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Lupa's nails scratched the metal vent shaft as she crawled along its inside, trailing her tail in the dust, as her ears came to rest flat against the cold ceiling.

Her eyes dilated, yellow and glowing, as the buzzing of the distant furnace radiated warm air onto her backside.

"I'm coming, Lisa," she whispered, briefly peering through each vent she passed, looking into office after office for her old flame.

* * *

Officer Lisa Michels sat down the picture frame with a disaffected grimace, shaking her head.

"What are we doing here, Max? Why doesn't the Chief let loose on the choke chain? We should be out there making a difference in this street war." she complained.

The black officer stuck his hands in his pockets and looked down at his knees. "I know, kid. Those things are butchers and cop-killers. I'd love the order as much as anyone who knew Mitch... but she's gone, and no amount of bullets is gonna bring her back to us... and on top of that..."

He looked to make sure they weren't being overheard, and then lowered his tone.

"I'm hearing rumors that the government's callin' in a state of emergency over this... calling it some kind of 'outbreak'."

Her tone took a turn for the concerned. "You don't think they'll bring in the military, do you?" she whispered.

"These things ain't natural, Lisa. Think they're like some kind of secret project the government's tryin' to cover up. I doubt we'll hear a word about this in another month. Strings are bein' pulled from high up, and it's not just the police getting hushed... just..."

"Stop, Max. I don't want to hear about more conspiracy theories. Just... please tell me this'll be over soon, and I won't have to lose another good officer."

"I wish, kid." he replied somberly. "Thinks sure ain't lookin' good for the department. I just wanted to let you know, I miss her too."

"Yeah, sure you do, you old fart." she said toughly, putting up her best fake smile. "Get some rest, we're not down and out until the Chief tells us to throw in the towel and start knitting sweaters. SWAT will have its moment of glory."

"Yeah... but if you don't mind, I'm gonna look over the report... you know which one. Maybe there's something about her disappearance we missed..."

He could tell it was the wrong thing to bring up--her expression returned to pained regret. He sighed, and quietly backed out of the room, rather than rub anymore salt in the wound.

* * *

The office stood silent for a few minutes as she paged through the latest string of emails forwarded to her on the subject of the monsters.

Then, an unfamiliar voice came, from behind her, asking;

"What would you do to see her again, alive and well?"

The officer stood from her seat, and drew her pistol, whipping toward the mystery querent.

"Freeze. What are you doing--"

The hand pushed down on the gun, and a second drew around her shoulder.

"That's not necessary yet, Lisa." the monster whispered. It was another wolf-creature. Tall, around six foot one, clearly female. Its warm fur was pressed against her as it embraced, and she felt its numerous teats against her.

The creature's grip was deathly strong, and she squirmed at first, but when it did not seem to cause her harm, she looked up at it.

It was a wolf's head on a human trunk, though it had a head of hair--white and shoulder width, with a broad pair of lupine ears. Its eyes were terrifying yellow and black orbs... but...

It was hugging her!

"What the hell are you doing? Get off me, let me go!" she screamed, squirming.

The creature, surprisingly complied, and even raised her hands to let the officer aim her weapon.

"Are you going to shoot me before you've asked how I know your name?" the wolf woman asked.

"You were listening to that whole conversation, monster, I'm not stupid." the officer said disgustedly.

"That's not all I know about you, Lieutenant Lisa Michels, secret girlfriend and upcoming fiancee to Michelle Masters." the wolf woman said in an oddly familiar voice. "Shall I bring up all our outings, or the racket the brass put up when we both slunk into the same P.D. together and word started getting around?"

"Fuck..." Lisa whispered, the truth dawning on her at last. "Michelle... holy shit, is that you?"

"Well, what's left of me, anyway," Lupa muttered, stamping her robotic left leg down and squinting at it. "The wolves that got me tore off my leg, mauled me up a bit, and then gave me their special makeover." she muttered.

"So you're... one of them now?" Lisa asked, disgusted a bit... and then curious. "What does it... feel like?"

The she-wolf left her reminiscing behind, and smiled sadly at her lesbian lover.

