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Chapter 8 by Aislutg Aislutg

“I’m a little confused…”

“…but no thanks!”

“Yeah … but no!”

Your protest is barely audible as your new, high-pitched voice squeaks out a feeble objection. The purple-skinned man's excitement turns to annoyance, and he grabs you by your neck, pulling you closer to his grinning face. "There will be no 'no' in the Micronaut Empire!" he snaps, his voice echoing in the vast chamber of machinery.

A quick knee to the groin convinces him to let go. You turn about and run over to your suit. The neural suppressor has nanites. Maybe they can reverse this! You stab the huge needle into your leg and hit the inititate button then dive into the excess biomass that is puddling on the ground and in you much too large suit.

Your body starts to melt and the liquid biomass shudders and surges as the new nanites start to work at altering your form to accord with that programmed in the neural suppressor. Its painful and gross. The nanite as litterally rebuilding your body - not transforming it as the had originally been designed to. Fortunately the nanite AI of the nueral suppressor takes precedence over that of the micronaut empires.

Its a body horror fever dream but you delirously sense that you are regaining a more normal sized body - at least that’s what you think is being created for you. You might just be going mad what withe the mental discombobulation and physical transmogrification.

You come out. Small but human sized. Purple skinned. Extremely large breasted and very voluptuously female. “Oh, goody. I’m big again!”

You stagger over to the airlock wheel, turn and open it and climb down and seal it before the micronaut empire can rally to capture you. You stand on the ladder, dripping warm globs of gooey biomatter. It's dark and scary.

But you’re free. For now. Your mind races with the implications of what you’ve learned. An entire civilization living within the station’s walls, unseen by the larger inhabitants? It’s mind-boggling and you feel a strange mix of fear and fascination. You know you can’t tell Castellanos and Jensen. They wouldn’t believe you. You hardly believe it!?

What's next?

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