Her status had been in limbo currently. There had been rumors that she would be promoted to an officer again after giving up her rank for field work. But she Vanessa had been recovered. While Ven was still out there she knew she lacked the combat experience to be the one to deal with him and thus came back to the R&D department where she could do the most good. Her demotion was meant to dissuade her from field work she guessed though she had been back behind the scenes for a few months now.

She had picked up work with refining her serum again. Not much had been done with it and her time had been juggled between it and the holographic programming she had designed for training agents.

Yet her focus would shift once more. An agent had been recovered. One that she attempted to rescue herself long ago. From her understanding of the situation some sort of drug had made her dependent. The serum she had worked on could clear her head for two hours or so but the trouble with that was that the desire gradually came back.

Two much of the serum could be just as bad addicting an agent to it instead. No more then two vials of the stuff worked on an agent per day and when the stuff had been assigned no more then two vials were given out. It was meant to temporarily give one a boost or clear their head if under the effects of an aphrodisiac.

The problem that Alex had was faced with had been the fact she had been isolated for the most part. The serum used before she met with whatever councilor and before she came to see her, at least that had been the impression she had been left with. She did not like the idea of Alex taking so much serum though and figured she would attempt to cut it down as best as she could but she was unaware of how bad things got.

Preparing the medical lab before hand she waited on the arrival of the agent.

Alexandra was nothing short of a mess upon her rescue. Retrieving her was no simple feat as most top slavers sought out such a voluptuous woman. It did not help that she had been thoroughly broken by the time she was found, caring only about the addicting scent her breasts produced as well as her own endless sexual needs.

The agent did not have much memory of the rescue. Most likely, she had been subdued by the rescue party for easy retrieval. The woman was difficult to speak with. Such a long duration of slavery and addiction left Alexandra mostly incoherent. She was also dangerous as her breasts produced a similar addicting musk when she played with them.

Counseling and the serum helped bring Alexandra back to coherency. But, the memories were painful to say the least. The busty agent spent most of her time in her quarters until she was called for another session. The serum was only given out before sessions, leaving Alexandra suffering withdrawals throughout her day and night.

When given her serum, she had to struggle not to take both at once. She took one and immediately, the tension left her body. Alexandra proceeded down the corridors of the base towards the medical lab where she would go through another series of tests and questions.

The red head entered. She wore only a simple tank top and matching pants. Alexandra was in no condition for duty and the tight fitting suit she usually wore would only add stimulation to her already tender breasts. The gentle sway of the large mammaries along with those erect nipples poking through her top showed she was not wearing a bra.

"Agent Losev reports..." she stated wearily. The bags under Alexandra's eyes showed her lack of sleep. The withdrawal symptoms were no doubt keeping her up throughout the night. But whether due to her training or her time as a slave, Alexandra had been obeying orders since her recovery started.

She had been looking over some notes. The medical part of things started today so their had been only a few things she noted from the rescuing team and anything detailed by the councilor. All in all there had not been much there though she turned off the datapad and set it aside as the agent answered.

Smiling she gestured to the table. “Have a seat.” The agent looked like hell. Well, that wasn't accurate. There were the signs that she had been going through hell but there had been no denying the attractiveness that had been underneath it all. That chest was large, clearly a target for slavers and by the looks of it she could tell that Alex wasn't wearing a bra. She noted that the agent had been aroused too, not by her but from the natural anguish she had to be in.

Luna read about some sort of addiction. There were even two other agents lost and since recovered in an effort to get her back some time ago but between now and then much time had passed. All the agents had been recovered at last though given the time that elapsed she felt that they may have stumbled upon Alex or received a tip rather then search for her all that time.

She began simply. She wasn't a medic and it was her work with the serum that had her doing this. She was trained enough to get a base line and she needed that to get started. Drawing some blood, checking blood pressure and even reflexes. She even checked her eyes.

“I would ask how things are going but I can see that they're a bit rough for you. It is my hope to extend the potency of the serum if I cannot tailor it to you specifically. Has the serum helped any?” She asked while she entered the collected figures into the computer. She got to wondering something though and whether or not certain steps couldn't be taken with the simulator she constructed. For now though she set that aside.

Alexandra sat down and allowed her vitals to be checked. The serum ensured she was a bit more focus though she was certainly exhausted.

"I only get two vials a day and they each last at most two hours. Depending on how long each appointment lasts, I may have one vial remaining to take before sleeping or before I completely lose my mind. Either way, majority of my day and night is spent suffering..."

