A Desperate Escape to Mira’s Lab [R-18]
Lily’s voice was weak, barely more than a whisper. "You're... a guy?"
Alex’s heart leaped into his throat. He stared at her flushed, newly matured face.
But before he could even try to come up with a lie, Lily’s eyes fluttered shut.
The heavy surge of Yin energy and the rapid physical mutation completely drained her.
She swayed on her knees, her newly grown breasts straining against the torn fabric of her blue sports bra, and slumped forward.
Alex lunged, catching her by the shoulders before her head could hit the hard bathroom tiles.
"Lily? Hey, wake up!" he asked, his voice tight with panic.
She just let out a soft, hazy moan, nuzzling her hot cheek against his bare stomach.
She was completely out of it, half-conscious and half-asleep, lost in the heavy afterglow of his sweet nectar.
Alex’s mind spun rapidly. He couldn't let anyone find them in here.
If Instructor Sylvia or any of the other girls walked into this washroom, it would be the end of his life.
"I have to get us out of here," Alex muttered to himself, forcing his trembling hands to move.
He quickly adjusted his own clothes.
He made sure his black spandex shorts were pulled high, hiding any remaining trace of his little brother.
Taking a deep breath, he wrapped his arms around Lily’s waist and pulled her up.
To his surprise, picking her up wasn't that hard, even though her body had become noticeably softer, thicker, and heavier in just a few minutes.
"Come on, work with me," he whispered, wrapping one of her arms over his shoulder.
Lily mumbled something messy and incoherent, her hot breath tickling his neck.
Her newly widened hips bumped against his as he half-carried, half-dragged her out of the tight stall.
He peeked out of the washroom door.
The hallway was completely empty.
He could hear the faint, muffled shouts of Sylvia guiding the sword training from the main hall. They were still busy.
Moving as quietly as he could, Alex rushed down the hall and ducked into the empty women's dressing room.
He gently placed Lily down on a wooden bench. She slumped against the lockers, her chest heaving slowly.
Alex quickly found his own locker. He didn’t even have time to take off the tight black spandex and the white bra.
He also didn't care about the sticky residue left on his skin; he just wanted his own clothes back.
He quickly slipped into his black silk pants and pulled his baggy, oversized gray hoodie over his head, with his bra and tie black spandex still wearing inside.
He then grabbed Lily's bag from her open locker.
He shoved her everyday clothes inside, grabbed his own things, and looked at the sleeping girl.
He couldn't just walk out carrying her like this.
He pulled a large, thick training towel out of her bag and wrapped it securely around her shoulders and chest, hiding her torn top and her newly enlarged breasts.
"Okay, let's go," Alex whispered, hoisting her onto his back.
Lily let out a soft whine, wrapping her arms loosely around his neck and resting her chin on his shoulder.
Her long, newly grown hair cascaded down his back.
With Lily secured piggyback-style, Alex slipped out the back exit of the dressing room.
He totally bypassed the main training hall and the front desk where the creepy old man sat.
He pushed open the heavy emergency exit door and stepped out into the warm, bright afternoon air of the back alley.
The sudden sunlight made him squint, but the fresh air helped clear the heavy, intoxicating scent of pheromones from his nose.
His mind raced as he walked quickly down the quiet backhall, keeping to the shadows.
“Where could I go? He couldn't take her back to Uncle John’s house. Elena was already in a bad state,” and explaining Lily’s sudden transformation to his uncle would be impossible.
Then, it hit him.
“Mira.” The beautiful, mysterious researcher who crafted his Star Leaf potion.
She didn’t knew about his Naagin gene, his feminization, and the bizarre changes happening to his body.
But he could just lie to her about his sudden change in appearance and physical changes to her and ask for her help.
More importantly, her private research lab was located right inside the Gene Association building, not too far from the Gene Association's training facility.
"Hang in there, Lily," Alex breathed heavily, adjusting his grip on her thick thighs to keep her from sliding down his back. "Just stay asleep for a little longer."
He picked up his pace, every time Lily shifted against his back, the heavy, soft weight of her new breasts pressed firmly into his spine, sending a completely foreign shiver through his body.
However, his mind was entirely focused on how to escape and what to do when Mira questioned him.
He just hoped Mira was at her lab and that she could somehow explain, or fix the absolute mess his sweet nectar had caused.
He slipped through the delivery entrance in the back, a path he knew by heart from his part-time delivery jobs.
He dug into his pocket and pulled out the spare key card Mira had given him for running errands.
His hands were shaking as he swiped it at the hidden private elevator.
Beep.
The metal doors slid open, and he hurried inside, leaning heavily against the cool wall as the elevator carried them up to Mira's private research floor.
When the doors parted, Alex stepped out into the bright, clean room.
Large machines hummed quietly in the background, casting a soft blue glow over the stainless steel tables and glass cabinets.
"Mira?" Alex called out, his voice echoing slightly in the large room. "Mira, are you here? I need your help!"
Silence. The lab was completely empty.
Alex let out a long, frustrated groan.
He walked over to a padded medical examination table in the center of the room and gently lowered Lily onto it.
The moment her back hit the soft leather, the thick training towel he had wrapped around her slipped off her shoulders.
Alex swallowed hard, his eyes going wide.
Lily looked completely different. Her body was burning up with a severe fever from the rapid mutation.
Sweat made her glowing skin slick and shiny. Her blue sports bra was completely ripped down the middle now, the fabric unable to hold back the heavy, plump mounds of her newly grown breasts.
They spilled out freely, the soft flesh jiggling as her chest heaved with heavy, wet breaths.
Her large, dark pink nipples were fully erect, pointing stiffly into the cool air of the lab.
"Oh my god..." Alex whispered, wiping the sweat from his own forehead.
Lily let out a deep, breathy moan. Her newly widened hips twisted on the table, and she spread her thick, soft thighs apart without waking up.
The tight spandex shorts were stretched to their absolute limit, digging deep into her plump skin.
A thick, sweet scent quickly filled the sterile air of the lab. It was a mix of Alex's own lingering pheromones and Lily's intense, musky cum.