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On the whole the building looked rather ordinary. Its windows were arranged in a grid from the top to the second floor, preventing anyone from looking directly into them. The rest of the building was concrete, giving off the impression of a giant grey cube with the occasional specks of glass. It fit in with all the other buildings here in the business portion of the city. It was a quiet time of the day, and the only others around would be those sneaking off to an early lunch. It was close to the city university though, so students walking around were also a common site. What was uncommon was seeing them all walk into this one building in particular. Over its bland front door, in bold letters, was the name "Nadia Research Laboratories: Volunteer Testing Center."

Loara was a thin looking coyote, and wasn't unattractive, but it was clear she was more line than shape. She looked over the doors before her and back to the piece of paper in her hand. She still had doubts about being in the right place. She'd been told one could come to this place, partake in a few experiments, and walk out the door with some cash in hand. She'd done psychological experiments and a few surveys before. Nothing significant, but the pay helped a little with food during the semester. Unfortunately the psychology department would no longer accept her as a source of average mental health and sent her here instead. She slowly walked up the stairs and entered, since staying outside didn't answer any questions and left her just as broke.

The inside arrangements were different from the outside. Gone was the dull grey concrete and shining windows, inside it was a stark white from the walls to the floors. It was a clinical white in fact, best suited to hospitals and medical centers, which didn't surprise Loara at all. Perhaps that's what this place was. She soon found herself at the end of the hall, which terminated in a large open waiting room. She wasn't the only one there. A medley of all sorts of people were there. Furre, human, tall, small, and everything in between. Sitting at a desk near the back was a calm but grumpy receptionist. It was clear she just wanted to leave for lunch already.

Loara walked up to the woman and cleared her throat. The coyote femme wasn't shy by any degree, but she felt heavily intimidated by the situation. "H-hello? Is this the place for the ... tests?"

The receptionist looked up at her for a half second, and then looked down her too, as if the tests had already began. Her voice was short and proper, like she'd said it at least ten times before. "Please fill out the form as best you can with your age, blood type, and disease history. Please tell the truth as it could affect results. If there's anything you are unsure of we can do some tests here for you. Once the form is done please return to me for a number. Understood?"

That last question bit Loara a little, but she took the form and went to an open seat between a giraffe and a ferret. The questions were confusing, to put it simply. They weren't difficult, just odd and sometimes completely without reason. Do you enjoy breathing oxygen? Have you been exposed to uranium in the past five weeks? Are you familiar with current trends in nanotechnology? Loara quickly filled in the bubbles on the questionnaire and returned it. The ticker tape outputted a number. It didn't take a mathematician to see she was the last on the list.

There was a long wait for her, with the group slowly thinning out. Sometimes the receptionist would say a number, other times a researcher in a lab coat would poke their head out of the doorway to the labs. Soon it was only Loara, and the receptionist had nearly forgotten about her. The receptionist picked up a phone and listened to it. "Mmhmm? Yes sir. Yes. Yes sir. Miss? The doctor will see you now." It really was like a hospital then if they had a doctor. Wait... a doctor?

Loara stood up, confused, and walked to the door. As she opened it a man would finish opening it for her. He was looking down at his clipboard, reading it off silently as Loara just stood there. He was a tall feline of the maine coon persuasion, complete with the tuft of fur on the neck and the lynx-like features. He was tall, that was for certain, and had a thin lanky frame. He was a nerd in every sense of the word, and the lab coat with overstuffed pockets completed the look. Loara relaxed now at the sight of this man. She was expecting some sort of monster. He looked up from the clipboard at her, and looked at her face, then the rest of her. His voice was calm, clinical, and confident, defying the appearance of the place. "Loara... Starchild, I presume? That's an... interesting name. Dr. Manik DepraSeeve, at your service."

She blinked and slowly took his hand when he offered it. His handshake was firm but it was clear he didn't have much strength behind it. "Uh, Yes that's me. I... changed my name, let's just say my birth name is a little dull. I take it you're the one doing the... study?"

The doctor nodded and led her into the hallway. The halls past the receptionist room were a drastic change that was definitely unsettling. The lighting was dimmer due to less sources on the ceiling, and the walls and floor were missing drywall and paint. On the whole it didn't look dangerous just... unfinished. Manik smiled to her as they moved. "Indeed I am. Here at Nadia we take our research very seriously. We're always in need of willing subjects for experiments, which is why we do this little volunteer program."

The halls were quiet, but the occasional noise came from the doors around the two of them. A growl, a cough, a bark, all very muffled. It occurred to Loara that no one had actually come back out of these doors once they went in them. Loara looked over to Manik. "So... doctor. What do you do here? It doesn't seem like you do... mental stuff. The psychologists I helped before sent me here so I thought you'd be the same stuff."

