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🕑 Added 2023-12-18 00:43:38 +0000 UTC
The physics of living state matter, gene therapy treatment, the chemiosmotic theory, DNA’s own double helix structure – the list of biotechnological feats and discoveries that helped shaped today’s world was endless. Nearly none of them would have been possible without the work of Charles Bloom, the twentieth century’s premier biologist, engineer, and everything in between. Born in the mid 1900’s, Victor quickly rose to fame after pushing his education far beyond what anyone thought possible at the time, discovering breakthrough after breakthrough.
The combination of overwhelming intellect mixed with little free time and the needs of a young adult was difficult to balance. Victor had always thought he’d been exceptional at time management and social skills in the moment, but in reality, everyone was kept at arm’s length, including his family. He never made any true and lasting friendships, as very few people were able to both keep up and interest him. He was reluctant to share his amassing wealth with his family, feeling as if his parents began to love him more only after he began to prove his ability to the world. As for women, Charles was no stranger to bedding lucky damsels after drinks or parties, but a lasting relationship never felt like it was in the cards.
Before Victor realized it, the year 2000 had rolled around. He was lounging around his large, lonely house, retired in his early 50’s. He felt it happening for nearly a decade prior and it was only getting worse – his life was slipping away, and more and more bodily functions were falling out of his control. The people he saw daily dwindled, his entire family had passed on, and women under his age would only look at him with platonic kindness instead of the lust they used to.
Unsatisfied with the idea of spending his remaining years watching TV and mingling with other seniors, Victor began a project in isolation, using nothing but his basement, an array of chemicals, basic tools, and his knowledge. Studying the way his own cells behaved day to day, he devised a theory to reverse the aging process. Despite already having decades of experience and intellect, it took Victor months of studying before he felt confident enough to begin the project. A point that came up a lot in his research was the fact that women generally tended to live longer than men, but there was no conclusive root cause as to why, so Victor chose not to factor that in at first.
He looked at his overweight old body, the tiredness of his face, and the look of his disgusting body, makes him fel old and tired, but he knows this gonna change very soon thanks to his new experiment.
Years of work there had made the familiar laboratory a second home for Victor, but tonight he could only view it with renewed excitement. It was no longer just his workplace, but now the epicentre of a bold new frontier, the heart of a revolutionary experiment.
He carried the vial over to the long table, cluttered with notes scribbled on any available surface, a microscope and a rack of equipment that would have put the laboratory of Dr. Frankenstein to shame. A knock behind he startled him, and his ochubby hands trembled slightly as he started, jostling the vial against the counter, shattering it and spilling the liquid onto the counter and dripping in thick drops onto the floor.
Victor shook his hands, spraying a bit of the fluid onto the floor and onto his coat. “Damnit!” Victor turned to face Jacob Hunters, his head peeking around the edge of the door.
Jacob slipped the rest of the way inside the lab, carefully shutting the door behind her. “Are you okay?”
“I’m fine,” Victor replied, wiping away some of the fluid that had covered his lab coat. “What are you doing here?”
“Just popping in to say hello. You sure you’re okay?”
Victor looked down at his chubby hand and hissed, seeing the blood pooling, then dripping from the palm of his hand. Raising his palm up, he saw the long sliver of glass protruding from his hand. In his cupped palm, he saw the white fluid swirling in the well of red he held.
“Damnit!”
Jacob stepped further into the room. “What is it?”
“I cut myself. I’m fine though. Could you get me the first aid kit?”
Jacob looked to each wall, spying the metal medical kit, little more than a tin white lunchbox with a red x that hung on the wall. He hurried it over to Victor, opening it. Inside was a jumble of gauze and white-wrapped objects with thin writing emblazoned on the surface.
“What do you need?”
“Just some iodine and a bandage.”
Victor hissed again.
“What?”
“It burns.”
Victor placed his fingers on the sliver and closed his eyes. It was a stereotype, he knew, to be shy of blood, but not all stereotypes were misplaced. Eyes shut tight, he pulled the glass free.
“Here,” Jacob said, rushing to Victor's side. He lifted the tiny bottle of iodine up, unscrewed the cap and turned it over into the plain doctor’s palm.
“Damn, that hurts!” Victor cried, balling her hand into a fist, squeezing her eyes tighter together, a tear rolling down his cheek.
“I am so sorry, Victor…”
“It’s okay. Actually, I think it’s feeling better.”
Victor relaxed his hand, holding it over the sink set into the counter. The sink was there for just such an occasion, the water a fine jet that he quickly placed her hand beneath. There was a tingle as the water flowed over his palm, then just the steady pressure of the water.
He opened her eyes, looking down at the wound, then caught her breath in a harsh gasp.
“What is it?” Jacob asked, rummaging through the kit for a large bandage.
“Umm. Nothing I guess.”
Jacob looked up, his search temporarily suspended. “What?”
Victor held the hand up in front of him, the smooth skin of his palm unmolested, younger, and smooth..
“That’s weird,” he murmured.
“What is?” Jacob asked, the exasperation and curiosity evident in his voice.
“This…” Victor showed his hand to Jacob, his unblemished palm raised.
