"Yoo-hoo! Professor!" A feminine voice longingly called. "It's me, Mary Ann! I have something for you!"
"I'm in here, Mary Ann!" The professor called back, sitting back down at his work bench and looking at Jim. "This is all very interesting," he said. "But I'm still curious about what keeps your girl friend from mutating again now that she has absorbed that radioactive mutagen perfume you created?"
"Uh, Professor?" Gilligan warned, watching the doorway. "I think there's something you should know about Mary Ann."
"Not now, Gilligan! Can't you see I'm having a scientific discussion with this young man here?"
"But, Professor -!"
"No buts, Gilligan!" The professor said, cutting him off. "Now Jim! I'm very interested in your work, particularly in your BE gun."
As he spoke Mary Ann appeared in the hut's doorway, her 12 inches of hot, thick cock pulsing and throbbing before her as she longingly stroked it, her eyes heavy with desire. "Oh, Professor! Look what I have for you!"
"Yes. I'm sure it's very nice Mary Ann," the Professor replied, not looking at her. "But I was just asking Jim here about his BE gun. I think it could be the answer to - Mphlxzt!"
The Professor suddenly gagged as Mary Ann's rampaging ramrod was stuffed into his mouth and she gave a moan of delight.
"Mphtl mir gutch throbuck xmtock!" The Professor gulped, (which roughly translates to "Jim's invention could be the answer to the world food shortage."
"I've never tried it for that," Jim replied. "Of course, on the proper setting, it will cause women's breasts to grow huge and to give milk."
"Thee! Thaswhut ghlt avout!" ("See! That's what I'm talking about!") The Professor replied, still swallowing on Mary Ann's massive meat.
"Oh! My God! Professor!" Mary Ann gasped in ecstasy. "I just love it when you talk like that! Recite for me the Periodic Table for the Elements!"
"Ghlph xot matu gloxo jinkxus..." Answered the Professor which, roughly translated meant "Certainly, Mary Ann! I'm glad to see you're taking an interest in these things. We'll begin with hydrogen, the most basic of all elements..."
Gilligan looked over at Jim and shrugged. "This could take awhile," he warned. "Once you get the Professor started on the Periodic Elements, he just just doesn't stop."
"I know!" Mary Ann admitted deliberately with a very knowing and pleased smile.
Yet Jim wasn't listening. He was thinking about what the Professor had told him about his nuclear perfume. If the girls' had absorbed it through their skin and it was still in them, then would it cause them to mutate again? And again? And again?
Just then....
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