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Internment Written by Leo_Todrius Commissioned by Gotommax

_It had started with a single birth, both a mystery and a miracle. The child had been born as the perfect synthesis of man and animal. He had the head and fur of the wolf, the bones of a man, both thumbs and paw pads. The media was relentless, the scientists even more so, but when a second child was born across the world, part man and part lion, only then did the governments step in... but it was too late.

The tide was turning.

More and more of the 'furries' were born every day. There was no explanation, no reason, no hesitation. The minority was growing and the majority was growing fearful. The fleshies pushed the furries to the edges of their cities, banished them to their own sub cultures. It was a dark time, but nothing prepared the world for what came next. During a riot, the nation watched a fleshy turn into a furry with nothing more than a bite.

War broke out.

The fleshies were relentless, unleashing the fury of hundreds of years of technology, but the furries were resilient with the instinct for life. It was a struggle for survival on both sides as the war grew darker and darker... until the terrible light of death spread destruction across the world itself. In the wake of such devastation, the furries relied on their instinct. They fled, they hid, they seduced, they beguiled and they misled. One by one and city by city, the furries spread until it was they who were the majority, they who were in control, and they put an end to the war. The guns went silent, the battle fields emptied and everything changed forever... and there were very few fleshies left to dream of the days gone by._

Silver clouds rolled along the sky, hanging as low as they ever did. Thin pillars of light broke through the clouds, tracing across the parched landscape like fingers from heaven looking for traces of life. The horizon was broken up by the remnants of destroyed cities. Sky scrapers held massive holes, buildings were burned out and roads were left to gather dust and soak up the heat of the sun. The plains were vast and lifeless, covered with dried, cracked mud and not so much as an errant bush... There wasn't a touch of green anywhere.

The road had been left forgotten for over a year, untouched until at last there came the humming of an electric engine and the growling of thick rubber tires against the cement. It was an armored transport, but a transport designed to keep its cargo inside rather than to keep others out. The cool slate gray had been military standard, but the Unified Alliance logo had long ago been painted over with a large white paw print.

The transport had been moving for days. The occupants had barely gotten any relief. Their only light came from the one inch thick slats that ran around the transport, allowing air in and out. Tired eyes gazed through the slats at the lifeless surroundings... and the first glimpse of green. The prisoners shifted, the chains rattling inside as they slid. They peered out and saw the first signs of something other than desolation, though it wasn't much of an improvement at first.

The last parched earth of the dead plains disappeared, replaced by three tall barbed wire fences interspersed by guard towers. The ground beneath the fences was oddly flat, almost fuzzy in a way that the dust seemed to vibrate along the surface. The fences were terrifying, but beyond them was something the prisoners hadn't expected to see again in their lifetime... life. There was a thick cluster of evergreen trees with tall, thick red trunks and wide dusty green tops. There was a crystal clear blue lake half hidden behind the trees, and as the transport continued the prisoners were able to see vast fields of corn, wheat, cabbage and carrots.

Turning off the road, the transport began to lumber along the rough ground towards the oasis of life in the dead plains. The prisoners scrambled to see anything they could. A farm house sat near the center of the property like a relic from a forgotten time, surrounded by four barns and six silos. They soon approached the perimeter of the oasis, coming to a stop as the successive gates rumbled open and the transport carefully rolled between them. The prisoners felt the hair on their arms stand on end as they passed over the barriers between the fences before the transport finally came to a stop.

For the first time in days there was quiet. No engine noise, no tires on the road. Thee was just silence. The change was so great that the prisoners felt a buzzing inside their heads, their ear drums struggling to come to grips with the lack of noise, but the silence wasn't going to last long. The back of the transport slid down through a slot in the floor, the wall becoming a ramp. Sunlight streamed in from outside, causing the prisoners to wince and shy away from it as their eyes adjusted, but they were given no mercy.

A large bull moved up the ramp, taking a key to where the chains were secured. He unlocked the end from a hook on the wall before pulling, drawing all four prisoners with him. They were each bound to each other in a chain and they stumbled down the ramp, struggling to remain standing. The first prisoner to emerge was twenty two years old. His brown hair was buzzed short, his pale face covered in patchy stubble. He wore the tattered and torn uniform of a Captain in the UA forces, a fairly high rank to hold toward the end of the war.

The next soldier was a lieutenant. Even without sun, his Latino heritage kept his skin a rich cinnamon color. His black hair was a bit shaggy and he had a faint fuzzy mustache. His uniform was in better condition than the Captain's, though there were still several holes. Behind him was the youngest of the group, a private first class that looked to be no more than eighteen on a good day. His hair was a dark red, fading to brown from the lack of sun. Ending the group was a staff sergeant. His skin was a rich brown like milk chocolate and his eyes were the color of almonds. There was a glint of metal from around his neck where a crucifix necklace hung, making it clear that he was a man of god.

The prisoners came to a stop on the grass, overwhelmed with the change in stimulus. They took deep breaths of the fresh air and nearly fell over, so worn out by the journey. Before they could fall over, the bull started pulling them on again. They rounded the corner of the house, taking in everything they saw. At first they had expected desolation masked by the beauty of nature, but the farm was fully functional and being worked on... by the enemy.

Two tall equine men carried a vast crate of eggs toward the house, both standing to be at least seven feet tall. Smaller goat and pig men rounded the barn, carrying hoes and scythes and other farm implements. The bull came to a stop and the soldiers clattered into each other a bit before they turned, realizing that the farm house had a porch upon which a tall, broad shouldered wolf stood. His silver and white fur rustled in the slight breeze, though the red and black plaid shirt and blue denim jeans over his fur kept the breeze from ruffling too much. Amber eyes studied the prisoners for a long moment before his muzzle parted. A long, thin tongue moved across his lips to wet them before he spoke.

"Welcome to Camp Oasis. This is your new home. While you are here in Camp Oasis, you will be afforded both privileges and responsibilities. You are responsible for contributing to our community each day in the form of cooperation and hard work. Fulfilling this responsibility will grant you access to a number of privileges, including but not limited to three full meals a day, rooms to sleep in, all health and hygiene facilities, and recreational activities on Sundays. These are privileges and not rights; therefore failure to live up to your responsibilities will result in the loss of said privileges. Soldier, identify our guests." The wolf ordered. The bull stepped forward.

"Thane Everett." He said, indicating the Captain, "Minolo Rodriguez," he added for the lieutenant, "Maxwell Young," he said for the youngest, "And Nathan Hall." The bull said for the final soldier. The wolf chuckled gently.

"Thane, Minolo, Maxwell and Nathan... Good names. I am Harrison Proudfoot and I am your overseer." The silver wolf explained, "Follow the rules and you will live well. Break the rules... and you will do neither. The fences are there to protect you from a neurolitic field that borders the perimeter. You felt the slightest tingle of it on your way in. No living thing, plant or animal, can pass through the barrier unprotected. Should you attempt escape and somehow manage to get past the field, you will find nothing but radiation scorched desert for a week's travel in any direction. We are an oasis, we are your only hope." Harrison said before looking up as a donkey emerged from one of the barns wearing a denim vest and black jeans. His fur was as brown as coffee and his mane was like a yellow tipped Mohawk. Harrison looked into his eyes, "Jack, will you take our new tenants to get washed up?" Harrison asked.

"Of course." The donkey replied, moving over to take the chain from the bull. The bull watched his prisoners move, letting out a hot snort through his nose, the thick ring dangling from his septum before he turned and moved back into the transport. As the vehicle powered up and began to move for the gate, Thane knew it was time to act. He took a hold of his chain before pulling back tightly. The donkey stumbled and fell and Thane broke out running for the gate.

As the prisoners affected their escape, Harrison stood there and did nothing. He watched as Thane led the others on, pounding across the gravel past an old beat up truck, moving for the gates as they slid shut. There was still a gap and Thane was going for it, though the soldiers he was chained to were starting to grow concerned. The gate was covered with blue and white warning placards of stick figures with pointed wolf ears and what appeared to be wavy lines emanating up from their melting stick figure body.

"Sir, this is a bad idea... Sir!" Nathan called out, grabbing onto the chain, digging his feet into the gravel. Minolo decided to join in, though the shift in tactics caused Maxwell to slam into him before being suspended off the ground by the chains. Thane yelped as he came to a sudden stop mere inches from the gap. The soldiers struggled before they collapsed, Thane falling at the edge of the gap. As his hand passed the barrier, his fingers instantly went numb and started to twitch. Thane felt the sensation creeping up his hand and he yanked it back, panting.

A moment later, all three gates had sealed themselves and the transport was rolling back onto the road, a slight trail of dust rising up behind it as it headed off to its next destination. Thane remained in the gravel, staring out at the dead plains, his heart racing. He was going to figure out how to escape his prison, to get away from the internment camp no matter what it took. He vowed that to himself even as his fellow soldiers were pulled up to their feet by two coyotes in suspenders while Jack moved to pick Thane up. Thane knew he'd find the way out. The prisoners were escorted back to the farm house lawn where Harrison was waiting.

"As I said, none will survive the field. Thane, was it?" The wolf asked, looking at the captain, "If you're lucky, sensation will return to that hand in a week or two. If you had gotten in to your head, we wouldn't be having a conversation now." The wolf said. Thane said nothing, deciding to avoid making eye contact.

