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Bio Forge Master (Rewrite) by Throwaway1971
Books » Private Rated: M, English, Romance, Words: 137k+, Favs: 68, Follows: 80, Published: Dec 12, 2023 Updated: Mar 15, 2024
29Chapter 16: 14
Bio-Forge Master
Chapter 14
A few days after the hospital fiasco (two if you want specifics) Fran decided that should lie low for a while, not because he did anything wrong (though there were a few that believed he did in operating on comatose people) but mainly because he'd finally found himself secure, and he decided to truly sit down and dissect his perks and figure out what he can and can't do.
Also, he wanted to focus on the enhancements he had planned for himself, Taylor, and Aisha.
He roughly had a list of tasks he needed to address: Sit down and truly examine his perks, finalize the augmentation processes for Taylor and Aisha, assess the hospital (clean it up), look to getting it brought up to code, check on the people modified by Orchard (debatable), do something for good PR (maybe go to an animal shelter or something?). He also needs to refine the concept of 'weaponizing withdrawal' as testing shows the detox darts don't deliver enough to fully flush an adult human's body.
He also needed to decide on Aisha's animal for her Hybrid Phase; he'd narrowed it down to a bat or chameleon. However, he'd have to talk about it with her and figure out what she'd prefer.
Though making a chimera is possible, it'd be rather time-consuming to ensure the two animals combined properly without any issues.
He is still working on the list, but that's everything he could think of off the top of his head.
However, while his body worked on that, Fran however decided to treat the girls. After contacting the Numbers Man and getting an actual account for his money, Fran decided that would go hard on the Merchants. Using the SEP field to its maximum strength, or at least as strong as he felt comfortable using anyway, he cleaned house. Easily pumping his account flush with funds, which meant he could spoil his girls.
Granted, he had only slept with Aisha (something he really needed to do again… after the Human enhancement process was finalized and initiated) but he still called them his girls regardless. And if the emotions he'd been picking up from Aisha were any hint, she obviously wanted Taylor to 'join in' and… Fran wasn't entirely against it.
Even before Fran 'made her not look like an upright frog' to quote Taylor, she already had the potential of being attractive. True, while she didn't have the tits of a conventionally attractive woman, she had the legs and hips, not to mention her slender figure is honestly more appealing to Fran in all honesty. Don't get him wrong, he loves him some nice tits, but he is firmly an ass and leg man at heart.
And in his desire to treat Taylor, Fran and Aisha were helping her get some more flattering clothes. Fran of course being the voice of reason when Aisha tried to get her into some… well let's call it 'ghetto chic', don't get Fran wrong Aisha looked good in it but… honestly didn't seem to be Taylor's style. Ultimately, they managed to get Taylor some nice clothes, not a lot because the girl still had her pride, just a set of casual clothes and some workout clothes.
Aisha gave Fran a 'seriously, you getting on me?' look when he picked out some yoga pants and a leotard. The kind that really emphasized what god gave her.
Fran ignored these looks entirely.
"You shouldn't have spent so much money on me…" Taylor mumbled; her face having taken on a seemingly permanent blush as she returned to Fran's apartment.
"Tay girl, you got some assets in that behind and legs!" Aisha said, giving the girl a hug and squeezing and rubbing said assets, making Taylor blush even more, "It's a crime to hide these behind those baggy clothes! Besides, you can tell me when you didn't feel sexy when modeling, eh?"
Taylor just clammed up, and Fran swore he saw smoke coming out of her ears! And deciding to take pity on Taylor, he easily pulled Aisha away from her… which just made him the target of Aisha's… harness. And when she groped him… he seriously considered just skipping the Human augmentation procedure and just exhausting her right there and then!
Truly, losing his virginity had awoken a beast inside of him.
"Aisha, give Taylor a break." He said eventually as he unlocked the door and let them in, "Taylor? If you want to try out your clothes, go ahead, don't feel like you need to though." Though, despite his words, he honestly wouldn't mind seeing Taylor in a leotard and yoga pants again.
Taylor just blushed before she took the clothes and scurried off to the bathroom, leaving Aisha and Fran alone. Fran just went over to the fridge and pulled out two sodas, one for him and the other for Aisha, before he started to make some tea for Taylor. Aisha took her drink and decided to pester Fran some more, grinning impishly the entire time.
"Sooooo, whatcha think about Tay?" She asked coyly.
"What do you mean?" Fran knew exactly what Aisha was asking honestly but felt like messing with her a bit.
"Come on! You seriously don't want to clap those cheeks?" Aisha asked, looking at him with a raised brow, "Don't think I didn't miss you staring when she tried on the yoga pants."
Fran considered playing clueless but felt that it would've been too much, besides she wasn't wrong.
"I certainly wouldn't deny her if she asked." Fran admitted as he focused on preparing Taylor's tea, "I imagine that's your end goal?"
Aisha just scoffed and elbowed him, "No! I mean… well yeah, it'd be hot, but that's not all!" She said with a scowl, "Tay is a good girl who gets shit on by everyone in school with only a few exceptions. My girl deserves all sorts of good things, and I decided I should share my good things with her!"
Fran just smiled faintly as he poured Taylor some tea, "You're a good friend, Aisha." To be honest, he didn't expect something like that from her, but he was proud that she surprised him.
It was easy just to dismiss Aisha as the Agent of Chaos she acts, but the truth is she really does care. If she didn't care, why would she pester him about detoxing her mother? Hell, she suggested things he could do that would just help out in general! She even suggested he visit a dog shelter a 'colleague' (his words, not hers) of her brother's ran to help the animals.
Which gave him the idea of expanding on that and visiting other vets to help out.
"Want me to toss your salad and surprise Taylor?" And there is the gremlin that Aisha is.
What is sad is that Fran barely blinked in surprise at the crass offer, it was par the course for Aisha really. Besides, he knew Aisha knew that he knew she wasn't serious in her offer, it would only make Taylor uncomfortable and would make it seem like they were trying to pressure her into doing something she was uncomfortable with.
Not to say Fran wasn't tempted, of course, Aisha for whatever reason liked giving exaggerated blowjobs. And Fran certainly wasn't going to kink shame her, whatever gets you going… well as long as it wasn't too squik. But still, that doesn't mean that Aisha doesn't surprise him on occasion with her antics.
"Aisha, you know that would make Taylor uncomfortable." Admittedly she would be more interested, and not for the first time, Fran wondered what Aisha had told the girl.
Aisha just scoffed, "Please, you could start fucking my face and when Tay came in and saw I bet you twenty bucks in a few minutes you'd feel her sucking on your balls!"
A part of him really wanted to take Aisha up on that bet, he couldn't deny.
"As much as I want to take you up on that, I'll have to say no." And Fran really hated denying her, his sex drive seemed on a hair trigger since that night not too long ago and well… Aisha is Aisha.
Not to say she blue-balled him often, but goddamn when she does it's horrible! Thankfully while she's resistant to fucking, at least until he augmented her to keep up, that doesn't mean oral is off the table.
And it went without saying, but Fran and Aisha alike were very familiar with each other by now.
"... I feel like having some cookies." Fran said, "How about you? I have a nice no-bake recipe."
"Eh, sure. Dazzle us with your culinary wizardry!" Aisha said, making Fran roll his eyes.
Having only had her powers for a short period of time, she'd come to trust it. Using the Route she was on the road to patching up her estranged relationship with her dad, though she knew (and the Route told her) it would never be as strong as it once was. Her power was surprisingly good at psychoanalyzing her, and as much as it pained her to admit it… she did hold some resentment over how her dad simply stopped after mom died.
