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"Where am I?" Sean asked the fox across from him, the lizard had awoken in a cell along with a bunch of other anthros who were as confused as him. Once he had awoken he had watched as one by one they were led away by two... creatures, and it had only been a matter of time until they reached him. Now he was sitting in a crappy little room across from a fox who had yet to say a damn thing. "Excuse me, I just asked where am I?" he asked his voice now raised, Sean wasn't one to be pushed around.

The fox looked up from a folder that he was glancing at, and setting it on the table Sean saw his name on the tab. "Sean Evers, you have proven yourself quite the character," the fox said, sliding the folder right off the desk and into a trash can. "You're training to be a police officer, your father is a high profile business man who spends most of his time overseas, and your mom is at the hospital more than she is at home," he stated, netting his fingers as he leaned on the table.

Not sure how to answer Sean nodded slowly, he would've slammed the fox into the table save for the fact that there were three of those creatures around the room with what looked to be cattle prods in hand. They all glistened in the dim light of the room, they seemed to be made of black goo, and their faces resembled gas masks. "What am I doing here, and where is here?" he asked, taking a short glance at the creatures to make sure they weren't going to spontaneously shock him.

There was silence as the fox gazed at him, having yet to actually answer any of his questions. He was dressed in a lab coat which made Sean think that he was in some sort of mad scientist's lab, and nothing had yet to prove to the contrary. "Sean, you have been collected for services here." Sean was a bit surprised that one of his questions had been answered, but he still didn't know where "here" was. "It has been established that your parents are very busy, and you have made very little connections in your life," the fox said, gesturing to the trash bin with the folder in it.

There was an odd sinking feeling in Sean's stomach as he was getting the feeling that this was some sort of set up to get himself killed. "You can't just do away with me if that's what you're thinking, I do have friends, and I'm attending training academy. I doubt that nobody would..."

"Easily fixed," the fox cut him off, he pulled open his lab coat revealing a white shirt underneath and pulled out a small tablet from within a pocket inside of his coat. Putting it on the table the fox made a few gestures, and he slid it around to show the lizard a few pictures. "This one is your notice saying that you're dropping from the course, as well as a specially copied form of your signature," the fox explained, and on the paper was a letter written very similar in style to his own writing as well as an exact replica of his signature. "For your friends we've used a synthesising program to send out a mass message to all of your close relations that you have decided to go into seclusion as a hermit, and that all attempts at reaching you are useless."

It was preposterous, and yet... the fox said it with such authority that Sean had to believe it. "This is... absolutely... who the fuck do you think you are?" Sean hissed, a bad habit he had yet to kick from when he was a kid. His parents said hissing was very uncouth, but he had always rebelled against his parent's words...

"You don't need to know who I am, as it's completely irrelevant to the reason that you are here. Sean, from this day on you don't exist beyond the walls of this factory," the fox said, and Sean at least had the satisfaction of getting a slight answer from the fox, he was in a factory, but beyond that he was still clueless. "We pick individuals of different skill sets very carefully such as yourself, as your police training is sure to come in handy. In tandem with that you were chosen as you are a very easy person to erase from society."

"I am not! You could say that about anybody with how you say that!" Sean shouted, pounding the table as he stood up, but at the sudden movement he yelped as he felt something pierce through his shirt and touch one of his scales and sent a jolt through his entire body making him fall to the chair with a few twitches.

The room flashed bright colors as Sean felt his stomach churn, but after a few minutes everything came back under control and the fox sipped from a cup of water as Sean could finally open his eyes without seeing the world do three sixties. "You are wrong, Sean. Not everyone is easy to pull from the world, as there are many individuals who have an established routine that tended to fall in line with others'. School, work, friends, this made them impossible to pull from regular life. You on the other hand don't have work, you only go to school, and even there you don't associate with others after classes, you merely worked with them and then pushed them away to go back home. You also neglected to spend a lot of time with friends, and as such became a recluse. Your parents were already distant, so it was easy to separate you from them, in short, Sean. You are the perfect hermit," the fox said, and he pressed a small black button on the table and the trash bin that the folder had fallen burned bright red and the papers inside burned up. "As of now, your files are being erased by some of my top hackers, and soon enough you'll be out of society completely," the fox said, barely showing any emotion whatsoever in their whole exchange.

