Chapter One

 Technology in the world that we live in has grown by leaps and bounds in the last century.  What was once science fiction can become science fact overnight.  Many times these new discoveries cause great unrest and moral debate worldwide, cloning being the prime example.  All of these thoughts were floating through Jon's mind as he finished reading the files of Dr. Ezekiel Workman.
Dr. Workman had been a long time researcher for the corporation that Jon worked for.  His work had primarily conducted in private with no word to Gene-tech, his employer, on its nature or result.  Several months ago the aged doctor had vanished without a trace.  After seizing his property Gene-tech wished to know what kind of work the good doctor had been up to.  Jon had been assigned by his supervisor Susan Willcox to search the doctor's home lab to find out.  It had only taken him a few days to find the lab and the notes it held.  When Jon closed Workman's log he was stunned.  If only half of what the journal claimed was true Jon was sitting on the most revolutionary discoveries since well, since he didn't know when.  Dr. Workman had originally been working on cosmetic products that could cause physical changes akin to those achieved with plastic surgery.  With this he had been very successful, but not satisfied.  Workman had wished for a more instantaneous method of transformation, and so his work continued.  Apparently after many years of work the old man had developed a device that would do just that and more.  The device was able to convert matter to energy and then back to matter making any desired change in the interim.  This could be wholly instantaneous or could be made to happen gradually if so desired.  This device not only altered physical traits, but mental ones as well.  The implications of this kind of technology were staggering.  Jon sat in silent contemplation of it all for some time.  Only the harsh ringing of his cell phone disturbed his thoughts.

"Jon you better have something for me or your ass is out on the street."  Susan said.  Her malicious tone quickly shook Jon from his thoughts and he reached his decision.
 
"Susan what I found here is gonna make both Gene-tech and us rich beyond belief."

"Perfect, I'm on my way to the old freaks house.  I'll be there in a few."  She replied.  Jon met her at the door shortly there after.  He watched as she had exited her nice black sports car and walk up the short stairs at the entrance.  Susan was very attractive but quite possibly the coldest and most malevolent woman that Jon had ever encountered.  Her shoulder length black hair greatly contrasted her milky white skin.  Susan's slim toned body was hidden beneath the navy pantsuit that was her clothing of choice.

"First things first peon.   Never call me Susan again.  To you I am Ms. Willcox.  Second whatever discovery you have made will not make you rich, it belongs to the company and to me understand moron?"  Jon held his anger back as always.  This time it would be easy.  Susan wouldn't be ordering anyone around much longer.

"Yes Ms. Willcox, I understand."  He said.

"Now show me what you found.  It better be good because your career is on the line."  Jon proceeded in describing some of the amazing breakthroughs that Dr. Workman had achieved… conveniently leaving out everything about the device. He watched as Susan's facial expression changed from one of anger and annoyance to one of pure greed.  When he finished she looked at Jon with a decidedly evil smile.

"This is all amazing Jon.  Who else have you told about all these wonderful things?"  She asked.

"No one Ms. Willcox, just you."

"Jon with what we have found here we both could become very rich people.  Any one of Gene-techs competitors would pay us millions for this technology."  This was just what Jon had been waiting for.  Shortly after Susan had called Jon had turned on the labs security system.  Now Jon had every damning word she uttered on videotape.  He pretended to think about what she had said for a moment and replied.  "Whatever you think is best Ms. Willcox."

"Perfect Jon now I need to do some estimates and make some phone calls.  Is there someplace private around here I can do that?"  He led her to a small room with a table and chair in it that was on the other side of the lab.  Then he left to continue with his plan.  Susan was ecstatic; she was going to be rich beyond her wildest dreams.  She was so excited that she failed to notice the odd looking light fixture on the ceiling.  Jon quickly made is way to the control console and began his adjustments.  He was surprised at how easy it was to get her into the chamber.  That was going to be the hardest part of his scheme.  Now she was his, with the device Susan would no longer be a threat to himself or any one else ever again.  He watched as on the monitor as she began writing down price estimates on his notes about the various formulas that the good doctor had developed.  Jon initiated the changes that he had entered into the computer.  They would take place over the next few minutes so as not to alarm her.  This was going to be very fun to watch.
 
