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Dennis:

Lab 2: 13:00 Hours

Dennis Lawk was slipping on his lab coat as he walked into the lab where several of his fellow scientists and two military goons were standing around as they awaited the head scientist. Forty two years old, short at only five foot three, and a tad bit tired from a late night and a lack of coffee, Dennis was the epitome of a grumpy boss. It didn't help that he had no patience right now for any military style personal, but sadly that wasn't up to him as the military was the force that had hired him in the first place. "Lawk, you're late," the taller of the pair noted.

"Winter, you're early," Dennis snipped. Cooper Winter had long been an enormous pain in Dennis's ass. He had been dogging Dennis's steps since the scientist had first been hired on with the rest of the scientists. Dennis wasn't quite sure if it was because the soldier was afraid that the scientists would spoil military secrets or if it was because he was one of those bullies from high school who were always stomped all over because he didn't understand the questions, nonetheless the younger man had a bone to pick with the scientist. One of Dennis's aids handed him a cup of coffee, a blessing with the impatient soldier glaring at the scientist. Sipping down the bitter drink Dennis savored the heat and flavor before finally giving Cooper his full attention. "Why are they sending you here today, Winter?"

Cooper sneered at the scientist, an expression that was only too familiar to Dennis by now, the soldier slipped his hand into his pocket and pulled out an envelope. "The higher ups are getting fed up with waiting, Lawk. They want results soon or else you and your lab crew are to clear out," the soldier grunted. He handed over the envelope to Dennis, who noted that it had already been opened much to his own irritation. Disregarding Cooper now the scientist slid out his letter and quickly skimmed the letter, his mouth turning into a tight line as he confirmed the soldier's words. The scientists had been brought onto the project specifically because their world was in near constant war as of late, and because of this the governments were looking for any weapons they could possibly find, and as such the science field was booming with weapons' research.

"Thank you for delivering the letter. You can tell them that we'll have results within the allotted time limit," Dennis said coolly. The soldier waited for a chance to get in a snide comment, but seeing that Dennis was finished talking he had his fellow soldier follow him out, not without a withering glance of course as he strode out of the room. There was silence following the door closing as Dennis finished his coffee in a large gulp, all of his aides watching him with a nervous glance as they waited for him to speak again.

As Dennis finished drinking the scalding brew he let out a pained pant, the paper cup easily crumpling in his hand as he vented his frustration into the container. He tossed the cup into the trash before striding over to a computer chair and throwing himself into it, his gaze dark as he stared at the computer screen in front of him. "Sir...?" one of the aides broke the silence. The rest of them flinched as the brave scientist walked towards their boss as it tended to be a bad decision to bother Dennis when he was in a bad mood, he'd fired two scientists for bothering him when he was seething. The elder man didn't immediately react, his arms folded up as he tapped his foot on the ground, the letter that Cooper had handed over was crumpled up in his other hand. "Sir, how long do we have?" the scientist asked.

Finally Dennis glanced up at the scientist who flinched in response, he now dreaded that his boss might fire him... but the elder scientist just let out a deep sigh and ran his free hand through his hair. "As always the government is far too stupid to understand how much time it takes to put into testing their secret experiments. As of right now we only have the rest of today and tomorrow to produce results or else we're all canned," he growled.

All of the scientists let out a plethora of angry responses, the least of which was a curse about how the government could shove their letter up their ass, but as for Dennis he was already piecing together a plan in his head. "It's been half a year since we've been brought on, men. In that time we've been able to concoct a serum just as the government has requested of us as they've asked." Dennis's words were mostly directed to himself, his thoughts bumping around in his head were too much to keep inside so he figured that telling them to his men would allow him to sort out his thoughts. "While we've created the serum, we've yet to do any testing of the serum. We usually would test this on animals first to make sure that the serum isn't toxic or ineffective, but it seems that we won't be able to take that step as we usually would..."

There was a growing feeling of unease amongst the men, to skip animal testing was illegal and unethical. They all gazed at their leader as he contemplated his words, his hands seemingly dancing as he had a mental conversation with himself. If they were found out by their sponsors that they'd skipped such an important step they would likely be thrown into prison... but at the same time they were being pressured by the very same sponsors they feared. "Men," Dennis said suddenly. All of the scientists jumped as Dennis spoke once more, their eyes locked onto their leader. The head scientist walked over to his computer and typed in a few sequences on his computer before there was a slight buzzing sound in the room before all of the cameras in the room suddenly turned off.

Dennis turned away from his computer and acknowledged his men once more as his aged expression suddenly had a youthful sharpness that had been lacking for the last month of work. "I'm going to have some humans brought in to be our test subjects. I'll be filling out the forms to acknowledge that we've finished animal testing first but as that's obviously not true I'll be committing a felony. As such I'm giving you all this chance to leave now and claim ignorance. If we fail and get captured I would hate to drag you along... but if we succeed, then we shall receive a massive amount of compensation and renown from the government as genius scientists. So make your decision now as this will be the only chance you have to leave," he explained.

The scientists all exchanged nervous glances, Dennis would've been extremely pleased if they'd all stayed, but he knew that was a pipe dream as many of the scientists had families they had to care for. Without a word eight of the scientists walked out, their expressions apologies enough to Dennis. The rest stared at Dennis with determined eyes, obviously not leaving anytime soon, he smiled in pride before he typed a few more codes into the computer turning the cameras back on. "Alright. I shall fill out the forms and have the human test subjects brought in, all of you prepare the serum for injection. By tonight we have to start the first round of human test subjects," he explained.

"Yes sir!" The scientists all walked off to get the serums started on while Dennis sat behind his computer once more to start filling out forms. As he set his hands on the keyboard keys the head scientist could see his fingers shaking, his heart beating a thousand beats per second. He took a deep breath and let out a slow sigh before closing his eyes and rolled his shoulders to allow himself to relax. Clicking on the folder which contained the permission documents, Dennis stared at the text stating the purpose of the serum's existence.

"Completely obedient, powerful, and untiring soldiers." So many countries were racing to achieve such a serum, many of which had taken to killing other countries in attempts to snatch up one another's' secrets to the super soldier serum. Dennis honestly had no idea if his own serum would work... but by this point his entire career was resting on the job, he'd taken upon the load and he needed to see it through like the ship with its captain. Dennis pushed away any of his own moral objections as he started typing up the letter to send off to the government officials, and then he'd focus on the requisition of human test subjects.

***

Norman:

Prison Cell 288: 16:00 Hours

Norman grimaced as he saw that the guards seemed to be awfully cheerful today. They usually only got that way after punishing a prisoner, some of which deserved being punished, but honestly he thought a few of them enjoyed punishing the prisoners just a little bit too much... Lounging on the bed without his shirt he scratched at his bare chest, his muscles gleaming with a thin layer of sweat from the heat of the prison. A tattoo sat on his right pectoral, something he'd gotten back in high school about ten years ago. It was a cross, something that a lot of people considered cliché for a prisoner to have, but for him it meant something as he'd been raised in an orphanage run by a church. "Hey, Norman," a voice hissed from under Norman's bed.

