New Story: A prison muscle story (struggling for a good title)

[The Raven]

A new story about evil woman plotting evil things in a criminal prison. I'm really struggling for a good name for this and willing to take suggestions. Anyway, here's the first part. Enjoy. And as always any feedback is welcome and thanks for reading.

Evil Behind Bars: The Prison Enhancement Programme

Day 1

The sun was blazing across the isolated prison as a lone prisoner transport van arrived at the front gates. Queensmount Private Penitentiary. One of the rare private all woman's prisons within the United States.

The van came to a halt as half a dozen guards surrounded the vehicle. All women. All fit. All armed. Prepared for the prisoner's handover. The three guards within the van disembarked with caution as they pulled out the dangerous convict within. They unlocked the prisoner's cage, and called for the criminal to 'move it'.

They were being very cautious. Maybe too cautious some people would think. She was a small and waifish woman. Barely 5'3" with a skinny frame and crimson red hair. Yet the transport guards never once let down their guard around her. 129 convicted murders. 7 of which were after she was in custody. And many of the prosecution team believed her body count to be much, much higher. She was only convicted on the ones they believed they could prove and she was willing to confess too. If she hadn't signed a plea agreement, she'd be on Death Row. But life in prison with no chance of parole, that's her sentence. That was her deal.

But over 100 murders? Maybe 200? It can be hard to imagine someone of her appearance and stature to be capable of such things. But that is when you only consider her physically. She is Dr Regina Jessibelle Clarke. Age 31. She'd be furious with anyone who did not refer to her by her title of doctor. She had 2 Phds and an MD. She'd earned that title and demanded respect from them. Her former universities wanted to rescind her accreditations due to her actions but that would lead to a loss of the patent rights to her work she shared with them. Her medical license has already been revoked.

It was her mad genius that made her dangerous, and the transport guards knew it. She'd murdered 7 guards doing such actions as transporting her to court or jail. She was finally going to a prison where she'd never leave. She'd be their problem, thought the guards from the jail. Glad to be rid of this problem.

The all female guards of the prison accepted their new inmate from the transport guards, and escorted them out of the facility quickly. The transport guards were happy just to get away from 'that psycho', as they put it.

The 6 prison guards led their new inmate into 'processing'. Her belongings that were held by the transportation guards were delivered to the hold, and the doctor was stripped down to be searched once again.

With the exception of basic instructions, no other words were spoken. And none from the doctor herself. It wasn't until another guard arrived that any conversation commenced.

"Stand down ladies." ordered the new arrival, clearly a superior.
"This must be our new arrival. Warden's been expecting you. I'm Captain Carne. Remember the name, and my face. The only one in this place that doesn't answer to me, is the boss. So unless she says otherwise, my word is law here." the doctor was told.

The doctor gave the Captain a look over. Short blonde hair and blue eyes. Almost 5'11", significant musculature under a sizable but not thick layer of fat. A powerlifter, maybe strongwoman physique. Her voice and facial structure obviously morphing from androgenic steroid abuse. She could tell that the chief was used to using her physical stature to bully and control others. Yet someone like her could never intimidate someone like the doctor.

"Do you hear me inmate?" the chief bellowed.

"Orders received, chief." the doctor complied.

"That's what I like to hear. As I said. The boss wants to meet you personally. So we're all to take you to her office." everyone was told.

Doctor Clarke was studying the building layout as she was being led to the Warden's office. This prison was not your standard design. At least not your standard American prison design. It matched more of a European prison's design to the doctor's knowledge. This was definitely a much better atmosphere and more pleasant environment than the jail she was previously housed in. It wasn't long before they reached the Warden's office.

The Warden's office was on the top floor. A corner office with a full view to both the yard in the East and the entrance in the North. Inside, sat a large woman on a chair one would better describe as a throne.

"Dr Clarke. I'm so pleased to meet you. Warden Queen. I'm so glad to welcome you to my fine facility. I've been eagerly waiting for your arrival. Please, have a seat so we can chat. Coleen can stay but the rest of you ladies can get back to your work now." the large woman introduced herself with a southern drawl.

Doctor Clarke without hesitation sat herself down upon the offered chair as most of the guards left the office. Leaving just herself, the guard Captain Coleen and the Warden.

"I've been waiting for your arrival for sometime now. If it wasn't for you killing them two guards last month we could have been talkin' much sooner."

"I only killed one of them. That asshole sexually assaulted women under his charge. I just made sure he couldn't do it again. Then he shoots his own partner. What a pathetic man. Negotiations only took so long because they forced that second murder on me. Stupid law of pushing his death to me because I was committing felony murder." the doctor explained, in an eerily calm voice.

No emotion could be felt from her words. No guilt. No remorse. Clinical would be the best descriptor of her tone. The Warden just smiled in response.

"Hmmph. I see. But it ain't your talent for murder or reckless disregard for life I'm interested in here. No. A little birdy told me all about what you were up to when y'all was workin' for Jose. Before that rat threw you under the bus and left you to rot in prison for the rest of your life. Nah girl, I'm interested in that big science brain of yours. An' instead of having you rot in some federal prison, I did my part to bring you here. To me."

"From what you're saying. This isn't a normal prison then. That you being both the owner and the Warden, are also not 'normal'." Doctor Clarke inferred.

"I can't and don't intend to hide anything from you darling. I was a competitor to Jose before his capture. We do a lot here. And I've got the capital and connections to keep it all under wraps and under my watchful eye. I even used those connections to get you here. And all I want is for you to finish your work. Nice and simple." the Warden explained, the grin never leaving her chubby face.

"I want to know how." demanded Dr Clarke, her voice not raised or even changed.

"I already told ya. A little birdie told me." The Warden then pressed a button on her phone "Michelle dearie, can you get our other guest to come in now."

A few moments later, a face familiar to Dr Clarke walked into the office. A tall woman with neck length black hair, dark eyes and bright ruby red lips.

"Birdie. Cute pun. So you told them about my work?" accused Dr Clarke, emotion hitting her voice for the very first time since arriving.

"Now don't be sad or angry there dearie. Without my little chat with sweet little Raven here, you probably wouldn't be joinin' us. And none of us would get what we was wantin'." smiled the Warden.

"What did she tell you?"

"That you were making a super soldier serum. That you was gonna use it to betray Jose. And that you were almost done when the feds put a stop to it all. The only reason they went after Jose the way they did was because of all the bodies you were piling up for your research hon. I'm offering you everything you need to finish it. I'll provide all the equipment and any 'volunteers' ya might need." the Warden explained.

"So, then. What's in it for you? And what's my incentive?" the Doctor asked.

"Honey. I'm askin' for an army of super women. I plan to change the world. Most of the inmates and all the staff here work for me. I ain't just the Warden, I'm the boss ya see. I've already got to training them. I've got the capital from the other enterprises here at the prison. Commanding the criminal world was my great plan until I heard what you brought to the table. Now I want more. And for that, I offer to you anything you want. I'm a big enough girl even to admit I'm willing to share. You want power, I'll accept a partner. You can think about my offer as we set you up a lab. Just write yourself a list of everything you need and we'll get it for ya as quick as."

"The first thing I'll need is protection. I've made many enemies. Wouldn't want your big investment to disappear on ya now." The Dr joked.

"Is your old bodyguard good enough for ya?" The Warden asked, looking at Raven.

"She'll do perfectly. Although she'll also need some discipline."

"Tell Michelle everything you need and Coleen will take you to your cell. We'll introduce you to your lab tomorrow. Now, I've got some other business to attend to. I do hope you enjoy your stay here at our fine facility."

Dr Clarke explained every item she needed, from equipment to pharmaceuticals, to the Warden's secretary Michelle before the chief led her and Raven to cellblock A.

She was led to a private cell near the entrance to the cellblock. Her new home for the rest of her life.

"Raven's cell is next to yours. And I'm going to make this clear. I don't trust you. Jose was a fucking scumbag. And I don't trust anyone who was willing to work for him. But the boss wants what you were making. Can't say I'm not interested either. But don't even think of betraying us. The boss wants to make your life here as free and pleasant as possible. But I can make it a living hell. You hear me? Raven can explain the fineries of our place to you" warned Coleen before leaving the pair.

Doctor Clarke investigated her room. A comfortable single? No it was bigger than a single bed but not quite a double. A Japanese style toilet with a padded seat. A unit to store her things that also had a writing desk attached. It felt like a hotel room more than a prison cell. Except for the camera watching the room and two large buttons on the walls.

"Well. Raven. Explain." the doctor ordered her former subordinate.

"Yes doctor. The prison is divided into two wings, each containing 2 cell blocks and multiple work facilities. The Guards station and medical bay as well as processing are all situated in the conjoining sections of the 2 wings." her clear and concise explanation began.

"Cellblock A where we are located has the highest quality of living. It's reserved for detainees that are loyal to the Warden or those working under her. Many of the guards here used to live in this cell block I hear."

"She breeds loyalty. Not bad. Continue."

"Cellblock B houses those with no chance of leaving here. It's also used as a testing ground for those to join her organisation. It can also be seen as a punishment wing for disobedient soldiers. Those in cellblock A have almost limitless freedom while those in B have significant time controls on restricting them. The other wing contains block C, for the small timers, and block D, the psych block. I'm sorry I don't have much information on them."

"Enough about the prison. I doubt that's what 'the chief' wanted you to explain."

"Yes. Your room is your private space. Please don't damage any of the furniture or there may be repercussions. Especially the camera. There will be punishment if that's even touched let alone tampered with. The large red button is used to call the guards and the large green one is to call for medical personnel. They are to be used for emergencies only. Unlike other cell blocks, you don't have to be in your quarters at nightly role call. As long as you report your whereabouts to the guards you're fine."

"I see. She gives us freedom to work for her. And her reward is freedom within this facility."

"Well, freedom to be within this wing of the building."

"Interesting. Now then. Explain to me why you betrayed me?"

"I did not betray you doctor. I did this for you."

"Don't lie to me Raven. You're terrible at it. But I'm interested why you wouldn't see this as a betrayal. Tell me what happened."

"When we were raided, I eliminated nearly a dozen agents. I held them off for as long as I could. The next thing I remembered was waking up in the hospital. Restrained. I easily broke free and tried to make my escape. But my leg was in a cast. I never spoke a word to the feds. My lawyer got me a deal like yours. No death penalty for a confession. And like you, the Warden arranged for my sentencing to be held here."

"Not what I was after. But go on." spoke the doctor as she moved to sit down on her new bed.

"The Warden wanted to know what you were doing for Jose. She wanted his high quality drugs for her empire. It seems your expertise was the only thing keeping Jose in his position of power. The Warden wanted that kind of staying power."

"Wanted? I'm assuming you were the one to change her aspirations." Dr Clarke was removing her shoes.

"No. It was you, really. She wanted to know about me. How I survived and eliminated our enemies."

"The Warden is not without her intelligence network it seems. I'm not surprised."

"Indeed. But it failed to know about you. Or your true value doctor."

"That was until you decided to sing little bird."

"Yes. But I did it for you."

"Stop your lies there. You did it for you. You failed in the raid. And it's killing you inside. No? I know what you want. My super soldier treatment. You want me to make you even stronger than I already have. Strong enough to eat a taser bolt. To absorb a bullet. I was so close to making it true for you. You saw heaven before you only to be dragged into nothingness. Shown only how weak you truly are." Dr Clarke bit into the hidden heart of Raven.  She could see the micro-tremors in the tall woman's hands.

"Yes, doctor. I want it. I'll do anything for it. I still swear to serve you. I've returned my life to your hands just for that possibility."

"That is true. If you had kept your distance, my death wouldn't mean your own. But you did this for yourself. Admit it."

"Yes. I did it for myself."

"Good girl. Now strip. I want to assess what those buffoons and butchers have done to my prized creation." the doctor smirked.

Raven obeyed her master's command and completely disrobed. No underwear or even socks remained upon her flesh. The 6'3" dark haired maiden now stood naked with her ripped and defined muscles exposed for the doctor's appraisal. The much shorter red head stood up upon her feet and closely examined the muscle maiden before her.

"Six gunshot wounds. Hmm. You've healed up quite nicely. I can assume no broken bones. Your muscle tissue, hmm, could use some external reconditioning." the doctor observed as she examined Raven's wounds before moving on to forcefully grab Raven's exposed pussy.

"Is this also still mine, my dear Raven?"

"Yes. All of me is your possession. Master."

"Just what I wanted to hear. Now, please me. Continue to serve me. And you'll be the first to receive my treatment. And become an unstoppable super woman." said the mad doctor as she returned to her bed.

Raven knelt down before the seated doctor, removing her pants and underwear.

"You better not have gotten out of practice. I need to relieve some stress."

