Dr. Elizabeth Schneider didn’t seem all that threatening. She was a petite, young woman, 24 years old with long brown hair. She had a warm smile and big brown eyes, plus she was short. At only 5’2 and 105 pounds, she wasn’t imposing at all. She had almost no body fat - her small, B-cup breasts being the only exception.
Behind those kind eyes and that warm smile, however, lurked a mad scientist, a genius that felt the world could never understand her. She’d created two machines - one, a mind control machine, the other a body modification machine - and was convinced they could change the world. If not, she thought, maybe she could change herself. Make herself happier, or give her the sexy body she’s always wanted. For a second, she considered making herself straight, but was immediately disgusted with the thought. It was every other woman that was wrong, she figured, not her.
The only problem she saw was that the mind control machine took time, and could only feed about ten lines of subconscious control at a time. Besides that, the first visit would always be weak, and the subject would need to return for her to see results and for stronger effects.
For now, though, she needed a test subject. She hoped to make herself a beautiful, busty lab assistant - one loyal to her. She hoped that this test would help her at least know if the machine worked. Worst case scenario, she loses a bit of money. The best case, she has a new, beautiful, buxom lover and two machines that really could change the world.
She placed a newspaper ad - “Case study, subjects wanted, pays well” - and waited for someone to turn up.