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Caffeine Rush

By: Kiki Kalani

Warning: Goo Stuff, Dark

The wolf's body ached, she didn't know how long she had been strapped to this machine, kept awake as its mechanisms took advantage of her newly altered body to feed its owner with a constant stream of income. Painfully powerful suction cups endlessly pumped away with a monotonous piercing hum that only added to her torment. Her breasts and slit were slowly being milked of every drop the machine could coax out of her, the only thing keeping her alive being another tube strapped tightly around her face that slowly fed her a disgusting paste of drugs and nutrients.

She had been normal, a lab assistant for a private research firm working on 'Utopian' technologies - something aspired to since the beginning of time. The initial goal had been to find a way to replicate food cheaply and effectively using specially crafted and programed nanites, but something went wrong. The details were fuzzy, thinking back made the wolf's brain ache; a painful stinging all over her body as a dense cloud engulfed her, mind buzzing with thoughts, a slow burning wave creeping across her flesh as her grey coat was replaced with shades of brown, and lastly a creamy warm liquid leaking from her now discolored breasts and slit as she writhed on the tiled floor in agony. She had passed out after that, only waking up after having been strapped into the machine in her new dark prison.

Her captor had only come to visit her once or twice since then, even the only to mock her and barely explain where she was or why she had been strapped to this machine. It seemed that her altered body produced a substance similar to coffee, every part of her altered by the nanites to match whatever programming they had been given while still keeping her alive and functional. She was being harvested for that popular caffeinated beverage, or the cheap and nearly limitless alternative she produced from most of her body - turning herself into the dream tool of the demented entrepreneur.

It was a nightmare for her though, it felt like at any moment her body would give out - muscles feeling like jelly and every nerve screaming out for the strain to end. She could barely think from the intense jolts wracking her each second, what little moments of clarity she did have being spent trying to make sense of what had happened to her body or the scrambled mass of thoughts that seemed to assault her mind at least twice a day. She didn't know if it was from sleep, the drugs and 'food' being pumped into her, or something else - but she knew she couldn't last much longer.

***

"Enjoying yourself, Mocha" The wolf's dazed eyes fixed on the women, her captor. The red panda had a look of utter delight on her face, a sadistic glimmer flickering in her eye as she held a coffee mug in her hands.

"I've come to sample my stock, make sure you are still producing and useful to me." She chuckled to herself as she walked to the mass of valves and machines, placing the mug under one as a steamy stream of cream colored liquid poured into it. "Don't worry, if you stop being useful to me I'm sure one of a thousand labs would pay me enough to buy that lab I pulled you from. Maybe I could find some other poor wolf to stick in there."

Mocha couldn't even whimper in reply, tired and blurred gaze fixed with what hate she could muster onto the women's smug sadistic grin. She was almost too tired to hate, too tired to do more but rest limply in her bindings as the life was slowly sucked out of her to feed this women's greed.

"Let's see." The wolf took a sip before giving an overly done reaction to the sweet nearly perfect taste of the warm elixir. "Still good, still marketable. Though I've noticed your production as fallen behind...we'll have to up your dose of hormones - no objections, right?"

The panda again chuckled to herself as she took another sip, stepping closer to Mocha to look over the nearly dead wolf's body. "Really can't imagine we'll get much more out of you. It's a shame really, you've earned me a killing"

"A killing!" She cackled at the pun, lifting the mug once more.

The wolf had zoned out again, strange thoughts entering her mind once more. The rest of what the panda said became a blur as a sudden awareness came over the bound tortured women. With each sip the panda took the sensation felt stronger, like something in the women was calling to her for guidance. She could see thoughts too, barely more than passing images flow through her mind from a body that was not her own.

"Are you even listening to me de--" The panda's eyes widened as Mocha reached out, what little strength she had left exploring this new sensation. She could feel something in the women, warmth and sloshing goopy sensations tickling her mind.

All of the wolf's concentration went towards the women in front of her. As if by instinct she knew what to do, knew how to tap into this power that had evaded her damaged broken mind and body until she was on her last leg. She could feel the sloshing goop slink into the panda's body, slithering and coating nerves and muscles as it weaved its way to her arm.

A shatter filled the room as the mug fell to the floor, the women's body shaking as she tried to fight against the new force controlling her body. "W-wha-what is...g--"

Mocha willed the women forward, watching as her thoughts became reality with each step the panda took back towards the valves. Within minutes the panda was pushing up against them, falling onto the floor shortly after as she looked up at the still dripping facet.

"S-stop th-this!"

One of the panda's arms raised, stretching out to start a flood of warm thick cream right into her open and awaiting mouth. Mocha could feel the connection, the sensation, grow with each gulp the women took. Each second the past gave the wolf more control, more power.

She kept her blue eyes fixed on the now twitching women all the while, watching with a weak pleasure while the women twitched and choked on the nearly endless flood. The drops and spurts from her spasms seeming to cling to her fur as it started to take on a more brownish hue.

Once again instinct took over the wolf's mind, pure hatred fueling her actions as the cream thickened even more - seeming to take on a life of its own as it completely coated the still barely struggling women, flowing into every entrance it could or soaking right into her skin. Mocha could feel the rush of her warm goop inside of the women, flooding her mind and overpowering it with the wolf's own creamy thoughts and will. The panda was soon no more, a thrall changed by the same process that had altered the wolf, but now with a true master.

A few seconds after the last inch of fur changed the panda stood up, legs trembling and body dripping with globs of goo as she shambled over to the wolf. Mocha could feel a glimmer of hope give her extra strength, fueling her onward as she had the women quickly free her from her bindings.

"F-finally..." The wolf choked out a breathless sigh as she fell to the ground, aided back to her knees by her new pawn.

"Y-you..." Malice dripped from the wolf's lips as thoughts of revenge assaulted her weak mind. "You c-can take my place...in that fucking nightmare."

"I obey, M-Mistress."

With that the panda slowly began to hook herself up in the contraption, leaving Mocha with the task of reactivating the machine as she watched her new pawn writhe at the painful sensation of its pumps. It was the most the wolf could do to feel better, only barely able to rise to her feet.

"W-we'll see how long you can last...in the meantime...I need to figure out what is going on." The wolf turned, slowly stumbling and limping towards the exit, body aching for some well-earned rest and mind buzzing with the dark temptation of what her new-found powers could bring.

The End