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Hi everyone, it's been a while but I FINALLY have completed something. This took a lot longer than I expected but between work and other things I've had little motivation to write.

"He's a lost cause. There's nothing more we can do for him,"

"There has to be something! I don't want my baby to become a vegetable for life!"

"Well there is one other option. There's an experimental program which will effectively place your son into a cybernetic body which would help keep him alive and give him as close to a normal life as possible,"

"Do it! Anything! I just want to have my boy back,"

I have no idea just how long I was in that vegetative state, an induced coma or something I think. It could have been anywhere between 3 months or 3 years I estimate. I had no concept of time now considering how long I had been under. I just wonder when I would eventually come to is all. Assuming I ever did.

"Hey there mate. You're still in a pretty bad shape but hopefully this new procedure should help you out. You won't be the same but it sure beats the state you're currently in,"

I still have no idea just what is happening around me. I'm not sure just what he, or was it a she, intended to do to me. I had no understanding at the time about what was happening but at that time all I cared about was being able to be out and about again.

>> Downloading data from C://Medical_Procedures/Experimental/Cyber_Initiative/Patients/Male/Thomas_Alston.txt

>>Loading C://Cyber_Initiative/Initiation/Startup.exe

What? What is this? I haven't seen this kind of thing before. Where is all this green text coming from? I haven't seen anything but darkness up until now...

>>Crosschecking vital statistics... successful

>>Writing to C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Vital_Functions/Vital_Functions.txt

>>Loading C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Vital_Functions/Vital_Functions_Monitor.exe

>>Loading C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Secondary_Functions/Secondary_Functions.exe

>> Writing to C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Secondary_Functions/Secondary_Functions.txt

What the hell is going on? What is this damn Cyber_Initiative thing I'm seeing? I want answers damnit! Not that I can actually ask anybody in the current state I'm in, despite the fact that I'm feeling more conscious now than ever.

>>WARNING : Vital functions improving, breathing rate increasing, cardiac output increasing

>>Consciousness levels increasing

>>Cyber Initiative is online and working at full capacity

"Thomas? Thomas can you hear me?" a voice calls out

>>Consciousness levels now at 30%

I can hear you damnit! If this damn thing will give me control of my body I'd be able to respond to you. What the bloody hell have you bastards done to me?

>>Consciousness levels now at 50%

>>Loading HUD and updating information

"He's opening his eyes! Thomas can you see me? What do you see?"

A blinding flash of light sears my retinas before slowly dissipating, revealing the muzzle of a gaunt tiger standing over me. I blink a few times, not quite believing that I'm out of the coma or whatever it was just yet. Something's not quite right about my vision. I don't remember seeing things like my heart rate and a faint silhouette of my body in the corners of my vision before.

"Wuh... where am I?" I burble, not quite sure just what to make of things at the moment, "What's happened?"

"You actually made it through the procedure alive. I'm impressed. Most people who undergo your... treatment don't make it. A testament to the quality of the surgeons we have here as well as your own tenacity," the tiger responds, the voice as coarse and gravelly as a shingle beach. I continue to stare back at all of the odd dials and readings that are currently clouding my field of vision. Apart from the now orange details that are scrawled all over my vision, appearing and disappearing without warning, nothing seems different.

>>Neural scan complete, integration with CNS successful

>>Welcome to the Cyber Initiative. Please refer to the user manual for proper operating procedure

"We were hoping that your body wouldn't reject the system we've put in place. Judging from the fact that you're actually conscious I'd guess that you haven't," he, I'm assuming it's a he, says.

"What have you done to me? What is this damn Cyber Initiative thing that keeps popping in my vision?" I ask. It's not until just then that I notice that my voice sounds a little different, almost like it was synthesized somehow. The tiger gives me an odd look before reaching over for a clipboard. It's almost like he's hiding behind it, reluctant to tell me the truth.

"What do you remember before you were admitted? Assuming you even remember that. What happened on March 15?" he asks.

>>Loading C://Cyber_Initiative/Memory/2172/March/Thursday15.txt

>>WARNING: File corrupted. Error Code 1F86G9X

I ignore the blatant message in front of my eyes and rack my brains for whatever I can remember relating to this 'accident' I think he's referring to. Not that I actually can remember a damn thing.

"Something happened to me? I don't remember anything," I tell him. I was now starting to wonder just what to make of these messages appearing in the bottom left of my vision. That last message seemed oddly true considering that I couldn't remember a thing whatsoever.

"Well I guess it would be best if you take a look for yourself. You wouldn't believe me if I told you," he murmurs as he leans over and picks up a mirror. I simply could not describe the horror that greeted my eyes. Ugly metal plating covered the entirety of my head and muzzle and my eyes had become sunken red almond shaped pieces of glass. Looking down at my arms I saw the continuous metal plating extending along the length of my limbs. The dark metallic grey sending chills down my spine as I contemplated just what had been done to me.

"I'm... I'm hideous," I mutter as I raise my arms in front of my face and stare at the metallic gauntlets that now covered my paws. The IV drips which had previously been plugged 24/7 into my arms were gone leaving only what I saw in front of me.

"Well considering the fact that your only other option is being an invalid for life I'd say you came out pretty well,"

"Can I go see him now? Can I go see my boy?"

> > Loading C://Cyber_Initiative/Memory/Facial_Recognition.exe

I couldn't forget mom's voice even if I wanted to but I didn't want her to see me like this. Not in my current state.

"Thomas... oh thank god you're alright," she cries as she bursts in and leans over the bed to give me a tight hug. The sensation seems familiar yet foreign at the same time through the metallic plating. I don't know how they got the sensations working but I didn't care at this point. A small green circle appears in my field of vision as I look back at mum and carefully hug her. It locks onto her muzzle before displaying a series of data like a computer readout of what I remember of her.

>>Name: Marianne Alston

>>Age: Unknown (estimated 57)

>>Gender: Female

>>Species: Wolf

>>Relationship: Mother

"Where's dad? What happened to me? Why did this happen?" I ask immediately without hesitation.

"I'll leave you two to catch up for a bit. Call for me when you're done. We still have some diagnostic tests that we have to do to make sure you have integrated with the suit properly," the tiger says nonchalantly as he picks up my file at the foot of my bed and makes a few marks before walking out the door.

"Sweetie your father is still at work and..." mum starts before pausing. I look at her oddly as she holds one of my paws in hers.

"You had an accident in one of the labs," she finally continued, "you suffered significant third degree burns while you were doing an experiment by yourself. You're lucky to have made it out alive. I... gave the go-ahead for you to undergo this... transformation,"

Propping myself up in the bed I pull back the hospital bed sheets, only to find every square centimetre of my body covered in the same metallic sheen that covered my arms. I no longer had a body made of flesh but rather one of metal and plastic.

"I'm... a freak," I mutter as I carefully look around the hospital room where I'm recovering. Everything that I remember, the heart monitor, the ventilator, the dialysis machines, the IV drips, all of them suddenly gone. Was it the suit that was keeping me alive? I have no idea but it certainly makes a lot of sense considering what I'm seeing in the corners of my vision. The sounds of moving plastic and metal greet my ears as I flex my finger gently. There was no way I could ever go back out in public, not looking like this anyway. Society still looked down on those with cybernetic enhancements, often treating them like second class citizens. Something along the lines of them being 'unnatural' or something to that extent despite that in most cases they tended to be for medical conditions. There have been cases of athletes getting augmentations to increase performance as well which is where the judgement comes from I guess.

"You're no freak honey. Just... different now,"

Sitting up I ran my gauntleted paws down my body, getting a feel for what would be the exoskeleton for the rest of my life. The metal plating was distinctively cold compared to the plastic that I could feel under my fingertips as I ran them down my face and onto my chest. My individuality was nothing but a mere distant memory now, encased away never to be seen again. Running down onto my stomach something felt a little strange as my fingers stray over my crotch. I don't ever remember becoming a female recently.

"What the fuck have they done with my penis?" I cry, "I never agreed to become female!"