"Mmm?" he grunted. Honestly he would prefer to nap a bit longer, though that could be said about any day, Norman had been in jail for three years now and he was looking forward to another seven so a day's nap was a small amount compared to what he was spending.

"Ya know what's goin' on with the guards?" There was a squeaking sound as Norman's roommate stood up, Norman suddenly having a brown pair of eyes gazing at him. Norman's roommate was a guy by the name of Pippin Tannor, a pretty weak name in Norman's opinion, he had got a whole two years in prison from stealing from some rich guy. It was a lightweight sentence, Pippin had been there for about a year and a half now, so he was nearly out. Pippin had never learned how to shut up in the time he'd been there, every day he continued to blather away and some days Norman thought about shutting him up... but he didn't want to extend his time in prison.

Glancing over at the prison guards walking past their cage, Norman shook his head. "I know as much as you do, Pip. They've been in a good mood for the last hour though, so probably someone got rough outside and it gave them the chance to get their excitement over and done with by beating the guy." Pippin slowly nodded, staring out of the bars with a wide eyed expression before slipping back into his bunk, leaving Norman alone once again.

Closing his eyes Norman thought that he might get some rest for the rest of the day... until there was the sudden sound of the gate unlocking. Norman jolted up as he looked at the door to see a pair of prison guards standing there with big grins, the prisoner's chest suddenly growing a bit tighter. "Something happen? Recess isn't for another two hours," Norman grunted.

"Get off of your beds and stand up against the wall," one of the guards ordered. Norman thought about resisting... but he hadn't done anything wrong, so he'd be fine. More than anything it was probably another one of the Warden's chats with the prisoners, another self-gratification about how much better he was than the prisoners who had all committed some form of felony. Sliding himself off of his bed Norman landed on the ground and pressed himself up against the wall along with Pippin, his hands pressed up against the wall. After the guards had made sure that neither of them were armed they stepped into the cage and quickly handcuffed Norman's arms, none too lightly either.

It didn't surprise Norman too much though, it'd been that way since he had first arrived in the prison. Norman's body was a muscled machine which fell in line with the image that had been set up from his crime, he'd crushed both of a man's arms and beaten the living shit out of him because he'd been siphoning some money from a charity that Norman had been working to build up. Norman wasn't too bad of a guy, but he had a quick temper for people who had the gall to pick on those who couldn't fend for themselves, and they'd chosen Norman's charity to fuck with... so he'd had to teach the guy a lesson... or two. Sadly the guy had turned out to have a damn good lawyer, and in the end Norman had netted himself ten years, but thankfully he'd found out soon after that the guy had been caught stealing from an orphanage's money account. Thankfully he'd arrived in the same prison that Norman was residing in, and with a bit of talking around the prison he'd gotten the man to be one of the most hated people in the prison, Norman did have a way with words when he needed to.

"Where are we going?" Pippin asked. Usually the prison guards would ignore such a question, but Norman was shocked when one of the guards popped him right in the jaw, knocking him right to the ground. The talkative man had been knocked out with the punch as he was a pretty scrawny guy, Norman feeling a fire light up in his chest as he bared his teeth.

"What the fuck was that for?!" Norman snarled. They responded with a quick pop to the back of his head, but Norman wasn't quite so easily pushed around as he glared at the prison guard. The guard froze up as the man's fierce gaze snapped on him, if Norman was pushed too far, he didn't know if he would kill someone, but at the very least he could give someone a damn good beating. "What the fuck has you guys feeling so ballsy?" he growled.

The one picking Pippin up from the ground gave him a cautious look, his free hand sitting upon the hilt of a gun. "We've been given the order to move the prisoners of this block to the bus to be shipped to another prison. The Warden said not to take any shit from the prisoners," he explained.

"Moving to another prison?! They always give us warning whenever they move prisoners!" Norman snapped. The prison guard just shrugged though as the other pushed him towards the door, and though Norman wasn't exactly excited to be pushed around he didn't have much of a choice in this situation as he wasn't the one holding the gun. As he got into the line of moving prisoners he had the feeling that something wasn't right and he only hoped that he wasn't being shipped off to a death sentence...

***

Dennis:

Lab 4: 18:30 Hours

There was a rush of activity around the labs as all of the scientists were preparing the test tubes with the serum to make sure that everything was set up correctly. The military men were blessedly busy with their own business so that the scientists were left to their own devices, Cooper was the only one that was in the labs still, and of course he was breathing down Dennis's neck. "So you think you still have a chance of staying, Lawk?" he snickered.

Dennis ignored him though as he checked his phone, the government had promised him that the test subjects would be here before seven. He had to have the test subjects in the chair before eight or else he wouldn't have enough time during the next day to get the subjects all prepped. The government hadn't told him yet who the test subjects were, but honestly he didn't want to know as he couldn't let any of this weigh on his chest as he needed to get this done. "We're going to finish without a problem," he said briefly. He directed a few of his aides towards some chairs that still needed to be prepared, his mind was completely set upon making sure this experiment went down well.

The aides were all working their asses off to make sure that the experiment would hit it off perfectly, but Dennis wasn't so blind that he didn't notice the looks of doubt that they all exchanged. They all knew the serum that they were making, and if it worked right than more likely than not they would be making many men into slaves. That being said though, none of them said anything about it as they all knew better than that as they themselves had created this serum and it was their sin to bear on their shoulders. Dennis could only imagine that the scientists who had left would be feeling extremely guilty for being a part of this project, but by this point he'd pushed them from his thoughts, after all they'd all wiped their hands of this project.

"You'd better, or else you'll have some things to stay to the general. He brought you on with a big budget, I'm only too sure that he'll have some words to say if you don't succeed," Cooper chuckled. Dennis felt his blood start to burn as he turned on his heel to snap back but Cooper was already stomping out of the room, both a blessing and a curse as Dennis would've loved to tell him off, but he wasn't about to be taunted into fighting a worthless fight.

Brushing the soldier away from his thoughts Dennis walked back into the testing room, thirty chairs set in a room with all of the walls having one way mirrors set into them... Dennis's aides were all working away at setting them up in time to have the subjects on the chairs before eight. Glancing at his phone Dennis tensed up as he saw a waiting text and he knew immediately what it meant, he suddenly clapped his hands together making all of the scientists in the room jump. "Everyone, finish this up. The subjects are here! Now remember, whoever they are, don't pay it any attention! Who they were no longer matters, they are now simply test subjects given to us by the government. Be them murderers, civilians, or veterans, they are now just experiments to be used in the pursuit of perfection, understand?!"

There was hesitation as the twelve scientists gave one another doubtful looks, but after a moment they all wiped away the hesitation as they looked to him. "Yes sir!" they said confidently. Dennis nodded back before walking out the door, it was finally time to start this experiment... he just hoped that he wouldn't be sending men to death's door sooner with his serum.

Walking down the halls of the military base he could feel the eyes of soldiers on him as he strolled through the hallways. There had been many rumors circulating the base since he came on that he was some sort of mad scientist, something not completely off of the mark truth be told, they claimed that he was some sort of modern day Frankenstein. Honestly most of the rumors made Dennis laugh, but in the end their words didn't matter, he had been hired on by their own government, and if they were going to blame anyone for men being turned into weapons, they could point their fingers at the government, in the end he was just the one loading the serum into their blood.

