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Jennifer sucked nonchalantly on the lollipop. It was a bright red cherry sucker, like the kind you'd find in bulk bags at a grocery store. She always had a craving for sweets, and after a long bout of hypnotherapy sessions she finally overcame her smoking addiction. Granted the addiction was now for lollipops and similar candies, but she felt brushing her teeth more often was better than lung cancer. The dark haired human walked down the catwalk as she enjoyed her treat, taking a look at her surroundings and only half-listening to her friend and coworker.

Greg had been explaining to her the details of the facility, but he realized he had lost her as she took in the scope of the place. The catwalk they both stood on was just a few feet over numerous large vats, allowing for one to examine and take samples from them, but also to quickly move over the maze of vats while those working on pumping and measuring their contents worked a floor below. The facility hall was at least four vats wide, with walkways on the side for further examination. The hall was only one of many in a facility meant for industrial scale production of... whatever was in the vats.

Jennifer's coworker pulled up a small cup of the quicksilver-looking liquid on a chain. "And this is what we've been working on, Jen. Manufacturing grade nanorobots. Capable of incredible feats of atomic manipulation and construction. That make much sense to you?" The grey fox was a lanky fellow, a definite engineer and technician for the facility. And of the two involved he was the only one who understood what really was going on in the cup.

Jennifer on the other hand was a more voluptuous human. She wasn't an unrealistic bombshell, but she was the type of woman who looked completely comfortable in her skin and business suit, and as confused as she was, she wasn't stupid. "Most of it does... mostly what it can do, which is thankfully all the board wants to know about. So they can modify anything?"

He held the small sample cup in a gloved hand and reached for a two-pronged electrode on his belt. "Indeed. I mean... they probably should care about the material requirements for this massive facility since we can't really manufacture much with the resources given. Heck half the vats are empty! But one interesting thing these things can do is take any shape they wish. Try this for a sight." He pressed the electrode into the cup, a loud spark coming from the contact. As he pulled the electrode back a complex geometric shape, almost like a tetrahedral rose, formed.

Jen smiled and clapped her hands gently. "Well that is certainly interesting. And that's not all it does I take it? What commercial uses do they have?" She walked over to tap the rose a little, but Greg pulled it back. He pulled the electrode away from the rose and it quickly melted apart. He poured the cup into a small container and sealed it up. Contamination of the larger vat was too great a risk for him to pour back his test samples.

"Sorry, the nanites are very... friendly might be the word. We haven't had an accident yet, but there's only a few materials they don't react with, so we have to keep a close eye on them in case of accidents. And they have numerous uses. Drug synthesis, manufacturing of virtually anything you could think up. The list goes on and on. So long as we can figure out how to integrate them safely into society they could be an extremely beneficial material."

The nerdy fox enjoyed speaking about the nanites that the company was planning to build his fortune on. Jen smiled as she listened to him speak while working. The two of them knew each other from the same college, although the two of them rarely interacted there. They were much more social now that they were coworkers, and they worked well enough together. Greg could always translate the most confusing of the egghead talk into something that Jen could translate into business lingo for the upper management. It was a pleasant coexistence for them both, and Jen would calmly finish off another one of her candies while watching Greg take his last few measurements.

" So do you have everything done, Greg?"

"Yes actually. Monitoring the vats is mostly what they've put me in charge of lately. It's not a glamorous job, but it's something. Nothing like you. I heard they're going to promote you to one of the director positions."

"Not really. I was going to get the position but... they passed me over for someone else. They told me they wanted someone more flexible but... I don't know. I know the company like the top of my desk... Hey! Can this stuff change a person?

"Sure, that's the ultimate goal for it anyway. Testing on lab animals is working fine."

"Could I see a demonstration of these types of changes?"

"Of what?"

"I want to see it... change someone, like me. Could it change me, as in how I look?"

"Wait change someone? Change you? We're not even ready for those kinds of tests. We haven't had any serious concerns during the animal testing but... we won't be ready for clinical trials until next year!"

