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Experiment One
Artist: Jack Wang
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Experiment One
Artist: Jack Wang
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Experiment One (Friday Night Magic 2013) - Jack Wang
Ooze Cruise - Experiment One
In addition to being an appropriate first pick, Experiment One is also the (second) most humanoid Ooze in Magic, making the translation to slime girl pretty straightforward.
Experiment One, Chapter 3: A Step Ahead
Pairing: Seth Rollins X OFC (Regina)
Rating: Explicit
Length: 2.9k words
Warnings: Dubious consent (drugs), drugs, unprotected sex, imprisonment, surveillance, implied voyeurism, cursing
Premise; Humans born with special abilities are rare but powerful. A group of rich and influential people have formed a collective called The Authority to find, capture, and experiment on these people. They are most interested in finding out how these special powers are passed genetically and if these powers can be mixed.
Seth was leaning against the wall, clutching a hand over his racing heart. He took off his shirt a while ago because he had sweat through it. Whatever the drug was doing to his body definitely included his circulation. His dick was harder than a rock and his pulse was washing through his ears. It was only a matter of time before he dehydrated or passed out.
But something had to happen. Something other than this. He was certain someone would come through his door. Or, no, the wall he was leaned against was different. They had done something to the cells while he was in “observation”. Three days in a smaller more uncomfortable room with little change in anything else was a cover for something.
The wall was closer now. They had to have installed more listening equipment, more insulation for noise perhaps... ‘No,’ he thought through the haze of lust and suppressants, ‘a hinge.’ And just as that thought washed over him, he heard the tell tale buzz of a magnetic lock being opened.
“Hello,” the girl sitting on the floor greeted without a smile. Her face was tense with anticipation and anguish. She was in the same situation as him. He made a quick assessment of her and her room. ‘Another prisoner, same cell, same observation rig, same drugs, waiting in anticipation, pretty, leggy, blonde, smells good, pretty, hot, sexy, mine, now, yes,’ he tried to put his thoughts back in order.
“I’m Regina,” she said, getting up and standing six feet tall.
“Future vision,” he breathed. He had only ever met a few with the gift, but it was always special. They were like him, always a step ahead.
“You’re Seth,” she said, reaching out and touching his shoulder. “You think very quickly. An Einstein?”
“Yes, and how do you know I think quickly?” He smiled, backing her into her room.
“First, you were going to forego introductions and pin me to the wall. Then you changed your mind and decided to do an introduction while you had me bent over my bed. Then you were going to try and resist all urges, and realized rather quickly they wasn’t an option at all, but I am curious why you thought that,” she said as he slid his hands under her shirt. He touched the skin of her waist and felt a torrent of heat and lust shoot straight to his dick. He groaned and pushed his hips against hers.
“Tell me this is okay,” he said, sending shivers down her spine by pressing his lips to her ear. “Tell me I have permission to fuck you.”
“Yes,” she moaned. “Yes to everything you’re planning.”
***
It was moments like this that Regina liked to stay in the present. Moments when it was better to be here than in the future. Rollins couldn’t quite decide what to do with her now that he had her permission, but she let him think in private finally. He wasn’t a danger to her. In fact, he wanted to please her, and he would.
Just his appearance at in her room was a gift. His incredibly delectable form made her shiver in anticipation. Tall as all hell, thick beard, thick muscled body, and hair swept into a messy bun. He was a picture of health and masculinity; her heart beat hard at the thought of him between her legs.
He started by taking off her clothes and just staring for a moment. She wanted so badly to peek into the future, but she would have missed the inferno in his eyes. That look of absolute lust stirred her own and left her dripping.
“Come here,” she choked out around the growing lump in her throat. His touches had already been the most loving and gentle touches she had felt in months, and her emotions were getting the better of her. Whatever cocktail of serums they gave her today had her swimming in feelings. “Touch me, Seth.”
He obliged and ran his calloused hands all over her, focusing on her breasts and hips. Her most feminine body parts. His rough fingers caught the soft skin of her breasts and made her gasp.
Einsteins usually had soft hands and bodies, but Seth seemed to want to break the mold. Maybe it was a cover to protect his precarious existence among normal humans. She didn’t know, but she appreciated his appearance fully.
“You’re beautiful,” she said quietly as he pushed her down to her bed. He chuckled softly. “I am?”
