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Compliance with Police Officers for Leviathan by Draconicon

The holding cell was not as comfortable as it looked on television, and considering it looked miserable there, Levi was beyond miserable in real life. The former human, now husky, curled up on the cot on the far end, keeping his legs pulled up against his chest and his tail between his legs to cover himself.

Despite having 'lost' his clothes, the police officers still hadn't given him anything to cover himself. Not even a blanket, saying that he could keep warm enough with his fur like a regular dog. Nevermind that he wasn't as thickly furred as a regular husky, or that he had a bigger body than them that let out more heat. Nevermind that he was a person, not an...an animal.

He looked at his changed body and shuddered again. It was so hard to think of himself as a former human anymore, and while he swore he'd never forget, the details of his old body were already fading. Had he always been so skinny? What had it felt like to have a normal human sense of smell? What was it like to not hear everything that was going on in the other holding cells and be able to tell what each person was saying? What was it like to be...normal?

It didn't help that every prisoner brought in for processing was brought right past his cell, and more than a few of them laughed at him. Those that didn't openly mock him or shout at him like a freak ogled him in a way that he'd never seen...and he didn't know how he felt about that.

It shamed him, but Levi occasionally reached down and touched his sheath a bit after those prisoners were gone. The idea of being liked, of being...wanted, even like this, was almost good. He still knew that it wasn't a good kind of wanting, that he should be wanted for better things than...this. But it was all he had.

He was in the process of fumbling with his alien-esque anatomy when he heard the cell door open. Whipping around in the way that only a frightened dog can, the husky was confronted by two of the science techs from the lab. While he didn't recognize their faces, he knew by smell that one of them had been the one handling all the injections. He wanted to growl, but he couldn't summon the courage.

They stopped just inside the cell, far enough in to block the door but not close enough for him to be able to grab them. The familiar-smelling scientist cleared his throat.

"Levi, it's time that you put yourself to use here."

"B-but I'm not -"

"Don't worry. We're not asking you to start fighting crime or something right now. God knows that you'd fuck that up."

His ears splayed out, but the tech just kept talking.

"Instead, we want to see just how far the transformation affected you, and if you can be of use that way."

"How?"

"Simple."

The tech pulled a cup out from behind his back, almost like a urine sample cup, but slightly bigger. He laid it down on the floor and slid it over with a small tap of his foot.

"Just jerk yourself off until you fill that up, and we'll take it down to the lab for testing. If it's got sufficient numbers of chemical markers in it, you'll be perfect for converting others through sex alone."

The idea was...shocking, to say the least. The idea that he could convert others to different forms the way that he had been converted, except...more pleasurably...and maybe with other people against him. With more of them, he wouldn't be so much of a freak, or feel quite so alone...

Then he remembered just how the police had done this to him already. They'd stolen his life. They'd taken away everything that he had, and now they wanted him to do the same things to other people. And even if he said no, they'd take it from him...

He shook his head. No, he had to make a stand.

Levi stood up, still keeping his tail curled around his sheath and balls, and slowly reached down to the container. He picked it up, rotating it in his fingers, feeling the size of it. It was...big. He wasn't sure how they'd expected him to fill the whole thing; no human could have, not on their own. He knew that he felt more...pent-up than he used to, but surely that wouldn't make that big a difference.

Not that it mattered. With a grunt, he pulled back and heaved the container away from it, throwing it through the bars of the holding cell to make it crash against a far wall. Everyone, everywhere in the room turned to look at him at that point. He blushed, but crossed his arms defiantly.

"I won't...I won't do what you tell me to do."

The techs sighed, the familiar one reaching into another pocket. Levi expected them to pull out another cannister, but instead -

"Hey! You can't shoot me!"

"I'm afraid that we'll do what we have to do."

"I'm not jerking off, so you're going to kill me?!"

"It's not a normal gun. But you'll do what we tell you to do anyway."

Levi had no chance to move. The gun rose, and it let out a pchew sound as it hit him in the chest with a ray of light. The husky fell back, more out of shock than anything else, and pressed his hands to the impact point.