Jacob stopped dead. “But it was just…”
“I know.” Victor's face morphed from concern to joy. “Do you know what this means?”
“I… I guess not.”
“It works. The formula works.” Victor says in joy. “I’ve done it! The rejuvenation hormone works. It healed it instantly!”
Jacob took a step back, even as Victor's laughter grew.
“This will change everything, Jacob! No more stitches or corrective plastic surgery. This will take the pace of every rejuvenation process.”
Jacob took another step back, his mouth agape as he looked on Victor.
“I’ve changed the world!” he cried, holding his own hand as if it were a foreign object, a discovery to behold.
“Ummm…. Victor?”
Victor looked up from her reverie.
“What?”
“You need to look in a mirror.”
“What are you talking about?”
Victor spun and looked at the mirror hanging on the far wall. Even at a distance, he saw that something had changed. He squinted, his tired looking eyes through his glasses, unable to make out the figure staring back at his in the mirror.
“You’re changing.”
Victor squinted harder, even as the shape opposite him grew hazier, less distinct. He pulled the glasses from the bridge of his nose, and everything became crystal.
“My eyes are even better,” he grinned, triumphant. Then, his own voice caught in her throat. The face staring back at him was not the same as the one he had stared back at for him over fifty years . The face was the same, that was true, but the hair that framed it was… different. His balding grey hair, is growing,In fact, it was quickly changing from a balding head to a full of hair.
“Victor?” Jacob asked tentatively, taking a step closer.
Victor smiled. “It’s pretty…”
A hand rose, drifting through the hair as growing, becoming longe rby the second. His hand tossed the hair up, and watched it fall, lengthening to fall to below his neck.
Victor looked at his reflection, seeing the round, old face flesh out, the fat seem to dissapear, his cheeks seeming to buckle, disappear, then rise up, making his cheeks swell and fall on the now full face. His lips darkened healthily, no longer pale and wrinkled, but full, pouty, lips that begged to be touched, kissed, worshipped. His eyes, always attentive and bright, paled to a sharp blue, a spark dancing behind them that was less intellectual than hungry.
Jacob felt his jaw drop a little, seeing the doctor appear to simply melt into this new face. What was once a old, frumpy doctor named Victor Hass is turning into a younger, asian woman reflected in the mirror.
“Modification to previous statement: Some effects noticed. My hair has grown longer”, Victor said, confused. Thick, luscious strands of black raven hair were bursting from his head, tumbling down in front of his face. He brushed them aside as best as he could. “Additionally, my face has shifted from old to young, and, very femenine, and probably asian looking. Perhaps some sort of reaction to the energies?” Norman theorised. His hair shifted back, working itself into a tidy updo, a few long locks falling down over his glasses and his neck. He touched it once more.
“Victor?”
The doctor looking at his reflection before turning to face Jacob.
“Yes?”
“Do you feel okay?”
"I think so" He says, looking t his reflection, taking a quick peek underneath his lab coat at the sudden lack of his chest hair. Even without looking, he could tell that beneath his trousers his legs were similarly bare. The room suddenly felt strangely hot. Usually, this far underground, it was a low temperature. Now, Norman could feel the sweat building up on his back. He took off his coat, draping it over the back of one of the chairs and tried to cool himself down. “Noticing increased sensitivity to temperature, possibly due to my body reacting to unknown phenomena”, he said, voice trailing off. He brushed one hand against a slender forearm. The skin felt soft and smooth, unmarred by blemishes. He looked over his fingertips, finding that even the tiny calluses he had built through holding pens had vanished. It looked like he had never worked a day in his life. His nails, long chewed through late nights of study and stress, grew longer, now covered with a glossy sheen.
"Are you...horny?" Jacob asked, taking a step back, just to see the suddenly change in Voictor's behavior.
"In other words, yes...some increased temperature makes me arousal increasing at a steady pace" He says, following by a giggle, looking at his changing face, he could feel his boner down there.
“Some more unexpected effects. Trying to resist, focus on the experiment”, Victor said quietly, as much to himself as to the recorder. He could feel the strange energy from before swirling through his body. He staggered away from the desk, trying to keep his mind occupied on anything other than how aroused he was feeling. Trying to let his scientist’s instincts take over, he headed over to one of the display panels, showing various readings from the laboratory.
Norman caught himself moaning, he couldn't holding it anymore, he move his hand down his trousers, and grabs his already hard cock, and start to stroke it with wanton abandon.
Jacob was in shock, he just left Victor alone there and closed the lab's door, leaving VIctor lost in his suddenly pleasure.
Victor felt a jolt of pleasure as he stroke his hard dick as foreign images from a life he haven't live appeared on his mind, the memory froman asian girl appeared on his brain.
"These thoughts... they're not mine" he breathed
"Fight this. Fight it. You're a scientist, not a horny, mindless animal."
Victor gasped loudly as another spike of pleasure hit, cumming instantantly, his dick spurted hot shots of white seed all over the room.
He notices his frame is diminishing, losing fat and height, and gaining a healthy amount of feminine tightness, his body turning feminine by the second.
