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Sara and Lucas sat on the sofa and watched me as I set up the Xbox. Lucas had argued that I should send it back with a polite note saying 'thanks but no thanks'. Sara had pointed out how rude that would be and that Addis might work out that Lucas had warned her off, that would make things even worse. I decided that I agreed with Sara but I was also swayed by the idea of getting to play my favorite Xbox games. "Maybe we should order a pizza and beer, have a gaming night?" I said as I finished connecting the Xbox to the TV. "I'm not sure you're really taking this seriously, Steph," Sara said. "Not seriously by half," Lucas added. "What are you going to do if she decides she really likes you? Are you ready for a girlfriend? A snake girl friend?" I grabbed a controller and sat down next to Lucas. "Don't you think you're moving a little fast. I mean we only met this afternoon. She might just want to hang out. I mean, I'm an interesting guy," I said. "No, John. You're not," Lucas said deliberately. "You, Stephanie, are and interesting GIRL. You're a cute, big breasted, sexy, interesting GIRL." I was getting exasperated with this. "So what, I'll just tell her I'm not interested in a relationship. I don't even think I'm her type." "But what if she is? Like you said, she only met you today and she's already bought you an expensive present," Sara pointed out. "Perhaps, you're exactly her type. And you don't get to be a CEO without the ability to get what you want. This could get very tricky for you." Sara had a point. "Wait, she's a CEO? Of this company? I thought she was a project manager?" Lucas sighed. "She is the project manger. AND a CEO. This is her pet project, that's why they have such a lax screening process for their volunteers. She REALLY wants to make a splash with this project and she doesn't seem to care what happens along the way." I was shocked. "You really think she's that dangerous?" Lucas turned more to face me. "You remember her assistant? The pug-woman? I heard that she was one of the first, not even a volunteer. The way I heard it was that, as soon as the lab guys told her the project was ready for human testing, she turned to her assistant and told her to get into the machine. Then she just fired it up and when the girl walked out, she was what you saw today." "Holy crap," I said, "You mean she didn't want to be a pug? Addis just did it to her? That's fucked up. I mean, at least I got a choice." "Exactly, You need to be careful," Lucas said. "Ok, I get it! Can we talk about something else?" I exclaimed. "Sure. How did you like girly lessons?" Lucas smiled. I knew Lucas was trying to get a raise out of me but I wouldn't let him. "It was nice to meet people with the same issues as me. They were very friendly," I said evenly. "And the make up?" Lucas pressed. I smiled, I wasn't going to bite. "The make up looked great on me. You wouldn't have been able to keep your hands off me." "Don't flatter yourself, short ass," Lucas sniffed. Sara and I laughed. "She's not joking, Lucas. She looked smoking hot," Sara added. "Throw her in a low cut, slinky, cocktail dress and she'd be unstoppable." I began to feel a little embarrassed. "Ok, enough about how hot I am. Are we gonna play some Xbox or what?" Lucas picked up a controlled. "Fine. But prepare to get whipped." Lucas was true to his word. He roundly kicked my ass in every game we played. But even at what I figured was his top speed, I wasn't too far behind. But I found that the controller felt way too big in my new dainty hands. It seemed that he was faster but my hand/eye co ordination was better. We played for a few hours, then said our goodbyes for the night and went to bed. The following day was busy. In the morning Sara took me to an R&D department. To my disappointment this division only dealt with clothing. "Smart clothing" as the techs kept correcting me. This was no ordinary fabric they were dealing with. They went on and on about the various different applications that could be achieved with their clothing. I'm sure it would have been fascinating if my head had been in the game but ever since meeting with Andrea Addis and Maggie I found myself distracted. One I was nervous about seeing her again because she might eat me or turn me into some weird creature, the other because she made me feel strange but in a good way. While I day dreamed the R&D tailors buzzed around me, taking measurements of every part of my body. Even parts I didn't know I had or wasn't sure I had had before. I was told that I would have a basic catalogue waiting in my rooms by tonight for me to look through and pick out of. But as I was getting my clothes back on one of the tailors explained that if I had any specific