Soon he walked out into the open where he watched as a bus was being pulled around, the windows completely blacked out, something that the government had likely thought would brush away suspicion, but in the scientist's personal opinion it probably attracted more attention than anything else. He watched as a few military men stepped up around the doors of the bus causing Dennis to stiffen up, the way they held their weapons he knew that his concerns hadn't been without warrant. "Prisoners... it had to be prisoners..." he breathed to himself before walking towards the bus.

***

Lawson:

Bus: 18:30 Hours

The first clue that something was wrong was that the bus's windows were completely black and the fact that the bus driver had a wall between himself and the convicts that completely blocked out the front window. There were thirty convicts from the prison being moved, but the thing that was giving Lawson shivers was how cheerful the prison guards all were. From all that Lawson had heard about transfers, the prison guards tended to be grumpy as they hated having to fill out all the paperwork of the transfers, but today they seemed like they were all smoking a little too much Mary Jane. Pippin and Lawson had been seated together, after twenty minutes of driving the other convict had finally awoken, his face carrying a sizable bruise.

"What happened?" Pippin groaned.

"You asked too many questions," Lawson grunted. Pippin gave him an odd look but just nodded as he glanced at the windows, his face lighting up with confusion as he saw the black windows. Nobody could see out the windows and whenever one of the convicts asked about them, all they received was a smack on the back of the head from one of the guards, so soon enough the bus was completely quiet.

Now Lawson tended to be a pretty rational thinker so it didn't take him long to piece together that something was very wrong, especially when they started driving on an extremely rough road. Whenever the transfers were happening, the drivers were very careful to drive on smooth roads so as to not give the prisoners any sort of opening to escape, so something must be wrong. Of course he didn't ask anything of the guards that he had no desire of taking a sudden and painful nap.

They were in the bus for about two hours, long enough that many of the other men started to groan and whine to the guards, but the guards just shouted them to stay quiet. Lawson's stomach churned in anxiety as he could only imagine what they were being taken away for, maybe to be... killed? He drew in a sharp breath and let it out with a shuddering chatter of his teeth, Pippin looking over at him in confusion as the man tried to keep himself calm. "What's wrong?" he whispered.

Not wanting to worry him, Lawson just shook his head, but Pippin didn't look convinced as he gave him a concerned look. Lawson couldn't push out the mental images of weapons being pointed at them though, the sounds of death... he couldn't bear the thought. By then though the bus had started to slow down, soon enough pulling to a complete stop with a grumble from the convicts as they all looked to the windows anxiously. There was a long few minutes of complete silence, some of the guards walking past them and opening the door and stepping out into the sunlight that seeped into the dark bus.

Whispers broke out amongst the convicts, reminding Lawson of days in high school where students would take any sort of absence from the teacher as permission to talk. Pippin's eyes were still stuck on Lawson, a fact that he couldn't avoid as he attempted to avoid meeting the other man's eyes. Suddenly a new person marched onto the bus, an unfamiliar person, he wore a white jacket that covered a wrinkled black shirt and khakis underneath. He looked a bit older, maybe late forties, possibly early fifties... his hair was graying slightly, but for the most part he seemed pretty energized if not a little tired looking.

Looking around the bus the man seemed displeased, a grumbling noise eliciting from him as he glanced over all of them, another man stepping up behind him in military garb. "Will these do for ya?" the man asked.

Every prisoners' eye was locked on the men in confusion, most of them completely confused by the sudden appearance of the man. As for Lawson he could only shiver slightly, his skin turning clammy as he saw the white coated man. A dread had formed in his stomach, would they be killing all of them with some untested poison?! The prisoner almost wanted to cry, to start wailing in fear... but he couldn't, his body was too tight to do such a thing. "There's no more time to look for anyone else. Get them ready," the professor growled. His voice was soft, but somehow it filled up a lot more space than Lawson would've expected from his meek appearance.

"Alright," the military man grunted. With that the scientist clambered off, Lawson feeling a dread growing as the guards walked back in a new expression in their faces, an almost guilty one. "Get them all off as soon as you can!" the military man barked. Without a moment's hesitation the guards started to pile the men off of the bus, though not without complaints and angry groans. Now all of the convicts knew that something wasn't right, but whenever one of them tried to fight off the hands of their guard they would be hit with heavy hands, none of the guards holding their punches.

As Lawson was taken out of the bus his breath caught in his chest, as he walked off he could see some of the other convicts being led between lines of armed soldiers who gave him disgusted expressions. The convict for a moment froze up and received a quick jab in his ribs that had him moving once again as he held his eyes on the ground between his fee. Now he knew it, he wouldn't be leaving this place again... he would be dead soon enough, and no one back home would even know that he'd been shipped out to be some guinea pig...

***

Dennis:

Lab 4: 19:30 Hours

The last hour was a rush, the subjects were shoved into examination rooms, all of them being assigned an experiment number, their bodies being examined, and then all of them being shoved into the chairs waiting for them. This was easier said than done though, it didn't take the scientists long to know that all of the men were convicts, several of them threatening the scientists if they touched them. Thankfully the military men were on top of it, all of them threatening the convicts with bullets if they didn't conform, twenty four of the thirty they brought in were put into the seats, the rest Dennis didn't question as he didn't want to know the answer about what happened to the other six.

Soon enough twenty four test subjects were in their seats, Dennis and the scientists had grown tired of being yelled at by the experiments, so they decided to silence the men with a small amount of sedation. Honestly Dennis disliked the idea as he was concerned that it might affect the test subjects' results, but he only had so much patience for being called a murderous bastard, so after a time he'd allowed the others to sedate all of them. By now Dennis had all of the subjects completely bare save for a pair of boxers on all of them, their bodies completely bare.

Some of the convicts were well muscled, some were average, and there were three that were fatter. Honestly this was what Dennis wanted, if his serum worked correctly than any fat should burn away and form into muscle, the same with the average, and as for those who already were well built their bodies should tighten up even more. Dennis prayed to himself that this would work, he had put too much time into this for it to not to work but... no, he couldn't doubt it, he just had to do it. "Sir, shall we proceed?" one of the aides asked.

For a few moments Dennis was silent, his eyes locked onto the subjects, all of them looking dazed after the sedation. Many of them looked like everyday people, but he also knew that all of them had wronged society in some fashion, and using that would be the best way to push his hand further as he would be making them obedient and subservient. "Do it." The aide nodded and soon the experiment was underway, all of the men had their arms pressed into restraints, tubes being prepped with the serum as they were all prepared. One by one their arms were swabbed to numb the area, and then without much ado the needles were injected into the subject's arms, and the serum was released into their bodies.

Some part of Dennis had expected an explosive reaction, one of them lashing out, maybe someone screaming out in pain. Much to his relief though there was no such reaction, all of the test subjects were quiet, their dulled eyes glancing off into the distance as all twenty four of them were injected with the serum. Dennis soon stepped into the room, his eyes trailing over each of the subjects, not really taking in their faces as he had no intention of memorizing any of their features. "Start the next step," he said.

