Estelle's quest  
  
  "What do you mean, interesting?" asked Estelle. "Sixteen weeks early is a  
lot Estelle," said Juliette "under normal circumstances, a lot of those  
babies die under intensive care; only a small fraction makes it to the  
normal gestation period of 40 weeks and an even fewer percentage reaches  
adulthood. And amongst those who do, the majority are affected by some  
physical deficiency such a respiratory problems, bone problems and the  
like. Even more symptomatic, these early premature babies never grow up  
their full genetic potential. People specialised in premature birth say  
that they can recognise them on the street by their frail bone structures."  
  Estelle started to understand what Juliette was getting at.  
  "Given your genetic code, tiny parents, plus your premature condition, I  
really don't understand how you could have grown up to be..." and she  
looked at Estelle's body filling up her flanellette pyjama to the brim "as  
magnificently enormous as you are now.". Juliette got up, went to the  
kitchen grab the coffee jug and poured Estelle a second cup. All the while  
Estelle seemed pensive. When Juliette sat down again, she went on:  
"Something has happened to you during or just after you birth. Nobody can  
grow such muscles in a matter of months. You have develop more muscle since  
we met a few months ago than any female bodybuilder in a 10 year long  
carrier.". She said female but she meant male as well. "We have to find the  
circumstances surrounding you birth. Obviously your parents are unaware of  
all this which means..." and Juliette got up went to Estelle, straddled her  
lap facing her, slip her hand under her her pyjama's top and reached her  
fantastic breasts and pinching tenderly her nipples said "that you and I,  
my gargantuan friend, are going for a little work-holiday in Fiji.".  
  Estelle could not refrain a smile. She had long waited for a visit to her  
birth place. This tiny Juliette of hers was decidedly quite a good friend  
and, while we're at it, quite a good lover as well. A few days in the  
Pacific under the sun with this little erotic bomb was the last thought  
Estelle had before reaching for her mouth and burying her tongue in it.  
  
  "This is it Estelle, that's were you frail little body came into being!"  
said Juliette jokingly, as she poked at one of Estelle large breast. "Let's  
try to find your file and related details.". The two friends entered the  
hospital, asked the required questions and finally were directed to an  
enquiry counter.  
  Behind the counter stood two nurses. The older one, in her late fifties  
had all the required qualifications to be refer to as an old bag. The other  
was a very young looking woman in her thirties. The eldest, was looking  
down at both our sexy heroines and especially at Estelle whose magnificent  
body was literally blocking the view in front of the counter. Estelle  
noticed that the young nurse (Sue was her name), while pretending being  
busy doing some filing, was stealthily looking at her from tip to toe every  
time she could. Estelle, quite keen to play the game, was teasingly running  
her hands on her arms and ass pretending a little nervousness.  
  After listening to Estelle request and looking it up on the terminal  
screen, the old bag peremptory stated "I'm sorry, but neither your name nor  
your mother's appear in our registry. Of course, there is no place for  
error as I have been in charge of the computerisation of the registry.".  
Estelle and Julie looked at each other in disbelief. "But how can..."  
started Estelle before being stopped by the old nurse. "Please do  
understand that my time is precious and", pointing at Sue, "my assistant  
will be more than pleased to give you the address of the nationwide Fiji  
birth registry where, I'm sure, you will find what you came at the wrong  
place for.".  
  Hearing this, Sue looked up the address in a book and scribbled it down  
on a piece of paper. She came up to Estelle and said "I'm sure you'll find  
what you were looking for with this.". Estelle noticed that her arms were  
very defined and looking more attentively, Sue must have been a bodybuilder  
or and aerobics instructor: it was difficult to tell with her clothes.  
  "Ok Estelle, were is this birth registry?" said Juliette as they were  
getting into the car. As she unfold the piece of paper, Estelle realised  
that there was a message instead of an address. "What? What's going on?".  
"We'll I'm not sure now but tomorrow we'll find out.". The message was for  
Estelle to come back the next afternoon presumably when the old bag would  
be off duty.  
  
