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Several people as of late had gone missing without a trace or sign wandering through the woods located off the high road, gnolls were chief among the creatures that had been presumably taken. The people of the city near those very woods were too nervous to even travel the roads without some form of escort, though none had ever been taken from the high roads in plain sight. Superstitious folk thought that a spirit lived among the trees, taking those who trespassed, and at the same time the merchants with a bit more sense were more concerned about the safety of their product and their own lives traveling on the road. The guard could not rightfully dispatch a full unit of armored fighters into the forest to swing their swords at leaves to hope to catch their suspect, no, instead the captain of the guard in all of his infinite wisdom and frugality decided to hire a local gnoll hunter and ranger by the name of Brraen to scout the woods and track down whoever or whatever had been taking people from the woods. Foolishly, Brraen accepted.

Upon the stonework bridge leading to the city a tall gnoll walked covered by a forest green cloak with a leather jerkin tight against his powerful chest, ears perked as he prepared himself mentally to enter the woods once his feet touched the road. Brraen lost himself in the soft sound of the rushing water underneath the bridge, his chest rising as he took a deep breath. It was important to take inventory of what he knew and what he didn't know, and just how much of a fool's quest he had been sent on. Complaining wouldn't do any good as he'd already been paid for the job, but the captain of the guard hadn't given the grey furred gnoll much choice. Truthfully Brraen would have preferred to stay out of the woods where people had been disappearing in great numbers, the majority of which were gnolls like himself. Brraen might have been old, but not stupid. He was going to be fodder for the fair captain and his band of misfits, or be arrested for refusing to aide the city. Still, it wasn't the worst paying job and he knew the lay of the land around the city well enough to avoid trouble, unless there truly was a spirit out there. Generally Brraen preferred to stay away from magic. He'd been victim to a few fairly nasty pranks from friendly dryads druids and fae out in the field one too many times. As he stepped upon the dirt of the road he rolled his shoulders and drew his bow, eyes focused on the thicket of trees before him. Beyond that verdant wall he'd find what happened, or hopefully come back empty handed.

Night had fallen as Brraen entered the woods, as was part of the plan. He had been hired for a night scout, as some had managed to come out of the woods during the day, but not at night. Gnolls had good vision in the dark, which concerned Brraen further. Not many could pounce on a gnoll in the woods, especially not hunters who were looking for game and already on edge. The gnoll traveled through the woods without much trouble, navigating the brush without making a single noise. At the same time he kept his ears up to hear as much as he could, an arrow already ready to be pulled back and loosed by his longbow should he need to. Only duty kept him from turning tail to leave, that and the promise of shackles should he not satisfy the desires of a petty captain and he'd rather not become a runaway to start a new grand life on the road.

Some time during his slow travel he noticed that the noises of the woods seemed to die. The nocturnal birds that fluttered about occasional all but disappeared, the buzz of insects dying off, and any other creature seemed to fade off into their burrows or whatever they used as a home. He wondered why? At that moment he couldn't hear a single thing and so he stood still, brow raised as he took stock. Nostrils flaring he couldn't smell anything out of the ordinary, only wood leaves and the occasional fading scent of a beast. His eyes could see nothing through the brush and trees, and his ears could not pick up a single sound. Even still, he stayed where he was, not moving, and yet his body suddenly felt fatigued. Were his old bones finally getting to him? His hips ached at times terribly before sleep, and his shoulder burned when he pulled back on the string of his longbow, but such a sudden show of his age wasn't plausible, he had just been ducking through brush and around trees at a easy pace to keep himself as quiet as possible with the least amount of exercision, and yet he felt as if he had been running for days. His body suddenly responded without him, his knee dropping to the dirt below, his eyes feeling far too heavy. With a snarl he tried to force himself up, to get away, his mind registering the danger far too late before his world then turned entirely black, the last sound he heard, a feminine giggle in the distance.

