Chapter 3

Reina set her coffee down, and stood from her chair as three knocks echoed from her office door.

Opening the door revealed a small nurse who'd jumped at Reina's presence.

"Heh...hello Doctor, here is your dinner." The nurse barely looked Reina in the eye as she handed over the covered plate. But as the nurse's shyness seemed to overtake her, she quickly glanced up and past the Doctor's shoulder, and what she saw caused a noticeable change in her disposition. She went from shy to awe-struck.

"That will be all, nurse." Reina stepped to the side to cover this little woman's view into the offce, and the nurse quickly retreated back to her cart, and said, "Yes ma'am, thank you ma'am," without giving the Doctor another look.

The doctor returned to her desk with her plate after closing the door to the hall. The room was completely dark, except for the massive display in front of her desk. Covering the far wall of her office were eighteen, twelve-inch screens that shone down on her as she placed her dinner down in front of her chair, and took a seat.

Reina scanned each display from atop her glasses, as she leaned down every few seconds to take a bite of her salad. The commotion from earlier had forced her to postpone her meals, and had led to a general lack of organization on her part. Scarfing down the salad, and dabbing at her lips with the tiny napkin from her plastic utensils packaging, Reina pushed the plate aside, and began to cycle through each patient in order.

And the doctor was pleased to find that each young woman displayed on the screens in front of her was behaving as she'd expected.

All except one.

While the first 17 patients behaved as they usually did this time of night, lying curled in their beds, reading, stretching, exercising, number eighteen had behaved differently than usual.

And it was at this realization that Reina reached for her coffee, took a sip and then paused as she began to think back, staring into nothingness. She had tried to approach her evening routine as just that: routine. But she couldn't ignore what had bothered her since this afternoon, any longer. Thoughts of Shiori had clouded her attempts at productivity since the early afternoon, and now, seeing Shiori sitting on her bed with her back turned to the celing camera, Reina began to rewind through the past week's footage of Shiori in her room.

Monday: Shiori sat in bed, waving up to the camera enthusiastically. The rest of the day featured her routine examination, eating her afternoon delivery, lying in bed, exercise, more lying in bed.

Tuesday: The same.

Wednesday: The same.

Thursday: Outdoor day, and then more or less, the same.

Friday: Reina saw herself enter the room in black and white, Shiori hugged her and Reina noticed her own hands pushing Shiori away lightly.

Saturday: Comunal outdoor time, and Shiori had been out of room for most of the day.

Today: Her afternoon delivery had arrived late, and Shiori writhed in bed, clutching her stomach as she moaned (silently on the display). Reina fast forwarded through the mess to Shiori's examination...and to when Shiori dropped her robe.

Reina no longer needed to look at the security footage. She remembered the next few moments vividly.

Shiori's pink robe lay bundled on the floor as Reina beheld her, the young woman clad in nothing but her cloneblade bracelet around her left wrist. Just one moment, a quick up and down of Shiori's body made Reina inhale sharply, and look down at her clipboard. She took her pencil to the paper and...

She couldn't formulate her thoughts. She even noticed Shiori adjusting, touching herself in Reina's peripheral vision. And while this went on, Reina just began to scribble, pretending to write, until she could form the simple phrase:

Shiori has developed.

Upon writing this, Reina felt a pleasurable, shameful lurch around her heart, then deep in her gut. From that a warm feeling began to spread over her.

She breathed deeply, slowly.

She hadn't felt embarassed around any of the patients, or Shiori, ever before.

Shiori watched her. Reina could feel her eyes on her.

Reina realized she hadn't gone through the regular procedure.

"Is something wrong doctor?" Shiori asked, in a slightly worried tone.

Reina looked into Shiori's eyes and shook her head, brushing back a lock of her black hair that had begun to hang over her face.

The Doctor collected herself as she began to walk slowly around Shiori, observing her.

Shiori's head slowly turned, keeping her gaze locked onto Reina as she circled her patient. Reina took a moment to look up at Shiori, the young woman's short, brown hair hanging lightly over her head. Like Reina's hair was when she was young. Like looking at an old photograph of herself.

The rest of her, however, had begun to change.

