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Stepford's newest prized geneticists, Dr. Henry McCoy and Dr. Kavita Rao, arrive in the underground laboratory

by ESchorcho
Storyline X-Men: The Stepford Submission
Characters Beast
Category Marvel Body Modification Corruption M/F
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Trask made his way to the elevator.  He heard a 'ding' and the elevator doors opened.  Victor Trask was still amazed at the radical changes that had taken place in two figures inside the elevator.

 

"Doctor McCoy, welcome.  This is what I like to call the focal point of Stepford.  Up above may seem all fun and games, but down here is where true genius can shine.  It's where the magic happens in our perfect little town.  Doctor Rao, of course I don't need to remind you of what can be achieved in the laboratory level," Trask announced, reaching out to shake Henry McCoy's hand, before kissing Rao's.

 

"Kavi has told me so much about what goes on down here.  I simply cannot wait to see a demonstration of this magic, Mr. Trask," the X-Man formerly known as Beast replied, raising his own hand to return the gesture.  However, out of habit, he paused briefly.  His hand hovered for a half-second just out of reach of Victor's before he quickly realized he no longer had any reason to hesitate.  No longer did he have to mentally prepare himself for the possibility that someone might retreat from his touch, "Ah, my apologies.  I'm still not usedto being one hundred percent fur free."

 

"Not just fur free, darling, but so handsome!" Kavita Rao purred, clinging to Henry McCoy's arm and leaning her head against his shoulder.

 

It was true.  With the help of Dr. Rao,Henry McCoy's animalistic and beastly transformations had been completely reversed.  His blue fur was completely gone.  Even his enlarged hands and feet had shrunken down to normal size.  He did still possess his genius-level intellect and his enhanced physical attributes of superhuman agility, dexterity and strength.  However, in classic Stepford fashion,his outward appearance had simply been changed to be more pleasing to the eye. Yet, these changes were not achieved at the end of a plastic surgeon's scalpel but rather through the radical course of genetic therapy that only Trask's facilities and Rao's expertise could provide.

 

"A beauty such as you, my dear, deserves no less from her beast," Henry smiled.

 

"Alright, lovebirds.  Enough with this mushy stuff.  If you would follow me, I can take you on a short tour before our guest of honor arrives.  Dr. Rao, welcome back.  We've missed you down here," Mr. Trask smiled, kissing her outstretched hand.

 

"How many times do I have to remind you,Victor?  You can call me Kavita. And now that I've finally found my intellectual equal, you will be seeing a lot more of us from now on," the Indian geneticist murmured, "And who are you to speak ill of love and all that 'mushy stuff' since you're going to be married in a week's time?  By the way, how is that scrumptious little fiancé of yours?"

 

"Busy with wedding activities. It's really all she can think about.  All she talks about.  My only real job on the big day is to simply show up at the end of the aisle and try to look decent.  But who am I kidding?  All eyes are going to be on Kitten.  Just as it should be," Trask shrugged his shoulders with a smile, as Dr. McCoy and Dr. Rao followed him.  "Now then, if luck is on our side our newest subject will be arriving very shortly.  I believe you know her, Dr. McCoy.  Hopefully, with it being an old friend,observing her transition into our happy society will be both informative and reassuring all at the same time."

 

"Do I need to be jealous, Henry?" Kavita teased, batting her long eyelashes up at him.

 

"Not to worry, Kavi.  No one can hold a candle to your beauty!" Henry McCoy reassured her, before he shared a passionate kiss with the new love of his life.

 

Kavita Rao had gone through her own changes since becoming a proud member of Stepford society.  While she too retained her vast intellect and genetics expertise, her mind and body had been reshaped to fit the Stepford ideal.  Her once slim stature had been fleshed out into a perfect hourglass figure.  The flimsy material of her red mini-dress strained against the Indian woman's huge, jutting tits, while hugging and displaying the curved of her lovely round hips.  Even Kavita's face had been 'improved' dramatically, being gifted with raised cheekbones that made her naturally beautiful face look more exotic, accentuated by her smaller,dainty nose and enlarged, pussy lips.  Dr. Kavita Rao had been the first,and possibly last, woman to be recruited to Stepford's Think Tank.  With that came the understanding that she would have to go to large means to fit in within Stepford society.  So her chosen reward for the lengths she had gone to do just that was her studly new man in the changed Henry McCoy.  Atrophy that, in her eyes, rivaled and trumped the airheaded housepets her male colleagues seemed to prefer.

 

"Alright, people.  Eyes onme," Mr. Trask announced again over the speakers, "Let me introduce you to the esteemed Dr. Henry McCoy.  Stepford's newest geneticist. He will be sitting in, along with Dr. Rao, for Ms. Munroe's time in the chair.  Henry, do you have any encouraging words to say to the..."

 

"Oh, my stars and garters!" Henry exclaimed, all but ignoring the other scientists in the room.  He rushed over to what appeared to be an odd-looking dentist chair.  He noted how there were straps for the occupant's wrists on the arm rests, more on the chair's legs for the ankles and even a collar-like strap for placing around the sitter's neck.  There was also a deliberately-placed video panel resting right above where the subject's head would rest, along with wires that would presumably be attached to the front lobes and provide data to Trask's staff on how the chair's occupant was progressing.  However, none of these were what had truly drawn Henry McCoy's attention.  What he saw intrigued him, and he put together how everything on the chair worked for its brilliant and nefarious purpose. There was a large dildo on a piston-like device that would be positioned directly between the subject's legs.  Trask could see the gears in McCoy's brain churning, as a smile played on the geneticist's face.  He finally looked up at Trask and his beloved Kavita Rao to say a single word with an astonished smile on his face.  "Fascinating."

 

Trask tapped his earpiece and stepped forward.  He put his hand on McCoy's shoulder, "If you think this is fascinating, Doc, you haven't seen anything yet."


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