2K77_Eng (sounds much better in croatian)
It's year 2077.
Once very common middle eastern European city with all the infrastructure, common economic crisis and fucked up traffic, developed homophobic ideas and racism, now was just the same, but with slightly upgraded technology.
OK, highly upgraded.
How did it come to this?
Nobody knows for sure, but somewhere around 2020. there was a big change. A virus that came out of nowhere, generated it's highest mutation and devastated Euroasian population in a blink of an eye. Much faster than World Health Organization could warn the citizens about something that they know very little about. That's what some conspiracy theorists think, at least. What is the real truth? Very few knew. And that's a theory also. There was numerous versions, most of them denied, hidden, overruled...
Me, personally, I don't know what to think. I was a regular guy that just turned 40. I have watched that some people same age as me, rapidly getting old, some mutated into something else. People have died or mysteriously getting healthy from terminal diseases. There was no rules. What was unchanged, is that a****ls were the same. They haven't changed a bit. On the other hand, people lived through some sort of a revolution. Evolution. Physically and intellectually. Many people died, but the rest became a new species. Mutant, no doubt. Newer, younger generations weren't completely introduced with big changes that we 'older' folks experienced, but there wasn't too many of them though, cause according to some data, species became sterile. Just some had a slight capability of multiplication, even with ideal compatible partner. And tests about potential donors were very expensive. It was much cheaper to inseminate yourself with a little help of medical technology, but side effects of that weren't clearly explored yet.
As said, there were not too many youngsters, and their parents weren't fond of an idea to get them through some medical examinations. There was not twisting ones hand about it. Actually, the world became much more liberal.
Of course, there was still a fair share of idiots and those that couldn't cope with the situation.
I think I have.
Even before I was a fan of experimenting with my own sexuality, but now that was even enhanced somehow.
In fact, the thing that I became was far far away from something defined, known to human. I remained in the 40 yo body. Athletic, slim built, with a bit of an upgrades. I have developed small titties. In fact, it's like just my nipples have got bigger. Harder. I was kinda tall, with long muscles, long legs, small firm ass.
The thing that was bigger change was from the inside. I had ovaries and uterus. Well, something like that. Some scientists said (after some examinations), that I would probably be able to self fertilize. I wasn't sure how, because I haven't had a vagina, but my anus gained some extra nerve endings, that were able to with just a small stimulation send some unbelievable impulses to my brain. My body shivered, I was cumming. I leaked from my dick and squirt from my ass and those nipples we're also squirting something like milk. So, yes... In fact I could become a mother, but that idea was so far unappealing.
From time to time I was a subject to some medical tests and explorations, just to gain money. I was in fact, very well payed, taking small bits of my tissue, sperm samples, milk and other body fluids.
I had a normal life, as normal as it could be in this times. I was paying for my own place. I had a car. Old 2064. Mazda, but cars were not so radically changed. They were powered by a fully synthetic ecologically approved fuel, that was also a great engine lubricant. And engines lasted longer. Much longer.
Yeah, sometimes I do sound old. After all I have almost hundred years and I don't get old. At all. Well, at least, not the same speed people usually used to get old. And when I look back, I wasn't really sick for almost 50 years now.
All things considered, I could get more from life with my abilities and gifts, but I was probably trying to live as I am, enjoying small but finer things in life. Food, drink, travels, sex...
I couldn't possibly knew that this kinda hedonistic way of life came to it's end.
That morning I woke up even more aroused than usual. I had literally painful erection between my legs. It must have been some really fucked up dream.
On the bathroom mirror there was a blinking unknown blue-green number with a generic picture of a slightly older MAC system (a device formerly known as cell phone or tablet it could now be integrated into every glass or plexi surface with it's controls and display). Since I wasn't familiar with the number I chosed the 'no camera' option.
- Yes? - I asked with still sleepy voice.
- Miss Una Unicca? - answered the voice from the other side.
- Yes. - I was still distantly cold. - You are?
- My name is Jurgen Voss and I represent BayerTex Mishima company. I don't know how much you know, but we are the leading company on the field of genetics and mutations.
- Mmm, yes. I heard about you. Big german-japanese conglomerate, that bought half of worlds medical and pharmaceutical industry? Best capitalism upgrade possible, huh?
- Well, yes, we could be described as such if you wish. - Jurgen smiled not too convincingly. - I was wondering, if you would be interested in small meeting with us. We have a business proposition for you.
- Well, usually I am always for new business deals, but I have decided to take a break from pills, injections, skalpels and I believe that you're not interested in my intellectual talents.
- Well, no, of course, but that's only because we are not familira with those - Jurgen answered diplomatically. - But, what we are familiar with is your regeneration capabilities and some other qualities. Research was tranfered to us by your state Public Health Organization. Of course, for a price.
- What do you mean? Aren't those supposed to be confidential data, unavailable for the third party? - I got pissed.
- They are, but in your agreements is specified that all of the results of the tests are solemnly their property. Therefore, they sold them to us and now we offer you a new deal and a new contract. Of course, yo have already received some significant contribution to your bank account, which will stay yours no matter what the result of this conversation would be.
I raised an eyebrow, not knowing what to think. On the other side of the wide mirror I opened a new display with my bank account. It says: 128.000.778 EC (euro-credit). So, according to this I have received about 80 million EC, which was, let's say, enough for a few years of really easy going life.
- OK, Mr. Voss, tell me what you expect from me for this generous amount. And rest assure that I will return every dime of it if I don't like what you have to offer.
- No need for that, Miss Unicca. I already stated that this amount is yours whatever happen next between us. I was only hoping that you would agree to meet me alongside our leading scientist Dr. Dore.
I caught myself actually thinking about it. Although I said to myself to take a break from all this researching and try to find some other income source that could provide me decent future existence. Nevertheless, that money, required at least a decency to accept the meeting invitation.
- Mr. Voss, show yourself to me. - I said with a grin of curiosity.
Without answer in the frame, generic figure was replaced with a real face of a 30 yo man with glasses, which he pulled up with long fingered hand. Light brown hair, sharp face lines. His dark eyebrows and lashes kinda gave him strict, scary look. Without a doubt, this could be helpful in some negotiation. It did now. Without a word, he starred into a camera, with a still expression, waiting for my answer.
- OK, Mr. Voss... - I said after a pause - Hotel 'AA' Restaurant, today at 8 PM?
I chose high end place on purpose. It was highly secured with arms detectors at the entrance and constant camera surveillance. Besides, the food there was fabulous.
- Perfect. - Said Voss with the smile - I'll make a reservation for three in the company name if you arrive before us.
Shortly after, he 'hung up' and on the display was 'connection ended'.
I couldn't just stop starring into display on my right which was still projecting my bank account. I continued looking at it, taking my toothbrush and checking if my beard is growing. It hasn't been growing in about 50 years, but still I was checking daily. A habit I guess. Sometimes I remember myself with a beard and wonder how would I look like with it again. Probably like a bearded lady, a circus freak. Which I kinda used to look like sometimes with my drag makeup on.
I was also thinking to call those assholes from the Public Health Organization and deliver some juicy f-words to them, but they we're my main income source, so I kept my cool. For now.
I stood in the middle of the big living room. The concrete walls were decorated with just their natural pattern, a few displays, some LED light sources and a big purple dildo. Dildo??? Oh, yes, It must have remained stuck on the wall after my little session last night. They weren't lied in the Erotique shop. It really has very strong suction base. I smiled watching my bare feet with toenails same colour as that dildo. I got horny again. I sat on the couch and pulled one foot to my face. I first licked the big toe and then I put two more toesies in my mouth. My playful long tongue almost brought me to another orgasm massaging my foot. I stopped. I turned on my monitors to see what kind of weather I should expect today. To see the news, or maybe see a movie. I turned the music on. I lit a cigarette. They were like fuel nowadays. Generally approved, fully synthetic without any health risk. Still, with somewhat strong addiction warning.
It was then I noticed that I had some darker stains on the light gray shirt I had on. My nipples produced some liquid when I was aroused. Every time. I had pad my bra with something to assure I won't be getting those in public.
Now, that reminded me. I gotta represent myself visually tonight. To left somewhat decent picture of myself. I can't just go as some post apocalyptic punk whore. I had to wash that turquoise hair. I was naturally blonde, actually something like ashy blonde, but I enjoyed to change hair colour to match my moods. I think I'll go yellow tonight. Lemon yellow. That inspired me. My fingernails and toenails became same shade of yellow in a moment. Technology reassured that women can change their style in just a seconds with turbo hair dye hoods and nail polish devices, that detected the shape and length of the nail. You could say that depilatory devices were upgraded too, not much, but I was gifted with very thin, light body hair. I wasn't actually a type that will visit a beauty salons all the time on some laser treatments.
