Dr. Lilith's Retreat Part 6: Standardization (Patreon)

Marcy read over Stephanie’s notes.  Four subjects registered, but only two of them would be experiencing what they had intended as “standard” fare.

Timmy’s special template meant that he would be undergoing a rapid transition followed by a more severe age reduction than any attempt so far. He would have to be coached separately from the other girls after the first dosage.

Marty knew where this was headed, so there would be no incentive for him to cooperate in week one and his presence would make him a disruptive influence.  He would have to be kept separate until after the first dose.  In fact, there was little reason to wait the extra three weeks unless Dr. Lilith and his sponsor wanted him to stew on what was to come.  She thought for a moment of the abusive sissy, trapped in a cell, knowing that in three weeks he would lose his penis.  A penis that was locked in a cage that kept him from using it at least one last time before it was gone.  She understood why he was still scheduled with the rest.

This left Jeff and Daniel as the only recruits who would experience the entire treatment program.  Two out of four.   They would be needing more than that.

She drafted an email outlining her plan to Dr. Lilith. As soon as she hit send, she went down the hall to Katherine’s office and knocked.

Dr. Katherine Lilith was relaxed, as she was keying in figures on a keyboard.  On the far wall of her office, a five foot tall digital representation of a DNA stand rotated, projected there from a ceiling mounted unit.

The Doctor smiled when Marcy knocked. “Ah, Marcy, come on in, I was working on tightening up the exchange protocols for nano-regen.  I think we can reduce overall dosage and still achieve full transition within a week without the use of hyperbaric chambers.” her face darkened. “Julia gave me the idea after she dosed that guard on her way out.  If my daughter can use MACR as a weapon, why can’t I weaponize it?”

Marcy remembered the night Julia, and Donna escaped.  The failed guard was begging for an antidote, but he had been given a complete dose of MACR Formula, the cascade was already underway and could not be reversed.  Marcy had felt sorry for the poor man, but Dr. Lilith had other ideas.  
She had the other guard that had been subdued brought to her, and in front of her entire staff, she injected him with a full dose as well.

“You both share the same failure, now it carries the same price.” She announced. She turned to the other guards, “Take them to the lab and put them in chambers. We need to be off this island before that ship makes another port!”

The two men still begged for mercy as they were dragged away by their own compatriots.  Reviewing the intelligence files from the CIA Raid on the island after they had left, Marcy knew that the two guards were now very short and very busty women.

“Weaponize it?” Marcy asked

Dr. Lilith nodded. “Right now, we can dose someone and they won’t have any immediate symptoms.  Without a hyperbaric chamber it takes almost a month for the nanites to replicate to the level of cascade transition and complete the process.  This is fine when we want to send a message but it’s not doing much toward the eventual goal of global feminization.”

She held up a large syringe with what looked like padded wadding on the rounded end opposite the needle.  “But something that disables immediately and cascades fast is a whole new ball game!”

“Darts?” Marcy asked.
“Darts!” Dr. Lilith exclaimed.  “Dart Rifles, Dart Drones, Dart traps!”  She said,  We could feminize an entire tactical team if we had the jump on them!  That would make them think twice about coming after me.”

Marcy nodded.  Katherine seemed almost manic.  Ever since Julia’s betrayal, the Doctor had seemed out of sorts.  She was obsessed with loyalty and seemed to be constantly expecting government agents to come rushing into the retreat.  Her daughter had broken her heart and the strain was affecting her.  Marcy felt bad for her friend.

“I came about a different matter” Marcy said, trying to steer the conversation to more solid ground.  “The first class”

Dr. Lilith set the empty dart aside and smiled.  “Ahh yes, I was looking at the profiles of our guests already.  I think Daniel would do well with a shy girl-next-door look.”

“We need more men,” Marcy said flatly.

Dr. Lilith blinked.  “Something I personally would never say, but what do you mean?”

Marcy directed Dr. Lilith to her email and walked her through her concerns.  “If we are going to be building what amounts to a feminization reform school for wayward men, then we need a decent class size and a standardized curriculum. We need a process that is repeatable and scalable.” She concluded “We can’t count these custom jobs toward the total.”

“Custom work pays far more.” Dr. Lilith countered.

“That may be.” Marcy said. “But we can make more on volume if we had the resources freed up from the custom jobs at our disposal.”
Dr. Lilith looked down at her paperwork.  “Are you proposing we just run Timmy and Marty through like the rest of them?”
“No.” Marcy said.  “We need to honor our commitments, especially to the judge.  I am just saying that after them, we reign in the customizations, or at least build some clean boundaries around them.”

“Boundaries?” Dr. Lilith asked.