She understood, of course, but it doesn't change the fact that it hurt. He wasn't the only one hurting after she died, but Taylor slowly got better. Her dad… didn't, he's largely going through the motions with faint glimpses of who he used to be.
But that isn't the reason why she was staring at her new clothes.
[To Initiate Intimacy Wear Yoga Pants and Leotard]
She wasn't stalling out of any difficulties putting them on, the leotard was rather awkward to put on but manageable and the yoga pants while tight weren't too difficult. No, what was stopping her was her own insecurities and self-pity.
Was she really going to use her powers to get a relationship with a claimed man? Yes, yes, she was… and it ate at her.
Ignoring the fact that Aisha had been trying to arrange the whole thing, she's socially awkward not oblivious and stupid, the fact that she needed her powers to help her just burned at what little pride she had left. Again, she understood it wasn't really her fault either, it was Emma's for apparently going insane and deciding that tormenting her proved something. Taylor didn't understand it and… she was still debating overusing her power to figure out why it happened at all.
But again, she was distracting herself from her current situation. She'd already resolved to do it, but those old doubts and fears kept her frozen. Irritatingly enough, they all sounded like Emma too. She wasn't pretty enough, she was just a loser, a crybaby, a weak worm (wait that one sounded like Sophia actually), and so on.
[You Are Attractive and Fran Finds You Desirable]
Did she accidentally Route a way to free herself from her self-doubts? Or were her powers acting on their own when it saw her not doing anything? Something to consider later as she stripped completely and started to put on the yoga pants and leotard.
After finishing, she looked at herself in the mirror and blushed, it was amazing just how much difference wearing panties and a training bra can make. Her clothes looked painted on and… left nothing to the imagination. She could clearly see her nipples and… cameltoe, she's pretty sure that's what it is called.
Though she was glad she had shaved recently.
Shaking her head, she turned on the faucet and wetted her face, more to psych herself up more than anything. She couldn't deny that she was extremely nervous, what if she was misreading everything? What if this was just a joke to Aisha (which she knew it wasn't, the girl is mischievous but not malicious… well to her anyway).
[Fran Will Ensure You Will Never Forget This]
"Seriously? What the hell power?" Shaking her head, she grabbed a hand towel and dried her face, she'd think about it more later.
Taking one last calming breath, she left the bathroom and headed towards the living room, subconsciously swaying her hips as she walked.
She found Fran and Aisha sitting on the couch with a plate filled with some sort of cookies talking animatedly, well Aisha was and Fran was answering all her questions with an amused smile. She stopped just shy of entering fully and listened in curiously.
"So, you got the first step all worked out!?" Aisha asked eagerly.
"Yep. Using my new body as a guinea pig, I streamlined the entire augmentation process." Fran said, "I call it Human, you'll still be human but just extra. And you'll register as completely human as well, despite the integrated cybernetics."
"What's the process? How does it work!?" She asked, sounding giddy.
"Well, The Cradle fundamentally rebuilds you from the molecular level." Fran said, "The only problem is that the process takes some time to complete. For me, it took longer as I was rebuilding my entire body from scratch with nothing but a genetic sample, and incorporating all my augmentations into the body to make them appear more natural than they did before. Of course, that body has regained its petite size due to all the muscle and skeletal upgrades now being incorporated into my baseline genetics." He explained.
Fran paused to take a bite of a cookie and drink some soda before continuing.
"The next step for you and Taylor, if she's inclined to join, I call the Hybrid Phase. In which you both will gain two separate transformations." He said, "The first will essentially be your human form only with some animal features. Using Taylor for example, her first form would be extremely toned, with some very well-defined and strong legs with a pair of rabbit ears replacing her human ones. However, in the second form her animal traits would be more prevalent, her legs and possibly her forearms. However, I'm still attempting to figure out the potential effects of the Hybrid Effect, not just the physical but the psychological as well."
"Psycho-what now?" Aisha asked now, sounding cautious, "This'll fuck with our heads!?" At least she sounded upset about it.
"Not like you're imagining." Fran said calmly, "More like… new instincts and possibly physiological changes. For example, Taylor may find herself more… twitchy I suppose, she'll have a harder time staying still outside of sleeping. She could also develop what I refer to as a 'Prey Sense' that allows her to detect danger. Another physiological change possibly being an increased libido and fertility. Don't look at me like that, you know how fast rabbits breed! It's a perfectly logical assumption."
"... Well, I guess it's a good thing you're shooting blanks." Aisha said, after a few moments of glaring, giggling at Fran's expense.
Taylor herself felt strangely disappointed, but for the life of her she didn't understand why.
"Maybe when you're both older, and I don't have to worry about your fathers trying to murder me? That'll change." Fran retorted maturely.
"Is that a club in your pants, or are you happy to see me?" Aisha sassed, "Does the thought of pumping two supple and nubile females full of babies and ruining our sexy bodies making you horny?~" She teased.
"It's only natural for a male to find the thought of siring the next generation arousing." Aisha just stared at him unamused, "Yes, yes it does. However, since I am the responsible one, there will be no teenage pregnancies." He said, ignoring Aisha hitting his chest at the 'responsible one' shot.
Aisha just huffed and grumbled as she crossed her arms, though not before taking another cookie, "Okay dude this are awesome, and I demand a weekly tribute of these!" Fran just rolled his eyes with a chuckle at her demand, "So you got any more surprises?"
"Yes actually." Fran said, surprising Aisha slightly, "I've got some more… esoteric samples as well. I'm currently going through them and deciding which has the most potential but less risk."
Aisha just looked at him oddly and Fran just shrugged, "Supernatural samples. Like vampire fangs, werewolf saliva, and other shit like that." He explained.
"Man, your power is SO fucking weird, man." Aisha said, shaking her head, "Seriously Eidolon is considered the Trumpiest Trump, honestly I think you'll dethrone him with your own bullshit eventually."
"Perhaps." Fran admitted, "So Taylor, want to join the discussion?"
Taylor squeaked in surprise and after taking another steadying breath she stepped into the room proper, her right arm rubbing her left shyly.
CP Gained: 270
CP Available: 570
Banked!
On one hand, again with these uneven numbers, dammit! But on the other hand, holy shit!
Aisha giggled, "Told you she is down bad for you!~" Aisha teased.
Goddammit Aisha!
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Bio Forge Master (Rewrite) by Throwaway1971
Books » Private Rated: M, English, Romance, Words: 137k+, Favs: 68, Follows: 80, Published: Dec 12, 2023 Updated: Mar 15, 2024
29Chapter 17: 14-5
Bio-Forge Master
Chapter 14.5 aka Taylor Interlewd
Honestly? Fran always thought Taylor was cute, and his 'fixing' her was less that and more giving her body a jumpstart. Tweaking her metabolism without throwing it entirely out of balance, a faint adjustment to her digestive system to make it more efficient (which was redundant as the human digestive system is already pretty efficient) and correcting the minor case of malnutrition along with some genetic faults that would've led to problems as she aged.
He also corrected her vision, so her glasses were actually just regular glass and not prescription lenses.
However, that was neither here nor there as Fran found himself admiring Taylor. While she often griped about not having any breasts, the truth is she had this slender and leggy figure that most models would kill for. Also, between his tweaking of her muscles and metabolism, her daily runs and the resistance training she picked up were already showing results. Her muscles were now decidedly more firm and toned than before, however due to Taylor's preference for baggy clothing no one would ever realize it.
Give it a few months, she could start wearing clothes that actually fit and no one would suspect a thing.
