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Tires screeched outside as a flashy red two door sports car drove up and into the Vandermont's yard waking a few sleeping neighbors before a brown furred coyote pulled up to the front door and hopped out the driver's side door. A large satchel was in his paws and a determined frown marred his muzzle before the male coyote walked up to the Vandermont estate and banged on the front doorway. The coyote tapped his foot impatiently before a soft giggle made him turn around towards his car.

Poking their head out of the passenger side door was a silver colored coyote male who sleepily yawned while covering his muzzle. The second furson's eyes were a bit unfocused because of sleep deprivation but as the silver male blearily gaped at his husband he gave out a bitten off laugh at the older coyote's demeanor.

"You know darling, you could have rung the bell." The smaller coyote said while steeping out of the car and stretching. Wagging his tail and going over to his lover the shorter silver coyote hugged his taller and muscular mate while yawning next to the brown male's face.

The older and taller coyote grunted as he flicked and ear and then snapped his head around to see someone opening the front door. A hyena wearing a butler's suit and a nightcap ushered the duo inside before shutting the door and then leading the two coyotes upstairs without a word being said. Jeffery was wise enough to know that any words coming out of his mouth would make the current situation exacerbate itself.

The graying servant got to his young master's room and then moved aside to let the brown furred coyote inside while his mate waited outside in the hallway. Inside, Henry was talking with his mother when both coyotes noticed the new arrival. Instantly the Vandermont heir's jade eyes lit up and his tail pounded against the carpet floor in obvious exhilaration.

"Uncle Ernest!" the excited shout coming out of the youth's voice was deeper than any baritone instrument and the force pushed the brown coyote back a bit before he shook his head and then set his bag on the floor.

"Hello nephew. Now, who wants to fill me in on what happened here?" the older male spoke clinically before opening his satchel and grabbing a set of plastic gloves out and then snapping them on his paws.

"Well you see..." Henry began to explain.

Ten minutes later Ernest Vandermont had memorized everything he had been told and then grabbed up the vial, cylinder, and box that Eleanor had set on Henry's bed. Putting the items into sterile baggies, the older coyote set the things inside of his carrying case and then brought out a few utensils needed for his nephew's examination.

"May I enquire as to where my brother is?" Ernest asked while going to work analyzing his brother's overly muscular son.

"Jason is currently trying to brew coffee downstairs. I knew that it would be best to keep him out of the way since he would be more of a hindrance right now than a help." The lady of the house answered casually.

"Dad's no good with surprises like this..." Henry muttered as he was poked and prodded by his favorite uncle.

"Mmhmm..." Ernest didn't comment save a few hums of agreement and continued doctoring on the young Vandermont.

Vision, hearing, heart rhythm, nerves, and other external senses were checked by the Ernest before samples of blood and saliva were taken, bottled, and cataloged for further review. Finished with his testing, Ernest quickly jotted down a few notes, set them in his bag and then went over to hug his nephew. Henry wrapped one arm around the older coyote and sighed in contentment before perking his ears and looking to see another warm face smiling back at him.

"Uncle Zephyr!" Again another shockwave ripped through the room as the exuberant heir gazed happily towards his other relative.

"Hey kiddo. I see you've had that growth spurt we all knew you would! Who knew that you would be even bigger than your old man though?" Zephyr laughed as he sauntered up to his only nephew and joined in the embrace shared by Ernest.

"Zephyr..." Eleanor and Ernest said together mirthlessly but Henry chuckled while wrapping his other arm around his second favorite uncle.

"Well then, I have to get these down to a lab and then go over the data but I suspect that this might be nanotechnology El." Ernest told his sister while calling her by her old nickname. Pulling away from the oversized teenager, Ernest took hold of his mate and then sat the silver male down on the bed and then turned to Eleanor.

"Nano-? I thought was still far off? How could-?" the white coyote stilled her clipped musings when her brother's paw flew up and his ears flattened onto his head.

"I'm speculating at the moment, but it's a guess that the product Henry received was not intended for commercial use. More over this could pose a problem for not only Henry but for others. I think it would be best to contact the PDC and set up a meeting forthwith." The brown coyote stated.

"Am I in trouble?" Henry said while not understanding most of the talk going on around him.

