Board Thread:What Would You Do?/@comment-28718853-20170711171909/@comment-26376061-20170715160513

"Hey. I know the recipe." That statement shocks them all. Turning to me, the lead Wurm can barely keep a mix of confusion and happiness from taking over her face. "W-What?" "You heard me. I'm all for this plan of yours, but...there are a few things I think you should know. The science lab doesn't have any more of that intelligence-booster. I happen to know how to make it, though, so I can help with that. Also...the sample of the serum that you have is...incomplete, you could say. The effects are temporary. Lasting about a week before a gradual fade to normal. What needs to happen is that your bodies produce it naturally, perhaps via the pineal gland. Either that, or modify the serum itself, although we'd most likely fuck it up. I don't know how to make the bio-modifications necessary, but...that science lab has two things: A prototype supercomputer and a biological manipulator. So...how about we avoid damaging my place of work, and just ask them if we can use it? I kinda still need my job, so...let's just...use politeness instead of force, alright girls?"

To my surprise, that actually raised a cry of "POLITENESS!!!" from every Wurm, except for the smarter one......wait. She's one of my students. ...Sarah, I believe her name was.

"...You're not just lying to us in order to save the lab, are you?" I am genuinely surprised by her reaction. "No. I genuinely care about this. If I can help people learn and get more intelligent, I'll do it. I am a teacher, after all, and that's...kinda what teachers are hired to do. You can trust me, Sar-AHH!" I am then hugged furiously by a grinning Wurm. "I like you. You're probably even smarter than I am, if you thought of that before me. You're mine now." I am crushed tighter into a hug, as she begins leading the crowd of Wurms to the lab. "I'M WHAT?!" "You might wanna get a new mattress tomorrow." is her cryptic response, as she starts up the computer, feeds it a sample of the serum, and announces it to be similar enough to several hormones that it can quite easily be produced in the pineal gland. As she slithers into the Bio-mod chamber, she smiles at me, before the process begins...ushering in a new age of Wurm innovation.

"Daddy, look!" I smile at the little girl next to me, her tail slapping the floor as she fails to keep her excitement bottled up. A report card is clutched in her claws, a collection of A's and A-'s clearly visible. I reach out to hug her, and nearly get crushed in return. "Does this mean we can go to the amusement park?! Mommy said that we could go if I got all A's." "Sure honey, just let me talk with her for a sec-" "Can John come?" "Sure. You've been drooling over him for years, so I don't see why we can't let you two...get some alone time together at the amusement park. Although...I'd recommend putting some condoms with all the rest of the stuff you bring. "DAD!!!" She blushes, slithering away in embarrassment...the report card fluttering to the floor. As I take a closer look, I can't help but recall the day when I helped an entire race to become smarter.

All things considered, it was worth it.