ideas for custom dresses or lingerie he would be happy to help design them and he had a bunch of sketch books full of dress ideas. I wasn't sure what to say to the guy but apparently my face explained exactly how I was feeling about the suggestion. The tailor went bright red, mumbled an apology and started to wander off. "Hey, wait," I called after him. He turned around and looked dejectedly at me. "Hey, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to slam you down like that," I tried to explain. "I'm not really a girly-girl and I've never had someone offer to make me clothes, let alone design them." "Oh, that's ok," he muttered. "No, really. You just took me by surprise is all and I really don't know much about clothes at all," I continued. "No, really don't worry. I'm sure you have better things to do than talk about dresses with a clothing nerd. Thanks for trying to be nice about it though," he smiled and started to turn away again. "Wait. Maybe I could get some of my friends, who know more about clothes than me, and we can have lunch and discuss ideas?" I mentally slapped myself for this suggestion but it felt mean to dismiss him like I had. A smile grew on his face and he turned back around fully to face me. "Oh yeah? That would be great!" he said. "My name is Ryan by the way." He stuck out his hand and I shock it. "I'll leave my number when I drop off the catalogue this afternoon. That way you can call me when you have a free minute. I'm pretty much free most of the time when I'm not working." "That'd be great. Thanks. I'll catch you later." I smiled and hoped I hadn't just agreed to another date. Sara pointed out the time and I noticed that it was time to go and visit Miss Addis for my personal tour. Sara pointed me towards the labs area and then made her excuses. I felt like I was being cut loose to a school of sharks. I told Sara that and she just smiled and said I'd be fine as long as I didn't let them test anything on me. With that instruction running round and round my head I walked over to meet my fate. I was met outside the lab by Miss Addis. She was standing with Mindy, Lucas and another group of suits. "Ah, Stephanie! I'm so glad you could swing by," she greeted me. "Well, I couldn't turn down an invite like this could I?" I grinned as I tried to not look at Lucas. "I'm glad you feel that way. Did you enjoy the little gift I sent over?" she asked as she shook my hand. "Yes, it was very generous of you, Miss Addis. You didn't have to," I smiled. "Nonsense, I know what it can be like to be stuck here working. You need something to help you unwind. And please, call me Andrea," She replied. " Now do you wanna see what we've been working on?" "I'd love to, Andrea," I answered. I followed the imposing snake woman into the lab area. I couldn't help but notice the way her hips swayed as her tail propelled her in front of me. I wondered if she was doing it on purpose or if it was natural. Almost hypnotic. Then I wondered if snakes actually had hips but decided that it was probably just a qwerk of her unique body. As we waked through the Lab Andrea explained the program and how it worked. Another super soldier program, like Lucas had explained, but this was more about finding a process through evolution. Find a serum that you thought would work, test it on a human. Then study the results, refine and try again on another human. She seemed to think that this was a better way of working through the problem than all that pesky research science and lab testing. The more I heard, the more I agreed with Lucas. This was insane. We arrived at the far end of the room which had a huge window in it. Through the window I could see down into a huge test bay. The bay was the same white and steel color of all the other labs except this one had a massive machine, with stairs up the side to a platform on top, set up in the middle of it. "So now you know a little bit about the project, would you like to see it in action?" Andrea asked. "We have just got a new group of volunteers." Lucas stepped forward. "Miss Addis, I've been meaning to talk to you about this but.." Andrea quietened him with a raised hand. "I know your concerns Lucas. You think I am playing fast and loose with the screening process. Well, I am but for a good cause and besides, no-one forces them to volunteer." "Well, no but..." Lucas tried. "No buts, Lucas." Andrea smiled. "This project is working exactly how I planned. Thank you for your concern." Just then a door opened down in the test bay and five people, two women and three men, in various miss matches of military uniforms entered and milled around, guided by techs. "Who are they?" I asked. "They are volunteers from a private military contractor," Andrea answered. "Mercenaries?" I said