Dr Mego's vore pills
Anime Vore, GTS, GT, Shrinking, Unbirth
chapter 61
by
copier
· original author:
fearboy
Mei, Yayoi and Hazuki walked behind Sorata as they traveled down the winding corridors that run underneath the school where Sorata works as Mr. Squeak. Sorata was wearing his normal clothes, but his three servants had changed into the skintight leotard bath suits that they wore on missions. They weren’t going anywhere, but they still liked to wear them when their sexy master was round.
“Are we going to be planning another heist today master?” Mai asked while her body jiggled with every step she made. Someone with that much joggling flesh would distract most men, but Sorata had been around her so much that he had worked up a resistance to her sex appeal.
“Actually, we have to sort through what we stole last weeks,” Sorata said, not letting all the bare skin of his servants distract him from his task.
“Oh yah,” Yayoi said thoughtfully. “We stole that truck full of Dr Mego’s old experiments.”
Dr Mego had been a genius inventor and was credited as being the next Albert Einstein and he probably would have been as famous, except his eccentricity. The scientist was as mad as a hatter, he spent more time worrying about the government implanting tiny bugs in his skull then he did actually inventing. He past away last week and all his experiments were to be transported to a Government run lab for further testing. All of Dr Mego’s work would have been stored in a warehouse and never be seen for many years, a complete waste of all his work. So, Mouse decided to liberate the technology so it wouldn’t be squandered. The theft had been easy, when they were transporting it by truck, they had never expected someone to fly in on a helicopter and snatch the whole automobile. Now the truck was sitting in Mouse HQ and waiting to be opened and explored by Mouse and his eager ladies.
“Exactly Yayoi, you girls are going to sort through everything we got and find anything that could be helpful in future heists,” Sorata said cheerfully. He loved his servants and would do anything for them, they were his lovers and possible future wives. In the Muon clan, it wasn’t uncommon to take more then one woman as a wife, which Sorata was grateful for because he would never be able to pick between his servants; he loved them all too much.
“Aren’t you going to be helping, Master?” Hazuki asked tilting her head in a gesture to display her perplexity.
“Sorry girls,” Sorata sighed. “But I got some students upstairs that need to talk with me.” Sorata’s daytime job was as an art teacher and he took it very seriously, the girls on the other hand hated it because it separated them from their master.
“Are you sure they just want to talk?” Mei irately commented. Mr. Squeak, as the students knew him, was considered to be one of the cutest teachers on campus and he had a following of girls that wanted nothing better then to date the hunky teacher. None of Sorata’s servants had any problem with him being with other girls, they just didn’t think any of the girls could be trusted if they discovered Sorata’s secret identity as Mouse.
“I got to get going girls, I’ll talk with you in a few hours.” Sorata waved as he walked to the elevated that would take him back upstairs. The girls pouted as they watched Sorata disappear from sight. It was Hazuki that was the first to display her displeasure.
“This stinks, I wanted to go shifting through all that junk with Mater.”
“It’s not junk, Hazuki,” Yayoi pointed out. Yayoi was the scientific expert of the group and was responsible for building some of the highly advanced tools they used for their heists. “Dr Mego might have been cracked, but he invented some of the worlds most ingenious innovations, something in that truck could change our lives forever.”
And Yayoi was right; there was something in that truck that would transform everything for the three lovely servants. Sitting in plain view in the truck was a small case, no bigger then a cigar box and inside were a dozen pills. Before Dr Mego’s death, he had been working on another unpractical scientific marvel. He had no idea what practical us it could serve, just that it had never been attempted before. On the case was the label “consumption pills Z-9” and they had the most unusual of effects on anyone that swallowed a single pill. Once they have been digested, a person’s body becomes rubbery and manipulative. The pills work only on the head and torso, giving the person the ability to stretch everything except their arms and legs. It was an interesting invention, but for the government there would be no use for such a contraption, but to the oversexed and loving slaves of Mouse, the possibilities were endless.
“Are we going to be planning another heist today master?” Mai asked while her body jiggled with every step she made. Someone with that much joggling flesh would distract most men, but Sorata had been around her so much that he had worked up a resistance to her sex appeal.
“Actually, we have to sort through what we stole last weeks,” Sorata said, not letting all the bare skin of his servants distract him from his task.
“Oh yah,” Yayoi said thoughtfully. “We stole that truck full of Dr Mego’s old experiments.”
Dr Mego had been a genius inventor and was credited as being the next Albert Einstein and he probably would have been as famous, except his eccentricity. The scientist was as mad as a hatter, he spent more time worrying about the government implanting tiny bugs in his skull then he did actually inventing. He past away last week and all his experiments were to be transported to a Government run lab for further testing. All of Dr Mego’s work would have been stored in a warehouse and never be seen for many years, a complete waste of all his work. So, Mouse decided to liberate the technology so it wouldn’t be squandered. The theft had been easy, when they were transporting it by truck, they had never expected someone to fly in on a helicopter and snatch the whole automobile. Now the truck was sitting in Mouse HQ and waiting to be opened and explored by Mouse and his eager ladies.
“Exactly Yayoi, you girls are going to sort through everything we got and find anything that could be helpful in future heists,” Sorata said cheerfully. He loved his servants and would do anything for them, they were his lovers and possible future wives. In the Muon clan, it wasn’t uncommon to take more then one woman as a wife, which Sorata was grateful for because he would never be able to pick between his servants; he loved them all too much.
“Aren’t you going to be helping, Master?” Hazuki asked tilting her head in a gesture to display her perplexity.
“Sorry girls,” Sorata sighed. “But I got some students upstairs that need to talk with me.” Sorata’s daytime job was as an art teacher and he took it very seriously, the girls on the other hand hated it because it separated them from their master.
“Are you sure they just want to talk?” Mei irately commented. Mr. Squeak, as the students knew him, was considered to be one of the cutest teachers on campus and he had a following of girls that wanted nothing better then to date the hunky teacher. None of Sorata’s servants had any problem with him being with other girls, they just didn’t think any of the girls could be trusted if they discovered Sorata’s secret identity as Mouse.
“I got to get going girls, I’ll talk with you in a few hours.” Sorata waved as he walked to the elevated that would take him back upstairs. The girls pouted as they watched Sorata disappear from sight. It was Hazuki that was the first to display her displeasure.
“This stinks, I wanted to go shifting through all that junk with Mater.”
“It’s not junk, Hazuki,” Yayoi pointed out. Yayoi was the scientific expert of the group and was responsible for building some of the highly advanced tools they used for their heists. “Dr Mego might have been cracked, but he invented some of the worlds most ingenious innovations, something in that truck could change our lives forever.”
And Yayoi was right; there was something in that truck that would transform everything for the three lovely servants. Sitting in plain view in the truck was a small case, no bigger then a cigar box and inside were a dozen pills. Before Dr Mego’s death, he had been working on another unpractical scientific marvel. He had no idea what practical us it could serve, just that it had never been attempted before. On the case was the label “consumption pills Z-9” and they had the most unusual of effects on anyone that swallowed a single pill. Once they have been digested, a person’s body becomes rubbery and manipulative. The pills work only on the head and torso, giving the person the ability to stretch everything except their arms and legs. It was an interesting invention, but for the government there would be no use for such a contraption, but to the oversexed and loving slaves of Mouse, the possibilities were endless.
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