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The panda sat quietly on examination table, clad only in his boxers waiting for one of the doctors to return after the physical exam. He stared at the clinic's simple tile wall, studying the calking as he reminded himself why he was here. To any observer, he was small for a male of his species- short in stature, and very skinny. He was in his late twenties, a year out of college, but showed little of the muscle that pandas of that age naturally had. He sighed and shifted position, beginning to get a little bit nervous. It had taken an incredible amount of courage to get himself to come to this clinic, and he had to admit that now he was having second thoughts. Finally, the door opened and a female wolf in a white lab coat and holding a clipboard entered.

"Dennis Wood?" she asked and closed the door when he answered in the affirmative. "I'm Doctor Jones."

She sat down in the room's only chair and began studying the documents on her clipboard. After a long moment, she looked up.

"I've taken a look at your preliminary exam results. You are rather under-weight for a male panda, but still in the normal range. Likewise, you genitals are also small, but in the normal range. Your sex drive did test as low- possibly asexual, but this is also perfectly normal for a portion of the population. If you had a more active sex drive, you could possibly be bisexual. Nothing in your evaluations indicates any abnormality."

"I didn't come here because I felt abnormal," Dennis said. "But I still need help."

"So," the wolf looked up at him with an encouraging smile. "What did bring you here today?"

"I want to be my roommate Nathan's boyfriend. His perfect boyfriend. I'm tired of the fact that every guy he meets turns out to be scum, takes advantage of him because he's a bit of a pudgy guy, and then dumps him."

"I see. Well, while I can sympathize, this could be fixed by other means."

"With respect Doctor," Dennis said quietly. "You haven't spent the last two nights holding Nathen as he cried himself to sleep, whimpering about how he wished I could be gay so he could finally have a boyfriend that would be good to him."

"I understand," she said with genuine sympathy. "But please understand that while what you are asking is totally possible with modern technology, the public has a rather skewed view of how it works. Orientation change through hypnosis is possible, but only on a willing subject."

She paused and stared directly into his yellow eyes. "Unless you are committed to this, it will not work."

"I'm committed," Dennis said. "Nathen has always been there for me. He had to drop out of school... but he worked two jobs so we could keep the apartment while I graduated. It's time I gave back to him."

"Then, I would have to say that you are indeed qualified for our 'total transformation' package. It is a fairly lengthy, but simple. You've said that you wish to be the perfect boyfriend to your roommate. Is he here so that we can talk to him?"

"Yeah. He's in the waiting room. The somewhat overweight otter. Nathan Rivers."

***

"Alright Mr. Wood," Doctor Jones said as she returned and closed the door behind her. "We have consulted with Mr. Rivers and he has provided us with all the information we need to get started. Would you like to hear his list?"

"No," Dennis said with a shake of his head. "I would prefer it to come naturally."

"Very good. Before we get started, I need to inform you of a few things. First of all, your insurance will cover this. Second, we'll be calling your employer and telling them that you will be taking medical leave for a month. This leave is for you to ensure that the modifications are taking hold correctly, and for you to get used to any 'unexpected' changes. For example, I can tell you from experience that individuals that come to us seeking to increase their sex drive report that it goes very high for that month, and then comes back down to a more 'normal' level. Regardless, neither your insurance nor your employer need to be informed of the full ramifications of the procedure. Third, you will be provided a new residence- again, this is covered as part of the package. We have some very generous investors in our clinic that believe that we should indeed provide 'total transformations.' Lastly, Mr. Rivers will also be undergoing a much less extensive version of the treatment as well. He feels that there are some things that he could be better at, and we'll be setting him up to be able to help you get adjusted to the new you," she smiled broadly. "Do you have any last questions?"

Dennis shook his head.

"Alright. We can begin right away."

***

Doctor Jones lead the panda to another room that was bare of everything but what looked like a large beanbag with a small steel nightstand next to it. She directed Dennis to take a seat in the chair, which turned out to be filled with some sort of fluid that made the seat feel comfortably warm. He leaned back and let it support him, relaxing for a moment before he saw what was on the table. In addition to what he recognized as the sensors of a heart rate monitor, but what caused him to tense up nervously were the three large syringes- one filled with a clear blue liquid, one filled with gold fluid, and the last with a deep green liquid. Dennis swallowed loudly as Doctor Jones began attaching the sensors to his chest.

