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Chapter 3 by goto30 goto30

there is a knock on the lab door. Who is it?

Prof. Elizabeth Warner (Black)

Professional Elizabeth Warner was an older Black woman pushing 65. Though she was too vein to admit it, so too anyone who asked it was a coy response of "guess." She had meticulously maintained her skin, her hair, her figure over the years, so few could guess her actual age, even if they saw her naked, first thing in the morning, before she hadn't out herself together. Still the ravages of time would get to her eventually, and they hadn't quite left her as a spring chicken either, as much as she tried to gaslight herself about it. That was why, when Katie told her about this compound BM-b0, she had immidately been interested.

Despite what Katie intended for it, Elizabeth saw it as her fountain of youth. It was a way to repair damaged cells and revitalize old bodies. It could make her as healthy and lavish as she was in her forties, her thirties even. She had scene the lab results, it may even be the first true anti-aging ****, able to turn back time, and put Elizabeth back in her prime. If having her libido turned up to tweleve was the cost she paid for that then she was more than willing to pay it.

Her red heels clicked across the concrete floor as she sauntered down the haul like a cougar on the prowl, her lab coat swaying with her hips that were held snuggly inside her black dress that cringed to her curves,even the ones she wish she didn't have, just right. A cougar in the prowl, she smirked, maybe she was. Afterall, once she had taken the compound she would need some young stud (or studs more likely) to satisfy her needs after all, and if it worked anything in humans like it did on mice, worked anything like Elizabeth hoped, she would be quite the draw on campus and mice not exposed to the compound failed to keep up with those that were.

Katie had told her that she had an exciting new update to share and asked her to meet her in the Cummings Laboratories. She had been mum with the details, so Elizabeth wasn't entirely sure what she was in for, but she had an inkling. She wondered if Katie would have the restraint to wait for Elizabeth like she promised she would. She doubted it, but Elizabeth also didn't mind that. It would he good to know what she was in for before she took the stuff, or to have a better idea of what the interaction with human DNA would be in such high a dose the compound was unstable unfortunately, and Elizabeth, a world class chemist, knew that the results would only be predictable to a point, they would be different for everyone, but their would be certain things that would be common, she knew.

Elizabeth stopped infront of the lab door, swipped her key card and turned the handle. When she stepped in first she saw Katie but didn't see Katie. It was only on her second look that she really saw what Katie had done. The first thing she saw was the hunger in the women's eyes a carnal, carnivorous, gaze like a hungry lioness, if a lioness had the balls of a bull elephant. Her breasts were larger, now perfectly shaped and perky beneath them was a perfect hour glass that fed into a waste that was a chiseled core and out into wide muscular hips and an ass that now hours a week for yeard in the gym with a person trainer had ever gotten Elizabeth, and she had good genes for one too. Her thighs were as solid as oak trees and she and strong, well turned calves. Her hair was a lustrous flow down her shoulders and her face was angelic it was so well sculpted.

"Hello Elisabeth." She purred. Elizabeth was taken aback and Katie smirked as the bold, confident older woman struggled to regain her composure.

Elizabeth cleared her throat and settled her hands in her hips, adjusting her face into a stern expression. "So much for your promise." She was still running her eyes over the woman's body in admiration and then their was the scent waffing off her... umm. "I thought you were going to wait for me before you used it on anyone. What if something had gone wrong and you needed help?"

"But it went oh so right," she said, cupping one of her breasts and then giving it a squeeze. "As you can see."

Elizabeth just barely bit her lip. "So it has, and it made a really mess of your outfit. Have you used it on anyone else yet?" She shook her head. "Good." Elizabeth started to strip off slowly. First her labcoat, which she grabbed across a table, then she unzipped the back of her dress and slowly shoved it down off her shoulders and clear of her hips until it pooled on the floor and she stepped out of it. Next came her bra, revealing sagging but still well shaped B cups, supported by a good workout routine and then her panties revealing a still plush if wrinkled ass. "Alright give it to me." Then Katie stepped closer and held up and perfume bottle and missed her. Elizabeth embraced it like a baptism into the body she deserved. As the most hit her skin it quickly turned into a spreading warmth loke hot honey sinking into her body. She groaned and braced against a table.

The first thing she felt was the warmth in her breasts as flesh heated up and swelled. The ballooned outwards, regaining youthful firmness and swelling to new size growing from B cub, to C and blowing through D. Becoming two perfect brown mounds on her chest topped with firm dark chocolate nipples. She could feel her back tightening as muscles become firmer and tighter and skin stretched smooth across it. Her core was becoming a knotted mass of perfect muscle pinching into a tight hourglass to leave her with a flat but not too defined stomach that flared out into wide suggestive hips ajd a gloriously fat ass, muscle underneath to support its shape but it was a fat black ass that would make any cock drool. She also felt her face changing leaning into the slim beauty of high cheek bones and a sharp skin, perfeclty plush lips like two dark pillows sheathed in red lipstick and all of her skin becoming gorgeously soft. When she finally felt steady again and examined the new body she had been given she was shocked, gasping and grinning at the new perfect body. She felt not just younger but like she was 25 again in so many ways. Back in her prime.

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what does Elizabeth do next?

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