Code Name: Orgasm Project
Doctor Alexander Upegus, senior researcher at the Asland Institute, had arrived in the office nearly two hours ago and felt like a prisoner behind the desk. Normally, after checking e-mail and timing, Dr. Alexander Upegus liked to go to the lab to follow the progress of his experiments. Today, however, he had to prepare for the guests who had to arrive in an hour. Visitors very important, as he had written in his notebook. Thus, although he preferred to be in his laboratory, Dr. Upegus was bound (metaphorically, of course) by the reports he had to read and the notes he was rushing to add to his personal booklet. Everything had to be prepared so that it could work perfectly!
Before Dr. Upegus realized how time had passed, his secretary knocked on the door and invited three people, all wearing expensive costumes for the company. Dr. Upegus jumped out of the chair and eagerly crossed the room, grabbing his guests and holding his hands enthusiastically. "Gentlemen, thank you for coming! I'm telling you, the results are just amazing and you will be very pleased! Welcome to P.O."
- P.O.? the old lady asked. Dr. Upegus smiled with his mouth. He was a short man, probably 65 years old, and he had white hair. This, along with the thickness of the glasses, gave him a grandmother's air. This was Mr. Ronald Asland, founder of the Asland Institute and the man Dr. Upegus desperately needed to impress.
"The Orgasm Project," the man on his right answered, before Dr. Upegus could respond. Dad, did not you read the report the doctor sent us? P.O. is the abbreviation used here.
Doctor Upegus nodded nod to the man just over 40 years. This, apparently, was the heir of the Asland Institute, none other than Carol Asland. He was a tall and royal individual with dark dark hair and well-defined features. And it was clear to Alexander that if he could not convince the young Asland, then he had no point in trying with his father. However, the doctor knew very well that if he succeeded in impressing his father and son, then his discovery would revolutionize the course of the history of all mankind.
- Doctor, let me introduce my son, Toni. Toni, please do not leave the doctor with his long hand. Dr. Upegus smiled at the boy who accompanied the two men, and whose curly and blond hair was falling over his eyes despite the kid's efforts to give him away.
Of course, the kid had an expensive costume like his father and grandfather, but his fragile constitution and the shyness with which he gripped his hand did not resemble the confidence that older men showed. If this bastard had been born in ancient Sparta, his hopes for the future would have been rather grim. But the boy was part of the Asland clan, and Dr. Upegus was willing to enter the mountain in spite of the flapless palm that the shy (but unexpectedly dear) kid had placed in his hand.
- I hope you do not mind that we brought Toni with us? Carol briefly asked Dr. Doctor to politely protest,
- Of course not! Of course not! Please, go in and take a seat, he said, inviting the two men and the boy to bare his beard further into his office. After the family of magnates sat down in the armchairs, the Doctor took the place behind the desk, dressed his voice, and looked curiously at the boy.
- Do not worry, Doctor. I know the subject of the project is a sensitive one, but you can speak openly to the boy, "said venerable Ronald, aware of his employee's concern. His father and I did not tell him what you were doing here, so you probably have to start with a small recapitulation. You know a man of science best when he has to reformulate complex issues in the form of simpler concepts.
"Consider it," added Carol Asland, an interview to see if we continue to fund the research. Your team is under the magnifying glass, so to speak. Your predecessors have failed and we have lost our patience. Let us believe again in the Orgasm Project.
He gave him a look that seemed to say, "do not give it to the bar, Upegus!" And the good doctor swallowed restlessly, feeling the summation as he tightened.
"Be careful, Toni," the man said, turning suddenly to the boy whose eyes were walking around the room. At the word of his father, the boy's gaze stopped immediately, and, seeing the men frowning at him, he turned his eyes down, shrieking like a retired lady.
"Of ... Yes, Dad," the boy said gently, his soft voice sounding almost like a girl.
"Well, that's an interesting overturning of the situation," thought Doctor Upegus.
