Top Secret: Milktec Industries Presents

By Quixerotic

Colonel Harris has a problem. He's responsible for covering up an incident involving three men and a particularly potent batch of Milktec serum. This would normally not be an issue, but a young reporter, Tracy, has caught wind of the secret. Harris decides to give Tracy all the information she could want. He invites the young woman to come have a one on one interview with the affected men. Tracy is in for a very informative -- and transformative -- experience as she comes to understand how much the soldiers have changed. In the end, she faces the choice of delivering on her story or becoming a brand new hucow.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Quixerotic
• Release date: Mar 20, 2020
• ISBN: 9780463165812

Quixerotic

I have always enjoyed a particular type of erotica, stories where lust and carnal desire overwhelm reason, driving away the trappings of the real world as ecstatic fantasy takes over. My writing strives to tell such stories in rich worlds of dark fantasy, far flung science fiction, or apocalyptic inevitability, finding the kinky fun under every rock or at the end of every winding corridor.

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Top Secret: Milktec Industries Presents

Quixerotic

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Top Secret

Milktec Industries Presents!

by Quixerotic

The First Drop

Tracy, for only a moment, considered running. Then her body flushed. The scent in the room had grown too strong, but more importantly, she loved it. The stranger approached on slow, cautious steps. Each inch created a stronger aura of desire around her. Her body rebelled against reason. Her pussy grew wet. Her nipples began to ache. Even her mouth began to water…

Colonel William Harris sat alone in a dark office. Light from the checkpoint outside filtered in through the mostly closed blinds. He wore his full uniform, a splash of service medals on the jacket. The day had been a long one. Yet another bond raising initiative surrounded by grinning politicians with greasy hands. More money, more supplies, and more men — a constant creed repeated through the upper tiers of the military these days. Very rarely did anyone talk about tactics or deployment strategies. Those were afterthoughts only brought up when all the money, supplies, and men needed to be used up so that they could get more replacements.

The glad-handing work did not occupy the Colonel’s mind as he brought a half burned cigarette to his lips. On the desk in front of him laid a file bearing the name Tracy Meadows. The young woman had caught him off guard in one of the breaks between speeches. She’d asked some pointed questions, the kind that she shouldn’t have known to ask at all. The Missing Three she had called them. Colonel Harris couldn’t help but admire the reporter’s cleverness.

The three men had vanished from the rolls after a bullheaded general decided that the cover up needed more cover. Harris wanted to leave the soldiers on the casualty list. It wouldn’t raise suspicion, at least not for a while, and in the meantime they could have worked up a story. Hell, in the past, they’d outright replaced GIs with