Within The Lab: Learning A Lesson
#4 of The Lab
-This happens a bit of time since her poor Ex was taught his lesson. the story series will feature different people the only constant will be the Dr. ;)-
Dr. Ann McNickle's lab had grown in the last year in a half. The money from the backers had come in great quantities and frequency since she had released the video and results of her experiments with Greg. Zoo's and nature centers around the country had set their phones ringing off the hook until she had had to hire more staff to keep up with the demand. Now she had a lab specifically designed for manufacturing their various serums, a lab to hold various reptiles and a third that was for herself and her three interns. The third lab was her own private domain where she could experiment past what they had already had success with.
The security on her lab was some of the best that money could buy. Industrial espionage was a very real threat when she was so close to achieving more then she had ever dreamed. At first it had been just a few break ins, but now they had been reduced to setting up a security guard at the outside fence and two more at the main entrances. It was worth it in the end, even the extra time it took to come into the office was worth the security. Especially since several large foundations had contacted them in the recent years about something larger then reptiles.
Just last week a large truck had rolled up to the front gates delivering what was hoped to be the next great leap for the future of her business. She'd be contacted about a species that was entirely extinct in the wild with only a handful of members in captivity. The Mexican wolf. She'd spent hours upon hours on the phone with various centers and higher ups talking about transportation and if she could deliver. She'd experimented with a few of the larger mammals until she felt comfortable enough to give them the okay. She still had a few worries, but as she was being given two males she had hopes the risk wouldn't be too high.
She rolled her chair towards the cages that had been set up behind her and the pair of brown-grey wolves that were reclining on large fake rocks that had been set up for them. The enclosures opened up into the fenced in yard, but they seemed to prefer to be around company when she was in the office. She'd just gotten off the phone with Jonathan and spent a good long time discussing their business venture together. As far as she knew he was the only one that dealt with or knew about it. He invariably called whenever she was alone in the office or at home after hours to discuss how things were going along.
Today's discussion hadn't been as promising as they had been in the past. He wanted something more than just the reptiles that she had been showcasing. The website had shown a drop in subscriptions lately that had made a dent in the amount of money that was trickling down to her. They wanted something new, something different. She looked over at the wolves that were half drowsing and tapped a finger against the top of the desk. They were the first nonreptiles she'd worked with aside from the practice runs with various canines. She hadn't videoed any of them for the fear that her research would be leaked to the general public before it was successful and patented. An idea started to form in her mind while she leaned forward a few inches.
"DR MCNICKLES?! You in here?!" The voice made her jump and she jerked back with a flush to her cheeks from her own thoughts.
"Terry, I'm here with the wolves." She called back before the harried looking intern pushed through the doors. His face lined with anger and worry both so that she stood up with a push of the rolling chair.
"Terry, what on earth is it? Has something gone wrong?" She felt her chest tense up slightly, if something went wrong now she'd be in hot water.
"I was just looking over the paper work for the dogs we used in the tests. I wanted to make sure I could release the adoption information to the press." Terry stopped and gripped some files in front of him. "Especially since if this works we'll be going public we don't want them pegging us as animal abusers."
"I know, they all found good homes. I double checked with Steve to make sure they were adopted out once the vet gave them the okay." Ann leaned forward a little bit, "Why? Did one of them end up in a bad home?"
"No, none of them went to a home. Steve was supposed to do the application work and placement, but I just went through them. They're false addresses. Every last one!" Terry's voice went up a bit in pitch. "I don't know where these dogs are, I went through them nearly a dozen times and hunted back in the files, but I can't find them!"
"Calm down, Terry, are you sure the papers didn't end up getting mixed up? There was a lot of shuffling around last month." Ann tightened her lips slightly in worry, the animal rights activists would be all over them. Not to mention where the dogs had ended up. "Get Steve down here and I'll sort it out."
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Steve pulled up to the back of the lab and paused as he turned off his car. His fingers curled against the wheel of his car nervously. His palms were even sweaty as he looked up at the white walls of the building in front of him. It wasn't often that Ann called him after work hours, then again with the upcoming project there was more than enough work to spread around. He drew in a breath before sighing it out and swung the car door open. He cursed a little bit when he slipped on the pavement and gripped the car door to get himself rebalanced. This entire night was ruined as far as he was concerned. He had to leave the warehouse in charge of one of his partners and that always made him nervous.
