The doors opened silently, Mark and Owen each taking a slow step into the facility. Their bright lights from their flashlights moved quickly around the room they were in, moving from one side to the next.
"Hey, look over here!" Mark called out, looking at a large flat screen t.v on one of the walls. The television, as if knowing its presence was found, turned on suddenly, caused Mark to take a step back.
"The hell?" Owen muttered as the television crackled with static, clearly not used in years.
"Hello," a man suddenly said as he appeared on the screen, giving Mark another jolt.
"Welcome to STAR Labs. I will be your guide today, so please continue down to your right."
Mark didn't move at first, but an eager Owen grabbed his shoulder and forced him to the right of the lobby as the guide instructed. After the two made it to the end of the enormous lobby, the guide showed up again, but this time in the form of a hologram.
"As you can see, here at STAR Labs we create innovative, creative tech such as the hologram that you currently see."
"Now, before we begin our tour, I must give you some quick safety tips so that you don't harm yourself or others on this wonderful DO NOT TOUCH THE HOLOGRAM!" Owen quickly moved his hand out of the guide as the guide glared in his direction, before the demonic hologram continued on.
"Now that you know how to have a safe time on this tour, lets begin!" The hologram started walking down a nearby hallway, Owen and Mark following close behind.
"Don't you think you should have let him give the safety tips?" Ryan whispered to Owen, who was busy marveling at the rusty robotic limbs and other tech.
"Eh, they probably weren't very important. Just things like don't wander off and don't put your hand through the guide." Owen replied.
"Still..." Ryan stopped as they entered a circular room, with a familiar looking suit hung up in a chamber on the wall.
"This is a very secret part of the tour." The guide said, as he gestured across the room to the suit.
"And that, that is the very suit that The Flash himself wears while he fights crime and protects all of you." Owen and Ryan each slowly walked towards the Flash suit.
"This is...amazing!" Ryan marveled as Owen came up next to him to stare at the suit.
"I wonder what things would be like if he was still around." Owen murmured, setting his hands on the glass that surrounded the suit.
"DO NOT TOUCH THE GLASS!" The guide suddenly bellowed, the distorted voice echoing around the room for a moment before dying down.
"Christ!" Ryan shouted as Owen spun around. "Can't you be, I don't know, nicer?"
"You have violated the rules here multiple times." The guide said, staring at Owen. "Now you must suffer the consequences." The hologram pointed at Owen, who started backing into the hallway.
"Lets get out of here." Owen gulped, now sprinting down the hallway with Ryan in close pursuit. They shot out back into the lobby, feet pounding. Owen reached the doors, pushing on them with no effect. Ryan appeared behind him, trying to open the doors.
"They're locked." Ryan muttered, trying again and again to open the doors. A loud thunk
made Ryan pause and look to his right, where he saw Owen laying on the floor.
"Christ." Ryan cried, quickly going over to his unconscious friend's side.
"Come on, man. Get up." He breathed, trying to get his friend to wake as he noticed a light splotch on Owen's hand. Taking a closer look at it, Ryan could clearly see it growing larger, covering more and more of Owen's hand and starting up his arm. Ryan tried to wipe it off, but only touched smooth, milky white skin.
Ryan grunted and fell onto his back as he felt a sudden burst of pain in his stomach. He lifted up his shirt to see his stomach sucking inwards, his waist crunching in and stomach becoming flat and toned. The skin there was also turning darker, becoming a chocolate brown. Ryan cried out as his spine shrunk and arched, pushing twin mounds of fat up underneath his nipples. The mounds pushed Ryan's shirt up as they grew, revealing his toned abdomen. The darkening of his skin made it's way down his arms, shrinking them down to slender proportions and causing any existing body hairs to fall off, leaving the skin there soft and clean. Ryan's hands also shrank down, his fingers elongating as they turned darker and more womanly.
Looking over, Ryan could see Owen's entire arm was a milky white, with his hand smaller and more womanly. He was also experiencing two mounds making their presence known underneath his shirt, which were growing at a fast rate. Unknown to Ryan, his friend's manhood was also disappearing, shrinking down as it changed into a womanhood, leaving an empty gap in Owen's jeans.
Ryan's hip bones broke, causing him to gasp in pain as they grew outwards, widening his hips and pushing against his jeans. Ryan's gasps became less in painful, and more in pleasure as his fat rushed into his chocolate brown thighs, which became rid of hairs and blemishes. He watched as they became larger and almost alluring to him, pressing against his manhood, his calves draining of fat and muscle as well, leaving him with smooth, womanly legs. Ryan moaned as his butt swelled up and pushed his wide hips a bit off the floor. Ryan started to shake in pleasure and ecstasy as his manhood retracted into his body, his testicles shifting and organs changing into a female reproductive system.
Ryan tried to look back over at his friend, but found long, dark brown hair suddenly blocking his vision. He grabbed it, watching as it grew longer and longer, starting at it in awe. Unknown to him, his neck was shrinking slightly, becoming more swan-like and pushing his adam's apple back into his throat, giving him a more womanly voice. Ryan's shoulders gently cracked inwards, pushing closer together and losing their manly broadness. The brown made it's way up to his face, nearing the end of the changes. Ryan's lips plumped up with fat, becoming larger and more kissable. His nose shrank and reshaped as his cheekbones rose up, making his face look more and more feminine. Ryan's eyelashes elongated around his eyes, which grew a tad and became a brown color. His eyelashes thinned as his skull pressed inwards, shrinking down and giving him the face of an attractive young woman.
"Ryan?" A female voice suddenly asked out of seemingly nowhere, causing Ryan to pause in his explorations.
"Are you there?" The voice asked again, making Ryan look over at the now awake and changed Owen.
The changed Owen caught sight of Ryan, her eyes suddenly seeming to get larger.
"Ryan?" Owen asked, staring at Ryan in fear.
"I...think so? Maybe?" Ryan said, suddenly becoming confused.
Owen looked confused as well, taking her eyes off of Ryan.
"Girls!" A male voice suddenly chirped, taking Ryan and Owen out of their concentration. The man looked at the two, slightly worried.
"Why is Iris on the floor? He asked Owen, who looked just as confused as he was.
"I..don't know?" Owen said, before looking back over at Ryan.
"Oh, sorry. She said she wanted me to massage her back." Owen affirmed.
"Yeah, it was really sore after sitting in a chair for a few hours." Ryan admitted, before getting up off of the ground.
"Well then." The man piped. "Lets get back to the lab before Barry and Wally get back, shall we?"
"Sure, Cisco." Iris replied, walking out of the lobby and back towards the room with the Flash suit.
"And don't be tardy, Caitlin." Iris chucked, looking back over her shoulder. Caitlin sighed, before following Iris and Cisco to the lab. Today was already setting up to be one of the weird days.