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    There were many small islands near St. Vincents and the Grenadines, in the Caribbean. On one of them was the remote testing facility for Phuture Pharmaceuticals Corp. Barely 1 mile long, it could only be accessed via a dangerous boat trip from St. Vincents, more than two hours away in good weather. The island was chosen for its remoteness and inaccessibility. No airstrips, no docks, not even a heliport. The boats used by PPC were landing craft that could drive right up to the shore, drop the front ramp and unload jeeps and cargo. This was how Dr. Opper and his captives arrived on the little island.
   
    It had been three months since their capture in the Camp. For the first ten weeks, they'd been treated to a host of medical experiments in the Camp's facilities. Staff had been allocated to assist with the genetic modification programming and measures had been taken to erase all traces of their previous lives. Within hours of their abductions, the Welker's house had mysteriously burnt to the ground, the Saunders girl's car had been destroyed in a fiery crash, and Brynn had simply vanished. With the resources and connections available, PPC had no problem making all of these events appear legitimate.
   
    During those initial weeks of treatment, the subjects were all isolated from each other. The genetic manipulations took time, but slowly progress was being made. Nanobots created the changes on a cellular level, reworking genetic code from the ground up, so to speak. Accelerated cellular growth was a component of the technology used to facilitate these changes. It was what had made Amy's tits grow, and Brynn's cock. That had been just the beginning, though.

    Dr. Opper had been intrigued with Arlene. Her feisty spirit excited him, and he decided on some appropriate modifications for her. First he had dictated that her breasts would be enlarged. Using the same formula that Amy had taken, Opper increased the dosage and accelerated the growth. There was the matter of her potentially dangerous, aggressive behavior, so he had the doctors inject her with an experimental mind-altering drug. The drug basically induced a feeling of calm and compliance. Arlene had been told that she was going to be given the drug, despite her protests and swears. It took a few days for the effects to take hold, but when they did, Arlene was as passive as a kitten.

    Suzanne visited her the first day Arlene was allowed to be unrestrained. Entering Arlene's room, Suzanne saw her sitting in a chair, looking out the window. There were no bars or locks - the island was small and there was no way to leave. Arlene turned as she heard Suzanne, her newly enlarged chest swinging into Suzanne's view. She gasped involuntarily at the sight of Arlene's tits; they literally covered her lap, swelling fully like overinflated soft torpedoes. They had been growing for weeks, and still seemed to get a little bigger each day. Dark veins could be seen coursing through them just under the smooth, taut surface. Her nipples had enlarged as well, standing erect from the tips of her tits. Drops of milk leaked out slowly but steadily, dripping down onto a thick towel Arlene had covering her legs.
    "Hello Arlene. How are you feeling today?"
    Arlene looked up at Suzanne with a glazed expression, "I'm good, doctor. But my boobs are still a little sore." She patted them with her hands gently, causing them to ripple and jiggle. Suzanne smiled. The drugs really did work wonders, she thought.
    "I'm sorry, dear. I'm sure in a few more days they'll feel better. In the meantime, remember to keep milking them so you don't engorge. That's what will really make them hurt." Suzanne patted Arlene on the head, like a sweet child, and quietly left. She wanted to visit her other new friends. She smiled wickedly as she thought about how docile and submissive they had all become due to the drugs. There was lots of money to be made with that to be sure, she thought greedily.