  "Isn't the old bitch a pain in the neck!" said Sue to Estelle. "She's  
obviously jealous of your... body" said Sue hesitantly looking admiringly  
at Estelle voluminous goddess-like body. "I guess you are a bodybuilder?".  
"No, I simply train for my own pleasure and only occasionally for other  
people's benefit." she added with a large equivocal smile. Sue went on  
"I've been bodybuilding for a few years now, and I've never seen shoulders  
and arms like yours before. How big is your arm by the way?". Estelle  
raised one arm, look at it as if it belonged to someone else and flexed it  
casually saying "Not big enough.". "Not big enough!" thought Sue "this arm  
is monstrous!".  
  "Anyway, my biceps are surely not the reason you made me came here?" said  
Estelle with a touch of irony knowing they surely had something to do with  
the story. And so do you probably.  
  "Well," replied Sue "in fact when you mentioned your doctor's name, it  
rang a bell. You know, every doctor has to register in the central registry  
the babies they deliver. That's the registry Ms Oldbag computerised  
recently. But some doctors are even more cautious and, for their own sake,  
they keep personal records as well. I thought that yours might have and...  
I was right. In fact, this doctor has left the hospital soon after your  
birth and strangely enough hasn't taken is personal files with him. They've  
been gathering dust in an office ever since. You know how people are in  
public services, when they ignore the owner of something, it just stays  
where it is forever.".  
  "Is it possible to have a look at it?" asked Estelle. "Sure, it's just  
down the hall pass the physiotherapy section.". Sue was leading the way,  
walking briskly in front of Estelle who was examining her body. She had  
very round and high calves and what she could see of her legs was exciting.  
Sue was obviously in contest ready shape. Walking past the physio room,  
Estelle remembered the countless times she had made love to Juliette in  
similar premises. The whole situation was quite sexy, she thought...  
  "Here the filing cabinet." said Sue "Unfortunately, it's locked but you  
see it's got the name of your doctor on it.". Estelle tried to open the  
filing cabinet but it was pretty well built. "Hmm, I wonder..." said  
Estelle. Asking Sue to step back, Estelle squatted in front of the cabinet,  
wrapped her arms around it and pushing with her immense legs, raised it  
from the ground and flipped it upside down effortlessly. She then looked at  
Sue: "It's lighter than I thought.". Needless to say, Sue's face reflected  
incredulity.  
  "You know, I bet the bottom of this is really weak.". Grabbing the piece  
of furniture by one corner, Estelle put the other hand flat on the bottom  
near one corner and started to press. Sue's eyes could only guess what was  
going on underneath Sue's shirt but what she could not deny is the most  
awesome triceps she's ever seen bulging in front of her eyes. It seemed  
that Estelle arm was inflating continuously as she was applying more and  
more pressure. Of course, Estelle new that and made sure that Sue's view on  
her arm was the best one possible: "Have a load of this." was thinking  
Estelle when the bottom gave in with a large crack. "You see!" said Estelle  
victoriously.  
  It was only a matter of minutes to retrieve Estelle file amongst the time  
yellowed folders. Estelle rapidly flicked through it. Everything was there,  
date of birth, physical conditions. Estelle did not understand all the  
details but was certain that Juliette could shine some light on it. But  
more importantly, Estelle found a receipt to the name of her father: it had  
the doctor's address on it and the show could go on.  
  
