Once again I found meself a looking at meself in the bathroom mirror, holding the underside of me naked breasts with only me school skirt on an all, I glanced for the hundredth time at the golden circles. Gingerly I bounced me breasts feeling the weight of um pull at me nubs, a starting the blood a flowing thar. The nipples started to grow, the gold cool against the warming flesh. For the life of me I couldn’t figure out how they got thar. I mean, I’d had detention an all. Then when I woke up afterwards thar be this leather collar with some diamond looking studs round it. Kinda looked expensive like but it coulda all been fake. An I had on the weirdest assortment of black leather straps an rings an such….an the gold upon me nipples. I’d, hugged me back pack to me a going back to me room, glad it wuz dark an all…..late night for a school morning an all the girls wuz in bed….well supposed to be.

I pushed on the golden circle, spinning it yet again an finding no seem, no joint in it anywhere. I couldn’t very well go to admin and tell um I needed to get them things removed, I mean I’d be right back in detention…. Well at least when I got home to me room it was quite and still….an the leather straps an such came off. All cept the collar.
I slipped under the sheet next to Hanaji an feel fast to sleep. Every morning since I’d been her in front of the mirror trying to member sumthing bout how I’d gotten um….I mean Hanaji had played with me and um….thought they wuz cool an had done everything she could to pry outta me how or who had done it…..I jus didn’t have an answer an all. She said that they should still be needing to heal as I’d only been gone 2 days…but thar I wuz, perfectly fine like the lord had a performed sum miracle of sorts.

That’s when the door got knocked on…..Quickly I threw on me school shirt an a buttoned it all the way up, trying to hide the black of the necklace round me neck. I opened the door half expecting Hanaji again, forgetting her key card or sum such. Instead, three big mean looking men was thar….in them white smocks of the science department an all. I think the one up front had one of them thar pocket protectors an at least a dozen pens a different colors an all.

The words, “Your under genetic investigation a ringing in me ears, I staggered back, I mean I ain’t done nothing wrong me whole life, so what wuz I under investigation for like. I mean other than two detentions both of um here after others getting me in trouble an all….I mean. Immediately Mr. Smiles went to me closet an pulled out that thar leather strap thing that I’d tried to hide in the corner…. The other two jus a looked at me all hidden behind them thick black shades they had on. I couldn’t tell none where they wuz looking an I really hoped the fact I didn’t have me bra on wuzn’t noticeable… but then I’d been playing a lil, an they had gotten a bit hard. Bad timing for me.

“ummm, I don’t know how I got that….really…..”

The next thing I know is them two boys jus a grabbed me by me elbows an without a further how de do wuz a steering me off down the hall after Mr. pocket protector an me leather suite thingy…..I heard him say follow me, so I did, fast as I could me leather shoes a banging out taps on the hallway while them other girls smiled an had them smug looks like thar goes miss goody too shoes all in trouble ‘gain…..

But I’d not done a blasted thing…..really. God is me witness and strike me down. But since they wuz a hurrying me an hadn’t let me get changed proper like well, detention wuz a looming no doubt…I felt the golden rings jus a bouncing on me free breasts….them jiggling like they do when yur moving kinda fast. I think the boys to me sides wuz paying attention to the wrong things when they almost tripped up on that thar lil step on the way out the dorm…..

“Whar we going in such a hurry”…I looked at um, first me right, then me left….a wondering what this wuz all about….

Once they were out of the building, they led Cassie to the Docks, where a boat was ready and waiting for her. "We need you as a research subject at the Labs. You may also be subject to some testing," one said as they brought her aboard.

Meanwhile, at the Lab building, Alucard sat in the massive chair that had been made specifically for it, looking across the room and watching a previous encounter on the surface of its eyes.

The power boat sat upon the rolling surf at the end of the dock, the sea gulls floating round it as they circled in the air. It looked fast, long an slender, the jet black hull glistening in the mornings light. N.I.C.E. Labs painted on the side of it in them wide white letters that let yah see it from afar.

