The Gene Pool

         People often believe that the future brings new and amazing technological advances. In two hundred years, not much has changed at all. Music devices have only gotten smaller, and time travel is still a pipe-dream. However, if there was one thing that was feasible it was genetic alterations. Altering your genes became a trend, at least for a while. Eventually, the government realized that thugs were using gene splicing to turn into birds or other such animals to escape law enforcement. Genetic alteration was restricted to certain government funded installations. One of these, I was visiting for my first time.

         I was sitting in the back-seat next to my girlfriend Jennifer, who an excited look on her face. Her beautiful ginger colored hair, her amazing D cup breasts and her amazing looking skin made me wonder why she would even want to be transformed into something else. She was perfect, much like how I viewed myself. I had brown chestnut colored hair, a fairly muscular body and amazing vocal cords. So it was no wonder I was squirming nervously in the back seat. "Calm down, James." Stated Jennifer, "The gene alteration will only be temporary." I just looked at her rather angrily.  "Sorry, I'm just a little nervous about having my genes spliced and turned sideways!" I exclaimed, trying my best to lose it. "Lay off Jennifer, it's his first time!" Said my friend Nicholas, the voice of reason.

         Nicholas looks like your stereotypical nerd, sporting stereotypical glasses. He's about five feet and eight inches tall, yet don't judge him just by his size and experience. The guy is smart, but also very athletic. No one could rock a javelin toss like this man. He was sporting his usual attire, a plain brown t-shirt and beige pants. Unlike what I was wearing, which was just an appropriate "I'm just a test chimp" t-shirt and my classic blue jeans. Jennifer was barely worth mentioning, as she was barely wearing anything. A pair of daisy dukes a white-top that barely covered her F-cup sized breasts. Her naval was on full-display, if her breasts weren't enough to keep your attention. Let's not forget her spoon-shaped hips, very much a distraction in every way.

         Our final guest was Nicholas' Doberman, Magic. The museum we were driving to allowed pets, so the museum could show off it's ability to alter the DNA code of actual animals. I had no problem with Ginger being here, after all she's one of the smartest dogs I've ever seen, perfect for a museum full of experiments. After ten minutes of driving, we finally arrived at our destination: "The Gene Pool Genetic History Museum". The vehicle roared to a stop, hitting a plastic bag in the middle of the parking lot. Moving my tush from the comfortable leather seat, I gripped the handle of the door. Clicking the button, I then quickly slide the door open and hop out. Nicholas clips the dog leash around Magic's neck, causing the young Doberman Pinscher to hop out of the car. The Doberman landed briskly on the ground, kicking up some dust while it did. Jennifer stepped out of the car and stood right beside Nicholas.

         "Alright, since your new to this, James I'll explain quickly what they do in there. You begin by signing in, having a duplicated copy of your DNA put on file. You are then transformed into something, usually of your own choice at the entry desk, and give different subsequent checkpoint. Finally, your DNA will be changed back unless you want to stay in the form of someone else for a while. However, you'll only be able to be that animal or person for a day, until your DNA reverts back to normal." Stated Nicholas, in his usually nerdy tone. "Won't they explain all that on the way in? What's with the long spiel?" I ask, trying my best to keep up with Nicholas' babble-talk. "Oh, well it's a Friday today, so it's their busiest day. As such, they usually skip the intro today and right to the transforming. And before I forget, here." He says as he passes the end of Magic's leash to me. "Why me? I don't want to be saddle-bagged with the dog all day." I said, in rather irritated tone. "You're wrong about that, you aren't being saddle-bagged with her, she's being saddle-bagged with you. By the end of the day, you'll appreciate her more than ever before." Before I could respond to Nick's strange response, Magic began impatiently yipping.

