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MOTHER OF MONSTERS	By : modeac Category: 1 through F > Dark Angel Views: 5665 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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PART 4B LAB OF HORRORS…
MOTHER OF MONSTERS CHAPTER 4B: PREPARING THE VESSEL!
AUTHORS NOTES
Max/OC enslavement.
This story contains Slavery, Medical Fetish, Body Mod and peril.
'This' means someone is thinking.
Italics and BOLD together means one of Max's monologue narrations.
Italics alone means the name of something. Also a flashback.
Horizontal ruler (a line across the page) means a page break or large timeskip.
-X- means small time skips (like a few minutes) or a scene change, i.e. we start with Max in a cell, then we go to Max in a hospital room- a scene change from a cell to a hospital.
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Disclaimer; I do not own the Dark Angel franchise or any of the characters or ideas involved. This is non-profit-I am not making any money from this.
September 26th 2020. Unknown Facility…
07:20 Hours.
'Been a while since I did one of these: narrate to myself. Describe my past. As though there was someone watching. Someone... who knew me.'
'I've been captured by MANTICORE. You know, the evil secret organization that created me to be their super soldier killing machine. My family-the unit of child soldiers I was raised with- hit them pretty hard before I went down though. Blew up their genetics lab. Maybe slow their 'Try to take over the world' scheme or whatever down. I don't know how long I've been here. Instead of trying to brainwash me into being their super-powered throat-slitter… they got one of their newer, younger, still-in-training killers to… fuck me. To the edge of death.'
'No shit. The guys running MANTICORE now must be really into porno movies or something. The guy, an X6 I think, fucked me so hard, if I were human, my fucking pelvis would have shattered like cheap glass, my inner organs turned to mush and my fucking legs snap off!'
'Why am I so calm about this? Being held prisoner and force-fucked by a giant? I was put through counter-interrogation training that made SERE training look like Pre-K before I was old enough to use a bra. Every time I go into heat(3 times a year), lose control of my body and fuck the nearest testicle holder unconscious- it felt like a violation- like MANTICORE was telling me my body wasn't mine remotely. And one time I tried to grab some Tryptophan for my now-conveniently-missing-condition I was arrested, dumped in a lice-infested prison where the guards gang-raped me until I got my strength back and made sure they never stuck their dicks in anyone again- because I kick hard enough to rupture testicles and shatter pelvises in one punt even barefoot.'
'I will escape from here. I will see Syl, Krit, Logan, Original Cindy… fuck even Normal... again…'
'Just... breathe in. Breathe out. Give them nothing.'
Max Guevera, recaptured superhuman outlaw, repeated the mantra again and again. There was nothing else to do; laid face down on the IKEA psychopath fall edition catalogue's idea of a medical bed, her limbs locked tight and even her GI Jane style shaved head was secured in a device that looked like a torturers custom order of a masseuse head support, forcing her cold gaze on the floor, leaving her frightfully ignorant to what was going on around her.
Around her neck, her shock collar had been taken. A new bulkier device had been locked around her neck; this one- she had been warned by a guard- could inject various chemicals into her carotid artery and control her head.
'Coz the sick bastards have to keep one-upping themselves in sick bastardness don't they?'
A device was placed across her shaved head to monitor brainwaves. A white strip covered in electrodes.
Her enhanced hearing tracked multiple feet shuffling around her, along with the clicking of buttons. In a polished metal… thing she couldn't identify, Max saw one of the doctors carrying a... video camera!? Her face twitched in disgust as she watched it roll over her, taking in her porn-medical-fetish/horror movie torture scene. She said nothing, just studied everything, looking for tools to use. Plenty of sharp utensils, she noting, a chill in her blood.
She kept looking for a way to escape. And to memorise the face of the cameraman to shove his device up his ass when she busted out.
A menacing, large apparatus hung over the trapped, exposed woman. Since she was held face down, Max had only glimpsed it as a large metal rack, rectangular shaped, with tubes of some kind sprouting from the bottom.
KLANK! WHIRRR!
With a shocking, nerve shredding din, it descended down towards the naked woman. Wide, dark eyes glimpsed it descend towards her in the chromed reflection, suddenly finding her terror harder to control as she saw what the 'tubes' were!