He could really talk about ite P.O. with this fuck? I mean, kidnapping still has a lot to puberty. Could it be that he could understand? Reflecting, the easiest way would have been to connect the device to the apparatus and allow him to experience the true potential of the Orgasm Project on his skin. They were thinking for a moment to use the biggest rubber phallus they had in order to penetrate the offspring, but they quickly drove away any unclean thoughts and smiled again at the members of this ad-hoc inspection commission. "Well, Toni. What we are trying to do is develop the enzyme Q-69. A top-secret compound invented by Russians during the Second World War and tested on Polish mice and chimps, but has never been tested on humans. So far! Essentially this compound is a very powerful drug, and like any drug it has the ability to influence the nervous system of the victims ... the patient's pardon. Basically, it's a drug that allows us to reprogram a person's brain. He listens without saying a word. The old Asland hugs his chin on the stick of his bat. "Puiule, do you have any idea why such a drug is so important? And why did you and your father invest so much money and energy over these years to make it better? "The kid shrugged, and the old man sank from the depths of his soul. - Well, if such a drug would work, we could reprogram other people to do whatever we want. We could influence politicians, we could force the titans of industry and medicine and the media moguls to act just as we dictated them. Not only would we bring peace to Earth, but the Asland family would become the world's first planetary dynasty in the history of the world! Doctor Upegus nods vigorously. "That's right, Toni. But there is also a reversal of the medal. Because the drug has maximum effect and there is no risk of regression ... the subject's mind needs to be completely reset before the drug is given. Practically the subject has to be washed in the brain. This is where the Orgasm Project intervenes. The doctor did not respond to the frustration of the doctor who continues to explain. "I have theorized that the safest method of brainwashing a person is through a specific order of combinations of injected substances during orgasm. I mean, do you know what that orgasm is, Toni? The boy turned again, and more powerful this time. "Yes, sir ... I know." Well, Upegus continues, the experiment is a success in this phase. One of the first discoveries I've made at the institute was that these compounds work best for males. For females, we still have to get the dosage, but we have a group of doctors from Cameroon that deals with this aspect. Secondly, as the male advances in older age, the memories and personality make a stronger sediment, making "resetting" more and more difficult. This is precisely why we decided to focus on young people who have not reached the age of 20 in the first instance. We estimate that we will be able to get the perfect dosage to erase an adult's personality over the next two years without the need for orgasm. Until then, but- "" Explain a little about the current process, "Carol said," I want Toni to understand. "" Well, "Upegus continued. There are two distinct types of orgasm. The first is the direct stimulation of the penis. This method proved to be useless because the male sex has what we call the "refractory period" - meaning it can not generate orgasms just once at a certain time. Continuous stimulation is incredibly painful and does not have the desired effect. The second type of orgasm is that due to prostate stimulation. Do you know what the prostate is, Toni? "The boy did not look up but shook his head. The word sounded familiar but did not know what it means. - The prostate is a small organ located in the rectum that controls the ejaculatory process. It is very sensitive and can be stimulated by external and internal means. With prostate-induced orgasm, there is no refractory period and there is no ejaculation. However, there is an orgasm that is incredibly strong and is perfect for what I need. So we built a complex system that would induce prostatic orgasms to our subjects ... and allow us to manipulate the brain with powerful chemical injections. In fact, the whole process is based on the fact that the subjects have permanent orgasms to allow our chemicals to wipe their minds. "" Son, "Carol said. Now you are part of a very small circle of people who know about the existence of this experiment. This secret is a burden you must also carry. "" I will not tell anyone, Dad, "replied the wilderness without looking up, then continued calculating his words. But where do patients come from? Are volunteers offered? - No son, they're not volunteers. They are brought from orphanages, or they have been kidnapped in the street by a specialized network. I was careful to beyoung people whose disappearance would not raise questions. I also took care to be brought from all over the world to ensure genetic diversity.
