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Bio Forge Master (Rewrite) by Throwaway1971

Books » Private Rated: M, English, Romance, Words: 137k+, Favs: 57, Follows: 75, Published: Dec 12, 2023 Updated: Mar 15, 2024

29Chapter 21: 18

Bio-Forge Master

Chapter 18

So, it turns out PHO has a voice/video chat feature, Dr. Patches never realized that, honestly. Though he didn't mess around on PHO as much as Aisha or Taylor, so that didn't really surprise him. But what did surprise him was a surprise request from Accord, a crime lord and supervillain down in Boston. If he recalled correctly, which he might not, Accord is a fairly… reasonable fellow outside of his extreme OCD and the occasional bouts of homicidal rage said OCD causes.

Thankfully, between his expansive wardrobe and ability to control his body down to his micro expressions Dr. Patches didn't have to worry about triggering the villain's OCD.

Still installing the program sent to him, after hopping into the Matrix to use Feel it Out to see if there were any bugs and to see if it was genuinely secure. After verifying it, he opened the program and pinged Accord, who logged on shortly afterwards.

"Thank you for accepting my request." Accord said politely, "First of all, I wish to express my gratitude for dealing with Orchard. I hired them once and their services weren't up to my standards. Yet they took the job and took my money despite knowing their abilities wouldn't work. They escaped Boston before I could properly express my displeasure."

"You're welcome, Mr. Accord." No harm in being polite, then a thought came to him.

Mouse Protector is based in Boston, isn't she? Yes, he told Militia who would've passed it on up the chain. However, he didn't feel comfortable trusting the PRT, either Coil decided to make the message disappear or wires crossed or something. So why not ask Accord, after all he didn't like anything that disrupted business. And the S9 is very disruptive…

"Actually, I think I have some information you'd find interesting?" Though Accord didn't say anything, I could almost hear his intrigue, "I've got a source that tells me that a certain foolish villain has hired or is going to hire the Slaughterhouse 9 to kill Mouse Protector. And I believe you're in a better position to ensure that you use this information."

"This is worrisome." Accord admitted, "The Slaughterhouse 9 are a disruptive force in general, however I feel my own Enforcers wouldn't be enough to run them off. I assume you have a suggestion, then?"

"Yes sir, I was thinking you could share this with your local PRT." Dr. Patches suggested, "If my source is right, then we can prevent the S9 from making an abomination. And if my source is wrong, well, no harm done. You can never be too cautious with the Slaughterhouse. And perhaps, you could ensure Mouse Protector is simply out of harm's way?"

"Oh? And how do you suggest that?" Accord asked with a chuckle.

"I don't know, pick a random kid's birthday that's a fan of Mouse Protector and pay to have her fool around and have fun at the party?" Dr. Patches suggested with only a faint shrug, "My knowledge of her is limited to what I've heard of her on PHO. But what I know suggests she is very… hammy and prone to having fun."

Accord snorted, the only crude sound Dr. Patches had heard from the villain thus far, "You're not wrong with that assessment, Doctor." The villain said dryly, "Yes, I suppose that is possible, and it would be a shame for her to die. Now that this business is concluded, I would like to broach another subject if you wouldn't mind?"

"No, please continue." Dr. Patches said, as he sat down, carefully as to not ruffle his clothes or do anything too disruptive.

Accord took a moment to gather his thoughts, "I'm interested in hiring your talents, no not for anything nefarious or illegal I assure you." He said, "You are no doubt aware of my own peculiarities, yes?"

"I know the generalities." Dr. Patches said, "I assume you're requesting my talents to correct some… asymmetrical irritations, then?"

"Yes." He said simply, "I prize methodical and preciseness in my employees and ensure that everyone that works for me is made aware of my peculiarities. So, I believe you understand my difficulties, price is no issue." And Dr. Patches easily believed the villain when he said price was no issue.

"Well… a trip to Boston for what amounts to a plastic surgery job." Dr. Patches thought, "I don't have any problems with that. However, I don't have any transportation."

"I will arrange everything, do you need anything? A prepped surgery room, I imagine." Accord said.