One by one the aides slid earbuds into the subjects' ears, starting a drone of commands into their minds. The message was to enhance the obedience, a program of looping messages that would have all of the subjects falling right in line, no complaints, no anger. Finally after fifteen minutes all of the subjects were set up, six chairs empty, but Dennis was fine with twenty four test subjects, it would give him more than enough data to work with. Honestly he didn't know if the serum would work completely, if it did then it would be a miracle, but as for now he just had to sit and wait. "Good work, everyone! Now that we've got this all set up we'll have two volunteers stay and observe the experiments, everyone else go get some sleep, tomorrow we'll be busy tending to the subjects while being audited by our sponsors," Dennis explained.

Everyone nodded, two of them volunteered to run the experiment through the night, they would be given the next day off of course, but everyone else would be heading off to sleep. While Dennis wanted to sit through the experiment, his aides were able to convince him to hit the hay as he'd have to deal with government types the entire next day. He instructed the pair to inform him if any major changes happened during the night, otherwise he slipped off into his room to sleep, his stomach never unclenching even as he slid under his covers.

***

Lawson:

?

Nothing made sense, words flowed into Lawson's ears but... everything kept shifting, his blood burning, his skin itching, his breath short, his thoughts jumbling around in his head. Every now and again something would flash in front of his eyes, a light, a person, a hand. At one point he thought he heard moaning, the next it was silent, then a groan, a whine, a grunt.

"Follow orders! Get in line! Obey your superior! No talking back! Be an obedient soldier!" Loud barking orders echoed in the man's ears, his head aching even with the dull feeling flooding his body. He recognized a tickling in his body, feeling like ants were marching through his body, mercilessly stomping through his veins.

For a few moments Lawson became more cognizant, his eyes flicking around and catching a glimpse of black material covering his skin, but soon after he flicked out again... He recognized that something was off, that his body was aching, his muscles burning, his senses overloading with input... and then he was gone again.

***

Dennis:

Bedroom: 23:00 Hours

Enjoying some blissful sleep, Dennis was enjoying a dreamless sleep, something he far preferred to some of his feverish dreams. He was sound asleep until his phone started ringing with a loud and obnoxious ring tone, and though he attempted to ignore the calls the scientist soon jolted awake, his hand flying over to the phone and yanking it towards his face as he answered it. "Hmphllo?" he groaned. It was a rough approximation of hello as his face was still partially buried in his pillow, but for now it had to work as he heard one of his aide's voices on the other side.

"Sir, we need you to come to the lab right now!" It was one of the aides, and though part of Dennis wanted to sleep more, he could tell from the aide's voice that something was wrong.

"I'll be there," he grunted. With that Dennis ended the call and dragged himself out of bed, his body moving as fast as it would allow. Slipping on some clothes that he'd thrown on the floor before falling asleep, Dennis was off like a bullet out of a chamber. He rushed past some military types who gave him odd glances, but otherwise they let him go on their way as they had no intention of getting mixed up in the odd scientist's experiments.

Hall after hall, Dennis rushed past the doors and soldiers, his heart pounding heavily against his chest, concern wracking his body as he could only imagine some of the subjects having died. Finally Dennis ran into the room, his ID card swiping as fast as it could through the scanner, the door being flung open and the man running into the room. His aides turned to face him, their expressions unreadable, Dennis running a hand through his hair as he let out a slow breath. "What happened?" he grunted.

Both of them seemed at a loss for words so they merely gestured towards the experiment chamber. Dennis briskly walked over to it, throwing the doors open and walking in to come across... "What?" Dennis grunted. His eyes widened as he entered, his eyes flicking over the chairs where the subjects sat... and his mind couldn't quite comprehend it. Where all the subjects had been, animalistic men sat now, marbled bodies, attentive expressions, and very canine attributes. They all had a variety of pelt colors, gray, brown, spots, even a black pelt of fur.

For a few moments longer Dennis stared at them, a few of them turning their attention to Dennis, but they were all quiet as the scientist rubbed his eyes a few time, thinking that he was still dreaming. He blinked away a few dots and saw that the animal men were still there, with that he slowly turned around and walked out, his eyes focusing on the aides who looked at him with shell shocked eyes. "What in the hell happened?! Why wasn't I alerted earlier?!"

They exchanged nervous glances as one of them stepped forward, his body posture suggesting that he'd rather be anywhere but here. "W... well sir... it... well it just happened like... twenty minutes ago. They were all fine for quite a while, we could see that the serum was indeed having an effect on their physical structure, their bodies growing more muscled, fat burning away."

"Well that's not strictly true," the other pitched in. Dennis's eyes flicked over to the other scientist who shied away at the sudden pointed gaze. "T... their hair, we could see that the coloring was changing, their hair follicles seeming to grow a bit faster than before. Otherwise, we thought it was just a side effect..." he grumbled.

"So you're telling me that in twenty minutes' time, all of our subjects became dog men?" Dennis asked. He was shocked that his voice was so calm seeing as he was practically seething, but he was trying to keep himself from popping one of his aides in the faces.

His aides exchanged another nervous glance before slowly nodding. "Yes sir," they said. Dennis rubbed his eyes once again, his patience short, he was trying to avoid from yelling anymore as he gestured for them to move. Walking up to the computer he rewound the footage they had constantly recording, his eyes tracing over the image, his eyes widening as he watched the recording in reverse, the fur, muzzles, grown ears, all of it sliding away in reverse within the last twenty minutes. His breath was ripped from his lungs, their expressions during the transformation went from inattentive and sedated into acute and positively solid, their gaze seemingly tracking any sound they heard, the earbuds having fallen out of their ears as their ears slid from the sides of their heads into the tipped canine ears.

For a few minutes Dennis watched the video forwards and backwards, his brain mulling over what had happened. After a few moments his mouth gaped in realization, a memory rising in his head, he'd had a rather odd idea one night while developing the serum, the idea to add dog DNA to help with the obedience side of the experiment. There was also the part of the serum that was supposed to help rebuild body structure, some form of speeding agent that they'd developed, originally intended to build muscle mass. The only thing he could think of was that it had manipulated the dog DNA to rebuild their genetic structure, so if that had happened... then maybe... they were perfectly obedient?

"Have you talked to them since their change?" he asked over his shoulder. Both of the aides shook their heads, they were probably scared shitless by the fact that the humans had changed. "Alright... I'm going to go in," he grunted. The aides watched him nervously as he walked in, his eyes locking onto the nearest one of the subjects, a handsome looking brown canine, if Dennis had to put a finger on what species they were, he'd compare them most to wolfhounds. He stepped in front of the brown furred man, the dog's eyes meeting his own with a striking sharpness, the scientist's heart pounding hard in his chest. "You, do you remember who you were?"

Without hesitation the subject answered. "I was Shane Reynolds, sir," he said sharply.

Dennis blinked a few times, noting the "Sir" in the canine's response, a shiver of excitement rippling up his back. "What about now, who are you?" he asked.

"I'm an obedient soldier, sir," the man answered. A wide grin cracked across Dennis's face, he doubted that the canine was lying to him, after all he answered without hesitation, his eyes hadn't flickered when he had answered, a usual sign in lying was a hesitation, but there was none. He gestured for his aides to come inside, they'd interacted with all of the subjects, or at least more than Dennis had.

