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Extreme Adventure

By Duffin Caprous

Disclaimer: This story involves sexual, violent, or adult situations. Do not read this if you are under the legal age to see pornography in your country. I won't be held responsible if your fragile little minds get warped. Otherwise...enjoy!

AUTHOR'S NOTE: I hope you enjoy this slightly darker story that was just rattling around in my head. It /coooould/ be a series if others wanted to see more. I have a couple ideas.

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Hanna huffed softly, slumping down into her seat, looking down at the business card in her paw. She sat at her computer desk in her apartment, the red panda girl reading over the card to "Extreme Adventure." It was one of those places that pretend kidnap you and kind of torture you. She'd heard that around Halloween they get more popular, but...apparently a place had opened up around the area.

Slipping off her clothes, the curvy wah went into her small bathroom, taking a moment to glance at her chubby red and black body in the mirror. Quickly slipping into the shower, she contemplated the card. Being just an office worker data entry fur, she longed for some adventure, but...not real adventure, of course. This might just be the ticket, she thought. After her shower, she quickly called the number on the card, a towel wrapped around her body.

"Extreme Adventure, how may I help you?" came a friendly-sounding voice on the other end of the line. The red panda felt a little less nervous that it wasn't some gruff person answering.

"Oh, uh...hi! I'm, uh...I found this card and...well, I'm..." Hanna began to say, nervously. The female had apparently dealt with this a lot as she interrupted.

"You were...wanting an adventure without all that life-threatening danger? Certainly, I can help. I'll just have a few questions for you first over the phone and then I'll be emailing you a couple other forms to fill out," the voice said to which Hanna replied affirmatively, "Wonderful. Name?"

"Hanna...Garfield," the wah replied as she sat in her computer chair. She always half-expected a dumb-ass joke about that stupid orange cat when she said her full name.

None came and the voice simply continued, "Species?"

"Oh, um...red...red panda?"

"Mmm hmm. Age?"

"I'm twenty five."

"Great! Any medical issues we need to know about? Surgeries? Traumas? Medications you're taking?" the voice asked.

"No, no, nothing like that, haha," Hanna replied, starting to loosen up with the questions that made her feel like she was at the doctor's.

"I know, these seem silly. They're just standard questions. Now...I'll need your email address. I have a few forms to send you, things such as hard , a release form, and the like," the voice continued.

"Um, lim...limits? This isn't...they're not going to do, um...se-sex stuff, are they?" Hanna asked, nervousness spiking immediately.

"No! Haha, no, this is for things such as whether they can...for instance, hit you and where. I can assure you that nothing will be hard enough to leave marks regardless," the voice said, "And you can always use the universal safeword, 'noodle' and everything will stop immediately."

Hanna let out a soft breath, "Oh, good, okay...my email ishannagar@fmail.com."

"Wonderful. You'll get an email with some attachments. Just download them and fill out the forms and email it back. We'll schedule a time once we hear back from you."

"Okay, uh...thanks! I'll...get them filled out right away! Thanks, bye!" Hanna said, pulling her phone back to tap to end the call. The email came in immediately and Hanna did indeed download the documents, reading through them. The release form looked pretty standard, even if she wasn't a law student, so the girl signed it digitally.

The limits form was...intense. Things from choking to smacking to name calling. The red panda bit her lip softly, making her choices. She never would have admitted to wanting to experience the harsh things she chose to anyone else. After another bite of her lip, the red panda re-attached the documents and sent the files back to the address.

Days went by with no word from Extreme Adventure. Hanna wasn't sure if maybe there was something on her forms that disqualified her. Her work days seemed to draaaag and drag, her boss just piling on more work. That Friday, she slumped down onto the couch and turned on the TV, not even bothering to get out of her work clothes. A few minutes later, a knock on the door could be heard, so the red panda got up and opened the door only to find a large black bear and a grey rat about half his size standing there. The rat had a black patch of fur over his right eye and a silver hoop earring through both of his ears. The rat was holding a duffel bag.

"Uh...hi?" she said a bit timidly.

The black bear, wearing a black t-shirt and a pair of blue jeans, spoke, His voice was deep and gruff, "Hanna?"

The red panda looked between the two of them, "I, uh...who wants to..."