"I'll get them leaned up." Jack said gently, starting to drag the chain of prisoners toward the house, but Harrison soon lifted a paw.

"You'll get them clean, but they defied the responsibility of getting cleaned up when it was time. They do not get the privilege of the house showers." Harrison replied. Minolo groaned.

"Thane, what did you just get me into?" He asked softly. Thane still said nothing.

****

The valve of the hose was rotated back, releasing the howling torrents of water that had been trapped behind. The water sprayed across the mud and hit Thane's bare shoulders, causing his muscles to tighten at the cold. He stood his ground, though the pressure was set too high. Minolo yelped as he was sprayed, goose bumps rising all over his body. He shot Thane a dark look, shivering.

"If you'd just gone along with it for a little while..." Minolo groaned.

"And become their lap dogs? This is an internment camp, not a day spa." Thane replied over the howl of the water. The two stopped arguing as Max whimpered, the stream of water sending the eighteen year old forward onto his hands and knees, his hands sinking into the mud. The splatter of the wet brown caused the horse spraying them down to adjust his aim and wash Max off again. Nathan and Minolo moved to lift the boy up, letting him get washed clean. He started shivering before lowering his head.

It was demeaning, it was difficult, and Thane knew exactly why it was happening. He slowly turned his head and peered between the silos back towards the farm house. He didn't see Harrison but he felt it hard to believe the silver wolf wasn't watching every move, calculating just how long it would take for each of them to break down and become docile prisoners. Thane wasn't going to make it that easy, but as he turned and looked back at Nathan getting sprayed down, his necklace dangling around in the current of water while Maxwell drip dried, he knew he owed his men as well. He would likely have to play ball to a degree. He just wondered how much punishment they were going to get from his escape attempt.

"All done?" Came Jack's voice. The prisoners looked up to see the donkey coming over, his hooves sinking in the mud before he stopped and backed up, grimacing.

"How about we come to you." Thane said, turning and taking a step before looking at the horse, "If that's okay?" he asked. The horse gave a snort through his nostrils before he moved to loop the hose back up. Thane moved over to where the donkey was, looking at what he had in his hands - clothes.

"I got you these, they're clean and dry." Jack said with a smile.

"And our uniforms?" Thane asked.

"They're safe, don't worry, but... these will be better for your work and stuff after breakfast." Jack said. The other soldiers looked at the donkey as if he had spoken another language, but slowly they started to come around.

"Breakfast..." Maxwell murmured, licking his lips gently.

"Come on or you'll miss it." Jack said, handing out the clothing. Minolo eagerly put the clothes on and Nathan followed suit before Maxwell put his on. The clothes were orange in color and quite baggy on Maxwell, looking all the more like prisoner outfits. Once Jack had handed Thane his outfit he turned to head to the house. The three soldiers moved past Thane who stood where he was, but Minolo glanced over his shoulder.

"You may want to drag your heels in the mud, but I want at least one meal before I'm punished again because of you." Minolo said before catching up to the others. Thane sighed gently, knowing Manny was right. He owed them at least that much.

"Wait up guys." Thane called out, jogging to catch up to them as they approached the house.

****

The table in the kitchen had been loaded down with food. There was chicken breast, baked corn, potatoes and carrots with crystal clear pitchers of ice water. It was a balanced meal to be certain, the first that any of the soldiers had seen in a very long time. The four men slowly lowered into their seats, each garbed in their orange uniforms. They looked at the food ravenously, their stomachs waking up from a long slumber, though Thane was looking at the food for another reason.

In every bit of food, Thane saw the animal instinct behind it. Corn for the pigs, chicken breasts robbed from the coops by coyotes, carrots for the rabbits and potatoes for some other gathering animal. Even the presentation of food was steeped in the culture of the furries. Thane leaned back in his chair, about to turn his nose up at it all, but when he saw the drops of condensation building on the outside of the pitcher, he couldn't resist. Neither could Max, apparently, as his hand shot out for one of the pieces of meat but Minolo stopped him. Across the table Harrison cracked a slight grin.

"Don't worry gentlemen, we don't stand on ceremony here. Food, to us, is a reward after our effort. Whether we hunt, gather, or farm, the food to sustain us is a celebration of our achievements. I know you'll come to respect that more as you spend time here." Harrison said. Minolo brought his hand back and Max went at it, picking up pieces of food and tearing into it. Nathan looked around before cringing slightly. There wasn't any silverware, at least not that he could see. He wasn't sure if that was intentional or just part of their culture.

"Pagans..." Nathan muttered under his breath.

"Pardon?" Harrison asked.

"He said thanks again." Minolo said, putting on a fake smile. Harrison nodded gently. Thane moved to pour himself a glass of water, watching the clear fluid swirl around the glass before he returned the pitcher to its place. His fingers soon closed around the glass as he lifted it to his lips and tipped it back. It poured across his tongue and filled his mouth with a chilled perfection... in fact, it was so good that Thane didn't stop drinking. His adams apple bobbed as he gulped it down, savoring the water. There was no contamination, there was no byproducts, no salt added for flavoring, no rusty pipes or additives at all. It was the cleanest water he'd had in his life. As the last of the water left the glass and flowed into his mouth, Thane let out a soft sigh before he opened his eyes and looked around, blushing a bit, but no one had seemed to notice.

"So... how is it that this place survived the blight?" Thane asked after a moment. The others went quiet. It wasn't a topic they liked to speak about out loud. Harrison smirked, moving to pour himself some water.

"You mean why is the water safe to drink?" Harrison asked, "Most animals, the ones not genetically programmed to return to a precise location, have a natural affinity for escaping calamities whether it be climate change or a fire. Even in this case of radiation and poison, animals flocked to the various nooks and crannies where the blight didn't take. Natural formations and electromagnetic charges in the rock, genetic resistance in the plants, whatever it was... this place was special. We found it and expanded it, reclaiming the area bit by bit."

"I see." Thane replied, about to ask another question when the side door opened up and another human entered. Unlike the prisoners, he was dressed in cowboy boots, blue jeans and a white sleeveless t-shirt. The human had icy blue eyes and short brown hair. He looked around, almost startled that there were no recruits.

"S-sorry I'm late." He apologized. Harrison smiled.

"Cal, these are our new members. Thane, Nathan, Max and Minolo." Harrison introduced.

"Nice to meet you all, I'm Cal." The human replied, moving to sit down next to Nathan.

"How long have you been here?" Thane asked. The others from his team shot him a look but Thane felt he couldn't take back the question he had already asked so he let it hang there.

"Uh, about a month. Hard to tell." Cal said.

"Cal is a good example around here of what hard work and responsibility can get you. Fresh clothes, freedoms around the property." Harrison said.

"What did you have to do to get the clothes?" Thane asked. Minolo started glaring at him. Cal just smiled.

"Milked some of the cows for the boots, tamed a wild bull for the pants and fixed a pump for the shirt." Cal replied. Thane had to admit, he was actually surprised. The work didn't sound that hard... other than the wild bull part.

"What regiment were you in?" Nathan asked. The entire room was stunned the question had come from him. After Thane had been the one causing problems all day, the fact that it had come from the religious member of the group was a non-sequitor, especially to Harrison.

"Third airborne." Cal murmured. The others nodded and went back to eating.

"Once we're done with our meal, I hear from Jannis that we're in need of some good, strong bodies tilling the south field." Harrison added. Cal gave a nod.

"I'll show the guys the ropes." Cal replied.

"You mean you'll... show us the equipment, right?" Max asked with concern.

"No, the ropes to pull the plow. You don't expect us to make some poor animal go through all that... Yes, the equipment, I'm just playing with you kid." Cal grinned. Max looked confused and relieved, though Thane wasn't feeling any more sure of himself. He doubted the plow was going to be anything new or anything that ran smoothly. They would still have to put a lot of elbow grease into it.

****

The silver clouds that had dominated the sky were starting to burn off as the afternoon progressed, revealing higher levels that captured and scattered the sun light in yellow golds and rich creamy oranges. The south field, however, was neither rich nor creamy. If anything, it was almost as bad as rock. Still, the prisoners had worked away with tillers, churning the soil, breaking it into smaller chunks. Max had been given the task of driving the tiller while the others followed behind, adding nutrients to the churned soil to try and make it more useable.

"You know, I think I never met a woman that was as unrelenting as this soil. They all gave into me in the end." Minolo said with a grin.

"If you had taken the time to pursue a woman of caliber I think you would have found her as promising as this. Hard to crack the surface on, but full of years of rich bounty once you've done your work right." Nathan replied.

"This, I expect from a preacher man." Minolo smirked.

"And what am I supposed to expect from you? You visited more beds than a Tokyo hotel maid." Nathan replied.

"Calm down guys..." Thane said, gritting his teeth.

"We've been through a lot of hard times. I know it's good to decompress a little, but we've just got to make it through this day." Thane said. Nathan took a long, deep sigh.

"Sorry Manny, I guess... I just miss my wife. I've never been away from her this long." Nathan said. The others were quiet for a long moment. Every soldier knew that it was his duty to escape, but they had no idea how possible it was or when it would be. Would there be help, or were they in it alone? Nathan knew his fellow officers knew nothing and as such he wouldn't drag it out. It was an unspoken future they were all facing.