"That's what I want to see though. It's not just something the board would want to know about its... interesting to me. If we can help improve people, I'd like to see it in action."

Greg frowned at the strong woman. She wanted to see the nanites in action, immediately. "Tell you what. I'll... I'll be right back. I'll go get a couple of the technicians, and we can show you the actual manufacturing methods of the nanites, alright?" Jen agreed and watched as he turned and headed off for the clean rooms. Jen meanwhile made a few calls to upper management, letting them know the facility was proceeding smoothly. Soon she was done with her calls and with writing notes down. She smiled and looked down the hall as she waited for Greg. In short it was turning into a calm but pleasant day. Her boredom got the best of her, and she reached into her purse for another sucker.

She leaned over the catwalk, looking down at the vats. They were rather large containers. She could probably fit her whole body in and then some. Her thoughts changed to what the nanites could do. She wondered about how they could change a person. There were the obvious customers wanting to be taller or have a curvier figure, but she wondered what she'd want herself. She pulled the lollipop out of her mouth in a long draw and stared at it. She kept imagining 'better,' but what did that really mean? She was comfortable with her figure but at the same time wanted to improve, and didn't know what that really meant. Her thoughts went to Greg's appearance. "Hmm... maybe I could be a furre... that might be a bit awkward to explain to mom... and dad. Hmm..." Her thoughts went to Greg, wondering about the man she had known only intermittently over the years. The occasional hello in college and the frequent exchanges at work kept him permanently as 'the nerdy guy from R&D.' She laughed a little imagining herself with a large tail and ears, and nearly thought of herself with fur when she realized her hand was sans lollipop.

She looked down, noticing that the sucker had fallen. She couldn't help but just stare at what had happened for a moment. The lollipop had wedged itself in a crack in the lip of the vat. It was just a single movement away from falling into the vat and contaminating the whole thing. She didn't exactly want to be responsible for that, not with how hard she was trying to get the promotion. She looked around, trying to find someone to help her. No one was around though. They were all elsewhere, filling up vats and doing tests. It was only Jen.

She mustered up whatever courage she had and kneeled down on the catwalk. Just reach down, grab the candy, and prevent an entire batch of nanites from being contaminated. She grabbed onto one of the bars of the catwalk and leaned forward as far as she could. The lollipop was just out of reach. Even worse, she could see it tipping towards the vat. She let go of the bar to get her just a few more inches. She reached out farther and grabbed it just in time. "Jen: 1, Gravity: nil!" She would have congratulated herself had she not realized she was still leaning downward, getting closer to the vat. She was slowly sliding forward off the catwalk! She struggled and tried to lean back up but in her panic she sealed her fate. She slipped completely off the catwalk and into the vat with a loud splat, as if she'd landed on something solid instead of liquid.

The liquid had seemed to thicken just at the moment of her impact. She took the moment to stand up, but attempts only made her feet and hands stick into the soft material. It quickly grew more liquid again, with all the feel and stickiness of syrup. She struggled and grunted, trying to swim out of the material as she felt a burning sensation in her lower body. The nanites were starting to react.

The liquid seemed to rise up her body, coating over her clothes and outfit. It instantly ate through her attire, tearing it apart for food and sustenance. The lollipops seemed to be its preferred food. It tore them apart with vigor and made the nanites near her purse a cherry color. However, Jen had no time to bother with that right now. She tried reaching up for the catwalk one more time, screaming out loudly for help. She finally got a grip on it and hung on for dear life!

The nanites were coiling up past her breasts now, and she could feel her suit and undergarments completely eaten away. The nanites had seeped into any hole they could find, causing her to gasp out. The grey waves piled onto her, pulling her down into the vat. As the nanites covered her face, she'd see them trail up her arm, and forcibly pull her off the catwalk. The nanites wanted her, and they were going to have her.

