The X Factor (X-23 TG/AR) (Patreon)

Chris groaned, his eyes fluttering open as awareness gradually returned to him, his surroundings and mind bathed in a fuzzy aura. The journalist was too dazed to recall just where he was, his mind slowly filling in what he could remember to somehow figure out how he had gotten here.

He'd come across some strange records while doing a story on a research facility when he noticed something about the figures seemed off, the small company that was supposed to be focusing on studying DNA having a budget that was far too inflated. So he had done some digging, found some sources, ones that spoke of illegal experiments on the workers that were performing less than what was expected of them, something that lined up with several missing person reports someone else on the paper had been covering.

Chris knew that he could be on to something big, but by now it was obvious that he needed to be careful, not wanting to do or share anything until he had gotten any proof. He didn’t even know any specific details on the experiments themselves, after all. He seemed to get a lucky break though, his search for more sources leading to one coming into contact with him, a worker claiming they could get him to where the experiments were being performed.

He would have been a fool to turn down a lead with that potential, the story likely exactly what he needed to kickstart his career, his determination overwriting any worries he may have had. He now saw just how much of a mistake that had been. What had happened was becoming obvious now, his vision clearing as panic started to set in, remembering the gas filling the room he had been told to wait in, as he found the doors locked.

“Experiment 23 of project X seems to have recovered from unconsciousness. Subject took around seven minutes to recover from the gas, less than the average. May affect the end result, remain observant in case of complications."

Everything came into focus after he heard the cold, female voice, Chris crying out in shock when he realised he was inside a glass tube, confused as he angrily banged on the walls.

“HEY! WHAT'S GOING ON!? LET ME OUT OF HERE!”

”Subject appears to have regained full awareness already. Fascinating. Perhaps the extra recovery time meant his brain could process the gas more quickly. Now beginning background report on the subject for the record before we begin. The subject’s name is Chris Kinney, journalist for the Daily Globe. He was discovered to be looking into our affairs several weeks ago, and he has been drafted into the program both to end any future meddling, and due to our recent lack of suitable volunteers. He had not yet shared his findings with the world, and Essex Corp’s public figures have been modified accordingly to prevent this from happening again.”

She almost completely blanked him out, the woman utterly uninterested in him, far more focused on the various systems in front of her as she slowly pressed the buttons on the console.

”WHAT THE FUCK IS HAPPENING!? WHO ARE YOU!? ARE YOU RECORDING THIS!? YOU WON'T-“

”The subject appears to be highly irritable in their current state. If the experiment is successful, I will make sure to remove these traits to avoid any future annoyances."

It was starting to set in just how out of his element he was, Chris punching at the glass in a hopeless attempt to escape as he did his best to hide his fear, trying to keep a cool head as he tried to think of a way out, something that he failed at miserably.

"YOU CAN'T JUST KEEP ME IN HERE! LET ME OUT! SOMEONE WILL COME LOOKING FOR-"

"Beginning experiment now. The chemicals have been modified since previous use to avoid the risk of repeating any accidents. As before, I will make notes on any effects the substance has on the subject. Let us begin."

"I-I'M TALKING TO YOU! CAN'T YOU HEAR ME!? I-I WON'T LET YOU- AH!?"

He screamed in shock as a hatch above him opened, blue fluid pouring from the ceiling as his punching grew even more frantic, his eyes wide in terror as the chemical slowly filled the cylinder.

"NONONONONONONONO! W-WHAT ARE YOU DOING!? PLEASE, I'M SORRY, I WON'T TELL ANYONE WHAT I SAW PLEASE PLEASE PLEASE JUST DO- gurgle"

It took no time at all for the fluid to reach his mouth, his cries silenced as the thick chemical surrounded him, his body floating in the mixture as his attempts at escape were brought to an end. His movements slowed to the extreme, his blows becoming devoid of any sort of strength behind them.

Unusually, he found he didn't need to hold his breath, but even the only positive of the situation just made it harder to hide his panic, especially when the chemical started to do more than simply slow his movements. He let out a silent scream when he looked down, recoiling in shock as, right before his eyes, his clothes dissolved into nothingness, fading away in an instant and leaving nothing behind.

