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Disclaimer: Before I start, as far as I am aware, there is no
pharmaceutical company called Chem-Tech (I googled it and everything).
If there is, then it is completely coincidental.
Chem-Tech's Legacy - Matilda's Story (Chapter 1)
"PHIL," shouted my mother from downstairs. "STOP PLAYING WITH THAT
BLOODY CAT, YOU'RE GOING TO BE LATE FOR SCHOOL."
"COMING," I shouted back. I turned to my kitten. "Sorry Tabitha, gotta go
now." Tabitha just cocked her head at me as if to say "yeah, that's
alright" before getting distracted by a toy mouse. Why did I call her
Tabitha you might ask. Tabitha the Tabby. Well I thought it was funny. I
grabbed my school bag, went downstairs, shouted bye to my parents and
left on my mile long walk to school.
About halfway into it I met Jenny at our usual meeting spot. Jenny was
the love of my life (hey, I was 15. Didn't everyone consider their
girlfriend/boyfriend at that age the love of their life). I considered
myself very lucky and thought I was playing well out of my league with
her. She had thick, silky blonde hair that fell to the small of her
back, beautiful green eyes and had the cutest smile. She was also one of
the kindest, sweetest people you could ever wish to meet.
Me on the other hand, well I wouldn't call myself ugly. Just very
average. Shaggy brown hair, grey eyes, at 5 foot 10 I was quite tall for
my age but I wasn't even athletic. If anything, I was a bit of a nerd
and a geek. I liked playing video games and reading comics, sci-fi and
fantasy. I was rubbish at football and didn't even enjoy watching it.
Jenny said she liked me because I was sweet. Some of the more popular
guys had tried to get a date from her but she'd turned them down for
being too arrogant.
"Hey sweety," she said as she kissed me on the cheek.
"Hey beautiful," I said returning the favour before carrying on the
journey to school in our uniforms.
Yes. Uniforms.
This was the UK, where the vast majority of secondary schools expected
their students to wear a uniform usually consisting of trousers, shirt
and tie for the boys and skirt, blouse and tie for the girls. Black
shoes were expected for both genders. I didn't mind so much though, I
did like seeing Jenny in a smart skirt.
"So you still excited for the field trip?" Jenny asked me.
"Damn right I am," I replied. "Chem-Tech are bound to be doing some mind
blowing stuff there."
Let me explain. Chem-Tech were a pharmaceutical development company that
had a lab not too far from here. They had previously been exposed by an
environmental group for their overuse of animal testing. They had to
shut down their lab while they renewed their procedures and had recently
made a comeback claiming that now there was now no animal testing done
at all. As a publicity stunt, they had opened their doors to press and
public and some bright spark thought it would be a good idea to invite a
group of 15 year olds from a local school. Sure, what could go wrong?
We arrived at school and I went to see my best mate, Danny, while Jenny
went to see her friend, Alice.
Danny was the cheeky type, a little on the short side, ginger with
freckles. He was very excitable and could be a bit of a handful at
times. He was one of these who believed every conspiracy theory going,
from man didn't land on the moon to aliens designed human evolution. I
tried telling him that you couldn't believe everything you read on the
internet.
"Hey Fuck Face," I gave him my usual greeting.
"Fuck you," he replied back. "You still looking forward to our field
trip to the animal torturers?"
"Hey, they've quit that now. And yes I am. You still planning to expose
some great conspiracy?" I asked back.
"Damn right, got my camera all ready for when I see some dodgy shit."
I just shook my head at him as we all headed to the assembly hall where
the select few of us who were going were to meet.
The biology teacher, Mr Johnson, went through the usual things. "We are
priviledged guests," "let's be the mature, young adults we know you can
be," and "you are representing the school," before we boarded the bus to
be on our way. I sat next to Danny, Jenny and Alice were on the row
behind us.
"So, how's your little pussy then, Pussy," Danny said to tease me.
Jenny swatted him playfully on the arm. "Don't make fun of Tabitha, she
is so sweet."
"I didn't say she wasn't, I'm just saying he could have got a more manly
pet, like me," he replied.
Danny had a pet husky called Thor. Named after the super hero, not the
Norse god. He didn't know too much about old legends. I would have liked
a dog, but my mum was allergic to them, so a cat it was. Didn't bother
me though, I loved cats just as much as dogs and Tabitha had a brilliant
little personality.
"I know your mum's allergic to dogs, but even your girlfriend has a
manlier pet than you," he said.
"True, Buffy is a cool pet, but I like cats," I said. Jenny had an
African Grey parrot called Buffy. She didn't talk or anything, but she
still looked quite majestic.
Anyway, the tour was a bit of a let down. We didn't go into any labs. We
saw a few from behind glass, but they almost looked like they were just
for show. The whole point of the tour was obviously a publicity stunt,
to show what they were doing instead of animal testing. Basically, they
had found a way of testing products on human cells that were donated
from volunteers before they moved onto human testing. They could have
put that in a leaflet really.
