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"Liquid Body"
by Olivia Evans
James Conner, the youngest and brightest faculty member of the
University's Biochemistry Department, was wearing a lab coat and a very
concentrated look on his face gently squeezed an eyedropper bulb directly
over a steaming dark brown liquid in a white ceramic vessel. One, two, three
drops of the clear, colorless liquid fell into the dark brown, almost black
liquid. Each drop barely made a ripple.
"That should do it," he sighed, replacing the eyedropper back into a small
glass bottle half full of the colorless liquid. He screwed the lid down tightly
and slipped the bottle into the breast pocket of his lab coat.
Not two seconds later an attractive young woman, a few years younger
than the man, walked into the room. She too was wearing a lab coat,
although where the man had worn slacks, she was wearing a short skirt and
mid-high heels that emphasized her bare, well tanned slender legs.
"Hi, Sandy," the young man smiled. It was obvious from the tone in his
voice that he liked the newcomer.
"Morning, Jim. The coffee ready yet?" Sandy asked as she placed her
purse in a locker and spun the dial of the combination lock.
"Sure thing," Jim replied smiling. He picked up the white coffee mug and
handed it to the woman. "Here you go, Sandy, just the way you like it."
Sandy grasped the cup in both hands and brought it up to her lips. The
young man watched out of the corner of his eye, trying hard not to appear too
interested in what she was doing. She took a sip and sighed, the coffee
obviously to her liking. By unspoken agreement they sat opposite each other
at the old school table that serve as a break area.
"How's the research going Jim?" Sandy asked.
"Not bad, I guess. I've reached the stage where I need to try out my
theory."
"Oh, which one is that?" Sandy asked, taking another sip of her coffee.
"As usual, its about girls," Jim admitted almost shyly.
Sandy rolled her eyes and shook her head. Basically Jim was a nice guy,
but he could come up with some the sexist ideas some times. "Okay, what is
it this time?"
Jim squirmed uneasily in his chair before he answered. "Well, uh,
promise you won't get upset?"
Sandy sighed, "Okay, as long as it isn't too outrageous."
"Women are really vain about their looks, you know that?"
Sandy smiled indulgently. "So I've been told," she said dryly, taking
another sip of her coffee.
"No, really," Jim continued missing the fleeting expression of exasperation
on his companions face. "Just look at all the commercials on television.
Over half them are directed at women. They're all trying to sell women
instant beauty, neatly packaged in jars, tubes, bottles, even in pill form. I've
seen ads for products that will give you butts made of steal, bodies as hard as
men's and then, when women finally achieve all those muscles that make
them look more like a boy than a girl, they go out and buy clothing designed
to make them look more feminine. Like that bra that seemingly increases
your bust size by a full cup size or more. Curls in your hair? There's
products that will take them out or put them in, just say the word. And
colors. Half the women in the world don't have the slightest idea what their
natural hair color is until they look at their crotch, and then only if they
haven't gotten carried away with their 'bikini trim'!"
Sandy blushed slightly as Jim mentioned the push up bra. She had bought
one herself a couple of weeks earlier. It wasn't that she really needed one,
she was already a nice firm and very well shaped "B" cup, it was just that a
"C" cup looked so much sexier.
It was her rear that needed the work, it was just a couple of inches too large
for the rest of her body. And her thighs, don't let her get started on them!
Sandy's legs were the only part of her body that she had always liked.
Besides her cute looks and golden blonde hair, she considered her legs to be
the best part of her body and liked to show them off when ever possible.
"Women spend millions every year, just to make themselves feel better
about themselves," Jim concluded.
"Yeah, so? It's not really hurting anybody, so why not let 'us girls' enjoy
pampering ourselves?" Sandy said, not knowing whether to laugh or be
annoyed. The way Jim had put it, it did seem a little vain at that. "Besides,
people that sell that stuff have got to make a living somehow,"
"Exactly my feelings! But I still think women should be able to feel good
about their bodies without having to spend a lot of money doing it."
