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"A complete Examination?" Jennifer pined inquisitively.

"Yes #56687, the truth of the matter is that an examination should have been performed once your metamorphosis was complete; however, one of the onsite psychiatrists felt that given your youth and inexperience with sex, it would be better if you were to be mated first."

"You people are sick, do you know that? Just yesterday I was living with my Dad and his roommate, and today I'm in a cellar, a half fox, half human monster, and lost my virginity to hormones I can't even control."

"This is fantastic #56687, and I'm sure we'll have more time to review your case in the future; however, for the time being I'm going to have to ask you to come with me."

Knowing that Dr. Siricott was likely guarded still by whoever had dragged her down here, she was in no mood to find out just how quickly they could respond if he were to scream for help. She decided that for the time being, she would tolerate whatever inquisition he was looking to put her through. As she stood to get out of the small bed in the chamber, she felt a strange feeling in her stomach, like it was turning. She quickly looked down and saw that some of Darien's cum was leaking from her swollen lips on to her inner thighs. She quickly glanced up to see that Dr. Siricott was paying no attention at all to this.

"#56687, while the concept of mating may be new to you, I can assure you that I am used to all manner of breeding female, the sight of male ejaculate is of no more interest to me than you are my dear."

Jennifer was almost disappointed at the cold reaction the Doctor had. While Darien had been a comforting soul, no one in this establishment seemed to care about her emotions in any of this. She quickly took her finger to her thigh to try and remove it from the delicate fur below, quickly wiping it on one of the bed sheets.

She exited the cell as Dr. Siricott led her down a dimly lit passage way, tracking through small puddles of water and several unknown and frankly disgusting substances.

"So now that this metamorphosis is done and over with and your boy has done his thing, can I have my clothes back?" Jennifer requested in a sarcastically cheery tone.

"Our 'Boy' is far from done with his thing, you will several more mating sessions with your breeding partner before you have completed your regiment. In addition anthropomorphic creatures are not allowed the finer amenities the surface has to offer. This includes clothing."

Jennifer looked down, taking a moment to gaze over her new body in the dim light of the facility. She wasn't a girl who was used to having fancy clothes or all that many clothes to begin with for that matter, but she was at the very least used to having clothing.

"And what if I'm to get cold, I imagine it would be a very bad thing if your 'patients' were to begin to get sick."

"This area is temperature controlled and regulated so that it is a constant temperature at all times. In addition #56687, you may or may not have noticed that you are now covered in a large amount of red, white, and black fur. While never having experienced the feeling myself, I imagine that you are fine in terms of temperature."

With that, they had reached what looked like another elevator. This one was even smaller and more cramped than the one that Jennifer had come in on, barely looking big enough to support the weight of 1 person, half most likely 2.

"Please step onto the elevator; we will be lowering you into lab 1 for your complete examination."

Jennifer wanted to protest, but at this point any will she had to fight had been drained by the copious amounts of sex she had been having recently. She stepped uncertainly onto the grated floor of the elevator, feeling the weird sensation as the pads on the bottom of her feet cushioned her from the elevator. With a sudden jolt, the Elevator slowly began to descend, a small safety gate closing off the entrance to the floor. She watched as the elevator began to pass through several floors, each of them seemingly dimmer and darker than the last, when suddenly a bright light began to fill the small cramped space.

She quickly placed her hand over her eyes to get a better glimpse of what was emitting such a strong light. Her eyes were immediately drawn to what looked like a stadium. In the center was a large bed with stirrups on the side, as well as a small tray with various strange looking tools and equipment. This area was different than the others, everything was covered in stainless steel, and on the second floor of the stadium was simply a ring of glass allowing a crowd to gaze down and view what was happening.

There were lights everywhere, from the ceiling to the sides of the room, quickly highlighting every little detail. The safety gate for the elevator quickly slid back as a voice buzzed in over an intercom.

"#56687 please place yourself in the examination table at the center of the room, and I will join you shortly."

Seeing very little reason not to comply, the young, spry vixen began to move towards the table in the center of the room, stealing glances around her to better get an idea for the scope of this little medical theater. There didn't appear to be anyone behind the glass in the seating section, so apparently this wouldn't be a voyeuristic viewing. As she stepped into the examination table, it immediately reminded her of visits she had made to her gynecologist, with little stirrups for her feet.

Jennifer quickly crawled into the contraption, spreading her legs so that her feet would fit comfortably in the incredibly cold stirrups. Her sex once again began to leak small amounts of semen on to the floor below, creating a sloppy dripping sound the seemed to echo in the otherwise quiet amphitheater.

