Dr. Schneider knew something was wrong when she had a dream later that night.
She had a dream about a perfect bimbo... big, round breasts, puffy dick sucking lips, a perfect tight ass... "Kassidy" she thought.
"...or me."
Her eyes shot open.
"The machine... it has a leak!" She shouted out, running downstairs.
******
Two hours later, the machine was fixed.
She had wrenched tirelessly, rearranging tubes, fixing speakers, sealing the container once again.
"Oh, God. I hope it didn't effect me too badly. Maybe I should try and... fix myself? Ugh... I hope it didn't effect anyone else either..." Elizabeth said, trying to figure out what to do.