My income provided me really rich wardrobe with all kinds of clothes, shoes and sex toys that used to fall out from their boxes whenever I opened the door of that room, searching for something.
My combination for tonight included short black miniskirt, tight kinda military style shirt with lots of pockets and see thru sleeves. Around my neck was chromed chain with a lock, on my right wrist was about 30 thin bracelets and on the left, some male digital watch. Black short coat with leather moments.
I wore ankle high yellow leather boots with 14 cm heels. I ended up looking pretty elegant despite the fact that my lipstick was almost black, I had strong black eyeliner with grey eye shadow. My eyebrows were quite invisible. I just enhanced them with some grey drawn arches. I kissed my mirror reflection and entered the apartment lock security key. I walked towards elevator, checking my backpack which was not at all in the same style as my outfit (but I liked it so much). It contained cell phone, cigarettes, card keys and credit cards. Spare bra pads (and pantie pads), some cash and wavy blade butterfly knife. On my belt buckle was hidden another small dagger. I knew that one in the bag will be found at the hotel entrance, but I had a backup.
A girl has to be secured. Oh yes, I had a pepper spray, but I preferred to use my legs and fists. Sometimes my teeth too.
The traffic was really awful. I knew I have to leave a bit earlier, but haven't expect this. It was raining and when it pours the traffic gets worse. Like automatically everyone loses ther driving skills. - Just put it into autodrive... - I murmured to myself.
It was already dusk, summer, but even in the brightest day, sun was something that could be seen only in the movies or commercials for some touristic paradise. The sky was scorched and It was probably us who did it.
Gray, thick clouds were the roof over every city, not just this one. Was that a result of a global warming or something or just common thing mother nature had prepared for us in case we torture it beyond repair.
In any case, I haven't bother my pretty head with it. I did before. I lead some protests, I was always a part of the crowd that demanded changes. Justice. I was beat up, I was taken to custody, I payed a lot of money to 'redeem' myself.
Hotel AA was 10 or so kilometers from my apartment. Still, on this kind of traffic it required me about an hour to get there. I parked my black Mazda right in front of the main gate, got out and turn on the SPS. I don't have a problem with manual parking, hotel lot was very big and I wasn't in the mood for searching free space, so Self Parking System did it for me. Of course, that system will later deliver my car to my feet.
I entered the hotel through big glass door, passed numerous scanners. The operator behind one monitor was changing face colours with his eyes wide opened. He could see literally everything on those monitors, so he probably spotted what I have between my legs. But he regain his cool shortly after and approached me very professionally. He then politely asked me to put the pepper spray and knife on the small metal table.
- You can collect those on your way out, miss. - He said.
I already thought that the trick with the obvious knife worked, when he lowered his eyes and said:
- I'm gonna have to ask you to take of your belt, miss.
- I'm sorry? - I was puzzled. It appears that they have a little security system upgrade. - Yes, sure... - Now I lowered my eyes and quietly said that line.
He smiled and put my stuff in some plastic container which he put under the small metal table. He gave me the number with which I could return my stuff.
I haven't miss those items much. This is pretty safe place, but if I'm gonna need some weapon in some case, my heels could be as much as deadly as some knife. I was attacked once. The guy wanted to **** me. He jumped at me from some roof and almost the same moment he started to splat my face with his enormous dick. At first I was in shock, but after I had a better glimpse at him I just had to react somehow. If circumstances were different I would probably be all over him drooling on that monster dick.
I landed a fast punch to his nose with my palm. He lost his consciousness a bit, fell on his back and I was on him in a second. I pulled a plastic torniquette from my pocket and quickly made a pretzel out of that big cock. Quickly, I was back on my feet and my right heel punctured his wrist, fixing his hand to the floor. I placed my other foot on to his neck.
- So? Should I continue or you're backing up?
- Mmhmm, mhh... - he tried to speak and then he burst into tears.
It was then I realised he was actually mentally retarted, so I felt sorry for him. I just let him go, pulling my heel out of his wrist and ran away, leaving his cock without a blood flow. Fuck it, I didn't know, what was I supposed to do?
And while I was recollecting memories from that day, a voice interrupted me:
- You have a reservation Miss? - In front of me stood somewhat classical vision of a restaurant employee. Black elegant suit, a bow and thin mustache. I wasn't quite sure if that was an android or a human. Nowadays, you can't be completely sure if someone's Synthetic as we used to call them.
- Yes, I have. - I stuttered. - A table for three. BayerTex Mishima, 20 o clock.
He didn't have to check this info, he just lead me to the half lightened table beside one massive plant jar. I was passing some other tables and I felt like I was being watched. - Now what--? - I thought to myself. - I haven't torn my fishnets, haven't I? As a matter of fact I did... Bollocks. On the back oh my left knee was a hole. Who gives a fuck... - I thought to myself and sat at the table.
- A glass of red wine please. Preferably, a years between 2019 to 2024.
A waiter looked at me with the utmost respect, he bowed a bit and left for my wine. I smiled half loudly, because I guessed those years, like I knew which wine is rally good. I love good wine, but I'm no expert. But he didn't knew that.
When he returned, he was still kinda stunned and he could barely keep his cool. His movement were enthusiastic and elegant. I liked that. I smelled the cork, freshly taken of the bottle and nodded my head with approval, so he started to pour the wine into tall, crystal clear glass.
- Would that be all? - He asked politely.
- For now, much obliged. - I smiled just as politely.
He walked away and I took my cigarettes out my little backpack. Then I remembered, although not bad for health cigarettes are still forbidden in any place where people eat, so I put them back. I took a look at my watch. 19:44. Soon, I'll know what's this all about. I remebered my purple dildo that left attached on the wall of my living room. I got a bit frisky. I quickly canceled that thought so I won't get wet. I continued to sip my wine, waiting that meeting with Jurgen and Dr. Dore.
I have noticed them, the moment they got in. Jurgen talked to the thin mustache guy at the entrance and he elegantly show them which way to go. Now, dames don't get up while they shaking hands, still I stood up a bit when I was greeeting them. Her first, than him. That was probably a glimpse of my male side. He was a tall guy, taller than me, with perfect business attire and silky sexy voice. I couldn't help it but asking myself (with a smirk) how big is he. And her... She was a real dame in her early fifties, also pretty tall, with beautiful black hair, Cleopatra style, bright blue frame glasses. High waist long pants, dark blood red shirt and same colour purse. I took a look at her feet. She had black fishnets, just like mine and a pair of too cute flats with a black bow. I liked her.
She had french accent when talking in english, but she started on perfect german. I excused myself for not knowing that much german and we all continued in english.
- We are both very pleased to meet you. - Said Jurgen.
First part of the evening went very well, with another glass of wine, vodka on the rocks for Jurgen and mineral water for a pretty doctor Dore.I liked to talk to them about this and that, maybe because I fancied them physically. And maybe that was just part of their plan. To seduce me, so I agree on whatever they want? I wasn't sure, but at that moment I didn't really mind. After a while, Jurgen changed the topic:
- Miss Unicca... We are completely familiar with your genetic profile. So, I won't beat around the bush. We think that you carry a potential to be a source for making very important d**gs for the mankind benefit. After reviewing your tests results, we also believe that in your tissue, blood and some other, erm... fluids lays the source of a very long life span and strong immunity.
- I know that myself, Mr. Voss, but rather tell me why you called me? I get that you want tiny pieces of me or drops of whatever I have to offer so you can perform your miracles...
- Not just pieces, Miss. Unicca. - Dr. Dore interrupted me - We want your entire arm. And leg.
I raised one eyebrow in disbelief and stopped my glass just above the table, then slowly put it down. I shivered a bit when I noticed that beautiful doctor was dead serious. I tried to act like that they didn't caught me by surprise. I opened my mouth about to ask whether I understood correctly, when waiter came and excused himself asked:
- Would you like to order?
She took the initiatve:
- Yes, please. Do you eat meat Una? - She turned to me? I nodded.
- Great. We would like to have 3 medium Kobe beef steaks, no side dishes, other than some light sauce and fresh riccola salad. - She looked me again, to make sure that her choice was right.
Just like she knew me, I thought. - I would like to have mine rare, please. - I added.
She smiled with approval when our eyes met. She felt my look was penetrating her and she knew her look was penetrating me. The feeling was so intense, beautiful. Powerful.
But I quickly got back to that what was going on before meal order. They want my arm. And leg.
- What the f.. - I thought to myself.
- I'm sorry. - I said - I have to go to...
- Sure. - Said Dr. Dore, and Jurgen just nodded his heat, adjusting glasses on his nose.
I got up, not moving my eyes from her. I picked my backpack and headed towards toilettes. I felt her eyes on my back. In the discretion of the toilet i leaned against the sink and sighed deeeply. I looked myself in the big mirror on which sides was scrolling some content like, restaurant menu, weather forecast, news...