We moved into the last area before our guide announced that this was
where they were on the edge of a breakthrough and then asked:
"Can anyone tell me what stem cells are?"
I put my hand up. "They are essentially basic cells that don't have a
function and can be assigned to be anything."
"A very basic description," he said. "But pretty much right. Now what we
have managed to do, is develop a substance that can change a developed
cell, back to being a stem cell. Now not only will this mean that we can
skip past the controversy surrounding stem cell research, but we will be
able to use this to treat unhealthy cells, such as cancer cells and
reassign them to be any kind of human cell that we choose." He seemed
very excited by the prospect. And I didn't blame him, this was huge.
Jenny put her hand up.
"Yes, young lady?"
"How long before this will become available as a cancer cure?" she
asked.
"Unfortunately, we do not know," he said a bit glumly. "The substance is
very unstable. Once it attaches itself to a cell, it spreads to all
other cells in its proximity. This substance could infect an entire
human body in a matter of seconds. We need to find a way to properly
control it. But it's good news as in that there will be a cancer cure in
the near future."
I felt a nudge in the ribs. It was Danny.
"Fuck this corporate bullshit," he whispered. "I'm gonna find out what
is really going on" before indicating a door that hadn't been closed
properly with a "Danger! Authorised Personnel Only! Protective Equipment
Must Be Worn!" sign on it. Before I could tell him not to he'd sneaked
away from the group and through the door.
"Shit," I said to myself before chasing after him.
I found him in what looked to be a "genuine" lab. Looking a little
disappointed that he hadn't seen anything sinister.
"Come on Danny, let's go before we get caught," I said to him.
"I suppose so," he said as he turned to me.
"Oi," shouted a muffled voice from behind a respirator. "You kids
shouldn't be in here."
Danny turned to run, as he did, his back pack knocked a beaker of clear
fluid off a nearby workbench. Seeing it fall I tried to catch it before
it hit the ground. I slipped and fell, my face hitting the ground just
after the beaker and getting soaked in mystery liquid. I also took in a
lung full of vapour before I passed out.
I woke up in a hospital bed feeling extremely weak. I had drips going
into my arms and I was in a hospital gown. There was a bald guy with
glasses on looking at a chart at the foot of my bed. I assumed he was a
doctor.
"Where am I?" I croaked. "What happened?"
"Ah, Mr Nixon, I see you have decided to join the land of the living," he
tried to say with a bit of humour. I was guessing that humour wasn't his
strong point. "You are in the Chem-Tech facility. It was decided that we
were in the better position to monitor, knowing that it was one of our
compounds that you came in contact with. What happened is that you and
your friend went snooping in places you shouldn't have been."
"Danny! Is he okay?"
"He's fine, the instigators of trouble usually get out of things
cleanly," he reassured me. "You've been unconscious for a few days now,
but you've timed waking up with your parents coming to visit. They
should be here any minute now."
Almost on cue, my parents walked in the room.
"Phil," my mum rushed over to me when she saw I was awake. "You stupid,
stupid boy. What the hell were you doing?"
"Trying to stop Danny from getting arrested," I croaked.
"Well Chem-Tech isn't going to prosecute either of you for trespassing,"
my Dad, the ever practical one said. "As long as we don't sue for their
lack of suitable security. So we're all good legally." My dad didn't
believe in suing, he said that it was the compensation culture that was
crippling our economy. I was inclined to believe him.
"Well now you are all here, I can explain to Philip exactly what is
going on with him," the doctor said. I listened carefully, with worry.
"Philip, you were contaminated with our compound that can revert all
cells into a stem cell state. Now fortunately, the vast majority of
cells that could influence any change, were your own, so for the most
part, they turned back into your own, regular cells. That is why, for
all intents and purposes, you are okay. However, approximately 0.01%
were contaminated by and outside source. We have found some cells that
should belong to a genetic female. We have managed to trace that back to
a blonde hair found on your neck."
"Jenny," I said to myself.
"And interestingly enough, some that would belong to a genetic feline.
We traced this back to a couple of tiny hairs found beneath your finger
nails."
"Tabitha," I said worried. "What does this mean?" I asked.
"By the looks of things, nothing. Your body isn't changing and appears
to be rejecting the foreign cells. I recommend another twenty four hours
here so that we can carry on observing you and if everything is fine
after that, there is no reason why you can't go home." I was massively
relieved.
The next day I was home again. We were told by Chem-Tech to just keep an
eye out and to phone in any strange symptoms. It was a Wednesday so my
Mum said I may as well stay off school for the rest of the week.