Walking in they both eyed the dog men nervously before approaching Dennis, looking at Shane wearily. "Boys, do you remember which subjects were giving you trouble?" he asked.

The aides looked at another in confusion before nodding, they started pointing out several of the subjects, Shane being one of them. In fact they seemed surprised at how calm he was acting, none of the men were struggling against their bonds, they all answered their questions without hesitation, they sat upright and were very attentive. All of them responded very similarly, they could tell exactly who they were, but now that didn't seem to matter as much anymore as they seem almost excited to obey the any order given to them.

After fifteen minutes of questioning the canine men Dennis decided he was curious enough that he wanted to test something, so he sent one of his aides out of the room and had them lock the doors, a precaution he had installed when he had learned what their experiment was exactly as he couldn't risk giving anybody super strength and being too dangerous. Dennis walked over to Shane and unlocked his restraints, for a moment the aides flinching in fear, worried that he might attack or something... but nothing, the canine sitting completely still as he awaited a command. "Stand up, Subject 4," he commanded.

The dog's ears twitched and he jumped to his feet lightning quick. Dennis's heart was thrumming like a drum, the scientist walking around the canine subject. His body was a masterpiece, he had muscles that would make some soldiers jealous, no excess fat, he had a tail now that had grown from above his ass, but it was just as still as the rest of his body. "Drop down and do twenty pushups," Dennis commanded suddenly.

"Yes, sir!" Shane barked. With that the canine dropped to the floor and did twenty pushups with incredible speed, his posture was a bit sloppy from lack of training in pushups, but otherwise he did them fantastically. Afterwards he jumped back to his feet, Dennis grinning as he looked the dog over once more. Shane didn't say a thing, he stared forward and awaited for the man's commands, the perfect soldier.

"Return to the seat," Dennis said. For a moment he thought that the dog might take the chance now to run, but once again the dog followed his commands perfectly, sitting back down and allowing Dennis to restrain him once more, not a flinch as he was restrained once more. Dennis then turned to the window and grinned as he gestured for the aides to come back in, the program was a perfect success! Now it was time to mark all of the subjects and prepare them for the next day's exams, they would make for the perfect example to show the government!

***

Lawson:

Lab 4: 00:30 Hours

Obey the commanding officer. Be an obedient soldier. Don't talk back. The dog was released with his restraints, his arms screaming in relief as the tight restraints allowed blood flow to flow back through, but Lawson stayed there as he stared at the scientist. "Stand up," the scientist commanded.

Why? A voice asked in Lawson's head, but he of course obeyed. "Yes, sir!" he barked. Jumping to his feet he stood at attention, the scientist walking around him and admiring his body, his thick coat of black fur bristling as he moved, his muscles reveling in the movement after staying sitting for so long. Lawson had memories of his life, he remembered the life of prison he had grown used to, he remembered being on the bus, he remembered his family... and for some reason he couldn't quite connect to it. It felt like it was his life, but at the same time it felt like it didn't care... They took my life away, how dare they! It was the voice once again, loud, obnoxious, and very wild.

The scientist observing Lawson's body stopped as he swung around the dog's backside, staring at something in confusion before calling over the head scientist. The head scientist approached, Lawson recognizing him as the scientist who had been on the bus earlier, he looked a bit stunned as he looked over Lawson's backside. "Well then... I suppose some mutations were to be expected..." he mumbled.

"What mutations?" Lawson suddenly asked. The scientists flinched at his sudden question, he was the first to suddenly talk out of nowhere, the subject not enjoying being kept in the dark.

The head scientist eyed Lawson carefully, the dog suddenly feeling guilty for talking out of term, after all a soldier shouldn't talk out of line. After a moment though the scientist just sniffed and glanced back at Lawson's rear. "It appears that you have two tails compared to the rest who only have one... not only that, but you also have a larger rear," the scientist said. Lawson felt a brief moment of embarrassment, as if it were wrong to be different from the others...

No... not bad, it makes me different... makes me more significant! The voice was louder, every time it talked in Lawson's head, he felt more interested in it. It was as if his mind were developing a personality of its own... or is it his actual voice? The scientists checked Lawson over further, to check if there were any other differences, but otherwise they couldn't find any other changes. The head scientist decided that he would be fine, so like the rest Lawson's ear was soon tagged, he had to resist a growl as the metal bit was stamped into his ear marking him with a 24.

"Get into the line," the head scientist commanded. Lawson's inner voice wanted him to tell the scientist off, but Lawson ignored it as he fell into line with the rest, the last in the line. The scientists walked to the front of the room, the trio observed the line of canines with something akin to pride. "It looks like our experiment will be a critical success," the head scientist chuckled.

The other two agreed with large grins as they walked the line down and up, giving the canines another once over. Lawson had a feeling of annoyance and disgusting though as he felt their eyes washing over him, he wasn't theirs... he was his own person! I'm a strong canine, can't they see that?! I don't belong to weak humans! In fact... I should... Lawson blinked once more, the programming from the audio washing over him once more like a bucket of cold water, telling him to cut out the train of thought he was on.

"Since we've gotten everything set up, what shall we do with the subjects?" one of the aides asked. They looked to the subjects, all of them standing at attention.

Dennis looked them over, his eyes looking over them suspiciously, if he were thinking clearly he would probably have them locked up for the night... but he was feeling so proud that his thoughts were a bit clouded. "We'll have them stay in their chairs for the night. They'll be fine as they are," he said. While the aides didn't look quite so confident they agreed anyways as they didn't want to get in trouble with their boss. "Subjects, return to your seats for the night. We will be back tomorrow to issue further commands," Dennis ordered.

All of the subjects barked in unison. "Yes, sir!" With that they marched towards the seats and sat down, once again all sitting up straight, none of them moving as the scientists turned out the lights in the room and walked out. There was silence in the room, none of the subjects moving, all of them obeying their orders. At least most of them were, Dennis's body was tense, and his mind was racing... his thoughts were confused...

Not only that though, he was taking deep breathes, his nostril being filled with the scent of... musk. Manly musk flowed through the room, all of the virile canines, their bodies positively pumping with strength. As far as Lawson could remember, he'd never been interested in other men before, he'd gone on several dates with women before, but now... he found himself lusting... lusting after the other males. His cock quivered in its new sheathe, his tight boxers starting to tent slightly as his hands clenched around the edge of the chair's arms, his programming telling him to stay calm, to ignore outside distractions. Why do I still listen to this programming? It's obvious that I'm better than the humans, I'm stronger in all ways, I have the body of a soldier, the nose of a dog, the power to beat down anyone who gets in my way! I should be in control... I should take control!

It was a losing fight between the programming, and Lawson's new instincts, his body slowly slackened as a new smile started to slide across his face... a new thought starting to race through his head. Why should I fight this anymore? They made me into this strong beast... this powerful specimen! I should be more than just a soldier... I should be a leader... an Alpha! New instincts flooded through Lawson's body as he took a deep whiff of the air as he climbed to his feet, the other dogs briefly looking up at him, but they didn't say anything, after all they had been ordered to wait for more instructions in their seats.

