Caught in the Middle

Jason was a patient man.

He'd patiently waited six entire months for that silly bitch to stop denying the obvious. Yet Lisa still refused to admit how she really felt about him. Still refused to worship at his feet like she should, like all the dumb whores in the world should.

Of course Lisa wasn't quite as dumb as the rest of her gender. It was her very genius, almost a match for his own, that had drawn Jason's attention to his fellow researcher.

Sure she was...less than attractive. Especially when compared to some of the other fine specimens of fuckmeat that worked in the Facility. However he was man enough to look past that. To see how her flesh could be reshaped to fit his needs, if only her mind would accept its proper place.

No matter. He only needed to put her in it. With what he'd been working on for the half year since he'd been recruited to the International Science Reserve, it wouldn't be hard.

Of course his various overseers all thought his work had been a series of pathetic failures. One that had earned him a steady stream of the same scorn he'd suffered from so many whores through the long years of his education. Not to mention the men, too blinded by pussy to see the truth of the women they leapt to defend from the truth when Jason couldn't stop himself from speaking it in time.

Between Human Resources getting on his case and his boss long since run dry of patience, Jason knew he had weeks left in his job at best.

Luckily, he only needed a few more hours to deploy the project he'd really been putting his effort into, hidden in a half finished sub-basement of the facility. Added to the plans so neatly that nobody had thought to question what it was for, or why it was taking so long for any workers to get to finishing it.

He was a patient man, but soon, that patience would be rewarded.

Lisa was a goddamned genius, and anyone who couldn't see that could fuck off.

So what if she'd been hiding her work on purpose? That didn't give the dumb sperm sacks any more right to speak down to her. Like they were useful for anything other than standing around the facility looking tough and thinking whatever monkey thoughts men thought.

With one, infuriating, exception.

Jason had gotten the job at the same time as she had, and it hadn't taken long for her to see that she had at last found a male who was more than just a pleasantly shaped piece of meat with a fuck stick attached. If only slightly.

Of course he'd still need to learn his place, not to mention lose some weight the fat piece of shit that he was...but in Jason she had at last found a worth keeping. Unlike the worthless creatures that so many of her gender deluded themselves into valuing. Defending even. As if there was anything insulting about her telling them what they really were.

Studs, good for breeding and not much else. If she weren't so eager to here Jason beg for her merest affection then her first use of her secret project would probably have been to take away their ability to speak.

Instead she stole away under the cover of the midnight guard change. Finding her way to the lab she'd cobbled together in a room on the upper floors that had 'coincidentally' vanished from the floor plans in the middle of construction.

It said a lot for the quality of minds other than her own that it had been so easy to accomplish that in a supposedly high fucking security location like the Facility.

In the dead of night, two geniuses began the final touches before their omni-virals would be deployed across the world.

The result of cutting edge research, intended to create a cure for all diseases, and twisted for their own purposes.

With it, the world would at last be as it always should have been.