Suddenly she felt as the stirrups locked her in place, a clicking sound to signify that the metal had snapped around her feet. Dr. Siricott quickly appeared above her head, in his hand a small leather strap which he took across her stomach.

"Please do not panic #56687, this is simply a precaution. We have had other far less cooperative individuals in this very same location, and I am simply quite tired of leaving this examination with battle scars" he said chuckling.

Her heart began to pound, as the feeling of being confined in such a way tapped into the very base of her instincts. Everything in her mind told her to panic. She could feel as her mind began to flash through images, memories of her life. She knew that she wasn't going to die, but she couldn't be sure of what was going to happen to her.

The Doctor appeared again, this time with a large needle and bag in hand. Whatever calm had been holding Jennifer back disappeared with the appearance of the needle. She struggled with all of her strength against the straps holding her onto the table to no avail. She glanced over to see as Dr. Siricott began to insert the needle into her right arm, a sharp pain shooting up it.

"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?" Jennifer screamed.

"Please remain calm; I am simply gathering a sample of your blood for comparison against other test subjects. We would like to know how well you accepted the new DNA in your system."

She watched as the small needle began to pump a small amount of blood into the bag Dr. Siricott was holding. The very sight of it caused her to want to faint, but her desire to escape and the adrenaline pumping through her system kept her very much awake.

Just as suddenly the Doctor left the needle in her arm, hovering around in front to her exposed sex.

"Quite the beautiful creature you are #56687, according to a visual examination of your vulva, your vaginal region is swollen. This would indicate that you are indeed in heat. This is exactly as we had predicted and expected."

He quickly took out a small thermometer looking device from his pocket and flicked it in the air once or twice. He then reviewed the readout on the device.

"In addition, elevated pheromone levels all but confirm that subject #56687 is currently experiencing estrus." He said, seeming to drift off into a monologue. Dr. Siricott quickly began to jot down various things on the clipboard in front of him. Once he had completed his notes, he pulled a pair of gloves from the tray next to examination table.

"Just a few questions before I begin the next phase of the examination #56687, when your breeding partner mated with you, was he able to knot you?"

The question caught Jennifer off guard. Between the terminology and the rather intimate nature of the question, she sheepishly responded "I'm sorry, what?"

"Male Vulpine creatures have an anatomical feature where a large bulge forms at the base of their penis. When you were mating did this 'knot' enter you?"

"Yes" she said in an almost whisper like tone.

She than saw the doctor lower his clipboard, placing it on the tray next the examination table. He adjusted the stirrups on the table, further spreading her legs. He then placed a gloved hand on her inner thigh, rubbing it up along until his hand reached her pubic mound.

"They say that the fur in the pubic region for female anthromorphs is incredibly soft. I've always wondered about the truth to that statement." His voice dropping to a very low and almost whisper like tone.

She watched as he slowly began to slip the glove off of the hand touching her, letting it fall to the floor below. He then ruffled his hand through the fur on her pubic moan, causing them both to elicit a small groan.

"Subject #56687 appears to be carrying male ejaculate from her breeding partner; amount would indicate intercourse occurred multiple times." Dr. Siricott said regaining his cold professional composure, quickly picking the small glove up off the ground and placing it back on his hand.

She could only watch as the Doctor began to insert a single finger into her entrance, pushing past her swollen lips. She felt as he slowly began to move his finger around inside of her. She then watched as he pulled a small tool from the table. It was almost like some sort of small metal clamp. She felt as he inserted the clamp between her pussy lips, using them to spread them further, almost to the point of pain. She cried out.

"I assure you, the pain is only temporary my sweet, this is to best gauge your sexual health and activity" she heard him once again whisper in a calm tone. Picking up his clipboard, and adjusting his glasses he loudly announced "Patient appears to have satisfactory sexual organs to continue to perform expected sexual activities. A 'rigorous' sexual routine is suggested for the purpose of impregnation."

With that, she watched as his gloved hand left her sweet entrance and made its way along her chest and stomach, passing over the leather strap. "Examination reveals that patient may be first to inherit root species additional breast for purpose of child rearing." Jennifer felt as Siricott began to pull at and manipulate one of her nipples with that gloved hand. The touch and caress sent jolts of electricity up her spine, causing her to buck against the examination table.

"Sensitive aren't they sweetie?" He whispered.

He slowly made his way to the two size C globes on her chest, slowly beginning to massage them, passing his finger over the fur covered nipples. She felt as the nipples began to leak a light white fluid, surprising her. Siricott seemed to swipe his finger through the milk, and quickly ran it through her soft belly fur.

