The Serum Pt. 06The Serum Pt. 06

Babes

“It’s gone again.”

The time had finally come to resume testing of The Serum. I had irrefutable proof that it worked in some capacity based on the effect it had on both myself and Susan, but I was still curious as to why it didn’t work on the rats we had tried it on and still wasn’t ready to reveal my secret to my co-workers. The rat that we had given The Serum to this morning was now laying dead on a test slab. It didn’t make sense. Why would The Serum be deadly to rats but produce such incredible results in humans? Either way this would prompt us to make further changes to the existing formula but knowing it’s real potential I was not keen to press forward.

“I want us to be doubly sure this time,” I told my team, eliciting a few perturbed looks at the prospect of staying where we were. “Look, I think there’s potential here and we didn’t properly autopsy the last test subject, who knows what we may have found.”

“But the last subject was fine when we left here, Dr Boley, what happened to it?” asked Ellen.

In all the excitement, confusion, and secrecy, it had never occurred to me to let my team know exactly what had happened with the previous rat. I had assumed they knew what had happened, they had access to the biohazard report which would have clearly noted a dead rat in the biohazard waste bin.

“Unfortunately, that test subject died, the same as this one has. I had just finished disposing of it when all of the commotion started to happen.”

“So, the subject had already died before the biohazard team went in?”

“Yes, that’s what I just said.” What a ridiculous question, I thought.

“That’s really strange Dr Boley,” said Ellen. “The report says that the biohazard team had to euthanise a rat when they got in here. We had all assumed that it had escaped and that that was what prompted you to drop the samples and start the lockdown.”

“What?!”

“It’s in the report, Dr Boley, I assumed you had read it.”

This was impossible. The rat had been dead, I checked it myself. How could I have missed that? I was overworked and tired, sure, but to miss that a living being was still alive? No, absolutely not. The rat had been stone dead, I was certain of it. It was as dead as the one laying on the slab right now…

I looked in shock at the space where a dead rat had been not moments ago. Sat happily grooming itself was a healthy, happy and VERY alive rat. How? How was this possible?

“It’s alive!” shouted one of the other lab technicians, probably missing the irony of such a statement in the setting we were in. The team rushed to the area where the rat was whilst I stood dumbfounded. I was trying desperately to understand what I was seeing. Think Sian, think! What had I missed?

The original subject had been dead. No discernible heartbeat or other vital signs, that I was sure of. But then how had it raised from the dead? This was science, not necromancy! I spotted one of the technicians beginning to check the rat over, checking its eyesight, its hearing, its heartbeat. Wait. It’s heartbeat. Why was that important? A part of my brain was screaming the answer to me, but I couldn’t make out what it was saying. Think, dammit, think!

Finally, it hit me, like a thousand-ton weight had suddenly dropped on my head. The rat had no discernible heartbeat, but that didn’t mean there wasn’t one. When both I and Susan had taken The Serum, we had both collapsed not long after. Observably, Susan had had a pulse, but it was faint and slow. Indeed, until I had checked that, I had thought she was dead. Could it be that as a rat’s heartbeat was so faint anyway, we had all missed it after it had collapsed? Accepting that as a truth more and more of what happened that night began to make sense. Why had I never thought to question what had caused the loud crashing sound from behind me that had prompted me to drop the samples in the first place? It seemed so clear now.

The rat that I had ‘disposed’ of had reawakened in the biohazard bin. It had panicked, and in its panic to get out had knocked the bin over causing the loud noise. It may have even expanded as a reaction to its panic, causing the same result. Either way, the knowledge that the biohazard team had had to euthanise it changed everything. I finally understood entirely what had happened that night. It was nothing but a freak accident.

“Dr Boley?”

Ellen was stood before me looking very excited. I snapped out of my haze of thought.

“Yes Ellen?”

“The subject is perfectly healthy and ready for further testing. bursa escort Where would you like to start?”

“Take a blood sample,” I said, acting on autopilot.

“Right away!”

I watched as she excitedly ran back over to the lab area.

This was incredible. But the ramifications were potentially severe. We had designed The Serum to be used to help people to naturally replace failed organs, missing limbs and so on, not to be able to change themselves cosmetically whenever they pleased. This changed the landscape entirely. I had my reservations about how the company would have used The Serum in the first place, but I had jumped on the opportunity to make these strides to allow for the world to be a better place. Had we succeeded exactly as we had planned, I had intended to make the formula public knowledge, so that no one company could monopolise it and use it as a way to keep the rich alive and to damn the people who actually needed it.

The idea was good in principle, but now that I understood the effects of The Serum more clearly, it was not a viable option. If anything it was inherently dangerous. Allowing people to be what or whoever they wanted sounded like a dream scenario, but in the wrong hands the effects would be disastrous. I knew that it was possible to entirely mimic someone, even down to their voice; I had done it myself by accident. Give that ability to someone with less honourable intentions shall we say, and the damage they could cause would be immeasurable.

