The Bride of Dr. Amastein
By Spitfire



Sometimes men delve in things they have no business in. They believe that with
enough knowledge, they can actually play God. I had been one of those men. I
had been experimenting with reviving lab animals after they had been
chirogenically frozen. I had achieved great success in this and should have
left well enough alone. But my desire to do the impossible, the unthinkable
and the unspeakable overpowered my common sense and my moral responsibility. I
began to experiment with these animals and switching their body parts, while
frozen and then reviving them. I finally decided to advance to my primate
subjects. I switched arms, legs even eyes! All of which I achieved
successfully! It was then I decided to do the unthinkable, the unspeakable. I
was able to successfully decapitate 2 chimpanzees that I had mad from clones,
switch their heads and revive them. They were able to function normally, they
did however seem to be terribly confused. They were obviously used to being in
their other bodies and felt foreign being in another animal's body. I finished
my research and logging in my findings that night about 2:45 a.m. I went over
to the couch and went to sleep.

Just as I was able to fall asleep, I got a phone call from Valley General
Hospital informing me that my wife Jennifer was involved in a serious car
accident and her injuries were life threatening and they wanted consent to do
whatever they had to do to save her. I gave them consent and then got into my
car and rushed to the hospital. As I watched the emergency crew move her into
intensive care, I feared that she was going to die or the best-case scenario,
knew she was never going to be the same. Her spinal cord was severed in 3
places. She had irreparable damage to her lungs, liver and most of her other
internal organs. Her legs were both amputated below the knee. Her head trauma
wasn't really all that bad, but she was in shock from her numerous other
injuries and still unconscious. After 18 hours of surgery, she was placed on
life support systems. It was killing me to see her lying there like that. She
always told me never to let her live if ever something like this happened to
her. She would rather I pull the plug on her. At best if she were to ever
regain consciousness, she would be a paraplegic from the neck down, and have
to have kidney dialysis and spend the rest of her days in an iron lung. Not
much of an existence for her, but I just couldn't bring myself to pull the
plug. This is what had led me to make the decision to do the unthinkable.

Once her head trauma had healed, I convinced the hospital administrator to
allow me to take her back to my home. I assured him that due to my being a
physician, she would be able to receive adequate medical care and that I would
hire a nurse to help take care of her. He agreed. Once home, I extracted her
DNA from a vile of her blood. I immediately took this back to my lab. I had
been doing extensive work with DNA, cloning and other research. Using somatic
cell nuclear transfer, I transferred genetic material from the nucleus of
Jennifer's breast cell nucleus, and thus its genetic material, had been
removed. Within 2 weeks of working night and day, I was able to isolate her
DNA and sequence her genes. I then started building her chain protein cells
needed and place her cells into the embryonic czicher chamber. A few days
later I could see her headless embryo growing. At the present rate, it would
be several years before I could even do anything with her clone, so I made the
decision to speed up the rate of aging and growth. Within a few days later her
relative body cell age was that of a 6-year-old girl. I started electrical
stimulus on her muscles to develop her body. Without this stimulus, the body
would be virtually useless because it certainly wouldn't get any exercised
otherwise. According to my calculations the full-grown body at my wife's
current age of 28 would take 2 more weeks to develop. With this done I was
able to concentrate my efforts on my wife's head.

After extensive testing I found that she was gradually loosing brain function.
Within 2 weeks she could possibly loose enough to have 10% loss or more. She
could possibly loose enough to become a vegetable. That wasn't an option at
this point and I decided to do something drastic! Drastic? What am I saying?
As if making a headless clone of your wife, then sewing her head onto it
wasn't drastic enough? In any case I had to try something to speed up the
process.

