Kang Cheonhu's Conspiracy ⑦: Song Jia-e's Complete Kaijin Transformation - 23
Poor Song Jia-e had been fully kaijinized in Kang Cheonhu's secret research facility. Her entire body was dyed a deep purple, sprouting a bizarre tail and bat-like wings of leathery membrane. Anyone who saw her would mistake her for a monster rather than a human. She had truly become a kaijin.
"Crackle. Song Jia-e. How do you feel now?"
Kang Cheonhu, gazing at the kaijinized Song Jia-e, tossed the question her way now that her mutation into a kaijin was complete. Having reduced her to this state, he grinned in satisfaction at her transformed appearance.
"Hauung. I feel like I'm about to float away. My body's so refreshed. It's like I've been reborn."
Song Jia-e shared the same satisfaction. The transformation process had been agonizing, but with every cell in her body replaced by entirely new ones, she now felt an exhilarating lightness surging through her, as if she might drift off into the air.
"Heh heh heh. Of course it feels like you've been reborn. The monster's essence completely remade your body. You've come back to life as a succubus kaijin!"
"Hauung. Yes. Vitality is overflowing from every part of me."
Park Jeongcheol explained that she had been reborn as a succubus kaijin. And indeed, Song Jia-e could feel that boundless vitality coursing through her. Nearing middle age, her original body had lost much of its vigor, but kaijinization had restored it beyond her youthful prime, boosting her strength and stamina to extraordinary levels.
"Yeah. How's that reborn feeling treating you?"
"My whole body feels light. Like a feather ready to take flight. Hohohot."
With her strength and stamina skyrocketing, Song Jia-e perceived her body as lighter than ever before. She giggled uncontrollably, a silly smile creeping across her face without her realizing it. Even her earlier resistance to becoming a kaijin now seemed utterly foolish.
"Heh heh heh. I'll release the restraints, so get up. Go on, undo them."
"Aah. Eut-"
At Park Jeongcheol's order, the assistant standing by flipped the switch. The restraints binding Song Jia-e all sprang open. Unfamiliar with her altered flesh, she rose unsteadily, wobbling a bit.
"Haaa...."
Song Jia-e's new form as a succubus kaijin was utterly shocking. Her purple-tinted skin exuded a demonic allure, yet every blemish and fine wrinkle had vanished, leaving it as smooth as silk. It gleamed as if slicked with oil. Her large breasts and hips—befitting a woman nearing middle age, they had sagged ever so slightly—now thrust upward firm and perky, without a hint of droop.
Combining a mature woman's seductive charm with youthful tautness, Song Jia-e had become far more captivating than before her kaijinization. The purple skin was one thing, but the bat-like membranous wings fluttering from her back and the heart-shaped tail tapering to a sharp point from her rear made it unmistakably clear to anyone: she was a monster-human hybrid, a kaijin.
"Heh heh heh. Perfect success. Her figure's taut as ever, and the human and monster factors blended just right into a perfectly stable kaijin. This turned into quite the successful work."
Park Jeongcheol cackled, reveling in satisfaction over the work he'd created by kaijinizing Song Jia-e. For this pervert who got off on modifying humans, crafting such pieces was pure ecstasy.
"Kukuku. The kaijinization's flawless, but she can't exactly stroll back into society looking like that. Guess I'll just 'disappear' her?"
Kang Cheonhu muttered to himself as he eyed Song Jia-e. Her complete kaijin form gave him a fleeting moment of pause—there was no way to release her into the world like this. But it wasn't much of a dilemma. He casually invoked "disappearance processing."
Making a person or two vanish—even a famous celebrity like Song Jia-e—was no big deal for him.
"Heh heh heh. No need to worry. Song Jia-e. Use your mimicry ability. Mimicry into human form."
"Yes. Mimicking now."
At Park Jeongcheol's command, Song Jia-e's appearance shifted in an instant. Her wings and tail shrank, sinking into her body like melting away, while her purple skin reverted to its original pale tone. Her perky breasts and hips, along with skin so glossy it practically sparkled with moisture, remained unchanged—making her even more stunningly beautiful than before kaijinization.
"Kuku. Handy."
"Without mimicry, it'd be a hassle. That's why I injected factors to awaken that specific ability. She can reveal her kaijin form whenever she wants."
"Well done."
The mimicry ability allowed kaijins—hybrids of monster and human—to temporarily suppress their monster traits and present a purely human facade. It was common among kaijins of sufficient level.
"Kukuku. Song Jia-e. How's it feel to be a succubus kaijin?"
"Yes, Master Kang Cheonhu. Thank you so much for turning me into a kaijin."
"Weren't you bawling your eyes out, begging not to become one just moments ago? Feeling different now?"
"I'm sorry. I was such a fool back then. I had no idea becoming a kaijin would feel this good."
When Kang Cheonhu asked how it felt, Song Jia-e went so far as to thank him for making her a kaijin. It was a total reversal from the terrified, sobbing wreck she'd been moments earlier.
"The obedience factor we implanted in Song Jia-e is working perfectly. Can't have her gaining kaijin powers and turning on us."
The obedience factor compelled a kaijin to absolute loyalty toward its master. Park Jeongcheol had ensured she wouldn't flee or rebel once empowered. And the target of that obedience? Kang Cheonhu himself.
(Ahh.... So that's why my mind changed—the obedience factor. But it feels so good, I don't care.)
Hearing Park Jeongcheol's words, Song Jia-e realized the factor had bound her in absolute obedience to Kang Cheonhu. But with her loyalty now total, not even a flicker of resistance stirred within her. She'd already been broken into slavish submission through Kang Cheonhu's conditioning—out of pleasure and terror—but she'd retained some basic human emotions. Now, those were erased; her mind was wholly his slave.
"Kukuku. Even if she did rebel, some low-grade kaijin like this is no threat. I could just waste her."
Kang Cheonhu showed little interest in the obedience factor. In today's society, kaijins were treated no differently than monsters. If Song Jia-e went berserk, he could slay her as a "hero" without repercussions.
"Heh heh heh. To me, she's a fine work after a long time without one."
Even Park Jeongcheol viewed Song Jia-e as just another "work" of his creation.
"So, what kind of power does succubus Song Jia-e pack? In rank terms."
"Hard to equate kaijin and hero abilities one-to-one, but I'd peg her at around B-rank."
"Hmph. Fun enough as a plaything, but not useful yet."
Kang Cheonhu inquired out of curiosity about her capabilities, then showed clear disappointment at Park Jeongcheol's B-rank assessment. For a product of massive investment in this secret lab, it was underwhelming. Human-to-kaijin conversion was groundbreaking tech, sure—but a B-rank outcome hardly justified the cost.
"S-Sorry. Starting from a regular civilian base has its limits...."
"Kukuku. Got it. We'll secure better test subjects soon enough."
Park Jeongcheol was hinting they'd need more than a civilian base for stronger kaijins. Kang Cheonhu flashed a predatory grin, boldly reassuring him.