"Thomas honey you suffered extreme burns to your entire body. They... had to operate on certain parts of you and one thing they had to remove was your um... manhood," mum gently responded. There's nothing but a smooth plate covering what remained of my crotch, leaving nothing but an indiscriminate reflection of my gender. I let out a sigh as I run a paw over the metal plate, wondering just what I have lost. Not that I actually used my junk much when I had it, as life was nothing but study, study, study all the time.

"Dr. Payne said that you should be ready to go the moment they do a few more tests on you. They didn't elaborate on just what though,"

The sound of footsteps makes me look up from my body to see the tiger from earlier walking back through the door.

"Are you ready to go? The sooner your tests are done the quicker you can get out of here," he says.

>>Name: Dr. Payne?

>>Age: Unknown

>>Gender: Male

>>Species: Tiger

>>Relationship: Doctor?

>>Writing to C://Cyber_Initiative/Memory/People/Unknown/DrPayne.txt

The writing that keeps appearing in front of my eyes is a greater annoyance than I had first thought and I sincerely hoped there was a way to turn the infernal thing off. I do not want to have to live my life with coloured text clouding my vision all the time.

"Well first things first let's try and get these last of these diagnostics done before we do anything else," the doctor says as he braces himself to help me get off the bed. Using both him and mum for support they slowly help me to my feet with only a little difficulty. It seems odd to be standing once more considering how long I'd been lying down in bed. I feel my knees starting to buckle slightly after finally being able to stand unaided and I'm caught just before I start to tip over.

"Woah easy there, your suit makes you a little more top heavy than before so you'll have to be careful when you walk," I'm warned. Gritting my teeth in frustration, I gently shake off the support I'm given and shakily take my first steps in my new form. My chest and arms certainly feel a lot heavier and I attribute it to all the metal plating that covering them. Not that it's overly difficult though, just more of an annoyance than anything else. What didn't help however was the slow trek down to the diagnostics lab in the basement of the hospital. The dank and dimly lit medical diagnostics area did little to ease my hesitation as I walked with a little difficulty with mum supporting me all the time.

"Please stand on the red square please," Dr. Payne gently ordered as he waved up to a glass window above us, "You can start the vital statistic diagnostics now,"

"Good morning there Thomas, I'm Dr. Mickelson. I'm sorry that I couldn't be present for your awakening but I had to make sure to bring up your systems slowly otherwise you might have had a reaction to the suit. Last person we stuck in one of those suits suffered a CNS breakdown due to integration. Damn thing nearly killed him,"

Looking up at the glass I started to wonder about this mystery voice that was now speaking to me. I would have plenty of time to think about this though as I felt something being plugged into the back of my head.

"Don't mind the discomfort," the voice continued, "We just need to confirm everything is in working order is all,"

Looking back down at the floor I flinch slightly as I feel a surge of electricity course through my body. My fingers twitch violently as the almost blinding pain finally slowly subsides, sending dark coloured clouds across my vision.

>>Connection successful

>>Vital Statistics upload complete

"Well looks like everything's alright. Your nuclear power unit seems fully operational and your vital statistics look green across the board," the voice continued in its smooth yet authoritative tone, "we'll put you through a bunch more tests then I'll come down to greet you personally,"

I barely noticed time passing as I'm put through one test after another: vision, hearing, locomotion, touch, speech, everything under the sun essentially. It seems strange now how much I took them for granted now that I think about it.

"Excellent you seem to have integrated very well into the suit. A few odd variables here and there but nothing out of the ordinary,"

"Can I go now?" I asked, "I don't want to spend a minute longer here than I have to,"

"Patience my boy, you need to know everything before you even step foot out of this place. And besides I'm sure you would like to be covered back in fur than going out as is. I'll be down in a brief moment if you'd be so kind to wait,"

I look around a little more as the other staff members who had been milling around left the room. Watching the staircase I eventually notice a single male cougar making his way towards me, his light blue polo shirt and cream coloured trousers seeming out of place in a place where every doctor seemed to be wearing a lab coat of some sort.

>>Name: Dr. Mickelson?

>>Age: Unknown

>>Gender: Male

>>Species: Cougar

>>Relationship: Doctor?

>>Writing to C://Cyber_Initiative/Memory/People/Unknown/DrMickelson.txt

I'm more than getting a little annoyed at the constant appearance of text in the corner of my vision and I certainly hoped that there was some way of turning the blasted thing off.

"It's good to see you out and about," he says joyfully as he extends a paw to shake, "I'm the one overseeing your integration and it's been a long journey for everyone involved,"

"I've never felt better," I bitterly mutter. The synthesizer in my voice is starting to irk me as well as I started to wonder if I would ever become normal again. I'm not sure if he got my subtle hint of distaste for this enhancement as he continued on blathering about one thing or another. Not that I'm paying attention however as my mind is off somewhere else.

"So before we get you suited up in some fur you might have noticed the plating all over your body,"

I instantly snap back to attention as the mention of fur greets my ears.

"The reason why we had to put all this plating on you was to protect your body while it was still recovering and now that the suit has integrated itself with your nervous system it's more for cosmetic reasons than anything else. We were wondering if you would still like to keep them or if we should remove the plating. If we leave it in you'll appear more muscular and will protect you somewhat from weapons but it will hinder your movement a little,"

I don't need more than a minute to decide that I need the plates off. With my line of work I need precision and anything that can get in my way is not worth having. The cougar nods once as a team of three individuals are quickly ordered to remove the protective plating from my body.

"Now due to the extent of your injuries, unfortunately we cannot remove your helmet, the plating on your back or your crotch. The reason for this is that your helmet is the main control centre for the suit and without it; it would be difficult to control the suit's functions if at all. Your back houses the nuclear power unit that keeps your suit running so that needs the utmost of protection and as for your crotch..."

I blink at him a few times, not that he would notice it as he pauses for a moment, probably to add a little emphasis behind his words or something I guess.

"Well... you'll find out soon enough when you get around to reading the user manual,"

As the last of the restrictive plating comes off my body I feel a great degree of freedom and movement as the wires that had been plugged into my head earlier are removed.

"Well we'd best not waste your time here anymore. I'm sure you want out of here and the sooner we cover you in fur the quicker you get out,"

I'm soon lead through a series of connecting corridors that wind back and forth, probably just to make sure that I'm used to walking about in the suit. It does feel strange though now that I think about it. It's like my feet are covered in some sort of slippery substance but provided grip strangely enough.

"Please stand on the yellow square please," a technician orders as I'm lead into a room that looked similar to the one I was in earlier save for the presence of synthetic fur all around me.

"So how is this going to work exactly?" I asked as I stared right at a mechanical arm that seemed to probe me with its pincer.

"The machine will cover you in an appropriate fur coat. Rather straight forward process and all automated provided you hold still for the entire thing," the technician continued as she started typing on a panel behind him. Trying my best not to look at the variety of tools that were now whirring around me the sound of mechanical clanking made my neck prickle partly out of fear.

"Hrm... that's interesting... one moment please. Somebody forgot to recalibrate the machine to your new dimensions. Won't be a moment," the technician muttered before typing furiously into a keyboard. I could tell that it would be a little while before I could finally get reaccustomed to being out and about again. It felt strange but it almost seemed that my senses had been heightened all of a sudden to a degree which I had never felt before and I had no idea just whether or not that would be a good thing.

"Okay your suit should recognize the presence of synthetic fur when it's applied to your body. Shouldn't be much longer now,"

>>Synthetic Fur application detected

>>Integrating sensory mechanisms 0% completion

Tuning out the sound of machinery that's going around me I shut my eyes and try to focus on what is happening around me. I can definitely feel something being grafted onto my body yet I didn't dare look just in case the sight would make me pass out. It almost feels like I'm wearing an additional layer of clothing as one piece of fur is tacked on followed by another but even that sensation is slowly disappearing so that the fur feels like another part of my body

>> Integrating sensory mechanisms 30% completion

It would be another half an hour or so before I was finally covered from head to toe in my new fur which upon examination was nearly identical to what I had previously looked like prior to the accident. Just a few minor differences due to previous accidents in the past but at least it looked almost the same.