    She visited Ed next. All of their rooms were comfortable, clean and looked like modern boutique style hotel rooms. They even had satellite TV. Ed was watching his when Suzanne opened his closed door. Ed was lying naked on his back, watching porn on the TV, slowly stroking his cock and he didn't stop when he saw her. His fist pumped deliberately up and down the length of his now massive cock. Opper and his medical staff had given Ed some of the developmental formulas, with astonishing results.
    The first few weeks, Ed's cock had lengthened and thickened by a few inches. Opper wasn't satisfied, and continued with the treatment. Three more weeks went by, and Ed's cock had more than doubled in size. It was 14 inches long and as big around as a man's forearm. By the time they'd arrived on the island, Ed's cock had stabilized at just over 19 inches long. It was also able to stay hard as long as he wanted, and his ability to produce cum had been equally enhanced. When Ed came, he shot prodigious amounts of jizz. Suzanne had measured one of his ejaculations and found that it was almost two ounces. His recovery time was only a matter of a minute or two, and he could shoot ounces of cum over and over. They only thing that he needed was to stay hydrated, so he was drinking water almost constantly.
    Suzanne stared openly at the sight of Ed's magnificent erection. It was thick, long, and the mushroom shaped head was purple and glistening with pre-cum. Ed was using both hands to stroke it, and from time to time he reached down and fondled his enlarged balls. They too had grown, and now hung between his legs heavily. His scrotum was easily as big as a grapefruit. As she watched, Ed started to stroke his cock faster. Suddenly a stream of cum was spurting up into the air, followed by several more blasts of hot cum. The wet jizz splattered down all over Ed, covering him in rivulets of thick white liquid. His erect cock continued to shoot stream after stream and he casually pointed it at his mouth and opened wide to suck the massive head. His lips had no difficulty reaching the tip of his cock, and he put the head in and continued to stroke as his mouth filled with the last few shots of cum.
    "Aahh," he sighed, as he lay back on the bed. His gigantic cock was still fully erect and pulsed slowly, causing fresh drops of cum to drip from the piss slit. Ed smiled wickedly at Suzanne and waved his cock in her direction. "Want a taste?"
    "Thanks, but not right now. Maybe some other time, Ed. I just wanted to see how you're doing today." Despite her professional demeanor, she was quite flustered by his huge cock, and she could feel the moisture in her pussy. She forced herself to stop thinking about his cock and left the room, closing the door behind her. As she walked down the hall to Brynn's room she could feel the wetness seeping into her panties. Of course, visiting with Brynn would be very similar to her visit with Ed, but it needed to be done.

    Brynn was in her little room, doodling with a crayon on some paper. Suzanne looked at the colorful lines and saw the deftly drawn figures of Amy and Brynn locked in a sexual tangle. Amy's breasts were enormous globes and her legs were spread wide to accommodate Brynn's over-sized penis.
    "That's a wonderful drawing, Brynn."
      Brynn was startled and looked up at Susanne. "Oh! I didn't hear you come in. What do you want?" It was clear that Brynn hated Susanne, but there wasn't anything she could do about it. The drugs she'd been given left her fully aware of what was happening, but helpless to do anything other than what she was told. Brynn looked at the picture she was making of Amy, and longed to feel her moving warmly beneath her as she thrust her enlarged penis into Amy's cunt. She missed her younger lover so much these days and thought about her constantly. She lifted the drawing for Susanne to see.
    "Do you think she'll like it?" she asked hopefully. Since the treatments had started, Brynn's emotional attachment to Amy had grown deeper and deeper. It was clear how much she loved and missed her girlfriend.
    "I'm sure she'll love it," acknowledged Susanne. "It's very good. I didn't know you were such a talented artist."
    Brynn blushed despite herself at the praise and said, "I used to draw all the time in high school - mostly anime type stuff, but other things too."
    Susanne listened and looked Brynn over as she spoke about her art. In the months since being abducted, the physical changes to Brynn were quite remarkable. Her breasts had grown greatly, from basically being flat, to now easily filling a DD cup. Her hips had flared out out a few inches and her waist had narrowed as well. The other huge change was her penis. It had received the same treatment as Ed's and was now a full 8 inches long and very thick. Her balls were bigger too, but not as big as Ed's. Susanne was sure that in time, Brynn could grow even bigger.
    Brynn was wearing a black tee shirt and gray running shorts. Her feet were bare and she was sitting Indian style on her bed as she drew. While she worked, her hair kept falling over her face. It hadn't been cut in a long time and the length was very flattering to her.
    "When can I see Amy again? I miss her so much!" she said with a pout. Susanne noticed that Brynn's nipples were poking forcefully against the thin cotton tee shirt. Brynn didn't like wearing the bras that had been given to her.
    "Soon, dear, soon. I think Dr. Opper would like to see you both in the next few days. I'll tell her you said hello."
    "Thanks. I can't wait to see her," Brynn replied, as she added some detail to a sketch of Amy sucking her huge cock. Susanne smiled at the thought of their reunion and the great DVD they could make from it. She left Brynn to her fantasies on paper and savored the thought of visiting Amy. But first, she would stop in to see that little vixen, Cat.

