The Slime (Closed)

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This story is closed to Bankbabe13 and myself)

Philip Simmerson was an average freshman in college. At 5'11 with a mild build he wasn't imposing. His eyes were hazel and his hair a long, sandy brown. He was the first in his family to go to college. He scored high on his SATs and had a lot of promise.

Problem was, how to lay for four years at an Ivy League school? Just a minimum wage job wouldn't cut it. Father forbid taking loans. Fearing he would be slave to the government forever.

That's when an offer dropped into his lap from one of his roommates. A company named Umbrella was to test pharmaceuticals. They needed test subjects for field study. The flier said it was a pill for anxiety. Sounded promising.

The flier was vague about how exactly the trial would go. All that it really had was a name, phone number and a promise for a large payout.

Before anything could begin Philip needed to head to visit the lab where testing was to take place. He arrived that morning armed with his laptop satchel and a smile.

"This is so exciting! and weird" Philip told himself walking into the cold building. a chill rolled up his spine. the area was a bright and sterilized white. wearing blue jeans and a light gray t-shirt he not only felt out of place but vulnerable. Was he getting second thoughts? Hoepfully not. He was needed more than he knew. "It's just a pill. Just one miserable pill. Take it once a day, right? You don't have anxiety. Therefore the pill will have no effect on you." That's what he kept telling himself.

Checked in at the front desk he waited out front to be called into the back for a physical.

Waiting inside the lab was Dr. Rather, a middle aged and eccentric man wearing glasses and a pointed beard. "We have a new test subject arriving today? Excellent. Ready the serum. When it takes full effect I want all focus to be on him" speaking to his aides. The last three subjects have been disappointments as shown by them being carted out strapped to Garnier and covered in tarps.

 

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OOC Kimberly Cumstrom 22. 5'10 130 short natural red hair 32C chest 40" long legs.


Kimberly Cunstrom was a budding researcher always going for experimental formulas to get her the quick road to "success" very bubbly and girly girl in nature she knew fame could come along as well.
The current formula I was working on was an invisibility formula that could make users totally invisible, but also had issues with male hormones making them super "horny" either way,thinking great applications could be used by our military but also I had to be careful it didnt fall into the wrong hands. I am working in my lab dressed in my usual attire white blouse black skirt about 2" above the knee nude pantyhose and 2 " strappy black heels. I was reading notes at my desk when I was called into the "testing" lab by the senior scientist on site to assist with test subjects.

 

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Called into the back room, there was a male in a white coat asking me to come forward. "I'm here to take your vitals" he said. Wrapping a band around my arm he took my blood pressure. Inserted a thermometer into my mouth. Had me step on a scale and measured my height. All of this information he was writing in a ledger.

As he did all of this, the man was asking questions; is there a history of heart disease or cancer in the family? No. Do I smoke, drink, or use marijuana? No. Have I ever been part of medical experimentation or clinical trials? No. Are you allergic to latex, medicines, talcom powder, or anything that you know of?" No.

"So, what's going to happen now?" I asked the man.

"Once we get all of your information written down, you'll be taken into a back room for monitoring. There you will be given the pill. We will hold you for a couple of hours to see if there are any immediate side effects, like an allergic reaction. Once you go into the back you will be given a personal assistant, one that will keep watch over you and take care of anything that will pop up. I'm just here to get your vitals."

Once we were finished, the assistant took me through a door and into a short corridor with blank, wood doors on either side. The walls and ceiling were a bright white with flourescent lights running down the middle of the ceiling towards the back. Nothing was heard in the hallway except the gentle 'click click click' of our shoes across the tile. The assistant took the second door on the right and he ordered me in. There was just a single chair in the middle of the room. That was it. Strange. "Have a seat. Your assistant will be by in a couple of minutes with your pill" he said then left me.

It was there I took a seat and looked around. Nothing. Nothing to hear, see, or read. I wasn't allowed my cellphone. So I was left to twiddle my thumbs for this assistant to come by. Whenever that will be.