Someone is approaching.

 You open your eyes and sit up *was that the door?* you think groggily, beside you Maul’s eyes open and he sniffs the air sharply before emitting a deep, rumbling growl and climbing to his feet; on your other side Miss Swift stirs and cracks open her eyes, she gives you a sleepy smile when she spies you, a smile that changes to an uncertain frown when she sees your tension and hears the low growl coming from Maul.

   “Someone is coming” Maul snarls, scrambling to his feet “Several humans, only one is a female” he adds as you and Miss Swift climb to your feet and move towards the cave entrance; you can hear them approaching now, the sounds of booted feet on grass and the whisper soft rustling of their clothes.

   Not bothering to dress you boldly step out of the cave and face the approaching party, Maul and the former headmistress a step behind you; there are five of them, four burly human men clutching tranquilizers rifles surrounding a tall, buxom woman with short fiery red curls, you recognize her immediately; Naomi Cameron, Head of Security at the Paisley Compound and a monster hunter of enormous skill and experience.

Naomi’s face was icy cold “Have the lupine and its cubs put on a cargo plane and returned to the island facility, immediately” she looks at Miss Swift, standing there as naked as the day she was born and clearly having recently been fucked; the red haired woman’s face goes even colder and her voice is thick with contempt “Send that slut to the monster labs, she has been stripped of her duties and is now breeding stock”

   Finally her eyes settle on you “Get dressed and meet me in lab 3 in ten minutes, you have a mission to begin” with that she turns and storms out of the enclosure, you can’t help but notice just how delectable her ass looks in her tight pants as she strides away from you.

    Two of the guards immediately seize Miss Swift and begin dragging her away, she curses and howls at them with shrill fury, thrashing in their grasp though to no avail.  You and Maul barely notice, the two of you are staring into each others eyes, saying with a look what would take a thousand words to say.   After a long minute Maul lowers his eyes and growls “Say goodbye to the children before you go.”  Your heart feels like it’s going to break as you look down on the sleeping forms of your pups and give them a gentle caress, they stir in their sleep but don’t wake “Goodbye my sweets, remember your mother loved you very much” you whisper to them before turning away.

   Lab 3 was one of the largest in the facility; a vast, low roofed room that was, despite its size, packed almost full of stuff, with a variety of tables laden with strange implements, computers, equipment and there in the middle of the room, for some reason a half a dozen large rectangular mirrors had been arranged in a circle, all of them facing inwards.  

“You’re late” Naomi’s voice is cold, she turns away from you and shouts “Dr. Rupert!!”

   One of the many white coated figures hurries over towards the pair of you; he was an almost painfully accurate stereotype of a nerdy scientist; thick glasses, spotty complexion, pasty skin, pudgy body and an almost frightening gleam of brilliance visible in his eyes.

    “Yes Ms. Cameron?” he murmurs, ogling your half hidden tits for a moment before looking at the security chief “This is Heather” she gestures at you “She needs a type 3 body shape adjustment before we begin transport”

   Dr. Rupert nods and leads the two of you across the room to a machine; it has a dozen display screens and a panel of lights and dials but the main part seems to be little more than a metal ladder fastened to a thick, transparent cylinder full of a translucent pale blue-green fluid.   Attached to the inside of the top hatch of the tube is a device that looks like nothing more than the unholy crossbreeding of an octopus and a small robot, being little more than a head sized orb possessing a dozen, long tentacle like limbs, each tipped with some kind of complex instrument.  “Take of your clothes” Dr. Rupert tells you brusquely, “What?” you ask incredulously ”Take off your clothes and get in the tube” he repeats impatiently “The fluid and the probes will scan your entire body, detect its shape and then modify it” he blinks, then adds “Well, to a limited degree anyway”

   You flush in embarrassment as you strip off the jumpsuit and climb naked into the tube, the thick gel inside is icy cold and you can feel you nipples hardening from the chill as you slip into the ooze.  Dr. Rupert’s voice comes from a speaker above you “The sensory fluid is oxygen rich and is perfectly breathable, what were going to do now is pump in enough that you are floating and then we will begin the scan”  

   Naomi murmurs something to him, to softly for you to hear and then he presses a button on the console before him and the machine above you emits a deep whirring noise and the snake like limbs come to life, some of them seizing your limbs tightly and the others beginning to explore your body *What are they doing?!* You think frantically as one of the tentacles begins to probe at your vagina *What is it doing?*, you can feel yourself rapidly growing wet as the machine continues to probe, massage and caress your helpless body. 

You thrash gently in the thick ooze and let out a gurgling scream as the thick limbs of the robot begin to slide in and out of your tight snatch; you wail again as another one slowly works itself into your tight ass.  The two quickly settle into a rhythmic motion, pounding in and out of your holes and quickly wringing a powerful orgasm from you, a second is wrung from you as well, before the machines movements begin to slow, at last coming to a halt and releasing you and leaving you floating weakly in the thick ooze.

   “You can get out now” the doctors voice comes from the speakers above you again and you **** yourself to open the hatch, pull yourself up out of the tank and climb back down to the labs floor. 

“Well, that worked” Dr. Rupert’s voice is tight and a little hoarse, you look into the mirror beside the machine and your eyes widen in shock.  You have the body of a model now; high perky breasts topped with deep red nipples, long slender legs leading to a beautiful, hairless snatch, a taut muscular stomach and long, glossy golden blonde hair.

   “Good, let’s get on with the briefing then” Naomi’s voice is as cold as ever but you would swear that her eyes had lingered on your body too long to be merely academic interest in the procedure’s results. 

She tosses you some clothes and you quickly pull them on, it turns out to be a Paisley issue combat suit, cut resistant fabric and with thin, armoured patches over your vital areas and a heavy utility belt.

   “Good, grab this and let’s go” Naomi tosses you a heavy pack and turns away, heading towards the circle of mirrors.  “This is a portal access system; it will take you to an identical system set up about a mile away from the portal in South America” she smiles at you with false sweetness as you step into the device “Good luck dear” you hear her say before the world vanishes in an eruption of white light and a sound like a thousand lions roaring at once.