"No, that's all." Dr. Patches said, "When will you arrange transport?"

"I can have an Ambassador come to collect you, I trust you know where Somer's Rock is?" Accord asked.

"I can find where it is." Dr. Patches said.

"Well, then my Ambassador will be there, at twelve noon." Accord said.

"Well then, I'll see your Ambassador then." Dr. Patches said just before Accord ended the video chat and Dr. Patches unplugged from the Matrix and laid on the chair just staring up at the ceiling, "Fuck me, that was intense…" He added with a gusty sigh, not truly exhausted, but the entire talk was rather intense.

He could control his body down to micro expressions, that didn't mean it was simple. No one really thinks about it but controlling yourself, especially to that point, is exhausting. And honestly… he wasn't sure if he was up to heading to the hospital. Instead, he figured he should revise his eventual plans to visit the hospital, sent a message to Tattletale requesting directions to Somer's Rock, and decided to text Aisha.

And of course, Aisha being Aisha sent a nude in response.

Which… Well, if she was wanting to rile him up she succeeded, but then again Dr. Patches found Aisha and Taylor exciting even before their surgeries. His second thought was more clinical and more focused on her physical health.

"I really should devise a calorie dense meal plan to help them 'fill out' a bit." A downside, if it could be called that, as Dr. Patches personally like muscular women, is that the Human augmentation procedure often results in a physique that is extremely cut and muscular.

What fat tissues that remain were engineered to be energy dense and to take up less overall volume. So they both needed to fatten up a bit, not much as their own metabolisms won't allow them to truly pack on the pounds, but they could fatten enough to 'soften' them slightly.

Add a little 'cushin to the pushin' as Aisha would put it.

Absent-mindedly he did start researching recipes, already making plans to make calorie dense nutrition bars. Though he did smile in amusement as a realization that the Human augmentation process effectively made it almost impossible for them to gain weight. How many women would sell their souls to be able to eat what they want and not gain weight?

The world must never know…

He would be hounded day and night by people wanting to undergo the Human augmentation process! And while a part of him definitely enjoyed the thought of a wider subject pool to better refine the process, which he really doesn't need as the Matrix is capable of a degree of authenticity that's frankly terrifying, he simply wasn't mercenary enough to do it.

But god, he could just imagine how much money he'd make in the first week alone! And the absolutely best thing? The process doesn't utilize tinkertech, everything is possible through traditional surgical procedures… granted said procedures taken to their utmost insane and possibly psychotic logical extreme. Well, perhaps not even then honestly, Fran Madaraki's skill in surgery is simply that bullshit. If anything Fran had to worry about other tinkers trying to copy him and having a defunct moral compass.

Bonesaw is already a terror, but if she was inspired by his work?

To quote that one guy from the Aliens movie, "Game over man! It's game over!"

However he was distracted by another text from Aisha, and Fran absentmindedly checked it.

Honestly? The pic alone was sexy as hell, but Dr. Patches was more curious as to how Aisha talked Taylor into joining her in sending him nudes. Just chuckling, Dr. Patches got to work to prepare for tomorrow, he needed to at least draw out some designs for a surprise for Taylor and Aisha.

Though a part of him really hoped that Aisha wouldn't make his surprise weird, though he knew it was only a matter of time.

He loved her, but he wasn't oblivious or ignorant to the sheer amount of gremlin energy she radiated. Still shelving that thought for a different time he went over to a desk and started sketching out possible designs, though ultimately it would be up to the girls what they wanted. Still it gave him something to do as he tried to decide on what he would have to bring tomorrow.

Definitely some of his pain-suppressor (which he really needed to give a proper name to eventually). Perhaps some other drugs to promote healing? His favorite surgical tools of course! Actually, he should bring his Portable Examination Station on the off chance he could get some samples of Blasto's creations.

Still focusing on his designing, he pondered for a moment before deciding to peek over to see what his puppet was doing… only to roll his eyes.

"Of course." Why did he expect anything different? Somehow, he felt this was Aisha's fault, honestly.

(Lewd Warning here!)

This wasn't Aisha's fault! Well, not entirely anyway.

