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"You know that is highly unprofessional, Miss Breyer." came a gruff, unamused voice.

Melissa's eyes went wide as she hastily stood up from her chair, hastily shutting down her monitor in a futile attempt to hide her embarrassment. Her golden fur was a blur as her nimble claws hit the keyboard shortcuts to close out the video feed she had pilfered from the archives.

"Miss Breyer, you are aware the unauthorized data access is a breach in security that can be punished with a reduction in both grade and pay depending on the severity?"

The yellow foxgirl only nodded. She readjusted her glasses and pulled her labcoat around her. "Understood, Mister Bordelon." she said to the ferret bearing a security badge standing in front of her.

"I am aware that Specimen 1412 is a matter of immense interest, but it was for the sake of preserving Professor Hathaway's privacy and dignity that the security tapes of the interrogation were placed under Classified status." said the security guard. "Don't let your curiosity cost you your job, Miss Breyer."

The foxgirl nodded, "Terribly sorry, Mister Bordelon. It won't happen again."

"See to it that it doesn't, Miss Breyer. Or I will give your job to someone who can follow instructions."

Growing indignant, but swallowing her pride, she just nodded again. "Crystal clear, sir."

"Good." the ferret said, turning around and walking off.

Once the Security Officer was out of eyesight and earshot, Melissa's tail swished happily as she slowly reached behind her laptop and removed a small flash drive, which she tucked into her bra for safekeeping. She went back to typing happily, content to go on with her day as the prospect of some "private viewing" of Professor Hathaway's ordeal when she got home. Specimen 1412 was a matter of immense interest, though Melissa's interest in the matter was pleasure, not business. She could not help but secretly hope that one day, she might be asked to interrogate Specimen 1412...

****

Deep within the confines of Site 24, Alexander awoke to a large, steel room. He was still formed as a mass of purple tentacles, his true form. Having no eyes or ears, his senses were limited solely to that which he was born with, the ability to sense heat. He saw nothing but cold steel all around him, except a rectangular object hung in the corner of the ceiling. He shifted a few eyes on some of his tentacles, and used his recently acquired eyesight to gaze at the only object in the room that wasn't cold.

He was greeted with the sight of a security camera, and he immediately shifted back into his catboy form. His mass wriggled and writhed as he distorted and changed color as well as shape. With a loud squelching sound his mass had compressed itself back into his regular looking form. He smiled and waved to the camera. Alexander liked to put his best foot forward.

A voice over the PA system thundered through the room, the sound amplified by the steel walls all around him. "Good, Specimen 1412. You are awake."

Alexander nodded. "Yeah... I guess I didn't make my point that I have a name, then?"

"You broke the confines of your holding cell and assaulted your interrogator."

Alexander closed his eyes, smirking heavily to himself as he nodded with a very pleased look in his eye. "Ah, the dear Professor Hathaway. I do hope I did manage to unwind her a bit... she seemed to uptight, hehehehe..."

"Professor Hathaway is no longer your concern, Specimen. You will remain in confinement until you answer all of our questions. Noncompliance will result in disciplinary action. Your case has been upgraded to Class Five, and the use of Interrogation Appendix J has been authorized."

Alexander rolled his eyes. "And just what exactly does that mean?"

"Noncompliance will result in disciplinary action in compliance with Interrogation Appendix J."

"Of course."

"Now, Specimen. What were you doing infiltrating Site 24 on the day you were captured? What was your goal?"

Alexander glared at the security camera. "I told you. I can't tell you that. Ask me something else."

"Specimen 14-"

"Alexander."

"Specimen 1412. I repeat. What was your intentions when infiltrating Site 24?"

"I can't tell you that!"

"Noncompliance will result in disciplinary action in accordance with Interrogation Appendix J. What were you doing in Site 24?"

"I CAN'T TELL YOU THAT!"

Electricity wracked Alexander's body, disrupting his shapeshifted form and reverting him to a mass of tentacles. An inhuman cry echoed throughout the large metal room Alexander was confined in. It seemed an eternity before the electrocution stopped, and Alexander slumped to the floor. The PA system echoed again,

"Your confines are tempered steal wired to 14 Kilovolts of electricity. It is advised to cease your noncompliance with protocol, least disciplinary measures be taken again."

"Interrogation Appendix J..." Alexander said, the voice coming from a mouth deep within the mass of purple tentacles trying to right itself. "Lock your subject in a metal room and shock the shit out of him if he doesn't talk. Gotcha..." His voice was weary, and more than a little annoyed.

"Why did you infiltrate our compound, Specimen?"

"I STILL can't answer that."

Another wave of electricity coursed through Alexander's body. His inhuman scream lasted every agonizing second.