"For your privacy Mr. Wood, the process is monitored only by heart rate monitor. No one will be visibly monitoring. The first part of the treatment is designed to put you into a relaxed state, so your heart rate will only increase if something goes wrong." She finished attaching the monitor sensors, and held his wrist to check his pulse. "Everything seems normal. If you are quite ready, we can begin the procedure."

Dennis nodded, and turned his head away as the doctor rubbed an alcohol swab on his shoulder.

"You'll feel a couple of pinches, and a pleasant warming sensation. Once I leave, the visual part of the procedure will begin."

Dennis did indeed feel a pinch, followed by a warm feeling that rapidly spread through him, relaxing him enough that he barely felt the second injection that made him feel a bit numb, and he actually turned his head to see the doctor inject the green liquid.

"Enjoy Mr. Wood," a voice said into the rapidly spreading haze that overtook his brain. Then he heard a click as he leaned back and enjoyed the sense of floating. Then a TV screen came on in front of him, displaying an image of a slowly rotating spiral. Dennis giggled. It was just like in the movies...

But unlike the movies, the spiral was... fascinating. In his relaxed state Dennis couldn't take his eyes off it- and the more he watched, the less he wanted to. It was so easy to just fall into it. Just relax. And watch. Watch the spiral.

His eyes grew heavy and he watched the spiral with his eyes half closed. His body sunk into the liquid filled beanbag and his numbed arms and legs slowly spread out to cover the whole chair. A feeling of warmth and contentment spread through him.

The first sign of the change came from inside his boxers, as in his contentment his cock slid free of his sheath. As the physical exam had noted, it was on the small side of average- neither terribly long, nor very thick. But such as it was had come to full attention under the commands from the TV screen that went unheard by the panda's conscious mind. His fists clenched and unclenched and his legs spread apart. His boxers' seams began to strain as his pose stretched them to their limits. Dennis moaned as thoughts of pleasure formed in his mind, thoughts he could never remember having before. Images of handsome, well built, and scantily clad males pranced in his mind, arousing him to his limits... and beyond.

As the images of males changed from random and various species to mostly otters, the panda's small cock was so hard and throbbing that had he not been so relaxed it would have been painful. But it wasn't. At the behest of the voice that filled his mind, that reinforced the sexual attractiveness of males, the one that told him that while he loved all males, otters were perfect for him- his shaft began to swell. It swelled slowly and every time his shaft throbbed in arousal, it grew a little bit longer and a little bit thicker. He needed a longer, thicker cock. That was what otters loved from their boyfriends. A steady dribble of pre cum began spilling out of the tip of his growing cock. At the same time, his balls also began to swell, growing larger and fuller until they would be the perfect size for otters to play with, or bounce their own balls against as they mated their boy.

But a good thick cock and large, round balls weren't all otters needed in a boyfriend. Even as Dennis's genitals began growing, his body stretched out and also began to swell. Otters were gentle souls. They needed big, strong boys to take care of them. Big, strong, muscle bound boys. All muscle. The panda had been skinny all his life and had never been to gym, or even tried to get big- he had focused on his academics. But why couldn't smart guys, even nerdy guys, be big? Where was that a rule? Now, as a desire to work out, get big, get strong, and be able to protect his otter flooded through him, his previously scrawny body began to pack on muscle. His pectorals began to bulge, his abs filled out, and his thighs swelled- swelled so big that his long suffering boxers finally split at the seams and fell away, leaving him fully exposed.

