Dr. Green

'That doofus!' thought Stephanie, 'He spilled his slushy all over me!' The irate, voluptuous, coed stomped through the halls of the science building. Ice cold, Blue Lightning Rush slushed ice still cascaded over her heaving breasts, dripped between her cleavage and stung at her belly. She could even feel it beginning to dampen the top of her panties. 

The science building was a darkened labyrinth of half lit halls and winding staircases made even more eerie by the lack of students or faculty, all enjoying the unseasonably warm weekend air.

The late Victorian building had been built in a complex maze of corridors meant to resemble the cosmos, with clusters of rooms spaced out by long tracts of windowless hallways, like planets huddling around a star, isolated from their celestial neighbors. 

While poetic in a haunting way, this only made Stephanie angrier as she tried to find a bathroom to towel off in. Then there, at the far end of the Western Wing, she saw a dim light coming from a room. She removed her platform sandals and trotted towards the light, her jugs jiggling and sloshing away the stinging ice as the sound of her bare feet echoed away into the darkened hall.

"Hello?" she said as she peeked her head into the room. It was vacant, like the rest of the building. "Anybody in here?" She spoke again. The name on the door said that this was the office of Dr. Green PhD. Advanced Occult Bio Engineering Research. Below that was a tattered oversized index card, and written in red ink in a scrawling hand: Office Hours Tuesday 5-7 PM ONLY!!

Stephanie could hear her Step-Father's scoffing voice in her head. Advanced Occult Bio Engineering. Is that what I'm really paying for?

As ridiculous as the name sounded, this was the only open room, and being a science lab, there must be sinks and towels! Her hand wavered on the door knob a moment, then she pushed it open.

The office was either very small, or very large. She couldn't quite tell with the vast collection of boxes and instruments that were stacked up against the interior walls. And the only light came from dim green glow being cast from the strange tubes and vats on the left side of the room. She paid little attention to these at first as her eyes scanned the room for a sink. There! against the opposite wall. 

Stephanie picked her way through the dense collection of test tubes and tables overflowing with papers and bizarre taxidermy...animals?  Her butt disturbed a towering collection of spreadsheet reports. She stopped for half a second to consider whether or not she should pick them up, but then took in the state of the room and figured Dr. Green wouldn't even notice.

Finally at the sink, she lifted the stained sundress off over her head. Her massive breasts were gathered up in the flowing fabric, and as she raised it above her head, they were released from their cottony embrace and tumbled out and down, bouncing against her chest, but still enraptured by her canary yellow bandeau. She tossed the dress into the sink and let water flow over it. Then off came her panties. With her thumbs hooked under the elastic band, she shimmied her sumptuous hips out of them, raising one supple leg to step out, and then the other. She tossed that in with her dress as well.

As Stephanie began scrubbing, her ass shaking to the rhythm, she heard a sudden gurgling sound coming from behind her. She turned. It was coming from the green glowing jar!

At first she had not payed much attention to them, believing them to be the same sort of bizarre collection of biological oddities that decorated most bio-scientist's offices. But as she tip-toed closer to the thing in the jar, she suddenly realized...it was alive! It looked like an enormous brain, but it had antennae or eye stalks protruding from the top with six stubby, crab like arms jutting from the underside. 

As she neared it, the creature began to undulate and writhe in it's green pool. Soon Stephanie realized that it was reacting to her! When ever her boobs jiggled, the brain would mimic her movements.

She bounced her breasts up and down. The brain moved up and down. She shook them side to side. The brain moved side to side. 

'That's amazing!' she said out loud. She wasn't frightened by the thing. It was playing with her after all. She moved in closer to the tube and bent over to get  better view. Her heavy breasts hanging low beneath her chest. The brain followed her supple globes and moved to the bottom of the tube. 

A wry smile came over the coed. 'So, you like my titties, huh?' she thought. She lifted the left bandeau up over her left breast. A bright cascade of shimmering stripes undulated across the surface of the brain as it began to vibrate in excitement. "Hey fella, you like that? Are you a booby-brain?' she teased as she shook her free breast, slapping the underside with her right hand. 

The brain began doing somersaults and pressed it's cerebellum against the jar. The stripped coloring began to explode in firework patterns of reds and yellows and purples. Stephanie was loving the act this brain was doing for her, and was about to finish the show by taking her top off completely when she felt a cold breeze enter her mind.

'You have beautiful breasts,' it said.

Stephanie's eyes went wide and her smile disappeared. "Who said that?" she said.

'I did, but I didn't say it. I thought it. Oh, and I'm sorry my office is so untidy. It's hard to clean when you're in my condition.'

Stephanie immediately knew she was talking to the brain in the jar. Dr. Green's Brain! 

Overwhelmed with fear and wonder, she stood there frozen. The brain began speaking again. 'I was beginning to think I'd be so lonely in here, but I've been having so much fun watching you bounce. Would you mind...if I held them?'

"H-how? You're a brain...in a jar."

'Yes. I am a brain in a jar, but I'm also behind you.'