The air... their scents... it was all rich to Lawson, so sexy... so strong! He growled to himself with delight, his twin tails flicking as he reached down and pulled his boxers down... down... and down to the ground. His cock stood at attention, no longer the human shaft that it had been, but now a large red cock pulsing with desire. The musk in the air was like the smell of food to a starving man, Lawson needed them... he needed another canine. He slowly looked around, such a good selection, they all waited for some form of direction... and he would give it. "No more listening to the humans," he said aloud. The dogs looked to him in slight confusion, wondering what he was going on about, their minds told them to stay calm... but his words brought about some form of excitement... a pack desire.

"We don't need to listen to humans, they're weaker than us, and they can't do what we can. Listen to me, your Alpha, I will claim you all as my own," Lawson ordered. The other dogs were nervous, their programming... they needed to obedient soldiers... but... he was their superior... wasn't he? The dog marched over to another dog, Pippin in fact, somehow Dennis knew... his scent, it was familiar to Pippin when he was a human, but it was wilder now... sexier. "You're mine now, so stand up," Lawson growled.

For a moment Pippin hesitated, he could recognize Lawson, his scent was familiar but... he needed to obey orders... but... that was an order... wasn't it? "Y... yes sir," he panted. With that the russet furred dog jumped up, Lawson and Pippin were almost exactly the same height, the Alpha grinning as he pulled Pippin close and gave him a deep kiss, Pippin's eyes widening for a moment, his eyes suddenly dilating as something was introduced into his system... a new found obedience... a new respect for his alpha... a new desire to be... claimed by his alpha. They broke the kiss, his canine features blank for a moment before he licked his lips, his nostrils drawing in a deep breath and drawing in the male musk and loving it. "Sir, please... claim me," he whispered.

The Alpha grinned and nodded, Pippin dragging down his own boxers to the ground revealing his own sheathe which was starting to erupt with a red rocket of his own. Somehow Lawson's changes had been different from the rest, out of the batch he'd been given some odd DNA that had changed his DNA far more than the rest, his body now creating some form of ingredient naturally that elicited natural compliance, turning the brainwashed soldier into a submissive canine completely under the command of his Alpha. Lawson started to sniff around Pippin's body wildly, his senses going crazy as he went down on his knees, sniffing around Pippin's ass, the dog's rear a nice pair of perk furry cheeks hiding away a pucker.

"Spread your cheeks," Lawson commanded. Pippin was panting by now, his arousal growing immensely as he pulled his cheeks apart with his hands revealing a large ass, his rear releasing a high amount of musk that was growing as his arousal did. Lawson staring as the ass felt an uncontrollable desire... a need... to get in there... to own it. Without much though he pushed his muzzle in, his black leathery nostrils pushing into the other dog's furred rear, his nose sniffling heavily as he breathed in the musk right from the source. He then moved his nose up and started to lick at it, taking in the sweaty rear, the powerful scent, the delicious flavor of the other male's ass.

For a few moments Lawson paused... he knew that something was wrong... he would never have done this before! He'd been human, he'd been normal, he had dated women and had never taken a second look at a woman... I'm no longer human though! I'm better, I'm the Alpha, and as such I own all the males of my pack, and own every part of them! He shivered as he grinned wide and licked deeper and deeper, Pippin whimpering with delight as he was rimmed, his ass feeling so much better with the other male's powerful tongue digging into him.

There was a bit more sniffing and licking before Lawson suddenly pulled out having thoroughly cleaned out the other male's ass, Pippin suddenly whining before the Alpha stood up and rubbed his arousal up against his furry rear, a new excitement building up in them. By now they were thinking less like humans and more like animals, heat pouring off of their bodies, a new instinct to rut all night. The Alpha took his first bitch, pushing into Pippin's ass with glee, his breathes heavy as he started to pump in, his hands wrapping around Pippin's waist as he started to fuck away at the virgin hole.

Pippin whined and yipped in delight as his cock pulsed between his legs, the other dogs watching on in a mixture of confusion and horror. They all had a basic understanding that it would be happening to them next, but still they followed orders like the good soldiers they had been programmed to be. The dogs growled and barked a few times, neither thinking much of anyone else as they enjoyed their carnal pleasures, Pippin losing any interest in following anyone else, a complete and utter devotion to the Alpha and to the pack forming, a new sensation that had him feeling complete in his new form.

After several minutes of their balls bouncing and Pippin's anus being pumped full of his Alpha's meat, they both came, a howl of pride eliciting from them both as one of them was owned, and the other claimed his rightful place as Alpha. Soon after they pulled apart, juices leaking onto the floor as Lawson's body shivered in joy. "Fantastic, you shall be my Omega, the bitch of the pack," Lawson ordered.

For a brief moment Pippin felt saddened by this, but it quickly vanished as he realized that he could have more butt pounding sex like that all the time! "Yes, Alpha!" he barked in glee.

Now Lawson turned to the others, a delighted expression on his face as his cock was already filling up once more, a raging libido that wouldn't be quenched until heh ad his pack! "Shane, I think you're up next," he chuckled. The dog looked at him nervously as he approached with arms open wide and a kiss waiting for the next pack member...

***

Dennis:

Bedroom: 02:00 Hours

Heading off to sleep after a quick drink with his aides, Dennis slipped off into a dream pretty quickly, expecting to wake up later that day so he could present his new perfect subjects! What he didn't expect was to be awoken by a sudden klaxon bell, it threw him out of his bed with bleary eyes as he swatted around for his alarm before he realized that it was the base's alert system. Blinking a few times Dennis jumped to his feet, a bit dizzy from exhaustion, but he didn't let it stop him as he slipped his glasses on and threw on a pair of clothes as he rushed out into the hall, soldiers and scientists alike were rushing through the halls, all of them looking confused and panicked. "What's going on?!" Dennis screamed out in the hopes to be answered.

Sadly the answer to the question was preceded by a sudden punch to the face, Dennis flying into the wall with a painful grunt, his entire face radiating with pain as he was picked up by Dennis's favorite soldier. "What the fuck did you release in this goddamn base?!" Cooper screamed.

Blinking a few times as the stars danced around mixed in with the flashing red lights, Dennis shook away some of the dizziness. "W... what do you mean?" he grunted.

Cooper practically snarled as he popped the scientist in his face again, Dennis's entire head starting to ache from the repeated punches. "Whatever the fuck you made! Some of your scientist buddies told me that you gave them free reign to do whatever the fuck they want! Well good news, asshole, they're fucking infectious whatever they are!" he screamed.

For a few moments Dennis was completely stunned, his breath frozen in his chest as he realized what the soldier was saying. "T... they're infectious? They're walking around free? What happened while I was asleep...?" he asked in a terrified whisper.

"I dunno, doc! But you better fix this because those fuckers are fucking everyone on the base and are turning them into queer animals who won't listen to a fucking word that anyone but this black dog says!" Cooper growled. Dennis's eyes widened as he knew exactly who the soldier was talking about.

"24... he... he's the leader?" For a long moment Dennis was just stunned in silence as Cooper finally put him down, though it was more of a rough shove than a regular put down. "We... we need to develop an antidote!" Dennis was already pulling himself together again, he was absolutely terrified, but he knew that this was all his fault and he needed to fix this right away!

