Red desires

Chapter 5

The growling of my stomach woke me up. I looked around me. It was familiar. I was not in the Red Room anymore. I was once again on the lab table, with only Miss Ruby and her assistant. The man was sucking on a red lollipop with barely no interest at all while Miss Ruby was checking on some technical papers.

"Food..." I moaned with the little energy that I have left.

Miss Ruby didn't seem to hear me as she continued to focus on her matters, but her assistant turned to me. He bit his lips thinking if it was wise to make me eat at this time. Finally, he got the thin tube to my lips and I sucked eagerly. I couldn't have been more grateful for this gesture. To my surprise, it actually tasted good. It was mashed oats but it tasted sweet, maybe honey with bits of fruits. The most important thing was that it was actual food, not some synthetic food that tasted like paper.

"That's enough," said Miss Ruby taking the tube out of my mouth, "she's on diet, remember?" She shot him a killing look that terrified me but he just shrugged his shoulders in response. At least I got something in my stomach.

She got a measuring tape out of her pockets and began taking measures of my body. First my stomach, then she went lower down my hips and bottom. Lastly she came to my boobs which, now that I looked closely, were actually a little bigger. How did they get that? Is that just the liquid they put on me or was my body getting thinner that it made my breasts look bigger?

"Looks like the serum has worked, Cyrus. We got 5 inches more on the chest size." In comparison, hers looked three times bigger, I couldn't even imagine how she could go on the streets with these.

All through the examination, I couldn't budge, I was too weak to fight them so all I did was trying to relax and think about other stuff to get more comfortable.

Memories of the last days came to my mind in flashbacks, the first screening, the analysis, the orgasms. I closed my eyes to think of other things, better memories. I missed the time when I was in high school and shared a meal with Lisa in the cafeteria. We watched pranks on TikTok and planned on doing them on the football team players. Unfortunately, none of us had shaving cream to put on their lockers so it just remained a dream for us.

There was also that time during Mr Devon's class when we had a copy to return and mine was late because I had something that delayed my work. Anyway, when I handed it to him the next morning, he seemed to be pissed at me. I remembered fantasizing that all the other classmates were gone and we were alone in the classroom. He would take me by my wrists, pin me to the table, lift my skirt, exposing my bottom to his liking. He would ram inside me, hard, and I would beg him to stop but that only excited him to do more as I too was more than heated by this turn of event. Oh my gosh, I was wet again.

"There we go." Miss Ruby's voice woke me from my reverie. She was holding another syringe with what looked like the same substance they injected on me the first time. It was green, thick and disgusting. If I had the choice, I wouldn't let anyone with it near me. I couldn't suppress a wince as she walked to me. "Your second dose, huh? Excited, aren't you, my little whore?"

"Are you kidding me?" It's like she really believes everything she does is good or something. Maybe she really is crazy. Yet, everything I saw here - the machines, the experiences, the rules - everything seemed so elaborate. That couldn't be just the work of a crazy person.

"What does this thing do?"

She turned to her assistant "Tsk- I think our little protégée doesn't understand how it works here yet, Cyrus." In response, he simply licked his lollipop. She lowered herself to me, "You shouldn't talk here without being asked, sweetie. It's as simple as that."

"I'm not a machine. I'm not your fucking sex slave. I have to talk. I need to. That's my right. Any lawyer can tell you that. Where's my lawyer? I want to see him."