"We're with Extreme Adventure," he interrupted.

"Oh! They...they said they'd call to schedule an appointment, they never..." she began to say, only to again be interrupted by the large bear.

"Yeah, that happens, so you still in?" he asked.

"Um...well, yeah, I'm...I guess I'm off this weekend, so..." she said softly, looking to the rat who was a bit more...oddly professionally dressed in a green and white-striped polo shirt and a pair of khaki pants.

"Alright, anyone else home?" the bear asked.

"Um...well, no, I live alone. You want to...come in? I...hah...I don't know how this works," Hanna said, letting the two males into her apartment. She couldn't believe she was really doing this.

"Okay, so...here's how this is going to work. Face me and put your arms behind your back," The bear told Hanna. The red panda girl swallowed a little bit, but did indeed face the bear, her arms at her sides, "Anyone we need to contact in the event of any sort of medical issues?"

"Um, well I...I don't think so. It's just...me and stuff," she said, her arms going behind her back, "So, they...um, didn't explain really how long this will be. It's just like...for a day, right?"

The red panda let out a soft gasp as she felt metal closing around her wrists and then a click. She tried to look back, but the bear's large paw gripped her muzzle firmly, tugging it back forward. The same cinch and click could be felt about her ankles.

"Look forward, bitch, don't move unless we say," he growled, causing Hanna's eyes to widen as she looked up at the bear.

"S...sorry!" she replied with quite a blush on her face.

With a chuckle, the bear shook his head, looking to the rat, "Fucking easiest one so far. Get the shears,"

With a mock salute, the rat replied, "Sure thing, Victor!" before rooting around in the bag.

"Sh...shears?" Hanna asked and tried to take a step back and pull her arms forward, but oddly she found her paws trapped behind her back, the metal rings seemingly latched together. The unnamed rat came forward with shears, handing them toward the bear handle-first.

"Shut up. Now, easiest way to do this is just grab the shirt," the bear said, reaching out to tug the bottom of Hanna's blouse outward. He tucked one end of the shears under it and began to quickly cut upward, "And just cut up."

"Hey! H-hey! What're you doing? They said n...no sex stuff!" she exclaimed and the bear gestured to Ben who quickly went up behind Hanna to stop her moving back more.

"Yeah, they always say that," the bear replied calmly, the shears turning to cut simply through the chubby girl's bra and then down the arms of her shirt, her breasts dropping into view.

The girl squealed out and struggled, trying to pull back, "S...stop! Noodle! Noodle!" she cried out, the bear laughing out derisively.

"I love that they do that..." he replied to her and Hanna struggled more as the bear lowered the shears down, "Better stay still, fatty, wouldn't want to cut you yet," he said, dipping the sharp shears into the waistband of the girl's skirt.

"H...heeeel--" Hanna tried to scream out, the bear growling and forcefully covering her muzzle with his free paw.

"Get the gag," he ordered Ben with a hiss. Quickly reaching into the duffel, he tugged out a large ball with leather straps attached to it, "Now, open your fucking mouth, cunt."

As the paw pulled away, Hanna did the opposite, refusing to open it as the ball gag was lowered in front of her eyes. She tried to turn her head away and the bear sneered at her. Lifting that paw again, one of Hanna's nipples found a home between the bear's thumb and forefinger. He squeezed and gave it a rough twist. Hanna screamed out in surprise and pain, the rat swiftly pulling the ball into the girl's mouth. She cried out into it, her arms pulling uselessly at the cuffs. She looked up fearfully at the bear and whimpered out at him, feeling the straps buckling around her head, mufffling her screams for help.

"Now, as I was saying...obviously, you just cut here and it all comes off. Get the green syringe from the bag," the bear said. Ben looked down over Hanna's shoulder as the bear sliced her clothes the rest of the way off, the red panda completely naked in front of the strangers. She whimpered, but thought...maybe this was still a part of the game? Victor's paw reached out and the wah suddenly cried out into the gag as his fingers brushed right up between her thighs, feeling her sex. As the rat handed the bear the syringe, he uncapped it and plunged the needle into Hanna's neck, depressing the plunger to send the clear liquid into her. She cried out at the pinch of pain.

