Nick walked in a strange manner, through the forest. He handled his rifle, finger of the trigger (thanks to uncle Pete’s advice). He heard rustling. It was either a lurker, walking toward him, an animal, or one if the most frightening, a /person/. He lifted the rifle, glaring forward. His finger wasn’t on the trigger /yet/, but it would be, if whatever was nearby was very threatening. “Who’s there?” He questioned, glaring forward.
Lucian sat behind his desk, fingers crossed. Oh he needed an unrestricted testing subject and badly. Computer models would do him no good unless he could see his product’s effects in reality. Compounds to plump lips, asses, lengthen cocks, enlarge balls, widen hips, cause lactation, increase sensitivity, increase cum production, make semen taste like any flavour imaginable.Yes Lucian was in the business of sexual modification, but sales had been going down recently due to lack of funding for new products.
He needed a test subject to test the results and show them to his funders very soon. The scientist had put out ads, hoping some desperate soul would be willing to come sell their body away to science. Suddenly his secretary buzzed him, and told him someone was waiting to see him about the job. Excitedly he pressed the button to reply. “Send them right in dear.”