“Like products on a shelf,” Marcy replied.  “We offer our sponsors a limited number of optional customized paths, something that fits within our program but still lets them tailor fit their builds.” She pulled Marty’s folder from Dr. Lilith’s desk. “Cases like Marty are inevitable.  Some men are going to see through the game and have to be brought in.  So we accept that and we hold them in isolation until week 1 is complete. After that, they can be reintegrated into the program, with no more or less resistance than any of the other girls. Marty is a ‘Involuntary Enrolled’ which is a product on our shelf. We know exactly how to deliver him.”  She set the folder down and picked up Timmy’s folder. “Timmy, is a ‘Voluntary enrolled’ in that he willingly signed the paperwork and will walk through these doors of his own free will at the start of term.  How he responds in week 1 is as big a mystery as any other guest, but we already have the program in place to carry him through till first treatment.”  She opened the folder and flipped to the treatment plan. “However!  Extreme age reduction?  Infantilization? We have never taken anyone back that far with MACR!  There is no telling what unexpected complications will take place.  She will need constant medical supervision through the whole process and there is no guarantee that she will survive or remain sane by the time it’s done!”

“I intend to monitor Timmy’s progress personally.” Dr. Lilith said.

“Which means, you will not be available for anything that comes up with our other guests.” Marcy concluded.  “Not only that, With Timmy rapidly transforming from a young man into a toddler girl, I can’t very well have her in the same socialization school as the others. I haven’t even begun to comprehend what kind of training program we can give her.”

“That will not be our concern.” Dr. Lilith stated.  “We need only conduct the physical modifications.  After that, Timmy’s Step Mother will take full custody of the little girl and raise her as her own daughter.”

“Well,” Marcy said.  “That takes a load off.”  She closed Timmy’s folder and set it down.  “Still, we need to avoid jobs like that,” She saw the look in Dr. Lilith’s face “or at least limit the number we do in the name of advancing your research.”

“So what products would you offer?” Dr. Lilith asked. “We already let our sponsors design the genetic templates of their new girls.”

“I was thinking about Marty,” Marcy said. “I saw him when they brought him in, wearing that maid outfit and that cock-cage.  It made me think about chastity.”

Dr. Lilith’s expression showed interest.. “Do you tell?”

“MACR always feminizes as it propagates, but you now have significant control of the outcome of that process. I wonder how much?” Marcy asked.  “Does feminization have to be complete?”

Dr. Lilith looked at Marcy under her eyebrows. “That’s kind of the point of my work.” She said,

“Manhood is the disease you are trying to cure.” Marcy said.  “I’m not suggesting you let them continue being men.  I’m suggesting that you stop them from becoming complete women.  You could just nullify them.”

Dr. Lilith went to speak, and then stopped. She thought for a moment. “Test batch Beta 3!” she said.  “In our early prison trials, test batch Beta 3 rerouted the urethra as expected but left the male genitals inert while failing to form a labia or vagina to connect to the cervix.  Eventually the male genitals dropped off leaving the subjects with no external primary sexual characteristics.  We rushed batch Beta 4 into use to correct the subjects, but we had an entire floor of Nullos in the facility for a couple weeks.”

“Can you replicate the result?” Marcy asked.

“With improvements!”  Dr. Lilith said.  “Though not in time for this class.”  
“Just as well, I would like this round to fine tune our standard offering.” Marcy said.  “Which brings us back to the original reason I came here.  We need more men.”

“Schedule’s tight” Dr. Lilith said. “I don’t know that we have many leads.”

“Rehab.” Marcy replied. “There are Drug and alcohol rehab facilities up and down the state with waiting lists to get in.  With the judge’s help, we have access to the applicant list. I  have already reviewed the profiles and selected individuals who may be perfect for the program.”

“Who would pay for their enrollment?” Dr. Lilith asked.

“In some cases, they would pay themselves up front.  In others, I have already identified potential sponsors. In most cases, I believe that they are good to experience the entire program.”  Marcy smiled, satisfied with her work.

“Very well.” Dr. Lilith said.  “Bring them in.”

“Hello, My name is Gus.  I’m an addict.  Today I should have been celebrating 3 months of sobriety.” Gus looked down.

A chair shifted.  Everyone in the circle knew what that pause meant.  They had seen it or taken it too many times themselves.

“Instead, I am here to start over.” Gus said. “I last used last night….”

Stephanie Lilith stood by the coffee pot with her clipboard and a stack of pamphlets when Gus came over to get a cup.  “Mr. Phen, I was hoping to find you here.” She said,  “I understand that you have been waiting to get into a treatment facility for some time.”
“I’d go today, if they’d take me.” Gus said.  “I gots ta get this off mah back”

Stephanie smiled and handed over a brochure for Dr. Lilith’s Retreat.  “While I can’t offer today, I can offer the Monday after next.  I guarantee you that with our program, you’ll start a whole new life.”

Gus took the brochure and smiled.  “Miss, ya might be saving my life.”