"I'm not going to lie, Lise. It feels good. Really, really good. Like I got torn apart and put back together a new creature, with a bigger, better purpose than I had back when I was... me."

"Can I... touch you?" Lisa whispered, tears forming in her eyes.

"Yeah... yeah, you can touch me..." Lupa replied, softly.

The blonde, human officer put away her gun and raised a bare hand toward the wolf's head, drawing slowly closer, approaching her tentatively like she would a stray dog. She layed it on the side of the creature's muzzle, felt her thick long lips, and her whiskers--touched her cold nose... and then drew in for another embrace.

"Oh Mitch... dear god... you're not human anymore. You're an animal..."

The wolf ran a clawed finger through her lover's ponytail, and wrapped her right arm around her waist.

"People are changing out there, Lisa. They're becoming part of this family... another breed of people, who want to live as much as humans do... I..."

She choked up a sob, tried to let human tears flow, but they came out thick and mucousy, hardly running the breadth of her face before they caught in her thick bluish green fur.

"I'm having kids, Lisa... I'm pregnant with wolves... I've made people become like me, too. And I don't think I want to stop... so I... I decided to do something stupid. Do you understand what I'm saying?"

"Something stupid, Mitch... what do you mean?" the officer asked, perplexed.

"I'm giving you the chance to kill me... make us the bad guys. I'll even make it look like I couldn't control it--like I attacked you, and you killed me in self defense. Then you can work with the P.D. and take the rest of us down..."

She bit her lip--an odd sight for a wolf's mouth--it came out like pulling her upper lip in under her teeth--as she remembered Richter. For the first time since her rebirth, her body was beginning to feel foreign, as human memories resurfaced. What she was doing risking it all like this--was it love, or carelessness?

"God, Mitch... I... what if I don't want to kill you? What happens then? Will you just go back to being one of them? Killing people and eating them?"

"The man I'm with... the wolf... his name is Richter. He loves me, Lisa. I'm going to have a family with him..."

The officer choked up, not certain of what to say...

"I want you to be a part of my family, if you're not going to kill me. I came here to take you back with me, really. I'm offering this choice to you because of what you mean to me, not because I think you'll refuse and just come along with my plans willingly." she whispered, hanging her tail between her legs and dropping her ears.

"God, Mitch, you always say the stupidest things." Lisa finally replied, mustering up her strength. "I can't kill you--I've been spending the last three weeks trying to fucking avenge you--and now I find out you're alive?"

There was an uncomfortable moment of silence between the two women, as they exchanged a look of sad longing for one another.

"It won't be the same as before, will it?" Lisa asked.

"No... I'm afraid not... when it's over... you'll... you'll be my daughter, not my mate." Lupa said, regretfully, dragging her natural paw against the carpet.

The petite aryan woman swallowed, her blue eyes closing and then opening again. She put a hand to her forehead.

"I'd be happier with you than without you," she muttered. You're sure you can't turn yourself over, and hope they find a way to change you back?" she pleaded.

"I don't want to go back anymore, Lise..." Lupa wept. "I love Richter, and our pack. I don't want to be a human again--and you know what they'll do to me--I'll be dead and on a dissection table before they even bother to think about what cop I used to be."

"Then take me with you." the officer said, resolutely, dropping her arms to her sides and standing there as if she were about to get a medical examination. "Just tell me what to do... to be... a wolf."

"Alright... baby." Lupa whispered comfortingly. "If you trust me... I'll make you my first daughter in the whole pack."

"I don't... don't know that I like this, but it beats thinking you're dead when you're still out there, murdering people," the rogue officer croaked.

"We don't think of it as murder--Lisa... eating is a necessity, and your people are trying to kill us just as much as we are you. Does it make a difference who started attacking who?"

"Wolves... real wolves don't eat humans." Lisa murmured.

"Real wolves also have a very hard time surviving around humans," Lupa spouted, seizing her lover firmly by the shoulders, and pressing the downturned bridge of her muzzle into her face. "You think just because you're human, you're special enough to survive, while everything else dies out?"

She stared resolutely--the wolf's eyes into the human's, yellow meeting blue--an outrageous contrast.

