Our story begins with the seemingly humble Drosophila bifurca, otherwise known as the fruit fly. The Department of Entomology and Nematology at UC Davis is researching and observing the life cycle of the fruit fly. We have a team of graduate students clamoring for the prized position of research assistant to one Dr. Witt. It seems the research position has gone to Hannah. An intelligent, if somewhat naive, girl Hannah is short and plump, yet very pretty. Her classmates assume she is sleeping with the professor to merit the position. Hannah is very arrogant and flaunts her superior position over her classmates.
Lecture Notes:
Drosophila bifurca has been found to produce reproductive material (sperm) up to 20 times its own body size. The sperm of a 6 foot tall man, if proportionate to that of the champion fruit fly, would be about 120 feet long. The female fruit fly can lay up to 500 eggs at a time.
Hannah: The test lab is prepped for the evening and my lab reports have all been completed and are on your desk, sir.
Dr. Witt: Excellent! Go on and head home for the night. You deserve a rest.
Hannah: Thanks. Have a great night.
Hannah exits and Paul enters.
Paul: Do you think she suspects anything?
Dr. Witt: Not a thing. She's naive enough to believe she was the best qualified to be my assistant. Poor girl. She doesn't come close to matching your sheer brilliance or ambition!
Paul: She definitely wouldn't have the stomach for the true nature of this "project".
Dr. Witt: But she will make the perfect test subject for our specimen.
Both men enter the actual lab together. There they stand looking down on a humanoid figure strapped down to the lab table. His long proboscis, insect-like features, human proportions, and human limbs are indicative of an insect-human hybrid. He patiently watches the two men, his creators, as they scheme. Seeing that their nefarious plan is in place, each goes on to his respective home.
The next evening.
Hannah: I'm all finished for the day. If you don't need anything else from me I'll go ahead and leave for the night.
Dr. Witt: I've actually got a surprise for you. Due to all of your dedicated hard work I'm going to take you on a tour of my actual lab. I figure it's time for my assistant to see what my research is in action.
Hannah is beyond excited, chomping at the bit to sneak a peek at this brilliant man's pet project. As they enter the lab together Hannah is shocked to see Paul, the Doctors assistant from last semester who rumor had it had been escorted off of campus. As she prepares to speak she is quickly injected with tranquilizer and is gently lowered onto the lab table and her legs into stirrups. She is then stripped, restrained, and gagged for good measure.
Paul: She sure has a nice rack and a pretty little pussy. Are you sure we can't test her out first?
Dr. Witt: No tampering with the test subjects! This is the perfect time and we cannot wait until she is ovulating again.
Both men stand back and admire their handiwork. A rattling sounds from the back room as the humanoid senses the pheromones of the ovulating female. Hannah starts to rouse and immediately attempts to scream around the gag.
Paul: Good idea with the gag.
Dr. Witt: Now calm yourself Hannah or else you will get no explanation.
Hannah visibly attempts to calm herself, taking deep breaths.
Dr. Witt: Good. As I'm sure you realized Paul is still my assistant. We needed an appropriate female test subject for our breeding program. We have been attempting to cross breed humans and fruit fly hybrids. However, female flies and human men are incompatible. So we have decided to try the opposite. After mutating genes of normal fruit flies and then that of their ever growing offspring, in a few decades we have produced a humanoid fly-human crossbreed. Congratulations, you are our newest test subject!
At the mention of breeding program Hannah starts to fight again. She looks about wildly as she comes to the realization she is in trouble and the good doctor is actually a mad scientist.
Dr. Witt: Now stop that or I won't elaborate on our plan. That's better. After I revealed my research to Paul he was inspired to take part, however not as active a part as you will play. In the interview process you had to submit to special testing, including DNA. According to your results the "useless" extra DNA in your genetics makes you more susceptible to being crossbred. You have won the genetic lottery! Don't look so worried this is purely for the sake of scientific advancement. Looks at his watch. You're going to be a mother at this time tomorrow! The injection I gave you was part tranquilizer and part gene therapy to induce some of the extra genes to kick in and help increase fertility.
After giving his spiel, he instructs Paul to prep the humanoid. Paul comes back leading him into the lab. No prodding was necessary as natural instinct kicked in and the humanoid was drawn to the copious feast laid out before him like a fly to honey. He scented her pheromones and was drawn ever closer to the lab table. Looking down on Hannah spread out for the taking his proboscis was working double time, complexly sensing her readiness to mate. Hannah started to protest the best she could, thrashing about wildly and further exciting the humanoid. Hannah attempted to close her legs as he stepped between them. The stirrups held them open as far as they could go, giving him perfect access to breed her. Sensing her unwillingness, the fly instincts told him to lap at her genitalia with his proboscis.