Susan had a million thoughts running through her head.  She believed that she could get over ten million for each of the separate formulas.  She could probably get even more for the breast growth one.  Susan unconsciously glanced down at her own chest as she thought that.  She had always been very proud of her slim sexy body, but now she felt like something was missing.  Maybe she could try out some of that cream a little later.  She continued with her calculations but found concentrating was becoming more and more difficult.  Her thoughts kept returning to the changes she could make to herself with the differing products.  Susan even found herself becoming aroused, something that rarely happened.  One of her hands drifted into her pants and began to slowly rub her moist slit.  It was several minutes before she realized she had stopped writing and had just been playing with herself.  She knew it wasn't right but she was so wet.  She needed to cum, and was unable to stop until she did.  Susan reached down and undid her slacks so that she could gain better access to her pussy.  Following only a few moments of manipulation she brought herself to a screaming orgasm.  Afterwards she wondered if Jon had heard her cum from the lab.  The thought that he had heard her cum like a horny slut was starting to turn her on again.  Susan decided to put her pants back on and go back out to see him.  Jon was sitting at some kind of computer keyboard and seemed to not have noticed her little moment.
 
"Whatcha doin Jonnie?" She asked in a tone she hadn't used since high school.
"I found this machine that appears to be able to make physical changes to peoples bodies." He replied.  Jon knew what her response to this would be, he had given her the desire to reshape her form.
 
"Wow!  What can it do?"
 
"It can do pretty much anything it seems.  Everything that the formulas can do and more."  The ideas that ran through Susan's head in the next few moments would have made the old Susan cringe.
 
"I wanna use it. Umm what I mean is I think that we need to test it before we tell anybody about it.  I'll be the volunteer, you can do some stuff to me.  Then we'll know that its safe and stuff."  Jon almost laughed at the submissive and less then intelligent way she now talked.

"Ok Ms Willcox if that's what you want.  You need to go back to the room you were in before and tell me what you want me to change."  Susan hurried back into the little room; she didn't even consider that he might have done something to her.  She knew she was really smart and couldn't be fooled by Jon.  What she didn't know was that her IQ had been significantly lowered, just as her libido had been raised.
 
"Jonnie first I want you to make my boobies bigger.  Then I want you to make my butt bigger and rounder too."  Susan paused, thinking of any more changes she might want.  "Then make my lips a little fuller, and my hips a little wider.  Oh and make my skin softer and my hair longer and prettier.  Make it blonde too, I always wanted to be a blonde."  Actually she had only wanted to be a blonde for the last few minutes, but she didn't know that.  Jon clicked away on the computer preparing the requested changes as well as adding some of his own.  Within a few moments Susan Willcox would be gone forever, and so would most of Jon's problems.  Susan stared at herself in the mirror on one of the walls of the little room.  She had removed her bra at Jon's request and was waiting for the changes to begin.  Susan thought she felt a slight tingling sensation through her body when the process started.  First her hair began to rustle and spread down past her shoulders to the middle of her back.  As it lengthened it lightened and by the time it stopped growing the hair was a nice honey blonde color.  Then the feeling that Susan was waiting for happened.  Her breathing quickened as her perky B cups began to swell.  They passed C within a few moments and quickly slowed to stop at a very full E.  During all of this other changes had occurred as well but Susan's attention was focused on the sensations coming from her chest.  Her hips had widened, as had her ass.  She now possessed a figure that would make any professional stripper or porn star proud.  In Susan's new mindset she looked stunning, the most beautiful woman in the world.  To any other woman she would appear to be almost a caricature of the female form.  Further changes were made to Susan's mind to make sure she would be no threat to Jon or the device. Susie loved her new titties.  They felt so good, and her cunt was so wet.  Susie quickly removed her remaining clothing so that she could get a better look at her body.  The mere sight of her body increased the amount of pussy juice flowing from between her legs.  Susie began to furiously masturbate with one dainty hand while rubbing and fondling her immense sensitive tits. Jon watched on the monitor as Susan Willcox vanished.  She was not going to be a problem in the future, not by a long shot.  Jon walked across the lab and opened the door to the chamber.  Susie turned when she heard the door open.  She smiled at Jon continuing to moan as she brought herself off.
 
"How do I look Jonnie?  Do you think that my titties are big enough?"  Susie asked, in her new higher pitched voice.  She sounded like she was having an orgasm all the time.  Jon had designed it that way, knowing no one would take anything she said seriously.
 
"I think you look perfect Susan," he replied.

"Call me Susie silly.  Who wants to fuck a cunt named Susan when they can fuck one named Susie?"  Susie jiggled over to Jon and began caressing his cock through his pants.

"I really need to fuck Jonnie.  I made myself cum real hard but I'm still real horny.  I don't think I can go any longer without a good hard cock."  Susie lowered herself to her knees, pulled out his cock and began sucking.  Susan had never done this before, but Susie was surprisingly skilled for a beginner.  She brought him close several times before he pulled her up.  She turned around putting her hands on the table and raising her large bubble butt to give Jon better access to her cunt.  She then looked around at Jon and said, "Susie loves cock, fuck Susie hard."  Jon quickly entered her and began pumping away.
 