Extending the duration would certainly help but it would not do much about the addiction. Usually, the serum was used to deal with the symptoms rather than the actual cause. The serum suppressed those addicting needs or devastating withdrawals until the influence loosens its hold on the agent. With Alexandra's extremely prolonged exposure, it was unknown how long she would be hooked on the serum itself. The worst part was this was an agent who could produce a similar addicting drug just from playing with her breasts. If she ends up giving in and stimulates herself, it would ruin any progress made to break this addiction.

“Hm … two vials a day ...” she did the math in her head. No that wasn't good. The serum was more for emergency use. To prevent aphrodisiacs or to clear one's head. It was never meant to be used like this but it was the only means that they had in order to keep the agent functioning and coherent.

For the time being they had little choice though there had been other matters. “Before you take one I want you to smell it if you could. Just drink in the scent.” She was going to attempt something. For starters the alterations had to be corrected or at least adapted. The scent that she produced was dangerous but if she could alter the smell it wouldn't have the same effect since it was that scent that triggered a response in her brain she guessed.

Any other scent wouldn't do anything and if she could change the programming, replace the scent if she couldn't get rid of it altogether. What she didn't want though was replacing one addiction with another. But if she must that was an option. The serum was harmless if it had been inhaled other then any psychological effects. In the long run she guessed it wouldn't be so bad.

She would have to get detailed sensors though to record olfactory scents and assist her in braking these down.

“With the addiction, do you find it is unbearable attempting to resist or more manageable when you just surrender to it? I think I have an idea since it will take a while to make the proper adjustments in an effort to correct this problem.”

She was not sure the serum had a scent. The agent had been taking the serum even before this incident due to the same addiction. When she was captured again, she had no way to get a hold of more serum and had no other choice but to succumb to very monster that made her like this in the first place.

"There is no resisting or surrendering. It is a necessity. Going without it is like going without eating, drinking, or breathing. I feel like I am dying but dying would be a relief after suffering so much. I made this very clear the last time I was rescued. But, no one cared then. I was given serum and sent out on another mission only to go through it all again."

Alexandra spoke evenly. After all she had been through, she had little faith that the ADD would do anything for her.

“The brass is backwards at times,” she frowned. Not that it was much of a comparison but she had been busted down in rank in an effort to dissuade her from field work. It hadn't worked and she did such herself for a small while until Vanessa was free. All in all she had an easier time in the field since she was delegated to safer tasks then those trained in combat roles. Often it was delivering relief or serving as a consultant. She supposed if the work was boring enough they would coax her back to her department. Now there had been the rumors about rank and such. Of course the Directorate could have just tossed her in over her head.

It was confusing at times and she had her work cut out for her.

A simple matter would be making the serum produce a scent. Just like gasoline that had no odor of it's own she could have one added if necessary. The trick there would be the chose of scents. Nothing that was too common but one that would stand out. She would get to that tonight even if she had to pull another all nighter.

“About how long can you hold out before it gets to bad?” Assuming the agent had even attempted to keep track. She noted this recording the information if any had been supplied.

Adding a scent was a simple fix, adjusting the chemicals she produced or the serum itself would take considerably longer. “What I had in mind might make things a bit easier. You're inactive for the time being and visits to the base's councilor will not help much until we get this under control.

“What I have in mind is the simulator I developed for training exercises. When it is in use those will be the times you would be under the effects of the serum. All other times you would be in the simulation. It is very real and with some modifications it may help while we work on the problem. This is assuming a few things, whether you're on board for starters and if surrendering to the act actually relieves your situation at all. Crazy isn't it?”

Sending a science agent alone on numerous dangerous missions was beyond just being backwards. Alexandra's talents were best in a lab environment, not fighting for her life in a monster infested world or fleeing from slavers who wanted her collared.

"I don't know. Not long. It becomes bad immediately and only grows worse from there," Alexandra answered, "And it is not like I have a choice in this. I also have no clue what you mean by surrendering to the act. Instead of beating around the bush, just state what you want me to do. That is why I am here isn't it? Find a fix for me before sending me back out in the field?"

Even if Alexandra did not want to be experimented on, there was really no choice in the matter. It was either comply or suffer. They also were the ones providing the serum which she needed to remain coherent. Without that, she would no doubt just fondle herself and become hooked on her own addicting scent once more.

Alexandra crossed her arms under her breasts, taking a slow breath as she sat on the table. The simple acts brought more attention to her well endowed features. She had been trained so much to be as visually appealing as possible that such acts were second nature to the voluptuous agent.