Manik chuckled and looked at the halls. "Nadia has a lot of different research thrusts, such as genetics, robotics, materials, and energy. You'll be helping us with a cosmetic solution we have for temporary physical changes." He finally arrived with her at a door at the very far end of the hallway and led her inside. Although the inside gave a lot to think about the only thought that penetrated Loara's mind was "Changes?"

The lab inside was better kept than the hallway, and there seemed to have been some significant money spent on the equipment. She couldn't tell what any of it was, but they had a lot of warning stickers and buttons. The walls were high and dark, but only because the lights didn't seem to illuminate them. She also noticed a complete lack of windows, which was strange given how far they walked and how many she'd seen outside on the upper floors. Her gaze went away from the walls to a workstation that Manik had walked to. On it were numerous vials, all silver and virtually identical. He set down the clipboard and looked at them. "Ah... where is it... ah! Here it is!"

He reached out and grabbed a vial that looked like any other in the sheer clutter. "Before we begin I just need to confirm again. You did sign the safety waiver right?" Loara replied with a tilt of her head. Manik shrugged and looked back at his equipment. "Oh well, I guess it won't really matter so long as I let you know what's happening. In short, Nadia is currently developing a method to modify the body using nanoscopic machines built on bis-peptide chains and graphene layer transistors." Loara's face was about as blank as the walls. "You know... nanorobots." Her face didn't change "You know what? I've got a better idea."

He checked off something on a clipboard and reached out for a different vial. "Here it is... RMG-02, Power House as I like to call it." From a drawer he took what looked like a glue gun, and he clipped the vial into the back. He grinned and looked at her for a moment. "What we've figured out is big, really big... like I will be in a moment." He pressed the gun against his arm and, rather than a gunshot, the sound of compressed air puffed out, and a small dose of the vial was shot straight into his blood through the skin. He set the device down on the desk and stepped back. His clinical grin was starting to grow much more devious. Loara's curiosity was peaked.

The first notable change was Manik's chest and shoulders. They visibly bulked up, giving off an odd noise almost like a balloon inflating, but flesh instead. His arms bulked up next and he'd give an impressive flex to test the muscles. The growth traveled down the rest of him, and filled out his face as well. He wasn't the frail looking nerd now. He looked more like some dominating businessman that didn't belong in a lab coat at all. He looked back at her, pleased with the changes but not surprised in the slightest that they occurred. "See? This is what we're trying to do. We've been experimenting with permanent changes too but the body finds some way to revert back. Maybe in the future but alas, this is only the present."

If there was anything to set off Loara it was that. She wasn't a quiet girl normally, but this place had put her off guard. She'd always been interested in changing... anything about herself. She'd tried to be outgoing, she'd tried self-help books. She even took a course in occult studies and tried to change herself using magic. As she looked at her body she reminded herself how all that came from those attempts was a burn mark on her dorm room floor and candlewax everywhere. She looked right back at Manik and sent off a volley of questions.

"That's incredible! How does it work? What are its limits? Could you inject multiple times? Have you injected multiple times? Could you do different ones at the same time? Why can't you make it permanent? Is it dangerous? Can't be dangerous right? Else why would you inject itself? Unless you're crazy. Are you crazy? You're definitely mad. You're mad! You're a mad genius!" She laughed loudly, giving off the distinctive coyote yips and howls. She calmed down within the span of a few seconds and looked at him, grinning with teeth. "So what were you planning to inject me with?"

Manik blinked, surprised at the sudden shift in personality. She also noticed her more... predatory tone now. Oh yes, this girl was going to be at least a little dangerous. He looked back at the vial on the desk, the one meant for her. "Well... I didn't get even half those questions, but I can say that the hurdles are being overcome through research, and test subjects like yourself mean a lot to that progress as for what I was going to use well... oh... umm..." He tried to move the vial slowly away, and Loara snatched it up, grinning as she tried to find a label.

She couldn't seem to find one, which only made her more curious. "So what's this then? How can you tell which is which? What if I mixed them around? You'd never be able to tell." Manik glared and tried to grab at it again, but failed each time. His swipes were a little too obvious, and he didn't think about using his newfound bulk to just grab the thin coyote's arm. She grabbed for the air gun and jumped back, smirking. "So there we go umm... wait... how does this work again?"

Manik sighed and started to get a video camera set up. "Press the button on the side and pop out that vial, place it on the table, slide in the next, and when you hear it click and whirr its ready. As for how I can tell which is which... mad scientist trade secret." He checked off something on his clipboard and turned on the camera. "Alright, we're ready to go you, you crazy person. Don't say I didn't warn you... because I didn't." Loara grinned and pressed the airgun up against her arm just like Manik had done, and pulled the trigger. She basically did what was going to happen anyway, only in a way that made her feel in control and made Manik feel very out of control.