He gurgled in shock, blushing as he instinctively tried to cover himself, the fact he was completely exposed only making him feel more vulnerable. His hairs stood on end as his body tingled with what he assumed was nervousness.

"Like previous subjects 02 and 16, the unique structure of the compound has naturally dissolved anything without an organic origin. Effects on the subject itself are yet to be seen. But based on previous patterns, they should start any moment- ah, there we go."

Something felt good, impossibly good, Chris unable to stop himself from letting out a pleased gurgle as a wonderful sensation blazed over his body like a wildfire, his body hair going the same way as his clothes as it was removed from existence. It did more than that though, his flesh suddenly feeling far more responsive, the sensitivity going into overdrive, his eyes wide as he thrashed and let out panicked "mmmmmm"s!

Everything had gone up to 11, the slightest movement, the smallest thing against his skin feeling overwhelmingly good, any blemish or flaw burnt away as the once desperately panicking man had reduced himself to a squirming, horny mess, Chris blushing as his hardening shaft throbbed.

"Subject's body appears to have begun altering. Any trace of bodily hair below the eyes has been dissolved away like subject’s clothing. Judging by the reactions on display, the subject's flesh has also increased in sensitivity, resulting in a surge of hormones that have made them erect, suggesting a sexual reaction to the chemical."

He didn't fully process her words, biting his lip as he gurgled in desire, having no idea just why he felt so horny, his body feeling like it needed something he couldn't identify. That feeling only grew as the hair on his head started to burn with bliss, Chris briefly frightened he was about to go bald as his blonde strands started to lose their colour.

He was surprised to find that the reverse was happening, his thoughts briefly reduced to pleased moans as his hair started to grow, darkening strands dancing in front of his vision as it cascaded downwards in waves of black. It tickled his back as it grew, the chemical conditioning it to permanent softness as it grew all the way down to his ass.

The newly darkened strands floated up in the fluid, Chris lost for words at the impossible display that had just taken place in front of him, having no idea just how drastic the changes to come would be. His panic only grew as the tips of his midnight black hair were bleached into unnatural orange and blue.

"Subject is experiencing a growth in remaining hair. Any trace of former blonde colouring has been darkened into black, with small traces of orange and blue. The texture also appears to be softer from an outside view."

Chris' fear was consuming him now, his body shaking as his instincts screamed for him to get out and escape before anything else could happen, too panicked to think about how as he did his best to hit the glass in front of him through the heavy liquid. It was a short lived attempt, a muffled gasp going unheard when pressure mounted on his back, the feeling building for a moment before bursting.

CRACK~!

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~! MMMMM~! MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~!!!!!!!!!!!"

His muffled cries of protest were the only response he could give within the fluid, his body racked with harsh surges of pleasure as the changes and reactions suddenly turned much more aggressive, his spine collapsing into a sensual s curve that was anything but masculine. It was only the prelude for what was to come, Chris squealing out gurgles as his body was suddenly battered by explosive reactions that sent him thrashing like a rag doll, his cock throbbing as painful pleasures raged inside him. The feeling was too intense, forcing him in and out of consciousness as he mentally screamed in protest. The room seemed to grow around him through it all, the comments all that tied it together.

"Chemical appears to be reacting to the surge in stress hormones within the subject, resulting in an influx of violent changes to their body in rapid succession. Said changes are mainly skeletal in nature. The subject's spine has snapped from the chemicals suddenly entering the nervous system. Strangely, it does not appear to be broken, instead reforming into a pronounced curve...”

“OH GAWD OH FUCK OH SHIT, WHAT’S GOING ON WHAT’S- WHY DOES MY BODY FEEL LIKE THIS~!? I CAN’T- I CAN’T- I CAN’T- OH GAWD I’M CUMMINGGGGGGGGGGG~!!!!!!!!!!”

SNAP~!

"The shoulders have been compressed, the bones degrading into slender, compact forms at a swift rate. As with the hair, it appears the chemical is being selective with what is being removed. Perhaps a result of the liquid metal included in this compound? I will make further notes on the topic as evidence presents itself. Subject is also orgasming, suggesting the process is leaning towards pleasurable this time."