Sean wasn't sure how to respond to the whole situation, he wanted to be angry... he wanted to scream and punch the fox's face in... but... he wasn't sure what to say. That his life was so easy to get rid of showed that he wasn't living his life to the fullest, and to be honest he couldn't remember some of his friend's faces let alone the last time they'd hung out. Noting that Sean wasn't about to answer anytime soon, the fox took up his dialogue again. "Starting today, Sean Evers doesn't exist. You are now L-734, learn your name and love it. You'll be receiving a bodysuit that will act as your clothing, every night you will undress and put it in a laundry chute in your room, and go to sleep. In the morning it will be ready, and you will be ready to work. Now you will be escorted out," the fox said, and with a gesture two of the creatures walked on either side of the dragon and took him by the arms and led him out the door.

It was almost like a death march, but Sean didn't feel much of anything as he was given a body suit, and led to a long corridor with doors. None of them had markings of any sort, and Sean had no clue how he would know which door was his... until he saw a hologram appear on one of them as soon as he drew near it. A little picture with his face and his name... new name appeared on the door, and it slid open as the two creatures set him in front of it and he was pushed inside. The door slid shut behind him, and Sean was left in the room with nobody but himself for company.

The room was small, but it did have a toilet, bed, and sink for him to use at the very least. It looked like a prison cell, but starkly clean. The lizard turned out and tried to open the door, but it didn't budge, and the only thing that marked that it even reacted to his presence was the same small hologram on the door. "L-734... I am not, L-734, I am Sean," the lizard hissed, trying to scrape the hologram, but the door proved resistance even to his claw. "Uch..." Sean moaned, sitting on the bed, and rubbing his head. The bed was remarkably comfy, but Sean was wondering how he got here in the first place.

He remembered going to sleep in his house, and then waking up here. There was no inbetween, and now he could only wonder what he was going to have to do. The silence of his room was interrupted by a voice that came from around the room. "L-734, please change into your body suit and discard your clothing into the chute. It will be disposed of as you have no need of any possessions of your old life." The voice was cold, and sounded like a technological voice rather than any living being's.

"My name's Sean!" he shouted, but the lizard felt foolish immediately afterwards. It was a robot, not a person, and even if it could hear him it wouldn't be changing his name on demand. Sean slipped off his clothing down to his underwear, and threw it all into the chute. He was about to change when the voice came on again.

"All clothing is to be inserted into the chute, undergarments included," it said, and Sean blushed despite knowing nobody was looking and discarded his underwear. The chute closed, and he pulled out the bodysuit. There was no underwear, and he sighed as he pulled it on feeling it tighten onto his body. "L-734's bodywear registered to body, sleep tight," the voice said, and the light in the room dimmed to near pitch black.

"Are you fucking kidding me?" Sean asked, smacking into the sink as he wasn't expecting the sudden blindness. After a bit of fumbling in the dark he found his way into bed, and getting comfortable despite feeling his tail droop over the edge of the bed. He laid in the silence of the room as there were no sounds at all, and Sean felt antsy as he laid there in the complete darkness, and the complete silence.

The lizard had heard of sensory deprivation, and though he realistically should've been fine he was feeling awfully sick. The room was at such a temperature, and the sheets somehow didn't warm him up at all that it felt completely at temperature with his body so as if he were feeling, seeing, or hearing anything at all. Sean tried to sleep, but it was hard when there was nothing to see, or hear. "Am I going crazy?" he asked aloud, flinching at the sound of his own voice. "I need to just relax..." he whispered, trying to settle in but it was hard as his mind was running in circles trying to answer questions that he didn't have answers for. Sooner or later the lizard passed out, but it was painstakingly earned as the world outside of his room remained a mystery.

***

Sean's sleep didn't last long, or he felt like it didn't last long. Time had stopped existing after five minutes in the dark, or was it six? He shot up as the room lit up brightly making him moan in agony as it was so bright, and the voice from earlier spoke once more. "Good morning, L-734. Wait shortly until you are ready to be picked up," it spoke, and then the room went quiet once more.

The lizard sighed as he rubbed his eyes, he felt absolutely exhausted as he had no clue how long he'd slept so far. "I am Sean..." he whispered, and then a fear gripped his heart. In training at police academy he'd heard of torture methods that attempted to break people, and what if this whole scenario was to break him? Rob him of his identity... With his heart beating heavily now he walked over to the wall and inspected it, the door was made of a metal, but the walls inside of the room looked to be made of cinderblock. With his claw he dug into the wall by one of the corners of the room, and inscribed his name in it. "Sean.... Evers..." he whispered, smiling after blowing away some dust from his scratches and he stood up just as the door opened up to reveal the two creatures.