The other side of that problem would be what the company might do with it if given the chance. I had visions in my mind of a collection of the elite of the world, all able to make themselves whatever the accepted version of ‘perfect’ was, all provided at exorbitant cost thanks to my hard work. It was a vision of the world I could not abide. No one could know about The Serum’s potential. No one. Luckily a rat did not have the cognitive ability to specifically change, so my team shouldn’t be able to…

“Dr Boley! We need help!”

There was a loud commotion coming from the lab area. I ran over to the crowd of lab technicians and scientists, all of whom seemed to be trying to hold something down. I finally saw what was causing the problem. Before me was a rat the size of a dog. It had clearly panicked when someone had tried to take a blood sample from it and, much like myself when I had confronted Carl, had willed its way into rapidly growing much larger than it had any natural right to be to try and escape.

“Get a sedative, now!” I barked at one of the technicians.

He quickly returned with a syringe which I plunged into the rat causing it to slowly start to calm and fade until it was finally unconscious again. A few seconds later it started to shrink back to its normal size, at least confirming my suspicions that that was something that naturally occurs with this ability. The team was stood panting and shocked. I had the opportunity to control their reactions here and derail whatever thoughts they might have been having about the ‘success’ of the project.

“There’s clearly something we’ve missed about this formula. As much as it pains me to say it, I think we need to take a few steps back, starting with euthanising this subject. Its too much of a danger to itself and to us. But we don’t know what it’s potential to reanimate is or even if that’s what it did before, so we need to incinerate the body as soon as it has been dealt with. We have no choice.”

There were a few grim nods of agreement. I didn’t want to have to do that to the rat, it had done nothing wrong other than panicking in a situation it had every right to panic in. But there was so much more at stake here.

* * * * *

As I sat eating the meal that Susan had prepared for us, my mind was racing around what had happened today, and even if she hadn’t been as in tune with my emotions as she was, I think she would have been able to tell something was wrong.

“Something on your mind, hun?” she asked.

“Lots to be honest,” I truthfully replied.

“Anything you want to talk about?”

My instinct was to say no. But I trusted Susan so implicitly, I felt like I could tell her anything, so I ignored my instincts and pressed ahead.

“Did I ever tell you what I was going to do with The Serum once we had perfected it?”

Susan shrugged. “I just assumed the company would take over production and it would go from there.”

“Exactly, the company would have taken over. This was supposed to be something to change the world, not to line görükle escort the pockets of people looking to profit from it. So, I was going to make the formula public so that anyone could use it.”

“But you would have been fired! Sued to all hell, even sent to prison maybe!”

“I know, but I didn’t care. It felt like poetic justice to use the company’s money to develop something that would benefit the entire world and then just share it with everybody. That was the plan anyway.”

I took a sip of water.

“But today we tested the Serum on another rat. I knew that it worked on humans so I was curious to see why it seemingly hadn’t worked on our previous subjects. But this time it did. I was overjoyed!”

“I bet,” Susan politely responded.

“But then it made me think about my original plan. About what would happen if such a thing were freely available to everyone…”

“It could do wonders Sian! Look at the positive change it’s made for you, for us. Other people could have that too!”

“I know it could hun. But think of all the bad it could do too. Like what if, I don’t know, someone decides one day that they want to be The President? Theoretically they could just turn themselves into whoever it is and replace them. It’s an extreme example, I know, but it’s the kind of thing that makes it too dangerous for this to exist on the open market.”

Susan was quiet for a moment, clearly taking in what I had said.

“So, what are you going to do then?”

“Honestly, I don’t know. I don’t want the company to have it so the obvious answer would be to destroy the project all together. But I also can’t ignore the good that this could do for people. And if I decide to keep The Serum for myself, what do I do with it? Do I pick and choose people to give it to, people I deem ‘worthy’ enough? Can I really play god like that?”

Susan had gotten up and was now next to me resting her arms on my shoulder and clearly sensing my building distress.

“You’ll do what you always do Sian,” she said. “You’ll do the right thing, and I’ll be right here by your side whatever you choose.”

She laid a tender kiss on my lips and I kissed her back.

“Thank you, Susan. I don’t know what I’d do without you.”

“Damn right you don’t,” she replied with a wicked grin.

I laughed as we embraced.

“I love you Susan.”

It was the first time I had said it out loud. It felt so right to hear those words coming out of my mouth.

She smiled and with not a moment’s hesitation replied, “I love you too Sian.”

* * * * *

Our evening had taken its usual route, we drank, laughed and ended up in the bedroom. We were laid naked and had been kissing and gently fondling each other for a few minutes.

“I have a surprise for you tonight hun,” said Susan seductively.

“Oh really?” I returned, mid kiss.

“Something we’ve never done before,” she continued, somehow managing to talk whilst her tongue was rolling around my mouth, or at least felt that way anyway. “Something you’ve never done before to be specific.”

“I’m intrigued,” I replied as she started to move down my body to between my legs, laying kisses wherever and whenever she stopped as she moved down and sending bolts of pleasure through my body.

She stopped at my pussy and gave it an exploratory lick, drawing a moan from me as she did.