“Uh huh,” she replied simply, gazing up at his face and intelligent brown eyes. She could see him think, which was incredible, seeing as his pupils were blown wide and his pulse shook his extremities. He still had use of his brain and she was a bit jealous. Her mind was a screaming mess, telling her to get his cock inside of her as fast as possible.
He reached down, she supposed to take his pants off, but he surprised her by letting his fingers glide over her clit. She clenched her legs together and gasped with ecstasy. She’d never come from such little contact before. Seth didn’t stop, though. He still had his hand squarely between her thighs and intended to make her come again.
She looked up at him and saw how his eyes were glazed over now. Her reaction to his touch had pushed thought far enough back that all she could see was heat. His cheeks were beautifully red, his lips parted with breath, and she wanted to kiss his face. All over.
She pulled him down to her as he continued with his fingers. Her lips landed on his and he groaned in approval. He didn’t go near her entrance yet, not even with his fingers, and she very badly wanted him to. She wanted him inside of her desperately.
“Finger me,” she whimpered as he cautiously rubbed her clit. He was giving her just enough contact to make her shiver and shake, but not enough to make her come. It crossed her mind then that she had already orgasmed, but it didn’t make a dent in the lust she felt.
He easily slipped two fingers inside of her and it was just what she needed. She jumped and thrust her hips at him and shouted her release.
***
He was losing his mind. He was trying to think through this. They wanted him to breed with Regina. He just knew it. There was no other reason to so purposefully put her in his path. There was no other reason to pump him so full of drugs that he could not resist. He was supposed to fuck her like there was no tomorrow and fill her to spilling with his cum.
If he was going to put his cock inside this gorgeous, perfect, gifted woman, he needed to be careful. She gave her consent to sex. She hadn’t given consent to becoming a mother. He didn’t give his consent to becoming a father. Not in this hell hole. Not now. So he had to be cautious, and let her know what he knew.
“Regina,” he huffed, taking off his pants. “I need to tell you something.”
“What?” She asked, moving her hand to where his just left making it very hard to concentrate. Her fingers sliding through that inviting wetness had his head spinning.
“They want us to-“ he stopped himself. He was speaking too loudly. How could he be so thoughtless? He couldn’t tell her what he needed to when they were listening. The punishment would be unending.
He laid over her. His cock dripping on to her stomach as he whispered in her ear. “They want us to have kids. I don’t know why, but that’s what they want out of this. So, when I pull out, it’s not about you. It’s that you probably don’t want to become a mother in a prison the same way I don’t want to be a father.”
She looked at him with eyes as wide as dinner plates before nodding. She understood.
“Let me get the first few out of the way then,” she said. “Because if you enter me right now, you won’t have a choice.”
He blinked a few times understanding what she meant, but curious what she would do. That was just before she had him on his back and had her lips around his dick.
She had been absolutely right. He wouldn’t have had a choice. He burst inside her mouth before he could warn her. He found he was still hard and yearning, even after that, and was floored by how powerful what they gave him was.
“Feel good?” She asked with a wink as she made him shudder and his legs shake with her mouth. It did feel indescribably good.
Regina swallowed him all the way down her throat and he came again. Incredibly, it was even better than the first time, but still he wanted more. He couldn’t get enough of her. Her red cheeks, tousled hair, and breathless smile were like a drug all on its own. He smiled back at her.
“What am I going to do next?” He asked as she lapped up the cum that had run down the side of his dick. He twitched in satisfaction at the sight.
“You’re going to put me on my belly,” she said.
“That’s right,” he said as he pushed her down to the mattress.
“And fuck me hard.” She moaned. He propped up her hips as he straddled her back side. Then lowered his pelvis so his cock was grazing her pussy lips which were shining and swollen, waiting for him.
“Fuck,” he cursed with shaking breath. “This is going to be tough. You have to help me, future girl.” He said, taking a modest handful of her hair.
“I will,” she said caressing his hand to reassure him. Then he sank in and she gasped in delight. He was perfect for her. He was the right size and shape. She never wanted him to leave her body.
“Holy fuuuuck,” he groaned, bowing his head so it touched the skin between her shoulders. She felt like heaven on earth. “Don’t forget, babe. Please, help me. Help us.” He stuttered as he began to thrust.
