A Blemish on the Curve, Chapter 30, Part 1 (Patreon)

Chapter 30

Brooke was waiting for Lucas as he walked into the bedroom, although he seemed to have caught her in the middle of trying to strike a pose for him on the bed.  From a reclining position against the pillows, she had just shot her left leg straight up in the air, and was holding it like that, trying to steady her motion, with her bare toes pointed straight at the ceiling.  After a few seconds, her eyes switched from concentrating on her pose over to him, and her mouth opened slightly in surprised bashfulness, as if to say ‘Awww, you caught me!’

Even though Lucas had to chuckle to himself a little – from the silliness of Brooke hurriedly trying to get her awkward pose right – he couldn’t pretend, just because he had set her IQ way back to 81, that she wasn’t still knockout-hot.  Her face was at least an 8 or a 9…maybe more…and her thick curves looked as delicious as they had before.  Of course, Brooke was still “only” 5’5, but since Lucas was stuck at 4’0, she looked huge to him from every angle – when she was standing in front of him, the top of his head only came up to the underside of her boobs.  And…god…her boobs – Lucas stood there in the bedroom doorway, taking a moment to absorb the magnificence of the H-cups that were squished up in her arms as Brooke struggled with her pose.  They were just…well, they looked incredible, and it was difficult for Lucas not to constantly salivate over them, at work but especially here at home, where he had enshrined breastfeeding as one of their normal activities.  With her low IQ, he had managed to convince Brooke that this was “just what couples did,” and as a consequence, he got to suck on those glorious, creamy milk jugs every night.  It didn’t matter that she was a lot slower than him, and hilariously awkward to boot – with that body, and those incredible tits, Lucas felt totally satisfied.

Or…did he?

Memories of the 300-IQ Brooke were still buzzing around in his head.  That look in her eyes, that total, surpassing intelligence, hints of her goddess-like state before…all of this did more than make Lucas weak in the knees.  It reawakened in him a desire to see THAT Brooke again, the Brooke from the janitor’s closet, who had, for all intents and purposes, stolen his soul.  If Lucas was being honest with himself, that’s exactly what she had done, and when Brooke had dwindled back down into a “normal” person, she had left a gaping hole inside him, a hole which still ached to be filled.

‘But the only reason why Brooke was just at 300 I was because of ME,’ Lucas thought to himself as he watched Brooke stick her tongue out of the side of her mouth, in an attempt to be sexy.  She succeeded, but not because of her efforts; she just was sexy, without even trying.

‘And it’s the same reason why she’s at 81 IQ now,’ he continued to himself.  Behind his back, he held the smooth device in his hand, the source of all his power.  To everyone else, it simply looked like a smartphone, but Lucas knew what wondrous and powerful technology it really was.  He was so horny so often that he had never really stopped to ponder HOW this technology had come into being, although he knew, somewhere deep inside himself, that the former “genius” Brooke had had a lot to do with it…maybe everything to do with it.

But he didn’t want to think about all that stuff right now.  He had just had a bit of a slip-up, yes…he had let things get a little out of control.  But no matter; he was in total control now.  That was the important thing.  And what better way to enjoy this control than with another lovemaking session with her?  She certainly seemed eager for Round 2.  And even though she had recently just given him one of the sloppiest, most head-busting blowjobs of his life, just seeing her big, thick body lying there naked in the bed, eager to serve him, made Lucas hard all over again.

“Ohhh, that’s a nice pose,” he chuckled at her, advancing towards the bed as he kept the device behind his back (for some reason he had a tendency to do this, even when he had no reason to hide it).  When he reached the side of the bed, he put the device carefully down on the nightstand and faced her, a smile spreading across his face.  “Have you been practicing your stretches?”

“Not really!” giggled Brooke, coming out of her pose and sitting up on her knees, bouncing slightly up and down on the bed so that her H-cups jiggled alluringly.  “I’m just naturally flexible like that, I think.”  She suddenly reached out and pulled Lucas onto the bed with her, and she was so big and strong compared to him that he couldn’t counter her.  Once on the bed, she took his leg and started pulling it up in a stretch.  Sometimes they played around like this, and Brooke would always tease him about how inflexible he was.

“Ow ow ow, woooah there!” Lucas called out, feeling immediate tension in his hamstring.  “That’s enough, Brooke – I get it.  You’re more flexible than me.”

“Hahaha at least I’m naturally better than you at something,” Brooke laughed, letting him go as she bounded back on the bed, so that she was up in a sitting position against the headboard.  “You’ve got the brains and the uh…I can’t think of words right now, haha, but you get it.  You’ve got the brains, and I’ve –”

She pulled her leg up again, her thigh nearly touching her cheek as her toes pointed at the ceiling once again.

