She gets angry (99.999% Drones)

How fucking dare that snivelling cuntlicker defy her!

Lisa had not one shit to give about the loss of her once unsightly flab, or the enhanced physical potential that the world was slowly discovering it had been gifted with. Lagging behind her genius as usual.

Even the unexpected improvements to her face, target of so many jabs and jokes throughout her life, did not move Lisa from her fury.

Jason had been hiding his true abilities from her...she could forgive that, understand it even. She had not told him what she was doing either. He would have figured it out if he an ounce of the brains she new suspected him to have, rather than the shit that most of her coworkers clearly had in place of grey matter. What with their inane theories for where the changes were coming from.

Secrecy was not where he had fucked up.

It wasn't even the change that he had made. After all, the failure of his attempt to undo her work was as adorable a demonstration of his inferiority as she could hope for. No. He'd fucked up when he turned down the challenge she had unknowingly laid before him. Showing the same contempt for her superiority that he had always professed aloud.

Well if that was the road he wanted to walk down, then she would show him exactly how wrong he was. Exactly how much better she was than him and his entire gender of walking sex toys. She'd make it impossible for anyone to see them as anything else.

Only as she was putting the final touches on her next wave of changes did Lisa calm down enough to think through the implications of what she was about to do.

She wanted to break Jason. Show him his proper place, on his knees.

If she'd wanted to kill him then she could have done so at any time. That had never been the point of the exercise, and to that end she went back to work. Adding an exception, if a narrowly defined one.

Then, the day before she planned to release her next batch of Omni-virals, Lisa did something she hadn't done in months. She took her lunch in the office cafeteria instead of the bathroom near her lab, and while she was there she did something she hadn't done since she was in middle school. Leaving her preferred table surrounded by the greatest concentration of women in the room (even if they were beneath her, they were still the superior gender by far) and walking to where Jason sat amidst the largest concentration of man flesh sweating up the room.

If her presence hadn't gotten her attention from the men who knew exactly what their coworker thought of the lesser half of the species, then dumping a bottle of soda on Jason's tray damn sure would have done the trick.

"The drink I owed you, dickhead." She gritted out at him, hoping he had the brain cells to see the message she was sending.

She knew what they'd all think, but if Lisa had ever cared about the opinions of men then the contents of her next vial would have rid her of the impulse all the same. Statistically speaking, they'd soon be put in their proper place, and Jason would be one step closer to realising his.

"Thanks slut." He said, comprehension in his eyes. Comprehension and fear.

Just what she wanted.

After she was done dumping the vial down her toilet, Lisa thought back to those eyes and let them fuel her journey to a whole sequence of orgasms. That and the knowledge of just what her Omni-virals were doing to the men of the world. Most of them anyway:

1. Roughly ninety nine point nine nine nine percent of men are affected. Leaving approximately fifty thousand men unaffected, these being distributed evenly across the planet.
2. All affected men immediately lose all cognitive brain function and die.
3. All affected men's bodies remain healthy and functional. Though they are not conscious, their brains remain functional enough for them to follow instructions to a high degree of complexity. Even being able to speak, absorb information, and otherwise function sufficiently to be able to perform not just menial tasks but even office work and any skilled functions they previously possessed.
4. These drones' eyes shift to single colour across the entire eyeball, visibly marking them apart from remaining men.
5. Drones can still be taught new tasks and knowledge, however they are and remain mindless.
6. Drones obey all orders and have no instinct to self-preservation beyond that which they are instructed with.
7. Drones can only sire females and drone males.
8. Non drones can only sire females and, very rarely, non drone males.
9. Drones rapidly reach physical maturity, being fully grown in just one year after birth.

Imagining it. Imagining so many men finally reduced to nothing more than the useful components of a fuck ****, stripped of their pointless minds-

Lisa came like she'd never cum before, sucking herself from her fingers as she fell asleep.

Imaging all the while just which of the Facility's men she'd use for the task once her changes took [effect.- - - - - -

It hadn't been obvious right away. The part of Jason that cared about other people and their tragedies, small and withered as it was, reflected that it was that aspect that had probably caused the most pain.

Across the world countless families hadn't understood what had happened for hours or even days. Hadn't realised what they'd lost.

Three billion men, dead in a single night. Their bodies carrying on in grotesque parody of their lives. Living on without emotion. Without humanity. Without any life but the tasks they performed, either out of lingering instinct or simple instruction.

The changes were no longer an amusing mystery. No longer something for people to smile about.

First the world would mourn, and then it would hunt.

Not that Jason gave a damn, safe behind the Facility's many many layers of secrecy. A fact he was all the happier to regale most of his male coworkers with now that they lacked a mind to disagree with him. Hank and one other guy he hadn't met were the only ones not turned blank eyed meat puppets. Which suited Jason just fine.

Not that he didn't plan to respond to the crime that had been committed. After all, it would hardly do to let Lisa get ahead of herself. Her and the rest of the whores.