She nodded emphatically as her body convulsed and shook with yet another orgasm. She thanked God it was the one to finally satisfy her so she could concentrate on the task at hand. Her vision was foggy, but she could hear and feel him in it. He would clench her right hip and gasp, and that was when he needed to pull out. Just hearing that sharp gasp in her vision made her body pulse hard with aftershock.
She waited as she lay washed in pleasure and satisfaction to help him pull away. To safely spill his seed on her back. The moment came quick and she shoved hard at his thigh.
“Shit,” he cursed, but pulled out just in time and stroked himself to completion over her ass. “Holy shit. Oh my God,” he sighed. “You felt so good. I thought-“
“I’m glad I could help,” Regina smiled sleepily as she rolled to her side. He fell in bed beside her. She tried to get up so she could clean herself off, but he stopped her. He put an arm around her and crushed her body to his. This time not out of lust, but out of admiration, appreciation, companionship. A real companion in this dark place was right next to freedom in his book of wants. If he were truly trapped here against his will, the best thing he could have was a friend.
***
Regina felt the exact same way. The relief and joy of having some next to her was overwhelming. Tears began to pour down her face. Seth smiled at her. His eyes looking similarly watery.
“What the fuck is wrong with me?” She giggled, wiping tears from one of her eyes as he wiped the other. “I don’t usually cry in bed.” She laughed, assuring him that she wasn’t like this. This wasn’t her usual post sex behavior.
“Me either,” he said, trying to covertly wipe a tear from his eye as well. “I’m just so... relieved?”
“Yeah,” she agreed and wrapped her body around his. “Hey,” she said, taking his chin in her hand and directing his eyes at her. “Don’t go back through that wall until you’re damn ready.”
His eyes narrowed and he nodded. He understood. She didn’t have to say what she saw in the future. He knew the minute he was clear of that door it would close behind him.
“They’re going to use us against each other,” he told her. “And I want to be clear. Make the best decision for you. Don’t worry about me.”
“I’ll say the same,” she nodded, curling closer to him. He sighed and ran his hand through her hair. He considered leaving right then, but he was already attached. There was no severing the connection now.
***
Stephanie was aghast. Rollins had avoided the main goal of Experiment One /and/ fallen prey to the emotional connection.
‘What kind of side effect-! All of them have it!’ She thought in fury. Of course Seth and Regina would pay for their non-compliance, and she would deal with that later, but this other effect had to be dealt with sooner than soon.
She still had two couples ready to go. Sweat gathered on her brow as she thought about the ramifications of these monsters falling in love. Of course she could work it to her advantage, but she also understood that love made people do crazy things.
Whatever efforts they were making to escape would double. Whatever they could do to fight the experiments would be re-strategized. Yankem had to change the formula. Make them simply fuck and be done with each other.
“Dammit,” she cursed as she watched Ambrose on the monitor. He was sniffing around the crack in the door-wall, scenting out Jessica. Roman looked fit to be tied in his cell, but was angrily ignore the ‘medicine’ coursing through his veins. Anne looked to be doing the same.
Stephanie decided it was time for Dean to meet Jess, and for Roman and Anne to sit in the frustration a little longer.
