The Lab Assistant

"As you can see gentlemen, the animal trials have thus far yielded the results we've hoped to see."

Dr. Veronica Reid stood in front of the group of military men gathered in the conference room while her assistant, James, flipped through slides showing pictures of mice at various stages of growth as well as charts documenting these growth rates.

"The mice who were injected with the serum grew at a much faster rate than those without. Furthermore, they were capable of running more laps on their wheels in a shorter time and for extended lengths of time. You can also see the defined muscle mass they've developed." James paused on one slide which showed one of the mice next to their control; a plain field mouse that paled in size to its augmented counterpart. The gathered group murmured and nodded as they wrote down notes, before one general cleared his throat.

"Dr. Reid, with all due respect, these results are certainly impressive. However, we're not going to win any battles with a bunch of mice." One of the lieutenants started snickering, but stopped when he saw the chilly glare from the scientist.

"I understand sir. We believe we're ready to move forward with human trials. With your per-"

"Absolutely not," another general chimed in, making Veronica curse herself mentally. General Ross had been one of her most fervent detractors, and she'd hoped that she'd sit out this meeting. "These experiments are borderline inhumane. You're essentially just pedaling a new steroid, and I've heard whispers that you're using wolf DNA to do it!"

James went pale at the mention of wolf DNA, while the rest of the room burst into a muddle of loud voices, everyone questioning and discussing the revelation. Veronica shot a look at James. Only two people had known what the secret component of the serum was, and there was no way in hell that she would have said anything.

"ENOUGH!" General Bob Mitchell roared, bringing the room to a dead silence. "Dr. Reid, is this true?" Veronica looked from her assistant to the general, then to General Ross. She wanted to smack the smug look off of her face.

"Well... yes," she said finally. "We have been using lupine DNA as a base for the serum." Before any murmurs could start up again, the scientist continued. "The point of the serum was not to just make our soldiers stronger and faster, but to also heighten their senses. Make them more capable trackers and interrogators. Furthermore, look at this." She snatched the mouse from James and clicked over a slide. It showed a pair of enhanced mice leading a group of field mice through a maze quite seamlessly. "We believe that the serum also induces some leadership role in the subjects. We don't know for sure the mechanics of it, but with more time we cou-"

"Enough," General Mitchell finally said while rubbing the bridge of his nose. "While these advancements are certainly impressive, there are still too many risks and factors involved. I'm seeing here for example that your test has shown only a 60% efficacy rate?"

"Well, yes but-"

"Furthermore," the general pressed on. "We still have to question the moral implications of using wolf DNA on soldiers. I'm sorry, but until we know more we can't approve you to begin human trials."

Knowing there was no point in arguing, Veronica nodded and thanked everyone for coming. All of the military members filed out of the room, leaving only the doctor and her assistant. She turned her whole body toward James, who cowered against the wall. He normally looked meek and non-threatening due to his small stature and large glasses. Compared to the fit, 5'11 scientist, James at 5'6 with his scrawny frame looked especially meager.

"D-doctor, I c-can expl-"

"So let me get this straight," Veronica said quietly as she brushed her auburn hair out of her face. "Not only did you let slip the one thing I told you to keep quiet, but you told it to THE ONE PERSON WHO IS AVIDLY CAMPAIGNING AGAINST THE SUPER SOLDIER PROGRAM?" The sudden shift to a scream made James literally jump and crash to the ground, dropping his papers. He tried to gather them up as he stuttered out an explanation.

"Sh-she c-c-c-caught me outside in the p-p-parking lot and s-started grilling me! I panicked! I'm so sorry!" He finally got all his stuff together and stood, bowing his head. His messy blonde hair fell down all around him, making it easy for Veronica to avoid looking at his pimply face.

Veronica had hired her young assistant fresh out of college 6 months ago, much to many people's surprise. It wasn't a hard pick if she was honest. Not only had he graduated top of his class from CalTech, but he was also a complete pushover. He'd do anything to please the older scientist. But still, she didn't think he'd betray her like this.

With an agitated sigh, she turned on her heel and walked to the door.

