Lab Rats

Maria stared at Lois, who was four-fingers deep in her cunt. She swallowed, blushed.

"Some people want to disappear. Some people don't like who they were." The pink-and-purple haired woman said. Lois started to work her fingers in and out, a steady rhythm.

"Do you know what happened to them?" The reporter said.

"Y-yes." Maria clamped down on the hand with her thighs. Lois put her hand on the barmaid's knee and gently pried her legs back apart. She withdrew her hand until just the tips of the fingers were still inside Maria...then added her thumb, and pushed forward.

"Tell me, Maria," Lois felt her knuckles scrape against the barmaid's labia.

"I wasn't always a woman." the barmaid gasped. "I wanted to be. I tried to be. But it was hopeless. Something I'd never achieve, you know? Not conventionally. Diet, exercise, surgery, tucking, makeup... just a busty boy, at best. But we live in a world of miracles. Alien technology. Magic. There are solutions out there, for people like me, if you look hard enough...if you're willing and able to pay the price. I was willing."

She moaned as Lois leaned forward, and felt the sudden pressure as the reporter's knuckles slid inside her. The reporter waited, to let the woman get used to the size. Part of her admired the way the shaven cunt gaped around her hand, wondered if Maria had ever been spread this far open before. She felt her own pussy drip in response. Another, smaller part of her was horrified at what she was doing—but the info was almost as juicy as Maria.

Lois looked at the naked barmaid. Her breasts seemed real—small, but indisputably feminine, as was her long lean form, the shape of her bones and skull—nothing androgynous at all. The pussy around her hand appeared au natural. No scars, no ill-formed shapes or even abnormally bulging clitoris. It was as perfect as an anatomy textbook drawing.

"What price?" she asked.

"The club is a front for a lab," Maria said, in a hoarse whisper. "Real mad-scientist shit. A corporation testing something they back-engineered from somewhere else. They needed test subjects." She met Lois' eyes once again. "I volunteered my body for science. Became a lab rat. I let them do anything to me—just for a chance to be who I always wanted to be. And they did. And I did."

Lois pressed her hand forward again, and Maria almost let out a scream. The reporter didn't stop until she felt the warm, wet flesh close around her wrist.

"Th-the White Room!" Maria moaned. "They took me into the White Room! That's how they get to the lab for the procedures. Oh gods."

Lois felt, as much as heard and saw, it when Maria came. Her pussy clamped down around her hand like a vise, so tight it hurt. Lois shuddered herself, almost ready to have an orgasm and she hadn't touched her own clit yet. She wrapped her free arm around Maria, and the young woman hugged her as she rode out the orgasm. Lois could feel her pulse through the barmaid's burning cunt.

"Maria?" she said. "I'm going to take my hand out now. And then," she kissed Maria gently on the mouth. "I need you to take me..."