The good doctor, watching with wide eyes this remarkable transformation, felt her eyes widen further as the transformation continued - nay, accelerated. With trembling fingers she continued to type:
The transformation continues! Subject's now youthful, feminine face has begun to take on more definition, the features becoming sharper and more sexualized: the eyes widening and taking on a glassy sheen; the eyelashes lengthening, the eyelids hooded in a permanent smoulder; her lips plumped up almost obscenely, gaining a natural, rich red pigmentation.
Subject's figure is changing too - although this change is harder to follow as the subject is constantly shifting and writhing in arousal, as much as the restraints would allow - the hips are widening, waist narrowing, legs lengthening and gaining muscle tone, breasts - breasts expanding into impossibly large, impossibly firm, wobbling globes of hyper-femininity...
Doctor Pierce mentally coined that last word even as she struggled to type out a frantic description of all that she saw. Tim's moans were more frequent now, louder, and she had to force herself to focus. The doctor could feel her own breath quickening, her loins moistening.
It appears the changes made to the formula were ineffective - or effective in the wrong way! Our attempts to enhance expression of the Y-chromosomal genes, in an effort to ensure maleness of the subject, have been misdirected! It must be that the X-chromosomal genes are being enhanced instead, thus producing the hyper-feminising effect. And the effec tis not only on physical appearance, it extends to glandular prduction as well - the monitors are showing elevated pheromone production. Incredble - this mus be a callbak to our genetic ancestry - our predecessprs made usr of phwromones, but in humams productopn id limitrd due to laxk of a vomeronasal orgn, but now - even I am feeking the rffrcts, strugglhin to mainstn fxys buy itf so haed, so jhard it must fyucks, fudgc s nedhgs aot difyc amhfgkjsznf
And here the good doctor's observations petered out. Even her keen scientific mind could only take so much, and crumbled under the continued onslaught of Tim's hyper-feminine pheromone production. With an animalistic howl, the doctor rose to her feet and tore off her clothes, and flung herself onto the bound, naked, writhing, hyper-femme still bound to the table.
Tue May 31 09:58:47 2011
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