"Just... just go home. I can't even look at you right now." With that, she left the small man in the conference room, letting him sit there on the verge of tears in shame.

~~~

Veronica sat alone in her office, her feet bare and propped up on her desk while a glass of whiskey rested in her hands. She could barely stomach it, the liquid feeling like molten lava in her stomach. Ever since the presentation, she'd spent the rest of the day holed up in her office, trying to find a way to spin the meeting in a positive light. Once word spread about the exact nature of the experiments, it would only be a matter of time before the program got shut down altogether.

She sighed as she took a look around her office; the shelves of books, the wall covered with awards and degrees, the various photos of her and her friends on the desk. At 36, Veronica had already achieved so much, but she felt like she had accomplished so little. If the program got shut down, she'd lose everything she worked to gain. She had never felt so helpless before.

Forcing the liquid down her throat, she stood up and wobbled slightly, cursing herself. She'd spent so much time the past year on the project that she had become somewhat of a lightweight. She barely went out with her friends, let alone on a date.

'A shame,' her friend Katie would scold her. 'A hot thing like you should have men hanging off your arms!' It was true. Veronica never had any trouble attracting men with her slim waist, her perky C-cup breasts, and her rounded ass. But still, that would all have to take a backseat to the future. She was so close to working out the serum. She knew it.

After slipping her shoes back on and grabbing her coat, she stepped out of her office at the back of the lab and locked the door behind her. When she turned, she noticed a light was on in the corner.

'That's strange,' she thought to herself as she raised an eyebrow. She made a point to always be the last person to leave every night and the first person to arrive every morning. No one should be here, especially considering no one would want to have to endure the foul mood she was in since that morning.

Curious, she made her way toward the light in the lab and found herself face to face with James. She blinked her eyes in surprise and suppressed the urge to laugh. He was wearing only his pants, his shirt resting on the desk in front of him while he sat in his chair. The sight of him without a shirt let Veronica see just how skinny he was and confirmed what his arms showed; he really was just skin and bone.

"James?" Veronica asked once she'd composed himself. "What are you doing here?"

"Dr. Reid... I-I'm s-so sorry for this m-morning," he stuttered out as she sat there shaking. Whether it was from the cold of the lab or because he was nervous, Veronica couldn't tell.

"James, I don't wan-" before she could finish, her eyes grew wide when she realized what was in his hand. He was holding a syringe with a very familiar looking yellow liquid. "James... what are you doing with the serum?" The young assistant glanced down at the syringe then looked up at the doctor, taking a deep breath.

"Dr. Reid, I respect you a lot," he started. "I've learned more from you in the last 6 months than I did in 4 years at CalTech. You taught me what real hard work is, what it takes to be the best. But above all, you taught me the importance of loyalty. I betrayed your trust today." He looked down at the serum in his hand. "I... I hope this will help me earn it back."

"James," Veronica said slowly. "You can't be serious. The serum hasn't been proven successful on humans yet!" James shook his head.

"I trust you doctor, and I trust your work. I know this will work." He glanced up at her as he held up his arm and slowly moved the tip of the needle toward it. "This can be the human trial that proves it works."

"JAMES!" Veronica stepped forward but was too late. The needle was already in his arm, and with a deep breath he pushed down on the plunger, injecting the serum into his body. He removed it from his arm and set it on the desk, taking a shaky breath as a small bead of blood formed on his arm.

For a moment there was silence. Then, just when Veronica was about to ask him how he felt, James let out an ear-piercing scream as he fell to the floor. His pale skin was suddenly a bright pink as he clutched his hair tight in his hands.

"JAMES!" Veronica dropped her coat and bag and knelt down next to him, her hands on his shoulders, but he pushed her away as he started hyperventilating. Thinking quickly, she ran to her office and dug through her desk before pulling out a paper bag. She ran back to him to help, but he was gone. What was more, the rest of his clothes were left behind.

"James?" She slowly moved through a pair of cubicles, trying to find her assistant. Then she heard a sharp yell and ran toward its source. As she got closer, her ears were met with grunts and the sounds of something hard snapping. When she came around the corner, she screamed in shock.