The leotard and yoga pants absolutely left nothing to the imagination and conformed to her body, honestly Fran suspected they were a bit too tight as they looked painted on. However, he had absolutely no problem with that, as his eyes took in Taylor's shy form.
It was sexy and adorable at the same time, and Fran loved it.
So did Aisha, given that other than her initial comment she didn't say anything else, and with a quick peek at her, he realized with some amusement that she was staring at Taylor's very obvious camel toe. Not that Fran blamed her, he found himself staring as well.
Fran opened his mouth but closed it, in thought, before opening it again, "Are you sure about this?" He asked.
He could tell she was serious, but all the same, he didn't want her to think she needed to have sex with him to pay him back. He wouldn't turn it down, of course, but he was helping because he wanted to. Not because he was looking forward to getting something in return.
She just shyly nodded her head, and immediately I decided that Aisha needed to be distracted.
Taylor and Aisha looked when they heard a door open and stared as Dr. Patches stepped out of the closet and used TK to yoink Aisha away and into his arms before walking back into the closet with the door closing behind them.
"I felt that you really didn't want Aisha's… herness to throw you off." Fran said, getting another sheepish nod from Taylor.
"Aisha… is nice but…" Taylor just trailed off, not sure what to say.
"Too enthusiastic?" Fran suggested getting a nod from Taylor.
Fran just chuckled and got up and walked over to Taylor and pulled her closer to him, making her squeak when she felt his erection pressing against his jeans. It may have been cheating but Fran knew that she was enjoying this, it made her think of all those romance 'novels' she secretly enjoys but never dreamed of ever experiencing.
"Seems like Taylor is something of a hopeless romantic." Well, there was only one thing left to do really.
Thankfully Fran had augmented this body or else this would be rather embarrassing, though he needed to give it the Human augmentation. Still giving Taylor a peck on the lips he picked her up in a bridal carry, making her blush something terrible, and Fran could only imagine how amusing they looked seeing as Taylor was taller and technically more muscular than him.
Still, now he had to fulfill some of her hopeless romantic fantasies!
"Why do you have boobs?" Dr. Patches wasn't even surprised as Aisha gave them a squeeze… and he grumbled about accidentally including nerves, "They are nice boobs, but why do you have boobs!?" Aisha demanded as she played with his boobs.
"Honestly, they started as overexaggerated pectoral muscles." Dr. Patches said dryly, "And after some thought I decided to add subtle pockets of energy dense fat around my body, and I looked at my overly large pecs and figured why not screw with people more?"
"Nice, I approve!" Dr. Patches snorted, of course she would, "Sooo… like is this where I get dommed by my Dickgirl Mommy or what?"
He wasn't even surprised, really, he wasn't.
"Well, I was thinking about talking about your augmentations." He said, "I've got your supernatural sample decided, I just need to do some experiments, so you don't get all the weaknesses associated with the creature in question. But onto more 'mundane' augments which would you prefer? Being a flier using a bat or the ultimate infiltrator using either a chameleon sample or octopus?"
"... We're going to fuck after we finish this." Aisha said as she trembled in excitement, "Also ultimate infiltrator! And well… why not both?"
Dr. Patches just chuckled but didn't deny her. Though splicing chameleon and octopus genetics will be a little troublesome, it's a good thing The Cradle came with a stupid number of genetic sequences already!
He was thinking of using Trioceros jacksonii, or Jackson's Horned Chameleon, and either Blue-ringed octopus or the Vampyroteuthis infernalis also known as the Vampire squid.
… Aisha is going to have too much fun with the bioluminescence… he could already imagine the things she'd do with it.
Though perhaps he should experiment mixing various cephalopods before deciding, he could create a mega squid and blend in the chameleon for Aisha.
Taylor may have some romantic (if cliché) fantasies but goddamn if it didn't make Fran horny, honestly, he was surprised he didn't start popping the seams of his jeans as he peeled off her yoga pants as she laid on his bed looking like he most sexy demure virgin ever.
Which she was, but Fran rightly didn't care!
For a second, he wanted nothing more than to move the crotch of her leotard out of the way and dig in but didn't and instead kissed her as he massaged her legs. Taylor mewled into the kiss, relishing the kiss as her arms tugged at his own clothes without really doing anything.
Nothing but a short burst of telekinesis couldn't fix, and soon he was naked, and Taylor was rubbing his back and her legs wrapped around his waist. Though Fran felt oddly… naked without the surgical scarring and stitchwork. Something that he couldn't have on this body to keep him and separate.
In a rather strange twist, Taylor didn't want Fran to remove the leotard, but he didn't have a problem with it. Taylor whined a little and Fran knew what she wanted, and with one hand he reached down to grab himself and line himself up with her virginal pussy then he in a swift motion entered and claimed her virginity (metaphorically anyway) and simply rested as he allowed her to adjust to his size.
He also may have used his TK to stimulate her clit, making her squirm in pleasure as she held onto him like a sexy spider monkey.
After giving her a few minutes to adjust Fran started slowly withdrawing from her depths only to thrust back in, slowly building up speed until the room was filled with the sound of their fucking.
Eventually Fran was fucking her at a steady pace as was up right, his hands on her hips squeezing and rubbing her thighs. Taylor was besides herself in pleasure and even covered her face, he just chuckled as he continued fucking her. His hands wandered from her hips to her modest breasts, squeezing and massaging them.
However, even with her enhanced body Taylor was still a virgin and ultimately her body tensed as she shuddered and climaxed. Pulling out of her he climbed onto the bed and laid beside her before rolling her over onto her side and after a moment Taylor shuddered again as Fran entered again.
The new position excited her, and she awkwardly tried rolling her hips.
Fran just chuckled as her head turned to him, and he gave her a kiss, "Let me take care of you." He said, "You can experiment next time." He added before he started kissing and nibbling on her neck, making her mewl in vague protest.
Said protest was noted and summarily ignored as Fran continued to sexually, please and spoil his girl!
Watching Aisha lay in The Cradle naked not for the first time, and it'd never be the last time, Dr. Patches admired her figure. She, like Taylor, possessed modest breasts, but she certainly made up for it downstairs. It may have been crude, but Aisha is THICC with an extra c, and Dr. Patches loved it.
"So how's this supposed to work again?" Aisha asked as she looked at him curiously, and he certainly didn't miss the fact that her nipples were stiff like pebbles.
"The Cradle will fundamentally rebuild you from the molecular level." Dr. Patches said as he checked the computer again, "I've already loaded up the Human augmentation process, so in about… roughly three to four hours you'll be baseline superhuman. Don't ask what that is in PRT ratings though, I've also included various cerebral augments that should in theory make your undiagnosed ADHD into something beneficial to you."
"I demand sexy upgrades!" Aisha exclaimed, "I wanna milk you and do all sorts of lewd things!"
Dr. Patches just shook his head and loaded up the requested augmentations to give her a level of muscular control over her vaginal muscles that was impossible even for people that did the kegel exercises. And… after a few seconds of thought he included a few little adjustments to increase her sensitivity.
His true revenge would be after the modifications, where he would implant some subtle augments that would stop her from cumming without his permission along with some adjustable vibes with him easily able to control them with his psychic powers.
"Okay, make the modification time five or six hours." Dr. Patches said, "Now just close your eyes and relax, and trust me having done this to myself, you won't feel a thing. At most a full body tingle."
Aisha just huffed and closed her eyes, and Dr. Patches injected her with a muscle relaxant to counteract her fidgets.
As the machine hummed to life and started working, Dr. Patches decided to enjoy the peace and relax himself.
