The dictaphone

"Thanks." Mary said to the man in the office with her "While you work on the energy problem, I have some files waiting for my attention."

"Of course Dr Juno, I was just making sure you had everything you needed." the man said before he left, leaving Mary alone in her office. She grinned, looking through the window of her office. North Pole. Doctor and director of a scientific base. The dictaphone knew how to make things interesting and write a nice story behind every record.

At first, Mary had just recorded the previous change to be alone and quiet, and have the opportunity to think before she went right to the fun. But now, she wanted to know a little more about her situation. She searched through her desk, and found indeed files about her researches. If she was here, at least, she should know why.

Mary quickly found out papers about what she was doing there : results of experiments on old micro organisms living only at North Pole, the reason why she had to live on this base far away from everything. Mary sighed. So, that was what she was doing there. Didn't sound really exciting to her. Maybe she should just use the dictaphone and teleport herself in a brand new place, with a younger body and...

The woman stopped. She thought about how Teri changed. How Greg changed. Both could have, if they had wanted to, changed into other persons and have their fun, but the two of them wanted their changes to be noticed. So people knew just how incredible they were. The idea was quite appealing, indeed... and Mary could even feel the burn of the jealousy inside her, from when her daughter became a giant sex spot, and Greg returned to his 20's as a pillar of strength and manliness. Now, they were back to normal... and Mary was the one who could change.

Mary sat comfortably in the small chair of her office, looking down at the file open in front of her. She then placed the dictaphone next to it.

"Okay, time to make this base of mine a lot more interesting."

She said, before she cleared her throat, and pressed the record button.

"This base isn't about researches on micro organisms from the North Pole. This is just its official mission. The truth under it is a lot more interesting : this base is a top secret project of the government, with very important funding, even if almost no one knows about it but a few top-ranked officials. The objective is to create a machine able to change the very body of any individual, which could incredibly boost our ability to infiltrate spies anywhere, help us create better soldiers for elite troops, and treat our wounded in incredible new ways. I'm the very responsible of this project, with full authority. The machine is quite advanced, and we now have a prototype. Only I know how to properly use it. But it's fully functional, even if we never tested it yet."

She pressed stop. And said "Now dictaphone, I trust you, write an interesting story about th..."

Mary stopped, as she felt strange. Like she had a cramp... but over her whole body. She felt her muscles moving, hardening... and she couldn't move for a second. While she was paralyzed, everything around her changed quite quickly : her office went from crowded with boxes and abandoned stuff to incredibly clean, the grey walls became covered with a light blue color, her chair grew under her, and simply, the whole office turned from "Office from a scientific mission in the North Pole" to "Office of a top officer on a military base".

"Aah!" Mary said as her body responded again. She looked around, impressed at what just happened, and indeed, she was now in the office of a base with a lot more funding... everything was clear and perfect. And it was nicely warm in here despite the storm out there. Mary took off her big coat... and looked down in awe at herself.

Her clothes had changed. She was wearing a white top and military trousers. Between her C cups hanged the medallions of any army member. She was officially in the army now?! Well, it made sense considering how top secret this project was... they wouldn't just give it to any civilian. But as she looked down, she realized her body seemed slightly more toned. She could feel some abs down there, and even invisible biceps under her skin, hard, but not visible. Muscles of a woman training on a regular basis. A military woman.

"Damn... that's amazing! What did you do, this time, dictaphone?" Mary asked, looking at the small device.

Mary looked behind her and saw new pictures of herself in the army, training in the middle of men, and even fighting in close combat during a training session against a big man she was pushing to the ground. The image of herself dominating a big man made her smile. Yes, she loved it. This was perfect in her office.

She searched more through her desk, and just like if the dictaphone had heard her asking it to write a good story, she found her own personal file from the army.

She read the cover "Dr Mary Juno - Rank : Colonel."

"Colonel!" she exclaimed "Colonel Juno... sounds cool!" she smiled "From the good quiet wife prisoner of a boring life and tyranized by her own daughter to colonel and scientist in a top secret base... things are going better and better!"

She opened the file and read. Again, the first part of her life was still the same : quiet girl, good student, meeting her future husband Donald just after college, then having two kids called Teri and Louis... and from then, the dictaphone had worked its magic. Mary divorced, and the file, quite complete, indicated she was fleeing her boring life. She returned to university to study biomolecular physics, and meanwhile, trained a lot to recover after having two kids. There were even stolen pictures of her in there, while training on the campus, taken by the army before they officially contacted her : a useful brain, a trained body, the army wanted her. Mary, interested by the idea of serving her country and maybe live some adventures, accepted to work for the army. They paid her all she needed until she had her doctorate, and then, sent her to their research department. Mary did great developing new means to help wounded on the battlefield, like bandages helping to heal faster or suppress the pain, and so on. She was good. Very good. So she easily progressed in the army, and was affected to projects more and more confidential. Each time, she did well. She even trained with the special forces to gain more authority on the men she was in charge of, and the picture above her desk of her winning a fight against a big soldier was from there. Eventually, Mary reached the rank of colonel. She was working on some space project when the Pentagon offered her to work on a top secret project. They wanted her to work on body reconstruction, both for wounded, spies and soldiers in need of a perfect body. A project so secret only a handful of people knew about it. Not even the President. She was sent to a base at the North Pole with soldiers selected for their loyalty. Mary had all authority on them. And considering the secrecy of the project : even the right of life and death."

"That's full authority, dictaphone... nice story you wrote there!" she said, patting the device like a dog "I love the idea of being in charge after feeling so tired and dominated by my own daughter. Now, about this machine..."

Mary placed the dictaphone in one of the numerous pockets of her army trousers, grabbed a vest hanging near her chair, and smiled at it was a green military vest showing her colonel rank and with "Colonel M. Juno" written over it. Then, she left her office, meeting outside long, white corridors, with soldiers guarding all the doors, saluting her when she walked past them. "Colonel!" they said, making Mary smile with pride.

She walked around the base, which wasn't that big so it didn't look too suspicious, and eventually, at the center, found the test room. A vast room, full of lights, machines and soldiers, with at the center, a large cube made of glass, with some kind of laser cannon pointed at it. A few assistants of her were moving around, studying numbers on screens, and one of them approached her, but not before it saluted her in the usual, military way.

"Colonel Juno! Here is the report you called for yesterday. The seal we used the device on last week is in perfect health. The change you did to him, sending him from 5 years old to 2 months old is stable. The animal is back to its prime youth, yet still has its memories and intelligence from his normal state. The prototype worked on an animal, your theory is confirmed, congratulations. Now, we'll have to find a human test subject if we want to go further, colonel."

"Don't worry." smiled Mary, looking at the machine "Asking for a test subject would need too much time. I have a solution to that."
"You do, colonel?"
"Yes. You're going to test this machine. On me." she smiled...

The man looked frightened, but knew she had the right to kill him here and there if he were to disobey. He saluted again, leaving Mary to her ideas...