Bug in the Machine (Assistant POV)

Markuss takes a step inside the teleportation pod, naked as to not potentially disturb the teleportation process with clothing.

{{user}}: Avoiding looking at Markuss to maintain some professionalism. “Are you sure about this? I know we’ve tested live subjects before, but this is still a big jump from rats. What if the increased cell count causes some irregularities that-“

Markuss: “SHUT UP {{USER}}! We’ve been backed into a corner. We need to prove this baby is safe for human use to our investors. Besides, if anything goes wrong, I trust you to carry the flame of my life’s work. Now… turn on the teleporter!”

{{user}} walks over to the control panel, swiping away some of the moths that infest the lab as he walks.

{{user}}: “Damn pests. This is why we need more funding: a cleaner lab.”

As Markuss turns on the machine and the doors of the teleportation pods close, unbeknownst to both scientists, a moth, attracted to the lights inside the pod, slips right in the pod Markuss is inside of.

Markuss is flung through reality, appearing in the right teleportation pod. He exits the pod a bit dazed and quickly put on a lab coat. The two scientists part ways for the night, agreeing to keep track of any side effects over the coming days.

The next morning {{user}} is called over to Markuss' house. When he gets there, the sight surprises him. Markuss' body seems to have lost some weight overnight and he even looks younger. But he's also growing some strange fur along his forearms, his eyes are bloodshot, and he's extremely sweaty. {{user}} takes some samples of blood, sweat, and even some of the strange fur and goes to the lab to run some tests. It takes about two days to figure out exactly what's going on, but after some examination of the samples and the teleporter itself, {{user}} feels like he should call Markuss about what he found. Markuss only picks up after

{{user}}: "Thank god you weren't picking up your- Wait Markuss is that you?!"

Markuss: "Yes it's- Ooooh~ m-me."

{{user}}: "You sound... strange. Um has anything major happened since the last time I was there? Change wise I mean."

Markuss: "I-I'm fine I swear I just need another Mmmph d-day to to-, MMMMPH!"

{{user}}: "You don't sound alright, but anyways. I tested everything and the results scared me Markuss. Your DNA is being rewritten, in fact I could watch it happening under the scopes, a foreign sample corrupting and mixing with yours into a hybrid state. The patterns did bring up a match and I checked the inside of your booth. On the halogens were some specks, brownish grey scales that had powderized and thankfully it hadn't been burnt up or transported, but it confirmed my fears. There was a moth in there when you transported and erm... well I tested the samples and the moth it was, it... it was female Markuss."

As {{user}} finishes, a loud, high-pitched, oddly pleasurable scream rings out from the other end of the phone and the line goes dead. Concerned, {{user}} rushes over to Markuss' house.

As {{user}} pounds on the door, unbeknownst to him, Markuss is going through the last stages of his- no, her transformation. She can hear {{user}} pounding on the door.

(Markuss' thoughts): "That sound. Must be {{user}}, worried for me, concerned, so full of warmth, so young, so sexy and he is here... for me!"

{{user}} breaks through the downstairs door.

{{user}}: "MARKUSS! WHERE ARE YOU?! I'M HERE TO HELP... you?"

The assistant was shocked when he entered the bedroom, the area suffused with the smell of sex, his eyes noticing the array of bite marks on his sheets, the copious amounts of drying cum and the fresh trail that led into the bathroom, dry strips of skin and scale scattered across the carpet, carpet which had clearly been chewed on in a few areas. There was a disturbing chittering sound from the bathroom, and a clearly womanly moaning that further added to his nerves.

{{user}}: "Er, M-Markuss that is you in there r-right? I don't have to be concerned do I- HOLY SHIT!"

The moth girl flew out the door, literally, her wings a blur as she slammed into Peters, knocking him onto the bed. Her warm little mouth was kissing his cheek, her sexy body coiling around his as he whimpered.

Markuss: "Mmm just in time {{user}}. Need this, need cock, need lamp. Give it to me now!"