Bluepilled Ch. 05

I've always liked science.

No, not exactly true. I can track it all the way back to the end of November, the week after my ninth birthday. My Aunt Rose had stopped by with an early birthday present for me. My very first chemistry kit. Such a simple thing. Baking soda and vinegar. Slimes made from borax or cornstarch. Color changing solutions.

To me though, it was magic, and in less than two weeks I was combining aluminum foil and sand iron to make my own thermite in the backyard, and I burned a hole clean through the cooking pot.

My father might have given me a beating that took weeks to heal, but I was already hooked and nothing he ever did was anywhere close enough to discourage me. As I got older, I delved deeper and deeper into the world of science. Engineering and genetics, biology and chemistry, I was spending all my time reading books or tinkering with my own experiments.

It made for a lonely childhood, and while there were a few who like Aunt Rose who recognized my gifts, for the most part I was shunned. Even in college when I was working in a real cutting edge laboratory, I didn't get along well with others and was always being redirected towards menial labor, only able to pursue my real curiosities and passions when I was off the clock and under the radar.

At the time, I didn't mind it. I was so focused on my work that I was willing to accept whatever sacrifice was necessary. Friends, lovers, even colleagues...I didn't need them.

That was still true for me. I didn't need anyone. As long as I could continue my life's work, unlocking the secrets of the human genome, I needed nothing else.

But damn. I never realized just how nice those things could be.

Case in point, that morning at my new job at Dynamic Medical, I had run thirty simulations testing out new viral strains on their high-powered supercomputer. Back at the old lab, I could only use the equipment when there was nothing else taking priority, and even then it'd have taken me at least three weeks to process this much data. Now, I could do it all almost as fast as I input my ideas.

That was great. But what made it even better was that as I sat at my workstation tapping away at the keyboard, my pants were open, my cock was out, and my lovely secretary Kayla and my voluptuous boss Jian were both doing their best to worship said cock with their tongues.

Kayla was an Irish goddess with the face of a celebrity, the height of a supermodel, and the curves of a pornstar. Just last week she had been the secretary and mistress of my father, but once I had transformed both of them with the fruit of my research, the blue pill, my father Mark—now Mia—had quit her job, and Kayla had followed after. Now, she worked for me. Fetching coffee, running errands, taking dictation...and satisfying every sexual urge I happened to be feeling.

Jian on the other hand was my boss. The American-Chinese head of Research and Development at Dynamic Medical, she'd gone from short and scrawny to just as short but with the curves a woman would kill for, breasts large enough to engulf even a monster cock like mine and a wide, plump ass I couldn't get enough of, thanks again to the blue pill. It was responsible for her transformation, and the hypnotic side-effect meant she was just as willing to devote herself to my pleasure as Kayla.

Looking back at the morning, I continued to be impressed at just how limitless my stamina seemed. I'd already had nine orgasms today, and I'd yet to see my discharge of ejaculate decrease as it would in a normal male. When I had awoken today, I'd pinned my favorite squeeze Elle to the mattress and gave her the very first load of the day. As I'd showered to get ready for work, I'd pushed Mia into the wall and fucked her standing.

Over breakfast, Mia rode my lap for the third, and before heading out, I'd bent Elle over the couch for a fourth.

"Master? The printer finished. The new pills are ready." My lab assistant Stephanie interrupted my recollections as she walked over in her high heels carrying a small tray, the dozen or so pills she'd mentioned spread out on it.

She'd been orgasm number five, sucking my cock on the drive to work, and number six, fucked on the table before I gave her her assigned tasks for the day.

She was the most recent recipient of the blue pill, and just like the others, it had done an amazing job on her. Her frizzy brown hair had become silky smooth and shiny. Her mousey, angular face had softened, giving her a youthful, angelic appearance, and her body with its too skinny arms and too thick waist had redefined itself, giving her the tight, compact frame of a teenager just out of highschool but a large, pillowy G-cup bust that seemed almost too perky to be real, together giving her a top heavy look compared to the more hourglass Jian.

