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{ASSM} Compound X13.1 {Yotna El'toub} (SciFi F/F F/f WS M/Tg mild zoo
(plot related)) 1/11
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WARNING: This story will contain situations and explicit language of
an adult nature and should be read only by those of a legal age to do
so. If you are a minor or object to stories of an adult nature, LEAVE
HERE IMMEDIATELY. Legal age local to the author is 18+ please abide to
your own local laws. Please note and understand the content codes for
this story.
 
The characters portrayed in this story are just that, characters in my
story.  Any similarities to real people are purely coincidental and
unintentional. The characters and situations portrayed are pure
fantasy; the author is keen to state that in reality adult sexuality
should remain only in the adult world. Please do not allow or cause
this story to fall in to the hands of minors.
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Compound X13.1 - a suitable candidate?
By Yotna El'toub

Chapter One: Beginnings?


It was getting late, and the background hum of the labs extensive
equipment was much quieter than it had been earlier in the day. Jenna
worked on, if she was to present a paper with any impact she needed to
find a compound with much more controlled activity than she had seen
so far!

This final batch of slides did seem to hold some promise; there was
plenty of vasodilatation localized to the rat's clitoris, which was
enlarged. Pretty hopeful; could his be the female equivalent of Viagra
she had hunted for months for? Jenna quickly e-mailed Jeff the crop
manager to ask for increased stocking of the source of the compound.
Her excitement was limited however, there was a problem; too much
non-specific binding, worse still the autoradiography indicated this
had clustered, sequestered even, around the brain stem.

Damn! What the hell was the drug associated with erectile
vasodilatation doing affecting nervous tissue deep in the brain? The
question haunted her, her tired brain mulled over the issue, but it
was no use, nothing surfaced. A sudden frustrated crash from the cage
behind Jenna reminded her that Taylor the chimp was still waiting for
her supper. Tay was clearly impatient! "O.K, O.K., I get the hint just
hang on and I will get your bowl"

That was when the mistake happened, it was simple overtiredness, and
Jenna left the lab without securing the sample vials. Taylor took the
opportunity, the closest yellow vial was reachable, only just, but
with determination the primate's fingertips flicked the container into
the cage. In a second the slimy yellow contents were gone. Taylor
grimaced, finding the taste bitter and scurried away from the other
vials.

Jenna walked back through the door to uncustomary silence, why wasn't
Taylor going "ape shit" as usual when the fruit bowl appeared?
Glancing in the cage, Jenna could see Taylor huddled in the far
corner, as far away from the labs lights as possible. Then something
shiny rolled towards the cage centre, something instantly
recognizable! "Oh shit, are you O.K. baby..." Jenna sprinted to the
Taylor's side.

Jenna looked closely at Taylor, "It's O.K. Tay, I'm only mad with me"
Taylor chattered softly back, head hung shamefully down. The light was
better now and Jenna could clearly see a pale yellow dampness
glistening on the chimp's lips. Jenna now knew the night would now be
even longer; she would need to observe Taylor for the next four hours
to be certain of the chimp's reaction to the compound. The rats had
responded within minutes, but this was a primate, it could take much
longer...

Jenna busied her self, titrating the compound on to transdermal
patches, a serial dilution from left to right. The first rat would get
an enormous dose on to its shaven back, the next nine progressively
less. This would be the first skin adsorption test, subcutaneous
injection had always been used in previous testing, but if this was to
be viable for humans a more acceptable formulation had to be found.
Out of the blue Jenna yawned, and stretching looked up to the lab
clock, "Jesus, 2am..." Six hours had whisked by.

Cautiously Jenna sidled up to the cage, and then laughed at her own
fear; Taylor was peacefully snoring in her straw matting bed, having
polished off the fruit hours ago. "Me too amigo" Jenna quipped as she
headed for the lab door, "See you in the morning"


Chapter Two: Feelings


Anita was not in a good mood as she dismounted from her cycle seat,
too much pressure, too little pay & Adrian was the limit! Last night
he was late home again, well over the limit & too horny. He wouldn't
take no for an answer, and although she had enjoyed the screwing, she
was now paying for it, "These early starts will kill me" she thought.
Pausing only to brush her dark hair the diminutive woman swiped her
security pass and slipped into the building.

An hour later at 6 am she started to a little feel better, the offices
were clean, and so were the side labs. This just left the main lab to
do, with any luck she'd be back in bed in 90 minutes. As Anita entered
the large lab she became aware of an odd smell, well not odd, a bit
familiar.... like a pile of old panties but stronger.