Experiment One
Artist: Chase Stone
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Experiment One; Emotional Connection; Chapter Two
Pairing: Finn Bálor X OFC (Amy) Rating: Explicit (wildly explicit) Length: 2.9k words Warnings: Dubious consent (drugs), drugs, unprotected sex, imprisonment, surveillance, implied voyeurism, electricity play, pain kink, non-con play, cursing Premise; Humans born with special abilities are rare but powerful. A group of rich and influential people have formed a collective called The Authority to find, capture, and experiment on these people. They are most interested in finding out how these special powers are passed genetically and if these powers can be mixed Taglist: @macfizzle @rocketgirl2410 @ambrose-asylum-ft-mitch @tearfulsparks78 @romanempirefics @taryndibiase @wweforever70 @hardykat @wildandfeepinkv0dka @sweetmoxleygal The buzzing noise caught Finn's attention instantly. That noise usually meant his door was opening, but there was no one standing in the window and the door didn't open. He quirked his head, and from the corner of his eye saw the wall open to his right. A girl was there. He couldn't believe it. His pent up lust actually had somewhere to go. She stood there breathing hard, and staring at him. Her hands trembled as the pushed her dark chestnut hair away from her eyes, revealing that her pupils were swallowing up her chocolate brown irises. Her olive skin glowed with a sheen of sweat, highlighting her beautiful cheek bones, and Finn couldn't help thinking about what she tasted like like that. Before he knew it, she was in his room, and her hands were all over him. Pulling his black sweater over his head, and pushing him back on to his bed. His back landed against the wall with a thud as she climbed astride him. She ran a hand down his chest, over his abs, to his waistband. He reveled in the kind touch. A touch she wanted to give. A touched he wanted to receive. He remembered this. Her fingers played at his waistband. She seemed to be waiting for something. He looked up from where she was touching him, and saw a question in her eyes. Her whole expression looked fraught. "Please," was all she said. It was all she had to say. Finn pulled the girl's shirt over her head, revealing a simple black bra and a toned stomach. More of that delicious olive skin, flushed at the apex of her breasts. "Dear God," he sighed as she put her arms around his neck. "You are beautiful." "You're beautiful," she said, pulling herself further up his lap. "Your accent is sexy. You're sexy. I want you." She said, kissing him fiercely. He moaned into it. "I want you too," he said, picking her up off his lap to get her pants off. *** Stephanie was surprised that the defiant, young Amy wasn't resisting her urges. Perhaps she didn't know, or wasn't able to think clearly enough, to realize this was part of The Project. In fact, this part /was/ The Project. If Amy knew that, she would be shocking Finn nearly to death, and keeping herself confined to a corner. She hated Stephanie and Yankem and all the others keeping her imprisoned here. Her defiance was almost as blatant and bold as Roman's. But it seemed chemistry was getting the better of her, and she was falling all over Finn. Stephanie watched in sick amusement as Amy participated willing for the first time- in the most critical part- of The Project. *** "Can you-" the girl asked breathlessly, attempting to make a sentence. "Can you go down on me please?" She asked, as he fondled her breasts now free of her bra. "Yeah," he said, pulling at her pants. "Yeah, I'd love to." His mouth watered at the thought. Her lips were so sweet. He couldn't imagine how her pussy tasted. He got her pants to her ankles and she kicked them off. Finn pushed her down to the bed and knelt on the floor. His cock pulsed as her legs fell open in front of him. Her scent had his head spinning. As his lips touched her, her back flew off the bed. Her finger tips ran along his scalp, through his short hair, and she cried out. He could have sworn she had just come. "Jesus," she sighed, laying back. "What's your name?" "Finn," he said, getting back to the task at hand. "I'm Amy," she said between moans, trying not to grab his hair too hard. But his mouth just felt so good, she wanted him to stay like that until she couldn't take it anymore. He'd already made her come, but it wasn't enough. She needed more. Maybe his cock would help with that. "Finn!" She cried as he made her orgasm again. "Fuck me! Please!" He didn't say anything then. He just flipped her on to her stomach. That startled her, and before she could stop. Zap. From her hand to his wrist she electrocuted him. He paused. Everything was silent for a moment. "I'm sorry!" She called, as he flipped her again. It seemed it took almost no effort for him to do so. "I didn't-" She was looking up at him, but he looked different. He was almost transparent. No, he /was/ transparent. An invisible man. Shit. "What was that? Are you a Tesla?" He asked, becoming more and more opaque as he breathed hard. Teslas were named for their ability to produce electricity, and he'd never met one. "I'm sorry. You startled me." She said, sharpening her eyes at the man. Amy knew invisible men. They were... creeps. Using their power to spy and prey on women. "I do that sometimes... electrocute people." "It hurt," he said, pushing her thighs down to the bed. "Sorry I startled you. I'll try not to do it again," he said with a sly smile on his face. Amy saw that smile like a red flag, signaling to her that this invisible was like the others. 