Clinical Trials

Clinical Trials

Day 1:

This is me on day one. I signed up for a clinical trial of a new designer drug at my university. Well, less a designer drug and more a designer infection. My research partner combined the genomes of a series of infections like leprosy, and a few diseases that affect the endocrine system, as well as a few other conditions to create a treatment to adjust a person’s physical appearance to be more conforming to current ideals. We endlessly debated the ethics, but decided to test on one of ourselves. Day one, feeling good, little nervous, but prepared to give it a go in the name of science! Hehe, here’s a cheeky snap of me so far. Time to get an injection with the infection...

Day 35

My hormones are going crazy! I have grown a good few inches and the treatment has totally started leaning my body out. I am hungry, like, all the time, which sucks, I just keep eating and eating, but get the worst stomach ache if I eat too many fatty and sugary things, Been trying to get it lean, some guys from Sports Sciences have been helping with the nutrition. And my skin has been super itchy, think that is the leprosy part reacting with my skin to turn it black. Amazing that we could code in exactly how!

The transformation has been making me feel super different too, man. I mean like, feeling super pumped all the time, it’s pretty weird. I started heading more to the gym to burn of some of this energy and testosterone, but still, makes me feel invincible sometimes, other times aggressive, and other times just want to fuck anything that moves. I keep trying to go to the lab to meet up with my colleagues, but I don’t know dude, they just seem different, like they have changed and not me. I don’t think they really understand what I am going through. I hope and I still the same at the end of it though, just another few weeks before they’ll give me the antidote. But yeah, I hate to admit it, but the changes kinda turn me on. Damn, getting hard just thinking about it, gotta go...

Day 80:

Man, can’t believe this whole shit is other already. Last observation before I get the fuck out of here? I look amazing bro, you’re all just jealous. I mean, look at this shit? My dick is so meaty now. I feel so good now, feel like I was always meant to be this way, people look at me and want to be me or get fucked by me, and I fuck like 3 times a day. Have so much energy, can’t believe I used to be so shy, or that I did this whole lame science shit. Getting physical is where it’s at, which is why I couldn’t care less about getting kicked out of this university. Sure I beat up some guy in the lab last week, but he was fucking asking for it. So long, fuckers, I’m heading out into the real world to live for once.

Diversity

My company had a very innovative approach to the question of Diversity and Inclusion. They came to me and said that our management team was too white and that we needed to change that the better reflect the local demographics, which I thought made sense. What I didn’t realize is that they wanted to do it overnight.

So yeah, now I’m black...

The body they gave me is soooo nice, I love it. I am such a hit on Grindr, people can’t get enough of these muscles. I have also envied black guys and their more adventurous fashion so I’ve been trying to mix it up a bit. Although, now it’s a little harder to zip up my pants with this thick snake inside! Hahaha, I love it!

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The guys at work are trying to get me to join the basketball team after work, but they never asked me before and just because I’m black doesn’t mean I can play basketball. I guess we’ve still got a long way to go...

“Haha, fuck, every now and then he tries to retake control of his body, but I just have to suppress him again and make sure he knows who’s in the driving seat now

Mischa Janiec

Hmmm, let me think... nah, I’m gonna keep your body a bit longer.

Yeah I know I said we’d swap back before bed, but I’m not really feeling that anymore.

Awww don’t cry lil bro...I think someone is suuuper tired.

If you still want to swap back in the morning, then sure, okay? But something tells me you’re going to wake up after having the craziest dream! Sleep tight, lil bro!

Fuck, why did I have to end up in Liam’s body? He’s the dumbest guy in our class, all he’s good for is making lewd jokes and flirting with anything that moves. And yet, everyone wants to be his friend. Well, looks like now I can expose him for the idiot he really is.

Time to upload this to his Instagram story “Feeling dum, might delete later”

Haha, He looks so stupid. Well, I guess that’s me. Turns me on a bit, if I’m honest. Time to upload.

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Ah shit, why is everyone replying with “ 😍 “ ? But in a way, I am loving this attention... Maybe I can be a douche for a little while longer...

Getting a Promotion

My boyfriend worked for a big pharmaceutical company in the city. He came home one day and told me that he’d been considered for a promotion to management at work, but they were concerned that he didn’t look authoritative enough, and that he looked too young for the position to command the respect it needed. They knew he had the knowledge to fill the role, but were unsure if he could delegate and take a leading position - he just seemed too nice. At 5′6 with a slim build, he sometimes still gets mistaken for an intern, despite having been there for 3 years.

Nevertheless, the company respected his loyalty and wanted to make it work. So he took the opportunity and went for the next round of the application process. He messaged me during the day and took me they’d given him a conditional offer and that he would need to go to the lab in the afternoon. I was so pleased for him. He messaged me with lots of happy emojis, his enthusiasm really showed.

Towards 6pm, he messaged me “Leaving the office now. Get dinner ready.” Woah, that doesn’t sound like him - why so direct all of all sudden? I thought to myself. I did as instructed and started to prepare dinner, hoping everything was alright. 

I heard the door open as he walked in “Hey babe, welcome home!” I shouted from the kitchen. I hear him walk to the kitchen and a deep, serious voice answers me “Hey babe, I’m home.” 

“Who the fuck are you?” I shout at him, looking for a knife.

“It’s me, babe, Stewart. The company helped me find a way to fit my new role a little” He replied calmly and confidently. My normally bashful boyfriend stood there like he owned the place, he must be over 6 foot tall now and his suit hugged his body.

“Stewie? That’s you?” I ask in shock.

“Yeah babe, and it’s Stewart, okay.” He said sternly “Stewie is a kid’s name, and I’m a Senior Executive now, alright?” I look to the floor, feeling sorry for having offended him. “Don’t worry, babe, you’ll get used to it. Want to feel this body? Bet it’s making you hard. Come on, feel me”

“I’ve got to finish some emails, but then you can suck daddy’s cock. I am the man of the house now. Got it?”