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Welcome to the fourth week of Becky's transformational endeavours, quite a few changes this week!
A set of five full res images of this week's Becky is available for premium content download. For those who donated, you should have a copy of the set in your inboxes! (If for some reason you donated and did not receive it, be sure to note me with your email so I can send you a copy.)
Want to take part in deciding how Becky will look next week? Read up on it here and check the latest journal entry on the main page.
"Miss Rebecca, is everything alright?"
Becky fidgeted in her seat, chewing on her inflated lower lip. She felt her large, recently re-implanted posterior squashing against the leather chair she sat on, the too-tight skirt had not been able to contain it when she sat down, and she could feel her bits rubbing against the cold seat. She could barely concentrate, her eyes darting downwards to her swollen, bulging tits, the top she had worn a few days back when she had re-entered the FabPharma facilities for her next round of trials was now on the verge of even being called a top, the lacy fabric stretched to its limits, compressing what little it covered of her breasts without mercy, further distracting her as she felt how her engorged, now super sensitive nipples stuck out almost through the top as they strained against the fabric, the sensation driving her mad as all she wanted to do at that very moment was fondle herself and calm the sensations welling up inside her.
"Miss Rebecca, pay attention!"
Becky snapped to, startled by the harshness of the man's voice, straightening up in her seat and looking straight at the man, nodding her head rapidly, "S-sorry Mr. Montgomery," she stammered, her newly teased and dyed hair bounced along with her awkard nodding. She remembered why she was in this man's office, it was time for her review.
Nicholas Montgomery leaned back in his ornate office char, his thin, sharp features hars, his even sharper eyes focused on the enhanced blonde like a hawk eyeing its prey, Doctor Krieger stood at his side calmly, his face unreadable.
"Now then," Nicholas said while picking up a folder off his desk, after what felt like an eternity of silence to Becky, "It would appear you have now been enlisted in this company's clinical trials for four weeks now," he continued, flipping through the pages held within the folder in his hands.
"Y-yes Mister Montgomery!" Becky said, arching her back as she leaned forward slightly, causing her top to bulge her beachball sized tits. She had to pause for a second, her nipples ached against the fabric, and she had to mentally force herself to continue talking, lest she gave in to the cravings her body demanded, "An-And I couldn't be more happy with the results so far! You've changed my life, and I am so grateful!"
The head of the board of FabPharma's directors' demeanor changed almost instantly as he beamed a practiced smile at the ravishing woman, only his eyes revealing how his expression was nothing more than a mask, "Good, good! We here at FabPharma take it not only as our work, but as our duty, to change the face of beauty throughout the world. I can assure you, Miss Rebecca, that your diligence, patience, and willingness to participate is indeed one of the key factors that will keep us on the leading edge of cosmetic research!"
Becky's heart leapt at the praise the man heaped upon her. Despite her appearance, she was still a naive girl fresh off college, and it showed, "Ohh, thank you sir! D-does that mean I will get to continue to be in the trials?" Becky asked candidly. She had completely forgotten about her exposed state, and her excitement showed further as a deep blush came over her skin, her already enhanced nipples further elongating and thickening as they hardened completely, sprouting from her swollen chest at attention.
Nicholas' grin was that of a shark, "Continue in the trail? Why, I have already asked Dr. Krieger to not only do so, but to reserve you only for our best, most important treatments! We are only beginning, my dear Rebecca, and you will become mythical, if I dare say so myself."
The buxom brunette-turned-blonde looked so excited Nicholas almost burst out laughing, barely managing to disguise it as a cough, "Now, my dear. I am sure you have had quite the long week, and I do have other pressing matter that require my attention. So, until I have the pleasure of having you visit me once again, I must bid you farewell."
Becky bolted up from her seat as if electrocuted. She was thankful the meeting had been a short one, the sensations coursing through her body were reaching a new height, and she was dying for some alone time, "Thank you, Mr. Montgomery! Thank you so much!"
The girl quickly hurried out of the spacious office, back to the FabPharma complex as Nicholas Montgomery leaned back in his chair once more, tossing the documents he had pretended to read back onto his desk.
"So, James. Give me a progress report on this girl."
Krieger nodded, "Well, she's eager, to say the least. I was calculating with the injections she has been receiving - which we have assured her is a new form of collagen - we would be able to get her to 5000ccs this week, but with her constant begging for more, and the impressive reaction to the compounds, we managed 8000ccs."
Nicholas laughed, spinning his chair to face James Krieger, "Excellent! I can see that her breasts are not the only thing that has been enhanced either. A great job so far, I'll say..." he paused, "Although, do you think she suspects anything? Her changes are becoming quite out of the norm, just look at how enlarged her nipples have gotten."
James shrugged, "Like I said, Mister Montgomery, Rebecca is quite eager, and she is more than enjoying her look," he smirks, "Although I do have to say, administering the compounds directly through the nipple tissues at such a concentrated level could prove to be hard to manage if this dosage is to be continued. Perhaps it is time to switch her over to the time-release implants."
Nicholas eyed James quietly for a few moments, "Do as you see fit, Doctor, that's your job." he said, waving him away in quiet dismissal, "Just make sure this one doesn't become completely mindless, will you? There's already enough of those in our... other... facility."