CP Gained: 170
CP Available: 740
Lewd Roll
Rolling
Toymaker (400 CP) (Monster Hunter XXX)
Success!
Remaining CP: 340
Dr. Patches blinked as he reviewed the information the perk gave him, it was… decidedly odd, actually. Sexual enhancements weren't beyond him, and now his knowledge included how to make the best sex toys imaginable. Toys that actually… doubled as weapons? That is… that's very weird, actually.
Though now he actually had a method to punish Aisha and not feel guilty, knowing the minx she would enjoy it and hate the fact she enjoyed it!
Taylor laid on Fran's chest panting, sometime during their coupling she removed her leotard, exposing her sweat slicked breasts. Her face was flush from both exhaustion and embarrassment as she rested her head on his chest, her hand tracing circles on his stomach. She was sore in ways she never imagined she'd feel in her life, and despite her own self-doubts… she didn't regret a second of it.
Honestly, how Fran took control and told her to let him take care of everything made her quiver, and she relished how after her second climax he didn't stop fucking her! Causing the lightning to never end, she could've died that moment, and she would've died a happy woman.
Feeling her… her man massaging her pleasantly sore ass, she never realized she liked spankings until he started doing it. Taylor felt genuinely relaxed for the first time in over a year. The fact that she could still feel his warmth sloshing around in her made her well abused cunny tingle happily.
She hummed happily as she started kissing his chest, moaning when she felt a finger teasing her petals. With a grunt of exertion, she finally pushed herself until she was on top, and she met Fran's gaze.
He had a content smile and his eyes showed nothing but genuine affection, and she could feel his desire rising again. Without a bit of hesitation, she kissed him before breaking away, their lips still connected by a single string of saliva.
"I'm on top this time." She said as she slid back, pushing herself upright and lining herself up with her new favorite thing before immediately dropping, taking him all the way to the base.
The way his cock hit her inner walls almost made her climax on the spot. And after a few minutes of relishing the fullness once more, she started bouncing on his shaft. Eager to fill her depths once more with his love.
Any thoughts of the consequences never even occurred to her, in fact didn't he say something about it before? She couldn't recall at the moment, but figured it didn't matter as she leaned forward slightly, using her arms to support herself, and she continued to bounce.
She gasped even more when Fran rose up slightly and took one of her nipples into his mouth and suckled on them.
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Bio Forge Master (Rewrite) by Throwaway1971
Books » Private Rated: M, English, Romance, Words: 137k+, Favs: 68, Follows: 80, Published: Dec 12, 2023 Updated: Mar 15, 2024
29Chapter 18: 15
Nightmare723764: The following scenes were written and shared by the prussian grenadier. Also, it should be said that this all takes place about two days after chapter 14.
Bio-Forge Master
Chapter 15
Taylor felt her heartbeat as hard as possible, this being her first patrol she while she had been hoping for some excitement, she didn't expect fucking Hookwolf! She didn't even realize she had wandered into E88 territory or that this was one of Hookwolf's dog fighting rings! The murderous parahuman came into view and glared at her. What's worse is that she didn't even have a cape name yet!
"Get down rabbit girl, or I will fucking end you" he said, apparently, she strayed too close to a haunt of his… or he's just being an asshole in general.
Taylor wouldn't deny she was worried, but it didn't show (actually if not for that weird VR thing Taylor wasn't sure if she would've been able to hide her nerves), and in fact her mind went to a little tidbit of knowledge that Fran had given her. The fact that it was right after her first testing her transformative abilities. She couldn't really call it Changer technically, but she supposed the term was interchangeable in her case.
In a battle of Changers one element people rarely consider is the transformation time, Lung could easily destroy Hookwolf after a few minutes, but Lung would be nothing but a ragdoll for Hookwolf until then, and even then Hookwolf would be faster unless Lung grew wings, and he knew to not push Lung to that point. It took many fights between the two for Hookwolf to figure it out, but he did, and tried to keep things from escalating to that point.
In an escalation game, Lung always won. And accidents still happen.
What was different in this case was her own transformation, she easily rated it possibly the highest in the Bay and perhaps even New England due to the near instantaneous nature! She could jump from a roof and land in her Hybrid transformation. In that form, she could run fast enough to be considered a speedster. She could run from the city corner, punch someone in the middle of the block, and turn the next corner before the guy could even hit the ground. What made it more effective was that she still maintained her weight, in fact she put on a few pounds of muscle with her initial transformation, never mind her Hybrid transformation!
While Hookwolf in comparison could easily outsize a polar bear in size in roughly two minutes (thanks PHO warriors for being so anal-retentive to actually figure that out) and far less time than for weight due to the metal. But that meant that Taylor could deliver a massive spike of damage against the dangerous parahuman with impunity and follow it up with hit-and-run tactics for almost a full minute.
And a minute was a long time for a speedster, even one that isn't nearly as fast as Velocity.
Taylor wasn't even transformed beyond her initial transformation when she started running, she was in her rather toned and fit 'base' form with only rabbit ears replacing her human ones. Hookwolf raised his shoulders and ran towards her in response, clearly confident in his ability to tackle a rail-thin (in comparison to him) teenager as a 6-foot-tall man covered in muscles.
Just before they collided, Taylor jumped and transformed into her Hybrid state, her forearms and legs entirely changing near instantaneously. To Hookwolf's credit he was experienced enough to change immediately upon seeing another person transforming, but she was faster and changed immediately, but it was too late for him.
Her transformation started at the very beginning of the jump, she spun her body and pulled her legs in, changing one's own weight was rarely spoken of in civilian circles and even parahuman circles outside of Changers themselves, but it was one of the largest advantages Changer/Brutes had over pure Brutes.
Her legs now fully Digitigrade expanded outward into his changing chest faster than even her eyesight could catch, the impact was incredibly loud, like the impact of punches you hear in cartoons but loud enough to reverberate through the entire warehouse.
The recoil of the blow immediately sent her flying dozens of feet back, and she had to stumble back a few times until she could regain her footing, only then did she look to see what happened to Hookwolf.
She grimaced at the sight and made a mental note to not attempt that maneuver on anyone that didn't have some sort of Brute or otherwise defensive power.
Hookwolf had hit a pile of bricks that was beside the warehouse wall, his head was hanging in front of his chest, and his neck had several thick cuts to it, like the skin had been pulled apart, his dirty blond hair hanging down from it, but still not omitting the two purple craters embedded in his chest, and both of his legs were bent forward, both knees clearly broken and bleeding.
Taylor didn't wait to see if he was still alive and remembered her, she simply ran away as fast as a car.
Danny honestly wasn't much for cape culture, despite it being what the Bay was known for, that had been a thing his late wife had always told him not to get involved with, but he still kept an ear to the ground, he had to go to more than one funeral because of Villain damage, so he still remembered when saying villain insurance sounded stupid, it still did for him (but not nearly as stupid as it used to), but people took it as a fact of life.
He sighed as he looked at the work, he was actually supposed to be the leader of the Dockworkers Union, but the last union leader had died back in 06, and no one replaced him since. So instead of actually assigning a proper replacement they had an interregnum manager, him, to pick up the slack. Mostly because he was pretty bad a politics (he's gotten better at it over the years, but it'd never really be something he was comfortable with), don't get him wrong he isn't bad at talking to people, but setting up campaigns with posters, promises, donors, and getting votes was just not the sort of stuff he could do.
Effectively anyway, he may have grown up on the Docks, but he's an honest man. Plus, he was, still is really, a terrible liar.