"Good girl." I answered as I got out of my seat, Kayla and Jian whimpering as their favorite treat was pulled away. As fun as they were, nothing was more important to me than the research. And as incredibly revolutionary as the blue pill was, it had one flaw that I'd spent the past few days trying to eliminate.

If a woman took it, it would repair her DNA down to the very last telomere. It would make her healthy and young, healing and regenerating the body into its ideal form.

If a man took it, much the same thing happened. The only problem was that in the eyes of the aggressive viral strain riding on the CRISPR agent, a man's Y chromosome looked an awful lot like a damaged X chromosome, and once it had "repaired" it by copying over the genetic code from the X match, it would turn the man into a woman, just like it had turned my father Mark into the teenage jailbait Mia.

I'd come up with one solution already, a strain of the formula that ignored the Y chromosome, but even though it had worked on myself, it had nearly killed me, and if not for a lucky gene in my DNA, I probably would not have survived. If I was going to bring this gift to the rest of humanity, I needed to make it safer.

"How have the trials with the rats been going?" I asked Stephanie as I picked up one of the orange pills and held it between my fingers, examining it closely as if I could peer into the tiny microscopic compounds within.

Stephanie's smile split her face, and it was light the sun was shining in the room, "Survival rate 100%. No signs of feminization. In fact, they've all shown significant muscle growth and increased virility."

"Excellent. Then it's time to move onto the next step. Human trials." I sat the orange pill back on its tray, then pulled Stephanie close, rewarding her hard work with a long, deep kiss that left her dazed and unsteady on her feet.

"Mmnf...yes, Master..." She said as her head rolled loosely on her shoulders. But as her senses came back to her, she had a minor objection, "But wait...the process was a success, but only after we iterated. We needed to run blood tests on the transformed mice to know which genetic markers to target. How are we going to do that with a human trial?"

I rubbed the top of her head affectionately. Stephanie had been loyal to me even before taking the blue pill, and she was the only one I could count on to try and keep my morality in check. She was doing a lousy job of it, but it was fun to see her try so hard, "The same way. We'll administer the first batch and iterate on the results. I'm sure that once all is said and done, our test subjects will have been proud to contribute to my research."

She bit down on her lower lip, "I don't know if...um..." Faced with my unwavering confidence and conviction, she couldn't help but think I was right, "Yes, Master. They'll be so lucky."

"Jian, I'll need some volunteers. A half dozen ought to do it."

The well-respected scientist got back on her feet, her breasts jiggling as she did. She was naked aside from the high heels, stockings, garter belt, and white labcoat she was wearing, and now that I'd given her something to do, she was pulling the labcoat closed, buttoning it up so she could walk out of my private lab without causing a scene, "Of course, Master. When would you like them?"

"Tomorrow morning."

Jian blanched. It usually took weeks, or more likely, months to get a human trial program up and running. The various red tape and regulations put in place precisely to stop this kind of mad science slowed everything down drastically.

I arched an eyebrow at her, "Will that be a problem, Jian?"

She hurriedly shook her head, "N-no, Master! Tomorrow! I'll have everything ready for you tomorrow."

"That's my girl. Get to it then." I sent Jian off on her new assignment with a slap on the ass, "Kayla, go with Jian. Help her out with this however she asks, no matter what she asks."

"Yes Master." Kayla gave my balls one last loving kiss, then stood back on her feet. Even though she was supposed to be my secretary, most of the time she spent her days kneeling and under my desk. Maybe Jian could put her to some good use, "I won't disappoint you, Master."

As Kayla got dressed and left with Jian, it was just me and Stephanie. My young assistant was blushing with excitement, couldn't stop licking her lips, "If we don't have any more work until tomorrow, perhaps..."

I put my finger to her lips, "Don't be ridiculous. My work is never done. While you were running those tests, I've been working on a new project. Now that you're finished, you're going to be helping me with it."

"Yes, Master~!" She might have been disappointed that I would not fuck her

until after hours, but if she was, it didn't show on her face. After all, just like all of my girls, there was nothing more important to them than serving their Master.

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The next morning, the first question Jian had for me was "Master...were you here all night?"

