Title: Modified: Lunar Medical Book 1
Author: Amy J Hamilton
Genre: Erotic Sci Fi
Dayton Bracknell, Clueless Guy in Charge, is reluctantly heading up the Alliance’s unfinished medical facility on a moon. Although away from impending war and a virus on the planet, Day is thoroughly not enjoying the responsibility thrust upon him. The scientists are genetically modifying humans into super soldiers. As you do. But that’s OK, he knows how to tweak vending machine settings-it’s pretty much the same thing, surely?
The next intake of volunteers and prisoners are due to arrive for their modifications. Because putting weapons into the hands of convicts is clearly a splendid idea. Not only do the team have to deal with the sudden lack of comms to the planet, there’s the curious side effect of outstanding libido in the successful Candidates. They may rival Day’s own appetites. Unlikely, he thinks, but still possible.
Questions remain-can he keep it together, contain the first unsuccessful set of candidates that have gone rogue, get new soldiers back to the planet and find someone to sleep with?
Modified is a work of erotic fiction and as such contains explicit sexual content with body parts and everything.
Dayton sat at the technological monstrosity that was his desk. His personal torture of the moment was a private message he’d received from the planet a few days ago. There was an accompanying dull ache in the centre of his chest. He rubbed at it with his hand as if that would help. He swallowed at the lump in his throat. That didn’t help either. For his own peace of mind, he ceased watching the message and forced himself into denial. Procrastination was becoming his hobby of choice. He rubbed his itchy palms against his trouser legs.
Isolated on a structure dug into a moon, Day had a vague idea of the political state of the planet, Enceffia below. Above, below, wherever the hell it was. Despite everything associated with moon living he was safer where he was rather than back on the ground. He tried to push visions of the planet’s virus outbreak and bombings further from his mind. And the endless talk of war. As if the last war wasn’t bad enough.
He muttered incoherently to himself, well aware that this other stress induced habit was escalating. He visualized extremists bombing similar Enceffia based facilities. The human experiments that were being performed on so called volunteers were big global news.
“And now we’re getting the bloody prisoners” he said. The communication had confirmed that they were going through with what Day considered to be the most ill-advised venture yet. Send convicted murderers to the moon to be “treated” in return for reduced sentences. Because that’s going to end well.
He hit replay on an earlier news loop.
“A medical facility in the capital where human experiments took place has been partially destroyed by a bomb in the early hours of this morning. Widely seen as the way forward in developing a vaccine against the DH strains of the so-called Four Horsemen virus, the vaccine was incorporated into genetic enhancements administered to the subjects in the facility. The number of casualties is expected to be high; the bomb hit the habitation area of the facility.” Behind the ever handsome Duncan was pictorial evidence of the carnage.
“The human experiments are taking place at a time where both global agreement and opposition exists. Due to the growing unrest some of the experiments have since been moved to an incomplete moon facility Lunar Medical 1.”
“That’s us” Day muttered. As soon as life support was viable on the moon, the facility it had seen occupation.
“Take care down there Dunc” Day switched off the mid-air screen with the flick of his wrist. He snorted with surprise when the action worked.
Amy J Hamilton feels around 450 years old and is probably mostly sane. When she is not inhabiting her own weird world she lives in the not so tropical SE of England. Amy or AJ to absolutely no-one runs her own tiny ickle business (that’s little for those that don’t speak weird.) Her husband and two kids seem to tolerate her fairly well. The family has a selection of small non humans in enclosures in the house that Amy speaks to on a daily basis. So far they have yet to communicate with her. Except for the bearded dragon, those conversations are legendary.
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