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The bright lights on the ceiling spilled harsh white light around the impeccably cleaned room and enhanced the white tiles of the floor and the painted walls. It was completely empty save for a series of steel doors interspaced along one wall and a padded leather bench that was set up bolted to the floor. There were no windows to hint at the time of day or even if it were the same building that the captive had come to know. Only the faint hum of electricity coming from the overhead lights broke the monotony of the room. Jeremy struggled against the hold of the restraints that had been fastened over his back and wrapped around his arms. The position his body had been forced in was unnatural and put a strain on his back and the curve of his hips.

His forearms were pressed down flat in front of him and buckled into place. His elbows were tucked in against either side of his chest so that his shoulders were forced upwards at a sharp angle that made his joints scream in protest. His back was arched up and strained against the black leather straps so that they rubbed red welts against his pale skin. His legs had been forced up beneath him in a strange crouching fashion that made his muscles burn with fatigue. There was nothing comfortable about the way he forced to crouch and everything ached. He could feel sweat breaking out over his brow as he subtly shifted against the bonds. He was barely able to relieve any of the strain placed on his form and he whimpered out softly under his breath.

The woman had to be to blame. He had spent so many weeks in the cramped dark cage with the man who'd hired him on and the second in command. At first it had been tolerable when Jessie had been there to talk to and try to make plans to escape. Randal and Marco blamed himself and Jessie for being caught; a fact that irritated him to no end. Marco had been running this particular so long with his son, Randal, that they had both become irritatingly sure of themselves. There was little wonder that they'd finally been caught. It had all been a matter of time. He personally blamed Randal for the fact they'd been found. The little son of a bitch had been mouthing off too loudly in town so word had to have come up to this place about what they'd planned to do. Jessie had agreed with him.

I wonder if he'd still agree... The thought was a somber one and Jeremy squirmed slightly in discomfort as he recalled the last time he'd seen his fellow hunter.

His mind refused to believe what he'd seen. It had been so strangely surreal and utterly wrong that he could only assume that it had been some sort of CGI trick. He'd watched helplessly as his friend had been thrown into a paddock and changed into something else entirely. He'd seen movies with werewolves and similar creatures, but he'd never seen it look so painful or so strange as it had in the slow focused way that the body had shifted. He had heard bones crack and watched them shift beneath the skin until he'd felt sick. He couldn't fathom what had happened or why the woman who'd captured him had decided to show it. But Jessie had never come back. He'd tried asking others about where he'd gone, but the other two had refused to talk about what they'd seen. The people that brought in food never said a word.

After several days a tiger had been brought in and added to Jessie's old cage. It was cramped quarters for the beast, and Jeremy had spent several sleepless nights wondering if he'd wake up to find the creature stirring or stretching a paw out to kill him. Instead the creature kept towards the back of the cage. It never tried to snap out or even tried to attack them. Instead it ate what it was given and the rest of the time sulked in its cage. It was a disturbing and constant reminder of what he thought he'd seen. He refused to think that it might actually be Jessie. But being bound up on the bench and left alone in the room left him too much time to think. Far too much time. It was the only thing that distracted him from the pain of being locked in this position for so long.

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Ann checked the video cameras' positioning with a critical eye. Her first attempt at a show had been well received, but there had been several comments on the darkness of the outdoor run. As it was, she had made some drastic improvements. She had allowed the cameras to run full time on the paddock where she left the pair to do as nature demanded and she could admit to herself just how often she spent watching avidly. In the end Jessie had been forced to submit repeatedly to the male's advances until finally she began to crouch and let out soft yowls of need when the heat truly overtook her. Even now the tigress' sides were starting to round out with her first litter of cubs and being kept in the small cage would allow Ann the chance to remove the cubs to be raised by a surrogate. She wouldn't trust the former hunter just yet, not with something so precious.