shocked. "Veterans, who now operate as Private military contractors," Andrea chided gently. Andrea pressed a button on the panel near the window and spoke into a PA system. "Good afternoon, Ladies and Gentlemen. My name is Andrea Addis. I am the head of this program and I'd like to thank you for offering your services in this test." "Hey, for the fuck load of cash you're throwing around, I'd cap my own grandma!" Called back one of the women, a well muscled, tattoo'd woman wearing a camo ball cap and pants with a tight t shirt covered in skulls. "Yeah, no worries at all, lady. Pleasure to do you, I mean, do business with you," Laughed a wirey man in drab green pants and a "ARMY" hoodie. "Shut the fuck up you two!" Barked a slightly older man who looked and was dressed like Indiana Jones but without the hat. "I'm sorry about my team mates. They lack a certain charm but they're solid soldiers Lucas coughed and I looked at him in shock. "We aren't giving these idiots super powers were we?" I thought. "Not a problem Captain. We are ready to get started. Who would like to go first?" Andrea asked with a smile. The Captain turned to his team. "You heard the lady. Who's going first?" There was silence from his team and nervous shuffling of feet. "I'm not seeing much of the solidness you have spoken of Captain," Andrea nudged through the PA. "A good leader should go first," the Captain announced. "I'll do it." The captain moved to the front of the machine and was instructed to strip down to his under shirt and pants, then enter the machine. "Ok, I'm ready," he announced. "Excellent. I have a serum that should work well for you. Brains and brawn," Andrea said as a clear bubble dropped down over the man. A green gas began to fill the chamber and the man began to cough, muffled cries could be heard through the screen. After a few seconds the gas cleared and the Captain could be seen standing in the center. "So whats different? I though you said we would most likely end up looking different?" The Tattoo'd woman called up to us. "The process isn't finished yet," Andrea replied. The Captain was illuminated by a blue light. He seemed to swell. "Wow! That feels weird," he said as he began to scratch himself. "I'm itchy, is that normal?" He continued to scratch as his body swelled up. His arms shortened slightly, his torso grew longer and broader. Through the intercom we could her the sound as his bones cracked and creaked. He moaned as thick fur the same brown color as his hair sprouted all over his body. "Whats happening to me?" he called out in alarm. "Don't worry, it'll be over in a moment," Andrea assured. The Captains hands flew, from where they had been scratching, up to his face. He yelled in pain as his jaw pushed out and his nose flattened. His lower canine teeth grew and his fore head flattened slightly. He dropped to one knee as his expanding, hairy body burst out of his t shirt and pants. Finally he stopped changing and was left down on one knee, panting. "Hey Captain, you ok?" The other woman called out. She was taller than 'Tattoos' but not as well muscled, she was slightly chunky but in a powerful looking way. "I'm...I'm ok," he growled in a low rumbling baritone. "Just took me by surprise is all." When he stood back up his team gasped. He was now a 6 and a half feet tall human/gorilla mix. His face was slightly more human looking and his proportions were not as ape like but he was covered in long brown fur. He swung his much longer arms as he walked down the steps to re join his team. They looked at him, some in horror, some in excitement. "This is not what I expected," said the Captain as he looked at his new ape body in the mirror on the wall. "But I kinda like it." "I'm very glad. Who's next?" Andrea asked. She turned and looked at me but the best I could muster was a weak smile. She smiled back which just made me more nervous. "I'll go next if none of you faggots have the balls," The tattoo'd woman announced. She kicked off her boots, threw her hat at the wirey guy and stomped up the stairs to the machine. "Make me powerful, unstoppable even," she barked. "Consider it done." The chamber dropped down over the woman and filled with an off blue gas. Again it cleared after some coughing from inside. The dome raised and the blue lights came on again. "What do the blue lights do?" I asked. "Excellent question, my dear. They are a catalyst for the changes. They bind the serum to the cells and hasten the transformation," Andrea explained. "The process can be quite pleasant, I'm told." She glanced at Mindy who smiled a lop sided grin with her tongue lolling out one side of her mouth.But then the woman in the machine began to moan and groan loudly. "Oh fuck, OH FUCK!" She screamed as her belly expanded out into a big