'Finn,' she thought, 'he has a name.' In this desolate place, in this hopeless situation, maybe she could give up some of her preconceptions. He was a prisoner here, just like her. He must have been hard to catch. "I'll- I'll be more careful," she said, as his hands smoothed over her thighs. He seemed to be waiting for something. "I'm dying here," he said, leaning his body over hers, kissing her cheeks. One then the other. "Say it again. Be sure this time. Tell me to fuck you." He was waiting for permission. Her heart sang. She let out a mad giggle. She had been begging him to fuck her in the throes of orgasm, and he didn't consider that consent. Ninety-nine of one-hundred would have, but not Finn. She was locked in a basement. Told where to go. What to do. When to do it. But in this moment she had agency. He was offering her a choice. Before, her body wanted him, but now her heart did too. "Finn," she said, caressing his face. He reacted liked she'd given him a hit of heroin. So calm, so pleased. "Make love to me. I need it... I want it." "Oh, thank God," he groaned, thrusting forward. She stretched painfully around him. "Oh fuck," she sighed, laughed. "I should have gotten a better look at you before I said yes. You feel so big," she said, running her hands over the smooth skin of his back. He smiled a dazzling smile at her. Finn really was gorgeous. "You're okay, yeah?" He asked, running his hands down her sides. "Yeah," she said, urging him to move. He did, and her whole body lit up. From her center all the way up to her head and down to her toes. He felt so good inside her. "Oh, Amy," he groaned, stilling for a moment. "Fuck," he heaved in breath. "I didn't know that was going to happen." "What?" She asked, as he backed off a bit. "Nothing. Can you- Do ya mind?" He said, pulling at her hip. He wanted to turn her over. "God, no, I don't mind," she said, turning over with his help. Resting on her stomach, he entered her again. "And don't be gentle. I need you like this." At her words, he gripped her hips and plowed forward. She gasped and gripped the bed spread, but her shock turned to pleasure in an instant. It was primal and perfect to get fucked from behind. And by handsome, wonderful, feral Finn. He was pounding into her. It felt better than anything she had in her life. Better than a cool swim on a hot day. A massage. Silk sheets. "Fuck, Finn. You feel so good," she cried as she put her hand on his as it gripped her hip with bruising strength. "God, Amy, ya feel good too. Fuck," he huffed, leaning over her back so he could touch the skin of his chest to her. "Yer unbelievable." "Ah!" She cried as an orgasm surprised her. And Finn got another shock. He grunted in a way that sounded like pain, but kept thrusting. "Jesus, Amy. Do it again," he said, pulling her flesh flush to his. "What?" She moaned as he crushed their hips together and circled his pelvis, making sure to touch every part of her. To claim her. "You want me to... shock you?" "Is that okay?" He asked, pushing as deep into her as possible. "You want it?" She moaned, as he ground into her backside. "Yes," he said, sounding very sure. She pushed him away from her. Finn stood back; scared she was grossed out, and going to walk away. *** Stephanie watched in amazement as Amy pushed Finn away. She hoped Yankem had given Amy enough drugs to keep her from killing Finn. If anything bad was going to happen, this was the moment. *** "You want it," she smiled at him, standing to full height. "Come get it." He returned her roguish grin and stood nose to nose with her. He liked this game. This was his kind of game. He slowly let his hand slide up her waist. She closed her eyes and moaned. Every touch of his felt so good, but she was determined to play her game as well. "Is that all you want Finn?" She asked. "To touch me?" "No," he said. The heat in his voice making Amy shiver. "I want to fuck you." His accent had her dripping. Still. When was this ache between her legs going to go away? Finn had made her come three times. Maybe this game would end it. "Now get on your back, so I can bury my cock in you." He growled in her ear. "Funny," she smiled, running her fingers over his collarbone. "What's funny?" He asked, gripping her waist harder, getting ready to put her on any flat surface. "It's funny that you think I'd just do that," she smiled. Finn's need for her, combined with his desire for pain, was leading to the dark place she was hoping for. "Then it's a good thing it's not up to you." He picked her up to put her on the bed, and she shocked him. Her palm to his upper arm. He dropped her to the floor. She turned from her back to her knees quickly, but he caught her. He covered her body with his, and pushed her chest to the floor, leaving her knees bent so her ass was in the air. His arm still crackling with pain and electricity. "Like I said," he groaned, as he pushed back inside her. Her moan giving away that she was actually loving this. "It's not up to you." "We'll see," she huffed. He grabbed her hair as he thrust, earning himself a small shock. From the backs of her thighs to be front of his. "Fuck, Amy," he couldn't express how unbelievably sexy that was. He was so close to coming again. This would be the fourth time. He couldn't figure