Besides, it's not like his getting the position meant anything, he already had turned down several opportunities to give himself a raise because the union could, so it doesn't really matter that he is still in the position of head of hiring
"Um, Danny, I think you should look at this" his secretary dropped on the table, he just put in his glasses and started reading.
He then stopped and looked at her.
"Oh yeah, I had that reaction too." She said, completing his thoughts before he could even voice them.
"Capes…" He thought tiredly before he gave the file another look over.
Fixing the old hospital had been a job that had been shot down several times before, but it was standard procedure to never intrude upon a villain's old lair, there wasn't any law that said you couldn't own a villain hideout except for Tinker labs, but the PRT didn't really care if a house was filled with common stuff like formaldehyde or black mold, only paranormal stuff, and didn't clean stuff after raids and the Tinker cleanup, and they had a nasty habit of busting open every door, window, fridge, and air filters and then not fix it later.
Really the problem with the villain lairs is who lives in them, if the villain views it as disposable the place is a dump that received no maintenance ever, if it's well cared for it means the old resident might come back, with almost nothing in between.
Both were very, very bad for anyone living there and so a villain lair dropped in price even more than a meth lab, he knows this because he received far more people buying meth labs than villain lairs.
The hospital (that was actually a clinic if he remembered something about the last time this was proposed), was bought by the new healer cape Dr. Patches, the idiot had told the internet that he was interested in buying the place, you never say out loud you're interested, it makes people raise the price. But surprisingly, in this case it didn't happen.
The recent debacle of the hospital being used as a human trafficking stigmatized the place even more, with the sheer damage the building must have taken it was actually going by a quarter of the actual value, it was the only explanation as to why there wasn't a massive bidding war trying to sell to Patches. Hell, a lot of developers would buy just so that they could claim they sold to a hero.
It really wasn't a good sign for whatever condition the hospital was in, though the price was even lower than he would expect.
Sighing, Danny put on a show of debating if this was even worth doing, but he already knew what he'd do. As did his secretary or any other worker in the union. Rubbing his face, at least he knew Taylor wouldn't mind. Her friend liked spending time with Taylor, Aisha if he recalled correctly.
He was pretty sure she talked about her boyfriend to Taylor before, but honestly Danny was exhausted when he overheard it, so he wasn't really paying attention. More focused on eating dinner.
"I'm going to have to work late, can you call Taylor and tell her I'm working late? Actually, get her favorite pizza, I'm paying." He said getting up and putting the rest of the work on the other desk, and started to look at the file cabinets for the old soil study for the hospital, "Oh and can you get the coffee started? This is going to be a long night." He added absentmindedly.
"That one place that sells beef broccoli pies from downtown, right?" She asked him with a smile as she went over to an old coffee pot and started getting it going.
"Yeah, she learned to like those, the owner also has a Chinese restaurant right beside it and used leftovers for himself, I think that's how chicken and waffles were created too." He said, knocking back his cold cup of coffee.
Brad woke up on a hard metal table, not the first time and certainly not the last time. The first thing he felt was pain and Othala at his side, which really was a first, it was all that he was as the light burned his crust-covered eyes, he ripped the tube going to his gullet and started coughing.
Groaning he tried to push himself into a sitting position but failed, causing him to growl, "I'm going to fucking murder that rabbit bitch!" He could respect her for not running away from him, even knocking him for a loop, but that wouldn't stop him from killing her for this!
Glancing over, he saw Victor simply typing on a computer, probably updating Kaiser or some shit. He honestly never liked the guy, effective as he is, Brad only saw him as a leech. He stole the skills from others to use them for himself, he didn't sweat and bleed for any of the skills he stole.
Victor simply turned from the computer in a swivel chair, and started to rattle of the little concise speeches he often did, "It's been five hours since found you in the warehouse you had a broken neck, two extremely severe lung punctures and the rest was filled with blood, your heart had similar catastrophic damage, with two ruptures of arteries and compromised valves, likely due to the pressure from whatever hit you, this combines with the bleeding in the legs meant your body lost blood at the same rate it regenerated, and since it prioritized your blood it let you in a vulnerable state, we brought Othala into the scene and transferred you when your spine was stable." The fucker then turned around and continued working in the computer as if there was no more discussion.
He hated this fucker, he always put the fucking fake smiles around everyone but Brad, whom he would just rattle on info like the fucking autist that all thinkers were and keep the conversation to the fucking bones. Not that he cared, the man was less annoying to deal with like this and Brad knew he did that intentionally, which also annoyed him.
"Fucking girl, changer of some sort, dropkick me, you know how long I've wanted to use a dropkick? Fucking forever! Now it's ruined." It was petty of him, but Brad honestly didn't give a shit at the moment.
"Stop squirming you're still not healed," said Othala "Honestly you shouldn't be taking this long with me helping out."
"Little bitch turned instantly, crushed my real lungs before I could transform, don't heal as fast outside the metal."
"You shouldn't have healed at all, that would have been complete dead for anyone else in the Empire except Krieg" the man said, not even bothering to turn to face him.
Brad just growled before he tried to relax, though already he was dreaming about getting even with that rabbit cunt! He's going to cut her goddamn feet off and keep them as lucky charms!
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Bio Forge Master (Rewrite) by Throwaway1971
Books » Private Rated: M, English, Romance, Words: 137k+, Favs: 68, Follows: 80, Published: Dec 12, 2023 Updated: Mar 15, 2024
29Chapter 19: 16
Nightmare723764: Once again, these scenes are inspired by the prussian-granadier. Give the dude props!
Bio-Forge Master
Chapter 16
Taylor honestly thought after her first-time having sex, absolutely nothing would ever top it. Not even becoming a human/rabbit hybrid (and some extra bits but Fran said he would awaken them in a month's time) topped it. Then she ran into Hookwolf and desperately used the Route to figure out how to survive, she only had one option and she happily handed the reins over to her power. She simply didn't have the confidence to pull off the crazy plan on her own!
And she damn near killed him with a goddamn dropkick like something out of a wrestling match! She knew the sudden increase in mass combined with her own velocity would pack a mean punch, but she had drastically underestimated either how fast she was moving or just how tough Hookwolf actually is!
The whole experience terrified her, but it was also very empowering! Yeah, she had to use the Route to survive but who wouldn't freak out if they ran into Hookwolf! She honestly thought she was going to break up one of the smaller dog fighting rings in the city! But in hindsight she should've known something was up when she spotted all the E88 gang tags.
Honestly, looking back on it she felt terribly embarrassed by not realizing it.
Another wild experience was entering the 'Matrix' for lack of a better word and learning how to fight from a LAI (Limited Artificial Intelligence). The fact that her 'mentor' took on the appearance of a… Asian cowboy? Honestly Fran said he was stumped as well, but since it did disrupt anything, he decided to leave it alone.
Still, she enjoyed it, actually she found herself liking the entire Human augmentation. She found she could multitask so much easier, never mind how easy it was to check PHO without actually pulling out her new phone! But the absolutely best thing? She could read even faster!
As a bookworm, that alone was enough for her to try and rock Fran's word. She even asked Aisha for advice on how to blow his mind for this gift!
But… thinking of Aisha made her feel kind of guilty as well, she went through the exact same procedure as herself only she wasn't a rabbit. Actually, she wasn't sure what she was, apparently, she wanted to save it as a surprise. But what really got her was when Aisha started reading the books she enjoyed, and well… she was flattered but it made her feel guilty.
Though Aisha stopped that by saying she was doing it because she wanted to, she wanted to bond over things Taylor enjoyed instead of random subjects.