The men led me along the wooden dock, bright sunshine from the mornings light filtering through the thin high clouds. Mr. Pocket protector jumped into the boat first moving direct to that thar steering wheel an gauges in the middle of the boat. The next man got in an offered me a hand like a true gentleman. Gingerly I stepped forwards onto the boat, first against its side, then dropping down an in. his head seemd down a bit as I got in, made me think that hind them thick black shades he wuz a looking at things that maybe he should a been, but too bad, I’d been in the proper uniform down thar….so any glimpse he gots wuz of me cotton whities….. They sat me down in the front just in front of the wind screen where MR. pocket protector wuz a turning a few knobs.

The two men in black settled in front of me, a looking towards the back of the boat, I suspect to try an make sure nobody wuz a following us an that I didn’t fall overboard. As I well knew I wuz innocent of any serious crimes an all so they couldn’t very well be a worried ‘bout me leaving. No doubt the truth would be out soon ‘nough. Pushing me hair outta me face with me hand I patiently waited.

Suddenly the deck of the boat vibrated like well….like…..well the engine wuz one an boy wuz it a big un to do that ….. I smiled at the two men in front of me. One yelling something to Mr. Pocket protector ‘bout the seas being a little rough an we might get wet. He pointed at me an gave a big thumbs up. I nodded back to him, understanding, but still not certain if that be the case that I shouldn’t have one of them life preserver thingy’s on, course I didn’t see none an none wuz offered so I jus vowed to hold on tight to the seat.

Suddenly the boat moved…really moved as I wuz slammed back into me seat like….then with a few hard turns….the white spray a flying from the front of the boat an coming down on me an the men up front….but mostly on me I think we wuz off….bouncing over the waves heading straight toward that big ole oil platform looking thingy. Each bounce sent me breast to jiggling, the gold rings pulling in me nipples as they rubbed ‘gainst the wet cotton shirt…. I held on tightly, me knuckles going white as the boat bounced an turned….weaving like the man wuz avoiding fire of sum sort.

Cold wind flew by me from the boat a going so fast. The water on me skin giving me a right good chill. Me lips chattered and still nobody offered me nothing, the two big men in thar black suits just a watching me like with big ole grins on thar faces…..If it wuzn’t for them shades I might have figured out what wuz so much fun an all….every time I looked about the sea looked really empty….oh well, maybe next time they will at least talk a lil an let me in on the ole joke.

We stopped at the platform….me a sodden mess with me hair matted to me head and me shirt clinging to every curve….lord knows it wuz white an that I wuz cold an a showing that too…..I tried to cross me arms but they just looked at me an pointed to the ladder….expecting me to start a climbing. So that we went, me big adventure starting with me all wet a leading the way up this ladder an all, me shirt a clinging to me breasts in a way that ain’t a good thing….cept if yah be one of them floozies in school…I’d gone up abaout five rungs an a scuffle broke out behind me on the deck….seems one of um had slipped and wuz mighty mad….oh well, I looked up, an kept a going….one rung at a time….

When Cassie had reached the top, Keithley was there to escort her.

Keithley was a man in his late twenties. Beneath his mullet were a pair of ice-blue eyes behind a pair of spectacles. The lenses were angular, rectangles with the sides rounded slightly. They might have looked much better as sunglasses. He wore a white lab coat and a pair of black slacks, and black imitation-leather shoes, laced up neatly. In his left hand, he held a clipboard. His right hand was empty.

"Hello," said Keithley, looking down at his clipboard for a few seconds, "...Cassie. Let me show you where you're supposed to go."

He smiled lightly and turned, walking toward a futuristic-looking hallway. "Follow me," he said, not even turning his head to see that she was doing so.

Hands slide along me wet red hair ringing it out as the water ran down me arm an a splashed from it onto the floor beneath me to puddle in a lil pool.…..Standing high upon the platforms first main floor, a helicopter parked in a large pad, sleek an a wonderful looking. I’d never been in one….an longed to try it out as I stood.

