Strange Labs
Story by Keahi19
HEY EVERYONE!!!! I have decided that while I wait for my co-author on some stuff, that I will start a new series. This here will be the Prologue to whet your appetite. THese charecters will not be the main charecters and will only show up on this Prologue.
I have seen alot of end of the world scheme's of men being whiped out or really badly changed or something in TG fiction. But, I haven't seen this mixed with Futanari. I also can't say enough how much Biochemical lab influenced the story. However, it's not a copy or expansion on that wonderful manga. This is its own work.
Now when viewing imagine Children of Men meeting Biochemical lab, and you will get Strange Labs. Lab being in there as an homage to Biochemical lab. Now please enjoy and I hope you will get interested in the story. Thank you.
Strange Labs: Prologue
Strange Labs: Prologue
The alarm blared like an air raid siren over Kyokoâs head. She jumped up, slamming her head into the headstand and letting out one long yelp. Her hand idly rubbed against top of her head. Her long black hair pooled around the back of her head as she slid out of her bed. The slippers slid easily onto her feet as she walked into her bathroom.
The motion of her body turned the lights on as she felt the bathroom come to life. One barely had to put in the effort as her teeth and hair was brushed and her glasses cleaned. Many people went in for corrective surgery nowadays, but that didnât mean she didnât want to look astute. A picture hung in her bathroom, though not of any family member.
âIâll make this a reality.â She said as she looked at the copy of a doujin on the wall. Her eyes roamed over its cover. That had shown her the solution to the human races greatest problem. Yes, she must force it. But, it would still be voluntary. That couldnât be proper.
âWell itâs a good thing we donât call it Bio-chemical or someone would sue us. Oops I said too much.â She laughed to herself as she got dressed, or rather when her bathroom dressed her in the proper clothes.
Kyoko sighed as she closed the door behind her, the lock automatically closing behind her. Only her thumbprint would open it up. Her shoes clacked against the sidewalk as she entered outside. A sad sigh appeared to come from the city. Tokyo had been one of the most crowded cities in the world. Now in a world looking on its own extinction; it was barely 1/3rd itâs original numbers.
Her feet tread lightly as she got on her bike, the motor giving a slight whir as a little water came from its small tailpipe. She moved her feet, moving quickly towards her work.
The Committee for Future Studies had founded the Human Evolution Project, almost three decade ago. That was when the great catastrophe occurred. The problem of an aging population was becoming even more pronounced, and Kyoko laughed to herself when she looked at the old Science Fiction of an overcrowded Earth.
That fact glared her in the face as she looked at a strange clock in the lobby of her labs. It had the population of earth at 2,475,000,000. That number dropped by one person about every other second. The birth rate was almost gone.
And what could you do? Kyoko threw herself out of her depression as she stopped towards her office. They could do exactly what they were doing; preparing for the next stage of evolution.
Yes, the human race as it was now couldnât survive. So, the only way to survive would be to create a whole new kind of human. And Kyoko knew she was close. Sheâd been studying certain enzymes that could change genetic code. And it wouldnât even be all that invasive.
The problem was getting genetics on that single code that made this possible. Her answer came up behind her. Taro looked down at her from above, a wide smile on his face. As men went he was rather cute. Men being extremely rare made him valuable. âHow are you today Kyoko?â He asked as he sat down next to her.
She looked him over, sighing as she wished he was one of the small groups who werenât sterile. That damn catastrophe. If only theyâd stopped looking at the degrading of the Y chromosome and looked for the mutations that germs were making and they wouldnât be in that mess.
Her mind went back to her first year of. There were so many cut
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