He'd started off years ago working for a few of the smaller gambling rings that were set up all around the city. Some were just the normal card tables and small gatherings in various clubs, but when he'd started working at the lab he found a new line to take his work. When he'd been put in charge of the dogs he found an untapped market in the area in dog fighting. True most of the dogs weren't ready for the fights at first, but after some hard work he'd changed that. He'd been running the fights right under the lab's nose for the past five months and so far he'd made enough money to build up quite a large checking account.
The tall lanky man walked up to the front doors and swiped his security card to get buzzed into the main building. The only lights on were in the hall way and he lazily noticed even the private offices were darkened. That stiff necked Dr. McNickle must have let the staff have the night off for once. She worked most of the people around here into the ground when there was a new project coming up. The wolves were a big enough deal that he'd been working nearly sixty hours a week with the rest of the interns. He had to swipe his card again to get into the main lab where the lights were burning still everywhere except near the back where the wolves cage dominated the room. Though by the look of it they must have been out in the paddock sleeping or whatever they did at night.
"Steve, I'm glad you come down here this late." He jerked a little at the voice behind him and turned to find the good doctor perched on a stool.
"Ahh yes, ma'am, always glad to put in a little bit of overtime." He smiled a little as he tried to stop the nervous flutter he felt.
"Actually it's about some paper work that's missing." The doctor turned on the stool to pull out several multicolored files that normally housed internal documents. "We were going over the records of the dogs we were using a few months ago and there seems to be a bit of a mix up."
Steve shifted at the mild voice and rocked on his feet while he averted his eyes to one side from the piercing green orbs. He opened his mouth to make an excuse but it fell flat when a blue folder was flipped open and laid out on one of the counters. His mouth went dry as he looked at vivid glossy pictures of one of his latest dog fights. The white teeth and gashes of dark red splattered against the fur and over the ring. Several of them were spread out and at least one showed a particularly recognizable dog they'd worked with in the lab. The Dalmatian mix had a splash of black that gave him a half face with one white tipped ear. He tried to work his jaw.
"Ahh.."
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Ann tried to throttle down the rage she felt building inside of her at the sight of the pictures she'd been able to recover. The internet was a many splendored thing and with the right amount of time and patience she'd managed to find photos of local dog fights. At least three of the dogs had come from her lab and she'd recognized them instantly, both from their coloration and in one case the small freeze branded tattoo done on ones ear since he'd been taken from another facility. Each dog was supposedly marked so that if they were placed into a pound or sold they could be brought back here. She took great pride in not disposing of her animals and treating them properly.
"Don't bother with excuses, Steve, there's not a single damn excuse you can give me that would make up for what you've done." She stood up and had to cock her head up to look at him, yet even the differences in height didn't stop her from taking a step forward to nearly make him fall backwards. "You have one chance to salvage this, are any of those dogs still alive?"
"Ye-" He started, but she saw the widening of his eyes and a new surge of anger flared up.
"Don't lie. How could you? These dogs were supposed to go to good homes and you did this?!" Her voice raised up in pitch as she advanced another step.
"Hey, listen, I was in a bad spot! I didn't want to, but I had no choice!" The voice cracked slightly.
"I don't care, those dogs were innocent of anything!" The words rose up in pitch as she walked forward until the man's back pushed against the edge of the counter.
Ann looked over the suddenly reddened face of her intern and the anger meshed with the idea she had been forming while she stared at the pictures from the internet. Her rage had grown each time she had been forced to glance at the pictures. She knew the fate of the dogs that had been entered into the dog fights, she'd found out more than she ever wanted too. How they would be provoked and badgered into turning vicious both towards humans and other dogs. Just the thought of it made her sick. The dogs she'd worked with and known, they'd all known the strokes of her fingers and the sound of her voice. Their lives ended in pain and torment.
She moved her hand into her lab coat pocket and gripped the syringe that she had tucked away there. As her anger had mixed with her worry about making sure that she could keep the lab up and running. Jonathan's words about needing something new, something better to show on the website to attract more viewers rang through her mind. She licked her lips a little as Steve leaned backwards and licked his upper lip. She could see the slight beading of perspiration that had formed from his nervousness. He opened his lips a little bit while his fingers moved to grip against the edges of the counter.
