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Audrey was so beautiful and had an unbelievably pretty face with a tall, lean athletic body. I knew the
results of the perfected DNA and consistent workouts would transform her greatly. Even so, Sarah and
she had apparently had long conversations about it and had decided that she should do it. With
reservation, I reluctantly appeased Audrey and my sister’s wishes and agreed that she too, would have
her DNA enhanced.
I called in to the lab and volunteered to come in that next week as I was now an on call or as needed
employee. Ever since my facial recognition profile was updated to my newer, female face I could finally
breeze in and out of the different parts of the facility without any problem. That was important,
because I was going to have to figure out how and when to sneak Audrey in. Time wise, I was hoping to
get her in on Monday for the donation, and then again on that Friday for the transfusion back into her.
I worked through the day at the lab and asked her to simply bring in some food and act as if she was a
Door Dash delivery driver brining us our order.
She could get past security to at least the break room at
that point, and after that, I’d have to sneak her in the back for the blood. So, towards the end of the
day, I knew I could muster being the last one at work and hope to time it right. Sure enough, Audrey
showed up as planned. I had phoned security and asked him to escort her to the break room and let me
know when our food arrived. He did as asked and I met Audrey there for the first part of our plan.
Unfortunately, my gray haired, 55 year old, slightly plump, 5’8” supervisor Cynthia, had not left the
building yet and I needed to wait till she was gone before brining Audrey back, so I had her wait in the
break room for nearly half an hour.
Finally, Cynthia left the facility and I was able to bring Audrey back. I put her in the chair and started the
procedure. As I tied the long piece of tubing around her right arm, she grabbed my lab coat and thrust
me upon her. “Oh God you’re so sexy right now?” she exclaimed as she locked her lips upon mine.
My muscular body was laying firmly atop hers as we made out and after kissing her moist, wet lips for
several seconds, I leaned back and said, “In my stupid lab coat…whatever.“
“No.” she finished, “I’ve always loved a woman in scrubs or a lab coat, long hair in a ponytail and glasses…I don’t know why but
yes…you’re pulling it off like a hot, smart, sexy Halloween costume you’re about to expose!”
“Damn.” I thought, ”Hot and sexy without even exposing my ridiculously muscular, fit body.” Life was really good
now, that’s for sure.
Before things got too out of control, I calmed her down, straightened myself up and began the
extraction. I found a beautiful, plump vein in her arm and slowly slid the needle in, trying to be as
careful as possible. Audrey hated the sight of her own blood I learned and she looked away as she
periodically squeezed the rubber ball I gave her. The process went smoothly and Audrey was really
excited about what we were doing for her as I organized her pint and prepared it for the enhancement
procedure.
To my shock, as I walked back into the main room Cynthia was standing in the doorway and said, “What
the fuck is going on here?”
Audrey shot her head around in surprise as well and my jaw hit the floor as I
knew we’d been caught. “Um, Um, Um…I stuttered as I searched for an answer.” I realized immediately
I was busted.
“In my office…now!” Cynthia barked. As physically superior to her as I was, I knew our
whole plan was in jeopardy and possibly my job or more.
I turned and said, “Wait here Audrey, I’ll be back in a few.” I then tucked my tail between my legs and followed my boss into her office.
We walked in and Cynthia closed the door behind me. I looked at her and said, “I have something to tell
you about what’s going on here, it’s absolutely insane and beyond any of our wildest expectations.”
Cynthia rolled her eyes and then looked at me with a questioning stare and said, “OK. Let’s hear what
this is, and then I’ll ask for the true story.”
“We’ll you obviously remember me as David from last year. And everyone here thinks I just wanted to identify as Denise as some sort of gender change issues I had.” I said.
“Go On.” She replied.
“Um, well, what really happened was, I took a sample of the DNA
enhanced blood we’ve been processing for our elderly trial patients. Only, it was from a much younger
donor…and the donor was a female.” Now Cynthia was attentive, knowing I was spilling some beans
here and admitting to some major protocol prohibited behavior…certainly worthy of a firing and maybe
other legal action.