Honest Aisha just wanted to tease Fran's other half by sending some sexy nudes, and maybe tease and fluster her girlfriend Taylor at the same time. So she talked Taylor and Fran into a picnic, and when they were secluded enough Aisha talked Taylor into a nude photoshoot with Fran as the camera and using his weird powers to make sure people didn't come around them during the shoot!

The fact that Fran was hard if that bulge in his pants were any indicator, well that was just a bonus in Aisha's mind. But what really surprised her was just how quickly Taylor seemed to be willing to give exhibitionism a try! Sure for a few moments she stammered, until Fran explained some Not-Stranger/Shaker power thing, then the leggy sexy thing was all for it!

Not for the first time she wondered what Fran actually did to her, to awaken this sexual beast! Don't get her wrong, Aisha was loving it despite having never had 'the pleasure' of having Taylor's attention all to herself, but sometimes it just really surprised her.

It was only a matter of time before Taylor was sucking his dick at a restaurant with nothing but the tablecloth hiding her!

"Maybe it's related to her zoanthrope gene? Breeding like rabbits is a saying for a reason." It was either that or something connected to her trauma… which Aisha really needed to get Fran to look into finding a shrink for their Taylor.

But it didn't matter in the here and now, as Aisha had a plan! That plan ultimately amounted to getting his pants and boxers down and jerking him off slowly as Taylor continued showing off just how flexible and sexy she was now. Honestly she'd love to have a chance to examine Taylor's skeleton, yeah she was young but the degree of flexibility she showed off was honestly ridiculous! She could probably eat herself out comfortably!

Granted, Aisha could as well… but well her modifications were explicitly geared towards her getting where she shouldn't and being stupidly flexible!

Shaking the thought off Aisha walked up behind Fran and pressed against his back while her hands immediately started fiddling with his jeans. Fran himself didn't react much, if anything Aisha got the feeling that he had been expecting something like this to happen. Aisha didn't mind honestly, just went to show that her man knew his lady, but she did giggle when she finally freed her prize from his boxers, she heard a faint sigh of relief.

Kissing his neck, she started to slowly tug at his length, while it wasn't a dick that would make Porn stars cry bullshit it was if anything slightly above average. With a girth that promised to stretch out any hole it entered. And as she slowly stroked his cock and teased the head, Aisha mused over when she should suggest they start 'experimenting' with alternate shapes.

While Levithan certainly did a number on the Japanese by sinking Kyushu the universal truth is that humans are horny fuckers. And while the fact that Japan has become a 3rd world country has certainly slowed things down, it didn't stop the porn. And Aisha had seen plenty of hentai to get all sorts of wild ideas!

"Look at that Fran." Aisha whispered as Taylor stretched out, she vaguely recalled the pose being called jack-something? "Don't you just wanna go over there and start thrusting? She'd love it you know, you know she's just waiting for it right?" She didn't actually know that but she felt safe in assuming as much.

"Hmm…" Aisha just kissed his neck more.

"You should hear some of the stuff she talks about." Aisha said, "Who knew that deep down she was an absolute deviant! What's more I actually nabbed her phone and took a peek at her browsing history!~" She whispered.

Aisha just giggled at the look that Fran gave her, and despite her words Taylor's browser history wasn't really that bad. If anything she read way too much fanfiction, and either she had somehow developed a creampie fetish or there was something there she wasn't ready to admit. Either way it was amusing. But yeah other than that she was fairly tame fetish wise, she really liked muscles and latex though, oh and roleplay.

Though Aisha suspected Taylor had a grudge given how often she saw redheads in BDSM.

If anything the biggest surprise was that Taylor wrote fanfiction on occasion! The smut was… alright, Aisha had read better honestly. But enough about that, she needed to get the show on the road!

"Give that booty a wiggle!" Aisha called, "Show Fran just what you want girl!"

And a wiggle she gave, honestly while Aisha appreciated a fine toned ass she was partial to asses with a little more dumpy. Like her own for example!

"Does that make me a narcissist?" She dismissed the thought after a moment and instead gave the cock in her hand a few more strokes, "Well? Aren't you going to accept the lady's invitation?" She teased.