>>Integrating sensory mechanisms 100% completion

>>Full fur depth sensory mechanisms installed

"Okay sir looks like you're good to go. Head topside and Dr. Mickelson will give you your user manual,"

It certainly was weird to suddenly have fur all over again but as I ran a paw through the synthetic material I could feel every sensation of it through the fur and couldn't help but smirk at how well the suit had seemingly adapted to my body. But alas that is the marvels of technology I guess.

"Ah there you are. Well before you leave protocol requires me to give you this little piece of reading material to keep yourself up at optimum efficiency," Dr. Mickelson tells me as I manage to walk unaided back to my room where the last things were being prepared before my departure. I look at the cougar suspiciously then at the thick book he has in his paws. It resembled one of my old university textbooks in terms of thickness but happened to have "Advanced user manual: Cyber Initiative Protocol Male Edition" written on the cover.

"Now since you happen to be a smart individual I needn't give you the basic user's manual which was for most of the users. This edition will allow you to do a lot more customisation than the vast majority of the users on the Cyber Initiative," the cougar continued handing the thick book over to me.

"What's with the Male Edition thing? Why not integrate it all into one book?" I asked as I flicked through some of the contents.

"Well... you see the reason, or so I'm told, is that the extra pages would make the book too thick so they divided the two genders," the doctor continued before leaning in towards me, "between you and me though I reckon it's because the male suits have much less content compared to the female suits cause they don't have to take into account stuff like menstruation or stuff like that. Makes the male manual smaller... not to mention that the male suits get to do a lot more customisation,"

"Do I have to read the entire thing?" I asked, "Cause there is no damn way I am gonna get through this anytime soon,"

He shakes his head, "No, only the main chapters. The end of the book is a set of appendices which describe how the suit integrates into your body. It's totally optional and only for your own interest. If you don't have any further questions I'll see you to the door,"

I didn't have anything major to ask him and I was pretty sure that most of my questions would be answered in that thick book which I would no doubt be reading over the next few months even if I was going to read it full time. The fact that it was so thick was more than a little discouraging considering that I would also have to balance this along with my research of sorts. Though being out and about again is a good thing. As I was walked to the front door I was given one last reminder before I walked out with the book in one hand behind my mother.

"Make sure to come in once a month for a regular tune up and information upload. We need to make sure that the suit is working properly at regular intervals!"

I spent the rest of that day and most of the night flicking through the manual which I had been given. It all seemed like a conventional textbook to me with a few things taped on the end and in the beginning. Looking at the contents page I was greeted by a rather hefty list, making me groan slightly as I scanned over the page.

Brief Contents

Unit 1: Basic Input/Output

• The HUD (Heads-Up-Display)

• Basic input

• Automated systems

• Basic Customisation

• Basic Troubleshooting

• Basic Maintenance

• Cleaning Synthetic Fur

• Advanced Customisation

• Advanced Troubleshooting

• Advanced Maintenance

Unit 2: Covering, Support and Movement of the Body

• Integumentary System

• Bones and Skeletal Tissues

• Joints

• Muscles and Muscle Tissue

Unit 3: Regulation and Integration of the Body

• Central Nervous System

• Peripheral Nervous System and Reflex Activity

• Autonomic Nervous System

• Sensory Mechanism

• Endocrine System

Unit 4: Maintenance of the Body

• The Blood

• Cardiovascular System

• Lymphatic System

• Immune System

• Respiratory System

• Digestive System

• Nutrition, Metabolism and Body Temperature Regulation

• Urinary System

• Fluid, Electrolyte and Acid-Base Balance

Unit 5: Continuity

• Reproductive System

Appendices

Index

"Sonuvabitch," I muttered to myself as I looked at the very back of the book to find a very hefty 1698 in the bottom right corner of the page, "This is gonna take me a while,"

Knowing that it would be a while before I would be able to get back in the lab though I knew that there would be nothing else to do but start reading.

Unit 1, Chapter 2: Basic Input/Output

Producing a simple Input/Output system which can be not only be able to be mass produced but also robust enough without making it too bulky has always been a major challenge as ease of use and robust nature usually required the use of large and unwieldy wrist mounted computer systems. A compromise had to be made and was integrated into the MMA-6500 Series. Upon the lower left arm is a small hatch that is barely noticeable on first glance (this hatch is usually hidden by a small spot if synthetic fur has been used) that provides the user some degree of manual control over the functionality of the suit.

Looking up from the book I looked over at the grey fur that covered my left arm and noticed a small black spot which I don't ever remember having. Reaching over I found a small hatch which popped open with a little difficulty. As I stared at the compartment that had now opened up, it flickered into life with an eerie greenish glow.

>>Welcome to the Cyber Initiative

>>Please enter your first name followed by your surname

>> |

A little confused I look back at the manual for a moment

Upon opening the hatch a welcome screen will appear on the underside of the hatch. This display will be the main interface where you as the user will input commands. A list of programs which can be run manually are located in the appendix otherwise they will be scattered through this manual depending on what system is involved.

A holographic keyboard is provided to allow input of commands but for those who have difficulty using the keyboard an obligatory plastic "wand" is also included to allow use. Use of this keyboard is very similar to that of a mobile phone so should provide minimal problems for many people.

The basic input formula is C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/ followed by either Primary_Functions or Secondary Functions followed by a slash and the appropriate program name. For example:

C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Primary_Functions/Cardiovascular_System/Rate_Regulation/Maintenance.exe

C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Secondary_Functions/Reproductive_System/Setup.exe

Looking back at the hatch I eventually noticed the keypad which sat below the holographic display and typed in the details that the program it asked for.

>>Welcome Thomas Alston to the Cyber Initiative

>>Please refer to the user manual for instructions on basic operating procedure

>> |

"This is gonna take a while," I muttered as I closed the hatch and turned back to the manual looking for some basic instructions as to how to use the new functions. The first thing I definitely knew I wanted to do was to stop every single message being displayed in the corner of my visor. Flicking through one page after another I found what I was looking for in the "Basic Customisation" chapter of the book.

For many people the constant stream of information being displayed in the bottom left of the HUD gets annoying after a while and field testing has proven that most of the information is unnecessary. In fact it does pose a potential danger particularly if the user is easily distracted.

In the end most of the chapters contained a lot of ancillary information which I ended up glossing over. If anything it reminded me of my physiology textbooks from my first year of university. The one main thing which I was thankful for was managing to turn off all of the notifications which kept cropping up save for a few important ones. I ended up keeping mostly vital statistic information and identification messages. It was hard to imagine how anyone could deal with all of them. One thing which had puzzled me was how the helmet was designed in such a way so that not only could I actually open my mouth but the fact that I could actually eat and drink properly as well. Well that and how excretion works but that was something I probably didn't want to think too much about. I was just going to put it down to just being a marvel of engineering.

Unfortunately though despite being able to open my mouth again my voice box had been destroyed during the operation meaning that I was effectively now speaking through a voice synthesizer. The slightly metallic sounding voice was grating to hear and I didn't like it one bit. Not that I would be able to change it even if I wanted to. If anything it would be my voice and the deep red reflective coating that would represent my eyes that would cue anyone into the fact that I was no longer purely organic. I did wonder how this would make the lab assistants and my supervisor think of me though. I know that a few of them have displayed hostility to those with cybernetics in the past but perhaps they would lighten up a little up a little after having been forced to work with me. I knew that my flatmate wouldn't be back for a couple more hours and she was one of the first to be informed of the accident which put me into hospital in the first place. I just wonder what she would think of what had happened to me.

"Thomas? You in? Work finished early today so I brought you something," a voice called out.

_"How the hell did she know I was coming back home today?"_I wondered as I poked my head out of my room. Monica was a perky panda who was working mostly to help pay off her university fees. If there is one thing which I will say about living with another female it's that the place is certainly a lot tidier than it normally would be. The sound of a loud 'Eeeee' soon caught my attention as I was quickly bowled over onto the ground and smothered with hugs.

"It's good to have you back. Do you have any idea how long you were out?" she asked, her muzzle just centimetres away from mine.

"No... why don't you tell me?" I responded, gently pushing her aside as I sat up properly. Monica tilted her head at me, seemingly confused at the fact that I didn't know this.

"You've been out for at least half a year. Everyone was thinking that you wouldn't make it out alive,"

The sound of being out 6 months didn't please me much. The thought of so much lost productivity was what really disappointed me.

