Work

A notification opened in Adam's vision.

"First single target test completed. Subtask (1) of (2) completed."

"Woooo." Adam groaned under his breath.

He finally did his shopping, getting clothes that fit, although weren't even close to tailored to his well-muscled frame. He put one outfit on and left the rest behind for tailoring.

The receipt had Carrie’s phone number on the back underneath a lipstick kiss.

His mind whirled with what happened back at the shop. He hadn't expected having a quick and dirty fling in the back room but here he was, and he felt amazing. He felt like he could drink the ocean, or lift a mountain.

He pulled into work late.

Adam made it to his desk unnoticed and did a more thorough review of all the files he found the command access code in. Which meant it wasn't until lunch that he began to notice some strangeness around the office.

It was hard to tell at first glance, but all the men seemed just a bit too… pretty, and all the women seemed… different. Taller, shorter, flatter, bustier, the changes seem too numerous to count.

His boss, a no nonsense career woman if ever there was one, giggled at one of his coworker’s jokes.

Requesting a report like he did for Carrie, he realized slowly that maybe she hadn't been an isolated case of odd changes. The list that Anna pulled up nearly covered his vision.

Carmen Himenez

Age: 34

Sex: Female

Active changes:

Lowered fertility protocol

General health boost protocol

Genetic disease inhibitor

Enhanced fat reduction protocol

Breast enhancement

Glute enhancement

labium oris enhancement

Facial epidermis pigmentation

Enhanced Libido protocol

Intelligence inhibitor protocol

Increased nipple sensitivity

Increased oral sensitivity

Enhanced lubricant protocol

Adam couldn't believe what he was reading. Some of the lines he recognized: disease inhibitor, general health protocol. But what on earth was labium oris enhancement? A quick Google search pulled up a picture of a plastic-surgery-obsessed blonde with pornstar lips. The last half of the items read like a wishlist from a teenage boy. He peered in at his boss again through her glass office door. There was something different. More than just her good mood, or a good tan. Carmen was being changed, and she probably wasn’t even aware. He watched as his coworker left her office, and she turned to type something on her PC. It wasn’t more than a moment before she sat back, apparently bored, and pulled out a little makeup mirror to sneak a glance at herself.

Adam ducked back down to pretend to work again. If this process kept on, Ms. Himenez might not notice his productivity slipping again. Whoever put in these commands, they had to have an end goal, right?

“Anna, how long until the changes are completed?”

“There are (94) hours remaining.”

Adam glanced at the list again. It was too tempting. Maybe it was better to keep his head down and let these changes ride out before making a mess of things. He thought of the mess he made with Carrie, and couldn’t help but smile. The nanites could finish their work in a little less than four days.

“Anna, alert me if someone orders any more global changes, please. Do not mention the changes I’ve made to anyone. Understand?”

“Affirmative.”

“Thank you.” Adam sighed and resigned himself back to cataloging parts. If there’s one perk about his shitty office job, it’s that it was entirely too easy to escape notice.