Oddly Ooze: An April O’Neil TG Story by SanicTG

 

Surprise! I actually managed to finish the story quicker than expected, so here it is. I wanted to make a story that was a bit different than my usual ones, hope you enjoy. Per usual, this story is 18+! ADULTS ONLY. NSFW. 🔞

Techno Global Research Institute.

That’s what the piece of paper in Adam’s hand read. He had been promoted to an investigative journalist by his boss Burne. Adam didn’t really like the guy, but he went along with the job anyway. He needed a change of pace from boring office work. After scouting around for a while Adam had found TGRI, a massive structure hidden within the expansive confines of New York. He wasn’t completely sure what TGRI did, but that’s what he was here to find out. Knowing he couldn’t just waltz in the front door, he had to find a smarter way in. He scanned around, looking for a loading dock or security gate, but he found nothing. Then he saw it. 

Situated above a simple exit door was a large vent. That was his ticket in. Adam stacked a few wood pallets and barrels, before pulling at the vent as hard as he could. Much to his surprise the vent flung open, knocking him to the ground. Curious, he picked up the cover and inspected it. Where there would usually be bolts or screws holding the cover in place were empty holes!

Looks like someone had the same idea as me, Adam thought. He dusted himself off and crawled into the vent, making sure to close the cover behind him.

As he navigated the vast network of ventilation ducts, he caught glimpses of the various scientific happenings within the facility. He saw labs studying animals, meeting rooms, and a bunch of other things that weren’t very substantial. Then he caught sight of a large blast door at the end of one of the halls. Experimental Laboratories, Authorized Personnel Only was plastered across the massive door. Adam noticed the vent in front of him led straight towards the experimental labs.

Now this is where things get interesting, he thought.

After checking that the coast was clear, Adam dropped from the vent into the hallway leading to the experimental labs. Realizing most of the doors were accessed by ID badges, he took a detour into the employee locker room. Luckily for him there was a lone badge left on one of the benches.

“April O’Neil, assistant and programmer.” Adam read aloud. Looking at the woman’s photo, Adam thought she was kind of cute. She had flowing auburn hair and alluring brown eyes. She was definitely the kind of chick Adam would go out with sometime. He quickly went back to the hallway and was faced with a decision. What lab should I investigate? He started to make his way down the hall and read the various titles of each laboratory. Mechanics. Disease Research. Mutagenics. Wait.

“Mutagenics?” Adam asked out loud. He vaguely remembered hearing a story in the offices about a truck full of mutagenic substances that had crashed, dumping its contents into the sewers. He figured something related to that story could be housed within this lab. Maybe a canister of the substance that fell from the truck? Or maybe the scientist responsible for creating it? Adam’s mind raced with the possibilities. He hurriedly scanned the ID card and went into the darkened lab.

The lab was pitch black. Adam scolded himself for not bringing a flashlight. Although he could spot a faint green light peeking out from the floor in an enclosed chamber. Adam scanned his card and wandered into the separated room. He stepped up to the glowing floor panel, trying to find the source of the light. He pushed on the floor panel, but nothing happened. Figuring it was pressure sensitive, he stood on it with his full weight. He’d soon come to realize that was a terrible mistake.

The lights powered on, bathing the room in white light. Shutters went down over the windows and door, dashing Adam’s hopes of escaping. He could only look around in fear and hope this was some kind of x-ray machine he could turn off.

“Subject detected. Scanning.” A robotic eye lowered down from the ceiling and passed a red laser over Adam’s body. He shielded himself, thinking it was going to disintegrate him. “Welcome, Assistant O’Neil. Scanning for test subject.”

“Wait, what?” Adam blabbered incoherently as the laser panned over him once more, an audible beep echoing through the chamber. 

“Subject found. Removing uniform.” A series of mechanical hands lowered down into the room. Adam rushed to the door, trying to pry it open. “Resistance detected. Deploying safety restraints.” More hands shout out, closing around Adam’s ankles, wrists and neck. He tried to speak but the machine tightened around his throat. The hands slowly stripped Adam down, first his jacket and shirt, then his shoes and socks, and finally his pants and underwear. All that was left on his person was April’s ID card. Adam’s face turned beet red, as he tried to conceal his manhood. Much to his dismay another hand snatched the ID card from his hand, taking it away with the rest of his clothes. “Decontaminating subject.”

A nozzle lowered down in front of Adam and turned on, hosing him down with a foamy concoction. He shut his eyes as the nozzle aimed toward his face. It lowered down, Adam spitting the foam from his mouth. After thoroughly cleansing his body, the machine chimed in again.

“Decontamination complete. Rinsing.” The nozzle clicked, seemingly shutting off the connection to whatever was supplying the foam. It sputtered, spraying him with ice cold water. Adam gritted his teeth in shock. After the nozzle was finished, Adam looked down at himself. Something was… different. Much to his surprise, his body (aside from his head) was completely hairless, and silky smooth too. Adam glared at the machine’s singular eye as if to say, what the hell did you just do?! The machine, sensing his discomfort, replied. “Subject has been rid of all possible contaminants so the process may continue.” Adam rolled his eyes as the machine assembled its next procedure.

A hatch opened in the wall, revealing a large vat of a thick glowing green substance. Mutagen. Adam gulped as he saw another nozzle connecting to the large container.