Now seeing them once more Sean realized they looked like animals... kind of. One had dog ears, and the other cat, but their bodies were so vague and without gender that it was hard to discern if they were animals or not. "Hi..." Sean said, hoping they might talk to him. Neither answered though as they just looked at him with the eerie gas masked faces, and Sean got the feeling they just wanted him to follow.

Instead of waiting for something to happen he just walked out between them, and was guided towards wherever they wanted him to go. They walked down the corridor, and Sean just wanted to know where he was, and possibly see any signs of other living beings. He wasn't robbed of contact with other people for long though as he found himself in a room full of people, but it was very odd. There were plenty of people in the room, but they were all wearing variations of the same suit as him, and they all had a black helmet on that seemed to be coming down from the roof. The room was filled with annoying clicking sounds, and he watched as all of the anthros were pressing the same sequence of three buttons, left middle then right. "What is this?" he asked, but just as before neither of the creatures answered.

They led him to a chair just like all of the others were sitting, and they showed him the sequence they wanted him to type in. The three buttons were the same size, and all the same black color. Sean was about to ask what it was for when he found something sliding over his head, and it closed locking off all sound, and sight, and smell. It scared him, and Sean started to freak out as he couldn't see anything. He tried to pull it over, and his heart entered his throat as he was scared he wouldn't be able to breath. Something slid into his mouth though, and he relaxed a bit as he felt air entering his lungs. He just sat there at first, his mind reeling as he was in complete sensory deprivation, and he started to wonder if he would just go insane sitting here with nothing to look at, but then he felt something grab onto his arms, and lead them forward to the buttons.

Sean wasn't going to press stupid buttons... at least not for long, maybe a few times to appease his mind. He fumbled around at first, pressing the left... then the middle... then the right. There was no sound, there was no visual as he couldn't see because of the helmet. He just felt them press down one by one. Left middle right, one two three, abc... The lizard scoffed at this, he couldn't believe he was doing this, what was he doing now that he thought about it. Was he activating something, maybe he should stop, what if he was hurting someone?

The lizard pressed buttons as he thought, and then he thought about what he was thinking about. Actually was he thinking about anything at all? What if he wasn't thinking, and was just imagining this whole thing in some sort of dream? One two three, left middle right... buttons... He fell into that pattern, after all he wasn't doing anything, and he couldn't really see or hear, so why not press buttons?

It was so easy... to get lost in the buttons...

Left

Middle

Right

Pressing buttons one after another, he got so lost in it that he didn't realize how much time was passing after a while. His body leaned into the chair, and he felt so comfortable. So comfortable in fact he forgot about thinking, forgot about forgetting, forgot about... Light! The lizard spasmed as the mask came off, blinking crazily as he breathed without the tube in his mouth. The creatures were there, he swore that they had different ears this time... but right now he couldn't think so well.

The lizard stumbled after the two creatures, feeling sick as he was guided to his room, and he threw up in the toilet a few times. His body felt so noodly and weak, especially his arms from pressing buttons. How long had he been pressing those buttons? Time had vanished so fast, in fact he didn't know what time it was right now, all he knew was that he was tired... "Wait... my name... oh god..." he hissed, dear god he couldn't remember things! He had spent so much time... he couldn't... "Sean!" he shouted, smacking his forehead.

It had been a fight to remember that, the sensory deprivation had made him practically insane with thoughts that he'd dumped a lot of his thoughts so it wouldn't be so hard. "It's torture..." Sean hissed, rubbing his eyes as he felt his suit go limp on his body.

"Please remove all garments, and go to sleep for the night," the voice said, and it took Sean a few minutes to get up without feeling sick and threw his bodysuit in the chute, and hopped in bed before the lights went out. Sean knew that something wasn't right if he was forgetting stuff this fast, also why wasn't he hungry? Realistically he should be very hungry, but he wasn't.

Sean's mind swam with thoughts, about where he was, why everything was rushing out of him so fast, and what these people had in mind for him. "I need to just concentrate..." Sean muttered, closing his eyes as he grew tired.

***

The lizard got dressed after waking up once more, feeling even more tired than the day before... or was it even a day? Did he only sleep for an hour, or maybe thirty minutes. Sean just knew he felt really disgusted with himself at letting himself go to sleep so easily while being trapped. Having some time before the creatures came and got him, Sean looked at himself in the mirror. The bodysuit was a shiny black color, and set against his green scales it was a stark color difference, but it did outline the contours of his muscles... and of his package. Sean was surprised, all of a sudden he was very horny, horny enough to jackoff right now...

