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As Jennifer traveled towards the elevator, the immense weight of all that was happening hit her like a brick wall. As she stepped in and the rickety doors which sealed the apparatus closed, she simply slumped down in the corner of the little elevator and began to sob. This was not the life she had wanted to lead; this was not in any way what she had wanted to happen. Ever since Jeremy had been taken 6 months ago because of performance issues, she hadn't been able to keep up. He had been her best friend for the last 2 decades, and now that he was gone she could do very little. Now to top it all off, her poor performance at work had caught up with her and she was sentenced to this... fate. It was a fate that not normal little girl should have to bear, and most certainly not her.

She tried to close her eyes, hoping that when she opened them again the elevator would be gone, the fur that covered her body would disappear, and she would be back at home in her bed and things would be alright. But no matter how many tears she cried, no matter how many times she tried to open her eyes again she was still in that elevator. The slow and dull groan as it crawled floor to floor, flashes of light peering through upon the sobbing vixen each time. Jennifer felt as if she had lost everything; her friends, her family, her home, and even her own body had all but betrayed her.

And now, she was locked away in some deep, dark, and depressing lab as some kind of experiment. She'd been injected with more concoctions than she cared to count, and each time she felt as if she was losing more and more of herself in the process. She wasn't a prudish girl by any means, but each time someone had tried to take advantage of her she'd offered up no resistance, her mind swam in a mixture of thoughts and emotions trying to figure out why. She felt as if her own body was betraying her at every step along the way, selling her out for its own satisfaction.

She peered at the black fur which coated her hands and most of her arm trying to make sense of it all. What Darien had said made enough sense in her mind, but it was not the kind of answer she was looking for. She didn't just want to be some lab rat that was brought up to service the wills of these sick freaks. She was a human being damnit, a real living human girl.

"I'm human..." she said through sobs, tears streaming down her face and tickling her whiskers.

She was quickly rocked out of her trance as the elevator came to a sudden stop, the doors pushing back to reveal a hallway. She saw a sign above the frame of the entrance which read "Sanitation" with an arrow indicating that it was down the hall. In a sort of stupor, Jennifer stepped out of the elevator, just happy to see something that wasn't the walls of the cell or the face of that terrible man Siricott again. She slowly walked along the hallway, each step feeling as if it was taking an eternity, her mind still swimming in a flood of emotions.

She finally reached the room marked sanitation, quickly realizing that it had at its center a series of showers. She quickly bypassed everything else in the room, ignoring it to try and reach that shower. She didn't know why she wanted to shower so badly, but she knew that it was the only thing which occupied her mind. She quickly scrambled to get into the shower, turning the water on to something steamy and warm. She slammed the small semi-transparent door so that for just a moment she could have some time to herself.

Her tears mixed with the water as it poured over her body, which seemed foreign to her. The sensation as the water hit her fur was strange and new, causing her to let out a long and drawn out sigh as it dripped towards the drain. She lazily began to look for soap or shampoo, something that would allow her to begin to cleanse herself. She thought that maybe if she scrubbed hard enough, this fur would come right out, that she'd just go back to being a normal girl again. Stumbling around on the slick tile, slipping out from underneath her padded feet, she finally found a small bar of soap on top of a holder along the wall.

Jennifer quickly took to the task of trying to scrub herself down, with each harsh stroke only leaving the fur in place. No matter how much she tried to remove it, it was staying on her skin just as if it had always been there. It didn't change colors, it didn't get any looser, nothing happened at all, it was just fur covered in soap now.

"This isn't right!" trying to muster a scream, only managing to let out a small sob.

Trying to find a place in the corner of the shower where the water could run over her while she could simply doze off into another land, a reality where this wasn't happening. She slowly looked over herself, staring down at her stomach wondering if there were small creatures coming into being right now. The thought of having been bred for someone else's sick amusement made her wretch, reminder her that she hadn't actually eaten in the past 2 days.

She slowly began to rub her stomach as a combative mixture of motherly instincts and her disgust for the current situation began to driver her towards the brink of insanity. She than peered between her legs realizing that all of the previous 2 days activities were now dripping out of her violated entrance on to the floor of the shower.

"Good, now maybe the drain can get pregnant too," she said trying to chuckle to herself. Jennifer's head slumped between her legs and arms and she began to bawl uncontrollably. The sound of her cries was drowned out by the rushing water, but it made very little difference to her. She didn't want to move, she just wanted to sit here for the rest of eternity until someone stumbled across her dead and strange form.

A knock came out the shower's door.

"Jennifer?" a voice asked.

"Go Away..." Jennifer mustered in response.

"Jennifer is that you?" the voice asked again.

"Who wants to know?" she said, chuckling in an uncaring manner. "If you're here to have sex with me, just sign up on the waiting list, I'm sure they'll throw you and I together in a locked cage at some point anyway."