  As the were coming back to the reception counter, Sue said "No, really, I  
don't understand why you're not on the bodybuilding scene." poking at  
Estelle big round ass. I've been in the business for 6 years now and I've  
never seen anybody coming close to your level of muscularity.". Sue smiled  
at her. "Just for fun, let's compare our chests in this mirror.". She  
pushed open the door leading to the physiotherapy gym, pulled Estelle in  
and locked it behind them. She then pulled her t-shirt over her head. She  
was beautiful; she was contest ready; her marvellous chest was almost  
completely flat with only her nipples pointing forward. Every detail was  
chiselled and her impeccable musculature finely defined her ribs cage.  
"Come on take off you're shirt! I've seen breast before you know.".  
Estelle, excited by this little creature took off her shirt showing her  
glorious breast with her black nipple fully erect. She stepped forward put  
them within breathing distance of Sue's mouth. Estelle could read in her  
face that if she had seen breasts before, it wasn't quite like these.  
Visibly shaken, Sue said "...ok, get behind me now." as she manoeuvred  
Estelle around so that they both ended facing the mirror Sue in front and  
Estelle towering over her from behind. "You do as I do, Estelle." said Sue  
putting her hands on her hips, breathing in, spreading her lats and  
tightening her biceps.  
  Estelle belly was now on fire. Sue, this little ball of energy, was  
really sexy. Her little torso was coming out of her skirt like a delicate  
wooden sculpture that had been polished continuously for the last few  
years. Sue was smiling radiantly at Estelle her head framed by her gigantic  
tits. "Come on Estelle, do it!". Estelle thought "This is your treat!".  
Mimicking her little partner, Estelle started to flex her muscle. As she  
inhaled, her chest open up steadily for what seems an eternity. Layers upon  
layers of muscle created lats wider than life, the topology of her shoulder  
changed 2 or 3 times to reach a state of living marble and her arms reached  
the size of Sue's waist, or so it seem to her.  
  "This is impossible," said Sue "nobody can be that big!". Turning around,  
she ran her hands on Estelle torso and arms caressing her breasts and  
feeling the power of her shoulders. Visibly incapable of holding herself  
back, she started to suck on those huge nipples while her free hand undid  
Estelle's skirt. Estelle body was burning, her head was spinning but in one  
gigantic last effort, she firmly pushed Sue away and said "Let's finish the  
comparison with our legs.".  
  Sue removed her shorts with haste and as she was about to flex, Estelle  
reached for her underwear and took it off, revealing her competition ready,  
completely shaven moist sex. "This will be good." she thought as she  
removed her own. As Sue started to flex her thighs, Estelle was already  
thinking about her orgasms. Like a ballerina showing great flexibility and  
equilibrium, Estelle raised a leg, knee bend, to her chest, grabbed hold of  
her massive thigh with one hand and slowly started to straighten her leg.  
When her leg became straight, her foot was impossibly high above her head.  
Keeping her leg straight, she lowered it and put her foot on the mirror  
above Sue's shoulder. Leaning on her leg and caressing it with both hands,  
like a ballerina stretching her hamstrings on an impossibly high horizontal  
bar, she said to Sue "An now feel it.". As Sue's trembling hands started to  
touch Estelle thigh, she slowly flexed it. Its volume literally doubled  
under Sue's hand while long and voluminous strands of raging  muscles  
covered it. Estelle's legs were so long that her calve was too high for Sue  
to reach.  
  Estelle burning sex was right in front of Sue. When she reached it and  
opened up Estelle's lips to reach her inner tender parts, Estelle's juices  
flowed out freely along Sue's forearm and Estelle had to refrain a huge  
orgasm that she felt too early. Lowering down her leg she pulled Sue  
towards the massage table, Estelle sat Sue on it and pinned her back  
irresistibly to the the table with on hand while fondling her hairless sex  
with the other. Grabbing both her thighs by the hamstrings and pushing them  
back so that Sue's knees almost touched the table on either side of her  
shoulders, her sex blossomed right before Estelle and she buried her mouth  
into it. The taste was delectable and as she was putting more and more of  
herself into the task, Sue suddenly pushed Estelle's head hard against her  
pubic bone while contracting her abdominals thrusting her hips forward. Sue  
was ravaged by an intense orgasm and Estelle was not going to let her come  
out of it so easily. She kept on licking, biting and sucking at Sue's sex  
until she had to breathe more deeply. She raised her head to see Sue's body  
trembling violently. Every muscle of her chest and stomach was contracted  
and her breasts had completely disappeared in the process leaving a smooth  
torso shining with sweat and trembling with exhaustion.  
  Suddenly, Sue flipped around, got back on her feet, reached for Estelle  
and smacked her on the cheek and started to dress up! "What's this?" said  
Estelle. "Well, you see this was good but I'm strictly heterosexual" said  
Sue with a grin as she was putting on her t-shirt. "It was a tremendous  
orgasm, but I must say that I was thinking about my man all the time.".  
  Estelle couldn't believe her eyes, when she saw Sue going out the door.  
Estelle gathered her close, dressed up and went directly to her car:  
"Juliette, I sure hope you are getting laid by some gue right now, because  
I sure need at least a menage a trois" said Estelle to herself as she was  
piloting the car back to the hotel...  
  
Exploding out of the shower, Estelle shouted "Ok, Juliette, let's go and  
check out the doctor's address.". Juliette was lying in the sofa still  
enjoying the physical exhaustion of the torrid love making session Juliette  
imposed on her after her trip to the hospital. With a vague smile on her  
face, she thought about about the poor guy she was with when Estelle burst  
into the room.  
  