         I decided to shut my gob and try to enjoy this. Though, I had a feeling I knew I wouldn't. I'm just a naturally grumpy and negative person, it's in my nature to nitpick. Anyway, the four of us walked up to the front door, where the door-greeter was waiting for us. She gave us a big grin, and showed us to the front desk. When I got there, things got really and extremely weird. The front desk was filled with canisters, supposedly made out of genetic DNA essences. After we got our shots, the woman at the front desk saved them all into a computer drive. "You're DNA sequences have all been recorded. Proceed to the metamorphosis rooms." She stated with a blank expression on her face. "Hey Nicholas?" I asked, "What's with the lack of emotion on her face?" Nicholas just looked at me, "What you didn't know? She's actually a mule that was transmuted into human form. She's stated outright many times that she hates being human, and that she wants to return to the simpler life." I looked at him with the same blank expression as the mule-lady. This whole thing was bizarre.

         Eventually we reached the metamorphosis rooms, two individual rooms that were currently unoccupied. I was about to open the door, when a couple of questions crossed my mind. "I just wondering..." I began, "What will I be turning into? Will Magic be transforming too?" He turned to me and stated "You'll find out what your transforming into, when you go inside. And yes, Magic will be joining you. In more ways than one." He said, yet again in his usual foreboding tone. "You really have to stop being mysterious." I stated flat out, causing Jennifer and Nicholas to burst out laughing. After that, Nicholas told me to being Magic into the room with me. I entered the room, my shoes clamping dirt onto the rather clean room. The computer sensing this, told me to remove my shoes and all of my clothing. I was asked to placed the clothing on a strange rack with automated mechanical arms. I was then asked to remove Magic's collar and leash, which I did post-haste.

         The rack itself looked like one of those old plastic piece things that would be commonly found in a model kit. After I had placed all my clothing on the strange rack, a mechanical arm dived down from the ceiling. It pressed a needle-tip gently into my neck injecting it with a strange green liquid. I heard a startled bark coming from Magic, meaning she got the same treatment as I did. Suddenly my body felt strange, odd sensations coursing through my naked form. I looked down at me chest, as I saw a set of nipples forming below the ones I already had. Another pair forming below that, meaning I was changed into some sort of female animal. I pressed a fingertip into one of my nipples, it was extremely sensitive yet... Pleasurable.

         Suddenly I heard a cracking noise, possibly from my spine. The DNA manipulation wasn't hurting me, yet it felt strangely uncomfortable as I was forced onto all-fours. The feeling of being forced onto the ground like this by the transformation, was strangely invigorating. I had never felt so helpless before, it was very intoxicating. My posture began to alter more, my arms and legs changing to match the stature of four-legged animal. My arms and legs became skinnier, somehow still able to support my body. My torso began shrinking, getting smaller and thinner. I had no idea what animal I was becoming, yet I was still very much enjoying it. The feeling began coursing through my tail bone. It began to expand slightly, pushing out and giving me a small, stubby tail.

         Just then, a fearful thought caught me off guard. Even though I wasn't feeling any pain from the transformation, what if Magic was? I could hear her yelping slightly, somewhere on the other side of the room. However, I couldn't check on her even if I wanted to. The transformation seemed to lock my muscles into place, just like a glass figurine in the midst of being sculpted. I decided to check on her, after the changes were done. The next change was the oddest and more uncomfortable one. My nose began to shrink and shrivel. Getting smaller, and rounder it became a tiny black button of what it used to be. To slits formed in this tiny black nose, as the changes progressed. My ears felt extremely uncomfortable, at they increased in length. Longer and more pointed, they became much larger and able to pickup noises I normally couldn't. I was starting to get a hand on what I was becoming, some sort of dog. What kind of dog, was the real question.

         I just hope I wasn't becoming a beagle, or some other breed I don't like. Suddenly, my vision became distorted, everything became grainy and hard to focus on. My vision was turning black and white, making it hard to see anything. I could feel the very make up of my eyes changing, pupils dilating and growing larger. The very makeup of my face was now changing, I could feel my mouth beginning to extend outwards. It began to form into the muzzle of a common canine, I could see the eyesore pushing out in my front of my grainy vision. The next transformation focussed on something special I had grown accustomed, positioned in-between my own legs. My penis began to recede, slowly while smacking the side of my thighs slightly. It began to slide inside me, disappearing and forming into something new. A vagina, common to a female dog began to form between my legs to fill in the gap left by the departure of my member. It formed quickly, and became moist. I was nearing the end of my transformation into a bitch.