She pushed herself up from her chair and smoothed her fingers through her hair. She'd been planning this latest set up for some time. She wanted to catch angles that she'd neglected to in the past, most especially one that would allow everyone a close view of more intimate parts. The thought of watching the poacher find out exactly how painful his punishment would be sent her tongue flicking out to wet her lips. She'd be sure to record this episode in detail for later viewing. The second poacher was a bit leaner and smaller than the other pair, but that allowed her to pick out one of the strains that she hadn't been able to breed. Amun had spent the last eight years of his life in the sanctuary without any females of his own kind. His paw had been mangled in a poachers trap so he couldn't be released back into the wild, but that made it all the better for her. The leopard would get his first release in years and revenge on the type of person who had destroyed his life.

She pushed her back against the door as she balanced the small tray on the palm of her hand. "I'm sorry to keep you waiting." She looked at the curve of the naked ass and the red marks where the leather had rubbed when he'd moved.

"Let me go!" The man tilted his head back at an uncomfortable looking angle, "Please, just let me go. I'll turn myself in if you want. Just unstrap me."

Ann shifted the tray to one hand as she crouched down near his head. "Uncomfortable isn't it?"

"Everything hurts! Please, ma'am..." The voice was rough as the dark eyes flashed up at her. She tilted her head to one side and gave a slight shake.

"It'll feel better soon. It'll feel very natural." She murmured softly and set the tray down to one side. "Just hold still for a moment."

The poacher gave her another frantic look, but it wasn't as if he could do more then move a little bit against the restraints. It gave her a perfect opening to swipe the curve of one pale rump cheek with a brush of an alcohol pad before picking up the syringe from the tray. She watched him trying to twist his head to see what she was doing, but paid him little mind. The syringe slipped into the muscle easily as she judged the dose critically with one eye. She had placed more then she needed in the syringe in case he struggled, but the cloudy fluid easily was pushed out and into the man's body. It wasn't enough on its own to cause the transformation, but weeks of being fed the chemicals had primed him to be pushed over the edge. This would just ensure that she was able to get it on camera.

"You should be grateful that you're being placed in a position to make up for what you've done." She murmured softly as she pulled the needle free. "If you behave better then your fellow hunter did, perhaps I'll allow you to have one of the actual enclosures rather than go back to see the humanity you lost back in the cages."

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Fire! Fire was running through Jeremy's veins and body. The moment the needle had sunk home and he felt the first cool push of the drug being sent through him, the heat had started. He trembled as he felt it burning through his limbs and he peeled his lips back with a weak cry. He knew that the woman was talking, but he couldn't follow her words as sweat broke out over his brow. What had she just injected into him? Some sort of lethal injection? She couldn't do this! He hadn't done anything to deserve to be killed like this! The heat was unbearable as he opened his lips and let out a sharp scream and tried to twist against the leather as he saw the woman step away from him. That was only barely hitting him as the next wave of heat made his heart start to pound fast enough that he could feel the pulses through his body.

He balled his fists up slightly while the beading sweat formed along his upper lip. He tried to let out another cry, but it caught in his throat as the muscles along his forearms spasmed. He could feel them tense and relax so that his hands jerked slightly. Whatever she had injected him with made him aware of every leather strap that held him in place. The touch of the leather was a torture and he squeezed his eyes shut with a shuddering breath. The ache of his forearms started to increase as his fingers clenched down again and he felt as if his bones were being contracted. It took every bit of willpower he had to look down to see his fingers spasming. The finger tips were swollen looking as they pulled backwards. His finger nails lengthened as the digits pulled back and started to thicken as they curved forwards. Only the sudden flash of light made him drag his eyes away to look forwards.

The wall in front of him was transformed into a TV screen, but what was moving on camera wasn't a show. At least not one he recognized. He could see his own body on camera writhing against the leather restraints as his skin rippled along his back. The painful positioning of his body made him wince as he saw his own cramped legs in the strange crouch and the way his back was arched upwards. The rippling of his skin made him shudder in disgust, but his eyes were unerringly drawn down to watch as his fingers continued to change. His thumb pulled backwards and up along the edge of his wrist as his fingers became thicker and less mobile. The nails at the tip curved as he heard a nauseating popping noise as the joints rearranged themselves. His stomach turned in horror as he realized that he'd seen this in sharp detail when Jessie had been on the TV. As he watched the first hint of darkness started to roll from his pale skin and spread upwards. The thick fur sprouted as it covered his forming paws and ran all the way up along the edges of his shifting wrists.