- OK, I wasn't quite expecting this when they said they had a business offer. And they are serious about it. What the hell they would do with my arm and leg? Sure as hell I can't regenrate that. - I was thinking. The water was running and that sound kept me calm, but I haven't heard someone was standing behind me. I just felt the sweetness of beautiful Danielle Dore's perfume. I turned around quickly.
- Sorry if I scared you Una. - she said very softly. Then she took of one shoe and with very swift, precise motion she peeled of one of her fishnets.
- Here you go. - She said - I noticed your right one has a hole in it and mine are the same. If you want, I'll give you another too. I don't need them anyway with those shoes, right?
I caught myself staring at her bare foot. Beautiful foot with silver polished nails. I felt sudden heat wave overwhelming me. I had a hots for doctor that wants my extremities for the research. She noticed that, but kept silent.
We switched places. Now she was standing, leaned on to a sink with her beautiful butt. She lifted her leg up high and put it at the reach of my tongue. She smiled seductively. I couldn't just miss this, so I smelled that foot first and got even hornier instantly. Then I took it with my hands and put it in my mouth. She sighed. I was drooling like a hyaena trying to swallow as much of that foot as I could. She opened her eyes just to see me having half of her foot in my mouth breathing deeply. She leaned backwards, trembling like she's gonna cum. I was sucking that beautiful tasty foot like my life depends on that. She breathed faster and louder and then I felt she's going even deeper in my throat. Funny feeling that was. It wasn't her foot. Just her toenails were growing, slowly sliding down my throat. I gagged and pulled her out. My saliva was spilled on the floor between us with a splash. I had small tears in the corners of my eyes. I haven't had problems with deepthroating anything, but this was s different. Nails.
She looked at me eyes wide opened. - Why did you stop? I was, clos... - Then she saw me looking at her foot so she lowered her eyes towards it too.
- Oh my... Una, I'm sorry, I... just didn't expect them to grow that long. - Now I was looking at her, not knowing what to think. - You see... - She started.
- I'm not 100% genetic, if you know what I mean. Only, my modifications are slightly different.I haven't mutated, I had just gained some benefits with research and self testing.
- Ooooo...K... - I opened my mouth to ask something, but she just continued.
- You see, my nails... They are result of the some serum that I'm developing right now. Looks like that thing works, only I need a bit more time to put it under complete control, so it could be safe to use.
- What do you mean?
- See this? - she continued showing me injection gun, she pulled out of her purse - This ampoule is filled with nanobots. I told the guy on the entrance it was the insulin and he bought it (who wouldn't). The main ingredient is ceratine development enhancer, which can result in nail and hair growth. Much faster than usual. The nanobots are the part of it so the subject could control growth with neural net impulses with a little help of those little robo-bugs. I believe you can understand that, don't you?
I did, but I kept staring at her and her foot like i was hypnotised. My erection wasn't hidden anymore and she saw that of course. She then put her foot on my skirt front bulge and I watched her toenails going back to their normal length.
Fuck yes, this is fantastic.
- I'm sorry. - She said again.
- No.. no.. - I stuttered. - It's fine. I just... you just surprised me that's all. And got me all horny...
She smiled and put her foot back into the cute bowed shoe.
- C'mon.. Put that stocking on and let's eat, shall we? - She said. - By the way, you are just super cute when you're aroused and now I see how much liquid you can produce then.
Shem smiled at me devilishly, winked at me and then just walked out the toilette. I replaced the punctured stocking with hers, changed my pads, because those old ones we're flooded with everything, correct my lipstick and mascara and got out.
The steaks were served when I got back, so I said to the waiter to bring me some water, I swallowed the rest of my wine and with my long finger showing my glass told him to refill it.
Jurgen's face was still like stone. He just sat there and politely wait for us to start eating.
First few bites went off in silence. The food was just fantastic. Goddamn tasty.
- Miss Unicca... - Jurgen started, cleaning his mouth - Can we please continue our talk about our offer?
I nodded.
- So, I know that our idea seem quite radical and somewhat unusual, but let me briefly explain the whole process so you can make your decision after that. He than turned his head towards Danielle who was obviously the one that will explain that process to me.
- Like we said... - She started - We would amputate one leg and one arm, your choice which one... - She just overlooked my ironic smirk and continued - After that, we would provide and implement state of the art prosthetic limbs to replace yours. They are equipped with nanobots that keep that prosthetic on the high functionality level. It 'lubricates' itself with the plasma the integrated system absorbes from your blood. The recovery time is very short. We're talking days here.
Voss pulled out one smaller touch screen that shows animations of that process Danielle was talking about.
- I don't have to state that those technologically advanced limbs don't have a time limit and that they are absolutely submitted to your body and your mind. Oh and, yes, they are also physically superior to your natural limbs. About a hundred times stronger.
At that moment animations showed me a subject breaks the concrete wall with a kick or making knots out of steel bars with his hands. I was quite impressed. So much that I haven't heard all the things beautiful doctor said, but then she came to a part that I heard:
- Of course, all that would be greatly rewarded. Financially. We're talking amount that can secure yours and existence of several generations after you. - She then realized what she said and lowered her head feeling uncomfortable.
- Of course, you know what I mean, don't you? - This was regarding my current age or my abilities to reproduce.
- I know, no worries. - I said.
Our meals were coming to an end and I gotta admit that whole thing intrigued me a lot.
- Impressive, really. - I said finally while two of them raised their heads looking at me, hoping i will continue.
- I can't say I'm not interested. That this whole idea hasn't some weight. Financially and technologically, but you surely know that I love my legs and arms.
She smiled not showing her teeth and Voss just kept chewing and not blinking for a good half an hour.
- Look here, I'm not sure what you're gonna get from all this and sincerely at this point I don't really care, because I have to tell you I won't give up my leg and arm just like that. I'm gonna need some time, but I also gotta politely warn you that you shouldn't look forward to my positive answer. Those prosthetics even look sexy to me and highly appealing, but I'm more fond of my own even if they're hundred years old. Hope you understand this. - I said trying to calm things down and sipped my wine.
- Of course. - Said Jurgen with somewhat irritated sigh. I couldn't realize if that was 'ok, fuck you' or, 'fuck, we are not gonna miss this one'.
The good doctor on the other side gave me the look full of approval. Or I was just under impression of her foot in my mouth and on my dick. All three of us agreed that I will give them my final decission by the and of the month and the rest of the evening went in the pretty relaxed tone. We had a few more drinks and Voss payed the bill. I politely said thanks and that I was sorry if my choice disappointed them.
- I can understand you Ms. Unicca. - He said softly - I believe that I would make the same decission in your place, but you have to understand that this is my job. I had a mission to acquire you, sort of speaking. But, now I will feel free to contact the board to consider you as our possible employee. You're very interesting person and I think that you would be valuable asset to us in any way. Not just genetic.
This kinda puzzled me. Doctor was standing there in disbelief, but trying to stay cool.
- Thank you Mr. Voss, for the compliments and assessment of my intelect.
Now, he smiled and then stood from the table and buttoned his jacket. She also stood up, shook my hand and said:
- I sincerely hope that this isn't our last meeting Una. I would like to have a chance to take a closer look at... your genetic material.
I smiled and softly let her hand. - If you don't mind, I'll stay a bit and maybe finish the bottle. Then I watched the couple leaving the restaurant. I couldn't quite understand if I was scared, excited or horny. Or all in the same time. But somehow, like the huge weight was off my back. And I felt good.
I took my phone from my backpack and saw 2 new messages.
The first one was digital bussiness card from Jurgen Voss. The other one was from DR. Dore:
'It was short, but sweet. Restroom, cosmetic cabinet.'
I drank the rest from my glass, pick up my stuff and went to the toilet. In the cosmetic cabinet there was glass container filled with thick orange liquid.
My mouth formed a silly grin. Although I wasn't sure that it was smart idea to try this on myself. Nevertheless, that wave of excitement overflowed me again. I once again felt Danielles foot in my mouth, those perfect long toenails.
Her scent.
I ran out not wanting my liquids to make a mess of my attire.
I smiled at the security guy at the entrance and he gave me back my balisong knife, belt and my pepper spray. He saw on the scanner that I have an ampule in my purse now, but didn't gave much attention to that. None. He said goodbye and I went through the hotel door into the bit windy summer night. I pushed the button on my car key and in a minute my Mazda was in front of me with the headlights and AC on. I got in and on the big display choosed the auto-drive option and then hit home location. The car accepted the entered coordinates and not going over speed limit roared towards my apartment. I thought that driving could maybe relax me, but I had a bit too much to drink so I just left technology to do it for now.
