This is a shorter story that contains group sex, interracial sex, female domination, and a gender swap. If you do not like any of those things, this may not be the story for you. If you do choose to read it, I hope you enjoy! All characters are 18 or older.
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It was a somber day at the lab. The FDA had met yesterday and come to a decision on the experimental drug we were developing. They decided that it was not safe for us to begin human trials. This was a terrible blow to our work. Human trials were the next step we needed to take. There was no other way for us to progress. We had taken animal experimentation as far as we could. The results looked promising with very little negative side effects. The only reason we could think of for being blocked from going further was that they were scared. Not everyone thought that what we were trying to do was right, and some claimed it went directly against God's will.
Our drug was designed to cause major physical changes in the body of an animal through the careful manipulation of hormones. We designed new synthetic hormones that could perfectly blend in with the natural hormones found in the body. We called them Synthors. The Synthors were used to communicate with the body and send whatever message we wanted. The ultimate goal was to be able to send messages to stimulate growth at will, allowing for rapid regeneration and even the growth of new limbs for amputees. If perfected, it could even be used to help the body target and remove cancer. It had incredibly exciting possibilities.
We were still a long ways away from that of course. But we had managed to bring about some physical changes through the use of Synthors. Regenerating limbs or curing cancer was too complicated for us at the moment, but we had success when it came to affecting the reproductive system. We theorized that it was because gender was already greatly affected by the hormones testosterone and estrogen that we were able to affect it so easily with our Synthors. Years of careful and exhausting experimentation had led us to the point where we were able to successfully change the gender of animal test subjects. Our greatest success being a fully grown adult male chimp that had completely been transformed into a female. No negative side effects were observed and we were even able to successfully revert the chimp back to his original male form. It was amazing to witness.
The manipulation of one's gender was a tough pill for some to swallow, however. It seemed many would protest our drug even if it were perfected. Religious groups were claiming that we were playing God and that we had no right to change something about an individual that only God could decide. It didn't matter how much we explained the amazing possibilities of our research. They would not budge from their position. This was why we believed that the reason we had been blocked from human trials was political.
Our research team was led by four top scientists in their field. Henry Williams was a tall black man in his mid-thirties from Ohio. Jerry Chang was a brilliant Chinese doctor from California. Douglas Chambers, like me, was a middle aged white male from the south. I was the lead scientist in charge of the lab, Alex Jones. Each of us had dedicated our lives to this project for years. Henry, Jerry, and I were sitting around a conference table and discussing our situation. Everyone was disappointed. We were trying to decide on what to do now after the FDA ruling, but we couldn't find a way to advance the project without human trials. That was when Doug entered the room with a panicked look on his face.
"I just got a call. It looks like Marcus Riggs is on his way here," he said.
Marcus Riggs was the billionaire who owned the lab where we worked and funded all of our research. It was only because of his backing that we were able to get to the point we were at in our project. He was a believer in our project and pushed us constantly for results. He didn't just believe in the potential miracles the drug could make possible, he believed in the huge amounts of money that could be made off of selling it. There was no denying that our drug could make him the richest man on the planet when it was perfected. It could only mean one thing if he was coming here to meet us in person. He was upset.
"Not good. What are we going to tell him? Without human trials, we are stuck," Jerry said.
"Yeah, we have taken it as far as we can at this point," Henry agreed.
"That's not going to matter to Marcus," I said. "He has invested a fortune into us. He is going to want to hear a plan."
"So what do we tell him?" Henry asked.
I sighed. "I have no idea."
I looked around and saw nothing but defeated expressions. I decided to gather my notes and videos of our most recent tests. I figured the least I could do was lay everything out for Marcus to see. We couldn't afford to lose his support. My hope was that he wouldn't back out if he saw the drug really did work. There was such promise in our research. To abandon it now would be a crime against our future as a species. He may lose money on it now, but if he didn't panic, there might be hope in the long run. I needed to make him see that.
Marcus showed up within the hour. He stood a little over six feet tall and wore an expensive looking suit. His hair was made up with a lot of product and he had on a shiny new gold watch. He definitely had the look of a wealthy and powerful man. He met the four of us in the conference room for a meeting. We were right about him not being happy.
"How the fuck did this happen? I thought we had this in the bag," he yelled.
"Well... apparently word spread that we were trying to play God and public opinion turned against us. I think it killed any support we had in the FDA," Doug said.
"Those religious nuts ruin everything. So? What is the plan now?" Marcus asked.
"I have a report of our progress to this point right here. I wanted to show you how far we have come and let you see what we are already capable of before we talk about the future," I said.
Marcus took his seat at the table and motioned for me to continue. I stood and started my presentation. None of the scientific talk made much of an impression on him. He was a business man, not a scientist, so it was to be expected. The videos were a different story. The awe was visible on his face as I showed him the video of the chimpanzee turning female. It really was something amazing to witness for the first time.
"Incredible. I had heard the reports, but to actually see it is a whole different story," he said. "So how far away are you from the accelerated healing you initially spoke to me about?"
"It's hard to say. We aren't even sure that the gender transformation would work on a human subject. Until we find that out, we have no idea where we stand," I told him.
"So without FDA approval... you guys have no way to continue your work here, is that right?"
"Yes."
I could see the wheels turning in his head as he considered the situation. He was obviously impressed by what we had accomplished. And he knew the value of what we were trying to do, both for the world and for his wallet. The problem was that it had already taken quite a bit of money from his wallet to get us to this point. If we were stopped now from fully realizing our goal, he wouldn't be able to get his money back. I knew I had to convince him.