"Yes and no. For the credit card incident, you are. For this happening, you're not. While I'm not sure what to make of this science fiction happening before my eyes, I don't want you to feel bad or as if this is your fault." The lady of the house went over and patted her boy on his head causing his tail to whip over the floor before everyone turned to hear a crash coming from outside of the hallway.

"Oh bother...Sound's like Jason has made the coffee..." Eleanor started.

"And spilt it on the floor..." Ernest interjected.

"Well we better make some tea then." Zephyr finished.

The three adults nodded before exiting the room but Eleanor turned back to her son just as she got in the middle of the doorway..

"Henry, you are still grounded but I will allow you one privilege other than your computer usage. So name it now and then go back to sleep as best you can."

"Can Justin and Alex come over tomorrow? Please!" Henry begged while trying his hardest to look sincere; difficult with his massive size but Eleanor found herself wavering nonetheless.

Her more political mind frame said that anyone seeing her son in this condition could cause a fallout with the media and maybe even the government considering that fifteen year old boys didn't just turn into bodybuilders overnight. While Elenaor's maternal side wanted to cuddle her little boy closer to herself and never let him go giving a good god damn to anyone who wanted to take Henry away from her. It was a tough decision, all things considered, but maternal instincts won out when Henry's big watery eyes melted her heart and made her acquiesce to the small request.

"Alright, you can but be careful when you are with them. Your size makes it easy for any other fursons to get hurt easily, so NO roughhousing? Am I clear?"

"Yes mom!" the young coyote barked happily.

Eleanor nodded to her son, left the room, and then shut the door behind her. Just as the Vandermont heir was about to curl around himself his ears perked automatically as sounds rushed through from the other side of the door. It was startling since Henry was sure that the others on the opposite side of the door were whispering and he shouldn't have been able to hear the conversation going on, but....

"If he needs anything make sure to accommodate him Jeffery. Try and make this transition as comfortable for Henry as possible. I..." The worry seeping from the lady of the house was distinctive to Henry's ears and the teen groaned in exasperation while rolling his eyes.

"As always madam." Jeffery spoke with pride making Henry sigh.

What was it about change that turned every thing into some major disaster with adults?

"Thank you. From the bottom of heart." Two pair of feet stepped away from the Henry's door down the hall hallways and out of teen's hearing range before the gray coyote decided to curl up and go to sleep on the floor.

'They worry too much. What could happen with me this way? I can handle being like this just fine.' That thought comforted Henry as he curled into a tight ball of fur and muscle and wrapped his monstrously large tail around his body and fell asleep.

When morning came about the young Vandermont heir blinked his emerald eyes and yawned showcasing five inch fangs before smacking his lips and unfurling his body with a groan. Sickening pops and cracks resounded as the muscle bound coyote stretched out on the floor and got up. Scratching his head and then his abs, Henry looked around and wondered why he was on the floor before looking down at himself and then going stock-still. Memories from last night raced through his clouded head pushing the fog of confusion away and given room for clarity.

'Oh yeah. I turned into the Hulk last night. Hehehe, man I'm such a moron to forget something like that!' Henry laughed at himself and then raised his arms to the ceiling and then to the sides when his ample appendages more than touched the upper wall before popping his back into place and then turning his head to the side to sniff under his armpits.

Like a subtle wave the teen's musky odor tickled his nose and then sent messages through to his brain causing Henry to growl and rub his face into his musky underarm. The smell made the gray coyote fevered as his body became uncomfortably warm and his thoughts began to jumble. Without knowing it the young heir began to lick his armpits and taste the thick underarm sweat causing his morning arousal fill out his sheath. The heady smell was powerful enough to make the young coyote murr in pleasure and then hump his hips forward as his brain turned his synapses on to Alert. Turning from one arm to the other, Henry gave himself another whiff and the same fragrant stench wafted into his nose causing the coyote to start to drool out the corners of his muzzle.

Heavy strings of saliva dripped from the gray coyote's muzzle onto his abs before trailing down his fur to his groin. Licking under his other pit, Henry became lost in arousal as his body produced more and more of that dense smell and musty sweat. Feeling his cock pull free of his sheath, the teen was about to reach down and stroke himself when a knock at the door caught him unawares.

