Ch 1 - Fiery Voluptuous Redhead

"You are such a dick!" the voluptuous redhead yells at Vieregg. She is waving her arms to emphasize what she is saying. It causes her breasts to wobble around. It is hard to not notice because her breasts are unusually large. Her turquoise shirt with deep cleavage is struggling to keep her boobs from spilling out.

Povel Vieregg is mesmerized by those big juicy tits which just seem to be living a life of their own. In his peripheral vision, he can see her arms moving and her mouth opening and closing. He cannot really hear what she is saying anymore. Her breasts are wobbling and jumping around. Those soft mounds of flesh are calling for him.

Vieregg starts dreaming of being in bed with Idun Amalie Wang. He loves her name.

Idun.

It is a bit odd, but it is the name of the goddess of fertility, sexuality, and eroticism. How fitting Vieregg thinks. And then there is Amalie. Always such a classic name.

In his mind, he is lying in bed naked with Idun, spooning her. His arms reach behind and grab hold of those big, plump soft breasts. Fondles and squeeze them.

He is suddenly jerked back to reality. "Are you hearing any fucking words I am telling you!" she yells.

Ugh, she has quite a temper. Not very goddess Idun like. That seems more like Thor, the thunder god. Oh, there flies a vase across the room. Bam, crash, scatter. She has a very forceful throw. That vase hit the wall very hard. Red hair just like the thunder God Thor. Somehow he could see Idun riding through the clouds swinging Mjolnir, Thor's hammer, cracking thunder and lightening.

"Of course," Vieregg lies. "You are not very happy with your employment situation, here at Vieregg Industries."

She had a point. Idun Amalie Wang had been hired by him about two months ago as a mechanical engineer. He could still remember it as if it were yesterday.

When she walked into his office, it was as if the air went out. Wide hips swaying side to side, large breasts wobbling. Red hair framing an adorable face with dark green eyes. It knocked the air out of him. He had always had problems dealing with pretty women, but Idun was like nothing he had seen before. He remembers how it made him fumble with the little sterling engine model he was working on at his desk. One of the cylinders fell out of his hand. He clumsily tried to grab it to prevent it from rolling off the table and down on the floor.

She caught it without skipping a beat. Crazy reflexes. She bent over to catch it allowing him to look straight into her cleavage. Right there was heaven. Had he ever seen so much boobage on a woman before? No, Idun was something else. Like from another planet. Except that other planet was called Imperial Norway.

Norway had been where he had been born, but he left when he was only four years old. Thus, he remembers very little of it. Instead, he had grown up across the border in Gothenburg, Sweden. It was here where the headquarters of Vieregg Industries were located.

Of course, he had heard Norwegian women were like this. They said it was from genetic experiments the Novi Soviets had carried out on the Norwegian population starting back in 2026. Since hiring Idun, he had read up about this. It said there was a gene therapy cocktail called VIR-DOLL comprised to two retrovirus DOLL-3 and VIR-X9.