Project FutAlice by elementrexx (a Resident Evil story)

Summary: Alice is transformed into a futanari by Umbrella's experiments. Thankfully, Jill Valentine and Rebecca Chambers don't mind at all! (set between Apocalypse and Extinction, written for DirtyDale)

Arklay Mountain Range; nine months post-Raccoon City outbreak

Alice shifted her legs as she searched for a more comfortable position. She was on her belly on a mountain cliff and the sleeping bag she lay on was doing little to cushion her from the bumpy rocks underneath. Settling in again, she raised a pair of binoculars to peer down at her target in the valley below.

Nestled between the mountains lay a large structure of concrete and steel, atop which was an immense satellite dish. With the aid of her binoculars, Alice could make out the tiny figures of guards on patrol, the red-white emblem of the Umbrella Corporation starkly visible against their black body armor.

Just seeing that symbol left a bad taste in her mouth. Umbrella had been hounding her for months, somehow finding her regardless of where she went. After some investigating, Alice discovered that Umbrella was tracking her with their fleet of private satellites. With it Umbrella could find her almost anywhere in the world.

Evading capture at every turn, Alice made her way to Umbrella’s satellite control center back in the Arklays, hoping to find a way to prevent them from locating her.

She had staked out the facility for weeks and was finally ready to sneak inside. A quick look at her watch confirmed that the guards were due to change shifts, leaving the building vulnerable for a few brief minutes.

Knowing she would have to move soon, Alice knelt by a satchel she had brought with her, quickly gathering her equipment. With practiced motions she placed fresh cartridges into her pistols, clipped flashbangs to her belt, and hid a dozen throwing knives on her person where they would be in easy reach.

Ideally she would not have to use any of her weapons as stealth would be needed for this to work. If Umbrella found out she had tampered with their satellites, they might be able to fix the sabotage and begin tracking her again.

As she mentally reviewed her plan, Alice’s thoughts were interrupted by a sudden tightening in her groin.

“Oh fuck, not now.” she cursed. She inspected the crotch of her pants, finding the fabric visibly tented.

“Shit.” She muttered to herself. Rising to her feet, she unbuckled her belt and dropped her pants, allowing them to fall around her slim hips. Freed from its confines, the rapidly hardening shaft of a semi-erect cock sprang out. The impressive organ was easily as long as Alice’s forearm and almost as thick. Its shaft was smooth and capped by a bulbous pink glans. Nestled against the base of the cock was a huge sac, the skin pulled taut over balls the size of eggs.

Glancing at the satellite center, then at her twitching erection Alice wavered. The guards would be moving any minute now, but the ri