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Gina let out a loud sigh, laying her head down onto her desk and folding her hands over her hair. The stack of papers next to her seemed to grow exponentially with each passing work day, and frankly, she was tired of signing forms and reading legal statements. Her eyes were starting to sting, her back was starting to ache, and she knew she still had enough work left to give Albert Einstein a massive migraine.

"You don't look so good." Came a masculine voice from the doorway.

Glancing up, Gina attempted a smile, but she could only manage a tired quirk with her lips. "Yeah, well. I'd rather be working on more experiments than doing all this paperwork, but I guess it goes with the job. Seems I stare at more papers than beakers these days."

The male rabbit nodded in the doorway, holding a cup of warm coffee in his left paw. He would have offered Gina a cup, but she had her own machine in her office--managing at its finest. Pushing back from her desk, Gina slowly stood and grabbed her lab coat off the back of her rolling chair. It was protocol that all members must wear a lab coat while inside the lab, even if they were simply passing through. It wasn't Gina's rule, but she agreed with it to some degree. It was rather annoying at times though. She slipped it on and stuffed her paws into her pockets, getting comfortable before walking toward the rabbit.

"I take it you're heading home?" She asked, and when the rabbit nodded, she continued forward. "How is your project coming along?"

"It's alright. I'm in a pretty fragile place with it right now. The subject responds to stimulus. So, it can process when it's being touched or when it is touching something, but I'm not sure if it's cognitive yet. I'm working on it." Jeremy smirked, taking another slow sip of coffee as if his thoughts were elsewhere.

"Take your time." Gina responded, rubbing under her tired eyes.

"You better not stay too much longer, Gina. You look like you could use some rest."

"Well, I may stay here tonight. I'm not sure." She replied, walking to the large, metal double doors just outside of her office that covered the entire length and width of the walls and floor. She pulled her badge from a clip on her right pants pocket and slid it over the black monitor, listening to the sound of a lock disengaging inside the door and a loud beep showing confirmation of her ID. The doors swung with a slow grace, reminding Gina of castle doors. With a relaxed smile, the rabbit gave one final wave before exiting the facility.

Gina took a deep breath, remaining still for a moment to listen. There was silence in the lab except for the soft whirrs of the incubators and a few other random machine clicks, but Gina found them oddly soothing. She hadn't realized Jeremy was the last to leave, and she could feel the walls take on an eerie nature simply because she was alone.

Gina worked for a high security laboratory in the center of Cincinnati. She was considered the head scientist, but the lab also hired several students just out of college to run experiments on a thesis of their choice, and although they hadn't brought any of the experiments public yet, Gina knew there would be a breakthrough soon, especially if Jeremy succeeded.

Without much thought, Gina walked past her office, making a B-line for the lab. She had spent too much time behind her desk, and she needed to stretch her legs. Her heels clacked across the tile floor as she walked, and she stuffed both of her paws back into the pockets of her lab coat. The lab was practically new with antimicrobial topped desks and cabinets and every gadget a scientist could dream of: centrifuges, microscopes, growth plates, autoclaves, and even a small microwave in the corner, for science and never food, at least that's what the neon sign taped to the front read.

Stepping down to the lowered floor, Gina approached Jeremy's experiment. His work station was cluttered with sticky notes, pencils, and candy wrappers, but in the center of the chaos was a large, chrome canister. It was the size of a football, but it was more cylindrical in shape. The canister reminded her of a scream can from an old childhood movie she used to watch religiously--Monster's Inc. It even had the meter in the front that glowed a bright, neon purple. Gina thought about touching it, but she reframed, knowing better than to touch someone else's work. Any tampering could hurt progress.

Blinking her eyes a few more times, Gina realized how tired she was. Now that she was up and moving, she could feel the fatigue sinking into her muscles. Glancing to her left, she saw the clock on the wall and read that it was almost midnight.

"Damn..." She whispered to herself, thinking about her options.