"Wait... your eyes... you're one of them aren't you?"

My heart fell to hear this. I had hoped that she would be understanding enough to not judge me on my transformation but I guess that was not meant to be.

"A cyborg... yes. If you want to move out then I understand,"

"What? Oh no! No! No! I didn't mean it like that! It will take a little getting used to but I mean it's not like you're any different right? It's just that your eyes are so different now. It'll take a lot of getting used to," she quickly responded before resting a paw on my chest, "you just remind me of a rogue robot with those eyes,"

I wasn't quite sure just what to make of that but I guess it was a start.

"I can't do anything about the eyes... if anything I'm guessing the red tint is to protect them from something," I responded as I got up before glancing at the book again, "I have a lot of reading to do in order to prevent myself from 'breaking down' per se. I do not envy looking through it in its entirety,"

"Well just as long as you're keeping yourself safe... that's all that matters, you know how much your mum worries about you,"

Monica knew how much mum meant to me and I always seemed to flinch slightly whenever she mentioned it. I don't know why but there must have been a reason behind it.

"Hey don't worry about it. I'm cool with you being different. Perhaps you can help with some of the chores around the place now!" she giggled, running a paw through my hair, "I brought back dinner so we can have that later. I'll leave you to your reading I guess,"

Chuckling slightly I let her get back to whatever she was doing and headed back to my room as well. She's a nice girl but not somebody I could see myself being in a long term relationship with.

"Oh yeah, Tim said that he would be working late tonight and he'd probably be crashing at a friend's place so you won't see him until tomorrow at the earliest," Monica called out. If there was one saving grace about today was the fact that Tim wasn't going to be here today. Being the third tenant in the residence the bull was somebody who I absolutely despised from the bottom of my heart. If it wasn't for the fact that I was desperate to get another person to split the rent with I would have said no without any hesitation. He's quite conservative in his mindset to an almost worrying degree. I know for a fact that he is deeply against cybernetic use even in medical situations so there would be no doubt that he would raise a massive fuss about my new body. Though if it meant that I could get him out of the house it might be worth considering.

"Alight I'll bear that in mind. Wonder just what he'll think tomorrow,"

I was pleasantly surprised by his reaction to be honest the next morning. While I expected him to go off on me about my new body, despite the fact that I would have been a vegetable otherwise, he did little more than just look at me before giving an incomprehensible grunt and stalking off. While slightly relieved that he didn't go off at me just yet I can't help but wonder what he had in mind. If I was hoping that he would have let me off without a hitch then I was hoping for too much. I did find a long winded note on my door later which I mostly skim read before tossing aside. I had no time for diatribes about technology that without a doubt saved my life. Despite being recommended not to head back to work so soon after being released but I just had to know how things were going down in the lab. With some luck there would be some continued development. I wasn't going expecting it though; some of the lab staff can be rather lazy at times without someone to prod them along.

I wasn't sure of just how everyone down would respond to my change considering that I haven't asked about it in the past. I assumed that it wouldn't be too much of a problem though; I'm more than certain that the dragoness among us has ocular implants and nobody seems to care all too much.

"Welcome back Thomas. It's good to see you again. How's the new body working out for you? I thought you weren't going to be back for a lot longer,"

>>WARNING: Heart Rate increasing

The soothing voice of Samantha was indeed a wonderful thing to hear. As much as I hate to admit it, the feisty tigress was somebody that I liked being around, a very competent worker and not too bad looking either. I think it's the glasses that really round it all out though, such cute eyes with those things on.

"It's good to be back. I just needed to see how things were going in the lab is all. It's good to see you and the others again, have we made much development?" I asked. Shaking her head ruefully, she handed me a clipboard with what I presumed was a series of data points.

"We've made some progress but whether or not it would be of any use to you is another thing,"

Looking at the figure I can already see that the lost time hasn't been kind to development.

"Try and get the transdermal patch working. I don't want to resort to oral administration just yet,"

"Of course sir,"

Without another word, I smiled to myself as I watched her walk back into the lab, swaying her perky ass in the process. I swear that she does it on purpose just to rile me up. Whether or not she knows I'm interested in her is yet to be seen but I'm working under the assumption that she isn't.

Knowing all too well that I would have to get about to doing my own share around the lab again I resign myself to overseeing page after page of results which I had missed while in my absence. Not that I was expecting to see anything interesting of course, we had been effectively bashing our heads against a wall in an attempt to get the damn thing working but everything we have tried thus far has failed. I just don't understand it.

"Sir if I may ask you a question?"

Turning away from the papers I carefully look up at John. The squirrel was the most recent addition to the team and it was always nice to have the additional help to analyse the data even if he was a little slow in doing so.

"What is it? I know that we haven't been keeping up to schedule so we need to work hard to get back to where we should be," I grumbled, turning around to look at him. I can tell that he's staring at my eyes at the moment; the red lenses must really be intimidating to him. Being able to see where someone's eyes are looking is very useful.

"You can stop staring at my eyes any moment now. I know it looks weird that I no longer blink... it seems to really scare some people," I tell him, seeing him flush slightly before clearing his throat.

"I'm sorry sir; I just haven't seen anyone with a full body replacement before. I thought they were just a myth orchestrated by the medical authorities," he responds, clinging onto a clipboard, "And I just cannot get over those... eyes of yours,"

He's still staring at me directly despite me telling him not to. While it isn't overly annoying, it is a little unnerving to have somebody stare at you like that all the time.

"So... what was it that you wanted?"

"Um... I don't know about some of the others but I um, well it's good to have you back sir. Let's just hope that nothing happens like what happened to Veronica,"

He's referring to one of the last lab assistants I've had to unfortunately get rid of. Supposedly one of the other lab staff was giving her a hard time over some implant she had and she couldn't take it for much longer, resigning from the post a lot earlier than I had expected. I never did find out who was the cause of all the trouble.

"Don't worry about me. I'll whip anyone who has a problem into line just you wait. I am not taking crap from anybody,"

The rest of the day was uneventful and it wouldn't be until I was back at home that evening. Being cornered by Tim while in the kitchen, he shoved me back against the fridge roughly before going through what I believed to be a rehearsed rant of some sort.

"What the hell is wrong with you? Don't you see what these 'men of medicine' have done to you? They can control you now! You're nothing more than a robot to them... to test... to control when they want to. You are no longer sentient!" he cried

"Will you just shut the fuck up already?" I growl, "If it wasn't for this fucking suit I would still be in a coma right about now! The fact that I am alive right about now is more than enough of a reason to use the thing. Whether you like it or not I like being conscious. If that bugs you so much then get the fuck out of here!"

That seems to be enough to shut him up at least for now. As he's about to leave the room, he gives me one of the dirtiest looks I've ever seen before saying.

"Mark my fucking words you overgrown dog, they will control you some day," he spits before stalking off and the sound of a door slamming greets my ears. I honestly don't know what I was going to do with him. As much as I want to chuck him out the strain on the rent and such wouldn't be easy either.

"What are you going to do with him?" Monica asked, seemingly appearing out of nowhere.

"I don't know... I really don't know. I have to do something though, I don't think I can put up with his Luddite mentality," I mutter as I slowly slump to the floor.

"Don't think too much about it. It'll work out,"

It would be a week or so before I had some more time to thoroughly look through the manual again. I had finally sorted some stuff out in the lab and Tim has been keeping to himself most of the time leaving me to do whatever I needed to. Settling down at my desk in the evening I started flicking through the chapters until something catches my eye that certainly explained Dr. Mickelson's reaction when he mentioned the plating covering my crotch.

Unit 5, Chapter 29: Reproductive System

Unfortunately one of the biggest issues with the MMA/MMF series is the required loss of certain appendages like the tail and certain sexual characteristics. This causes undue stress particularly for males and for those with prehensile tails. For successful integration, particularly in this generation of cybernetic bodies, the tail and penis are frequently removed as it is particularly difficult to produce cybernetic bodies that take into account the varying size of penises and tails between species."

"Well if that isn't the understatement of the month I don't know what it," I mutter to myself as I shift into a more comfortable position on my bed.