"Good morning Henry. Are you awake yet?" Jeffery called from the hallway.

"Ugh...y-yeah! I'm up Jeff. I'll be out in a second. Let me clean up first!" the gray coyote dropped both his arms to his sides and then rushed for his bathroom and tightly squeezed himself before turning on his shower.

Not caring if the water was freezing or scalding Henry hoped inside and then grabbed a bar of soap and began to wash up.

'Okay, that was weird even by my standards. What the hell was I doing? That shit's reserved for Alex and his queer ass and why am I swearing all of a sudden?' Henry felt the blood pull away from his cock back into the rest of his body as the shower water pelted against his fur and calmed him down.

Usually not one for vulgar language the Vandermont heir decided that maybe he shouldn't go downstairs right now and just feign sick. If his parents caught him with such a vile line of words coming out of his muzzle he was sure that his father would wash his mouth out with dishwashing liquid. The older coyote had done so one time before and the Henry was sure that older furson would do it again, even if he now stood over his dad's head.

'I've never been able to look at a bottle of dishwashing liquid ever since that day.' Henry sulked.

Getting out of the shower and turning the water off, Henry noticed that he had instinctively reached for the cold knob and was amazed that he hadn't frozen his fur under his fur before shrugging and going to his mirror. Running one of his tire sized paws over the reflective surface the teen noticed himself for the first time and just stared for a few minutes. While everything seemed to be normal the gray coyote found that it was like looking at one of those mirrors in the amusement park, as his body seemed so out of portion that he could barely believe that it was himself he was looking at.

Henry's fur appeared to be longer and thicker than it had before while muscles bunched and flexed with every twist and turn of his form. Lifting up his right arm caused the mirrored image to do the same and bending his elbow made a heavy bulge appear in the teen's bicep which in turn made sparks to run up Henry's right side and down his lower back. Not painful but more thrilling like pure electricity was coursing through him. Just to test himself, the Vandermont heir repeated the motions with his other arms getting the same reactions.

'Oh this is so cool! I never knew that this could feel so good! No wonder the other guys are always flexing in the gym after practice!' a misty light settled over Henry's eyes and the teen flexed his arms alternating between right and left and lolled his tongue out whenever his mind sent shockwaves through his back.

A knock at the door made the young male curl his lips and growl as he lowered his arms and went up to the door of his bathroom, which he didn't remember closing. Gripping the handle and sucking in air to yell at the idiot that had stopped him from admiring himself, Henry heard a voice that broke through his enraged thoughts and settle him down.

"Young master are you alright? You've been in there almost an hour?" the sound of Jeffery's concerned voice made Henry pull his paw back from the handle, which he had thoroughly crushed, to slap himself over his muzzle to fix his face.

"ugh, yeah thanks Jeff. Sorry but here I come. Stand back okay because I had to squeeze myself just to get in here."

Taking a deep breath the gray coyote settled himself, opened the door, and pushed himself out before standing in front of his keeper and smiling down at him. The older hyena looked at his young master and let his eyes bulge outwards a bit before coughing and pointing down to Henry's rather well endowed erection. The coyote embarrassedly chuckled before going over to his closet and looked inside. Nothing really fit considering his size so Henry looked back at the butler and cocked his head innocently and then opening his muzzle to laugh.

Considering that the only people in the manor were family and those who had been here for atleast ten years Henry decided to forgo any clothing and just let his cock slip back into his sheath. Jeffery had always been a prude when it came to nudity but then again the older hyena had seen Henry without a stitch of clothing when he was little so there wasn't much difference right now, other than the extra four hundred pounds the teen had on him.

Nine inches of half hard coyote cock drew back into its home and Henry wiped the trail of precum on his stomach off onto his backhand before giving thumbs at the hyena and leaving his room. The brown spotted butler sighed and crossed his arms over his chest before shaking his head and following after his young master.

The trip down the stairs was adventurous as Henry took the steps carefully and one at a time as his weight made the floorboards creek and the splinter until he finally got to the bottom. Jeffery took the steps after the young coyote and then both fursons joined everyone in the kitchen. Jason looked at his son with a relieved smile on his muzzle and then went up to hug his boy and apologize to him.