It started to rain again. I watched those drops on my window when a red light flashed my blurred vision. The Mazda stopped. Beside it's door stood a police officer. I lowered my window and said hello.
- Good evening officer, what's the problem? - I asked. - Synthetic cop saw that auto-drive was engaged so he just briefly said: 'Carry on, thank you for your cooperation.'
What a waste of time. There's was no need for alcotest, cause synthetic detected engaged autodrive. So, that was one well made decission after drinking bottle of wine. I was playing with ampule given to me by Dr. Dore. I was thinking am I brave enough to try it. Nanobots. The idea was more than appealing. Not the fact that I would have long nails. I can grow them myself. Hair too. But the fact that I would be having control over it. Changing myself in a blink of an eye. That sounds awfully sexy. All of a sudden, through rain drops textured window I spotted green neon cross. I instantly hit the brakes, which shutted down the autodrive and I stopped right at the entrance of a pharmacy. I went inside. There was a few weird looking people wandering around shelves in this unusually enlightened place. But my focus was on the bulletproof glass in front of me and the pharmacy technician behind it.
- Can I help you miss? - He asked.
- I hope so - I murmured - I need an injection gun for this ampule.
I showed him a small object with orange liquid. He said something like '0,45' and went to some back room. He returned with plastic see thru box with a sticker that says: BayerTech Mishima Corp. and with big helvetica letters 'Med-EQ'.
- That would be 1.440 EC - He said and in front of me on the glass there was a place where I put my palm. Computer read my data and then I typed a pin and placed my payment. Display said 'Granted' with big green letters. Technician put the box into a drawer below the front desk which came out on my side. I took the plastic box and head towards my car. Two boys with hoods on their heads were standing there leaned on my Mazda.
- Hey there Kitten. We really don't believe that you have any cash with you, but we will take whatever you bought just now. That looks expensive. Or, if you prefer, we can play a bit. Would you like that? - Said one guy, while the other was just giggling. I stopped myself bursting into laughter. Instead I put my hand in my pocket and said:
- Wait... Actually I have some cash. I'll give it to you, but this I really need.
They didn't expect that I have something else in my pocket. Like a car key which has a button that sent light electricity shock throughout the car and for the few minutes paralysed two rascals. They both fell down beside Mazda shaking like wounded maggots, but awake. I bowed my head and softly said: - Relax boys, this will take just a few minutes and you'll be as good as new then. Byeeeee....
I drove off. I parked in the garage below my building. Big ass building. Gray as our sky, with more than twenty entrances. It was something they called 'projects' and there was over one hundred apartments per entrance. Some bigger, some smaller. Mine was pretty big. I loved that big space and with my income I could easily afford it. I pushed 18 in the elevator, got up there and typed unlock code for my apartment. I got inside pretty fast trying to avoid my neighbour Evan. He's cute, but pretty boring architect, that I almost sucked in the elevator, trying to get to my place in the middle of the night drunk as a skunk. Since then, he's all romantic and trying to continue what I started back then.
Once inside, I leaned against the door and deeply sighed. I took off my shoes and stepped on a big white hairy carpet. I peeled my stockings off and left one I smelled to see if I can still feel Dr. Dore's scent. And just like that, it started to flow a bit from my holes. My nipples, My cock.
I sat on the big couch and looked at my feet with yellow toenails. I fetched the nail polish device and removed the polish. Ina less than a minute my toenails were clean and shiny. Still looking down to my feet I put the ampule into an injection gun and leaned it against my neck.
On one of my screens on the wall there was a new message. 1 new mail received.
The address was: [email protected]. I curiously said 'play' and video message started:
- Hello Una... - there was a pretty Danielles face, smiling at me - I really hope that this wouldn't sound too pushy, but I think I should apologize. The thing is, I never mix my job with pleasure and this today was just that. Please, try to understand, I work for BayerTech Mishima corp. and I would hate to miss this opportunity of research, but as I said earlier, the decision is your only and I will respect it no matter what it will be. I'm not trying to influence that decision with this, I just wanted to tell you, that on the private side, I wouldn't like you to lose your extremities. They' re beautiful... - she chuckled - And yes. I meant what I said at the end of the evening today. I would really like to explore you closely - she said, drawing the quotation marks in the mid air. - I hope you found my present. Believe me, it's perfectly safe to use.
What a sucker am I. I just got horny again. I let the vision of that beautiful woman to affect my reasonability. I trusted her. I wanted her. A lot. She was beautiful. And I wanted that orange gooey stuff in my bloodflow. Maybe this message was just her way to get me more excited which could affect my decision. And that stuff is maybe just a d**g that will knock me down and they will collect my leg and arm with no resistance. Ah, fuck it... I want those nails. The serotonine level in my body was at the point at which could really affect my judgement. I pressed the injection gun's trigger.
The tiny needle just stinged me and the lnext moment, ampule was empty. The micro hole itched a bit and then I got dizzy. - Fu..dge... - I thought to myself. It's a d**g after all.
And then all of a sudden, everything went clearer. And it was like I never tasted any alcohol tonight.
I was sitting on a thick carpet, leaned against the couch and starring at my legs and arms. Nothing. A fewe minutes past. I concluded that this nanobots probably have to have some time before they spread through my body. But how to get rid of them if they stop being fun? Blood transfusion? While I was thinking about that, some new sensation begin to flow through me. Like a million tiny marching ants. My body reacted almost the same second. My nipples became so hard, like erasers on pencils, my penis got erected and was nearly attached to my belly now. My legs and arms were like on fire. I watched my fingers. Fingernails were growing fast. On my feet too. I tried to control it, to stop it. And I made it. They stopped. Oh boy this is so awesome... I laid on the couch and let them grow so big. I could scratch my head with toenails. Then I cut them on the normal size. Longer again. I was having a blast. Then I discovered that I can also shape them. I make them pointy, like claws, then cut them straight, then elegantly rounded. Made them pointy again and paint them black. Metallic black. This nanobots are something. I thought to myself that maybe those prosthetics wouldn't be such a bad idea either.
I was so happy and felt so good that I wanted to call Danielle to invite her to my place just so I could show her my gratitude. Then I let my hair grow. More. Long hair, to my waist, to my ankles. I was so proud of myself getting to know how to control it so fast. I was going wild, shaking on teh floor now and letting the orgasmic waves flow through me. I moaned, screamed, sighed and then just exploded. Thick ropes of cum went from my penis. From my little tits thin flows were going high in the air, at least 5-6 from each, then it went from my ass too. LIke a stream. Saliva, tears... I was making flood in the apartment. I came at least four times, I was wet. Sticky. I was shaking on the floor in the puddle of my body fluids. I licked it, smiling somewhat histerically.
- Man, what the hell was that... - I asked myself. After I regain some sobriety, I 'cut' my hair and nails to the normal length. I let those on my toes a bit longer and smiled while they scratched the floor when I was walking around. I turned on the robot cleaner and it started frantically circling around the room trying to suck everything wet. I think I will have to scrub the floor anyway. Not even that robot is so powerful. I took a quick shower and returned to the room. The robot did the job after all and now was standing peacefully in the corner, charging. Cool, I thought. I turned the monitors once again and went through the rest of the mails and messages. Some from friends, some from Health Institute, some reminders that I have to pay some bills. Nothing. I asked myself would I pay any atention on anything that's not message from Dr. Dore. I went through the third of almost 3 thousand TV channels and still I couldn't concentrate enough to watch something. I was kinda tired, so I decided to let myself sleep. I slowly went to the bedroom and laid down on a huge bed. The wide window let the lot of light inside, but the height of the floor I was at, all that light equally spread around the room. I scratched my feet with my 'claws' wondering about that business offer.
Would it be smart to replace my limbs with some robotics? For that amount of money? That I could live peacefully ever after? I wasn't sure, but the idea was more than appealing. Why? Was it just because of the pretty doctor, that knew what she was doing? But why she told me that she doesn't want me to lose the arm or leg? I got confused and I didn't like that. I put it all aside and exploring the posibilities of the nanobots in my body I let myself sleep.
Soon, It was the morning in the city of gray sky. Nevertheless, I always enjoyed looking through my window. Maybe it was just the contrast of my black fingernails on gray background. I went to the living room. My toenails were still scratching the floor, so I make them shorter. On one of my displays was the message with high priority. Ddore...
I smiled and said: - Play.
- Una, I gotta say I'm sorry, but I have to tell you something. I decided to withdraw from the project Voss was talking about. They were very determined to get you, but I started to look different on you and I can't posibly see you as just work. I know, this must be hard to believe, but it's the truth. I decide also not to explore your genetics and posibilities, so that probably means that we won't see eachother again. But.. I just wanted you to know. Bayertex Mishima will continue the 'hunt' for you. I know what kind of interest they have in you. But as I said already, the decision will remain yours. I just don't want to be the part of all that. I'm sorry.