She noticed the bounty of those breasts even before her arms lifted them and drew even more attention to them. Her eyes flicked to them taking her focus away from the agent's face for a quick second or two before she got herself.

It made her wonder even more about the decisions of the powers that be. Alex was probably better off in the R&D department so why was the agency pushing her to be a field agent? Prior experience at Shokushu being use to this? She did not hail from Earth and didn't have the same experiences.

Maybe there was more of a killer instinct there, more of a need for revenge. Maybe it was as a lure, her breasts alone would ensure she would draw attention and perhaps a bit of eye candy could help the ADD get a lead on slavers or coax slavers into trying something. Whatever the case she herself did not know.

“I think counseling isn't the issue. With the serum you know what's going on and until we get a hand on the causes counseling won't help. What I propose is setting you up in the simulator more or less. A few alterations and I think it would be a substitute.

“The serum will be adjusted as well as having a further look into braking your addiction but for the time I don't think we have much of a choice. We cannot brake the addiction until we get rid or alter your own ability to produce the chemical. Once we have worked on it and taken those steps then we can brake the addition.

“Other then just cold turkey, shacking you up and forcing you to go through a detox. We'll eventually have to get there but the difference between days and weeks could make the difference of giving you a reasonable chance or shattering your mind.

“As an alternative you could try to endure all this for however long it takes to make these alterations with only a few hours of clarity a day. I would also like to reduce the amount of the scent you are exposed during this time period. I cannot imagine how it must feel at reduced levels or how the experience works. When we had Goro incarcerated it had not been long enough to determine all the effects of the scent he produces. We've recovered agents that had been exposed to him but in no case had it been more than twice. You are the exception there.” She paused after listing a few options, none were good and she was still exposed by her own doing to the scent so it wasn't as if they got her clean and presented her with the option to use again but use until they could get her clean.

Both the serum and the aphrodisiac would cause problems she felt. She would have to see what the studies showed though she was pretty confident that switching one addiction for another wasn't good.

"Wonderful..." Alexandra replied, "Then pick an option and go with it. You are the one in power here, not me. This is outside my field of expertise and I should not be expected to make a choice because my commanding office refuses to do so."

The serum would keep the agent coherent for now. But, Alexandra would have to take another dose in about two hours or suffer the consequences. This passive means of giving orders was only wasting the Russian woman's precious time. She expected more than just some guesses. Even if it was wrong, a plan of action and direct commands would have at least given the illusion that the ADD knew what they were doing.

"Well, Sergeant?" Alexandra replied, "What are you going to do with me?"

It was true that even her meager rank was greater then that of the agent's. She was far more use to lab work and working with others, getting their opinions and so on. She closed her eyes, thought over the matter briefly then opened them again. “We will use the simulator. I'll make the necessary adjustments and when it is ready I will send someone for you. Dismissed.”

Work had to be done and Alex had been sent to endure the next hour or so. The serum didn't have much of a scent either, not unless it was brought real close to her nose. When an escort came for her she would be surprised to see that the smaller Adda scientist she had a hand of defecting had been the one that they sent … Quad was his name, wasn't it?

He was wearing a mask as a precaution so she could not quite see the expression of sympathy there if there was one. At least he would have seen other slaves in such a state. Remembering how her own chemicals could affect the Adda she would recall that they riled them up more rather then blissed out their minds triggering sexual aggression in them.

“Agent Losev, you have helped me and I will do my best to assist you. Come.” The science of the Adda wasn't too great as she recalled but he had to have been brought on board because he had some knowledge. It might have been hopeful that he had seen her withdrawals in others or even had to get particular addicted slaves to a modicum of recover to be resold if the Adda just didn't dispose of them.

Quad would escort her to a lab where there was a bank of computers and monitoring equipment. Luna had been her working on one of them and looked up from her task. “Just about ready, the scenarios are for training exercises so I have to amend them a bit.” A few key strokes and she was done.

“Someone will be monitoring you at all times from this room, any questions before we begin?”

If there were none she would be lead to a metal door that lead into a black room. Once the door behind her closed the light became a bright white. Once she could see again she could see a village in the near distance was a village that rested atop a hill. From behind she felt arms, strong but human, wrap about her waste and a set of lips pressed to her neck. The simulator seemed very real indeed. She was unable to tell that she was in a plain black room.

