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Above His Station

Sneak Peek

The buzz of his alarm clock roused Andy from his sleep. His tried eyes slowly opened, sunken and dark from restless sleep. He laid there, letting the grating beep of his alarm clock buzz at him for a few minutes. Eventually he summoned the strength to lift a hand and slap the red glowing analogue monstrosity into silence. His fingers slipped from the clock, his hand hanging limply on the side of his bed. He laid there, watching as the slotted shadows of his shades crept across the cracks in the plaster.

His full lips were dried and cracked. If anyone actually gave a shit about human life in his world, they may have thought he was feverish, but to the anthros, the ones who had everything, he looked just like any other human.

Andy sat up, giving as many groaning grunts as his old, uncovered mattress, the thin sheet of a blanket fell from his lithe body exposing his dark tawny skin. A small dusting of chest hair sprouted from where his pecs should be and into the faintest happy trail down his abdominals. He didn’t have definition because he worked out more than anyone else, but because like most humans, he didn’t get much to eat. Though, Andy ate plenty, more than a lot of humans. He was important, he was gifted, he was smart…for a human.

Andy let his feet roll off the bed, cracked his back into alignment, and stood. The sheet fell to the floor where it would stay until he got back from work and went to bed. There weren’t many humans that got the opportunities that Andy was given, but that didn’t mean he was wealthy. It simply meant he wasn’t completely overlooked when it came to prospects.

He gave a deep yawn, his dark eyes watering up from how deep it was. He shuffled his way into his tiny bathroom and splashed his face with some water. He looked in the mirror, his chin stubbly, his thin goatee made him look older than he was. He slicked his hair back into place, reactivating the gel to style his high fade. Though, he was due for another haircut, the fade not as prominent anymore. Maybe if he had time on the weekend he could knock some things off his to-do list.

He brushed his teeth, he reapplied deodorant, and got dressed. A dark blue button down with gray slacks. He always had to dress his best or his boss would notice and write him up.

“We might have to work with you, but that doesn’t mean you’re going to drag us down to your standards!” That’s what his boss had said. Andy knew his place, and it wasn’t amongst the mighty anthros. He was the weakling, the trash that got stuck beneath their foot paws, the lesser evolved species.

At least for now…

Andy sighed as he picked up his briefcase and headed off to work. He started shuffling his feet down the hall when the smell of cigarette smoke tinged his nose.

“Hey Scarlet,” Andy smiled and waved at the dragoness. She was standing outside her room leaning on the railing beside the staircase. She was a vision. Tight body glimmered with ruby scales, her underbelly a soft yellow. She was currently in an old nighty robe that clung to her form.

“Hey Andy,” Scarlet’s sour expression softened. “How’ve you been? Boss still an ass?”

“Well, he’s an anthro in the business world and I’m a human,” Andy shrugged. “What’s a furless ape to do?”

“You know, you don’t have to take that. There are people you can report him to.”

“Yeah, I could, but then I’d lose my job.” Andy gave a soft smile, but the corners of his lips never reached his tired eyes. “It’s best if I just take it for now until I can get a promotion.”

“Or hope a better man comes along,” Scarlet chuckled.

“Hey!” Someone snarled as the door to Scarlet’s apartment flung open. “Who you talking to?”

There stood a massive kangaroo, easily over six feet and built like a tank. His powerful pecs protruded outward, his six pack abs crunched effortlessly into rolling obliques. His lats were so wide they forced his arms to an angle. He only wore a pair of gray sweatpants, and his half hard dick swung visibly in them, the tip of his cock had left pre stains like a horny constellation going up his thick thigh.

“Nobody, Vance,” Scarlet waived off his concern. “It’s just Andy from across the hall.”

Vance didn’t take that well, the roo snorting out both nostrils and stomped forward, his toe claws gouging the tile. In a flash he had gripped Andy and pinned him against the wall.

“You looking at my wife, you fucking lowborn trash?”

“No!” Andy gasped, gripping onto the roo’s wrist and trying to break free. “No, I wasn’t—”

“Shut up!” Vance slammed Andy against the wall again. “Like a bitch this fine would lay with a non-anthro. That’s why she’s with me, a fucking stud!”

Andy felt fear in his bones. Kangaroos never stop growing, making them naturally prized men in a world that values size and power above all else. Vance must have done something really stupid to get himself in the same apartment complex as Andy, but that didn’t cross the human’s mind. No, the only thing that went through his head was what the roo said next.

“I could kill you, you know,” Vance snarled, his veins popping, his species natural testosterone levels giving him roid rage. “No one would give a shit neither! That’s how fucking pointless you furless shits are!”