The not so subtle screams of ecstasy that echoed throughout the cell block showed how in practice Raven still was, and how much stress the doctor needed to relieve.

[The Raven]

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[erocha75]

This is a fantastic start! The premise is just marvelous and ohh so exciting!! Pls more chapters!!

PS Evil Behind Bars seems like a great title to me!!

[The Raven]

Next Chapter. I have a few more written out and I'm enjoying writing this at the moment. So I do hope you all enjoy reading it. It will be a bit of a slow burner until it won't.

Day 2

The next morning, the Guards led by Coleen Carne, escorted the doctor to her soon to be new lab. A large windowless room tucked away on the second floor not too far from both cellblock A and the Warden's office. There was also another lab next door. That one was for manufacturing illegal drugs. Another piece of Warden Queen's empire.

Her soon to be lab had plenty of space for all the doctor's necessities to continue her work. I would not have been obvious to most observers, but she was most pleased. There was already a large table present and some chairs and a computer desk, sans the computer. As Dr Clarke continued to inspect the room, Coleen Carne grunted to gather her attention.

"The boss might trust you and even has some crazy expectations from you, but I don't. I don't believe in pipe dreams. And until I get some hard evidence of what the boss expects of you, I'll be keeping you on a tight leash." she snarled at the doctor.

"You want to see evidence of my work? How about you challenge Raven. Whatever test of strength or competition you can think of."

"Huh? The scrawny bitch? You think she can compare to this?" scowled the head guard as she flexed her thick and powerful looking arms. Despite her body fat, a giant bicep could be seen rising up.

"Raven has already been augmented. She should be a challenge for you. Assuming your bulk is not just for show." the doctor 'explained' to Coleen, but this only angered the head guard.

"Fine. Arm wrestling. Now." the angered guard set down her challenge. Addressing the doctor.

"Raven. Oblige her. I have some more things to oversee. Show her what you can do."

The tall dark haired beauty took her place at one side of the table. Not speaking a word. She just calmly waited for her opponent to be ready and join her.

Coleen was pissed. She felt they were looking down on her. She'd spent years developing her muscles. Crafting her strong, muscular body. Abusing steroids and suffering many harsh side effects. The price for power she justified to herself. Even the implication that the skinny bitch in front of her could match her strength was nothing but an insult to Coleen.

She sat across the table from Raven, a deep scowl upon her chiseled face. Raising her right arm for the duel. Raven silently clasped hands with Coleen. Her expression was neutral to the entire situation. Another guard volunteered to referee the contest and started the countdown.

Coleen planned a quick and sudden push. A display of strategy and strength. And at the moment the count hit 1 before the word start, Coleen pushed with significant strength causing Raven's arm to descend towards the table before suddenly coming to a halt about half way to the table surface. Much to Coleen's shock.

Raven had stopped her defeat before slowly thrusting their hands back to neutral at a crawling pace. Once back to neutral, Coleen redoubled her efforts to regain the momentum but their hands wouldn't budge. Her bicep and shoulder pumping full of blood from the strain.

Coleen looked to Raven's face to see her expression. It had remained unchanged from when she first sat down. No. Coleen didn't notice it at first, but small beads of sweat were pooling on her face. There were also small, micro-expressions she was making. So she isn't a machine, Coleen thought.

Coleen upped the pressure. Using her experience and technique, She puts every hard forged, steroid enhanced muscle in her body she could into play. Her back, her shoulder, her arm and even her legs. All pumping up as she puts them and their explosive strength to use.

Even with all her muscled might pushing down on Raven's arm, it was barely moving. Slowly it was creeping down. An inch every few seconds. As their arms got closer and closer to the surface of the table, both their arms began to tremble.

Raven did what she could to slow and stave off Coleen's momentum, but in the end, her hand was almost grazing the table. It was too much. Too late to recover from. Her hand was pinned. And the doctor took notice.

"I'm impressed. You won through superior knowledge and technique. I underestimated you as just a dumb brute but you've earned a modicum of my respect." the doctor told the Captain of the guards.

"Fuck you. What the hell is she?"

"Raven. Remove your shirt."

Raven did as her master commanded, exposing her upper body in complete nudity. Her lithe and shredded muscles, clear for everyone to see. Coleen stared at the small but visible biceps before her. Her mind was obsessed with the question, how could muscles like that give me so much trouble?

"Raven's body has been heavily modified. Including enhanced strength and durability. Her muscles are more dense than normal producing a greater output. I congratulate you on beating her. You've truly worked hard to make a superior body for yourself."

"So this is what you were talking about with the boss about super soldiers."

"If this is all you can imagine, then your vision is clearly lacking. Raven is a test subject. And her current state is a failed prototype. The true final product would make Raven here, or yourself, nothing but small children in comparison."

Coleen got aroused by the thought. Strength magnitudes greater than she currently possessed.

"So then. What is your big plan with the boss?" Coleen asked.

"Warden Queen wants power. True undeniable power. What a way to seize it with an army of loyal super powered soldiers under her command. And by that I mean beyond conventional human powered individuals. Bodies covered in hyper dense flexible muscles. Skin impervious to slashing or lower caliber bullets. And bones stronger than titanium. That's just a fraction of what I am preparing for Warden Queen, and her loyal soldiers."

It was from this moment, Coleen became a supporter of the doctor and bolstered her loyalty to the boss.

Coleen gave the doctor a full tour of the prison's other facilities. Both legitimate and illegitimate. From drug labs to gyms. A cafeteria to eat in and a dojo for training inmates how to fight. It was a very strange prison.

When she finally returned to her cell and left alone with Raven, she finally had the opportunity to have some of her questions resolved.

"I never told you to lose. Explain yourself."

"I've never arm wrestled before. Not like that. I usually win easily. But she, knew, what she was doing. I lost." Raven answered, her face remaining neutral.

"You feel frustrated? Good. Remember that. That should be enough punishment for embarrassing me today. Soon enough you'll be unstoppable to anyone except a chosen few."

"A few? Not just yourself Dr?" Raven asked confused

"I've been considering the Warden's offer. There may be others that will be made to be on your level. Only those that we can trust though. Keep an eye on the Captain. I have a feeling as to why the Warden trusts her and she may be a useful ally." the red haired doctor explained as her nose started to bleed.

"Shit, Master!" the normally stoic statuesque woman panicked.

"I thought we had more time!" Raven continued.

"It's just a nose bleed. It's not a sign of my death. We have a few months still before my organs begin to fail. We should have an abundance of time so long as the Warden acquires our equipment. Now, I need to rest." The doctor explained before rushing her bodyguard from her cell.

[The Raven]

I really don't like writing about violence but this is a prison story about evil people. Hope you all enjoy this.


Day 4

It was a quiet day again at Queensmount. Especially at A block. That was until lunch. Word has gotten around about the Warden's new favourite guest. And although many of the residents of A block are loyal subordinates of the Warden, some are just lackeys. People looking for safety, quality living or maybe just a paycheck.

Michelle Sabrina Gonzales, known to most as Mickey, was a model inmate. At least on paper she was. Many members of her family actually work for the Warden, mostly outside of the prison though. This gave her a heightened status even as an inmate. And an elevated ego. The older hispanic woman never took too kindly to change. She'd been a resident of Queensmount for more than a decade. One of the old timers you could say. And her grizzled, scowling face gave everyone the impression that she was never happy.

So when some 'new bitch' shows up and gets all the boss' favour, those with egos tend to take that as an affront to themselves. And some foolish ones might even chose to act upon those feelings.

Mickey and her crew had finished eating lunch in the A block cafeteria and were now preparing the regular organised card game. The day was going well and Mickey was in great spirits, although most people couldn't tell by looking at her. Until the 'new bitch' showed up.

Dr Clarke was famished after spending most of the morning setting up the first equipment to arrive at her new lab. Raven was great for any of the manual labour but when it came to anything technical, she became more of a mascot than a helper. 

It was on the later side of the available lunch period but there was still another 20 minutes until the cafeteria closed when Dr Clarke and Raven decided to break for a meal. There really was a considerable amount of freedom given to the inmates in A block.

The duo arrived with barely a thought put into their fellow inmates. Dr Clarke focused on recreating the necessary software she lost in the raid and Raven thinking about what she wanted to order today.

The Warden many years ago brought in a trained chef to teach some of the inmates how to prepare the high quality food served in the A block. It ended up with the food so good, the Warden and all the guards ate here too.

No one in A block would even consider something as crazy as poisoning the Warden or the guards. Most of the inmates were living a better life in here than they did on the outside. And the ones that weren't, they were going to be living a better life outside with the Warden's help. Why would anyone be crazy enough to ruin that? Even the suggestion of such a thing was a plea to be 'suicided'.

Dr Clarke had considered such ideas for the past couple of days but quickly came to the rational conclusion of its futility. Now spending most of her thinking power on resurrecting her destroyed human enhancement project.

Her mind being absent from the cafeteria and Raven's lack of attention to the room, may have contributed to the current situation but the primary blame should go to the primary instigator, Mickey.

Mickey had had enough of watching this 'new bitch' strut around like she owned the place. Even her 'muscle' was just some tall scrawny bitch who wasn't even checking the room. Just staring at her next meal.

All the little things just piled up on Mickey's mind to hate the 'new bitch' more and more. Especially the friendly relationship she had with all the guards. They were her 'friends' first. She was here first, and yet this 'new, bitch' was acting like she was better than everyone else. It was now that Mickey decided to 'put this new bitch in her place'.

She sent her crew to bring the duo to her. And here we are now. With Mickey's crew surrounding Dr Clarke and Raven as they were finishing their meal.

"Hey! Mickey wants to see yas. Follow us." they were told.

The doctor had no reason or interest in following the young girl's instructions. She glanced at Raven. Her simple eye contact told Raven exactly what her instructions were. 'You deal with this'.

"Fuck off." Raven told them, not mincing any words.

The doctor's glance turned into a glare. 'This is how you deal with this?' she thought, underestimating Raven's lack of social skills.

"Apologies for my associate. We only answer to the Warden and the Captain. You can tell this 'Mickey', if she wants to see us, she can come over herself." The doctor tried to clear up Raven's mess with some civility. At least she thought so.

Mickey's lackeys didn't take this affront to their boss well. One of the younger ones going so far as to draw a shiv to make her point.

"Listen, ladies. When Mickey calls for you. You move. Ya hear?" she told the duo showing her shiv to make her point.

Raven's relaxed attitude evaporated in an instant as she stood up to protect her master.

"Relax Raven. We're leaving now. If this Mickey really wants to see me, she can find me at my lab or in my cell." the doctor spoke before standing and beginning to walk away.

The young lackey didn't like their response and acted recklessly. She thrust her shove towards the doctor's back as she screamed about disrespect. Her shiv piercing into a solid mass.

Raven had maneuvered between the lackey and her master to become a human shield. Taking the stab to her lower abdomen. Raven without making a sound grabbed the lackey's wrist and twisted it, forcing her to release her hold on the shiv. In a fluid motion, she released the lackey's wrist, pulled the shiv from her abdomen and slit the lackey's throat deeply with the improvised blade.

Many of the ladies in the cafeteria started to scream as one ran to hit the medical emergency button. The two guards ran over to detain Raven who'd already dropped the shiv and was preparing to leave with the doctor.

"Halt. We need to detain you for this." she was told but she shrugged them off.

"I was stabbed." Raven told them. Dr Clarke sighed, feeling like she also needed to clean up Raven's verbal mess. Again.

"I'll provide her medical attention at my lab. I'll make sure she doesn't leave until we hear from either the Captain or the Warden." she told the guards as the duo left.

Upon arriving at the lab, the doctor ordered Raven to strip so she could check the wound. Raven gladly removed her clothes for her master. She was always happy to show off the body her master gifted her.

Her tight but shredded muscles feeling the open air. She flexed her abs as she admired her physique while checking out her stab wound. Raven barely even felt when she was stabbed and the bleeding had almost stopped.

"Let me see. It didn't penetrate far. Your modified muscles prevented it from going too deep. I'll put on some stitches so it heals up properly. It should be gone in 2 days." described the doctor.

"What the fuck happened!" screamed the Captain of the guards as she stormed into the lab.

"She stabbed me" said Raven. Clearly not intending to say more.

"Bitch I know you can talk. Don't play that quiet bitch role in front of me. What happened? Now!"

"Aaaaggh. Some girl drew a shiv against us. She wanted us to see someone called Mickey and got pissed about our attitude. As we tried to leave, she thrust her shiv at me. Raven did her job by taking the attack and eliminating the threat." Dr Clarke sighed, again. She just wanted a quiet few minutes for lunch.

"How is she?" Coleen understood the situation from her explanation, so moved her attention to the victim. She'd easily see the truth with the camera footage.

