Part 1) Within The Lab: The Beginning

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( side-note: i changed the ending of the ex boyfriend part of the story series. i felt WAY too bad for him)
thanks for reading mah intro, now onto the story!!


Dr. Ann McNickles pushed away from the desk she had set up with her notes pushed all along the edges and folded her glasses to set to one side. It was the wee hours of the morning and the only noise in the lab was the movements of animals in their cages and the occasional click and whirr of one of the machines as it shifted gears. She didn’t make it a habit of coming into the lab this late at night. It was well past three in the morning if the clock on her computer was right and she was still running data through the machine. Each time there was a little chime she stopped and looked at the glow of the screen and wrote the numbers down into her journal.

She moved her chair back a little and turned her head to look at the terrariums that were set up against the wall. Although many labs kept their animals in closed quarters and with a minimum of space she couldn’t bear to see them with just barely enough room to turn around. The different snakes were kept in large sixty gallon terrariums that were well lit with branches and plants filling the area. They even had small pools that would allow them to slink into it to help shed skin. Over time she’d ensured they were tamed to her hand and could handle them with a minimum of fuss with various procedures. More importantly she kept them separated from each other to prevent fights.

The doctor leaned down to look at her notes with her brows furrowed together as she licked the edges of her lips. They kept coming out with the same results, and she tapped a foot against the ground lightly as she considered what that might mean. Her eyes were drawn to a small pale white snake in one of the smaller set ups. The albino snake was coiled up awkwardly in the corner with its eyes staring miserably at the small mouse that was cleaning itself in the corner of the set up. It seemed to be resisting the urge to strike so far, but she predicted that in the next day or so that the hunger would will out. The serum was working, after nearly nine years she had a genetic serum that could penetrate the body’s basic DNA make up and alter it.

At first she’d had some trouble doing anything more the introducing small changes in her subjects. One of the more frightening experiments had ended up with venomous mice when she’d mingled the DNA from one of her snakes with it. Still she had hopes for the latest experiments success. Five mice had been transformed over the course of several evenings with the introduction of the serum, and her hopes had soared when the first might had successfully carried eggs to term. If they could reproduce true then it was possible she was on the right track. So far reptile DNA had been the easiest to work with along with some sea animals. She’d yet to perfect mammals.

Dr. McNickle leaned back in the chair as her thoughts drifted from snakes to the reason she was here. A bitter surge of anger rolled through her as she looked over at the picture that had been slammed face down on her desk. Her boyfriend had been supportive of her for years while she worked. Though he didn’t understand all of what she did, he knew that she had wealthy backers eager to be able to further her genetic research, but not the ins and outs. Her lips thinned down angrily. At first their lives hadn’t been that bad, they’d actually been rather nice, that was until he started sleeping around five out of seven nights of the week.

She knew he’d slept with at least two of her interns and he didn’t seem to care that she knew. In fact he seemed to flaunt his sexual conquests when she caught him. She was surprised he didn’t give her play by plays on what they did better than her. She’d gone home earlier and found the house entirely quiet and empty, an empty box of condoms tossed on the dresser like a slap in the face. Her rage had flared and she’d stiffly left the house and come here to the lab where it was at least peaceful and she could work. She glanced over at the clock that ticked along and gave a shake before she stood up and pulled her chair back. It should be safe to head home now.

Dr. McNickle picked up her briefcase and flipped off the computer monitor a moment before she heard a slightly drunken voice and a high pitched giggle answer it. The first voice had been male and familiar, the second even more so. She balled her fingers in to grip her briefcase so roughly that her nails sank into the leather. A raw wave of anger rushed through her as she heard her boyfriend’s voice slur on the other side of the door. He’d obviously been drinking and the girl answered him softly while the doctor stepped back and tried to make herself small. She didn’t need this. She didn’t need to confront her boyfriend with their neighbor.

“Aww don’t worry, she’s pr’bly at home. Ya wanna see those freaky snakes o’ hers. I saw her notes, all they do is fuck.” Greg’s voice came out thickly as the door opened and he walked in with his hand wrapped around the bleach blondes waist.

“Snakes? Ew!” The voice trembled with fear and playfulness as they walked closer towards the cages.

Her boyfriend’s hand moved up to cup just against one of Jill’s generous breasts and kneaded the orb against the palm of his hand. The girl was all too willing to enjoy it as she leaned into the touch with a soft moan of pleasure. Her head moved back and pressed against her shoulder as he kept working her breasts with adept fingers. The doctor couldn’t stop the flush of red rage that ran through her and she dropped her briefcase suddenly so that it made a resounding smack against the ground. Jill jerked away from her boyfriend but Greg just turned with a wicked smile on his face as if teasing her. He knew she was here tonight, he’d probably seen her car. That…that…snake! He’d done this on purpose!

She stepped forward with her eyes narrowed and watched as their neighbor stepped back and her mouth worked before a tumbled burst of apologies erupted from her. Ann didn’t bother to hide the rage on her face as she stalked forward and watched the smug smile twitch on Greg’s lips. He was enjoying seeing her upset! She narrowed her eyes and finally slammed her hand flat down against the edge of her desk. A few of the rats woke up and she heard the clatter of claws against the cage bars as she finally cut off Jill’s apologies with a motion of her hand.

“Out, Now. I have to talk to Greg.” She glared at her boyfriend as an idea started to form in her mind. She paused for a moment, it was a horrible idea, a wicked idea, a wrong idea. But wouldn’t he deserve it?

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Greg smirked as his girlfriend stopped the fun before it got any further then a bit of groping. He knew she would, a shame as well since it could be quite fun to see her unbend a bit and join into the fun. He let Jill go with a sudden slide of his fingers along the curve of her rump before he turned back to lean insolently against the good docter’s desk. She needed to learn how to unbend. How could a doctor who was studying mating habits and watching animals fuck all day behave like she was a school teacher? When they first met he was sure she’d be a pistol to handle. Instead he was stuck with a mouse of a woman that barely had an interest in sex unless she was watching it in her lab.

“How..how COULD you, you bastard!” Her voice rose up in her anger and he tossed his hair out of his eyes.

“How could I? Easily enough. You don’t want to do anything in bed, so isn’t it obvious I’d go and find someone who did?” He pushed away from the desk to walk over to look at the aquariums, “Aren’t that what you’re studying? Animals with enhanced breeding capabilities?”

“I’m busy! It’s over, Greg, just over!” Her voice almost cracked and he gave a shake of his head.

“I don’t think so, Ann. It’s not over at all.” He smirked a little bit, the hell if he was going to lose the ability to have as much money coming in as she brought him. He had a good thing going, she just needed to learn her place in the situation.

“I want you out by the time I get home! Out!” She snapped the words as if she wanted to bite into them and he gave another shake of his head. This time a laugh came out of his throat.

“I don’t think so. You’ve not been honest with your backers. I know you haven’t been. Why? Because I saw your little reports last month. You haven’t even come close to what they want, but you keep feeding them false info don’t you?” He watched her eyes widen and a slight flash of fear run through her eyes. “I’m not an idiot, I saw the books you keep at home.