The Roommate Pt. 04

"When I told her about this newest project some other professors and I were working on, she was on board immediately and said she could help us significantly. This project has been in the works for years, but in the last four months we've had several breakthroughs and have entered the testing phase." He looks at me to be sure I'm still paying attention. "You see, the testing phase has been difficult with this project, because it takes just the right specimen." He says the last part slowly and eyes me up and down.

I'm shocked he's being so forward, and that he knew who I was the whole time, god damn it! I'm furious, but in shock I decide to keep playing the fool. "I'm really not sure what you're talking about sir." I say, stupidly since he obviously knows it's me.

He looks at me and gives half a grin. "Seriously Nellie, drop the act, I know it's you, I've seen the pictures. Might I add, you look absolutely fantastic, I mean, you've gone far beyond our hopes and dreams." He says, smirking. I pause, trying to collect my thoughts, and suppress all the different emotions I'm experiencing.

"What do you mean, just the right specimen?" I ask, my voice quivering a little.

He grins at me and gestures for me to take a seat, which I do. "So this project is called Project Blue Notorious. The goal of the project is to physically and mentally alter a person from one gender to the other. It's incredibly secretive, and involves the most complicated levels of genetic engineering the world has ever seen. The project began in the late 1960's during the Cold War because of fears that earth repopulation would not be possible after a nuclear war if, by chance, only individuals of one gender survived. I've been working on the project alongside 30 other researchers for the past 12 years, and recently, partially with Claire's help, we've been making tremendous gains. What we realized was that the seed needs to be planted in the individual's mind beforehand." He looks at me quite intently the entire time he explains this. It's a lot for me to process, and all that comes to mind are more questions, I don't feel like I'm getting many answers about my personal situation. I just nod at him quietly.

He continues, "So, when we had completed the gender transfer substance, Claire came to me and said that she knows the perfect specimen for our first test." He looks at me again, "And that is where you come in. You see, if the mind rejects the physical transformation, the body does the same and the transformation can't occur. However, if the individual has conscious or subconscious predisposition towards the opposite gender, then the transformation can occur." He puts his hand on my smooth leg, it makes me shiver. I can't tell if I'm amazed by Charles, or if I hate him, or love him.

"Claire told us extensively about your situation. The panties, her dildos, the extensive search history of male anatomy on your computer, the already fairly androgynous look. We were convinced quite quickly that you would be the perfect candidate for trial one. Of course, it also helped that Claire could monitor you 24/7." He says, looking down at the floor and back at me.

"Is this all making sense to you so far? I know you may be angry at me, or at Claire, but this is something quite incredible. You're on the frontier of scientific study, these things happen very rarely." He pauses and says with a much lighter tone, "and, I see that you've embraced your new body quite effectively. Yes, I noticed you flirting in the train station, I heard about you blowing a boy in your class earlier today, and I also noticed the cum still dripping from your ass right now." he looks at me over his glasses.

"Well, isn't this horniness and stuff just...an effect from the formula?... Right?" I say shyly, rather nervously.

Charles takes his glasses off and looks at me, "Tell me Nellie, how do you refer to your dick? Claire tells me you call it a clit. And your ass? Have you started referring to that as your pussy? How about when you tried to seduce me on the subway? Which, I might add nearly worked because you're quite beautiful." He smiles at me, "But that's beside the point. Nellie, this formula only changed your body, everything else was you. The formula has no effect on libido, that has just been the effect of being in a woman's body." He smiles at me rather kindly.

I sit there quietly, processing all that he has told me. I look at him open mouthed, shocked at the realization that all of this flirting, and these sexual exploits, these have been done by me, not the formula.

"I'm sure you're wondering if you can change back?" He asks me, raising an eyebrow. I reluctantly nod my head, suddenly even more unsure if I want to change back. "You can change back," He says, taking a vial from his pocket, "this is the female to male formula. However, I can only give it to you after I run some more tests." I nod, that seems like a fair deal. "Oh, and one more thing." He says suddenly, just as I'm getting up from my seat.

"Yes Charles?" I ask.

He chuckles, "I just have to take you for a ride, you've successfully seduced me." He says, laughing and winking at me, which makes me unsure if he's serious or not. "But first, the tests! I'll need you to undress completely for a physical examination."

Shamelessly, I quickly take my clothes off, and stand attentively in front of him. He walks in a circle around me, never taking his eyes off my body.

"Wow, all I can say is that you have developed incredibly well." He says cheerfully, it makes me perk up, and kinda makes me horny again. "Your breasts are absolutely wonderful" he says, giving each one a squeeze while maintaining eye contact with me. "And your dick really has become basically a clit." He plays with my tiny, half inch clit. "The formula isn't in its final stages, otherwise you would have a real pussy there, but this is significant progress wouldn't you agree?" he asks. I nod repeatedly at him, biting my lip.

He walks behind me again. He grabs my nice bubble butt. "Claire told me this was quite a girly butt before, but now this is one exquisite piece of ass." He squeezes each cheek, then gropes the underside as though he's weighing each one. He spreads my ass wide. "Wow, you have been having fun" he teases. He pokes a finger into my pussy and rotates it around. I can't resist giving a little squeal, which he notices. "Well it's still tight, which is good for you and everyone else. You have quite a nice pink little pussy there." He says before walking in front of me again. "And of course, I could sing your praises about your gorgeous face and hair as well. You're a wonderful specimen and should be proud of what you have accomplished." He says to me, looking me dead in the eyes and smiling. I can't help it, I smile back coyly and bite my lip.

"Now, are you ready for the tests now?" He asks me tentatively.

I nod cautiously, "I've never been a fan of tests."

"Don't worry, I'm sure you'll be quite a fan of the tests I'll be conducting." He winks at me. What does he mean by that?