Of course, she could go home, but that would be at least a half hour drive, and it was friday night. She knew the roads would be insane trying to get through town. Her other option was to stay at the lab. The lab was a little like a firehouse. It was a two story building with the lower floor being the lab as well as other experimental rooms and the upstairs almost like a house with several, single-bed rooms, a small living room, and a decently sized kitchen that was kept lightly stocked with non-perishables and water. There were two full bathrooms as well, and as Gina thought more about it, she remembered leaving a change of clothes in her designated bedroom upstairs. What could one night hurt? It would save her a few more headaches.

"Might as well." She said to herself, walking back toward her office.

She started shutting off the lights, making sure that the machines were in hibernation mode and all the equipment was stored properly. She would begin again at eight in the morning, and she slowly stretched, reaching her arms above her head before swiping her card over the monitor and exiting the metal doors to head upstairs.

Once she opened the upstairs, she smiled to herself, taking in the soft scent of lavender in the air from the fresheners they kept in the living room. The change of scenery was nice. Even if it was only a few feet from where she worked, tt honestly felt like a world of difference. The lab was covered in chrome, but the upstairs living quarters reminded her of rooms out of a magazine with strategically placed designer chairs and sofas. Every piece of furniture and art had a dedicated place with no sign of clutter. It was almost the same as walking into a brand new hotel room. Everything was clean, tidy, and ready to be used.

Walking into the kitchen, Gina decided to raid the cabinets, but as she flipped on the lights, a neon sign on the front of the microwave caught her attention: "For Food, NOT science." She laughed a bit, wondering which one of the interns had written the message and what had happened to have it placed there.

"Kids..." She said with a smile, opening the fridge with a growing interest as her stomach gurgled.

After spending a few minutes rummaging through drawers, she finally managed to find some ham and cheese in the crisper drawer. There was bread on the counter, and she quickly put a sandwich together, enjoying it as if it was a five star, steak dinner. It wasn't until the first bite hit her stomach that she realized she hadn't eaten since one O' clock that afternoon.

Gina tried to take care of herself. She was a beautiful, twenty-seven year old border collie with distinctive markings of her breed and bright, ice blue eyes. Her figure was stunning, even if she practically hid herself under a lab coat and khakis for ninety percent of the time. She had lovely D-cupped breasts with a slim waist that tapered into her wide, birthing hips. Her thighs were thick, touching each other even though modern fashion statements told her they shouldn't touch at all. She kept her fur trim and her nails dulled, but even so, she had a hard time remembering to eat sometimes, especially when there were ten younger scientists vying for her attention and sprinkling her with questions throughout the day. Of course, the mountain of papers on her desk didn't help either. She loved her job though, and she honestly wouldn't have chosen anything else. She really tried not to complain.

After licking a bit of mayo off her fingers, she contemplated making another sandwich, but she was feeling rather grimy, and she could practically hear the shower singing to her from the room next door, unfortunately to a familiar, childish tune from disney's "Frozen"-- Do you wanna take a showerrrr? It doesn't have to be a showerrrr! Maybe a baaaaath?

With a bit of a smile, she stood and walked toward the largest bathroom, knowing exactly what she would find. She had used it several times, and she honestly wished it was in her home. The government had given them a huge budget for the building, allowing for top dollar scientific equipment and a top notch interior decorator to design the upstairs. The idea was that if the employees had a nice place to stay nearby, they would spend most of their time in the building, producing more ideas and more profit. It worked, for Gina at least.

Shutting the door behind her, Gina bit her bottom lip, taking in the gorgeous bathroom. The walls, the floor tiles, and the wood paneling on the cabinets were all white, accented only by a light gray and black swirled marble at the counter tops and the occasional, black border accents. The counter for the sink ran the extension of the wall, stopping only before the toilet, and the entire left side of the room was taken up by a deep bath that could double as a jacuzzi and a rainfall shower with glass doors and walls on all sides.

Turning the shower knob exactly between hot and cold, Gina let out a soft moan, feeling the perfect temperature water coat her paws. She stripped quickly, eager to jump in the shower and relax, and just as she shut the door behind her, she stepped under the waterfall, biting her bottom lip as she ran her fingers through her hair, lavishing the feeling of water covering almost every inch of her frame.

