US intro outline
Intro some characters on a military base, including...
Dr. Chat Gibbons - who invented the Ultimate Soldier serum
Dr. Sarah Carver - who transferred to the base to work with Dr Gibbons
Lab Tech Arnold Rayburn
Nurse Kim Rowers and her friend Nurse Linda Sutter (Kim's friend)
...and the fact that Kims attracted to Arnold, how she thinks she's flirting with him, but how he never makes a move.
intro three men and three women are brought to a secret government facility to take part in an "ultimate soldier" program
TJ is rude and jerky to Nurse Kim (setting up their later rivalry)
They are all tested for strength/endurance/fitness.
at end of day, the soldiers start to get restless, talking about needing to burn off their active-duty sexual restlessness
someone asks if they can get leave that evening -- but they get commanded to their bunks, early morning the next day
Second, they are put through a torturous procedure, where their blood is infused with a chemical that burns horribly. (maybe there is a reason it all needs to be administered at the same time) Two of the women have a dramatically adverse reaction, their cells practically splitting in two, during them into a bloody mess. The third woman survives, but we allude to something more dramatic than they expected. "doctor, you better take a look at this"
The men wake together up a few days later, in medical care. They are brought in for initial testing. They are shocked (but the scientists are not) as they are run through initial paces. Their strength (and density, and weight) has increased 2x. Reaction times and mental acuity are also increased. They ask about the women. The doctors break the news, two of the women died during the procedure, and Cadet TJ is still in a coma and under careful observation.
Cadet TJ finally wakes up. The nurse gets the doctor, and the doctor gently eases her back to awareness. Asking her simple questions, checking her vitals. She's incredibly sore all over, and he offers more pain medication. She notices she's the only one in the room, and asks about the other soldiers. The doctor explains that the men are fine, but she's the only woman to survive. He explains that there is something very special about her, and it's his job to figure out what it is. She's not surprised, "of course". She asks about getting something to eat, which he mentions is a good sign. "There is one more thing I need to explain to you. For some reason, the procedure has had the unexpected effect of making you, well bigger." -- "What do you mean bigger? Like fat?" She makes a mental check of herself, but her body doesn't feel any different. "No, the compound works on every cell of your body, strengthening and repairing proteins, and for some reason, in your case, it has made them all your cells expand. Do you feel well enough to stand?" He reached out his hand, and as she took it she could already sense something wasn't right. It didn't feel large and masculine like a man's hand, but thin and undeveloped, like that of an adolescent child.
Once her feet were on the floor, and she was sitting on the bed, she felt dizzy, like she was going to fall over. Her image of the room swam a bit. "Maybe this... isn't such a good idea. I feel really dizzy." The doctor could see her swing slightly and quickly grabbed her shoulders to try and steady her. He'd spent the last few days watching and measuring her growth, so it shouldn't have surprised him when he had trouble holding her upright. She still had the proportions of a woman, but she was now so much larger and wider than him it was like trying to hold up a linebacker.
Fortunately, she stopped swaying, and a moment later she was sitting confidently upright. "Ohh, it passed. I'm okay now." As she was able to focus on the doctor standing in front of her, he cautiously removed his hands, letting her sit up on her own.
"No need to hurry, take your time." She took a deep breath, and noticed a chill across her back and legs, finally aware that she was wearing nothing but a hospital gown. It didn't bother her. Any personal modesty she had was driven out of her long ago, during the complete lack of privacy in basic training. That, and because constant physical training left her body in such a healthy state she had nothing to be ashamed of. Besides, he was a doctor. She took another deep breath, and set her hands on the bed beside her. She felt pressure sure she could stand up, but then she felt that way a moment before the dizzy spell too, so she took her time. She put one hand on the bedrail, and the other on the bed, pulling herself up and watching her legs as they incrementally supported her weight, testing if she could balance. Everything seemed fine, so she kept putting more weight down on her feet, until finally she was standing upright. "No dizziness. I think I'm alright."
That was when the real shock came. She realized she was looking clear over the doctor's head. The same doctor she was sure had been quite a bit taller than her. "Doctor? What is going on here? Why are you ...?" She looked around before finishing her sentence. Seeing the rest of the room brought a flood of understanding to her. He wasn't smaller, she was taller. Or more precisely, and as he had just told her, she was bigger. That's why his hand felt small. That's why he looked small in front of her. She spotted a clinical measuring tape on the wall, and eyeballed her height. "Oh my. I must be six foot ten!"
"We've yet to get a proper measurement, but yes that sounds about right. Are you feeling alright? No more dizziness?" She nodded as calmly as she could, given how uncertain everything felt. She couldn't even begin to understand how this happened, or what it would mean for her. The doctor immediately continued, "Great. Before we get you walking, I'd like to briefly check you for signs of any adverse affects. Just stand still, and if you feel dizzy at all, just sit back down on the bed." With that, he bent to the floor, and began closely inspecting her feet and legs.