I wasn't bored though, I had Tabitha to play with as well as my video
games. Jenny and Danny came to visit. Jenny thought it was amusing that
I had cat and girl cells in my body. Danny thought it was freaky and
tried to tell me that he knew that "Chem-Tech didn't give a shit about
people." I had to remind him that it was us two who went snooping in
areas that weren't supposed to be.
It got to Saturday, Jenny had called round to see me, we were just
watching DVD's in my room (bedroom door open, my parents trusted us, but
not THAT much). Jenny was cuddling into me with her head on my shoulder
when she was shocked by something.
"Phil," she said, pulling away. "Your hair!"
"What about it?" I asked.
"It's gotten a little longer," she said. "And your eyes, they're green!"
I stood up and looked in the mirror, she was right. It was then I
noticed that I had a weird sensation all over my body, like things were
shifting that shouldn't be.
"Jenny," I said, "I don't feel good." As I collapsed on the floor,
feeling a feverish sweat coming on. Jenny started screaming.
"Jenny, what's wrong?" my mum said as she came running in, before she
saw me. She screamed as well before I passed out from the fever.
For the second time, I woke up in a hospital bed. But this time was
different. I couldn't move my head. I tried to move my arms and legs but
they were restrained by my wrists and ankles. I could feel a weight on
my chest, an emptiness between my legs. My head was cushioned on
something more than a pillow and my it felt like someone had put a
cushion under my bum. The tips of my fingers and toes also felt strange,
but couldn't think of why.
"Hello," I tried to shout, but it just came out as a croaked whisper.
Nobody about to hear me.
I managed to lift my head slightly, just enough to make out two mounds
under the hospital gown I was wearing.
Were they... breasts? If they were, did that mean the emptiness I was
feeling between my legs meant that I had a... I didn't even dare think
the word.
My breathing got heavier. I had to get free, I had to get out of here.
Whatever these psycho's were doing to me, I had to get out before they
could do anything else. I started thrashing around to break free of my
bonds. My heart rate was racing, this was confirmed by my heart monitor
beeping like crazy. Two men came running in and stuck a needle in my
arm. I tried to shout at them to let me go, but a calmness suddenly came
over me, as I drifted back off to sleep.
I don't know how long it had been before I woke up again. This time my
mum and dad were there, as well as the doctor that I had spoke to a few
days earlier. My dad looked extremely concerned and my mum was in tears.
But I never in a million years expected what exactly they were upset
about.
"Phil?" my mum asked cautiously.
"Yeah," I croaked.
"Honey, there's been some changes."
I thought I'd confront the elephant in the room there and then.
"I'm a girl, aren't I?" I croaked again.
My mum just nodded. The doctor stepped forward.
"I'm just going to release the head restraint so you can have a drink."
I lifted my head up and took a sip from the glass he put in front of me,
feeling long hair move as I did so. I then looked down at my breasts
again. I had no idea how I was going to cope with this. And what was
Jenny going to think? That was when I saw the bed sheets flick up in an
area that looked to be between my ankles.
"What the hell was that?" I shrieked.
"Honey, calm down," my mum said sounding worried. "Phil, you haven't
just been turned into a girl, there have been other changes too."
"Like what?" I asked impatiently. I think I had every right to be
impatient.
"Let me explain," the doctor said. "Remember after the incident, we said
that your body contained cells that belonged to your friend Jenny and
other cells that belonged to your cat?"
I nodded my head.
"Well your body didn't reject the cells. Instead the cells appear to
have joined together to make a hybrid cell. This hybrid cell contains
DNA from all three of you and has rapidly took over your body, changing
it in the last 48 hours."
"Doctor, what are you saying?"
He didn't say anything. He simply picked up a mirror and held it in
front of my face.
The first thing I noticed were the eyes, the same brilliant green eyes
that belonged to Jenny. Then the face. It was cute. Kind of what I'd
imagine my sister would look like but with a hint of Jenny in there.
Then it was the hair. Thick and shiny. All different shades of brown,
maybe even a bit of black in there. It reminded me of the pattern in
Tabitha's fur. And then there were the ears. Pointy ears. Furry ears. On
the top of my head. Were they cat ears?
I opened my mouth in shock and saw my teeth. My canines, while normally
pointy had clearly elongated. They looked like fangs.
"So what was that between my legs?" I asked, although I was pretty sure
what it was. The doctor moved my bed sheets to reveal a black and brown
patterned tail. I passed out again.
When I woke again, there was only my mother there.
"Can they change me back?" I asked. My voice was clearing up and it was
definitely much higher pitched than it used to be.
"I'm sorry honey, at least not yet. The substance that changed you is
far too unpredictable and this is your form now. There's nothing to left
to change you back to," she said with sorrow in her voice. I saw I was
no longer restrained. I had a look at my fingers to see what felt so
uncomfortable.
I didn't have finger nails. Instead I had black slits at the end of each
tip. While I was inspecting them something started to slide out from
them. Claws. I had retractable claws. And not even the cool kind like
Wolverine.