Down and deep in the earth a lab was cut into the stone, the large room containing beakers, containers and tables of varying sizes. All of the tables were just a bit lower to the ground than usual, and there laid Brraen shackled upon a slab of stone, a thin tube in his arm making its way to a container on a nearby tray resting on a metal table. That same giggle that Brraen had heard before falling rung through, a short hooded figure garbed in a heavy cloak that surrounded them stepping around the various cloaks. As the hooded figure stepped around to a large table with various instruments they threw their hood back to reveal the horned and scaled head of a kobold with bright red eyes that gleamed even in the dim light of the underground lab. She hummed happily as she brought a mortar and pestle before her to crush various herbs and strange roots together. She slipped the dust into a vial once all the ingredients were finely grounded and added a bit of something viscous and green, watching it as it seemed to writhe and burn within the glass container.

Underneath her cloak her thick tail lashed at the ground in satisfaction and she turned with a spin and a skip to examine her slumbering patient. Certainly she had been hoping for a younger specimen, or even a fresh one simply for the fact that she had never experimented upon the young, but he would have to do. To unlock the secrets of the body, Erah had secluded herself among the underground in exile, her brothers and sisters disdaining her peculiar interests and her colleagues not willing to go to the lengths at which she did. Making trinkets and baubles, making lead into gold, and other such pursuits did not suit her, or her fellow peers, and yet they gave in to the threat of being pursued for their research, for their brilliance. Of course she had her benefactors, but Erah alone had decided to continue her peer's work and begin with something that interested her in particular.

Mutations were a strange thing in creatures, lending them strength in some places and in others crippling them. She desired to forcefully mutate a creature, to change the inner workings of that beast and see it grow powerful so that she may apply the same to all. Wars could be won easily with her type of research, and even belittled and mocked races would benefit from such a thing growing powerful and making whatever they desired out of their own bodies. Such mutation could protect against demons, and against certain flying beasts with ego's far too large for their tails. Of course all of her experiments had failed up until now, but she was willing to give anything another try, just like her scentless sleeping gas. That new concoction she tried on the gnoll could have rightfully put him to sleep for good, but thankfully he was peacefully dreaming upon that slab of stone she used for so many others.

Erah stepped to her subject with mixture in hand. She would need to feed it directly into his veins, which wouldn't be too difficult with him knocked out cold, there was a chance that the pain could wake him, but what was a little pain in the face of advancement? She gave a shaky sigh as she reached to feel over his powerful arm. Really it was tragic, such a powerful and beautiful race wasted one after the other, truthfully she wished to find a proper result to her research. She had a particular fondness for gnolls. They were powerful, pragmatic and most of all they respected strength, that and the canine cock was a truly beautiful thing. Giggling to herself she gave his arm a soft pat and stepped to the other side to take the container attached to the gnoll's tube and slowly drip the liquid into it. A bit of magic infused with the proper ingredients gathered from various powerful monsters was certain to induce the mutation she desired, or tear his body from the inside out. Either way she watched with curious, stoic eyes as she liquid slowly flowed from the container, into the tube, and into the gnoll's arm.

Brraen woke to a sharp pang of pain that shook his arm, along with a sensation of something flowing through his veins. His eyes broke open and he snarled pulling fruitlessly at the shackles that bound him. He rocked his body from side to side trying to free himself, his eyes locking on a short kobold next to him, "YOU! Kobold! Free me or I will break you!"

Erah simply chuckled and shook her head, her eyes focused on the gnoll's body as she waited for the changes to begin. At first it seemed as if the only thing that had changed was the fact that he was now awake and snarling like a rabid animal, but then she noticed that his struggling died down. Her eyes grew wide as she stepped closer, expecting him to pass away from the way his body shuddered, but instead he began to speak through strained words, "Cold...Hot...It feels strange...What have you done to me kobold?"

Erah purred an answer, figuring that nothing would go wrong so there was no sense in hiding anything from him, "I just want to make you better...Stronger. Even gnolls grow old and sickly, even your body fails now and then. Imagine if none of that happened, if you were powerful every single day of your life."

As she planted a clawed hand upon his arm to soothe him, Brraen began to struggle again, but his body felt so heavy. The flow that he felt through his veins had stopped, but it had been replaced with an icy embrace that sent shivers through his fur, along with a burning from deep within. It felt as if his insides were ready to burst free. Whatever she had done to him, he expected death to soon take him.