"Dad what are you apologizing for, we all know that you can't deal with major shocks well. It's no big thing." His son's voice made the older coyote pull his ears down onto his head but he resolved himself to make amends.

"I know that but you needed me and I flaked on you. I'm sorry son. "

"Don't worry about it, but does this mean that you're not mad about me borrowing your credit card?"

"YOU WHAT!?" Jason howled. It was at this time that Henry's ears flatten.

Henry looked to his mother who was calmly drinking her tea with both paws while not looking in either coyote's direction.

'Nice one ma'. You really are a wily as they say. You planned this entire thing perfectly.' Henry gripped in his mind.

While the white coyote female didn't say anything, but the slight curve of her lips let Henry know that she could guess his inner musings.

"You're grounded young man!" Jason fumed as he glared up at his son.

"Yes dad." Henry curled into himself and then slunk over to the stove where the maid had fixed three plates for him.

Whispering a silent thanks to Louise, Henry slunk out of the kitchen under the gaze of his pissed off father just in time to avoid a rather sharp bark aimed his way. With three stacked plates in paw, the gray coyote made his way over to the sofa and turned on the TV before s cough made him look up. Elenaor stood with her foot tapping the ground and Henry groaned when he remembered that he was currently grounded. Flipping off the plasma screen, the muscle bound coyote lifted the covers from his plates and then dug in.

Considering his size the amount of food was just enough to fill Henry's belly while sating his appetite for the moment. Louise had done a pretty good job making the three steaks, dozen pancakes, sausage, eggs, and bacon and the teen couldn't help the happy belch that excluded from his muzzle.

"Hmm from that remark you must be fine. I'm glad to see that your well Henry." A jovial voice made Henry look to see both his uncles coming from the kitchen to sit next to him on the sofa.

Ernest was dressed in a thin pair of sleeping pants while Zephyr had chosen to go without anything. The smaller silver furred coyote playfully nuzzled close to his much larger nephew and then reached down to rub over Henry's chest and abs. The gentle coaxing over the quilt thick gray fur made the teen squirm in his seat and wag his tail while trying not to bark out like a undisciplined cub.

"Heart rate?"

"Normal"

"Breathing?"

"Normal."

"Huh?" Henry opened his eyes and looked down to both his uncles and noticed that Ernest had a small pad in his head and was scribbling something down on it in rapid haste.

"Ohh sorry kiddo. Ernest wanted to give you a physical but I didn't want him bothering you with those silly tests this early so I convinced him to let me examine you instead. I know that my way of doing things would be much more...pleasing than his. Am I right?" Zephyr dragged his paw down the plains of the teen's chest to the patch of fur that was darker and most coarse just over the rim of Henry's groin before digging his claws down to the skin beneath and drumming his clawtips over the sensitive area.

Henry shuddered when he felt the little pinpricks hit the nerves in his body at just the right angles causing a mix of sharp pain and pleasure to surge through him. His breath quickened and his heart rate began to increase in strength when Zephyr's claws drummed harder into him and sunk further into his flesh. Henry chocked back a gasp when the silver coyote stopped his thrumming and then grabbed his sheath.

"Well I think everything upstairs is working just fine but let's see about downstairs shall we?" Zephyr voice turned husky as he ran his paw over the younger furson's twelve inch furry tube before trailing down the meaty orbs that rest on the cushions underneath.

Henry had always known that his uncle was somewhat of a sexually expressive coyote but this was taking it to an extreme. Not that he was complaining but...

"OW!!" the hand on his sheath pulled away with a jerk and Henry opened his eyes to see Zephyr clutching his skull in pain.

"When you conned me into this I thought I warned you that you had to keep a semi-professional manner about yourself and you would be punished if you got out of hand." Ernest had his pad in his paw and was holding it just a foot from his mate's head while the silver coyote rubbed over his hurt area.

"I was being a professional."

"I didn't mean porn star."

"Well you should have...OW!!!" Another conk on the head made Zephyr shut up and whine through his nose.

Meanwhile, Henry wasn't sure what to do and just watched the two males glare at each other from across his massive body. In an instant his ears perked to the top of his head and sounds reverberated letting the gray coyote know that someone was coming. Listening closely Henry heard the tell tale murmurs of his two best friend coming up the driveway and he rushed up from his seat to answer the door.