“You’re very wet tonight hun,” she said with a smirk.

“A beautiful woman who I love has just licked my pussy, I think I can be given some slack here,” I jibed back.

Susan sat up with a wicked smile.

“Close your eyes, hun.”

I did as I was told, instinctively biting my lip, a habit I had picked up from Susan, as I eagerly awaited what she had planned for me. I suddenly felt something press against my pussy. Too big to be a finger and the wrong shape to be a tongue. What’s more it seemed to be pulsing. But wait, was that…

“Is that a cock?!”

I opened my eyes and beheld the sight before me. Susan was knelt proudly in front of me, the same, stunning Susan as always but with what must have been a six-inch erect cock poking out just above where her vagina was, currently pressed against my eager pussy.

“Do you like what you see?” she asked, clearly very excited about this.

“I’m in shock Susan!” came my honest reply.

“You’ve had such a stressful week and I’ve had a lot of time to experiment with myself whilst you were at work. You’ve never been penetrated by a cock before, have you Sian?”

At this point I hadn’t, escort bayan only my own fingers. I hadn’t even used a dildo before. I shook my head.

“Would you like me to penetrate you with mine?”

It was an offer I wasn’t about to refuse.

Susan moved her cock to the opening of my pussy, and I shivered in anticipation as she placed an arm either side of my torso ready to push herself in.

“Are you ready?” she asked, gazing deeply into my eyes.

All I wanted at this moment was Susan inside of me. My response was barely audible, but she understood.

With a single thrust, she buried all six inches of her cock in my hungry pussy. We both let out a huge synchronised moan of pleasure. I had never felt anything like it in my life. My pussy felt full and stretched out and was sending lightning strikes of ecstasy to every corner of my body. I could feel Susan’s cock pulsating and twitching inside me, each little movement sending out a further wave of pleasure.

Susan started pulling in and out in a slow, smooth movement, pushing forward just as she was almost fully in with a quick thrust that sent a jolt through my whole body. I could feel my tits swelling more and more with each thrust, as if she was filling me up with it.

Grabbing one of my boobs, she said, “you must be enjoying this Sian, look at how big and full your boobs are getting!”

“It’s so gooood!” I moaned back.

She gave another wicked smile. “I’m not done with you yet.”

She closed her eyes as if she was concentrating. It suddenly felt like her thrusts were getting deeper…

“Oh god!”

… or that her cock was getting wider…

“Oh fuuuuuck!”

I looked into her eyes, and I saw a mixture of lust, desire and pride.

“Did you just make your cock grow inside me?” I asked as I squirmed with pleasure.

“Mmmm, do you like it?”

“I fucking love it!”

My tits were starting to pour milk everywhere as Susan kept thrusting in, stretching me out and filling me up with her enormous cock. I could no longer tell if I was orgasming or not, the pleasure was never-ending.

“Suck the milk out of my tits Susan!” I cried between waves of ecstasy.

“If I do that, I’ll cum Sian!” she warned.

“Then cum for me, Susan, I can’t take much more!”

Susan did as she was asked, what I had begged her to do. She started eagerly sucking the milk out of my tit her own moans growing with intensity at each suck.

“Cum inside me Susan, I want all of it!”

With a final thrust forward that felt like it would break my back wall Susan let go of my boob and let out a huge moan, as we came in unison. I could feel the hot, thick seed pumping out of Susan into my womb, filling my insides at every corner. She kept cumming and cumming, like her body had taken over and started to mass produce her cum. My stomach was starting to bloat and stretch as endless floods of cum filled me up, until finally, she was done.

She collapsed next to me on the bed as I laid rubbing my full belly.

“So, you’ve been practicing that then,” I asked between heavy pants.

“All week,” she replied.

“Not bad,” I said through a sly grin.

“Not bad, eh?” she replied with a smile of her own. “What was I not big enough for you?”

“Any bigger and I’d have permanent damage,” I laughed.

“You’d be surprised what you can take,” she purred back.

“Maybe I won’t be the one taking next time.”

“Promises, promises,” she said, laying her head on my still enormous boobs.

* * * * *

Sex with Susan had always been incredible. She was a passionate, driven and sensual lover and apparently more inventive than I had perhaps given her credit for. I never would have thought of changing my body like that, and for her to do it whilst still being her and not changing anything else was ingenious. I don’t think I’d have enjoyed being fucked like that by the image of some random guy, even if it was really Susan, but seeing Susan grinding away on top of me, filling me up like that, I could live on for days. I’m sure she knew this, which is why it probably took some effort and practice to get right.

Work had begun on ‘refining’ the formula for the Serum. I took charge of disposing of the old samples, a job normally I would have delegated to a lab technician, but I had plans for the remaining vials. I had decided with Susan that The Serum could do too much good to be destroyed completely. I would retrieve the remaining vials from work and we would keep them in a specifically purchased and secure refrigerator until such a time as it was necessary for them to be used again, if indeed that day ever came.

I had just secretly placed the samples in my bag when I received a text message from Susan. It read:

“CARL HAS COME BACK!”

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