“Cynthia.” I continued, “I am not just identifying as a female…the female enhanced DNA I transfused
into my blood stream has turned me into one.”
At that point, my boss laughed and said, “My god
Denise…you really are deranged, I’m getting you escorted out of here and will discuss possible
prosecution actions as well.”
As she turned to the door to open it, I forcefully grabbed her by the arm,
turned her towards me and said, “You have to look at this to believe it…now look.”
Startled by my physical act, she turned towards me and held still as I unbuttoned my coat and dropped it to the ground.
I was only wearing some workout shorts and bra and my muscle bound, exposed, perfected physique
was staring back at her. I grabbed my shorts and slid them down my full quads and past my diamond
shaped calves to the ground. I then grabbed the underside of my workout bra, slid it up over my head,
and tossed it to the ground as well, exposing my gorgeous, perky breasts to her gaze. Her jaw dropped
to the floor, speechless at the pure, physical perfection she was ogling before her.
“You might want to look at my original company photo as well Cynthia, my eyes used to be Hazel-green, and yet now,
they’re a bright blue…and not contact lenses."
My boss slowly walked up, and put her hands on my beautiful, D-cup breasts. She started inspecting
them up, down and center. “No lines.” I said to her as she seemed to caress them. “They’re as real as it
gets. No implants here.”
Still speechless, she then grabbed her readers from her pocket and brought
her face just an inch from mine, looking deeply into my eye to see if there was indeed a blue contact
lens present. “Look at this body Cynthia…it’s fucking perfect, and it’s all because of this enhanced DNA
processing we’re doing right her in this lab.”
With that, almost in a trance, she started feeling my face,
then my traps and rock-hard shoulders, then again over my perky breasts, and my ripped torso. She
then squatted to get a closer look at my rounded, defined quads and then grabbed hold of my diamond
shaped calves. “You can have this body too Cynthia. Let me help you.” I begged as she stood back up
slowly to face me, ogling every square inch of my amazing physique on the way up.
“Seriously Cynthia.”
I asked again, “Let me help you take 20 years off your age and give you the perfected physique you see
before you. You’d want that, wouldn’t you?”
Realizing I was telling the truth, she nodded her head and
said, “Yes. I mean, my god Denise…who wouldn’t?”
“That’s the problem.” I answered, “I think that once
they find out what they have here. Security will be through the roof and the possibility of peons like us
getting this technology in us will be gone. The elderly patients we’ve been working with are already
showing amazing signs of improvement and we’re not going to be able to keep a lid on this much
longer.”
Knowing how the corporate world works, Cynthia looked at me and said, “Oh shit, you’re right
Denise. I can keep the data hidden for a while, but I want to do this now!”
With that, realizing what she
might be becoming, she again caressed my ripped abs and then grabbed a hold of my rock-hard ass,
wanting the same for herself. I put my clothes and coat back on and we walked back into the lab. Cynthia walked over and introduced
herself to Audrey and took a seat in the chair next to hers.
“Well.” She said to Audrey, “Looks like we’ll both be growing into some amazing physiques very soon won’t we?”
Audrey was originally skeptical after watching Cynthia’s original rage from a few minutes before, but kind of faked a smile and
answered, “Yes Cynthia, that’s my deepest hope.”
I had already taken Audrey’s sample, so I proceeded
to take Cynthia’s sample, put them both in the cooler for processing and told Cynthia I would be back
first thing in the morning to discuss all of the affects and our plan moving forward. Of course, on the
way home, I had to tell Audrey what transpired in Cynthia’s office while we drove back to my sister’s
house.
Over the week, Cynthia had me in her office constantly. She wanted to hear every detail about my
female transformation, how long it took, what were the effects and when my muscles began growing to
bodybuilder type levels. I did remind her that I worked out to get them to their current level, but that
they had become firm and strong even without the regimented workouts. Cynthia was beyond elated
and excited and had me take every conceivable picture and measurement of her so she could document
her daily progress.