    Catherine Saunders had been a most interesting subject to work on. She already had large breasts and was fully female. Her intense willpower had proven to be an exciting challenge to Dr. Opper and his colleagues. They had decided to give her some experimental mind control drugs. If the drugs worked as expected, the uses in both military and espionage applications would be many. At first, when Cat's ball-gag had been removed she spewed a steady stream of angry threats and insults at Dr. Opper and any staff that accompanied him.
    The mind control drug had been carefully administered along with the genetic modifiers and within a few days, she had started to change. One of the primary functions of the drug was to make the recipient very compliant to programming. By making suggestions via aural and visual cues, Opper and his colleagues could essentially mold Cat's mind to believe anything they wanted. They tested it out by imprinting her with the need to masturbate whenever she heard the word 'banana'. As expected, the first time Dr. Opper asked her if she would like a banana, she began to squirm uncomfortably until she gave in and started rubbing her pussy. Opper and two other doctors laughed as they watched the poor teen finger her wet cunt uncontrollably. Tears of humiliation and rage ran down her face, but she climaxed ferociously none the less.
    Among the changes they'd implemented on Cat were enlarged breasts, enlarged clitoris, and two very special ones. Her throat and vagina had been modified; the nanobots had reconfigured her vagina by making it longer, or deeper. It could now accommodate even the largest penis, even something as large as a horse cock. Her throat had been made to work much like her vagina, in that it would lubricate when she was aroused, and that it could constrict and massage just like a pussy. Her gag reflex had been completely eliminated, so that deep-throating would be effortless.
    Susanne walked into Cat's room to find the pretty girl reading a paperback book. She spent most of her time quietly reading since the drugs had been given to her. She had retained her full faculties, but when imprinted with a suggestion, she was helpless to resist. Even as she complied with the suggestion, she was fully aware of what she was doing. Susanne had also taken the opportunity to imprint her own suggestions on Cat. Walking over to the teen, Susanne looked at the girl's chest which had grown considerably since coming to the island. Her breasts had been already big at D cups, but now they strained against the confines of her newest bra which was a FF cup. Susanne could see the straps of the bra digging into the girl's shoulders from the considerable weight it held. Cat was compelled to wear nothing but a bra at all times unless told otherwise. Other than the huge white bra, she was nude.
    "Hello, Pussy," smirked Susanne. She had taken to calling the previously feisty girl "Pussy" which was now the only name Cat responded to. Cat looked up at Susanne and cupped her big tits, presenting them for the older woman. It was one of the imprints Susanne had given her.
    "What may I do to please you, Mistress?" was Cat's programmed response. She held her tits together, pressing them upwards till the cleavage was spilling over the top of the tight bra. The very edges of her pink, smooth areola were peeking over the top of the fabric.
    "Take your pretty bra off for me, Pussy. I want to see how your tits are growing," she commanded. The helpless teen obeyed, reaching behind her back to unhook the wide band on the bra. The last hook released and the bra finally relieved of the stress practically shot off her tits, landing on the floor at Susanne's pointy stilettos. Cat's naked tits hung heavily against her chest. They weren't as naturally firm as Amy's huge breasts, and the pendulous tits pointed down as they swayed gently. Lines were showing on the pale white flesh where the cups and straps had pressed. Her skin was alabaster white, with a delicate tracery of veins showing lightly beneath. They were incredibly beautiful and Susanne felt an overwhelming desire to suck them. "Looks like you've gotten a little bit bigger since  last week. Does that bra hurt?"
    "Yes, Mistress. It's getting very tight now." Cat wanted to stand up and hit Susanne, but there was nothing she could do but kneel there on the floor at her feet, naked and submissive.
    "Hmm...well too bad. We'll get you a new one when you've outgrown that one. Till then you'll just have to bear with it," she said, as she checked her watch. It was almost time to meet with the others for the daily meeting. "I'll see you later, Pussy. Oh, and I before I go, I just want to say; 'banana'." Turning to go, she looked back over her shoulder with a mean grin. Catherine was suddenly itching with arousal, and her hands were rubbing her tits and pussy, as she desperately tried to make herself cum. Susanne walked out laughing, leaving the young teen squirming on the floor in a finger-fucking frenzy. She had just enough time for a quick stop in Amy's room.