Jeremy let out a ragged cry of denial as his forearms shifted and the bones started to thicken and lengthen. There was a popping noise as his elbows changed directions and he writhed to feel them starting to change into something meant to walk on two legs. He glanced up on the screen as he felt his legs aching with the burning heat and watched as they started to become different. The painful strain of being strapped down in this position was lost as the knee shifted direction and muscles started to form. They grew sharply defined as the dark fur spread over his bared skin while the shot of him on the TV zoomed in. He could see as his feet grew broader and the toes lengthened and became more paw like rather than human. What had that woman done to him?!

He opened his lips as the ache continued to grow along the line of his jaw. His tongue ran along the inside of his teeth as his canines curved down and thickened. He could feel his tongue starting to thin down and roughen as thousands of minute barbs started to form over the top. He tried to probe against the forming teeth as the new jaws were forcing his mouth to reform. His lips thinned down as they tried to stretch over the changing face and he stared at the screen to see what was happening. A muzzle began to form as his nose was flattened down and a sharp pain made him whimper as whiskers brust forth along either side of his cheeks. The fur rippled and spread up along the bridge of his nose while he was forced to watch.

As he stared at the TV that caught his humiliation in high definition it changed to another view. One that made his cheeks flush with humiliation as he was forced to look between his own thighs. He could see the swell of his orbs between his legs and the curve of his ass. The ache of the changes continued up along his shoulders as he watched something that made his stomach roll in fear. He could feel the aching heat run along his loins in a way that was almost pleasurable. The camera zoomed in closer as he watched his own flaccid girth start to grow more plump in reaction to the drugs running through his system. He wanted to look away, but he couldn't stop himself from staring as his body continued to change, but not in a way he wanted to see!

"Pleash!! Shtop dis!" He yelled out and felt his tongue refusing to form the words properly. They were slow and mashed together and came out in a strange tone.

No one listened to his protest. His balls pulled up taut between his legs as his shaft hardened and firmed up. The screen showed as the skin along his balls tightened a bit more and pressure started to form between his legs. His breath came out in a shuddering rush while his firmed up shaft started to bump against his stomach. He could feel a dribble of precum against his lower belly while he writhed against the restraints. Even as he watched the screen he could see that his shaft was growing smaller. The heat was almost unbearable as he bucked against the leather straps and as his cock grew smaller he could feel it growing more sensitive. The feel of the tip dragging along his lower belly made him want to thrust forward to get more of the sensation back. The swell of his balls started to pull between his legs and appeared to disappear as they went.

Jeremy dimly realized that the strange positioning of his body started to become less painful, but his immediate attention was on the screen in front of him. He let out a ragged cry that sounded more like a snarl as his orbs disappeared and left him watching as his plump shaft started to grow even smaller. Right around the base he could feel the forming of something completely different. Soft plump lips started to come into view as soft velvety dark fur trailed along his inner thighs. His eyes bulged slightly and he twisted back against the restraints as the girth he had once been so proud of became something smaller. The compact tip pulled back until his stomach churned as places inside of him reformed. His newly formed muzzle opened in a yowling cry of protest as he watched the soft cunny lips forming. A female sex! That bitch had made him into a female!

The ragged cry didn't change what he saw. It could never change what had happened. He could feel the soft plump folds as the sensitive flesh started to grow inflamed and the changes inside of him completed themselves. He... she was forced to adjust as the heat flooded him and her paws tore at the ground trying to escape. The TV in front of her continued to show off the soft folds as the changes the drug wrought continued no matter how many denials she cried out. Her claws scraped the ground beneath her as her hip joints popped and shifted. Her padded nose twitched slightly as the scents on the air came sharper and slightly musky. Her changing ears could almost hear the way the bones were being forced into a position meant to run on four legs rather than two.

