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 c...
