A Meeting with Ms.Tanaka

The last class of the day, World History, was the only one Annie and I had together. Unfortunately, we sat two rows apart and Old Mrs.Peterson refused when Annie asked to switch seats.

The sparkly pink bimbo pouted as Sam bounced in my lap, her blue tongue stuck out childishly. Annie gasped, affronted, and stuck out her own. I shook my head.

Mrs.Peterson nearly gave me a heart attack when she crossed her arms and cleared her throat at me.

"Can you please be a little quieter there, Mason. I know it's the end of the year put that doesn't mean we can get lazy now!"

I put a hand over Sam's mouth as she cackled. "Sorry Ma'am, won't happen again."

The old woman gave us a nod and turned back to discussing the ramifications of the Cold War like I'd only been tapping my desk too loudly.

An hour later, Annie led us to Ms.Tanaka's office and knocked a cheery rhythm. The woman herself poked her head out and looked up and down the hallway with suspicion. Dark brown eyes framed by silky black hair and large glasses pierced me.

"Are you the Anomaly, then?" She whispered, flinching back when a student came out a few doors down. They didn't even glance in our direction.

"...Yes? Are you alright, Ms.Tanaka?" The tall, willowy woman was jittery and disheveled. Her floral blouse was rumpled with mismatched buttons and her pencil skirt had been twisted around. Even her elegant braid had come loose.

She glanced down and gained a brilliant blush on her pale cheeks. The door slammed shut. When I turned a questioning look at the girls Sam shrugged with a mystified expression. Annie was still swinging her arms and humming the same tune she'd knocked on the door with.

Okay then. I wasn't sure if this was normal for her or not. Ms.Tanaka was a new teacher, this was only her second year here. Maybe she was just nervous at a newish job?

Nah, it has to be because of us.

An impressively short amount of time later, the door opened to reveal a much more put together Ms.Tanaka. Did she put on fresh lipstick?

She pushed up her glasses and strutted away on her sensible black heels, her long braid with a violet flower clasp at the end swaying with every subtle swing of her hips.

"Come along now, we have no time to waste!" She declared, like we were the ones holding this up.

We followed her to the AP biology lab. I hadn't ever been in here, my last biology class had been sophomore year. It seemed pretty standard, half a dozen lab tables with sinks and attachments for equipment. A row of cabinets filled with said equipment and walls plastered with safety diagrams and informative posters. An entire wall of windows lined with potted flowers faced out towards a secluded garden.

The heavy metal door swung shut and the lock clicked as it was slotted into place. "There! That should deter any casual interlopers!"

At the teacher's desk at the front, Ms.Tanaka set out a collection of glassware and various tools I vaguely recognized. Annie taking on the role of helpful assistant with an easy familiarity.

Blue rubber gloves snapped to her elbows and Ms.Tanaka wiggled her fingers like a pianist. "Now, I may specialize in botany, but that doesn't mean I can't work with mammals!" A manic grin stretched her face. "Disrobe the Subject!" She commanded.

I held my hands out. "Ms.Tanaka, can we—" Sam pulled my pants to my ankles. I sighed, kicked off my shoes and raised my arms so the android could slip my shirt off.

"Oh, just call me Hanako." She plucked a tape measure from a pocket and knelt at my erection, her face nothing but clinical fascination. "This is hardly the right situation for student-teacher formality."

The three women fluttered around my naked form. Measuring every inch of me. My new height, my unearned swimmer's build, and especially my third leg.

I think I was discovering a fetish for being objectified by inquisitive women. They spoke about me like I wasn't there, and once again I saw a film of colorless light leave Hanako's eyes when she was talked through the filter around Sam's new existence.

"Penile length and girth are an impressive 12.3' and 8'." Hanako said with a blush to Annie, who was taking copious notes. "You said he grew after... administering the samples?" Her hands were **** to let go of me.

Sam nodded with the air of an accomplished expert, her visor down and dressed in a pilfered lab coat. "Indeed, I measured him to be only six and a half inches long and just over five inches in circumference at the widest point, tapering to four and a half at the base. He grew in stages and has stabilized to his current size. We believe his body has become closer to his sexual ideal." My own blush intensified.