She was so distracted by what was going on and the terror at seeing not only every hint of her maleness taken away, but every hint of humanity gone, that she didn't hear the noise of a door sliding open. She didn't hear anything except her own pounding heart. She squeezed her eyes shut as the itching burn in her loins only intensified as her ribs shifted shape beneath the rapidly furring sides. Suddenly something cold and wet shoved up against the source of those heated folds and rubbed along them. She jerked forward against the restraints and snapped her eyes open as the cool touch was followed by a hot moist breath that bathed over the swollen sensitive folds. The changes to her neck and shoulders let her twist her head to one side to see an spotted body behind her and the edges of an ear that explored her soft folds.

Jeremy roared out in anger as the hot breath continued to puff against her folds. Her stomach constricted in a mingling of fear and desire as the nose pushed forward again. The nose rubbed against the outer lips before a hot rasping tongue rubbed over her outer lips. Her back arched up as the barbed tongue tugged against the outer folds and her aching changing body twisted in reaction. She could still feel the ache of her back as it became something else entirely, but it was second place to the terror of an animal exploring her body so intimately! The spotted leopard head lifted up and the burnt orange eyes watched her intently as a large red tongue licked out over his muzzle. The male didn't care that the female looked strangely unlike a leopard still, all he cared about was the hot scent of fertile heat that was flowing through his muzzle. A promise of cubs hidden inside of her body.

She widened her eyes and tried to leap forward until the leather creaked in protest of the surge of her changing body. The movement drew the male's eyes and he erupted into a spotted blur of motion. The form tackled her back and slammed against her as if afraid she would get away from him. Jeremy felt the hair along her head pulling back into fur as the powerful jaws snapped out to catch the back of her neck. The sharp canines dug into the flesh and pulled back so that her head was pulled into an arch. She snarled out as the hold dug into the muscles as the back shoved roughly against her own. The hot breath panted against her as she felt paws tucking in close against her sides. It was humiliating to be mastered by the animal and no matter how hard she tried to writhe away, her body was forced to remain in the crouched mating position. Her jaws clenched shut and the screen in front of her changed to show her dark shape pinned beneath the heavier bodied male.

The slight stab of pain on her tail bone as it started to extend was lost as she felt haunches spreading to wrap around her hips. Something hot and slimy bounced and poked against her rump cheeks. She could feel it even through the thick fur. She didn't want to know what it was, she didn't care what it was, but the TV in front of her mocked her by changing the scene again. She saw her own dark fur, but her attention was on the slippery red shaft that was probing against it. Each tapping push she felt, she saw on the screen as the male twisted her nape with a snarl as his desperation increased. The swollen balls were jostled and bouncing as the male lunged forward over and over. Each time he did, Jeremy was forced to watch on the screen as he came closer and closer to her swollen folds. As his hips pushed up she watched in terror as the barbed tip slipped down and suddenly pushed right up against her outer folds.

Her eyes shut as she yowled out as the hot thickened cock plunged into her body. The swollen folds were almost too sensitive as her inner passage was forced to stretch around the animal's girth and she heard a rumble from above her. The shaft forced its way into her newly formed passage as something hot and slippery drooled out of the tip and was forced inwards. Her walls clenched down tightly in protest as she arched her back upwards. The heat spread through her lower body and responded no matter how terrified she was or how humiliated. It wasn't until the orbs suddenly shoved right up against her loins where her own balls once rested that he stopped. Her passage felt sore and stretched open too wide as she became aware of the pressure on her haunches being relieved. She opened her eyes to see the tail coming out from the apex of her rump cheeks as the view of the camera zoomed out. It didn't zoom out far enough to take away from the view of the reddened cock burrowed inside of her.