Cooper looked around the hall, it was starting to grow quiet as the scientists and soldiers were running to escape, nobody wanted to be infected by these creatures. "How're we going to do that, Lawk?" he sniffed.

Taking a few calming breathes, Dennis quickly thought things through, he needed to get to Lab 2, and he could concoct a serum to counteract the infection by reverse engineering the serum they'd already created. "We have to get to Lab 2, right now!" he ordered. While Cooper despised the doctor, he also could recognize the fact that he was the only way that they were stopping this as the rest of the scientists were too fucking scared to do anything about it, so he nodded and led the way with gun in hands.

As they were running down the halls there weren't any words between the two, neither had anything to say to the other, they would finish this and then hate each other more. Suddenly from the intercoms there was a blaring voice, one that had Dennis's heart stop as it didn't take a genius to figure out what it meant. "COMPLETE BASE LOCKDOWN! ALL DOORS, WINDOWS, AND EXITS HAVE BEEN LOCKED DOWN UNDER QUARANTINE! COMPLETE BASE LOCKDOWN! ALL DOORS, WINDOWS, AND EXITS..." It started repeating over and over again, Dennis and Cooper exchanging horrified glances.

***

Lawson:

Security Office: 02:30 Hours

The Alpha grinned as one of his new followers finished typing in the lockdown password, the fox's tail whipping from side to side as the dog who had initially infected him who was riding on his cock gave him a kiss on the cheek. "That's a great job, Max! Now no one can get out until we're all done with them," Lawson chuckled as he watched on from behind the pair of humping canines.

"Tha... thank you, Al... Alpha!" Max moaned. With that the fox gave into his rutting, the dog he was fucking whining happily as they mated.

Lawson didn't know quite where this master plan had come from, in fact at first when they had been escaping from the lab at first he had just planned to leave with the rest of the dogs, forget the humans. That was his plan at least until they ran into their first human, a scientist, one of the scientists had been looking them over in fact earlier. Lawson had been a bit blind in his anger at seeing the arrogant human, so he had pushed him down and decided to embarrass him by fucking him, owning his ass and then getting out... well, that was the plan until the scientist started to change, fur sprouting all over his ass and a tail growing from above his ass crack. From there Lawson's plans all changed, better ideas coming to mind as he started to think about expanding his pack!

Now as he walked out of the office he looked from side to side, many of the humans were likely flooding the exits, trying to get out, but finding that they couldn't. "This will be perfect," he chuckled.

"Alpha!" Pippin came rushing around the corner, his expression serious as he ran up to the black furred dog, quickly dropping onto his knees before the alpha dog. While they had been changed for so short of a time, it was like all of the others in the pack fell right into place, immediately obeying their Alpha, falling to their knees and worshipping him like a god. "I have bad news!"

"What?" Lawson asked.

"The head scientist, we haven't found him yet! According to the scientists that we converted, he could ruin your plan by making an antidote, Alpha!" Pippin whined.

For a moment Lawson felt fear flow through his system... but after a moment he took a calming breath and let a confident smile appear on his face once more. He'd caught the head scientist's smell before... and it was still fresh. "Don't worry, Pip. He's still here... and we're going to make sure he joins us." Pippin barked in excitement as he licked his Alpha's cock, and then jumped to his feet as they walked down the hall to find the head scientist.

***

Dennis:

Lab 2: 03:00 Hours

The head of the scientists couldn't help but keep looking over his shoulder as he continued working on the cure. He felt his chest thumping with painful power, he knew that any moment he would hear gunshots from outside the door. Cooper had told him to go in and lock the door, from there the soldier would protect him as long as he could, and honestly Dennis hoped that it would hold long enough that he wouldn't have to see anybody else infected. One tube of chemicals, another tube, it was coming together, but he needed another few minutes to make sure it would work.

Pouring the initial serum into a petri dish, Dennis held his breath as he took his cure and held it over the juice, holding his breath as he prepared to pour it in... Just as the door suddenly slammed with a jarring impact. The scientist jumped in shock, the vial of cure slipping from his hand and crashing on the table, the concoction flowing down the counter as Dennis flipped around. The door was still standing, but there was a sizable dent in it, but it was impossibly bent after being hit a dog, no matter how strong. "What...?" Dennis breathed.

There was another slamming sound, the dent in the metal bending even further, the scientist's eyes widening as the door sagged slightly. There was a moment's wait, and another slam, but this one was the door swinging in and hitting the ground with a metal clang, standing on the other side wasn't a dog, but rather a muscled horse with a dripping cock between his legs. Dennis's eyes were wide open in shock as he watched the horse march in, his body a chiseled beast, and behind him was the black dog, the Alpha. "What... how is there a horse here?" Dennis asked in shock.

The horse grinned wide, his expression somehow familiar, an almost snide grin that resembled... "Remember me, Doc?" The voice was most definitely Cooper, his body squared up in pride, his stallion shaft dripping pre all over the floor.

The Alpha chuckled as he ran his hand over the muscled horse's abs, his face set in a confident grin. "Like it, Dennis? The first person I infected became a kangaroo, another became a fox, and this soldier right here became a horse! I'm not quite sure how it works myself, but it looks like dogs aren't the only things we can, doc. Don't worry though, they're all quite obedient to me! This big guy here got a big kiss when he wasn't looking, and then he was begging to be fucked like a slut. Honestly it was really funny, and really hot too, I'm glad to have a big muscled bitch like him," the Alpha explained.

"Cooper, come on, you were fighting this along with me!" Dennis begged. He was trying to back up, trying to find something to fend off the animals with, but there was a whole lot of nothing to use since they'd set most of their equipment in Lab 4 for the experiment.

The horse licked his lips as he wrapped his massive fist around his cock, jerking it as it started to harden once again. "Well the Alpha showed me the better way, doc! Don't worry though, he's gonna share it with you too! It's fucking awesome, and the Alpha is a fucking great rimmer, it's so goddamn hot," he panted. Dennis shivered in horror at seeing how fast the man had changed, his voice one of complete awe, it was obvious that he practically worshipped the dog who had converted him now.

Turning his gaze away from Cooper, Dennis looked at the Alpha with a disgusted look. "What do you get out of all of this?! Some sort of sick pleasure in turning others into sex craving animals? Why don't you just leave?! It's not like you have to change us all!" Dennis growled.

***

Lawson:

Lab 2: 03:15 Hours

"Doctor Dennis, you don't seem to understand..." Lawson chuckled. He felt a mixture of glee and anger, his eyes focused on the scientist who was cowering up against a counter. "You wanted to play with us... make us into your lab experiments... tried to brainwash us all! You should know of all people that this is exactly what you were doing, so when I'm doing it, then it's wrong?" he growled.

The dog grew closer and closer to the scientist, his body shivering slightly with rage, his muscles quivering with tension as he reached out towards Lawson and picked him up with ease, the man's feet dangling off of the ground as the Alpha held him up. "I... I know it was wrong but... shouldn't you... understand how it is... to want freedom?" Dennis gasped.