Eventually Friday was upon us, the samples had been processed and I brought
Audrey in for her transfusion. She and Cynthia patiently waited while I performed the procedures and
both were giddy and chatty like two eighth grade girls. As the blood started flowing back into their
bodies, they both knew they were about to take a new journey of youth and physical perfection that
only the Greek Gods could have dreamed of.
Now that my boss had been infused with her own, perfected DNA, the progress she would be making
had her obsessed. I was going into work every day now, but mostly spending my time in her office going
over the possibilities of our future selves. After taking all of her measurements on the Tuesday
following her transfusion, Cynthia lost a little self-control. She had me take off my lab coat and
underwear and flex my biceps for her.
“Oh my Denise.” She said, “These are the most perfect arms I’ve
ever seen. I want these muscles. I want these perfectly sculpted biceps and forearms. I want to be
strong and muscular. Muscle-bound…Like you.”
She then placed her warm lips on my nipple. She sucked and caressed it’s supple, but firm perky surface. Her hands groped my arms and then slid to my
wing like lats. She grabbed a hold hard and I could feel the obsession and sexual energy flowing through
her. Cynthia had a way with her tongue and as she flicked my nipple with it, tingling sensations started
to flow through me. I liked the feeling of my once intimidating boss now trying to satisfy me sexually
and I let her continue. She eventually stared to squat down and licked my six pack abs firmly like they
were covered with an intoxicating elixir. It prodded every crevasse my protruding abs provided and she
slid her warm tongue over the rock-hard bumps.
Finally, Cynthia reached my crotch and inserted her oral appendage deep inside me. The feeling of its
hard, long, vibrating surface against my clit was exhilarating. She grabbed my muscular ass tightly and
pushed her head forward and back rapidly. Constantly bumping into my lower abs while her tongue
worked its magic. She had quickly become captivated and obsessed with my muscular physique and had
obviously lost emotional control of herself. I felt a power switch happening as she pleasured me and I
flexed my glutes firmly, allowing her hands to feel that power. She shook violently as I did so, feeling
the strength I was trying to convey upon her.
This encouraged a more rapid vibration from her inside
me and she was now desperately wanting to satisfy my sexual needs as well. My clit was being titillated
frantically and even I was now leaning my head back in delight as the sharp sensations flowed through
me. Moving faster and faster, and grabbing my flexed and relaxed ass more vigorously, Cynthia finally
brought me to ultimate fulfillment and I burst my female liquids upon her. She lapped up my juices and
sensing she’d brought me to that level, Cynthia slipped a hand down her own panties and quickly
finished herself off, squirting all over the floor beneath us while drinking within me.
Both completely gratified, I took a seat in her large, comfortable office chair. Still naked, and exposing
my entire, muscle bound physique in front of her, Cynthia got on her knees before me and laid her head
upon my heaving, bulging, muscular thighs. She then closed her eyes and began breathing softly as I
stroked her long hair from above. Taking advantage of this vulnerable moment, I leaned down to her
and whispered, “Cynthia, I’m going to let you pleasure my perfected physique all you want, but I’ll be
making the rules here concerning the DNA enhancement equipment and trials from now on. OK?”
“Of course, Denise.” Cynthia answered contently, “Of course you can.” And I leaned back in confidence,
knowing I had taken control of our situation and the future of the project.
With a smile on my face, I got home and greeted my herculean wife. As Cynthia must have felt with me,
I felt that much and even more euphoric in the presence of Teresa. I loved grabbing hold of her massive,
24” bicep with both hands…not even coming close to being able to wrap them around its rounded, rockhard, softball sized bulges. “I have to tell you what happened at work today honey.” I said to her as she
grabbed me around the waist and easily lifted my muscular, but light to her, body.
Face to face, she pulled me close and we locked lips for a nice, wet, passion-filled kiss. I placed each leg around her thick,
muscular torso and then wrapped my buff arms around her neck. They rested on her full, towering
traps and her thick and athletic jawline was inches in front of me. How could someone contain this
amount of rock-hard, power-laden muscle was beyond me…but I loved it. I longed to be feeling, ogling,
massaging my wife’s muscles all the time, and since I had been working a lot lately, it made me
appreciate her presence even more than normal.