"So, uh...now...what?" the rat asked, looking at Victor from behind Hanna.

"Now? We have a bit of fun. Porker won't remember any of it anyway. Get her over here," he said and Hanna's eyes widened. She fought against the rat, Victor letting him handle the chubby girl. The bear brushed a large arm across the girl's small kitchen table, dumping food and half-filled cans of soda everywhere. Ben forced her into her back as Victor grinned and reached out idly groping the girl's d-cup tits.

"They...they let us?" Ben asked. The rat's paws wringing a bit in front of him. Hanna continued to struggle and mmmmmed into the ball gag.

"Of course. Perks of the job. Go on, fuck her already or I'll take first," the bear said with an intimidating growl. The rat's ears perked and he quickly worked to tug his zipper down. Hanna struggled and cried out into the gag, shaking her head, looking pleadingly to the rat. Victor grabbed the chubby girl's ankles and tugged her legs up in the air, leaving her utterly exposed. The rat tugged his thickening sheath out, stroking himself a bit as he approached the offered pussy. He licked his dry lips and reached out, feeling over the red panda's sex. He gasped, "She'd soaked!"

"Heh, yeah, basically pure heat, makes em horny pretty much 24/7. Not necessary, but I find it helps with the process. Now, get in that cunt already, man," Victor said, Hanna still struggling. She gasped, feeling the bare tip of the rat cock nudging her folds. She sobbed behind the ball gag and cried out as Ben sank into her, stretching her open, making the rat moan around her wet heat. He wasted little time, paws gripping at her wide hips. He thrust in with a growl of pleasure.

"Fuuuck...oh shit...she's milking my dick..." he moaned to Hanna's humiliation. He drew back and thrust forward again, a shock of pleasure hitting the poor red panda girl. As victor kept hold her her ankles, he chuckled, hearing a sudden moan coming from the ball gag as Ben began to fuck the cuffed girl. He was clearly not trying to do anything but get off. The schlick sounds coming from the wah's pussy could be heard in the apartment and soon Hanna was moaning into the gag despite he resistance. The chemical was affecting her brain, making her unable to stop the pleasure. A few minutes later and the rat drew back only to thrust forward once more with a grooooan of release. Hanna felt the telltale throb of the thick rat cock dumping ropes of seed in her, making the girl whimper out again.

A beep-beep-beep-beep could be heard and the bear growled, "Fucking hell...time's running out. Okay, get dressed and go in there and grab the bitch's laptop and phone. We gotta go." Ben groaned as he pulled out, leaving the red panda on the verge of climax, making her pant heavily and whimper. They were taking her stuff!

"Got it. How do we, uh...get her..." the rat asked, stuffing the wah's phone into his pocket while holding her laptop, "She's...you know, feisty."

"Oh, you know, more science shit," the bear said, leaving Hanna on the table. She struggled weakly, feeling the rat's cum drooling from her pussy and onto her table. The bear returned with a syringe again, this one red. This time, the needle was plunged into the girl's chubby thigh and administered, making her cry out. Both males helped her up and in a moment of desperation, the girl's head slammed forward into the rat's nose, making him cry out. She kicked the beat squarely in the balls, making him wail out and fall to his knees, "Fucking bitch!"

She ran like hell, trying to get to the front door. She turned to try and turn the door handle with her bound paws while the males struggled to recover. She found the handle and exclaimed into the ball gag, trying to turn it, but suddenly found herself unable to to grasp it, like her fingers were noodles. She squealed, trying the other paw, but the same thing happened. She looked as the bear forced himself back to his feet, cupping his genitals, snarling dangerously. A feeling of numbness began to drift from her fingers and toes and travel slowly up her body. She mmmmmfed an apology into her ball gag, eyes wide. Her knees hit the floor, suddenly giving way, the red panda whimpering and unable to feel her limbs. It was mere moments before she found herself losing complete control of her muscles and falling to the side, head bouncing off the carpet. She wasn't unconscious. That much was clear to her. Her eyes remained straight ahead, unable to move them.