beer gut. "What the fuck it this shit?" She grasped her growing belly, as it pushed out from under her t shirt, with her hands. From our vantage point we could see her fingers merging together into two thick digits on both hands. Her skin was turning a greyish color. "I said powerful, not fat! You fucking b... oooohh," she yelled but then bent double. Her whole body was growing, her already impressive muscle was swelling out, tearing her shirt and pants off. The clothing fell to the floor as she stood back up. She was now naked. Topless, we watched as her chest broadened causing her already smallish breasts to stretch across her chest until she looked more like a body builder with a beer gut. As she grew the belly began to look more in proportion. Her skin now looked like hardened leather, no longer the soft feminine skin of the woman who entered the machine. "Gawdamnit!" she exclaimed as her shoulder length hair feel out in clumps all over the floor. She yelled out again as her face began to push out. drawing her plump lips tight on her mouth. We could hear her grunting in discomfort at every throbbing movement her face made. It pushed out into a long muzzle, her head had totally changed shape forcing her ear slightly to the side. She brought her hands up and yelled in pain as two bony horns pushed out from the top of her muzzle. I could see instantly that she had been transformed into a human Rhino crossbreed. She fell onto her bottom, holding her face and the changes slowed. As we watched her sitting on the floor of the machine, her moans changed from distress to excitement. Her hand moved to her vagina and she began to touch herself, pushing her thick fingers into her now dripping pussy. "What the fuck are you doing soldier?" the Captain roared. "I can't help it! I'm so fucking horny right now!" Rhino woman called back in a masculine growl. She began to moan and buck her hips as she fingered herself. Her clit swelled as she was rubbing herself to climax. All i could do was stare as her clit grew bigger and bigger. soon enough she noticed herself and stopped her ministrations to look down at her crotch. Her new shaped head didn't allow her to get a good look. "Whats happening down there?" she asked. "I don't know. And I don't wanna know!" roared the Captain. "It looks like she growing a dick!" pointed the other woman. "A what?!?" the rhino woman yelled in panic. She reached down and felt around with her hands. Her thick fingers closed around her the shaft of her clit. "Holy fuck, I am growing a dick!" She moved her hand up and down her new shaft as it grew from a tiny nubbin to a thick proud pole of cock flesh. As she stroked her grunting and moans became more frantic. She had completely forgotten about fingering her vagina and as such we had a clear view of her pussy when a scrotum with two large testicals popped out of her vagina and hung down between her thick legs. Moments after he balls emerged she roared as she came and shot her first load of thick cum all over her round belly and flat chest. "That was fucking amazing!" She declared as she climbed to her feet. "My boyfriends not going to like this" she said rubbing her big hands on her new masculine body. She was now a massive 7 foot tall wall of gray muscle with a Rhino's head, thick muscled arms and a foot long cock hanging almost to her knees. It was amazing to think that this average sized woman was now a towering Rhino man. She stomped down the staircase holding her semi erect cock in her hand. "Hey Morris, remember what I joined up and you told me I'd only be good for sucking dick? Well, maybe I'll make you suck mine!" she told the third man, who seem genuinely nervous that she would make him do it. "Fuck you, Smithy. You might have a dick now but you're still a little cunt," Morris boldly yelled at the imposing rhino man. "Fuck me, huh? Well, maybe I should fuck you!" she shouted and grabbed the much smaller man and tore his pants off with one painful sounding rip. Morris struggled in vane and for a moment I was worried that the formerly female rhino was about to rape this man in front of every one. "Smithy, stop!!" yelled the other woman. "Relax Berkshire, you can have a go on my new toy next," Smithy called out as she positioned herself behind Morris. "Smithy, stop! That's an order!" The Captain roared. "Put him down." The rhino man paused and for a moment looked like she or rather he was thinking over his options. Then with one hand he threw the terrified Morris up onto the machine. "Fine! I was only fucking with him anyway." Morris landed in a heap on the machine. For a moment he didn't move but then he started to get to his feet. As he stood the chamber dropped down to surround him. "Ah Mr Morris, looks like you're next," Andrea said