"His testicles appear much larger than average, but nowhere near large enough to produce the reported amounts of anomalous ejaculate." Her heavy breath tickled the underside of my shaft and I could see her tongue run over her lips. "The... Scent is as... alluring as prior reports...reported." A glassy look appeared in her eyes when she sniffed at me, open mouth drawing closer. "...taste...test...recquir—"

"Hanako." I backed away.

The woman shook herself from her trance.

"Ah, my apologies I hadn't expected it to be so... strong." She stood with her thighs pressed together. "Did you know that I don't normally experience physical attraction towards men? The only remotely masculine people I've ever been with in a sexual manner was the occasional threesome with my college girlfriend. And a trans woman I later dated who hadn't undertaken bottom surgery." She pulled her eyes away from my erection with effort. "But you... The idea of you taking me like a rampant beast until my only thoughts are 'More!'" She began stalking towards me. "Is... Intoxicating." Her red face pressed against my chest and she breathed deep. "I want to taste it! Experience the transformation they went through, become what I was meant to be..." Hanako's brown eyes practically glowed with lust behind her fogged glasses.

I put calming hands on her shoulders, ready to push her away. I glared at Sam and Annie sitting to the side, the android gave a cheerful thumbs up and my bimbo girlfriend was sucking on her pen.

"Ms.Tanaka, I'm very flattered and you are gorgeous, but let's finish the examination before we discuss anything like that."

"Right. Right right right." She clapped her hands together and breathed slowly for a moment. The willowy woman straightened, energized and focused. "We need to extract a fresh sample to examine under a microscope while the transformative effects are still present." Hanako frowned in disappointment at my erection. "I don't believe I'm capable of doing so in a clinical manner—"

"I volunteer!" Sam hopped forward.

"What! You've been sucking him all day, I should get a turn!"

"My mouth is sterile! You might contaminate the sample, we already agreed on this yesterday." Annie wilted at her logic.

Hanako held out a beaker (a real one this time!) next to a tripod with a camera. "Actually, it will need to be done by hand, directly into the sample beaker. We need to see if the glow is visible on camera."

I cut in. "This way you two can work together."

They cheered and knelt at my feet, grinning up at me. The two girls kissed and licked their way from my balls all the way up to just beneath the head, getting more into it as they made a game of teasing me. Any bickering forgotten.

Hanako bustled around setting everything up. "We'll need three samples to start with. One blank for control, one Mason has infused with an effect before release, and one he infused afterwards." A wild grin grew, "Then, we can find some more subjects to test on!"

The first sample glowed white with a prismatic sheen that faded in seconds. Hanako's eyes widened as she held up the beaker, blinking as the light vanished before her eyes.

Annie beamed as she bounced on her knees. "We learned something new already! I saw a rainbow that turned pink before it faded!" Sam nodded thoughtfully, her hand idly stroking me.

The responsible adult in the room was sniffing the beaker with a serene face. "Hanako, the effect lasts only a few minutes. Put it under the microscope." She jumped and blushed at my order but still put a few drops of my radiant cum in a petri dish.

After adjusting the microscope, she gasped in awe. "You... You all need to see this." Hanako started scribbling in a notebook, muttering to herself.

We exchanged looks and I waved the others to go first. They both reacted similarly, shocked gasps and awed faces.

I warily stepped up to the microscope and placed my eye against the lens. My jaw fell and I felt a shiver of awe go down my spine.

Have you ever seen an image or animation of a fourth-dimensional shape like a tesseract or hypersphere? How the object seemed to fold in on itself and rotate in impossible ways?

Among the expected sperm cells, twisting and turning prisms of iridescent light danced in and out of existence. Unfolding and folding in and out of reality in dizzying patterns, their numbers slowly diminishing as the light dimmed.

As the last impossible point of light winked out, I felt a chilling tingle run through me.

What the fuck was I?