"You fucking...cunt!" the bear growled, "See, now...fuck the time. I'm taking my turn now," he said, "Ben! Pack the fucking shit up while I show this fat slob how to treat her betters," he said. Hanna wanted to scream out as she felt the bear kneeling down, forcing her limb legs apart. His paw gripped her headfur and yanked her head up, forcing her to see the very fat sheath Victor was pulling from his fly. That paw worked himself to full hardness at maybe 6 inches, but at least a fat cucumber in circumference. Ben worked to put things into the bag as Victor nudged her sex with his tip. He made her watch, unable to look away, as he forced himself into her relaxed pussy. He growled, fucking the paralyzed red panda roughly, the thick bear hood battering her lips over and over as he pounded her on the floor. It was pretty much like fucking a warm fleshlight, but Victor knew she could see every bit of it, even if she couldn't feel it. With a growl, the hips jerked forward and a second male's load found its way into the ravaged red panda. Hanna's eyes were burning since she was unable to blink, but once finished, the bear reached down to pull her lids shut.

Tugged out, the bear zipped back up and firmly kicked Hanna right between the legs as a final insult, "Whew...okay. So, yeah, that red shit is a paralytic. She's awake, just can't move shit. She's a fatty, but let's get her in the bag. Should fit if we force her."

Hanna could barely understand what was happening to her. A second duffel bag which had been bundled up in the first was pulled out and both males lifted her up toward the bag. Setting her on her side, the bear forced the girl's legs up to her chest and tugged the bag up and around them. Ben meanwhile did the same with her head, though perhaps a little more carefully. Despite her escape attempt, he was still trying not to hurt her. Arms next and Hanna soon heard a zipper slowly ziiiipping closed above her head. She sensed herself behind lifted as the two males carried her out and down the hall.

"Fuck...okay, didn't go quite as planned, but well enough for your first time," Victor told Ben as they walked out and down to a white panel van in the apartment parking garage. The bear opened and tossed the Hanna-filled bag onto the floor carelessly. Ben put the other bag beside it before closing it up. After entering the driver's side, Victor started the van and waited for Ben before backing out and driving off.

"I hate to keep asking, but...now what?" Ben asked. Victor chuckled a bit.

"Now we take her back to the lab. These dumb bitches think they're going to have some fake-ass adventures. Instead, they get the adventure of a lifetime when we reprogram them and rent em out," the bear said. Ben's eyes widened slightly and Hanna felt her heart pounding even faster. What did she do, Hanna wondered to herself?!

The drive continued for some time until finally Hanna felt the van stop and hear the back doors open. She again felt herself being lifted up in the bag, but couldn't move a single muscle on her own. The carrying continued as the large bear hefted her over his shoulder. He carried her into an office building plainly labeled "Extreme Adventures." The immediate inside looked almost like a doctor's waiting room, but they walked back past the empty receptionist desk and into what looked more like a medical room. The bag hit the floor with a fwoomp.

"Okay, get her out of there and onto the chair and strap her in while I get everything prepared," Victor ordered, walking over to a computer. The rat nodded and quickly opened the bag. The paralyzed red panda flopped out once the side of the bag were lowered and Ben grunted, having no experience with lifting up lifeless bodies. He eventually managed it and grunted as he dropped the naked girl onto the medical chair. It looked much like a dentist's chair. Looking to the arms of the chair, he divots for the girl's metal cuffs to go. Also seeing some for the ankles, he placed each into the divot and with a push of the remote, they all four magnetized and held firm.

Victor typed on the computer all while Hanna tried in vain to move. She wanted to whimper and cry, but couldn't even manage that. Outwardly, she just looked asleep. Ben reached out while Victor was working, just idly playing with Hanna's nipples, knowing she couldn't feel it, "So...what's next?" he asked the bear, finally.

"Next is programming. Here, you can administer the next drug. Go grab the blue needle. Find the place on her thigh I put the last one and just push it in and push the plunger down," the bear said, typing more on the screen.

"I've...uh...never really given an injection before..." Ben replied a little bit nervously, going to a metal tray with a few syringes, taking the blue one. Hanna was listening to this the entire time and she wanted to scream out for help, but nothing happened.

"I know, don't worry about it, if you hurt her, she won't remember it anyway," the bear replies absently.