  Juliette had no problems attracting men. She had met Paul at the circuit  
training class that morning. Soft eyes, great smile and great ass: in other  
word, the perfect prey. She had no problems convincing him to come up to  
her room for a massage (it is her profession after all). Juliette was on  
her knee with a fair bit of Paul in her mouth when Estelle stormed into the  
room.  
  Estelle body was glowing with sexual energy. "Hi Estelle, this is Paul."  
said a cheeky Juliette. Paul was looking straight at Estelle his eyes  
running up and down her body from her high round and massive calves up to  
her broad shoulders. Walking straight towards them, Estelle said "Paul is  
it? Glad you dropped in."  
  She picked him up like a flower throwing him up in the air above her  
head. She caught him using one hand on his chest and one hand on a thigh  
his raging erection just above Estelle's head. Juliette was looking with  
amazement at the scene. Estelle inhuman body was holding him effortlessly  
above her head with her massive arms. Large veins were running along her  
biceps and triceps disappearing into her basketball size shoulders. Her  
torso had expanded behind comprehension stretching her top tank to the  
point of rupture. Feeling uncomfortable, Estelle deeply breath in and,  
pushing her chest forward, exploded the garment and said to Juliette "You  
will like this, Juliette.". Tilting her head back, she start to lick the  
male member. Slowly pumping him up and down, Juliette was bringing him to  
the verge of insanity. He was running his hands along her tormentous arms  
feeling their power and stiffness. Estelle was pumping him faster and  
faster her arms and shoulder expanding at each round trip. Juliette could  
not believe the size of Juliette arms by now. They were completely blood  
filled and a coarse lace of veins was running all over them.  
  Estelle was now completely drenched with sweat and and fatigue was  
getting to her when Paul exploded into her mouth. She completely swallowed  
him while he was convulsing above her head. Finally not being able to hold  
him longer, she put him down in front of her. They both look at each other  
for quite a few seconds. Estelle trying to find her breath back and him  
looking at her gigantic body.  
  Juliette got up and putting her small body in between them, grabbed his  
half-erect penis in one hand while stroking Estelle ass with the other. She  
reached out for Estelle mouth and kissed her avidly while masturbating him.  
It no time, his penis was fully erect and aggressively red.  
  Juliette pulled Estelle towards the bed and forced her to lay flat on her  
back, she then said to him "Now, you give her some pleasure.". While he was  
approaching Estelle now opened legs, Juliette climb on Estelle body and sat  
on her face. Taking his erection in one and, he savagely pushed it inside  
Estelle whose thighs clamped around him. Running his hands along these  
impossibly powerful legs, he started to thrust his hips as hard as he could  
in Estelle body. She responded immediately and forced him with her legs to  
thrust even more violently. At the same time, Estelle was licking and  
biting at Juliette sex. The pleasure that Estelle felt growing from between  
her hips was flowing into Juliette as Estelle was putting more and more  
pressure on Juliette clitoris and lips.  
  When Estelle orgasm hit her, she lost control of every muscle in her  
body. Pressing Juliette's body against her mouth with all her strength, she  
poured into Juliette's body some the sexual energy irradiating from her  
sex.  
  The man could not believe the transformation in Estelle's body. Estelle  
torso was now distorted by bulging muscle. A large deep groove what  
irregularly dividing her from her collar-bones down to her cunt. Raging  
muscles were colliding on each side and Estelle was shaken by spasms. Her  
lats where spread like wings giving her torso an inhuman look as the  
thickness of her rib cage was just as unbelievable. Grabbing her by her  
wing like lats, the man started to thrust even more rapidly until his  
ejaculation emptied him of whatever fluid he had left in him.  
  
  Anyway, it was time to leave now. "What are you daydreaming about?" said  
Estelle. stark naked in front of Juliette. "Hit the shower now, Juliette.".  
"Or else what, you giant sex-maniac?" replied Juliette with a smile as she  
was getting up. Running her hands on Estelle's sides and breasts, she got  
on tiptoe and stronly kissed Estelle on the mouth. Immediately, she felt  
Estelle's nipple stiffen. She rubbed one vigorously between her thumb and  
index finger until she felt Estelle massive body starting to tremble.  
Suddenly, she pushed herself away from Estelle (as pushing Estelle away is  
an impossible task) and said "You see, you're no match for me Estelle!" and  
disappeared in the bathroom.  
  