As they covered her whole body and pulled her down into the blackness, Jen couldn't help but wonder what they planned to do to her. She couldn't even react or struggle as she felt the grey liquid forcibly push into her mouth. The material in her rear and pussy seemed to expand too, causing a severely muffled moan. The burning sensation was now over her entire body. She couldn't resist whatever changes they were making to her. The sensation was strange though, like she was being forced to feel tired. She soon lost to the effects, and fell into a forced sleep. As she went under the surface completely she'd swear she tasted cherry.

Jen would slowly stir from her slumber. She felt... odd. It was like the feeling of getting up out of bed and immediately falling back down. At first all she saw was a dim red, and then she realized her eyes were closed. She slowly opened them, having some difficulty adjusting to the bright light of the room. Soon her eyes adjusted, and she was able to look around. There was a lot different about her environment.

She wasn't in the vat anymore, but she was still in a container of some kind. It was square shaped, and made of plexiglas on all sides. There wasn't a clear opening aside from a small slot near the top, leaving no clue of how she had got into the container. She looked around the room outside the container, and saw she was in what looked like a lab of some kind. There was a lot of equipment but the place was generally empty, save for a grey fox sleeping on a chair. It was Greg! She yelled out at the container and slammed her fist against it. Rather than the expected thud of flesh on plastic, she heard a wet slap like before.

She looked at her hand. It was a bright cherry red, with dark red at the edges. She froze and stared at her own hand, seeing how it glistened in the light. It was almost transparent in the center. She looked up and down her body. It was all the same red color, with her transparent skin dark red at the edges. She ignored that she was completely nude, and saw how her legs didn't really exist at the moment. They kind of melted into the cherry liquid below her. She looked behind herself, trying to turn but finding her whole body spun without any effort. She noticed a mirror behind her and stared. Her face looked the same as before, but was now the red rubbery color. Her eyes were the same as her body, shiny and featureless. It seemed less like she had eyes and more like a rubber version of her had the shape of eyes. Her hair seemed to be a single unit, no longer individual strands, just a single dark red trail down her back. It moved and flowed like hair would, and it would separate like it too, but never into strands. As she stared at her changed self she did what anyone would do in that situation. She screamed at the top of her lungs.

Greg jolted awake from the noise and fell back in his chair, spilling a large bag of lollipops that were on his lap. He stood up instantly and stared at Jennifer. "Jen! You're alive!" He ran over to the container, letting stray wrappers fall to the ground. He pressed his hands up against it, matching hers. "After you fell in all we found was a layer of goop on top. I thought... I thought you were dead."

While Greg was relieved, Jen was much less so. She had enough to worry about besides being dead or not! "What do you mean you found me as goop? Am I still goop? Am I even human? Can I even live like this? Am I going to die?! What's going on!?" She paused and was going to breathe in to continue speaking, when she realized she had no need to. The pause was just enough to calm her down. She looked up at Greg with worried eyes. "Am... am I going to be alright?"

Greg stared at the worried goo woman. She looked in relatively good shape, and if the nanites were to have killed her, they would have done so already. The odds of them changing her entire physical makeup and then getting something wrong was, in a word, insignificant. " I think you're going to be fine. Well... fine has a new meaning for you now I guess. You were wanting to see the nanites change something and well, it seems you got the full package. The techs are going to love this for research, but I don't know if you can be changed back. You're not exactly... solid anymore."

Jen nodded, keeping her eyes on him. Both of them were noticing something strange about that: they were looking right at each other. Normally they looked away or down when facing each other. Greg especially wasn't comfortable looking Jen in the eye, and thankfully he never took advantage of looking at her figure. Speaking of figure, Jen at that point was running her hands down her form, noting just how fluid-like she had become. "This is rather... strange, but interesting. I'll certainly stand out from the other applicants won't I?" She smiled, enjoying how easy it was to move above all else. It felt so new and strange, like every sensation, no matter how mundane, was brand new. She soon faced an all too familiar feeling. She shivered as if she were cold, and held her stomach-goo tightly. "Umm... could I have something to eat?"