In the corner of the shower was a hidden door, and as Gina opened the shower cabinet, she found her travel shampoo, letting out another sigh of contentment as she thanked her past self for planning ahead, but as Gina reached for her bottle of shampoo, everything went black. For a moment, she was stunned, stuck staring into darkness before the power flicked back on and the light returned. She had a temporary flashback of watching the movie Psycho with her younger brother, but she choked it down.

"Hmm..wonder what that was." She said to herself, wondering what would have caused the flicker. It helped to relax her again if she thought of the logic behind power failure.

To her surprise, the power flickered three more times before finally deciding to stay on, and as she enjoyed the water over her fur, Gina made a mental note to go downstairs and check on the lab equipment before bed.

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As the power flickered, the emergency generators in the lab attempted to start, but as the power flickered several more times, there was a surge of energy from the conflicting power sources, causing the computer next to Jeremy's experiment to completely reboot. There was a quiet beep, followed by the sound of displaced air pressure, and the chrome container released.

Inside, there was a neon purple goop, and as the container opened completely, the goop began to shift and extend, reaching to test the limits of its new container. Despite what Jeremy thought, the moving glob was cognitive. It could not see or hear, but it could feel and think for itself as well as sense its surroundings.

Stretch? The glob thought, creating a long tentacle that extended from the top of the container to the desk below. It felt around, deciding that the desk was solid enough to hold its weight before creating more tentacles to wiggle its way out. Too much space. Cold too...I don't like this.

The little monster stayed on the desk, slightly melting to morph to the top and remain unseen, but it couldn't sense any movement close by. It shivered, debating on crawling back into its container, but that would be cold too soon, considering the top was open. I need...a new home.

The little monster was only the size of a dinner plate, and it began to wiggle over the desk, processing a layout of its surroundings by sensing where all the cracks, creases, and doors were. It tried to wiggle into a few drawers, but it was too small and did not have enough strength to open them. It shivered again in urgency. It was then it sensed a movement above. The movement was quick and constantly shifting, but it could also sense heat signatures filtering from the movement. Liquid? It's warm! The little blob thought, and it began to follow the source of the water. It took several minutes, but the little monster finally sensed an opening in a nearby sink, and by slithering itself inside, it could find the source of the warmth.

It wiggled and slithered further, enjoying the tightness of the pipes. It loved constricted places, but it would help if the pipers weren't so cold, and it didn't like the way metal felt against its surface. Eventually, the blob finally found water. It reached out with one little tentacle, swirling it inside the water with what could be joy or satisfaction. Eventually, it wiggled completely into the liquid, but the flow was pushing it downward, leaving the little blob to fight the current.

Sensing there was a flat surface just above to lay in the warm water, the little monster continued upward, almost swimming like a fish until it poked through the top of the pipe. Little tentacles extended, and it could feel warm tile where the water was pooling before it slid through the drains. Happy! The blob thought, wiggling around in the small puddle and even splashing its tentacles a few times. The only thing that would make the situation better, was a tighter space.

Sensing the area, the little monster could feel another presence, but the other presence was unaware and completely not a threat. Reaching out further with a few tentacles, the little glob could also feel the glass walls surrounding it, and it formed an idea based on the assumption that it was in some kind of square container. If I get bigger, the space will be tighter and warm. Happy!

Absorbed in her own thoughts, Gina was happily soaking herself under the rainfall, running her fingers through her hair and closing her eyes to enjoy the feeling of warmth soaking into her sore muscles. She had to admit to herself that finally getting some alone and quiet time was nice. Typically, she lived in a very noisy apartment that was set up like a college dorm. It was ridiculous really, but the price was good, and she didn't need much.

Under her feet, the little blob began to absorb the water, taking it into itself like a sponge. It began to grow, easily taking in more and more water to find its limits. It brushed against the other presence once, feeling that the other form inside the shower was even warmer than the water itself, and it felt better against the monster's surface. It was much softer than the tile. Gasping, Gina looked down to see what had touched her leg and let out a loud scream of surprise as she saw the growing monster.