Just as Erah scowled and turned away expecting the gnoll to pass away at any moment she heard the strain of metal, her eyes growing wide as she wheeled back to see the gnoll struggling with renewed strength, his muscles bulging beneath fur, his eyes wide as he snarled and howled like a mad creature. A crooked smile touched her features as she approached him, hands trembling as she reached to feel over her success before suddenly she yelped, hopping back as the shackles began to pop and groan in protest. It was perfect. His strength was returning to his body and his manner was that of a wild beast, but was his mind in tact? Erah's curiosity got the best of her as she spoke out, "Can you hear me gnoll? Tell me! Tell me how you feel?!"

Brraen snarled and his wrists pulled at the weakened shackles as he felt them give bit by bit, "Everything burns! It feels...good, but something is wrong! Now is your chance to set me free before I will split you down the middle and show you just how it feels to have this fire erupting from within!"

Erah mentally recorded his experienced, remembering gladly that she had the latest mixture written down deeper in her lab, but as she clasped her hands into fists to celebrate, she heard the first restraint pop, her eyes turning to witness the enhanced gnoll pulling at the last restraint keeping him on the table. Hissing quietly she turned tail and ran to grab hold of a hand crossbow stuffed underneath one of many tables in the room, a green feathered dart already ready for her to fire, but before she could turn again to fire the gnoll had already broken free.

Brraen snarled, the air rippling as he was suddenly behind her in one leap, his powerful hand gripping upon her thick tail to pull her onto her rear. She yelled and turned while kicking out, firing haphazardly, the dart sailing past his ear and off into the dark corners of the lab while the gnoll closed in upon her, pulling her forward and leaning in his maw open and dripping spittle upon her snout.

Erah's eyes trembled, her body shaking as she spoke in a stutter, "B-by...by the elements...Look at you...You're..." She paused before whispering, her hands reaching to feel over his powerful jaw, "You're perfect..."

The gnoll clamped his mouth shut, his eyes growing wide before narrowing. Brraen felt a mix of rage, satisfaction and further anger at the thought of being treated as some sort of pet. He snarled again, his hand-paws moving from gripping at her tail to tearing apart her clothing, hard leather shredded like weak cloth. He wanted her to feel the burning that she had caused him, the feeling deep inside that everything was being re-arranged in the strangest ways, and he wanted revenge. What better way than taking compensation? Than forcing himself on her and leaving her with child? It would be perfect! For a moment he shook himself, his enlarged form shuddering as he wondered what brought on such violent thoughts, he could have simply broken free to do his job, and yet the violence coursing inside of him kept him from turning tail, and the nude form before him.

Erah's eyes grew wide as she saw the enhanced gnoll's cock growing before her. She had toyed with previous subjects before, but never without restraints, never without proper care, and never with one so large. She gulped and found herself scooting back, her white scales reflecting the nearby torchlight. At the same time she had to fight back the desire to run to her success and embrace him, to covet him and tell him how perfect he was, but by the sound of his snarl and the snap of his jaws, she figured he wasn't too interested in being praised. Still, she could not help but marvel at the gnoll's body, the way its muscles bulged and rippled, the way his claws and fangs had seemed to elongate, and the subtle glow to his eyes to show that the magic was there inside of him. He was perfect.

Both the gnoll and the kobold edged back against a wall, Erah yelping as the back of her head touched the stone. She had nowhere else to run and Brraen had long since given up fighting his urges. Both of his hands lashed out to grab at the horns upon her head, pulling her snout against his twitching red cock. Her eyes grew wide as he pressed the tip of that massive thing against her mouth. Erah's creation was obviously far too amorous, and not at all controllable, but surely even he wouldn't expect her to simply open her mouth. As that thought crossed her mind, his words rung out through a snarl, "If you'd prefer we go dry in your tiny hole, I'd be glad to..."

Those words brought her mouth slowly open, her eyes shutting as she braced for it. She couldn't help but feel a bit of excitement rush from her tail up her spine. Dominance, she was so used to having it that it felt strange and bracing to have all control taken from her. It was why she preferred larger men, why she preferred violent men. She expected him to pound in immediately, but instead he placed his cock against her tongue, her body shuddering from the salty taste as he slowly began to press into her mouth. The gnoll's far too hot cock slid against her tongue, the tip touching her throat as he continued to push on in, taking his time until his knot kissed her snout. Erah was very glad for the lack of gag reflex, but even then it was still too much to take, her jaw sore from the massive piece in her mouth, but that couldn't compare to the sudden feeling as his balls slapped against her chin, his knot pushing on through and connecting her snout to his crotch.

