“Say ‘ah’.”
 
“Bleh!”
 
“Close enough.”
 
As Dr. Angela Ziegler, otherwise known as the Overwatch Heroine ‘Mercy’, shines her flashlight down the red monster’s throat and then into his nostrils and both of his floppy ears for good measure, Tracer stands off to the side, shifting back in forth with a nervous energy that makes it seem like she has to go to the bathroom.
 
Huffing as she performs the checkup, Angela looks back at Lena dryly.
 
“So, let’s see if I have this straight. You and your girlfriend were out on a nice date when you found yourselves accosted by some thugs. However, before things could get messy, a portal opened up and disgorged this… specimen, who landed on top of said thugs and sent them fleeing in response.”
 
Biting her lower lip, Lena nods slowly.
 
“And then, rather than contacting me or anyone else at Overwatch immediately, you and your girlfriend brought this… creature back to your apartment where you… engaged in sexual activities with it.”
 
Lena cringes at that, averting her gaze in embarrassment. Which is probably why she misses the light blush on Angela’s cheeks as the blonde doctor breathes in more and more of Boko’s breath while bent over to inspect him.
 
“Ahem, well… it seemed like a good idea at the time? And besides doc, it’s not like portal technology is anything special! I just figured he was from some sort of exotic locale, ya know? It’s only when I went searching for any hide or hair of him in the Overwatch database that I realized no one had ever seen anything like him on the whole of Planet Earth before…”
 
Angela hums and nods at that, eyes trailing down from Boko’s face to his crotch, where the pants he’s wearing honestly aren’t doing a great job of containing his erection. She bites her lower lip and tries not to get distracted… but it’s not easy. It’s been a while for Mercy, admittedly. Her work hasn’t allowed her to seek out partners too often, she’s just too busy.
 
But that hasn’t been an issue, because she hasn’t felt the itch in all this time anyways. Until now.
 
Anyways, Tracer’s concern is fair enough, all things considered. Overwatch’s databases are the best the world over. It’s the largest, most comprehensive source of information that has ever been gathered in all of Earth’s history. If this creature isn’t located in the Overwatch Database, then he’s probably not located anywhere.
 
That should be priority number one. They should definitely investigate that immediately. It meant this creature was either a recent hidden experiment that even Overwatch hadn’t been aware of… or perhaps extraterrestrial in origin. And as amazing and advanced as the world had become in the past fifty or so years, aliens would still be a pretty fucking huge leap forward.
 
Yes, figuring out where the creature came from was definitely the most important thing, and precisely where they should start…
 
“… Was he any good?”
 
Lena jolts at her sudden question, face aflame as she looks at Angela with wide eyes.
 
“Um… what?”
 
“The creature. Was he any good in… bed?”
 
Angela is bright red as well at this point, but nevertheless presses on for answers. Blinking rapidly, Lena bites her lower lip.
 
“… In bed and a variety of other places too, yes. And… his name is Boko, doc.”
 
Boko. Right, Lena had mentioned that before. Angela lets out a soft sigh and shakes her head, seemingly to clear it. Seemingly, anyways.
 
“Well then… I’m going to have to extract a semen sample for analysis. Would you care to assist?”
 
Lena gawks, but when Angela drops down to her knees in front of the sitting red creature, the short-haired brunette is quick to join her.
 
“Is that… your professional opinion on what our next best step is, doc?”
 
Already in the process of extracting Boko’s cock from the confines of his ill-fitted pants, Angela glances over at Lena and slowly nods.
 
“Yes. My professional opinion. Exactly.”
 
Both of their faces are nearly as red as the massive, inhuman cock that is soon rising to attention in front of them.
 
“Gwah!”
 
As Boko ‘speaks’, Lena lays a reassuring gloved hand on his shaft, smiling up at him as she strokes it up and down.
 
“Don’t worry, Boko. We’re just going to make you feel good. Really good. Just sit back and enjoy~”
 
With Lena taking care of the bedside manners, so to speak, Angela doesn’t waste time spouting her own useless drivel. Instead, she leans forward and captures the bulbous tip of Boko’s cock between her lips. Lena squawks, but if she didn’t want Angela to take advantage of the opening, then she shouldn’t have all but presented his dick to the blonde for the taking. Seriously, she all but aimed it right at Angela’s open mouth!
 