"Jennifer, just tell me, is it you? "

"YES! I'm Jennifer... or I was Jennifer" her head slumping even further between her legs and hands.

"Jennifer... it's Jeremy."

Her heart stopped in its place, her mind rushing to try and rationalize how that was possible. Jeremy had died; he had been executed. She had been to his gravestone with his parents and sister. One of her hands reached above her head and tried to run it through her now furry scalp.

"Nope, not going to work, you're just another male here to capitalize on the girl in heat," she said callously.

"Jennifer, please just open the shower door," the voice pleaded.

"Why not just barge in here, and don't pretend you have an ounce of respect? I've been here 2 days, and that has been more than enough time to figure this place out. Jeremy is dead you son of a bitch." She said grabbing the small bar of soap and hurling it against one of the walls.

She watched as a small bracelet made its way over the shower door frame and on to the tiled floor.

"I'm sure there are plenty of males here that would like to take advantage of you, but how many do you think would have known to save that from being incinerated?"

Jennifer crawled towards the small bracelet, taking it her hands and quickly glancing over it.

"My bracelet..." her voice as weak as it had ever been. "That's not possible! Jeremy is dead damnit, you hear me? He's dead!" her sobbing resumed "You're dead..."

She watched through the glass as the shadowed form on the other side slumped down and placed its hand on the glass in front of her. "Jen, it's ok... it's me," the voice crackled in a mix of happiness and tears.

"They took you away in the middle of the night; I didn't know what I was going to do. You were my only friend, why did you leave me? Why are you still alive? Do you know how hard this is? Do you know why I'm down here?" Jennifer's questions slowly descending into rambling incoherency and sobs.

"I know everything Jen, they've kept me up to date on everything, and its ok I'm here now." The voice paused letting out a sigh. "As soon as I saw your bracelet going to the incinerator for the cleaning process, I knew you had to be down here somewhere, so I followed my nose."

"I don't smell that bad." She replied in a mixture of tears and laughter.

"I didn't say anything about bad cabbage patch."

She slowly reached a paw and placed it on the glass to match the shadowed figure on the other side.

"Can I come in?"

Jennifer slowly reached up, pulling the handle for the shower, the shadowed figure quickly shifting and standing to get out of the way of the door. As the door pushed further and further back, it revealed a creature about 6'3" and covered in spots.

"Oh God, Jeremy what have they done to you?" she shrieked.

The spotted fellow quickly stepped into the shower, kneeling down to hug the vixen crumpled up in the floor. "I would guess the same thing they've done to you," Jeremy said embracing her. The two began to sob onto each other's shoulders, just happy to be close to someone they knew.

Jeremy stepped back, wiping a tear from Jennifer's face and smiling.

"So, you supposed to be some kind of Cheeatah?" Jennifer remarked.

"You never were really good with paying attention during those biology classes were you Cabbage Patch?" he said, punching her softly on the shoulder. "I'm a Leopard" he said glancing over himself "See the rings and the distinct lack of big black lines on my face?"

"Whatever," Jen replied, leaping towards Jeremy to hug him again. "I was so scared Jer, they've had me down here for two days, and they did this to me," she said crying on his shoulder "They threw horny guys at me, pumped me full of all kinds of things, and god knows what else while I've been asleep. I feel like I should be on the list of Mengele's children."

"I know, like I said I came the second I found they had dragged you down here. They had shipped me out to one of the other Domes for god knows what reason." He said, slowly petting her head. "The important thing is that I'm back now, and I'm not going to let them hurt you."

"Always trying to be the hero," she said chuckling into his shoulder.

"If I don't try, no one else will," Jeremy said with a sarcastic laugh.

The two broke their hug, as Jennifer tried to stand up and make sense of things. She watched as Jeremy eyed her over from head to toe.

"You know, if we weren't in this terrible situation, I'd be counting my lucky stars about now." He said, trying to stand up himself.

"And why is that?" Jennifer said, quickly glancing over the leopard now standing in front over her.

"Not every day that you get to see the girl of your dreams naked and standing in a shower with you."

Jennifer blushed, quickly realizing that the two of them were both very much naked, in a shower together, and only a few feet apart. She tried to hide her face, only to realize that she was quickly glancing at the leopard in front of her.

"You're in a lot better shape than the last time I saw you." She managed to say, unable to completely peel her eyes from the leopard's very much toned body and figure. His fur was a mixture of a rustic gold, dotted occasionally by a large black ring. His tail dropped to the floor below, swishing in a back in forth motion in the water. His chest was cream colored and well defined. She finally glanced back up to his face, noticing his Golden, black eyes as well as his adorable rounded ears.

