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On the Case

By: Lapsa

For: Ty

Warning: Sexism/Stepfordization

"This looks like the place...Ty?" The older canine turned at his waist to gaze at the shorter grey-furred taur moving up beside him, the young vulpine's face scanning over every small detail of the warehouse before them as his tail swished behind him.

"Yeah, looks like it."

"Very good then...let's be cautious, shall we? I'd hate for either of us to be among the missing." Ty shot a worried gaze as the canine started to walk ahead, his own eyes scanning about the deserted streets for any sign of the thugs he knew all too well. "And remember, keep calm and keep your wits about you. We've been on this case for months...we can afford a few more weeks if it gets solid results."

"R-right!"

***

The two taurs would find little trouble in making their way inside the large building, greeted by the dull light of the noon sun peaking in through the rusting and broken roof - just barely illuminating the cluttered floor of the long-abandoned warehouse before them. The older dog would be the first to enter as he looked a bout for any signs of any of the missing, his nose sniffing at the air as his greyed muzzle furled at the faint familiar scent that lingered in the air.

"Keep your eye out for anything unusual. Anything out of place could be a clue, especially weapons, blood, clothes, badges, anything."

"Got it!" The vulpine nodded as he scampered to the opposite end of the warehouse.

"Just let me know if you see anything." The dog spoke, voice trailing off as he pushed further into the warehouse, dull eyes quickly adjusting to the dim light as he went over dusty crates and boxes - slowly looking for any break in the layers of disuse as his four feet carefully and gently avoided any of the clutter beneath them while all the while keeping an eye on the younger fox just a few feet away.

"I-I think I found something!" Ty would call out suddenly as he bent down, pulling up tattered newspaper clippings loosely tied together as he looked over them. All missing person's reports dating back months - even since before their own investigation had begun. Each one was a member of the force, each one a familiar face - and each one marked with an 'x' or a '+' by their name.

"A-Alex!" The fox's gaze was torn from the pile of papers as he turned to see suited men with bats and batons now blocking the exit of the warehouse - the detective reaching for the gun at his side as he moved forward.

"Good good, just put it down and I'l--" Ty's gaze shot up as the old voice cut off into a loud grasp - the torn papers dropping to the floor as suited taurs with bats and batons had managed to get the drop on the older dog.

"H-hey! I-I've go--" Ty would barely be able to get the words out, or the gun from his pocket before a sharp pain ran down the back of his head. The fox would feel the numbness set in soon after, strength completely gone from his body as the world slowly faded to dark and the cool night air settled in around him like a thick blanket.

***

Ty would find himself blinking as light trickled into his eyes - pupils adjusting to the sudden shift as a fog slowly started to lift from his mind, as if coming from a trance. The first thing he'd be able to see was a window - the gentle sound of rushing water from a sink and birds in the distance pulling him even more into the current reality as they slowly poured into his mind. It wouldn't be all he'd notice though as he looked down at his hands - all but the tip of the soapy water covered by a large pair of breasts.

"W-what the hell!" Ty would fling himself back at the sudden shock, tripping over his own legs onto his ass, nearly shattering a few dishes as his eyes glued to the now unrecognizable body he found himself in - mind struggling to cope with the unfamiliar feminine voice that left his lips. "W-what is going on!? Where am I!?"

The fox's eyes would scan the room as his heart started to race - an unfamiliar kitchen styled like something out of one of the comics from his youth. Old 1950s aesthetics only adding to the confusion and racing thoughts in his head. It wouldn't be until he heard footsteps coming quick and distant shouting that his attention would turn beyond the room and his own changed form though - hands quickly feeling up the sun-dress he know found himself in for anything to help defend himself.

"Honey? Honey!" A familiar looking wolf would soon coming into sight from around the corner - the large buff wolf-taur standing frantic in the entrance, casual suit adorning his body as a look of fear and concern fell upon the fox.

"J-Jacob!"

The grey vulpine-taur scrambled to his feet, clumsily moving about in his new body as if it were suit as he managed to skitter himself over to the far wall. His mind would be racing even faster as he instantly recognized the figure before him, thoughts almost going too fast to even think at all as the mob-boss guilty of everything from murder to extortion stood feet away.

"W-what have you done? W-where am I!? Where are the missing cops!?" The fox's eyes narrowed as he tried to summon up any semblance of an intimidating voice he could - the words only coming out in an exasperated tone.

"Missing cops? What?" The wolf's expression shifted even more towards confusion as he slowly moved closer - reaching out a hand that the fox quickly backed away from - sliding even further across the floor of the kitchen as his four feet pushed until he could feel the flimsy door of a pantry stop him. "Tammy, honey, what has gotten into you?"

"S-stay back! I'm not letting you get near me with all you've done! W-we know exactly who you are down at the station." The fox growled as a tinge of pain rippled through his head just as the words left his lips, just enough to make him visibly wince as his eyes darted about even more. "Where is my partner? Where is the other detective?"