Upegus smiled. Indeed, most of the young people were fleeing home. But he had been careful to give a special indication to the team that would "acquire" them, namely two brothers whose father had been a rival to Dr. Upegus during the faculty of medicine. The doctor was very happy to know how the two boys had been kidnapped from their beds, and now their father - so arrogant in the past - is calling desperate to ask for back. "Well, old Asland, I think he came time to visit the lab. "An excellent idea encouraged Doctor." Four of them came out of the office through a side door and crossed a corridor without windows to the end where two metal doors marked the presence of a utility elevator. He was descending a few good levels, although the doctor's office was on the ground floor, and when he came out of the elevator in an aseptic access room, he awoke face to face with another door with a shuttle, to the left of which was a red board: THE ORGASMUS PROJECT. INTERESTED WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION. Here, call your excited doctor, feeling your own mataranga buzzing in your cotton pants only at the thought of what was going on behind the door. [WILL FOLLOW]
Before Dr. Upegus realized how time had passed, his secretary knocked on the door and invited three people, all wearing expensive costumes for the company. Dr. Upegus jumped out of the chair and eagerly crossed the room, grabbing his guests and holding his hands enthusiastically. "Gentlemen, thank you for coming! I'm telling you, the results are just amazing and you will be very pleased! Welcome to P.O."
- P.O.? the old lady asked. Dr. Upegus smiled with his mouth. He was a short man, probably 65 years old, and he had white hair. This, along with the thickness of the glasses, gave him a grandmother's air. This was Mr. Ronald Asland, founder of the Asland Institute and the man Dr. Upegus desperately needed to impress."The Orgasm Project," the man on his right answered, before Dr. Upegus could respond. Dad, did not you read the report the doctor sent us? P.O. is the abbreviation used here.
Doctor Upegus nodded nod to the man just over 40 years. This, apparently, was the heir of the Asland Institute, none other than Carol Asland. He was a tall and royal individual with dark dark hair and well-defined features. And it was clear to Alexander that if he could not convince the young Asland, then he had no point in trying with his father. However, the doctor knew very well that if he succeeded in impressing his father and son, then his discovery would revolutionize the course of the history of all mankind.
- Doctor, let me introduce my son, Toni. Toni, please do not leave the doctor with his long hand. Dr. Upegus smiled at the boy who accompanied the two men, and whose curly and blond hair was falling over his eyes despite the kid's efforts to give him away.
Of course, the kid had an expensive costume like his father and grandfather, but his fragile constitution and the shyness with which he gripped his hand did not resemble the confidence that older men showed. If this bastard had been born in ancient Sparta, his hopes for the future would have been rather grim. But the boy was part of the Asland clan, and Dr. Upegus was willing to enter the mountain in spite of the flapless palm that the shy (but unexpectedly dear) kid had placed in his hand.
- I hope you do not mind that we brought Toni with us? Carol briefly asked Dr. Doctor to politely protest,
- Of course not! Of course not! Please, go in and take a seat, he said, inviting the two men and the boy to bare his beard further into his office. After the family of magnates sat down in the armchairs, the Doctor took the place behind the desk, dressed his voice, and looked curiously at the boy.
- Do not worry, Doctor. I know the subject of the project is a sensitive one, but you can speak openly to the boy, "said venerable Ronald, aware of his employee's concern. His father and I did not tell him what you were doing here, so you probably have to start with a small recapitulation. You know a man of science best when he has to reformulate complex issues in the form of simpler concepts.
"Consider it," added Carol Asland, an interview to see if we continue to fund the research. Your team is under the magnifying glass, so to speak. Your predecessors have failed and we have lost our patience. Let us believe again in the Orgasm Project.
He gave him a look that seemed to say, "do not give it to the bar, Upegus!" And the good doctor swallowed restlessly, feeling the summation as he tightened.
"Be careful, Toni," the man said, turning suddenly to the boy whose eyes were walking around the room. At the word of his father, the boy's gaze stopped immediately, and, seeing the men frowning at him, he turned his eyes down, shrieking like a retired lady.
"Of ... Yes, Dad," the boy said gently, his soft voice sounding almost like a girl.
"Well, that's an interesting overturning of the situation," thought Doctor Upegus.
