Looking over to May, you see a beautiful young woman. Sexy as hell, your thoughts jar to a stop, as you realise in a few moments you'll be wearing that body, and vice versa.
She finds the one button inside the pod and pushes it. Her door slides across sealing her in. Checking the computer over, you set it for a straight swap. The other options will take further research. Briefly, you consider transfering your consciousness into her body. Leaving her original personality in, as a suppressed passenger.
A quick look to Bruno, and his boss, assuring you that tricks wouldn't be appreciated. But, it's a reminder of how dangerous this situation is... Of how treacherous Thomas is. This is essentially blackmail, the offer may be sincere, but it's under threat.
You set the machine up, eventually, you sense his impatience, as you check and recheck the settings. Your nerves higher than ever before, since this is for yourself. The experiments always worked, but now it's your turn, you feel your confidence ebbing away.
"Well!" Thomas snaps.
"I'm ready." you answer, startled into the truth. As you wanted to make an excuse to delay this.
A gesture from Thomas sends Bruno lumbering towards you. Just walking, but his sheer bulk is intimidation enough.
"Okay... okay..." you squeal, getting into the vacant pod. It's never felt more like a tiny cell, or a coffin ever before. Settling down, you squirm to get comfortable. But, Bruno isn't waiting, as he reaches inside finding the button May pressed. You want to leap out, as the hydraulics hiss. Bruno's bulk blocks your escape, and you passively sit there until the door seals you in.
The sounds of the lab are more muted. The strength of the pods far greater than anything you could break free. The doors are transparent, but the material more like diamond than glass for it's durability and impenetrability.
A softer hiss reaches your ears, as the nanites are released. Your shallow panting stops, as you fight your panic. You don't want to be forced into this change. The rational part of your mind is fascinated, knowing holding your breath will have no delaying effect. The nanites will enter your cell directly, penetrate every part of your body.
The science is solid and reliable, you keep assuring yourself. But, you've never experienced it. You couldn't quiz the lab animals on how it felt. Just observe their altered behaviour to be sure they'd swapped. Now, however, it was your turn. There was a dizziness, and disorientation. You're glad to be sitting, unsure how steady you'd be otherwise. The unsteadiness takes a different focus, as your vision starts to blur. The moment passes quickly, as you get double vision. Blinking is something you do, and something that is done.
It registers that you've got two different views of the lab, and the curious Thomas beyond the door. This is it working, you're seeing things from May's perspective. Your views of Thomas, as he glances from pod to pod. His gaze simulataneously flicking from and to you.
Nausea grips you, as your mind races, an unfamiliar fear, you take a moment to recognise as May's inexperience flashes across your mind. Then, you feel alien sensations, the double vision easing. The sound of the machinery powering down, as the experiment winds up.
Taking a few experimental deep, calming breaths, you realise it's worked! You're now in May's body, it's your thighs that feel the tight hem of the skirt, and the silky underwear. The constriction at your chest makes you panic, as thoughts of a heart attack race to the forefront. But, a hand coming to your chest discovers the bra, and the bust beneath. A smile of relief flickering across your face.
You nod to Thomas that the change is complete, that you're in his secretary's body. Reaching for the button, you pause as you take in the painted nails. Your hands much slimmer and more feminine. A smirk playing over your features, naturally. She looked very feminine.
Getting out, you look up to Bruno, even more intimidating he looms over you. A thrill in the pit of your stomach, as your heart races. He could do... all sorts of things to this vulnerable body.
Hell, even Thomas is intimidating now. He probably weighs twice what you do now, and he stands a head taller. Taking in the changes, you can only see a weak body, scrawny arms that lack any strength, and a bust that feels far too full now.
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