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Dr. Folly quickly pulled his lab coat on, today was the review for which projects would continue and bear fruit and he sure as hell didn't want to be the one to be redacted. His research was on a space time anomaly that had been happening since the 1970s, they'd gotten some pretty odd things falling from it every few months and were trying to harness the energy of the anomaly. They'd had no luck in figuring it out, but Edgar was not going to be shown up by those egg heads working over in the botanical division, silly buggers were trying to turn a freaking carrot into a type of baton or something for god's sake.

Running to his station, Edgar began the daily routine of poking the glowing crack in the wall with a science stick (just a stick), measuring the amount of stick that actually comes back out of the anomaly, just like every other day, the first five pokes come back intact, the sixth time as always, the stick doesn't come back. Though there were some odd instances of a different stick labeled "Property of the Yippee Township" cut off exactly where their own "Property of the Eureka Township" stick had been cut off. Of course whenever Dr. Folly made the suggestion that they might be from an alternate version of Eureka, the other doctors just snickered and insulted him, most likely because they were so afraid that it might actually be true...

He could hear the men from the government now, examining the carrot patch of death. He was next, this time he wouldn't be ignored, this time he was going to actually go into the anomaly and attempt to bring at least something back to prove his theories. To his mind, being redacted and kicked from Eureka and banned from practicing his sciences ever to the public was oh so much worse than being vaporized.

As the men in the really, really dark brown suits approached his work room, a shiver running down everyone's spine as the crack flared some. After explaining his work to them and glaring at the flower "Doctors", he began unbuttoning his jacket, exposing the rubber and Kevlar protective armor. Dr. Folly quickly linked himself to a steel cord wrapped around a winch, with a running leap, he dived head first into the anomaly, the cable zipping along after him as the G-men stood gaping at what the slightly crazed scientist had just done....

The last sound heard from the crack on that day was clear and loud.

"Geronimo!"

*Flicker Flicker*

The lights began to hum, shaking in their sockets as the rift began to glow brightly, turning the camera video completely white, hiding all in the room, not that the sleeping security officer cared much, snoring away while the two who were supposed to be on patrol played cards in the next room. A loud crash followed by a ruckus of caws and the sound of shoed hooves clicking on the tile of the science station, then came the loud clump, a heavy body falling to the floor, exhausted from its fight with escaping the vortex of time, his pale white sides lathered in sweat and his beak hanging open in an avian pant, his upper torso still covered by a tattered Kevlar and rubber vest. The doctor's lab coat was torn to shreds on his new winged form, the worn and rusty name tag (sorry bored and wanna do this)

When the next shift of security came, they were quite surprised to find the anomaly research station dark, the rift completely dark, not a single light in the room was intact, all were smashed to dust. By the light of their flashlights the followed a long trail of sticky white goo, later found to be mostly equine ejaculatory fluids, as well as chips and dents in the tile all the way to the scanner and passcode reader, the door still standing open.

Dr. Folly's mind was reeling, one moment he had jump inside and the next he woke up in his office as his new form, apparently at least two other parallel Dr. Follys jumped in as well, judging from the drastic bodily changes, one was most likely a bipedal corvid, and the other was most definitely a strange white equine with a set of broken beakers tattooed to his hind flank.

By this point he had begun just following his nose, not really thinking of where he was going, his thoughts mainly on how wrong those stupid carrot stuffers were and how he showed them. Eddy really should've paid more attention to his body than to his breakthrough. His long pink and black mottled equine hybridized member throbbing and stiff under him, the head flared widely and the knot swollen and hard, still oozing thick white precum into the grass and dirt. By the time he snapped to attention he found himself caressing the rear flank of an ebony furred mare with his clawed scaly hand, his talons running through the short hair, a heavy blush hitting him at the sides of his beak.

With a grunt he raised himself up, his front legs locking around the mare's hips, his eyes closed as he let instinct take over, the flared cockhead bouncing and bumping against the horse's rump, splattering sticky precum all along the heated inner thighs. He began to give short quick bucks as that thick member started poking, trying to find its target until with a groan from him and a whicker from her, the flare and a good nine inches of his shaft forced its way into the tight equine passage, the thick prespoo gushing up into the cavern as he bucked and sank deeper and deeper, cooing and moaning as his medial ring popped in and out, more of his long slick length sliding into her until finally, his swollen knot smacked audibly against those oozing cuntlips. Not noticing as light started flicking on in the farmhouse nearby, too busy with trying to force the knot into his new mare, panting heavily as each thrust slapped against the lips, a little harder each time, slowly starting to spread them open, until with a great moan and a loud *POP*, that gigantic knot forced its way up into the tight equine pussy, swelling wider and locking him into his panting needy lover. Without another thought, his heavy sack pulled tight to his body, the first few ropes of hot white seed gushing and spurting up hard into the poor equine, her walls clamping as tight as possible as she bathed his shaft in her own juices, his member twitching and firing more and more of his potent equine cum filling her full, some even forcing its way out around the knot and down both sets of thighs, her belly even swelling as if pregnant.

It took Folly a good fifteen minutes to come down from the orgasmic high, panting and moaning gently at the mare's muscled passage massaging his meat. *cough cough* He jerked and looked over his shoulder at a very bewildered looking farmer, a carrot in his hand, "I told you Botanists I was right!"

The end for now