Once very common middle eastern European city with all the infrastructure, common economic crisis and fucked up traffic, developed homophobic ideas and racism, now was just the same, but with slightly upgraded technology.
OK, highly upgraded.
How did it come to this?
Nobody knows for sure, but somewhere around 2020. there was a big change. A virus that came out of nowhere, generated it's highest mutation and devastated Euroasian population in a blink of an eye. Much faster than World Health Organization could warn the citizens about something that they know very little about. That's what some conspiracy theorists think, at least. What is the real truth? Very few knew. And that's a theory also. There was numerous versions, most of them denied, hidden, overruled...
Me, personally, I don't know what to think. I was a regular guy that just turned 40. I have watched that some people same age as me, rapidly getting old, some mutated into something else. People have died or mysteriously getting healthy from terminal diseases. There was no rules. What was unchanged, is that a****ls were the same. They haven't changed a bit. On the other hand, people lived through some sort of a revolution. Evolution. Physically and intellectually. Many people died, but the rest became a new species. Mutant, no doubt. Newer, younger generations weren't completely introduced with big changes that we 'older' folks experienced, but there wasn't too many of them though, cause according to some data, species became sterile. Just some had a slight capability of multiplication, even with ideal compatible partner. And tests about potential donors were very expensive. It was much cheaper to inseminate yourself with a little help of medical technology, but side effects of that weren't clearly explored yet.
As said, there were not too many youngsters, and their parents weren't fond of an idea to get them through some medical examinations. There was not twisting ones hand about it. Actually, the world became much more liberal.
Of course, there was still a fair share of idiots and those that couldn't cope with the situation.
I think I have.
Even before I was a fan of experimenting with my own sexuality, but now that was even enhanced somehow.
In fact, the thing that I became was far far away from something defined, known to human. I remained in the 40 yo body. Athletic, slim built, with a bit of an upgrades. I have developed small titties. In fact, it's like just my nipples have got bigger. Harder. I was kinda tall, with long muscles, long legs, small firm ass.
The thing that was bigger change was from the inside. I had ovaries and uterus. Well, something like that. Some scientists said (after some examinations), that I would probably be able to self fertilize. I wasn't sure how, because I haven't had a vagina, but my anus gained some extra nerve endings, that were able to with just a small stimulation send some unbelievable impulses to my brain. My body shivered, I was cumming. I leaked from my dick and squirt from my ass and those nipples we're also squirting something like milk. So, yes... In fact I could become a mother, but that idea was so far unappealing.
From time to time I was a subject to some medical tests and explorations, just to gain money. I was in fact, very well payed, taking small bits of my tissue, sperm samples, milk and other body fluids.
I had a normal life, as normal as it could be in this times. I was paying for my own place. I had a car. Old 2064. Mazda, but cars were not so radically changed. They were powered by a fully synthetic ecologically approved fuel, that was also a great engine lubricant. And engines lasted longer. Much longer.
Yeah, sometimes I do sound old. After all I have almost hundred years and I don't get old. At all. Well, at least, not the same speed people usually used to get old. And when I look back, I wasn't really sick for almost 50 years now.
All things considered, I could get more from life with my abilities and gifts, but I was probably trying to live as I am, enjoying small but finer things in life. Food, drink, travels, sex...
I couldn't possibly knew that this kinda hedonistic way of life came to it's end.
That morning I woke up even more aroused than usual. I had literally painful erection between my legs. It must have been some really fucked up dream.
On the bathroom mirror there was a blinking unknown blue-green number with a generic picture of a slightly older MAC system (a device formerly known as cell phone or tablet it could now be integrated into every glass or plexi surface with it's controls and display). Since I wasn't familiar with the number I chosed the 'no camera' option.
- Yes? - I asked with still sleepy voice.
- Miss Una Unicca? - answered the voice from the other side.
- Yes. - I was still distantly cold. - You are?
- My name is Jurgen Voss and I represent BayerTex Mishima company. I don't know how much you know, but we are the leading company on the field of genetics and mutations.
- Mmm, yes. I heard about you. Big german-japanese conglomerate, that bought half of worlds medical and pharmaceutical industry? Best capitalism upgrade possible, huh?
- Well, yes, we could be described as such if you wish. - Jurgen smiled not too convincingly. - I was wondering, if you would be interested in small meeting with us. We have a business proposition for you.
- Well, usually I am always for new business deals, but I have decided to take a break from pills, injections, skalpels and I believe that you're not interested in my intellectual talents.
- Well, no, of course, but that's only because we are not familira with those - Jurgen answered diplomatically. - But, what we are familiar with is your regeneration capabilities and some other qualities. Research was tranfered to us by your state Public Health Organization. Of course, for a price.
- What do you mean? Aren't those supposed to be confidential data, unavailable for the third party? - I got pissed.
- They are, but in your agreements is specified that all of the results of the tests are solemnly their property. Therefore, they sold them to us and now we offer you a new deal and a new contract. Of course, yo have already received some significant contribution to your bank account, which will stay yours no matter what the result of this conversation would be.
I raised an eyebrow, not knowing what to think. On the other side of the wide mirror I opened a new display with my bank account. It says: 128.000.778 EC (euro-credit). So, according to this I have received about 80 million EC, which was, let's say, enough for a few years of really easy going life.
- OK, Mr. Voss, tell me what you expect from me for this generous amount. And rest assure that I will return every dime of it if I don't like what you have to offer.
- No need for that, Miss Unicca. I already stated that this amount is yours whatever happen next between us. I was only hoping that you would agree to meet me alongside our leading scientist Dr. Dore.
I caught myself actually thinking about it. Although I said to myself to take a break from all this researching and try to find some other income source that could provide me decent future existence. Nevertheless, that money, required at least a decency to accept the meeting invitation.
- Mr. Voss, show yourself to me. - I said with a grin of curiosity.
Without answer in the frame, generic figure was replaced with a real face of a 30 yo man with glasses, which he pulled up with long fingered hand. Light brown hair, sharp face lines. His dark eyebrows and lashes kinda gave him strict, scary look. Without a doubt, this could be helpful in some negotiation. It did now. Without a word, he starred into a camera, with a still expression, waiting for my answer.
- OK, Mr. Voss... - I said after a pause - Hotel 'AA' Restaurant, today at 8 PM?
I chose high end place on purpose. It was highly secured with arms detectors at the entrance and constant camera surveillance. Besides, the food there was fabulous.
- Perfect. - Said Voss with the smile - I'll make a reservation for three in the company name if you arrive before us.
Shortly after, he 'hung up' and on the display was 'connection ended'.
I couldn't just stop starring into display on my right which was still projecting my bank account. I continued looking at it, taking my toothbrush and checking if my beard is growing. It hasn't been growing in about 50 years, but still I was checking daily. A habit I guess. Sometimes I remember myself with a beard and wonder how would I look like with it again. Probably like a bearded lady, a circus freak. Which I kinda used to look like sometimes with my drag makeup on.
I was also thinking to call those assholes from the Public Health Organization and deliver some juicy f-words to them, but they we're my main income source, so I kept my cool. For now.
I stood in the middle of the big living room. The concrete walls were decorated with just their natural pattern, a few displays, some LED light sources and a big purple dildo. Dildo??? Oh, yes, It must have remained stuck on the wall after my little session last night. They weren't lied in the Erotique shop. It really has very strong suction base. I smiled watching my bare feet with toenails same colour as that dildo. I got horny again. I sat on the couch and pulled one foot to my face. I first licked the big toe and then I put two more toesies in my mouth. My playful long tongue almost brought me to another orgasm massaging my foot. I stopped. I turned on my monitors to see what kind of weather I should expect today. To see the news, or maybe see a movie. I turned the music on. I lit a cigarette. They were like fuel nowadays. Generally approved, fully synthetic without any health risk. Still, with somewhat strong addiction warning.
It was then I noticed that I had some darker stains on the light gray shirt I had on. My nipples produced some liquid when I was aroused. Every time. I had pad my bra with something to assure I won't be getting those in public.
Now, that reminded me. I gotta represent myself visually tonight. To left somewhat decent picture of myself. I can't just go as some post apocalyptic punk whore. I had to wash that turquoise hair. I was naturally blonde, actually something like ashy blonde, but I enjoyed to change hair colour to match my moods. I think I'll go yellow tonight. Lemon yellow. That inspired me. My fingernails and toenails became same shade of yellow in a moment. Technology reassured that women can change their style in just a seconds with turbo hair dye hoods and nail polish devices, that detected the shape and length of the nail. You could say that depilatory devices were upgraded too, not much, but I was gifted with very thin, light body hair. I wasn't actually a type that will visit a beauty salons all the time on some laser treatments.