"Well, it would be nice not to have to spend half your paycheck on stuff like
that," Sandy conceded.
"Sandy, I think I've found a way to help you girls feel better about
yourselves without all that work or the cost," Jim said proudly.
He reached into his pocket and pulled out the small bottle. Pushing it
across the table toward Sandy, Jim smiled broadly. "Here, take a look at
this."
Sandy picked up the bottle and peered at the contents through the glass.
She resisted the urge to unscrew the lid and smell the liquid. From what she
could tell just by looking at it, the bottle was filled with nothing more than a
light weight oil as colorless as tap water. She pushed it back across the table
to Jim, who promptly put it securely back into the breast pocket of his lab
coat. Jim grinned at Sandy as the silence grew.
"Well, what is it?" she finally asked.
"I call it 'Liquid Body'."
"'Liquid body'? What's that?" Sandy asked curiously.
"Its a blend of enzymes, restructured DNA and a special growth gene that I
discovered last week," Jim saw that his explanation wasn't quite getting
through to Sandy. "Basically, the enzymes and the DNA are really just the
catalyst for the gene. That's the real secret."
"What I asked was is your 'Liquid Body' supposed to do?" Sandy sighed.
For a certified genius who had obtained his Doctorate in Biochemistry at the
ripe old age of twelve, Jim could be really dense at times.
"Well, if my theory is correct, and I have no doubt that it won't be, give a
woman couple of drops of 'Liquid Body', and in a matter of hours, the gene
will be completely and irrevocable absorbed in her body."
"And then what?"
"And then, the gene will go to work re-configuring her body."
"What? Re-configure her body?" Sandy asked.
Jim nodded. "If my calculations are correct, it will take about three hours
from ingestion to finished product."
"Jim, just exactly how will this stuff of yours re-configure a woman's
body?" Sandy asked, worried that he might actually talk some poor
unsuspecting coed into being his guinea pig.
"Well, that's the beauty of it. I made a careful study of what women
thought the perfect female body shape was."
"And, just what exactly was that?" Sandy asked, realizing that the "Liquid
Body' Jim was talking about was not some elaborate joke.
"Most thought their breasts could be a little firmer and larger, their hips,
thighs and rear a little smaller, legs a little more slender, flat firm tummies,
better overall muscle tone, about 50 percent stronger without the bulk that
would normally accompany the added strength. You know, all that stuff
those exercise people are touting."
"Jim, I hate to burst your bubble, but not every woman wants or needs the
body you described. Some of us are perfectly content with our bodies the
way they are!"
"Oh, I don't know. Take your body for example," Jim began.
"Leave my body out of it!" Sandy snapped, coloring. She liked Jim, but
he could be annoyingly personal at times. "I like myself exactly the way I
am!"
"You do? But, I thought you would like..." Jim trailed off, looking
quickly at the floor.
Sandy suddenly realized what Jim had started to say. "What have you
done?" she demanded.
Jim looked up at Sandy, a look that was a cross between panic and utter
dejection in his eyes. "It was only three drops, Sandy."
"Three drops? What three drops?" Sandy asked, her skin beginning to
crawl.
"The three drops I put in your coffee. You're always complaining about
how big your rear is and I know you think your breasts are too small. I, I
wanted to surprise you with a new body, bigger breasts and so forth," Jim
finished lamely.
Sandy leaped up from her chair, sending it crashing to floor. "YOU DID
WHAT?" she screamed. "What gave you the right to experiment on my body
without my knowledge or permission!"
"I'm sorry," Jim said quietly. "I guess I probably should have asked
first."
Angry at being so callously used, Sandy picked up her half full coffee cup
and stared at the dark liquid inside for a second. Within seconds she had
gone beyond being mad to murderously furious. Her eyes narrowed as she
drew back her arm, slopping the adulterated coffee all over her clean white
lab coat.