"Raven? No real damage. She'll be fine in less than an hour and 100% recovered in less than 2 days." The doctor answered, much to Coleen's surprise.

"I thought she got stabbed?"

"She did. Raven is mostly immune to pain. Her modified muscle structure is also more dense and fibrous while her skin is more durable. So her stab wound wasn't deep. She also heals faster." the doctor summarized her prized creation's greatness.

"And you don't call her a super human?" Coleen had to ask, raising an eyebrow.

"Hardly. Everything I've described is within human biological potential. Albeit not all found within a single subject. I plan to make far superior humans than Raven's current standard. No current human could compare to those enhanced in my vision. An impossibility." confidently proclaimed the mad doctor. Sending a shiver of both fear, and arousal within Coleen.

Later that evening, Coleen and another guard were escorting Mickey to the Warden's office. Mickey was confident this meeting would vindicate her position on those bitches from lunch. It wasn't until she saw the Warden herself, that her unjustified confidence began to waver.

Warden Queen was down right furious. Her fingers clenching the arms of her chairs.

"Mickey. What was crawlin' through yo' mind this afternoon?" the Warden asked, her rage seeping into her words.

"I ah, was just, making sure those girls knew their place here. I didn't think that psycho would kill Hayley." Mickey was starting to explain.

"Hush there girl. I thought I made it clear to y'all. Dr Clarke, that skinny little red head, is under my Personal protection. Now that means, she's above all you other girls down there. Now that psycho. Is there to protect my investment, our dear doctor friend. So when your girl goes around flappin' her gums or threatens somethin' o' mine. Hoo. Der' gonna be some punishment goin' around." the Warden slowly explained.

She stood to her feet, towering over everyone in the room. Her larger than life frame consuming the room as she walked to her guest. Her shadow devouring the trembling Mickey.

"So Mickey. Haley was your lackey. She was acting on your orders. So that means, not only were you messing with MY business. You also cost me a worker. Don't you dare think y'all worth more to me than a girl like Haley. And as for the doctor? Not even a hundred of you is worth what she providing."

The Warden suddenly strikes her fist into Mickey's gut like a hammer strike, causing Mickey to collapse to her knees. Before she could even catch her breath, another powerful blow lands behind her shoulder blades. The force knocked almost all the air out of her lungs.

"So Mickey dear? How are you gonna repay me? I'm thinkin'? Maybe I get that brother of yours here. Auction him off as a prize to our girls. Maybe that'll pay me back? I could also have him and the rest of yo' family ground up into meat and fed ta ya. Oh I'm tempted by that one. Need to send a message to those even thinkin' of messin' with MY business." The Warden chastised her. Kicking her in the side to turn her over, and not in any gentle way.

As Mickey laid, now face up, still struggling for breath. The Warden looked down on her. Barely containing her unquenched fury.

"Now, first and foremost, I'm a businesswoman. Losing 2 useful workers in one day is bad business. So you'll be moving to B block. And you better work yo' bones off there. I only need useful workers here. So be useful to me. Your family will be payin' me for my losses. And I best not be hearin' no complaints from you, or your family. One bad word from any y'alls mouths. Dere won't be enough of you left to put in the ground."

The Warden stomped Mickey's gut one last time before calling Coleen and the other guard to take her away. Just as they were carrying her through the door, the Warden made one final call out.

"Mickey. Coleen and Patty here WILL be keepin' an eye and an ear on you. You best pray I don't hear your name anytime soon." She gave her final warning before returning to her throne-like chair, her rage not even close to being sated. She pondered on how she could best relieve herself of this anger when her mind wandered to the inmates of D block. She could have her way with the girls there without losing any valuable workers.

[The Raven]

Day 7

Dr Clarke and Raven arrived at the lab this morning to realise that even more equipment had arrived. They still hadn't finished setting up yesterday's delivery. Dr Clarke was actually surprised at how quickly the Warden managed to acquire all this so quickly. It's not like you could order most of this stuff from Amazon.

The unexpected efficiency of the deliveries had enlightened the dear Doctor to some upcoming issues that will need to be resolved.

"We're going to need some help." she mused aloud.

"Should I get an appointment with the Warden?" Raven asked.

"Do it. I'll be programming." The doctor sent her off.

Raven arranged a meeting with the Warden that afternoon with her secretary. Then spent the rest of her free time unpacking and sorting through all the deliveries. Mostly machine parts and equipment she probably should have recognised from the doctor's previous lab, but Raven only had a memory for things she liked or understood.

Dr Clarke was putting her perfect memory to its utmost use in recreating her old computer programmes necessary for the project. When a nearby alarm suddenly rang out. This alarm was provided by the Warden to make sure the doctor didn't overwork herself. It also helped in these circumstances when she had a meeting, especially one she could not be late for.

When the duo arrived at the Warden's office, she was clearly busy, so Dr Clarke decided to make this brief.

"We're in need of some assistance. Specifically, we need an engineer."

"An engineer? That's awfully vague. I'd say we have 3 girls who could fit that description." The Warden answered.

"I'll take all of them."

"Sorry, dear. I can't let you have 'em all. I'll get you one. Tell us what you're looking for an' I'll send over who fits best."

"No need. I'll take Iona Steinberger."

"You were always playing for her weren't ya?"

"She's impressive. And we need skilled help."

"I'll also send you over another girl I've had my eye on. She's from C block but I've been looking for a reason to transfer her over. She still ain't in on our operations let alone your special project. But she's caught my interest. Test her out. She works out well, we'll bring her in on the business."

"Fine. If that's all, we'll take our leave."

"If ya need anything else, you know what to do." The Warden informed her as they left.

The doctor was happy at both getting some help, and getting to work with an 'old friend' once again.

Iona Steinberger could be seen as somewhat of an anomaly to be in prison. Born to well off, but not exorbitantly wealthy parents. Has loving parents and 3 kind and caring siblings. Not a victim of abuse or bullying. Not a bully or abuser either. She merely has an insatiable curiosity. And a serious case of bad luck. Both of which together dove her deeper and deeper down dark paths, leading to her conviction for murder.

It started when she was in middle school. As she was staring at a science magazine in the local convenience store, she got caught up in a shoplifting case with others from her class. They scapegoated her as the ring leader and claimed she was 'the lookout'. Pretty smart for some pre-teens, but unfortunate for Iona.

Her criminal record expanded a few more times during high school. A drug conviction. Vandalism and fraud convictions too. Okay she was convinced to make people fake IDs for the last one but she was entirely innocent for the rest of them. An experiment she was interested in trying.

She was the only one of her siblings to not go straight from high school to college, all thanks to her criminal record. She had to go straight to the minimum wage work pipeline to make a living. Her parents and siblings started to distance themselves from her when she was fired for stealing at work, another crime she never committed.

The first bit of good fortune in her life was a total coincidence. She saw a broken down car by the side of the road. Being the good Samaritan she was raised to be, she stopped to offer her help.

Her curiosity led her to researching car mechanics, becoming a major hobby of hers.. By this time, she had more knowledge than most car mechanics. And with all the experience in fixing her parent's cars, her siblings' cars and restoring her own one, she was very experienced in fixing cars.

Her helping him fix his car, got her a much better paying new job. At a local mechanic's that also doubled as a chop shop.

When the chop shop was eventually taken out, leading to a giant criminal conspiracy charge, Iona gave States evidence and went into witness protection.

It was under her new identity, she finally went to college and got her degree in engineering. Her life was finally going well, she even got hired for a research project that paid extremely well for the job.

The project leader was a shorter than average woman with red hair. She was a cold woman who demanded respect and only respected others with talent. Iona was fortunate to be talented to not only be recognised by the leader, but also respected by her.

The project leader gave her more work and responsibility with each of her achievements. Iona was happy and thriving. Yet her bad luck struck again. Just as 3 years of hard work was coming to a climax, the lab was raided by the feds. The project manager was committing illegal experiments on unsuspecting people and was currently missing.

This almost caused the loss of her witness protection deal. In the end though, that didn't even matter. As the marshalls were transferring her, Jose Marquez, the son of the crime boss she sent to prison, had found her and kidnapped her from the marshalls.

At first her treatment under captivity was awful. She expected to be tortured or killed in short order. But after only a couple of days, she was given good food and even some blankets. After a week, she was given her own room, now more confused and scared than ever.

Until she got a visit from a familiar face. Her former project leader, Dr Clarke gave her a visit.

"Feeling better Clarissa? Or should I call you Iona?" spoke the calm, emotionless voice of the proud red head.

"Why? Are you here?" Iona innocently asked, fearing the answer but needing to know the truth.

"I'm not the one who told Jose about you if that's what you're asking. But I am the reason he hasn't killed you. I'm currently working with him, and when I explained how valuable you could be, he put you under my care. He figured you'd suffer enough working under me, for helping to put his father behind bars." the doctor explained.

And this started her 4 years of servitude under the vicious Dr Clarke. Her life could have been worse she kept telling herself, the research was fun and so was building all her interesting machines. That was if she didn't think about the rest of the work. The experiments. That one case with the malnourished girl with pitch black hair still haunts her to this day.

She learned over those years, the only way she'd ever escape alive, was to force it herself. No one was coming to save her. She orchestrated a situation that led to a gun fight with a rival gang and used this opportunity to flee. Although she did have to shoot someone herself to obtain her freedom. A very short lived freedom.

She tried to go to the local police, but the corrupt officer's help led her straight into the arms of Warden Queen and her organisation. Queen manipulated the case to have her convicted of murder and be sent to Queensmount.

Iona was another of Queen's prized assets within the prison. Her skill at fixing and improving equipment was unrivaled. She made herself useful so she couldn't be disposed of again. And after all her years of torment and misfortune, she'd become jaded with life and people. Only focusing on her work.

Until one day she was called in by 'the boss'.  And told she'd be working under Doctor Clarke on a 'special project'. A special project Iona already knew far too much about.

[erocha75]

This is such an awesome setup. Thanks again for sharing. I am so intrigued as to how things will evolve once the good Dr actually begins with her work... Shit's gonna go crazyyy!!

[The Raven]

Thanks for all the support. Here's the next chapter and hope you all enjoy.

Day 8

Iona was escorted to her new place of work within the prison this morning by one of the guards. A small part of her hoped that the one she was about to see wasn't the same woman she'd worked under before.

Inside the lab stood a tall black haired woman and a young girl with blonde hair trying to organise some machine parts. As she glanced to her left, she noticed another woman sitting on a computer chair, studying a monitor as she typed on a keyboard. A woman with bright red hair. The woman Iona both expected and yet wished was not here.

"I've been summoned here." Iona coldly spoke. She didn't want to be anywhere near the mad doctor, but her life demanded it.

"Iona. I'm glad you could join us. There's some instructions you should understand over there. I need them built as quickly as possible." The doctor told her without even turning her head.

"Why should I listen to you." Iona told her. Not asked. Dr Clarke immediately stopped typing to turn around and face her.

"You always ask me why? I recognised you in the cafeteria the other day. And when I realised I needed help, I asked the Warden if I could get your assistance. This project is important to the Warden so we both expect your full cooperation." This explanation didn't change Iona's furious expression. Dr Clarke knew she'd have to speak further.

"Iona. You're one of the few people I've ever worked with, that I truly respect. That's why when I found out Jose was planning to kill you, I saved your life. And when you wanted to escape, I helped to facilitate it. I asked for your assistance because I know how good you are."

"Bullshit. I know exactly what you're doing here. That's why you wanted me. I'll accelerate this project far better than anyone since I know what you're making here. But I'm done with human experiments. And like fuck am I killing kids again."

"And so am I. We're almost entirely finished with that part. The bonding process has been confirmed and we only need to finish with cellular manipulation tests and control protocols. Now, I have a lot of work to do recreating the creation, analysis and control programmes I spent years customizing to near perfection. I need the body scanner and protein diffuser built and operational before I'm finished. I'm sure you can easily accomplish that. And eel free to order those two around as you please. You're responsible for getting it finished"

Iona was stunned into silence. Her defiance started to waver. It's not like she could go against the boss' orders. She just had to make something clear.

"I'll do it. But if you start those experiments again. I'm destroying everything in this lab. And I won't care if you're inside it when I do."

The doctor smiled at her response before returning to the monitor.

"I expect nothing less from you. I have Raven and the new girl now. They'll be enough for human samples so long as things go as predicted. Raven even volunteered if that helps."

Iona couldn't talk to her any longer. So she turned to the other two women.

"So then. Ladies. What do we have here?" She addressed Raven and the young blonde.

"Not sure. That's what we were discussing. I'm Raven." introduced the tall dark haired woman.

"You can call me Squirrel. It's my first day here too. And this idiot here is mixing up parts for an imager and a rotational motor." said the short blonde.

"But they look exactly the same!"