With his massive form looming over her she could do little but try her best to please the beast, her tongue working around his cock just as he began to grind and thrust. With every little second he seemed to thrust harder, his powerful legs and hips pushing him forward and back as he snarled, his claws holding tight onto her horns. The fear and pain that she felt along with the shame of being dominated by her experiment led both of her shaking hands between her legs, her fingers spreading herself as she pushed two digits inside of her pussy to begin stretching it out, wet and sticky pleasure clinging to her fingers as her body prepared itself for the massive cock that would be ruining her insides. Mentally she had to remind herself that she was still in a terrible situation and needed to get out, but all she could do was hope that he tired himself out.

Brraen had never felt this powerful. His age had faded over the course of a few minutes, his back no longer aching, his shoulder no longer burning from simply moving. Even if he felt fury and lust for the kobold below him, he began to feel somewhat thankful for the fact that he could ravage her so violently, and the sensations! Every single sensation burned and felt intense, her tongue and throat feeling hot and slick around his pulsing cock. Already he felt close, far too close from the ecstasy of his transformation and his acclimation to the sudden power. With just one more thrust he let out a wild howl and his cock began to twitch violently, hot and thick cum erupting forth from his swollen member, his seed filling his captor's maw.

Erah moaned out as her tongue and throat were assaulted in equal amounts by thick seed. She drank every single little drop given to her, her fingers working deeper and deeper inside of her cunt, her three digits stretching out wide and her toes curling. As the panting beast pulled from her mouth, she licked at her chops, breathing out, her eyes half lidded as she looked up to him, "That was...Wonderful..." she said in a lust drunk pur.

Brraen stared back down at his now lustful captor, his eyes narrowing, suspicious. As he pulled away though, he noticed that her legs were spread wide, her toes were curled and her fingers were spreading her insides wide for him to see. He should have crushed her there with his newfound strength, but seeing her so submissive, so ready, along with the fact that his body felt so good, he couldn't resist. He brought himself to her level, his mouth closing over her's, her tongue meeting his for a heated kiss her hands shakily coming up to grip upon the sides of his muzzle.

For a moment both Brraen and Erah lost themselves in the heat of that kiss, Erah's tail lashing out happily. She should have kept a gnoll around years ago, or at the very least indoctrinated one to ravage her every night. When their mouths parted, her eyes trailed down to his twitching cock, not yet flaccid. Eyes half-lidded, her tail raising to brush around his balls before coiling around his cock to urge him towards her cunt. Brraen responded by grasping his cock, her tail slowly slipping away as she spread her legs further, her eyes focused on him as he pressed the tip of his cock to her pussy. She could see that he was being gentle now, that he was working with a bit more passion, and so she taunted, "Break me you mongrel."

Brraen growled in response, his hand holding firmly onto his massive cock as he began to push the tip inside, and as soon as it entered he brought himself fully inside of her except for the knot. Erah's back arched, her eyes growing wide as she felt the majority of his cock planted firmly inside of her pussy, her tight insides clinging desperately to that hot piece. Even with the pain of sudden penetration, she moaned out, her hands grasping at her face as she shook and shivered in disbelief, her tail coiling around his balls to squeeze lightly as Brraen began to pound inside of her without remorse. Every single one of his thrusts brought a jolt of pleasure and pain up her spine, excitement amplified by the knot kissing at her pussy with every thrust, every single pound. She groaned out, lost in the pleasure, yelping as a single hand pinned her to the ground, keeping her from moving at all as her insides were pounded into. At this point she wanted to left with his child, because what a powerful creature it would be, what an amazing test subject it would make, and all she had to do was hope the seed would stick.