As a consequence it has been necessary to be able to produce a prosthetic penis in order to ensure satisfaction and continuation of the sex life of male individuals. For additional information on how this prosthesis integrates into the suit and central nervous system please refer to Appendix XXIX.

In order to use the prosthesis please follow the following directions:

• In your wrist control panel please enter the following

• >>C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Secondary_Functions/Reproductive_System/Setup.exe

• This will bring up a dialogue box prompting whether or not you have read the relevant section in the user manual

• Select the appropriate response and it will then prompt you to enter a length when you have an erection (i.e. how big you are when you are 'horny')

• Field testing of this model of suit estimate that the most effective length to be between 9 and 17cm. Anything longer or shorter than this may affect the efficiency and effectiveness of the prosthesis and is not recommended

• Addendum from the writer: I have not personally come across anybody who would voluntarily use the smaller length but I have come across many who would use longer. Effectively if you choose a longer one then it may affect blood flow to other parts of your body making you feel dizzy as a response. We haven't had anybody test out shorter but in all honesty who would?

• Note: This does not take into account relative circumference and this is pre-set to an average amount but can be changed if desired (See Appendix XXIX for more information)

• It will take between 2-4 hours while the suit modifies itself to integrate with the body appropriately (e.g. sensory, circulation etc.) but it is recommended that no major activity be done during this time

• After this period of time has elapsed please run the following in the wrist control panel:

• >>C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Secondary_Functions/Reproductive_System/Calibration.exe

• This will simulate a state of arousal and will only need to be done once but can be repeated at any point in time if a loss in sensitivity occurs

• If an error occurs and the system fails to initiate please contact a medical technician for assistance. You will be asked to select a desired sensitivity setting which you should modify to your liking with the scroll interface in your wrist panel

• Bring yourself to climax (i.e. make yourself 'cum') and the system will then roughly gauge your tolerance to orgasm based upon pressure applied, relative arousal level and time taken.

• The system will then automatically turn itself off and be prepared for future stimulation

• Addendum from the writer: Oh and in case any of you were thinking of using this to force yourself into being horny at whatever time you want, don't do it. Not only can you cause yourself harm you may damage the system in such a way so that you can't get it up ever again. Only run the calibration program for calibration purposes. I've already heard stories of guys losing their ability to get it up from abusing the program.

Flicking open the control panel on my left arm I follow the instructions without another thought, tapping in 15cm when the question about length appears. After I hit the confirm button however, a searing pain washed over my body before focusing on my crotch. Letting out a strangled choke of pain, I immediately curled up with my paws holding onto my crotch, hoping that the burning sensation would subside sometime soon.

The pain didn't end until a good hour later and I was relieved when it finally tapered down and disappeared. As my breathing slowed back to its normal levels, I slowly uncurled myself and wiped the sweat from my brow. I had no idea just what sensory mechanism they had installed down there but it sure was a sensitive one I'll give it that. I'm guessing they wanted to replicate everything up to and including what it would feel like to getting kicked in the balls, something which might have been a little unnecessary in my opinion. Flicking open the panel on my arm once more, I watched as a progress bar and estimated time until completion lit up the display. A little irritated that it would be about another two and a half hours left until the process was complete, I set my alarm for three hours ahead, meaning that it would wake me by about 10pm. I didn't have much work to do for the research anyhow so I could spare the one night to have a little fun with myself. Stripping off what I was wearing at the time, I laid back on my bed with the hope that no more blasts of pain would wake me from my nap.

When I did wake up later that night it was surprising to find the house entirely dark. Normally my housemates would still be up on their computer or watching TV so I was more than a little excited at the prospect that I wouldn't be interrupted for once. It can be hard to have a good wank when you have other people interrupting your every ten minutes. Locking my door I got myself comfortable on my bed before flicking open the control panel and running the calibration program. A surge of aphrodisiacs soon reached my head and made me drunk with arousal as I watched my new cock harden in front of my eyes.

"Heh that's fucking awesome" I chuckled to myself as I reached down with a paw to touch the now hard shaft that graced by crotch. It certainly looked and felt realistic enough, the pink flesh pulsing in front of me.

>> Please choose your sensitivity

Glancing back over at the console on my wrist I start to play with the sensor bar a little, giving myself a few strokes with each of the different sensitivity ratings. Surprising as it was, the suit's default setting was actually a lot less sensitive than what I had expected. Perhaps it was the fact that I didn't use my cock too much outside of masturbation that necessitated the need to set the sensitivity up relatively high

>> Bring yourself to orgasm, the system will automatically calculate your resistance to orgasm depending on pressure applied and the time needed to reach orgasm

>> The use of additional lubrication will be factored in if it is used and is recommended

I hadn't actually considered the use of lube despite the fact that I did have some lying around in a drawer somewhere. If anything it would be an actual reason to dig it out again for once. Forcing myself out of bed I closed the console on my wrist before rummaging around in the various drawers around me. Pulling the half used bottle out of a bottom drawer, I start to spread the slick and slightly viscous fluid over my shaft.

>>Lubricant detected... factoring into calculations

Gently spreading the lube all over my shaft, I let out a soft grunt as I ran my paw up and down along my cock. I had nearly forgotten just what that felt like anymore. As I laid back, idly stroking myself, I started to think back to one of my fantasies that I had come up with after having worked with Samantha for about a month or so. I always liked to imagine that having such a perky ass came with an associated high sex drive that needed regular quenching with a good hard fuck. In my fantasies she would just tease me to the point of ecstasy before backing off then as after she made me drunk with desire she would plunge me deep inside of her, letting me bottom out into her tight cunt. Giving a quiet moan I squeezed my faux shaft as I pumped my hips into my paw, every sensation feeling almost foreign as my slick cock slid in between my fingers. Taking a brief moment to increase the sensitivity I let out a loud groan as I started to paw at an ever increasing rate, imagining myself pumping myself into Samantha's tight cunt while she moaned my name loudly, begging for me to cum inside of her

>>WARNING: Ejaculation imminent

Not noticing the message in the corner of my vision I let out the longest, loudest moan I ever remembered as I bucked my hips reflexively. Some cum shot out of the end of my cock and landed on my chest, matting the fur slightly as my vision wavered slightly. As the last spurts of cum oozed out of my cock onto my paw I groggily looked back over at the console on my wrist, wondering if I needed to do anything else.

As successful as we have become in being able to replicate the male sexual cycle and ejaculatory reflex the "semen" is actual devoid of any spermatozoa rendering the user effectively sterile. The synthesis of testosterone and other hormones normally produced by the testicles has been integrated directly into the suit's homeostasis protocols and the scrotum is purely for aesthetic purposes.

>> Calibration complete

>>It is recommended to run calibration a few more times in future in order to get an accurate average for your orgasm resistance

Given that I hadn't gotten off in such a long time had meant that I was basking in the after effects of my orgasm for a lot longer than I had expected, my mind awash in a daze as that all so familiar feeling slowly trickled back into my mind. Whether or not it was simply because of the amount of time since I had last had a good paw or if there was some additional chemical release that was done by the suit I didn't care but it was something that I knew that I was going to be doing again in future. Attempting to stand up properly however was not something that I could do straight away as my legs buckled underneath me sending me crashing to the floor. While I hoped that this was merely just a side effect of the fact that I hadn't pawed for what would be at least a good six months and not anything else, there always was the chance that there was an actual glitch in the system. Taking the time to steady myself, I stumbled into the bathroom to clean up the mess I'd made on myself before carefully making my way back to my room. I didn't know how much moaning I'd done while I was enjoying myself but considering everyone's door was closed I imagined it was a lot.

It would be about a month or so before I had to check back in with Dr. Mickelson, mostly for a system tune up and such. Or rather that's what I'm told anyway. Heading back down into the dank laboratory below the hospital I'm made to wait for the cougar to make his appearance. I don't know just what exactly is going to happen as I wasn't exactly told just what would be involved but with some luck it wouldn't be something painful.

"I'm sorry for having to make you wait like this Thomas, took a lot longer to get the paperwork done than was expected. How are you doing anyhow?" he asks as he directs me to stand on a yellow square.