Honestly, she still blushed when she thought of when her dad caught her and Aisha reading, and Danny just says, "I read a lot to impress Annette as well." With a cheeky little grin at his daughter's embarrassment!
Aisha just laughed, the beautiful bitch…
Shaking her head, she rolled over and closed her eyes, honestly, she felt like she deserved a nap after dealing with Fran and Aisha's shenanigans.
She loved them but damn if they don't get along like napalm and jet fuel.
After her nap Taylor found herself doing her homework, though she was wondering what the point of it was. No, it wasn't hard, but the fact is that her grades have been so thoroughly sabotaged that she had no hopes of really catching up.
Besides with the ever-expanding fount of knowledge that is the Matrix along with the LAIs she could learn whatever she wanted. And not for the first time did she consider just dropping out and getting a GED, she's pretty sure Aisha would follow along easily. She always stopped thinking about it because it felt like she was giving up and letting Emma and her minions win.
Though now it wasn't the case, if anything all the taunts simply didn't carry the same sting as they did. Amazing what having supportive… lovers can do for your confidence, not to mention the amazing sex! Plus, now that she was so relaxed, a part of her enjoyed riling Emma up by simply not acknowledging her existence.
The fact that she turned Emma and Sophia into "Useless Lesbians" to quote Aisha amused her to no end really. And she could consciously admit that they were both very attractive, and Taylor couldn't lie she had pleasured herself to the thought of her domming the absolute shit out of them and making them crawl to her like worms! However, she would never let those fantasies become reality.
While they were outwardly beautiful, their personalities were like rancid sewage honestly! She would rather throat a cactus than even consider touching them in a sexual manner!
Shaking her head Taylor focused on finishing her homework so she could throw hypothetical problems to the Route and see what her power could come up with.
It didn't hurt that she got the strangest feeling of glee when she did come up with these hypothetical scenarios. Honestly it seemed like her power was appreciating the challenges! Which didn't make sense whatsoever, powers aren't alive!
Aisha wasn't stupid as much as people think that sure her grades were shit but what good was a school like Winslow, Taylor had bad grades through no fault of her own, so why should she judged by the fuckers?
Over time, she convinced herself she was just not that smart, that she was some basic ghetto bitch that wouldn't make it to college (like what college would actually accept anything from Winslow of all places), she figured she'd end up being some baby mama or wind up being a whore with a pimp. But now she definitely didn't think that she had barely heard about the part of "turning your ADHD into something beneficial" from her futa Mommy/Daddy (honestly, she was still slightly upset that he lost the tits, but he's feminine enough that it's still valid), but holy shit did it changed things.
It was like there were multiple (8) of her in her brain, like she was doing multiple things in the same room, it was amazing one sassy bitch could be humming the latest earworm and the other could be doing math, from start to finish, knowing how she got from A to B! And another could be daydreaming about Fran running a one-man train on her in the Winslow locker room, the horny bitch!
And it was actually working, not trying and then thinking about a video she saw on the internet or some hypothetical like whether a werewolf would get a paper cut from an X-ray.
Fucking hell, it was amazing, if she wasn't going to fuck Fran regardless, she would be fucking him now! It was incredible! The question is if she would use her longer and dexterous tongue first or try to give him a tailjob!
Even better when she was in her sexy tentacle form, each Aisha could control each arm, and they could share eyeballs, if they weren't already surfing the web with the power of her mind! For real though, she may have started having a little power trip before Fran disciplined her (she even inked herself, how fucking wild is that!).
Like she didn't need to get tests anymore, she had the internet in her head, it even had the whole of Wikipedia downloaded if she is out of signal, fuck the memorization of useless shit she just downloaded.
She could now actually read the stuff Taylor liked, all those long books without pictures, without having to look up on the internet what happened! She could get the whole book straight in her mind in a second and still enjoy it!
Goddamn, Taylor was so happy but then got all guilty too. She had to knock that foolishness out of Taylor's head though. Honestly, how can a smart person be so dumb? It wasn't like the adorkable bookworm forced Fran at gunpoint to work on her or anything.
But what Aisha really treasured? When she quoted Lord of the Rings, Taylor's favorite trilogy, it was the single most precious thing she had ever seen! And even better it got her a lot of extra kisses, and not only on the mouth either!
She had absolutely no idea what Fran did to awaken this sexual demon in Taylor, but she wanted to thank him from the bottom of her heart! She was so horny now, it was great! In public she was the same, though a lot more affectionate. Aisha's pretty sure everyone in Winslow knew they were a thing, and her girl Taylor simply didn't give a fuck! She was happy and decided the rest of the school could go fuck itself!
Aisha was (and still is) so proud!
Taylor now had the stamina to keep pace with Fran, and on God those thighs they were to die for! She never understood those weird Asian guys that like watermelon crushing, but she got it now! Taylor's thighs were covered in bite marks, thankfully her skin was tougher and cut resistant, which was the third fetish she discovered that night.
The three being:
Rabbit ears
Skull crushing thighs
Biting (not drawing blood or hurting)
And Christ Almighty the sex is so goddamn good! She got so fucking wet when Fran finally revealed that vibe he implanted in her pussy, logically she knew she should've been mad at him but she wasn't. If anything, she thought it was hot, and it wasn't like she couldn't remove it herself. It was fairly shallow in her Mons, and she could easily remove it, and there wouldn't even be any nerve damage if she removed it with a scalpel. It wouldn't even leave a scar worse than the one she got when she shaved for Taylor for the first time, but she digressed.
Hoho, look at her using complicated shit she got from Taylor's stuffy books like 'digressed' truly she was finally a smart bitch.
Though Taylor still topped her in that regard and would remain so.
For real though, she seriously thought all this while doing her math homework, she didn't even have an hour to just fly by! She didn't even cheat with a goddamn calculator, not even the one that came with the neural link! She worked all this shit out in her fucking head!
God this shit is so amazing! You always hear shit about "tHe HoUsE oF ThE FuTUrE" and shit, but this here? This is the real deal! She could play music based on her without opening her eyes or spending hours making a playlist, she could easily check her schedule (she has ascended into a proper smart bitch now) and set alarms to go off at certain times! She could dim the lights and she even had a HUD that would tell her little blurbs about whatever she was looking at!
This is the shit the people in the magazines try to sell you, but she's actually living it!
Fran explained how the neural link would make you a Tinker 1, Thinker 2, and she didn't believe him. Seriously, it was just what a person with a cell phone could do. How do you make that a power but holy shit she got it now! It made hacking stuff something she sorta understood despite not knowing shit about code. Like she knew what the things the computer was doing were, like how the words in the code acted like little gears, and what all that gibberish was trying to say.
She could finally tell the computer to do this, if you can't do this instead, and it would do it, she wasn't sure she was telling the computer if the link just translated what she wanted into computer talk, but it worked. She didn't get it but she was determined to figure out what the fuck she was doing!
Fran said she wasn't any more of a hacker than someone with a basic understanding of code, but that she could outdo regular people in speed and flexibility, the way he said was that making new stuff to talk to the computer was way harder than copying someone else's homework, she was the opposite small new stuff was a thought away, but she didn't actually know how she was affecting the machine. Honestly, she loved how Fran would simplify shit instead of throw technobabble at her, even as a smart bitch she appreciated it.
She was still a good hacker mostly because she was this weird thing they didn't plan for and could "type at a rate of 100 words per second" which sounded like bullshit until Fran swore by it that at those rates speed actually does help. Hell, he told her as she grew more comfortable with it her WPS would increase even more, by how much he couldn't say though.