Looking around the lab, I thought it was obvious. Stephanie was fitfully sleeping on a small cot in the lab's corner. One table had a stack of five pizza boxes that had all been emptied. I was still wearing the same clothes from yesterday and figured that I could use a shower soon.

Later though. There was still work to be done. And besides, even after staying awake for over 24 hours straight, I wasn't feeling any fatigue. One more side effect of the research, a benefit I'd soon be able to share with the rest of the world.

"There was something I needed to take care of before we started the first round of human trials," I answered Jian, "Speaking of, the test subjects?"

Jian smiled hesitantly, "Under such short notice, I was able to find a few. It's, well...off the record though. I screened through all the custodial staff at the company, looking for those that could...um...disappear while causing the least amount of people asking questions after them. I offered each one thousand dollars each for their participation and confidentiality on the matter. I covered our tracks as well and put several contingencies in place in case anything...um...unexpected happens."

She'd done a better job than I'd expected of her, "Good girl. Send them in here as soon as possible."

She looked around the laboratory, considering whether she should object. In only a few days I'd made it more than a bit disorderly and disheveled. Normally janitors weren't allowed into such highly secured areas as a matter of precaution, but I was thinking it might be good to have one or two around to keep this place tidy.

"Yes, Master. I scheduled them to arrive at ten AM. I'll bring them right here to you."

That gave me a little over two hours to prepare. I woke Stephanie up and set her about making the lab more presentable and professional looking, and when Kayla came in just a few minutes later, I gave her the same task. For my part, I was distracted.

The new project I was working on was one of the more satisfying puzzles I'd had in a while. If my theories were correct, I'd already cracked it, but there was no reason not to double check my work with the extra time I had. I kept working on it until Stephanie tapped on my shoulder, "Master...? They're here."

I stretched my arms up over my head and let my bones crack, "Right then. Let's get started."

I followed Stephanie into the adjoining room. It was empty save for a long table against one wall, a water cooler, and a row of metal folding chairs. Four of the men were taking advantage of those chairs, while two others had elected to stand.

It was a diverse group. I pegged the youngest at just out of high school, a scrawny white kid still dealing with acne, while the eldest looked to be in his late 50s, maybe early 60s, an elderly black man with a smooth bald head and a thick grey beard. Of the other four, they looked to be in their 30s or 40s, another black man, along with a latino and two more white men.

"Gentlemen. Thank you for coming in on such short notice." I smiled at all of them, genuinely grateful for their contribution, "Has Dr. Pao told you what to expect?"

"Some kind of muscle supplement?" The youngest replied, "The latest fat burner, diet pill kind of thing."

"That's what she said." The eldest man continued, stepping towards me, "This place might make some fancy things, but I had a heart attack last year. I'm not really looking to lose the spare tire I'm carrying around, and I've heard that sort of thing can be hard on the ol' ticker."

I nodded, "Not to worry. Traditional diet pills work through increasing your blood pressure, burning calories by placing a greater strain upon your heart. What I've developed..."

At this point, Stephanie stepped forward with a tray of the pills, along with a stack of paper cups. Unlike the normal blue pills, these were purple, the first batch of the new formula, "...instead targets you right down to the DNA. Repairing your genetics to restore your health."

"Sounds like a lot of bullshit." One of the older white men said dismissively, his arms folded over his chest.

"You're right to remain skeptical. I assure you, no one but a genius like myself could have developed something like this. It would take the minds of normal men another hundred years to get this far...if they were lucky. You all have nothing to worry about though. I was the very first human subject for this test, and I think the results speak for themselves."

"I don't really care what a gym rat thinks of the stuff." The younger black man scoffed.

"That's just it. Two weeks ago, every one of you could have arm wrestled me and likely broken my wrists. Now...well, now I'm a superior being." I grinned.

None of them looked very convinced. I suppose I couldn't blame them. Such claims would be lunacy coming from anyone but me.

"Whatever man." The middle-aged Latin man said as he plucked up a pill and cup from the tray, "All I know is that this is the easiest grand I ever made."