"Something will rise up to threaten humans, with the same will to live that makes humans threaten everything else." the wolf mother uttered passionately. "The difference is that unlike humans, they won't cite that it was the right thing to do, if they have any sense," she bitterly cursed. "Assuming of course that there's anything left to challenge humans, come the turn of the century."

"You've taken a shine to this awfully fast, Mitch." Lisa whispered, unbuttoning her top, and turning her back to her partner.

"I became a stubborn wolf, and nearly forgot I was once human too." Lupa replied, gently digging in with her nails. "It was necessity that brought us back together, but it was you who brought back my memory." she added.

"What do you want me to do then?" her partner asked.

"We'll have sex of a different sort--sex that'll bring you into the pack, bind you permanently to our united will." Lupa said.

The woman strode to the door to make sure it was firmly shut, and no one was around to hear. The office was on the third floor of the building, and somewhat isolated in a back corner hallway--but there were still officers around, and Max could always come back.

"Right here... like that one time?" she whispered, blushing.

"First, I want you to kiss me--and don't be surprised when things become a little strange. It'll all make sense soon." Lupa added.

Opening her blouse, Lisa Michels tenatively approached her strange lover, and raised her face to the creature's snout.

She, in turn, took her leathery-padded hands, curled her nails gently into the skin on the nape of her neck, and put her wet, black, lupine lips to the soft pink ones of her partner.

Almost immediately, she regurgitated the slender, cool, serpentine piece of cable and wires, containing gene-altering nanites, programmed for the conversion. It filled her throat and mouth--borne from some device in her body that even she didn't quite understand--and wriggled like a snake, tickling the roof of her mouth, her tongue, and the inside of her cheeks, before prying its way out from her begrudging jaws, and into her lover's lips, which it pushed between with a snakelike head of silver ports and connectors.

The icy thing that entered her lover's mouth squirmed as she held her tight and reached under her pants from the back, feeling up her butt. Lisa squirmed momentarily, and then began compulsively swallowing the thing like a cock, inch after inch undulating... until finally its entire length had slipped down into her, filling her belly with coldness.

She choked up a cough and tried not to throw up on her partner. "Damn, Mitch... what the hell was that?!" she asked, somewhat angrily.

"Shh... it's starting..." Lupa whispered. "Don't worry, we won't have to do that anymore... hurry, take your pants off."

"Oh... oh... man..." she crooned, embarassingly, as she let out a fart. "What is this thing doing to my insides, I feel all nauseous..." she said, pulling her shoes off, and letting her pants slide down to reveal her lacy panties.

"Just let it do its job, honey." Lupa comforted, opening her silver crotchplate, and extending her black, psuedo-penis, which looked like a silvery-studded dildo. She turned to show it off to her partner, and got a priceless look of awe and dismay.

"Fuck, Mitch, they gave you a cock too?!" she cried sharply. "What do you have to do, pound me with it?"

"Pretty much." the would-be hermaphrodite shrugged. "Hey, don't blame me... but it is kind of cool. I can sort of feel with it, too... even though it's not exactly an honest-to-god dick."

"I... holy shit..." the cop whispered, bringing her right hand's fingers up inside herself... "I want that... in me so bad all of a sudden... even though it's wrong..."

"There's nothing wrong about what's happening--you're mistaken." Lupa said resolutely. "Did I say something was wrong?"

The woman's ears perked up suddenly, their shape transformed, triangular bells of naked skin. She folded them over her head and shook it. "N-no... nothing's... oh god..." she said, beginning to cry as she brought her blackening fingers to her panties, and pulled them off to reveal her firm wet lips, in a bush of blonde hair that was gradually spreading and growing less and less wirey by the second.

Red circuitry patterns etched themselves up and down her arms and legs, glowing and pulsing with neon light. What had been skin gradually began to scale over with black, marble-luster metal coating. Her fingers and toes terminated in bright silver claws.

Her mother sat down, taking her arms from her daughter's back, and patted her hand on her leg...

Gradually, slowly, she sat upon her mom's cock, sliding it inside herself, feeling that it was strangely both hot and cold--a warm under layer coated over with cold ribs of silver metal.