A few minutes of giddy kissing done, Teresa looked into my eyes and asked, “What? What happened at
work today that was so amazing?”
“Cynthia came on to me honey. She’s in lust with my muscular
physique and she couldn’t keep her hands off of me. She massaged and sucked on my breasts and then
continued to caress my muscular biceps and fondled me and herself to completion!”
“Holy shit honey.” Teresa yelled, “Are you ok? You were violated by your boss. We need to do something!”
“No, No, No. Honey.” I exclaimed, “I already did. I took over the DNA project and trials. With her under my control, I
run the lab. Whatever I say goes.”
My wife wasn’t sure how to take it. On one hand, she was happy I
had somehow wrestled control of this life changing project, but on the other, I was being fondled by
another. “I know it’s hard to understand babe, but I’ll do what I can to keep her at arm’s length, while
we get to run the whole thing moving forward.”
Teresa was a little shocked, but thought about it for a
minute and then said, “Amazing dear. You were somehow able to turn a straight 55-year-old woman
into a lesbian and now you’re HER BOSS!”
“Well, I have a boss too babe…and right now, I want to make
her the happiest person in the world!” I answered sensuously.
My wife smiled widely and slowly put me down. On my feet, I looked up slightly at this statuesque,
mammoth mountain of muscle and power. Staring inches away from 340 pounds of herculean beef was
exhilarating in itself and I felt as if her tree trunk of a neck, supporting her gorgeous face was as wide as
my waist. I loved how thick it was becoming and the huge veins that ran up its surface, carrying massive
amounts of blood to her head protruded greatly. Teresa slowly pulled her blouse over her head and
exposed her insanely large pecs which would now make Arnold look small.
She began bouncing them
quickly and the fullness and pop they created as she flexed them made me immediately moist. They
were now so large, they made my D-Cup breasts look small in comparison. And they were well defined
with virtually two layers of muscle stacked right on top of each other. I placed my palms on them as she
bounced them and the hardness and size were overwhelming. They stuck out so far, the lower curve on
the underside of them protruded at least 5 or 6 inches from her muscle-bound, ripped torso. For fun I
made fists with my hands and kind of beat on them. They didn’t budge and I knew they were probably
bullet proof too.
We both got a chuckle out of my feeble effort to pound her chest enough for her to even feel it and I
slowly started to squat, licking her protruding ab muscles with my tongue as I made my way down.
Excitedly, I pulled her tight, small, workout shorts down to her ankles. It was always difficult pulling
them over her massive 34” quads, but luckily the material was stretchy and I was able to get it done.
Now staring me in the face was her semi-erect, thick cock. I loved feeling it grow in the grasp of my
mouth and hands and I quickly took it between my lips and closed them tightly around its head. I then
forced several inches of it deep within my throat and massaged her rod with my hands. It worked like a
charm, and I felt her thick shaft begin to grow wider by the second and the head pushed deeper down
my throat as I wrapped it tightly, licking the bottom of it with my tongue. Within a few more seconds, it
was at full size and I began to pound it with my head thrusts.
Teresa twisted her strong hips slightly to
better position herself and backed against the wall to be in full relax mode as I pleasured her love rod.
God I loved giving my wife a blow job. Nothing gave me greater satisfaction than sucking her gorgeous,
huge cock till she became so utterly fulfilled that she spurted gallons of her white, milky love juice in and
lately, all over me. For some reason, she started to also get off on pulling her giant cock out of my
mouth and drenching me in her nectar.
My face covered in white, sticky goo, she and I would then
lovingly lick up every last drop and make out till we couldn’t taste its wonderful savoriness anymore. My
goal was to experience this exact feeling and erotic completion with her again as I sucked her harder and
faster and harder and faster. My lips kept popping on and off her rosy, firm tip and Teresa began to get
that satisfied tingling sensation jolting through her muscle-bound physique.