through the PA. "I have something a little different for you. We haven't tried it out yet but I'm assured it should work." Morris looked nervous. "Why do I get something different?" "Because you're a spy, Mr Morris," Andrea said. "Hey, wait a damn minute!" the captain said. "Tell them its a lie, Mr Morris," Andrea instructed. "It's a fucking lie! Now let me outta here!!" Morris yelled and banged the glass wall. "Ah, but its not a lie, is it?" Andrea said. "Would you like me to tell your friends more about your lies?" "Fuck you, cunt!" Morris yelled. "What the fuck is going on here?" the Captain demanded. "Certain information has come to my attention that Mr Morris is a spy working for a foreign power who are interested in stealing our super soldier program," Andrea said in a matter of fact tone of voice. "So, Mr Morris, you know I'm telling the truth so do you want to admit it or would you like for Mr Johnson to know one of your other dirty little secrets" Morris suddenly look shocked and scared. His eyes darted from where Andrea's voice was coming from in the room to Johnson. "Wait, whats going on? What secret?" Johnson asked. "Don't worry Mr Johnson, it nothing...dangerous," Andrea announced. Morris' shoulders sagged. "Ok, that's enough," he turned to the Captain. "Sorry boss, they had dirt on me and I couldn't turn them down. I guess I deserve to be kicked out of the team and this company." Before the Captain could speak the chamber filled with a white gas. "Don't worry Mr Morris, you won't be leaving. I have a different plan for you." Morris was still coughing when the chamber emptied. As the blue lights went on Morris looked up to the window, I realized that it was one way glass and they couldn't actually see us. "What have you done to me?" he asked. "You have been transferred to Project Oliver. It's one of our breeding programs. I think you might actually grow to enjoy it," Andrea smiled. Morris started to sweat and groan. He tore at his remaining clothes and was soon naked, his fat body dripping with sweat. Slowly all his body hair aside from his head fell out, landing in a soft pile on the floor. "What are you doing to me?" Morris groaned. "You're going to be a breeder, Mr Morris," Andrea announced. "A what?..." Morris was cut off by a moan and bent double. He reached his hands down but it was too late. "I've got a pussy! What the fuck!?!" Morris yelled out as he fumbled between his legs. As we watched, Morris' chest expanded and grew into large round breasts. When they reached a similar size as my own, they began to leak milk from the nipples but kept growing. His hips widened and his skin softened until Morris looked like a slightly chubby, homely looking woman in her mid thirties. It seemed that the transformation had ended. It wasn't anywhere near as bad as I thought it would be. He just looked like an average soccer mom. She brought her hand up to half cup, half cover her new breasts. "So what happens now?" she panted, sweat still dripping off her body. "Now, if you wish to continue with your contract you can work as part of the project I mentioned earlier or you can leave with nothing but an envelope with a new identity. I do not like spies Miss Morris but I am not a monster. While you make up your mind you will be housed here, under guard, of course," Andrea explained. Morris looked relieved for a moment, then seemed to find her resolve. "Well, thank you. I guess. Can I leave now?" "Of course, I'll have you shown to your rooms," Andrea said. I was surprised by the former mans reaction, he barely seemed to care that he had been changed into a baby factory. The woman looked at her former team mates, then down at her new changed body. A strange look crossed her face that I couldn't place. She then dropped her arms confidently to her side and walked down the stairs, her large dripping breasts bounced wildly. She adjusted her walk and they settled to gentle bounce. She walked up to Johnson, who was now much taller than her, and kissed him passionately on the lips. "I'm sorry Paul. I should have just told you all. I've always felt like I should have been born a girl and just tried to be super macho to cover it up. But most importantly, I've always loved you Paul. I've loved you since basic training. But I knew you wouldn't want me," Morris said sadly as Johnson tried to get his blown mind back together. She then turned and walked out of the room, still naked, flanked by two security personnel. "Well, that worked better than I was expecting," Andrea smiled at me. "You knew that he wanted to be a woman?" I asked incredulously. "I had some solid sources that he had those proclivities, yes," she answered flatly. "I had no such information from the background dept," Lucas challenged. "That is correct. But