"But they don't go together. They're for different machines. Dummy!"

"Break it up. You both heard Gina. I'm in charge of fixing all this up. So you both listen to me." Iona took control. Stunning the two of them into quivering silence.

"Come on now ladies. We've got work to do." Iona told them before reading the designs left to her by Dr Clarke.

Raven and Squirrel were looking between Iona and Dr Clarke. Afraid of the retribution that was coming to Iona for her disrespect to the Doctor. Squirrel in her introduction was threatened with her life for just calling her 'doc' a few hours ago. And Raven knew how the doctor demanded respect for others. And yet, now, silence. Just the continued clacking of keys from a keyboard.

"Okay. These look good. Hey, Gina! Still using my old design I see?" Iona called out to the doctor, a smirk on her face.

"I told you you deserve respect. If you can make it even better, feel free to improve your old work." Dr Clarke called back to her. Most surprisingly to the other ladies, not reacting to being called just 'Gina'.

As the new trio got to work under Iona's stewardship, Raven took her chance to say a few words to Iona.

"I remember you, you know. And I just want to thank you. I don't have many memories from before. But I'll never forget your smile. It's one of my good memories. So I'll do anything I can for you. As long as it doesn't go against the doctor." Raven told her.

Iona couldn't help but remember the young, small malnourished girl the doctor experimented on all those years ago. She was glad that girl was still alive, but also sad to know just how long she's suffered. And that she may still continue to suffer under the hands of the mad doctor.

[The Raven]

New Chapter. Please enjoy. Just a couple more chapters until the experiment begins.

Day 15

Another day, and yet another argument between Iona and Squirrel. The two of them are young geniuses in their own right. Iona the mostly self trained and real world experienced elder of the two while Squirrel was the young MIT (expelled) student with a plethora of book smarts and bravado.

Suzanne Voss, also known to the world of the internet as NFSquirrel. Accepted into MIT at 17 and was ready to graduate at 21, if she wasn't arrested for running an illegal gambling ring. But it may have been her joyriding and resisting arrest with a police car chase that really cost her her freedom. She's a rebellious free spirit with both an ignorant arrogance and unyielding stubbornness. Funnily, the only person in the lab she actually seemed to really listen to, was Raven. Although she is terrified of Dr Clarke from being stabbed so many times.

"If you put that there, it won't receive a steady light input to gather accurate results." Iona yelled.

"But where else do we put it? Do you want us to build an additional rotator arm to hoist it? That's so wasteful. We could switch to........"

"ENOUGH!" screamed the doctor interrupting Squirrel.

"You both bicker incessantly every day. Squirrel. Iona has built this rig before. Accuracy in information is the most vital element of the scanner. Practicality can take second fiddle. Iona's in charge. And Iona, take note of Squirrel's ideas and ponder them. Some may have merit for future revisions. Now, I'm taking a break. I don't want to hear any irritating bickering out of either of you when I get back." The doctor stormed out of the lab. Raven following quietly behind her

The doctor didn't have a planned destination. She simply wandered the recreational zones of the prison. She had already seen those available to the inmates of A block, which were also shared with the guards. You could really tell at a glance the cooperative relationship they had together unlike in a normal prison. They were allies, comrades, under a single leader. Not opposing forces like one would expect in a prison.

She saw the women practicing martial arts in the dojo. Practical combat would be a better description. These guards and inmates were being taught how to fight.

She passed further in to reach the A block gym. Dr Clarke wasn't a gym bunny or even an athlete. She'd never even visited a gym before, but even she knew the gym here was state of the art and supremely well equipped.

She quickly spotted a couple of familiar faces. Coleen and Dionne, the guard captain and her best friend. Unlike most of the guards, Coleen and Dionne both lived full time in the prison with about half a dozen other guards. Even the Warden had her living quarters at the prison. It is over 62 miles from the nearest town so the guards have their own dorm building to help with the commute.

Coleen was pushing out some immense bench presses. 120kg. 265lbs for reps. She'd just completed her fifth set of 6. Her pecs were pumped and showing through her sports bra. She stood up to admire herself in the wall mirror, flexing her hulkingly pumped up pecs.

"Hey there doctor. You impressed with what hard work can make? Or are you thinking how pointless this all will soon be?" Coleen asked the gazing mad scientist.

"I'll let you in on some little information that'll brighten your day Coleen. The treatment won't immediately evolve someone into a super human. It will transform and enhance their current musculature first before attempting to expand and grow them to the desired effect. And although it does do this process at an accelerated rate, that still takes a matter of days to grow those new super muscles. But to modify existing cells? That is done at a much, much faster rate. In less than a couple of hours, someone of your musculature would be stronger than those several days after receiving treatment. And you're scheduled to be one of the first to be enhanced. Soak that in and enjoy." the doctor whispered to Coleen.

By now Coleen had learned that the doctor never lies. She'd rather just not speak or ignore the discussion than lie. At least, Coleen hoped this belief was true. All her hard work. The impressive body she forged, made her an even better candidate to be enhanced. Her lower lips were salivating to the idea. She desired to be the best, the strongest. Her match with Raven only emboldened her further on that path.

The younger black guard was listening in on the doctor's message. She was also 'in the know' about the doctor's human enhancement project and was, similar to her friend, anticipating its completion.

Dionne was a former inmate of Queensmount, now serving as a guard under a new identity. It was Coleen who convinced her to join up with the Warden's operation and even inspired her to start bodybuilding. She could still barely believe that she used to be the skinny little twig she was when she first entered the prison. Now, she's a muscle stud, hard ass bitch nobody would dare to fuck with.

Dionne was also aroused by the doctor's explanation. She wasn't as convinced by the doctor, but her dreams of having bigger, more powerful muscles always got her horny. Even if they were just a fantasy. She was more interested in the supposedly abnormally strong dark haired one behind the mad scientist. Coleen told her stories of their now many contests and she wanted to experience this herself. The fact that Coleen lost a contest of strength, even if it was only once out of 5 contests appealed to her.

"Hey, pale girl. Up for a challenge?" Dionne called out to Raven.

Raven was already annoyed by all of Coleen's 'challenges'. Every one of them was something different that she'd never done before. All of which kind of bored her. She was actually uninterested in most of them, and she'd have won most of them if she didn't lose interest in competing. But after 102 pull ups, she quit out of boredom. Similarly with the push up contest. She banned endurance contests after that one. Her only actual victory was the cross fit obstacle race and that's only because she wanted to end it quickly. In Raven's mind her only true losses were from arm wrestling, the only challenge she found interesting, and speed squats. Coleen beat her by 2 completed squats but Raven recognised Coleen's experience and technique were far superior to her own.

"I'm bored with challenges." was all she could muster to say. Her dower tone more than expressed her lack of interest.

"Now now Raven. Let's hear the girl out. She might have an idea that might take your interest." the doctor spoke. Wanting to clear her own boredom with some entertainment. Even if Raven had to suffer.

"How about a game of mercy then? A straight contest of strength. Woman to woman." Dionne declared, a grin plaster clear across her chiseled jaw.

"Mercy? That sounds better than the other challenges." Raven pondered before the doctor answered for her.

"She'll do it. I'm actually interested in this one."

After explaining the rules of the game to Raven, she measured up to her competition. Raven was taller than most women, even most men actually, but so was Dionne. 5'11" compared to her 6'3". Raven understood that her height should give her some additional advantage in this challenge. But she still didn't understand the full nuances of the game. Or if Dionne's stockier thickly muscled frame would give her any advantages. She removed her prison jacket and t-shirt exposing her slim, tightly muscled limbs.

The two competitors clasped hands, interlocking their fingers and prepared their footing. Coleen gave the countdown and both girls sprang to action at the word go.

Dionne tried to crush Raven's fingers as a distraction move as she pushed Raven in the direction to negate Raven's natural leverage. She had considerably bigger muscles and much more experience with this game. She loved to use it to intimidate the fresh recruits and 'play' with some of the other guards, even Coleen on occasion.

Raven fell for the distraction on her fingers despite not feeling anything close to pain in them, forgetting the games two win conditions. Force one player to submit, or force them to kneel. Her focus on crushing Dionne's hands led to Dionne taking advantage in the leverage part of the game. Dionne was now pushing with all her considerable strength downward to get Raven on her knees. Raven even feeling all that pressure on her legs.

From an outsider's perspective, they'd only see this thick muscled woman dominating the tall but thin woman. Yet Dr Clarke knew what appeared obvious, may not indeed be true here.

Raven realising her mistake, refocussed her strength to her legs while also adjusting her arms to help counteract Dionne's acquired leverage. As Dionne saw her path to victory, more and more strain started to pass into her swollen muscles. Her biceps pulsed as her quads inflated from the effort but Raven's body refused to budge even an inch. In fact, Raven was starting to push her back.

Dionne tried to retake control for several seconds, dragging on to minutes. But before she knew it, Raven had reclaimed the advantage. Her muscles were also starting to look bigger on her thin frame. Pain started to pass through Dionne's muscles as Raven pushed even harder down. The strain Dionne felt burning in her knees was beginning to feel unbearable. Until one finally buckled to the pressure.

The moment Dionne's knee grazed the ground, Raven let go of her hands, causing Dionne to lose her balance and fall to the floor.

"I actually enjoyed that challenge. I might accept similar ones in the future." Raven declared in her usual monotone voice.

"Impressed with her now Dee?" Coleen asked her.

"You bet. Impressive. She's really that strong huh." DIonne said as she got back to her feet.

"So doctor. How long do we got to wait until the treatment is ready?" Coleen asked.

"We should be ready to start phase 1 in less than a week once the equipment is all ready. That will be another 2-3 weeks but 8 days at an absolute minimum to complete and we move on to phase 2. At the end of phase 2, Raven will be the first to get enhanced. And you both can enjoy being in the first wave of recipients once phase 3 begins exactly 7 days after Raven's treatment. So not too long now." answered the mad scientist. She also knew she couldn't wait too much longer than that either.

[The Raven]

Finally, the truth of the human enhancement project is revealed. Next chapter we're finally gonna see this project commence and the 'fun' times will begin.

Day 20

Today was the first day the project really started again. All the equipment was ready. All the ingredients were prepped. Dr Clarke was ready and just about everything was going to go as planned.

"So we're finally starting this again. Do you still need me here?" Iona asked, hoping to get as far away from the doctor before she lost what little freedom she had left. She knew the truth behind the project, and the real power the doctor would get over anyone who accepted her treatment.

"Now Iona. Do you really not want to be a part of this? You don't want to become superior?" the doctor asked. Was she playing coy, or was she in denial, Iona couldn't tell. But she couldn't hold back anymore.

"I'm not putting my life in your hands. Just the thought that you could kill me on a whim. It terrifies me. I don't understand why she's helping you too." Iona pointed to Raven. "She could kill you with a thought. On a whim. How could you want that?" Iona pleaded to her. Raven didn't even hesitate to answer.

"Because I do want it. I don't want to be that week. Not ever, again. If I have to put my life in her hands, the one to grant me that power, that's not a price. It's not a choice. That's what will happen." she told her.

"Is that what's been worrying you? I could make yours immune. It's not that difficult. I just wouldn't want that information to leave this room." The doctor proposed.

"What? You? Give up control? I doubt that." Iona spoke, her nerves boiling. Afraid that even this act of rebellion could lead to her end.

"Iona. I've only ever done what I've had to do. I don't hold people I respect with such low regard. You're extremely valuable. And if you want your colony to be free from any outside influence, I can respect that. The killswitch is mostly for my protection. It may also be possibly used in the future as a form of execution or euthanasia. But that will only come to be out of necessity." the doctor was explaining before she was interrupted.

"Umm. Sorry, but what are we talking about? Colonies? Killswitch? I'm kind of lost" asked Squirrel, the only one in the room with no understanding of what the project actually is.

"We're making nanomachines. Artificial proteins with microreceptors that alter the physical and genetic make-up of the human body. The nanomachines we implant in a human body is what we call a person's colony. And a killswitch, is the specific signal that when received, causes the nanomachines to kill themselves, causing cellular death to those in symbiosis with the nanomachines. Being the creator of the nanomachines, I have knowledge of and access to the killswitch of everyone who receives the treatment. Their lives could be said to be held within my hands. And Iona is expressing her displeasure about that."

Squirrel was shocked at first, but all the parts were starting to come together in her head. The high detail scanners, microscopes and equipment for working on a molecular scale.

"So, is that killswitch thing, how you killed so many people?" Squirrel had to ask.

"Not quite. Most of the ones I was convicted over were from the symbiosis experiments. Getting the human body to synchronize and then accept modifications from an outside source isn't as simple as it sounds. Especially when trying to get precision effects. But yes, the majority of people I did kill were with the killswitch. I ended an entire town. It was a great failure, but I needed to cover my tracks. That's where Iona's fear stems from. Isn't it? Because you already helped bring about the end of that town." The doctor's voice did not quiver once. Her tone was flat as she spoke so lightly of 'ending' people.