"Dr. McNickle..I..I didn't mean anything." There was a shift of his eyes and she watched as his hand edged towards the mortar and pestle that were near by.
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Steve's heart beat rung in his ears, the panic started to overwhelm him as he listened to the accusations and she shot down his attempts at making an excuse. Her eyes were hard in a way he'd never imagined, cold with anger that seemed to radiate from her. His eyes flickered back and forth trying to see if there were people waiting to take him away. He hadn't seen any police cars out front or on the way in. He hadn't even seen security guards on his way up. What did she want? He knew the doctor was almost annoyingly nice to the rest of the staff, maybe she was going to demand he turn himself in.
"Listen, doc, I told you I didn't mean anything." He edged his fingers towards the heavy marble mortar and pestle that were resting there. "What do you want me to do?"
"I think you need to be suitably punished for what you did." Her voice went a bit softer, "Do you have any idea what those dogs must have gone through? Do you feel ANY remorse or are you just happy to have the extra money in your pocket."
"I needed that money!" He watched as she kept him from being able to slip to one side away from her. "What punishment?! Do you expect me to turn myself in?"
"No, I don't." The words were hissed out from between her teeth almost in his face.
That was it, there was no way he was going to get caught for this. He could get past her and use his connections to disappear for a while. If she thought he was going to get punished just for making spare cash from a few mangy mutts. The animals had it coming; they were nothing but flea bitten animals. He'd tried to find them homes at first, but this doubled his salary with barely any work from himself. He wasn't going to let her take away all he worked with her own conscious. His hand found the smooth stone of the pestle and pulled it up to give a hit against the side of the doc's head when he was stopped.
He missed the movement of her hand, but he caught the second one that went up and wrapped around his shirt and tugged him forward. He swung and missed her by bare inch as he was forced to come chest to chest with the shorter Ann. He tried to pull backwards away from his touch when he felt something pinch right against the curve of his ass. His eyes widened while he freed his hand to move down to find hand pushed against his rump. The edge of plastic before she yanked backwards and the world seemed to turn into something slow and heavy. He stumbled a little bit while the doctor's lips almost hissed an inch from his face.
"You're going to find some of what you've done," For a moment he stared into those normally calm eyes and found them flickered with a darker emotion and heat before the darkness swallowed up his vision.
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Steve woke up with a slight shock at the feel of cold metal pressed against his side, his body felt strangely heavy and refused to work the way he wanted it too. He shifted and arched as he tried to raise up one of his hands only to feel it drop back down again. Something tugged against his wrist and he let out a muffled groan. Had he had too much to drink? He could feel the metal against his naked skin and dimly realized he'd been stripped. His mind tried to piece together the fragments of what had happened as the drug that stilled coursed through his veins ensured that he couldn't quite grasp the fullness of what was going on.
"Ahh and here he is awake at last. Welcome viewers to a very special edition of The Lab. A live showing!" The voice was familiar. Wait..Ann?
He cracked open an eye and found it blurred and darkened until he realized that he was wearing some sort of hood over his head. It was pressed tight against his features so that his nose just barely pushed out the slit meant to allow him to breath. The leather pushed against his lips and sealed them completely as the pressure of the leather made him feel claustrophobic. The slits in the mask over his eyes were just enough he could see that he was in a part of the lab he'd never been in again. He shifted and pulled against the wrist restraints again, his hip was pushed in against the hard metal of the table while he let out a shuddering breath.
"As you can see we have our volunteer here all set up for his transformation." A light feminine hand brushed against the curve of his naked hip. "Now he wasn't comfortable having his face on the web, so we've put a mask on him to keep him anonymous."
Steve shifted and let out a muffled sound, a groan was all that he could get out of his throat and past the mask as the fingers ran along the smooth bareness of his hip. The sound of Ann could be heard moving around the room while he balled his fists up and tried to jerk his legs forward. The restraints bit in against his ankles as he struggled against him. How the hell did he end up like this? Was she actually video taping it?! On the internet? Why the hell would she do that? Was it all just a joke she was pulling to freak him out or to make him feel remorse about the dogs?
