This choice: She arrives at the lab- reserved • Go Back...Chapter #7She arrives at the lab by: han216   Lacy arrived at the lab at 4:20. She had speed the whole time and drove through a red light, but she knew that she needed all the time she could get to analyze what was happening to her.
The drive was the easy part, now came the hard. She got out of her car notes in hand and walked to the front door. There stood Brian a veteran security guard of over 20 years. Lacy had always been able to make all men more agreeable, Brian was the exception. Brian toke his job to the extreme, and on the occasions Lacy tried to enter the building after hours he not only resisted any seducing, he escorted her off the premises. Heck once right after leaving the building she realized she forgot her keys, he forced her to catch a ride from a coworker.
"What do you think you're doing her", Brian said. "Look I know its ridiculously late and I'm not supposed to be here, but I need in the building now, it's extremely important". Brian then stood in her path. "Nobody gets in on my watch before 8:30am", Brian said as he began escorting her back to her car. Lacy began to panic, the longer she waited the worse her condition could become. She pleaded the whole way. Right as she was putting the key in her car door something weird happened, Brian shock his head a little and suddenly stopped her. "You know what, just this once, I'll make an exception". Lacy couldn't believe what she just heard, he walked her back to the lab and opened the door. Lacy would normal questioned such an oddity, but right now she took the first lucky break she'd caught in days without a second thought.
Lacy went into the main part of the lab and began to work as quick as possible, it was roughly 4:35. The equipment in the room had everything she needed to run the tests she had planned. First she took a blood sample for her to analyze her hormonal content, next a sample for the DNA sequencer to analyze, and finally she pulled up the analysis of the #287 formula kept in the computers record. She hoped to one determine any abnormalities in her hormones, compare her DNA now to the sample on record, and finally see if the show any aspect of the formula. She also did a basic radiation scan with the machine used 2 days ago as the other processes would take some time. Still no radiation. While Lacy could do a basic scan with the machine anything else was beyond her expertise, Alan was the Radiobiologist not her. After 2 hours she was finally able to see some results. First thing that came in was her hormone levels, she saw actually very little wrong other then a slightly higher amount of estrogen. Next came the DNA analysis, this was more troubling, her DNA did not match her file on record. DNA is composed of sequences of nucleic acids. Adenine, cytosine, guanine, and thymine, where G connects to C and A to T. Lacy's DNA now had a new a Acid one the computer couldn't Identify and that connected to any of the other acids. She dubbed it Lacyine, as her matching of the formula to her new DNA showed this reaction could only occur when paired with her DNA and the formula mixing.This coupled with another find scared Lacy more than she thought possible she now had 24 pairs of chromosomes. "I'm not human anymore", Lacy said looking down at herself. She still felt human, her body responded to stimulus in every way a human body would. "Well Except", Lacy exclaimed.
Lacy reached toward her crotch just stopping before touching herself. She looked back at her equipment realizing what she had to do now. She had a hypothesis that the formula had changed her body to grow from pleasure, but she knew that a hypothesis is no good if its not tested. Lacy prepared the machine that she used to check her hormonal levels to be able to monitor her throughout the act.
Lacy hated the idea of her body becoming even more ridicules, but if she didn't do it she wouldn't be able to grasp the full situation. Lacy toke off her clothes and began working her pussy. She pushed on for several minutes before reaching her first climax. Lacy had meant to stop there, but the hornier side of her brain told what more would couple orgasms hurt. She finally stopped herself after 25 minutes. "Damn it", she cursed at herself. She went to the restroom to take note of the damage she had done to herself.
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but without clothes and obviously light blue colored eyes
Lacy noticed three things.
1. Her hair was almost completely black now.
2. Her lips were larger and more pinkish.
3. Her boobs were perkier and the slight back pain she used to have was gone.
Lacy walked back to the lab and began to redress. "Well at least I can still fit in the clothes I came in". Lacy began writing down her observations, before going through the hormonal data from her masturbation session. The data was something she'd never seen before, her estrogen levels spiked to unheard of levels. Another observation she found and one that sadly confirmed her hypothesis was that her body began to produce a new chemical. Much in the way a human body produces Adrenaline, Lacy's body began producing something near identical to Formula #287. "I guess Formula #288 would be a fitting name". Her 24th chromosome was responsible for not only manufacturing this chemical, it also sent it all through her body in such a way as to balance her out evenly across her body.
Lacy felt like she would throw up at any second. Now she wasn't just a person to sexy to be taken seriously, now she was a walking cocktail manufacturer of sexiness.
Lacy was about in tears when she heard a voice. Peaking at the clock she realized it was a little passed 8:30. "Fuck I'm out of time"! Lacy got up from her chair and began to run for the backdoor.   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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