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Shelby sat at the lab table, his surroundings bathed by harsh fluorescent bulbs that left the windows to the night darker than interstellar space. He scrolled through the spectrographic data and simulation results with rising confidence. The synthesis had been a success, the purification had been complete, and the predictive model, as well as the preliminary results from the HeLa cultures, indicated his serum—containing a bevy of hormones and proteins cultivated from the cells of a remarkable young woman whose name was kept a mystery by HIPAA—would have a powerful and enduring effect on human cell tissue, reversing the aging process across every cell type thus tested.
The next step would have been for him to begin the process of applying for a license for human testing, but given that “aging” was not an acute or rare condition or seen as requiring urgent treatment the application would drag on for a decade or more. As he pondered this, the pain in his joints returned, making him wince. He clearly might not have a decade.
Turning to the refrigeration cabinet, he gathered the flask of serum and a hypodermic syringe. He poked the syringe through the rubber lid of the flask, withdrew the 10mL dosage he’d calculated based on his height and weight, and replaced the flask in the refrigerator. A quick swab with rubbing alcohol and a short poke later, he felt the serum enter his veins with an icy chill that quickly abated. He threw the syringe away and sat down to wait. The scientist in him had the presence of mind to turn on the camera in his desktop to record any findings or observations as he made them.
He didn’t have long to wait.
After five minutes or so, he felt a sudden itching in his scalp and was shocked to see his hair recover its blond luster, growing to shoulder length in the process. Then he felt a crawling on his skin. Looking down at his hand, he was astonished and pleased to see the wrinkles and spots melt away like wax in a flame, though oddly the hair on his body melted away with them. He turned to the camera. “The only side effect I note is a soreness in my throat and larynx,” he said, then furrowed his brow in confusion as he replayed his words in his head. Unless he was mistaken, his voice had shifted a full octave higher.
He didn’t have long to ponder this, though, as a sudden spasm rocked his body and he felt his muscles loosen. He gave a high-pitched squeal as his shoulders and hipbones resized themselves, almost dislocating in the process. He felt the bones of his face shift and shrink as a gorgeous woman began to take shape on a monitor he was far too distracted to watch.
His hips and buttocks swelled, straining against his pants, but the pressure was relieved when his groin, its contents long-since discarded as a useless relic, took on a new and intriguing shape.
He felt his nipples tingle and begin to puff up, like smoke rising from two long-dormant volcanoes that were about to awaken. Finally, Shelby groaned as two huge, heavy breasts erupted from his chest, bursting through his shirt to bounce and glisten under the brilliant lights.
It took many long moments, and more effort than it had before, but eventually Shelby straightened his back and sat up. He stared at the monitor, entranced by the beauty he saw there and struggling to come to terms with the fact that it was him. Or her, she supposed. Her sudden acceptance of that fact made her wonder for a moment if there might have been mental effects from the serum, but those concerns would have to await medical testing.
Unsure of what else to do, she reverted to her scientific training and began to record her observations.
“The serum has reverted almost all of the visible and tangible signs of aging. I appear to be about twenty-two years of biological age.” She pulled off her lab coat and the remains of her shirt and hung them on the back of her chair. Awkwardly, she undid her belt and removed her pants and boxers, placing them on the bench beside her. Looking down at her new form, she continued.
“It appears that the hormones and enzymes in the serum have inverted my biological sex. This effect was not noted in prior testing as the HeLa cells are all biologically female.”
Sending her hands back behind her, she felt her backside and gave it an appreciative fondle. “My buttocks are tight and round and appear to be about 38 inches all around, though I will have to measure them later.”
After a moment’s reluctance, she hefted her huge new breasts, blushing as she squeezed them appraisingly.
“My breasts are firm and appear quite large. I estimate my bust to be approximately a G-cup, but will have to measure it later.” She tugged on her nipples and gasped. “My nipples are incredibly sensitive and respond to touch, causing...” She gulped, her breath coming heavier now, “…physical arousal.”
She paused for a long moment. With the blood pounding in her ears, and her breathing now even heavier than her titanic chest, she swallowed and said, “I will now test the pubic region for...“ she paused, licking her lips, “…sensitivity.”
She reached down to touch her moist cleft. The brush of her fingers sent a shiver up her spine and caused her to let out a faint gasp. After a moment’s hesitation, she began to slowly stroke the crest poking out from between her lips, sending waves of pleasure through her willowy new body. With her free hand, she hefted one of her massive mammaries and began suck it greedily as her strokes grew frenzied. All thought of narration was driven from her mind as a hot blast of pleasure exploded outward from her clit and rocketed up her spine to gently caress her forehead before dissipating.
After a moment’s recovery, she began again. She would discover how many orgasms this body could take and publish her findings. For science.

