We were both tired when we got home. Prof. Antonio went straight to the bathroom and actually took a bath, then went to his room without saying a word.
He did not talk much on the way home either. I think perhaps, he feels awkward, after showing such a vulnerable part of himself to me.
I, on the other hand, couldn't sleep that night, so I went to the laboratory instead to tinker on some things I wanted to experiment upon, but first, I need to extract some of my pheromones since our supply is running low.
An omega's pheromones are primarily secreted from their skin, and are concentrated at the nape area, the armpit area, and the groin area. The most secretions are released from the anal glands when the omega is in heat, and second, from the glands located behind each ear.
Since I am currently on my second day of estrus, I can freely extract my pheromones from my anal glands as a dominant omega. I can easily control its flow to get as much pheromones as I need.
Way back when omegas were first discovered, omega pheromones were extracted by sedating the subject and prying their anal cavity open with a metal clamp called a speculum to extract the pheromones from their anal sacks with a syringe.
Being a dominant omega such as myself, the process had been made less tedious, and as some doctors would have pointed out, more humane.
I took a sterilized flask from the professor's work station and took my pants off, then, squatting on the floor, I placed the flask on a basin and positioned it between my legs to let the liquid pheromones trickle slowly into the container.
I was almost finished when the door opened and Prof. Antonio entered the room. It was a good thing that I had my back to him with my lab gown on.
"What the fuck are you doing?!" he shouted in alarm upon seeing me.
"Prof. Antonio, I thought you went straight to bed?"
"Is that why you decided to shit on my perfectly clean lab floor?!"
"I was doing no such thing." I stood up, pulled my pants up, and picked up the flask before facing him. "I was collecting some pheromones."
"Haah?"
He stared at the thick yellowish fluid in the flask. There was about 60 milliliters worth inside it.
"Y-you mean... you just pee your pheromones out?!"
"How vulgar," I frowned at him. "Do you not know that dominant omegas can make their pheromones flow out of their anal sacks at will?"
"No... my DOME had never done such a thing before... so... is it just like a cat marking his territory? Squirt! Squirt!?"
I chose to ignore his question.
"Then how did you extract his pheromones before?" I asked instead.
He was hesitant when he replied.
"We use a speculum to open his anal canal..." he looked troubled as he recounted this, "then we scrape off the pheromones from his anal sacks..."
"You don't use a syringe?" I asked him. "It is much faster."
"Of course not! That would leave unnecessary scarring on his anal sacks that might lead to infection!"
"But that is the standard way of extracting pheromones from omegas."
"And that's why several omegas got complications and even died back in the past!" he said, angrily. "Would you have wanted to be treated that way?"
"No," I answered, "because I can control my pheromones freely."
"And what if you can't? What if you're just another omega sent by their relatives to some bogus institution and get treated like an animal? Would you be fine with that, then?"
"Of course not," I replied. "That is why we need to advance medical science, so that the future generation would no longer experience such crude conditions."
He paused, staring at me.
"Hmph. At least you understand!" He looked at the flask, finally relaxing. "I have to admit, this is very practical... it used to take us hours just to get an ounce of pheromone..."
"And as promised, I shall give them to you for free."
I handed him the flask, but he stepped away from it.
"Get it sterilized first. Also, I still have some in stock."
"Actually, I noticed that your stock is running low, that is why I decided to use some of my own."
"Umm..." he looked at a corner of the room, "Actually..."
He walked to said corner where a shelf was stacked full of research paper in thick folders.
"Are your men in the house?" he suspiciously asked with a frown.
"My men?" I tilted my head. "They are not allowed inside the property, unless during an emergency, and even if they are, they wouldn't be able to hear anything from outside this padded room."
"Hmph. You sure?" his frown deepened. "I'm about to show you something that you could never, ever, show anyone else. Not a soul. You get me?"
"Yes, professor."
"I'm only showing this to you. Got it? Even Bebe Meme doesn't know about this!"
"Okay, professor."
"You could never tell anyone about this. Promise?"
"Yes."
He turned to face the shelf once more, took a deep breath, then pushed it twice at one corner. There was a soft click, and slowly, the shelf opened towards us. There is a steel reinforced door behind it with an alpha-numerical pad and retinal scanner installed to a panel.
"Turned around!" he told me.
I did just that, and after hearing a series of soft beeps, was tapped on the shoulder by the professor.
"Come in."
There was a small UV disinfection room inside, where we changed into scrub suits before entering an inner chamber.
It was a narrow room with three deep freezer units aligning the wall, containing blood samples, muscle tissues, different pheromones, and other specimens. A separate freezer was at the far end which contained specimens from a particular subject called `DOME'.
He went to that freezer and took out a test tube full of concentrated dominant omega pheromones. I couldn't help but stare at the rows or test tubes left at deep freeze, waiting to be used for the next experiment.
"How were you able to extract these many?" I asked him.
"About 6 years ago... the very first dominant omega was discovered in the Philippines," he told me. "They treated him like a guinea pig, and planed to use him as a human weapon in the military. I couldn't take that... particularly since I saw my brother in him... so I treated him like a brother and did everything to make his life even a little bit better."
"Where is he now?"
"In the US," he replied. "This is the fruit of five years of experimentation," he motioned at the fridge. "Extraction pheromones twice a week... freezing his eggs and sperm, hoping to create another dominant omega like him... and due to the limited data on dominant omegas that only I have access to, I am now tied to Universal Labs until the day I die."
"Is this why you refused to go back with me to UACME?" I asked him.
"In a way," he replied, "didn't I tell you? I can't just leave my family behind."
"Your family..."
"They said it themselves. No matter how good of a lawyer my bastard brother-in-law is, it would only take one accident to wipe out his whole family."