Hell, most of the processing was from the phone Fran made for her, a wonderful little thing, the back was made of this nice wood grain. The screen was that OLED shit that the dragon phones had, and the internals were either taken apart from the Orchard guys phones or printed in the same bed/pod thing she had emerged from, like the "lignin-silicone solid-state battery" (and she actually knew what all of those things meant even if she didn't know why a wood component would help) he just made by putting the wires in place as the machine made the stuff around it.
As she finished up her homework, she turned the tv on with a thought and channel surfed until she found a Mouse Protector cartoon. As she settled in to watch she also started to formulate a plan to show how much Aisha appreciated her twinky stud.
It involves her, Taylor, tentacles, and a lot of lube.
"... Might as well…" He thought before he 'poked' at the Celestial Forge, "Roll."
Mythology – (free) (Final Fantasy XIV)
Success!
Infection Beam – (free) (Homeworld)
Success!
Here we are – (free) (Undertale)
Success!
Fran blinked as he processed all the information, and without a second's hesitation he locked away the knowledge of the Infection Beam into the depths of his mind. He would never create it let alone use it, it's a miracle that the local director hasn't done anything drastic to him due to his powers, so creating a biotechnological plague? Yeah, he wasn't doing that, honestly if it came out that he modified Taylor and Aisha he'd probably get a Kill Order.
Still, he couldn't deny the technology did fascinate him. And in time he was sure he could come up with a use of the knowledge, but as is… it's kind of like having an eldritch abomination on tap. One that he didn't want in the first place, but the whims and whimsy of the Forge are its own.
But saying that… there is a possibility that the Infection Beam could in fact destroy an Endbringer… or make them even worse. It's a 50/50 shot either way…
Shaking his head decided to focus on the next perk.
Here we are… that interested him. The soul has always been a metaphorical thing as there is no quantifiable evidence that it existed. However, with this perk not only did it confirm the existence of the soul, but also gave Fran the knowledge and means to interact with it. However unlike with the Magitech and Frank Fran perks, which he could claim a passing familiarity with, he couldn't with this perk.
He never played Undertale and had only watched perhaps one Explanation and lore video before arriving in Brockton Bay so he could safely say he was flying blind. He wasn't entirely sure what he could do with this knowledge, or even how to begin experimenting with it.
In all honesty he wasn't entirely sure if he would use this knowledge or not, he'd have to examine it more thoroughly. Besides he wasn't entirely sure if there was much call for 'Soul Surgery' or anything of the sort. That said he is curious about DETERMINATION and wondered if it was as bullshit in reality as it was in the game.
Also, he still has everything to sort and catalog from Mythology, though he already had a vague idea what Allagan technology is but until he examined them, he only had speculation to go off on.
Still, Fran decided that he might as well join Aisha and watch some tv. Leaving his personal dimension through the utility closet he went over to join Aisha on the couch. Taking a seat, as Aisha scooting and putting herself in his lap as per usual, he watched the cartoon for a few seconds subconsciously wrapping his arms around her waist.
…
…
…
"Oh, fuck I forgot about Mouse Protector!"
CP Gained: 280
CP Available: 620
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Bio Forge Master (Rewrite) by Throwaway1971
Books » Private Rated: M, English, Romance, Words: 137k+, Favs: 68, Follows: 80, Published: Dec 12, 2023 Updated: Mar 15, 2024
29Chapter 20: 17
Bio-Forge Master
Chapter 17
The good thing about being able to split your attention and control possibly multiple bodies. It allows you to express your distress via a different body as well as contemplate potential solutions while not giving away the fact that your focus is on anything other than the cartoon or the fact that the gremlin in your lap is effectively giving you a lap dance.
The Problem: Mouse Protector getting giggity got and turned into Murder Rat.
The Solution: Pending.
It's rather interesting that once Fran started to consider pushing his psychic power beyond the 'paltry' tricks he had been employing, a deluge of facts, statistics, and scientific knowledge came out of 'nowhere' telling him why pushing beyond his means was a bad idea. It took him a few seconds to realize where this knowledge came from, and after he realized it, he… wasn't really all that surprised, honestly.
Apparently, Synchronicity Event actually had quite a lot of knowledge connected to the fields of psionic research and study, not that it explained the how or why of psychic power. It did however give him the knowledge of how to recreate the machines to recreate a synchronicity event that isn't fait-backed, how to create an army of Replicants, along with the frankly cool to absolutely horrifying weaponry and mechs of F.E.A.R which… actually answered the issue of manpower to secure his hospital, which the DWU are currently assessing, as well as staffing as well.
Though if he was toeing the line of Biotinkering with his own modifications, he would be jumping rope with it if he created the Replicants.
Actually, it made him wonder if some of his other perks came with additional things like Zoanthrope gene and Hybrid Biologist came with extras. Actually… no, he'll address that later. Right now, he should focus on his current problem.
Namely Mouse Protector. He didn't know specifically when it was supposed to happen to begin with and given that this is reality and not a narrative written by someone with issues, he wasn't sure if it would happen anyway.
Narratively, someone being foolish enough to actually reach out and hire the S9 is very possible, in fact in the narrative everyone seemed to have Idiot balls welded to their heads!
But in reality, the chances of this happening are very random, but the nature of powers and how they reinforce trauma increases the likelihood of Ravager doing something extremely foolish. Which in turn leads to the problem Fran found himself wrestling with.
Does he go full ham, risking disembodying himself only to exist as a poltergeist-like entity with horrific psychic powers that could essentially rip holes in reality itself? Or does he do something logical and reach out over PHO to Miss Militia (who, if he recalled, was a Ward with the Hammy Heroine) with his suspicions, claiming that he had his own sources?
And afterwards just train his psychic powers (specifically telepathy) to where he can in effect listen in on the whole city and keep his ear out for the S9?
To: Miss Militia ( SleeplessTypewriter)
From: Dr. Patches ( Dr. Patches)
Subject: Mouse Protector suspicion
Can you contact Mouse Protector? According to my own sources, the Slaughterhouse 9 are heading in her general direction. I can't be completely certain given the nature of the S9, but in my opinion, if Mouse Protector were to encounter them and die, the world would be a little bit of a darker place.
"Hmm, maybe I should rewrite this before sending it?"
Eventually, Fran decided against it and just sent it off before turning his attention to other things, such as taking a genetic sample from his original body and examining it, as well as prodding all his perks to see if there were any other secrets he overlooked or didn't notice.
He was pulled from his thoughts by Aisha leaning back and deciding to take a nap on him. Fran knew it wasn't actually that, all the augments made Aisha not need as much sleep as she used to, but the girl did love her sleep regardless. Honestly, all it would take is a peak with his telepathy to see what she wants, but where is the fun in that?
Besides, Fran decided to just enjoy this quiet, all the while Dr. Patches started to meticulously pick through his genetic code.
Human DNA isn't just something you can 'read' or analyze, it isn't something you could just take a picture of and skim through it like a book. The data contained in a single DNA strange by far outstrips anything humans have ever written, easily billions of words. You'd need an extremely powerful computer to even begin crunching the data within.
Thankfully the Matrix VR program is up to the task, honestly, he thought it only emulated the nervous system and tissues but apparently it went into far greater detail than even the movie suggested! Still while he uploaded a sample, he pulled a Smith and split into two, one focusing on the sample and the other went over to the shaolin cowboy LAI, he figured he might as well get some sort of combat training in. Yeah, while he had all this technical knowledge he didn't actually know how to fight.
