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Written by: Meade (Christian J.)

Characters: Meade and Spiritraptor (FA)

Tapping the plastic table with his fingers, the doctor seeming a bit on edge. Looking around, glancing at the clock and then suddenly standing up. The 7'2" wolfdale pretty much towering over everyone else in the cafeteria when standing on his feet. "It's been great chatting with you, but I should really get back to my lab. I'm on the verge of something... big, and I can't just sit here." Making sure to correct the white lab coat before looking over at the clock again. "We'll talk more later, yes?" "You're leaving already?" Spirit sighed and scratched the back of his head. "The bus doesn't leave for another hour, would you mind if I join you?" The raptor nods towards the window, which is being battered by heavy drops of water. If the wind picked up just a bit more it'd be a bona fide storm. "I promise I won't touch anything." Getting up in one swift move, like he isn't accepting 'no' for an answer. "What are you doing down there anyway? I mean... it is always this 'big thing' there... this 'big thing' that." Although he was a nice and gentle person, there were moments when one could see a very dominant trait run through the guy. Meade takes a quick gander outside to see that it was indeed pouring down, he hadn't really noticed. Being lost in his own world like he usually was. "I suppose you can join me." Heading over to one of the elevators in the hall with the raptor in tow. "I would love to tell you the specifics of what I do but if I was to answer your question they'd most likely send me to a padded cell for God knows how long." He said while reaching over and pressing the call button. "I'm not even that sure what this stuff will do to you, I've got a hunch, but that's about it." The hybrid was lying of course. It was just a fairytale he told everyone else so they'd think the project was years away from being finished. "I guess you won't tell me because I'm not under contract right?" Spirit replied as the elevator doors open with the obligatory 'ding'-sound. Stepping inside before the wolfdale had a chance and continued the conversation. "I know I am just a student but come on, as I went up here for the break it looked like we were the only people in the building. The cameras aren't even online for Christ's sake. See?" Pointing back into the hallway, there was a camera facing the elevators with the red light on the front being unlit. "I'm guessing budget cuts?" "Oh... yes, yes. Indeed." He muttered, flicking open a side panel next to the button panel putting in the code needed to access his private lab. "I do not work with the others, it hinders my progress and you're right about the budget cuts. Since no one else seems to do their jobs around here it falls on me to save this fucking company." Meade rubs his eyes before continuing. "My work isn't that fantastic, it's basically a performance enhancer. To help the troops out in the field, military contract. Pretty much the only thing that will save this place from bankruptcy, as I said." The elevator came to a smooth stop and the doors open to his private laboratory. Looked just like any other, just smaller, and cluttered with papers and books. "Now, listen carefully to what I'm saying to you. Do not, touch... anything!"

The raptor raises his hands and gives the wolfdale a wink as he steps out into the lab, yet again displaying a dominant streak by taking the lead. "A 'performance enhancer'? Like that serum in Captain America or something?" "I suppose you could compare it to that comic book, yes. I've not tested it enough however and the fluid is still volatile." Getting off the elevator, putting his code into the door to lock it in case, when doing this type of work you couldn't be too careful. Spirit turns around and pulls his tail close to his body so he wouldn't knock something over by accident. "That sounds pretty amazing if you ask me. Can I see it?" The hybrid reaches behind his back with both paws, the large muscles flexing and making the lab coat around his biceps strain a bit while he walks over to his desk. Way off to the corner stands a picture of him and some other scientists from another team. He was easily a foot shorter in the picture. Not only that but he was skinny, like a twig and wore glasses. Which he clearly didn't do anymore. "It will be years before it's ready for the field but I suppose it won't do no harm if you would take a glance at what I've produced