The agent said nothing as she took her leave. Her spirits had not improved. It seemed like the ADD had no known solution for the levels of exposure and addiction Alexandra went through. The only good news was the fact she still had the spare dose of serum and her current dose was still running through her system.

The wait was uneventful. In her condition, she had no duties and she could not reliably do much in her own room. Her scientific mind no longer had much interest in expanding her knowledge when such knowledge goes down the drain the moment she is captured. But, such inactivity was a blessing compared to suffering withdrawals.

When Alexandra answered the call at her door, her heart skipped a few beats when she saw an Adda. It was Quad but that did not matter much for Alexandra. Majority of her memories involving the Adda were endless rounds of sex on their thick scaled dicks. Seeing even a science Adda made the agent's insides quake and remind the woman how long since she had been satisfied.

The woman said nothing, following Quad to the lab where she would be put through various simulations. Luna said little about the simulation such as what Alexandra was to be doing during the whole process.

Alexandra entered the dark room only to find herself outside with a village off in the distance. She jumped in shock upon feeling arms around her and lips against her neck. "H-Hey!" Alexandra cried out in alarm, "What... What are you doing!?" She struggled, trying to pry the man's arms off of her.

At the start it did not seem that the simulator had a scenario. Logic dictated that it once had one yet had to have things like objectives removed and so on.

Right now that had not mattered. She still had a bit of the serum coursing through her veins. The hands upon her had been strong but as she exclaimed and pulled away they had not made any effort to detain her. When she turned she would see a young man about her age. From his attire he had to be from the village. His clothing did not have the feel of space age tech and seemed rather simple and costumed for the warmer weather.

Had she looked she would have noted that her attire was different too, simple but effective indicating that she was from the village as well if she did not just adopt their style of clothing to better blend in. The man wasn't bad looking either but seemed confused as she drew away.

“I thought I was about to kiss you,” he answered her. It seemed that he may have known her or had been programmed too. Beyond her his gaze shifted though he remained confused, maybe even more so now.

“Something is happening at the village!” If she looked she would see smoke rising to the sky. At their distance she was unable to hear any sounds, no screams or energy weapons being discharged. She figured such sound would carry. The village looked close enough to walk to on foot but far enough away not to hear anything unless there had been some sort of glitch. The man was now staring at the plum of smoke almost as if he had never seen it before or had been caught up in deciphering what should be done about it.

The man was not the only one confused. What was the point of starting a simulation like this? The lack of direction and goals was not helping the agent in any form.

Alexandra looked at the plumes of smoke. Was the village under attack? Was that important for the simulation? Alexandra had no background to go off of. She was dressed to match the setting she guessed but that did not really help clear things up.

Seeing this was the only event occurring, the woman assumed she was supposed to go towards the village. If she was in fact part of the village, her home and belongings would be here. If this technology was used for training, she hoped that trainees were given more direction than this. Then again, it would not surprise her if that was not the case.

Alexandra would hurry as quickly as her dress would allow. She had no real clue what she would do if there was an attack. It was not like she had any weapons or anything. This lack of guidance was starting to piss her off quite frankly.

It had been an abrupt introduction into the scenario, almost as if a huge chunk had been removed from the start. She was not dressed as an agent and thus whatever scenario she supposed for trainees had been skipped almost as if objectives did not matter or there was suppose to be none. Yet there was the smoke.

With nothing to go on she went towards the village. She was followed by that man and as she got closer sounds hit her ears, faint at first but she heard the crackling of fire and people moving about in a hurry. From what she could see the village had been in the path of destruction. Several small fires burned on carts, stalls and buildings.

Fruit littered the ground from an over turned cart. Voices could be heard, it was impossible to distinguish what was being said though the voice seemed to carry an air of authority, someone directing others or bestowing orders.

Soon she would see the bodies of a few young men. Judging from the scorch marks against the cloth she did not need to inspect the torso to understand that some sort of energy weapon had been discharged against them. They had been armed too, weapons were near them on the ground indicating that whoever killed them did not have the time to gather up their weapons or the inclination to do so.

There weapons were strange energy lances. Not too accurate, definitely not current either but they functioned similar to blaster rifles with the added benefit of doubling as crude spears in a pinch. The range wasn't the best either, better then a standard blaster pistol but not by much.

“An attack? Slavers?” The man stated the obvious as he took up a lance. The voice giving the commands was close but not terribly so by her best guess. The man with her seemed to consider. He glanced further into the village, the sound of an energy bolt being discharged made him quick to reach a conclusion.

“We should go, hide out in the hills. We wouldn't be able to do much here.”