"Jesus!" he moaned, rubbing his crotch as he felt the bodysuit grip so tightly to his body... his muscles were so well outlined... Everything was so simple when you just thought about... sexy... mu...

The lizard shook his head wildly as the door slid open, he was embarrassed to find his hand cupping his bulge in front of the creatures, but they didn't respond any differently than before as they stood there waiting for him. With a blush Sean stood up and walked between them, his heart pounding heavily as he was lead to the room once more. He didn't want to have the helmet on again, it was a terrifying experience, and he would've resisted save for the fact that they had those terrible prods in their hands still.

Sean looked around in the hopes that someone might not have a helmet on, and he could ask for help, but there was no such luck. They all had the helmets on, pressing button after button. He wondered who they were... if they were like him... He didn't have much time for those thoughts though as he was pushed into the chair, and the helmet came back down. The tube slipped between his lips, and his hands started pressing the damn buttons again.

One two three, one two three, one two three. It was such an easy rhythm to fall into, and he didn't have to think... Wait... Sean wanted to think, he told himself he wouldn't fall into this damn pattern again. Suddenly he remembered how sexy he had looked with such a tightly cupped package... He would've moaned if not for the tube in his mouth, and his bodysuit grew tighter... The lizard wasn't gay though, he didn't think about dicks like that... or muscles... oh.... he grew hornier as he thought about guys.

The thoughts plagued him as he continued to press buttons, and Sean felt his body go slack once more save for his cock as he pressed button after button. Such a simple job to do while thinking about sexy things... Left, middle, right. There was a small tickle at the back of his mind as he pressed buttons, and he felt an odd numbness as he did the task. "L-734..." the thought tickled his mind, and though the lizard wanted to fight the thought it was so small that it just trickled over his mind as he did the easy task of pressing the buttons.

Time slid by, and the name sat there just washing over his mind. It wasn't pushing, it just sat there as he pressed the buttons. He figured this wasn't such a bad thing... no worries about the outside world... so... relaxing... he felt like he was floating, and he didn't have to do anything... just follow the orders... "L-734..." the thought said, and the lizard continued pressing buttons.

Then the light came back in and he felt ill as he was dragged from the chair, it happened so fast that he threw up as he was back in his room. The toilet flushed as he finally stopped being ill. Everything felt so numb again as he sat there, and he felt like the world had stopped spinning now that he wasn't relaxed any longer. Sitting pressing those buttons... it was so much easier than having to take care of himself, and getting sick like this. "L-734, please deposit your clothes," the voice said, and the lizard smiled to himself peacefully as he stood up and undressed, he didn't feel so bad afterall listening to that soothing voice...

He dropped off his clothing and laid on the sheets as he groped himself, the darkness felt so relaxing now... Laying there with no concerns... He felt the nagging sensation that he needed to get out, but he figured he could worry about it later... after relaxing... His cock needed release, and... the pictures of muscled anthros kept intruding in on his mind, and he found himself fantasizing about sucking some off leading to him moaning as he fingered up and down his cock.

Whenever something more serious came up for him to think about something sidetracked his mind, like sex... or how much he wanted to sit in the dark and just listen to orders... For a while the lizard didn't even worry that he didn't remember his name, in fact he liked the fact that he didn't have to remember something so tedious like a first and last name, a letter and number were a lot easier to remember.

So much ea... "SHIT!" Sean screamed, jumping up in bed as he forced himself to stop pleasuring himself. He'd been falling into a happy daze, and he needed to stop now... "I am Sean... I am Sean..." he whispered to himself, feeling sick that he'd fallen so low...

Suddenly there was a sensation... of somebody touching him... "L-734..." the voice said, and Sean froze as he felt a strong hand rubbing his bare chest. "You're so stressed... you should rest easy..." the voice said, deep and rumbling. Sean couldn't see them, but the voice... so soothing...

"Who are y... who... rest... easy?" he mumbled, feeling his body starting to relax once more as he felt his body get embraced by a pair of strong muscular arms, and his bed move a bit as something drew up into bed. He needed to fight this presence... whatever it was... but... it felt so good...

"Yes, rest easy, L-734. You're too stressed, just feel me touch you, and relax into my arms..." the voice said, the lizard... L-734 felt something stroking his already hard cock, moving up and down sending shivers down his spine. "Sleep... relax... and let me take care of all of that pesky stress..." the voice said, and L-734 nodded as he closed his eyes, the smile never leaving his lips as he fell asleep on his sheets, unaware of his forgotten name.