It was then that need for the thorough medical exam was revealed as the floor opened up and a mechanical arm with a dildo the size of a pencil rose up between the panda's rapidly bulging legs. Guided by a laser sensor and the measurements from the exam, the arm brought its dildo against his tail hole. It hovered there for a moment as it lubricated itself before gently sliding into the willing panda's eager hole. It worked its way in to his welcoming depths and as it pushed deeper it began to inflate, slowly growing longer and thicker to slowly stretch the panda's virgin tail hole to accommodate to his boyfriend's perfect shaft. The panda moaned in pleasure as his insides were stimulated. He was in ecstasy- so much so that he didn't notice that his memories where changing. While most of them remained unchanged, his own identity began to become... fluid. He no longer saw himself clearly in his memory, even in such life changing moments as realizing he was attracted to males, or meeting Nathen Rivers for the first time (although the otter seemed somewhat indistinct as well). But he didn't notice, he was too busy reveling in his changing body and the feel of his boyfriend inside him.

***

Meanwhile, in an identical room across the hall, in an identical fluid filled beanbag, a somewhat overweight brown furred otter wiggled and moaned as he received identical treatment- right down to the self-lubricating inflating dildo in his rear. His brown eyes were unfocused as he was in as deep a trance as his roommate. But while his new, perfect boyfriend was having his orientation changed to love males, and male otters in particular, Nathen was going through a somewhat different therapy. Already, his erect cock also expanded and flopped against the tan fur of his belly- it had not grown to the extent that his boyfriend's had, but was becoming longer to slip into that firmly muscled backside that he adored and a bit thicker to fill him in that way that he loved so much. His balls also grew a bit, to the perfect size for his lover to nuzzle and worship before they filled his tail hole with otter seed.

Nathan's body had also begun to show the results of the therapy even as his mind and cock did. Where his boyfriend was growing more muscled, Nathan was getting what he needed most: confidence. He had known that he lacked confidence, and his being overweight had not helped his lack of confidence, so as the dildo slowly expanded to the size of his boyfriend's member his belly began to shrink. The otter's brown eyes closed briefly as his abs became more noticeable as his belly continued to melt away. His arms and legs grew more sculpted- not to the bodybuilder type build that his boyfriend would sport to comfort and protect him; but a lean, nicely toned build. It was the kind a runner or swimmer would have, he knew as his abdominals flattened to a nicely visible six pack, the kind confident otters had. He should join the swim team when he returned to college. If he had not been under the influence of the transformation process, he probably would have laughed at the idea that a few bad grades had taken his confidence enough that he had dropped out of school. Of course he need to go back to school- his boyfriend had finished, after all, so he could too.

Nate's (he went by Nate now, like a confident otter) tail twitched in ecstasy as the dildo reached its full size and began to plunge into his depths at an increased pace. Where before an overweight otter with a prominent belly, average sized cock and balls that never peeked over his stomach, and no tone to his arms or legs had lain; now a lean, well endowed, confident otter lay- his throbbing, leaking cock twitching against his toned six pack as his boyfriend mated him. New ideas of all the things he could do with his big, handsome, intelligent, bodybuilder of a boyfriend began to form in his mind. His boyfriend- while a switch in terms of position- was a little bit of a submissive. He needed a confident otter dom to guide him. Nate knew he could do that for his love.

"Oooohhh... Drake," he moaned in the instant before he became incapable of making words as the most intense orgasm he could ever remember having hit him.

***

Back across the hall, the other patient was also nearing the end of the treatment. His identity had completely escaped him, but now he remembered. His name was Drake. Drake Wood, of course. He had no idea how could have possibly forgotten that. Drake, Nate Rivers' big, strong, mostly submissive, and protective boyfriend.

His pectorals reached their full size, massive rocks with large, perfectly round nipples that perked nicely as his otter continued mating him. On any other male, they would have been huge to the point where they would have been too large to be attractive- but Drake's body had grown taller as it had packed on the muscle. Where he had come into the clinic at just over five feet tall, he was now almost six and a half feet, and all of it was muscle. Maybe he could make money on the side as a bodybuilder or model. Yes, he should do that- if Nate wanted his boy to show off how lucky his otter was to have such a boyfriend.

His body had reached the size that had been determined was perfect for Nate. Where a short, skinny bear with a small cock had entered; now a tall, hugely muscled panda lay with a dildo now the exact size of his otter boyfriend's rod gently working his tail hole. Meanwhile his own member (which would give more than a few stallions a run for their money) throbbed and leaked, almost begging to unload his new larger balls. But he wasn't perfect. Not just yet.