so far." He points over at a glass case. Inside was a vial with a shimmering blue liquid, suspended by a pair of padded arms. "After four years, this is the only batch I've been able to synthesize." Spirit pondered, having seen the picture but it took a good while for him to realize that the wolfdale was even in it. He had always thought that for a scientist Meade has an unusually massive body and it could be the result of self-experimentation. Or just a very dedicated workout program, but he had never heard of anyone gaining height from exercise. Turning around to look at the glass case. "That sure looks quite impressive." Seemingly quite impressed but for some reason the raptor feels cheated. Such a boon it would be to bulk up even further, if only the hybrid wasn't there to stop him from trying out the experimental formula. "If you ever need a test subject you know where to find me, but you've already tried this out right?" Meade raises an eyebrow at the question while walking away from his desk passing a whole row of tubes containing a green, gooey liquid. It wasn't nearly as good looking as the other substance and the wolfdale seemed to keep his distance from them. Something about the behavior struck Spirit as being a tad strange. "The answer to your question is 'no'. I haven't tested it, I've merely done studies through microscopes and computers." This was a blatant lie, but even so he kept himself calm and collected. "Also, it isn't ready for clinical trials just yet. You've got fifteen minutes to get on the bus by the way, I suggest you leave now if you want to make it." "What are those other vials filled with if I may ask?" The raptor points over at the ones filled with the green sludge. "I mean, all this time and you've only distilled one vial? I thought if you got the first drop, it should take not much time until you got more... right?" "I agreed that you could stay here and wait for the bus, if you miss it do not expect that you'll be spending more time in my lab. You best get going, the elevator ride alone takes nearly five minutes." The wolfdale sits down in his chair to look at the latest results displayed on his three computer monitors. Slowly getting lost in his own world with mathematical equations and chemical solutions. "There you are... tried to hide from me did you?" He mutters to himself. "What about the code to the elevator?" Spirit looks over his shoulder, the hybrid clearly lost to his work neither hearing his question or even paying any attention to what's going on around him for now. So instead he starts to look around for something that would tell him what was in the vials of green goop, quickly finding a crumpled up note describing a formula to make the sludge look more appealing. Though apparently it had failed, when it had transformed to the blue shining liquid it had lost all its effects turning it into nothing more than shiny drinking water. Clearly it was the odd looking goo that was the real thing while the piece de resistance turned out to be useless. Slowly curiosity took the upper hand in the raptor's mind, he was convinced the wolfdale had used the stuff on himself which meant it had to be safe. Only fueling his need to try it out himself. As if someone answered his prayers he spots a key lying on the floor close to the glass case keeping the vials safe from harm or outside pollutants. There is no way the hybrid was so foolish as to have something so valuable that unprotected but as Spirit places the key into the lock as quietly as possible and turns the lid opens up. Luckily he was out of sight but to be sure he turns his head to see that Meade is still deep in thought tapping away on the keyboard in front of him. Now there was no going back, he had to try it out while the opportunity was still available. The raptor pulls out a drawer and once more he's lucky, as if the forces that be are trying to speed up the event of this calamity as much as possible. Inside he finds a row of injectors and a dosage chart that shows the wolfdale had indeed injected himself with a full vial over the course of a year. However, Spirit was not known for his patience and had no interest waiting a full year to see the results. Quickly loading one of the injectors with a vial of green sludge, placing the tip of it against his arm. No longer would the others call him "little lizard" and perhaps he'd get the respect he wanted. With a pull of the trigger the needle finds its target and slowly injects the entire vial into his bloodstream.