My income provided me really rich wardrobe with all kinds of clothes, shoes and sex toys that used to fall out from their boxes whenever I opened the door of that room, searching for something.
My combination for tonight included short black miniskirt, tight kinda military style shirt with lots of pockets and see thru sleeves. Around my neck was chromed chain with a lock, on my right wrist was about 30 thin bracelets and on the left, some male digital watch. Black short coat with leather moments.
I wore ankle high yellow leather boots with 14 cm heels. I ended up looking pretty elegant despite the fact that my lipstick was almost black, I had strong black eyeliner with grey eye shadow. My eyebrows were quite invisible. I just enhanced them with some grey drawn arches. I kissed my mirror reflection and entered the apartment lock security key. I walked towards elevator, checking my backpack which was not at all in the same style as my outfit (but I liked it so much). It contained cell phone, cigarettes, card keys and credit cards. Spare bra pads (and pantie pads), some cash and wavy blade butterfly knife. On my belt buckle was hidden another small dagger. I knew that one in the bag will be found at the hotel entrance, but I had a backup.
A girl has to be secured. Oh yes, I had a pepper spray, but I preferred to use my legs and fists. Sometimes my teeth too.
The traffic was really awful. I knew I have to leave a bit earlier, but haven't expect this. It was raining and when it pours the traffic gets worse. Like automatically everyone loses ther driving skills. - Just put it into autodrive... - I murmured to myself.
It was already dusk, summer, but even in the brightest day, sun was something that could be seen only in the movies or commercials for some touristic paradise. The sky was scorched and It was probably us who did it.
Gray, thick clouds were the roof over every city, not just this one. Was that a result of a global warming or something or just common thing mother nature had prepared for us in case we torture it beyond repair.
In any case, I haven't bother my pretty head with it. I did before. I lead some protests, I was always a part of the crowd that demanded changes. Justice. I was beat up, I was taken to custody, I payed a lot of money to 'redeem' myself.
Hotel AA was 10 or so kilometers from my apartment. Still, on this kind of traffic it required me about an hour to get there. I parked my black Mazda right in front of the main gate, got out and turn on the SPS. I don't have a problem with manual parking, hotel lot was very big and I wasn't in the mood for searching free space, so Self Parking System did it for me. Of course, that system will later deliver my car to my feet.
I entered the hotel through big glass door, passed numerous scanners. The operator behind one monitor was changing face colours with his eyes wide opened. He could see literally everything on those monitors, so he probably spotted what I have between my legs. But he regain his cool shortly after and approached me very professionally. He then politely asked me to put the pepper spray and knife on the small metal table.
- You can collect those on your way out, miss. - He said.
I already thought that the trick with the obvious knife worked, when he lowered his eyes and said:
- I'm gonna have to ask you to take of your belt, miss.
- I'm sorry? - I was puzzled. It appears that they have a little security system upgrade. - Yes, sure... - Now I lowered my eyes and quietly said that line.
He smiled and put my stuff in some plastic container which he put under the small metal table. He gave me the number with which I could return my stuff.
I haven't miss those items much. This is pretty safe place, but if I'm gonna need some weapon in some case, my heels could be as much as deadly as some knife. I was attacked once. The guy wanted to **** me. He jumped at me from some roof and almost the same moment he started to splat my face with his enormous dick. At first I was in shock, but after I had a better glimpse at him I just had to react somehow. If circumstances were different I would probably be all over him drooling on that monster dick.
I landed a fast punch to his nose with my palm. He lost his consciousness a bit, fell on his back and I was on him in a second. I pulled a plastic torniquette from my pocket and quickly made a pretzel out of that big cock. Quickly, I was back on my feet and my right heel punctured his wrist, fixing his hand to the floor. I placed my other foot on to his neck.
- So? Should I continue or you're backing up?
- Mmhmm, mhh... - he tried to speak and then he burst into tears.
It was then I realised he was actually mentally retarted, so I felt sorry for him. I just let him go, pulling my heel out of his wrist and ran away, leaving his cock without a blood flow. Fuck it, I didn't know, what was I supposed to do?
And while I was recollecting memories from that day, a voice interrupted me:
- You have a reservation Miss? - In front of me stood somewhat classical vision of a restaurant employee. Black elegant suit, a bow and thin mustache. I wasn't quite sure if that was an android or a human. Nowadays, you can't be completely sure if someone's Synthetic as we used to call them.
- Yes, I have. - I stuttered. - A table for three. BayerTex Mishima, 20 o clock.
He didn't have to check this info, he just lead me to the half lightened table beside one massive plant jar. I was passing some other tables and I felt like I was being watched. - Now what--? - I thought to myself. - I haven't torn my fishnets, haven't I? As a matter of fact I did... Bollocks. On the back oh my left knee was a hole. Who gives a fuck... - I thought to myself and sat at the table.
- A glass of red wine please. Preferably, a years between 2019 to 2024.
A waiter looked at me with the utmost respect, he bowed a bit and left for my wine. I smiled half loudly, because I guessed those years, like I knew which wine is rally good. I love good wine, but I'm no expert. But he didn't knew that.
When he returned, he was still kinda stunned and he could barely keep his cool. His movement were enthusiastic and elegant. I liked that. I smelled the cork, freshly taken of the bottle and nodded my head with approval, so he started to pour the wine into tall, crystal clear glass.
- Would that be all? - He asked politely.
- For now, much obliged. - I smiled just as politely.
He walked away and I took my cigarettes out my little backpack. Then I remembered, although not bad for health cigarettes are still forbidden in any place where people eat, so I put them back. I took a look at my watch. 19:44. Soon, I'll know what's this all about. I remebered my purple dildo that left attached on the wall of my living room. I got a bit frisky. I quickly canceled that thought so I won't get wet. I continued to sip my wine, waiting that meeting with Jurgen and Dr. Dore.
I have noticed them, the moment they got in. Jurgen talked to the thin mustache guy at the entrance and he elegantly show them which way to go. Now, dames don't get up while they shaking hands, still I stood up a bit when I was greeeting them. Her first, than him. That was probably a glimpse of my male side. He was a tall guy, taller than me, with perfect business attire and silky sexy voice. I couldn't help it but asking myself (with a smirk) how big is he. And her... She was a real dame in her early fifties, also pretty tall, with beautiful black hair, Cleopatra style, bright blue frame glasses. High waist long pants, dark blood red shirt and same colour purse. I took a look at her feet. She had black fishnets, just like mine and a pair of too cute flats with a black bow. I liked her.
She had french accent when talking in english, but she started on perfect german. I excused myself for not knowing that much german and we all continued in english.
- We are both very pleased to meet you. - Said Jurgen.
First part of the evening went very well, with another glass of wine, vodka on the rocks for Jurgen and mineral water for a pretty doctor Dore.I liked to talk to them about this and that, maybe because I fancied them physically. And maybe that was just part of their plan. To seduce me, so I agree on whatever they want? I wasn't sure, but at that moment I didn't really mind. After a while, Jurgen changed the topic:
- Miss Unicca... We are completely familiar with your genetic profile. So, I won't beat around the bush. We think that you carry a potential to be a source for making very important d**gs for the mankind benefit. After reviewing your tests results, we also believe that in your tissue, blood and some other, erm... fluids lays the source of a very long life span and strong immunity.
- I know that myself, Mr. Voss, but rather tell me why you called me? I get that you want tiny pieces of me or drops of whatever I have to offer so you can perform your miracles...
- Not just pieces, Miss. Unicca. - Dr. Dore interrupted me - We want your entire arm. And leg.
I raised one eyebrow in disbelief and stopped my glass just above the table, then slowly put it down. I shivered a bit when I noticed that beautiful doctor was dead serious. I tried to act like that they didn't caught me by surprise. I opened my mouth about to ask whether I understood correctly, when waiter came and excused himself asked:
- Would you like to order?
She took the initiatve:
- Yes, please. Do you eat meat Una? - She turned to me? I nodded.
- Great. We would like to have 3 medium Kobe beef steaks, no side dishes, other than some light sauce and fresh riccola salad. - She looked me again, to make sure that her choice was right.
Just like she knew me, I thought. - I would like to have mine rare, please. - I added.
She smiled with approval when our eyes met. She felt my look was penetrating her and she knew her look was penetrating me. The feeling was so intense, beautiful. Powerful.
But I quickly got back to that what was going on before meal order. They want my arm. And leg.
- What the f.. - I thought to myself.
- I'm sorry. - I said - I have to go to...
- Sure. - Said Dr. Dore, and Jurgen just nodded his heat, adjusting glasses on his nose.
I got up, not moving my eyes from her. I picked my backpack and headed towards toilettes. I felt her eyes on my back. In the discretion of the toilet i leaned against the sink and sighed deeeply. I looked myself in the big mirror on which sides was scrolling some content like, restaurant menu, weather forecast, news...