Brraen groaned out loud, his body shaking as he thrust to the kobold below him. Her cunt seemed to pull upon him, holding firmly onto his cock and not letting go even as he pulled back as if her body desired for his cock to be inside of her permanently. The intensity of his enhanced body, of the kobold's tight cunt, all of it was too much to handle, and so rather than think about anything, he allowed his body to work. The claws upon his feet dug into the hard stone, cracking it as he thrust himself harder and harder inside of the kobold, his ears taking in the sounds of her moaning and squealing, his cock twitching with every single push. He could feel her tiny claws digging into the fur of his hand as she desperately sought something to hold, felt the way her tail squeezed upon his balls as if she wanted every drop of his cum, and so he brought himself deeper inside of her, his eyes shutting tight as he began slamming down to her, grinding his fat knot against her cunt, Erah going wild beneath him.

Erah's eyes widened as she felt the gnoll begin to grind against her. His knot was stretching her hole wide as it struggled to enter her. Erah's eyes fluttered, her toes curling as her tailed squeezed just a bit more on the gnoll's balls as she felt his knot finally push inside of her, trapping the two together with a wet sloppy pop, but he wasn't done there. She was suddenly hefted upon her shoulders as the gnoll got up, whining as he turned to begin pounded directly down inside of her, piledriving her insides with his cock like a feral beast knotting his bitch! She squealed out then as she felt her insides tighten and grow far too hot, her body shaking as she finally came, her breath coming in quick pants. Just as she felt her climax end, she felt her insides suddenly become drenched in a torrent of semen, the gnoll snarling as he came inside of her his claws digging deep into the floor to keep himself grounded as he filled her up. There was so much of it! Far too much of it! It almost felt like it would spill all out of her even though at the same time it felt as if it were stuffing her womb with all of his seed. When finally it was all over he turned around again and sat back down, his cock still twitching, her head spinning from the sensation and the position she had just been let down from.

Brraen snorted, staring down at the kobold stuck to him as she writhed from the pleasure of his cum filling her. The intensity of the mutation had disappeared and it felt as if his body had shrunk back to normal, but he still felt powerful, his old aches and pains still gone. Every so often he would try tugging out, the kobold gasping as his knot tugged at her insides until finally he was able to slip out of her. As he got up the kobold shakily did the same, her insides dripping. As he turned away from her he felt her snout against his balls, her tongue flicking out, he growled just a bit and looked to her just as she sat back with a giggle, her legs crossed at the ankles as she held herself up with one hand, "Goodness me...You can't think to leave me after that success...Obviously you enjoyed it too."

Brraen was about to contest what she had just said, but his slowly receding cock and the cum dripping from her reminded him of the fact that indeed he had enjoyed it, more than that though, he felt strong, stronger than he had ever felt before even though his body had returned to normal, suddenly she spoke out in a quiet voice, "Did your aches return along with your form?"

Brraen shut his eyes for a moment and spoke with a grunt, "They're gone. I feel like new...Maybe I'm still the same age and my body too, but I don't feel the pain of age."

Erah smiled and brought herself up fully, though she nearly fell. She stepped around to his front and reached to grab at his hand with both of hers, "Thank you then...I trust that you're going to turn me in now though...I can't really contend with your strength like this..."

Brraen snorted, turning his head away from her, "You're experiments have killed many...But...the results of this have made me curious..." He then turned his head to look down at her, "Can you tell me your secrets?"

Erah's eyes twinkled, an experiment gone assistant? How interesting, "Now...That would be telling, and I need to report my findings, but if you want...I could always use an assistant and student...Plus we could use this latest mix to have plenty of fun, I promise not to toy with you too much."

Brraen sighed, his curiosity getting the best of him as he decided to do what he thought he was originally avoiding, "A new life around beakers, books and a tight hole...Why not?"

Erah clapped her hands together and smiled, "Grand! We'll just have to get my change of clothes, burn this lab after gathering some notes, and oh of course retrieve your things! Hm...But first I may need a bit of a break to rest off the...You know."

Brraen nodded and his lips quirked a bit as he saw her sit down upon the cold stone with a sigh. Rather than leave her alone he sat with her to pull her into his lap, his eyes shutting as he allowed himself to enjoy this strange little moment. Erah sighed happily, her head resting upon his chest. She could count this experiment as a success, for now. Hopefully her benefactors would think so too.