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So, after a huge delay, I've had some time and inspiration to finally finish this... Hopefully this means I might have some more time and inspiration to keep on writing more, but we shall see how things go! In the mean time... enjoy!

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Alyx appears to be exhibiting delusional behavior, muttering to herself about caves and bats, and falling. Strange, considering she has been kept in a cell for three days since being admitted. Doctor Reinholdt insists that this is due to her condition, but I have my doubts. He says that she was another drug addict brought in by the police for treatment, but why would he encrypt every one of her records if that was the case? I can't help but think that something strange is going on. Nighttime procedures are being scheduled, but exact details are kept a secret. Not to mention the sudden influx in deliveries, ones which nobody other than the good doctor are permitted to sign for. These are taken to a high security section of the asylum for whatever purpose, and then never mentioned. I questioned Reinholdt about these packages today, and was brushed off, but he grew visibly agitated at my mentioning them. I will try to find my way onto the staff for one of these nighttime procedures and see what exactly is going on.

--Personal journal of Douglas Williams

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The day began like any other, nursing staff tended to the various needs of patients admitted to the asylum, though one door remained closed, with no regular checks by any of the normal staff. A lone female rabbit was in the padded cell, babbling to herself incoherently as she had been for the past few days. None of what she said seemed to make any sense, constant talk of falling and darkness, while she lay, or sit while rocking in a well lit room. The keycards held by the regular staff did not open her door, and after the first day, none of them questioned it either. None, except for a particular grey wolf who took a particular interest in the girl, often spending his breaks listening in to what she had to say, even trying to talk to her through the door, though she seemed not to notice.

The wolf couldn't help but wonder who was caring for the girl, if the general staff didn't seem to be allowed access, looking into the computer data on her and succeeding only in finding out her first name, all the rest of the data coming up as classified. "Something strange is going on here..." he thought to himself, though he did not try to dig any deeper, not from any terminal his queries would be able to be tracked from. Already, he took a risk by trying to access her files, but without trying to crack the encryption in place, he felt that he should be safe from investigation with a simple plea of ignorance.

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His actions however, drew far more attention than he could have anticipated, already his movements would be watched, every time he touched a computer in the facility his usage was tracked and studied. "Interesting how he alone has taken an interest in little Alyx... he has been informed that she is under special care, yes?" Doctor Reinholdt turned to his personal assistant, a lithe black feline, her tail swaying slowly behind her.

"Yes Doctor, he was given that information when he questioned his keycard not working, and that she was a particularly violent patient who needed special treatment." She sighed, smoothing out the front of her pristine white skirt, "Yet he goes to her door every day, are you concerned he may find out too much sir?"

"Not at all my dear... He will not find out anything I do not wish him to discover. In fact, since he has already found out about the 'special procedures' we are conducting... why not request him as one of the staff? We will find out immediately if he can be of assistance, or if he must be disposed of." The fox grinned darkly, the flicker of the security monitor casting an eerie shadow over his face, "Of course, should he refuse... you know what to do."

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Nearing the end of his shift, Douglas worked on his daily status report detailing what he had done and any observations or suggestions he might have. It was tedious work, and most of it could have just been copied and pasted from previous reports, but he preferred to recall each detail when filling them out for the sake of being thorough. The email notification caught him off guard, particularly when he saw the source. Hastily, he finished his report and opened the missive, his eyes widening as he read over it.

URGENT -- ADDITIONAL STAFF REQUIRED!

Please respond immediately if able to work additional hours! Several members of staff injured by hostile patient, need assistance with special procedures tonight! Details will be provided to volunteers. First responses get first consideration.

"Unbelievable," he muttered under his breath, "Well, I guess this is my chance..." Clicking reply, he quickly typed up a response volunteering his services for the procedures. Within minutes he received another e-mail, this one requesting that he carefully read through and agree to several documents, including non-disclosure agreements, liability forms, and friendly reminders that discussing patient information with someone not assigned to work with them would constitute grounds for immediate termination and legal action against any such person divulging such information. Quickly scrolling through each attachment without even casually glancing at them, he added his digital signature to each one, and sent them back immediately, knowing that actually taking the time to read through them all would take at least a week.

