The Breasts

Peter sat fondling and playing with a pair of the breasts as he examined them under a magnifying glass. He had told Rebecca to start work by reviewing his work notes, he kept meticulous notes and she had to try and get up to speed. She had been reading for the past couple of hours.

"Alright give it to me straight what are they and why are they so important to science?" She asked from close behind him.

He jumped, he had been lost in thought playing with the pair of breasts, a 32 B cup pair actually. He quickly turned straightened his bowtie and adjusted his glasses as he rapidly tried to recover. He noticed a slight smirk on her face, she had made him jump on purpose, probably was thinking he was a creep for playing with the breasts... dammit.

"Well, its all in my notes Ms Black, if you jus-"

"Look Dr Young, I could read your books for hours and still get barely anywhere, there is like a hundred notebooks in that pile, just summarize it for me so I can try and get my head around it quicker"

Peter frowned, but he would have been a poor teacher if he wasn't able to roll with the punches. So he stood and walked over to the whiteboard on the wall, he slid the current one. covered in various equasions and chemical symbols representing DNA sequences. and exposed a fresh one.

"Well Ms Black I am working on creating artificial breasts, These breasts are alive they are in fact living organisms grown in a vat, they cannot reproduce, think, hear, see. so they are not a new species or even really an animal in the classic sense." He began to draw a diagram showing the internal structure of one of his creations.

"These artificial breasts have a heart nervous system waste disposal system and are able to absorb oxygen and other neutrients directly from the fluid they are suspended in, turn over the breasts on the table there and have a look at the underside Ms Black"

Rebecca flipped over the breasts and saw on the side that would normally be attached to a woman's chest, it had several fleshy openings and other organs that were almost recognizable, they pulsed and twitched in time with whatever heart was obviously within them.

"They are designed to work symbiotically as you might guess, they can be used to replace breasts that have been surgically removed or to augment a womans natural size whiles still giving a completley natural feel" Peter then proceeded to draw a diagram showing the breast fitting in place over another breast with little tendrils connecting between. Nerves connecting from the breast to the host.

"And this is the importance of my work, Nerve to nerve connectivity, rejection-less organ transplantation, because the creatures are not the organ they resemble but in fact a different organism they can secrete anti rejection compounds as part of their own functions. They can feed on a hosts blood supply and act for all intent and purposes as the hosts own organs.
Imagine it, Lungs, livers, kidney's, limbs, anything. we can grow any organ a person could want, connect its nervous system to the host and blood supply and Bam!, instant replacement parts with no possibility of rejection!"

Peter strode back and forth as he ranted, the whiteboard forgotten while Rebecca looked on, her eyes wide with amazement. Her young mind seeing the possibilities of the creepy professors work, She could easily see why he was willing to bypass rules on ethical issues with a breathrough of this nature. but what he was doing with embryo's was wrong, god had made things very clear in the bible, human's should not kill other humans and gain benefit from it, that was just wrong.

"Best of all we can grow them from a host's own dna and in theory with some more work it could be fully absorbed into the hosts body where it would begin to function entirely as a part of the host" Peter continued to ramble. for a bit eventually calming down.

"so that is why it is important, with my work we can save thousands of lives, millions, we can cure disease, treat horrendous injuries and do a lot of good"

"but you're using embryo's, human babies to create these... things?" she asked, arms crossed in front of herself as she sat watching his speech.

"For now yes, but just a few hundred more generations and I should be able to create a viable egg and sperm that can be programmed with new genetic data so we can build our own, without all that pesky waste DNA we have to throw away from embryo's"

Rebecca blanched at the thought of hundreds of dead babies, of her being **** to... ugh, she couldn't. "look doc, I respect that you are doing amazing things but it's still wrong, the bible says not to kill humans to benefit other humans, its wrong. its gods law!" She turned and rushed out of the lab.

He could have stopped her, she had to do what he said after all but. There was another way. If he dared commit such an act tho. Even for science, there were some rules that just shouldn't be messed with... but... he could... or could he?

(in the name of political correctness, decency and cos i love all of you, there is a non messing with god branch below. choose that one if the bible or other religious thing is important to you)