Leena pt 1

*all characters in this story are 18+*

Leena was a nerdy college graduate student studying biology at the university. Actually, she was studying leeches. That’s how she got the nickname Leena the leech, which was totally unfair and a little bit ridiculous, but it still hurt. So Leena, who had practically no friends at the university, threw herself into her work.

That’s why she was at the lab, after 9pm, working on her project. Even her advisors thought she was crazy, but she thought the project had real promise. Her idea was to use a retro virus to insert leech DNA into a human, who could then draw nutrients through their skin, the way a leech did, to address various deficiencies. The possibilities were endless, so she thought.

As she was thinking these thoughts, she knocked over the petri dish with the latest sample of the virus. It smashed on the floor and a small shard of glass nicked her wrist.

“Oh shit,” she said, fearing she had destroyed hours of her latest work. She sighed, cleaned up the mess, and went back to her apartment to sleep.

After a fitful sleep, she woke the next morning in a groggy, cranky state. She looked at herself in the mirror - a mousey, 5’3” brunette with thin arms, thin legs, and a flat chest. She sighed again. This was why she worked late at the lab every night and why she had no friends or boyfriends. Who would want to be friends with or date a braniac stick figure?

She shrugged. Nothing else to do but get on with it, she thought. So she dressed and prepared to head out the door. As she was buttoning her blouse, she noticed a rash on her wrist. She looked closer, and the area was red, and there were a couple of bumps. Great, just what she needed, she thought, she was having an allergic reaction to the petri dish exposure. She sighed and slipped out the door.

She was walking toward the lab and looking down at her phone, checking email and what not. She was engrossed and didn’t hear or see the fit student jogging down the lane behind her. 

“Hey, move out of the way, leech!” the girl called. Leena frowned and looked behind her, where Tanya, a muscular blonde girl wearing form-fitting lycra shorts and a sports bra was standing red faced from her jog. Leena felt an instant pang of jealousy at this girl’s stacked body - she had abs, and full tits, and even muscles in her biceps. What she wouldn’t give to look like that.

“What are you deaf? Do leeches not have ears?” Tanya said. Leena huffed, annoyed at being talked down to by this undergrad. 

Then Tanya shoved her. “I said move, leech!”

Leena gasped, “Hey, stop-”

Tanya shoved her again. “Shut up and get out of the way. I need to finish my workout, and you’re just taking up space!”

Tanya reached out to give Leena another shove when her arm brushed up against Leena’s wrist. Suddenly, the bumps on her wrist engorged and adhered to Tanya’s skin. Leena felt a sudden orgasmic rush of pleasure, and Tanya felt pain. A lot of pain. She screamed.

Startled, Leena flinched and she and Tanya separated. Tanya looked down at her arm, which had blotchy red marks where she had touched Leena. She looked up at Leena in horror, then shook her head and slinked away as fast as she could.

Leena just stood there, startled, trying to make sense of what had just happened. She suddenly felt very energetic and alive, more so then she’d felt in a long time. She blinked.  What just happened?

She didn’t have a lot of time to wonder. She had classes to TA and office hours, so she got to work. She didn’t put much thought into the encounter until she took a bathroom break before her next office hours appointment. She was looking in the mirror when she noticed her blouse seemed to be a bit tighter than before. She glanced quizicily down at her chest. She was barely an A cup, flat as a board, or at least she used to be. She felt her chest with a start. They were bigger. They were definitely bigger - not big and full like Tanyas, but definitely more than she had before. Maybe enough to fit a B cup?

Then she noticed something else. Her arm. Did it seem… thicker? How was that possible? She thought as she rolled up her sleeve and flexed. A distinct little lump formed where she previously had almost no muscle tone. Amazing. 

Then it hit her. It had worked. Her retro-virus had worked! She had stolen muscle mass, breast tissue, maybe life energy even, from Tanya! And then she instantly felt bad. She had stolen something that wasn’t hers, from another healthy individual. Her emotions conflicted, she saw the clock out of the corner of her eye - shit, she was late.

She rushed into her office to find Steven waiting for her. Steven was a 20 year old undergraduate in one of the classes she TA’d for, and he was very cute. But she didn’t think he noticed her as anything other than her TA, even though he showed up to her office hours regularly. He said he needed help with the class, but he always seemed to have a good understanding of the subject matter when they talked about it.

“Sorry I’m late,” Leena said, clearly flustered, as she sat herself behind the desk and started to get organized.

“Something wrong, Leena?” Steven asked nicely.

Leena sighed. “No...well, yes but..”

“Want to talk about it?” Steven asked.

Leena sighed again. She didn’t know why, but she felt like she could open up to Steven in that moment. She had already told him about her work with leeches, and he was one of the few who didn’t make fun of her. He seemed so understanding. So she told him- about the lab accident, the encounter with Tanya, and her hypothesis about her work.

“This sounds crazy,” Steven replied skeptically.

“Oh yeah?” Leena said. Then she rolled up her sleeve and flexed. “Have you ever noticed me to have biceps before?”

Steven raised an eyebrow, “I never noticed.”

“And how about these,” Leena said, unbuttoning the top button on her blouse and pulling it open to expose the tops of her new pert, round breasts. “These weren’t here yestereday.”

Steven’s jaw dropped. “That’s amazing…”

“I just feel so terrible!” Leena said.

“Why?” Steven asked.

“Because I stole, I hurt someone!” Leena said.

Steven shrugged. “She deserved it.”

“What?” Leena asked, startled.

“She was being a huge bitch to you. She got what was coming,” Steven said.

“Well, I guess maybe…” Leena said slowly.

“Besides, this is… amazing. I mean look at you… it’s like, you’ve got powers!” Steven said.

Leena pursed her lips. “Powers?”

“Like, superhero powers!” Steven replied. “Look, Leena, I’ve gotten to know you. You’re a really great person, smart, cute- you deserve this!”

“I… what? really?” Leena said, somewhat incredulous.

“Really. I think it’s awesome,” Steven said. When she heard that, Leena smiled.

“You do?” she replied.

“Yes. And I want to help you. I want to see how far you can take this,” Steven said. 

“How far?” Leena asked. “What do you propose?”

“I propose we find someone who was born with great assets and doesn’t deserve it, and we see if you can force them to share,” Steven said.

“I don’t know. It seems wrong,” Leena said.

Steven shrugged. “You’ll just take a little. Like with Tanya. And we’ll find someone who has it coming.”

Steven was cute. And persuasive. So Leena decided to go along with his scheme.