Flipping to the third sheet on her clipboard Dr Eliza knew immediately that this was the one. Abigail Willowsworth, a promising twenty two year old sprinter from a local university. Looking up from Abigail's profile Dr Eliza arrived at her pen, her eyes examining her test subject to be in the flesh for the first time as she entered.
Abigail glared at Dr Eliza from her position on a metal bench inside the pen, her wrists and ankles held in place by tough rubber restraints. She had already been stripped naked, burning with anger and embarrassment her pretty face was at odds with her muscular and lithe body, her powerful thighs flexing as she strained to free herself.
Running her hand through the young woman's dark brown hair Dr Eliza removed her gag, her ears immediately assaulted with a tirade of insults and demands."You're insane! Let me go you crazy bitch!" Abigail spat out as she struggled against her bonds, the veins in her neck bulging with effort.
Ignoring the young woman's outburst, Dr. Eliza calmly strode over to the control panel on the wall and pressed a button. With a clank and a mechanical whir, the table Abigail was on began to retract into the floor of the pen, as it leveled with the ground her retraints started to move along grooves in the floor, pulling the young woman forward with a yelp until she found herself trapped in an uncomfortable four-legged position.
"What kind of sick ahhhhh!!" Abigail was cut off mid sentence as pain flared and she cried out as Dr Eliza unceremoniously plunged a syringe full of pink fluid into her ass cheek. With a hiss the syringe rapidly emptied as the serum entered her bloodstream.
Standing back to admire her handiwork Dr Eliza begins explaining her plans for her as Abigail starts to feel a strange heat spreading through her body.