'The fuck is that?! Syringes?! Why so many of them?! And aimed at my back?!'
Not long ago she would have joked that the things looked like something an evil sci-fi space empire would use to torture 'rebel do-Gooder's.'
The syringes-needles as thick as house nails, tubes as large as fucking beer cans and filled to brim with opaque fuck-knows-what, stopped mere inches above 452's quivering back. The contraption ending in evil-looking spikes dangled above her, immobile. Looming in silent threat.
Max almost yelped as a nasal, bored sounding voice called out;
"07:20 Hours. Project ECHIDNA, ORTHUS subclass. Subject X5B-452. First attempt at beginning enhancile procedure for goal of minimising damage to unit as ORTHUS subunit develops within as specified to maximise 452's operational service life. Spinal probes in position. Aligning with designated injection points."
The spike-carrying rack-thing adjusted itself above the bound, naked woman. Syringes lurking mere milimeters above goosepimpling bare skin. An assortment of diagrams tattoo-like had been written across 452's spine;
C1 to C7.
T1-T12.
L1-L5.
21-S5.
She lay flat across the surgical table- butt-naked. Said (weirdly-larger-than-she remembered) butt pushed up towards an ugly concrete ceiling.
Fear pulsed through her. She couldn't move her body below the neck. Not because of the thick restraints holding her wrists and ankles, but she couldn't move her fingers or toes- she felt them, felt the cool air on her bared skin. But her commands were ignored.
Frightened dark brown eyes tracked a skeletal thin figure clad in a sterile lab scientist lurk in the reflective surface of surgical bowls but couldn't move her gaze to challenge him.
A Scientist (No 1-Max listed them in order she was going to kill them) spoke in a dusty, bland voice.
"Commencing, insertion."
452's blood froze. She breathed slowly and deeply, remembering her childhood counter interrogation training.
And briefly forgot all of it as she felt, terribly sharp, shockingly cold blades press against her flesh, before pneumatic launched needles, penetrated deep into her back! First breaching skin and muscle, nothing less than razor sharp, Cold, tiny, metallic tubes stabbed into 452's spine past bone and into the long tube of nerve tissue beneath!
Max's mouth gaped wide involuntarily in a loud gasp! Any human woman who hadn't been subjected to special forces training since they were in diapers would have screamed in agony! Points across her spine cried out as if steel railroad spikes-removed from a deep freezer- were now slowly being shoved into her spine!
Like daggers- dipped in fucking arctic water were carving into her- seeking to find and scoop out all the nerves in her spine!
Her spinal cord had been pierced- of that she was sure!
The doctors present uncaringly watched blood and fluid leaking from the injection sites as the pneumatic-powered syringes dug deeper in!
She felt the cold steel needles so deep into her back her central nervous system had to be fucked-pincushioned by these freaks! All of the muscles in her back involuntarily contracted, squeezing bone-crushing tight around the stabbing, steel probes! Max's higher thoughts burnt away, her mind consumed by pain!
One of the ghoulish scientists indifferently observed the procedure via modified ultrasound; it showed an almost x-ray image of horrifying nail-like long shafts of metal pushing through bone and into the tube-shaped muscle within!
The shockingly sensual woman began to sweat profusely on the bed/table.
Suddenly Max yelped, her exotic attractive face crosseyed. All features distorted in torment and stretched in silent screaming, as the syringes in her back, deeply embedded into the tubelike muscle of her inner spine- began pumping out liquid!
An ice-cold liquid that whilst hardening and stiffening her insides, also triggered another… reaction inside Max's body. One the tormented woman couldn't identify.
Her body restraints held her torso immobile as every muscle sprang to even more violent life! Her now sweat-soaked body began to convulse on the table! Involuntary responses from sheer pain overwhelming her!
The muscles across her back, constricted, beyond the safe limits of even her physiology! If she were human her own musculature would have crushed her spine, and yanked her shoulders out of their sockets!
The chemical brew invaded into the cells all around the injection sites, mixing with 452's body chemistry, spreading and corrupting more and more as fluid continued to be pumped into her. The pain of cold soon became a strange feeling like… like…
"WHHHTTT-THE-FKKKK-RRR-YOU DOING TO MMMEE?!" She half growl, half slurred out.