 
 
  
  An old woman opened the door. She had a lovely face and the ripples of a  
person who smiled most of her life. "Can I help you?" she said softly.  
Juliette introduced herself and immediately took the lead, explaining that  
her friend and herself were looking for doctor K. and that they were given  
this address. Juliette could read in the old woman's face a great sadness  
as she invited them in.  
  Our friends sat in the living room while waiting for a cup of tea that  
Mrs K. offered them. Juliette was looking at Estelle's impossibly long and  
strong legs coming out of her tight cotton shorts. "I think you could have  
chosen a more decent outfit" she said as Mrs K. entered the room. She  
overheard Juliette and softly said "Don't worry Juliette, your friend is  
quite right to expose her legs. Nowadays, a woman should exploit all her  
advantages and I'm sure you are not insensitive to your friend's charms  
even though, it is my belief, that you should be the one exposing your  
legs...". Juliette blushed violently and Estelle laughed loudly.  
  "My son disappeared almost to decades ago now. I do not know were he is  
now or even if he's still alive. You see Juliette, after many years of  
absence, I figured that I had lost my last chance of seeing him again. If  
you could find him for me, I would be infinitely grateful but I doubt  
you'll be successful as I have tried to trace him through the latest part  
of my life.".  
  They drank their jasmine tea in an almost perfect silence for a long  
moment. When the discussion started again, the old lady gave both Estelle  
and Juliette plenty of details about her son and even a few photographs.  
When it seemed that all had been said, Mrs K. saw them out to the door and  
said "Well, it was a pleasure to talk to you young ladies.". Kissing  
Juliette goodbye she said "Juliette, I do hope you will find what you want;  
and you, my dear... but I missed your name earlier on, what is it again?".  
"Estelle." said our giant friend. "Estelle?" repeated the old lady with  
amazement. "Yes, Estelle. It means star, you've never heard it before?".  
After a long silence, the Mrs K. said "Yes, I've heard it once, 20 years  
ago when my son gave me a letter for you!"  
  "What? a letter?" stuttered Estelle. They both look at each other in  
disbelief. "Yes, K. gave me a letter the day he disappeared and told me to  
give it to somebody named Estelle. He didn't say when nor where but he  
insisted it was very important and that I should keep it the time it takes  
for this Estelle to come round and pick it up.". Looking at Estelle right  
in the eyes she said "And I guess this time has finally come!". Mrs K. told  
Estelle to come back the next day since she didn't keep this all important  
letter in her house: "I was afraid of it, you see.". Estelle and Juliette  
left with great expectations.  
  