Fran just grumbled and shook his head faintly before freeing himself, passing the phone to Aisha, and decided to take Taylor up on her offer. He walked up to her and started rubbing his hands along her thighs and hips as he playfully teased Taylor's slit making the sometimes-rabbit girl moan as he teased her folds.

Aisha just watched as she played with herself.

Honestly, the fact that Aisha was hanging back and just watching instead of trying to join in, in some way surprised Fran more than how a nude photoshoot escalated into sex. Though he had a suspicion that was always the plan, and since Dr. Patches would be heading for Boston for a while; he didn't see why he shouldn't indulge his lovers.

Teasing Taylor's quivering sex for a few more moments he finally sunk into her welcoming pussy getting a low drawn out moan from the very fit young woman. It would've come to a surprise to anyone, but despite 'Living the Dream' of overly horny men Fran and his ladies weren't constantly fucking. Was their a degree of foreplay and oral sex? Yes, especially before Fran came up with the Human augmentation procedure but he wasn't always 'balls deep' in Aisha or Taylor.

Despite what they wanted, especially since Taylor's sexual awakening, truly sometimes constantly active low level telepathy is an utter curse.

Still pushing that train of thought off to the side, where he still went through the thought process but it wasn't in the forefront of his mind, Fran focused on Taylor. And he could only imagine what sort of things she'd been researching in her personal time, groaning as he felt her vaginal muscles ripple and milk his cock.

Honestly the cerebral augmentations, which were rolled into the Human procedure, were a blessing. Who wouldn't want the ability to learn, and better yet, retain knowledge at a faster rate? Actually that was something he should test some day, he was curious how quickly she could process and retain knowledge.

Pity she seemed to relish her role as a fighter, Fran wouldn't mind another assistant. Though probably with magitech and magical research/development than surgery.

Pushing that thought aside he finally bottomed out, his cockhead hitting the final wall to her womb again making Taylor make a mewling sound which made Fran quirk his lip in amusement. Giving her hips a squeeze before giving her a slap on her muscular ass he started sawing in and out of her.

Her legs quivered but didn't buckle or give, either because she was that stubborn or she had somehow locked her legs in position. Though it was entirely possible she was using her power to maintain the position, either way it didn't matter all that much to Fran honestly. Instead he just focused on the woman as his hands wandered all over her.

Taylor moaned and the area was quickly filled with the wet sounds of their sex, all the while Aisha watched. She leaned against a tree while she aggressively pleasured herself, her eyes locked onto where Fran and Taylor were connected.

"Either she's a cuckqueen or she really enjoys watching." Though personally he doubts the cuckqueen thought, seeing as Aisha is the one that basically vetted and brought Taylor into their very odd relationship.

Still, he figured he might as well give her a show.

Stopping but not removing himself from Taylor, much to her confusion, Fran's arms wrapped around her waist before he picked her up making her squeal in surprise. When she was pressed against his chest he gave a single thrust making her moan as the new position resulted in new simulation.

Fran just chuckled faintly before he decided to relocate themselves… right in front of Aisha, giving her the best metaphorical seat for the show. However instead of resuming fucking her Fran using his telekinesis to manipulate Taylor even more until he had her in…

"Is that a full nelson!?" Aisha blurted out, "What the fuck! I thought that only happened in those hentai anime!?"

"Nope." Fran said with a smug smirk as he bounced Taylor on his cock, "It's actually possible, just tricky to do in porn as the guy would have to hold the woman for several minutes at a time. Quite a workout for an unaugmented man, I believe."

He was fairly sure Aisha didn't hear a single word he said, her eyes firmly locked on where Taylor and he were joined. And he wasn't surprised, though he certainly was pleased, when Aisha leaned forward and started licking at his cock and balls, even playing with Taylor's clit when she stilled.

Yes, they would be busy for quite a while.

"All… up in mah guts!~" Aisha moaned/slurred.