Shiori's body for the six years she had been present at the institue had slowly grown to look more and more like Reina's. She had grown quicker than the average woman, her strength and flexibility proving to be quite promising, leading to the administration of Shiori's cloneblade bracelet. This made her one of only two patients who'd proven to live up to the weapon's demands, unfortunately neither patient one, nor Shiori had been able to tap into the blades' powers, the former of the two having been a severe disappointment, lying huddled in her bed for most days, as Reina saw her now. But Shiori had continued on as her usual self, and up until now, Cloneblade clutched firmly around her wrist, the resemblence that Reina saw in Shiori, had been like looking into her bathroom mirror after stepping out of her shower. Now, at 20 years-old, Shiori had Reina's body, which was to be expected, since the blue agent that had been administered to her had been the only delivery that contained Reina's own DNA. Over six months, since trials with her new supplement had begun, her cells had been bombarded with Reina's own, along with the cocktail of nutrients and growth suplements that filled every teaspoon of agent blue. Apart from the other patients, who'd received a modest amount of nutrients, Shiori was the variable, with her growth and health nutrients boosted, and was expected to become more like Reina than the others thanks to the amino acids in her supplements that would learn to copy Shiori's DNA into Reina's own. The doctor expected some variance in behavior since the trials with agent blue had begun.

But this recent...development, was unexpected, and as Reina looked up and down Shiori's changed body, strolling to look at her from behind, Shiori slowly turned to face the doctor head on, preventing her from reaching her backside.

She was hiding something.

Reina stood up straight, and looked Shiori in the eyes.

A smile. A naive look.

Reina looked down at the rest of her, and before she could tell Shiori to stand still, she noticed the young woman slowly walking backward toward her bed, gaze fixed onto Reina.

Reina couldn't help glancing over Shiori's body as she did so, and noticed her waist, pinched-in to slightly inside the line her shoulders made, while her hips swelled wider than her bust. This was the most dramatic change. Shiori had gone from a young woman with barely noticeable curves, to someone who had a dramatic in and out from her waist to her hips, which swayed side to side as she moved. Shiori stood erect, her shoulders pulled back, her bosom presented to Reina, her flesh trembling gently with each step she took back to the bed. Her skin, a shade pinker than Reina's pale, flourescent complection, rubbed gently onto the bed sheets as she sat, and crossed her long, naked legs. Her trunk-like thighs forced her knees to rise higher than her waist, and point to her abdominals which flexed slightly. Shiori pulled her arms back to rest gently on the surface of the bed behind her, propping up her body, pressing her chest forward.

Shiori's head cocked to the side, and Reina swallowed and quickly blinked to look back at her patient's face.

Shiori was grinning, widely.

"Doctor!" she chastised, as if Reina's behavior had been scandelous. "I've never seen you behave like this before!" Shiori seemed pleased by this.

Reina looked down at the floor. She reminded herself of why she'd come here, of her goals for Shiori. She huffed a sharp breath through her nose and looked back up to Shiori.

"Stand up Shiori. That's an order."

Shiori's smile persisted. Her eyes lowered slightly as she looked down at herself. Her legs uncrossed as she stood back up.

"Turn around" ordered Reina.

Shiori remained still, her smile slightly fading.

"Now."

"I will..." Shiori began to say, as her gaze turned to the man with his back turned. "...if he leaves."

Reina's eyes squinted, her brow furrowing in confusion.

"I don't understand."

"That's the deal."

"This is absurd Shiori," Reina reached for Shiori's wide hip to force her to turn and felt Shiori's hand clutching her wrist, the two women's bracelets clicking against one another.

"Doctor!" Shiori giggled.

Reina pulled from Shiori's grip, and turned to the guard.

"You, leave."

The guard began to turn to the doctor.

"Don't look!" growled Shiori, and the guard immediately bolted for the door, his head falling to the ground as he did.

Once the steal doors had clanged shut, and the two were alone, Reina looked back to Shiori, one eyebrow cocked in question.

Shiori, blushed. "Now doctor, I..."

"Turn." Reina muttered.

Shiori suddenly seemed bashful as she slowly shifted to turn.

Reina searched Shiori's back, her muscular growth seemed normal, until she reached her lower back, and her bottom...

There had been a massive change. Reina could barely believe what she was seeing.

"Doctor..." Shiori murmered over her shoulder, as Reina went to her clipboard.

Before she could think what to write, Reina made a double take to make sure she had seen what she did.

Her heart fluttered.

She took a deep breath, as she realized Shiori's glutes had grown.

No. Not just that, the flesh of her bottom had expanded and filled out, growing shapely, the grooves of her muscles pushed out from her body, swelling with strength. Her hips had expanded outward by roughly an inch, resulting in a more voluptuous form to Shiori's lower half. Something Reina had never reached in her own body.

Reina returned to her clipboard.

Glute growth has occured, flesh and muscle has grown seemingly overnight. Slight stretch marks around the hips. Shiori's legs and buttocks have grown fuller, more substancial. Stronger.

"Doctor?" Shiori broke Reina from her stuper.

Reina looked back up to Shiori, the young woman's short brown hair falling lightly over her the back of her jaw.

