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Chapter 7 by Redrover5890 Redrover5890

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Prep for their new identities

*disclaimer* Sorry for the shorter chapter. Things have been hectic here.

“Lazarus tanks were the top of the line in cosmetic procedures. They were invented by Vernon Trexil, and the government quickly paid him more money than anyone should have. In the simplest terms, these pods allow the body to absorb a gel that can add layers of fat to certain parts of the body. So it can’t make a person stronger or taller. But it could give someone a beer belly or really fat feet. Or what Trexil had in mind, giving women the curves they wanted without having to go under the knife.” The devices looked like pods straight out of an alien spaceship. “The patient is sedated and fitted with a breathing apparatus. Once the pod is closed, a purple gel-like fluid is pumped into the tank and heated up to 115 degrees to ensure maximum pliability. The patient is left in the gel solution for 13 hours. The gel is a new compound that is easily absorbed through the skin to the fat layer of the body. Once the gel is absorbed into the body, a clear plastic mold is placed over the subject. This mold is the desired shape of the new body. Once the body is secured in the mold, the temperature slowly drops 30 degrees F over the course of 5 hours. The tank is then brought up to standard body temperature of between 96-98 °F before the mold is removed and the patient is awakened and removed. The solution is water based , so unlike fat, it will slowly get absorbed into the body after three weeks.”

Jasper explained as he led the group out of the living room and helped prepare them for the procedure. Natalie sat back to talk to Samuel.

“You can’t be serious about letting Milo be Paris, can you?” She asked her team lead and old friend

“Why can’t I? The little shit has been nothing but trouble since we saved his life. If he wants to play this role, then we should let him!”

“But he doesn’t understand what he signed up for.”

“Then he shouldn’t speak without thinking.”

“Is this really the best time to teach some trust fund kid a life lesson?”

This caused Samuel to pause for a minute. Was he letting his emotions get the better of him? Maybe. But the cruise ship was basically safe and the disguise would be good enough. Worst case scenario is Milo gets himself killed, best case scenario Milo has to pretend to be some kind of dumb slut in front of his wife and ruins his marriage. Those seemed like good enough odds for Samuel.

“ We need them to cooperate, and this was their plan,” Samuel said matter-of-factly. “I’m giving them what they want”.

Natalie didn’t like this. She knew these two, that she was sworn to protect didn’t know what they signed up for. Samuel wasn’t usually this emotional. “This Devon girl must have really done a number on him” she thought to herself as she followed Samuel to where Jasper was explaining the process to Devon and Milo.

“So it’s going to make me fat?”

“Basically”

"I don't want to be fat," Devon said, hesitant.

“Only where we want fat. It will be fine.”

“So I’m going to have man boobs?” Milo asked skeptically.

“Well, Paris, on you, I think they will just be boobs,” Samuel said, causing Milo’s jaw to drop and shoot him an angry look.

“Whatever,” he huffed and looked back at the pods. Milo knew that even if he looked ridiculous with man boobs, the embarrassment he would make Samuel feel would be well worth it.

"Take these," the tech guy said, handing them each a pill. "It's a mild sedative. Jump in the tanks. You'll wake up when the procedure is done, and we can move on to phase two."

“Phase 2?” They both asked in unison.

“Yeah, phase 2bIs this the phase where we build a history”

“I thought you already built our identities?” Milo asked, confused and a little concerned.

“Identities, yes, but history is more of the evi…”

“We are running out of time! Our cruise leaves in just over 48 hours. We need to move.” Samuel cut him off. Milo didn’t need to know what the next steps were; he just needed to get in the tank. He is going to find out soon enough.

Both Milo and Devon climbed into the futuristic pods and were given a rather large pink pill.

“Once you take those pills, you’ll quickly drift off to sleep. When you wake up, we should be in Austin.”

“Austin?!” They were surprised.

“We can’t just wait here for you to finish. Our cruise leaves for the Caribbean in less than 48 hours. Did you not hear me say this 5 minutes ago?” Natalie barked following her boss's lead to stop with the pleasantry and continue on with the mission. “You too will have your procedures while we drive to Austin. We can’t fly because a plane literally blew up less than 12 hours ago. Airport security is too intense right now. So please take the pill and get into the tank”. They both looked at each other and took their “medicine “.

Milo felt afraid. He didn’t like not being in control. It reminded him of his childhood. He knew that this was going to be ok. Things always seemed to turn out for him; why should this be any different? Except it did feel that way. He slowly drifted off. Devon felt the exact opposite. She was excited; she had wanted an adventure for so long, and now she had it! She couldn't wait to see what she looked like when her transformation was complete. It didn’t take long for both of them to drift off to sleep.

“Alright, both patients have fallen asleep. Once we get the respirators inserted, we can start the procedures,” Jasper continues, “Alright, subject one, Devon Lancaster, will be using the Beck's protocol. Previous body measurements were 28-inch hips 22-inch waist, and 32-inch bust; new measurements are 34-inch hips, 23-inch waist and 34-inch bust. Cup size will remain the same, but over that will be enough fluid to smooth out wrinkles she may have, as well as making her skin seem tighter but still young and supple. Lips will be plumped slightly as well. Overall, her new body should fit the bill. Actually, them switching profiles may end up helping us because Milo or Paris is going to need much more fluid, so we can use some of the leftovers from Devon or Becks, because she won’t need as much to turn into Becks as she would need for the Paris profile.” Samuel had been the only team member to stay back with Jasper while the rest of the team prepared for the move. “Good” is all he said as he watched a version of the “mold” for Devon’s new body. It looked perfect; he hoped she was pleased with the final result.

“Ok, subject two. Milo Lancaster. Body measurements: 22-inch hips, 23-inch waist, 26 26-inch chest. New measurements: 40-inch hips, 25-inch waist, 34-inch bust. Cup size set to increase from no cups to E.”

Samuel heard all of this while staring at the monitor. He thought Devon’s body was perfect in a natural way, like a sunset. But Milo’s body would be perfect but almost too perfect, that it can’t be real. If Devon was a sunrise, Milo would be a CGI sunrise for some sci-fi movie equally beautiful but clearly not real. His body had virtually no fat on it. And the muscles he did have were long and lean. His body had been trained to travel great distances, so it was lean and lightweight. Samuel has seen these tanks used before, and he knew how the “new fat” reacted when it got put directly into to muscle. It would jiggle even more than if those curves were natural. This technology was useful but not perfect. The new layer of fat would sit on the hard muscle like oil on a smooth stone; it just becomes slick and slides more. If there’s already some fat, it has more to bind with and moves naturally. Samuel had to hold back a laugh as he pictured Milo trying his best and failing at getting his new ass and tits to not jiggle whenever he moved. The thought also caused the slightest jiggle in his trousers.

“Alright, subjects are fully submerged and breathing steadily,” Jasper announced, “ let’s get them moved”.

“I just got off the phone with my contact in Phoenix. They have a prosthetic we can use. I will break off from you guys in Arizona to pick it up. We will rendezvous in Austin before we begin phase 3,” the female agent said as she entered the room, hanging up her cell phone.

“Perfect, phase three will be limited until you meet back up. We will hold off on some content till you return. We will need the prosthetic and you to complete phase 3. But, we have plenty of work to start on”.

“Good, I’m going to load up into support vehicle A and see you boys on the road.”

Samuel and Jasper got to work detaching the hoses from the now-empty gel containers and unlocked the wheels as they rolled them into a moving van, where they were connected to batteries. Next up was Austin and phase 3, building the historical evidence to complete the new girls' back stories.

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