The Case of the Mad Scientist

Chapter 19: Test Subject No. 16

Chapter 19: Test Subject No. 16

“Bring up subject no. 16,” Dr. Sorren told Gato the next morning. As he opened the door to the cell section, Gato remembered that he had left subject no. 16, aka Midori Sato, handcuffed and gagged in her cell. It was not usual to leave a subject ball gagged all night unless she was very noisy. He wondered if she had suffered much.

She was lying on her side, and she did not open her eyes until he touched her arm. She blinked, took a second to realize where she was, and then glared at Gato. Ignoring her baneful look, he lifted her to her feet and then slung her over his shoulder. In the lab, he laid her out on an examining table.

“Why is she gagged?” Sorren asked when he came over.

“She was too loud last night,” Gato lied.

“Very well then. You may take it out now.”

The gag came off, and the unfortunate girl did not seem able to close her jaw for a while. The pained expression on her face clearly told that it was an unpleasant experience after having her jaw forced wide open all night. She glared at them as if she would happily rip their faces off had she not been restrained.

“Can you talk?” Sorren asked. Gato translated.

“Hai,” she muttered. Then she added: “Hanguri.” Content property of NôvelDra/ma.Org.

Sorren looked to Gato. “She says she’s hungry,” he was told.

“You’ll get fed when we’re finished with this examination,” Sorren told her, and then waited for Gato to translate.

“Shut up,” was what Gato actually told her in Japanese.

Midori looked to from Gato to Sorren. She told him that she had been raped last night and was graphic about what part of her body was raped. She then described Gato in several colorful but unflattering terms and called down a curse upon him and his family.

“What did she say?” Sorren asked.

“She demands that we let her go,” Gato replied.

“How do you feel? Does anything hurt?” Sorren put to the girl.

“My asshole,” was her reply, which Gato translated as “A little.”

Before the doctor could put the next question to her, her body shivered and she grimaced. Looking up with eyes showing less anger and more fear, she told them, “I feel funny all over. My whole body aches.” Gato translated that correctly.

Sorren began an exam, requesting that Gato hold her down. He did, being particularly careful to watch out for her teeth. It was much like a general physical but with special emphasis on her sexual parts and her eyes. The thick black bush between her legs impeded his examination, so he told Gato to strap her down to the table and then shave off all the pubic hair. Gato hurried to obey - mostly because he liked smooth cunts.

Ten minutes later, Midori was strapped down to the table, on her back and with her legs spread wide. She was not happy about this, and fought him, but with the handcuffs on her wrists she could do little that Gato could not overcome. He used a pair of scissors to cut most of the hair down close to the skin, then lathered up her pubic bush and began shaving it with a disposable razor.

With her sex now accessible and on display, Sorren continued his examination. A good part of his exam was what he termed “digital manipulation”. That meant that he poked and prodded and felt her up really good.

“There seems to be some alteration of her pubic region,” he said when he was finished. “I’ll want a blood sample and tissue samples from inside her vagina.” He walked away, leaving Gato to draw the blood and scrape a small sample of flesh from inside her, a task he eagerly did without regard to her comfort.

Only much later, after giving the samples to the doctor, did Gato return and release her from the table. He made sure that her ankles were again locked in handcuffs before allowing her to her feet. This time he did not carry her, but prodded her to force her to walk back to her cell. There, he locked her in and promised that eventually he would feed her. He did note, however, that, along with anger and fear, there was the beginnings of that sexual hunger look in her eyes. He wondered if he might get in another quick reaming of her asshole, but decided not to because the doctor had other tasks for him.

He brought her a bowl of ramen and left it on the floor of her cell for her to eat as best she could with hands locked behind her. When he opened the cell door to put the bowl on the floor, she tried to rub her body against his legs again. He pushed her back.

Later in the morning, Sorren seemed happier than his usual drab self. “There are changes occurring,” he told Gato. “Definite changes in her sexual organs.” Turning suddenly, he asked, “Did you notice any change in her behavior?”

Gato started to lie, but then thought better of it. Yes, he said, she did seen to be sexually aroused last night, at least that was what he saw in her eyes.

The doctor was silent for a while, and then he looked back to Gato. “Bring her back up here. I have to confirm this mental change as well as the physical ones.”

When Midori was again standing before the two men, she was glaring at them. There was no sign of sexual arousal in her manner or expression, only hatred. Sorren had her put on the table. He unlocked her ankles and spread her legs wide. Still there was no reaction beyond a look of hate and distaste on her face.

“I wish to stimulate her to study her reactions. Go to upstairs and get one of those vibrators, one of the big ones.”