"Okay. Not going to lie, even I'm a little scared now." Squirrel could feel the goosebumps rising all over her body. She knew she was working under a killer, but she never understood until now how much of an unfeeling psychopath the doctor was until this moment.

"The killswitch can only be easily accessed from my death. It takes time to activate it otherwise. It would also be possible to add considerable protocols to start its activation so it cannot be abused. Actually, Iona. I'm willing to grant you full authority on use of the killswitch. Nobody but yourself will be able to use it. Excluding the event of my demise, of course." the doctor proposed to the stunned Iona.

"What? I don't. Why?" Iona struggled to express her confused thoughts. She couldn't understand. This went against everything she thought she knew about Dr Clarke.

"I keep telling you that I respect you, Iona. I trust someone of your nature to not abuse such power, nor to wield it abusively. I'll even make sure your colony is unaffected by it too. Some would even say I'd be handing you the power of a god."

"Why? I don't understand why you, of all people, are giving away that power."

"I see you don't understand me, Iona. I've never wanted power. Never obsessed with it. What I desire, what I want is respect. I want to be acknowledged. Eternally remembered. That's the treasure I seek. And for me to accomplish that, I still need your assistance. Springfield was my mistake. You discovered it in mere minutes after joining my research group. Something nobody else saw, even after years of research. I respect talent. Your intellect, your ingenuity, your creativity, your determination. You've proven that to me multiple times. You deserve my respect. You've earned it. So I'm asking you. Please. Please stay." asked Dr Clarke.

Iona was stunned into silence. She'd only seen that domineering nature of Regina Clarke. Whatever room she entered she commanded. She'd assumed for years the doctor had only desires of power. Control. But maybe, maybe she was wrong. Maybe, she was the one misunderstanding. If so, then maybe she could trust her. But could she really?

"Gina. The last few times I trusted you, I was in an interrogation cell for 3 days. I was forced to watch over a bunch of children for a week. Or I was thrust into the middle of a drug deal you made go south. It's because of you. That I killed people. I'm in prison right now in part because of you. I thought you brought me here as some other power play. You're fucking insane!" Iona screamed.

"You think you're the first to call me that?"

"NO! But you're absolutely nuts. You're actually more narcissistic than I thought. Do you have any doubts about what you're doing? What you've done?"

"None. I found this path to accomplish my desire. Regret is the path of folly. I learn from my failures and progress forward. Now I need an answer from you. You seek to leave, but out of respect, I'm asking you to stay."

"It's all about you. What do I even get by staying? Work with a narcissist, a weirdo and a girl with Stockholm syndrome?"

"Does immortality, perfect health and a super human body not interest you?"

"What? Immortality? Are you serious?" Squirrel screamed.

"Completely. It's been the hardest problem to solve, but we can now stop and even reverse the aging process. Your skin will be stronger than body armour. And the nanomachines can counter any known disease or even cure cancer. What did you think I meant by a superior human? It's why I invented the killswitch.  As a means to end the life of a superior human. Its use as a means of protection was a byproduct of its design. I can't have someone kill me and steal my life's work."

"More likely they'd become a 'superior human' and kill you so they could dominate over the rest of the world." Squirrel interjected.

"Why would someone do that? That just sounds stupid and wasteful." Was the doctor's immediate thought and reply.

"You really do have some pretty big blind spots. I'll stay. BUT! Killswitch access will need to be locked so more than one person is needed to access it. Any two of us." Iona declared.

"Sadly we can't include Raven in that. She already has a colony with the killswitch active. And changing vulnerable nanomachines to become immune would bring about the end of this project."

"She already has a colony? You as well Gina?"

"It was necessary. I wouldn't be alive right now without them. We are both proof that long term human bonding has been successful. And although minor, both of our bodies have been altered. Phase 1 will be us creating new colonies and testing protocols within them. In Phase 2, we'll be altering the colonies already within Raven and myself as well as implanting a colony within Squirrel." "WHAT!" "You are also welcome to one of your own at that time Iona. After enough time to confirm that we don't have any issues with bonding or augmentation, the Warden gets her wish and we start the process for her chosen ones. If you don't have any objections, then let's get started."

"Don't I get a say in any of this?" asked the nervous young Squirrel.

"No. This is why you were given to me. That and to be an extra pair of hands to Iona. And Squirrel. Don't even think of running off or talking about this to anyone. The Warden has eyes and ears all over the facility. Just look forward to becoming the physical embodiment of your dreams. You'll also have the bragging rights of becoming one of the first superior humans." the doctor told her with an evil grin across her face.

[The Raven]

Another chapter here. Next chapter is when all the muscle growth starts so buckle up fans. Thanks for reading and I hope you enjoy. Any comments or criticism is always welcome.

Day 36

Phase 1 was completed faster than Dr Clarke predicted, thanks in major part to Iona's assistance. Iona and Squirrel had made drastic improvements on the protein synthesizer and the body scanner. Iona even had to admit that Squirrel had some brilliant ideas, occasionally.

They successfully created nanomachine cultures with the necessary properties for stable synchronicity and replication. They even created two cultures specifically immune to the killswitch, designated for Iona and Squirrel.

Dr Clarke even showed the duo the specific code for the killswitch and it was only then that Iona realised the truth behind the killswitch, and the mad doctor's condition. The nanomachines respond to contact with a very specific frequency on the electromagnetic spectrum not found in nature. Gamma radiation. When contact is made between any of the nanomachines and that specific frequency of gamma radiation, they immediately start their death cycle. That's the killswitch.

And the mad doctor, her colony, has the ability to make a substance that produces that specific frequency of gamma radiation upon her death. One of the many consequences the doctor failed to predict when enacting this countermeasure, was that her body would need certain minerals in her system to create the substance. Certain minerals that without a nanomachine colony actively removing the side effects, were killing her with radiation poisoning.

Her colony was keeping her strength and energy levels up so she wasn't suffering from the fatigue usually associated with radiation poisoning. Her colony also had 'beautification protocols' which kept her looking young and healthy. If it wasn't for coughing fits and nose bleeds, nobody would realise that she was sick, let alone dying.

A consequence of her own hubris. The lecture from Iona about her recklessness was ingrained in her brain. But this problem will soon be over for her. They cultivated a new colony designed to merge with her current one and provide the new additional measures to not only keep her alive, but make her both ageless and more durable while granting her high speed regeneration.

They were following any changes within the doctor's body before they planned to implant any more cultures.

Raven's excitement was visible in her normally stoical face as the doctor and Iona were preparing her new colony upgrade. Hyper dense muscles that produce beyond human strength. Improved organ health. Bone strengthening which made them stronger than titanium. Skin durability that is stronger than kevlar. The ability to regenerate damage at a rapid pace. Some additional height too and significant muscle hypertrophy.

She'd also receive the anti-ageing effects and some specific beautification. Her skin will maintain its pale complexion even through the strongest of sunlight, and never to be burned again. Her vibrant black hair will forever hold its shine as will the crimson read of her lips.

Squirrel was fascinated by the whole process. From the blood and DNA tests to the body scans. All the information one could ask for on a human being was collected. All to be fed to a nanomachine colony to aid in the bonding process and the subsequent augmentation. This made each colony unique to the recipient.

Once Raven's upgrades were finalized, the doctor moved on to Squirrel. Asking her simply "What would you like?".

Unlike Raven, Squirrel wasn't decisive about the changes she was interested in. She requested for what she called 'the standard package'. Anti-ageing, enhanced muscles, durable skin and bones, healthier organs, pain reduction, high speed regeneration.  But Squirrel still had some questions.

"With all the dense muscles, could I still get some boobs? I've been flat most of my life so it would be nice. But I really want a 6 pack too. Oh! Make my hair more shiny!" And she continued to rattle off for more and more beautification processes. She rattled on so much before the doctor had to ask.

"Do you not want your vision corrected? I can also have the fat cells in your body develop primarily around the chest and buttocks without issue."

Squirrel immediately added those to her list. Without having any initial details from a previous colony, the process was significantly more laborious than it was for both the doctor and Raven.

These tests and processes lasted for 3 days before we now arrive at today. The day both Raven and Squirrel receive their colonies.

The duo were positively bursting in excitement. All the tests from Dr Clarke's body were coming back perfect. Not just great, but perfect. If Iona hadn't triple checked all the results and even repeated some tests, she wouldn't have believed them. But Dr Clarke's radiation poisoning was now gone. Her organs now evolved into superior forms of what a normal person has. Her skin, soft to the touch yet immune to piercing from all but the sharpest of scalpels. Her new Crimson eyes and more vibrant red hair made her stunning to behold.

Raven hadn't slept much the night before. She couldn't ever remember feeling like this, even from before her time with the doctor. Raven didn't have clear memories of her childhood. She'd been with the doctor since she was about 16 or 17 and anything before that were mostly feelings, rather than memories. Mostly feelings of pain and powerlessness. Feelings she never wanted to feel again.

Her earliest pleasant memory is the one she holds most fondly. Of the first person to ever show her kindness. And compassion. When she later read about people called 'mothers', that is what Raven associated her with. So Raven has been very happy as of late having her 'mother' figure back in her life.

Squirrel has also become something like a friend or a sister to her. That her name was also shared with an animal made her feel even closer to her. She just wishes her sister/friend wouldn't argue so much with her 'mother'. It makes her master angry, and her master sometimes takes her frustrations out on her. Usually forcing her to do the annoying challenges of the guards. Coleen and Dionne haven't been the only ones challenging Raven to contests of strength or athleticism lately. She was really getting sick of them.

She'd rather spend her time reading these days. Her mother and sister/friend recommended to her many different things to read. From fiction books and comic books to non-fiction books about the world or science. She'd been isolated from the world as the doctor's lab rat. Her pet experiment. The only things she'd been taught was how to talk, how to fuck and how to kill. But she learned from experience that it was usually better to stay silent when her master was around. She was a much better talker.

Her master flooded her mind with promises of strength and power beyond her imagination. And as that day was approaching, her anticipation was building towards a climax.

Raven's obvious sleep deprivation led to an interesting question.

"Is there anything you can do to reduce the amount of sleep we'd need?" Squirrel asked.

"Nothing" was the immediate and simple response she got. But after some badgering, the doctor gave a much more detailed answer.

"Sleep is a brain activity. And the one place we haven't done any augmentation experiments, is the human brain. This is why we can't enhance intelligence or memory either. Other than hormonal shifts, we can't alter a person's personality or even affect memories. Not without extensive human experimentation which we currently do not need to do, and therefore are not incentivised to conduct."

Squirrel accepted the full explanation while Iona was just happy that they weren't going to be experimenting on people again. She knew that the doctor wasn't explaining the whole truth. They had already done extensive experiments in the past on augmenting the human brain. All of them ended in failure. And mass casualties. It would be safe to say that most of their deceased research subjects came from brain augmentation experiments. So Iona was more pleased than Squirrel by that explanation.

Now it was finally time for Raven and Squirrel's treatment. The initial process was simple. Just an injection of your uniquely crafted nanomachine colony. That was it. Changes were not something that happened instantaneously but would take place quickly over the next 7 days or so. Raven was recommended to eat significantly more food than she normally does so as not to hamper her growth. And Squirrel was told not to show off around the cell block. Squirrel was transferred to A block a couple of weeks ago and she's been a bit of a stand out character there with her bold and brash attitude.

[The Raven]

Here we go. Time to see some super woman development. And good news, there's still plenty more to come with the next few parts. I do hope people enjoy. Please comment any support, suggestions or criticisms. Comments really encourage me to write more. Thanks and enjoy

Day 44

Coleen has been frustrated the past 5 days. Very frustrated. She knew she'd be getting over it very soon, but that still didn't help how she felt.

She came back from a short leave 5 days ago feeling great and refreshed. That was until she saw Raven upon her return. She knew instantly that the project had reached its next stage, and that Raven was now becoming an enhanced super human.

That skinny twig was bulking up and fast. Her muscles were positively bursting throughout her frame. And Coleen knew it wasn't just her muscles that were growing. Raven was already strong beyond her size. And already she would be significantly stronger than she was before. How strong would she be when the process finishes? Coleen wondered. How much stronger could she become?

Coleen had developed a friendly rivalry with Raven, at least in her head they were rivals. So Raven's exponential growth created an unsettling feeling inside Coleen. A deep, deep unjustified jealousy. She knew these feelings weren't good or even justified. But she wanted it. And it was eating her alive that someone else had that power. Even the knowledge that it would be her turn next, didn't salve the wound.

