"Yo Heartberry, I'm here, are you?" Steven called out as he walked into Connie's lab, not seeing the researcher anywhere. 

"Hey, Mister." Her voice rang out in a giggle.

"Where are you, Ni?" Steven inquired as he walked around the lab.

"Now that's the million-dollar question, isn't it..." Her voice taunted. "Not under the table."

Steven kissed his teeth as he stood straight, looking around, "Hmm? Is this a trick, you watching me from a screen in another la*-Hahahaha*-" his accusations were cut short by the feel of her tongue sliding across the back of his left ear.

"Hehehe.." 

Steven scoffed at the giggling as he turned and tried to find the source, "the hell?" The frustration was apparent in his voice, baffled at the mystery of his jambae." Now, where are you?" He complained as he sat on one of the two deep brown computer chairs in the lab.

"I am everywhere and nowhere." Connie's voice spoke from behind, causing him to spin around to no one. "I am everything and nothing." She teased again, causing him to turn once more...Finding no Connie insight. "I am...!"

Steven eyes widened as the chair stood vertically, tossing onto his feet before it began to feel humanly warm. 

The chair arms started to shift into that of a human being, hands and fingers all hugging him with palms on his pecs.

The back of the seat changed from cushion padding to a seductively toned and womanly torso, the feel of above modest breast and athletic stomach pressing against his back.

The actual seat, stand, and wheels of the chair turning into a pair of long and powerful yet salacious and supple hips, thighs, legs, and feet.

Just as Steven found his voice, he felt the ever so familiar nip on the mid of his back.

"Also, your seat." The newly transformed Connie nuzzled into him with a laugh.

Steven turned his head to look at the nude researcher in shock. "What. What. How!?"

Connie's grin grew as she stepped back so he can turn to face her. "Happy accident. You see, I'm trying to make splice gem coding with organic DNA."

"Trying, as in there are going to be more trials."

"Well, I have to perfect it."  She retorted, stretching her cheek to the other side of the room and letting snap back in place. "But so far so good, for at least the next 24 hours, I've gone full plastic man!"  She laughed.

Steven looked her up, down, and all-around, seeing no real difference. Still his beautiful and 'hearty' Connie, he woke up next to this morning. He slowly reached out, cautiously.

"Oh, come on, Mister." Heartberry took his wrists and pressed his hands upon her breast, taking a deep breath at the sudden sensitivity.

Steven squeezed the mounds taking note of the submissive malleability and resistant firmness, mixed with the very 'Connie' feel.  "Well, still very human, huh? Firmer yet more responsive," he moved to her ear and spoke in a teasing voice.  "You're hardening." 

"You're playing with my tits, Mister. What did you expect?"  

"Not to be so sensitive." He grinned, looking as she bit back a moan. "Interesting side effect."

"Wasn't when I was a chair...Ah! I was..mmm less sensitive than..usual... Possible stockpiled and dispersed Feedback..." She mewled. "Kiss, please!" she pleaded, getting what she desired as Steven took his hands from her breast and upon her hips, his lips kissing and sucking upon her own as Connie pressed herself again him, eyes closing along with his. Small pops of passion resounded between the two as they went deeper into their oral action of affection, their tongues twisting in a lovely turvy with each other.

Steven eyebrows rose, and an involuntary snarl of pleasure escaped as he felt her shapeshift in his mouth, his tongue being captured in a tunnel of soft bristle-like flesh, massaging and stroking it.

"Con~niie,"  the hybrid sighed through the kiss, feeling his mind go a bit blank, the sensation of the kiss making his eyes roll a bit.

He got a giggle in response as they broke apart slowly, her tongue changing back to normal. 

"Now you know how I feel when you pull those tongular tricks on me." Connie impishly taunted, before pecking his lips and looping her arms around his shoulder.

"Using both my words and my tricks against me is a dirty move." Steven retorted in a slight daze as he sat on the other chair and sat her on his lap. "So...I don't think you wanted to show me your new abilities. You would have waited until you got home."

Connie nodded, her face blushing marooned.  "Yeah... See, for the most part, I got an understanding of these powers and how they work, but I still need to see the practice with my more," Connie arched an eyebrow as her left had trailed down his stomach, to his buckle. "Intricate and internal muscles." Carnality laced her voice as she trailed kisses on his neck, getting a growl of arousal 

"Miss heartberry, did you call me here for some superpowered fornication." He grinned as she nipped his windpipe, undoing his buckle and slipping her hand in. 

"Uh-huh." She smiled as he gasped at her loving and cupped her seat. "Superpowered, shape-shift sex only using our most sensual of muscles." She shivered; his cup became a grip. " For science, of course." She sighed as he kissed her stomach upward.

"Science -chu- is -chu- fun." He grinned, licking along Connie's areola, getting a deep breath from her as she pulled him into her chest. 

"That it is." She laughed as she pulled him out of his pants and slit slid along shaft, slicking it—the feeling sending shocks of passion throughout, causing the two to nuzzled against each other.  Their breathing got heavy as their craving got bigger.

"Beginning the experiment."Connie teased as she lifted herself over Steven and his hardened dick,  slowly kissing his tip with her bottom lips before slipping him In.