"Hey boys, that looks good for now! Shut her off and let's head back!" Cal called out from the ridge line, holding a plastic jug of fresh lake water. The soldiers sighed with relief as Max parked the tiller. The others carried their bags of gear and stuffed them into the small cabinets on the back of the tiller before Max started heading it back towards the farm stead. It had been a very strange, very long first day.

****

The walk back from the south field had revealed just how tired the soldiers were. Their backs were hunched, their muscles were tight and they felt like they were on auto pilot. After the tiller had been parked, even Max seemed weary. They knew Harrison had told them that food was the reward for hard work, but personally they hoped good sleeping accommodations were included as well. The sun had set below the horizon, leaving only a golden strip of light along the distance. Carefully hidden street lights were glowing faintly around the farm as the soldiers returned, giving just enough light for the soldiers to see what was going on.

The work day had ended for the other farmers as well, the hands starting to relax. A few were playing checkers, but to the prisoners' surprise, most were cuddling up with one another and getting close.

Two pigs were cavorting behind one silo, a donkey and a horse were muzzle locked in kisses and the strangest noises were coming out from behind one of the barns. The moans and groans were distinct, and they were also distinctly male. Nathan was starting to look green around the gills as he listened. He looked around and then had to redirect his eyes at once when he saw that there were pairs of males kissing.

"There were... females around here, right? I mean, on the staff? Someone, right?" Nathan asked. Minolo shook his head.

"No, not that I saw. I would have tried to use my charm to sway them but it's all men." Minolo replied.

"So those noises..." Nathan growled.

"Best not to think of it." Thane replied.

"But it just isn't right. Male lying with male isn't just unnatural, it's a sin..." Nathan said.

"I know, right? What's our luck to wind up in an all gay prison camp. Don't drop the soap." Minolo said.

"That's not funny..." Max murmured.

"Do you think they could all be gay? All of them?" Nathan asked in horror, "How would their species continue..."

"Let's just get to wherever they're sending us to sleep, barricade ourselves in and sleep as long as we can." Thane said, moving up the steps of the house. The prisoners moved into the house and the screen door swung shut behind them. As the moon crept up from the horizon, the light swept across the farm, lighting up part of the porch that had been shrouded in darkness. Harrison was sitting on a bench with a twenty year old brown coyote on his lap. He had heard everything the soldiers had said and a grin played across his muzzled lips as he went back to enjoying his night.

****

A large portion of the attic floor dropped down, slats flipping out of the wood to form stairs. Thane, Max, Nathan and Minolo moved up the steps and entered into the attic, looking around. It had been finished off like an actual room with wood paneling on the walls, screens on the windows and even a small bathroom on the far end. Each side of the attic had four box spring mattresses covered with orange sheets. The soldiers looked around, each having something else to think about. Nathan made his way to the bathroom to wash his hands while Max moved over to drop down onto one of the mattresses, sighing with relief. Thane looked at the windows, trying to determine the ease of escape.

"So you can earn your way to having a bed frame and other stuff, but I've usually opted for other perks." Cal said as he moved up the stairs.

"Is one of these beds yours?" Thane asked. Cal shook his head.

"No, I'm... in the main house now." Cal replied.

"Were you up here? With your team?" Thane asked. Cal hesitated.

"I better be going, you guys settle in well." Cal said, turning to move down the stairs. Minolo moved to pick out his own bed, but Thane followed after Cal, moving back down the stairs, jogging to catch Cal and rest his hand on the airman's soldier.

"Cal, what happened to your team?" Thane asked.

"It doesn't... You just can't stay here, you have to find a way out, and if you do... take me with you, please. I can't stay here. They change you, they find ways to-" Cal paused, hearing a floor panel squeak around the corner, "always find ways to change the sheets, you don't want them building up gunk. I usually change them on Thursdays." Cal said. Thane nodded as if that had been the conversation they had been having the whole time. A red wolf came around the corner, disappearing back into one of the bedrooms on the main floor.

"Thanks for the advice." Thane said gently. Cal gave a weak nod.

"Sleep well." Cal said before he turned, heading for one of the bedrooms. Thane watched him go before he climbed back up into the attic. Once he was up there, he turned and knelt down, pulling the stairs up to shut the entrance to the attic. If anyone was going to come in the night, he wanted to hear them.

With the entrance sealed, Thane made his way over to one of the beds and pulled off his orange shirt and pants before lying down, letting his eyes drift closed. He tried to reprocess everything from the day, to think about all that faced him, but once his shoulders hit that mattress he was out cold, lost to the world in the embrace of sleep.

****

The sun rose and the sun fell and the routine started all over again. On their third day they had been treated to a breakfast of eggs and hash browns along with pomegranate juice and a small side of something like oat meal. It wasn't quite the breakfast of champions as Thane's team remembered, but it was a lot better than meal rations. Maxwell and Nathan had taken a particular liking to the oat meal, Max going so far as to clean the bowl of every last drop with his finger before sucking it clean. Now that they were back in the field, Thane was glad they had eaten so well.

The tilling of the south field had come to an end and the four prisoners had gotten started planting new crops down rows and watering them into place. Thane hated to admit but after days and days of being transported in chains, he was feeling better with a combination of work and rest. His callouses were coming back and he didn't feel like a bag of wet socks anymore. The weather, however, had continued to fluctuate between uncomfortably cool and uncomfortably warm, though it was nothing compared to what was beyond the walls of the compound.

"You know, there'sss nothing quite like planting strawberriesss." Minolo said out of nowhere. Max chuckled out loud at that.

"Min, where'd you get the lisp?" Max asked. Minolo's brows dropped.

"I don't have a lisssp..." he said, though the s drew out a little more and he grimaced, going back to his work.

"I'm surprised they can set aside land for the berries, needing to support as many people as they do." Nathan said as he worked the earth, his skin almost the same dark brown as the soil.

"Instead of the carrot and the stick, maybe it's the strawberry and the stick. Tow the line, follow the rules and things are easy." Thane said.

"Yeah, exactly... I don't think there's anything wrong with trying to get along with them, it can only help us." Minolo said, putting his hand on his hip. Thane's eyes narrowed as he looked at Minolo.

"Be aware of history or you'll be doomed to repeat it." Thane replied.

"What is that supposed to mean?" Minolo asked.

"Internment camps, sympathizers, none of this is new. When history looks back on this, do you want to be remembered or reviled?" Thane asked. Minolo's brows furrowed.

"I want to be alive, I want to live long enough to see more history be written rather than dying a martyr for a species that won't exist much longer." Minolo said before he sprung to his feet and moved off to start planting in another section. Thane looked over at Minolo for a long moment before looking at the other two. Max said nothing, continuing his work, but Nathan gave a shrug.

"Blessed are the peace makers..." Nathan said, "But at the same time, we're not supposed to make peace if it means compromising our own moral values."

"Manny's always been willing to make peace with the fairer sex, but I don't know what his plan is here." Thane said softly.

"I don't think any of us know what our plans are, except to finish the strawberries and the spinach before sun down. I reaaaaly want my Sunday to be nice." Max said. Thane paused.

"When is that?" Thane asked. Max looked up.

"It's tomorrow, today's the last day of our work week... Did you decide if you're going to go down to the lake or stay at the house and play video games?" Max asked with a grin. Thane felt his heart sink a bit.

"I... no, haven't decided." Thane muttered gently. Max moved forward a few inches to settle the next plant into place.

"I'm going to go down to the lake and float on my back for a while, right before I get a sunburn." Max said. Nathan scoffed.

"You'll get skin cancer." He commented. Max rolled his eyes.

"We burned the world, everything's going to give us cancer." Max replied. Nathan shrugged at that before laughing wearily.

"Oh I never thought I'd live this long past the end of the world..." Nathan sighed. Thane looked up at him with worry at how his friend was coping.

"Nathan, there's still a chance..." Thane said. Nathan nodded weakly.

"I know, it's just... the coincidences. It says the world will end in fire. War, Conquest, Famine and Death. I mean we've already got all of those covered." Nathan said.

"I don't know the bible as well as you, but doesn't it also say no one will know the time and day of the end times until it happens? And there have been wars, famine and death for centuries... The first bombs, the first nuclear bombs... We've continued on, we've survived. We will survive." Thane said. Nathan smiled a bit at that.

"You know Thane, my wife would really like you." Nathan replied, admiring his leader.

"Well, she's got good taste. She picked you, didn't she?" Thane asked. Nathan and Max both grinned at that, continuing their work.

****

One of Thane's eyes opened, followed a moment later by his other eye. He felt like he'd been sleeping in longer than usual, but the attic was darker than he expected. As he sat up, he soon saw why. The rain was coming down in sheets outside, drenching the farm. The clouds were as grey as ash and in the distance the clouds glimmered with green and gold lightning. Thane slowly rose to his feet and moved over to the window, peering out at the fences in the distance before he looked at his hand.

It had taken almost four days but the sensation had almost fully returned to his fingers. The field at the perimeter was incredibly strong, but it wasn't just to keep them in. It was to keep the blight out. The lightning could not approach, the entire farm was the same polarity so the storm would be repelled. It was a law of basic physics and something Thane found himself oddly thankful for. As he took a step and the muscles on the back of his legs twinged, he was glad he had a day off as well. Thane looked around the empty attic at the beds still rumpled from sleep. He was the last to get up. After a short stop to the bathroom, Thane climbed down from the attic and passed the bathroom before coming down another flight of stairs to the living room.