Each day watching Raven's body improve drove a stake into Coleen's heart. More than one stake actually. One of jealousy. And another of lust. Coleen was masturbating every night to thoughts of Raven. Her fantasies were getting more lewd, more intoxicating, more powerful every night.

3 days after her return to duty, Coleen and 7 other guards were chosen to be the first wave of people to be enhanced. They'd need to receive a personalised check up with the doctor at her lab before they received the enhancement treatment a couple of days later.

Coleen was surprisingly nervous about her check up. She'd abused her body with high doses of anabolic steroids for years. She'd never once regretted it before this day, but she was panicking that it might make her incompatible with the treatment.

The first thing she noticed when she entered the lab was Raven. It was hard not to notice her. Her shirt was riding up her mid riff, exposing some thick and insanely ripped abs. The rest of her clothes were stretching to their limits too. Coleen realised that Raven's hulking muscles were at least as big as her own now. Another two heavy spikes into her heart. Just how much more of this could she take Coleen wondered to herself.

The doctor explained that the treatment they all received will be custom made and tailored to each and every one taking it. They could even make requests. So when the doctor asked Coleen what she wanted, she didn't hesitate.

"I want to be bigger and stronger than Raven. I want to be the biggest, baddest, most powerful bitch in the world." was her response.

Dr Clarke explained that there were limits based on a person but she promised to push Coleen's body to the limits of muscle and power it could attain. She was asked about any height changes but she was warned if she were to grow in that way too much, it could hamper her muscle gains. So she agreed to a few inches. Enough to breach 6' by some inches.

"We also offer some beautification augments. These could even reverse some of the negative side effects of your anabolic use." the doctor explained.

"If you could restore my hairline and soften up my skin that would be nice. I kind of like my voice and face the way they are."

"How about your clitoris? I know anabolics can cause it to be enlarged."

"Actually, could you make it even bigger? Even more sensitive too?"

"Easily. Your skin will be taken care of with what Squirrel calls 'the standard package'. It'll be stronger than armour yet softer than a baby's. We can also have your body collect excess fat into your chest and posterior regions?"

"I don't need that. I'd actually like to have even less fat. Be as shredded as possible."

"Is that all? If so, we'll have your treatment ready in a couple of days. You can leave now." the doctor told her.

But before she could leave, she had to speak to Raven.

"In one week's time, I'll be issuing you another challenge.  And I promise you'll enjoy this one." Coleen warned her rival.

Coleen wasn't the only one to get aroused by her 'rival'. The more Coleen described her desired transformation, the more inflamed Raven's desire for her became. She imagined a super muscular Coleen and the thoughts stirred her loins wild. And when Coleen spoke about further enhancing her clit, Raven had to hold back a mini-orgasm. Her physical enhancements were also increasing her libido and masturbation was losing its ability to calm the raging torrents. So when Coleen issued her challenge, Raven was going to demand a prize for her victory.

The check up calmed her issues for an evening. But the next morning, she found an even more divine Raven at the gym. She was wearing new clothes, as she clearly could no longer wear the ones from yesterday. How long would these ones last Coleen thought to herself

Raven was looking to test her newly grown strength and what she was doing was mind blowing to Coleen. Raven was curling a barbell. Nothing surprising there. But on the bar, there was more weight than Coleen could squat. About 30% more than her max. And Raven was curling that weight, with ease. 900 lbs. Curled so easily. Like it was barely there. And those arms. 

Coleen couldn't stay and watch any longer. She ran to the showers and alleviated her tension to a powerful climax in the showers. Before she could gather herself from the shower stall. She heard Raven walk in.

"Coleen. I need a bigger challenge. You better be ready soon." Raven told her before leaving.

That frustration, that immense envy, returned. As did her fiery lust she needed to once again quell.

5 days of frustration. Exhausting frustration. Coleen hadn't missed a workout or failed her meal plan once in years. And she'd done it twice in these past 5 days. But today, finally, she will be getting her enhancement treatment. And soon enough, she'll be at the level of her rival once again.

In all her anticipation, she went to the lab early that morning. Where she got a huge surprise.

"Welcome Coleen. You're early. We still need to finish Squirrel and Raven's final evaluations before we can commence your treatment. Take a seat while you wait." the doctor told her.

Coleen did as she was instructed, but her eyes never left the godly form before them. Raven was standing in all her divine naked glory before her. Significantly bigger than even yesterday. Her body looked like it was consumed by massive, shredded muscle mass. As her eyes couldn't leave the goddess of muscle on display, her ears heard another shocking tale.

"Okay Squirrel. That's 202lbs at 5'6". You've grown a couple of inches but most of that new weight is from your bones and muscles. A near 70% increase in weight was higher than expected, but everything else seems to be within expected margins."

Coleen didn't want to remove the divine creature from her vision, but she needed to see the small girl that was so small before that's now roughly her own height and her own weight. And what she saw startled her.

Squirrel didn't look that muscular. In fact, she only looked a little more buff than Raven used to look. And yet she weighed almost as much as Coleen. Would this little girl already be stronger than herself? She couldn't believe that to be true. She didn't want to believe it could be true. But then again, another part of her really, really wanted it to be true. And soon she thought. Soon she could match  that goddess Raven. Maybe even exceed her. Coleen was soaking her underwear without the slightest touch.

"Raven, why are you naked?" The doctor called to the muscle beast.

"Nevermind. Get in the scanner while I draw some blood." The doctor just wanted to get this over with so didn't wait for an answer before moving things along.

The doctor drew some blood before activating the scanner. As she was processing the blood, Iona read out the information from the scanner.

"She's now 6'6". A modest increase of 3". And her weight is, that can't be right. It says 584lbs."

The scanner beeped to indicate its completion and Raven took this opportunity to flex. Dionne had been teaching Raven some bodybuilder poses over the past few days.

She started by unfurling her wings. Her back expanded further and further. Wider and wider. Every expansive inch makes her waist look smaller and smaller. Her shredded waist, 8 pack abs, each brick the size of fists, caged by serrated obliques. Dwarfed by her expansive lats. Completely overshadowed by her wingspan.

With her wings released and shredded back exposed, Raven raised her colossal arms. Her forearms already dominate Coleen's 17" biceps in size. Must be 20" Coleen thought. But Raven's triceps and biceps. They left Coleen feeling small. Really small. Those triceps were more comparable to Coleen's hamstrings than any other muscle, and yet hers would still be smaller.

Raven's bicep mountains erupted into insane boulders of mass. Veins bulging all over with her unbelievable vascularity. One couldn't say she was great at posing, but her immense size more than compensated for her lack of skill. The mountain range was a sight to see. From one forearm to the other, following the hills and mountains of her biceps, her delts, her traps and her pecs. Somewhere there was a head, encased in muscle mountain armour. And the lower side was also just as captivating. Her triceps, lats and lower pecs. All bulging, shapely and vascular. You could track some of her veins from muscle to gargantuan muscle.

Yet that wasn't the part that had Coleen's loins tingling. It also wasn't Raven's ancient redwood quads. Nor her crushing cows. Her shredded ass was a sight to behold, but again that wasn't what was fluffing Coleen's pussy. No, it was Raven's own muscle pussy.

Coleen had never thought of, let alone seen, muscled up vaginal walls. She could see them in their ripped presence and even flex at their owner's whims. And piercing out of a muscular hood, was Raven's swollen clitoris. A beautiful gem Coleen saw as a heavenly treasure. It only took a few thoughts of devouring that pussy that got Coleen building to a climax. And then her imagination drifted. She saw herself with a body like that. A body like that bonding with Raven. Their muscular pussy lips kissed, and she immediately exploded.

Coleen was relishing the first orgasm she ever had without sex or touching herself. She did everything she could to control her breathing and keep any groans of pleasure to herself. She tried to keep her body calm, but Raven smirked to her. How did she know Coleen thought as Raven released her flex and left the scanner.

"Get dressed Raven and stop causing a fuss." ordered the doctor. And Raven obliged. As she walked past Coleen though, she whispered a message.

"I can't wait much longer. And you can't handle me yet, little girl." she teased as she walked away.

Coleen was consumed by her jealousy, evolving into rage. The only things holding her back was her lust, and her knowledge that soon, she'd be the one in control.

"Alright Coleen. We're just going to do a final body scan before we inject you with your treatment. And please don't copy that idiot and go naked. It's fine if you only wear light clothing. And no metals." The Doctor told her.

Coleen's body was scanned as she listened carefully to her results. 5'6" tall. 183 lbs. Cholesterol above normal. Her heart and liver were both under stress. Kidneys were functioning. Lung scarring from childhood pneumonia. Knees were stressed. Otherwise, medically fine. Her hormone levels were completely off balance from the steroid use but she already knew about that.

"Well the good news, all these minor issues will be a thing of the past within the next week. Your new body will have an overall lower testosterone level than you're probably used to. So you will suffer from some hormonal shifts. And due to your already extensive musculature, you should be able to see some of the strength gains by this evening." Dr Clarke explained as she prepared a syringe. A special one with contents designed specifically for her.

"Now, we'll need for you to come back for an assessment in 7 days time where we can discuss any additional changes we need to make." she told Coleen as she injected her with the human enhancement treatment, her personal colony of nanomachines.

"You're free to go back to work now. We have 7 more patients to get to today." The doctor told her, heavily implying for her to leave as soon as possible.

After she left, Squirrel came over and whispered to the doctor.

"I can't believe she had an orgasm while watching Raven."

"There's no need to be rude to a guest. Especially a loyal ally. Just because we could smell it across the room didn't mean a normal person could tell. Besides, Raven was teasing her. I expect the two of them will share some quality time soon."

"Huh? They're gonna start fucking?"

"Do you have an issue with lesbians? Or women having sex with each other? Raven has androphobia from her past trauma. That's why she seeks strength and the emotional comfort of women. And if you have a problem with that?"

"NO, NO, NO, NO, NO, NO. No issues with me doctor. Just. Me thinking she's lucky. I'm never gonna get a guy stuck in here." Squirrel sobbed a little from her mild loneliness and fear of being stabbed by the doctor once again.

"Unfortunate for you. I'm bisexual just so you know. And I think you're pretty cute. Too bad." the doctor told her before turning to walk away.

That evening after Coleen finished her shift, she made her way to the faculty gym as the guards called it. This was the big test for her. She saw the evidence of the doctor's work in Raven. But now it was time to prove to herself, this was coming. Just how strong had she already become.

She remembered the barbell from yesterday morning, and how Raven curled it with ease. 900 lbs. That was her goal. When she could do that, then she'd challenge Raven. Her max squat for 1 rep was 650lbs. And after a quick warm up, that's where she planned to start. After squatting 350lbs for 12 reps. She wracked up the 650lbs bar. A part of her was thinking she was mad. That she should build up to this more. But she didn't care. She'd heal up quickly if the worst happened.

She got herself into position and took a very deep breath. She psyched herself up. She already knew she could do this weight. There was nothing to be nervous about. And so,she raised the bar onto her shoulders, and slowly squatted down into a very deep squat. Her ass is almost touching the floor. She was steady, but now came the hard part. She inhaled a deep breath, and pushed with all her might. Maintaining perfect control. The bar steadily began to rise. And rise. Until her legs and back were straight. A perfect back squat. With 650lbs. And her only thought was "too easy".

WIth only a short moment to pause, Coleen repeated her squat not once, but twice. Thoughts of last month's struggling attempt to push this same weight invigorated her greatly. After 5 reps, her legs were finally feeling the strain. She did 3 more sets of 5 reps of her former max and decided to follow it up with a full body workout. And for each exercise, she was going to be using her previous 1 rep PBs for multi-rep sets.

Let the muscle building begin, she thought to herself.

[The Raven]

Another chapter here. Please enjoy.

Day 45

Coleen awoke the next morning to her body screaming in pain. She hadn't felt like this in years. Every muscle group she worked yesterday was unrelenting in expressing themselves. She really hoped that pain resilience thing would come soon.

But Coleen was used to pain. Usually more to inflicting pain, but the old mantra 'no pain, no gain' wrung true for Coleen. As she clambered her way out of bed for her morning coffee, she stopped before her wall mirror.

She no longer needed her coffee. She was wide awake now. Stunned and impressed in the vision reflected back at her. It had been years since she decided not to cut anymore and just focus on bulking to increase her strength, aesthetics be damned. She hated losing strength. Feeling weak was not an acceptable trade for a ripped physique in Coleen's mind.

So when she could see her abs in the mirror, the sight immediately woke her up. She had visible abs. Not a 6 pack, not even a 4 pack. But visible abs. But what if she flexed? And that's when they really popped. 6 pack abs. Her eyes nearly popped out of her head. She had a flexed 6 pack. She never once thought she'd ever have that with her bad genetics. God knows she tried for years to get them at one time in her life.

