Regina looked down the hall, shaking her head once more to try and clear the cobwebs that seemed determined to rise up all evening. Since at least she’d met that Poison woman and-
“Oh, so you, like need any more help boss?”
The light pop of minty green bubblegum which Alex- Double A had pulled out of her tight and hardly work appropriate jacket distracted Regina from looking down the hall. She’d been lucky to find such an easy to persuade mark-lab tech at this place to let her sneak in. Though even then…
“They weren’t kidding about Metro City.” She was less a skilled geneticist than literal tart, just out of college and frankly she’d be shocked if she’d graduated with more than a C average. Regina-Rura shook her head as she thought, “She probably sucked off the TA to even get that much…”
That errant thought brought blood and pressure to her groin, the ache of her (recently) grown balls and the weight of her meaty python occluding her senses as she fought to refocus on why she must have come here…
“Wait… why do I have a… a…”
“Ooh! This is where I do the tests and stuff!” Double A said, rushing forward and pressing her chest against Regina’s side, the sensation a welcome distraction from the brief awareness of her pussy’s apparent vacation into cock-town. And before Regina could pull away and start to question if that vaginal vanishing was ever going to end, the amount of Double A seemed to grow.
She turned to look over and saw the tigerprint bra in that too tight top stretching out as the mounds beneath embiggened, filling up and rounding fast. The added firmness as Double A held on became unmistakable and she breathed heavily, shivering at the impossible sensation of change which filtered through her body. Her nails lengthened as her tits blossomed into something perversely different, the continued degradation of her fast descent from professional to pervy minion strengthened by the close contact.
“Hmmm nice ones,” Rura said, groping at the now rather oversized handfuls which pressed together with a firm spherical nature which earlier that night she’d have looked down on. Now it only served to further excite her loins with the thoughts of what she would do with this little skank once she had what she came for.
“Thanks boss. Courtesy of my first paycheck here,” Double A said, shaking her most certainly not A-cup bosom a bit as she spoke. “Planned to go back to the club, but this paid so well I figured I could just work there on the weekends now.”
“Stripper, skank, a natural sub and those tits…” Rura smiled, pulling her newest minion close and kissing her deep and hard on the lips. Tasting the minty flavor of her gum as she did and feeling the way she seemed to melt into her embrace.
Perfect.
She couldn’t have asked for a better match to her tastes. In fact, she should pull her into a closet and fuck her brains out right then with her-
The security door at the end of the hall beeped and Regina pulled away, motioning for Alex to quiet down and stay away. She didn’t need more distractions from this younger and obviously dumber woman who had decided to follow her into the lab. Honestly, why hadn’t she left her outside…
“Wait, why DID I take her in here? That doesn’t-” Regina’s thoughts stopped as she suddenly saw the man she’d been waiting for before hurriedly exiting from the lab at the end of the hall, his hands clutching a silver briefcase as he did. Her eyes narrowed, her breath sucked in as the annoyance from before came back and Rura/Regina stood up to her full height.
How dare they make her wait all night!
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Casey Walker stepped out into the hall carefully. Dr. Applegate might have left, but there was supposedly a night security guard or two. Though he’d never seen them, it would be just his luck that they might show up tonight. He’d already taken quite the risk by acting as an informant about the illegal research but that had been a calculated risk.
Once the lab was investigated and their work seized if anything was already missing…
“I probably can still sell it.” He wasn’t sure if he had the best samples, Dr. Applegate probably knew more about that, but he had something worth a fair amount if the emails he’d been able to find said anything. Hopefully sending his contact on a wild goose chase through some of Metro City’s seedier dives would give him time to get this stuff hidden somewhere before the hammer came down. And a lowly lab tech like himself would hardly warrant enough attention to-
“You!”
“Wh-what’s the… who are you?!” The shocking appearance of the woman marching down the corridor towards him was enough to overcome his usual nervousness, though that returned in force when he realized that the woman with wild red-hair stood well over him in height and had muscles enough to easily convince him that a fight would not go his way in the slightest.