I didn't want to speed up the aging process because it would be too difficult
to slow it down after the clone/donor merging process. I didn't want to merge
her 28-year-old brain with a 56-year-old version of her clone body. I made a
harsh decision to accelerate her growth until her clone was the right size for
merging. I went back to the iron lung and prepared my wife. I had acquired a
cryogenic chamber from the local sperm bank and decided to suspend her in it
temporarily until she was ready for merge. I set up my equipment to sound an
alarm to sound when the clone's size was optimum for merge. I had stopped all
growth and aging treatments a few days prior so the process would balance out
and normal growth and aging would continue. The cloned body was now 14 years
old and a few inches shorter than my wife's old body. I went over to my couch
to get some sleep before I had to perform the procedure. Then at 2:00 a.m. the
alarm went off. The clone was now the exact size of my wife's body. I readied
her brain and head for the merge. After 2 days straight of working in 36
degree temperatures keeping her in hypothermia to slow blood flow etc. After a
surge of high voltage electricity was passed through her whole body, the merge
was complete. My wife's head, neck and for all practical purposes, her soul
was now attached to a 14 year old clone of her old body. Now all that was left
to do was to wait.wait for signs of life!

Within a few days, she started to have REM's. Her brain activity was
increasing and she was just on the edge of consciousness. Friday 5:30 a.m.,
she regained consciousness. She called, "Vladimir, what happened to me? Am I
going to be okay?" I jumped up, embraced her and said, "Yes Jennifer, you're
going to be just fine!" "What is going on here?" she demanded. "Why do I feel
so strange? Am I paralyzed?" They she slowly moved her feet, her arms and sat
up very slowly. I smiled in relief seeing that she was able to move in her new
body. Then she looked down at her breasts. "What the hell happened to me? Did
they cut my tits off?" She tore open her gown and looked for scars. I
explained what had transpired. Your old body was damaged beyond repair. I had
cloned your old body and merged you into the clone. She got up and looked down
at her body. Then she looked at me and began hitting and kicking me. "How
could you do this to me! I'm not one of your fucking lab animals! You've
turned me into some kind of freak!" She screamed. I explained, "I couldn't
live without you and had to keep you alive, so I cloned you and then
transferred your head and brain to a headless clone of you. Then I led her
over to the table where her limp, lifeless old body lay in the chamber table.
"You had numerous injuries, your spinal cord was severed in 3 places. You had
irreparable damage to her lungs, liver and most of her other internal organs.
Your legs were both amputated below the knee. At best if you were to ever
regain consciousness, you would be a paraplegic from the neck down, and have
to have kidney dialysis and spend the rest of your days in an iron lung. I
couldn't bear for you to live that way and I couldn't bring myself to pull the
plug on you! If you hate me, so be it. I did what I felt compelled to do."

Jennifer looked at me and then started crying as she looked at her badly
mangled body. Suddenly she realized that she wasn't one of my experiments and
that I actually only did this to save her life. Then she said, "Vlad, I don't
mean to sound ungrateful, but why did you merge me with a 14 year old version
of my body?" I explained that due to the fact she was loosing brain activity,
I didn't want to take the chance and wait until her cloned body had reached
full term.

I had to merge her head onto her new body at the first possible chance or risk
brain damage. Then she sat back down on the bed, shaking her head and said,
"Fourteen, why fourteen! I have the same body as when I was 14? Shit I was a
still a virgin then and I was a late bloomer! Do you mean to tell me that I'll
have to go through all of that over again! She stood up and said, "My body is
14? She looked at me, as if to compare heights and said, "I was much shorter
than this at 14. I mean, sure as an adult I was 5'5" tall, but at 14, I was
maybe 4'10" or so! I had a growth spurt at 14 and like I said I was a late
bloomer. I finally stopped growing at the age of 17. And I don't remember
having this kind of muscle tone and firmness then either! But I'm not
complaining. I thought my old body was kind of flabby anyway!"

Jennifer was adjusting well to her new body. She began to exercise lightly and
even starting to act like her old self. A few days later the scars where I
merged her body and head were fading. Within a week they had all but
disappeared. It was also becoming very apparent Jenny wasn't joking about her
growth spurt at 14. Two few weeks later, I noticed she was the same height as
me! She was also starting to fill out! She noticed we were able to see eye to
eye now and asked me to measure her. She got up on the scale and I raised the
bar to the top of her head.