Regardless, the good doctor doesn’t hesitate to go all the way, bobbing up and down Boko’s cock swiftly, her lips stretching wide and her tongue swirling around his glans whenever she pulls back. She takes him deeper and deeper, until he’s hitting the back of her throat and she’s gagging on every thrust.
 
“Hulghk! Glughk! Gagkh!”
 
Not that Angela lets that stop her from going even further, and deep-throating Boko’s member with all the skill of her years. Eyes fluttering, she begins to swallow continuously, repressing her gag reflex and silencing her choking noises as she quickly finds a rhythm that lets her take Boko all the way to the base.
 
Of course, first Lena has to get her hands off of his shaft before she can do that, but once Angela’s lips begin crashing against Lena’s grasping fingers in no time at all, the brunette is quick to pull away.
 
“Good lord, doc…”
 
Lena watches for a moment as Angela bobs up and down on Boko’s dick like there’s no tomorrow, throating his entire length again and again. She draws the line however, when Angela reaches down under his shaft to grab his impressively sized gonads and begin massaging them.
 
“Oh no you don’t! Leave something for me to do, sheesh!”
 
With that, Lena pries Angela’s hand off of Boko’s balls and drops down there to take matters into her own hands… or rather, into her own mouth. As Angela continues to deep throat the red creature’s huge throbbing mast without fail and with an experience that would put most women to shame, Lena slobbers and slurps at Boko’s balls instead, gobbling them up and sucking at them one after the other since they’re too big for her to take into her mouth at the same time.
 
This… debauchery continues for some time, Angela’s office filling with lewd sucking and slurping noises, and once in a while the sound of the strange creature known only as ‘Boko’ clearly enjoying himself immensely. Until finally, he lets out a particularly vehement groan, and Angela and Lena both feel his cock and balls respectively twitching and pulsing and churning.
 
“Bwah!”
 
With that, Boko tips over the edge and Angela finds herself struck by a deluge of his seed. She swallows what she can, automatically guzzling down his load, but even then… it’s a lot for one woman to handle, regardless of her level of experience.
 
Fortunately, Angela isn’t working alone. Forced back off of Boko’s cock by the sheer volume of seed coming out of his balls, the blonde doc rocks back on her heels as she’s hit with some sticky ropes of jizz, while at the same time Lena comes up and takes over, swallowing her fair share of cum as well.
 
When all is said and done, they’re both a little messy, covered in Boko’s semen, but with most of it in their respective bellies. Only then does Lena pause and look to Angela with a blush.
 
"Uh, doc... weren’t we supposed to take a sample? I mean, I know there’s lots left ON us… but I think it’d be contaminated at this point, yeah.”
 
Angela blinks at that before blushing as well.
 
“Ahem… yes, quite. It seems I got a little carried away.”
 
“Gweh?”
 
“Yes… we’ll have to extract another sample, and this time do it right. Although, I’m already forming a set of preliminary findings, just based off of this initial encounter. Still…”
 
Lena can only watch on blankly as Angela rises to her feet and shucks off her lab coat. Then, without missing a beat, she reaches under her skirt and pulls her panties down her legs before tossing them aside. Climbing up onto the examination bench where Boko is already sitting, Angela hikes up her skirt and spreads her legs. Then, as if that wasn’t invitation enough, she uses her fingers to spread her pussy lips apart as well, splaying them for Boko’s big bulbous eyes to see.
 
“Here, Boko. You may insert your throbbing mast here.”
 
“Gwah!”
 
The red creature, whatever the hell he is, doesn’t need to be told twice. With an enthusiasm only matched by Angela’s own arousal, Boko leaps to his feet on the examination table, and is quickly in place between Angela’s thighs, thrusting his huge fat cock right into her waiting, gushing wet pussy.
 
A lewd cry leaves Angela’s lips as her legs immediately curl around Boko’s back and her arms wrap around his thick, leathery neck. Her high heels lock together behind him, even as he sets a rather rapid pace right off the bat.
 