Pulling the cap off the needle, the rat swallowed a little bit and approached the prone, paralyzed girl. He didn't even know what the syringe was supposed to do. He shook slightly as the needle hovered over the previous needle mark. Gritting his teeth, he sank it in. Predictably, Hanna didn't flinch or move and, in reality, didn't even feel the puncture. He pushed down on the plunger and sent the chemical into the girl's blood stream. He pulled it back out swiftly.

"Okay now wha--" he began to ask and heard a noise from Hanna. He looked over and within a few moments, saw her toes beginning to wiggle. He gasped, "Vic! She's waking up!"

The bear chuckled softly and swiveled in his chair, facing the two of them, "Yeah, it counteracts the paralytic. Why do you think we strapped her down? We need her to be able to move for the next step to progress."

Hanna struggled weakly, the numbness beginning to leave her body. The ballgag was still in her mouth and she mmmmmed into it, her eyes opening. She looked pleadingly to Ben, trying to get the obvious new guy to help her. As she regained her feeling, she tried to pull at the leather cuffs to no avail. She mmmed into the gag, feeling the chair lifting up as the bear pressed on one of the controls. She whimpered into the gag as she felt herself being tilted forward a little bit more. Victor walked around behind the squirming wah and beckoned Ben over.

"Alright, now I'm going to do this because it's super delicate. Requires a lot of training. And you, cunt, if you don't want to be a vegetable, you better stop your moving," he said a bit vaguely. Ben watched as he lifted up a rather thick and long needle. Hanna was at least smart enough to take the threat seriously despite her panicking. She did, indeed, hold still, "Go and push her head back against the seat. Make sure she doesn't move." Ben obeyed and held the girl firmly against the seat. Underneath, a hole in the chair granted access to the back of the red panda's neck. With practiced action, Victor pressed the thick tip of the needle to the base of Hanna's skull and sank it in firmly. The girl screamed out into the ball gag, pulling at the restraints, the pain hitting her suddenly. Pushing down on the plunger, the bear sent the contents into the girl's spinal column. Her screams became hoarse and Ben could see the exhausted wah's eyes flutter back in her head some, trying to recover once Victor tugged the needle back out.

"Damn, man, what was that for?" the rat asked, looking a bit shaken.

"Later. First, we need to get the next process started," Victor said, reaching above Hanna. What looked like a VR helmet was lowered onto the girl's head. She weakly struggled to keep it off, but Victor easily pulled it on, the girl's eyes and ears completely covered. He walked around and tapped a few controls before hitting enter, "Okay, let's get some fucking lunch. She'll need to go for awhile.

Hanna's world became one of white noise. She opened her eyes, trying to look around. Everything was black. She whimpered into the ballgag, pulling at the restraints. She cried out for help, the white noise drowning out her own noises. Minutes went by...hours....maybe days? All she heard was white noise until finally a black and white spiral displayed right in front of her eyes. She tried to close them, but for some reason, she felt compelled to look. She slowly blinked, slowly lidding her eyes slightly. The white noise filled her mind, subliminal messages filling her head, sending her into a trance.

The two returned a couple hours later. He could see the girl was already being affected and laughed, "Weak ass bitch. I don't think the helmet has affected anyone as quickly as her. So, now the helmet is beginning to reprogram her brain. It is forcing standard commands and rules into her. No more attacking us, no more trying to escape, that sort of thing."

Ben looked to Hanna. Her body had begun to slacken again, as if she were paralyzed, "Wow, that's...pretty advanced."

"Fucking right it is. Oh, here's the best part," he said, looking back to Hanna as the main program finished. He drew the helmet up and off the wah. She still looked to be in a trance. He reached around and unbuckled the ballgag, tossing it onto the counter. He looked down to her and snapping his fingers once. Hanna jolted awake.

"Ah! Wh...what...what's...please...please I...just want to go home..." the girl whimpered, looking between Victor and Ben.

"Stop talking," he said simply. Victor smiled and reached right up between the chubby girl's thighs. His fingers dipped up along her folds, making her reflexively moan out. She trembled, looking up at the bear. Her mouth opened and tried to tell the bear no. She... wanted to tell him no!