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Ann made sure that the camera on top of the computer monitor was positioned with the other four that were trained on Steve and the table. They were all carefully lower then her shoulders so that her face wasn't in view. The last thing she wanted was to be recognized for what she was doing on the internet and the disappearance of her intern be questioned. She'd made the call to Jonathan after she'd set Steve on the table and strapped him down. The conversation had been an interesting one to say the least. Unlike her ex, this transformation was going to be televised. She'd given her backer enough time to send out e-mails to arrange the pay per view event on the web.
It had taken a good few hours to set her former intern up properly on the table. Most of it had been done with Jonathan's reassuring voice telling her what position to put him in. She'd stripped him naked easily enough and ignored the sight of his flaccid shaft draped against his inner thigh while she pulled his arms upwards against the edge of the table. The mask was pulled over his face to conceal him, though that had taken a good hour to locate in the city. The store had sold all sorts of leather gear, but it was the mask she wanted. Even if she really wanted to look through their selection further, she had left with her curiosity unfulfilled. There would be other days.
When he had started to stir she flipped the buttons to start the webcast and watched as the monitors flared to life with different angles of the naked and bound man. She flicked her hair behind her ears as she pulled the tray out from the side of the computer desk. The metal tray held several small bottles and one larger bottle. The cloudy liquid wasn't identified with anything but a series of numbers. She moved her hand to trace along the curve of the hip as she spoke towards the camera's and explained what was going to go on. Her finger tips spread apart and then pulled inwards to feel her nails grazing against the skin.
"Today we'll be introducing a very special serum that we've been developing for the last three months. Today, we're going to introduce a transformation that is quite different from the former experiments with our reptilian subjects." She ran her fingers along the side and felt the form tense as he muffled out protests. "So we're first going to introduce the serum to start the change."
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Steve started to squirm under the constant touch of the fingers against his body. Ann kept speaking to someone that most definitely wasn't him. Was she really broadcasting this? He'd heard about the S&M scene and knew people were into it, but he hadn't thought his boss would be into it. He tried to lift his head up and felt the heavy metal zipper clack against the metal table. His breath was hot against the leather of the mask turning it moist. Was she planning on just beating on him on video and using that as blackmail to get him to turn himself in? At this point he was willing to agree to just about anything if she'd just let him go!
Something cold started to rub against the curve of his hip, the wetness spread around in widening circles. It started right along the curve of his elbow and it felt colder then water. Through the vent of the mask he caught the sudden sharp scent of alcohol under the muskier scent of the leather. It made him twitch slightly as the coldness of the alcohol spread over the afflicted area while Ann kept rubbing in circles. His mind slowly started to sharpen again, though it still remained slow feeling. It was if he were coming out of a deep sleep where his body refused to react quite right to what he was telling it.
There was a small stabbing pain against his arm that he recognized easily enough, he'd donated blood and had it taken often enough to recognize the jab of a needle. He gave an instinctive jerk before he felt something spreading along his arm. It was almost cold feeling so that a tremor ran up along his back and spread over his chest. The room suddenly felt chillier, it wasn't quite as if he was feverish, but it certainly wasn't exactly the same. His breath came out faster against the mask so that his panting sounded loudly in his ears as the needle pulled free of his arm and Ann's voice continued speaking to what he assumed was the cameras.
"Now that we have the first dose in, we're going to offer our viewers a special treat. This specimen has been quite the..naughty boy." He flinched as he heard a strange almost sultry note come from the doctor's lips. What the hell? Was she really getting off on this? "We're going to make sure he enjoys each second of his new transformation from boy to bitch."
The tremors started to come faster, he couldn't control them and it was all he could do to clench his jaws shut so that his teeth didn't rattle any harder. The new needle seemed to find the same place the old one had entered into and he whimpered despite himself. He could feel a feminine arm coming down to hold him right above the elbow to stop his spasms as something else was injected into him. He had no way of knowing what drug it was, he almost didn't want to know! Had she just said boy to bitch? What did she expect to do to him? A horrible thought came to his mind of her neutering him like a dog. She wasn't that sick was she?!
The second drug chased the chill away until it felt as if his blood were heating up in his veins. After the tremors and cold it felt like fire and he muffled a groan from the mask as his back arched upwards slightly. Something wasn't right. He could feel his skin moving along his body while his muscles tensed up enough to start to cramp. His breathing came out hoarsely and he gave a buck of his body backwards only to feel Ann's hands slide down along his inner thigh until one latex covered finger just touched the tip of his flaccid member. She was getting off on this! That sick bitch!
