The Feel Good Machine

     Val was in a pickle. She had spent her entire life making herself smarter. As a kid, she spent her evenings reading books or doing homework. Even when she watched TV, she wanted to watch documentaries or anything that actually taught her something. And she was praised for this; told she had a bright future and she would be thankful that she spent her time bettering herself one day. 

    "When will that day come?" She asked herself. As soon as she graduated college and people stopped applauding her test scores and essays, she realized that being smart wasn't what she was told it would be. She found that the more she learned, the more anxiety she got about the world. 

    Val spent yet another evening alone in her lab, where she studied genetic diseases and how they were transferred via DNA. She walked down the empty white hallway, hearing her flat shoes patter against the linoleum floor before opening the door and being flooded by the noise of the busy streets of Los Angeles. A gorgeous woman in a tight black dress stumbled past her, obviously intoxicated, and Val felt something she never had before. She felt jealous. She passed a window and smiled half-heartedly, trying to admire her flat blonde hair and round face. She had a cute charm to her, right?

    She slumped into her studio apartment and groaned in frustration. "What's the point?" She asked to no one. "Why do I work so hard just to end up alone and poor?" She thought back to that bombshell in the tight dress and thought she must be having way more fun than Val. She probably gets laid every night and gets everything for free. Val was raised to be independent and earn things for herself, but that night, she wished that she could be that careless.

    Eating a warm bowl of mac and cheese and watching another documentary in the dark, Val was feeling down. She watched a steamy romance and got to a scene where the leading woman was getting a makeover, but she just put on something revealing and let her hair down. Val looked down at her flat chest and laughed, thinking even if she wore something revealing, she had nothing to show. She wished that she had some real tits to flaunt and blushed, realizing that she had just called her breasts tits. That's when an idea struck her.

    In her research, Val had discovered that DNA, the building blocks of life, could be manipulated. She had thought about using this to cure cancers and chronic diseases, but what if she could use it to give the less fortunate a boost in the physical attribute department. After all, being pretty was just a genetic lottery, so maybe she could stack the odds, so to speak. With a giggle, she finished her dinner and faded to sleep.

    The next day, Val was at her lab researching the effects radiation can have on DNA strands and thought about her idea again. Was it possible? She knew that radiation could be used to rewrite someone's DNA, and she had begun trials on mice with good results. She looked at her schedule and realized she was ahead of schedule, so she allowed herself to take the day off and research if you could alter someone's body, all theoretical, of course.

    She worked hard all morning and afternoon and had come up with a treatment that theoretically could change the DNA sequence that affected physical appearance. She remained skeptical as she put one of her mice into the machine. It whirred to life, humming and shooting radiation in the mouse's body, and Val's eyes widened. In front of her eyes, she was watching the mouse's fur change from brown to white. She laughed in disbelief and grabbed a sample of the mouse's fur to study the changes, and the new sequence matched perfectly with what her research showed. 

    "This could actually work," she laughed and shook her head. It was like magic. Her mind drifted back to the woman she saw earlier and then to her own reflection, and she realized she could close the gap. She should start small. She always wished she didn't need to wear glasses. Sure, they were cute, but they were a hassle with the microscope and it would be a good place to start. She worked into the night on a treatment, which would allow her to have perfect vision with no glasses at all. She checked the mouse and found it still white and perfectly healthy. That was enough for her to feel safe trying this out on herself; after all, what did she have to lose? If it didn't work, only she would know she thought as she looked around the quiet, empty room. 

    With deep breaths, she turned on the machine and took her place inside. She heard the hum and felt an odd tingle in her eyes. It grew more intense, causing her eyes to itch and she was about to turn it off when the machine wound down. She rubbed her eyes and sat up, looking around the room and gasped. She could see clearly. Even better than when she had her glasses on!

    She ran into the bathroom and straight towards the mirror. Not only had her eyes been fixed, but it had changed her face as well. Her dull eyes were a brighter blue, her round face was more angular, her lips fuller. She touched her face and felt her skin tingle under her light touch. She was gorgeous. She could give the woman in the black dress and run for her money. Her eyes drifted down her body and she smiled. "Well, maybe not with this body," she said with a laugh. But even as she said this, her own smile was distracting her. She had a new, intoxicating beauty and she had a hard time tearing herself away from the mirror.

    After a few more minutes of admiring her new beauty, she returned to her lab and set to understand what happened to her. She had planned on just her eyes changing, but the radiation had obviously spread to her entire face and had a very pleasing effect on it. She had a strong desire to go and look at her beautiful eyes again, but shook her head and focused on the data in front of her. Val tried to focus for another hour, then looked at the clock and saw it was two in the morning.

    "I should go get some sleep," she said through a yawn. She packed up and headed down the same white hallway to the dark streets of Los Angeles. Her walk home was only a few blocks, but even in that small amount of time, she noticed strange things happening to her. People would do a double-take as they passed her; men would smile, and women would sneer. Not only that, but Val felt butterflies in her stomach whenever this happened. She liked the attention, something which was very new to her. She saw her reflection in a window again and stopped to take in the sight. She was radiant. She smiled, winked at herself, and finished her walk home. 

