Transforming the Family: Part Three
With the brothers transformed into male and female foxes and their father a female catfish, Kate brings all of them into her fold of cruelty and control, their minds intact in horror...
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Transforming the Family
Part three of three
Written by Arian Mabe (Amethyst Mare)
Commissioned by Growly
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The pair of foxes had settled in well together at the nature reserve, a different kind of sanctuary that had the aim of releasing them to be fully in the wild at some point, though there were still tall fences not allowing them to go too far. After being taken by animal control, when they had been uncovered by their mother and exhibited too strange behaviour to be instantly released, they had been taken into care. Then, out there with the sun shining and bees buzzing from one wildflower to the next, they would mate and play, still not understanding the strange urges and needs that coursed through their bodies.
Paul sat close to Ricky, watching her give birth, wishing that there was something, anything, that he could do to help her. Of course, there was nothing, not with no one there with them, for they were mostly left to their own devices. It was a better life there, even if Ricky had had to go through pregnancy as a fox, living life as a female even though she still had the mind of a male. Sometimes, if Ricky was entirely honest, she didn't even remember her life as a man, even though she knew, most certainly, that she was not a fox. It was just easier, in a way, to only be a fox, to act like that, even if the mind did not match up with her body. It was not as if Paul had been able to resist, truly, with her anyway.
They had mated, a few times, after those initial, overly horny urges. But neither had been able to honestly say whether it was because the serum was still flowing through their veins or because they had wanted to. They tried to say that it was the serum, but there was too much in the air, their minds warped and twisted from who and what they had been.
Broken in mind, body…perhaps spirit? Who was to say? There was no one there, no one around the foxes, that could have said either way.
One day, if all went well at the nature reserve, they would be released into the wild again. That was what they had heard, what they had been told – even if the people who had told them had no idea what the foxes really were. Well, they would have been released if Kate had ever allowed it. The thing was that things had grown to such a level at the big cat sanctuary that she had been able to expand other parts of it too, taking in more species than felines, mice and even snakes, allowing her to care for more. Everyone thought it was wonderful, even if she had to let the foxes live more natural lives, at least until the authorities approved her fully.
Kate grinned, watching through a pair of binoculars as Ricky gave birth, leaning in closer, greedily wanting to take in the show that she had orchestrated. Everything was coming together beautifully, exactly as she had wanted, though her camera was set up on a tripod with a good zoom on it, all to ensure that it was all forever captured as a recording. She didn't want to miss a thing, even when she was living in the moment. There was too much at stake, too much that would satisfy her needs time after time again.
They would, eventually, leave that part of the nature reserve, so that they could go on display at the sanctuary, but she had more plans for them still, more that would take time to come to fruition. That was all part of the pleasure of playing the long game, of ensuring that she could keep all within her control. And the nature reserve, where the animals could live more naturally, was empty enough that she could section off more and more of it for her transformed victims, pleasing herself as she wanted along the way.
The foxes, even if they didn't know that they were being watched, were not going anywhere out of her control, the newest object of her amusement. And it would be far from Ricky's first litter, whether the transformed foxes did it willingly or not…
Dan, on the other hand, was still as much of an interest to her and Kate visited him later that day too. It looked like Dan had been quickly identified as an exotic fish and had been saved, at some point, when they had been discovered by Dan's wife and all that drama… Oh, that bit didn't worry Kate at all, it wasn't her problem. But the aquarium, yes… Yes, that was a good place to be to watch her swimming around in the tank, fronds of water plants waving, bubbles streaming from the device in the corner, keeping the blue-framed tank well-oxygenated. She was surrounded by lots more tanks, of course, but Kate wasn't interested in them.
She was only interested in the catfish that had a male wrapped around her, fins tucked in close, though Dan didn't seem to be putting up much of a fight either. As Kate watched, lips quirking up on one side in a smirk, the male catfish released a startling jolt of electricity, shocking Dan and forcing her to release his eggs at the same point that he released his sperm.
“There you go… Good girl…"
The catfish could not hear her, but Kate knew that Dan was still in there, flailing, hopeless, perhaps even fading. She had not transformed anyone into a fish like that before and it would take a lot more study of the catfish through the glass to tell exactly what could come of that little experiment. But she had plenty of time, the sanctuary running smoothly with or without her there, for she had plenty of loyal staff members through which she could ensure the day-to-day work got done.
She took her time, even though filming with her phone did not provide the best quality, which was a shame. Only when the catfish was done and resting on the sandy bottom of her tank, did Kate grin more widely, checking that there was no one else around and turning her phone around so that the screen faced the tank.
“Oh, but, Dan," she crooned. “You can't be tired yet… Not when you have such a lovely, fishy suitor in there with you. He might be one of my creations or he might not be… Who is to say? But you'll be spawning many, many more eggs with him! Look at how well your sons are getting along too!"
The catfish waved a fin, as if tired, but it was impossible, as yet, for Kate to take in what the fish was thinking, what they were feeling. Oh, how she wished that she could see things through Dan's eyes, all so she could torture her more than ever before. There was nothing sincere or sweet in her, after all, not when she could have control and power. There were far better things than lightness and politeness and kindness, at least to her, and it was only what ruled in Kate's world that was important to her.
On the screen, of course, the recordings of Dan's sons' incestuous activities played in HD, smoothly streaming where she had had them uploaded to the cloud. Of course, the foxes had not known she was there, earlier and earlier still, recording them in the bushes, how Paul had shoved his nose under his brother's tail and lapped and lapped and lapped, swirling and twisting his tongue around. It hadn't seemed to matter whether his tongue was playing over her anal ring or the slit of her sex: Paul had pleasured her either way.
Kate had ensured, in her own way, that a supply of the serum in oral form was placed in their food, when they were fed, so that they wouldn't be able to control their horniness, their arousal. She could have played it both ways back and forth, ensuring that Ricky had more sometimes than Paul, but that was something she wanted to see if she could pull into position now that Ricky had given birth. If she could make them think that them fucking one another was entirely their own decision… Mmm… There was little more twisted that she could possibly come up with!
Or could she? It was nothing more than a challenge for her. She just wanted to see how far she could push things, all in her twisted little world, a world that she had designed and entirely controlled, all for herself.
As the foxes on the screen practically screamed and yelped in that fox-ish fashion, forcing the catfish father to watch, Kate smirked.
“I'll keep you updated, Dan, don't worry. Until you can be reunited with your sons and have all the pleasure that your kinky, shocking little heart could ever desire… Won't that be fun?"
Dan didn't think so. Dan didn't think that would be fun at all.
But, like so many others that Kate had dominated and controlled, she didn't have any choice in the matter.
She never would ever again.