Had an explanation been given to her about the vial it may have been a moot point now, as she started to feel an intense pressure in her chest. It was different from Manik's sensations. For one it felt more and more extreme, and she could feel her body increasing in temperature. The sensation stayed on her chest, and she moaned out in shock and pleasure as the pressure jumped to two points on her chest. Two very specific points. She grabbed at her shirt, clawing at herself and trying to dig at whatever was causing this feeling. It didn't hurt and it certainly wasn't unpleasant, but the pressure only seemed to be increasing and growing more intense like an itch that couldn't be scratched.

The pressure soon overcame the strength of her skin and flesh, and rather than exploding she felt her chest increasing. She moaned out loudly at that. The sensations were quickly becoming pleasurable and... almost addicting. Her chest continued to expand until it was clear she had a pair of two new breasts on her chest. They were nice ample D's, and compared to the flat chest she had before these were a godsend. They barely pulled up on her shirt, and the lack of bra meant that her nipples poked right through her t-shirt. She had a strange expression on her face now, and Manik wasn't sure what to think of it. She breathed heavily, never breaking eye contact from him. She reached for the air gun and only said one word. "Again."

She pulled up her shirt, revealing those new breasts of her. Her nipples, now more sensitive than ever, hardened in the air, and gave her a perfect location to inject another shot. One on each breast, she thought, it made perfect sense to her. Manik tried to stop her, but as she finished up he merely sighed and checked off on the clipboard. It was important to keep track of how many dosages occurred. He looked back at her and frowned. "I've never given someone three dosages before and not... so rapidly. Hope you enjoy the consequences." He moved behind the desk, hiding his rather significant erection.

Loara growled happily. "I don't care, god that was intense. It was... ah... ah... ahhh!" She moaned out again, dropping to the ground from the sheer jolt through her form. This wasn't like an itch now. It was like a sheer wave of pleasure through her brain. Her breasts continued to expand further, and were now growing so fast that it was a miracle the rest of her could keep up. Manik pointed the camera down on her, showing her breasts pushing her shirt up and out of the way. She was heading past the point of measuring now, and all she could do was moan out in pleasure. It would make sense for the sensations to die down as the changes finished, but they only seemed to increase further. She growled out in a loud climax, and Manik blinked, surprised at her reaction.

She looked over at him and glared, but not in a mean or evil way, but in a way that screamed purpose. "So that's what it is then? You were going to... you were going to make my breasts bigger is that it? Felt you could just turn me into this?" She moaned out again, feeling an aftershock from the finished transformation. Her breasts were so large she had to prop them on her knees. "You're a pervert you know that? So what's this... ahh... good for? Not curing any diseases I'd think."

Manik shifted his head. "Well no, but it would help those who had to have a mastectomy if we can make it permanent... and mass growth has a lot of benefits... plus there are plenty of recreational uses and... are you okay down there?"

"No no I'm fine, just cumming my brains out. What's in that stuff anyway? Those drugs can't be legal."

"There aren't any drugs in it, per se. It's just the nanorobots. They go in, modify your matter, and use what they can find to expand you out. Sooner or later they always lose though, and everything goes back to normal. You're not under the effects of any drugs, just the effect of I-don't-know-what due to how much you shot into yourself. We weren't planning on upping dosages until three months from now." He kept himself behind the desk, hiding that he was fully erect now.

"Well to be honest I'd do it again if I could still reach that dang injector." She tried reaching up for the airgun, finding it just within reach on the desk. Manik immediately dashed over and moved it further from her. The nanites were known to be safe in small dosages, but there was no telling what would happen if she kept doing this, and he would prefer not to have an incident. Although it was clear one was already occurring. He looked down at her, seeing the hungry look in her eye. Her hunger wasn't exactly for food either.

Her eyes didn't take too long to drift down and look at the erection in front of her. She reached up and grabbed at his pants, having trouble getting up further due to the increased weight on her front. "And what's this? You really are a pervert. You didn't just give me this hell of a drug... you're actually hard from it? Hmm?" A paw rubbed up against his crotch, and Manik couldn't help but give off a small noise.

He looked back at the camera, trying to ignore that it was still on. "Well... I did feel you needed... an... improvement... but it's not my fault you started injecting yourself... without warning."

Loara grinned and slowly unzipped his pants, letting his length fall out and greet her. She smirked at him and started to stroke at the length. "So... did you modify this too?" Manik would smirk and respond with a no. "Hmm... too bad. I bet you could make a fortune with something like that. Just think how many unsatisfied housewives would thank you... personally." Loara licked at the tip just slightly, forcing a moan from the feline. "Oh what's that? Is the kitty enjoying himself?"