  "Juliette, I'm going to the pool!". It was hot, there'd be a lot of  
people bathing and basking under the soothing Fijian sun. Estelle did not  
want to attract too much attention as she simply wanted to do a few laps.  
She pull out of her bag a one piece swimsuit that she bought the previous  
week; it was one of those infinitely stretchable. Holding it between two  
fingers and dangling it in front of her eyes, she could not believe that  
her generous body could fit into this minute amount of fabric. She stripped  
down and started to stretch it on. The minuscule quantity of material  
expanded effortlessly around her giant thighs and moulded her strong round  
ass like a second skin. The swimsuit was already forming a sexy "V" on her  
pubis pointing all the way to the tightest and strongest vagina in the  
Pacific. That last point being one of her fantasies; the author knows this  
to be a fact.  
  Estelle stretched it even more to reach her shoulders. She then wrapped  
it around both of them and pinched it here and there so that everything was  
in place. "These breasts are too big." Estelle thought as she had trouble  
fitting them into her second skin. When she looked up at the mirror she was  
frightened by the effect her own body had on herself. "I can't go out like  
this!". The pure white of her swimsuit was contrasting ferociously with her  
dark skin. Her jay black nipples were clearly visible through the fabric;  
her muscle definition was somehow enhanced when coated with this white  
membrane. The swimsuit was so stretched that the "V" had literally become a  
vertical strip running from her belly-button down to her pubis. That strip  
tapered up rapidly to cover her magnificent chests. From the back, the  
swimsuit was still covering her ass (sort of) but her back was completely  
naked and of incredible sensuality. Overall, the whole thing might as well  
have been painted on.  
  "Hmm, I've should have tried it on before trusting the 'one size fits  
all' label," she said to herself "I wonder if it will stand the heat?"  
Breathing in, pushing her chest forward while spreading her lats, her  
second skin was covering almost nothing but it held on.  
  "Let's got to the pool now" said Estelle quite satisfied by this  
forgivable exhibition of pride. On the way to the pool, she realised she  
was quite excited now. In the elevator, she played with her nipples so that  
they would stand out well erected and wrapped her towel around her hips.  
She walked down the length of the pool radiating an erotic energy that  
stopped all conversations and sent every heart racing; male and female.  
Once at the end - everyone's eyes riveted on her - she dropped her towel,  
put her hand together above her head, and stretched her magnificent body  
into an enormous monument to strength, feminity and sensuality. She then  
dived, head first into the pool and started her laps. She had lots of  
energy to burn now.  
  Estelle had been doing laps for fifteen minutes now. She felt fatigue in  
her arms, legs and shoulders. Suddenly, together with a big splash, she was  
violently hit on the head. For a few seconds, she lost reality but rapidly  
came back to her senses. She surfaced, look at the closest side off the  
pool to see a few youths running away while laughing. Estelle then saw,  
next to her but underwater, the body of a young boy floating motionless.  
She plunged immediately and got him quickly to the side of the pool.  
Estelle, her back to the wall, touching the bottom with one foot, raised  
one thigh, sat the young boy on it facing her holding him with one hand in  
his back. With her free hand, she gently slapped him back to consciousness.  
As he was coming back to himself, Estelle notice how beautiful he was. His  
facial feature, on his black shining skin, were stunning. His shoulders and  
arms looked like Juliette's but only smaller and firmer. His chest was  
smooth and the skin looked stretched, soft and nurtured by the sun. When he  
finally opened up his big, slightly slanted eyes, the first thing he saw  
was Estelle radiant smile. She ran the back of her hand on his cheek and  
said "Are you ok?". He looked around him and realised the position he was  
in, sitting on her thigh; his head was hurting and then he looked at her  
again with a soft smile revealing his impeccable teeth. His eyes went down  
and his smile transformed into an expression of awe. He had just seen  
Estelle's chest.  
  From the swimming, her arms, shoulders and chest were filled with blood.  
Large veins were running down from her massive shoulders, zigzagging down  
her biceps while her chest was so deep and striated that her sternum bone  
had disappeared altogether. On each pec stood a great cup of flesh with  
insanely hard and erect nipple. Estelle swimsuit was now completely  
translucid and covered little of her gigantic upper body  
  Estelle reached the corner of his mouth with a hand and wiped off a  
little bit of blood. "You are bleeding slightly" said she approaching her  
mouth from his lips and kissing him softly. Estelle tongue tasted the young  
boy's blood and then penetrated deeply into his mouth. Simultaneously, she  
slip a hand into his swimsuit to reach his little rock solid cock. "Let me  
make up for this little episode, little man." said Estelle. With a firm  
hand she enveloped his balls pushing him up in the water. The pleasure was  
intense. All the while, Estelle was smiling at him and from time to time,  
he managed to smile back at her. When she seized his penis again and  
started to breathe more heavily. Her strong hand running up and down his  
budding manhood soon proved to be a deadly weapon. The little boy, still  
sitting on Estelle monstrous thigh, was now completely stiff trying to hold  
on to Estelle by the arms, his little hands slipping on Estelle  
blood-saturated inhuman biceps. For the first time of his life, the little  
boy ejaculated and his paralysing orgasm diffused from the tip of his penis  
into his stomach and radiated its soothing energy in all his chest. "You  
are now a man, my beautiful little lover." said Estelle kissing him on the  
mouth, releasing her hold, and sliding underwater. She swam under water to  
reach the other side of the pool, torpedoed out, grabbed her towel and got  
into the elevator. Trembling with physical desire, she ripped her swimsuit  
off, caressed her nipple and her clitoris while going up. Reaching her  
floor, she wrapped the towel around her chest and said "Juliette, my dear,  
your little ass is mine!".  
  
  "Here's the letter, Estelle. My son gave it too me before disappearing.  
He told me to keep it in a safe place. He also told me that someone named  
Estelle would perhaps come one day. He told me never to write this name  
down and to try to remember it.". She handed the letter to Estelle and kept  
on saying "I don't know who you are, young lady, but I like your smile -  
even if the rest of you is not to my liking - and you look honest. So I'll  
tell you this one thing. Ten years ago, I received an unsigned post-card.  
It was a simple photograph of a young girl glued on top of a normal  
postcard. At the time, I did not understand what it meant and I just threw  
the postcard away. Only yesterday did I realise my mistake because the  
young girl on the postcard was nobody else but you, Estelle!" she paused  
and added "And this means that my son is still alive!".  
  Estelle came back to the hotel room confused about the whole story. What  
does all this mean? Why did her son disappear and even more curious and  
frightening, why did her son sent her a picture of Estelle as a child? She  
couldn't wait to get back to the hotel room to read the letter with  
Juliette. She had promised her that she would not open it without her.  
  