James had grown a whole extra foot in height. He was sporting well defined muscles now where she could see, but most of it was hidden as he was bent over. His spine seemed to be stretching beneath his skin as his back arched outward. His fingers were growing longer and his nails were growing into horrendous claws. His legs were shifting and the bones were cracking as they became double-jointed. He looked up at the doctor and this time, she let out a scream of horror.

His face was slowly morphing into and stretching out into a muzzle. His lips disappeared as his nose sprouted out of his face. His ears disappeared into his head and a new pair of triangle-shaped ones popped out of his scalp. His hair seemed to be growing out and down his body, but with a start Veronica realized that it wasn't growing from his head, it was growing from his body. And it wasn't hair, it was fur. Light-brown fur coated his whole body now, and as the last of his bones shifted into place, he collapsed onto the floor, letting out shaking grunts.

A mixture of fear and curiosity kept the doctor rooted in place. Where could she go? What could she do? Her assistant had just turned into a werewolf before her eyes! No one would believe her, nor could she risk bringing someone here to show them. They could get hurt, or worse, she could lose her funding!

After a few tense minutes, Veronica took a shaky breath and took a step forward. Before she could say anything however, the wolf's ears perked and he looked up at her. He bared his fangs as he let out a deep growl, his amber eyes locked on her. He slowly raised himself onto his feet, and for the first time Veronica could really take in the sights of the creature.

He was at least 6'7 with light brown fur all over his body. His arms and legs were toned, his chest had expanded into ripped, muscled pecs, and his stomach was now sporting a 6-pack. His claws were curved slightly and his fangs were a bright yellow. Drool was dripping down his chin and as he stepped forward, he lumbered slightly as if he was getting used to his new legs.

"J-James?" She asked shakily, not sure what to do. Just a few minutes ago he was her meak, little assistant. Now he was a massive, powerful werewolf who looked hungry.

She thought about running, but she had studied wolves enough for the study to know that running was futile. Still though, maybe if she could make it to her office she could lock herself in while she called someone. She glanced away for just a moment, but that's all the werewolf needed. With a snarl, it shot toward her faster than she could've realized, and suddenly she was pinned to the floor, the air knocked out of her. As he laid on top of her, he bared his sharp fangs. Drool spilled from the sides of his mouth and onto her skin. He was so close she could smell his breath. Hell, she could almost taste it.

"James, please," Veronica said pleadingly, knowing it was pointless. The look of hunger in her assistant's eyes was undeniable as he got closer to her. She tried to shake him off but he gripped her arms above her head, his claws pressing into her skin just enough that he didn't draw blood, but scared her into stopping. His lips were now inches from her cheek. She watched him open his mouth wide. She looked away in fear, unable to watch...

Then snapped them wide open as she let out a cooing sound. He didn't bite her. He licked her. Another lick came and she let out another soft moan. His rough tongue was tracing along her smooth neck, making her skin heat up where he touched. His hands moved from his arms down to her blouse, and his claws made quick work of the thin fabric, revealing her black lace bra.

"James, sto- ooooooh..." her words were cut off by the feel of his tongue moving down her neck to her cleavage, sending goosebumps all over her body. 'This wasn't good,' she thought to herself. Every lick he gave her sent a bolt of electricity down to her crotch. Her panties were quickly becoming soaked as he continued to shower her with long, languid licks. Suddenly, she felt the tips of his canines graze against her skin, sending a fresh wave of panic through her.

"Wait, stop!" She braced herself to be bitten, but instead his teeth clamped around the clasp of her bra, and with a quick pull he freed her breasts. "James, please don't," she begged him. If he claimed her breasts next, she wouldn't be able to stop him. Her nipples were her weakest point. But it was no use. His mouth was literally watering to the point that droll was falling onto her nipples, making them harden from the sudden pooling that formed. Without any hesitation, he dove in on them.

The second his tongue touched her nipple, she let out a pleasured cry as her back arched off the floor. It felt a million bolts of electricity were being sent through her body. Her body jerked beneath him as he alternated between the pair of hard nubs, swirling around them and grinding against them with his sharp teeth. Her arms wrapped around him and she ran her fingers through her hair, pulling his face down into her breasts.