Manik moaned out and gripped Loara's head. He was a normally dominant man, both sexually and in his research. He wasn't used to someone well... getting under his skin like this, and his pants as well it seemed. He tried to get back in control, gripping her and angling her head for his length. Loara mouthed a "yes," like she wanted this just as much as him, like she wanted to be gripped tightly. He slid his waiting member into her mouth, and couldn't help but moan out as she sucked down on him.

Loara's skills implied she rarely had a chance to do this aside from the occasional banana, but she had the perfect mouth for the task, no modification needed in his opinion. She continued to slurp and suck at him until he couldn't help but moan out. She pushed back at that point, denying him a well-sucked climax. "Oh no you don't. You do all this to me? No. Not happening. So what are you going to do, doctor? Force me down?" She grinned at him, showing off her sharp canid teeth. Her look was that of a born tease who finally had a worthy prey.

Manik growled down at her and smirked. "You're quite annoying like that aren't you?" He let go of her, letting her fall forward onto her own breasts and knees. Exactly where she wanted to be though, as a smirk graced her lips. Her rear stuck up, swaying back and forth to beckon him closer. He walked around her and gripped at her jeans. He took one last moment to look up at the camera pointing at the two of them. His mind first went to 'ah fuck it' but his crotch rerouted it to 'fuck her.'

Pregnancy, disease, nanites mixing, and a dozen other far more ridiculous worries left his mind the moment he entered her. Similar worries in Loara's thoughts evacuated as if pushed out by him. They were both full of hormones both natural and artificial, giving a sensual cocktail that made even the most focused of nerds drop their cares, and pants. Both of them were clearly enjoying it, especially since it seemed neither had had any fun remotely like this lately. Loara just simply hadn't had a recent lover besides her hand and the produce aisle, and Manik... well... he hadn't had a lover that made him earn it before.

The two of them moaned out and roared, each one giving off their unique grunts and growls. Manik supported himself with one arm while the other held onto Loara's breast, finding it easy to maintain this posture due to his bulk. Loara murred and moaned, finding it a sensation she'd never experienced before. It was just as addicting as the transformations, and like an addict she wanted more. She gripped at the back of Manik's neck and moaned up to him. "Come on, doctor. This patient is needing more. Give her everything you got!"

He roared out loudly and gripped her breast much more tightly while his other hand grabbed and silenced her mouth. "Enough! You're mine now! Right now you're mine! You've been an annoying tease, you've wasted priceless samples and up to now you've been wasting my time, so prove it! Prove you're worth what I have to give!" He leaned up, holding both his and Loara's body up. He thrusted harder and more deeply now, letting his length push in as far as it could inside of her, rubbing the tip right up against a particular spot on Loara's inner walls.

Her eyes opened wide and she found her moans silenced by Manik's thick hand while his comparable length kept her plugged up below. She tensed up completely and clenched her inner walls down on him, showing just how tight she could truly get. He grunted loudly, clenching both of her breasts tightly and letting his claws dig in. Her climax was rough, brutal, and mind blowing. She couldn't get enough of it. He was already giving more.

He thrusted hard into her, lifting her up with his body and letting his length go in as far as her weight would allow, which was significantly amplified due to her physics-defying breasts. He growled out, pulling her close and letting out that feral noise right into her ear. She could feel it, that hot seed pumping right into her. His whole body twitched and jolted, his muscles locking up in the intense pleasure only a truly satisfying climax could give. His hands moved to her shoulders and clenched her down, keeping her on his length until all of his seed pumped into her, letting her know exactly what and who was inside of her.

The two of them fell forward onto the ground, with Manik still inside Loara. The two of them breathed out in short, rhaspy, sweaty pulses. Both of them had used everything they had in those moments, and the two of them seemed hungry for more.... if they had had the strength. Loara looked back at the doctor and smiled. Manik chuckled and nodded back. "We haven't been properly introduced... Manik... DepraSeeve... pleasure to meet you."

Loara giggled at him. "We already did the introductions. Loara Starchild, and trust me. The pleasure is all mine." She gave him a light kiss on the cheek, as far as she could turn at the moment. Soon the two of them passed out on the ground, sleeping the sleep of the well-fucked. The receptionist would wonder what kept the doctor's last volunteer so long, but she'd think none of it go home early.

Manik would soon stir awake, smiling happily and reaching out for Loara, but finding she was no longer there. He stood up and looked around. The room was quiet and empty, and had clearly been so for a while. His head hurt a little from lying on the floor, and his body was stiff for the obvious reasons. He stood up and saw the clearest sign that Loara had left in good spirits: the airgun was missing. In its place was his clipboard. In a large blank space was a cartoonish coyote smiling at him and a phone number. Manik stared at the clipboard and couldn't help but let out a toothy grin. "Oh she's good." He then looked at the camera... which was also missing. "...very good. She's going to be fun." And with that the coyote and the maine coon met and fell... not quite in love, perhaps something a bit more primal and... transformative.