how that was possible, but he knew he had to keep going. He had to resolve this madness. He pulled her up to resting on her knees so he could reach her clit easier. If this was going to be the final time, then she deserved to come too. "Jesus!" She cried as he touched her perfectly. "Feels so good." "Shock my hand." He said between heavy breaths. "It will feel even better." She opened her mouth to say something and then closed it. She knew she could be shocked, but it was always a low tingle. Maybe he was right. Maybe it would feel good. He used his other hand to separate her pussy lips so his fingers made more direct contact with her clit. She whined at that sensation alone. "Trust me," he whispered to her as she was lost in pleasure. "It feels incredible." She reached a shaking hand down to his where it touched her most sensitive part. "Okay," she said. "I trust you." She let out a small amount of electricity, and felt it instantly. She kept it up for as long as she could focus. "Fuck! Fuck, Finn, I'm coming!" "Me too, love," he said, about to burst. Her body convulsing around him was too good to push through. He took his hand away from her clit and crushed her body to his as he gave a few final thrusts. Finally, he was satisfied. He let her go with shaking arms and laid her down gently on the floor. For a few moments his brain was a complete fog. All he could feel was a deep and intense satisfaction. "Holy crap," she sighed with a smile, curling her body to his side. "Yeah," he chuckled. "You could say that again. "So, what do you think that was? They gave us something, right? Stephanie and her goons." "Yep," he sighed. "At first I thought it was punishment, but maybe it was a reward." He wrapped an arm around her back. Not because he felt he needed to, but because he wanted to. He wanted her cuddled to him like this. He wanted all of her. Forever. 'That's strange,' he thought before the thought was overridden by her nuzzling into his chest. He sighed and smiled at her. She smiled too. And there was so much he wanted to tell her. How he got here, why he was here, what he was planning to do... but he knew /she/ was watching. Of course Stephanie was watching this. Amy looked at the man by her side and smiled. She wanted to keep him around if she could. Obviously. Why wouldn't she want Finn in her life? Even if she got out of here, she'd want him. He was perfect. "Well, if it is a reward... it's nice," Amy said, petting his hair and giggling at how much sweat was there. God, she was a mess too. "I'm gonna get cleaned up." "Me too," he said, kissing her temple. "Then we can talk some more." "Absolutely," she smiled and then leaned over him to give him a proper kiss. A good one. "Now, go get cleaned up. I don't want my Finn smelling like a locker room." She giggled. "I don't want to disappoint my Amy," he said taking a comically serious tone as they both stood. "Good," she smiled, and gave him another kiss. He was so beautiful, and kind, and adorable. "See you in a minute." She said, heading for her bathroom. "Yep," he said, going to his room. Amy turned on the shower and heard Finn doing the same. She looked to see him, holding his hand out and testing the water. The thought occurred to her that they should shower together. She turned the water off and started toward his room. Then the wall between them started to close. "No!" She called, putting both hands on the door to keep it open. "Finn!" He turned in an instant and saw what was happening as well. *** "Shit shit shit," Stephanie said as Amy reached an arm through the door. She couldn't have one of these monsters hurt. Especially a female. If Amy didn't move her arm, she'd be crushed. "Move!" She shouted knowing that the girl couldn't hear her. Amy seemed to realize the danger, and pulled her arm back before the wall closed again. "Finn!" She screamed, pounding on the wall. "Stephanie! Open the wall! Stephanie! Goddamit, give me my Finn back!" On the other side of the wall, Finn was just staring. Cruelty at its best, this was. Give him Amy and take her away. This was why Stephanie did this. Give him an a partner and manipulate him with her. 'Do good, get Amy. Do bad, we hurt Amy.' That sort of thing. He turned to the camera, and fumed, knowing Stephanie was watching. He hoped she could see the fury in his eyes. "You hurt her, and..." his voice was shaking and he didn't know how to threaten his keeper. He just knew he wanted to. "You hurt Amy and you'll pay... You'll pay, Stephanie! I fucking promise!" Stephanie sat in silence, somewhat aghast. This- this... emotional connection... if it was real at all, was no joke. She took a few deep breaths to calm down and think. 'Two isn't a pattern,' she told herself. 'Two isn't enough. And, even it is real, then I can have the doctors fix the formula.' "Okay," she sighed. "Time for someone analytical to break the emotional pattern." She said, begging the unlock sequence for Rollins and Regina. Stephanie saw that Regina was sitting in front of the wall already, waiting for it to open. Her future sight was still working well enough to know what was about to happen. Rollins was sweating like a whore in church and staring into the camera. His gaze so intense Stephanie almost felt like he was looking straight at her. It made her shiver. "Whatever. Jokes on you, Rollins..." she grumbled, watching his reaction as the wall opened. "You can't think your way out of this one."