"You're 5'7" tall now Jennifer! You're the same size as I am!" I said. She
smiled and said, "Wow, I always dreamed of being taller and now I guess its
coming true. That night we made love for the first time since the accident. It
was a whole new experience for both of us! For one thing, she was a virgin
again! She also felt so firm and her skin was so soft. It also felt strange
that she was the same size as me! That was also changing though. I shouldn't
have gotten used to it. A few more weeks later she noticed that she was the
same height as me in her bare feet and I was wearing shoes. It seemed to turn
both of us on. I didn't mind that she was becoming taller and she was
certainly enjoying the fact that she had become more aggressive when we made
love.

A year later.

Jennifer was now 6' tall and weighed 170 lbs. She was also becoming stronger.
I was starting to become intimidated by the fact she may even be stronger than
me! For some reason it was also arousing me! She was not only growing up but
she was growing out too. She already was at her adult bust size of 36C. She
had grown more than her original growth spurt and because of this I did some
research. Upon review of my notes I found that I had mistakenly gave her
cloned body 3 times the amount of growth hormones needed. From my
calculations, her body was growing at 3 times the rate it was when she was 14.
If her previous growth was any indication, she was going to grow another 14"!
This would make her final height 7'2" tall and who knows how big her breasts
were going to get! Suddenly my heart started beating faster. Within another 2
years my wife would be 17" taller than me, and a hell of a lot stronger! I
knew I shouldn't keep these facts from her but I didn't' want to tell her
either. I knew she wouldn't be too happy with the fact that she wouldn't quit
growing until she was 7'2" tall! I broke the news to her as I was watching her
workout on the bench press. She swallowed hard. Then she stood up. She grabbed
my collar and pulled me to my feet. Then she looked down at me, smiled and
said, "Do you mean to tell me that I'm actually going to get even bigger? You
know I always wondered what it would be like to be taller, stronger and bigger
than you! Now I guess I don't have to wonder anymore! I hated being such a
short girl when I was 14 and fantasized about what it would be like to be
bigger and taller than the people that bullied me around. That includes you!
Having me cook, clean, wash your clothes and on top of that you expected me to
be able to look like a fitness model. This little science experiment of yours
has benefited me beyond my wildest dreams! Not only have you given me life,
you've given me a new life!

I have never felt better.ever! I have never been this strong and if I say
myself.sexy. I mean look at my long, shapely legs and my tits are the same
size as they were before but without any sagging! She was right, her knockers
defied gravity! They were so big to just jut out on her chest like that.just
one advantage of having a 15 year old body! She looked down and saw how hard I
was getting and started playing with her nipples. I could see them getting
harder and swelling as she caressed them. I was getting even harder and she
rubbed the front of my pants then said, "I see you don't mind how I've been
growing either! Do you think you can still handle me when I'm 7'2"?" "I hope
so!" I said timidly. She smiled and said, "Oh you better do more than hope! If
you need to you'll get some help, you know the little blue pill?" Then she
drew a little circle on my chest and led me into the bedroom. She got
undressed and lay on the bed. Then I got on top of her. She rolled over and
got on top of me. Then she grabbed my hands and held them over my head. At
first I didn't try to move and then I decided to see if I could break free
from her grip. As much as I tried, I couldn't. This got her very excited. She
put me inside her and pumped me until I came. Then she wouldn't stop and I
actually screamed the first time I ever had during sex. She let go of my hands
and put hands underneath her hair and then pushed it up. She kneeled there
with a smile on her face. Then she slid her dripping wet pussy up my body and
pinned my arms down with her knees. Her pussy was an inch away from my mouth
and nose. "Eat me!" She said in a low sexy voice. I was a little wary of
eating her, especially after she had just finished working out and then I came
inside of her! She rose up and pushed her pussy on top of my nose and face,
suffocating me! She then told me that she'd let me breathe once I started
licking! I started licking her until she came all over my face. She pulled her
knees off my shoulders and said, "That's my good little husband! Now come into
the shower and wash me off." After that moment I knew that life as I knew it
was never going to be the same! The next day she decided we would alternate
household chores so she would have more time to exercise. I would cook one day
and then she would cook the next. I didn't like the trend I was seeing.

