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“Migiwa, I’ve got a lot of tea left over from my little impromptu meeting with Kamikoshi-kun. I don’t mind it cold so I’ll probably just stick it in the fridge and bring it home with me when I leave tonight, but did you want some before I do?”A few moments ago Migiwa had been pouring over vacation requests from both the Dark Science Labs faculty and employees of the pharmaceutical offices that acted as their front operation. Then there had been a knock at the door and Tsuji had appeared, toting a half full glass pot of aromatic tea.“That sounds delightful right about now, thank you.” He said, standing and getting a mug from the small coffee station he kept in his office. “Did Kamikoshi-san leave early? You sure seem to have an awful lot left.”“Oh no, she’s an absolute treat! We just got to talking and forgot about it is all.”“Oh well, that’s good” Migiwa said, relief obvious in his voice. “I must admit I was afraid you might have clashed a little. She seems to be a touch suspicious when it comes to new people and you can tend to be… hmm”“Suspicious?” She supplied, beaming.“I was going to say… intense,” Migiwa added diplomatically.Tsuji shrugged. “Well she wouldn’t be wrong. I can’t imagine anyone working here who doesn’t have something sketchy going on. We’ve still got a teenager locked in the basement after all.”“Yes, I was actually discussing Miss Runa’s situation with Kamikoshi-san before you took her. I don’t suppose you’d like an update?”Tsuji was already on her way out the door. “No no, I’ll just get huffy again. I shouldn’t have even brought her up. I’ve worked for you long enough to trust you’ll get it all sorted out so no need to give myself a headache over the whole thing. I’ll be in the warehouse if you need me ta-taaa~”And with that, Migiwa was left alone once more in his office, with nothing but his paperwork, and now a nice cup of fragrant tea. He brought it up under his nose to appreciate the pleasant aroma and allow the steam to warm his face. Even though it was almost summer, the basement floors of DS Labs always seemed to carry a damp chill. Of course the actual medical and research facilities had climate controls, but perhaps it couldn’t hurt to get some dehumidifiers and space heaters for the few offices that were occupied down here. It was a small thing to improve comfort, and with so little staff actually down here, he could afford to be a little flexible with the budget. He decided to make up a budget plan to have some by fall once he had time away from the work he had already been doing.He took a deep sip of tea and set the cup down as he pulled up the next bit of paperwork. He was glad Tsuji had thought to offer him the drink, as it proved to taste as good as it smelled, the fruity sweetness a rejuvenate against the long day of pushing pencils. The warmth of the beverage spread all throughout him as if the subterranean chill had never been there at all.In fact, Migiwa thought he might have in fact imagined the cold as the heat of the tea kept building inside him, quickly becoming uncomfortable. He loosened the collar of his suit and put a hand to his head to steady himself, overcome with dizziness from the sudden fever. There was a sensation over his scalp halfway between itching and burning followed by something tickling at his hand. It took him a moment to realize, his hair was growing? The ashy black curls of his bangs pushed into his peripheral vision as the heat mounted within him and spread out through his whole body.Migiwa’s skin felt like it was burning and clinging too tight to their body. He fumbled at the buttons of his suit jacket, trying to free some of the trapped heat. Once they managed to finally shuck it off, their arms felt exhausted and were slick with sweat. They loosened their tie with one hand and grabbed some tissue with the other, and tried to towel off some of the sweat. To his mounting alarm he discovered that the skin and hair of his arms had become much lighter and softer, the Mayan text of his tattoos now standing out even more than they usually might.Before he had time to process that change he was struck with a sudden flare of heat in his chest. He bent over his desk and struggled to breath through the sudden pain as it felt as though something was pulling on his chest. She braced an arm against the desk and one against her chest, her eyes squeezed shut and teeth gritted as the pain rolled through her. There was a soft press against the arm holding her chest as a pair of soft, fleshy mounds slowly pushed their way free. As they continued to grow out Migiwa grabbed hold of the edge of her desk with both hands, dropping the newly growing breasts and allowing them to bounce free, the motion popping the top button off her shirt. She made a small strangled noise in the back of her throat as they seemed to settle and the heat moved on to other parts of her body.She wasn’t surprised when the next parts of her that flared with heat were, lower down. It started building in her abdomen and slowly bleed downwards through her thighs and nethers, and then further still into her legs and feet. Underneath the burning heat was a second, equally uncomfortable sensation of muscle and fat shifting and rearranging its shapes that made Migiwa squirm. She was so caught up in the discomfort that she almost failed to notice the growing hollowness in her crotch. Alarmed, she slid a hand down the front of her pants in time to discover that her penis and testicles were retreating back inside her, leaving a new opening in their place.Migiwa slapped her other hand over her mouth in shock. Her insides churned and her vision swam. The heat built once more in her throat, similar to when she had first imbibed the tea, but now much more intense. She struggled to breath, she was choking, although whether it was in panic or on some real obstruction she couldn’t tell. She loosened her tie further and felt at her throat, feeling the writhe of tendon under her fingers as her adam’s apple disappeared and with gentle, quiet POP, everything stopped at once.She collapsed onto her desk, panting and shivering. Her muscles ached in every part of her from the ordeal of the transformation. The heat slowly died across her skin and she felt cold all over. What had happened was plainly obvious from what she could tell about her new body and could wait to be resolved later, how it had happened was a much more pressing concern in her mind at the moment.She clicked on the intercom and dialed the line for the artifacts warehouse. It rang for a few tense seconds before a voice came through on the speaker phone.“Migiwa? You need something?” Tsuji said from the other end.“Tsjui-” Her voice cracked. Her previously bassy voice was now more of a soft tenor. She cleared her throat and did her best to recreate her old voice as she tried again. “Something… has occurred. The situation seems stable but it’s somewhat of an emergency. Please return to my office to discuss further.”“Umm, shit okay. You need me to bring anything with me?”“What remains of the pot of tea you brought me earlier if you could please.”“Huh? The-”“Thank you Tsuji, I will see you shortly!”A note of nervousness had begun creeping into her voice as she kept talking and Tsuji seemed to catch it as she gave a curt “be right down” and left it at that.With nothing else she could think to do, Migiwa sat in her office, trying to clean some of her sweat off with more tissues and waited.