"Yes, sir." Dr. Krieger nodded, preparing to leave the office as well.
Nicholas Montgomery smiled coldly, watching the doctor leave,
"She will make a fine addition to the collection, I'm sure."
Becky fidgeted in her seat, chewing on her inflated lower lip. She felt her large, recently re-implanted posterior squashing against the leather chair she sat on, the too-tight skirt had not been able to contain it when she sat down, and she could feel her bits rubbing against the cold seat. She could barely concentrate, her eyes darting downwards to her swollen, bulging tits, the top she had worn a few days back when she had re-entered the FabPharma facilities for her next round of trials was now on the verge of even being called a top, the lacy fabric stretched to its limits, compressing what little it covered of her breasts without mercy, further distracting her as she felt how her engorged, now super sensitive nipples stuck out almost through the top as they strained against the fabric, the sensation driving her mad as all she wanted to do at that very moment was fondle herself and calm the sensations welling up inside her.
"Miss Rebecca, pay attention!"
Becky snapped to, startled by the harshness of the man's voice, straightening up in her seat and looking straight at the man, nodding her head rapidly, "S-sorry Mr. Montgomery," she stammered, her newly teased and dyed hair bounced along with her awkard nodding. She remembered why she was in this man's office, it was time for her review.
Nicholas Montgomery leaned back in his ornate office char, his thin, sharp features hars, his even sharper eyes focused on the enhanced blonde like a hawk eyeing its prey, Doctor Krieger stood at his side calmly, his face unreadable.
"Now then," Nicholas said while picking up a folder off his desk, after what felt like an eternity of silence to Becky, "It would appear you have now been enlisted in this company's clinical trials for four weeks now," he continued, flipping through the pages held within the folder in his hands.
"Y-yes Mister Montgomery!" Becky said, arching her back as she leaned forward slightly, causing her top to bulge her beachball sized tits. She had to pause for a second, her nipples ached against the fabric, and she had to mentally force herself to continue talking, lest she gave in to the cravings her body demanded, "An-And I couldn't be more happy with the results so far! You've changed my life, and I am so grateful!"
The head of the board of FabPharma's directors' demeanor changed almost instantly as he beamed a practiced smile at the ravishing woman, only his eyes revealing how his expression was nothing more than a mask, "Good, good! We here at FabPharma take it not only as our work, but as our duty, to change the face of beauty throughout the world. I can assure you, Miss Rebecca, that your diligence, patience, and willingness to participate is indeed one of the key factors that will keep us on the leading edge of cosmetic research!"
Becky's heart leapt at the praise the man heaped upon her. Despite her appearance, she was still a naive girl fresh off college, and it showed, "Ohh, thank you sir! D-does that mean I will get to continue to be in the trials?" Becky asked candidly. She had completely forgotten about her exposed state, and her excitement showed further as a deep blush came over her skin, her already enhanced nipples further elongating and thickening as they hardened completely, sprouting from her swollen chest at attention.
Nicholas' grin was that of a shark, "Continue in the trail? Why, I have already asked Dr. Krieger to not only do so, but to reserve you only for our best, most important treatments! We are only beginning, my dear Rebecca, and you will become mythical, if I dare say so myself."
The buxom brunette-turned-blonde looked so excited Nicholas almost burst out laughing, barely managing to disguise it as a cough, "Now, my dear. I am sure you have had quite the long week, and I do have other pressing matter that require my attention. So, until I have the pleasure of having you visit me once again, I must bid you farewell."
Becky bolted up from her seat as if electrocuted. She was thankful the meeting had been a short one, the sensations coursing through her body were reaching a new height, and she was dying for some alone time, "Thank you, Mr. Montgomery! Thank you so much!"
The girl quickly hurried out of the spacious office, back to the FabPharma complex as Nicholas Montgomery leaned back in his chair once more, tossing the documents he had pretended to read back onto his desk.
"So, James. Give me a progress report on this girl."
Krieger nodded, "Well, she's eager, to say the least. I was calculating with the injections she has been receiving - which we have assured her is a new form of collagen - we would be able to get her to 5000ccs this week, but with her constant begging for more, and the impressive reaction to the compounds, we managed 8000ccs."
Nicholas laughed, spinning his chair to face James Krieger, "Excellent! I can see that her breasts are not the only thing that has been enhanced either. A great job so far, I'll say..." he paused, "Although, do you think she suspects anything? Her changes are becoming quite out of the norm, just look at how enlarged her nipples have gotten."
James shrugged, "Like I said, Mister Montgomery, Rebecca is quite eager, and she is more than enjoying her look," he smirks, "Although I do have to say, administering the compounds directly through the nipple tissues at such a concentrated level could prove to be hard to manage if this dosage is to be continued. Perhaps it is time to switch her over to the time-release implants."
Nicholas eyed James quietly for a few moments, "Do as you see fit, Doctor, that's your job." he said, waving him away in quiet dismissal, "Just make sure this one doesn't become completely mindless, will you? There's already enough of those in our... other... facility."
"Yes, sir." Dr. Krieger nodded, preparing to leave the office as well.
Nicholas Montgomery smiled coldly, watching the doctor leave,
"She will make a fine addition to the collection, I'm sure."
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