Coleen removed her nightwear to get a clearer view of her entire body. Was she as shredded as Raven? No. Was she even close to her size? Not yet, would be her answer.

Upon inspection, most of her body fat has evaporated. No, not evaporated. More accurately, it was like it had been converted into more muscle. She didn't look a bit smaller than the day before. She may in fact be bigger, with significantly less fat and more uncovered muscle mass.

Yesterday she would be described as a powerlifter. Today, a heavy weight bodybuilder, on her final days of contest prep. Heck, if she went onto a bodybuilding stage, she'd be the most muscular woman standing there. Only her relative lack of conditioning would result in the lack of a victory.

If it had been 2 or 3 days ago, Coleen would have been screaming with joy at her reflection. But now, this was just foreshadowing what was to come for her. She also had a goal to reach as quickly as possible. She knew she wasn't there yet. And she wasn't going to wait 6 more days for her prize.

That morning, Coleen was excited for her morning gym session. When she arrived, earlier than usual mind you, there were already 3 familiar faces there. All of them were in the first group that received the enhancement treatment. Mickaela and Patty were not known gym rats but they liked to keep fit. Now that they were becoming super human, they too clearly wanted to test their progress. Both girls were already looking tougher than Coleen remembered them.

The last one already in the gym was Dionne. Unlike the other two, she was a gym rat and a fellow user of steroids. She was an avid bodybuilder and unlike Coleen, liked to stay pretty shredded. And also like Coleen, her muscles had grown thicker and her body more shredded. So much so, Dionne's muscles were practically bursting through her skin. Every thick and bulging vein pushed onto the surface. Deep cuts and striations were clear and visible on practically every one of her muscle groups. Dionne was busy working her swollen, split headed biceps when Coleen walked in.

Coleen planned to repeat yesterday's super workout. She finished her stretches and did some warm up squats at 300lbs. Unlike yesterday, she barely felt any weight on her shoulders. Easily cranking out 20 reps and feeling she could continue for more. She loaded up the 650. 5 reps. That was her goal. What she accomplished the day before. But today? 12 reps. 12 reps at what was once her 1 rep max just a couple of days ago. Coleen only had one thought, 'I need more weight'.

750lbs. 6 reps. 6 sets. She fucking worked her new collosal quads. Each head bulging bigger, and more ripped than she'd ever seen them to be. She continued to blast out exercises with more weight than yesterday while also doing more reps for more sets. She was infatuated with her newly enhanced strength, going harder, lifting heavier than what she thought was possible just days ago.

And she wasn't the only one in the room infatuated with Coleen's body. Dionne, having started her workout first, also finished first. Not committing herself to an insane workout like Coleen also quickened her completion. After some not so quick flexing to check out her super pumped and shredded self, Dionne's attention was drawn to her superior, in more ways than one. The woman who brought her into the path of bodybuilding and changed her life. The amazing woman whom she'd more than once shared a bed with. The amazon she wishes to share a bed with once again.

As Coleen was finishing her workout, Dionne was preparing her move. She could no longer resist her burning lust for the massive muscle monster before her.

Dionne was not normally like this. She never 'perved' at the gym. But now she was struggling  to contain herself. She had to touch Coleen. She needed to fuck her. Every thought and instinct in her body was screaming at her, to act on her desires, and literally pounce on her boss.

She watched on as Coleen went to pose in front of the mirror. Admiring her powerful, now ripped physique. DIonne's tongue stroked her lower lip at the sight. Coleen's boulder shoulders. Her mountainous biceps. And hulking legs. God she has some fucking sexy abs Dionne thought. Then suddenly, Coleen burst out into a most muscular pose, straining her top to its limits. Her body encompassed, shielded in thick and powerful muscle flesh armour. Dionne immediately started flooding her panties. Holding back her screams of bliss.

Before Dionne fully collected herself, Coleen had migrated from the gym to the locker room and was progressing to the showers. Dionne continued to stalk her muscle stacked icon, following her into the showers, invading her stall. And much to Dionne's glee, Coleen was also very, very fucking horny.

Coleen was lost her in her own muscle world when she finished her workout. Absorbed in her unbelievable progress, she took no notice of anything, let alone the stalking predator that was eyeing her.

She waddled her way to the mirror, her gait wider than ever before so as not to rub her inner quads together. She needed to take a closer look. To inspect her new, bigger, stronger body in greater detail. She could barely believe how shredded she was. Her muscles could be seen with almost no fat covering them. She had striated shoulders she'd never had before. Feathering on her pecs. And split peaks on her biceps. She could even see every individual head of her quads. And none of them could be called small.

She could feel her vaginal muscles tense and her arousal build. Her thoughts turned to her beautiful Raven. She wanted her. Both to fuck her, and to be like her. Blood was pumping throughout her body and she needed some release. She made one last flex. A massive most muscular, forcing every muscle to swell with blood and mass. They were practically screaming to burst through her skin as her muscles encompassed her. She held the pose for nearly a minute before she rushed off to the showers.

She couldn't hold on any longer. She needed to cum. As soon as her shower stall door was closed, her hands were getting to work. One massaging her muscles, while the other was invading her pussy. As her thumb made its first stroke of her swelling clit, her stall door opened to a pumped and naked Dionne. Eyes full of lust, demanding an invitation. And she wasn't going to take no for an answer.

Coleen welcomed Dionne in. Their two massive muscle packed bodies filled most of the stall but neither cared that there wasn't much free space. Dionne needed a piece of her boss while Coleen needed to be satisfied. Their lips briefly met as a signal of acceptance before Dionne's lips travelled south across the various mountains of Coleen's flesh. Coleen's hands continued to work their magic touch until Dionne took some control. She removed Coleen's hand to replace it with her lips. She kissed Coleen's lower lips, introducing her tongue to the proceedings, as it pierced Coleen's muscular veil. Dionne also took this opportunity to suck Coleen's already swollen clitoris into her mouth. Her tongue continued to lick and stroke while her mouth started to suckle upon Coleen's enlarged cherry.

As her pleasure built, Coleen could feel certain changes in herself. Changes in herself that were driving her even more wild and orgasmic. As Dionne's tongue had its way with her intimate inner muscles, Coleen flexed them. They stroked back. But that wasn't Dionne's biggest surprise. The more she sucked upon Coleen's cherry, the more it expanded. It didn't grow into something massive, but it damn near doubled in size within her mouth to nearly 2 inches long. And for Coleen, it was way more sensitive than before.

Coleen looked at the muscle woman working so hard to pleasure her. She was reminded of Andrea Shaw. The two of them shared the same complexion and now Dionne had a similar build as well. Just a little bit bigger, maybe, thought Coleen. She'd need to check.

Her hands were attracted to Dionne's swollen pumpkin shoulders. They were solid. Hard as rock, yet coated in a soft skin. Her fingers tracing the striations and the veins. Dionne flexed her biceps, hinting without a word what she wanted the Captain to do. Dionne's biceps curled and bulged into masses of stone with pointed peaks. Coleen couldn't believe her arms to be less than 18" with peaks like these.

Another powerful suck and stroke of Dionne's tongue on her sensitive clit pushed Coleen to the brink of the edge. She tried to hold it together, but her hands had minds of their own as they migrated to Dionne's giant pecs. Her hands were full of the thick, hard muscle meat. Her fingers grazed Dionne's nipples. Her body edging closer and closer, until the image of Raven flooded her mind. To feel her muscles, to be eaten by a true muscle beast. And then to Dionne becoming another muscle bound monster. And herself, ascending too. She exploded.

Dionne was enjoying her time with Coleen's clit. She was holding on to Coleen's thunderous quads. In part to feel their power, but also to make sure they didn't crush her head. So she didn't realize anything until those quads started to tremble, and Coleen unleashed a powerful roar. Her face was suddenly blasted with gushes of fluid from Coleen. She could feel Coleen's muscular lips flexing and pulsing with her tongue, deep inside of Coleen. She continued to entice, and pleasure the desire of her lust.

Coleen's orgasm lasted more than a minute thanks to Dionne's efforts. Once she'd calmed her breathing, Coleen needed to return the favour. She raised Dionne up, before hosting her up into the air from her legs and chiseled ass. Coleen devoured Dionne's intimate muscles with relentless abandon. Attacking her like a starved animal before a feast.

Dionne was already horny as all hell so it didn't take long for her own orgasm to erupt. God, even that Coleen was holding her aloft to eat her out was a major turn on. And that Coleen continued to hold her up as she unleashed upon her face, all the more alluring.

Coleen lowered Dionne once her orgasm had subsided. Coleen turned the shower on again to finish washing up before warning Dionne.

"If you want this to continue. You better not be late for your shift." she warned the ebony muscle woman as she left the shower stall.

Dionne took the warning to heart. She quickly got ready for her shift. She was scheduled to work B block for today. Not her favourite position. Coleen only worked A block unless she was covering for someone else, and Dionne preferred shifts with Coleen. But thinking it further through, it may have been for the best that they weren't together.

At the end of her shift, Dionne sought her boss, hoping to continue their experience in the showers, maybe in a bed this time she thought. As she clocked out of her shift in the guard station, Coleen hadn't signed out yet. So Dionne decided to wait for her.

When Coleen did arrive, she looked even bigger than she was this morning Dionne thought. Coleen noticed Dionne's dedication, and excitement. She signed herself out, and led Dionne back to the guard dorms. Her loyal puppy followed her commands, her presence.

Coleen brought her to her dorm room where she quickly prepared a couple of calorie intensive protein shakes.

"Drink up. You're going to need your strength. I'm training for some bigger game. And if you want to try and keep up, we can have some fun."

"Bigger game?" Dionne asked, more than a little confused.

"Raven. Soon, she'll be mine. And I need to be able to handle her. As soon as possible." Coleen told her.

"That freak of science!" Dionne was shocked.

"Hmmph. If she's a freak. Then I'll be one too soon enough." Coleen stated proudly as she finished her shake and began to strip down.

"Oh, and this better not affect your work." Coleen warned her loyal follower, as her muscles were finally liberated from the confines of her clothes.

"If you don't take your clothes off or leave, I'll rip them off. And you better pay to get them replaced." Coleen gave her final warning, before moving on her 'stalker'.

Dionne wasn't fast enough and had to buy a replacement uniform. Her body was ravished, devoured and fucked into oblivion for nearly 6 hours. Coleen was insatiable. Every time Coleen felt tired, or that she couldn't continue, she pushed on. She HAD to push past her limits. She had to become beyond limits if she wanted to conquer her goal. Dionne was a fantastic practice partner. She was strong with a great amount of stamina and her body could take some punishment.

Coleen thought these next few days could be very fun.

[erocha75]

This story is a Masterpiece. The long setup was so fantastic, so well conceived (oh, so many interesting threads: the Dr, Raven, Squirrel, Iona, Colleen, the Warden...) , and now that the fun has begun, the whole thing is just beyond awesome.

Thanks so much for sharing this. Can't wait for the next chapters.

[The Raven]

We are now over half way through the story and I've almost completed the final chapters. Will need to edit them all too. Hope you enjoy this story and this part. I also really want to thank erocha75. I was ready to abandon this story until I read your comment. It inspired me to keep going and I really do appreciate it. The next few chapters are long ones, but after this one we get some real big story progression. Hope you all enjoy this chapter and the rest when they get released.

Day 48

Today was the big check up of the first group of recipients of the enhancement treatment. This procedure is necessary to confirm whether the nanomachine colonies were following their orders and the correct changes were being implemented. There was also a chance the colonies would fail to bond with the host, but evidence of that should have been evident long before now and should have been reported.

Dr Clarke was uncharacteristically late this morning. She'd never been more than 30 seconds late before but today she was more than 30 minutes late.

She didn't apologize like she would force those who were late to meet her to do so. She never spoke a word actually as she went to start up the computer and check the colonies for group 2.
She was so absorbed in her own thoughts, she never noticed the 8 half naked enhanced woman standing at attention until Squirrel called out to her.

"Um, doctor, We've got the check ups" she tried to say before she found a knife in her neck. Where the doctor got the blade, nobody knew. The guards were stunned but before they could move, Coleen commanded them to stay.

Raven and Coleen had seen this many times before. Squirrel said or did something to upset the doctor and was stabbed with a scalpel or shiv of some kind. It has been happening less as of recent, but the stabbings appeared to be getting more aggressive and violent too.

This was actually because Squirrel is enhanced. She was immune to most blades and stabbings in most places. It was actually quite amazing how the doctor always hit a spot where Squirrel's armoured skin was weak enough to be pierced and also at a nerve where even with her resistance to pain, it still hurt.

The doctor swiftly and cleanly removed the blade when she felt she'd made her point to the young blonde. Raven pulled her friend away from the mad doctor once her attention had shifted away from Squirrel.