"Ha ha HAWWW ha HAWWW, Max, how could you miss that trap?" Came the braying laughter of the donkey they had met shortly after their arrival. Thane turned, seeing Max sitting on the couch next to Jack. Much to Thane's surprise, both men were only wearing white cotton underwear. Max's skin was still pale, though the red in his hair was standing out more after being in the sun. Thane could also see that his muscles were starting to define more than they had even after basic training... something Jack didn't need at all.

The donkey's torso was incredibly toned. He had broad, muscled shoulders and perfect pectorals above washboard abs, all hidden behind a sandy tan fur that blended into the darker brown that covered the rest of his body. In many ways, the bleach blonde yellow coloring to his mane helped balance out his stomach fur... fur that almost seemed to be spilling out of the leg holes.

"I thought you were swimming today." Thane said, breaking the ice. Max paused the screen, the Playstation 5 logo spinning around, the five morphing into the P and back again.

"We did, Jack and I went out in the rain until we were soaked, but now we've gotta let out clothes dry." Max said. Thane was surprised that they had gone out together, but at the same time it had been a hot week and he didn't have any fur to content with. Thane turned and moved down the hall toward the kitchen. He almost made it when one of the doors ahead of him opened and Minolo emerged, almost knocking him over.

"Sorry, I didn't see you the..." Minolo apologized before seeing who he had almost bowled over. "Sorry sir." Minolo said. Thane shook his head.

"No sirs here, it's fine." Thane replied, turning to look back at where Minolo had come from. He couldn't see much, but there was a large horseshoe on the door.

"We were just talking." Minolo said defensively. Thane gave Minolo a concerned look but Minolo looked around before giving a nervous smile, "Have you had breakfast yet? They let Nathan pitch in." Minolo said. Thane grinned despite himself.

"This I have to see." Thane said. He moved into the kitchen with Minolo right behind him, coming in to see Nathan stirring a large pot. On either side of him were goat men, though they were clearly on different ends of the spectrum. One had the head of a goat and most of the other attributes, while the other seemed to be more like a satyr with a slight, blunted muzzle and pointed human ears.

"Now, this part is really difficult... You have to add the clarifying agent to work out any of the poisons, get it to separate." The goat man explained as Nathan moved to add in some of the green powder to make their food safer.

"Just be careful not to add too much or-" the satyr's next words were muffled by a mild explosion of flour lifting into the air. The three started coughing at once and Minolo dove out of the room. Thane suppressed a laugh. Nathan had always been a terrible cook. Still, as much as Thane wanted to keep watching the show, he turned to get some fresh air. The screen door swung open and Thane stepped out, letting it shut behind him. The wide, old school porch stretched around two sides of the farm house, the wood panels painted a pristine white.

The heavy rain came down over the gutters, falling in sheets to run around the gravel beds and funnel off towards the lake. Thane moved over towards the guard rail, looking out to see several veins of storm run off heading for the lake. He felt a cold chill blow over him, blowing through his thickening stubble. The travel time plus four days had filled in the patches a bit, though it wasn't a full beard yet.

As Thane gazed out into the storm, he started to notice some movement in the distance. At first he had thought it was some branch or rolling tumbleweed in the storm, but something was approaching. It ducked through behind trees before coming out of the woods. Thane's eyes widened when he saw the furry black figure. He was lithe and scraggly, covered in wet black fur. He looked around in a panic before running towards the house. His tail wagged behind his furry posterior, pale brown eyes gazing out from behind the long black muzzle, a rubbery nose sniffing at the wet air.

Thane backed up on the porch, realizing the stranger was wet. He also wasn't alone. Two large bears burst out behind him, charging after him. The figure ran at top speed for the house and Thane realized the black furry man was a dog, most likely a black lab. He was perplexed what they were all doing out in the storm, but the dog ran up the steps, heading right for Thane. Thane tried to get into the house, but before he realized it, he was pinned to the wood siding by a dripping wet black lab. The dog gazed into the captain's eyes.

"Thane, you... you gotta get out... You gotta go now, before they change you. This place changes us all, it's... it's not just an internment camp, Thane, you won't leave here the same, you have to - NO!" The dog yelped as he was pulled off of Thane by the bears.

"Let him go!" Thane shouted as the bears pulled the lab back.

"He's suffering neuralitic delirium, he got into the field. We have to get him treatment right away." The bears said. Thane was hesitant, but as he looked at the bears he noticed the medical cadusa symbol on their leather bracelets.

"Don't listen to them Thane, get out! Get out now, before it's too late!" The lab said, flailing around, whimpering and yelping. Thane followed the three down the steps, stepping into the rain. It sent icy chills down his spine as it soaked his hair and clothes.

"Be gentle with him..." Thane pleaded, watching the three disappear again. Thane kept watching even after they had left. He wasn't sure what had happened at all, but he was even more convinced than ever that an escape attempt had to be made... sooner, rather than later.

****

Minolo moved out of the kitchen, still licking his lips after the bacon and ham and pheasant. He hadn't had such a big meat craving in ages but they had everything he wanted to eat. He walked down the hall with a slight sway to his hips as he moved into the bathroom, shutting the door behind him. He passed the mirror and unzipped his pants, withdrawing his manhood. The meat was hefted into his hand, feeling bigger and heavier than usual. Minolo gave it no mind, though as he started to relieve himself he had to look in order to aim.

The soldier was a little confused. His manhood was longer and thicker than he recalled, it also was a lot redder. The head of his shaft seemed a bit swollen, extending out into a slight point. Minolo gazed down at himself in confusion, not even noticing that his fingernails had grown out into sharp, curved points and darkened almost to black while parts of his fingertips and palms were swollen and round. In fact, Minolo was already forgetting that his manhood looked wrong. He wrapped his strange hand around his shaft and started pumping his meat, closing his eyes and moaning.

As Minolo masturbated, his ears started to push up into points while his jaw pushed forward a bit, extending his face ever so slightly. His black mustache grew softer while some of the stubble on his chin lost all color, turning clear and then faintly white. Minolo murmured in delight, jacking off in the bathroom as red streaks started to move through his hair, turning the black to a rusty orange in color.

The soldier was lost in lust and pleasure as he worked his meat, meat that was growing more canine by the moment. The hair on Minolo's arms and legs soon turned red, his paw pads thickening as he worked. Even his feet were changing. His toenails grew out into points and paw pads grew there as the arch of his foot shifted and his heel shrunk, forcing a different bend into his legs. Minolo didn't notice any of it, especially that his hips were pushing out, growing more round and effeminate. Even his ass cheeks began pushing apart as his tailbone started to split out from the rest of his body, though the transformation was short lived as a knock came from the door.

"You almost done in there?" One of the other house mates asked. Minolo moaned in shock before sending out several jets of sperm into the toilet basin. He quickly stuffed his manhood back into his pants and zipped up before moving out of the bathroom.

"All yoursss big guy." Minolo said as he passed the brown wolf. The wolf watched Minolo pass and studied the sway of his hips before licking his muzzle with hunger.

****

The last of the powder had been swept up from the counter tops and mopped up from the floor. It had been an honest mistake, one the goats were used to new recruits making, though they were still pleased with how far Nathan had gotten into it... so much so that he hadn't yet noticed his changes. Bulges had formed beneath his smooth scalp, pushing out. His irises had turned from brown to gold and his nostrils were growing a little longer as his nose took on faint animalistic traces. Still, he stirred the pot, feeling quite reassured.

"You know, no one's every taught me like this... To cook, to anything." Nathan admitted. The goats looked at each other and lifted their hands up to rest on his shoulders.

"We all need a guide in our lives, an influence. Didn't your father teach you anything?" One of the goats asked. Nathan grimaced.

"The only father I ever had was the heavenly father. He was there when I needed him." Nathan said. The goats rubbed Nathan's shoulder a bit more.

"Well, now you have us too... Two fathers to care for you." They whispered.

"I don't know if that'd really be appropriate." Nathan said, though the touch on his shoulders felt oddly nice.

"It's what you need. Guidance, advice, teaching, love. What better way to make up for your lack of a father before than with two fathers now... son?" The goats asked. Nathan was confused. Normally the thought would have revolted him, but something was starting to come over him. He felt so lonely, so incomplete and what they were offering was just right. Before he could come to a conclusion on his ideas, though, he started to feel dizzy and light headed. He closed his eyes to recover and as he did, his forehead split and two boney horns started pushing out. Nathan's jaw dropped open and he let out a soft bleating noise as the sensations came over him. The goats moved to rub at his back as dark black fur started growing out down his spine and spreading across his shoulders.

Nathan shifted his balance as his feet started to ache and throb. His toenails grew out across his feet, forming a hard shell around two clusters on each foot. As the toes inside grew together and his feet formed into cloven hooves, Nathan opened his eyes and tilted his head skyward, panting gently. Even his pants shifted as a small spade of a furry tail grew up from his waist line, flipping about a little as he changed.

"There you go, son, growing into a fine young male..." The goat to his left said, leaning in to lick his ear. Nathan shuddered as the hot wet appendage moved around his ear lobe, but as it sunk into the hole and slid back and forth, he felt oddly at peace. Soon the other goat moved in to do the same on the other side, licking and filling his ears, drawing their tongues from base to tip as his ears grew up into points and black fur spread over the back of them. Nathan panted softly, feeling so oddly loved, so oddly complete... For the first time he wasn't alone, he had two fathers. He reached out to brace the table, steadying himself in the onslaught of sensation.