"Oh my god!" She screeched, taking a step back too quickly and sliding on the tile. She fell hard, landing on her ass and smacking her head against the glass. She wasn't injured, but the hit was enough to make Gina disoriented.

"Ow..." She whispered, reaching up to touch her head.

The world was spinning, and her vision was blurry, but as she glanced in front of her, she could see the blob was the size of a small bear, taking up most of the shower. It had stopped moving as if it sensed her alarm, but the little blob was really just processing the form's shape.

Indeed, the little monster had sensed the presence fall, but it had noticed something else too. Warm! The blob thought, sensing that the presence had an inner core temperature that was close to its original container. It also sensed that there were three openings that lead directly to the inner core. Slithering forward, the blob slowly reached out, finding Gina's foot first before it creeped closer.

"What the fuck?" Gina whispered to herself, still unable to really regain herself or process what was happening.

She thought she was dreaming, but she could feel the tentacle slithering up her thigh so clearly. It felt warm as if it retained the heat of the water, but it also left strange, tingling sensations over her skin, as if it was trying to seep in between the very cells that lined her body.

"S-Stop..." She said, trying to pull her leg away.

No! Mine! My Container! The blob thought as it sensed the form trying to slip away. The new space was just too perfect to give up, and it needed a home.

Suddenly, another tentacle shot out as if it sensed her ready to move before she had even commanded her muscles to do so. Two tentacles wrapped tightly around her legs, yanking her forward toward the blob itself. It was pinning her down with a surprising amount of strength, as if its new size had given it more strength capabilities. She slid across the tile easily, gasping as she suddenly recognized the color of the thing before her.

It was Jeremy's experiment! Jeremy had told her he was trying to design a goo that could locate people in traumatic events such as car accidents. It should be able to locate them, locate their wounds, and possibly treat those wounds with antiseptics before the paramedics arrived. However, Jeremy was having trouble working out the smaller kinks.

"Get off me!" Gina yelled, reaching down and forcefully shoving the goo off of her legs.

The tentacles broke for just a moment, but they reformed in less than a second. She continued to thrash and push against them, but the monster registered the problem and quickly secured her arms, tightening several tentacles around her wrists and elbows to lock her arms behind her.

"Oh God, no!" She screamed, knowing exactly what it was doing.

She had watched Jeremy test the glob a few times before. He had tried to make it locate wounds, but it only wanted to slink into compacted, warm areas, and that's exactly what it was heading for.

Thrashing wildly, Gina tried to get away, feeling the tip of a tentacle rub gingerly against her slit. Several of the tentacles broke, giving her a moment of hope before she was thrusted into the air. The blob held her high, wrapping a blanket of tentacles around her torso and waist. She was unable to move a single muscle, and she blushed as she felt another tentacle begin tickling her tail hole entrance.

New home? The blob questioned itself before deciding to explore further. The first tentacle slid inside Gina's lower lips. The tip wiggled and swirled around her inner walls, feeling each warm fold before it went further. With each passing inch, the tentacle became thicker, and Gina began to moan with bliss as the slime seemed to not only fill her, but to stretch her walls as well. It was conforming to her in order to create the perfect fill.

"Fuck!" She called out, blushing as she felt herself eagerly opening her legs wider even though she hated herself for loving the live sensations.

Gina's hips began to buck slowly as she grinded on the tentacle inside her, and as she enjoyed one, the other tentacle eagerly wiggled against her tail hole, having to use a little more force than her lower lips, but the tip popped in easy enough and slithered deeper in a hurry, causing Gina to let out another loud squeal.

The blob was unable to hear, but it could still sense the hard vibrations of her voice. I don't like it... The little monster thought, and with another tentacle, it eagerly plugged up the third hole to stop the irritating noises. Better...

Gagging, Gina felt her eyes tearing up from the intrusion of the tentacle in her throat. This tentacle was the size of her forearm, and she knew her throat had to be bulging, but in all honesty, it felt good. She gave in, realizing she wasn't getting out of it, and she began to suck against the tentacle in her mouth, running her long, wide tongue over the underside. The tentacle seemed to approve, because it began to vibrate as if it was trying to purr.

