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[Knight Errant]

"... just exactly what are you smoking? I dont need to be 'liberated'... except from this nuthouse."

[Nikki]

"So what are you doing to him?" Joanna asks.

[AshK]

"Huh? How are we going to teach this stranger? Though he does seem a bit familiar somehow." She says.

*Somehow it seems like Grace is having a hard time remembering what she used to be.*

[Evra]

esra watches "but i cant teach anything" she says looking at the nurse

[Mystic Mina]

Mitchell tries to fight against his body, but it proves to be a losing battle. He continues to breath in the red stuff.

"I'll.... Kill you...." He manages to sputter between each suck.

[muffinstud]

Mitchell continues his labored and extensive breathing, and his skin starts to itch and feel tight all over. Miss Friday grins. "I'd like to see you try."

The nurse keeps reading from the clipboard. "Isn't it obvious? He's going under the same treatment you did. And I'm not going to teach him a single thing. You will take tests though, all of you, and if she fails, all of you will be punished. So learn your lessons well, or feel the consequences. Oh, and this isn't a nuthouse, it's a reasearch laboratory. There is a difference."

[Mystic Mina]

Mitchell can feel the crawling sensation spread over his skin. Is this what it's like to die? Or is this something else altogether?

"What.... What are you doing to me?"

[muffinstud]

"I'm not harming you, if that's what you're afraid of. As for what exactly...You'll see soon enough."

Mike's breathing finally returns to normal, but his chest feels like it's still held out in one of those long breaths. He can feel pressure building up there, along with a queasy feeling in his stomach.

[Evra]

esra yawns watching whats going on "those dreams i had were thos put there or were they real?"

[Mystic Mina]

Knowing now that whatever fate they've planned for him is inevitable, Mitchell does what any pissed off man would do in his position. He gives the girls the middle finger and yells at the top of his lungs "**** YOU!"

[muffinstud]

Miss Friday grins wider. "You do have spunk, don't you? I wonder how you'll turn out..."

Mitchell should notice blond hair just barely reaching into his vision. The back of his head feels a little heavier, and something soft tickles his shoulders. His arms lose a little of their mass, as do his feet and legs. Pressure continues to build in his chest, and now he can feel a tugging sensation at his nipples. It feels odd, but nice at the same time.

[Mystic Mina]

"Wha- What is this!?" Jasper yells as he grasps a lock of his now blond hair with his hand. This has to be a trick or something, right? Yeah, that's right? They're making him trip out with chemicals so he can spill top secret info! "Heh heh.... I get it. None of this is real! You can't fool me! You CAN'T!"

[muffinstud]

"Oh, it's very real. You have no idea how much more real this is going to get."

Tugging at his nipples feels better and better as time passes, and the pressure reveals his chest is pushing itself out slowly but surely into two pert lumps. His waist thins and his butt and hips feel a little thicker. Above all, his stomach feels like something is churning inside and a slurping sound comes from his groin.

In the viewing room, a nurse opens a door to what looks like an elevator and motions the girls inside. "You can watch the process finish itself, or you may leave now. Your choice."

[Evra]

nurse are the dreams im having real or fake" she asks wanting an awnser

[muffinstud]

The nurse shrugs. "I've never had dreams that weren't mine. I guess they're real. You're not seeing Freddy Kruger in them, are you?"