****

In the living room, Max let out a slight whoop of excitement as he unlocked an achievement on the game he was playing. It seemed like he had been playing all day and his feet were stiff, but he didn't want to stop. Max crossed his legs, not noticing that his toes had started to grow together. Skin filled the gaps between the toes as they were anchored closer and closer together. The skin was also changing color, toughening up and turning brown. The nails that remained on his feet were tough and brown, thickening up almost like the feet of the donkey next to him, a donkey that was having a harder and harder time paying attention to the game.

Jack kept looking over at Max and then looking away. His white underwear was strained by a massive flat equine erection, but Max hadn't seemed to notice yet, much to Jack's delight. He watched the rookie soldier changing with great delight. Max's ears had already grown up into points, the tips black and fuzzy. His hair was coarser and stuck up along the middle almost like a faux hawk and even Max's teeth were growing flatter, looking almost animal. Jack was loving every moment of it and wanted Max's change to take him as quickly as possible, before he figured out what was going on... though it was starting to look as though that wasn't going to be the case.

At first Max had assumed the color differences he saw on his fingers was just the light, but as the next loading screen for the video game came, he took the time to look down and see the truth. His fingernails were thick, brown and grew over his finger tips. Max let out a scream as he sprung up to his feet, but they weren't the feet he was used to. He stumbled forward, looking down at the hoofs that had started to spread over his feet. Even his legs were wrong, his body hair turning from red to dark brown.

"What's going on? You infected me, this... No!" Max let out a scream, turning to bolt from the living room as fast as he could. He charged past the bathroom and kitchen before lunging out of the screen door, though he didn't expect Thane to be there. The two collided with one another and went flying off the porch, landing in the mud. The thick brown splatters soaked Thane and splashed into Max's hair. Max struggled to get free, throwing his arms in punches and kicking. Thane grunted, balling up and tensing his muscles to protect himself.

"Max, it's me!" Thane called out in shock.

"Let me go, let me go please, let me go, not me..." Max begged, his eyes glistening.

"MAXWELL!" Thane exclaimed. Max opened his eyes and gasped, seeing it was his commander that had him... and then Max started to sob.

"They're changing me; I'm becoming one of them." Max cried. Thane looked shocked, looking around before he noticed Max's hands and then his feet. Max was too busy wallowing in sorrow to recount his changes, "Thane, you have to save me, you have to keep me from changing the rest of the way." He begged.

"Then... we'll get you away from here, we'll start by doing what you wanted to do, we'll go to the lake." Thane said.

"But it's raining..." Max moaned. Thane shrugged.

"All the better to hide the tears." Thane said, moving to stand up. He helped Max up to his hooves and the two started moving away from the house, hobbling through the trees. As Max moved, he started to get used to his new feet, much to his own dismay. They left the house behind and continued along the path for almost twenty minutes before the forest fanned out and the lake was revealed. The water was silver with all the rain landing in it, sending ripples out to impact other ripples.

"This is nice..." Max said despite being soaked to the bone. The mud had slowly washed off of most of them, though it still clung resiliently to Max's sparse brown leg fur. Thane continued walking with Max around to find a log before sitting down, his subordinate at his side. Max looked out across the lake for a long moment before he looked at Thane, "What are we going to do?" he asked. Thane was quiet for a moment.

"We're going to stay out here as long as possible, then go back so they don't come looking for us. Tomorrow we'll go out to the fields before breakfast to work. The less time we spend there, the better." Thane said.

"Won't we get hungry?" Max asked.

"Yes, but there's food in the fields. Vegetables, fruits... We'll eat on the job." Thane said. Max smiled a bit at that before leaning his head down onto Thane's shoulder before he suddenly sat back upright.

"I... I don't think it's just my body, I... Thane..." Max whimpered.

"What is it?" Thane asked.

"I wanted to... kiss you just now, Thane, I think they're making me gay too." He whimpered. Thane shook his head.

"They won't make you anything you don't want to be. Just hold onto who you are." Thane said. Max looked into Thane's eyes.

"You'll protect me, won't you?" Max whispered. Thane nodded.

"I promise, I'll protect you." Thane swore. Max smiled at that, feeling more reassured. The two soldiers turned and looked out across the lake in silence, nothing but the sound of the rain to accompany them.

****

The sun had barely started to rise on Monday morning but already Thane and Max were getting ready for the day's labor. It had been a short night for them. They had stayed out as late as they could bare before the cold got to them. When they got back to the attic, both Minolo and Nathan were gone. Thane worried that they were already being changed, but he'd have to save them when he could. Thane still hadn't figured out a way to escape yet, though he was starting to consider digging under the fence line. He just had to figure out if the field went below the emitters as well as above.

"We don't have the shovel..." Max whispered as he loaded more gear into the back of tractor. Thane grimaced. They had signed up to rework the east field which had started to be invaded by invasive weeds. It was time consuming, but without a shovel it was likely to be impossible.

"I'll go get one from the barn, you stay here... and crouch down in the seat or something." Thane said. Max gave a nod, making himself as invisible as he could. Thane glanced both ways before he jogged across to the nearest barn, moving to ease the door open. The wood creaked a bit more than usual as the door swung. The barn was still soaked from the rains the day before, making the door heavier on the hinges. Thane squeezed in the crack he had made before trying to find a shovel. As he advanced there was movement. Thane froze and turned, seeing something he didn't expect. Lying sprawled out on some hay was the black lab from before, reclined on his back. His legs were spread and a thick, red canine shaft rested along his furry belly. Gold eyes gazed up at Thane with desire.

"Thane..." The black lab whispered, "Wanna play? I love playing ball... or balls." He grinned. Thane shifted a bit.

"I... I can't play right now, but are you okay?" Thane asked.

"I'm fine, why wouldn't I be? I just need someone to play with. Will you be my master?" The lab asked, rolling over onto all fours, crawling towards Thane. Thane backed up.

"I mean about yesterday, about them changing you?" Thane asked. The black lab looked confused.

"Changing? All I remember is you changing your mind about our play date. Come on Thane, take me for a walk... I know you've wanted it since you first showed up." The lab whispered.

"You keep acting like I know you..." Thane replied. The dog gave a slight chuckle.

"Of course I do. Come on Thane, that's not a very good joke. How could you forget me so easily? I'm Cal." The black lab responded. Thane felt a chill go down his spine.

"Of course I didn't forget you Cal, it was just a bad joke. It's pretty early, though not too early for me to head out to work. How about I get a shovel and head out, but we consider our options later?" Thane asked, making his way to the shovels before picking one up, soon letting himself out of the barn as fast as he was humanly able. Cal rolled onto his stomach and sighed, wondering if anyone on the farm was going to play with him after all.

****

Thane let out a roar as he brought the shovel down, the metal blade slicing through the vines that snaked across the field, choking out the crops beneath. Despite having cut through the vine, Thane brought the shovel back up and came down again and again, slicing into the dirt with relentless force. Thane let a building growl escape his lips before it manifested in a scream. Max looked up from where he was working, lifting his hand to wipe a smudge of dirt off his cheek. Neither said anything for almost a minute, but Thane finally broke the silence.

"I don't know what to do, what I'm doing." Thane muttered. Max gave a weak smile.

"You're saving me. I haven't changed anymore since the first time. Whatever you're doing is working, and you haven't started to change yet either." Max said. Thane lowered his eyes to the ground before nodding.

"It still doesn't seem like enough. What about Cal, what about the others?" Thane asked.

"Cal was probably already changing before we even got here, and we can try to save the others. Tonight we'll talk to them, try to bring them back around." Max said.

"You're right. I just hope Minolo's forgiven me for being so annoying for the first few days here." Thane said.

"You're his commanding officer, he has to forgive you." Max replied, pulling up the roots to stuff them into a bin.

"I don't think forgiveness works quite that way." Thane smirked, moving to start cutting at more of the vine. He was bringing the shovel down when he paused, spotting a small round fruit growing from the vine. He crouched down and pulled it from the vine, lifting it up. He gave it a sniff before biting into it. His eyes squeezed shut at the tart taste, but the satisfying crunch helped to quench the hunger in his stomach.

"Is it poisonous?" Max asked. Thane looked back at the rookie.

"How would I know yet? Right now it tastes like unripe apples. Tart, maybe like granny smith." Thane said.

"Is it good?" Max asked. Thane took a breath.

"It is if you like tart apples? But if it doesn't kill me, it might be just what we need to get through the night." Thane said, looking around at the field. They had a lot of work ahead of them, both in regards to the farm and their teammates. Thane looked back up as he heard a crunch near by and turned to see Max biting into the apples.

****

The kitchen had never been full of such rich and savory smells before. Nathan had gone all out with the help of his dads to prepare a feast. The dining room table was loaded down with roast chickens, stuffing, bread pudding, rolls, roast vegetables and a plethora of other dishes... though the chefs were no where to be seen. They had retired to the pantry for some celebration of their good work, Nathan getting pinned in between his two new fathers. He slowly bumped and ground against one while the other filled his throat with goat tongue. Their saliva was swapped and Nathan's goat tail wiggled, all while a black goatee grew out of his chin, the hair long and wiry. His feet ached and throbbed as the ankles shifted above his cloven hooves, black fur creeping up his brown legs, hiding the skin beneath.

