If making really important decisions at 3am when you can't sleep makes things interesting, then yes.

Sarah

Sarah rolled over again, for the third time that night. She sighed and glanced at her phone, 'Three A.M. Fuck. Why can't I sleep‽' She rubbed her eyes, 'I guess I'll just go get some work done.'

She got up, put on some clothes, and slipped past the other sleeping women. The lights were dimmed for the night and shifted to a red tint. It gave the silent, empty hallways an ominous atmosphere.

When she walked into the lab, the lights were still dim, casting shadows across the array of machines. Her holoscreen was like a beacon, flashing that a job she'd left running was done.

She shivered in the cool air, and glanced around the at the strange shapes in the dim light. 'Pull yourself together Sarah.' She stared at the results. 'Interesting, the submissiveness we've seen of the lower castes is genetic,' she thought as she scrolled through. 'But… That doesn't make any sense! How can Alphas also have those genes? Unless… Could there be another tier above an Alpha? What would such a creature look like?'

In the dull light she found the idea of a perfect strain of the virus irresistible. 'It's a stupid idea, but… Could I do it?' Soft, maniacal laughter slipped between her lips. 'This is stupid. I'm not supposed to be building a perfect strain of this thing. I'm supposed to be figuring out how to kill it.' The DNA danced in front of her, tempting her. 'Okay, so if I was going to design a better stain of two-zero-nine, a two-zero-nine-omega, what would I change? Hmmmm, well there are the useless proteins that Dr. Young can use to detect infected. There's also the weakness to sulfur that Dr. Meng discovered, I can edit that out too. Hmmm…' she continued to tweak the DNA, editing out all the weaknesses, increasing all the strengths.

"That's terrifying," she muttered. 'Whatever that thing created would be… a monster.'

Out of habit, she entered the keystrokes to synthesize and exit the software.

'Shit!' She thought as the machines came to life. 'No, calm down Sarah, it's fine. I'll just send it for destruction and everything will be fine.' She watched it work, still impressed by how much faster her new machines were than her old ones. 'This would take weeks upstairs,' she mused. 'Might as well wait till it's done, so no one accidentally infects themselves.'

It took just a few minutes for the machine to open, revealing a single test tube of the new virus.

'The world is better off without this,' Sarah thought as she picked it up. She held it up to the light. It had no dye in it. Normally in her lab, she used red dye to mark really dangerous materials, but down here they all had agreed to use no dyes, as everything was presumably really dangerous.

She stared at the tube in her hands. Joslynn's words echoed in her head, the news report from the day before, outbreaks in France, Australia, and Russia. 'Humanity is doomed,' she realized. She'd been working toward that conclusion already. The truth had been slowly gnawing at the edges of her mind since the Director's **** plea for anything. OmniCorp had created something they had no way to stop, and then they'd kept it. 'Now we're all doomed to end up as mindless fuck zombies,' she sighed. 'Except… I don't have to end up like that, I can be much more than that,' she glanced down at the tube in her hands. Fortune favors the bold._ She popped the top and downed the contents in one swig.

She waited for the explosive uncontrollable changes, in the videos the virus had reproduced at such a rate that the effects were visible within a few minutes.

'Hmm, nothing. So, either it didn't work, or my changes slow down the reproduction rate, or… or I succeeded and I have complete control,' she started to tremble, with a potent mix of fear and excitement. 'I need to go somewhere private.'

Sarah dropped the test tube in the disposal on her way to the bathroom. Standing in front of the mirror she took a deep breath. 'Something small, hard to notice,' she thought to herself, 'Of course.' She took off her glasses and focused on her eyes. Her bad eye-sight had been a constant source of annoyance to her, and it would be hard to notice. She focused on them, willing them to correct themselves. She blinked, her sight was perfect. Better than it had been with her glasses.