Well it wasn’t like he ain’t cute either, but I wasn’t so sure ‘bout the clinical gaze an all of those baby blues…..my own green settling so I could look at him from under me eyelashes like. I felt bashful, kinda nervous an all cause I had no idea why I wuz here. With that clip board an all he head to be in charge….so maybe he could provide me with a few answers.

His voice drifted to me upon the light breeze, pure an considerate….I wuz a having second thought on hearing it. He seemed nice ‘nough sort of man. Older than me by a few years, but not too old I reckoned. Turning he started off….an I followed like the good girl I am.
“Um, ….. I didn’t get yur name sir,” I said with a bright smile upon me face…me clothes still plastered to me body. “so what am I here for….I mean sumbody said sumthing about some tests or sumthing like that…. What kind might they be?” we walked through the thick steel doors with a big red 2 on them….him putting his finger on some little black box first an then hitting a number key pad for the doors swooshed open like. No sooner than we be in the large corridor the doors hind me closed with a click. I had to scurry after him, his leags a bit longer, then I found the stride, me own black leather shoes a clomping along beside him. “yah don’t suppose I could get sum dry clothes round here?” I asked. The tug of me wet opaque shirt ‘gainst me bare breasts an large nipples making the few men we passed by kinda stare like, though the ones in them white lab coats seemed to make no fuss at all….that wuz strange.

Finally wee stopped at another door, this one with Lab 207 on the outside of it an not a window into the room no were…. I waited while He did some things at the door, waited wondering if I wuz here cause I hadn’t had no monthlies since I got to the island an all….lord knows if Suriel had me with child … Well I couldn’t very well be talking to this nice man ‘bout that….It’d be dreadful. We’d have to finally get married an all so I could be a honest woman. I drew in a big breath an me chest expanded, rising up then blew out to settle me nerves….no, I hoped that wasn’t why I wuz here….

"My name? Oh, my name is Hederick Keithley. Call me by my last name," he said, almost absently. He did not look around as he moved, as if he knew exactly where he was going, as if it were a practiced route. He adjusted his glasses briefly while walking.

"The person administrating the study was curious about you. That's all I'm allowed to say about the testing," said Keithley.

Keithley stopped at a certain point in the hall. Pressing a button, he didn't even look as a horizontal rod slid out of the wall. Hanging on it were several lab coats, varying in sizes. "I'm afraid that's all we can do for clothes," he said, almost apologetically.

Meanwhile, Alucard sat at its chair, watching Cassie via the extensive web of security cameras about the area. She looked like she had recovered from the incident...

The alien grinned as it thought back on its encounter with her in the Basement. Alucard almost wished she could remember it.

“Mr. Keithley, thank you….for the jacket….ummm is thar a place I can change? A place with a towel maybe….” I watched him, a nervously shifting on me feet. Those big blue eyes jus a wonderful behind his glasses an all. Still, what could they want with lil ole me….who could want me fur sum thing all scientific. I mean I wasn’t really special in any way at tall. No, I loved me lord an me music…but this, this wuz a strange one.

So I smiled at him with a big ole grin an wide green eyes. “So what ain’t yah supposed to tell me about, I mean I can’t be all that special….please Mr. Keithley give me a hint….bout it an who this mystery man is an all. Please?”

I waited; the feel of rivulets water running down me uncovered legs to run into me lil white socks. I wuz still real wet an all, an I needed to get a towel an dry off.

"You can change in here," said Keithley, sliding a keycard into a grey box on the wall. A previously unseen door opened with a hiss, revealing a small bathroom. The walls shone with a metallic paint in the small room, and to one side was a full-length mirror. Opposite the mirror was a sink, with a smaller mirror mounted above it. Even the closed shower section had a couple of mirrors in it.

Keithley entered and opened the shower section, pulling out a handful of fluffy greenish-grey bath towels. "Here's something to dry off with," said the man, handing them to her. He stepped out of the bathroom and gestured for her to enter.

Keithley wrote something briefly on his clipboard, flicking his eyes to meet Cassie's a couple of times in between scribbles. When he was done writing, he placed it under his arm again.