The knowledge of what species he was had been slowly draining from his memory, and now he was completely ignorant of the fact that he was a panda. But as the procedure had gone on, new ideas had begun to enter his mind. The first was a sudden love of water- of swimming and being submerged. This made absolute sense to him- Nate was an otter, so if Drake was to be his perfect mate- he had to be as at home in the water as Nate was. He loved the water, and was a strong and powerful swimmer- he had to be, to make sure no one ever troubled his otter on their long swims.

As soon as these thoughts had taken root in his mind, the final phase of the treatment began. The first change was to his stubby little bear tail, which suddenly exploded out in length to almost three feet long. It was furless, sleek and powerful, with two fins at the tip in a crescent shape. While it did not retain the male's fur, it did retain his markings: the top was black, the underside white like his belly. His powerful tail, swept the floor as the Nate dildo began to pick up its pace. At the same time as his tail emerged, his face also underwent a startling (but completely natural feeling) change. His pointed ursine muzzle flattened out and became broader. It took on a more rounded shape, perfect for moving through the water. At the top of his head, a new blowhole opened and a small fin formed behind it. His ears shrank into his head as his appearance became that of a cetacean. A moan escaped the new orca's beak as his fur fell out all at once. Surprisingly, the former panda's black and white markings remained intact, his jaw remaining white but still with the black mask he had previously sported. The black flowed down the newly smooth skin of his neck to cover most of his back while his massive pectorals and eight pack of abs was white. His legs and muscular backside also remained black.

Meanwhile between his legs, another change was taking place. His stallion sized rod had changed from a fleshy pink color to an otter pleasing ebony. His sac, which remained quite large even as his balls nuzzled up to his shaft as his orgasm neared, was a lovely contrasting ivory. Aside from the color of his shaft, the biggest change was disappearance of his sheath: now his maleness would be on full display, even when he was flaccid. The thought made Drake so aroused that he thought he would orgasm right then and there- but his body wasn't quite ready. While the orca was completely unaware of it, the procedure was designed so that he would not orgasm until the transformation was complete. Silver marking began to appear on his skin, rapidly spreading from his neck down his back onto his powerful arms and massive legs. It took only moments for the tribal design to take shape, leaving twin sets of tattoos to show off his huge muscles. Drake squeezed his golden eyes shut in pleasure, and when he briefly reopened them, they had turned violet.

Only then did the Nate dildo pick up its pace, each stroke expertly massaging Drake's prostate until the cetacean could no longer contain himself. With a loud moan, the orca's rod released a massive spray of cum. It was Dennis's first orgasm in years- not that Drake knew that- and so would have been large to begin with, and the chemicals that had transformed the panda into an orca made it larger still, as this was how they left the body, and they had left the orca with the ability to produce massive loads, the better to please his otter. The stream sprayed over the orca's head and released in wave after wave so that the orca all but soaked himself in his own seed. Drake groaned again as he shot himself in the face, getting in his own mouth.

Finally after a seeming eternity, his orgasm subsided and the dildo withdrew. It took the orca several minutes to gather up the stamina to stand up and remove the sensors for the heart rate monitor. In his mind, he knew that there was a shower in the corner, and he availed himself of it- taking time to clean all the thick orca seed from his massive muscles and large, thick cock. It took almost half an hour before he was finally clean. He returned to stand before the beanbag (which had been cleaned while he was in the shower), which he knew somehow that he must do. When he had done so, the door opened, and Doctor Jones returned. Untroubled by his nudity (a deliberate side effect of the process), Drake held his arms up to allow the wolf to measure him.

"It will take a few moments to get clothes ready for you Mr. Wood," she said as she finished writing his measurements on her clipboard. "In the meantime, we need to take a picture for your new ID and then you can rest until your clothes are ready. Mr. Rivers finished his procedure a little while ago, and will be ready to drive you back to you lakeside house."

Drake smiled and nodded. Odd that she had to specify that they lived on the lake- of course they did. Drake sat down for the driver's license photo, than leaned back and fell asleep, dreaming of all the things he could do with his otter...

And sex in the water just off their little beach was the first thing he dreamed of.