She ran into her favorite stall, and pulled open her blouse. With her small breasts, she hadn't even bothered to put on a bra before going down to the lab, and now she willed her breasts to grow. They did, quickly swelling out from their 30A to a 30–something. At least an F. She touched them, refusing to believe what she was seeing. The flesh was warm, and her touch sent a jolt of pleasure through her body. Trembling, she fell to her knees, 'What have I done? I'm one of them now, in the middle of a secure facility filled with brilliant people intent on destroying them.'

'But why don't I have the uncontrollable, overwhelming lust, or the immediate mutations? What am I? We've never found a female Alpha, they're always male. They even retain their maleness, never becoming a female or hermaphrodite…' she stopped suddenly, and pulled down her pants. She stared at her mound, took a deep breath, and willed it to grow. It started to swell at once, first into something like a ripe cherry, bright red and bulbous. Quickly it started to get longer, swelling outward. After only a few seconds it began to grow definition, the glans and head flared out, and the shaft began to lighten to match her skin color, while the head darkened to an angry purple. Finally, a series of thick veins formed around it.

'That's at least 45 cm long!' Sarah gasped. She wrapped her hands around her own hardness, savoring the sensations of just that simple touch, 'And 10 cm around.' She touched the head experimentally and gasped, 'So sensitive.' Her hands dropped away, and she just stared at it, both impressed and excited by the idea of a massive dick stick out from her body. 'That's damn sexy,' she purred. 'But also utterly impractical, well,' she focused some more, and her urethra re-arranged itself to be part of her new dick, 'now it's at least practical,' she laughed silently. With a bit of effort she made herself get soft enough to pee.

She hesitated, feeling the warmth of her own hands on her new dick, 'Just a bit wouldn't hurt, right?' She closed her eyes and began to stroke her dick. "Mmmm," she moaned, 'That's so good.'

Sarah started to fantasize, her mind went at once—unbidden—to Ashley. Her body was so lithe and flexible. She was so good with her tongue too, but Sarah imagined herself behind the older woman, lining her dick up with Ashley's pussy, and just sliding in. She slowly pushed herself forward, feeling Ashley's folds part for her, her lover shivering in pleasure and anticipation. The first sensations she felt were so overwhelming she nearly came immediately, but she willed herself to hold on, enjoying the sensations of a woman. It didn't take her long to lose that focus, ramming herself in and out with all the ferocity she could manage. Ashley's cries driving her wild, as she strained to keep her own voice under control. She felt… something in her crotch, a tightness she'd never felt before, and suddenly hot bursts of pleasuring shooting straight from her dick to her brain as white-hot cum shot out of her cock. Sarah continued to thrust with all of her might, trying to ride the wave of her orgasm.

She stared down, feeling the heat of both her lust and her shame, 'Do I really still feel that way about Ashley?' It was then that she really saw what had happened, out of her hands she'd grown an ass and pussy like she'd imagined that Ashley would have, and shoved her cock into it. "I just fucked myself," she giggled hysterically.

She fell to the floor, still caught in her hysterical giggling. "What the hell am I?" she whispered to herself. But there was no answer, no strange mysterious voice giving her guidance. After a minute she slumped back against the door of the stall, 'Get yourself together Sarah.' After a deep breath she looked again, in her panic the ass and pussy she'd grown had disappeared, taking the massive load of cum with them.

'Okay,' she **** herself to take another deep breath. 'I'm still me. I can think, I can focus, I'm me. I haven't become a monster or a fiend. But,' She thought as she looked down at herself, 'I con't walk around with a dick,' she frowned. 'It's so nice though… Ah! Snakes have retractable phalli,' she focused and her dick slowly slid back into her body, until her mound looked just like it did before. Satisfied she turned her attention to her breasts, shrinking them back to their pathetic original size.

'Why do I still have feelings for Ashley? After what she did… No. no, stop. That's in the past now.' A deep breath calmed her, but her calm was broken by the unbidden thought, 'It's not like you're a saint for what you did to Dani.' She shook her head.

Pulling her pants up, she walked to the mirror, 'At least no one should be able to notice—Ah, my damn glasses.' As soon as she put her glasses back on her eyes refocused, allowing her to see clearly. "Convenient."