Chimera in a Bottle
Chimera in a Bottle By Von Krieger
Sara couldn't keep her hand out of her pocket, playing with the small plastic vial inside that contained a brightly colored, syrupy liquid. She knew she shouldn't keep toying with it, but it comforted her to have a solid reminder that the vial was still there, and not confiscated by some member of hospital security. Then again it wasn't like she was going to be patted down, strip searched, or anything like that. She was just here to visit her boyfriend, and slip him his weekly dose of Chimera.
Sara finally managed to pull her hand from her pocket, only to nervously begin twisting some of her honey-blonde hair with the very same hand as she turned down the hallway leading towards the "Xenobiology Ward," as it was called. Faulston IV had been a backwater farming world until someone discovered some ancient tech-bearing culture spanning several planets a few light years over.
Now the population had swelled significantly with treasure hunters, looters, fortune seekers, history buffs, cosmoarcheology expeditions, investigative parties from varying industrial corporations and powers. With the new influx of people had come all sorts of new things that the original colonists had felt were not worth the space aboard the original generation ships. Like the subtle genome altering drugs like the one Sara had in her pocket.
Her boyfriend, Davis, was a rising football star, and he'd started on the stuff to up his performance. But after taking a big dose for the last game of the season, a few days after he'd started to show side effects, and thus checked himself in to the clinic. Of course they had next to no idea what was going on, and all the off-world medical professionals were employed at one of the big city hospitals, the ones with space ports, not one that was merely a grain storage and transportation hub.
Sara looked around as she reached her boyfriend's room, making sure no one was looking, and then read over Davis' chart to make sure there wasn't anything scheduled that might interrupt them.
She grinned; they would have a few hours to themselves before the next check up. She opened the door and slipped inside, closing it behind her and then locking it after she found no one else in the room.
Davis looked up at her with a hopeful grin on his face, he'd lost weight again. He'd dropped ten pounds the first week in the clinic, the week he'd been ceased taking Chimera. It looked like he'd dropped another ten since the last time Sara had visited.
"D-did you bring it?" he stammered, brown eyes wide and hopeful. Up until the big game, they'd been blue.
Sara nodded and grinned, "Yeah, I did. I told you to be careful with it!"
Davis sighed, "Yeah, I know. But I wanted to look good for the talent scouts!"
"And boy did you ever! Broke the league record for rushing yards in a championship game! How are you feeling?" she asked, sitting down on the bed beside him.
"Weird," he said with a roll of his eyes and a sigh of annoyance as he brushed unfamiliarly long hair back behind his ears, "The doctors say that my cell reproduction and replacement is in overdrive. I'm eating like five times the calories I'm supposed to, and I'm still losing weight! And I have to cut my nails like twice a day, or else I end up looking like some creepy goth-rock guy. And they won't let me off the grounds to get a haircut, either."
Sara chuckled and ran her fingers through Davis' hair. It had been blonde, like her own was, and it still was at the tips, but the new, rapid growth was darker and incredibly soft, "I kind of like it like this." Sara said with a chuckle, leaning in to give Davis a kiss.
She let out a soft yelp of surprise as he embraced her and virtually pulled her onto the bed, "I'm so glad you're here, the hormone therapy they've got me on has me getting hard with nothing more'n a stiff breeze. And I've been missing you."
"Is it still...?" Sara found herself asking and Davis nodded with a wince, pulling off the bedsheet and hiking up his hospital gown to show his half-hard cock. That was the reason why Davis had checked in, after a celebratory session of lovemaking after the big game, Sara had noticed that his member had turned black and had grown several inches, seemingly overnight.
Sara whistled at the sight of her boyfriend's manhood. The black coloration had spread completely over it and it had grown as well, now nearly a foot in length. "Geez..." she said in awe.
"Yeah, the damn thing gets bigger after every hormone therapy session. They've started a new mix just today, but it still makes me horny as hell." Davis admitted with a grin, "I joked if they'd let me keep it. That got me some dirty looks."