Greg blinked and looked around, trying to find something. "Hmm... unfortunately all I have are those lollipops. I umm... well while I was... well worrying might be the right word... I umm... found a bag of the lollipops you like. I thought if you... well if you were okay you'd like some."

Jen blushed a little at that, giving off a pink coloring to her already red flesh. "Well... thanks Greg. That's... kind of sweet actually. And, it's not so much I like them but... you know what that's a story for another day. Plop a couple in here!"

Greg nodded and unwrapped a couple for the waiting Jen, and slipped them into the slot at the top. She reached up to try and grab them, only to find every one of the candies went straight through her transparent hands. She stared at her hands in disbelief. Following the path of the suckers she looked down into the pool of liquid below her torso and saw them floating harmlessly in the goo. The weirdest part was that she could feel it, like her whole hand was around it. "Okay... that's different. Wait... let me try..." She grunted a little, expecting difficulty, but found moving the lollipop through her body was as easy as thought. It was natural. As it pulled up through her body to where her stomach used to be she would absorb the sugar and few nutrients in the sucker. She murred out happily, like her nonexistent stomach was filling up. "That feels nice... could I have more?"

Greg chuckled and unwrapped a couple more of the candies and slipped them into container. She happily let them fall into her form, and soon she felt better. Greg blinked at the sight of her absorbing the sugar, and got curious. He tore open the rest of the sucker wrappers and placed the candies back in the bag. Jen impatiently waited, wondering what the strange fox was going to do. He poured the bag into the slot, letting all of the candies pour down onto her. She quickly absorbed all of them, and within minutes she was dissolving only the lovely red discs with the sticks tossed out of her form. As she finished she gave off a pleasant sigh. "Ah that hit the spot. Thanks hun... it's... weird... there was a pleasant little rush the first times like..." She froze as the sugar and chemicals hit her version of a bloodstream. If one candy was a rush this was an avalanche.

She moaned out all of a sudden, as if she were much more aware of her body's sensitivity. Every spot on her body suddenly reminding her just how needy it could possibly be, especially between her legs. Although nothing was there just yet, as she pressed her red fingers up against it a lovely slit and bump formed. She couldn't help but pleasure herself, the sensation was beyond anything she'd felt when normal. It was like a sugar rush, but horny. Every inch of her form needed attention, and she could only focus on the most in need. As she moved her hands to the locations that needed her touch most, her body would adapt to meet her needs. Nipples formed for her to grab, her clit grew larger and more sensitive, and her rear seemed to plump up and appear for her to press against the glass. Greg could see it reflected in the mirror behind her, and tried as he could to not react to the suddenly moaning googirl, but he was very clearly aroused and bothered. She continued to please herself, finding that, for all this new sensitivity, she still couldn't reach her peak. She stared at Greg and his erection, and licked her lips. That was just the treat she needed.

The next movement happened too fast for Greg to process or Jen to really think about. All anyone would see would be a flying stream of red goo shooting up for the opening of the container. She flowed out of the opening before slamming into Greg, knocking him to the ground before reforming on top of him. She had a clearly aroused blush on her now, which showed as a sharp pink on her red face. She stared right at Greg, and the two shared another eye-to-eye stare, their second in their collective memory. For just a moment they were silent. There were no words that could describe a primal need.

Jen's body was already pressing up against his bulge. She easily moved up over it and let her gooey form undo his pants. She stared at what was underneath. The nerdy fox clearly had something to give her, and from the pent up expression on his face it was clear he hadn't much use with it. She grinned and licked her lips again. She raised herself up over it, pausing just a moment to tease the fox. He tried to raise his hands for her, but her slime grabbed and pinned him down. She wanted this. To be in control, to be the one in power. She gripped at his body, and dropped herself down, letting the whole length enter her soft cherry form.