One of the goats moved to bring his manhood to Nathan's backside, sliding the shaft up and down between the furry cheeks before he brought it home. Nathan's back arched as he was invaded, not that he minded. The goat forced the shaft in deeper, sliding in and out as Nathan's other new father moved to hump him, grinding their rods together. Nathan groaned sharply, humping back, his shaft starting to drizzle seed openly.

"Such a good boy." One of the goats murmured, petting Nathan's hip as it grew fuzzy. The other reached to fondle his swelling balls.

"Oh dads..." Nathan groaned, feeling young again. The three went at it, bucking back and forth wildly before the goat behind Nathan let out a bleat and came, pumping his seed into Nathan's ass. Nathan shuddered as the rich, warm bounty flooded him... and started to work at once. Every inch of his skin from his waist down filled in with thick black fur, but it didn't stop there. His arm pit hair, his chest hair and his arm hair all thickened, spreading out across his torso. His shoulders, his back and then even his neck were changed as it reached his head.

Nathan's brown cheeks darkened with a black wooly beard that pushed out, connecting to his long goatee. The beard grew up past his cheek bones, turning into fur as it surrounded his eyes and covered his nose, a nose that was pushing forward. Nathan grunted and moaned in pleasure as his face extended into a muzzle. It was just enough to send him over the edge as his balls throbbed and his cock pulsed before showering his other father's groin, a father that eagerly returned the favor.

Soon all three goats had dripping groins coated with sperm. They exchanged a few more kisses before pulling apart, leaning down to lick each other clean. Nathan got really into the licking, swinging around to slurp and suck on his father's cock, so much so that his necklace got caught on one of the nails in the pantry. As he went in for another lick, the chain broke and the necklace tumbled to the floor, disappearing beneath one of the shelves. Nathan hadn't even noticed.

Outside, the screen door opened and Thane moved in with Max right behind him. They walked past the large table, trying not to inhale the savory scents, though as Thane moved, a paw came to rest on his stomach, stopping him in place. Harrison had sat down for dinner and looked up at Thane, then at Max before looking back at the leader of the unit.

"I heard you made progress on the East Field today, thank you. That plant could ruin everything we have growing here." Harrison said.

"I saw how easily it spread, trying to dominate the landscape with its vines. If there's one thing I hate, it's an invasive species." Thane replied, though his tone indicated that he felt about Harrison the same way Harrison felt about the weeds.

"I imagine you two worked up quite an appetite with all that work. Why don't you sit down, take a load off." Harrison said.

"We're pretty dirty; we'll grab something to eat after we wash up." Thane said. Harrison looked at the two for another moment before he nodded. Thane continued on, letting Max stay as close as possible behind him.

"Oh, Thane, I was wondering if you could check the pumps by the south west side of the lake tomorrow? I think the filters got clogged up in the storm." Harrison called after them.

"We'll get right on that tomorrow morning, bright and early." Thane replied. Harrison leaned back in his chair.

"Oh I know you will." Harrison murmured.

****

Thane moved up the stairs with Max, though he paused as he heard giggling coming from the other direction. One of the bedroom doors opened and Minolo moved out, or at least the man Minolo was becoming. His feet had become black paws like boots, the fur trailing up into red legs. A long red tail with a white tip swung behind him, sending his furry sheath bobbing before him. The red pointed tip peeked out of the sheath, waiting for the next opportunity to be used. Minolo had even grown fox whiskers and pointed ears on the top of his head.

"Minolo, thank god you're okay. How fast has it been progressing?" Thane asked. Minolo looked over with wide eyes.

"He'ssss not that rough, plussss I think he'ssss more of a gentleman than I ever wassss." Minolo smirked.

"Not... Eww, not sex. How fast are you changing?" Thane asked. Minolo looked confused.

"Changing what, the sheetssss?" Minolo asked with a heavy gay affect.

"Not sex, you're turning into a fox!" Thane said.

"A sssstone cold, sexxxxy foxie... I've always been that way, maybe you're just finally seeing me like that big boi. Wanna see me up closer?" Minolo asked with a swing of his hips.

"You aren't gay, you sleep with a lot of women, you aren't a fox either!" Thane said. Minolo chuckled, leaning in to give Thane's ear a lick.

"I think you've been out in the fields too long. How about you lay down and I'll give you a nice massage." Minolo whispered, moving to hump against Thane's hip. Thane pushed the fox off before taking Max's hand, leading him up the retractable stairs to the attic. Minolo watched them go before pouting, deciding to go off and find his next conquest. Upstairs, Thane sunk down onto the cushion, resting his head in his hands.

"He can't even tell that he's changing, he doesn't care." Thane said.

"Maybe there's just... a window of opportunity." Max said.

"Then we're going to have to make our own tomorrow. That lake doesn't just come from rain water, it's fed from somewhere. We're going to look around, see if there's a way to escape by a river, creek or underground aquifer." Thane said. Max gave a weak smile.

"Sounds like a plan. Tomorrow morning then." Max said, though he grimaced as his stomach suddenly growled loudly. Thane looked up with a soft look of sorrow.

"I know those apples aren't going to sit well, but we have to avoid the food. I think that's how they are doing it." Thane said.

"I know, let's just... go to bed, get some rest before tomorrow morning." Max said, moving to lie down. Thane did the same, pulling off his shirt before reclining back.

****

Thane was getting used to getting up before dawn to prepare for the day, though he was starting to worry that Max wasn't. The ATV had been loaded with equipment for the water pumps but there was still no sign of Max. Thane moved towards the house and marched up the steps, but before he got inside the screen door opened and Harrison moved out. His silver fur glistened even in the very early light. Thane's back stiffened a bit.

"I'm about to head out, I just need to get Max and then we can-" Thane was interrupted.

"Max has other chores today; I think it would be best if you headed out on your own." Harrison said. Thane hesitated.

"With all due respect, we work better as a team and-" Once more Thane was interrupted.

"That is, in fact, part of it. We have to learn how to work together here... Not just two of us, but all of us or one of us. We have to be interdependent and not polarized. Max will be doing chores today to emphasize team building... unless you want him to renege on his responsibilities, and you know where that leads." Harrison said. Thane's eyes narrowed dangerously. Thane knew that Harrison would use his teammates against him. He feared no punishment, but he didn't want them to be punished again.

"Well, I better say goodbye." Thane said, pushing past Harrison. He went through the kitchen, spotting Max there. Thane moved over and Max looked up with a lop sided smile.

"Thane, it'll be okay, it's just one day and we're washing the truck, it won't be bad." Max whispered.

"You're sure?" Thane asked. Max nodded.

"I'll just keep doing what we've been doing and get through the day." Max said with a soft smile. Thane felt heart broken, but he wasn't sure what to do.

"I'll tell you what I see out there, so you won't miss anything." Thane said gently. The plan was to attempt escape, but it seemed that escape had been delayed on the count of a nosey wolf.

"You better get out there so you can hurry back." Max said. Thane gave a nod to that before he moved out of the door and down the steps, heading back to the ATV. As he climbed onto the front seat, he looked up onto the front porch to see Harrison there, watching.

The small vehicle roared to life and the lights flicked on before Thane rode off along the path, not looking back. He didn't want to give Harrison the satisfaction and he didn't want to spend the time looking back either. He wanted to get it over with as fast as he could. Thane gripped the wheel tighter, breathing in and out, his heart racing. Thane didn't notice, but as he breathed fast, his nostrils were expanding and his nose was darkening a bit, not to mention that the brown stubble on his cheeks had grown in perfectly even and was thickening up a bit, even at an accelerated rate. Thane only paid attention to the road and task ahead of him.

****

The leaves of the deciduous trees waved back and forth in the wind, starting to turn yellows and oranges as fall approached. The lake was once more placid, though the banks around the edges had been washed out by the rain. Thane had been working on the filter mounting brackets but it was taking longer than he wanted. He had removed the bolts and screws and was tugging and tugging, but nothing was coming... He dug his feet into the dirt and pulled harder, groaning and straining.

The captain could feel the blood rushing through his muscles, nourishing them. His biceps and triceps tightened, his knuckles turned white from the grip and he strained even more, going so far as to get a twitch in his ear... an ear that was growing taller. Thane pulled and pulled, even as his fingernails grew thick and spread down to cover his finger tips. The hair on his arm grew longer and softer, his ears pushed up past the crest of his head and even his jaw was extending forward.

"Come on, come on, come Uahhhh!" Thane nickered as the filters came free, three metal disks with mesh sliding out, sending Thane toppling to the ground. He landed on his ass and winced, his tailbone feeling almost as if he had broken it. He panted gently before he moaned, his entire body throbbing and aching. His shoulders widened and his spine started to stretch out, his ribs parting to make more room between them.

Thane grunted, realizing what was happening. He tried to will it to stop, but he was too far gone. His shoes grew tighter and tighter before the canasta and stitching started coming apart, the rubber sole peeling off to reveal his changing feet. The toes warped and melded together as the flesh knit into one uniform piece, his toenails growing together into a shield protecting the meat of his feet. The nail spread outward, the keratin thickening and changing before it slipped under the edges of his feet and coated his heel, compacting his feet together.