- OK, I wasn't quite expecting this when they said they had a business offer. And they are serious about it. What the hell they would do with my arm and leg? Sure as hell I can't regenrate that. - I was thinking. The water was running and that sound kept me calm, but I haven't heard someone was standing behind me. I just felt the sweetness of beautiful Danielle Dore's perfume. I turned around quickly.
- Sorry if I scared you Una. - she said very softly. Then she took of one shoe and with very swift, precise motion she peeled of one of her fishnets.
- Here you go. - She said - I noticed your right one has a hole in it and mine are the same. If you want, I'll give you another too. I don't need them anyway with those shoes, right?
I caught myself staring at her bare foot. Beautiful foot with silver polished nails. I felt sudden heat wave overwhelming me. I had a hots for doctor that wants my extremities for the research. She noticed that, but kept silent.
We switched places. Now she was standing, leaned on to a sink with her beautiful butt. She lifted her leg up high and put it at the reach of my tongue. She smiled seductively. I couldn't just miss this, so I smelled that foot first and got even hornier instantly. Then I took it with my hands and put it in my mouth. She sighed. I was drooling like a hyaena trying to swallow as much of that foot as I could. She opened her eyes just to see me having half of her foot in my mouth breathing deeply. She leaned backwards, trembling like she's gonna cum. I was sucking that beautiful tasty foot like my life depends on that. She breathed faster and louder and then I felt she's going even deeper in my throat. Funny feeling that was. It wasn't her foot. Just her toenails were growing, slowly sliding down my throat. I gagged and pulled her out. My saliva was spilled on the floor between us with a splash. I had small tears in the corners of my eyes. I haven't had problems with deepthroating anything, but this was s different. Nails.
She looked at me eyes wide opened. - Why did you stop? I was, clos... - Then she saw me looking at her foot so she lowered her eyes towards it too.
- Oh my... Una, I'm sorry, I... just didn't expect them to grow that long. - Now I was looking at her, not knowing what to think. - You see... - She started.
- I'm not 100% genetic, if you know what I mean. Only, my modifications are slightly different.I haven't mutated, I had just gained some benefits with research and self testing.
- Ooooo...K... - I opened my mouth to ask something, but she just continued.
- You see, my nails... They are result of the some serum that I'm developing right now. Looks like that thing works, only I need a bit more time to put it under complete control, so it could be safe to use.
- What do you mean?
- See this? - she continued showing me injection gun, she pulled out of her purse - This ampoule is filled with nanobots. I told the guy on the entrance it was the insulin and he bought it (who wouldn't). The main ingredient is ceratine development enhancer, which can result in nail and hair growth. Much faster than usual. The nanobots are the part of it so the subject could control growth with neural net impulses with a little help of those little robo-bugs. I believe you can understand that, don't you?
I did, but I kept staring at her and her foot like i was hypnotised. My erection wasn't hidden anymore and she saw that of course. She then put her foot on my skirt front bulge and I watched her toenails going back to their normal length.
Fuck yes, this is fantastic.
- I'm sorry. - She said again.
- No.. no.. - I stuttered. - It's fine. I just... you just surprised me that's all. And got me all horny...
She smiled and put her foot back into the cute bowed shoe.
- C'mon.. Put that stocking on and let's eat, shall we? - She said. - By the way, you are just super cute when you're aroused and now I see how much liquid you can produce then.
Shem smiled at me devilishly, winked at me and then just walked out the toilette. I replaced the punctured stocking with hers, changed my pads, because those old ones we're flooded with everything, correct my lipstick and mascara and got out.
The steaks were served when I got back, so I said to the waiter to bring me some water, I swallowed the rest of my wine and with my long finger showing my glass told him to refill it.
Jurgen's face was still like stone. He just sat there and politely wait for us to start eating.
First few bites went off in silence. The food was just fantastic. Goddamn tasty.
- Miss Unicca... - Jurgen started, cleaning his mouth - Can we please continue our talk about our offer?
I nodded.
- So, I know that our idea seem quite radical and somewhat unusual, but let me briefly explain the whole process so you can make your decision after that. He than turned his head towards Danielle who was obviously the one that will explain that process to me.
- Like we said... - She started - We would amputate one leg and one arm, your choice which one... - She just overlooked my ironic smirk and continued - After that, we would provide and implement state of the art prosthetic limbs to replace yours. They are equipped with nanobots that keep that prosthetic on the high functionality level. It 'lubricates' itself with the plasma the integrated system absorbes from your blood. The recovery time is very short. We're talking days here.
Voss pulled out one smaller touch screen that shows animations of that process Danielle was talking about.
- I don't have to state that those technologically advanced limbs don't have a time limit and that they are absolutely submitted to your body and your mind. Oh and, yes, they are also physically superior to your natural limbs. About a hundred times stronger.
At that moment animations showed me a subject breaks the concrete wall with a kick or making knots out of steel bars with his hands. I was quite impressed. So much that I haven't heard all the things beautiful doctor said, but then she came to a part that I heard:
- Of course, all that would be greatly rewarded. Financially. We're talking amount that can secure yours and existence of several generations after you. - She then realized what she said and lowered her head feeling uncomfortable.
- Of course, you know what I mean, don't you? - This was regarding my current age or my abilities to reproduce.
- I know, no worries. - I said.
Our meals were coming to an end and I gotta admit that whole thing intrigued me a lot.
- Impressive, really. - I said finally while two of them raised their heads looking at me, hoping i will continue.
- I can't say I'm not interested. That this whole idea hasn't some weight. Financially and technologically, but you surely know that I love my legs and arms.
She smiled not showing her teeth and Voss just kept chewing and not blinking for a good half an hour.
- Look here, I'm not sure what you're gonna get from all this and sincerely at this point I don't really care, because I have to tell you I won't give up my leg and arm just like that. I'm gonna need some time, but I also gotta politely warn you that you shouldn't look forward to my positive answer. Those prosthetics even look sexy to me and highly appealing, but I'm more fond of my own even if they're hundred years old. Hope you understand this. - I said trying to calm things down and sipped my wine.
- Of course. - Said Jurgen with somewhat irritated sigh. I couldn't realize if that was 'ok, fuck you' or, 'fuck, we are not gonna miss this one'.
The good doctor on the other side gave me the look full of approval. Or I was just under impression of her foot in my mouth and on my dick. All three of us agreed that I will give them my final decission by the and of the month and the rest of the evening went in the pretty relaxed tone. We had a few more drinks and Voss payed the bill. I politely said thanks and that I was sorry if my choice disappointed them.
- I can understand you Ms. Unicca. - He said softly - I believe that I would make the same decission in your place, but you have to understand that this is my job. I had a mission to acquire you, sort of speaking. But, now I will feel free to contact the board to consider you as our possible employee. You're very interesting person and I think that you would be valuable asset to us in any way. Not just genetic.
This kinda puzzled me. Doctor was standing there in disbelief, but trying to stay cool.
- Thank you Mr. Voss, for the compliments and assessment of my intelect.
Now, he smiled and then stood from the table and buttoned his jacket. She also stood up, shook my hand and said:
- I sincerely hope that this isn't our last meeting Una. I would like to have a chance to take a closer look at... your genetic material.
I smiled and softly let her hand. - If you don't mind, I'll stay a bit and maybe finish the bottle. Then I watched the couple leaving the restaurant. I couldn't quite understand if I was scared, excited or horny. Or all in the same time. But somehow, like the huge weight was off my back. And I felt good.
I took my phone from my backpack and saw 2 new messages.
The first one was digital bussiness card from Jurgen Voss. The other one was from DR. Dore:
'It was short, but sweet. Restroom, cosmetic cabinet.'
I drank the rest from my glass, pick up my stuff and went to the toilet. In the cosmetic cabinet there was glass container filled with thick orange liquid.
My mouth formed a silly grin. Although I wasn't sure that it was smart idea to try this on myself. Nevertheless, that wave of excitement overflowed me again. I once again felt Danielles foot in my mouth, those perfect long toenails.
Her scent.
I ran out not wanting my liquids to make a mess of my attire.
I smiled at the security guy at the entrance and he gave me back my balisong knife, belt and my pepper spray. He saw on the scanner that I have an ampule in my purse now, but didn't gave much attention to that. None. He said goodbye and I went through the hotel door into the bit windy summer night. I pushed the button on my car key and in a minute my Mazda was in front of me with the headlights and AC on. I got in and on the big display choosed the auto-drive option and then hit home location. The car accepted the entered coordinates and not going over speed limit roared towards my apartment. I thought that driving could maybe relax me, but I had a bit too much to drink so I just left technology to do it for now.
It started to rain again. I watched those drops on my window when a red light flashed my blurred vision. The Mazda stopped. Beside it's door stood a police officer. I lowered my window and said hello.