His initial idea was to learn at least the basics of fighting before picking a specific style to focus on. Of course, his idea didn't last long because five minutes into it he started using Wing Chun at a professional level. He wouldn't be entirely sure until he got out of the Matrix, but… it stands to reason that the technical knowledge would come with some form of super muscle memory of how to actually fight as well.
Honestly? He felt a little like Jason Bourne, so he decided to do some investigations of his own. Summoning a digital representation of his wardrobe he got from the Portable Examination Station he grabbed the iconic Doctor Frankenstein outfit and decided to do a little experiment.
He already knew what Feel It Out would do, but what if he used that perk in conjunction with the knowledge from Toymaker? He hadn't gone into the sexual perk much; however, he had a sneaking suspicion that it encompassed so much more than just 'toys' and well… seeing as he was in VR it made a perfect place to experiment without Aisha taunting him for being a pervert!
But… if it worked like he suspected, he might not even have to go to Parian's! Though… now that she came up, The Cradle opened up some possibilities now, didn't it? Maybe he should see her, and maybe see if he could get a discount for Taylor and Aisha's costumes if he provided a large supply of materials for her?
Spider Silk? Honestly, he could theoretically make anything, all it took was the proper input and data.
Still, it was something to consider later. Now it was time to experiment!
Dr. Patches looked at his outfit in a mirror and moved around, stretching and the like. On the surface, the outfit didn't look different outside of being refitted for his size and extra sleeves for his arms. But if you look at it closer, the outfit is a lot more flattering… yet still somehow doesn't give away that he's male somehow.
Still, it wasn't as surprising as finding out he already had a Zoanthrope form along with a Hybrid form, possibly related to the Zoanthrope gene and Hybrid Biologist. Honestly, he expected to be in here for hours still, apparently his ability to process data was even higher in VR or something. He didn't entirely know for sure, but he certainly wasn't going to question it.
But yeah, it turns out his pre-existing zoanthrope gene got a double dose of spider so he wasn't entirely sure how that would affect his transformation. And the only way to find out would be to test it out… and well what better place than here?
In the game to transform you had to build up your Beast gauge, however those mechanics don't translate into reality. It took some experimenting but after a while he finally found the trigger, and immediately pulled it.
Immediately he grew an extra foot in height, bulked out, and his clothing all ripped.
"Well, this is interesting." He thought as he touched his face before looking at his fuzzy and clawed hands.
Though he supposed this is what happens when you splice dozens of various spider species into a single chimera. He'd have to experiment to see just what this form was capable of later, right now though he transformed back to his human form, completely naked, before he decided to see what his Hybrid form looked like.
Another quick transformation revealed… that he really didn't change much overall. His skin changed to gray, he lost all his body hair, he grew a muzzle, along with a hump and blowhole, along with a single fin. He was a Dolphin hybrid! Which… wasn't bad honestly, as he quickly pulled up some information about dolphins.
The first interesting ability being how they slept! Everything needs sleep after all, but dolphins found a clever workaround. They only shut down half their brain at a time while the other half remains conscious and takes over all functions allowing it to remain vigilant for sounds for days at a time! And while useful it wasn't entirely useful when you could already do that after a fashion.
Also, other than their sonar (which doesn't really work well on dry land) their vision allows them to observe three hundred degrees of panoramic vision. Which is actually pretty impressive in itself, combined with his augmented eyes it was even sharper!
Even their skin is interesting! It grows roughly nine times faster than a human, allowing them to replace an entire layer of skin in two hours. Their skin also secretes a non-stick antibacterial gel to deter parasites and barnacles.
After viewing all the data, he had at hand he looked down and saw his penis… and that no matter how much Aisha might ask, this was one shape he wasn't going to experiment with in the slightest. Honestly, it looked like it's been kind of painful to the recipient.
If anything, he needed to devise some sort of magitech device to shunt his clothing into a pocket dimension if he's ever forced to transform in reality. It'd certainly save him the time and effort of repairing his outfit.
Still figuring he could experiment some more with Toymaker and Feel It Out, he decided to see what else he could make!
Absentmindedly, he wondered what Taylor was doing, it wasn't a school day, and she wasn't at the apartment. Eventually he decided not to worry about it, if she got in trouble, she'd either use her power to figure out a way to deal with it, or she'd call them.
"Oh my god, you're Rabbit! Dude, I saw how you bodied Hookwolf!" A teenager blabbed, drawing even more attention to himself and Taylor, "Can I get your autograph! I've watched that video dozens of times since Leet and Uber posted it!"
"Ahhh… sure?" Honestly, all she was wanting to do was patrol in a safer place, to get a taste of what patrolling is like. Maybe even try the Challenger, Fran warned her, she would find her eating a lot more than usual.
Thankfully, her thoughtful lover created caloric dense nutrient bars for her to munch on between meals. He even made them out in various flavors! Her personal favorite was honey oat!
She took the still of her drop-kicking Hookwolf and… paused. She never decided on a cape name in the first place!? Thinking quickly, she decided to simply use the name he used, and honestly it wasn't even wrong now, was it? Hell, even she wasn't entirely sure what went into her genetics.
She vaguely recalled Fran muttering something about electric eels.
Taking another few moments and recalling something she heard on a video in passing about signatures, she quickly scrawled 'Rabbit' with a flourish. It was short and simple, on the off chance she had to do this again.
Little did she know this opened the metaphorical floodgates, and immediately she was badgered by people wanting autographs and to ask questions. And if she wasn't mistaken, a couple were even asking if she was single!?
Needless to say, between firing up a Route to quickly address everyone and signing everything, she got a lot of practice signing!
And the whole thing did a world of good for her self-confidence, nothing like simps to make a girl feel attractive. Not that Fran and Aisha didn't, but it was nice to know that others found her sexy!
"Eh, she's probably fine." Honestly, he wasn't worried about her getting into a fight, he saw the video of her damn near killing Hookwolf with a dropkick.
Outside of a few he could name, such as Lung and even then it's a maybe, Taylor could handle herself. Especially now that she actually could fight properly instead of flailing around and hoping something worked. Still, he looked down at his latest creation and he did answer his initial question.
He could in fact make weapons with Toymaker as long as there was a sexual use, and it turned out that said limitation was very flexible! He had effectively recreated the Threaded Cane from Bloodborne! Granted it was nowhere as lethal as the Threaded Cane, the segments being blunt and the thread itself not being sharp, and well… it could be used as a whip sexually if you had a really high tolerance for pain or were some sort of Brute.
CP Gained: 230 CP
CP Available: 850 CP
"That's… a lot of points…" Honestly, he was tempted to give it another roll, but he didn't need anything currently.
He was in a fairly comfortable position, the DWU was checking the abandoned hospital and seeing if it could be brought back to code safely. Any staffing or security issues were solved by the rest of the F.E.A.R knowledge being rediscovered. Actually, tomorrow he thought about swinging by the Brockton General and seeing if he could help out any.
Honestly, since the PRT were dragging their feet, he might as well go himself and have Panacea observe him. Though perhaps that's unfair of him, maybe the PRT were working on internal issues and not just dragging their feet?
And… now that he thought about it. Maybe he could make a dozen cloned organs for the hospital? Granted they'd be tested before they were used, but still, it would help! Besides, making organs isn't really a labor-intensive process, if anything it was more of a time sink as speeding up organ development causes little faults and defects to develop.
After unplugging, he'd have to put in an order in his cloning vats to grow a dozen organs, mostly hearts. Maybe a few kidneys. He'd have to ask if they wanted specific organs.
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