The soldier grunted and moaned, his changing fingers clawing at the earth beneath him. He watched in horror as his nose and mouth pushed forward inch by inch, spreading without hesitation. His stubbled, bearded cheeks had turned into soft brown fur that now coated his growing muzzle. Thane even felt his eyes shifting a bit, growing a little larger. His ears twitched more and he thrashed his head as his brown hair stood up in the middle, turning black slowly as the hair became a mane. The hair on the sides of his head fell away, leaving just short brown fur in its place.

Thane felt tears leaking down his cheeks as he lost his humanity, but he watched in horror as his pants started to contort and fill out. He seemed to be destined to be hung like a horse after all. His pants tented and then the tent grew tight, his shaft hardening and growing. Thane tried to resist, knowing that sex was how those gay furries got their way. He kept his hands at his sides but the pain and discomfort only grew until, at last, it was not he that gave in... but his pants that gave out.

The fabric split with an audible tearing before a fourteen inch long shaft emerged. The flesh was mottled with spots of pink and black mixed together in some pattern of sex and lust, the mushroom shaped head flattening and flaring out, leaving a swollen urethra in the center. It There was even a medial ring around his rod, making it completely animal. Thane leaned back and let out a long sigh of disgust at what he had become, knowing there had been no way to stop it.

The minutes passed before Thane reminded himself that he wasn't in this alone. Max still was depending on him. Thane couldn't afford to be so selfish. He rose to his knees and then stood up, a new tail flicking behind him. Thane moved to pick up the filters on the pump, clearing the storm debris with his hands before washing them in the lake water, swishing them back and forth to get them clean. He wasn't sure but he had a feeling that they hadn't been cleaned in a while.

The newly equine captain slid the disks back into place and bolted them down before gathering up his tools. It had taken him a half hour to get to the south east end and much longer to work on the pump. He only hoped that Max was still alright and that his chores hadn't gotten too difficult. Thane grabbed his tool bag and stumbled back to the ATV, trying to get used to his new legs... and being taller.

****

A spray of water shot out of the hose and hit Max, splattering across his shoulders, but unlike the fire hose, this wasn't so bad. Max stuck out his tongue at Jack and pulled out his soapy sponge and threw it at the donkey. The donkey tried to dodge but it hit him, sending soap suds everywhere. The donkey picked up the sponge and moved over to wash the hood of the truck, bending over, flicking his tail about suggestively.

Maxwell hadn't been opposed to horse play, but he soon sobered as he realized that the donkey was flirting with him. Worse, Max could feel it starting to work. Max's water logged shorts were warped around his thicker ass and his bigger balls and soon his donkey member pushed up past the waistband, pinned to his stomach. Max shuddered softly, moving around the truck to try and wash the other side.

As the rookie approached the truck's mirror, he paused, spotting his reflection. His hands went up slowly to touch the dark brown furry donkey ears rising form the sides of his head before he looked at his awkward long mouth or his nose pushing out before him. He parted his lips and exposed his buck teeth before his hand went up to his head. The hair on the sides of his head turned brown, but the faux hawk of hair down the middle of his skull was the rusty orange his hair had been.

"Admiring yourself in the mirror? I certainly would." Jack said, coming up behind Max. He reached around and slid his hands up under Max's wet t-shirt, rubbing his chest. Max's pectorals seemed to respond by swelling and defining. Even Max's nipples grew wider and thicker as his chest covered in more tan fur. Max grunted sharply as his jaw popped and shifted, growing into a furry muzzle. The last of the hair on the sides of his head fell away as his ears reached full height above his head, standing tall.

His ass cheeks pushed apart as his tailbone continued to stretch down over his wet shorts, a puff ball of black fur growing out of the end like a tassel. Max groaned and then let out a soft bray as his face finished its transformation, brown fur covering his donkey muzzle. The fur finished coating his arms and legs, then his back and stomach, covering every nook and cranny until nothing was left unchanged. Max grabbed onto the truck for support, panting gently as he struggled to reclaim himself. His eyes slowly opened and he looked into the mirror, only to see a face he didn't recognize - the face of a donkey with a red mane. The rookie turned and bolted up the steps into the house, heading for the attic.

Harrison saw the new donkey move past and took a soft breath before looking out of the window. Outside Jack just shrugged, used to his advances working a bit better. Harrison shook his head and went back to writing his status report. Everything would fall into place given enough time, he was sure of it. Harrison managed to write a few more paragraphs before he looked up at the window again, wondering how Thane's transformation was progressing.

****

The growl of the ATV sounded Thane's return, though as the various workers around the farm looked up, they did not see the human commander as he had been. Thane was now a fine horse with a fine coat, his black mane rippling in the wind. His hooves were wide and thick and none of his clothes fit him anymore. His long equine phallus was hard from the vibration of the engine and there was nothing he could do to hide it. Thane blushed beneath his fur as he drove around the house, putting the ATV back where it belonged. Once he locked up the door to the garage, he headed up the side steps onto the deck and moved into the house.

The sudden wave of warmth, delicious smells and laughter was almost overwhelming for Thane. He hadn't expected things to sound quite so happy, but then again there was no reason for them not to be. They weren't the ones that had lost everything. Thane cut through the laundry room and snagged a pair of shorts from the pile, looking both ways before trying them on. The first pair he grabbed didn't even fit around his hooves, but the second pair slipped up his legs and cupped his massive horse cock. Thane stuffed it in before carefully zipping.

With a sigh, Thane moved through the living room and into the kitchen, stopping as he approached the table. He could tell that the fox and goat at the table were Minolo and Nathan, but there was a red headed donkey next to them, still looking hesitant about eating. Thane felt his heart ache. It had to be Max... But he was so tall, so strong as a donkey. He was much manlier in general. Thane swallowed before he moved over to sit down.

"Hey guys." Thane said gently.

"Hey Thane, thanks for fixing the pump." Nathan said as if nothing had happened.

"Thane..." Max whispered. Thane gave a gentle nod.

"Hey Max, were you still planning to play Mortal Creed on Sunday?" Nathan asked. Max looked a bit flummoxed that his friends didn't notice that he changed at all, but he soon nodded.

"Yeah, I still have about forty achievements left to unlock and I keep getting stuck on the highway." Max said.

"Well I was thinking if we use the guardian's key to get access to the armory early and then go through the forest of woe that we could grind out way up to a higher level." Nathan said. Minolo let out a coo.

"Oh yeah, you guysss should grind a lot... I want to see you... level up." Minolo said, running his hand up and down Nathan's leg. Nathan let out a bleat of delight.

"Well, maybe, though me and my dads are pretty busy in that department. A kit's gotta be a good boy after all." Nathan replied. Minolo chuckled.

"Well ussss foxiessss don't have to be good at all. You should see me going down on all the men up stairs. It'ssss so awesome being gay. It's like the whole world is mine and I get to tassste it all." Minolo moaned, moving to rub his nipples.

"I know what you mean, the feel of a cock in my ass is the best thing I've ever felt in my life... Well, no, having two in there is." Nathan grinned.

"Does it stop... that ache of being empty? That need to be filled, to... have a strong man close to you?" Max murmured. Thane's eyes widened in concern.

"Oh yeah, there isn't anything like being pressed to a hot, hard man, feeling him in you, fucking and sucking and kissing and rubbing." Nathan said, sounding like a horny teenager. Max was starting to drool before Thane cleared his throat.

"So about Mortal Creed, you think the forest of woe is the way to go?" Thane asked.

"Oh yeah! I mean it's a little out of our way, but if we go at the highway better equipped, then the highway bandits won't be nearly as much of a threat." Nathan replied. Just like a teenager, he was incredibly easy to distract as well. Soon even Minolo was jumping in on the gaming discussion. Thane felt that he finally had a strategy to keeping the topic to subjects he was comfortable with, at least for the moment.

****

The steps to the attic lowered and groaned a bit under Thane and Max's weight as they moved upstairs. Much to Thane's surprise, their bare mattresses on the floor had been replaced with queen sized beds on bed frames. Thane moved in, looking at the orange sheets before he leaned in and gave it a sniff with his equine nose. It still smelled like a box spring, though Thane was then confused how he knew what that smelled like. Then Thane was very surprised that there was a muzzle pushing against his ass cheeks. Thane nearly jumped over the bed, looking back to where Max was, his hands over his groin, his eyes wide and his nostrils flared. Max shuddered softly before he fell to his knees, looking up at Thane, panting hard.

"Thane, I'm so horny... I'm really, really horny, but I don't want to be an animal like the others, I want to be me..." Max whimpered.

"It's going to be okay Max, we'll figure it out, we'll make it through this. It isn't too late for us to find a way out." Thane said.

"Maybe if... Maybe if I suck you... I won't go crawling to them, I'll still be me." Max whispered. Thane hesitated.

"Max, I don't know if that's the best idea." Thane replied. Max's eyes glistened almost as if they were going to tear up.

"Please, Thane, I can't stand it anymore, please..." Max said, crawling over Thane's bed before nuzzling him in the groin. Thane shuddered at the feeling of the furry donkey muzzle and thick lips at his groin. He reached down and hesitantly started to stroke Maxwell's mane. Max groaned, his lips parting, his donkey tongue emerging. He licked at Thane's shorts, stroke after stroke, the saliva soaking through the fabric.

Against all of his better judgment, Thane reached down to unbutton and unzip his shorts. Max's tail flicked around as he deeply inhaled the scent of Thane's crotch fur before the shorts dropped down and fourteen inches of equine shaft emerged. Max gave a greedy lick up the shaft before he slathered the tip with his mouth juices, teasing the slit before he pushed forward, taking the cock into his mouth. It felt almost as if he was designed for that with his long muzzle. Soon Max was sliding forward and back, his hands reaching to stroke Thane's legs.