    That night, Val had a dream of walking into a club and feeling all eyes on her. She was wearing a striking red dress and felt confident and sexy. Her tits were on display and she swayed her hips as she walked. Men bought her drinks and she pushed her ass into them on the dance floor. She laughed and moaned and... she woke up. She sat up in bed, sweating, and saw that the sheets were wet. She pushed them off of her and felt an even more intense wetness from between her legs. Had she been turned on from her dream? She tried to push those thoughts away, but as she got up, she felt the echos of pleasure coming from her still very wet slit. She spent the morning getting ready, more slowly than usual. She kept getting distracted and would find herself rubbing her ass against anything hard that she could press it against. Was this some kind of side effect from the radiation? It was distracting and would make it hard to continue her research.

    She walked to her lab, enjoying the attention on the way and felt herself growing aroused from the stares. She had never been this turned on in her life and while it felt good, she knew it couldn't last, she had important things to focus on. The horniness faded as she got to work on her research, and during lunch, she watched a video on DNA sequencing. She couldn't help but notice how handsome the doctor talking was. He had an authoritative presence and a chiseled physique. Val found herself thinking about him without his lab coat on, how good it would feel to rub up against him. She looked down at her flat, unsexy body, and thought that maybe she could help herself out there too. After all, having a slightly sexier body couldn't be a bad thing, it might even help her get some grants and funding. 

    She didn't want a drastic change, just a little tweak to help her feel more confident in her body. She prepared the machine and turned up the radiation so it would affect her entire body and laid down in it. She felt the tingle she felt in her eyes but in her whole body. An intense vibration which centered around her ass and vagina. She felt her hand drift between her legs and moaned, quickly covering her mouth. She couldn't believe she just moaned, especially since she wasn't expecting it. It just happened. It just felt that good. The machine slowed to a stop and she climbed out. Val ran over to a mirror and smiled at what she saw.

    "Look at me!" She giggled. Her body automatically wiggled and swayed, showing off her new, subtle curves. It was exactly what she wanted. She had always been skinny, but now she had a toned, athletic look. Her ass jiggled as she walked and she felt full of energy and... happy. She hadn't felt this happy in years and she laughed and squealed as her hands explored her body. Her shorts were tight against her new, firm ass and her pussy was clearly visible through the thin fabric. Instead of being embarrassed by this, Val was turned on and began rubbing herself, a wet spot forming around her fingers. 

    She leaned against the wall as her fingers found their way under her shorts. She easily slid into her eager lips and moaned and bucked with the pleasure. Her mind was too distracted by the pleasure to notice how loud she was being. She had never felt this good and she was helpless to resist. So...she didn't. She fully gave into the lust and pleasure and fingered herself to a shuddering orgasm. Val giggled and licked her wet hand, basking in the glow of orgasm. Her mind was adrift in horniness as vague thoughts of showing off her body and people grabbing her ass and her tits clouded her reason. 

    Eventually, Val's lust faded and her awareness returned. She didn't know how she got on the ground, but she saw the pool of her girl cum on the ground and realized what had happened. "Shit," she said, standing on wobbly legs. She looked at the clock and saw that over an hour had passed. How could she have spent so much time with her hand between her legs? She wasn't used to her mind being so empty and that thought worried her. She liked feeling in control. 

    Val cleaned up her mess, then headed home. She was getting even more attention than the night before and she was confused why when she realized she never put any clothes back on. She had been walking around in her shorts and a sports bra, both of which were very tight with her new body. Val's rational mind freaked out, before being soothed by a new part of her mind. A part that was telling her there was nothing wrong with showing off her body. She was hot! She liked showing off! Val smiled a bit, feeling more confident, and lifted her head, enjoying the looks and thinking how much she wished someone would do something about it.

    She got her wish as her neighbor, Scott, left his apartment at the same time Val was entering hers.

    "Who are you?" He asked. "Does Val know you are doing that?" 

    Val turned to look at him and saw his jaw drop and his eyes widen. She could see his brain fight between what he remembered Val looking like and this hot, toned girl in front of him now. "Don't you recognize me?" Val said.

    "Val? How? Did you get some work done?"

    Val blushed and laughed, feeling herself slide closer to Scott, her new body moving on its own accord. "Well, I've been going to the gym and eating healthier."

    "Well it's working," Scott said before blushing at his forward comment. 

    "Why don't you come in and have dinner with me?" Val asked. Her mind was reeling. She didn't want to invite Scott in, did she? Sure, he was young and attractive, but that wasn't who she was. She didn't want to invite random men into her home, did she? She was too caught up in her thoughts to hear Scott's response, but before she knew it, she was in her bedroom with him. She felt her pussy grow wet and the horny fog from before descend over her mind. She wanted to fight it. She knew this wasn't who she was, but as he pulled her close and kissed her new, sensitive lips, all reason and thought left her mind. The next few hours were a blur to Val. Her smart brain normally got in the way of any relationship she'd had, but now the horniness of her new body overrode any of that. She didn't have a chance to logically take in what was happening when her brain couldn't form more than two words. She knew that she had sucked Scott's cock. Knew that she rode him. She could feel his hard dick inside her pussy and shook from the pleasure of orgasm after orgasm. Before she knew it, she was lying in bed, tired but satisfied. Her body tingled and her mind drifted. Her hands drifted over her body and she twitched as she touched her still hard nipples and wet pussy. She couldn't believe she was still horny!