"I'm a freak," I said, resigned to my fate.
"NO YOU ARE NOT," my mum shouted at me. "Don't you ever say that, you are
beautiful, and we will get you through this," she said more quietly.
There was an awkward silence.
"Do you feel okay to get up?" my mum asked. "The doctor said that the
sooner you are up and about, the sooner we can go home."
I meekly nodded my head.
I twisted my body round and dropped my feet off the side, expecting to
feel the cold, hard floor.
Nothing but air. My feet couldn't even reach the floor. I must be tiny.
I pushed myself off the bed and stood up. My mum was taller than me and
she was only 5 foot 4. I must be less than 5 feet high.
I looked at my feet, they had the same retractable claws as my fingers.
My hair tumbled down to my backside. Why was my hair long? I know I had
some of Jenny's DNA now but this was longer than hers. And girls don't
have long hair genetically anyway.
"You're wondering about the hair, aren't you?" my mum asked, as if
reading my thoughts.
I nodded my head.
"The doctor said that because your new body has less mass now, the spare
cells had to be converted to something, so once your breasts, bum and
tail had finished growing, the rest was converted to hair cells," she
explained. I suppose it made sense. She gave me some flip flops. "Let's
go for a walk." I slipped them on my tiny feet and walked out into the
corridor.
I had been out for a week and a half. My changes had finished a few days
ago and since then, the top guys had been working incessantly to make
sure we wouldn't sue and drag their names through the mud. Although, I
don't know how good looking they could be after turning a boy into a cat
- girl hybrid. They would pay for absolutely anything we needed, they
had been in touch with the government to let them know my status and to
get any documentation that I would need sorted, they had arranged a
tutor to home school me so that I wouldn't have to face the taunts at
school and they would pay for any college or university fees, should I
decide to go.
"That reminds me," mum said on our walk. "Before we can get your new
identification sorted, we need a new name for you. I don't think Phil
suits you anymore."
"I really don't want to think about that right now Mum," I replied.
"I know honey, but the sooner you think of one, the sooner we can get
your new identification and that means the sooner you can move on with
your life," she reasoned.
"Well why don't you just call me what you would have called me had I
been born a girl?" I suggested.
"Matilda?" my mum said shocked. "Isn't that a bit girly for you?"
"At this point Mum, I think anything would be too girly for me. And
anyway, how many people name themselves?" I said.
"Ok then, Matilda it is. We can call you Tilly for short."
I spent another week at the labs, doing physical tests mostly. For which
I had to wear a sports bra (apparently, I was a B cup, with plenty of
time to grow. Great). At least it wasn't frilly.
My results showed that because of the cat in me, I was unusually quick
and agile. I could leap around eight feet into the air and (despite my
petite size). I was a little bit stronger than I had been than when I was
Phil. It wasn't long after that it was time for me to go home.
Dressed in a grey jogging suit (my tail stuffed down one of the legs.
They had put holes in the training shorts I had been wearing for my
tests to let it out. It wasn't comfortable to have it constricted like
this) and trainers I was ready to go. My parents had decided that I was
going to need a friend so had told Jenny a brief run through of what had
happened to me and what time to expect us back.
As we pulled onto our street we saw a commotion going on outside our
house. It looked like photographers. At first I felt betrayed, how could
Jenny do this to me? Then I heard the shouting as we got closer. It was
Jenny.
"DANNY, YOU BASTARD, HOW COULD YOU DO THIS TO HIM? HE'S YOUR FRIEND!"
"BECAUSE OF THOSE CHEM-TECH BASTARDS," I heard Danny shout back. "HE
ISN'T A HE ANYMORE. AREN'T YOU ANGRY THAT THEY'VE TURNED YOUR BOYFRIEND
INTO A FREAK? THOSE BASTARDS NEED EXPOSING."
She hadn't betrayed me. She had only confided in my best friend. He had
betrayed me. I stayed sat in the car with my hood up while my Dad got
out and unlocked the front door. He came back, opened my door and tried
to shelter me from the press as we hurried inside. One photographer
however, had managed to grab hold of my hood and yank it back, exposing
my exotic looking hair and more importantly, my ears. I suddenly had a
face full of cameras as my dad and I fought our way in, locking the door
behind us.
I ran upstairs to my room, threw myself under the covers to hide myself
from the world and cried.
Danny had betrayed me. Not only that but he'd called me a freak. I was a
freak. And now the whole world was going to know it. My parents knocked
at my door but I just yelled for them to go away. I needed to be on my
own right now. I cried so hard that I eventually fell asleep.
Authors note:
Yes, it's another cat-girl story, so sue me. I've developed a bit of an
obsession. But I am hoping that this is going to build up into something
much more than that. Again, feedback is always greatly appreciated.
Love Sophie xxx
Maddie
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