“Vance stop,” Scarlet sighed before coming over and placing a hand on the man’s shoulders. “I know how my heat gets to you. Why don’t we go back and take care of it together?”

Vance’s massive boner throbbed, slinking further down his sweats. The roo huffed and dropped Andy. Before he followed Scarlet though, he pinned Andy to the wall with his foot on his chest.

“Listen here you furless fuck. You ain’t even worth the time it would take to kill. I’d cuck you into raising some real children if you had any bitches to speak of, but my bitch is horny. Be grateful my nut is more important than your disrespectful existence. Don’t let me catch you talking to my skank again. Got that?”

“Y-Yes—Ga!” Andy gave a pained cry as Vance pressed his foot paw against his chest, his ribs bending.

“That’s yes, Sir,” Vance snarled, snorting out his nostrils. “You will learn to respect your betters.”

“Y-Yes…Sir,” Andy squeaked out. Vance sneered down at the human his dick throbbing in his sweats.

“Good, now get out of my sight,” Vance spat on the floor next to Andy before turning on his heel and stomping back into the apartment.

Scarlet glanced over at Andy and mouthed, “I’m sorry,” before ducking back into the apartment.

Andy sighed, brushing off the dust from his clothes as he stood. He would be reprimanded for having wrinkly clothes, and maybe a bit of dirt on his shirt, though, no matter where Andy went, he was always considered a slob. He clenched his fist, trying to hide the anger he felt, though he didn’t know what hurt more. Vance’s blatant racism, or Scarlet’s pity.

***

Andy got a tongue lashing from his boss about his clothes. The bulldog lived up to his species and hounded on him for a bit before ultimately coming to the conclusion that Andy couldn’t help but be a slob because he was a human. Surely an anthro of any worth would know how to not wrinkle a tie.

Andy took his lumps and then got to work. The human had his own little lab, not as nice as some scientists, but the best that a non-anthro could ever hope to have. It wasn’t like they did it out of the kindness of their hearts, but because the anthros refused to work with a human, but he was the only one who could do what he did, and he made sure to keep it that way.

As soon as the door to his lab was closed, his tired eyes furrowed, his brow slashing down into two angry knits.

“Fucking HELL!” he snarled. Normally Andy could keep it together, but today was too much. He grit his teeth and seethed, spit flying as he huffed and held back tears of rage. He was making more money than any human could dream of, he was more important than anyone he ever knew, more successful than anyone in his field, and he was still treated like trash! You are either blessed or cursed from birth, your station already set, your future already mapped out to a series of inevitable dead ends. A never ending maze of glass ceilings that stretched on into infinity! All because he was born a wretched human!

“It’s not fair,” he huffed and slammed his fist against the counter. “It’s not FAIR!”

The machinery in his lab dinged, the old equipment that he spent as much time fixing and recalibrating as he did using finally rattled to a stop. He came to a centrifuge where he pulled out a vile and smiled. He used a clean pipette to extract a specific layer of material and brought it over to a beaker and dropped the exact amount he needed into a solution that was kept inside a temperature controlled hood. The clear liquid didn’t change color, it didn’t fizzle, it simply clouded with the substance before dissolving into it.

“But maybe it doesn’t have to be so unfair,” Andy smirked. He had been working for years on a serum that could genetically change anyone into an anthro, but it exceeded his wildest dreams. He had a few test subjects, some rats that didn’t survive the explosive change the serum provided, but he found a work around. The only issue with the product was the fact it worked too well. So, instead of injecting minute pieces of the drug over several rounds, he was able to do a timed release series of capsules.

He took the liquid from the hood and poured it into a machine that whirred to life, taking the solution and making gel capsules inside gel capsules until it rolled out on the other end. He only synthesized enough serum for one dose, for one person. He had already tested the timed release and the subject survived, it was finally time to let go and change his life forever. If this worked, he would be reborn as something even greater than an anthro.

He took the pill and downed it with the rest of the solution.

Out of instinct he put the beaker on the counter gently. Andy took a deep breath as he sat down on his stool, his eyes wide as he waited for the concoction to take effect. Fear started to trickle down his spine. What if he calculated wrong? What if he didn’t measure right? What if he drank too much of it and he exploded? The sudden image of the mangled rat bodies flashed across Andy’s eyes.

Andy slapped his hands over his mouth, he suddenly couldn’t breathe and he couldn’t tell if it was because of the drug or because he was having a panic attack. He stood up, only for him to double over from a sudden rush to his head. He slammed both hands down on the edge of the counter to catch himself as that rush rippled up through his spine. He shot his eyes open, and instead of being dark brown, they were glowing gold. Veins pushed up around his eyes as he started breathing deeply, his nails grew darker, extending outward into claws as his heart beat so hard he could hear it in his ears.

