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Jaden traced a dry finger along the smooth outline of the woman's hip. His grey-blue eyes were dilated, and a calm smile graced his thin lips. Avril woke slowly, feeling the light tickle on her skin. She slapped weakly at it in reflex, but it returned. She fought to open her stinging eyes to the dim. She was in bed. Not her bed, the sheets felt softer. The room was decorated with languid sloping lines and sleek shapes; the reproduction room their psychological expert had helped to design for better results.

Avril shot upright, scooting away from the boy's touch. Her bare back flattened against the wall.

"Jaden... listen to me, Jaden... you don't have to do this..."
"I want to, now. C'mere."
"In the name of Science, Avril. You've sacrificed so much to help achieve what we have achieved. You should feel honored. Any of us would do the same, given the chance." Jim's voice reverberated from the speaker set up in the corner of the ceiling.
"Says the old man who once flunked out of Yale. Speak for yourself. I'm the one giving up her body for your cause." she snapped back, covering her breasts as Jaden began to kiss at her clavicle.
"It's no more than you've asked of your specimens. And you'll be paid thrice your previous comfortable salary. Consider this bulletproof job security."
"I don't want it. This is illegal! You can't make me do this against my will. You're essentially an accomplice to rape. When I get out of here,"
"You won't, Avril. I'm sorry. And it isn't illegal if it's government-funded. Just lay back and enjoy yourself. That's what this part of the procedure is all about. Go ahead, Jaden. Inseminate the female."

The boy pried her hands from her chest, yanking her down to lie on her back, and pinned her wrists to the pillow above her head.
"Jaden, please, wake up..." she pleaded in a strengthless whisper, fat tears spilling down her pale cheeks. She felt the intruding, hard presence at the opening to her birth canal,

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and tried to squirm away. He thrust.
The pain was immediate. As she was unprepared, the friction tore at her delicate lining and caused her to bleed. This fluid provided the lubricant, and the male specimen proceeded. Her cries went unheard. The boy would remember none of this. She wished blindly through the pain that they'd been considerate enough to inject her with the same mind-bending cocktail as her forced partner. She tried to imagine what she had done to deserve this treatment.

Oh, that's right. I was born this way. That is my primary offense.

They won't find a better specimen. Not one with my training. Not one who understands the procedures they're putting me through. It was the most logical choice.
I'm doing this in the name of science, after all.

Her legs slowly parted a little more to allow better access. The pain began to subside to a dull sting upon every inward thrust.

Might as well enjoy myself. They'll probably have to repeat this process a few times to make sure it takes... I'll go crazy if I don't accept it...

She tightened around his young organ, tilting her head back against the pillow as she felt climax creeping up on her. It was, despite her initial resistance, exceedingly good.

Damn you all. How do you get me to enjoy being your fucking lab rat? Damn... ohh...

There was an intense rush of sensation, wiping out thought and pain and morality and judgment. She was lost in it. Primal need. Pure animal hunger. She sunk her teeth into his shoulder, growling pleasure into his skin and salivating. He smelled fantastic.