Fourth Trial

During college, three young chemistry majors met. As they got to know one another, they found that they all shared an interest in finding the perfect girlfriend and decided that by combining their efforts, they could use their knowledge and education to create a **** that would transform anyone into the perfect woman.

This is the story and log of their third human trial as they try to work out problems in the ****.

Ava stepped out of the car and turned back to the Uber driver, “Thanks for the ride!” She said to him as she shut the door. The driver smiled through the window, his eyes lingering on her figure as she turned to enter the building he left her at. Ava could feel his gaze as she approached the door, something she was more than used to.

The woman had spent a majority of her early years in front of crowds of gawking men, starting out as a model and working her way to the top of the industry. Unfortunately, fortune favored the young in this industry and now that she had reached her late thirties, she had trouble finding work.

Her breasts had never been particularly large compared to some of the women in her field, but considering she had natural DD’s worked to her advantage. Or at least it was until fashion trends shifted toward “young and perky” which the public didn’t realize was really, “young and plastic.”

The rest of her figure was fairly unremarkable, a somewhat narrow waist and average hips gave her a basic hourglass figures but not nearly enough to stand out compared to some of her colleagues.

She was surprised when the door swung open as she approached, thinking it was an automatic door but when she looked up, she saw a tall man in a lab coat.

“Hello, you must be Ava,” The handsome man said, “I am Dr. Johnson, it’s nice to meet you.”

Ava felt herself blush as she made eye contact with the man. Despite his age, he was what she called a “silver fox” due to his full head of graying hair. The doctor's graceful aging reminded her how she started out, and the numerous producers and promoters she had slept with to further her career as a young model.

“It’s nice to meet you too,” She said, stepping through the door and beneath his outstretched arm into the cool building.

Ava found herself in an empty waiting room, no one sat in the numerous chairs that lined the walls leading to an elevator next to a receptionist's desk.

“The office is usually closed today but there’s always one of us doctors here working on our research,” Dr. Johnson said as he strolled toward the elevator.

Ava followed closely, trying to keep up with his long stride. “What is it you guys are researching?” she asked.

“I’m glad you asked,” He said, looking back with a smile,” I trust you received the information packet on the **** we will be testing today?”

Ava reached into her small handbag and pulled out a crinkled up piece of paper, unfolding it she lifted it up and said, “This one?”

“That’s the one,” He responded, “just like the paper says, we are working on a **** that will enhance ones natural beauty while avoiding lengthy and costly plastic surgery.”

“You can do that?” she asked, still not quite believing it even though she had reread the packet numerous times.

“Well that’s the goal at least, we have had moderate success in previous trials but me and my colleagues believe we are reaching the final product.”

“So it’s safe?” Ava asked as he scanned a security card which caused the elevator door to swing open.

“Quite,” he said.

They both fell quiet as the elevator descended beneath the building.

“We are going really far down, huh?” Ava noted, after a brief awkward silence.

“Yes, this building is old which is why we picked it. As you know we require a certain amount of discretion so no one steals our product, hence the vagueness of our previous description,” He said, gesturing to the packet Ava had received, “Which I apologize for, but from here on out, I can promise full transparency.”

“Thank you doctor,” she said as the elevator came to a stop and slid open on silent tracks.

“If you will follow me,” Dr. Johnson said, leading her into the long hallway dotted with innumerable closed doors.

Ava followed as he took her to the first room and scanned his badge once more. The door popped open with a hiss, and he grabbed the handle. She was surprised to see an average looking examination room one would see at a doctors office, complete with a sink, stool and one of those firm beds covered by a thin sheet of paper.

“Please have a seat and I will go over the test we will be conducting today and answer any questions you may have,” Dr. Johnson said as he sat on the stool, rolling over to the counter with a sink and a single paper cup on it.

Ava listened and sat on the edge of the bed, her feet dangling beneath her. “So how is this going to work?” She asked

“Well it’s honestly quite simple,” He said, adjusting his wire framed glasses, “I will administer one pill to you and we will observe for any adverse reactions from a control room.”

Ava looked up and saw a small camera in the corner of the ceiling, “How long will it take to see results?”

“In previous trials, we see results in as few as fifteen minutes but it has taken up to an hour.” He said before continuing, “I am sure you are curious what changes will occur?”

“Yes,” Ava said, “I saw in the information packet that it will enhance natural beauty.”

“Indeed that is the goal, there is an expected change to most of you figure. There has not been a set change that will occur first but there will be a general increase to your breast and hip size, we have even seen changes to eye and hair color, lips and waist size.”

Ava felt her heart flutter a little, Can I finally compete with those younger women? She thought to herself.

“So how big will the enhancement be?” she asked.

“Of course, there is the saying that ‘Everyone is beautiful in their own way’ and we find that to be true as each person’s change is subjective and personal in their own way.”

“So how long will I have to stay here?” Ava asked.

“Well, we would like to hold you until the effects wear off, if that's okay with you.”

“Awww its only temporary?” She said disappointedly

“Yes ma’am, that is the intended goal of the ****.”

“Well can you send me home with some extra pills then? I would like a regular prescription if possible.”

“The **** is still in the trial stage but when it is complete, yes, I can make sure you receive regular shipments as a thank you for being a part of the trial.”

“You are so sweet.” She said, kicking on her charm.

“Now then,” Dr. Johnson said, “If you don’t mind, I need to get some information before we start, just some basic information to compare with the results.”

“Sounds great doc, let's get started!”

Third Trial Log.

SUBJECTS NAME: Ava Kash

AGE: 38

OCCUPATION: Model

BRA SIZE: DD-cup

HEIGHT: 5’10”

WEIGHT: 138 lbs

HAIR COLOR: Blonde

WAIST: 30 inches

HIPS: 42 inches

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