Justin came back to the lab a little later that evening. Call it a little egotistical endeavor, but he quite enjoyed watching the fruit of his labor go at it during training. To say this was fueling a god-complex would be a gross understatement.
"I should advise the coach to provide the girls with larger clothing, they won't believe the *shrinking in the wash* facade for long." He said to himself. "I really am fucking amazing at what I do..."
"Indeed, you fucking are."
Justin nearly jumped in surprise. Ms. Fontaine was standing over at the desk holding one of the blue vials, smirking with enjoyment as she watches Justin frantically try to make sense of the situation.
"Uhm, wha... what are you doing here still, Ms. Aren't you supposed to be home." Justin suggested.
"Well, usually I would be, but not tonight." Ms. Fontaine said, teasing Justin as if she's a teenager again. As she slowly started undoing the cap on the vial, she watched his gaze get more worried. "But tonight I'm just trying to, you know, relate to the youth of today."
The meaning of that sentence quickly clicked in Justin's head. "Wait, you don't mean that you want to..."
"What, are you surprised? Did you expect me to provide you with unwilling test subjects, for a potentially dangerous supplement, realize it actually worked wonders, and not want at least a little taste?" She said as she took a sniff of the serum.
"But, Madam... it wasn't meant for, consumption outside of testing." Justin said, desperately trying to stop the inevitable.
"Well, last time I checked, I'm the reason you get to be the future Nobel Prize winner." She said as she stuck her finger into the vial.
"So, fucking sue me." she said, sticking her serum covered finger in her mouth.
The effects were shown immediately. Ms. Fontaine doubled over from the sensation, mixing pleasure and stress. Justin was panicking, but mentally he was making notes. The serum had never been consumed orally before, and the effects seem to be far more rapid than external exposure. In any other situation, this would be really fucking hot, but panic overrode his primal urges.
Ms. Fontaine stood upright again to observe the transformation. She could see the fat shrink away around her abdominal, turning her already toned look into a full on six-pack. Her arms were fairing just as well, swelling from a regular size to the size most of the girls were showing already. Only this time it didn't take a few days, but mere seconds for the transformation to occur. Her thighs were getting thicker, as her legs were extending. She felt a little off balance for the first few seconds, but it seemed that mental preparation assisted her in adjusting far more rapidly. As she felt the energy die down, she observed the reflection of a closed window.
"Hmm, guess this little thing didn't shrink down my tits, sweet."
Justin was frozen in place. He wasn't allowed to observe the actual transformation in the showers, so this was his first actual exposure to his creation. The coach he was collaborating with has turned into a damn near amazonian in front of his eyes in less then 5 minutes. This changes absolutely everything. As he was trying to make the connections in his head, Ms. Fontaine walked up to him. Again, if he wasn't stricken with worry, this may have been incredibly arousing.
Ms. Fontaine leaned over him, looking down at him, while her normal clothing were struggling against her new figure. "I'm going to be honest, Justin, as much of a little egotistical shitclown you can be, I can't say you don't have the skills to back it up." She flexed the arm that wasn't leaning over his head. "I would say that you could one day genuinely change the world for the better, let's stick to the matter of today."
She slowly leaned over next to Justin's ear, whispering, in the most sultry voice she can make. "What do you think I will do right now? You're a smart fella, so take a quick guess"
Justin, panting and on the verge of a mental breakdown. "I... I wouldn't know what to come up with." He said in an extremely shaky voice.
Ms. Fontaine giggled at his admission, and turned on the dominating energy again. "What I will do right now, is that I'm going to..."
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