Miraculous Recovery

Janet's eyes opened, seeing a bright white light. She lifted her arms to shield her face, and saw her left hand had an I.V. stuck in it. She sat upright, and felt a strange weight pulling at her chest. She looked down and saw a pair of huge breasts! She grabbed them, and felt a surge of pleasure ripple from her breasts to her nipples, and radiate downward below her stomach. It was new, and exciting, and warm. She wanted to continue to explore the sensation, but she was interrupted by a door opening to her right.

"Your awake. To be honest, we weren't sure if you would be alive right now, so prospects are good!" a woman in her mid 20s said in a motherly tone.

"Where am I? A hospital?" Janet asked.

"Basically. You're in the nursing building. Well, that's not exactly true either. See, we're sort of...below that building. Perhaps Dr. Putz can explain." the woman said.

"Dr. Putz? As in the Yiddish word for moron?" Janet asked, giggling.

"You're not the first to make that joke, and certainly won't be the last. Make it hard, the 'u'. So you 'put' it the correct way." a man about the same age as the woman entered.

"See? He's got a sense of humor about it. No need to be embarrassed. He's the top in his class for electrical engineering and technology, especially robotics. I'm Dr. Dickens, his collaborator and, coincidentally, lover. He's robotics, I'm biochemistry. It seems like a great match, don't you? Our colleagues have given us a nickname like Brangelina. Not very creative, but it's also clever how our names 'fit'."

"PutzDickens. How quaint. Anyways, I'm sure you have a ton of questions. What do you remember?" Putz asked.

"I was running down the hall with my tits out, and I was trying to get home..."

"Why were your tits out?" Dickens asked.

"Hmm? Oh, it was a... Wardrobe malfunction. Anyways, I was running in the hall, and I heard a loud bang. Then... Nothing." Janet explained.

"Well, there was an explosion. It nearly killed you, in fact it should have. Some nursing students brought you to is when they noticed you weren't dead. You were in bad shape, though. Multiple lacerations, a concussion, but the worst had to be the shrapnel lodged in several organs." Putz said.

"We did the best we could, but so much of your tissue was damaged or burned. No time for skin grafts. We had to guess on some of your anatomy and outward appearance, which probably means we got some of it wrong. It was my idea to enlarge your breasts. Not much was left, but I figured you were a smaller girl who wanted bigger ones." Dickens added.

"You gave me a boob job? What kind of fucked up curriculum allows that?" Janet shouted.

"Not just a boob job. We saved your life. Take a look." Putz said, pointing at her vagina.

Janet pulled her gown up to her chest, and saw a strange contraption that looked like a large pendant, but it was above her vulva. It was like pubic hair, but it was solid and shiny.

"What the fuck?!" Janet exclaimed.

"There were bits of shrapnel that were too small to remove, and they were headed to your liver and kidneys. This embedded electromagnet keeps them inside your mound, so they won't go anywhere else. I think it's pretty, don't you?" Dickens said.

"It was either there or your chest, but we felt you wanted to show off the girls and not have anything else distracting from them." Putz explained.

"You are a remarkable woman, Miss Ross. We had to work quickly since it seems you have an accelerated healing ability. Your cuts and lacerations healed in record time, and with no scarring. Like he said, you should be dead." Dickens added.

"Can I go now?" Janet asked.

Janet's mind was a whirl. She had suddenly grown and barely had time to process before she had life altering surgery. She needed time to process it all. She needed a mirror.

"We need to run some tests. There are... Other enhancements as well." Dickens explained.

"Oh, no. You didn't make my ass bigger, did you?" Janet said.

"No, but I did contemplate it. It would made the circuitry route better, but... I'm getting ahead of myself. Dickens, turn the power on." Putz ordered

Dickens typed something on a console, and Janet felt a sudden vibration in her loins. It was intense, and very stimulating. She immediately grabbed her crotch and began to moan with pleasure.

"Is it causing you pain?" Dickens asked.

"No, oh please don't stop..." Janet moaned.

"Oh it seems we connected the wrong nerves. Instead of causing pain, it gives her pleasure." Putz said.

"Incredible. A lucky accident!" Dickens said, high giving Putz.

"Oh God, oh God, yes, YES! EEEEEUUUUNNNNNGGGGGHHHH!" Janet screamed.

As she approached orgasm, the electromagnet above her vulva began to glow red, then blue.

"Don't stop, don't stop! Oh gawwwwwd! Oh yeah, oh, oh... I'M CUMMING!!! Oh YEEEEAAAAAAHHH..."

Suddenly, a beam of energy burst from the electromagnet, shooting straight out, and directly at the ceiling.

"Oh, wow. What the fuck was that?" Janet sighed.

"That, is how were gonna save the world." Dickens smiled.