"I reckon I’ll make up some dumplings when I get home.” A girlish, asian voice spoke inside his mind, making him very concerned and aroused at the same time, as his dick keep cumming, spurting more of white seed.
“Wait, dumplings? Since when did I eat dumplings? Hell, since when did I know how do I - ohhhh” Another shot of hot seed spurt from his aching cock.
"Mia is horny" Escaped from his feminine asian lips, making his eyes wide open, as he notices his voice sounded girlish and asian accent.
the rest of his body starts to shrink dramatically, his overweight body slimming down by the second, his XL t-shirt and his big pants are getting loose on his very slimming frame, his torso shrinking by the second as fat evaporates completely, leaving in its place a slim dainty torso, was his flabby pecs, almost considering them as moobs, reshaping, turning into a full pair of perky luscious tits, defying gravity, the layers of fat from his rotund abdomen faded away, leaving in its place a hot tight belly, his waist reduced dramatically, almost the double of its previous size.
Victor is helpless, unable to stop this as he feels his coat and shirt getting so loose, almost looks like a tent on his slimmed frame he feels the two big mammaries poking out through the fabric of his loose shirt, and he feels his nipples getting very sensitive, sending constant waves of pleasure through his entire self as his dick keeps cumming all over the place.
“Nghh! What the hell? What is - ahhhhgh!!”
To his horror, they began to contract and soften also. His nails, which were always irregular due to his bad habit of nail biting, reformed to become long and perfect - for a woman. Red nail polish even filled in over them, though he didn’t notice this immediately so much as how bizarrely small and dainty his hands now were.
"OOOOOOOOOOO" Another wave of raw pleasure assaulted him, his poor dick spurted infinite fluids of white liquid all over the place as the fat resided into his doughy arms slimmed completely, leaving in its place very slim arms to match his new dainty torso.
His lower body shrinking at the same rate, losing the disgusting fat entirely, leaving in its place a pair of feminine legs with a decent amount of feminine muscle to make them look slim and tight as his butt receded, shrinking and reshaping, turning into a hot tight butt with a healthy amount of fat and toned muscle, his pants are loose on his new entire hot slim legs, tight butt and a lovely hot new transforming body of his changing self.
"Oh, Mia needs fun" A voice speaks inside VIctor's mind, rewriting his thoughts, the memories from his life, the struggles, the lonely life of Victor are disappearing piece by piece, as the funny moments of an Asian girl are invading his brain.
To this point, he cannot be able to be considered a "He" anymore, his entire clothes look like a tent on his new petite body.
“I am not a woman,” she repeated to herself. “I am not a woman. I am not a woman. I’m Mandi, for God’s sake. I mean, I’m Mia What the hell? I’m Mia I’m trying to say I’m Mia ! AAGGHH!!!”
His dick spurted the last remains of his masculinity, as the hard member shrinking inch by inch, second by second, turned into a spongy tissue, reforming into the new clit as his balls receding into his shaft, turning into the ovaries from his new reproductive system, his urethra receding inside the new tunnel of love from his new feminine reproductive system as new termination of nerves is building all over the entire reproductive system, sending new zones of pleasure.
In a few seconds, the new labia have been formed, hot tight pussy lips, clean of as single pubic hair.
he screams in utter joy. His eyes got blank, the memories from his previous life erased, as the oversized clothes shifted, reducing, transformed into a skimpy biini to accentuate the curves of her young, hot body, the pale beauty couldn't hold it anymore and blacked out, rested on floor, breahting hard due to the extenuous climax rests of her old seed and her juices rested on floor.
Jacob just stood behind the door, very aware of the moans of pleasure form Victor, he knows the formula has the effects to alter DNA, but he didn't know about THIS sort of changes caused by the formula.
When he looked up after the voice, Jacob knew that whatever had been Victor Hass was gone. This Asian woman in front of him was a new person, his long black-raven hair , the face of a young asian hottie, her skinpale and vibrate with youth, breasts that pushed from her chest. Is hard to believe this petite asian hottie has been a old, overweight scientist mere minutes ago.
"This is unveliebable" Jacob completely shocked says looking at the rest of juices around the lab, a constant frenzy of wild, raw lust.
The girl grinned, her hands rubbing her flat belly as she took another step towards Jacob. “I feel wonnnnderrrrrfulllll,” she cooed.. Her hands drifted up again to her breasts, rubbing over them, She giggled, raising a finger to her mouth and sucking at the wet finger. As her lips closed on her finger, her eyes shut and a look of pure bliss washed over her face. When her eyes reopened, they were hazier, unfocussed. “Mmmmmmmmm…”
"Mai needs fun" She giggle.
“Who?” Asked Jacob, confused.
“Mai.” A pause. “Me, silly!”
Jacob couldn’t stifle the grin. Whatever was there was no longer Victor Hass, What was left, this asian, petite hottie, in a skimpy bikini is what makes him so very ahppy, he has found a new company in his lonely life, and everything of this without ask for. He couldn't hide his boner, a tent formed between his legs at the presence of this hot woman.
“Be patient, Mai. We’ll gonna have a very long funny time, i pretty sure" He grinned, thinking about the start of a hot, wild relationship.