There was nothing. No hole, no damage, not even a burn. It was like being hit with a child's plaything. He started to stand up -

"Prisoner, sit down."

No sooner had the tech commanded him than he was forced to sit down. His ass actually hurt when it came down on the cot, and he would have grimaced...except he couldn't. In fact, nothing on his body moved. It was like he'd been turned into a statue. Levi struggled with his body, straining to lift his arms, struggling to pull his legs up, but nothing moved.

"Prisoner, expose yourself."

Until he was ordered, and then his tail moved on its own, dropping downwards and exposing his sheath and balls to the two scientists. The new guy shook his head, then turned to the more experienced tech.

"I thought we weren't experimenting with that yet."

"It's not like we're testing it on humans."

"Still..."

"Besides, the boys will be happy to see that the Compliance Enforcement Beam works. They've been wanting to use that in the field for weeks."

Levi was utterly shocked, and would have been shivering if it weren't for the fact that his body refused to move without his consent. The last bit of free will of him - and really, anybody that the police didn't like - had just been taken away by a single pull of a trigger. He stared ahead as the tech put away the 'gun.'

"I think that, since he's resisting us, we should have a bit of fun."

"Come on, isn't this enough? He's lost everything."

"I don't think it really matters. Like you said, he's lost everything. That includes his rights along with his humanity."

"I don't want any part of this."

"Fine, then just send me a couple of guards. And the horse."

The horse? Levi couldn't do anything but stare ahead, watching as the slightly sympathetic tech walked off leaving him alone with the sadist. He couldn't even pull back as the tech walked over and grabbed him by the balls, rolling them in his hand, squeezing them to the point of pain before pulling back.

"You know, I was disappointed when you changed, at first. I wanted to see a strong, obedient guard dog, but all we got was a mewling whiner. A loser. Something that would be better off on the trash heap than anywhere else."

Levi whimpered, both at the insults and the pain, but his pent up body was responding regardless. As the tech kept stroking him, teasing him, his cock started emerging from his sheath. In seconds, it was hard enough for the human to start stroking it, and if it hadn't been for the control his body was under, Levi would have been moaning. The scientist kept chuckling.

"You aren't a useful police dog. But you'll make it easier for us in other ways. Provided this works, of course; otherwise...well, I don't think we'll need a defective dog. Particularly one that's as slutty as you."

"Sir, we have what you want."

"Excellent, set it down."

As the tech stood up, leaving Levi's 'excitement' completely exposed, the dog had a chance to see what they were talking about. It was like a breeding post, and he shuddered at the thought of what they were going to make him do. There was even a fleshlight put together under it, and he swore that it was modeled after a dog's hole, not a human one. Just how far below them did they see him?

The tech pointed to the horse, and Levi braced himself. Of course, it was useless.

"Prisoner, fuck the horse until you cum."

He was up and moving before he could stop himself, and his body slammed his cock into the hole before he knew what he was doing. Levi whimpered, sounding more and more like a dog rather than a man as he humped forward. His tail went up without him meaning to, and he could feel some of the policemen rubbing him under there. The fact that his body responded positively, almost wanting it, made him blush worse.

The tight hole around his cock made it all the harder to think, too, particularly as he kept thrusting forward again and again, slamming his cock in up to the base. He felt like a wild creature, fucking like an animal rather than as a person. It didn't feel right. It didn't feel normal. But...

But it felt so good.

It took very little time for him to blow his first load, squirting it down the tube into the waiting cannister. Levi panted, slumping down over the rubber horse, and groaned as his cock started to slide back into his sheath.

His relief was short lived, however, as the tech flicked his balls from behind.

"You are not finished. That produced a quarter of what we need. You'll need to keep working. Fuck the horse until the officers around you tell you to stop." The tech looked at them. "Make sure he fills it."

"Got it, sir."

The tech walked out as Levi started humping again. His oversensitive cock almost hurt as he slammed himself in again and again, but there was nothing he could do to stop himself. His body obeyed them, not him, and they wanted this.

And in the back of his mind...he did too.

The End