The next reply came almost immediately after his own had been sent on its way, telling him where to go and the time to be there. Cursing audibly, he quickly stood up and started down the hallway toward the secure wing of the facility, somewhat irked by the fact that even if he ran, he'd still end up being at least a minute late; and of course, company policy prohibited running through the compound, as it agitated the patients. Instead settling on a brisk walking pace, he made it to the theater room, so named for the one-way glass mirror that separated it from a large room used for medical procedures. Doctor Reinholdt's assistant gave him an icy stare as he entered, "You're late," she said harshly, "But welcome, Mr. Williams, we appreciate your assistance. Unfortunately, you will only be able to observe tonight, other members of our staff were a bit more... timely." She sneered as she turned back to the window, her arms crossing over her chest, the white labcoat contrasting starkly with her midnight black fur.

Douglas winced at the harshness of her tone, nodding with a quick apology, before being cut off as she continued speaking. He couldn't help but take in her lithe form as she turned away, admiring how well her her coat hugged her curves... had she really had it tailored? What purpose would that serve except to draw the wandering eyes of--

"Mr. Williams, the patient is in the other room, not on my backside, please at least try to act professional." She was all business, and her fierce gaze did not leave the wolf until he was standing one foot to her side, hastily crossing his arms over his chest to match her pose, his face hot from embarrassment."

"Ah! Sorry Miss..."

"Cartwright, or simply Doctor, if you please. Now pay close attention. Presently, our patient is in advanced stages of withdrawal, and quite aggressive toward our staff... for this reason, she must be restrained." She nodded toward the window as an operating table was wheeled in, a nude Alyx bound at the wrists, ankles, waist, and forehead to prevent the bunny from moving her extremities more than a few inches. This didn't stop her from moving her legs and arms very slightly, almost as if she were walking, though it would prevent her from posing a threat to the men wheeling her in. Come to think of it, Douglas didn't recognize any of them... did they operate only in the secure wing?

"Why is she not wearing a gown?" His tone was almost demanding.

"She rips them off the first chance she gets. Tactile sensations are interpreted by her brain in extreme and strange ways right now, one of the symptoms of her withdrawal, and a side effect of the sedatives she is being given to keep her calm." She cast a concerned glance his way, turning slightly toward him, "Now, Mr. Williams, what you are about to see may seem strange, but be aware that it is all part of her treatment. We will be administering some drugs which are meant to help reduce her body's dependence on the drugs she had been abusing before being admitted to our facility. These are highly effective, but do result in some somewhat alarming swelling at the injection site. As for the injection locations... well... trust me when I say that this is being conducted in the most professional manner possible." Turning back to the window, she pressed a button on a console in front of her, and instructed the crew inside the room to proceed.

The wolf watched curiously, wondering as to the meaning of Doctor Cartwright's words, the team which had brought Alyx in exiting through a side door as two others entered, one pushing a cart with several needles on it, the other moving a light into position over the bunny's head, flipping it on and bathing her upper body in bright white light. "I can't help but notice her belly is somewhat swollen... is that a result of an earlier injection?"

"Hmm... In a manner of speaking..." She huskily purred her reply, a slight grin spreading across her face.

He didn't like how she answered the question, but thought it unwise to question her further regarding it, turning his attention again toward the procedure, wincing slightly as he saw the needles being prepared, seven in all. "Are all those really necessary? Err, Doctor...?" Shifting uncomfortably from one foot to the other, he couldn't help but stare at the rather intimidating looking needles.

"Oh my, a bit squeamish are we?" She teased with a low purr, "Your personnel file should be updated if that's the case." One hand reaching for a pen to scribble some notes onto a clipboard.

"No... Of course not, it just seems somewhat... excessive."

"Excessive would be what the patient put into herself on a regular basis, this is far tamer by comparison. In any event, these drugs are still rather... experimental in nature." Her eyes narrowed as she watched the wolf for any reactions to that statement, which he readily offered.

"Experimental?!" He turned quickly to face the feline, lips curling up involuntarily as a wave of anger washed over him, "You're using her as a test subject in there?! She can't have consented to--"

"Mr. Williams, do watch your tone, everything being done in this facility is within the letter of the law, I can assure you of that. I can have you removed from this project if you wish, if you would rather, I'm sure we could find plenty of work around here for someone such as yourself..." She sneered sardonically, "Of course, if you'd prefer to still have real career, I would suggest you continue to observe, and take notes."

Sighing heavily, Douglas reminded himself why he was there; gritting his teeth, he turned back to the window where the two inside were finished with their preparations. Unclenching his fists, which he hadn't been aware he had even made, he watched as the first needle broke the skin of her left breast, the plunger forcing the contents into her flesh. Alyx tensed and pulled wildly at her restraints, trying desperately to free herself as her face took on a look of panic. A furred hand came down quickly onto her breast, lightly slapping it before taping a small wad of cotton over the injection site. He cast a glare toward Doctor Cartwright, her words cutting him off before he even had a chance to start speaking.