“Got the body.”

Lucas couldn’t help but stare again.  Had she always been that flexible?  Even before the nanobots?  Somehow he doubted it – perhaps the flexibility was one of the positive after-effects that had remained, even after her system had been totally flushed of the bots themselves.  The clearer skin, the enhanced body proportions, the fact that she didn’t need glasses anymore…all of these were just a few of the sight changes that were permanent relics of the bots’ presence in her body.  Perhaps increased flexibility was just another one of those changes…

“Yes, you…certainly do,” observed Lucas.

“But somehow I beat you in Scrabble tonight,” continued Brooke, sitting up even straighter and sticking out her breasts proudly.  “So you better watch out – or else I’m gonna have the brains AND the breasts!”

“Brains…breasts…” muttered Lucas, his eyes getting lost in Brooke’s H-cups.  There was, of course, an intense irony to everything Brooke was saying, but over the past couple weeks, Lucas had gotten accustomed to near-permanent irony, so it didn’t register with him too much.  Instead, his mind was on other things – those glorious breasts, of course, but also…his eyes traveled slowly over to the nightstand.  The device was sitting there, its screen an inviting shade of calm, light purple.

‘I could always just…play around with it a little more,’ he thought.  ‘You know…?  Make her tits even bigger…maybe give her back a little IQ?  Just…mess around a little bit…’

“Aww come here you…you little guy!” Brooke growled, springing out from her sitting position and seizing Lucas by the forearms.  He felt her hands go all the way around his arms as she effortlessly wrestled him around on the bed, so that he was now the one lying down against the headboard pillows.  He made a motion to get up, since he wanted to spar a little more with her for fun, but she put a comparatively-huge hand on his chest and forced him back down into the pillows, keeping him pinned there with one hand.

“Oh no,” she hummed at him, biting her lower lip, “You’re not going anywhere.  You’re going to lie there and I’m going to…suck you.”

Brooke ran her hands down Lucas’s chest as she spoke to him, and even though her dirty talk left a lot to be desired, there simply wasn’t much Brooke could do about how sexy she was.  Even in her IQ-diminished state, he felt in awe of her as she straddled his little body with her big thighs, shaking those H-cups high over his head, before leaning down and abruptly taking his cock in her mouth.

“Ooooh, aaaah!  E-Easy…easy!” Lucas chuckled, reaching down to steady Brooke’s head.  She had used a bit too much of her teeth, which she was wont to do these days when her IQ was this low.

“Heh, sorry!” Brooke exclaimed, popping his cock out of her mouth and smiling at him apologetically.  “I get so carried away that I forget that you like it nice and slow…right?”

“Mhm, yeah,” Lucas nodded, putting his head back on the pillows as he felt Brooke’s warm mouth engulf his cock once more.  “Nice and…slow…mmmmm yeah…that’s good.”

For a couple minutes, Brooke crouched over him like this, the top of her head bobbing slowly up and down, as she mechanically worked on Lucas’s cock.  It felt great…it really did…but Lucas couldn’t help but think back to half an hour before, when Brooke’s I had been much higher, how much better her blowjob had been.  Right now, she wasn’t doing much with her tongue, her suction was either too much or not enough, and she had apparently completely forgotten about his balls.  Lucas glanced over to his left, to the nightstand, where the device was just sitting there, that same light purple screen seeming to flash softly in his direction.  Had it been flashing before?  Lucas didn’t really know…and he didn’t care.  Reaching over, he picked it up off the nightstand and brought it up next to his body, concealing it under a pillow.  He looked down at the screen, and the first stats jumped out at him:

Height: 5’5

Weight: 152

Breasts: H-cup

Waist: 30

Hips: 41

IQ: 81

There were a whole host of other stats, but these were the ones that Lucas paid the most attention to…most especially her breasts and IQ.

‘Come on,’ said a little voice in his head, ‘Just…just tweak her a little!  There’s no harm in that – you’re in total control right now.  You learned your lesson from last time.  It’s not like anything was ruined, after all!  So just…you know, take it easy.  And don’t get too carried away.’

Ever so slightly, after selecting the “Breasts” tab, he switched them up to I-cups…and then J-cups.  The effect was instantaneous – if he had blinked, Lucas would not have noticed the change.  But once it happened, he could admire the results.  Her tits had swelled and burgeoned out beautifully, so that now, as she leaned forward in the midst of her blowjob, her hardened nipples were actually brushing against his stomach.

