The cost of Infinity

Chap 7: Fear the unknown

The lights were dim as the scientists walked into the room with a third scientist in tow this time. But this one seems distant, and I can instantly tell she's the "manager" I was demanding to speak to earlier. She stands off to my left side, and just as 9335 was about to inject a second dose of "truth serum" into me, Ms. Manager intervenes. "we need her natural reaction to this 9335," she says with a commanding voice. He swiftly backs away and places the needle back on the table.

9782 steps forward next, "I am certain we have made the most appropriate selection this time. we will get the reaction we are looking for" he sounds so confident about this. I must admit it piques my curiosity, even if only slightly. The manager nods, and the three of them stand behind me as the room goes dark.

One more photo is shown. It's similar to the last photo, a woman standing about 5'7, her hair cut into a short pixie cut, muscular arms and legs, a washboard stomach, and... my heart starts beating as if I'm a thoroughbred race house running in the Kentucky derby. I hear the three whispering to each other, almost frantic, and I try to calm myself down because I know these machines I'm hooked up to are spitting out data faster than they can probably process, but I can't control myself.

Between the woman's legs is a shaft so plentiful in length and width that a man wouldn't dare name it something as basic as a peter, johnson, or willy. This cock would be named something regal like Atticus, Sparticus, or Anubis. Any of those ISes names would fit perfectly. At that moment, I knew without a doubt that the scientists had found what I was hoping they wouldn't. They have located my secret collection of 3d futanari porn from my computer. I knew I should have used incognito mode.

I turn my head and shut my eyes. I started doing my controlled breathing that they taught us in yoga class. I can feel it working as my heartbeat returns to a normal rhythm. I also realized I had been clenching my fists, so I relaxed my hands and opened my eyes at the perfect moment to see the manager leave the room.

9782 steps in front of me "we have the data we need now, Infinity," he tells me. "great, now what are you going to do with it?" I tried to seem as nonchalant as possible when asking him the question, but I was never good at hiding my true feelings when it came to my face. I know he can tell I'm worried, so he places a hand on my shoulder and looks me in the eyes "we will enter the data into our system, and it will select your mate."

Suddenly I just feel sick "hey, Dr.Jekyll, can you just put me to sleep for a while. This is a lot to take in, and I'm in desperate need of an emotional reset" 9782 raises his eyebrows at me. "Dr. Jekyll?" he asks with a slight chuckle. "yeah, and your other half is Mr.Hyde" I smile at him, knowing he appreciates my joke. "of course," he replies as he injects me with smurf juice for the last time. As I start to fade out, I see blurry images of him leaving the room with 9335. "why do I have to be Mr. Hyde" 9335 questions. "well, you haven't been the most friendly towards her," he says with slight humor to his voice. "she was rude first!" 9335 exclaims. 9782 rolls his eyes and teases his coworker, "now, Mr. Hyde, you know better than to let the experiments get under your skin." "well, she is a little parasite," 9335 retorts. I let my body go limp as I bask in the satisfaction of the mutual disgust that 9335 and I share for each other.

I know the longer I'm here that means, the longer I'm away from my family, but I'm in no rush to wake up this time. I guess my body is finally adapting to the smurf juice because I'm in this lucid dream state. My mate is all I keep saying to myself as images of big green futanari orcs and demon devil futanari succubi from PHUB flash in my vision. Can I just refuse to do this? Why am I only asking this question now? I guess that's my fault, though. I did hype myself up into thinking they might chop off my arms or legs if I resisted. I try to think about what my parents might say if they were here, and this wasn't a kidnapping situation, but I know them both too well. They would mutually agree that I should decide for myself. 

I wasn't raised to fear the unknown; I was taught to seek it out and make it my bitch, so that's what I'll do.