  Dear Estelle,  
  
  If you read this letter then not only my intervention has been successful  
but somehow, you've manage to escape a great danger. As I write this  
letter, I can hardly believe that you'll read it one day, but nevertheless,  
I think I should write down my story which is, after all, yours as well.  
  It all started more than 30 years ago when, as a young researcher working  
on the human genoma, my colleague and I made an important discovery. By  
shear chance, we discover how the aging process is 'hard-coded' into our  
genes. This discovery was of such importance, that I thought the government  
should somehow be informed and be made responsible for the consequences of  
this crucial discovery. As the leader of our small group, it was up to me  
to inform our government. From then on, things went fast. Such was the  
importance of this discovery, that the government decided to pour millions  
into it, set up a secret lab here in Fiji far from any influence and name  
me as the directing head.  
  Nobody new exactly where this would lead but if we could somehow  
eliminate that genetic sequences from our genes, perhaps we could produce  
the ingredient for the fountain of youth, the age-old dream of mankind.  
Unfortunately, the research avenues all lead to dead-ends and after more  
than a decade of tremendous efforts and overspent budgets, everybody got  
disillusioned with the whole project; little by little, my budget was cut  
and my research assistants promoted away. The next thing I knew, I was  
alone working on the project.  
  You see the problem was not so much that we could not exploit the genetic  
sequence but its removal had on the cells - let's say -  a overwhelming  
effect. Most cells, after being stripped off of the aging sequence, started  
to divide and grow out of control soon reaching a state where they would  
exhaust themselves and die. All tests done on fertilised eggs failed after  
a hectic period of division and growth. There seemed to be no way out of  
this over-living.  
  I was continuing my research on my own working as an obstetrician to pay  
for the groceries. One day, looking at a glossy poster of a DNA double  
helix, I had an idea that sent me in a state of excitement difficult to  
describe. The idea was marvelously simple and yet could work. I realised  
that we went the wrong way all along. What we had to start with was not a  
fertilised egg stripped of some part of its genetic code but from a young  
living organism where all cells are controlled by their environment. This  
obsessive idea ruined my sleep for many weeks. How do you change the  
genetic code of an organism possessing billions of cells? One night, when I  
was suffering from a fit of tropical fever, my whole body shaking but my  
mind strangely clear I had a revelation: viruses! This burning fever that I  
had was caused by billions of viruses injecting their genetic stuff into my  
cells, taking over and reproducing themselves.  
  From then on, expanding this idea was simple. Designing a virus that  
would inject itself in a cell and slightly modify the host genetic code was  
possible but to affect the organism on a grand scale it also had to  
multiply i.e. it had to reproduce itself as well. This I though should be  
possible. For long months, I work into producing viruses containing two  
strands of DNA: one for reproduction and one for gene splicing. All I  
needed was that - after infecting a cell - the virus would randomly either  
splice the cell's genetic code or take over like a normal virus and produce  
copies of itself.  
  If done properly, I thought, the virus would start to spread in the body  
and, if infectious enough, would generate billions of improved cells and  
billions of copies of itself before the immune system would get rid of the  
infection altogether leaving behind a vastly improved organisms were the  
improved cells would live within the regulatory influence of the organism  
as a whole.  
  I don't know how many mice I killed with countless viruses but I was  
sure, one day, I'd get it right. And I did! I was experimenting with a type  
of virus that attacks primarily muscle tissues. Why muscle tissues? Well  
simply, from the experimental point of view, it was the most obvious effect  
I could generate and measure. One of the young mice I injected with the  
virus almost died from the infection but after many days of almost total  
stillness came slowly back to life and what life it was. I grew much larger  
than any other of its colleagues. It's behaviour seemed normal for a  
specimen that was twice the size of its cage mates. It became sexually very  
active and procreated endlessly as it was the dominant male and it's sexual  
appetite seemed to be endless. But because the genetic change did not  
affect its reproduction organs, none of its descendants inherited its  
advantages.  
  This particular mouse was for me the promise of international fame and  
the start of a new era for mankind so encompassing were its promises. Of  
course, I realised immediately the dangers associated with such a discovery  