Experiment One; Preface
Pairings: Dean Ambrose X OFC, Roman Reigns X OFC, Seth Rollins X OFC, Finn Bálor X OFC, and Baron Corbin X OFC Rating: Explicit Length: 1.8K Warnings: Kidnapping, drugs, Big Brother type surveillance, swearing, talk of sex and forced pregnancy. "Are the subjects contained, doctor?" Stephanie asked airily as she changed the channels on her security monitor. She looked at the different rooms as she clicked through them. "They are properly dosed and isolated for the time being. When the injections become effective, we will proceed as planned." The giant doctor, a former dentist as Stephanie understood, informed her the plan was well in motion. "These monsters will produce spawn as soon as you let them at each other. Are you sure that's what you want ma'am?" Stephanie looked at the brute through the semi darkness of the office. A desk lamp and the monitor the only sources of light, making the man before her look even more ghastly. Maybe her mind was playing tricks on her, but the doctor's skin looked red. "Go back to your office, Yankem. I'll call you if one of our creatures needs medical attention." He didn't say another word before he left. Stephanie's eyes turned back to the cluster of live-feeds from the isolation rooms, newly modified to adjoin when the right sequence of commands were entered. She watched as the subjects went about their usual routines. Rollins trying to seem casual, but looking for any way out of his room. Bálor pacing and spinning his toothbrush in his fingers. Reigns ripping pages out of book after book, looking absolutely ferocious. Corbin laying in bed and looking at the ceiling. And Ambrose doing push ups. Physical activity like that would mean he'd be the first to be affected by the drugs. She switched to looking at the girls. She didn't know them as well. For whatever reason, women with 'abilities' were better adept at hiding them, and therefore took longer to capture. 'Sneaky bitches,' Stephanie thought as she looked at them. Two of them, Jess and Amy, had seemed interested in The Project, and she had easily lured them to the facility. Two, Regina and Marie, were tough cases. She had them arrested and took them from the jail in restraints. The last was a fight, and she gave a fake name. Queen Anne. Just the memory of the girl's wide brown eyes narrowing in menace as she gave the name made Stephanie angry. That was why Queen Anne's king would be Roman Reigns. Under the haze of the drugs that super strong bastard might kill the little gardening imp. A green thumbed bitch. She wasn't even that powerful. Where did she get off acting like a god? As she watched the young woman on the screen, she saw Ambrose stand out of the corner of her eye. He sniffed the air, and looked right into the camera. Stephanie's pulse quickened. She switched to his feed immediately. His eyes were dark, pupils blown wide. He was feeling the effect of his dose. But she didn't want to join his room with his partner's until he was ravenous. Little Jess, with her enchanting voice, would suit the beast man. Ambrose was a level A changeling, he could change into any animal, but his preferred form was a dog. A huge snarling beast of a dog. Stephanie had sickly pondered whether he would turn when in his disoriented state, so Stephanie chose the voice weaver. Voice weavers could enchant people's emotions. If you didn't know you were in the presence of one, you could be easily manipulated. Ambrose wouldn't know what she was, and therefore there coupling would be suitable. Their children would make excellent double agents. Pets that could manipulate sentiment in a household or office seemed a dream. The next to stir was Amy. Her looks surpassed all the other girls, and perhaps it was because she was a close contact danger. You had to get close to be shocked by the electric woman. Only skin to skin contact would do for her power to work with deadly consequences. Bálor, the invisible man, would be her match tonight. Stephanie had worried at first, that Amy would be completely deterrent to any of the men. Then one day, during a punishment, Finn had a strange reaction. An inappropriate reaction to being whipped. So, seeing as Bálor was a bit of a pain slut, the two of them would figure it out. An invisible electrocuter would make a fine assassin, and any child they had would be fucking gorgeous. She watched as Bálor paced around his room. He seemed to know something was happening. Stephanie could see his mind whirr like the toothbrush in his hand. She switched the camera to the second hardest case, Rollins. The hyper intelligent man would have at least some awareness of what was happening. He already had to know his injection was different today. Usually, it was just used to suppress their powers, but Rollins would notice the slight different right away. He stared at the camera in the corner for a minute, the sweat gathering on his brow gave away his nerves. Maybe Stephanie was wrong about Ambrose being the first affected. Seth looked about ready to break. She