"What are you talking about, dear?" The wolf's face scrunched even more with concern, the sincerity of his still gentle tone making something in the fox's chest feel hollow as a knot formed in his throat. "All I've done? I'm your husband, remember? You are my wife, not a detective."

"W-what? Y-your...wife?" The dull throbbing suddenly would become a sharp pain as Ty reeled over in pain, the wolf taking advantage to easily lift the taur up to his feet, moving beside the fox as his wrapped around the feminine upper body - holding it close.

"Yes, my wife. Come here now." Ty would struggle to try to break free from the wolf's grip, pain stopping him short as another searing tinge rippled through him.

The paint would grow and grow until the warm gentle surroundings would be replaced slowly by a sudden shift into darkness. Ty would find himself in a memory - the details flooding back into his mind to whisk him deeper inside of his own mind. He could feel cold steel on his back as he looked up at a sea of hazy masks and surgical tools descending upon him - cackles and murmurs of voices echoing through his mind. It would all seem so vivid in the moment, so real as he felt them press into his flesh - the pain rippling through his body making him scream as the brief vision finally ended.

"Honey!?" Jacob's arms were holding the fox even more tightly when Ty came to - the wolf shaking the fox gently as if to pry him from the vision.

"S-stay back! W-w-I-I've..." Another pang would stop the fox as he gripped his head - helpless to do more than try to bat the larger wolf away as arms pulled him fully to his feet once more, hands now moving to grope at Ty's feminine form. "L-let..."

"Honey, you're alright now - you are safe with me." The words would do little more than feed into the pain as they echoed like needles through Ty's mind, small flashes of light popping up inside of his head as if someone else's memories were being injected from another mind. "Always with those silly little fantasies..."

"H-hey! L-let--!" Ty would once again try to push the mob-boss off as a soft moan left his lips, the groping continuing as it became even more intense - a hand sliding along the fox-taur's body down to his rump. "S-stop! Th--"

Another vivid vision would hit the fox along with another large sting of pain. Yet another memory would force itself onto him as a bright flash took away the warmth and sickening pleasure. He'd look down on his long body, now different again. A flat chest would slowly grow as needles pushed into him from all around, drugs flooding his body and mind as his muscles quickly faded away. Screams and cries for help would echo around him in his own voice - slowly changing as they cracked and softened until they were that same unfamiliar female voice that now came from his own throat.

"Shhhh, shhhh~ Its okay Tammy, its okay." Jacob ignored the fox's protests as his hand continued to hold Ty's body tight, the other now pushing against where the fox's pouch should've been as tingles of pleasure danced up his spine - whispering reassurances into Ty's ear all the while.

The new sensations of pleasure would seem to coax more snippets of memories to the surface as Ty slipped in and out of the vivid nightmares. His mind would be hit with torrents of the small glimmers that played out one after another before fading away forever into seeming oblivion. He would watch again and again as his body changed and manhood shrank away, feeling whatever they pumped into him seeping into his thoughts themselves as they warped and twisted and shifted into something foreign. Voices would continue to echo around him, figures and facing dancing to taunt him.

"N-no, m-my name....my name is Ty...Ty?" The name felt powdery and hollow as it left the fox's lips, his body going limp in the grip of the wolf as the hands even more freely started to molest him - moans making it hard to get out any protest or focus on any of the fuzzy hazy memories that slowly started to drain like sand from his mind. "I-I was...am...d-detective..."

"Detective? What a silly little dream you've had, Tammy~" Jacob chuckled as he pulled the fox even closer to him. "A male detective named Ty. So creative, such a childish little daydream~"

"D-day dream?" The word seemed to echo the fox's mind as more of his memories were swept away by that gentle yet firm voice - more of the new ones settling in and taking root as he could feel their tendrils wrap around each passing thought. "B-but...m-my name is...Ty...Tya...Tammy?"

"Yes, it was just a daydream from that silly little head of yours." Jacob let out a soft chuckle again, the warmth making the vixen's body shiver in his grip. "Such a vivid imagination you have, Tammy. You've been my wife for years."

"Just a daydream...always been Tammy." Tammy let out a soft moan as those hands groped even more at her body, her own arms falling down to her side as what little strength she had been able to muster left them. "B-but I--"

A kiss would cut off any further protest, a tongue wrapping around her own bringing forth the flash of a distant memory. She relived the moment in her mind during that long passionate kiss, a wedding making it seem familiar as she heard her own voice pledge her submission, obedience, and live to this man - this man who was nothing but her superior in her mind, her husband and master. In those final moments every bit of what was left faded away into nothing - the name 'Alex' just a word in her mind.

"What do you say you take a little break - I can think of some ways to pass the time." Her husband spoke as he pulled from the kiss, looking down at the now soft loving expression from his wife as he gave her an equally warm smile.

"Y-yes, t-that sounds lovely dear." Tammy pushed closer to her husband as the pain from her head fully subsided - the warmth of his embrace coursing through her and squeezing away any doubt that remained, pulling the new housewife fully into her new reality and life.

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