One of the whitecoats spoke. Not to her- but to a Dictaphone device;
"After a series of microinjections into the subject's spinal cord, we should witness immediate cellular change and increase of cell division and cell density through synthetic proteins complex. A significant enhancement of the subject's metabolic processes. Furthermore the spinal injections should significantly increase the effects of the dopamine, testosterone, adrenaline, various other endorphins and hormones, to further stimulate cellular growth to extreme levels."
Max fought to stay conscious through the searing agony.
'Give them nothing! Give them nothing!' Like a mantra. Like a prayer.
"Be advised, a key ingredient of the spinal injections is Osteo-X. A bone density growth and fortification accelerator, originally used in Project DEFENDER to enhance skeletal strength by considerable degrees. Discontinued due to cost and certain instances of paraplegia due to explosive, uneven growth of spinalmass misgrowing and displacing or damaging other tissues."
"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST SAY?! GET THOSE FUCKING NEEDLES AND THEIR SHIT OUT OF ME!" She roared, forgetting her mantra. She tried to thrash on the bed, forgetting in her fury how tightly secured she was.
"FUCK! GE-GET YOUR SHIT OU-OUTA M-MMMMMMGGGGGHH!"
Two of the whitecoats forced Max's mouth wide open with thick metal forceps, secured by a thick strap of cracked feeling leather!
"MMMMMNNNNNNGGGG!"
She felt cold metal on her tongue holding the moving organ down onto the floor of her mouth with smaller metal forceps!
Max's beautiful dark eyes shot about in fright as something was placed over her face! Huge, cold to touch, black with a base of plastic that fit tightly over her lips and painfully squeezed parts of her cheeks! Two large straps spread across the woman's face, tightly buckled behind her itchy/scratchy head along with the forceps attachment.
Two more straps fitted over both sides of her nose, connecting in a single strap that lay between her now blinded eyes over her head locking the gag in and over her mouth!
Max's tongue flicked over hard plastic on top of her tongue. She attempted to bite through the surgical instruments, to no avail, the thick steel tong-like devices holding her luscious mouth painfully wide open!
"MMMMMPPPPHHHHH!?"
Max jerked back to life as she felt hands across her pain-taut and impressively-sized ass. Her seizure-like rolled-back eyes bugged back to conscious horror as she felt latex gloves grasp at her massive buttcheeks, yanking them open!
Max tried to yell something! To no avail thanks to the steel ring invading her mouth! Exhausted past human limits, she could barely achieve squirming as the two fleshy protuberances forming 452's plump derriere were forcefully opened and a large smooth, clear tube was unceremoniously pushed up past her anal ring into her anus!
"Fluidic suppository tube inserted. 07:40 hours."
'What-what tube?!'
Unseen to the panicking woman, the doctors continued their foul work. They held her ass cheeks in their hands, feeding the tube deeper past her held open buttocks, pushing aside her anal walls and sliding down her asshole! Max's internals began convulsing, feeling the horrid alien invasion of her anal canal. Abrasive, hard plastic scraping over her anal walls, entering her rectum and snaking towards her intestines!
The pipe was secured in a perversely inventive way; several metal clips (like off a clipboard) were secured to 452's ass (plenty of fat present now) strings tied to the clips were taped to the tube.
Beneath the masklike device, Max's eyes watered as she shuddered and choked! She flexed her anal ring trying to expel the tube, the clamps pulled on her ass flesh triggering yet more pain! The pain of the daggers in her back and poison injected into her now briefly eclipsed by the inescapable and horridly bizarre feeling of having something shoved up her back passage, sending waves of fright, disgust and confusion due to the frightening and horrible-shaped plastic tube invading her befouled body!
"Rectal tube secured. Commencing liquid supposity based supplement program."
Max began spasming in her restraints again blindly, as she heard a machine gurgle loudly, followed by the horrifying feeling of her rectum expanding as gallons of refrigerated growth chemicals, protein and hormones extracted from other transgenics were pumped directly into her body!
"Supplement included compound w310; mixture of steroids and X5 pleuropotents, along with a synthetic version of the Growth hormone catalyst, a protein complex designed to targets the muscles' intracellular molecular machinery to help increase muscle strength and endurance. Effects will increase durability of muscles, soft tissues including nerves, minor risk of nervous system damage and cancers. " He narrated.