"Okay I guess. What am I here for exactly? Just maintenance right?" I respond, grunting slightly as I feel the sensation of several wires and plugs being inserted into the back of my head.

"Something like that yes... we need to ensure that everything is working and to replace some of the fuel cells if they have already been depleted. I'd hate to think about what would happen if the containment chamber was breached. A nuclear explosion would not be a nice thing to have happen on your back,"

I'm not quite sure just what to make of that statement but I felt that it wasn't something I was meant to think too much about.

"Okay this shouldn't hurt all too much Thomas but if it feels like it's gonna kill you then give us a scream or something yeah? I don't want to fry your spinal cord and brain like the last girl who came through here,"

"Wait... what?" I start to say before the sensation of an electric current coursed through my head. Letting out a scream of pain, I could feel my limbs twitching as the unrelenting barrage of pain courses through my body.

>>Vital statistics upload complete

>>Secondary functions upload complete

"Come on man we're only half way through! Just a bit longer and we can unplug you from this thing!"

I have no idea just how much time had passed while I was hooked in but the pain wasn't going to relent anytime soon and neither had my screams. Ever had that sensation where your head has been put on a block and somebody is attempting to split it open with a sledgehammer? That's what it certainly felt like and that wasn't mentioning the fact that the sensation was spreading down my spine and into all four of my limbs as well.

>>Memory banks upload complete

>>System settings upload complete

>>Deleting temporary files

>>Thank you for uploading your data to the Cyber Initiative Project and have a nice day!

As the sensation of pain finally stopped, I immediately slumped to the ground, too weak to move.

>>WARNING: Consciousness at 50%

"I need some help in here now! I am not losing another one!" a voice called out as I swam in and out of a stupor. I'm vaguely aware of being unhooked from something and being carried out to a bed but apart from that I wasn't aware of my surroundings whatsoever.

When I finally came to a little later, I found myself back in another hospital bed, the absolute last thing that I wanted.

"Oh thank goodness you're alright. For a moment there I thought I had killed you,"

Looking over to my side I saw Dr. Mickelson writing a couple of things down on a clipboard. His almost nonchalant approach annoyed me a little as I sat up in bed and rubbed my temples.

"You almost bloody well did... what happened?" I grumbled as I shook my head a few times before getting to my feet.

"You... had a reaction to the uploading process. The exact same thing happened with one of the other suit users recently," he responds as I smooth down some fur, "We hooked you up to the hospital database so we could study the suit's interaction with your body. We were thinking that if we used a higher power connection we could get you out sooner. Works for some but for others like you the energy surges through your body and almost fries your brain and spinal cord. Luckily the transfer completed before it could do any major damage. We'll be using the low power connection from now on. The transfer will take a lot longer but at least it won't harm you too much,"

While not entirely surprised by this I'm a little frustrated at his lack of control over the situation. At the very least they should have consulted me about the damn thing first.

"Oh yeah I was wondering when you would take your dick out for a test run. You waited a lot longer than most of the other male users," he continues as he walks me to the door, seemingly satisfied that I wasn't going to have an accident just yet. I'm a little concerned now about how easily he found this out but I didn't give it too much more thought as I made my excuses and made my way back home.

I was more than a little shaken up by the uploading experience that afternoon and I sure as hell wasn't feeling all too well by the time I made it back home. While I'm more than certain that this was merely just a side effect of the uploading process, the sensation of wanting to vomit without a moment's notice wasn't an appealing one.

"Hey there, back already from your appointment?" Monica asked, offering herself to lean on upon seeing my somewhat unsteady gait.

"Just dandy," I moan as I slump on the sofa, "I haven't felt so odd in a long time,"

"Well if there's anything you need just say the word,"

>>WARNING: GI anomaly detected. Oesophageal sphincter control weakening. Emesis imminent

Sensing the warning of saliva flooding my mouth, I immediately make a mad dash for the toilet, making it barely in time before my lunch makes up a new re-appearance for the day.

"Hey Thomas you alright in there?" Monica asks, knocking gently on the door as I take several deep breaths in between my retching.

"I'll be okay... just get me some water," I call out before another heaving sensation makes me bend over the toilet bowl in pain once more. Slumping back against the wall, I let out a pained groan as I attempted to catch my breath.

"Well, well... do you believe me now that they are controlling you now? You wouldn't be sick if you didn't become the freak you are now,"

There was no need to guess who that was.

"Shut the fuck up Tim... not now..." I growled as I finally felt my stomach settling a little, "It's just a reaction to their uploading process,"

"Uploading? More like they uploaded a virus into you... you're gonna die man," he continues in an almost gloating tone. Was he enjoying watching me suffer like this?

"Piss the fuck off. I don't need to deal with your bullshit! Get the fuck outta here," I bellow. It's more than enough to make him walk off but I'm more than certain that he's laughing to himself as he walks off. His nonsense is going to be the death of me.

>>System error detected

>> Repairing error... error resolved

>>Data collection in progress

>>Write data to file?

"Wait? System error?" I mutter to myself as I open up the hatch on my wrist to type in 'yes'. Surely they wouldn't let out such a buggy system into circulation... would they?

"Thomas? Are you okay?"

For once Monica's presence was more than just a little bit comforting as she handed me a glass of water. I had to ponder just what the bug was. Surely it must have just been a once off.

"I'm fine. Was just a system bug apparently. I'll be okay by tomorrow morning," I respond as I carefully make my way back to my room for some rest.

I never really understood just what had happened that day and I failed to remember when I went in for my second monthly maintenance. I didn't suffer from it when they used the lower power upload the second time so I didn't think too much about it at the time. What I had been thinking a lot about was the research project. I can definitely see why there was so little development in my absence and it was mostly boiling down to the fact that the drug was not being very cooperative with the transdermal mode of dosing. I wasn't one to give up easily but the fact that it didn't have a very good oral bioavailability and its instability wasn't exactly helping my case either.

"What are you doing here Thomas? I thought you went home for the night,"

The sound of Samantha's voice surprised me a little. I hadn't known that she was working late as well and her presence was more than welcome.

"Yeah well I just had to find out where we're going wrong. I honestly have no idea whatsoever and it's really bugging me. What are you doing back here? I thought I dismissed everyone a few hours ago," I responded. I was actually curious as to why she had stayed behind. I don't expect any of the lab staff to stay behind, mostly for safety and liability reasons but also because I don't want to overwork them. I seemingly push them a little too hard at times and they typically aren't as productive if they're overly stressed.

"Yeah well I know how much you've had to go through in the past few months so... I thought I could pitch in a few extra hours... that and Lachlan left... long distance relationships do not work out too well,"

I'm totally unsure of what to say given how I personally have never actually been in a relationship per se. Sure I got laid like every other horny teenager but an actual relationship was not something I had experienced.

"So I worked here in the lab. Didn't have much else to do with my time to be honest... and it gets pretty lonely in here at times," she continued, her loud footsteps echoing in the empty building. Turning around in my chair I'm about to ask what she's rambling on about but the sight which greets me pretty much answers my question.

"I haven't gotten any for such a long time and I'm tired of waiting," she growled as she started to unbutton her top. Straddling my lap without hesitation I can't help but notice my cock hardening in my trousers, my helmet showing a variety of different displays which I had enabled.

"Um may... maybe we should keep this professional," I babbled, "I am your boss after all,"

"And I know that your boss is lying to you about your funding... now lose the pants," she ordered, pressing her face up against mine. I swear I had never seen her act so aggressively before.

>>WARNING: Threat Level increasing

"Ye... yes ma'am," I whimper as I undo the zip on my trousers and slowly pull them down, revealing the now obvious bulge in my briefs.

"Now there's something I haven't seen in a while. You know for something that's prosthetic it looks pretty real," she smirked, reaching in with a paw to grab my shaft, giving it a few gentle strokes in the process. Letting out a soft gasp I glanced up at the display in my visor taking note of the new reading which I have effectively dubbed a "pleasure meter" of sorts.

"Ah fuck..." I mutter, squirming slightly as she managed to coax some pre out of the tip of my shaft.

"Jeez man... have you never been with a girl before? Get your paws busy already!"