"That's the spirit." I stepped back and let the rest of the men follow suit. One by one, they filled their paper cups up from the water cooler, until each had a pill in one hand and the water in the other.

"A countdown then. Stephanie, if you'd do the honors?" I asked my assistant.

"Yes, Mah...ah, yes, sir." She coughed into her hand, blushing, then took a deep breath to focus, "On the count of three then."

"One."

"Two..."

"Three!"

Pills went into mouths, water washed it down. The men waited for something to happen...and then they froze.

All except the youngest, who had hesitated, the pill still clutched in his hand, "What the hell...what happened to them?!" He said as he gestured to their frozen bodies.

"Relax. Nothing to be alarmed about. Just a bit of tonic immobility induced as the pill secretes a special hormone so that your body's immune response won't trigger as the viral agent does its work." I answered with a half-truth.

"Yeah...yeah...no, no way. I'm out. This is too fucked up for me." He started back away towards the door. Of course, he wasn't going anywhere. I'd instructed Jian to lock it from the other side. I had thought there might be a minor hiccup like this.

"Trust me. You're overreacting." I reached into the inside pocket of my labcoat and took out an aerosol can. Pressing down on it, it let out a fine pink mist the puffed right into the young man's face. He flinched and tried to back away...then promptly froze just like the rest of the men.

Not wanting to take any chances, I gave the other five a good puff from the canister as well while the holdout took his pill, reinforcing their trance so I'd have plenty of time to give them my instructions.

"All right, listen up. These pills are perfectly safe."

Now that I had their attention, they all parroted my words back to me, though with the six of them saying so together it was a bit of a jumbled chorus.

"Whatever changes you go through, you see as only positive."

The chorus replied, "...changes...only positive. .."

"No matter what happens to you, it's what you have always wanted."

"...it's what we always wanted..."

"You all wish to continue this experiment."

"..wish to continue..."

"You will tell no one of this."

"...tell...no one..."

That ought to do it. But before it wore off, there was one more thing I just needed to add in.

"And from now on, I am your Master."

"...you are...Master..."

Once they came out of the trance, there was a bit of confusion all around. They each knew that the pill had done something, but none of them had the clear head to figure it out. Once they were all paid in cash, any lingering doubts were blown away, and they left without incident.

Shortly after, Jian joined me back in the laboratory, "Master...I can try to cover your tracks, but I don't know if it's a good idea to have the men continue working here. If the pills change them as you believe they will, won't it draw too much attention?"

"Don't worry. I'm already three steps ahead of you. That's what I was working on last night. Now come with me. I want to take care of this and get home. When Elle and Mia found out I'd be staying here overnight, they worked together to try to tempt me back by sending me a video message."

The two of them on the bed, legs spread and thighs overlapping, begging for my cock, their slits shining with pussy juice as they ached with arousal. It hadn't been enough to pull me away from my work, but damn if I wasn't tempted.

"Yes, Master. I'll take you wherever you like."

Using Jian's security clearance, it was no problem heading to every corner of the building. She would unlock an empty room for me, I would open up a vent and install a new device, and we'd repeat the process.

I had filled each device with its own delivery system for the new pink formula. Unlike the pills, the gas had no transformative properties. Instead, it was designed only to induce trance. With them placed at key points around the whole building, I could flood every floor with enough gas to put every single employee into a trance.

And once I made it to the emergency PA room and pacified the security guards there with another few quick puffs from my personal supply, I did just that.

"Attention. Employees of Dynamic Medical. I have an important announcement to make." I said into the microphone.

"There's going to be a few changes here..."

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"So I can count on you for the extra funding then?" I asked Diana Steinfeld, the Vice President of Dynamic Medical. Jian and I were together in Steinfeld's office to negotiate. I could have left it to Jian, but it was good to take care of the little details like this now and again.

"Of course. As much as you need. The work you're doing here is incredible. By this time next year, we'll be the most profitable pharmaceutical corporation in the country. The world." She replied. I could practically see the dollar signs spinning in her eyes.

"That's what I like to hear. Now, about that other matter, the one I asked you about last Tuesday?" I moved on to the second point of business, and the real reason I'd paid her a visit.