‘God, her nipples really are hard,’ Lucas thought.  ‘She’s…really turned on…’

There wasn’t any doubt that Brooke’s arousal was fueling the blowjob – she was diligently going at it, bobbing her head up and down over and over, not seeming to tire or get bored at all.  And yet, again, Lucas wasn’t able to help thinking about how mechanical her technique was.  Simply put, she just didn’t have the mental capacity to really delve in and take the blowjob to the next level.  The “IQ” button was sitting right there, invitingly.  For an instant, Lucas could have sworn that he saw the button flash with a sudden rainbow shimmer, but…that had probably just been the lighting, or his imagination.  There wasn’t any way this device could “know” what he was thinking…no way…

Very slowly, he reached down, pressed the “IQ” button, and then began turning the dial – 85, 90, 95, 100.  He stopped there, looking curiously at her to see what would happen, if anything.  He felt a sudden warm, slick pressure along the hard shaft of his cock, and he couldn’t stifle an audible moan.  Brooke had started licking up and down his shaft, interspersing that with some more nuanced suction.

“Mmm god, that…feels amazing,” Lucas sighed out, looking up at the ceiling, reveling in his power.

“You like that?” Brooke whispered, glancing up at him briefly and making eye contact as she grinned.  “I know you like it when I tease you a little.”

“Eheheh yeah,” Lucas chuckled, “You…ha, you know me.”

Brooke scrunched her eyes at him affectionately and then got back to work; her pace had slowed slightly, but in the place of a faster, more robotic cadence, Brooke was now taking the time to lick and lap at some of the more sensitive parts of his cock, especially the underside of his mushroom head.  She still hadn’t touched his balls, though.

‘What’s the harm in going a little higher?’ Lucas thought, and the next moment he was turning the dial more, making sure to go carefully so he didn’t have another slip-up like last time.  105, 110, 115…120.  Brooke was now almost his IQ equal, and Lucas again felt an immediate shift in her technique.  She stopped bobbing her head up and down, and was now focusing her mouth on the head of Lucas’s cock, as her tongue licked and lapped faster, and hungrily, around the sensitive under-head.  She interspersed her quickened tongue technique with quick little kisses around the top of his swelling head, with her puckered lips beginning to tease around his slit.  Lucas moaned out again, the waves of intensified pleasure coursing around him, and then he sat up a little straighter against the pillows when he felt Brooke’s manicured nails beginning to tease the delicate underside of his scrotum, which tensed up in response.

“Ooooo, I know you like that,” Brooke chuckled, her fingers responding to his tensed ballsack by accelerating their spider-dance across it as she interspersed her licking with more cockhead kisses.  “Is this *mwah* how other girls have *mwah* blown you before, Lucas?”  Even the sound of her voice had changed – her words carried a sharper edge to them, a lasciviously teasing tone, that hadn’t been there before.

“I, uh…heh, I really…can’t say,” Lucas replied with more than a little effort.  It was difficult to carry on a conversation with Brooke’s lips making out with his cock like that.  She certainly seemed to enjoy his struggles, and her eyes flashed a little as she redoubled her efforts.

“*MwahMwah*  Ohhhh, you can’t say?” she teased.  “Then I guess I’m not doing a good enough job, am I?”

“No, I…I didn’t mean it like…like that…” Lucas countered, but his attention had shifted back to the device.  125…130…135.  Brooke abruptly stopped her kisses and promptly deepthroated Lucas’s cock, going swiftly down all the way to the base, so that her lips kissed the flesh where his cock began.  At the same time, she shut her eyes and moaned out deeply in an exaggerated exhale, sending waves of titillating vibrations surging through his entire cock.  Her fingers were now eagerly all working against his balls, teasing them with soft, tickling touches that made the skin all across his body rise up in a shiver of goosebumps.

*Gllllaaauuugh*

Brooke came up off his cock, the slick wet sound of her throat echoing out into the bedroom, making Lucas even more aroused.  The smarter she got, the dirtier she sounded.

“I don’t think you know what you mean, Lucas,” Brooke declared, shaking his glistening cock playfully as she gripped it by the base.  She leaned forward slightly, so that she was looming over him as he half-sat, half-lay there against the pillows, feeling utterly dwarfed.  Brooke’s eyes were wide with teasing passionate pleasure; it was clear that, in contrast to a few minutes before, when she had simply wanted to pleasure Lucas with her mouth, she now wanted to pleasure him through domination.  Still gripping his cock by the base, she brought her head down even closer, so that her body was curved down towards him, like a predator waiting to pounce on its prey.