Description
Final form

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Shelby sat at the lab table, his surroundings bathed by harsh fluorescent bulbs that left the windows to the night darker than interstellar space. He scrolled through the spectrographic data and simulation results with rising confidence. The synthesis had been a success, the purification had been complete, and the predictive model, as well as the preliminary results from the HeLa cultures, indicated his serum—containing a bevy of hormones and proteins cultivated from the cells of a remarkable young woman whose name was kept a mystery by HIPAA—would have a powerful and enduring effect on human cell tissue, reversing the aging process across every cell type thus tested.
The next step would have been for him to begin the process of applying for a license for human testing, but given that “aging” was not an acute or rare condition or seen as requiring urgent treatment the application would drag on for a decade or more. As he pondered this, the pain in his joints returned, making him wince. He clearly might not have a decade.
Turning to the refrigeration cabinet, he gathered the flask of serum and a hypodermic syringe. He poked the syringe through the rubber lid of the flask, withdrew the 10mL dosage he’d calculated based on his height and weight, and replaced the flask in the refrigerator. A quick swab with rubbing alcohol and a short poke later, he felt the serum enter his veins with an icy chill that quickly abated. He threw the syringe away and sat down to wait. The scientist in him had the presence of mind to turn on the camera in his desktop to record any findings or observations as he made them.
He didn’t have long to wait.
After five minutes or so, he felt a sudden itching in his scalp and was shocked to see his hair recover its blond luster, growing to shoulder length in the process. Then he felt a crawling on his skin. Looking down at his hand, he was astonished and pleased to see the wrinkles and spots melt away like wax in a flame, though oddly the hair on his body melted away with them. He turned to the camera. “The only side effect I note is a soreness in my throat and larynx,” he said, then furrowed his brow in confusion as he replayed his words in his head. Unless he was mistaken, his voice had shifted a full octave higher.
He didn’t have long to ponder this, though, as a sudden spasm rocked his body and he felt his muscles loosen. He gave a high-pitched squeal as his shoulders and hipbones resized themselves, almost dislocating in the process. He felt the bones of his face shift and shrink as a gorgeous woman began to take shape on a monitor he was far too distracted to watch.
His hips and buttocks swelled, straining against his pants, but the pressure was relieved when his groin, its contents long-since discarded as a useless relic, took on a new and intriguing shape.
He felt his nipples tingle and begin to puff up, like smoke rising from two long-dormant volcanoes that were about to awaken. Finally, Shelby groaned as two huge, heavy breasts erupted from his chest, bursting through his shirt to bounce and glisten under the brilliant lights.
It took many long moments, and more effort than it had before, but eventually Shelby straightened his back and sat up. He stared at the monitor, entranced by the beauty he saw there and struggling to come to terms with the fact that it was him. Or her, she supposed. Her sudden acceptance of that fact made her wonder for a moment if there might have been mental effects from the serum, but those concerns would have to await medical testing.
Unsure of what else to do, she reverted to her scientific training and began to record her observations.
“The serum has reverted almost all of the visible and tangible signs of aging. I appear to be about twenty-two years of biological age.” She pulled off her lab coat and the remains of her shirt and hung them on the back of her chair. Awkwardly, she undid her belt and removed her pants and boxers, placing them on the bench beside her. Looking down at her new form, she continued.
“It appears that the hormones and enzymes in the serum have inverted my biological sex. This effect was not noted in prior testing as the HeLa cells are all biologically female.”
Sending her hands back behind her, she felt her backside and gave it an appreciative fondle. “My buttocks are tight and round and appear to be about 38 inches all around, though I will have to measure them later.”
After a moment’s reluctance, she hefted her huge new breasts, blushing as she squeezed them appraisingly.
“My breasts are firm and appear quite large. I estimate my bust to be approximately a G-cup, but will have to measure it later.” She tugged on her nipples and gasped. “My nipples are incredibly sensitive and respond to touch, causing...” She gulped, her breath coming heavier now, “…physical arousal.”
She paused for a long moment. With the blood pounding in her ears, and her breathing now even heavier than her titanic chest, she swallowed and said, “I will now test the pubic region for...“ she paused, licking her lips, “…sensitivity.”
She reached down to touch her moist cleft. The brush of her fingers sent a shiver up her spine and caused her to let out a faint gasp. After a moment’s hesitation, she began to slowly stroke the crest poking out from between her lips, sending waves of pleasure through her willowy new body. With her free hand, she hefted one of her massive mammaries and began suck it greedily as her strokes grew frenzied. All thought of narration was driven from her mind as a hot blast of pleasure exploded outward from her clit and rocketed up her spine to gently caress her forehead before dissipating.
After a moment’s recovery, she began again. She would discover how many orgasms this body could take and publish her findings. For science.