"Yes fuck me harder, harder, harder.  Susie is cumming, make me cum."  She said vocalizing the feeling reverberating through her soft and sensual body.  By the time they were finished Susie had cum numerous times.  Just as she would every time her hypersensitive body was fucked.  The alterations that Jon had made to her mind would make her the stereotypical airhead nympho.  The kind most men dreamed of fucking and most women assumed didn't exist.
 
"I love my body Jonnie, thank you so much for helping me.  I hope I don't get in trouble with my boss for doing this.  Do you think it will?"  She asked in an innocent tone.

"I think it will Susie, I think they may want you to quit your job."  Susie suddenly looked like her whole world had crumbled.
 
"What will I do for money and stuff Jonnie?"  She pleaded.

"I guess you'll need a new job.  I'm sure that you can find something with a body like that.  Maybe you could be a model or something," he suggested.

"Yeah I wanna do something where I can show off my new tities."

"Maybe you should be a stripper, you could make a lot of money shaking your tits and ass for a bunch of men."  At this suggestion Susie regained her vacant smile.  She was beginning to touch herself again, as the juice began to flow.
"You'll need a good stripper name too Susie.  You could call yourself Susie Lovecox, instead of Willcox. I think that would be a really hot name."  Susie agreed.  She also agreed to accompany Jon back to the corporate headquarters of Gene-tech where they both worked.  Jon convinced Susie to resign before they forced her so that it wouldn't look bad on her resume.  Thanks to Susie's new submissive and docile nature she would believe anything that was told to her as absolute truth.  They did have to make a short stopover at an adult store so Susie could find some new clothes.  She wanted to show off her new body before she quit.  About a half-hour after that Jon and Susie walked into her former bosses office.  Susie had chosen a bright pink tube top and matching mini skirt.  The skirt was a size too small and with every other swish of her full ripe ass revealed the moist lips of her swollen pussy.  Jon began by describing the contents of Dr. Workman's notes, leaving out all mention of the device of course.  Then he told of how Susan had become Susie.
 
"Well Mr. Thomas Susan said she wished to use some of Workman's formulas on herself to see if they worked.  I advised against it but she insisted. I left the lab for a few minutes to get something to eat and when I returned she was like this."  Then Jon handed Mr. Thomas the tape of Susan saying she wanted to cheat Gene-tech out of the products.  Jon then made several requests of Thomas before he would turn over any notes and or samples.  All of these demands were granted.  Mr. Thomas would have sold his soul to get his hands on this stuff.  Jon resigned from his position at Gene-tech as did Susie.  Jon was given a percentage of the profits made by the formulas as well as a twenty million-dollar bonus until the products were ready to market.  Jon was also given ownership of Dr. Workman's home and possessions to with whatever he wanted.  It didn't take Jon too much time to find Susie a job at a local strip club.  She was so happy, and she even got to live above the club in a tiny apartment with some other girls.  Nobody missed Susan Willcox, she had no friends and no family.  Jon was secure in his possession of the device and all that it could bring him.

Jon was excited.  His new business was ready to open.  With only a few months of construction he had altered a few of the front first and second floor rooms into a resort like spa.  Jon had decided that to not use the device would be a crime when it could help so many people.  He had made duplicates of the projector array and placed them in several key areas throughout the clinic.  One was located in the waiting room outside of his office while one was located inside his own desk.  With it he could manipulate anyone in the room who was not seated behind the desk. Another device was made to look like the light fixtures located throughout the house.  This way he could sneak it into any room in the place that he wished.  Jon planned to help those who came to his door.  That help might be physical or mental, depending on the case.  Those he felt that were bad people like Susan had been might get a little of the same medicine.  This wasn't exactly a moral thing, but turning Susan into a slut had opened a whole New World to Jon.  He wasn't a totally altruistic person anyway.  He acquired a small staff headed by Karen Jacobs, and Rebecca Strader.  His first attempts at therapy using the equipment.  Now Jon Elwood's Clinic for mental and physical well-being was open for business.

The End of Chapter One.
 

Now here is a small statement for all the readers of this little story, which by the way is not over.  Like my earlier work the Virus, I have left this story open for additions.  I will continue the story of Susie, Jon, Rebecca, and Karen and do not wish for these characters to be changed.  I do however want any one to feel free to tell any tales of those who come to the clinic and how it effects their life.  Sometimes it seems to make people write the stories we all read all that is needed is a little push.  That's what I want this story to be.  I hope you enjoyed the story, feel free to email me any responses at ster1_99@yahoo.com .  I am an undergrad and have school to deal with most of the year so don't expect part 2 immediately.  I have outlines for 4 more parts but need to flesh them out before posting.