The male yanked backwards and suddenly she felt her vision blacken as barbs spread open and scraped through her passage. The pain made her body twist and her walls contract around the girth so that the barbs were forced to dig further into her passage. Dribbles of wetness spilled out from her passage as the male only pulled half way out before stabbing forward again. The rocking movement forced her forward against the restraints as he claimed her and the shaft rubbed the abused passage again. The silken muscles clutched and squeezed as her stomach churned with the realization what was about the happen. She couldn't even brace herself before his hips yanked back and the barbs stimulated her again and she tried to twist and roll beneath him in protest. It hurt! It hurt worse than she could have possibly imagined.

The barbs forced her body to respond to him. The age old dance of male and female started with the scraping pain stimulating her ovaries. Her stomach almost burned with desire that was twisted with pain while her back arched upwards. Her dark paws dug claws against the ground beneath her as the male lunged forward again and the heavy balls clapped up against her. His stomach was arched up above her back as the soft lewd grunts came against her neck as he started to thrust into her. Each thrust forward only held for the briefest moment before the pull back made the pain erupt through her again. The steady stimulation started to coax her fertile body to start to release the precious eggs inside of her as she lowered her head down towards the ground. She couldn't take her eyes away from the damned screen, no matter how hard she tried.

She could see the dark red shaft flashing in and out of her as her folds were forced in on themselves each time the leopard lunged forward. The dark haunches framed her own spotted ones while she whimpered out constantly. Hot drool was spread against the back of her neck as the animal started to move faster. The burning inside of her loins didn't stop, but instead started to build. It made her ache and screech out, but at the same time it forced pleasure to flush through her. She could feel her swollen body clenching around him as the tip hammered right up against a barrier inside of her. It rubbed and pushed forward each time she felt the balls grind up against her hind legs before the barbs forced another wave of pain through her. The air became thick with the hot musk of male and to her horror she parted her lips and started to pant it in.

Instinct was what was controlling her, but even through the instinct she remained a man. A horrified man that lost all trace of what and who he had been. The male pushed down heavier above her and the hips forced her own to push higher into the air. The burning pleasure that was forming in her lower belly started to build up towards a climax. She tried to struggle against it, but the barbs were rubbing through her passage constantly. Jeremy started to tremble as her breath caught in her throat. She forced herself to close her eyes as her walls clamped down tightly around the cock as it plunged into her again. No matter how hard she tried to deny what was happening, she couldn't stop herself. Her jaws spread as she snarled out a harsh roar of pleasure as her haunches started to tremble.

The sound was echoed above her as the animal lunged forward and the balls shoved right up between her hind legs. The orbs started to twitch and heave up as the cock wedged against the tender opening of her newly formed cervix. She could almost feel it forcing the bottle neck opening to stretch open slightly before the first hot rush of seed spilled out of it. It splattered into her passage in a creamy rush as the balls pulsed against her. Jeremy let out another snarling cry as her walls locked around it and she felt the barbs digging into the silken muscles. The slippery seed pushed its way into her opening and spilled into her fertile depths. She could almost feel it warming her as the male rolled his hips and the hot pulses of breath hit against the back of her neck.

Her legs shook slightly as another gush of sperm rich semen spilled through her cervix. Her jaw remained spread and panting as she lowered her head down almost to the ground. Her entire body was shaking as she felt the thick heat spreading through her. The fertile ova that had been released from the stimulating barbs stood no chance under the rush that claimed every part of her body. Just as she thought her humiliation was over the male pushed himself from her. For a moment she saw red as the barbs raked through her overly sensitive passage one last time and the tip popped free with a lewd wet noise. She jerked forward and snarled out in pain and fear, but the restraints left her no room to move.

Jeremy felt her folds throbbing and sore between her legs. They hurt and felt raw from the violation of her virgin folds. Her head remained dropped down as she tried to make her mind work. It refused to contemplate what had just happened to her. She could just crouch in the restraints as her tail lashed behind her dark hips and feel the slippery heat that had invaded every part of her inner body. Already the virile sperm that had claimed her womb ravaged the ova that had been released. The first sparks of life forming inside of her. She had barely gotten her breath back when she felt the dreadful weight slipping over her back again. The hips crouched over her own and the teeth gripped her nape. The leopard had only just begun enjoying the release offered after such a long spell of being alone.