“I’m pretty sure each one of my tits is bigger than your head now,” she continued, sticking her tongue out the side of her mouth as she cupped the underside of one breast with her free hand and shook it, sending jiggling waves through the creamy flesh.  “How does that make you feel, Lucas, hrmm?”

He was so turned-on that he couldn’t even answer – right now, he was using almost all of his energy to focus on not cumming, so that he could draw out the incredible moment.  He was utilizing the other tiny vestige of energy to turn the dial even more.  140…145.

“Kinda tough to talk right now, huh?” Brooke teased, not giving him a moment to recover.  “That’s okay, you don’t even need to answer.  I already know how it makes you feel – I felt your cock get harder when I mentioned it.  You LOVE it, don’t you, Lucas?  You LOVE how much bigger I am than you.  You can’t get enough of it.  I see how you steal glances at my body all the time.  You’re obsessed with me.  Day and night, I dominate your thoughts.  And it aaaaall starts with these big babies here, doesn’t it…little guy.”

Brooke released Lucas’s cock and straddled his little body with her big thighs, as she now cupped the underside of both breasts and jiggled them high over Lucas’s head.    At the same time, she squeezed her thighs together, compressing his body, making him seem even smaller than he felt already.  Lucas tried breathing deeply to steady himself, but it already felt like he was on the verge of losing control.  If she had been stroking his cock at this moment, let alone blowing it, then he wouldn’t have been able to keep himself from cumming.

‘She knows that,’ he thought suddenly, staring up at awe at her J-cups juddering high above him.  ‘She knows that I was about to cum, and that’s why she’s giving me a break…to prolong everything.’

This simple realization hit home to Lucas how in-control Brooke already was.  The transformation was unbelievable, and really, he had barely even turned the dial!  As if to make the point, he turned it again, making her IQ 160.

“My god…” Brooke purred, parting her huge breasts so that Lucas could see her face completely; her pretty lips were curled up in a sexy, sultry smirk.  “Look at that.  Just…look at that, Lucas.  Are you seeing this!?”

She let her tits bounce back down onto her chest with a double-slap as she brought her hands down, wrapping them around the sides of his torso as she squeezed him, making him jump and fail a little in place (because it tickled).

“Awww, hahaha, ticklish, are we?” Brooke laughed.  “Noooo, no, stay still Lucas…stay still.”  Her hands still around his torso, she held him in place, and even though he tried to squirm away from her grip, there was nothing he could do.  She was so much bigger and stronger than him that she was able to manhandle him without any apparent effort.  And what’s more, Lucas knew that this had all been by design – she had meant to tickle him to MAKE him try to get away, just so that she could show him how small and helpless he truly was in her grasp.  But now he wasn’t thinking about anything except that gorgeous face descending down on him.  Brooke had arched her back further, so that her face was only a couple feet away from his as she stared down at him, her green eyes seeming to flash and shimmer in the low light as she stared dominantly down at him.

“I want you to look at my thighs compared to your torso, Lucas,” she breathed softly.  She felt up his chest with her left and, and, with her right, she reached down and gave her right thigh a loud, hearty smack.  Lucas felt the weighty vibration of her leg go through him, and marveled at how her leg continued to jiggle and shake for a few seconds after impact.  Just as he was taking in how much mass her leg contained, she lightly smacked his chest, not hard enough to sting him, but hard enough to show that his flesh didn’t quiver at all.

“Yepppp,” Brooke giggled, “shaking” his torso while actually shaking and jiggling her big thigh against him.  “I’ve got waaaay more meat on my bones than you do, Lucas.  Look at the comparison.  One of my thighs is thicker and wider than your entire waist!  What do you think about that, huh?  Got anything to say about it, sweetheart?”

Lucas knew that there was no way that he could form words right now, and so he just shook his head back and forth.  He knew he was throwing in the towel…waving the white flag.  He knew that he couldn’t even begin to pretend anymore that he was in control of the sexual situation.  Hell, she probably already knew about the device at this point…all the more reason not to stop at 160 IQ, of course.  Barely able to control his hand, Lucas turned the dial to 170.  And then to 180.

“Oh thaaaaat’s right,” Brooke cooed down at him, in a loving, pleasant tone, almost motherly.  “When you get like this, you can’t talk.  Look at your little face.  It’s beet-red.  You’re about to explode, aren’t you?  But not yet, honey…not yet…”

It no longer mattered that she wasn’t touching his cock.  Lucas’s groin had already started convulsing in pre-orgasmic spasms, and he was seconds away from straight-up ejaculation, but Brooke had other ideas.  With fluid, easy motions, she backed off his body, bent down low towards his cock, and yawned her mouth open, languidly taking the whole thing down her throat in one elegant, arching swoop.