Then Andy’s eyes rolled back into his skull as the most overwhelming sense of pleasure surged through his bones.

“Ohhhh fuck…” Andy’s voice cracked lower as he moaned. His canines grew sharper, the soft crunching of bones alerted him to the fact his spine was elongating, his shoulders were cracking broader. His veins throbbed against his skin, each pulse of energy sent waves of pleasure through him. He instantly knew what was happening. His body was drinking in the serum, instantly getting hooked on the sensation. The dark rings beneath his eyes vanished, his lithe frame pulsed before filling out his clothes. The sound of straining fabric filled the room as the sleeves rolled up his forearms, the top buttons popping off and flying in different directions. His neck thickened, forcing him to tug on his tie and loosen it.

“Yes, I-I’m ascending. I’m becoming—fuck—bigger…becoming more,” Andy gave a deep moan s the pleasure buzzed in his prostate, it warmed his nuts, it made them roll and rumble before sloshing larger, his dick sprang to attention and he came, HARD. His human seed dumped out of him as his balls were given new orders, his DNA rewritten for something greater. Andy gasped, his back muscles pressing against his shirt and writhing as they fought for more space.

Andy looked in the mirror, a hungry grin on his face as he licked his sharp teeth and gave himself a double bicep pose. He looked like an older brother of himself who spent his whole life working out! He gave a low grunt as he flexed, his frame steadily getting wider, forcing stitches to pop and seems to split. He flexed, squeezing out more of the growth as his muscles corded, writhing with new sinew and power.

“It’s not enough. I deserve more,” Andy growled at his own reflection. “Make me bigger! BIGGER!”

His heart pounded in his chest, he took a deep breath, causing his chest to shunt forward, his pecs causing his buttons to pop and clatter to the floor. His chest hair was thick, and curling out from between his pecs. He looked like a college jock, the peak of what humanity could aspire to be, and yet he continued to grow. He wouldn’t be human, he refused to be!

“Yes! I’ve always been better than any human! And these fucking anthros don’t deserve me! I deserve everything! Bigger! BIGGER!”

His pants rode up his calves, the seams splitting up the side, his thighs getting thicker, the clothes nearly painted onto his body showing the definition of his form. His chest hair started to get brighter, becoming a soft cream color before developing into thick fur that rolled up his neck. His face bones cracked, his nose becoming blunter as it darkened. Andy snarled as his teeth sharpened, thicker, and more vicious. His ears rose to the top of his head, making points as fur sprouted inside them as creamy as his chest. Then his hair started to brighten up. It looked like it was waving into fiery locks before forming a deep brown orange mane that rolled back over his powerful neck.

“That’s right! Pump me up! I want to put every fucking bitch on this planet beneath my fucking heel! BIGGER! MORE! I DESERVE IT! IT’S MINE! BIGGER!”

Pleasure raked its way across Andy’s body as the sound of cracking bones filled the air, fur rolling over his body as he grew taller, surpassing six feet, and quickly closing in on seven! His ass cheeks flexed, bursting out of his pants and showing his orange furry ass as his tail bone shot out of his spine before bursting with fur, rippling into a gorgeous orange tail with a dark tip. Next his hands clenched, his nails slipping out further into vicious claws. His shoes burst, four, dark furry toes with razor blades for claw tips ripped free from their confines. His ankles cracked and got thicker and snapped free of his loafers, his calves ripping his pants into shorts. He was literally hulking out of his clothes, and yet there was no sign in sight that he was slowing down his apotheosis.

The doors burst open, the commotion alerting a scientist and guard. A saber-toothed tiger wrapped in a lab coat came in with a cheetah in a security uniform. Andy’s eyes instantly snapped on to them, his smile splitting his goatee and having it curl up into little black markings on his fox muzzle. Andy’s predator instincts took over and he lunged forward, gripping them both by the throat and pinning them against the wall.

Instantly there was a reaction. A powerful surge rippled through his hands and up into his body.

“Yessss,” Andy hissed, gripping harder and silencing their feeble cries. “That’s right, give me your genetic material. Make me—Grrr—stronger! Surrender your genetic material to me! Make me grow, make me stronger, make me fucking INVINCIBILE!”

The genetic material coming from the cheetah funneled into his legs, his thick, teardrop thighs audibly crunched several times, rearranging and bulging before bursting out of his pants, the shredded slacks falling to the ground as his cum dripping underwear gargled and bulged. The sabertooth’s essence cracked his skull, Andy’s eyes rolling into the back of his head as his jaw became wider, thicker, and strong enough to chew bone like it was wafers! His canines extended, becoming a duo of blades made for piercing skulls and tearing flesh.

