Not really

You know you should be horrified but all you feel is a vague concern that you might have broken something without realizing. If fact, the more troubling aspect of your condition is the lack of emotion. You feel ... empty. Blank. It wasn't a sensation you particularly enjoyed. Was your condition getting worse? Or would you really have to pull stunts like last night to feel emotions? You browsed through the data on the flash drive while you stewed in your non-anger. You were able to identify five of the vials you'd apprehended from the lab:

M-55: A hormone cocktail meant to form strong attachments between the subject and whomever was with them during the effects. You smirk. It's basically a love potion. Or maybe an obedience potion? It's hard to tell from the notes.

R-15: A submission treatment designed to make the subject more compliant, though side effects ranged from "feminization" to "impaired intelligence". Side effects. Riiiight. This one was obviously a bimbofication/slavemaker cocktail. Your lip curls in disgust, (imagine if I'd pricked my finger on that one. Yuck.) followed by an evil sneer. You had it now. To use however you pleased. A shiver of excitement runs through you at the prospect.

R-21: An evolution of the bimbo treatment, this one was made to minimize the side effects of its predecessor while maximizing the subjects submissiveness and obedience. It looks like the culmination of all the research from both R-15 and M-55, the researcher documenting it seemed very proud of the accomplishment. There was an extensive guide on how to properly administer it for the best results. Hm ... you might have to come back to this one.

H-48: A "localized hormonal/nanotech rebuild" for the male genitalia. What. The. Fuck. Whoever was funding that lab must be having some difficulties in the bedroom. You quickly scroll past it.

P-34: The bigger, badder cousin of P-32 and well on its way to being an actual super-soldier serum. Instead of just boosting the adrenal glands like yours had, P-34 seemed to cause tissue density to skyrocket. Which lead to greatly increased strength and resilience at the cost of a significantly higher metabolic rate. The description noted that, while a kill-switch had been installed, P-34 subjects tended to become somewhat egomaniacal and resisted control more than previous iterations.

"Wow." You're quite impressed, meaning you'd probably have passed out if you were able to fully experience your emotions. These weren't even all of the vials you'd been able to retrieve. You might want to consider a career change: if you could pawn off even one of these as your own creation you'd be made for life. Then again, whoever had created them was probably searching for them ... or they would be if your friend under the bed hadn't blown up the lab. A wicked grin spreads across your face, "She just made me a very wealthy woman. I really should express my gratitude ... maybe with a vial of her own?" For the first time that morning you feel a strong pulse of emotion: Excitement. On cue, you hear a low groan from under the bed. Sounds like your "partner in crime" is waking up.