    Amy was in a room unlike all the others. Her exposure to the growth formula had given her an enormous head start on the modifications that Opper and the others wanted to make to her. The formula she'd ingested was an unproven one, and had unexpected results, like the induced lactation. There were other unpredicted effects, like the increase in her sex drive, and as they'd learned from what happened to Brynn, her milk was capable of producing these effects in anyone who consumed it. Opper wanted to give Amy's milk to the others to see just how far the changes could go. Susanne thought back to the meeting the other day with Dr. Opper, herself, and Charles.
    Charles had mentioned that Amy was displaying similar side-effects to what Subject 3, Elisa, had gone through. He expressed concern that the side-effects would be harmful, but Opper and Susanne scoffed at his concerns and told him that the health of one or two girls was not important. The big picture was what they should be focusing on, Dr. Opper said. Millions and millions of dollars were at stake, and if a few stupid girls got hurt, too bad. Charles left at that point, and went for a walk in the humid tropical air.
    Susanne agreed with Opper - the girls, and Ed, were expendable. With that thought in mind, she went into Amy's room. Machinery lined the walls of the sterile lab room. Amy was suspended nude and face down from a harness system that supported her torso, arms, legs, and head. Her breasts hung freely. Each time Susanne saw them, she stared in awe. It had only been a day since she last visited, but they were visibly larger. Amy was suspended about five feet off the floor, but her breasts hung more than halfway down. Her gigantic thick nipples were capped with clear plastic cups which sucked a steady trickle of milk from each tit. A long metal probe was inserted deep into Amy's pussy. It had a hose connected to it which went into one of the many machines lining the wall. From time to time a fluid pulsed slowly through the hose and into the probe. From there it then went into Amy, filling her pussy with yet more experimental drugs. Susanne wasn't sure what the purpose of the probe was, but since it didn't matter much to her, she didn't care.
    Amy turned her head as much as possible at the sound of Susanne's heels clacking sharply on the concrete floor. Hatred and anger filled her eyes as she stared helplessly. Susanne went to a control monitor and scanned the readouts - all levels were fine and Amy's vitals were satisfactory. The girl had been harnessed to this machinery for almost a week, and the results had been very good. The constant milking had produced several gallons of her milk, and the drugs being introduced to her system were certainly making her tits grown even larger. Susanne examined her colossal twin globes carefully, running her soft hands across the warm, smooth skin. Heavy blue veins lined each breast, leading to the unnaturally large nipples. Each one had grown to more than three inches long, and as thick around as a fat cigar. The ducts leaked pearly drops of milk in a steady, slow pace while the machine continually sucked them up.
    "Well, it seems like they're even bigger than yesterday," remarked Susanne as she walked slowly around Amy. Her eyes lustfully stared at the incredible sight of the beautiful teenager helplessly getting milked. Susanne noted that despite the humiliations being forced upon her, Amy's tight little pussy was swollen and wet with arousal.
    "Yes, Mistress, they are bigger." Amy had been imprinted much like Cat had been and unlike Cat, Amy felt horny every time she was with another female.
    "Does looking at me make you horny?" asked Susanne, fully knowing the answer. Already, she could she Amy thrusting her sleek young hips back and forth ever so slightly. Her breasts were also flushed a little. A display panel showed her heart rate and other vitals and Susanne could see that Amy's pulse was quickening.
    "Yes, Mistress. My pussy is wet for you." There was nothing she could do to stop herself from feeling the way she felt, or from saying the words she was speaking, yet she was completely aware of how much she hated it all. She couldn't even cry.
    Susanne stepped closer and pushed against Amy's dangling orbs. They swung side to side like pendulums. Amy moaned involuntarily at the sensation of her tits rocking, which caused spurts of milk to gush out the nipples. The probe was again filling her cunt with more fluids and the pressure inside was getting her close to orgasm. The constant stimulation of her tits and pussy had the girl on the verge of cumming for hours and hours. It was almost unbearable. Almost.
    "I have to go now, you little sexy milk-cow, but I'll see you tomorrow, and we may have a little surprise for you." Amy looked worried at Susanne's comment. "Oh don't worry, Bessy, you'll like it. I promise." She patted Amy on her firm nude ass and let her fingers drift a little to brush gently against her sopping cunt. The touch was the final push Amy needed and her orgasm exploded, shaking her body and setting the whole harness system in motion. Amy's hips bucked wildly and her massive tits shook, filling the overwhelmed machine with more milk than it could momentarily handle. Milk sprayed forcefully out from the edges of the sucking cups on her nipples, wetting her torso and face with the sticky liquid. Susanne watched happily as Amy shook and spasmed to the orgasm. Her own pussy was calling for attention, and she decided that she'd stop at her place and attend to it before doing any more work for the day. 'It's such fun being an evil scientist,' she thought to herself as she left Amy's room. There was a big smile on her face as she thought about which dildo she would use to fuck herself senseless with.