"I...I don't know what happened."

"Have..." Reina wasn't sure what to say, so she continued the examination.

"How have you been feeling today, Shiori?"

Shiori returned to staring in front of her as she cheerily said, "Fine, Doctor. I was hurting earlier before lunch, but...now I feel great."

"Great? As in different than usual?"

"I..." Shiori paused, her breathing changing slightly.

Reina's gaze narrowed as she waited for Shiori's answer.

"I feel good...when you're close to me like this." And with that, Shiori began to turn.

Reina took a step back, as she was greeted with Shiori's full figure again.

Shiori slightly smiled. "And...I like this change. It feels...fuller. Stronger."

Reina took to her clipboard and recorded this, trying to avoid Shiori's penetrating gaze.

By the time the doctor had finished writing, she looked up, and saw Shiori quickly stop, having slightly closed the distance between them while Reina wasn't looking.

Reina had to move along with the exam, and get out of the room. Shiori was acting strangely, and Reina didn't want to take any more chances with her tonight. Especially when they were alone.

"Reach your arms out in front of you."

"You don't have anything to say about my change, doctor?" Shiori huffed.

"Do it, Shiori. No more of this".

Shiori abandoned the questioning, sighed and shot her arms out in front of her, palms up, elbows bent, arms at 90 degrees.

"Lets begin your strength test for today."

Reina shoved the clipboard under her arm and placed her palms on Shiori's. She noticed the young woman's breathing hitched, her eyes widening.

The doctor ignored this as she instructed Shiori, "Resist my palms as I push down."

Shiori didn't blink as her mouth slowly opened, Reina slightly hearing her breath in the quiet, sterile room.

Reina pushed, angrily, tired of Shiori's insubordination.

Her arms didn't budge. She continued pushing, looking down at Shiori's arms, then back up to Shiori, who just stood, eyes now heavily lidded, lips slightly parted.

Reina was surprised. With this much force, Shiori's posture should have relented. But rather than stand in her surprise, realizing there had been a few too many surprises that day, Reina let go and said,

"Good, now reverse." Reina placed her palms face up, in the position Shiori had just taken.

"Press down on my palms, Shiori."

The young woman slowly placed her palms back onto Reina's, her bracelet mirroring Reina's own, which had begun to show under her labcoat. Shiori began to press down.

Reina barely saw Shiori's muscles move, or her posture change, but regardless, the amount of force that was being exerted onto Reina's hands was incredible. Like the weight of an adult man being lowered into her hands, Reina struggled to push back up. Her hands began to lower under Shiori's unrelenting force, as Reina took a slight step back with one leg to gain more leverege.

Nothing changed. Shiori continued to press heavily down, and Reina noticed she was getting closer and closer. Her face now directly in front of hers.

"You have to try, doctor," Shiori murmured in a low voice.

Shiori clutched at Reina's hands now, their arms now completely lowered, Shiori's chest pressed into the doctor's.

Reina tried to remove herself from Shiori's grip, but the young woman's fingers held like steel around her own.

"Shiori..." Reina muttered, through clenched teeth.

"Doctor, look at me." Shiori commanded, no more the naive little girl.

Reina was shocked as she looked back up to see Shiori's face, now her eyebrows raised in the middle, a sort of sad, longing in her eyes.

"I...I feel you doctor."

Reina had ceased her resistence as she felt Shiori's breath on her own lips.

"I love it...and..."

Shiori's hands quickly jerked to Reina's pelvis, her forehead now pressed against the doctor's.

She panted as she gritted out, "I want more of you."

With that Reina stumbled back and called for the guard, struggling with all her strength to release herself from Shiori, who's gaze was now wild, pupils dilated.

"I love the way you smell, doctor." Shiori released Reina's right hand, took her own, and grabbed Reina's sex through her pants, gripping hard, then rubbing.

The steel doors slammed open, as Reina and Shiori turned to look at the guard, who had now been joined by two others.

Shiori released Reina and ran for the sheets on her bed, covering herself back up. She looked between the guards and Reina, eyes wide, frightened.

Reina ran to the guards, and once she was safely behind them, she said

"Put her back in bed, restrain her if you have to."

The guards charged into the room, grabbing at Shiori who barely resisted, as her gaze locked onto Reina's.

"That won't be necessary. I'm all ready for bed," giggled Shiori, as two of the guards grabbed her arms, the other pulling her body to the bed.

Reina watched as the guards fumbled with Shiori, who shouted, "Goodnight Doctor" moving Reina to storm out of the room. Shiori's voice echoed down the hall as she repeated, louder, "Goodnight Doctor!"

The steel doors slammed shut.