The dog's eyes glinted in amusement, his shaft flaring up in excitement as he drew the man closer to him, their eyes level with each other. "I do. Here's the thing, Dennis, I found out when you turned me into the Alpha I am, that this is freedom. I am giving you all the freedom of your true bodies, and the freedom of sexual release," he growled. Dennis's eyes were widening as he saw Lawson had no intention of holding back. "Don't worry though, doc. You'll feel it too, I have no intention of hurting my head scientist," he laughed.

With that he dragged Dennis into a deep kiss as he had with the others he had infected, for a moment there was no change as his tongue dug into Dennis's mouth, the human shuddering before the changes started. Pulling back Lawson licked his lips, his grin wide as he saw Dennis's eyes widen. "Enjoy," he chuckled.

***

Dennis:

The scientist shuddered as the invasive tongue left his mouth, Lawson said something, but by this point it was dull as he was put on the ground once more, his body starting to tingle as the infected saliva was depositing the infection down into his system. "N... no... please..." he murmured. It didn't matter though because the changes were already starting, the tingling sensation rushing over his face as he pushed his hand up to his mouth, feeling new fur starting to grow there, far softer than any facial hair that he might grow.

Not only that though, even his tongue was starting to feel numb as it lengthened with a painful stretching sensation, his face starting to shift out into a muzzle as he scratched at it, wincing as he could practically feel the infection burning its way through his veins. "Mmm... looks like someone is going to become quite the cute kitty," Cooper laughed.

For a moment Lawson wanted to snap at him, but he realized that there might be a chance for himself still as he rushed over to the counter where some of the spilled potion still sat stationary. Without a second thought he dipped his face down and started lapping up the drink, his tongue acting like a cat's would and bowled the liquid up into his waiting muzz... mouth. "Come on... work... please," he moaned. For a moment he felt a second tingling sensation in his mouth... and then nothing, it fizzled out. "No!" he wailed.

"Looks like your attempt failed, sorry," Lawson chuckled. By now the changes were going full speed, the tingling sensation flowing over Dennis's entire body, skin was covered by soft fur. Dennis's senses were all getting hyper tuned as his vision started to flicker a bit, his body starting to change into a far more feline one, his eyes quickly adjusting to the changes, though his head ached a bit from the suddenness of it all. Panting slightly with his body's metabolism switching up a bit, Dennis stumbled as he felt his clothes start to feel increasingly loose, his body's entire anatomy changing with great speed.

If Dennis were watching his own changes from the outside, he would've been amazed to see how fast the changes really were, his hair shifted from pepper gray and black into a mixture of yellow fur and black spots, his ears popping a few times as well as they shifted from the sides of his head up to the top, flicking a few times as they took on a feline sharpness. "Please... stop this..." Dennis groaned. The others in the room just chuckled though as his age wore away from his body, the infection seemed to be having a youthful effect on his body, his forty year old body starting to feel far spryer, his muscles growing lean, all the aches and pains vanishing in exchange for a far more youthful vigor.

The really scary part for Dennis was the mental changes, as his body shifted more and more he found himself leaning in support of the changes, his desires changing from those of staying a human leaning towards a new delight. His interest in women quickly waning, a new desire for the males in the room growing... particularly for the Alpha... his Alpha. The changing man panted as he felt his cock even change, it hardened and grew longer as his body started to grow a sheath around the base of it, barbs appearing over his cock as he started to purr without much thought.

"To me it looks like you should get out of those clothes," the Alpha's voice spoke. Dennis shivered as he realized how close he was... how much closer he could be... a claw quickly sliced through Dennis's shirt and pants, his boxers going soon as well as he was soon left bear, but his body was already coated in a fine layer of silky feline fur. The male's arousal bobbed between his legs as he tried to avoid thinking about horny he was... and how great the air smelled with all the musky scents in the room.

The cheetah quickly got used to his body, some form of instincts taking over as he tried to walk away from the Alpha, an almost pitiful show of strength as he knew that the fight was just about done. His body wasn't quite as ripped as the others, he seemed to carry a thinner physique with large asscheeks, a body more prepared to be an omega for the pack... "It... it's amazing..." he breathed. All of these thoughts flooding his head... new desires... new positions... his new place in the world. "I... I want it... so bad..." he moaned.

Suddenly a hand wrapped around Dennis's side, the male feeling his Alpha so close, his powerful scent... his male musk... it was overwhelming. "You want this, I know you do," the Alpha growled.

"Please!" Dennis begged. He couldn't control it anymore, he knew he belonged in the pack, he would do anything for the Alpha! "Claim me!"

Lawson:

"I'm only too glad to, now don't touch anything until I'm ready," Lawson chuckled. He was extremely turned on by the new cheetah who was begging to be in his pack, of course he would take him in as he would love to have such a fuckable bottom in his pack. Like with the rest he got down and had his new boi spread his asscheeks, his round pucker waiting for a nice lick... he shivered with arousal as he remembered the horse's ass, such a big rounded pucker... full of flavor and masculinity... he'd be diving back into Cooper's ass soon enough. For now though he had to focus on this cute thing's ass, and so he quickly got to work, digging his muzzle in once again, dragging his lip through the other male's ass, rimming him and working up a natural lubricant in the cheetah's rear.

A deep purr worked its way up in Dennis's throat, his balls shifting below him as he twitched in delight, his anus being worked through by his Alpha was extremely arousing. Of course though he didn't touch his cock as his Alpha's orders were absolute, his tapered penis twitching with need as he was preparing to lose his virginity. Soon enough the Alpha pulled out, licking his muzzle of his newest boi's sweat and then preparing to fuck him. "Beg me for it," he grunted in the cat's ear.

"Please... put it deep inside of me... I need it... I want that bone so far up in me..." Dennis whimpered.

"That's a good Delta," Dennis chuckled. With that he rammed his penis right up into the waiting feline's anus, quickly rutting in his newest addition as he had with others. The cat let out several purrs and moans as he got used to his new lot in life, and he couldn't be happier as his thoughts were finally all shifting into place, to be an obedient member of the pack. Not only that, but a Delta, he would be a scientist for the pack as he was as a human, but his skills would be put to perfect use. Dennis's anger towards the cat was still slightly lit so he made sure the cat had a good long fuck so that he could work out all of his emotions, cumming four times inside of the waiting ass before pulling out, Dennis panting in a mixture of exhaustion and delight as his ass dripped with his Alpha's cum.

In the background Pippin and Cooper had cum several times while watching, the Omega and Beta's cum covering the floor as the Alpha had the cheetah lick his cock clean, turning to face his other pack members. "We take everyone in the base and then we leave! It's time to find us a home and then start preparing."

"Preparing for what, Alpha?" Pippin asked.

Lawson chuckled as he petted the cheetah's head, his cock already starting to harden again as he thought about it. "Preparing to start spreading this gift to everyone. We will make packs all over the world after all!"

***

Government Complex: 08:30 Hours

When the officials arrived they came to a completely empty base. The entire place was clean, everything looked normal, but all of the computers' databases had been scrubbed clean and there was no information about what happened to the bases' inhabitants. Of course the government officials were completely baffled by what had happened, but there was one good thing to come out of the entire situation. There was a box found filled with serum marked to be the super-soldier serum they desired, and since they were far behind in the war, they would be quick to send the serum to their soldiers, unaware of any consequences of the serum.