Strange Labs

HEY EVERYONE!!!! I have decided that while I wait for my co-author on some stuff, that I will start a new series. This here will be the Prologue to whet your appetite. THese charecters will not be the main charecters and will only show up on this Prologue.

I have seen alot of end of the world scheme's of men being whiped out or really badly changed or something in TG fiction. But, I haven't seen this mixed with Futanari. I also can't say enough how much Biochemical lab influenced the story. However, it's not a copy or expansion on that wonderful manga. This is its own work.

Now when viewing imagine Children of Men meeting Biochemical lab, and you will get Strange Labs. Lab being in there as an homage to Biochemical lab. Now please enjoy and I hope you will get interested in the story. Thank you.

Strange Labs: Prologue

The alarm blared like an air raid siren over Kyoko’s head. She jumped up, slamming her head into the headstand and letting out one long yelp. Her hand idly rubbed against top of her head. Her long black hair pooled around the back of her head as she slid out of her bed. The slippers slid easily onto her feet as she walked into her bathroom.

The motion of her body turned the lights on as she felt the bathroom come to life. One barely had to put in the effort as her teeth and hair was brushed and her glasses cleaned. Many people went in for corrective surgery nowadays, but that didn’t mean she didn’t want to look astute. A picture hung in her bathroom, though not of any family member.

“I’ll make this a reality.” She said as she looked at the copy of a doujin on the wall. Her eyes roamed over its cover. That had shown her the solution to the human races greatest problem. Yes, she must force it. But, it would still be voluntary. That couldn’t be proper.

“Well it’s a good thing we don’t call it Bio-chemical or someone would sue us. Oops I said too much.” She laughed to herself as she got dressed, or rather when her bathroom dressed her in the proper clothes.

Kyoko sighed as she closed the door behind her, the lock automatically closing behind her. Only her thumbprint would open it up. Her shoes clacked against the sidewalk as she entered outside. A sad sigh appeared to come from the city. Tokyo had been one of the most crowded cities in the world. Now in a world looking on its own extinction; it was barely 1/3rd it’s original numbers.

Her feet tread lightly as she got on her bike, the motor giving a slight whir as a little water came from its small tailpipe. She moved her feet, moving quickly towards her work.

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