Their first reactions were almost unexpected. Neither was a virgin, even Greg had had a few times before. Jen's whole form felt brand new even in this way. Not that she cared at the moment. A foreign length inside of her felt world's beyond what her fingers could. It pressed right where it needed to be. She moaned out and let her goo form wrap around and cushion him as she began to move up and down on his length. As the pleasure increased her body would stiffen, becoming firmer and at the same time more for Greg to grip. It also tightened her up even more.

** ** The grey fox below her gripped at her thighs, finding she was now a much firmer form. She was also notably lighter, allowing him to move easily under her. She was already moaning from penetration alone, but all it took was one single thrust from him to cause her to freeze up. She gave off a soft high pitched squeak and started to move herself. From there the two moved with no regard for time and place.

** ** The only sounds in the clinical lab were their moans, groans, and other sexual noises. The wet slap from Jen's slick body and always wet hole dotted every one of Greg's thrusts. His animal grunts combined with Jen's own moans produced an arousing song that only they heard. As they continued, Jen's body pulled itself together, filling out her breasts and rear with the extra mass.

This merely gave more for Greg to hold, and more surface area to increase Jen's pleasure further. Neither really cared nor thought about their actions. Jen didn't even cause her body to move. It was her subconscious running wild at this point. Greg's actions weren't his own either. He growled, moaned, and gripped at her body, showing off all the animalistic need a nerdy furre could build up. He was close to his peak too. He reached out and grabbed at her breasts, gripping them tightly as he thrusted up into her. She froze at the touch, not expecting it, but finding it just what she wanted.

All she could do was moan out. It was louder than before. Her few climaxes before this jolted her but made her want more. This one pushed her over the top. Her whole body seemed to tense, and for a second she was more like a rubbery toy than anything else. Her pussy seemed to suck him further, giving a constant and pleasing sensation on his length. It was like he was experiencing every form of pleasure she could give him at once, and he moaned out in response. He gripped her breasts tightly and thrusted up as hard as he could, pushing his length in completely. The two of them moaned out at once, letting them both know they had reached their climax.

Greg's climax was intense and powerful, assisted greatly by Jen's rubber-goo body and tight toy-like hole, yet it paled to her own. Her body had grown harder and more rubberlike as she approached that sweet peak, but when she finally released it all changed. A thick, sticky, and cherry-scented liquid coated Greg's length and stained the floor. It was no small amount either, pouring out of her and mixing with his own white seed. His cum was pulled up inside of her and mixed with her own rubbery form, causing her body to grow slightly more pink in color. As her climax continued to shake her whole body her grip on herself weakened, and she melted down to the ground, forming a red pool of liquid next to him, with the outline of her pleased body and face in it.

She slowly reformed into her normal shape, while retaining the gooey appearance. Greg and her lied on the ground, neither moving much. They were both exhausted. The most the two could do would be slowly holding their hands. It wasn't exactly after-sex intimacy, but for two people who were mere acquaintances hours before, it was a world of difference. They would soon drift off into pleasant sleep, the smell and taste of cherry staining their dreams.

Jen would still be rubbery when they awoke, with the changes made to her by the nanites permanent, but she didn't mind. She appreciated her new form, and Greg seemed to as well. The reaction from the researchers and the Board of Directors was priceless, but in a good way. She got her promotion, but not in the way she expected. She was now the administrator of the factory's labs, allowing them to run tests on her while she made sure they met deadlines. At the same time Greg was promoted to her chief lab tech, allowing the two of them to see each other much more often.

A few months later the labs would be closing down for the day, everyone else was heading home, and the place was quickly becoming much quieter. Jennifer finished up her reports, typing at a waterproof keyboard. She looked up to see Greg walking in, carrying a small bag and a grin on his face. Her eyes were stuck on the bag. "Now what is that? Brought me a treat have you?" He dropped the bag on the desk and opened it, showing a one-pound bag of cherry suckers. She quietly licked her lips and looked up at him.

"Oh I see. Better lock the doors, hun. We are going to be here all night."