"HOLY SHIT, OH FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK FUCK, WHAT'S HAPPENING, WHAT IS THIS STUFF DOING TO ME, WHY DOES IT FEEL SO FUCKING- AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Subject is now shrinking at an accelerated rate, likely due to increased stress on the spine. Previous data on the subject's height is already inaccurate. I would estimate that he has gone from 5’8” to 5’3”. This combined with other changes is making the end result quite clear to me, but I’m sure we will see more noticeable signs shortly."

CRUNCH

"I CAN'T TAKE THIS, I CAN'T, I CAN'T, IT HURTSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!! BUT FEELS SO GOOD TOO AND FUCKING FUCK WHY IS THIS HAPPENING, IT'S TOO MUCH, IT'S TOO FUCKING MUCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!!!"

"Correction. Subject is now 5'1". In addition, his hips have widened by a significant margin, suggesting the beginnings of a feminine figure. As expected, it appears that the chemical is restructuring the subject’s form from male to female, likely due to the alterations we made to the substance before use.”

Chris felt like he was being broken apart, his body forced and pressed into shapes it was never meant to as the pleasure flooded into his mind. Everything looked too big around him, his hips too wide and his chest pushed outwards too much. It was wrong, but it felt too good for him to fight, the man already cumming once more as his pleasure receptors melted from unfiltered ecstasy.

The woman's words bounced through his mind, the realisation of what was happening making him let out gurgles of protest as he shook his head in panic, the action only making the pleasure even more unbearable as his black locks brushed against his sensitive flesh. He didn't have a choice but to endure it though, barely noticing a strange churning in his stomach as he clutched it instinctively.

He noticed it soon enough though, almost giving himself a concussion as he banged his head against the glass, his muscles tightening as everything was drenched by the blue fluids, the compound sinking through his skin as it burnt his core. Chris’s tears mixed with the chemical as his body fat broke down into a formless mush that was expelled from his body though his manhood.

Even within the fluids, it was clear that his reactions were shifting, the conflicted panic giving way to delight as his stomach slenderised into a tight, sexy tummy. He was still seeing stars from the blow to his head when he was hit by another surge of bliss, his muscles bulging with power, his shrinking fingers twitching with newfound strength as he ran his slim hands over his chiselled core.

"In contrast to height, the subject's strength is increasing to peak human condition. Toned abs have become visible in the stomach area. Hands have also shrunken down to an average feminine size. Subject's cries also suggest the sensation of his metamorphosis is beginning to overwrite rational thought."

"OH GAHWD~! OH F-FUCK~! I NEED TO GET OUT OF HERE, NEED TO STOP THIS, NEED TO- KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH MOREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

His body convulsed wildly as his sides collapsed inwards, his insides pulling them into pronounced curves that only added to his growing hourglass figure, his stomach rapidly becoming a prime example of feminine perfection. The suddenness of it winded him, his gasps for breath sending thick mouthfuls of the compound sliding down his throat, a faint pop ringing in his ears as something gave in his neck.

Chris only let out a muffled, higher-pitched coo in response, something that was more of a gurgle due to his current situation, his eyes glazing over as his blue eyes burnt. The sensation was violent but all he could feel was pleasure as green washed out the old shade, his old features shifting and breaking apart until only what was desired remained.

"Adam's Apple appears to have been removed. While it is currently impossible for us to tell what the subject’s voice sounds like for certain, all evidence suggests it is leaning towards the feminine. Subject’s face is now shifting, the compound appears to be specifically targeting anything that could be seen as masculine and melting it away, eyes have grown wider and blue colouring has shifted to green."

“Mmmmmmmmmmmm... oh fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk... I can’t... stop t-thissssssssssss... ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh feels so good thoughhhhhhhh... so fucking...”

His thoughts reflected just how overwhelming it was to him, the chemicals disarming him of his resistance, his lips swelling as his nose popped down into a little point, his jaw giving way as it cracked down to less than half of its previous size. Chris’s cheekbones were melted down soon after, a tiny gurgle of protest his only reaction as he saw his reflection in the glass in front of him, his face looking like it belonged more to a teenage girl than an adult man, the sight forcing him to squeal as his cock unloaded another spurt of cum.

“Rest of the subject's face has also been burnt away. Their facial features now have no resemblance to what they were before. Any trace of masculinity has been removed and replaced with plumper lips, narrower cheekbones and an overall smaller appearance. Subject now resembles the teenage girl they are becoming.”

“Nooooooooooooooohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh~!!!!!!!!!!!! That isn’t me... I’m not... a girl... I-I won’t! MMMMMMMMMMMMMM~!”

The growing femininity of his body was only making him all the more afraid, the euphoria torturing him with bliss while his nipples perked up. They were screaming for attention, and his body couldn’t bring itself to say no, his hands betraying his mind’s begging as he pinched the sensitive nubs.

Chris gurgled and thrashed, white hot pleasure blasting through his veins as his slim, tiny body was pushed past its limits. The orgasms were chaining together, feeling less separate and more like one continuous release, his muffled cries growing louder as his arms were emptied of mass, the mush that remained all forced behind his nipples as his chest pushed outwards.

He was growing breasts. The realisation shook fear into his core as he hopelessly attempted to stop his groping, knowing he was only coaxing them outwards into larger, bouncer forms. His arms felt oddly heavy too, sections of the compound reacting to his blood and starting to solidify as his chest surged into large b-cups.

“Subject is now growing breasts. It appears that unnecessary mass from subject’s arms are being repurposed for breast mass. Muscle in those limbs is also tightening and strengthening. However, the subject's movements appear off slightly. Perhaps suggesting there is a reaction that’s effects are currently not noticeable from the outside.”

His stronger arms twitched from ecstasy, his balls feeling almost empty as he whimpered mentally, his cock twitching as his fully grown chest rose and fell with his every desperate inhale. Pleasuring his tits had effortlessly put his cock to shame, the mounds so much more responsive to his softer touch, the intense cumming tinting the compound white with his seed as he thrust his hips forwards, the intense orgasms leaving him breathless.

Now bliss was travelling down his legs, his muscles feeling limp as strength pumped through them, the fat parting to make way for his bulging muscle, power remoulding them into womanly perfection. The chemical burnt away his male essence, leaving only femininity behind, a blush on his face as he instinctively crossed his new slender, powerful legs, an odd feeling of disappointment filling him in response to his flat thighs.

A weight in his feet shook him out of such thoughts though, replaced with lustful gurgles as something grew within, something hard and heavy breaking his toes down to dainty little things that wriggled from the instinctive bliss. Everything Chris was had almost been removed now, the man feeling vulnerable and small, his confidence depleted as he was left mentally begging for it all to stop.

”Oh fuck, this can’t be real... it can’t... they must have drugged me and I’m hallucinating... I can’t actually look like this! I’m not a girl! I can’t let this go on any- AH FUCKING SHITTTTTTTTTTTTTTTTT~!!!!!!!!!!”

“Subject’s testicles are almost completely emptied of testosterone. Fluid remains in the compound for a few moments until it is naturally broken down. The chemicals are quite efficient in removing any trace of the subject’s DNA. Legs have also been made much more slender and now likely possess peak human strength. Subject's feet also appear to be weighed down slightly, perhaps due to the liquid adamantium that is present in the mixture? Fascinating.”

His resistance had triggered something, Chris squealing out bubbles as his mind went  blank, his tiny form shaking as he was dipped with pure, unfiltered delight. He thought  his heart would stop beating, certain he was dying for a moment as the pleasure surged higher and higher.

Something was melting and he didn’t know what, something deep in his core, something that should have been untouchable, out of reach of the chemical’s effects, yet just like everything else, it was being burnt away. It was slipping, his body bucking and slamming into the glass as his skin grew more sensitive, his breasts bouncing as his hair shined with newfound youth, his muscles tightening as instincts and reflexes were programmed into his body.

It should have been impossible, but the fluid didn’t even have the ability to care, years spurting from his cock, drooling from his mouth, and melted from his form as he was forcefully regressed. He almost was knocking himself unconscious from the pure intensity of it all, slamming his head into the glass several times over as the scientist watching it all gave a small “hmmmmm”, her eyes glued to some strange bulges in the flesh of his wrists and ankles.

”How interesting. Subject seems to have lost all control of their body due to a sudden explosion of hormones. Limbs are flailing uncontrollably and the subject is orgasming several times over. However, something more interesting appears to be taking place. The liquid adamantium that is a unique feature of this compound seems to be reacting to the subject's blood and starting to solidify. Now to figure out what’s changing right now...”

