Thread: It's Alive! (and other scientific mishaps)

If pressed to actually explain his drop truthfully Alex would have tried to come up with some split ground between pet and sex slave. Not like he wore a collar or anything and he spent less time on his knees than he kept his 'owner' on hers but really, what the hell else did you call a man who had been brought back from the dead to be a fuck toy of a mad scientist? He certainly didn't resent the job. Hell, he loved what he did and the body that came with it was perfect. He'd been good looking before but she'd made him taller, stronger, and even a bit more handsome. Admittedly, you had to be the sort of person who didn't mind a playmate stitched together from other people but he still liked the way he looked. His eye was blue, the left one specifically, the right one was green and came from somebody else who needed it less than he did at that point. His hair was deep brown for the most part though there was a bit towards the right side of his head that was blond since the accident had given him a need for a bit more to fill in. He dressed in a simple lab coat, kept unbuttoned over a t-shirt and a pair of baggy cargo pants. He pretty much exclusively wore baggy pants. There were just some guys who were hung like a horse. That, being a figure of expression, had nothing at all to do with Alex, who was hung like a bull in the sense that his creator had seen to it that he had a bull's cock hanging between his legs after he woke up. Honestly, nothing improved your mood after waking up from the dead quite like realizing that your cock was as thick as your creators arm at this point. When the alert came he was laying back on his bed trying to find something to watch on television, albeit the very limited channels that this remote island got. He'd asked Victor to get them a satellite dish or something but apparently the doctor's assistant had better things to do with his time. Not that that mattered right now as the door to his quarters quickly locked shut, baring him inside. The same was true with Victor's quarters. Apparently the military had thought that in the event of an emergency containing the freaks might be a good idea. That didn't extend to their own men, which was why Sergeant Winters, their military 'caretaker' wasn't restrained in anyway after the green gas came pouring into his room. Whatever effect it had in giving females regenerative powers it had quite a different effect on men. Several of the island's support staff would be affected but Winters was the closest to the labs so he was the first hit and the hardest. He doubled over in pain when the change first started. His body swelled up larger by the second as a thick fur covered him, his features became wolflike as he grew claws, already tearing at his uniform to be free of it. New instincts seized control of his mind and the aphrodisiac effects of the gas certainly didn't help. He howled as his cock started to change, swelling to a huge size as it shifted to grow a thick knot at the base. He knew exactly what the first order of business was and who was to blame for this whole thing. It was time to show that little slut of a scientist exactly what he thought about her little experiments. He hurried to the lab quickly, finding it easier to run on all fours at this point, sniffing her out quickly.