and I was very careful not to reveal it to anybody not even my employer as  
I had lost trust into him. This is when you come in, Estelle.  
  I was your mother's obstetrician and, as you probably know, you came to  
life prematurely. You could easily fit in my open hand, and to tell you the  
truth, I thought you would never make it to see the beautiful mother you  
had. I immediately put you under intensive care and, for a few days, all  
seemed possible but you started to suffer from respiratory problems.  
Breathing needs powerful muscle action and you were so frail and weak that  
inhaling was for you an exhausting task even under an oxygen saturated  
tent. You were slowly dying.  
  I'm sure you can imagine the rest of your story by now.  
  One night, I got into your room pretexting a routine visit and I injected  
you with a human virus modelled on the mouse one. It was a gamble. The  
infection would kill you even faster than the exhaustion or you'd survive  
it and perhaps become my first claim to fame. Of course, I had no guaranty  
than the virus I had designed could work on you. There were too many  
parameters.  
  Ignoring my patients - to the point of criminal negligence - I spent most  
days next to you watching your progress. Many times, you came so close to  
death I though it would never work. But slowly, inexorably your condition  
kept on improving and in a matter a weeks your little body had completely  
transformed. You looked so healthy that I ordered you'd be removed from  
intensive care and return to your mother. I told her you had a strong  
constitution and that you'd make it to see this world. Your mother never  
new how difficult your birth was and it is up to you now to reveal it if  
you want.  
  As far as you are concerned, it's the end of the story. What happened to  
me next, I mean what is happening to me now, is due to my stupidity. I  
decided that this was so important that I could not leave this in the hand  
of any one person, organisation or government agency. I thus decided to  
write it up and send the results of my research to an international journal  
of medicine. I thought that once public, this brilliant discovery would be  
utilised to good ends from public pressure on governments. Of course, in  
the process, I would immortalise my name. How naive I was.  
  Yesterday, my employer paid me a visit. These people are so powerful that  
they somehow got hold of my paper before it got published. They removed it  
from the public domain and now, after being brutally 'convinced', I must  
continue my research under their... guidance. I don't quite understand  
their final objective but it's surely not to improve on the public health  
system...  
  Anyway, Estelle, I'm so frightened now that I must finish this letter  
quickly. This morning, I went to my research lab and destroyed my notes and  
computer files. I kill and incinerated all the mice I worked with and  
finally disposed of all chemical I needed on a daily basis. No traces are  
left.  
  You might wonder about the unpublished paper. It's true that the core  
ideas are there but I was careful enough not to include the crucial  
experimental details. These were the results of years of experimentation  
and sometimes of pure luck. Hopefully, they will not be able to reproduce  
them. Besides, nobody but me really knows that I'm not a charlatan. Maybe  
they'll be convinced of that after a few years of unsuccessful  
experimentation.  
  As I said at the beginning of this letter, your life is in danger. I  
never mentioned you to anyone but I did say in the paper that human  
experimentation would be reported in a future paper. If they are  
intelligent enough, they'll guess I already did the experiment and if they  
do, they'll sooner or later find that the guinea-pig is you.  
  I don't know what will happened to me now but I must disappear. I still  
don't understand why they were so careless as to leave me one day on my own  
before taking me with them. They probably think that scientist are stupid  
in some social sense. I'll leave this letter with my mother; if you try to  
trace me one day, you'll come to her.  
  
  Adieu, Estelle.  
  K.  
  
  Juliette and Estelle finished reading the letter at the same time. They  
looked at each other incredulously. "Does this make sense to you,  
Juliette?" asked Estelle. After keeping a minute of silence Juliette  
replied "Well, I see no scientific objection to the story as such. It  
certainly explains your incredible muscularity and strength. But I don't  
know what to think about the 'employer' and the danger you are facing."  
  A long silence followed Juliette's comment. Estelle broke it by saying:  
"If this is true, why didn't this employer contact me before?". "I don't  
know Estelle," replied Juliette "perhaps this whole story is bullshit,  
perhaps they never traced you or perhaps they were too stupid to deduce  
that you have been a guinea-pig.".  
  On these words, the door opened, and in the doorway stood a tall man  
holding a revolver in his left hand:  
  "Stupidity is not part of our job description, Juliette.".  
  
Philogynia  
November 1995