"I hope you enjoy your last few moments as a male, and never forget, you deserve this." Her voice was a husky breathy sound, it almost purred down his spine.
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Ann let her fingers touch against the soft shaft, she rubbed along it lightly and made sure it was in view of the camera so that those watching from home would get a good view of exactly what she was doing. She knew she should play up to them. The more they enjoyed it, the more likely they would tell their friends and clips of this could be sold on the right market. Steve seemed less than thrilled with his position. His head rocked back and forth as if he were trying to shake the mask away from him, his body shuddered as another roll of the drug's effects attacked him.
She drew in a breath of shock as she looked along the skin, she knew the second injection would slow the transformation down. Originally it had been designed to be used with pregnant snakes and a few of the larger lizards to help change the eggs inside of them rather than the violence of a quick transformation. On a larger subject she could see the way the skin rippled and flowed along her former intern's body. It was like watching water as it moved and rolled over the muscles of his back and then down towards his arms. The flow ran towards the very base of his back and over his buttocks so that she released his member.
It was almost nauseating to watch. As the skin rippled it changed color along the line of his spine. The pure pink skin started to darken into first a brown color and then into a deep vibrant black. Edges of brown spread along his sides and crept upwards until it disappeared beneath the hood. She walked backwards away from the table and the muffled sounds of protest and anger that kept erupting from under the hood. The flesh along his stomach started to grow paler and lighter, an almost vivid light pink that caught the eye when it met the darker skin along the back.
"As you can see, the first change in our subject is the skin color that will follow the pattern of fur when it finally grows in." She cleared her throat a little and moved beside one of the computers so she could watch and not block a single view from what was happening. "Where the dark patches are darker fur will grow, while the belly will remain white. Despite the sounds you may here, this part of the process is quite painless to our volunteer, though it may be distressing."
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Steve wanted to be sick, it felt as if he were being rocked back and forth upon the ocean. His skin rolled over his body with strange nauseating ripples along his spine. The doctor's voice was far off as he tried to figure out what she'd given him. Acid? Mushrooms? Something to make him think he was changing? I knew what they did in the lab, but they had just barely gotten to mammals! It wasn't ready yet for humans and the doc was way to moral for that! He arched his spine as much as he could when the heat ran down to play along his loins and to his horror he felt himself partially harden from the sensation of moving skin.
"As you can see, our subject seems to be enjoying himself quite nicely." The voice purred out and he wanted to choke on his own humiliation. "I think we should aid in his obvious desire since it will be his last."
He didn't even know what she meant! His last? Oh god the heat was spreading and he felt his shoulder wrenching forward with a sickening pop that made him scream. It wasn't just pain, it was the unnerving sensation of his joint shifting into an unnatural position. He almost missed the feel of the gloved hand wrapping around him and lubricant being rubbed along the half hardened shaft. He felt himself respond, he couldn't stop himself, the more she rubbed the harder he got. Another popping sensation happened at the shoulder against the table and he almost shrieked out in pain as the bone remolded itself into something different.
The hand moved away from his shaft and something rubbery started to slip down along the very tip of him. The thick lubricating gel made it easy for his crown to push into it as the doctors hand gripped his base and started to wedge it downwards inch by oh so slow inch. It made him buck his hips even as he could feel the burn traveling along his shoulders and spreading towards his hands. His bent elbows started to pulse with waves of pain as they seemed to move closer to his body, he could feel them and the positioning of his fore arms started to grow strange. He couldn't pull them free but he could no longer quite bend them the way the restraints were supposed to let them bend.
"There we go, this should be fitting for him." Ann's voice shocked Steve out his thoughts as he felt himself being forced into a padded lubricated tube.
His cheeks burned as he realized just what it was. It was beyond embarrassing. It was the tube they used to milk the wolves of semen to test if they were fertile or not. He writhed and let out a muffled burst of curse words that fell clumsily from his tongue. The burn didn't leave his cheeks as he heard and felt the bones cracking and twisting. The mask started to grow more confining as his nose pushed against the slit more then had a moment ago. His tongue started to grow flat and broad so that it spilled out of a mouth that was twisting to learn ways to hold it. The pressure grew against his nose until he let out a keening noise.
