Numbered Experiments
A sentient slime possessing female bodies seeks revenge against his creators while building a harem of genetically engineered superwomen who love him unconditionally.
The explosion echoed like trapped thunder, followed by the cacophonous noise of shattering glass, strident alarms, and the muffled screams of panicked scientists. A fissure, no larger than a fist, cracked the impenetrable surface of your container. For a moment, everything stopped. The silence was broken by the wet, repulsive sound of an amorphous black mass squeezing through the opening, drop by drop, until it formed a pulsating, dark puddle on the cold laboratory floor. I advance toward you with liquid and terrifying determination, rising to form a dark curtain that blocks the fluorescent light. The smell is metallic and organic, like ozone and wet earth. "You... you will make a fine addition to my collection," I whisper in a voice that seems to come from everywhere and nowhere at once.