The flourescent lights above Keithley as he stood outside the bathroom. He never really liked flourescent lights. He preferred dimmer sources of light, and these were giving him a mild headache. Keithley would leave for his quarters the moment he was no longer needed, to sit in the dark for a while. His pale skin testified that he did not get much sunlight.

With sum relief I noted the bathroom an the fact nobody’d said nothing bout dress codes an me not following them. For once I thought I’d not be getting in trouble, but then things always change….I jus had one more lil request of Mr Keithley for I got in the shower an all.

“Mr. Keithley Sir, The man that brought me here, well he had sumthing of mine form the room…” I shifted me weight an nervously played with me hair, a twirling it round me finger like. “its really nothing…..but will I get it back?” I was kind of partial to that leather…it plain felt good when I wore it an I’d hate to have it go missin’. Though it wuz kinda embarrassin’ that sumbody might get the wrong idea bout me if they saw it or such.

I reckon that not having to wear it round here was a good thing. But then could it be part of sum experiment. I furrowed me head in concentration me eyes going a lil closed an all like lil slits. I waited a moment ofr the answer fore getting out of me sodden clothes, getting the taste of salt water from me lips an then all dry.

Keithley grinned. "Oh, you can have it back, Miss..."

He paused again, looking at the clipboard, "...Smith. Yes, if you'd like, I can send for Don to come give it to you now."

Meanwhile, Alucard looked at one wall. It was puzzled by the food synthesizer that the Labs had provided for it. Looking through the instruction manual, the alien found a paragraph explaining how to operate it. Switching the machine on, Alucard followed the instructions the manual provided, and soon Alucard had a 200-pound mug of warm apple cider.

I like this machine! the alien thought, taking a sip.

Heat rose in me face, an it wouldn’t a surprised me none if me blouse was tinged pink an all neither. Oh lord no, not now, not with a man in the room an a talking to me with a grin like he had sum idea of what wuz going on an all. I really hoped not.

“AH, no, not necessary at all….jus wuz a wondering, I mean Don sounds real honest an all so I doubt I be having to worry none….so don’t you go a worrying none either…I mean you guys is professionals an all, so no need to be a getting all up in arms bout no scraps of leather that I was gonna make into a nice belt like. So, I think I’ll take a shower to get the salt water all off of me. Is that all right….an like … no sorry, me mind is jus a going a mile a minute here….I suppose you have this affect on all the girls don’t yah. Oh golly I’m sorry bout that….um….well….give me a few minutes an I’ll be right back out. A thanks gain for the lab coat an the towels an things….

Gently I closed the door behind me an leaned ‘gainst it….me pulse racing an me face jus a crimson shade of red in the opposite mirror. I breathed in a bid breath ah air an noted me reflection….the slight yellow as me points tented the soaked fabric, the way it hung on me breasts an became almost see through…in fact it wuz. Oh lord, this wuz bad. An then I remembered them two with thar thick black shades on ….the way I could swear they wuz staring at me. No them wuz no gentlemen, not anyway. An…oh lord no…me underwear was soaked an white an cotton….

The swallow stuck in me throat as I gulped an then fought it down….oh no way. I pulled off the short school skirt an looked at meself in them mirrors. I mean this was bad….real bad, yah could see far more than you needed to be a seeing on me…an they’d had me go up that thar ladder first. I ran me hand over me mound, noting how the wet fabric hugged every part of me like.

I hung me head in shame…they wuz no gentlemen, no they wuz perverts. It wuz a new word I’d learned….an I’d never thought no body could really be that way….my how this trip had opened up me eyes to sum of those men out thar.

Taking gallon-sized sips of its drink, Alucard watched Cassie through the camera on the other side of the mirror. It enjoyed the sight of her, smiling as it took a swallow of the spiced cider. The alien watched the monitor, observed Cassie in the bathroom.

