or the Amazon Punisher, as she sometimes likes to call herself.” Another photo popped up. This time Paula was wearing a skimpy costume, but she had a fierce look on her face and a coiled whip in her hand. “I met Paula at a gaming convention. She was totally into me, I’m sure of it. Anyway, I was drunk as a skunk on a Saturday night, but she carried me back to my hotel room.” Lester made a strange motion. “I mean, she just slung me over her shoulder and carried me to bed. I don’t remember too much, but she told me she could do what you could. I didn’t believe her until now.” Lester sighed to himself, suddenly looking dreamy. “I thought she was just really strong. Boy, I wish I’d stayed awake long enough for her to ravage me.” I hit him on the arm. “What I’m trying to say is, we should all meet and see if we can put certain theories to the test. If this is what happens to you when you’re exposed to male ejaculate, what will happen when you get some from another woman?” He looked deadly serious. “Girls can squirt too, under the right circumstances. And that’s why I’m keeping my dick outof your grasp.” He gave me a rueful smile. “For science.”
    I looked at the photo of the Amazon, surprised at a new stirring inside me. I’d only been intimate with a woman once before. It was nice and all, but I’d never thought too much about it. Now I pondered the idea of being with Paula, and