Marilyn looks up and "You are a bit slow on that. The breast-vored girls did reform. I'm running them thru some tests in the main lab right now. Then we will need to do quite a bit of testing and research. If we can figure out why they came back from the breast and didn't from the machine, we have a major breakthru on our hands."

At this point the school bell sounds. "School's out for the day." Rita acknowledges. "I'll be back 1st thing in the morning."

"Whoa" counters Marilyn. "Your day is not near done. You remember I said you are to do your utmost to keep the laboratory specimens healthy and happy."

"Yes. So?" Then Rita notices the lab rats are drawing near, and have hungry looks on their faces...

"Wait a minute. You are not saying I'm to let them eat me?"

"Of course I am. Any time you are not busy with science, you make sure the specimens are well fed or otherwise take care of their needs. Now I have a pretty full schedule of science during the day and there won't be time to be eaten. But science is done for the day and now you are food."

"But I'm a T.A., one of the top girls in the school. I had to beat out a dozen other girls to get this position. You expect me to let myself be scarfed down like some frosh?"

"I expect you to do all you can to advance science, and I can replace a T.A. a lot easier than I can get additional specimens. So you are to do all you can to take care of the ones we have, and that means personally attending to their diet."

Casually slipping out of her lab coat to reveal a fine figure, Marilyn consults her clipboard and says "54867 & 54869, it's your turns." Tempest, a brunette with a tendency to show off her quite substantial set, and Dorothy, a blond who might be the lass who pouts the most about being here, step forward, drooling.