“Hey there Dr. Walker.”
He looked behind the amazonian in the cavegirl getup to see… Applegate?! Though dressed one step up from a Metro City streetwalker (if a tiny step) and with her large fake assets on display. “That’s not right she’s… she doesn’t have-”
“Urk!”
He was lifted up and out of his attempt to remember the prim and proper Dr. Applegate and not the tarted up ditz that worked under him (and he’d worked under until things started to change). Like he was, his dirty brown hair slicking back and going darker as he found new confidence inside himself and returned the glare leveled at him by this over muscled lumox of a woman. For a little bit at least.
“You left me waiting at a bar for half the night… Walker was it?”
“Dr. Walker,” he said automatically, not correcting himself even as he thought about how that wasn’t right a moment later. “And I see you found your way here regardless.”
“Took a detour and a little help,” she said, letting her left hand wander down and squeeze Alex on her tight and not at all little rear as she did.
The disloyal slut letting out a happy squeal as Dr. Walker fumed from behind his glasses, or at least the glasses he was now wearing. “To think I hired that woman… ugh, knew she’d be trouble from the day she started bossing me around here. At least she was eager to please.”
Though by the looks of it Alex or Double A as she tended to like to be called had found a new boss. Though what she might see in this savage was beyond him.
Or had been till she saw her lift the leaf skirt up and paw at a very noticeable and very considerable bulge.
Casey came back to something like his own senses, stunned at the sight of what must have been Dr. Applegate feeling up some woman(?) with a colossal cock in her thong. Though that brief clarity didn’t last long as he was dropped back to his feet and found her glaring down at him. He adjusted glasses, not even questioning when or why he was wearing them, as he found the tanned dickgirl before him of far more concern right then.
“So do you have the dino DNA or not?”
“I… I feel like that isn’t any of your concern. In fact, I think I’d prefer that you speak to one of our lawyers… after security escorts you out of the building,” he said, looking about for said security. Not hoping they’d win the fight but at least give him a distraction long enough to run. “Now if you’d step aside Miss-”
“Regina, and no, not after you left me to wait in those dumps downtown for half the night. If I hadn’t met PoisonI’d still be waiting down there, all… all…”
She trailed off, looking into the distance as if lost in thought. A perfect opportunity.
Casey turned and prepared to dart down the hallway, hoping to get to the security office and hopefully find some help to slow her down while he ran to his car. Only for a platform heel covered foot to stop his motion. Not Dr. Applegate’s sensible shoes of course, but one of those gaudy things that Double A wore as she went click-clack down the halls. He tumbled to the floor and found his arm pulled back into a pin as the big titted bimbo of a lab tech grappled him down.
“Get off of me you slut!”
“Oh, ya want to play rough tonight Doc?” She leaned in, pulling harder, a pained expression on his face as his muscles strained against hers. Biceps inflating, shirt stretching as he matched her force but couldn’t escape the bind. Still she leaned in, whispering into his ear. “Ya think I’m too dumb to see the way the winds blowing? It’s been fun, but you knew it wasn’t long term.”
Casey-Dr. Walker fumed, irritation building as the memories of long nights working under this woman twisted with the new knowledge that she most certainly had been under him. Under his desk, sucking good and hard as he’d put off going home to his girlfriend-wife for as long as possible and-
“Something’s not… not right,” Casey muttered, the lack of dwindling intelligence allowing him nearly as much resistance as Regina for a moment. The words brought some measure of clarity to Alex as well. Though that didn’t last, as the tanned hand of Regina came down and tossled her long brunette hair.
And she smiled up, vacant, happy and adoring at the source of their mutual corruption.
“I did good boss?”
“You sure did Double A,” Rura said. Lifting up the still grappled Dr. Walker and guiding him back into the lab. Where he was seated, awkwardly in a chair across from his rebellious lab tech and this newcomer that had made her that way. In many, many ways so far.