“A-Ah! Fuck… nnngh!”
 
Angela tries to contain her voice, but it’s a constant struggle as the good doctor is railed right then and there. Meanwhile, a suspiciously blank faced Lena slowly rises from her kneeling position on the floor as well. Watching this transpire, watching as Angela gets the dicking of a lifetime, Lena hums to herself.
 
Plap! Plap! Plap!
 
“Doctor…”
 
Moving to Angela’s side as Boko keeps pounding her horny, needy pussy, Lena looks down at the blonde’s pleasured face.
 
“Wha- what is i-it?”
 
“I’m beginning to think that there’s nothing scientific or professional about any of this, doc. I’m beginning to think you just want an excuse to get fucked by Boko… in spite of just getting on me a little while ago for fucking Boko with Emily.”
 
Angela sputters at the unexpected accusation, her eyes wide and giving away her guilt even as she tries to defend herself.
 
“I-I don’t know w-what you’re talking about! That is that and t-this is this! We’re in a highly s-secure Overwatch F-Facility, for one thing! And I’m only letting him do this to me because we need the semen sample! N-Not because I want it or anything!”
 
Lena’s blank face makes it clear she’s not buying it. Not even for a second. Finally, still looking into Angela’s eyes, Lena leans over and stage-whispers into one of Boko’s big floppy ears.
 
“Don’t hold back, Boko. This horny slut of a doc is in desperate need of correction, so give it to her as hard and as fast as you want. Besides, she’s got healing tech… she can take it.”
 
Angela’s eyes widen even further, and she opens her mouth to say something, maybe to protest Lena’s words. However, she never gets the chance. Boko the Bokoblin is about as far from a malicious entity as you can get. At the end of the day, he is a simple, good-natured creature.
 
… But he’s also the kind of entity who takes things told to him at face value, especially when he’s already been told to get between a woman’s legs and give it to her long and hard by that woman herself.
 
And so, before Angela can countermand Lena’s orders, if she even would have in the first place, Boko does as he’s told and goes to town on the beautiful blonde doctor.
 
PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP! PLAP!
 
“Oh Goooooood~”
 
Angela tosses her head back, narrowly avoiding braining herself on the examination table as her eyes roll up in her skull, her tongue sticking straight out of her mouth. Boko responds by leaning forward and wrapping his own huge, long tongue around hers in a sloppy tongue-kiss while he continues fucking her harder and faster than she’s ever been fucked before.
 
Lena just watches on, a mixture of extremely aroused, deeply satisfied… and maybe a little guilty. But only a little. And the more explosive orgasms that she watches Angela have on Boko’s cock, the less guilty she feels as that sensation is replaced by sheer envy and jealousy instead.
 
By the time Boko finally cums deep inside of Angela, filling her womb to the brim, Lena is downright pouting, and even has her arms crossed over her chest. Well, half-crossed over her chest, with one hand down her pants and fingering away at her cunt as she watches.
 
It’s not until Boko pulls out and leaves Angela a leaking mess that both women freeze up and look at one another, realizing once again that neither of them actually managed to get an uncontaminated semen sample into a specimen jar.
 
For a second, Lena thinks Angela is going to blame it all on her… but then the blonde just sighs and looks away, blushing furiously.
 
“A-Ahem… well, I can at least give some preliminary analysis. I suppose. Based on what I’ve felt so far… I would say that Boko’s seed has healing properties.”
 
Lena blinks at that.
 
“H-Huh?”
 
“I’m fairly certain I’m missing a few wrinkles and you… you haven’t experienced a chronal anomaly this entire time we’ve been together, Tracer.”
 
Eyes widening, Lena realizes that Angela is right.
 
“What… what does this mean?”
 
“I’m not sure yet. I’ll need to run more tests… and eventually get an uncontaminated sample for said tests. But we’ll get to the bottom of this and figure out where Boko came from. Everything will work out, you’ll see.”
 
Lena relaxes at the good doctor’s encouraging words and smiles, nodding. Yeah, everything would work out. Boko was small potatoes anyways. It’s not like Talon was going to catch wind of him and decide to kidnap him or something.
 
That would be ridiculous.