Just as I felt I was getting her to that point, and about to drink and wear gallons of her cum, she placed
her strong hands under my arm pits and easily hoisted me up and out, my feet dangling three feet in the
air, my long hair dangling down and whisping across the top of my muscular ass. I looked down at the
colossal forearms and biceps below me, then looked into her gleaming eyes and wide grin. Her erection
was at full attention and she slowly lowered me upon it.
She entered me swiftly and the feel of a long,
wide love-rod filled me up. She hit my G-spot immediately and a shock of pleasure ripped through me.
Now, instead of lowering me and holding me stationary while her hips did the work, she kept still. Her
arms were so strong and powerful, my wife began raising and lowering me continuously on her rockhard appendage. We locked our eyes with each other and she had an even bigger grin now as she was
easily treating me like a sex toy and driving her penis deep inside me without even moving it. My entire,
muscular bodyweight was being rapidly thrust up and down, up and down upon her tip by her
overwhelming power.
The warm, thick shaft and firm, perfectly curved tip were plunging into me with gentle but forceful
grace. My moist pussy was providing just enough lubrication and the friction she was brushing against
my clit was perfectly applied. I continued to peer deeply into the eyes of my muscle-bound wife as she
toyed with me and gulped hard and bit my lip sexually as the pleasures she was providing shot through
me. Feeling the erotic sensations below, I reached out and started grabbing and massaging the bulging
18” forearms that kept me in a constant up and down motion.
My wife was essentially jerking herself
off with me and she seemed like a goddess to me at that point. But I was feeling insane, pleasurable
satisfaction too, so it was certainly a win-win situation. The long, slow pumps of my body upon her
raging cock were needing to speed up, so after several minutes of the former, Teresa began to pump my
body faster and faster, up and down over and over and over. I felt like I was on a ride at the fair and my
hair kept bouncing up and down with each speedy thrust.
I was usually not one to scream, but the moment of ultimate satisfaction was overwhelming me and I
began shouting, “Uhhh, Uhhh, Uhhh…my God, my God, my God!”
As my vibrating body was being so
easily moved. The grip upon my wife’s herculean forearms had now moved down to her bulging, vein
covered, full, softball sized biceps as they were pumped to maximum size by the blood that filled them
in her efforts to hold and move my entire bodyweight upon her throbbing member. As she pounded me
so erotically and so pleasurably for me, I could tell she was also in compete enjoyment of the feelings of
my tight pussy around her thick cock and she finally started to roll her eyes back into her beautiful head.
She then tilted her head back too and euphoria overtook her as she blasted me upon her love rod so fast
I started to lose focus. Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam, Bam she dropped me over and over again on it. Before
long, I too was being hit with that ultimate fulfilled sensation and with each thrust, lightning bolts of
tingling again ripped through my entire body. Just as I was getting too sexual completion myself, my
wife couldn’t hold back any more and I felt a tremendous explosion of cum rush deep inside me. The
warm, thick juices filled my entire vaginal cavity and as the gallons of her salty goo left her tip, she
quickly hoisted me off her member and shot the next batch directly into my face.
I opened my mouth as
much as possible and took most of it down my throat, but of course, within seconds, my face was once
again covered. She continued to pulse three more eruptions from her massive cock and I drank as much
as possible while also realizing my face, eyes and hair were now covered. Her love sauce was warm and
after swallowing all I could, my wife easily hoisted me up towards her face and began her wonderful
ritual of licking her own nectar off every square inch of my beautiful face. Warmed inside down below,
in my now full belly and on my face, my sexual urges briefly quenched, I completely relaxed my body,
while Teresa held me like a rag doll and finished licking me up.
She then gave me that heart felt, long,
moist kiss and walked me down the hall for a nice, steamy, warm shower before bed. I hugged her
tightly when she brought me in close and said, “I love you more than anything babe, and I can’t wait to
figure out what we’re going to do, now that we’re in control.” She whispered back, “Me too babe…me
too.” And then walked us into the warm, heavy water…
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