Not only did the insertion in Gina's mouth begin to vibrate, but the other tentacles did as well, even the ones wrapped around her torso and her D-cupped breasts. She felt as if her entire body was getting a message, and she rolled her eyes back into her head, feeling the tentacle in her pussy and tail begin wiggling like the world's best pair of vibrators.

The tentacle in her tail wiggled deeper, checking its limits by widening itself, becoming girthy and thick to stretch her tail. That only seemed to make Gina moan louder and buck her hips in bliss, but the monster could sense it was a positive response, not a negative one.

Exploring further, the tentacle in Gina's lower lips felt a back entrance and began pushing against it. It could sense there was a tiny opening, and it wanted inside. The little tip pushed against her cervix, making Gina gag on the tentacle in her mouth as she began to writhe and shiver. Still positive. The blob thought, and it pushed a little more. The back wall would give, but it would take some force, and the tentacle slowly pulled back, only to thrust back inside of Gina as if it was trying to fuck her.

"Oommph fhhnnng gugd!!" Ginna gagged around the tentacle, curling her toes as she arched her back.

She felt entirely and utterly full. Each tentacle was wiggling inside her as if it was a live animal, and it was driving her insane with pleasure. Her body was tingling from the vibrations as well as the sensation of the slime running against her inner folds, and as the tentacle in her lower lips continued to thrust, Gina allowed herself to get lost in the sensation. She laid back into the tentacles, allowing them to hold her up without resistance while she sucked eagerly on the one that was buried impossibly deep in her throat. She thought she could feel it in her stomach, but she wasn't sure, and she honestly didn't care in that moment. Both tentacles in her lower lips and tail continued to thrust, each one getting harder than the last, and she could feel herself becoming soaked in ecstacy, only making it easier for the monster to thrust inside of her.

The tentacle could feel the small entrance giving way as it thrusted, and it picked up speed, allowing itself to ram inside the warm hole that it was penetrating. With each thrust inside, Gina's back wall became weaker, and once the tentacle finally broke through, is slithered inside Gina's womb without a moment's hesitation, causing Gina to scream and writhe in complete bliss against her restrictions. It was a sensation she had never dreamed of, almsot as if she was carrying a pup or if a male had filled her womb with hot cum. Her hips bucked wildly, causing her breasts to bounce on her chest even with the tentacles wrapped tightly around them, and she curled her toes, nearing one of the hardest climaxes she had ever felt.

Watching in amazement, Gina saw as the tentacle continued to push deeper and deeper, thickening itself until she felt as if her pussy was going to rip in half. It was stretching her wide, and if she looked outside the shower, she could see the reflection of herself in the wall mirror. Her pussy and her tail were gaping from the tentacles, and she felt her lower lips give a hard throb. Her tail was throbbing, trying to tighten around the tentacle to force it back out of her body, but the monster seemed unphased.

Wiggling deeper into Gina's tail, the monster coiled itself inside of each one of her holes. It was satisfied with its new home, and it eagerly slithered around inside Gina, still pulsing and vibrating with each movement. Gina began to gag, trying to get a breath as she realized the tentacle in her throat had cut off her airways, but as she tried to struggle, the monster only constricted tighter, acting as a python as it held her body in place.

Deciding to explore the stretching capability of its new home, the monster wiggled two more tentacles against Gina. One slithered against her lower lips and the other wiggled into her tail. To its disappointment, her lower lips wouldn't stretch any further, but her tail would. Feeling the hole extend, the monster slithered two additional tentacles into Gina's tail hole, making her scream as her eyes went wide.

Once again, she watched herself in the mirror, seeing that her tail hole was becoming just as stretched as her pussy lips. It was almost as if she was taking a male's fist into each hole, and with each added inch, she felt as if the male was simply pushing his arm deeper inside her, penetrating her and using her to his will. It sounded so wrong, but it felt so incredibly good that she couldn't help herself. Her body writhed in bliss, and she soon came all over the monster, her juices squirting out to cover the blob as if someone had just put their thumb over the end of a hose and turned it on high. The blob seemed to soak up her juices as it had the water, tasting it almost.