Except that wasn’t right, was it?
She’d been shorter, or at least looked that way without those shoes and that getup. And her breasts had been smaller, realer, and not displayed for all the world to see in a top two sizes too small and scandalous even if it did fit right. She’d always looked slutty about the lab but she must have dashed into her locker to re-dress as such a skank in such short notice.
“Honestly, I should have made more use of her if she was this wild,” Dr. Walker thought even as Casey struggled to remember the real Dr. Applegate and not this perverse parody of herself which had replaced her. And which was driving him wilder, both who he was and who he was becoming unable to stop their attraction from presenting. Wild, unenebitted, everything he’d ever dreamed from his own girl but so ready and willing.
So easy to dominate, so easy to control. Ready to please… he’d picked her quickly when she’d came in and never regretted it. Like she was made to serve.
“How about we make a deal Dr. Walker,” Rura said, smiling as she pushed Alex/Double A towards him. “I don’t want your operation going away… I just want to use it. And if you work for me there will be perks.”
“Heheh, perks,” Double A said, getting the meaning as she kneeled down, like she always did, like she always wanted to do. The eyes of Alex Applegate occluded with lust and now hazed over with a need that drove his cock wild to see. She might have been holding him down before, but she wanted something else, didn’t she?
She needed something else.
And as she moved in to fulfill that need she changed, pulled deeper, twisted further into her role. Faux gold earrings popped out from her ears as she came down and bounced from side to side. Just as her bosom bounced more, inflated more, weighed down and out with more. More of her, more what she had become. Bigger, rounder, faker and fatter the mutual needs of two dominant, strong swinging dicks, a true Boss and a mid-stage side-boss too much for her in her recently twisted state. Unable to slow the corruption, the degradation from dragging her ever deeper. Double A simply grew into her role as Dr. Applegate dwindled further into memory, the submissive slut, morally unscrupulous and quite uncurious about everything from her new boss’s origins to her sudden onset of massive fake hooters, serving to replace her more and more completely. With new hungers, new drives, new needs that seemed so much more important than whatever half-forgotten goals she’d had when she’d walked out of the lab back in her boring old life before.
Casey for his part had no idea what had happened to Dr. Applegate, and was finding it harder and harder to care even if his sharpening mind made it easier to remember details of her past just as it was filled with technical knowledge she’d had back when their roles had been… different. Thoughts about retroviral exposure or self-experimentation faded away as the amorous and definitely now younger minx she’d become pawed at his pants, driving the already tented erection wilder. Instead he found his own twisted morals, which frankly hadn’t had that far to go given his plans for genetic monster corporate espionage and running off to the Bahamas without telling his girlfriend/wife about it simply dismissed it all as mostly irrelevant. Applegate was now a ditsy slut. Good.
He didn’t need a competing doctorate in the lab, but he most certainly did need his dick sucked. And by the looks of approval from their new… associate she must have been thinking something similar.
“The boss wants some dinos dweeb,” she said, tongue moistening his slacks at the pointed tip where his dick was already struggling not to add to the mess she was trying to make. “And I know you’re smart enough to make ‘em.”
She undid his belt with nimble and experienced fingers, biting down on his zipper and pulling it open with her teeth. The very same teeth that she used to yank his boxers down moments later. But then Applegate/Double A always did have a sensitive nose/loved the smell of a man. She was a natural slut like that, just unable to resist it.
Though given how she acted around Rura, Dr. Walker supposed having a big enough cock worked no matter what gender you preferred.
Though he knew what he preferred. And having this bitch on her knees, servicing him, even if she wasn’t his anymore, not in every way, was definitely part of it.
“I-I can see what we can do,” he said, looking up at his new… partner. “We can definitely work something out if you can keep the authorities off of us.”
“Don’t you worry,” Rura said. “I can handle it.”
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