"I'll bet!" Sara laughed, shucking her jacket and tossing it into a nearby chair and she kissed Davis again, hungrily, "I've missed you too," she whispered, a grin on her face. Sara was taking her own blend of Chimera, though not nearly as much as Davis had been. She'd taken it to clear up her skin and fill out her curves, slowly so that it looked natural. That was the way to make the alterations permanent after all, slow, low level changes adding up to the end result.
Davis had shot up six inches over the summer, and Sara had asked from something to be added to her own treatment to make herself larger as well so that there wouldn't be such a huge size difference between them.
Sara let out a soft moan as her boyfriend cupped her breasts, "You keep this up they're going to end up being bigger than your head." He teased. Sara seemed to have a complex about her chest, and kept increasing her bust size even though she had the biggest tits in school.
"They just don't feel right yet. I'll know when to stop." Sara said, half-defensively, "They look great and feel awesome, but I want them absolutely perfect."
"I thought they were absolutely perfect three cup sizes ago. I think you're just doing this because Bobbie Joe Brown got some work done offworld during summer vacation."
"Well, she doesn't have my sexy mocha complexion."
"She's got part of it, with all those freckles and all."
Sara chuckled, "Seriously, Davis? You've got your hands on my tits, a twelve inch hard-on, and you insist on talking about other women?"
The words brought a blush to his face, "Uh... sorry."
The blonde shook her head and sighed, pulling her shirt over her head and casting it aside, "I've really missed you, Davis, I have to spend like an hour a day in the bathroom playing with myself since you've been in here..."
Davis found himself unable to do much more than stare and gape at his girlfriend's figure; she seemed to have toned up a bit and once her bra was off he was pretty sure that she'd gone up another cup size since her last visit.
Sara sighed happily and massaged her melons, "That feels so much better!" she said with a grin. Her jean shorts and panties soon went the way of her shirt and bra, though she did make sure to remove the small vial.
She shook it up with a quick motion of her hand, the bright, almost neon red-purple color of it flaring into luminescence. "Open wide!" she said with a giggle and Davis obediently tilted his head back for Sara to pour the fluid in.
His body quivered as he swallowed the stuff down, feeling the familiar euphoric rush and felt his body tense. His hips bucked against his own volition and a stream of seed shot out of his manhood, splattering against the wall and ceiling, soon followed by another, and another.
Sara yelped and hopped away in surprise, "Dammit! I thought I told you to make sure you rubbed one out like two or three times a day so this wouldn't happen! I don't want my man to have a hair trigger!"
Davis blushed deeply, "I have been! More than that even! But I still..."
His protests were cut off as Sara pounced upon him, kissing him deeply. She shivered as she tasted the faint cherry flavor of the Chimera still present in his mouth and her tongue seemed to almost instinctively gather up the traces.
"Miruku says that there might be some side effects." Miruku was an off-worlder, an alien, and the only Chimera dealer in the area, "You've done just about the worst thing that you can do; big dose and then nothing for weeks. You've got the old and the new sending mixed signals. She says things can happen out in the colonies with some stuff about founder populations and genetic drift and mutations and a whole bunch of other science stuff I didn't care about." She explained as she removed Davis from the flimsy medical gown, "But she says with the hormone treatments and genetic therapy they have you on, you'll be better than ever in a few days!"
Davis moaned softly as Sara's tongue trailed down his chest, he gasped outright as she circled a nipple, "Don't do that!" he hissed, "I think it's the hormones, I'm really sensitive there for some reason!"
Sara rolled her eyes, "Don't be such a big baby! Besides I'm much more interested in this!" she said, scooting off the bed and kneeling beside it, making her on level with Davis' bestial boner.
"Gods this looks awesome. Too bad I didn't bring the lube, 'cause I'd love to see how well it fits. But I didn't, so it looks like we'll have to spend some time getting this baby all nice and slick." Sara purred as she traced her tongue over the round, flat head, removing globs of stray cum.
Davis just let her go to work, just like he always did. He wasn't much of a wordsmith and his mouth had ruined more than one intimate encounter. The last time had been when he mentioned that he would have to beg and plead for oral in the past, but now it seemed to be Sara's favorite position.