"Oh my god, please don't stop," she moaned as she felt something hard press against her thigh. Without looking she could guess exactly what it was. Part of her knew it would be dangerous to keep going. The longer it went on, the more she'd give in, and soon she'd be at the mercy of a horny, fertile wolf. But at the same time, she didn't care. Something about his raw, feral energy was driving him forward, making her desperate for more. She didn't just want this, she NEEDED this.

She laid there panting and moaning beneath her furry lover as he kept giving languid attention to her hard nipples. Her body was shaking with pleasure at this point, her breathing hitched and ragged. It felt like she was there for an eternity, and yet it still didn't feel like enough time. She got so enraptured with pleasure that when he pulled away, she whimpered and tried pulling him back down. Only a sharp growl from him snapped her out of her trance. She watched as he hooked his claws into the waistband of her pants. Without thinking, she lifted her hips to help him slide them off her, leaving her in just her panties. He made quick work of them with her claws, and with a snarl he flipped her over onto all fours.

"Hey! What are you- fuuuuuuuck!" She lifted her hips into his muzzle as he buried his face into her dripping cunt. She couldn't help but push back against him as that slimy tongue pushed its way into her needy hole. It was so broad and long that it easily touched every part of her insides, turning the once well-composed scientist into a moaning mess. With every lick it felt as if he had found a part of her pussy that she didn't even know existed, and every time she let out a moan that only increased in pitch as time went on.

It was only a matter of time before she felt her orgasm creeping up on her, and she could tell that it was going to be a powerful one. Her whole body was shaking and her skin felt like it was going to melt off of her body. Every time he pushed his tongue into her center, it rubbed her hard nipples against the cold floor, only further exacerbating the intense pleasure. When she felt his claws graze over her hard clit, that was the tipping point.

"Yes! Yes! YEEEEEEEEES!" Veronica any semblance of control she had left as she exploded on her assistant's tongue, her screams echoing through the empty lab. She hands pawed at the floor and her body finally collapsed as he pulled away from her, leaving her a panting pile on the smooth surface.

She tried to catch her breath, but the wolf wasted no time in shifting his body over hers, grabbing her waist and forcing her hips up before moving his hands to her arms to keep her wrists pinned to the floor.

'Not that he needs to,' she thought lustfully as she shook her ass enticingly, the growl he let out in response making her heart flutter. She gasped when she felt the pointed head of his cock rub against her swollen lips, and without hesitating she pushed her hips back. A moan was ripped straight from her lungs as the thick head entered her tight folds. Soon he was pressing down into her, and his long, thick cock pierced straight through her heat.

As his tapered shaft filled her and forced her to allow him in, her brain turned to mush. All she could register was how much bigger he was than any partner she'd had before. The slight discomfort she felt when he entered her quickly morphed to unapologetic desire for more. She kept pushing her hips back in response to each thrust, making the wolf behind her grunt in frustration every time she hit something round and swollen at the base of his cock.

"Yes, fuck!" She moaned out as he began thrusting hard into her, making her body slide up and down the lab floor. "That's it James! Take me!" She tilted her head to the side, exposing her neck to her partner. "Bite me!" Without a second thought, the werewolf leaned down and sank his teeth into the doctor, making her back arch as she came suddenly on his intrusive cock. "OH MY GOD YES!"

Between her screams, the tight warmth of her spasming hole, and the taste of her sweat and skin, James completely gave into his instincts and began hammering relentlessly into her pussy. His hands moved to her waist and his claws pushed into her skin, drawing blood as his canines pierced her flesh.

"Yes! Oh Lord yes! Claim me!" Veronica had thoroughly studied wolf behavior enough at this point to know what was about to happen. Soon, that thick knot would be inside her, and he would plant his warm seed inside her. The thought of this combined with the powerful thrusts she was being hit with sent her over the edge to her third orgasm of the night. She opened her mouth to scream but as her eyes rolled back in her head, no sound came out. Only when he finally pushed in his knot, locking him in place and sending her climax cresting into another one did the guttural scream finally make its way out of her body.