He could really talk about ite P.O. with this fuck? I mean, kidnapping still has a lot to puberty. Could it be that he could understand? Reflecting, the easiest way would have been to connect the device to the apparatus and allow him to experience the true potential of the Orgasm Project on his skin. They were thinking for a moment to use the biggest rubber phallus they had in order to penetrate the offspring, but they quickly drove away any unclean thoughts and smiled again at the members of this ad-hoc inspection commission. "Well, Toni. What we are trying to do is develop the enzyme Q-69. A top-secret compound invented by Russians during the Second World War and tested on Polish mice and chimps, but has never been tested on humans. So far! Essentially this compound is a very powerful drug, and like any drug it has the ability to influence the nervous system of the victims ... the patient's pardon. Basically, it's a drug that allows us to reprogram a person's brain. He listens without saying a word. The old Asland hugs his chin on the stick of his bat. "Puiule, do you have any idea why such a drug is so important? And why did you and your father invest so much money and energy over these years to make it better? "The kid shrugged, and the old man sank from the depths of his soul. - Well, if such a drug would work, we could reprogram other people to do whatever we want. We could influence politicians, we could force the titans of industry and medicine and the media moguls to act just as we dictated them. Not only would we bring peace to Earth, but the Asland family would become the world's first planetary dynasty in the history of the world! Doctor Upegus nods vigorously. "That's right, Toni. But there is also a reversal of the medal. Because the drug has maximum effect and there is no risk of regression ... the subject's mind needs to be completely reset before the drug is given. Practically the subject has to be washed in the brain. This is where the Orgasm Project intervenes. The doctor did not respond to the frustration of the doctor who continues to explain. "I have theorized that the safest method of brainwashing a person is through a specific order of combinations of injected substances during orgasm. I mean, do you know what that orgasm is, Toni? The boy turned again, and more powerful this time. "Yes, sir ... I know." Well, Upegus continues, the experiment is a success in this phase. One of the first discoveries I've made at the institute was that these compounds work best for males. For females, we still have to get the dosage, but we have a group of doctors from Cameroon that deals with this aspect. Secondly, as the male advances in older age, the memories and personality make a stronger sediment, making "resetting" more and more difficult. This is precisely why we decided to focus on young people who have not reached the age of 20 in the first instance. We estimate that we will be able to get the perfect dosage to erase an adult's personality over the next two years without the need for orgasm. Until then, but- "" Explain a little about the current process, "Carol said," I want Toni to understand. "" Well, "Upegus continued. There are two distinct types of orgasm. The first is the direct stimulation of the penis. This method proved to be useless because the male sex has what we call the "refractory period" - meaning it can not generate orgasms just once at a certain time. Continuous stimulation is incredibly painful and does not have the desired effect. The second type of orgasm is that due to prostate stimulation. Do you know what the prostate is, Toni? "The boy did not look up but shook his head. The word sounded familiar but did not know what it means. - The prostate is a small organ located in the rectum that controls the ejaculatory process. It is very sensitive and can be stimulated by external and internal means. With prostate-induced orgasm, there is no refractory period and there is no ejaculation. However, there is an orgasm that is incredibly strong and is perfect for what I need. So we built a complex system that would induce prostatic orgasms to our subjects ... and allow us to manipulate the brain with powerful chemical injections. In fact, the whole process is based on the fact that the subjects have permanent orgasms to allow our chemicals to wipe their minds. "" Son, "Carol said. Now you are part of a very small circle of people who know about the existence of this experiment. This secret is a burden you must also carry. "" I will not tell anyone, Dad, "replied the wilderness without looking up, then continued calculating his words. But where do patients come from? Are volunteers offered? - No son, they're not volunteers. They are brought from orphanages, or they have been kidnapped in the street by a specialized network. I was careful to beyoung people whose disappearance would not raise questions. I also took care to be brought from all over the world to ensure genetic diversity.
Upegus smiled. Indeed, most of the young people were fleeing home. But he had been careful to give a special indication to the team that would "acquire" them, namely two brothers whose father had been a rival to Dr. Upegus during the faculty of medicine. The doctor was very happy to know how the two boys had been kidnapped from their beds, and now their father - so arrogant in the past - is calling desperate to ask for back. "Well, old Asland, I think he came time to visit the lab. "An excellent idea encouraged Doctor." Four of them came out of the office through a side door and crossed a corridor without windows to the end where two metal doors marked the presence of a utility elevator. He was descending a few good levels, although the doctor's office was on the ground floor, and when he came out of the elevator in an aseptic access room, he awoke face to face with another door with a shuttle, to the left of which was a red board: THE ORGASMUS PROJECT. INTERESTED WITHOUT AUTHORIZATION. Here, call your excited doctor, feeling your own mataranga buzzing in your cotton pants only at the thought of what was going on behind the door. [WILL FOLLOW]
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