She cleaned in her normal efficient way from the entry door towards
the back of the lab. Eventually she approached the primate cage where
she saw a pool of slime in front of Taylor's cage; as usual the chimp
was still peacefully sleeping. Investigating the spill Anita bent
forward to examine the puddle, the smell was stronger, but the same as
earlier. Well it didn't look dangerous; Anita quickly gathered her
damp mop and started to clear the sticky mess up. To her surprise, she
was suddenly jerked violently upwards and backwards; her back slammed
in to the cage bars, winding her. The mop clattered to the floor

Whatever was gripping her was strong, and it held her firmly pinned.
Then she felt the hands slide down swiftly from her shoulders and
confidently massage her breasts. Her breath returned with a blast "Let
go of me you freak!" Anita's mind raced, a rapist must have broken
into the lab, hidden in the cage with the chimp and now he had snared
her!

With all her effort she let out an enormous shriek, and to her
amazement and relief it worked. The hands gave way just enough for
Anita to wrestle free. She picked up the mop as a makeshift weapon
spinning to face her assailant. Her mind stopped, flipped and
recoiled. It was Taylor! The primate shrugged and rapidly ran it's
hands down between its legs and firmly stroked the large nodule
glistening there. Then as Anita backed swiftly away Taylor twitched
violently, adding copiously to the secretions on the floor.

"Fuck this," shouted Anita and she turned to run. That was the last
thing she said, as her footing went, her monkey oiled trainers failed
to grip the tiled floor and slid out from under her. Anita sprawled
inelegantly; she stood unsteadily up, smashing her head on the nearby
corner of the lab bench in the process. Groggily, Anita collapsed on
to a padded stool and waited for her head to clear.

Taylor looked on still furiously masturbating, and for the first time
Anita realized that the animal had breasts, tiny sure, but noticeable
due to the long nipple and swell of skin of pushing out through the
contracting fingers the wayward chimps left hand. The other hand
diligently wanked on a darkened bud with glee. Taylor shuddered
violently and, Anita was sure of this, sprayed her come out of the
cage towards Anita's limp form. What immediately followed turned
Anita's stomach instantly; Taylor produced a strong jet of urine that
shot out of the cage and narrowly missed Anita's shocked face.

At least she thought it had missed, but now Anita felt something start
to trickle down her forehead, instinctively she wiped her brow. She
stared stupidly at her reddened hand, so monkey pee was red? Her mind
was instantly clearer, hang on - this was blood not pee! Anita needed
to see what she had done to her self! Gingerly using the mop for
support she made her way along the unlit corridor to the restroom. The
mirror confirmed her fears; an ugly 2-inch gash glistened above her
right eyebrow. She washed the gash and was able to stem the flow of
blood.

Remembering there was a first aid post in the lab she stumbled back to
the last place she wanted to go. Cautiously slipping through the
entrance she tiptoed to the cupboard avoiding the chimp's cage, it was
locked! Shit, would she make them pay! Health & safety would hear
about this, all of it! Anita rushed past the cage without looking; she
was desperate now to get out of this madhouse! On her way to the door
she brushed past the left hand side of the lab bench. Glancing down as
she hurried by she noticed the sticking plasters on the bench, picked
up the nearest one and carefully stuck it above her injured eye. Her
first bit of luck today!

The bike tore up the road with Anita peddling furiously for home. As
the pedals flew under her feet, the seam of her jeans rubbed through
her pants against her dark pussy hair and slick lips. Anita glided
around the sharp corner, and shifted suddenly in her saddle. That was
when she felt it; it exploded in her. She stopped, dropped from the
saddle and steadied her self, the last time she had an orgasm on her
bike she was ten. But what a come! She still quaked inside as the
juices soaked in to her denim-covered panties.

As the transit turned the corner Joe had just enough time to glimpse
the girl. Stood there with her hand wedged down her jeans humping
against her palm. Seconds later the van slid into the petite woman's
side and sent her sprawling headlong into a ditch. The bike tumbled
uselessly on to the road.

Joe sat still for one second thinking what to do, he shouldn't have
had that last drink, and he was bound to be over the limit this time!
He staggered to the side of the road and stared unbelievingly at the
woman's body. She was face down at the bottom of the ditch, the force
of the impact had torn her thin tee shirt and a generous boob with a
distended nipple poked out quite inappropriately. "Shit I'm out of
here" Joe rushed back to his vans seat hindered only by a semi hard-on
"God I'm a sick bastard sometimes" he thought accurately, he toyed
with the idea of going back and giving her a seeing to, but reality
was he needed to split. The cops had been setting mobile speed traps
around here and if he ran into them even he would find it hard to talk
his way out of this one.

Anyway it was her stupid fault, standing in the middle of the road
wanking! Probably some mental type out of that weird lab up the road,
he'd heard the rumors, Ade his mate from the pub never stopped yakking
about it! She was a sure goner anyway he reasoned, pity he wasn't in
to necrophilia, or he could have given her a ride! Joe giggled to
himself as the white van pulled away. "Sick you are man, SICK!" he
roared behind the wheel.