Meade wakes from his trance when hearing the sound of the injector shooting the sludge into the veins of the raptor. Not sure exactly what the sound was he turns around to see the last few drops of goo slide into his body. A look of sheer anger spreads over his face, swiftly walking over and grabbing the injector out of Spirit's hand. "I knew I should never have brought you down here! Do you have any idea what you've done?! You just injected yourself with an experimental substance, not to mention you just took a full years dose of the stuff all at once!" The fury was almost palpable in the air, pulling out a nearby drawer and picking up another vial containing a white liquid. "Hold still so I can administer this to counter the effects... you stupid little lizard..." Taking the raptor's other arm and pushing the injector against it. Before he knows it the antidote is flung across the room as Spirit swats the injector out of the hybrid's grasp. Only a very small portion of the stuff had managed to enter him the rest is now a mixed mess of glass shards and liquid on the concrete floor. A sudden moan turns the wolfdale's attention back to the raptor who was kneeling on the floor while looking at his hand which are already bulging out with muscles. Though the part of Spirit which is affected most from the goo is the phallus hidden inside his jeans. Another loud moan ringing out, the raptor tossing his head backwards as his cock grows to twice its size in just as many seconds. A huge bulge growing down his leg while his testicles expand too, further straining his pants. "T-this shit... is amazing." He says with a strained voice while his arms grow heavy, the growth looking quite strange as the proportions are mixed. Though after a short while the chest and legs follow suit, growing even larger than the hybrid could've ever hoped for. "Even that small batch should've been enough to halt the growth... I knew I made the antidote too weak!" Watching as the creature in front of him grows with every passing moment, feeling a thick knot form inside his throat as fear spreads through the wolfdale's body. Slowly backing away from the changing raptor eventually bumping into his desk. Meade knew that even the small amount of juice he injected into himself sent him reeling with sexual desire for days, he feared what this side-effect would do to the other male. Most likely he'd find someone to relieve himself with. Finding it confusing that a part of him was begging to stay and watch the miracle of his work but the fear soon took charge. "Little lizards... shouldn't play in labs..." He says to himself, glancing over at the elevator before making the decision to try running for it. Soon standing next to the doors, punching in his code and frantically pushing the call button. Behind him Spirit shoots up in height, the previously six foot raptor now just about eight feet tall and rippling with muscles. His clothes nothing more than shreds lining the floor beneath him, the only piece still hanging on were his pants. "Stop right there professor!" He roars out, the voice far deeper than before and clearly filled with intense sexual desire. Then another moan rings out as his pants rip open, revealing a forty inch cock throbbing and spurting with thick pre-cum. The raptor's testicles now as big as a pair of inflatable beach-balls. The hybrid slowly turns around as he can hear the lift slowly making its way down towards the laboratory. What he sees sends shivers down his spine and even though he doesn't want to admit it his pants were straining from the sight. "I told you n-not to tamper with anything... now look at what you've done to yourself!" Heart beating faster as thoughts of staying fill his head, the wolfdale forcing them out, knowing he'd never leave if he stuck around for too long. "You're a damned freak now... I just want to go upstairs and get security, okay? We can help you return to normal again." Even though it won't help the lift go any faster he pushes the button a few more times. "You just let me go... and we'll fix this. I can fix this..." "What makes... you think I want to fix this, professor?" The huge raptor says with a smirk, now towering above Meade standing at least nine feet tall and weighing twice as much as the hybrid. "You should get down on your knees little one... and serve your new Master." Grabbing hold of his huge spire, walking slowly towards the elevator while he jerks himself off, large spurts of pre-cum shooting everywhere. The wolfdale stands there almost paralyzed, trying to figure out some way to restrain the growing behemoth coming towards him with heavy steps. However there is nothing in the lab that could possibly hold such a hulking creature in place for long. Right now the only option would be to try dashing to the drawer with the antidotes and hope to inject enough to stop or revert the changes. The only problem is that it's all the way on the other side of the room. While trying to find some way to fight back or get himself out of the situation Meade doesn't notice until it's too late that the massive raptor is now standing right in front of him. This time it's the professor who has to raise his head, smelling the strong musk coming off of the leaking cock in front of him and the hot breath being exhaled in his direction. "S-Spirit just... take it easy now. You don't know what you're doing... s-sit down and I'll do what I can to fix this..." In the middle of his sentence the elevator doors open with a ding, Meade quickly squeezing through the opening doors and once inside frantically pushing the button to close the doors. Eyes darting back and forth between the button and the towering male standing right outside, staring at him with a huge smirk. Suddenly an arm shoots inside the elevator, a thick hand gripping the wolfdale's throat and pulling him back outside. "Trying to run away are we?" The raptor closely inspects his prey, sliding a claw down the back of the hybrid as the elevator doors slides shut. "G-get... off of me..." Meade desperately trying to fight back, pulling on the large hand cutting off his air supply and trying to kick him in the chest. No matter what he tries his assailant doesn't budge or move an inch. When moving around the large bulge that had been growing on the front of his pants becomes more than obvious. "It seems like your body wants something else than what you've been trying to make me believe. Clearly it knows when it's supposed to submit, it's only your mind that's fighting back. Do not worry professor, we will take care of that." With that said Spirit slides one of his fingers over his leaking cockhead and then smears the thick pre-cum on the hybrid's nose. Who shivers in turn while his lab coat gently stretches around his body.