More? The blob thought, wanting the warmer juices inside of it instead of the water. It could feel the walls around it beginning to tighten, and it started to thrust hard, understanding that the movement had been what caused the presence to react in such a pleasing way. It wanted the container tighter.

The monster wondered if each hole could make the same warm juice, and as a result, it began thrusting all of its tentacles, filling the three orifices to the brim and thrusting itself in and out with quick force. Gina felt as if she was getting fucked by five men at once, and she began to wiggled, each thrust bringing on another wave of ecstasy through her body. Her lower lips were already sensitive and aching from the intrusion, but with the constant pounding, Gina couldn't control herself. She began to climax every half minute, feeling her juices squirting everywhere and coating the monster below her.

The tentacle in her mouth pulled back just enough to allow Gina to breath, and as she curled her toes, she laid her head back in bliss, allowing the monster to fuck her senseless as her body writhed. She had never felt such pleasure, and as the monster began to slow its thrusts, Gina let out a soft whimper, wanting the tentacles to invade her further.

Losing most of its energy stores, the glob knew it needed to rest. It could feel it's new container quivering everywhere, and Gina drooled around the tentacle in her mouth, sucking like an infant with a bottle without thought or reason. Her thighs were indeed shaking, her legs barely able to move and her heart was pounding inside her chest. The little blob had traveled a long way to find a new home, and after testing the abilities of its new container, it was satisfied. It knew where it wanted to go. Releasing some of the water, the monster began to shrink once more, sliding from Gina's mouth and her tail, but never leaving her lower lips.

Once Gina's mouth was free, she took a quick gulp of air. She hadn't realized how short of breath she had been until she actually got some, and she began to pant, watching as the little monster began to wiggle deeper into her pussy.

"N-No..." Gina whispered, realizing too late what it was doing.

The tentacle continued to slither past Gina's cervix, making her writhe as she watched her stomach grow. The monster was spindling inside of her womb, claiming it as its new home. It expanded until her stomach strained, making her look as if she was at least ten months pregnant.

"F-Fuck!!" Gina called out, pushing down on her stomach as if she was trying to force the little monster out, but nothing happened.

The water was still running, making her feet slippery as she attempted to stand. It took several minutes, but Gina finally managed to get ahold of herself. She quickly turned off the water and placed a paw on her stomach. She pushed against it, feeling it give only a centimeter before it popped back out, and she swallowed hard, feeling as if she was pregnant with an entire litter.

Gripping the counter, Gina felt her legs shake. They were basically jello, and as she grabbed her towel to wipe the water from her face, she wondered how she was going to explain the events to Jeremy, who would be back at the lab in the morning.

"Well..." Gina said to herself, staring in the mirror as if she was trying to give herself a pep talk. "What can I say?" She asked herself with a tired, satisfied voice.

It was strange, but she wasn't at all mad or angry with what had happened. That had been the best fuck of her life, even if the little blob had no idea what it was doing. Biting her bottom lip, Gina wrapped the towel around her newly swollen body, making a mental note to herself to talk to Jeremy tomorrow about an interesting new objective for his experiment, which could have been his original goal anyway, but Gina was sure that the lab wouldn't have approved of a little "sex monster."

Shivering in the now cool air, Gina glanced down at her stomach once more. If she stared long enough, she could almost make out the glowing, neon purple of the little experiment in her womb, and she bit her bottom lip.

"Goodnight little one..." She said, giving her belly a gentle rub. "Maybe we can play again soon."

Warm! The little blob thought, enjoying the sense of security inside its new home. It could feel something soft stroking over the outside of its new home, and it responded positively by giving a little vibration.

Smiling, Gina wrapped her towel around herself again, holding it over her breasts as she looked at her extremely swollen belly in the mirror. It was a strange look, but she knew she could get used to it, and with that, she walked out, ready to get some rest before consulting Jeremy in the morning.