I have my own ways of gathering information. Thank you, Mr Lucas," Andrea replied. She emphasized the Mr when she said it which made me think she was making a subtle hint to Lucas to keep his mouth shut. Lucas just crossed his arms in silent anger. "Ok, who's next?" Andrea called down. The remaining unchanged soldiers looked at each other. "Rock, paper, scissors?" Johnson suggested. "You're a fucking idiot," Replied Berkshire as she held up her hand in front of her. The two soldiers played best of three but in the end Berkshire won and Johnson grudgingly removed his clothes and walked onto the machine. "You didn't have to get naked, Johnson," the Captain growled. "Yeah, you're not impressing anyone," called Smithy who was now wrapped in a bed sheet like a toga. "I go commando, ok. Deal with it," Johnson said as he stood in the middle of the machine. "Now, let's get on with this." "As you wish," Andrea said from the control room. The machine did its job and the blue lights faded. "And I'm itchy as fuck. I guess there's gonna be two gorilla's in the mist, captain," laughed Johnson. As Johnson spoke he seemed to slim down, his already wirey body becoming sleek and sinuey. Short dark brown fur began to sprout from all over his body. Without seeming to notice he lifted himself up until he was standing on his tiptoes. His feet then lengthened and his toes changed into paws. With a sickening crack his knees reversed themselves, his hips widened slightly, and he was left standing on a set of digigrade legs. He swayed slightly while he recovered his balance. Johnson's hand's swung around to his ass as a long slim tail grew from the top of his ass cheeks. "I guess I'm not gonna be a gorilla," Johnson said as he watched the nails on his fingers thicken and lengthen until he had thick sharp claws on both hands. He gasped as his face changed. Yellow slit-ted eyes gazed out from the face as it developed. His nose flattened and pushed out into a short muzzle and canine teeth grew to points. He looked like a tall humanoid panther. He looked down at himself and smiled. "Ok, I can live with this. Panthers are pretty badass, right?" he said as he began to walk down the stairs. "Er, Johnson. I don't think you're finished yet buddy," Smithy said. "What are you..," Johnson began but stopped short when he noticed a strange tugging on his chest. He looked down and his hand immediately darted to his chest as he noticed what the rest of us could see. As he had bounded down the first couple of steps his quickly developing chest began to jiggle. As we watched he developed three new sets of nipples but these did not seem to swell as his original pair had. Johnson was now panting and moaning as his new breasts ballooned up to a size that, despite being smaller than mine, thanks to his slim frame looked huge on his chest. He was still pawing at his tits when a sensation from his crotch caused him to double over. "No, no, no! Please no, don't let this be happening!" he cried as he grasped in vane at his shrinking cock. His voice cracked as he spoke becoming a smoky feminine rasp. "I don't wanna be a chick! Don't make me be a chick!" He seemed to go quiet for a moment and then fell backward onto the machine. "Did he just faint?" Smithy laughed. "What a pussy! Bwahaha!! Ya hear that? I said he's a fucking pussy..." The Captain rushed up to the prone figure of Johnson on the ground. We could all see that she now had a dark slit between her legs now instead of the cock that had been there just moments ago. the Captain checked a pulse. "Johnson?" he tried to rouse the soldier. Johnson began to come to. "What happened, Cap?" she asked. "You got changed into a Panther," he told Johnson gravely. "A female Panther." Johnson's hands flew to his groin. "What the fuck?!?" she screamed. "I've got a cunt! Where is my dick?" She rolled around on the floor with her hands between her legs and cried until the Captain grabbed her by the shoulder and slapped her had across the face. She stopped crying and just stared at the Captain. "You shouldn't hit girls, Cap," Smithy snickered. "Shut the fuck up, Smithy!" the Captain yelled, but then turned back to the cat woman on the floor at his feet. "You Ok, Johnson?" She looked around and put her hand out. The Captain helped her off the ground. "Thanks Cap, I needed that. I was spinning out there for a moment." She mumbled. "It's ok. Just come and sit down while we find you something to wear," the captain said. "Don't baby the little bitch now, just because he got a snatch installed," Smithy said. "Shut up, Smithy. Please," Berkshire said. "You're just being a asshole." Johnson climbed to her feet, looked a little unsteady but slowly made her way down the stairs. When she reached the bottom of the stairs she