"What are your goals regarding Site 24, Specimen?"

"Still can't tell you that..."

Still another shock wracked Alexander's form. The room started to distort and spin as the electricity started to take its toll on him.

"What did you intend to do within this fascility, Specimen?"

"...Y-... I..." Alexander paused, shook his head, and looked at the camera, "Just push the button..."

The tentacle monster was rewarded with a final surge of electricity before his senses blacked out into merciful unconsciousness, away from questions and electrocutions.

****

Melissa Breyer made her way to her apartment with almost a skip. She was very excited, almost too excited as her hands trembled trying to unlock the door. She rushed into her modest apartment and beelined toward her computer, closing the door with her tail. She'd set her purse and her folders on the table, stepping out of her shoes along the way. She threw off her lab coat and almost ripped her shirt getting it off of her. She undid her bra, nimbly grabbing the small flash drive hidden beneath. She let her bra hang, her fingers trembling as she slid the flash drive into her home computer, she'd left it on all day. She'd known that morning exactly what she wanted to do, and the long wait for her computer to boot up would have been agonizingly frustrating on a day like today.

Melissa hastily moved her mouse, often moving too fast and clicking on things she had not intended. Still, without too long of a wait, she navigated into her flash drive and double clicked the little icon that would ensure her prize loaded onto the screen. Her eyes went wide as streaming video footage of Interrogation Room 6 displayed on her monitor. What she wouldn't have given for a large high-definition monitor right then...

The foxgirl felt a rush of heat when she saw the catboy led into the Interrogation room at the end of a tazer rod. The door slammed behind him as he took a seat and waited. Melissa fast-forwarded the tape as Specimen 1412 took his seat and awaited his interrogator. She played the video, watching as Professor Hathaway walked in and took her seat. As Melissa listened to the conversation on the video, she removed the rest of her bra, letting her cream-furred breasts hang exposed.

With growing anticipation, Melissa watched the specimen grow ever annoyed at Professor Hathaway's manner, and she massaged her left breast with her hands. She let out a soft moan, teasing her own nipple as her attention was fully captivated by the video. She watched as Specimen 1412 grew his first set of tentacles, and her breathing quickened, her heart skipped a beat.

She let go of her mouse, and fully committed her hand to massaging her other breast. She ran her hands all over her chest as she felt herself grow hotter and hotter as Alexander proceeded to break the glass between him and Professor Hathaway. Just as the Specimen was approaching a terrified looking Hathaway, Melissa paused the video, and stood up.

She slid her panties and hose down her legs, stripping off her socks in the process. She stepped out of the pile of clothes and sat back down, spreading her legs and placing her feet on the edges of her computer desk, leaning back to get comfortable. She reached forward and pressed play on the video.

As she watched the specimen grab hold of the helpless squirrel girl, Melissa ran her hand down her cream-colored stomach and reached her aching sex. She started to rub her lower lips, slowly and carefully as she watched the Professor be restrained by purple tentacles.

She let out another moan, louder this time as she listened to Alexander's whisperings on the video. "You like cameras, do you, my dear Professor? Well, then..." came his voice, and Melissa let out another whimper. Her pace increased, her fingers worked mercilessly rubbing her nether regions, letting her juices flow in torrents down her legs and soaking her computer chair. She paid it little mind, lost in the throes of pleasure while imagining herself as the one being rubbed by the strange Specimen.

While she watched the tentacle-tongues running over the squirrel girl forced to endure orgasm after orgasm on the camera, Melissa found her own senses blurring together as fantasy began to override reality, and the foxgirl imagined herself as the one on camera being licked and rubbed all over her body. She watched as Alexander grabbed Professor Hathaway's tail, and grabbed her own in response. She closed her eyes as she ran her fingers over her own tail, and concentrated on the sensation. She smiled with her eyes closed, biting her lower lip as Alexander's voice came over the video stream, "Lovely..."

Melissa let go of her tail and set back to work on rubbing herself, her fingers venturing to press on her clit as she felt herself approaching orgasm. She opened her eyes and watched the helpless squirrel on the security footage be wracked with another orgasm, and she began to work her own nether lips with increased fervor.

Her efforts were rewarded as all of a sudden she felt herself tense up, and then all the tension she had built up washed over her in a resounding orgasm that made her see white for a brief moment. She let out a small scream as she came, fluids rushing out and soaking her computer chair as she slowed down her pace. She sighed heavily, allowing the ticklish little tingles of the afterglow soothe her mind as tiny pinpricks dotted her vision. She shook her head, trying to clear the stars from her vision, and it was with a warm, contented smile that she looked to the Alexander being subdued on the video screen.

Her mind was made up. She just HAD to meet him.