I didn't always look this way, believe it or not, but lets not get ahead of ourselves. I worked in a pharmaceutical lab, not as an assistant mind you, as a full on professional chemist. The work was fine enough for the pay, if not a little boring, but the real issue came from my co-workers. They teased me day in and day out for my appearance in spite of any protests from me. You see I looked rather childish, even as I inched closer to my 30s. Hair worn in milkbraids, body about as curved as a pencil, arms that could barely open jars and capping out at 5'2". Heck, most of my closet was from the child section anyway so it was hard to disagree with them.

But then an assignment landed on my desk one fateful morning that could potentially fix my problem. The task was fairly simple: Test drug for side effects and work out any that you find. The drug's description though, intrigued me. A supplement of Nutrients, Hormones and Enzymes for temporary increases in physicality, intended for patients suffering muscle atrophy.

Despite the myriad of regulations I would be breaking, it wasn’t a remoty difficult decision. The needle stayed in my purse and in my thoughts the entire rest of the day until it was about time for bed, where I grit my teeth stuck the syringe into my arm and hoped for the best.

The next morning I woke up to find myself on the floor...because I no longer fit on the bed. The most drastic change had been my height, a staggering 8 inch increase, but every other part of my was mildly bigger. I could even feel a bit on muscle beneath my arms too!

Work went better than expected, and I even started enjoying the shocked look on other employee's faces when they saw me. The only issue was that these effects were temporary, and I could sort of feel my body deflating back in the last hour of my shift. So I....sort of took another needle.

I'll spare you the finer details but...things got out of hand. I started taking another injection before the first ended so I'd stay that size indefinitely, I started fabricating my own serum, then taking 2 needles at once, then 3. After that I made modifications to the formula so one would make my breasts grow in particular, one for my hair, increasing my height even further and this was on top of the 5 standard ones I was taking at the time. By the end of the month I had an IV that fed the stuff into me while I slept.

One of them had the unexpected effect of giving me a cock. A fully functional cock I had tested for fertility, and came back with record breaking numbers. That was the sort of wake up call for me, which brings me to the current problem. It stopped being temporary. I haven’t taken anything in 3 weeks and I still look like this! Don't get me wrong, I still love it. I don't even look too muscular and I can shatter a brick with my hand. But... It's getting harder to control my urges around all the women I see...

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Hey there! If you managed to get past the wall of text then I assume you're interested. But speaking of, who are you? A friend? Coworker? Family? Ex? Maybe even my personal physician or therapist?

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