The Gene That Wore Black Lace - A Family Secret Rewritten

A new body, her curves, and a lace secret he
never expected to wear.

When a family’s science goes too far, secrets stop fitting in the basement — and start living on your skin.

Every family has that slightly mad scientist, and Nathan always knew Uncle Paul fit the role perfectly: surrounded by half-finished gadgets, unfinished prototypes, and dust that seemed capable of reproducing on its own. The mess, in fact, was one of the reasons Paul’s wife left him for someone “younger and less… cluttered.”

Nathan, on the other hand, hadn’t left anyone — he’d been abandoned by justice itself. Accused of a crime he didn’t commit, he needed to disappear. And when desperation knocks, even the strangest inventions in the family start to look like salvation.

Paul welcomed him with a sparkle in his eyes. Not because of Nathan’s predicament, but because he finally had a test subject — voluntary or not — for his newest and absolutely unregulated Genetic Reformatter. The machine claimed it could copy a biological blueprint and replicate it in another body. Simple in theory. Terrifying in practice.

With no better options, Paul used the only genetic sample he had on hand: a forgotten strand of hair from his ex-wife, Carol. A few clicks, a few zaps, and a suspicious symphony of mechanical noises later, the capsule opened. Nathan was gone — and in his place stood a flawless replica of Carol, down to the delicate features and the perfectly sculpted silhouette.

But the strangest part was still ahead.

After a shower, something Paul called “genetic memory echoes” began to surface. Movements that weren’t Nathan’s appeared naturally: the way the hair fell into place with a practiced touch, the instinct to enhance beauty with makeup, the easy familiarity in front of the mirror. And inside the closet, almost like a materialized memory, the black lace nightdress Carol used to wear — the one Paul had never really forgotten.

Nathan picked it up without thinking.

And in that moment, something inside him began to reorganize far more than the machine ever had.