"Heh, yeah when you've got nothing to do all day but work out, eat barely any food, and work out again, it begins to have its affects." He said blushing, his hand reaching behind his head as if to scratch at some invisible flea. "You look pretty good yourself," quickly glancing over her again, astounded by the beautiful create in front of him, her rustic red fur covering the majority of her, the little black furred gloves on her feet and hands, and finally the creamy white fur which made its way up her stomach.

"We've got a lot of catching up to do you know?" she said, reaching over to pick up the bar of soap she had thrown against the wall, throwing it to Jeremy.

"Yeah I figured as much" his hand quickly lathering her backside with the bar of soap, slowly making his way over her shoulders and neck. He watched as her ears slowly began to perk up, the little black tips glistening with water. He made his way along her scalp, massaging it with the soap, using his finger to rub the interior of her ears.

"That tickles," she said, squirming beneath him.

"Well maybe if you'd stop squirming, it wouldn't tickle so much," he said, slowly walking around to her front side, rubbing the soap along her forehead and snout. As he began to slowly take the soap along her front side, making his way to her arms, he realized he was getting ever closer to her muzzle. For just a moment their lips touched.

Both Jeremy and Jennifer pulled back, quickly thinking about what was going on. "I'm sorry," Jeremy exclaimed, "The heat... I mean your heat, must be overpowering my sense. I should go."

"No, stay..." Jennifer said quietly, "Of all the things that this condition of mine could bring, I think I'm ok with you."

"Jen, it's cool, I know we've always just been friends," he said, a paw stroking the fur along her face.

"I think what I need right now most of all is a friend, and Jeremy I want you to be that friend," she said, bringing her lips back to his, her arms wrapping around his back. He quickly found a space on the shower floor to sit himself down. Jeremy scrambled a bit, shutting the door to the shower with a free hand.

"Are you sure?" he said pulling his lips back and breaking the kiss.

Jennifer simply nodded before resuming the kiss, her hands making their way along his back and to the base of his tail. The sudden touch made his ears perk up. Jennifer slowly began to lay back in the shower, Jeremy hovering over her. She felt as one of his paws slowly drifted to her breast, rubbing it and pinching at the nipple ever so often. Their tongues began to mingle in each other's muzzle, in a way neither had done before.

Jeremy continued to kiss her, as the hand which was massaging her breast slowly wondered down the vixen's body to her stomach, rubbing it slowly.

Jennifer's eyes drifted from the closed eyes of her best friend and soon to be lover along her own body. She watched as his hand slowly made its way up and down her form, tickling her as it went. Her eyes quickly drawn away from his hand and to the package which he sported between his legs; she watched as a small pink and barbed organ snaked its way out of his sheath.

Meanwhile, Jeremy continued the oral assault, allowing his wandering hand to slowly drift between her legs, feeling the fur along her inner thighs. The simple touch sent sparks of electricity shooting up Jennifer's body, causing her to elicit a small bark. He felt as the vixen beneath him began to spread her legs, allowing him to slowly collapse into her.

She watched with nervous anticipation as his barbed member hovered ever closer to her sopping wet mound. Her curiosity was quickly answered as she watched Jeremy grab his member with the hand which was rubbing her inner thigh. With one delicate thrust, it had penetrated her, feeling it quickly spread her still somewhat sore tunnel.

Jeremy quickly broke the kiss "Dear god Cabbage Patch, you are tight aren't you? And I'm going to go out on a limb and bet you've never been with a feline before have you?"

Jen simply shook her head no, not really sure what to expect next.

"Oh... this might hurt, just let me know to stop if it's too much pain".

Jeremy quickly pulled back, the spines along his member rubbing against Jennifer's insides, sending a shockwave of pleasure and pain through her body. Jennifer let out an incredibly loud bark.

"Jen?!" he said, pausing.

Jennifer simply took her hands, one pushing his face back towards her in a kiss, the second pushing on his rump so that he would enter her again. Her hand continued to wonder, cupping his balls feeling the light and delicate fur that covered them. She felt each time he entered and exited her, rubbing her insides raw with each continuing pass.

The pace continued, her hands racing all along his body, his hands wondering to her head, playing with her triangular ears. His thrust caused the water to rush off of his back and into the floor the shower, while her body convulsed with pleasure. Each thrust brought her closer and closer to the now familiar feeling of orgasm; her insides began to coil tightly around the invading member causing her partner to pant.

The heat of the shower water could not come close to the heat between the two of them, the wet sound that accompanied each trust, and the barks that Jennifer began to emit. She wasn't even sure what they were, only that as her climax was beginning to peak they seemed like the only form of release.

That's when she felt as Jeremy finally collapsed on top of her, releasing what seemed like gallons of seed into her awaiting womb. The two laid there, in a passionate kiss, their hands now at their sides from the exhausting ride. The water continued to pour over the two, steam rising into the air.

"Should have done that a long time ago," Jen remarked.

"Yeah," Jeremy said, exhausted.