    She thought about waking Scott up for round two, but now the lust was dull enough that her mind was in control and she knew that wasn't a good idea. She woke him up and pushed him out the door. He winked at her, telling her she was a good fuck and Val felt her body shiver in pleasure. She had never fucked before and with this new body, apparently she was good at it.

    She raced down to her lab, determined to reverse what had happened to her. She would miss the attention and she could still feel her pussy throb from cumming on Scott's dick, but this was out of control. She needed to focus on what was important. She struggled for a minute to remember what she meant by that... did she mean to get bigger tits? She shook her head and remembered the research. That was what she was meant to do. She was meant for more than fucking. Even as she thought this, she felt her mind drift to how blissful she felt the night before. For so long, she had been burdened by the weight of intelligence and for the first time, she allowed herself to not think and just feel good. No, she didn't allow it. It just happened. That's what scared her. She didn't choose to not think, she just got horny and lost all control.

    Val refused to touch herself as she worked on reversing the changes. It was more complex than simply pressing reverse on the machine and yes, she got distracted a few times as she worked, but after a few hours, she loaded the new sequence into the machine and laid down in it. She felt the familiar tingle of the radiation and a part of her would miss this. She admitted that it was fun being sexy and horny, but she also knew it would get in the way of her research, so she had to change back. The tingles grew stronger and stronger and Val grew worried. This didn't feel right, the tingles shouldn't be so strong. Her pussy throbbed and she threw her hand to it, desperate for relief. She moaned and wriggled in the machine and tried to pull her hands away from her body so she could turn off the machine. She tried so hard, but every time she thought about removing her hands, the pleasure would overwhelm her and convince her to keep touching herself. 

    She told herself that this was natural. People got horny and needed to masturbate sometimes; that was all she was doing. She felt an orgasm overwhelm her and felt her body ache more and more. She knew she should stop, but just a little longer wouldn't hurt, right? Just one more orgasm would satisfy her and then she could return to normal. Her fingers thrust in and out of her soaking pussy, the radiation increasing her nerves and heightening her pleasure. 

    She moaned and grabbed her tits, unaware that they were bigger and firmer than before. She simply noticed it felt good to squeeze them. She was supposed to be smart, how come she couldn't pull her hands away from her body? She was smart but horny. Nothing wrong with being horny, right? Oh my god, so fucking horny. She came again and felt her juices run down her delicious thighs. 

    Val tried to hold on to reason, but these thoughts became fewer and fewer. In between these thoughts, she simply gave in to the pleasure. She came hard, squirting and moaning and screaming in pleasure. She came again, rubbing her hands up to her tits, feeling her wet pussy juices lubricating her touch. Eventually, she stopped thinking. It was too hard and it was so much easier to just feel good and fuck her tight little pussy. She kept fingering herself and cumming in and endless cycle of pleasure until she realized that the machine had turned off. 

    Val had spent her entire life worrying about things. It was an unfortunate side effect of being so smart. She would worry about school, friends, her job. She was always thinking about what she could do better or differently or if she was doing something wrong. Now... she didn't think of anything. She felt her pussy throb and pinched her hard nipples. She gasped and giggled and moved her body in any way that felt good. If Val could think, she would say that she was enjoying being free of all the baggage and being allowed to simply feel good. She couldn't think, however. She was too horny, and the radiation had scrambled her DNA, causing her brain to reshape itself. This new Val knew one thing... being horny felt reeaaallllyyyy good. Somewhere in her mind, she was also aware that this machine had allowed her to feel good, so without any more thought, she got up, turned on the machine and allowed it's wonderful pleasure to flow into her.

    Val's DNA was rewriting itself. Her mind was being rewired to make her feel good and it knew one easy way to feel good. Her tits grew, her body became toned, and her mind filled with thoughts of sex. Val wasn't aware of any of this. She only knew that she needed to keep rubbing her pussy, that she needed to cum again and again and again. She wasn't sure how many times she got up to turn the machine on, but eventually she passed out, dreaming of filling her pussy with fat cocks and cumming into other girl's pussies. 

    She woke up feeling good. Not a single thought in her sexy little head. She giggled to herself and stretched her new body. Her tits jiggled as she got up from the table. She grabbed her old shirt and put it on as best she could around her new, firm breasts. Feeling the fabric over her nipples caused them to grow hard and she absent-mindedly rubbed her pussy, her new mind and body focused on one thing. Gone were the thoughts of groundbreaking research or changing the world. The Val, who studied DNA sequencing two days ago, was gone. In her place was a gorgeous nympho who could only think of one thing: feeling good.