Of course Aisha demanded a similar experience to Taylor, only she wanted anal, and Fran didn't see any reason to deny her. Besides it wasn't like she actually used the bathroom much so any sanitary concerns weren't there (who knew pushing the efficiency of the digestive system would lead to little pooping?) and honestly lubrication wasn't a problem so he just shrugged and gave Aisha what she wanted.

Turns out though? Much like another anime character Aisha has a defenseless anus and seemed particularly receptive to anal stimulation. It wasn't something Fran actually secretly adjusted or anything of the sort, it seemed that she was just naturally sensitive to anal stimulation. Or it could entirely be possible that she was slurring and moaning due to a combination of the vibe implant along with Taylor feasting on her leaky slit.

He gave it fifty-fifty odds either way honestly.

Lewd Roll!

Rolling…

Summer Fashion (50 CP) (Fate/Whore Order)

Success!

"That… huh, well I think Taylor and Aisha would appreciate a costume that can't be destroyed…" Plus now that he thought about it, it would certainly go a long way in helping Taylor's confidence… plus Aisha would love to dress sexy while crime fighting.

However, that was for Dr. Patches to deal with, right now he needed to focus on 'rearranging Aisha's guts' which he was happy to do! So while he happily rearranged her guts Taylor was gladly switching from Aisha's leaking slit and his balls.

Happily cuddling with Fran as they watched some documentary about the 'Golden Age of Heroes', which use to be so interesting but had been re-released and turned into a PR piece to reassure the public that Heroes weren't hopelessly outnumbered, a small piece of her mind that is still that beaten down and cynical girl that thought life was out to get her still couldn't believe what she did! Granted Aisha suggested it but the fact that she went along with it so easily just… still left her in a slight daze.

A paranoid voice in the back of her head screamed that Fran was mastering her somehow, but if that was the case wouldn't it be a lot more subtle? No, she thought that it was simply having someone she could completely trust to have her back… that everything that was smothered by her own depression was simply coming back up with a vengeance.

Admittedly exhibitionism was pretty tame in comparison to public sex! Well, stealth sex as Aisha called it and honestly she couldn't disagree. And… honestly the thought of someone coming across us, well it made things a lot more exciting. The fact that no one came to investigate was odd, as neither she or Aisha were subtle in the slightest, but she just attributed it to Brockton Bay being itself. They weren't visiting the real popular park so maybe there weren't any visitors?

Deciding to stop thinking about it she rested her head on his chest, squirming happily when Fran's arm wrapped around her waist.

Glancing over to Aisha who had fallen asleep Taylor looked at Fran, and looking back on this she couldn't say what drove her to do what she did. She just unzipped his pants and helped herself!

And the sound of Fran groaning and petting her head as she suckled on his slowly hardening dick did more to arouse her than anything else!

"Good girl…" Fran murmured.

"For fucksake how horny is Taylor?" Dr. Patches muttered as he designed a new leotard for Aisha and Taylor, ensuring that they were as flattering as possible to trigger Summer Fashion to make them virtually indestructible.

Of course, he would have to design something else to deal with the concussive force, and he had the beginnings of an idea. He would need to test his theory however, but if things work as he hoped then both Taylor and Aisha would be sporting a belt hanging on their hips… in a similar fashion to Raven of the Teen Titans belt hung from her hips now that he thought about it.

Then he would need to address Aisha's stealth abilities, and ensure her costume would mimic said ability. Aisha probably wouldn't mind having to be naked to sneak around but well… he didn't want anyone that wasn't him or Taylor looking at her naked form!

It was irrational, but there it was.

Concerning his trip to Boston however, he had already removed all his stitches. Though as soon as he returned to the Bay they'd be returning. He also got a travel bag ready with his surgical tools and drugs. And he also packed a few… experimental items to test, it occurred to him that with his altered and enhanced physiology he could use weapons that were awkward for a normal human being.

How effective would a Penobscot bow with a crossbow draw weight be combined with his extra arms, enhanced strength, and his enhanced perception? Besides on the off chance that the S9 were in Boston while he was there, and he would know… his telepathy was city wide at a minimum, he could snipe the most fragile members!

Though he felt like he was forgetting something else… something about Boston?

Eh, it'd come to him.

CP Gained: 400

CP Available: 1200

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