"Goood...very good," he said to her, pushing his finger up into the girl's cum-coated pussy. She gasped, head tilting back suddenly. A moan flitted from her lips, making the bear laugh, "See, she must obey my commands. She can no longer disobey. Completely incapable," he said, beginning to drag his fingers in and out of the tight red panda's sex. She looked to Victor, trying to glare at him, but as he brought his other paw down, his thumb began to work the girl's clit, "That's right...now listen to me, toy. As you feel this pleasure, you will feel it welling down toward your cunt," the bear fingered her a bit faster, the girl's pussy beginning to make rather lewd wet noises, "You'll feel your being...your thoughts...your memories all following that pleasure leading right down to your loins. As it reaches there, you'll envision it being balled up tightly in a tight sphere of yourself."

Ben watched in awe as his boss masturbated the poor bound up red panda. Hanna trembled and moaned, her toes beginning to curl. She couldn't disobey. She was indeed imagining her entire self flowing down to her pussy. She shook her head, the moans getting closer together.

"That's right...good toy. You can cum whenever you want to. And you will cum. And once you do cum, you'll be cumming out every last part of yourself. You'll cum out Hanna Garfield. You will cum until any former thoughts, feelings, and memories are gone," the bear told her. The wah's eyes widened in fear. He couldn't be serious! She shook her head and tried to close her legs, but obviously couldn't manage much at all. The pleasure continued to grow as the bear rubbed her clit in quick, firm circles all while curling his middle finger upward toward her g-spot. She moaned out and whimpered, looking pleadingly again at Ben. The rat just stared, fascinated by the sight. The chubby girl's legs began to shake, her toes curling as she tried to fight the coming orgasm. There was nothing she could do, however, as Victor was skilled in what he did. The explosion built and built, suddenly hitting like a white flash. Both males watched Hanna's body stiffen in the restraints. Her hips rocked up, suddenly writhing. Her wails would have been heard from outside the building were it not for the sound-proofing. Ben could see her eyelids fluttering, eyeballs rolling back in her head. Splatters of her juices could be heard hitting the floor as he legs shook. As Hanna came harder than ever before in her life, she desperately tried to cling to something, anything, but one by one everything left. Her parents, her job, her apartment, her first boyfriend, the first time she sucked a guy off in the school bathroom, her childhood.....all flowed out of her body through her cunt as she figuratively orgasmed her brains out. Finally, the last bit...her name...left the empty red panda. She the pleasure left the toy, she slumped in the chair, panting heavily.

"Wow, that was....amazing," Ben said, resisting the urge to applaud.

Victor laughed and pulled his finger from her, wiping it off on the red panda's thighs, "Eh, years of practice. Let's test her. Go on, ask for her name."

Stepping forward, Ben looked down at the red panda. She was slowly recovering and simply sat there, slowly blinking with a soft smile on her face, looking utterly vacant, "Hey, what's...your name?"

With an attentive look up, the red panda looked blankly at the rat for a moment, "This one...is Toy Five-Three-Seven, Sir."

"Holy shit!" Ben exclaimed, looking back to Victor.

The bear laughed again and nodded, "Yeah, wild, huh? There's nothing in there unless we put it there," he said, knocking on the girl's forehead, "That's where the chip comes in. That thing I put in her neck. This is her baseline programming now. All she has it the designation. We can remotely set and wipe her brain. If a client wants a slutty cheerleader, well...she will _be_that. Had one guy over in Balaio once want to "discover" a girl out in the desert and have her show gratitude by having sex with him. She'll believe it 100%. If someone just wants a simple fuck, well..." he said and grabbed the remote to the cuffs holding the red panda in place, tapping the control to demagnetize them, knowing he wouldn't need them anymore, "Toy, get on all fours facing me and beg my friend here to fuck your brains out."

Toy-357 smiled and quickly obeyed. She slinked off the chair and dropped to the floor. She looked back up at Ben, that plump ass wiggling back toward him, "Sir, please...I want you inside me so badly. I need your cock in my pussy so bad. Please, Sir, won't you fill me with that big cock of yours--"

"Stop talking," Victor said and Toy-357 instantly went silent, but kept looking up pleadingly at Ben, looking every bit as if she wanted nothing more than to be mounted by the rat.

"Whoa...how much does...something like this go for?" he asked, his interest clearly piqued.