         Fur began emerging from every pore of my skin. Like a wave emerging from the ocean, it overtook my whole body. I had no idea what color it was, seeing as my vision was now tainted. The addition of all that fur was beginning to make me feel tired. It didn't help that the room was already extremely warm. I let my tongue dangle out of my mouth, as it grew larger and became floppy. It drooped out of mouth as I stood there panting. The fur covered my entire body, the stub of my tail to the front of my canine snout. The fur wasn't thick or even that long, but it was definitely part of me now. The growth of the fur finished and I decided to test to see if the transformation was fully complete. "Hello, *Woof* My name ish..." I attempted to say, but my voice was trailing off and becoming indiscernible. After a couple of more attempts to speak, I had found my English language to be completely stolen from me.

         I was now a bitch, and with that the transformation ceased. I shook myself, and I heard a few bones crack as I did. My new fur coat itched a little, so I moved up one of my new hind-legs onto my side and began scratching. I went to town on it, scratching like a mad-man (or mad-woman depending on how you look at it) until a nagging feeling caused me to stop. I wanted to know what I looked like, and as luck would have it, a mirror from the ceiling dropped down in front of me. Looking at it, I saw Magic's clueless muzzle looking back at me. I turned my body, using my new four legs and spun around to find myself face to face with someone that wasn't Magic. Instead I was gazing into my own face, and my own body. His tongue was hanging loosely from his mouth, as he was perched in the same position I was. It was definitely Magic, now wearing my body.

         I let out a confused bark and began barking like mad, scaring the new me to curl into a ball. He began shaking nervously, until the machines in the back started making strange whirring noises. She snapped to attention as two robotic hands gripped by his arms and held him high in the air. He was struggling slightly, until another arm came in and gave him another needle-shot. This calmed down the stressed former animal's nerves, and he went limp. More arms came and began dressing him, placing my former clothes onto my former body. Pants, underwear, shoes, socks, shirt and even other accessories like my dime-store imitation Rolex. After the new me was fitted with my essentials, he was placed back on the ground. Still acting very much like a dog, Magic continued to stand on all fours and he walked towards me. At first, I thought he was poised to attack, but all he did was give me a goofy lick on my muzzle.

         Suddenly I heard the door begin to unlock. Magic hadn't heard it though, definitely not used to his new human ears. What strolled into the room next was the strangest sight. A large breasted Chinese woman was standing in front of us. She sported a tight tank-top and had massive DD cup sized breasts. She wore what appeared to be leather pants, and was wearing lipstick and had nail-polish of an undefined color. Clearly, my new vision was inhibiting my viewing of this strange sight. The woman was also holding a small cage with a chinchilla mouse inside. The small animal was squeaking constantly, almost in a laughing manner. "Sorry if the surprise wasn't to your liking James, or should I say Magic. We decided to have a little fun with you, because you're just way too uptight." Said the woman, with a thick Chinese accent.

         "Oh, by the way..." She began, "I'm Nicholas, and this tiny chinchilla here is your girlfriend. Trust me, this isn't the strangest this day will get!" He said, while grabbing the leash and collar from the ground. Instead of clipping it onto me like I thought he would, he instead placed the collar on Magic's neck and clipped the leash onto his collar. "Great." I thought to myself, "Magic's going to ruin my reputation." The dog stood to attention, being the kind of dog that was subservient to anyone. Even when his master looks like a Chinese prostitute he still snaps to attention. "Well, my friends..." He said "Let's have some fun!" With that, he walked out of the room. I followed on all fours, still taken aback by the ridiculous situation. I had just swapped bodies with my friend's dog, my friend was now a slutty looking Chinese woman, and my girlfriend was a mouse.

         My friend was right, the day would just get more ridiculous from there...