"This compound, first tested on inmates of prisons and insane asylums was found to not absorb through stomach or intestines effectively so it is required to be fed through a subjects rectum.."
'You gotta be fucking kidding me?!'
452 sweated as a freakish cocktail of mad scientist brew settled into her insides, soaked into rectum. Then entered her bloodstream where it began altering her bodies processes…
-X-
Unknown time later…
Max didn't know how long it had been up her ass when the hose was finally pulled out. She only knew that she felt sicker than she could ever remember. The shit pumped up her ass felt like it had unloaded a few gallons through her intestines and into her stomach to meet whatever shit was stabbed into her spine to flood her nervous system and fuck-knew-what-else!
A pervertedly placed camera documented that her ass gaped wide, her puckered opening quivered obscenely, the fluid pumped in had been absorbed by 452's rectal systems enough so nothing spilled out.
Max didn't feel it- her body had suffered so much pain that her sense of pain had stopped functioning- like a power grid that had overloaded and melted to slag. But the needles that had stabbed into her spine pulled out, retracting from her body leaving hideous large holes across her back that weeped blood and other fluids before sterile patches were pressed into them.
With the same shocking clanking and whirring sound, the machine ascended then withdrew to the shadows to her left side.
A new device swung to occupy the needle carriers position. A large, weird device shaped like a panel, four foot long and two wide. With a softer whirring sound, it lowered to almost touching Max's body.
It loomed, mere centimetres above her upper legs and ass.
"10:15 hours. Beginning targeted skeletal microfracture treatment. utilizing a modified ultrafrequency bone fracture generator that utilizes directed ultrasound waves to fracture bones and tissues, dislodge shrapnel amongst other complex surgical procedures, 452's bones (over the course of several hours with each treatment) will be fractured, then rebuilt stronger than before due to high dosages of bone growth chemicals."
Occupying a semiconscious state analagous to the aftereffect of an epileptic attack, Max didn't recall hearing about ultrafrequency weapons that could stun- or kill depending on their setting or intent. Sound waves could influence behaviour or shatter brick… again depending on their setting and intent.
The device activated.
Max screamed so loud and hard her teeth almost broke!
The watching scientist spoke calmly, but loudly, over the muffled screaming of the bound woman beneath him.
"After bone density is adjusted to 'acceptable level'. Her muscle tissues and fibres are to be similarly damaged and adjusted next to improve survivability of unit X5B-452 in no-doubt 'difficult' pregnancy."
Max screamed around her gag, introduced to yet another realm of agony! The device hovering over her rang out, the sounds not shaking her bones, but shattering them like glass! She could feel her insides rattle and crack! Through agony she could feel her bones crushed as the muscles surrounding them seemed to be burning yet hotter as they rippled like liquid competing for who caused Max more misery as the sound waves penetrated through them!
Max tried desperately to breathe through her nostrils- leaning into the pain and realizing that the device over her was moving; it started over her pelvis; the horrible energy waves cracking- no grinding Max's pelvic bones to dust! Seemingly no millimetre of her lower trunk was spared the shattering torture…
Before the device travelled to her spine, and repeated the process following the path of surgical pen lines laid across her rippling skin!
Max blacked out. From pain and exhaustion long before the sonic torture was completed.
-X-
time skip 1 hour…
The staff around Max had changed multiple times in the past hour, though all seemed shockingly disinterested in the image of the extraordinarily beautiful, naked woman restrained and in clear distress on the table.
The captive woman's situation hadn't improved;
The spine pumps still unloaded into her vertebral column. The feeding tube occasionally, seemingly randomly spurted foul translucent goo into her horribly bloated stomach.
Her whole body sang of agony from both ultrasonic shattering and her body chemistry being befouled and kicked into overdrive. Sweat poured off her quivering, voluptuous body in rivulets. Her eyes were glazed, rolling into the back of her head.
In the fully conscious world, two of the white coats attached a pair of large metal bands parallel to the spinal plugs on Max's skin. Though she didn't feel it with her sense of touch shot by the recent ultrasonic assault.
