Connor had no memory of what happened to him, or how he came to a test subject at the hands of a Cyber Life technician in a defunct facility. Once his system rebooted he found himself laying down on an examination table with strong leather straps over his forehead, chest, arms, forearms, thighs, shins and ankles. A strange hollow tube had been inserted into his mouth and down his throat into his stomach. As he glanced about his limited view of the area Connor realized that his shirt had also been removed leaving his chest and stomach fully exposed.
"You're awake." A male voice sounded off as he approached Connor. "Good. The new bio-component was accepted into your system and now begins the real experiment."
Connor could only watch in horror as the technician took a bottle of thirium and poured the contents down the tube and into Connor's stomach.
"Don't worry, it's just watered down blue blood laced with a special additive. It's not poison."
The deviant android couldn't reply, only send out a distress call to Hank's cell phone and hope they could trace the call's location back to where he was.
"Don't bother trying to escape." The technician warned as he forced the skin from Connor's abdomen to fade and expose the metal frame where the new bio-component had been installed. "The straps were designed specifically to keep androids still."
Connor kept trying to break his hands free but he wasn't strong enough.
The technician opened the metal frame of Connor's stomach and smiled to himself.
"Now that the insulating layer of rubber latex has adhered to your body I can begin the final steps of my experiment. It won't hurt." The technician picked up a massive syringe, one that was six inches in diameter and had a large hollow point needle that was one inch in diameter attached. "I think."
The syringe contained a blue liquid and there was something hovering in the middle of the liquid itself.
"This won't take long."
Connor could only watch in horror as the technician located the newly installed bio-component beneath the stretchy, latex layer that had also been installed over the internal bio-components as a second layer. Once the technician found his target he pierced the bio-component with the needle and injected the contents inside of Connor's body.
Connor himself flinched as the needle stabbed into his body. He couldn't cry out in pain, all he could do was endure it. A strange pressure filled the new bio-component as the contents were injected against Connor's will.
"There, that wasn't so bad." The technician replaced the hard metal frame over the latex layer and allowed the skin to restore itself. "It'll take a week to see if the experiment is a success. Be patient."
Connor tried and tried to break his arms free but nothing worked. He was trapped and at the mercy of the technician who was experimenting on him against his will.
"Goodnight."
-One Week Later-
Connor had been force fed the special thirium on a daily basis. The technician forced so much down his throat that the deviant was convinced his stomach would tear or he'd end up expelling what he was forced to drink.
The technician hovered over Connor with a sick amusement and pressed his hand over the android's bare stomach.
"Interesting. I can feel a change in your body without needing an internal exam."
Connor stared angrily at the technician with true hatred.
"It was a success. I'm going to give you more of that thirium. It'll stay in your reserves and trickle into your system properly for the next fifteen weeks."
Immediately Connor got nervous as he saw the massive dose of thirium that was being forced down his throat. The android could only ignore the warnings from his system as his body was forced to accept and accommodate the large intake of thirium.
"I wonder how long until you-"
"GET DOWN ON THE FLOOR."
Connor turned his head as much as he could and watched as Hank entered the room with his gun pointed right at the technician. Two other officers broke through the door with him.
"You're under arrest for the kidnapping and assault of a police officer."
The android was utterly relieved to have Hank remove the tube from his mouth and free him from the leather restraints while the two cops arrested the technician.
"Are you okay?"
Connor nodded and slid off the table. "I believe so. I want to have my system checked at a clinic just in case."
"Yeah, I'll drive."
"I'm glad the technician didn't harm me." Connor sighed in relief.
"Me too. I don't want my partner benched on me."
Connor pressed his hand over his stomach and held it there. "I do wonder what that bio-component was supposed to do to me."
"Didn't he tell you?"
"No. He said it was an experiment but it seems like you stopped it before it was completed."
"Good! But tell me if you feel off or like you were damaged."
"I will. For now I just want to go back home."
-Twelve Weeks Later-
Connor found a strange pressure building up in his abdomen and found it be more uncomfortable than painful. The technicians at the clinic found his condition to be stable and didn't bother to check the new bio-component since Connor wasn't acting unusual. Connor had kept tabs on his body and found that over the past few weeks his need for thirium was increasing, and the pressure in abdomen was increasing steadily too.
"You okay?" Hank asked as he watched his android partner moving about in his chair across from him.
Connor was sitting at his desk and fidgeting uncomfortably. "I think so."
"You look like you're trying to not bolt out of you chair."
"My stomach feels strange."
"Strange. Strange how?"
"It feels like I have a pressure building up inside of me."
"Do androids need to burp?"
"No Hank. That isn't something androids need to worry about."
"Our shift is over in three hours. I'll drive you to a clinic."
"Thank you. Until then I wish to see if I can deduce the problem for myself in private."
"Go ahead. Use the men's bathroom and lock yourself in a stall. No one will look."
"That is a good idea."
Connor made his way to the bathroom and found it to be empty. Choosing the stall farthest from the door Connor locked himself inside the opened up the buttons on his shirt. Running a system check and pressing his hand over his stomach Connor detected an new bulge attempt to push out the lower portion of his abdomen against the metal frame.
The android remembered the technician who experimented on him and remembered that a new bio-component had been installed in his system. Since it wasn't originally a part of his system it meant the technicians who examined him after he had been rescued didn't see the new bio-component as an error since his own system didn't register its existence.
Scared and unwilling to undergo a highly invasive examination Connor took a moment to calm himself down and re-buttoned his shirt. After tucking the hem down into his jeans he saw that there was a very modest bulge in his stomach now pushing out against the fabric of his shirt and not just his frame.
"I must handle this in private at home." The android told himself before leaving the bathroom.
As he returned to his desk the android tried but failed to remain natural and Hank could see it on his face.
"Connor, what's wrong?"
"I can't be certain. But I have an idea of what may be the source of my discomfort."
"Want to go to the clinic now?"
"No! I mean, no." Connor had practically yelled at Hank. "It's something I can handle once when get back home."
"Why does it have to wait?"
"The procedure will cause my thirium to leak and I don't want to make a mess."
"Oh, sure."
Relieved to have dissuaded Hank's worries Connor needed to wait three more hours before he could check his own body in the privacy of his own home.
Hank had respectfully not asked questions regarding Connor's health because he didn't want to stress the android out. After returning home Connor proceeded to walk into the bathroom and locked the door behind himself. Alone Connor pulled open his shirt once again and returned his hand to the forming bulge under his metal frame.
With a shaking hand Connor removed his skin and then opened the metal frame over his stomach. As he did a distinct bulge pushed out against the latex surface and into his palm. The bulge was only an inch and a half in size, but it noticeable to anyone who was looking for it. As the bulge was given the room it needed to grow the uncomfortable pressure in his stomach lessened immediately.
Connor tried to push the bulge back inside but he couldn't take the pressure and let it rest against his palm. He couldn't put his metal frame back with the bulge in the way which meant he couldn't conceal it beyond anything but his skin and clothing.
"What did that technician do to me?"
Removing the skin from his hand Connor ran another system check and he almost shouted in surprise as he hand flew away from the bulge. Falling backward against the wall Connor stared down at his bulging stomach
"What was that?!"
Still scared but needing to know what was happening to his body Connor returned his hand to the bulge and did another system check. As he did he encountered the same startling reading and he almost yelped again.
"...A heartbeat?"
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