They witness the most unusual

“Well, that was strange,” Kelly says after they’ve dumped the disturbed guard in the containment cell they’ve never had to use before. Holly was in favor of getting Jason as far away as soon as possible, but Mary insisted on the cell so they could hopefully get an idea of what they were dealing with before contacting anyone else. So a **** Holly helped draw some blood, and the trio dragged the sweating and trembling guard into the isolation room, taking care to scrub their hands afterward and to rinse with antiseptic mouthwash.

Kelly can still taste the guard in her mouth somehow, though. The nicely muscled guard, she has to admit, which is an odd thought since she has a date tonight with an assistant district attorney with apparently stellar breasts. She’s been aching to feel them in her hands since she spotted Gabby’s dating profile. But first there now is the matter of what to do with the stud they restrained.

Stud? The guy who just assaulted her and Holly and who she’s never thought about for a second until now? But now, now she wonders if they should have done a more careful inspection before locking Jason in. A physical inspection to make sure all was OK. Or at least not drastically wrong.

Well, a watched pot may never boil but apparently a watched security guard can, since Jason jolts and seems to start growing before her disbelieving eyes. He arcs his back as if in spasm and his uniform nearly tears in half. His thighs strain against the fabric of his pants and the cuffs now only reach his upper ankles. His skin, which previously had something of an olive tone, now could better be described as dusky rose. Two seemingly painful nubs appear atop his head, as his hands fly up to clutch his skull.

Then with a great shudder, almost like a soaked hound coming in out of the rain, Jason frees himself from the strictures of the lower half of his uniform, even his shoes falling in a mess to the floor. And after a few seconds of shock at witnessing the impossible, Kelly’s thoughts are solely about the improbable penis now visible to her and her colleagues.

Improbable cock, she corrects herself, because simple anatomical terms won’t suffice here. It’s the biggest specimen Kelly has seen or even heard of, she’s sure, and it’s not even erect yet. It lays heavy and red and thickly veined between Jason’s tree-trunk red thighs. All of his is red now, Kelly realizes, as she tears her focus away from the fuckstick to see that the nubs have become onyx horns — horns! — that spring past Jason’s clawed fingers — claws!

Strangest of all is how inexplicably wet she is looking at the scene in the cell, with a heat that suffuses her body to her very core. Surely that cock would be too much to handle but she imagines it filling her all the same. Her forgotten co-worker is equally awed, Holly discreetly rubbing herself with a hand still in her lab coat. Mary, however, is horrified and frozen by the abrupt transformation. She had hoped to get control of the situation but instead things have deteriorated, with an apparent mutagen turning the guard into some sort of … beast thing. And then a soft cry tears her attention from the cell.