*GLOMP*

Her lips formed a tight vice around the base of his cock, effectively staying his orgasm, but keeping him teetering on the edge of bliss.

“Aaaaaaauuuggh….Brooke….” moaned Lucas, his trembling hands trying fruitlessly to push her head up off his cock.  “Brooke….please….”

“Uh-uh…” Brooke muttered, with his cock in her mouth, shaking her head back and forth in the “No” motion, before suddenly speeding up, with her lips still tight around the base, not allowing him to cum yet.

“Rrrrrrrrr!” growled Brooke sexily, shaking her head back and forth aggressively as she swallowed deep in her throat, over and over, so that her throat muscles massaged the entirety of his head and shaft.  “Rrrrrrrrrrr!  Rrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr!!”

“Oh my god, oh my goddddd!” cried Lucas in a panic.  He didn’t even know what he was thinking now – his mind had taken flight, and was now tossed around like a ragdoll in the hurricane of Brooke’s sexual onslaught.  He didn’t even know what she was doing anymore inside her mouth.  It felt like her tongue was curling around his entire shaft…then flicking against the back of his head, right at the most sensitive part.  Over and over she throated his cock, again and again, never letting him have enough time before her lips suctioned at the base of his length once more, preventing orgasm after orgasm.  It was pure torture, pure sexual torment.  And yet, at the same time, Brooke was staring at him with those gorgeous green eyes, blinking them softly down at him, even as they twinkled with the naughty understanding of what she was doing to him.  She was attacking him, yes…and showing him who was truly in charge…but strangely, at the same time, she was showing him how much she loved him, how much she cared about him, and how much it meant to her to take him to the absolute peaks of pleasure.

Even so, Lucas couldn’t take this anymore.  He reached out to the dial to turn Brooke’s IQ down, but, because of the shuddering effects of Brooke’s divine blowjob, he accidentally turned the dial not down but up, to 200.  His eyes went wide when he saw the flashing number on the screen, and his eyes darted straight to Brooke’s.  She was looking straight at him, his cock all the way down her throat, with her big lips latched hungrily down around the base of his shaft.  Very slowly, her eyes moved over to the device, then back to Lucas…then over to the device…then back to Lucas once more.  There wasn’t any doubt now – she knew.  For the second time that night, he had lost control.

Brooke bounced her eyebrows up and down, as if to say, ‘Haha, here we are again!’ and then shut her eyes and bore down even harder on his cock, shaking her head back and forth hungrily as she finally released the stranglehold of her lips from his base.

“Ggguuuuuaaaaaaahhhhh!!!” Lucas cried, and his entire body spasmed up into an arch on the bed as he came HARD, rocketing rope after rope of cum down Brooke’s throat.  It didn’t matter that he had already cum less than an hour before.  Brooke’s treatment had ratcheted up his two little sperm factories into high-production, and he gave her everything he had as she ravenously gulped it all down.

Somehow, Lucas didn’t pass out, though his vision and hearing fuzzed in and out as he fought to stay conscious.  As his ferocious orgasm began to wane, he felt a desperate need to maintain control over the device…he had to dial her IQ back down…he had to…or else…she would take the device, surely!  She’d take it, and he’d never have control ever again.  He tried moving his arms, but he was still “coming back” into the world after nearly fainting.  He gradually became aware of Brooke kneeling over him, her hands resting on her thighs, which straddled both sides of his body.  As his vision materialized, he could see a knowing smile on her face, as she slowly shook her head back and forth down at him.

“How many more times, sweetheart?” she teased him softly.

Lucas took two quick, deep breaths, gearing himself up…the panic was really setting in now…and without any more delay, he reached over to the dial and turned it way down, all the way back to 120.  Breathless, he looked up at Brooke, who was still straddling him, smiling.  But that knowing look, the terrifying hint of super-intelligence, had vanished from her eyes.

“Mmmmm, look at youuuuu!” she laughed, meaning forward and rubbing his torso.  “You’re covered in sweat!  God, I really made a mess of you, didn’t I?”

“Y-you…you really did,” Lucas breathed out, daring to relax.  But then Brooke looked over at the device, puzzled, and Lucas nearly panicked again.

“Were you recording us?” she asked, nodding at the device.

“Uh…no,” he answered, breathing a sigh of relief.  Apparently it just looked like a smartphone to her again.

“Well let’s record our next blowjob, why don’t we?” Brooke suggested, sticking her tongue out at him.  “I wanna see if there are ways to improve.”