Jim saw what she was about to do, jumped up, and started to move
backward toward the door to the break room. "No, Sandy, don't! Sandy,
please try to understand," he pleaded, trying to judge when to duck as she
prepared to throw the cup.
He had gone no more than three feet when Sandy threw the cup as hard as
she could at him. The cup hit him slightly off center of his chest directly on
the breast pocket of the lab coat. The small amount of coffee that splashed on
his lab coat was almost instantly diluted by the clear colorless liquid as the
bottle in Jim's pocket broke.
Sandy ran from the room, not bothering to see what, if any, injury she had
caused. Blinded by her tears of fear and frustration she ran down the hallway
to the security of the ladies room. She entered and flung herself on the
couch, sobbing.
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Jim looked down at the front of his lab coat with concern. The coffee mug
had broken the bottle of "Liquid Body" in his pocket. He knew he wasn't in
danger, the stuff had too high of a viscosity to be absorbed directly into the
skin. It had to be in the blood stream, either through injection or ingestion
before the gene sequence would activate itself.
Gingerly gripping the lapel of the coat with his fingers, Jim began to pull it
away from his body. The "Liquid Body" had soaked though the coat and on
to his shirt beneath. He'd have to take that off too. He had just began to
unbutton it, when he noticed that the damp spot "Liquid Body" on his shirt
was starting to change color.
"What the...?" he exclaimed as the colorless stain turned first pale pink,
then slowly darker red as blood began to ooze through the fabric. Jim ripped
the shirt off and stared in horror at the small nick on his chest.
Suddenly feeling faint, Jim leaned against the wall of the break room to
brace himself. Everything went dark as he slowly slid down the wall, his
legs stretched before him in a wide "V".
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Sandy could actually feel her skin crawl as the gene began spread through
her body. Nearly every inch of her body itched like mad as it began to
reshape itself.
Torn between the urge to throw up and her natural scientific curiosity,
Sandy rolled over on her back and covered her eyes for a second while she
decided what to do. Sitting up so quickly that the room started to spin,
Sandy stripped off first her lab coat, then her blouse.
She stared in fascinated horror as her skin rippled and moved almost as if
there were some strange kind of insect moving around under her flesh. Under
her short skirt she could feel the same sensation in her hips, rear, thighs and
abdomen.
She watched in amazement as her breasts began to expand over the cups of
her bra. Feeling uncomfortably compressed, she reached around her back
and unfastened the straps bringing almost instant relief as her bra fell away
from her breasts.
Her breasts grew a fraction more then stopped, as the itching in the rest of
her body slowly diminished a few seconds later.
"This is all?" she thought irrationally. She cupped her breasts in her
shaking hands and stared at them in wonder.
Her breasts looked and felt normal, just a little fuller, firmer and far better
shaped than they'd been an hour ago. Knowing how Jim loved to look at
women with large breasts, she'd half expected to end up with a pair that were
in the "DD" range or even larger. Instead, she ended up with a pair of
perfectly shaped "C" cup breasts. A full cup size larger than what she had
started with to be sure, but still manageable and quite attractive at that.
"Liquid Body" had done as exactly as Jim had promised, at least on her
chest. But what about the rest of her body, she wondered.
She stood, intending to go into the bathroom proper and look at herself in
the full length mirror. She took three steps and felt something slide down her
legs to her ankles. Stopping short to keep from tripping over what ever it had
been, Sandy looked down. It took her a moment to recognize the pink nylon
around her ankles was a pair of bikini panties, her panties! Carefully stepping
out of them, Sandy reached down and picked them up to stare at them in
shock.
Sandy hiked her skirt up around her waist and held up the bikinis to her
hips. Staring in the mirror, she realized that the reason they had fallen off
had been because they were now at least a full size too large for her slender,
yet still very femininely shaped hips.