She idly tapped at her tablet while Chris was flooded with feelings that were too intense for his pleasure receptors to fully register, even the fraction he was feeling enough to almost utterly overwhelm him. It didn’t seem to end, the almost girl seeing stars as the intense orgasms emptied his balls of their contents and purpose as fluid swirled around them.

With no reason for their existence, they were soon removed altogether, his very essence burning and melting as years slipped away, forcing his twitching shaft to cum. With no cum left to give, it was clear his balls would have to give, pressure building on them with every failed release from his straining shaft.

”GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!!!!!!! NONONONONONONONONONONONONONO DONT- FUCK OH GAWD I DON’T KNOW WHATS HAPPENING ANYMOREEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!! MY BALLS FEEL S-STRAHNGEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE~!!!!!!!!!! GAWDDDDDDD NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO-YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS~!!!!!!!!!!!!”

The orgasm was too intense, the force of it sending his balls slotting into place, flooding his body with estrogen, his hips giving another crack as they grew noticeably wider.

”Ah, I see. The subject is regressing in age. The previous age of 36 is now invalid. Subject has fallen from their 30s, and is currently in their early 20s, with still more to go. This has enhanced their strength and ability even further. Subject’s empty testicles have also been forced into his body, morphing into the feminine equivalent in the process.”

Something was sliding inside his hands and feet, grinding against bone as he let out a gurgled shriek, the weight holding his limbs in place as his body shook in desperation, his face in an ahegao from the raw bliss while his body finished regressing to a youthful 19, as the pleasure briefly died down.

“Gah... n-nooooooooooooooo... please I-I’m a guy... I’m an adult and... not a t-teenage GIRLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLLL~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!”

His last thought turned to a squeal as the acidic pleasure assaulted his ass, the fluid reworking it into something much more fitting, his cock twitching out clear fluids as his rear was flooded with soft, jiggly mass. The growth was unstoppable, no amount of panicked desperation was able to change that as his ass burst over and over, squishing against the glass behind him as the part in front of him was painted with clear spurts.

The things in his appendages were still trying to break free, the unnatural presence almost painful, the stronger, burning pleasure overwhelming it as he felt like he was being roasted on the inside, the acidic heat feeling like it was setting every cell on fire.

"Subject is now 19 years old. Also, there appears to be evidence of the compound having an effect we were hoping for. According to our readings, it is imprinting something into his DNA, marking it with something superhuman. Subject's cells appear to be regenerating because of this, suggesting some kind of healing factor."

It was a forceful upgrade, his spasming body completely out of his control as the new genes were burnt into his cells, his thighs tingling with ecstasy as mass worked its way inside, giving the uselessly flat things some much-needed meat to them. His instincts screamed in delight as his mind was flooded with ecstasy, his growing thighs pressing against his twitching shaft as a backfired orgasm sent half of it rocketing into his forming pussy.

"KYAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! WAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! FUCKING GAWDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD~!!!!!!!"

He could feel the climax building, the clear fluids in his cock melting it from the inside as the pressure in his hands and feet grew to their breaking point, the weight becoming less and less noticeable as his muscles gained more and more strength. It meant he might have a final, desperate attempt to stop what was happening, the realisation coming too late as the pressure built once more, the presence sliding back and forth, trying to get out of his body.

The movements were disrupting the tectonic plates that were his body, forcing his cock deeper inside him as he felt like he was going mad from the sheer bliss of it all, only able to endure the pleasure, letting out a final shriek as the pressure burst all at once.

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMFFFFFFFFF~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! NONONONONONONONONONONOHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH~!!!!!!!!!!! I-I CAN'T~! I CAN’T TAKE IT, I CAN’T- I CAN'T TAKE IT, I CAN-"

SNIKT!

POP~!

"MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM~!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

Everything happened at once, her cock shooting back inside her, long metallic claws bursting from her hands and feet in unison, no blood created by their sudden exit thanks to the healing factor coded into her cells as she came for the first time as a girl.

"Evidence of the healing factor has been confirmed. Adamantium has taken the form of six long claws. Two extending from each hand, and one from each foot. Subject's manhood has also been removed, eliminating last physical traces of the previous identity. Phase 1 of the experiment is now complete. Now emptying glass of the compound."