In a sea of dreamy darkness, Max heard Voices. Muffled, indistinct…
She tried to focus on them…
"… completed. In order to maximise tissue recovery rate, we will now utilise electrical stimulation."
Max hung in a horrid middle area between unconsciousness and sheer, indescribable torment.
Another doctor stepped over to traumatised woman, momentarily covering one of the invasive cameras in darkness. When he stepped away, a bizarre looking device was wrapped around 452's wide hips; a large, circular device-steel or plastic lay atop her asshole. Two straps from top to bottom spread and split into six. Its shape wrapping around and over her wide hips and exposing her sex regions below.
Max didn't know what the weird thing entrapping her sex areas was. In fact she was so close to going into clinical shock she barely noticed!
Her pain-overstimulated nerves didn't even register as a large, thick, tube-like device was stuffed into the circular ass spreader.
Thick cables were attached to the bizarre tubes base. In fact, High voltage cables!
With a click the tube slid mostly past the ring and into Max's ass. It's top clicking into the chastity belt's(?) base.
Max's internals, from her anal canal walls to her rectum and intestine all involuntarily convulsed and contracted as the huge, steel hard thing shove over her pain twinging soft tissues.
Almost simultaneously, a series of clamps and electrodes were connected to Max's vaginal lips and clit (all exposed by the chastity belts design).
"Beginning electroconvulsive assist for enhanced growth."
CLICK!
At the turn of a switch the lights of the dimly lit surgical bay flickered. A loud hum emanated from the box-like devices now pressed against 452's skin.
That was all the reaction the outside world had.-
To X5B-452 it felt like she had been tossed into hell! She couldn't verbalise what was happening- beyond the muffled scream through her gag!
"MMMMMMMMMMMMGGGGGGGGGKKKKKKKKK!"
Muffled screams tore through held-open jaws as streams of electricity sparked both from the metal teeth into her clit and through the rebar thick tube piercing her asshole and pressing against her intestine along with rivers of molten pain from the large metal bands across her back!
Literal sparks erupted from the metal bands across her back as well as the cruel clamps digging into her clit as three waves of searing electrocution hell collided! Incinerating all living cells traped in between! The young woman's superhuman senses of touch, taste, smell, hearing and sight all screamed into a mind flung into extreme and prolonged pain! Every inch of her body seared as though she was hurled into a storm of pure torment and misery! All thought except infinite pain scorched from her mind, she helplessly convulsed on the table!
The whitecoats simply blandly watched the breeding unit convulse on the bed, subjected to extreme electroconvulsive surgery! Taking notes, including when the breeding unit stopped screaming, signifying her latest lapse into unconsciousness!
-X-
Unknown time later...
Dim lighting (taken from a power grid supplied by 50 year old diesel generators) flickered on and off reflecting against stocks of chemicals, some translucent, some alarming colours like red and green stacked on rusted, bending-in-places shelving.
Throughout the dungeon-like place, the unsettling hissing of repeatedly repaired, modified and rebuilt machinery of mismatching colours, ominously joined with alarming bubbling sounds echoed.
Cold War era concrete lat beneath a mismatch of machinery, some two decades old, some state of the art.
In the center of the vile room, laid out like a coffin, emitting the bubbling echoes, a human-sized specimen tank with a single occupant lying within.
Max's eyes fluttered open.
She felt a surge of panic seeing and feeling liquid enveloping her. But not a single part of her body would move! She panicked, only barely noting the breathing tube occupying her mouth, sustaining her life.
She blacked out again. Fainting.
Several anaemic looking doctors shuffled around the lab, manipulating myriad controls as the breeding unit floated serenely within his specially modified tank an inch or so off the tube's floor, held by thick straps around her wrists and ankles.
"20:12. Subject X5B-452 placed in healing chamber to further accelerate recovery time from first reinforcement surgery. According to preliminary tests, four successive procedures will be required for Breeding unit 452 to reach acceptable durability levels to carry out X5/X6 Hybrid pregnancy to acceptable risk levels…"
The doctor saw the naked woman shift within the tank.
'Did it hear me?'
'I will escape from here. I will see my family again…'
He shrugged. And returned to finishing dictating his report to his superiors.
-X-
END CHAPTER 4B
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