Feeling my face flush slightly at needing to be prompted like this, I reached out and started to undo the buttons of the tigress' top, smiling slightly when her small but perky mounds swung free of the restraining material. After fumbling a little with her bra I immediately took one of them into my mouth, flicking against the nipple with my tongue while I took careful note of the variety of dials that were starting to go haywire in my visor. Encouraged by Samantha's lustful moan I swapped over to give the other side some attention while giving her a little bit more room to work with.

"Oh wow that feels so real," she murmured as she started to rub my engorged shaft up against her slit. The sensation of moisture coating the tip of my cock made it throb with desire. Watching the different sensors in my visor start to increase one after another a sudden wave of warmth and tightness bathed over my crotch, drawing a long gasp as the tigress slowly slid down the length of my shaft. The slickness of her pussy made me wonder what she was doing before she confronted me but my thought was cut short as she started to ride my shaft, slowly at first but picking up speed as she grew more confident in knowing how to work my cock. I pulled her close in a tight embrace as I started to thrust back against her.. I don't recall the last time this ever felt so good.

"Hey let's change position. The chair's kinda uncomfortable," I breathed before Samantha climbed off my throbbing cock, slick with her fluids.

Bending herself over the table, I approached from behind her and rubbed the head of my cock against her slit before pushing inside of her, drawing out a loud gasp.

"Oh... fuck ... me..." she moaned as I held onto her hips and pushed in as deep as I could. Rubbing my thumb over her clit, she moaned loudly as she pushed back against my groin, her cunt tightening as a little as I pumped myself in an even rhythm. I did have a few little tricks I found out when I was reading the manual but I wasn't sure just how effective it was. Pushing myself in deeply and drawing a gasp out of Samantha I leaned in close and carefully fondled her nipples as I started to initiate a command using my eyes.

"If you thought that's good. You're gonna love this," I whisper as I savoured the sensation of her squeezing my shaft as it pulsed gently inside her, a little pre leaking out of the tip. Flicking my eyes back and forth I activated a hidden function of the suit which I had found recently but never had a real chance to test.

>>Loading C://Cyber_Initiative/Body_Functions/Secondary_Functions/Reproductive_System/Vibrator.exe

I felt Samantha gasp loudly as she clenched reflexively, gripping my shaft tightly as it started to vibrate inside of her.

"Oh... my... god..." she moaned as I started to pull out before pushing back in again. I could feel her start to tremble as she leaned back against me, pushing me in as deep as I could go. Knowing that she wouldn't last long with this sort of treatment I reached down to stroke a finger along her clit as I pounded my cock into her. Despite the vibrating nature of my cock I don't derive any pleasure from the vibrations themselves and was more for the pleasure of the other person. I grinned as I heard Samantha let out a long lustful gasp before squeaking loudly as she came around me. Her pussy convulsed around my hard throbbing cock , squeezing and massaging it before I pushed myself inside of her one last time. Letting out a guttural groan I came hard, my hot seed painting her insides before oozing out a little to run down the inside of her thigh. Collapsing on top of her, I held her close as I panted heavily.

"That was good... I needed that so bad," Samantha murmured as I slowly pulled out of her and slumped back in my chair.

"It's best we not do this too often yeah?" I murmured as I tucked myself away and offered up some tissues. Samantha giggled slightly as she cleaned herself up a little.

"Well... I make no promises. Don't work too hard cyberboy," she giggled before taking her leave.

As much as I would have loved to be able to further things with Samantha, the lack of any progress was really making my supervisor really antsy. Despite pleading for more time and funds the fact that I couldn't get more than a measly 2 months extra had me extremely frustrated. Mostly at myself for getting into that accident in the first place (which I still have no memory of), my staff for not getting enough things done in time and the university for not giving me more time. My bad mood ended up lasting for a lot longer than I would have liked and it started to spill into my personal life as well. What wasn't helping was Tim being a pain and not shutting up about some conspiracy theory based around the robotic suit. As tempting as it was to throw him out I had no time to deal with it in between my maintenance sessions and the research.

A much more pressing issue however was the random malfunctions that I was starting to experience with the suit. They ranged widely from the same vomiting that I experienced after my first maintenance to having my entire visor suddenly black out without reason leaving me effectively blind for at least a day. As much as I hated to admit it I was starting to believe the absolute nonsense that Tim was coming up with in that I was actually given a faulty suit to begin with only that I hadn't been seeing any of the effects until recently. It was all starting to make sense now actually and it infuriated me that I was having such major problems with it.

"Where the fuck have you been? You should have been in here 2 hours ago! I'm a busy man you know!"

There was no doubting the fact that Dr. Mickelson was more than a little bit peeved that I had sauntered in late for my monthly maintenance session. I felt that it was more than a little bit useless considering I've been in this damn thing for the good part of a year now and the problems have been getting worse and worse. No amount of maintenance seems to be solving each problem which kept cropping up.

"And I'm a busy person as well," I huffed, "I needed to be in the lab a little bit longer in order to record the findings that my damn incompetent lab staff can't do themselves,"

The university had deemed that I was not making any real progress and so shut down my research and shuttled me off to something else. While not as interesting as my previous one at least it put food on the table and paid all of the bills. Standing on the same square where I had stood the very first time I had ever come down here in the hospital basement, I was starting to fume slightly inside as the series of wires which I had become all too familiar with were hooked up to my helmet once more.

"And why the hell haven't you fixed me up properly huh? Every single fucking time I come in here I have a new problem the next bloody day!" I grumbled. Dr. Mickelson had a determined look of concentration on his face as he tapped furiously onto a keyboard in front of me, not bothering to respond to my question instantly.

>>Vital statistics upload complete

>>Secondary functions upload complete

>>Memory banks upload complete

>>System settings upload complete

>>Thank you for uploading your data to the Cyber Initiative Project and have a nice day!

As the upload finally finished and the wires in the back of my head were unplugged I looked curiously at the other lab technicians who quickly vacated the room, leaving only me and the cougar standing in front of me in the room. Dr. Mickelson was still furiously typing away at his keyboard and I wanted to know just what he was up to.

"Need I remind you that the Cyber Initiative is still in its infancy stages and that you are one of the most successful users in its system. We need to do these regular uploading checks to ensure that nothing major goes wrong and that if there are any system anomalies we iron them out as soon as possible," he mutters as he continues typing without stopping, "Which means that if you don't come in we cannot ensure that nothing bad will happen to you"

I don't buy his argument at any rate as I'm more than certain that by now they should have a proper working model instead of the shitty prototype that they've stuck me in.

"Cut the crap and just come out and say it! I know that you've got a working suit only that you don't want to give it up until you get rid of all these shitty models first," I growl, "You don't need me here! You're just collecting data so that you can use it against me if something goes awry,"

He remains silent for a moment and I smirk to myself that I finally had uncovered his plans in a way... or so I thought anyhow.

"I had always hoped that we would never have had to resort to this but I've had to do this to another young upstart like you already," he mutters as his typing increased furiously.

>>WARNING: Manual Override engaged, voluntary body control is disabled until further notice

A trill of panic ran down my spine as I stared at the text in the corner of my visor.

"Ma...manual override?!?" my mind screamed. I attempt to yell out my protestations but no sound comes out of my mouth, in fact I can't move any part of my damn body whatsoever! I glare at him furiously as he approaches me with a cheeky smile on his muzzle. I wouldn't have liked anything more than to have been able to swing at him at that present moment.

>>WARNING: Executing C://Cyber_Initiative/Emergency_Use_Only/Submission/SAS915.exe

I panicked even more as I saw this appear in my visor. I had snooped around in the system folders some time earlier but I never saw this folder before... I had no idea how they had hidden it from plain sight.

"You see we had anticipated that people like you would stop wanting to turn up to these maintenance sessions after a while so we needed a way to make sure that you would come in lest you face the consequences. Every supervisor has a manual override key so that once you did come in we could show you the error of your ways," he mutters as he carefully moved my arms around in front of me with little to no effort, "as you can see I've disabled all of your voluntary motor function, the only thing that you can move now is your eyes and if you ever thought that you would forget this incident after it's over, don't think it will ever happen. As we speak this event is being written into your memory banks and will never be erased under any circumstances so I highly suggest that you try and enjoy it as much as possible," I stared daggers at the cougar in front of me as he picked me up almost effortlessly and dumped me unceremoniously onto a table nearby.