She pressed a few buttons on her tablet as the fluid slowly drained away, Chris's body gently reaching the ground as she gasped and shivered, tightly hugging herself as the orgasmic aftershocks flowed through her. The new girl didn't say anything for a moment, her claws instinctively retreating inside her while awareness slowly dripped back.

"Subject's claws also appear to be retractable. But more importantly, the scan confirms that the subject has been completely transformed. Their DNA doesn't even have the slightest resemblance to the sample we took before starting the experiment. Physically they are a completely different person. I am currently awaiting confirmation of a mental im-"

“WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU FUCKING DO TO ME YOU BITCH!?”

It hadn't taken her long to recover from her orgasm, the girl shooting up and angrily banging on the glass with a furious, tearful expression on her face, swaying unevenly as she attempted to stand on shaking legs in a body with totally unfamiliar proportions and centre of gravity. Chris was barely standing, her body feeling too uneven and wrong as her thoughts were consumed with anger, fear and despair.

"Correction. It is clear that the subject has retained past memories."

"REVERSE THIS! REVERSE THIS RIGHT FUCKING NOW! YOU CAN'T JUST DO THIS TO ME! YOU CAN'T JUST LEAVE ME AS SOME GIRL WITH M-METAL CLAWS! I WANT TO BE NOR-"

"Impressive. It seems the subject is even more frustrating in this current state than before the study began. Intelligence level seems to be as low as before, considering they believe not only that we would change them back, but the fact they believe such a thing is possible. But that's unimportant. Now typing measurements into system in order to create suitable clothing for the subject's new form."

She froze at the woman's words, shaking in shock as the implications sank in, the relation that she was stuck in this tiny, powerful but feminine body forever almost causing her to pass out.

"N-no... that's not... y-you’re lying! I-I can't be stuck like this! I just can't! I don't-"

"Since we have no need for the memories of the subject's original form, I will make sure such issues are removed at once. Beginning mental purge."

Her words only alarmed Chris even more, her eyes shooting open as she staggered back, flooded with panic at what she had just heard, shaking as the sound of machine's warming up filled the room.

"WHAT!? WHAT DO YOU MEAN? WHAT MENTAL PURGE? NONONONONONONONONONONO STOPSTOPSTOPSTOP PLEASE I DO ANYTHING JUST PLEASE DON'T, I DO ANYTHING, PLEA-"

FLASH

She didn't even get the chance to finish her begging, a white light suddenly flooding her vision as a machine went off, the girl blinking in a daze for a moment, her thoughts scattered and unfocused. What was she doing again? Something had changed right? Something that was worrying her? Fuck, it was on the tip of her tongue she just needed to-

FLASH

She groaned, another surge of light sending her thoughts into disarray, memories engulfed by white and never coming out as she clutched her head. A woozy feeling was washing over her, making her stagger unevenly. W-where was she? Last thing she remembered was being at work... but what was that work? Remembering just felt like a mess of words that had no meaning to her and memories of being taller and weaker and oh fuck, oh no, they were making her forget, they were making her forget, she didn't want to-

FLASH

The girl collapsed against the glass, moaning softly as large chunks of her mind were emptied, her eyes glazing over as memories slipped like sand between her fingers, her breathing growing heavy as she tried to save just one. She had to remember. She was a man. She was a man. She was-

FLASH

"NONONONONO I'M A MAN I WON'T LET YOU TAKE THAT AWAY FROM ME! I'M A MAN! I'M A MAN! I'M-"

FLASH

"I-I'm a... man. Not a g-girl... no... s-stoppppppppppppppppppppppppppp~!"

FLASH

"A-am a... man? No... I-I... but my body is so g-girly and feminine, so I'm a girl? But why do I feel so sure I'm a gu-"

FLASH

Her mind was fading so fast now, her old life going along with it as the fear persisted, the girl feeling like she was losing something important as nothing in her head stayed focused.

FLASH

She was scared. She was scared and she didn't know why. Didn't know where she was, why she was here, or even her own name, her mind feeling so empty and no wait her name was Ch...

FLASH

Her name was C-

FLASH

She was-

FLASH

FLASH

FLASH

She didn't know anything.

FLASH

"Subject's mind has been successfully wiped of all memories and thoughts. Any remnants of who they were before are now gone."