-0-0-0-
The Dean's secretary was astonished, and more than a little embarrassed,
when she walked into the ladies room. She had discovered Sandy standing
in front of the full length mirror wearing nothing but a pair of high heels, thin
gold necklace and a wrist watch.
Catching a glimpse of the older woman's reflection in the mirror, Sandy
spun around and grinned. "Well, what do you think Mrs. Simpson? Pretty
nice, huh?"
The older woman smiled nervously, nodded and abruptly went into the
nearest stall, locking the door securely behind her. Through the crack
between the door and the wall of the stall, Mrs. Simpson studied Sandy as
she spun around trying to look at herself from the back in the mirror.
Sandy had the body of a sixteen year old, she decided, a very well built
sixteen year old! Mrs. Simpson sighed, she used to have a body like that
once herself. Funny, she had known Sandy for years and she hadn't once
suspected that she would have looked that good naked. Speaking of naked,
what was she doing naked in the ladies room anyway? Mrs. Simpson would
have to talk to the Dean about this!
The sudden appearance of the Dean's secretary brought Sandy back to the
present. Embarrassed by being caught naked in the ladies room, even if it
had been by another woman, Sandy took one last look at her shapely rear and
then pulled her skirt and blouse back on. She didn't bother with either her
bra or panties, neither fit now anyway. As she had suspected, the skirt was
at least two sizes too large, and the blouse felt just a little tight through the
bust.
She held up her undergarments and looked at them for a second. Sighing,
she opened her fingers and dropped them unceremoniously into trash can. It
was ironic, she had just bought herself some new panty and bra sets last
week, and now she'd have to go shopping again.
Sandy turned to look at her figure in profile one last time. Pulling her skirt
tight across her shapely rear, she broke out in a grin. She had a feeling that
for the first time in a long time, shopping for lingerie and clothing was going
to be a little expensive and a whole lot of fun.
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No longer angry, Sandy was half way to her car before she remembered
she'd left her purse in her locker. Feeling a little odd not wearing any
underwear, she made her way back into the building.
She stopped by Jim's office, wanting to apologize and thank him. Not
finding him there she decided that he was either in the lab or still in the break
room.
Sandy was totally unprepared to find a half naked and unconscious woman
sitting on the floor of the break room. Instantly forgetting the traumatic
events of the last few hours, she quickly felt for a pulse at the woman's
throat.
There was one, but it didn't feel right, thin and weak at best. Sandy ran to
the wall phone and called the campus security. All of the officers were
certified Emergency Medical Technicians and they could render first aid
quicker than if she had waited for an ambulance.
Besides if the woman had been raped, they would have to know about it.
Maybe they could catch the bastard before he attacked another girl.
Sandy quickly scanned the young woman's chest, looking for bruises. The
only sign of injury was a small cut over her left breast. It didn't look like it
had done much damage, probably wouldn't even leave much of a scar.
The woman moaned, a good sign Sandy knew. She carefully moved her
into a prone position and covered her bare breasts with a lab coat that had
been on the floor next to her.
As Sandy waited for security to show up, she took the opportunity to look
a little closer at the unconscious girl.
She was quite attractive, with large firm breasts and a slender waist that
looked positively tiny inside the men's pants she was wearing.
Men's pants? Sandy glanced at the girl's feet. She was wearing men's
shoes on her small feet as well! She thought she recognized the badly
scuffed tan saddle shoes. There was only one person on campus that wore
shoes that out of style!
Sandy twisted around and stared at the woman's face.
No, it couldn't be!
Feeling self conscious, she gingerly felt between the attractive woman's
legs only to find a very unwomanly bulge.
When her fingers confirmed what she had feared, Sandy sat back on her
haunches and waited for Jim to regain consciousness. He'd be in for one hell
of a shock when he realized that the same "Liquid Body" he had given her
had worked its wonders on him.
Maybe she wouldn't have to throw her panties and bras away after all, if
they fit, she would give them all to Jim, inventor and first unintentional
victim of "Liquid Body".
(fin)
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