He could scarcely believe the ease that she managed to take him into her mouth and throat. Sara's Chimera blend had more than likely given her a few minor tweaks in regards to performing that act that she so loved, though Davis wasn't sure why she just about insisted on giving him a blowjob all the time. She seemed to have an obsession with her tits, and she seemed to just love sandwiching his shaft between then. She'd been delighted in his enlarged manhood, able to fit it between her knockers and get it into her mouth at the same time, and now there was even more of it to play with.
Sara let out a moan as she pulled back, letting Davis' cock free for a few moments. She had her eyes closed in bliss as she worked up and down the saliva slicked length. Davis shivered as his cock let forth a thick burst of precum, just about covering Sara's face and tits with the slick substance. He expected a chewing out, but rather than the usual lecture on controlling himself and warning her when he was going to do that, Sara merely shivered as well and began to smear the stuff all over her tits.
Davis watched, enraptured as Sara played with her breasts, toying with the ever-increasing in size piercings she'd put in them a few weeks back. He was pretty sure that she'd become really breast obsessed since she'd upped her own Chimera dosage, as a result of coaxing Davis to do the same thing to show that it was safe.
Hell, the night before the big game Sara had even let him rent a porno. Well, not quite let him. More like asked if he wanted to watch one, and then selected it herself. He was absolutely stunned to find that it was a lesbian genemod orgy breast fetish flick. Sara'd positioned herself on his cock and proceeded to play with herself and ignore him, almost hypnotized by the sheer variety of boobage on the screen.
She seemed to almost go into a trance once she got into playing with her tits. He found himself blushing and grinning a bit, reaching down and gently taking her head in his hands, coaxing her mouth back onto his shaft. The almost instinctual way she started to suck his cock was weird and a little creepy, but it felt so damned good. She never let him control the pace, usually, but she barely even seemed to notice him taking over, thrusting into her awaiting mouth as she toyed with her breasts in an almost trance-like state.
Davis grinned as he looked down at Sara, glad that his girlfriend was enjoying herself. She'd been more stressed out about the big game than he had, to be honest. They made a good pair, he thought. He needed someone to really light a fire under him in order to excel, otherwise he had a tendency to take it easy. But she drove him just as hard as she'd driven herself.
Sara had been his spotter during his workouts, stuck by his side with his daily runs. Hell, she'd been his training quarterback when he was working on long distance catches. The effects Chimera had on him had been impressive, but they'd been absolutely astounding on Sara, and she never even seemed to notice it. He couldn't imagine how someone could miss some incredible changes happening to their body like that.
Davis closed his eyes and relaxed, enjoying the slow, steady pace he was allowed to set for himself. Gods, his cock felt so good. Thankfully he wasn't on a hair trigger anymore. Hell, it felt like he wasn't even fully hard. He could feel the blood flowing into his loins and making his member swell. He focused on the sweet sensations of Sara's tongue and throat upon the head of his member and the passage of her soft, smooth breast-flesh over it. Even a pro as she was, Sara couldn't quite manage to get down all Davis' pre, and it dripped from her mouth, helping to lube her boyfriend's cock as it slid between her hooters.
His member was swelling alright, but not due to lack of full erection. Cock and balls alike were beginning to grow and expand at a slow rate, but they were not the only things on Davis that were growing. His entire body was beginning to grow, the inch of height he'd lost as whatever it was in the Chimera drug wore off and shifted him back to baseline seemed almost instantly restored, and was soon followed by several more.
Lost muscle mass began to reappear, though if Davis had been looking at himself he would have noticed that it wasn't arranged in quite the same way. Unlike previous changes, the Chimera alterations actually seemed to be reducing some areas of muscle, making some aspects of his body shape slimmer.
Davis' hair grew out; darkening still further from brown to a near-black and his skin tone seemed to shift as well, taking on a deeper tan. Even as it tickled his shoulders and back the young man didn't notice, so focused was he on his still-growing cock. A soft moan escaped from his darkened, now fully and lush lips. The sound was decidedly not that of a young man experiencing sexual bliss, but rather than of a young woman. His smoothed, elongated ears failed to notice the different sound he made, though they instinctively twitched and turned toward the noise.
