DREAMERY FIVE

COMING VERY SOON!

NEW FROM BRYAN ARTHUR, A TALE OF GENETIC ENHANCEMENT, SURREAL ENCOUNTERS, MEMORY DISTORTION AND MAGICAL WORLDS WHERE EVERYTHING IS NOT AS IT SEEMS. 

Prologue

Chrysy read her sister Dottie the ad out loud;

"Dreamery Five is searching for the right candidate for an upcoming project. If selected the parties are required to undergo a medical experimentation. Six months isolated service required for studies in viral infection. Free room and board, plus ten thousand dollars at end of six month service.

Call for interview 666-555-4444."

They had just been evicted, for nonpayment of rent, from their second apartment, and six months with a cold didn't sound half bad. The ten thousand dollars wasn't anything to sneeze at either.

"Let's see...," said Chrysy, her twin sister. "Ten thousand divided by six is. Shit. I can't divide without a calculator!"

"Here!" Dottie said handing her cell phone calculator to her sister.

Chrysy pushed the buttons and came up with a figure. "That's fifteen hundred a month! And with BOTH of us in, we would make twenty thousand dollars! That would be great! Let's check this out!"

They called the number and were directed to a drab building on the state university campus. The sign outside the building informed them it was 'Dreamery Five Research'. The air inside smelled of isopropyl alcohol, and reminded them of a hospital. They were put through a battery of tests that covered just about everything, including bust size and ketel strength. This seemed strange for viral research, but doctors were that way.

T

he doctor, Dr. Jenny Wolfe, a woman in her mid-fifties but still trim figured and green eyed looked them over.

"Twins! That is very exciting. It will be interesting to see if you are both effected the same way by the virus."

"You mean we're hired?!" Chrysy blurted out with obvious excitement in her voice.

"We will see what the test results yield. But yes, I do think we can use you." the doctor said with a quick smile. "What does your family think of this?"

"Oh, we aren't very close to our family..." Dottie started to say when Chrysy broke in with "We're orphans."

The twins had left home on their eighteenth birthdays, to escape the smothering life at home.

"Perfect.", the doctor said, adding, "You will be notified in two days. If the tests turn out well, be prepared to move into the research facility immediately." Then she turned away.

The next two days were very long. It seemed like they would wait forever. The experiment was all that Chrysy could talk about. Then they got the letter. It was the final day at their apartment and couldn't have come at a better time. They had been accepted. They were to be picked up in a van and taken to the experimental center at the same building they had been tested in.

Exactly like their first trip to the facility, the van took them a long way into the country. At last they rounded a curve and there was an old institutional looking building looming up behind a tall chain-link fence. The place used to be an asylum, but had now been converted into an experimental center. 

It looked very imposing and still had bars on the lower windows. But there was now a brightly colored logo, a scrollwork S with a bar through it and oblong dots inside each curve, and sign on the lawn proclaiming it as a Virus Research Facility.

When they arrived, a swirl of attendants met them at the door. The staff seemed very interested in them and followed their every move with interest. Their bags were taken and they were escorted to the orientation center. There they were briefed on the policies of the facility and given key card badges with their code numbers on them. "GEO-26A" was inscribed on Dottie's and "GEO-26B" was Chrysy's.

She wondered what GEO stood for.

They were led to a concrete cell for exposure to the virus. Once in the cell, they were stripped to their underwear and their wrists were securely fastened together. The wrist restraints were then attached to a strap that was attached to a motorized system in the ceiling of the chamber and they were hauled up to vertical position, their arms held comfortably over their heads. The girls didn't know what to expect, but it certainly wasn't this.

Dottie and her sister stood side by side. They were nearly naked, their wrists tied over their heads exposing their bodies. They stood there, feeling very naked and vulnerable. They looked each other over, they were identical twins. The concrete chamber was cool, and they were covered in goosebumps. Both were wore a white bra and cotton panties that tended toward prudish.

Behind them a heavy steel door opened, and a woman entered. She was completely covered in a skin tight pink spandex one piece outfit. She wore a smooth round heavy silver collar around her neck. And an emerald jewel embedded in the collar. She was very curvaceous; with a voluptuous figure, a bit more mature than the two trapped twins. Her bosom was surprisingly buoyant and jiggled seductively as she walked in spite of the spandex covering. She had a very pronounced pelvic mound that was threatening to swallow her outfit into the cleft between her thighs, brazenly making it seem obscene.

Talk about 'camel toe' Chrysy thought to herself.

'"My name is GEF" the voluptuous woman stated matter of factly. Pronouncing it like the male name Jeff.

Dottie became embarrassed by the closeness of the woman's body only to be captivated by her amazing eyes. Her eyes were Turquoise! They had a brilliant predatory gleam in them as the strange woman looked at the two helpless girls. The woman walked right up and stared directly into Dottie's eyes.

Dottie stared back, trying to see the telltale sign of colored contact lenses, but they weren't there.

"Your eyes! "Dottie said in amazement. 'They..."

Dottie never finished her sentence, the emerald gem in the silver collar began to shine, turning to the same color turquoise as GEF's eyes. The girls were drawn to the shining gem. To the twins, the world abruptly went black.