Thread: Jenova High: Whispered Truths (As Day Fades & darkest_fate)

Hojo didn't respond to Tifa. ...No, he meant name. Those numbers were who they were now. When - if - they returned to the school when this was all over, whenever that would be, they could resume their previous ones if that is what they preferred. But the laser-inscribed numbers on the backs of their necks were very much tattoos, very much like one would tag cattle, or put a tracking chip in the family dog. If that was the extent of the resistance he got from the four while they were marked, a question that went unaddressed and some fidgeting and giggling, well that was a pleasant surprise. Even more pleasant was what came next - the young, nubile blonde giving just as brief a pushback before she quieted, stripping out of her clothes. My my, they were certainly embracing obedience fast, weren't they? As much as this was about science, the physical attraction between two physically mature human beings was itself a science. An expert in some fields and an intermediate in others, one thing Hojo was not was a physician, and as such, hardly...desensitized to seeing flesh on a regular basis. Especially flesh so... His hands came together at his front, casually. The modest, mild arousal that immediately began was hidden well enough already beneath his black slacks and the length of white lab coat over top that, but just to be sure the clipboard moved over in front of his crotch too, the opposite hand coming over to clasp the one at the wrist. His eyes took a moment to soak in Rikku's generously sized breasts as they bounced naked and free while she shimmied. Then her flat, firm stomach, lean and taut. Then the private patch of pretty yellow fluff, trimmed in a shape that left her actual vaginal lips bare beneath it. ...Amidst the grip of excitement in his chest, Hojo blinked, taking look at the actual shape of Rikku's pubic hair and...almost chuckled. Cute. He made a brief, bemused noise but quickly caught himself. Actually, he commented after Tifa, Four isn't very far from the truth. Hojo approached the right part of the pod, standing just outside and to Rikku's left, tapping the display screen. Three, please gather up Four's things and place them on the table, he repeated from before, which normally would have gotten to him, but right now it was no bother. This was too interesting at the moment. After tapping a few buttons that appeared on the display a pair of thick plastic doors closed, shutting Rikku inside. I have designed many advances for these. They are a little more advanced than what you have seen in cartoons, with a chuckle. His voice was notably raised, just a bit, She can still hear us. Watch. Four, raise your hand please, wave. See? Think of these as a window in a vehicle, or on a wall, where sound is muffled to a point but you can still hear through it. This glass though is much stronger it would take far more than a stone to even scratch it. The fingers of his right hand moved about the display, navigating the options. A hole opened up inside, at the back of it and toward the top, six inches in diameter with a sleek black grate covering the opening. A liquid began gushing in comfortably warm, mostly clear with a light blue hue, very much like water but heavier, sticky, a slight slimy texture to it. Between these two layers of doors others can be added with the press of a button. He did so, and across the front, in the space between the two clear layers slid one with a light black tint. We can still see Four through this, but now she can neither see nor hear us. He pressed another button, a darker, fully black layer of glass now rotating into place. And this is for complete privacy, for when others are to come to the lab and I've no interest in their seeing, Hojo paused briefly, ongoing projects. With the press of the same two buttons both of the restricting layers slid back away from the front of the enclosure, rescinding back into its sides. By now the light blue water-like substance was up about the teen's knees. What is filling inside is a very special mixture of my design. There is no need for tubes, or even a breathing apparatus - she will not drown once she is covered in it, but rather continue to breathe as normal. It is full of oxygen which she will intake through her skin. Her lungs will expand, and when she breathes out you will see air bubbles as normal. It was up to the top of her thighs now, swaying a bit inside as more came pouring in, crashing down, just starting to touch at her crotch. It will also transfer not food and water to her body, but the base nutrients that they provide, giving her all the sustenance her body will need for the duration she spends encased in it without ever feeling hunger or thirst, or creating bodily waste. Additionally, it will read the data from her body - her vitals, blood pressure, various things - and show all the information on the display here, so I may analyze her more acutely. It was up to her ribcage now, just starting at her breasts. Then Hojo waited. He stood and, probably like the other girls, watched Rikku like the lab rat she was, the water-like substance continuing higher and higher. It would fill to cover her breasts while they all watched in awkward quiet, it would continue up to her shoulders and further, to her neck, her chin, splashing against her as it chugged in like a filling bathtub from up above. What came next was up to her, whether it engulfed her head immediately or if she instinctively swam up to savor the last bit of air, but given time it was going to fill, all the way to the top. The holding area she was in of the containment unit was seven and a half feet tall, while the entire thing, base, length and top combined, was a full eight feet. Once it was completely filled the grate automatically closed off and Hojo started pressing at buttons again. She is going to nap for a little while, he said. Then, stepping back, he resumed observing the nude blonde with the rest, her hair moving in an enticing fluid manner, fully submerged. What she is in itself does not put her to rest, but with an alteration to it as I applied just now it will. Over the next few seconds you will see her become drowsy and pass out. Encased in its warmth and nutrients, she will remain this way for however long until the mixture is shifted back - a few hours, a few days, years even, hypothetically, though I've not tested it at such length. And when she does wake, she will do so feeling fully refreshed. Hojo smirked to himself, reaching up to pluck at his glasses, cleaning them with a hand tucked inside his lab coat. The individual pods were numbered for a reason. The girls would become intimately familiar with them in due time. He replaced the spectacles on his face. Let us begin with the first test, shall we? Turning, he left Rikku there in the enclosure, walking off. His voice kept raised up, speaking to the trio that remained even as he walked away, Come. Number One, you will be first.