looked down at her impressive, perky breasts and cupped them. Kneading them with her hands and teasing her nipples with her fingers. "Mmmm, this things are crazy," she muttered, "I can't believe this is happening. I don't know if I'll ever get used to this." Berkshire brought her her old clothes over. She put them back on, the pants were too short and baggy and the t shirt was stretched tight over her breasts but at least she was covered up now. "Did you know that was going to happen?" I asked. Andrea turned and looked at me, I felt nervous suddenly. "No, unfortunately these thing happen from time to time. That's why it's still in testing. But he knew the risks," She said. "I do kinda feel bad for that Morris guy though. Imagine, you just get changed into a female and now you have a slim chance with the man of your dreams, who then gets changed into a woman too. Bang, back to square one. It doesn't seem fair, does it." I just stared at her. I was totally lost as to what to say. "Ok, lets get this over with," Berkshire called up form the lab. "Are you so eager?" Andrea asked. "Sure, I signed up right?" she said as she stood on the machine and stripped down to her bra and panties. "If I have to be some creature feature, I'd rather just get it over with." "As you wish," Andrea said as the dome lowered over the woman. After the dome raised and the lights came on the woman closed her eyes tightly. She began to moan and sweat. She slimmed down, loosing around 40lbs from her bulky frame. She now looked like a collage girl in her early 20's and no trace of the 30 something chunky soldier remained. She opened her eyes and I was shocked to see they had changed to a bright blue color. No pupil or iris just a flat blue filling her eye socket. We all stood in silence, waiting for the other foot to drop. But the changes stopped and she stood there. "So am I missing something or is that it?" Berkshire asked looking down at herself. "I think that's it, Miss Berkshire," Andrea said. "Well, I think I'm the winner then." She smiled. "I mean, look at this fucking body!" "I'm looking, I'm looking!" Smithy said as he stroked his growing cock under his bed sheet toga. Berkshire walked down the stairs and admired herself in the wall mirror. She turned this way and that, checking herself out from different angles. "How do you feel?" Andrea asked with a hint of excitement in her voice. "I feel amazing! And the eyes aren't even that bad," she said. "I'm gonna need better bras though" "Please go to the table and lift the box that there off and place it on the other table on the other side of the room," Andrea instructed. "Er, ok," Berksire said. She walked over to the table lifted a large large box easily and carried it over, placing it on the other table. "How was that?" Andrea asked. "Not that tricky, I guess," she replied. "Open the box," Andrea said. I gasped when the lid came off. Inside the box were at least 5 or 6 45lb weightlifting plates. The box must have weighed at least 300lbs and she had lifted it like it was nothing. "Wow, I'm hot AND strong," Berkshire wondered. Andrea spun around to the lab tech who were working behind her. "Tell me you got all of that!" she commanded. "We did, we got everything. We'll have a full analysis by tomorrow evening for you to look over," reported one of the techs. "Excellent," Andrea smiled. She turned around and looked at to me. "Well, that was certainly an excellent start to our date. How about we go and get some dinner?" I was almost too stunned to think about food after what I had just seen. "Right, yes. Ok" I tried to smile. Lucas went over to the window and spoke into the PA. The four remaining soldiers were still marveling at their new bodies. The Captain and Smithy were talking to Berkshire about their changes while Johnson was just sitting on a chair clutching her large breasts through her t shirt and mumbling to herself. They all looked up towards the PA as Lucas spoke. "Ok, volunteers. Just hang tight for a moment and we'll have you escorted to the med bay for a full work up," he said. Three of them began to gather clothes and thing to cover themselves. But Johnson stayed where she was and continued staring into space. Andrea was talking quietly with Mindy, who was taking notes. I walked over to them. Andrea stopped talking as I approached. "So I hope you like Italian food, I've had my personal chief cook up his specialty," she said. "Actually, Italian is my favorite." I smiled. "I thought it might be." She smiled back and lead me back out to the foyer to begin, what was apparently, an actual date. As I left, I turned to look for Lucas. He was standing and watching us leave with a grim look on his face. I slowly realized that I had never wanted to be rescued more in my whole life.