"The slap just now was to help her mind cope with the sensation of the needle. Right now, I doubt she's even aware of being restrained, and the slap helps her mind make sense of the situation and process the stimulus as being from her own hand. You may notice that immediately following the slap, her heart rate began to approach normal levels again." She nodded toward the window once more, her eyes never leaving Alyx, "You may even hear a slight buzz from the room... white noise to help keep her in a more pliable state, so that she doesn't suddenly wake and panic. Which, as you may infer, is the reason a position on this team became available. Does that satisfy your outrage, Mr. Williams?"

"I... I guess it does..." He turned back to observe, watching as another needle was being brought down toward Alyx's right breast, its descent quickly cut short by a sudden surge in the bunny's heart rate, several numbers on displays in front of him turning an angry red as he watched her thrash about once more, vaguely aware of the feline's voice off to his side as she instructed the staff to wait for her vitals to level out before the next injection.

"She thinks she's running."

"Excuse me?" The wolf's attention snapped back to the conversation as he forced himself to look away from the other room.

"In her mind, she's running from whatever her unbalanced mind thinks hurt her... which is certainly preferable to her actually running, but it does delay things." Nodding to herself, she pressed a button on her console, speaking into a microphone to address the doctors in the next room, "We don't have all day gentlemen, as soon as she settles down, perform the remaining injections as quickly as possible." The two doctors inside nodded toward the glass and waited for their opportunity, a few minutes passing before Alyx's vitals dropped to within acceptable ranges, her chest still rising and falling quickly as if she were out of breath.

Three more injections were quickly delivered into her breasts, one in the left, two in the right, each followed by a light slap and cotton being taped over the tiny entry wounds. Calmly and precisely, they repositioned themselves lower along her body, just narrowly avoiding being struck as Alyx broke the restraints around her wrists. She hugged her arms tight to her chest as she began to sob, both of her breasts beginning to visibly swell.

"Finish up quickly, she's starting to panic again," Doctor Cartwright's voice cooly ordered, as if this were all perfectly normal. Once more, she turned to Douglas who was watching in horror as the bunny tried to cope with the pain of her rapidly swelling mammaries, "I did say there might be some swelling, yes? This should go down in time, but the benefits are well worth any momentary discomfort she's feeling. I hope this gives you a good idea of what to expect in the future however. You are dismissed for tonight, but I expect you to be on time tomorrow evening, or else it will reflect very poorly on you." Without another word she quickly turned away from him and headed through a door on the opposite wall from where he had entered.

Left alone in the room, Douglas weighed his options for a moment, deciding almost instantly to stay and watch what was to come next. If he was going to have any chance of helping Alyx, he would have to know what was being done to her... unfortunately, it was too early for him to take any action. Turning his gaze back to the procedure, he couldn't help but feel some measure of guilt for not breaking through the glass right then and there to rescue her... but something told him that wouldn't work out very well at all. He gasped audibly then as two needles were brought down between her thighs, one per doctor, as the injections were delivered on either side of her clitoral hood. A third followed almost immediately after, furred fingers spreading out the flesh around her clit to give a clear view of the final needle's target. The wolf couldn't help but wince and look away as the needle pierced right into that sensitive flesh, its contents quickly emptied before both doctors evacuated the room, the security team moving back in carefully, accompanied by Doctor Cartwright. He watched as Alyx's arms were restrained once more, though the strap over her forehead was inexplicably removed as the overhead light was turned off.

Alyx sat up slightly, still struggling against her restraints as her eyes opened, clearly unable to focus. A black furred hand teased lightly over the bunny's stark white thighs, Alyx's arms ceasing their restrained thrashing as her mind convinced her that the feline's hand was her own. Doctor Cartwright positioned herself beside Alyx, as she brought the index finger of her free hand to her lips, signalling for quiet within the room as her other hand gripped lightly at the bunny's rapidly growing clit with first one, then both hands, massaging it lightly as it grew within her grasp. Grinning slightly, she nodded her approval at the pair of D-cup breasts that had grown in place of the bunny's B's, leaning in to inspect the pink nipples, swollen and erect with a slight dribble of fluid leaking from the very tips.

