Bio-Chemical Enhancement 101 (Deviant Desires & XXXMana)

[Deviant Desires]

'It doesn't hurt them' she told herself as she walked down the concrete steps into the basement. 'Most of them seem to enjoy their new bodies.'

This was how Dr Amelia Percival tried to justify the corporations' work to herself as she prepared for another session with her batch of experiments. Once the company had unlocked the gene sequence of their subjects it had been a surprisingly simple task to begin manipulating them, rewriting their natural genetic structure with a series of chemical instructions. This had been Amy's field, what she had studied hard through medical school for. Her experience in tampering with animal DNA had ensured her place at the corporation, virtually headhunted from where she had been in a run down lab several miles away.

Now however her future was assured. Once the company decided on how to use their new discoveries, she would be at the forefront of the research, enabling them to provide custom enhancements for whatever their wealthy clients wished to pay. For now though, their bodies were her playground as she enhanced their attributes, sculpted their bodies and even grew new parts for them. She loved to see what they had changed into overnight, some of their new forms exciting and provocative. She could not however shake the nagging doubt that some of them wished to be free, no longer content to donate their still living bodies to science.

She tried not to think about it, concentrating instead on her thoughts of obtaining a few samples for herself once she was happy that they were stable. She always felt too short at 5'6" and despite her experiments with hair dye, she would have loved to have a better natural colour than the mousy brown that she was. She adjusted her lab coat and stopped in front of her favourite lab rat, the tall, statuesque woman known to them as Subject 69. Well, they called her a woman still, that was certainly what her chromosomes dictated but some of the experiments they had performed had left her somewhat... endowed, some would say excessively. She stood in front of the clear glass door that led to the subject's cell and smiled.

"Good morning Subject 69," she chimed. "Sleep well?"

 

[XXXMana]

Subject 69 had even taken to calling herself by that number. She liked it. It was better than her real name. Everything about her was better than she had once been. It was only right that she changed her name to suit her new identity. However as her new identity was still evolving, 69 would suit just fine. She was observing herself in the mirror when Doctor Amalia made her entrance and spoke up. Observing her deep crimson skin and pitch black hair. She was strong too, excellent muscle tone, six full feet tall, but with curves and impressive DD cup breasts.

"I always sleep well." 69 turned to the scientist. "Because I'm always dreaming of you." She liked to play with Dr. Amalia. It was clear that the woman's interest in this research held a bit of personal gain for her. It was made obvious by the tiny jealous peaks, the overly-sincere interest in the possibility, rather than the morality. So she teased. They couldn't wear clothes, as the organisation wanted detailed visuals of all mutagenic progress. So she made her way to the clear glass door and pressed gently up against it. "I just can't wait to use this marvelous figure you've given me." She winked playfully. "I guarantee you will enjoy it!"

In truth it was all a game. Her enhancements went further than her captors realized. She was smarter now, smarter than she'd ever imagined. Smarter even than the people holding her. She actually understood all the equations they wrote, which had once been gibberish to her. She understood how this laboratory worked. Dozens of modular cells that could be swapped with each other, maneuvered to allow mixing of occupants if necessary. Each had a contained ventilation system, to pump in gas or mutagenic chemicals. She understood how it worked, and her plan for its sudden and disastrous failure was already in play. For the moment she was just going to enjoy the scenery.

"Miss Percival?" Melina Dawkers, a scientific aid and temporary addition to Dr. Amelia's team entered the lab. She held out a clip-board to her boss, waving her over. "We have an order from brass. Got a few changes to policy for you to review? Just press your thumb and it will upload to the Lab's AI server." Melina was a catch, more attractive in the conventional sense than Amelia. Bigger bust, wider hips, long black hair, big green eyes. But she lacked the charm. Still, she was very nice to look at, and far to easy to manipulate. That was for sure as Melina caught 69's gaze and gave the briefest of nods. Yes. Everything was coming along nicely.

 

[Deviant Desires]

Amy was about to comment on the exchange in glances between her assistant and the subject but something else had irked her instead.

"That's 'doctor' Percival," she stated, a frown momentarily appearing on her forehead. She took the pad from the young woman and pressed her thumb onto it, giving approval for the change in procedures. Was there a hint of jealousy to her biting remark? It was hard to tell, her stern countenance not giving much indication of her mood. She turned her attention back to Subject 69.

"You do flatter me Subject 69," she said, regarding the fine specimen behind the safety glass. "Although I do wonder if that is you speaking or the chemicals we have been pumping into you. How are the latest adjustments to your form taking hold? No discomfort I hope?"

She did her best to remain professional in the face of such a large and shockingly attractive subject. Although she may not have approved of all the changes that the corporation had request they made, she couldn't help but being taken aback at just how large and girthy certain parts of Subject 69's anatomy had become.