The intern never could stop his humping forward as the tube suctioned around his shaft, it pulled and milked around him so that he was forced to jerk his hips upwards time and again. His breath came out faster while he tried to shake the mask off of himself. That horrible mask! The doctors hands suddenly pulled against buckles behind his head, he heard the metal hitting against them while his nose started to bruise against the tightly bound leather. Even his ears had started to ache as he felt them against the sides of his head, though they started to feel higher than they should have been. There was a sudden yank and what had been just a slit of partial vision from the eye holes was removed to reveal the room entirely.
The light stabbed at him, it was too bright and he had to squint his eyes as he opened his jaws to yell for help. Instead a garbled snarl spilled out of his twisted lips and he froze at the animalistic noises. It only took a few moments for him to see the computer nearest him. The monitor's full screen had been given over to the view of him on the table and he let out a scream in panic. It came out as a whimper while he stared at the horror he had become. His eyes wide and his jaws partially spread as the pulsing suction of that damned milking tube continued to force his shaft to stand up hard against his groin.
Steve couldn't even see any of himself in the camera's view. His hair had been shortened from just below ear length to short spikes on top of his head. His mouth and lips were distended with the lips themselves having turned a dark black rather than the red they had been. His tongue lolled out long and doggish like, but that was nothing compared to his body. He looked almost mottled, his skin three tones in color and he could watch things moving sickeningly under his skin. His arms had lengthened and he looked down to find himself staring at a pair of obvious canine looking legs. Even as he watched he felt a popping in his fingers as they began to retract on themselves.
The entire view was crowned with the sight of his shaft stuffed into the animal semen collection tube, the suction making him hump at it while the first tears rolled down his face. His mouth continued to grow larger and lengthened until he saw his nose turn a dark black just below his own terrified eyes. The pleasure of the machine working him only added to the humiliation as he watched a beasts muzzle form upon his face. His teeth curved down until he almost bite himself on one of the sharp fangs and sucked his tongue back into his muzzle. This was worse than his imagined possibility of her neutering him. Worse than anything he could imagine.
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Ann held the leather mask between her two hands and watched the half bestial face emerge almost entirely unrecognizable from the man who had walked into her lab. The muzzled formed and tapered while the chest started to accommodate the long forelegs that had started to form. She leaned back on a desk and licked her lips as she watched the form slowly taking shape. It was as if the beasts form was being pulled out of the trapped body and all the while he shamed himself by thrusting as far as he could into the tube. Of course she'd give him the chance, but she wouldn't let him actually reach his peak.
She heard the crunching popping sound a moment before a howling cry burst free from Steve's throat. His thighs shifted and his knee started to pull up as it changed shape into something thinner and the muscles started to tighten and enlarge. The short cries that erupted out of his throat filled the room with a mingling of whimpers and yelps as she leaned herself back against the edge of the table. Her breath came in soft pants while she observed the change along his back. The darkened skin started to slowly show fine hairs growing. It was just a scattering at first, but soon it looked as if the skin were melting under the rippling wave of fur.
Like ice. It was like ice. She vaguely thought to herself. The skin melted and the fur spilled out in a velvet wash of color. The black and brown fur mingled with splashes of tan, the darkest portion of fur created an almost saddle pattern that ran along his back and just over his shoulders. The fur flowed down along his back towards the curve of his ass and as she watched the tail bone started to push outwards from just above the cleft. The long bone started to extend out as fur started to bristle along it while it began to turn into a long tail. The thick plus fur filled out and turned a peppered grey and black while it brushed against the hind quarters.
"Now that he's starting to fully change as you can see by his fur." She let her fingers run along the edges of his hip and felt the thick soft fur that was sprouting upwards beneath her fingers. "We're going to inject him with the sexual reassignment serum."
The doctor picked up another bottle of the serum while she moved her hand up to pull the hind leg up higher in the air. She could feel the bone starting to lengthen under her finger tips as Steve whined out under his breath. When she lifted the leg upwards she could see the fur almost forming a sheath right at the base of the cock. The shaft splattered out hot jets of precum right up against the clear tip of the AV hooked up to him. She probed just under his balls with one of her fingers until she felt the rise just behind the orbs as she readied the injection.