“Searching for suitable mutation DNA… found. Subject: Assistant O’Neil.” Adam’s eyes widened as he realized what had happened. Normally the machine would be supplied  with DNA from a given subject like an animal or plant, but this time it had settled on the only other DNA trace in the room, April’s ID card.  “Injection tube assembled. Deploying.” Adam thrashed in his restraints as a transparent tube dripping with mutagen lowered towards his face. A hand held his head in place as the nozzle pushed into his mouth, settling at the base of his throat. The tube let out a click and a whirr as the nozzle allowed its contents to proceed forward.

Adam gagged slightly as the thick ooze trailed down his throat. He reluctantly swallowed, not wanting to choke. The ooze began to seep into Adam, spreading through his bloodstream. His veins shimmered green as his skin became slick with sweat. Then the changes began.

It started off small, with Adam’s eye and hair color shifting to auburn brown. He didn’t notice at first until his hair began to grow, tumbling downward to just above his shoulders. He groaned as his face began to contort, slimming down while his cheekbones raised and his chin shrunk down to a soft point. Some of the ooze dribbled past his lips as they plumped, becoming more kissable. Finally his eyes shifted, his eyelashes lengthening to a feminine size. His face now resembled that of April O’Neil.

Adam gagged slightly as he felt the ooze burning away at a specific area in his throat, he coughed slightly against the tube, his voice now very feminine. Next, his bones began to shift, shrinking and contorting into a smaller frame. His shoulders dipped inward, making his collarbone more prominent. His arms and legs changed as well, becoming more dainty and trim. His hands and feet changed to match, their nails becoming well groomed and manicured. Then he felt his spine begin to twitch.

His spine snapped around wildly, forming a curve that thrusted his chest and butt outward. How can this get any worse? He thought. Then his sides caved in with a snap, giving him a perfect hourglass figure. This acted like a valve for the ooze, allowing it to spread to his hips and thighs, which surged to massive proportions. The sudden growths made his crotch tingle, an erection beginning to form.

Next, Adam heard a gurgle coming from his stomach, his core shrinking down until he had a tight sexy navel. Then the ooze began to seep into his chest. He moaned erotically in April’s voice as his nipples bloated slightly. His areoles widened, fat pooling behind them, ready to burst. “Oh!” He yelped as his chest ballooned rapidly into two large and supple breasts. Sweat trailed down the new growths as Adam struggled, wanting this all to be over.

The ooze continued its invasion of Adam’s body, trickling downward until it reached his legs. Fat was drained from his calves, his thighs getting even thicker. His body heaved, his waist becoming thinner. All the stored fat began to travel downward into his ass, primed and ready to begin the next step.

The saturated ooze pooled into Adam’s buttcheeks, swelling immensely until they shook with every move Adam made. His crotch stood at attention, begging for release. Adam’s butt was now twice the size it was originally, large enough to make anyone jealous. But there was one thing the ooze had to take care of before it was finished.

Adam groaned as he felt the ooze swell into his genitals. Part of him wanted this to happen, but at the same time he desperately wanted the machine to release him. But at the moment, he had no choice.

He felt an immense heat attack his crotch, a purely erotic feeling he had never felt before. Then the vibrations began. It was as if an invisible force had begun to jerk him off, but Adam didn’t want it to stop. The ooze deep within his system was ready for release. Adam couldn’t help but watch as his groin bounced excitedly as the ooze began to change it. “Mmm…” April’s voice purred from his mouth. He shivered with delight as his cock began to tremble, nearly there… 

A small drop of ooze leaked from his tip as his loins began to burn with pleasure. He felt like a kettle ready to burst. His cock bobbed rhythmically as he edged closer. The tube in her mouth receded, giving him room to breathe. Up, down, up, down, until…

“Ahhh!!!!” April moaned as her cock burst, ooze and other bodily fluids spewing everywhere. Her eyes rolled up in her head as she bucked her hips wildy, wanting the ooze to take every last drop from her. The orgasm rocked her body, as the ooze began to change the last part of her that was still male. Her balls shot inward, turning into ovaries. Finally her cock began to shrink, plunging inwards as her vagina began to form. She gasped as the tip entered her, the area quickly shifting into a pair of lips and a cute little nub. Adam was no more. She was now April O’Neil. Her head drooped, the whole transformation draining her. April’s eyes began to droop as she fell unconscious.

Later…

April stirred as her eyes slowly opened. She was in a pod of some sort. She tried to move, but found she was pinned down by a metal restraint. “Hello?” She asked aloud. Suddenly the restraint receded and the pod opened with a burst of steam, allowing April to enter the chamber. She looked down at herself, surprised to see she was fully clothed. She noticed a full body mirror on the wall and walked up to it, getting a better view of her new form.

She was dressed in a yellow jumpsuit, complete with pockets on the chest, along with a white belt and matching boots. She unzipped the top of the suit, confirming she was still very naked underneath. She looked herself over in the mirror once again. She noticed a glare coming from one of her pockets. Inside was a reporter’s ID. The format looked familiar. Upon closer inspection it was an ID for Channel 6! Somehow this April girl had worked at Channel 6 (the same station she had worked for), and her old self had never seen her once. With a new found sense of pride, she caught eyes with herself in the mirror.

“April O’Neil, Channel 6 Action News, reporting for duty!”

End

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