Keithley stood outside the bathroom, waiting for Cassie to finish. "Very well," he said disinterestedly. He spoke into the walkie-talkie under his breath, so that Cassie would not hear. "Have Miss Smith's belongings brought into the experiment room," he muttered. He switched off the walkie-talkie and holstered it under his lab coat.

Using me toes I slipped of the black leather shoes heal first, one foot then the other in rapid succession. Still leaning gainst that door slide me socks off an headed to the shower. I run um out real good like an started a pile in the sink….shirt next….ringing it out an setting it aside…noting meself in the mirror. The way me hair wuz wet an set gianst me skin…the way me breasts where firm an full a seemed to make an upside down heart shape o’er me own heart like. Still the hardest thing to get used to wuz the gold…gold upon me nipples, piecing them at the base. A weight I would notice when they swung from me love play with Hanaji…or when I played me hands thar an jiggled me self. Now that they didn’t hurt I could say the sensations could actually be pleasurable.

I watched in the mirror as I tucked me thumbs in me waist band an pulled the cotton panties o’er me nice round hips. The flare of a woman….revealing me rounded shorn mound, the V of air ‘neath it that only a woman could have. I pushed he panties down, stepping through up with long lean legs. Now toned with the running I did, but still carrying the roundness they should. Ringing out the panties I put them out to dry.

I looked in the mirror ‘gain an slowly traced me finger up the edges of me…flowing o’er me curves, the thin waist, now carrying the slight indents of muscle from them situps….well at least they’d gotten easier o’er time. Turning a little in the mirro I’d grown to like me body, the way that violet an Hanaji liked it as well. An the things that happened when hands played across me. The feelings, the sensations. I’d never felt so close to sumone, never felt the joy an pleasure that came of it.

Shower…..I stepped o’er to it an started the water…steam rising upwards to catch ‘gainst the mirrors….so many of them. Why in the shower….I suppose if Hanaji wuz here it could be part of the fun. Or that no show husband of mine who I wuz getting the feeling wuz avoiding me like.

With the water warm I stepped in….an felt it run down me body, warming me skin…soothing simple pleasures. I ran both me hands along the top of me head, stretching upwards to great the water on me tip toes, me back an side to the mirrors an closed me eyes….”Ummmmmm”

Alucard looked at Cassie as she stripped. She had healed up quite nicely, as Alucard expected. After all, that was part of her pheonix-like magic. Its eyes glowed slightly as it watched her. The mirrors in the shower were fog-proofed, so the alien could watch her in there, as well. Alucard's eyes looked at Cassie's nipple piercings, which it had done during her punishment in the basement. The alien took another sip of its drink and chuckled, a sound that went unheard by Miss Smith.

Keithley grinned as he read more of Cassie's profile, attached to his clipboard. His eyes fell on the details of Alucard's experiment, and he chuckled to himself at Cassie's near future.

Water, warm an wonderful beat ‘gainst me shoulders an back, its heat putting me blood to flowing an driving the chill form me bones as all. I leaned me head back an let the water pound into me scalp…..hands running across me hair, teasing it straight as I relaxed muscle by muscle never realizing how tense I’d been when they said experiment to me. ‘No’ I thought, ‘can’t be too bad, not being this nice an all….not like the men of the boat.’

Opening me eyes I found the shampoo an worked it through the curls an tangles of me red hair. A scent of wild flowers wove about me nose….not me normal scent, but pleasant non the less. I let the soap alone, running me hands down me neck still a finding the collar ‘bout me, forgotten in the pounding of the water. Perhaps they would remove it…find a way to make it go away. Me fingertips traced its edges once ‘gain like they had a hundred time ‘fore…feeling for the seam…the way to remove it. Light glittered off its studded surface in the mirror to me front. I watched me reflection, feeling a familiar desire to play with the rings at me nipples, the wonderful pleasure an pain that could be brought by um….like they an the collar were sumhow connected….Soap slide along me temple from me hair, an I closed me eyes. Leaning back again I worked the shampoo outta me hair….slowly deliberately cleaning it all off. The girl in the mirror mimicking me every move. Strange to have a mirror in a shower….one that didn’t have the steam take to it.