“Fuck, barely anything of worth,” Andy let them go, they both slumped to the floor. The cheetah weakened, his legs like Jell-O, the sabertooth tiger’s teeth fell from his maw and he lost the ability to control his jaw with the lack of strength it had.

Andy on the other hand was still surging with strength, his ears brushing the eight foot tall ceiling as he snarled in pleasure. He stepped out of his lab, rising to his full height, his form already exceeding eight feet, the halls much taller for the anthros of considerable size. He saw his boss and snarled, he crouched, his thighs audibly clenching before he blasted forward. He went from zero to sixty in less than a second, pinning his boss to the wall and feeling his best genetic traits surge into him. Andy’s nose became sharper, his sense of taste more acute. He could smell fear in the air at his presence; he could taste the diesel fumes that seeped in from the outside.

“Hey boss,” Andy snarled, as he lifted the bulldog up so his head smacked the ten foot ceiling. “I’m taking the rest of the day off.”

“Who are you?” His boss managed to whimper.

The answer came so naturally to Andy it sent shivers of growth down his spine.

“Your superior,” Andy huffed a duo of streams from his more powerful nose at the bulldog. “In every way imaginable.”

He let him go, the bulldog hitting the floor and cracking a leg. Andy smirked, stomping on it and enjoying the sickening crack and scream from the asshole who had always treated him like shit. He flexed his toes, reveling in the pathetic man’s screams before he lined himself up with the front door and propelled himself out of the building.

***

“Vance? You doin’ alright?” Scarlet called from the kitchen. “I’m making some eggs. You want some?”

“Fuck woman, you still horny?” Vance called from the living room.

“I was just asking if you wanted eggs,” Scarlet shot back.

“Shit, I thought that was what you lizard bitches said when you’re horny,” Vance huffed from the couch.

Scarlet rolled her eyes and cracked him a few eggs. She was horny, but Vance came three times before she could even get off once so she was still hot and bothered. He was a good lover and attentive to her needs, but he just…well…he wasn’t a dragon down below, and her body knew that. Not to say he was small, but dragons had foot long dicks, and that was considered fairly average for draconic kind. So a ten inch dick was barely scraping the bottom of the barrel when it came to dragon men.

Knock! KNOCK! BAM!

The door to their apartment broke off its hinges as someone knocked on the door.

“What the FUCK!” Vance stood up, the roo in nothing but his cum stained sweats. “Who the fuck are you?”

The next thing Vance knew the golden eyes glaring at him from the hall somehow propelled themselves forward and smashed him against the wall, the sheetrock falling away to expose the brick beneath. Scarlet screamed looking at the beastly man who just infiltrated their home. She looked on as a nine foot, saber-toothed fox had pinned her man against the wall. He was massive, he was beastly, and his boxers were distended, dark form drinking in the pre that oozed from that hidden member. The root of the hulking fox’s dick was exposed, a powerful knot that was as large as her man’s fist.

Scarlet gulped, her heat warming her loins as she watched her man effortlessly get man handled. Ancient dragon rituals of elder drakes sparing over women were well known, but wasn’t popularly spread was how the female drake would bond with the winner.

But Andy knew.

“That’s it Vance!” Andy snarled, feeling his best traits syphoning off of him, his DNA being added to his genetic code. “Fuck yes! Give it up! Give it to me! Anything of worth in your useless body. Give it to your fucking betters!”

The power from Vance curled into Andy, his foot paws cracked and grew bigger, swelling with size. He could feel the testosterone flowing through his body, feeling his confidence soar and any thought of restraint being quashed by a mounting rage he had kept buried for too long. Then the energy filled his very bones, every fiber of his being, the infinite potential for growth that roos had flowed into him and sank into his essence.

Vance tried to bat away the beast that was pinning him, but he was simply too big. Hell, the guy had almost three feet on him and his fucking arm was as big as his roo kicking legs! He tried to fight back, but he was feeling weaker by the moment, and though he didn’t shrink in size, he felt his will and authority of being an alpha male diminishing.

Andy breathed in before letting out a deep sigh, his breath hot and humid.

“That’s it, nothing left of value,” Andy let the roo fall to the floor and turned to look at Scarlet. “You see that?” Andy shot her a cocky smirk.

Scarlet’s legs shook. Not only had she completely dominated her man, he completely eclipsed him in every regard.

“You know,” Andy stepped forward, his massive foot paws making the entire apartment shake. “If you need that heat taken care of, all you got to do is ask.”

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