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Steve felt the cracks against his lower legs as his knees started to change. Even as he watched his fingers were pulled backwards until the nails started to thicken and turn into a dark black color. The underside of his fingers..no they were turning into toes, started to form pads. Even at the palm the skin started to thicken and remained untouched by the tan fur that started to spill along his form. His tongue licked out until he felt the pad of his nose. He could feel each and every tooth in his changed muzzle while he watched the screen that captured his torment. As he watched his pale hazel eyes started to bleed into deep amber that leaked into the whites as the sockets reformed.
The pressure started to change around the tube that suckled around his shaft and his changed hips arched forward to partially thrust into it. His paws scrabbled against the table so that he could hear the claws brushing against the metal table. The pressure of the tube around his cock started to grow so that he was actively trying to hump into it. He could watch himself on TV shamelessly trying to drive himself into the tube. His body far beyond half changed, most of what had made him human melted away into his body. The white fur of his belly was travelling downwards and started to spread out along the inner thighs.
One of his legs was gripped as the doctor spoke and his eyes flared open wide. What had she just said? He tried to pull his legs free from the restraints and barely managed to stir them from the cuffs as something brushed against his heavy balls. The movements made his cock jerk up a bit harder; despite the threatening words he started to grow more and more aroused. Something stung against the flesh just behind his balls so that he yelped out in pain and shock. It started to push downwards until he felt liquid exiting from the syringe and into his balls. They felt swollen as the heat rushed through them and he whined out breathily.
The man changed wolf wanted to thrust harder against the pulsing squeezing sensations of the tube that pulled around him. Each breath came out in little huffs and whines while he could feel splashes of precum erupting out of the tip to stain the inside of the tube. He looked like one of the animals they worked on and he heard the sound of his own panting. His balls started to feel tighter, the pressure grew as the moments past until all he wanted to do was cum. Each pulling suckle of the tube made his back arch and his hind legs scrabble against the metal table. His lips went back until he saw the white sharp canines from his changed muzzle.
Steve felt himself building up, his stomach tightened as his balls drew up against his body and his humiliation wasn't enough to stop him. The knowledge that who knew how many viewers were going to watch him cum like a common animal. Yet as his balls drew up they pulled up against the soft fur between his legs and started to continue upwards. He could feel them being pulled INTO his body so that he started to twist and snap his jaws franticly. A set of arms wrapped right under his neck and the hand wrapped around his muzzle forcing it to snap shut. His loins were burning, it was building. It almost felt as if he was about to cum, but it wasn't right!
He could see the screen and it spared him nothing. His cock started to pull back from the tube that was sucking around it. Where it had been bulging with the base swelling outwards in a strange knot, it was now rapidly shrinking. His stomach started to burn as the balls pulled into his body, the camera showed them rapidly disappearing until he was as smooth as a neutered dog. He jerked his head back while he tried to smack into Ann's head to force her to let go of him. Oh god, he just wanted it to stop. His cock was shrinking down by the moment, the pulsing squeezes that had brought him so close to pleasure that he could almost taste his orgasm were barely felt.
The cock pulled back and started to grow thinner, but even more sensitive. He yelped and tried to force the hands to let his jaws open but suddenly a mesh muzzle was forced over his snout. His cries were muffled as his cock disappeared entirely into his body. The tube fell off with a clatter with his precum still splattered against the inside of it while the ridge of fur and flesh started to roll upwards between his loins. A pair of thick lips pulled together to come into a pointed tip. It was spade shaped as what was left of his cock pulled backwards between the folds. He struggled against the muzzle and twisted it back and forth wildly before he let out a muffled howl.
No, not he. Oh god, she'd been turned into a bitch! A real bitch! She flattened her ears against her head while she tried to pull her thick tail between her legs to hide the very sight of her shame. Her ears burned in a hot flush and her eyes started to water. It took everything she had to hold back tears that threatened to spill down along the furred cheeks. Where a man had rested on the table now nothing more than a wolf bitch was bound down against the table. Her eyes were wide over the ridge of her muzzle. Then like a premonition of doom Ann's voice came from somewhere above and behind her.
"Now then, that was an exciting evening wasn't it folks? Tune in tomorrow where we'll be introducing a new and experimental breeding system to our new friend." The fingers rubbed their way through her long thick fur and she tried to shrink away from it. " I can assure you, it will make tonight's show pale in comparison."
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