They rocked together, getting the probe deeper into Lisa's body, until they were fused together as one. What had been a slender shaft started to swell and press tight, forming a hard knot in her body.

She gasped, feeling her spine stretch, as a small tail began to form and hang over her mother's legs.

"I... I'm a wolf." she whispered.

"Getting there, sweetie," her mom replied, playing furtively with her breasts--the six that had added their number to those that had come before. She drew her daugher's bra up over her head--threw it away together with her shirt, and began to pant in arousal.

"Oh jeezus, Mitch... I could do this forever..." she gasped hornily, feverishly, as they ground into each other, as she pulled her partner out of the chair with what strength she could still muster, clumsily, still conjoined. The she-wolf followed her lead, and began rocking her hips back and forth, pumping like a male, mind full of lust for her spawn, as blonde fur filled out her naked backside, contrasting with her four black metal limbs and pelvis, which had almost thoroughly converted to mechanical metal.

She licked the nape of her daughter's neck, caressed her as she brought her to the ground on her knees, pounding away. She stifled the urge to howl in delight, as the changes progressed.

Lisa's face stretched. First, her nose pushed forward with her entire upper lip, rolling like a tidal wave in reverse. Her nostrils broadened, as the skin morphed, turned black and wrinkly, and cool.

"I'm a wooooooolffff!!!" she sung, as suddenly, something bit sharply into her genitals.

The machine-cock had deposited a chip in her body--embedded it upon her clitoris, like a piercing--and soon she felt its strong effects, as her mother shot her load of nanites into the girl, and cables intertwined them passionately together by the legs and arms, plugging into tiny ports in places along her backside--which had grown entirely covered in a black metal armor around her spine.

"There you go, honey... not much left to go now... just relax for a second while I pull out..." the mother whispered to her child.

"Ohhhhhmygod..." her progeny crooned, as the cock contracted quickly and slipped from her wet black cooze. "Why do I feel so horny for this, Mitch? Was it like this for you?! AHHHH!!!"

She screamed as numerous tubes surged from a pair of metal flaps that were closing over her backside, and shot up into her vulva. The entire array sealed itself tightly around her crotch, like a chastity belt, preventing further sexual outings... and yet she continued to writhe in ecstasy, and had yet to reach plateau, as the human skin surrounding her tail shred bloodlessly in ribbons letting loose a long, slender black cord, tipped in a rubbery mace with a needle at the end.

She squatted, feeling her legs and arms shift and transform mechanically, making her into a quadruped in mere seconds, as her jaws continued to stretch out into a whiskery snout, and she sung.

"I'm a wooooooooooolffffff!!!!" she cried, tears of joy running down her face as fur coated her changing skull, and her head of human hair shed entirely.

"Yes... you are, baby." her mom said quietly, happily, fishing a finger under her baby's thick black lips to help pick out the human teeth that she would no longer need, and to help her new metal fangs grow in place.

Soon, Lisa was indestinguishable from an animal... the officer of minutes before had fallen entirely under the cybernetic werewolf's spell.

"How does it feel?"

The woman's mind blinked back into existance--realizing where she was--how her limbs would not bend at angles that she was used to--how it was comfortable to lope on all four legs, and to hold her head at an entirely foreign angle, parallel with her backside.

An overpowering urge to urinate filled her mind with incomprehensible lust, and she heeded it thoughtlessly, as the tickle of pleasure quickly ascended to orgasmic levels. Something had been rewired, thanks to the chip that now lay sealed snugly within her protected vagina, and it was taking the urge to piss to new levels. Soon, she could hear a massive torrent running into a tank in her armored pelvis, and something stranger yet happened--

She walked to squat over in the corner almost autonomously, and began spraying warm wolf piss like an aerosol, from an outlet in her backside, beneath her lowered tail.

"Is this--is that normal?" she asked Lupa, embarassed.

"You'll learn to like it a lot, my new Omega." she whispered, kneeling to kiss her blue-eyed child with several licks on her left ear, which had filled with creme fur.

"My name is Lupa now... and I am your mother. Let us propogate our pack together, as one."

The two relished their passionate reunion together, before planning the next phase in their life cycles--and the overthrow of humanity.