"Patient demonstrates early capability to produce lactic fluids. #56687 is highly recommended for repeated breeding list; consider species outside of Vulpes Vulpes."

He quickly stepped out from between her spread legs, and stepped next to her side, leaning over and whispering into her ear.

"You think the knot was interesting, you're going to love the wide assortment of creatures that you tickle and please your fancy. We even have a few leopards here visiting from Dome 127; they have quite the interesting... genitals. It would be a shame if you weren't allowed to breed with at least one for your own sake."

With that, the Doctor resumed his examination, passing a small wand over her stomach and lower abdomen. The little wand seemed to make little quips and beeps as it passed over her.

"Mesioscope confirms the presence of at least one fertilized egg, and several eggs which have yet to be fertilized. Additional breeding will likely be required."

"WHAT!?" Jennifer cried "You mean that little wand is telling you that I'M PREGNANT!?"

"Oh no my dear, a fertilized egg does not ensure pregnancy, though it is very likely."

When the Fox she had slept with had mentioned it, she felt as if she could simply shake it off making it through the whole experience without having to worry about any sort of children. But with the confirmation by the little tool the doctor was holding, Jennifer's mind began to swim with the possibility of being pregnant. It's not that she hadn't wanted children later on in life; it's just that it seemed so upsetting and wrong like this.

"I can't be pregnant, that just doesn't make sense," she began muttering to herself.

In her muttering she failed to realize the doctor had wheeled a strange device between her legs. It was almost like some kind of pastry bag. She was quickly shocked back to reality as she felt the nozzle of the end of the bag enter her.

"Um excuse me..." she began to say. "It is a bag filled with the seed of several of our breeding red foxes, this is a more efficient process for delivering that seed" cutting her off with that same cold and uncaring tone.

She felt as the device between her legs began to vibrate, the tip slowly making its way back and forth in and out of her entrance. It was like a slow and progressive jackhammer, each time a small ridge on the top of the nozzle would slap up against her clit. Her tired and sore passage began to stretch to accommodate this strange plastic creation, making its way in and out of her.

She felt betrayed by her body as jolts of feeling shot through her leg and spine, each time the machine between her legs would bring her to the peak of climax and then slow back down. She wanted to say something, wanted to ask what the hell it was that was invading her, but she was to distracted by the motion inside of her. It rubbed against her, making her ears and nipples tingle with warmth. She slowly began to grip at the sides of the examination table, trying to pull up on non-existent fabric.

It felt as if the device was pushing into her stomach, feeling as it began to warm up inside of her. Each thrust getting more and more forceful, with the large plastic bag behind the nozzle sloshing on a holding device between her legs. She began to moan, wanting it deeper inside of her, trying to push herself down upon it. As it speared her swollen entrance, with sweat pouring off of her fur onto the surface below, her body was racked by its first orgasm. She couldn't even begin to describe the sensation.

It was as if every nerve in her body was firing at once, her breathing and heart rate at increasing with each time her tunnel squeezed on the invading object. She felt as if she had to pee, noticing as liquid began to leak from her entrance on to the floor of room. As she was brought to orgasm, she watched as the small nub which had been brushing against her clit seemed to inflate like a balloon, quickly feeling her entrance, stretching her to her absolute limits.

Had she not been experiencing such extreme pleasure, it could have been painful. That's when she felt it, like a fire hose had been turned on inside of her. Her insides quickly began to fill with rope after rope of incredibly hot and sticky cum. With each new jet of cum filling her tunnel, she responded in kind by milking the device between her legs with all her might. She felt as if she would explode, as the seal at the end of the device was preventing any of the seed from escaping.

She felt as if she had just run for 10 miles, her head swimming in a mix of adrenaline and ecstasy. A sort of haze seemed to overtake the room. Siricott continued to take notes, but Jennifer could care less. Her mind swam in a maze of emotions and pleasure. She was totally out of contact with the world, simply riding wave after wave of pleasure as the device continued to pump into her.

She must have sat on that table for what felt like hours, Siricott taking various samples and measurements. She only remembered brief sections of it, to overcome with the raw surge of pleasure that had overtaken her. Finally the moment came when Siricott released the leather strap and released the stirrups.

"#56687, you must return to your cell until the results of this test are confirmed by lab work."

Jennifer simply nodded, stumbling to get off of the table. She walked back towards the rickety elevator which had brought her to this examination. She noticed suddenly out of the corner of her eye, a shadowy figure watching from the seating above; however, the second she saw it, it seemed to have realized it had been caught and quickly walked into the shadows.

"Huh..." Jennifer could only ponder.

[To be continued]