Chapter Three: Discovery


Sure enough Taylor was fast asleep when Jenna looked in on her at 9
am, that was normal; well at least that was normal, the lab certainly
wasn't. Instead of the usual polished, disinfected aroma the room
stank of stale urine and body fluids. "Looks as if there was some
response then Tay, I hope you enjoyed doing it more than I will enjoy
cleaning it up!"

Jenna donned her surgical gloves with a purpose and set about mopping
up the residues. Jenna noticed that close to the lab bench, where some
of the secretions had just reached, the floor was discolored, with a
pale purple tinge, "That's odd that's just the color the probe stains
X-13.1, I wonder...." Carefully Jenna pippetted some of the ape's body
fluid on to a microscope slide and titrated the buffered probe on to
the slime, the effect was immediate and shocking, as the pale purple
darkened and swirled on the slide. Taylor's come juice contained the
compound, in massive quantities!

How could this be? There could be no such synthetic pathway unless
there was a direct hormonal influence. Jenna decided to look at the
latest rat histology. Just as before tumenesence of the clitoris, and
the strange associated brain stem secretion - but this time in the
rats killed after seven more days exposure there were plaques densely
packed around the pituitary gland. At a higher magnification the
structures became clearer, the plaques were dispersed in normal
tissue, but there were vessels leading from the plaques directly into
the heart of the gland! "Holly shit! This thing is metabolizing
through the body for itself, like a virus or parasite..." Jenna thought
with increasing alarm.

It was now clear to Jenna that all the material needed to be
destroyed, the lab made sterile and the authorities notified. This was
a nightmare; far from producing a drug to enhance female sexuality she
had produced a chemical that could interfere with it, in ways that
were unknown and unpredictable. Thinking on her feet she realized to
guarantee her own safety she would need a Biohazard suit, anything
less and the lab clean up would be too risk adverse. In all her
meticulous planning she had never even considered a suit to be a
requirement for the lab, but it sure was now. Jenna walked to the
office and pulled down a few of the many suppliers catalogues, and a
phone call later it was organized, a suit would be with her first
thing on Friday and the clean up could start in earnest.

Returning to the lab Jenna saw that Taylor had awoken, she walked to
the cage and stroked the chimp's neck. "Hey you O.K. girl bit of a
heavy night?". Taylor responded in the normal way by reaching through
the bar to hold Jenna hand. But the hand wasn't Taylor's target her
palm swept over Jenna's bosom and grabbed, Jenna instinctively moved
back and just avoided the fingers clamping her breasts powerfully, but
her blouse & lab coat were well trapped!

It was a one sided tug of war the chimp proved too strong for the
fabric and with a load rip the garments gave and Jenna's breasts fell
free. The momentum swept Jenna away from the cage and she stumbled
blindly back into her lab chair. Stunned by what had just occurred
Jenna sat shaking uncontrollably.

In the cage Taylor went back to obsessively masturbating, masturbating
and staring right at the terrified doctor. For the first time Jenna
felt very uncomfortable around the chimp, there was direct eye
contact; Taylor was fueling whatever primate fantasy she was having
directly from her! Instinctively Jenna reached up and pulled what
remained of her tattered clothing across her naked breasts.

Jenna gradually noticed her behind felt warmer and then felt a
dampness seeping through her clothes; she glanced down between her
legs. Jenna had sat in a pool of fresh chimpanzee urine, which now had
soaked through her lab coat, skirt & panties. " Uggghhh, that's
disgusting Tay, we are going to have to calm you down some how!" Jenna
reached across the bench to the emergency dart gun, leveled it briefly
as she aimed at Taylor's body and gently pulled the trigger. Normally
Taylor would have been too canny for this simple approach, but she was
too lost in pleasuring her self to even notice.

As Taylor slumped to the cage floor Jenna strode forward to look more
closely at the chimp. Her digits were thickly coated in spent juices
and still twitched as if continuing to rub her self. On her chest her
nipples stuck upright, coated with yet more secretions and with much
more tissue mass than normally seen in a chimp of this young age. But
the shock was the extent of clitoral development; it was at least half
the length of one of the chimp's digits, and just as chubby. Jenna
dutifully noted the changes with some sadness, would Taylor always be
a threat to humans now she had become so sexualized?

Jenna needed to get out of these wet things, one of her pet hates was
animal urine, she handled too much of the damn stuff doing analysis,
let alone sitting in it! Jenna walked uncomfortably to the restroom in
her soggy attire. Once there she hurriedly stripped off her clothes
and stepped in to the shower cubical to scrub the offending excreta
from her smooth body. If she had been just a little more relaxed Jenna
would have noticed the once invisible stains on the lab coat she had
so recently discarded slowly turn a pale mauve, and then on to a
deeper shade of purple.

Part one of eleven
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Foot Notes
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I hope you have enjoyed reading this story as much as I enjoyed
writing it.  As always, feedback is appreciated, since it is my only
payment for my work. Please address comments to
yotna_eltoub@hotmail.com
 
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