Red Kryptonite (#26)

The crystal was a rough, faceted chunk, deep crimson in color. It seemed to pick up the light from the room and refract it, so that it was surrounded by a ruddy glow.

Lois felt a sudden heat build up, around her belly button. Not sexual excitement, but a physical sensation, almost burning, that spread slowly downwards.

"The data we're getting off you is most fascinating," Lex said, his eyes off screen. "I can only imagine what you must be feeling right now."

The heat had spread down Lois' thighs, and she suddenly toppled forward as her legs went numb, catching herself on her hands. She looked down at her naked legs, trying to will them to move...but they wouldn't. Fear gripped her then—of a lifetime of paralysis, in a wheelchair—but they quickly subsided as she noticed the subtle shift in color. Her legs were growing black...as dark as her hair, jet black.

Lois ran a hand down her thigh. She could feel the muscle beneath them shifting, moving; her lower limbs were twitching, moving all out of shape. And she felt...hungry.

"Miss Lane, I would suggest you move toward the center of the room. This transformation seems to require a great deal of energy. One of our last test subjects didn't survive. I am increasing the level of light now." Lex said...and the lamps became incandescent furnaces. It did seem to help a little, as she felt less hungry.

Lois tried to drag herself toward the center of the room, her useless hind limbs seemed heavier than they should...and then she felt a strange lurch in her hips.

She looked down in time to see her pussy disappear, sliding out of view to be replaced with a smooth expanse of black fur. The reporter craned her head to see where it went, and noticed with shock that her ass had, in mere minutes, grown, expanded out grotesquely, skin taught and things moving beneath it.

"It reminds me of embryology," Lex said. "The development of features in the fetus. At first, you can hardly discern anything, merely an undifferentiated lump of cells, but then...structures start to emerge."

The lump that had been Lois' ass had swollen until it was as large as her own body...and structures were emerging. A pair of rude limbs, gaining form and definition with every moment. Her old legs too, were shifting, rearranging. Still visibly legs, but not...human legs.

"The mass." Lex muttered to himself. "You should see how efficiently your body is absorbing and converting energy right now. I've never seen anything like it. The other subjects didn't make it this far, but you..."

He broke off as Lois screamed. Feeling came back into her, and she kicked—with all four legs, hoofs clattering against the white floor. Pins and needles erupted through over half her body, and the shock was almost overwhelming. She kicked vainly, but she could feel everything now.

"Circulation issues, neural system coming online...I suggest you get up and walk around, Miss Lane." Lex seemed to be breathing rather heavy.

Shakily, Lois got her front legs underneath her. It was like a colt learning to stand for the first time, and her human torso wasn't helping to balance the equation. She splayed her legs and **** herself into a standing position, all four hooves on the floor. Essayed a shaky walk forward, still uncoordinated, gave her tail a swoosh...

Lois looked back and her now sizable black ass, some five feet farther back than it used to be. There was a shiny black tail there, the same color as her hair.

The lights hadn't dimmed, and she could see that her coat was shiny and black; picked out ribs beneath the skin, and vertebrae where her spine had extended. Started walking, in slow circles around the room, soaking up the light, letting the pins and needles fade away.

The screens shifted, to show an image from the hidden cameras. Lois saw her human torso, naked, breasts bare...and transitioning smoothly into the body of a jet black mare. She was a centaur.

The door opened. Lois spun around to see Mercy Graves stride in...with a shoulder length black rubber glove drawn over her right arm.

"No need to worry Miss Lane." Lex said from the hidden speakers. "We just need a little hands-on data."