While he closely inspected her, she became more aware of the room she was in. The blinds were down and closed, blocking off her view of the hospital. The nurse stood on the far side of the room, doing a bad job of hiding her shock. As the doctor inspected her, every few moments he'd touch his fingers to her skin, obviously checking something he'd seen and blurting out a small comment, like "looks good", or "just a blemish". (at the same time, she notices an unusual odor) He was very clinical, even as he lifted her gown, and proceeded to touch and check the periphery of her breasts. It didn't bother her, but rather reminded her how long it had been since anyone had touched her there. A moment later, he coaxed her to turn and repeated his inspection down her back. "We'll need to do some more tests, but for now it seems you have no signs of what affected the other female soldiers. Very curious, very curious indeed." He reached across the room and gathered up a small pile of clothes, setting them on the bed next to her. "You seem well enough for a walk, why don't you try these clothes on. I apologize if they are a bit off sized." With that, the doctor headed for the door.
She briefly inspected the pile, and pulled off her patient gown, before she realized she had so many questions. "Wait. What happened to the male soldiers? Did they turn out like me?" While she waited for a response, she hastily slipped the standard issue panties on, then the sports bra, then a baggy pair of drill pants that didn't come close to reaching her ankles.
"All the male subjects have..." The doctor turned, then his words immediately fell short. It took her a moment to realize his eyes had fallen conspicuously on her chest, and another moment to realize the sports bra she had on was a good deal too small for her. It had already ridden up and was exposing a good portion of the bottom of her breasts. She'd never considered herself very well endowed, but she was definitely bursting out of this clothing. She tried to adjust the bra, then gave up, and grabbed for the grey tank-top and slipped it over her head. It was equally tight on her, but at least it didn't leave such an eye-popping display.
As soon as she covered up, the doctor continued, "they have all recovered well, and are proceeding with the next phase of the study." He paused, as if he was unsure whether to continue. "None of them have experienced the growth effect that you have. I can answer whatever questions you have while we walk, I'll be back in just a few minutes, I need to check on something."
- continue the experiment, testing her physical development. demonstrate that she's denser, 2.5x heavier, and more than 4x stronger. (can curl 200lbs, and bench 500lbs)
she makes flirtatious comments to the group about how maybe she should have got her active-duty sexual frustrations out before she turned into this.
- out on the running track, they re-introduce her to the male cadets. they stop and express their shock. the doctor explained what happened. asks them all to resume running, "as long as they can". She's casually talking with them, but they are increasingly pushing themselves. Finally she easily runs ahead of them.
As dusk is settling, the guys have all fallen off, and she's just running laps on her own. The doctor comes out, and talks with a technician, who recounts her stellar performance. The doctor stops her, and asks her how she feels, how much more she has in her. "ohh this? I feel like I could do this forever. I could pick up the pace if you want." The doctor explains how that won't be necessary, they'll be sprinting tomorrow. He dismisses her to shower up and head to the mess before dinner is over.
TJ's alone in the woman's barrack, and showers alone in the group shower.
After she adjusts to ducking down into the spray, her thoughts wander to how unusual all of this has been. As she dries off, she catches herself in a mirror, and is a little surprised at her own form. She inspects herself, everywhere finding subtle signs of muscle definition she didn't have before the procedure.
Then she hears a male voice, and suddenly covers up with her towel and calls out of the bathroom (just a minute) as she throws on fresh clothes. Outside, it's one of the technicians (Arnold Rayburn), who "brought her some dinner because the mess was closing". She looks at the two heaped plates of food and quips a joke about the quantity. He explains that they've all had extra appetite, and just wanted her to have enough.
Meanwhile, she notices he can't seem to keep his eyes off her body, and she kind of likes it. She asks him to keep her company, so she doesn't have to eat alone. They both settle into a table for her to eat. After two bites, she finds herself ravenously hungry, and is quickly shoveling huge spoons of food into her mouth. A few moments later she becomes aware of herself and apologizes. "Ohh, I'm sorry. I'm eating like a total pig. I just didn't realize how hungry I was."
"It's fine. It's been the same with the others, so I expected as much. Don't let me stop you." With that she turned back the food, shoveling in the rest of the first plate in short order before downing a whole bottle of water in one go.
Midway through the next plate, he gets the courage to ask a question. "What's it like?" She looks up from her food, chewing what is in her mouth. "I've have been observing and measuring .... 'results of the procedure' (i.e. her) ... but those are all just numbers. I'm really curious, what does it feel like?"
she tries to explain ... while she does, she notices that strange odor again. the one from the doctor's office (his arousal). she asks Arnold if he smells anything. He doesn't. As she continues, she notices he's kinda flushed, and then realizes his heart is beating fast.
she asks why he really stopped by
he stammers for an answer, and then says 'it's just a habit i guess',
she challenges his answer. the soldier barracks is intentionally far out of the way. why would it be a habit to come all the way out here...
he stammers again, and apologies, insisting he should go, but before he can stand she grabs his wrist
soldiers coming off active duty haven't had sex for weeks.. is that why you come out here? looking for an easy lay?
he denies it's anything like that, wincing and complaining that she's hurting his wrist
she'll let him go when he tells her the truth, why did he come by?
he tries to confess. he knew she was alone, knew she was going through alot of changes, and just wanted to check on her.
"i carry a weapon into battle, facing death everyday, and you think I need a little white-coat like you worried about me? i should break your wrist just to teach you some respect.", she bends his wrist harder, his whole body contorting
"no, no! please. I'm sorry. I just couldn't stay away. Ever since I saw you change, I can't get you out of my head."