"One thing that you must also be aware of is the fact that while I have manual control of you I can control your every movement except your eyes. Allow me to demonstrate," he smirks as he steps back for a moment, "Sit up straight if you will,"

My mind panics as it feels like my body is being controlled by an unseen puppet master as I somehow manage to sit up properly without any form of voluntary control whatsoever.

"Good... now stand up and jump on the spot if you will,"

Again without my control my body gets off the table and jumps up and down continuously on the spot. I'm more than a little scared at this point in time. What does he intend on doing to me? I didn't want to think of what he had in mind.

"Stop and strip your clothes off... if you will,"

"Oh no... this can't be good," I thought as I tried to fight my body from acting on its own. Not that it actually did anything as my arms and my legs refused to respond to my commands and quickly stripped off what I happened to be wearing at the time before dropping them into a pile beside me.

"Good, good," he smirked before lowering the zip on the front of his trousers and freeing his large, throbbing member, "now get on your knees and suck my cock... if you will,"

"What? No! I'm straight damnit! No! No! No! No! No!" my mind screamed but it was all useless and my body lurched forward to kneel in front of him. The cougar's shaft pulsed in front of me as I stared at it with a look of contempt. There was no way I was going to be putting that in my mouth! Not in a million years! The fact that my body was betraying me was not helping as I watched myself reach out with a paw was not helping one bit. I tried my best to shut out the sight in my mind as I started to run my paw up and down the throbbing shaft. Some pre oozed out of the tip and ran down the cougar's cock, coating it thinly before I felt myself lean forward to give the tip a lick. The slightly salty taste made my mind cringe before the sensation of something warm filled my mouth. I shut my eyes tightly as my tongue circled around the head, flicking against it every once in a while as the salty pre-cum oozed into my mouth.

"Yes... yes... good," I heard him mutter as he rested a paw on top of my head, pushing down on it slightly as he indicated what he wanted.

My body complied without a moment's delay as his shaft throbbed in my mouth. One inch after another slowly disappeared into my maw, making my mind cringe as he started to thrust into my mouth. He let out a soft but satisfied grunt as I swirled my tongue around his hard shaft, bobbing my head over his cock while I stroked the base with a paw. Despite being powerless to stop it there was something empowering to know that I could suck a cock despite having no experience. That said I would probably have enjoyed it a lot more if I wasn't actually straight.

"Do you like that Thomas? Do you like sucking on my cock you little bitch?" he smirks as he grips my head tightly before ramming himself down my throat. The gag reflex which I was almost certain I had was surprisingly absent as he held me by the ears and slammed himself deep into my mouth. I could feel it slide down my throat as I subconsciously sucked on it hard and tightened my grip on it. With a guttural groan the sensation of something sliding down my throat almost made me gag as one spurt after another of his seed was pumped directly into my stomach.

"Well... that's enough of a warm up... now bend over the table if you will,"

Swallowing the last of Dr. Mickelson's cum, my body forced itself up and bent over the examination table, lifting my tail in the process as I presented myself to the cougar.

>>Applying anal lubricant

>>Relaxing anal sphincter

"I wonder how many virginities I've taken by now. Must be nearing 20 I believe. You can usually tell who they are though... so nice and tight,"

My mind was awash with rage as I felt something hard press up against my backside, poking up against my tailhole as Dr. Mickelson gripped my hips with a paw.

"The more you don't want this, the more I pound you," he hissed as I feel the head push against my pert hole. I tried my best to try and keep it from poking inside of me but with the inability to do anything I mentally gritted as I felt it push past into my virgin hole. My mind screamed loudly as it pushed in all the way in one hard thrust, squeezing it tightly against my walls with every inch that pushed in.

"Mmf... fuck your tight," Dr. Mickelson breathed as he slowly pulled out before thrusting himself back in, "Haven't had an ass like this in years,"

My ass felt like it was on fire as the sensation of his cock sliding in and out of me burned with a mixture of pain and pleasure. I had never experienced anything like it before and I was torn between whether or not I liked it. It was obvious that he had done this several times before. He let out a satisfied moan as he started to pick up the speed, pounding my ass as he slapped it a few times with an open paw. Panting slightly I started to derive this almost sick pleasure as I could feel his throbbing cock rub up against my prostate. Almost as if on cue I could feel myself harden very quickly as I started to become drunk with pleasure.

>>Releasing nitrates and aphrodisiac

"I do love it when they try and resist, trying their best to ignore just how good this feels. Makes it all that much more satisfying when they realize that they are pushing back against you,"

Feeling the drugs enter my system soon meant that my attempts to try and wrest back control of my body were in vain as I felt my body flush and the sensations of pain soon were replaced with pleasure. Feeling a firm grip at the base of my tail I let out a moan as I felt the pounding start to pick up even more speed, each thrust feeling like it was going deeper and deeper inside of me. Yet in spite of this I hungered for more, I hungered for him to thrust his full length inside of me and to cum inside. I wanted to feel his hot and sticky seed inside of me. I clenched reflexively at the thought as he pushed himself deep inside of me, feeling each throb rub against my walls.

"Nng here it comes bitch boy," Dr. Mickelson growled as he gave my rump a good slap before thrusting himself deep inside of me. Letting out a loud growl I felt his hot seed flooding my ass, the entirety of his throbbing shaft pulsing inside of me. Feeling his panting form lie over my back, I let out a soft whine as he pulls himself free of my ass, his cum slowly leaking out and running down my leg.

"That was good... almost worth a second round I think," he smirked as he pulled out a vial from a drawer and undid the top. Swallowing the sickly green coloured liquid he seemed renewed with energy as I felt the head of his cock nudge up against my used hole once again.

"Ready for round two?" he smirks before flipping me around and shoving me on my back onto the table. Parting my legs he positioned himself in between them before shoving himself in balls deep. The sudden sensation of being filled again made me whine as he lifted my legs on top of his shoulders. Leaning forward, he started to pound my ass relentlessly, whatever concoction he had taken seemingly giving him energy which I never even thought he would have. Copious amounts of pre leaked out of my throbbing cock as I squeezed the turgid shaft that was slamming into my ass. Letting out a whine, he shifted my gaze so that I could watch him pounding my ass while he reached for my shaft, spreading my pre all over it as he started to give it a stroke.

"So much for not enjoying it you little slut. Such a tight ass for such a stubborn fool," Dr. Mickelson smirked as he gave me a tight squeeze, causing me to tense in his grip, forcing his cock to rub up snugly against my walls.

"Oh fuck yeah," he moans as he pounds my ass faster than I ever thought possible, stroking my shaft harder and faster than before. I started to pant and let out a loud moan as the mixture of pleasure from both sides sent my mind into a strange state of ecstasy. I felt disgusted that I was enjoying it so much but the fact that I was so close to cumming made me want him, even demand, that he finish me off. More pre oozed out of my shaft as he started to pound my prostate, the constant pressure making me whine loudly.

"Mmph here it comes... a nice double load for you bitch boy," Dr. Mickelson growled as he shoved himself deep inside of me and came once more, pulsing another thick load of his hot sticky cum into my ass. This last act was more than enough to send me over the edge as I clamped down on his pulsing shaft, my own cum splattering all over my body as my visor went haywire with displays, my orgasm more powerful than anything I had ever experienced before.

Pulling himself free, his warm seed oozed out of my used hole as he pulled me off the table and threw me to the floor. Yanking on my hair he stared at me intently with an evil grin

"There we go... now you'd better fucking come in every month on time otherwise this is going to be occurring more frequently... you understand?" he growled as he pulled forcefully on my hair.

>>Manual override disengaged. Voluntary control restored

"Yes... perfectly clear," I whined before he let go of me and shoved me to the ground. Scrambling to pick up my clothes I catch the slightest hint of a smirk on his face as I rushed out of the hospital, intent on forgetting this as quickly as possible.

>>Event recorded and written to file

>>You're mine bitch... and don't you forget it. Dr.M

>>Mind control chip is now active

>>Awaiting standby orders