The girl blinked as everything slowly came into focus, looking around in confusion at the glass tube she had found herself in, not recognizing anything, or knowing how she got there. In fact, she didn't seem to know anything about herself, the fact alarming her at first, her fear joined by a feeling of anger she didn't know the source of.

"Now for the final step. I will activate the emotional inhibitor. This will ensure the subject won't have any pesky thoughts that could cause... issues later on."

The feeling of fury only grew when she saw the woman, her eyes narrowing as instant intense hate built inside her, making her hiss as she clenched her fists angrily, an odd humming sound putting her instincts on edge. They fell silent as soon as they started though, the woman outside showing the first sign of confusion all night, her eyes narrowing in annoyance as she typed on her tablet.

"Oh for God's... an electrical surge? Here? Now? At least it only disables the power for a mome-"

SNIKT!

The woman froze, slowly turning to face the imprisoned girl, confusion filling her features for a moment as she stared at the extended claws, before the girl thrust them into the glass, shattering it effortlessly.

"... shit."

Another swipe was enough to destroy the entire capsule, sending glass flying everywhere as the scientist cried out in shock, the shards piercing the hundreds of monitors and cables as the girl growled in fury. It seemed like fate was on her side though, some of the glass striking some systems, creating a small explosion that sent the woman flying into a wall, banging into it and falling unconscious instantly.

Shivering, she ran from the chamber, instincts taking control and pushing aside her confusion, panic and anger for now, her body knowing she needed to escape before dwelling on her burning questions. She looked around for the exit, pausing as she noticed something next to a damaged machine, an orange, black and white bodysuit.

Curiously, she walked towards it, holding it in her hand as she shivered, retracting her claws as she quickly slipped into the clothing, surprised that it was a perfect fit for her. Assuming it must have been what she was wearing before she had been thrown into that capsule, (she had the strangest feeling that was what had happened) the girl savoured the wonderful feeling of the bodysuit against her flesh, the way it hugged her assets and curved muscle feeling incredibly pleasant as she sighed happily, extending her claws as she turned towards an undamaged table.

She didn't understand most of the things on it, nothing useful jumping out at her, the girl instead thinking about more important things.

"Ok. Need to get out of here. More people will come because of that explosion. Then I can figure out... everything else once I'm safe. But first. Name. I have to have a name. Even if I didn't, I would like one..."

Annoyingly, it didn't seem like anything would hint towards her identity, quickly coming up with something as she noticed the experiment X-23 was assigned to a Laura Smith, the paper that confirmed that next to a driver's licence for a man called Chris Kinney.

"Hmmmm. Laura Kinney? Yeah. I like that. My name is Laura Kinney."

Laura let out a rare smile at the thrill of naming herself, until sounds from outside caught her attention, the girl's eyes narrowing while she growled menacingly. She didn’t waste any more time, dashing from the room and knocking out a guard with the blunt edge of her claws before slashing another across the chest.

She didn’t know who she was, or why she had been taken here, but those were questions for later, Laura far more concerned with the current thrill of the fight, smirking as she hoped life would continue being as exciting as this...

---

“So. The subject got away.”

Smith scowled to herself, holding the ice pack against her forehead, frustrated at losing the best result of the project since its inception. She had just got a report from the head of security which had confirmed that subject X-23 had escaped the building and could be anywhere right now, all but confirming that going after her would be a lost cause.

Under normal circumstances she would have been more annoyed, but this was just a minor setback, the experiment itself had proven they finally had a compound base that was successful, all they needed to do now was build off that. It was thankfully enough to please her boss, even the mostly fearless woman unable to help herself from shivering at the memory of the blood red eyes peering at her from the darkness of his office.

He had wanted more tests as soon as possible and she intended to deliver, smiling as three files had finished loading on her computer. She had requested them herself, mainly as a form of payback for how the previous experiment had ended, the woman smiling to herself as she prepared for some urgent appointments with staff that were being transferred to some more useful divisions of the company~.

”Let’s see here… low level electrician Jamie Van Dyne who caused an unplanned electrical surge. The highest ranking guards stationed outside of my old lab, Scott Bishop and Andrew Stacy. And security camera operator, Matt Braddock. Your mistakes caused me and this company a lot of trouble. But you all can make it up to me. I can't wait to see what the new compounds will make out of you~."