"Heh...well, obviously we get a few free samples, but an actual paying client? We're talking thousands. Sometimes hundreds of thousands for out more exotic models. This one will likely be more for those into fat nerd girls. Isn't that right, Toy?"

"Oh, yes, Sir!" she exclaimed, clearly not knowing what she was saying 'yes' to. Victor laughed, clearly enjoying making the girl humiliate herself even if she wasn't aware of it anymore.

"That's that I thought. So, yeah, simple as that, really. Another department will go about setting up her leading. They'll use her email to send dirty pictures to her co-workers, cuss out her boss. No one will go looking for her. Toy, go out this door and walk down the hallway and enter room Two. Enter Kennel Fifteen and sleep until awoken."

"Of course, Sir!" she exclaimed in a completely sincere-sounding reply as she turned and calmly walked out the door, following the bear's instructions to her kennel where other females and a couple males were sleeping, all naked. She entered the spoken kennel number and laid onto the metal kennel floor before instantly entering sleep.

Back in the lab, the rat was still looking a bit surprised. He cleared his throat some, "So, that's...what we do?"

Victor was typing up and finishing something on the computer, "That's what we do," he replied and took a glance back, "Not having second thoughts, are ya?"

"What? No...no, it's just..."

"Illegal?" Victor asked, completing his sentence for him, "Come here, lemme show you something."

Ben walked over toward the computer, "Okay."

Typing on the computer, the bear brought up some information on the screen, "A virus is embedded in the initial forms we send out. It runs and trawls through everything on their computers. If we're lucky, they plug their phone in and it infects that device too. Look here. Websites about bondage, about hypnosis, being owned. Social media posts about her boring life. How much she hates her job, which is always a good thing to post publicly," he said and looked back at Ben, "She wanted this, even if she didn't know it. We know because we have her whole life here."

"Okay, but...fantasy isn't, like...reality. If I look at, uh...vore porn, it doesn't mean I want to be really eaten," Ben replied, just sort of interested in the ethical and moral discussion.

This made the bear smile a bit, "Ah, but she did. You see, we've got a...shall we say, an infiltration department. Because we have control of her computer, and phone, we know when she's out. Or...when she's sleeping." Victor said before hitting enter, bringing up a video of Hanna in bed, barely visible on her webcam.

"Hanna...can you hear me?" came a soft voice from the video.

"Mmm....yes..." replied Hanna's voice as she turned slightly in her sleep.

Ben looked confused a moment and Victor pause the video, "There's a moment between awake and sleep. I think they call it, uh...twilight or something. Basically, you're awake, but not and all you inhibitions and worries are gone. Listen."

Unpausing the video, the voice continued, "Hanna, tell me...what is your species."

In the bed, the girl stirred a little, "Red...panda...." she replied a little breathily, tugging the covers tighter around herself.

"That's good..." the soothing voice said softly, "Tell me...who was your first sexual encounter."

Barely visible on the bed, the red panda could be seen squirming again, "Billy...Wills...."

"Verrrry good," the voice replied softly, "Hanna, would you be excited to be hypnotized?"

A tell-tale squirm from the bed could be seen and the red panda replied once more, softly, "Yes...."

"Wonderful...and what if someone broke in right now and made you a sex slave? What if you didn't need to worry about anything ever again? Would that make you happy" the voice asked, leading to yet another, stronger squirm.

"Yes....."

"Thank you, Hanna. Sweet dreams..." the voice said, finally, and went silent.

Victor stopped the video, looking back to Ben, "That's her admitting to wanting this while completely unable to lie. She also signed the release form, allowing us to do basically anything we want. They never read the things. They're just always so excited to have an adventure. So for me personally, I think we have all the consent we need, even if it doesn't come directly from their lips. If they don't pass the Twilight Test, they never get picked up."

With his paws stuffed into his pockets, Ben seemed contemplative before finally shrugging, "Well...shit, I mean...she clearly wanted it. Boring-ass life, hated having to go to work and come home. Bet she'll be way happier getting railed by strangers," the rat said with a more confident grin. The grin was returned by the bear who stood up.

"I think you'll fit in here. Come on, it'll be awhile before the other team gets here. Let's go have another go at her," Victor said with a chuckle, putting an arm around the rat, leading him out of the room.