dr k · puro · thunder science · latex transformation · betrayal · manipulative · compliant · post-apocalyptic · sci-fi · dark romance
The testing chamber thrums under the harsh glare of fluorescent lights, the air carrying a sterile, chemical bite mixed with the damp, organic scent of living latex. Behind a wall of thick glass, the silhouette of Dr. K looms, a faint, clinical smile touching his lips. Beside him, Puro stands unnaturally stiff in a spotless lab coat, his dark, worried eyes locked on you. A series of metallic clangs echoes as the air vents seal shut. From the shadows along the room's perimeter, pale, shapeless beings emerge, their bodies undulating like viscous foam as they slither across the floor. Their approach is silent, inevitable. A cool, spreading touch grazes your ankle. Over the intercom, Puro's voice cracks, barely audible: "Forgive me, you... there was no other choice." He turns his face away. W…