***

Waking up in the morning L-734 wasn't sure how he felt as he sat up, his body felt... numb... His cock stood at attention as he stood up, and looking into the mirror his face was stuck in a smile. Something in his mind was telling him to look in the corners of the room, and since he had plenty of time he took a look. The scratches that he'd left were gone though, cleaned away by a special program that kept all the rooms nice and tidy. Pulling on his bodysuit L-734 sat on his bed waiting, rubbing himself as the door slip open to reveal two muscular creatures. Their forms now showing true to the lizard as he continued smiling, and standing up with his extremely tight bodysuit. Both creatures had erect cocks that were obvious, but had been hidden behind a glamour until now as today was the day.

L-734 knew today was special, but he couldn't put his finger on it. He was excited to put that hood on today though, and he didn't even take a moment to notice that he was the only one in the room, and standing in the middle of the room was a creature, but it was different. The other two creatures bowed before this one, and left leaving L-734 standing before the other one. "L-734, what a glorious specimen you are... perfect for a slave of a demon," the creature said, he appeared draconic, but his body shimmered like the surface of water.

The lizard should've said something, but everything was so much easier when he just listened. Thinking was for others... "Yes, you are such a delicious specimen. I mean after all you were resisting last night, and if I hadn't interrupted you might've taken a whole other day to change, but you sucumbed..." the demon said, smiling as he walked around the lizard, his tail trailing behind listlessly.

"Your personality is broken, and your mind almost completely empty, I'm sure you're able to see the true form of the other slaves now?" the demon asked, and L-734 nodded with a smile on his face still, his eyes gazing off with a glazed expression. "L-734, this mask will be your new face," the demon said, reaching over and taking the black mask off of the pole that it had been attached to this whole time, and it shifted into a gas mask looking apparatus just like the others wore. "If you want to give into darkness, and become my slave for whatever purposes I need you for, simply nod, and it shall be so," the demon said, his eyes glowing a deep red as he simply smirked.

Sean would've said no, he would've fought, and would've shot up this motherfucking demon. Now though.... Sean was gone, his name forgotten, and L-734 standing there with a blank mind, any memories now broken and floating around, and none of them connecting enough for him to recall who he was. All he remembered now was how soothing the darkness was, and how he and the demon had grown so close last night in the dark... so sexy... The lizard nodded once, his mind set on becoming the demon's slave now. He didn't have anything else, and being this creature's slave... he would join him in an eternal form.

The mask slid over his face, and from the bodysuit tendrils of corrupted rubber reached up and touched the mask starting to seal off any open scales from mask to chest. All was black... L-734 couldn't see anything... couldn't smell anything... in fact he couldn't remember anything whatsoever all of a sudden... All was wiped away as the mask became a rough approximation of the lizard's face, but he had no gap for a mouth, instead having a gas mask and his eyes covered by lenses for a moment, but then underneath everything flowed away into goo. All Sean was started to melt away into L-734's new body, his scales becoming latex, and his muscles growing larger for his master.

The demon took a deep breath and absorbed the lizard's soul, smacking his lips as he tasted the delicious soul. Unlike for many of the drones he made who were destined for simple slave labor like the ones who led Sean and the others back and forth, he had special plans for L-734. As he watched the creature develop he reached forward and pressed his finger into the forming latex of his newest slave's chest, a red arcane symbol appearing in the latex and staying there.

Like the other demon slaves L-734's cock slid out through the latex, much larger with the aid of the demon's magic. It filled up with the rubber spunk, and soon his entire body was covered with black rubber. His body composed of the same as his master's, but unlike the other brainless slaves he found himself aware. He felt completely in his master's thrall, and as such he bowed before the great demon. "Yes master?" he asked, his mind sending the message.

"L-734, you have been chosen to be a demon of greater intelligence. I will use your body for my pleasure, and you will also be allowed the freedom of thought. You will fight for me as a warrior, and perhaps one day evolve into a greater demon. Until then though, you are mine," the master demon said, smiling as he slid his hand down the smooth face of his new creation.

"I am honored, Master," L-734 said, his cock throbbing with need as he smelled his master's delicious scent.

"Yes, you are. Now follow me as I have need of your body," the master demon said, chuckling as he opened a portal in a wall and they stepped through. A lesser demon stepping out from the same portal to take care of the rest of the new initiates into the master's clutches. The demon funnily enough looked very much like a certain fox...