In the span of perhaps thirty seconds Davis' body had rapidly toned itself back up to the athletic physique he had sported before checking into the hospital. But it did not have the powerful slabs of bulky muscle that he had before. Instead he had smooth and sensuous curves that would be more at home on a fitness model. A female fitness model.
The femboi blinked his long lashed eyes as a bolt of pleasure surged through him. His hair grew out several inches more, his body shifting even further to the feminine. The flesh around his nipples grew puffy and then rapidly expanded outward. In a few seconds Davis had gone from utterly flat to rivaling his (her?) girlfriend in the bust department.
The new shemale's hair fell across his/her face and Davis raised a hand to brush it out of the way. But instead of the easy journey between waist and head level that was expected, Davis encountered her new breasts. It was enough to draw her attention from her lustful trance.
"Wh-what?" she murmured and fully opened her eyes. Her eyes widened at the sight of her magnificent rack.
Davis cupped a breast in disbelief and gasped at near erotic overload that resulted from the touch. It confirmed that the breasts were definitely real and that they were his... hers... Davis wasn't sure what to call him/herself, she would probably think about it later. Right now all that mattered was that playing with her breasts felt so very, very good.
Just a gentle squeeze was enough to send Davis spiraling into the abyss of blissful climax. Her seed sprayed from the unsuspecting Sara's mouth and she pulled away out of reflex as a good gallon or so of semen was forced down her throat from the powerful eruption of her boyfriend's cock.
She backed away, only to receive the second load entirely on her face and breasts, as well as the third. Hot, warm, sticky, and wonderful. Sara virtually bathed in Davis' essence, delighting in the sensation of it upon her bare body. She let out a soft cry as her own climax took hold. She'd discovered a few months prior that playing with her tits had lead to more intense, stronger, longer lasting orgasms.
The lovers remained held in place by the instinctual, involuntary movements as they experienced the most incredible sexual pleasures that either one of them had felt. It took several minutes before the sensations passed and both caught their breath.
Sara giggled and wiped the goo from her eyes, standing tentatively. "A couple of times a day? Davis, you liar! I bet you've been holding out all week just so you could..."
She gasped as she caught sight of her boyfriend, well, former boyfriend, now looking more of a girlfriend in every way except the two feet worth of bestial cock between his... her legs that hung limp like a deflated fire hose atop a pair of basketball sized testes.
Davis was just as stunned and looked to Sara with an odd expression on her face. She looked confused, a bit frightened, but more than anything she seemed curious. Sara found herself licking her lips, admiring Davis' delicious curves, her sexy breasts, her fingers twitched as she imagined herself playing with them, caressing them, sucking on them.
"When Miruku said side effects, she wasn't kidding!" Sara said finally, a bit awed at the seven foot shemale before her.
"You need to get out of here, Sara." Davis said, her voice changed to that of a sexy, sultry hottie. Forget football, Davis could make a mint with a phone sex line, "Hop in the shower and get yourself washed up. I'll... add to the mess to cover up the places you were. Then um... maybe wait until my next check up. It's in a few hours, I'll say it happened after you left."
Davis blushed, her hands going to her new tits, and it took all Sara had not to pounce her stacked, sexy shemale girlfriend and rub her gooey body all over those sexy breasts and that titanic cock. She wanted it inside her more than anything. But Davis was right, she needed to get out of here, or else she might be in serious trouble.
"Um... right!" she managed, tearing her gaze away from Davis' big sexy boobs as she began to gather her clothes, which were thankfully well away from the 'blast zone,' "I'll talk to Miruku and see if she has anything that can help with this to get you back to normal."
Davis nodded and lay back on the bed, her cock hardening as she continued to fondle her tits, a grin upon her face now that she knew why Sara so enjoyed giving him... her now titfucks and blowjobs. He... she wondered if she wanted to go back to the way she'd been before...
Sara slipped into the tiny shower in the small attached bathroom, closing the door behind her so she didn't have to hear Davis' pleasured moans. Out of her lover's sight, Sara dropped down on her knees beneath the hot spray, bringing a nipple up to her mouth with one hand, the other frantically fingering her pussy as she brought Davis' beautiful body to mind. She wondered what it would take to convince him to stay that way...