looked at the command controls as she thought of Regina. The tall blonde with long legs, and a nasty habit of telling the future. Stephanie coupled them together because of their powers specifically. A hyper intelligent with future vision would be a blessing for the cause as long as the child was conditioned correctly. Marie was moving now, putting her hand on the wall and no doubt seeing the shadow of Corbin moving behind it. With her full powers she could have seen straight through to Stephanie's office. And that power would mix interestingly with Corbin's. The man was nearly a giant, but his power was small. Well, seemingly small. To a certain point, he could manipulate odds. Flip a coin and he could make it land his way every time. Go to choose this door or that one, and he could push for an option. Pick a card, or... did he pick it for you? It was dangerous to have him in the compound, but the injections kept his power at bay the same as it did to everyone. They were prisoners here, but tonight they were more than that. They were The Authority's breeding experiment number one. And it was about to start. *** There was a tension in the air. Ambrose could smell it. He wanted to transform into something with better defenses than a human. He knew he couldn't 'go dog' all the way, but maybe the snout and the claws would be enough. Just as he was considering that, a wave of heat came over his whole body. It nearly knocked him down. He looked up at the camera. He knew she was watching. That bitch was always watching them. Maybe though, because this was clearly a different kind of night, she had the audio on for once. "Hey, Steph, what the fuck did you do to me?" No answer came. *** Roman continued to destroy the books as he felt the tension within himself growing. He knew what it felt like when primal feelings took hold. It happened when his super strength demanded to be used, but only one part of his body was growing. This was some bullshit. Make him horny as a fucking stag in a room by himself. What would these people do next? *** 'Who will they send in?' Rollins thought as he sat against the wall. 'It won't be Stephanie. No. It will be someone I don't know. Someone I'm supposed to form a bond with. Breed with. Goddamit.' His mind was going a mile a minute as usual, but it was stuck on the same thought going in a loop. When will it happen? Not 'if it will happen', this was done by design. He knew whatever was going to happen was going to happen tonight and hopefully soon. *** Bálor was consumed by fire. His whole body burned with lust. Whatever they gave him had been settling in a while. He only knew a few minutes ago what it was doing. He had started to jerk off, but realized that wouldn't be enough. God, he could jerk off a thousand times and it wouldn't be enough, he needed a woman. That's what this was. They were either driving him crazy on purpose, or he was going to feel a loving touch for the first time in months. *** Corbin didn't know how, but he could feel her on the other side of the wall. He could feel a female presence right there. She could feel him too, he just knew it. Her heat seemed to be reaching through the wall, trying to get at him as badly as he wanted to get at her. And it was going to happen. He would make it happen. He needed it to happen, or he was going to explode. *** Jess held her chest. Her heart was racing. What was this? What did they do to her? *** Anne was angry, so fucking angry they did this. Was this a new punishment? Make her sit in her soaking mess to shame her into obedience? It wouldn't work. *** Regina tried to see into the future over and over. If she tried to make this desire go away on her own, she wouldn't be satisfied. Every time she tried to see how to fix it herself, it never worked. She was limited to a few minutes into the future with her powers suppressed like this. Then she saw what was going to happen. The wall to her left would open, and there was a man on the other side. In another room. And he was handsome. And he was in the same kind of pain she was. "Fuck." *** Amy tried to breathe evenly. This would go away. This wasn't forever. Just breathe. She reached down to her core and felt the heat rolling off her center. Just brushing her hand over her crotch was enough to light up her whole body from tip to toe. Her entire being ached for touch, but just hers wouldn't be enough. *** Marie could see his silhouette. He was tall and broad, and he was pressed to the wall like her. She had seen him before, but now it was urgent to contact him. She needed him, and from the look of him; he needed her. She could see his pants straining from her side of the wall. He had the same drug, whatever it was, running through his veins. Maybe this was some kind of punishment. Maybe a reward. Maybe a new kind of experiment. Whatever it was, Marie needed to fuck, and this guy was it. She banged on the wall. "Hey!" *** "Time to start." Stephanie said as she entered the commands for Corbin's door to open. "Experiment one begins."