Nodding once more, she shifted her attention lower as the flesh she was gripping in her hands stopped growing, Alyx's own gaze finally focusing on that growth as well as she sat up a bit straighter. No longer resembling a clit, it appeared as if the bunny had grown a full fledged cock between her thighs, her mouth moving as if to speak, though Douglas couldn't hear her words through the glass. The feline's hand stayed perfectly still as she nodded toward the guards once again, and the bunny's restraints were released, that midnight black hand drawing away from the eight-inch length with the slightest tickle along the underside of it. Gasping, Alyx's hand would slip up toward her new cock, fingertips exploring along the sides and tip as she bit into her lower lip.

She said something once again, shivering as she collected a small dribble of precum with a fingertip and rubbing it along the length of her shaft. She took a moment to rub it between her thumb and forefinger, watching as the strand of that sticky fluid stretched between those digits until they were spread as far apart as they could before the strand finally broke. Looking a bit impatient, that black furred hand would grip at Alyx's cock once more, pumping up along it before allowing the bunny's hand to replace hers without missing a beat. Pumping along the length of her shaft, she bit into her bottom lip once again, Doctor Cartwright's fingers wrapping around the tip of her cock and gathering up the bunny's pre, stroking the last few inches and rubbing along the sensitive tip of Alyx's new appendage.

In moments, a few spurts of pre would erupt from the tip of Alyx's cock, soaking into the fur of her naked breasts as both her and the doctor's hands picked up the pace, both seeming eager for the same end result. Resting her head back on the table, the bunny's back arched upwards as she moaned uncontrollably, her breasts glistening in the low light of the room from the pre matting the fur of her chest close against her skin. A look of alarm crossed over the feline's face suddenly, as she saw Alyx's free hand moving up toward her chest, her own hand quickly being withdrawn from the bunny's cock as those white fingers gripped at a swollen breast, her other hand picking up the pace along her cock to stimulate the entire length of her new shaft.

Douglas couldn't help but shift uncomfortably as he realized how tight his pants were becoming, a flash of guilt washing over him as he felt his face redden beneath his fur. He couldn't help his own body's reactions, but more importantly, he couldn't help Alyx right now either; all he could do was watch and feel angrier and angrier at Doctor Cartwright for doing this to a patient... and what else might be going on that he wasn't aware of? He had to find out, but for now, all he could do was watch as Cartwright stepped back away from Alyx, a dark grin on her face as she cast a glance toward the one way glass mirror for an almost imperceptible moment, Douglas feeling as if that glance had been intended for him.

Squeezing at her left breast, Alyx's hips would buck upward as a stream of white milk sprayed wildly from her swollen pink nipple, her back arching sharply as the hand pumping along her shaft moved faster and faster. A look of sheer desperation came over the bunny's face, and after just a few more strokes her body would stiffen just before a violent burst of thick white seed would erupt from the tip of her cock, sailing over her face to splatter on the floor, a pair of guards quickly cleaning it up and placing the sample into collection vials. A black digit carefully angled the tip of the bunny's cock downward as the next streamer splattered against her chest and neck, a good portion of it going straight into her open mouth. Quickly snapping her jaw shut, Alyx's throat flexed visibly as she swallowed the thick fluid, the remainder of her seed coating her chest and stomach, as well as the table around her. Finally spent, she lay there in the sticky mess she had created, her length softening slowly in her hand as Cartwright pressed a breathing mask over Alyx's face, a few sharp rises in her chest being followed by her eyes drooping closed, and her vitals dropping down to levels typical in a sleeping individual before the guards began to wheel the operating table back out of the room.

Shaking anger, both at himself for being so aroused, and also at Cartwright for carrying out the procedure, Douglas quickly left the room, heading out of the building as quickly as he could, all the while being followed by surveillance cameras. Doctor Reinholdt nodded his approval toward a silhouette that appeared in the entry to his office, "Excellent work tonight, I trust that you feel he is a threat to the future of the project?"

"Yes, Doctor Reinholdt... but why is he being allowed to leave the building?" Doctor Cartwright purred as she took up her normal position, standing to the right of her superior's chair.

"He will not do anything stupid tonight, not if it would jeopardize the safety of Alyx... which I'm sure he thinks it will. In any case, it's best he thinks that he knows something we don't want him to... it will make him want to learn more of our 'secrets' before he tries to rescue the good senator's daughter. Be sure he is scheduled double shifts for the remainder of the week, we'll see how matters proceed from there."

"Yes, Doctor Reinholdt."