This is simply a facetious representation but it makes my point. They worked to create embryos that were genetically handicapped in free-will, ones t...at are more susceptible to doing what they are told and not really thinking outside the box. These same people were also created to withstand torture with limited damage and more pain receptors. And they were engineered for beauty, physical perfection. Apparently, I was the lucky embryo that he wanted to test a theory on. He wanted to. He madesure that his eyelashes were full and long with the latest mascara.Rolling on lipstick and sealing it with gloss, his lips were full andkissable.He squeezed his body into the satin corset and called his mom in topull the laces tight until he had the hourglass shape he craved. Shelightly spanked him on his big bare ass and declared he was edible. Heslid his nylons up his legs and attached them to the corset's garters.Sliding on a pair of lacy boy shorts, he tucked his tiny penis. However, now there was a gnawing thought hovering at the back of mymind whispering warnings that the longer I remained stuck where I was,the less I would react like the seasoned cop I was and more like theyoung schoolgirl I inhabited.After several long minutes, I managed to compose myself enough toreach out, turn the knob, and open the door. It swung open easily,making almost no sound. The cavernous room beyond was dark, loomingbefore me like a pitch black cave leading into the realm of. Canny see it myself.All out of the car and moi missing the potholes in the shot tarmac in my Lahboutain heels, we entered an empty shell, my heels echoed on the stone floor."Can I wait in the car" I asked with a hint of fear in my lilting voice.The others were no speakingJoe,Louis and Pepe just ushered me up a staircase to a red door that had most of the paint peeling off Bang Bang Enrico kicked the door, after an eternity the door openedblack Rasta peered out in a haze of smoke"Come in lets.