"You alright?" Raven asked, with concern filling her voice.

"Oh, yeah. I'm good." Squirrel told her, her wound already closing up before everyone's eyes.

"She always hits me where it will hurt. I thought this whole discipline stabbing was over when I got enhanced." Squirrel complained.

"Well you shouldn't have taunted the doctor then. You're the one that got her interested in finding out how to hurt us." Raven told her.

The half naked guards listened in on this insane conversation with shock. They knew some stories about the doctor from before her time at the prison, but they felt those stories exaggerated it all, somewhat. Now they thought those stories might have been underselling the truth.

"She's the one who was late. Wasting everyone's time." Squirrel continued to complain. Raven was just thankful that the doctor was lost in her own head again so they didn't have another stabbing.

After another short moment, the doctor finally sat down at her desk and let out a huge sigh.

"Raven, what's on the schedule today, and if possible, cancel it. I need more time to finish the monitors." the doctor ordered.

Despite her great memory and genius intellect, she was always more focused on her own work than the world around her so she always had others organise her schedule. Raven was speechless. She didn't know what to say. Her appointment was already here. And they really needed to do this today. Luckily for her, there was someone else with authority who could actually stand up to the doctor.

"Dr Clarke. Today is the check up session for me and the other guards selected for the first enhancement group. You told us all that this was necessary, and that we could not enhance group 2 without this check up to confirm everything is moving along correctly. And we can't reschedule, because the Warden returns tomorrow. You have your meeting with her then to report the success of this project. I'm sure she'll want today's results provided to her in that meeting." Coleen explained, frustration clearly bottled down in her words.

She knew she had to be clear and detailed when talking to the doctor about professional matters. She really wanted to curse her out but knew from experience that doing so would just lead to problems. Problems neither could afford at the moment with the Warden's absence.

"Shit. Fine. Squirrel. I want you to get watch straps or get some people to make some. Make sure they're big enough to fit even Raven or Coleen. Raven, get me some coffee." the doctor ordered before she finally turned her attention to the guards.

"Why are they almost naked?" asked the doctor after finally noticing.

"You told me the scanner worked best when there was little interference. No metals or thick clothing, you said." Raven shot back the doctor's old words against her.

Dr Clarke closely examined the crop of enhanced guards with her eyes.

5 of them had very similar builds. Between 5'10" and 6'1" with a single outlier at 6'7". Dense musculature that was shaped like a crossfitter only with thicker muscles and most of them also having ample breast tissue. All had gorgeous modelesque faces that could stop people on the streets, each with their own unique charms.

The next were Hannah and Dionne. She remembered they were both steroid users before being enhanced so that would explain their superior musculature. Their frames were more similar to female bodybuilders but with muscles larger than the biggest of male bodybuilders. Both stood about 6'1" with Dionne being slightly taller and bigger in every way.

Hannah had severely damaged hair before but she proudly supported a vibrant mane of blonde hair that shimmered in the light. She was one of the two to ask for an extra large pair of breasts and from what the doctor could easily see, that protocol was functioning very well.

Dionne's pitch black hair looked perfect as one should expect of an enhanced human. Her muscles were slightly larger than Hannah's but also had greater definition than anyone smaller than her. She had a respectable pair of breasts but they do appear overshadowed by how massive her pectoral muscles are. The doctor was very impressed by the ebony amazon.

The last member of the first enhancement group was the Captain of the guards Coleen. Unlike the other girls, she'd received a colony with a different set of enhancement protocols. Protocols designed to create a far more powerful super being to the normal enhanced guards. The doctor referred to these as "executive protocols". They were to be enhancements only available to the top and most trusted of the organisation. Coleen was the guard Captain and 2nd in command at the prison. Raven, the only other recipient of these protocols, was her loyal bodyguard. No one else in this group was currently selected for this type of enhancement.

Coleen's presence dominated the other guards. Only Mickaela had any measurable stat that was 'superior' to Coleen. She was the 6'7" outlier but her previous height of 6'5.5" was the explanation for that.

Coleen stood at 6'4" as a colossal wall of shredded muscle. Her build has no modern comparisons. Her muscles were so huge, the only non-size descriptors one could use for them were freakish or alien. It would be a great challenge to find anything on her breastless body that could be called fat with her beyond shredded muscles. Hundreds of hose thick veins were obvious everywhere you could see on her body. If the doctor didn't understand the mobility augments she had provided within the executive protocols, she'd be confused at how a being like Coleen could move with the insane masses of muscle her body possessed.

With her expert assessment, normal clothing wouldn't have hindered the scans.

Each of the enhanced women were checked individually starting with the smallest. Every protocol given to the colonies was checked and subsequently confirmed to be live and functioning within normal parameters. Even with all the extreme cases, all metrics were still within predicted and acceptable parameters. Even Coleen's insane size was estimated to be at the upper limits. A fact once told to her, made Coleen grin with glee.

"With that out of the way, we have one last test to make." The doctor told the group with a sadistic grin across her face.

One at a time, each woman was slashed with a blade. Multiple blades of different sharpness and materials. Each woman repeatedly received a slash until a cut which pierced the skin was obtained. Then a timer was hit to see how long the regenerative process lasted.

Most of the girls got similar times and a similar amount of slashes. Dione was the only outlier of the 7 'smaller' women. It took a blade 3 levels higher than any of the others for her skin to break. And the wound healed almost 3 seconds faster than the others too.

But Dionne knew she couldn't feel pride from this. Because Coleen was next. And any of those feelings would be crushed under her superior power.

She had 25" arms and 44" legs. She was a behemoth of power. But Coleen, she was a goddess in Dionne's eyes. 37" arms and 62" fucking quads of mass and power. Even when Dionne pumped her chest to its limit, Coleen's meaty pecs were bigger at rest.

So when the first blade struck Coleen's enhanced skin, unlike most of the room, Dionne wasn't surprised when the blade snapped. The doctor had 17 blades prepared for this test. Dionne wasn't hurt until the twelfth blade. But Coleen was unperturbed even when they reached the 15th. The 16th barely left a mark either. It was only the final blade that managed to gouge her near impenetrable skin. Even more surprising, Coleen grazed her finger over the 'wound', collecting her blood on her finger. She licked the blood but that's not what shocked those in the room. Her wound was already gone. A mere few seconds and it was as if it  hadn't happened.

"We've now confirmed that all of you have accepted the treatment perfectly. If there are any issues you are having, or any further requests, after seeing what your peers have received, make them now. I don't have time for people coming back to complain." Dr Clarke informed the group.

The doctor appeared to have put little attention once the earliest results were in. It was Raven who performed the slash test. The doctor was working on a small device and drawing a design schematic for it while she just confirmed test results.

"Yes. I want to get as big as the Captain" said Dionne but she interrupted.

"Denied. You'll need the Warden's approval for you to be promoted to executive class. Until then. Well, you still have some more progression left with the enhancement you have. Any others?"

There were a couple of requests for breast enlargement, changes to facial features and even some additional height which were all approved.

"Now then ladies. Are there any unexpected changes? Things we've never discussed. We need to know. And you need to disclose them." Ordered the mad doctor.

"Uhm. My sex drive is elevated. I'm getting horny and need to release, like everyday." Hannah spoke shyly.

"I can confirm that." Dionne spoke up but before the doctor could answer. Coleen grunted.

"That's nothing. I'm horny all the time.I could honestly go for a good fuck right about now." The Captain informed the room while her eyes glazed over the other colossal muscle beast in the room.

"Hmm. I could look into this and find a way to reduce the sexual desires and appetite within your bodies..."

"NO!" screamed a cacophony of women.

"Doctor, could I also, get some of that enhanced sex drive the bigger girls got?" Michaela asked.

"What Michaela? Things not going well with the hubby at home?" She was teased by another.

"The opposite. He's always so raring to go. He's always like me being taller than him, but now, he's a beast for my muscles too. I actually can't keep up with him sometimes." She confessed.

"That should be easy enough. Is there anything else? If not, you can all leave now." The doctor told them.

Coleen walked over to Raven and picked up the mighty muscled she beast into a princess carry.

"I'm taking this one." she said. Not a question or a request. A statement of fact. As she absconded with the colossal muscle woman. The other guards slowly followed suit.

As the other guards had left, Dionne remained. She stared at the direction her former partner departed in with her new lover.

"Doctor. Is there any way you could make me stronger?" she asked, almost pleadingly.

"Easily. But I won't. You'll need the Warden's approval for that. You've already shown your capacity for strength and hypertrophy." Dionne was told.

"But I can't compete with that! I can't keep up with her. She's too much for me to handle. And I want her, so fucking much." Dionne confessed.

"Two nights ago. She practically fucked me into a coma. She was so unsatisfied in the end. She told me I couldn't be with her anymore. I wasn't strong enough." tears dripping from her eyes. Tears of frustration.

"Come here." the doctor told her.

Dionne was confused by the doctor's response, but she obliged the order. Maybe the doctor was going to help her with her problem. As she stood before the much smaller woman, her body shuddered as she felt an orgasm build out of nowhere. The doctor had thrust a finger inside her. Instantly finding a powerful pleasure spot.

"Your body can still be trained. You can work hard to make it more durable. More accepting of what Coleen can dish out. This I can help you with. I need to relieve some stress too, especially since Coleen's taken away my usual reliever. You'll have to do. And this will help mitigate your issues. If you remain loyal and work hard enough. The Warden will reward you with executive power. Just be patient. And she'll be yours to love again."

Squirrel was still in the room. The only other person left actually. She returned earlier with the parts straps and was sent out for another errand for parts. She'd been back awhile since then too. She wasn't shocked, being used to the doctor's mad actions. But she was annoyed when the doctor gave her a new order.

"Squirrel. I need you to replicate this device. Make one for every watch strap we have. They'll be a crucial part of the project." She was told by the doctor who had her hands full of an ebony amazon.

"Can you at least go somewhere else, so I can work?" Squirrel asked as DIonne screamed out a powerful orgasm.

"It's not like I can take her to my cell. Just put up with it." the doctor told her.

Squirrel was frustrated by the situation and Dionne was paralyzed with pleasure. She was also confused. With just a few moves of her fingers, the doctor was dominating her. She was like putty in the doctor's hands. And she couldn't understand why. Her confusion was written all over her face. And the doctor just smirked at her.

"I've created that super body of yours. And I knew the anatomy of every one of you perfectly. Both in how to hurt you. And how to please you. I know you were thinking about threatening me for further enhancement. If you even tried. If the Warden didn't hurt you. Your beloved Coleen would. I'd probably be called in to make sure you suffered before they finally ended your life. You mean nothing to the grand scheme of things. If you want more power. If you want to join those like Coleen. Then become useful. Then you can join her. In every single way." The doctor brutally explained, her fingers inducing another powerful orgasm almost instantaneously.

Dionne got the message, even through the bountiful orgasmic pleasure the doctor was flooding into her body.

Meanwhile,

The near naked Coleen was carrying the hulking Raven to an unused room not far from the lab. Well, a formerly unused room. Coleen had turned it into a makeshift boudoir. A makeshift mattress with bedding and pillows. A perfect getaway room, perfectly sized for a couple of colossal muscle beasts to enjoy each other.

Coleen tossed her claimed prize onto the makeshift bed before removing her underwear. She hadn't been with Raven since that day they spent together. So she needed to show her partner just how much she'd improved since then.

Coleen was now the bigger woman. Not in height. But everywhere else. 6'4" and 621lbs of insane super muscle. All hulking, bulging, ready to burst through her near impenetrable skin.

"I hope you can hold out better than last time. As you can see. I'm far superior to what I was a few days ago. And I plan to break you. I just hope you can last." Coleen told her lover and prey, an animalistic grin across her face.

The duo fucked through multiple positions for several hours. Coleen's now 5.5" clit cock had never felt so much abuse, showing Raven's growing experience. It was about a minute after cooling down from a cataclysmic simultaneous super orgasm, when a beeping noise started.

It was only then when the duo remembered about the strange watch-like device the doctor gave Raven earlier. Coleen checked the display on Raven's wrist to see it display 7 different symbols with red dots next to them. From her experience in nutrition and dieting, Coleen recognised what the symbols meant. They were body nutrients. And the red dot appeared to be telling them that Raven was in need or at least lacking in said nutrients.

Coleen hadn't made as many preparations as she'd done a few days ago. So they'd need to go fill up her muscle beast with all those missing pieces. And she could also use a massive meal about this time too.

[taoschild]

I get you on the titles - I always struggle with those too.  Currently trying to figure out a final title for a fantasy book about a woman who becomes the strongest fighter on a planet but my working title The Ruby Princess shows no inkling of her muscle or strength.

Nice start here btw.