- Good evening officer, what's the problem? - I asked. - Synthetic cop saw that auto-drive was engaged so he just briefly said: 'Carry on, thank you for your cooperation.'
What a waste of time. There's was no need for alcotest, cause synthetic detected engaged autodrive. So, that was one well made decission after drinking bottle of wine. I was playing with ampule given to me by Dr. Dore. I was thinking am I brave enough to try it. Nanobots. The idea was more than appealing. Not the fact that I would have long nails. I can grow them myself. Hair too. But the fact that I would be having control over it. Changing myself in a blink of an eye. That sounds awfully sexy. All of a sudden, through rain drops textured window I spotted green neon cross. I instantly hit the brakes, which shutted down the autodrive and I stopped right at the entrance of a pharmacy. I went inside. There was a few weird looking people wandering around shelves in this unusually enlightened place. But my focus was on the bulletproof glass in front of me and the pharmacy technician behind it.
- Can I help you miss? - He asked.
- I hope so - I murmured - I need an injection gun for this ampule.
I showed him a small object with orange liquid. He said something like '0,45' and went to some back room. He returned with plastic see thru box with a sticker that says: BayerTech Mishima Corp. and with big helvetica letters 'Med-EQ'.
- That would be 1.440 EC - He said and in front of me on the glass there was a place where I put my palm. Computer read my data and then I typed a pin and placed my payment. Display said 'Granted' with big green letters. Technician put the box into a drawer below the front desk which came out on my side. I took the plastic box and head towards my car. Two boys with hoods on their heads were standing there leaned on my Mazda.
- Hey there Kitten. We really don't believe that you have any cash with you, but we will take whatever you bought just now. That looks expensive. Or, if you prefer, we can play a bit. Would you like that? - Said one guy, while the other was just giggling. I stopped myself bursting into laughter. Instead I put my hand in my pocket and said:
- Wait... Actually I have some cash. I'll give it to you, but this I really need.
They didn't expect that I have something else in my pocket. Like a car key which has a button that sent light electricity shock throughout the car and for the few minutes paralysed two rascals. They both fell down beside Mazda shaking like wounded maggots, but awake. I bowed my head and softly said: - Relax boys, this will take just a few minutes and you'll be as good as new then. Byeeeee....
I drove off. I parked in the garage below my building. Big ass building. Gray as our sky, with more than twenty entrances. It was something they called 'projects' and there was over one hundred apartments per entrance. Some bigger, some smaller. Mine was pretty big. I loved that big space and with my income I could easily afford it. I pushed 18 in the elevator, got up there and typed unlock code for my apartment. I got inside pretty fast trying to avoid my neighbour Evan. He's cute, but pretty boring architect, that I almost sucked in the elevator, trying to get to my place in the middle of the night drunk as a skunk. Since then, he's all romantic and trying to continue what I started back then.
Once inside, I leaned against the door and deeply sighed. I took off my shoes and stepped on a big white hairy carpet. I peeled my stockings off and left one I smelled to see if I can still feel Dr. Dore's scent. And just like that, it started to flow a bit from my holes. My nipples, My cock.
I sat on the big couch and looked at my feet with yellow toenails. I fetched the nail polish device and removed the polish. Ina less than a minute my toenails were clean and shiny. Still looking down to my feet I put the ampule into an injection gun and leaned it against my neck.
On one of my screens on the wall there was a new message. 1 new mail received.
The address was: [email protected]. I curiously said 'play' and video message started:
- Hello Una... - there was a pretty Danielles face, smiling at me - I really hope that this wouldn't sound too pushy, but I think I should apologize. The thing is, I never mix my job with pleasure and this today was just that. Please, try to understand, I work for BayerTech Mishima corp. and I would hate to miss this opportunity of research, but as I said earlier, the decision is your only and I will respect it no matter what it will be. I'm not trying to influence that decision with this, I just wanted to tell you, that on the private side, I wouldn't like you to lose your extremities. They' re beautiful... - she chuckled - And yes. I meant what I said at the end of the evening today. I would really like to explore you closely - she said, drawing the quotation marks in the mid air. - I hope you found my present. Believe me, it's perfectly safe to use.
What a sucker am I. I just got horny again. I let the vision of that beautiful woman to affect my reasonability. I trusted her. I wanted her. A lot. She was beautiful. And I wanted that orange gooey stuff in my bloodflow. Maybe this message was just her way to get me more excited which could affect my decision. And that stuff is maybe just a d**g that will knock me down and they will collect my leg and arm with no resistance. Ah, fuck it... I want those nails. The serotonine level in my body was at the point at which could really affect my judgement. I pressed the injection gun's trigger.
The tiny needle just stinged me and the lnext moment, ampule was empty. The micro hole itched a bit and then I got dizzy. - Fu..dge... - I thought to myself. It's a d**g after all.
And then all of a sudden, everything went clearer. And it was like I never tasted any alcohol tonight.
I was sitting on a thick carpet, leaned against the couch and starring at my legs and arms. Nothing. A fewe minutes past. I concluded that this nanobots probably have to have some time before they spread through my body. But how to get rid of them if they stop being fun? Blood transfusion? While I was thinking about that, some new sensation begin to flow through me. Like a million tiny marching ants. My body reacted almost the same second. My nipples became so hard, like erasers on pencils, my penis got erected and was nearly attached to my belly now. My legs and arms were like on fire. I watched my fingers. Fingernails were growing fast. On my feet too. I tried to control it, to stop it. And I made it. They stopped. Oh boy this is so awesome... I laid on the couch and let them grow so big. I could scratch my head with toenails. Then I cut them on the normal size. Longer again. I was having a blast. Then I discovered that I can also shape them. I make them pointy, like claws, then cut them straight, then elegantly rounded. Made them pointy again and paint them black. Metallic black. This nanobots are something. I thought to myself that maybe those prosthetics wouldn't be such a bad idea either.
I was so happy and felt so good that I wanted to call Danielle to invite her to my place just so I could show her my gratitude. Then I let my hair grow. More. Long hair, to my waist, to my ankles. I was so proud of myself getting to know how to control it so fast. I was going wild, shaking on teh floor now and letting the orgasmic waves flow through me. I moaned, screamed, sighed and then just exploded. Thick ropes of cum went from my penis. From my little tits thin flows were going high in the air, at least 5-6 from each, then it went from my ass too. LIke a stream. Saliva, tears... I was making flood in the apartment. I came at least four times, I was wet. Sticky. I was shaking on the floor in the puddle of my body fluids. I licked it, smiling somewhat histerically.
- Man, what the hell was that... - I asked myself. After I regain some sobriety, I 'cut' my hair and nails to the normal length. I let those on my toes a bit longer and smiled while they scratched the floor when I was walking around. I turned on the robot cleaner and it started frantically circling around the room trying to suck everything wet. I think I will have to scrub the floor anyway. Not even that robot is so powerful. I took a quick shower and returned to the room. The robot did the job after all and now was standing peacefully in the corner, charging. Cool, I thought. I turned the monitors once again and went through the rest of the mails and messages. Some from friends, some from Health Institute, some reminders that I have to pay some bills. Nothing. I asked myself would I pay any atention on anything that's not message from Dr. Dore. I went through the third of almost 3 thousand TV channels and still I couldn't concentrate enough to watch something. I was kinda tired, so I decided to let myself sleep. I slowly went to the bedroom and laid down on a huge bed. The wide window let the lot of light inside, but the height of the floor I was at, all that light equally spread around the room. I scratched my feet with my 'claws' wondering about that business offer.
Would it be smart to replace my limbs with some robotics? For that amount of money? That I could live peacefully ever after? I wasn't sure, but the idea was more than appealing. Why? Was it just because of the pretty doctor, that knew what she was doing? But why she told me that she doesn't want me to lose the arm or leg? I got confused and I didn't like that. I put it all aside and exploring the posibilities of the nanobots in my body I let myself sleep.
Soon, It was the morning in the city of gray sky. Nevertheless, I always enjoyed looking through my window. Maybe it was just the contrast of my black fingernails on gray background. I went to the living room. My toenails were still scratching the floor, so I make them shorter. On one of my displays was the message with high priority. Ddore...
I smiled and said: - Play.
- Una, I gotta say I'm sorry, but I have to tell you something. I decided to withdraw from the project Voss was talking about. They were very determined to get you, but I started to look different on you and I can't posibly see you as just work. I know, this must be hard to believe, but it's the truth. I decide also not to explore your genetics and posibilities, so that probably means that we won't see eachother again. But.. I just wanted you to know. Bayertex Mishima will continue the 'hunt' for you. I know what kind of interest they have in you. But as I said already, the decision will remain yours. I just don't want to be the part of all that. I'm sorry.
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