A year later.

As predicted, over the past year Jennifer had grown another 7" taller! At 6'7"
tall and 245 lbs. she was definitely an imposing figure! She is a whole foot
taller than me and started to realize how much stronger she was becoming. To
make matters worse, as her new body was merging with the old, her hormones
naturally started to also merge. She was constantly flirting with me and had
the sex drive of a rabbit! She wanted sex (not that I was complaining) 3-4
times a day! Then to top it off, her breasts were now 44DD and she knew how to
use them. She was very conscious of how tall and extremely sexy she had
become. She loved her new body and expressed her gratitude to me nightly! Due
to her younger hormones, she also started to act slightly childlike. She never
liked to wrestle around before, but she was also starting to love getting me
down on the floor and toying with me then finally wrapping her 40" legs around
me until I would say, "I give!" She got off on the fact that she was now much
bigger than me and could so easily dominate me. She knew she was rapidly
becoming the dominant one in the relationship and she was exploiting it!
Gradually she had all but ceased doing any household chores and I started
cooking dinner every night, then breakfast, until finally I was cooking every
meal every day and cleaning the house. Mostly, when she wasn't working out,
she sat around the house fixing her hair, painting her nails, listening to
music and watching T.V. She started adding to my already long list of tasks
and had me waiting on her hand and foot. And giving her full body massages.
She had me bath her in the tub and in the shower while she just sat/stood
there. Sometimes she takes the soap from me and starts to scrub me.

This is a sensuous pleasure I can't even begin to explain! When we make love
she rarely lets me on top because she loves to have her breasts sucked and I
can't reach her breasts and be inside of her at the same time if I'm on top.
She wakes me up all hours of the night for me to either fuck her or eat her
pussy. I could be in a deep sleep and she'll wake me up and pull me on top of
her. Then she'll shove my head down to her crotch and say, "Eat me, please!"
At her size I know better than to refuse her when she says please!

A year later.

Finally Goddess Jennifer has quit growing! She is now 7'2" tall, has 46" legs,
52GG breasts and weighs 315 lbs. She has all of the firmness of a 16-year-old
girl, the muscle tone of a female bodybuilder, the breasts of a porn star, the
legs of the tallest amazon and the sex drive of a nymphomaniac! Meanwhile I
have lost several pounds and some strength due to my increased workload. I
probably sleep around 4 hours a night if that. Jennifer eats off her plate and
then scoots her chair over to me and eats off of mine. Alternating bites
between her mouth and mine! She told me that it's her way of keeping me from
getting too fat now that I don't exercise as much! I think she's just doing it
to make me weaker so she can dominate me even more!

I live in an amazon fantasy world with her! I miss the days when I could carry
her into the bedroom and make love to her. Now all of that is just a memory!
Now she carries me into the bedroom when she wants sex. I'll be relaxing in
the chair and she'll walk up to me and scoop me up and carry me into the
bedroom. She then puts me into sexual positions I would never have imagined at
her old size. Her favorite now is when she stands up and spreads her legs.
Then she picks me up and shoves me into her. She bends over just enough for me
to reach her tits. She holds me there with just one hand and then rams me in
and out of her while she rubs her clit with her free hand until she comes.
Another one of her favorites is when she bends over in front of me and spreads
her legs wide enough for me to reach her standing on a stepstool in back of
her. Then she rubs her clit and caresses her breasts while I grab her by the
hips and pump her from behind. Other times she will be lying on the couch
watching T.V. and take her sweat pants off, spread her legs and clear her
throat. I know what she wants and run over to her, bury my face in her pussy
and start licking her clit. She grabs the back of my head and grinds me into
her until she comes. Most of the time I'll end up with a bloody nose from her
grinding me against her pussy so hard! She does this sometimes 4-5 times a
day. On top of that there is my morning ritual of eating her pussy when she
wakes up and 2-3 times during the course of the night. This is the main reason
why a 30-year-old man has to take so much Viagra! If only I could tell the
female pharmacist down the road that when she gives me looks for buying it.