Chapter one, the experiment Her name was Melissa, and at 22 she was a senior at the Edison Institute of Technology.Chapter one, the experiment Her name was Melissa, and at 22 she was a senior at the Edison Institute of Technology. Standing only 5'1" tall, and weighing a skimpy 98 pounds, Melissa had never been what one would call aggressive. In fact, during high school the cool kids had called her Mousey Melissa. Melissa had always found it difficult to make friends due to her shy nature, and so had few at school. Boys were also few and far between. She was no virgin, owing mostly to her pretty face and svelte body, but no man ever seemed to call the morning after. College had brought relief from the name calling, but the occasional immature idiot still like to insult Melissa. One recent day, in fact, Melissa had one of the most humiliating experiences of her young life. While walking back to the dorm from class, she accidently bumped into the captain of the Football team as he was talking to four of his teammates, knocking both her books and the books of the jock into a mud puddle. "You stupid little bitch, look what you did! Why don't you watch where you walking instead of scurring around like a little mouse!" "Hey, yeah, it's Mousy Melissa!" yelled another jock. Melissa cringed at her old nickname. "Don't call me that! I am not mousy!" "ewwww, the mouse can squeak!" With that, the jocks formed a ragged circle, and began to push Melissa between them. "Stupid Bitch! You ever fuck a real man?" "Real man? I'll bet she never fucked anyone at all!" "Yeah, she looks like a dildo lover to me, all right." "Stupid mousy dildo lover!" On and on the yelled and pushed. Melissa became more and more upset, eventually bursting into tears of shame and humiliation. "Ahhh, enough of this fun," the captain finally order, pushing Melissa roughly to the ground. "Let's go back to the house." For almost ten minutes, Melissa wept quietly, wishing she was bigger. Wishing she could teach the jocks a lesson. About a week later, Melissa spied a small ad hanging in the lobby of her dorm. "Wanted: female, 20-25, for growth experiments. See Prof. Dean in BioTech" Melissa ripped the ad off the wall, and practically ran to the Professor's lab. Prof. Dean was a handsome man, standing about 5'10", and looking a well muscled 180 pounds. |