Disclaimer: I don't own TMNT sadly
Summary: Mikey has an unfortunate encounter with a container of ooze.
Pairing: yet to be decided
Rating: Whole fic rating is NC-17 - this chapter is PG-13
Warning: amazingly none! Tcest will happen in future chapters
Donatello's face was blank as he watched his youngest brothers vital signs. So far Michelangelo had remained unchanged after managing to splash himself with the ooze the genius turtle had been studying. Neither turtle quite knew how it had happened but somehow on entering the lab the sea green mutant had tripped landing heavily on the table and knocking over the container.
After having covered himself inadvertently with the containers contents, Donnie had immediately sprung into action making sure to wash the substance off the younger turtle and now they waited anxiously to see if any further mutation would happen.
"Um Donnie, I don't feel very good," the younger mutant whispered.
The olive green mutant was instantly by his side, a three fingered hand pressing on Mikey's forehead to check his temperature. The younger turtle groaned and leaned forward his tail quivering against the bedding.
"OW!" he breathed.
"What is it?" Donnie asked concerned.
"My tail hurts," Mikey whimpered.
The purple banded turtle helped his brother lean forward as he inspected the quivering appendage. He blinked rapidly before drawing the back of his hand against his eyes. He was sure he was making a mistake but certainly did look as though Michelangelo's tail was growing. Gently the older turtle touched the flesh surprised at how hot it was. He drew back when Mikey made a low keening noise.
"Okay Mikey, just relax everything's going to be okay," Donnie tried to reassure.
"Whats all the noise? Did something happen?" Leo asked worriedly striding into the lab.
"Leo it hurts," the youngest sobbed reaching out for his brother.
The blue banded leader was instantly by his brother's side cradling the sobbing turtle, hushing him with gentle sounds as he silently questioned Donnie. The intelligent turtle simply shrugged him shoulders and continued his observations. Mikey's grip on Leonardo's biceps became painfully tight, his breaths coming in small gasps against the forest green shoulder.
With a pained cry and body shivering Michelangelo's tail seemed to explode. It was only Leonardo's quick reflexes that prevented the unconscious turtle from hitting the floor. Lowering him gently both he and Donatello looked between Mikey's legs. Instead of the short four inch tail they were used to; a tail longer than Mikey's legs took its place. Brown and honey coloured eyes met shocked and unsure.
"Ow, ow, ow, ow!" Mikey muttered as he regained consciousness.
Their attention returned to their brother as he opened his blue eyes.
"How do you feel?" Donnie asked
"My tail hurts," Mikey whimpered again.
"Yeah about that..." Donnie began.
Michelangelo didn't wait for him to finish but pushed his brothers aside and stared between his legs. His eyes opened wide and shocked as the long tail flicked into life. They all watched as it curled up wagging ever so lightly, the sheen of moisture catching the lights. Mikey opened and closed his mouth words unable to form as he continued to stare at his new tail. He felt Leo's hand gripping his shoulders but he couldn't tear his eyes away.
"My....my....my tail!" he finally gasped.
His eyes rolled back and he fell against his brothers arms in a faint.