Thane groaned, his mind buzzing with pleasure. It felt better than he could have imagined, like it was something he should have been doing for a long time. Thane started to thrust forward and back, moving in and out of Max's mouth. The donkey sucked even harder and the horse plowed into his subordinate's mouth, groaning. When Max's hands reached Thane's balls and started to massage them, it was all over. Thane tilted his head back and let out a whinny. His mind burned with pleasure and his thick cock pulsed before it let out his horse spunk.

Max gobbled up the cum, drinking it down and feeling it squirm its way to his stomach. The sensation of gulping it all down was so gratifying that he shuddered himself, a huge wet mess starting to spread in his pants. Soon cum was dripping through the material and from his pant legs, soaking his fur. Max couldn't help it, couldn't stop, and he didn't want to. He drank from Thane until every drop was gone and then he collapsed against the horse. Thane felt back onto the bed, panting hard, holding the donkey against him, wondering if he really had been gay all along.

****

The morning light had started to filter through the windows and Max slowly woke up, groaning a little... but Thane didn't stir and it didn't sound like anyone in the house was awake either. It wasn't yet a Sunday, but it seemed they had a grace period. Max went to move and then winced, feeling his dried semen sticking to his pants. He had to clean himself up. The donkey carefully extracted himself from bed and then moved across the attic before moving down the stairs, sneaking his way to the bathroom.

With the door shut behind him, Max turned the bath tub on and let the water start to fill up. He unbuttoned his pants and let them fall around his ankles. He could hear how crispy they were but his fur seemed to fair a lot better. Max resolved next time to be naked when he had sex, but then he realized how horrible that thought was. He grunted softly and shook his head, trying to dislodge the gay thoughts.

He lifted one leg over the edge of the tub and then stepped in the rest of the way before sitting down. The water sloshed around him, washing over his legs, his fur swaying one way and then the other in the current of the water. Max sighed with relief as the water soothed and relaxed his aching muscles. He lied back against the slope of the tub, resting for a long moment before he opened his eyes... and for the first time he saw it, his fully changed and fully donkey cock.

At being noticed, blood started flowing into the solid black cock extending from his groin. It moved like a slug across his lap, inching along, stretching and widening before suddenly it defied gravity and started lifting up, up, and up. Soon it was standing before him, wobbling and pulsing. Max tried to resist its charms, but slowly his hand moved out and his fingers locked around it.

The water began sloshing more as Max stroked up and down, working his cock, panting hard. Every stroke he gave himself, he felt more and more in love with his own package. It was so big and thick and hot and hard and black and perfect. Nothing ever had seemed as perfect as his big black cock... and it was so big that Max could do something he never expected to. Slowly the donkey leaned forward and his lips parted again, his tongue emerging and slathering over the tip of his cock. The musky, spicy taste was so good that he soon took the flat head of his cock into his mouth and started to suck away.

He moaned at the taste of his own shaft, loving it so much, but it was still missing something. His ass still ached with the hunger of being empty. He needed something to fill it, another big black perfect cock. Max moaned as he imagined such a shaft entering him over and over, pushing into him at the limit, a male bent over his back, hot and hard... and how handsome Jack was, the donkey that started it all for him.

"Oh Jack..." Max moaned, panting as he imagined riding the donkey's lap, feeling that cock, feeling another man's seed fill him - and then the terror hit Max. He was becoming gay for a furry. He whimpered out in shock and disgust, but it was too late. His body felt the joy of his imagination and soon Max was cumming. His sperm arched up and splattered down into the water, thickening as it hit the water, floating around. Max shuddered softly as his orgasm ended, feeling incredibly dazed and trying desperately to regain his senses.

****

Thane found it hard to believe that several more days had passed, but another Sunday had arrived and the farm was far more relaxed than usual. He'd gotten a start on an escape plan with three days to think, but today would be his day to get some traction. He had left the rest of his team to play video games, though it was hard to believe they were the same team. They had always gotten into arguments before, but now they were comparing notes on video games and music and sexual fantasies, getting along better than ever. Thane hated to see them act so gay, but talking about sex was better than fucking each other's brains out. Thane knew he wouldn't have another chance to try and get out. If they were in there for another week, there wouldn't be anything left for them.

Thane's travels had taken him to the lakeside again, his eyes studying the hidden perimeter. At the farm it was easy to see the fences, but around the forest they were stuck between trees and bushes. In a few instances only a faint humming and a tingling of the extremities warned the horse that he was nearing danger. He got so adept at following the edge of the field that he nearly ran into the wooden wall of some sort of structure. He paused, stepping back to get a better look at it.

The house was the same age as the farm house but it wasn't in as good of condition. Moss covered the single story roof, the windows were milky and the paint had long since worn off. Thane moved around the outside of the house, wondering if it had been lost during the wars. He reached for the door handle ever so slowly, taking a breath.

"It's locked... but I can let you in if you want." A voice came. Thane spun around before he saw an impressive figure. Standing at the far end of the property was a seven and a half foot tall, solid black horse with dark black glassy eyes. The horse looked Thane over before a smile crossed his muzzle, "You're a new arrival, aren't you?" he asked.

"I... was, now I'm something else." Thane said.

"But you're still you inside, or you wouldn't be looking for an escape." The black horse said. Thane's back tensed. The black horse soon chuckled, "Its okay, I'm not going to turn you in... In fact, I can sympathize with the plight of the prisoners. I never thought it was right to keep them trapped like this." He said.

"What is your name? I'm Thane." Thane introduced.

"I'm Shadow. Pleased to meet you Thane." The black horse said.

"So you sympathize with us? Enough to help us?" Thane asked. Shadow took a deep breath before he nodded.

"I can help you, but... only if you help me. I'd be risking a lot and I need something to remember it by." Shadow said. Thane looked dubious.

"Like what?" Thane asked.

"Well, you have some pretty big, strong hands there. How about you give me a hand with a job..." Shadow said. Thane almost thought for a moment he was going to get help for a chore, but Shadow's hand moved down to stroke his long, black cock. Thane's heart fell and he thought about turning and walking away, but he couldn't resist the chance. Shadow lived apart from the others in the most vulnerable part of the perimeter. Maybe he knew something, maybe he could help. Thane would have to suck it up, so to speak. The former soldier moved forward and reached out for Shadow's shaft but the black horse chuckled.

"Not here." He said, moving over to the door of his house before unlocking it. He eased the door open and led Thane in to where the bedroom was set up. The bed seemed to be fifty years old or more as Thane laid down on it, the springs squeaking out in protest. Shadow crossed his arms behind his head and grinned as Thane moved over, pulling a short stool over. Thane sat down on the wood stool and reached out, wrapping one hand around Shadow's cock before realizing there was more than enough room for a second.

Shadow let out a slight nicker of pleasure as Thane used both hands. Thane just told himself it was going to be like milking a cow. He stroked up and then down, squeezing a bit as he did, picking up the speed. Shadow moaned, starting to thrust his hips up and down. With each thrust, the bed squeaked, keeping track of the pace. Thane slowly figured out what movements worked better and used them more, speeding up. Shadow's lips curled in pleasure and he moaned.

"You're really good at this Thane." Shadow whispered.

"Shut up." Thane shot back. Shadow chuckled, thrusting into the hands more. Thane felt himself gripping tighter and tighter, the musky smell pouring around his head. He blinked a bit, feeling disoriented but he tried to stay focused, trying to get Shadow to the edge. Moments trailed into minutes, but finally the black horse started to kick one leg before he let out a whinny and his shaft pulsed.

Thane felt the seed move up the horse's cock and he knew he should have gotten out of the way, but for some reason he wasn't able to move. The yellowed sperm hit him in the face, splashing all over his muzzle. Thane grunted as the salty flavor hit his lips and some got in his mouth. Before he thought to spit, he swallowed it but then groaned in disgust, snatching his hands off of the horse, wiping his face off on his cock.

"That was really good." Shadow said.

"Now the way out..." Thane said. Shadow slowly grinned.

"There isn't one. I said I'd help you, not help you escape... And I did. Didn't that feel better than fighting? Don't you see, the only way is to give in... like I did." Shadow said. Thane looked at the horse in disgust before he sprung up to his hooves and charged out of the house, heading back the way he came, though he stumbled a bit. His pants were painfully tight, his horse cock hardening with each step.

"Damn fucker had me jack him off and he didn't even return the favor." Thane replied, not realizing how gay of a thought that was, and if he had truly wanted the favor returned that Shadow would have been more than happy to help. Thane also didn't notice the sway of his hips or that his cock was drooling in thought of how angry he was at Shadow.

****

Of all the tools and equipment on the farm, the farm truck saw more activity than anything. From transporting grain, pigs and workers, it got dirty pretty fast and the week usually started with washing it. Once more Max found himself on washing duty with Jack. Jack wore a pair of yellow short shorts that barely contained his manhood and his round fuzzy ass. Max had longer shorts on and a sleeveless red t-shirt that he had earned from his work. They carried their soapy buckets around and dipped the sponges in before getting to work.

Thick streams of mud ran down the windshield as the dirt and dust was eroded away. Max scrubbed hard, lifting the windshield wipers up and getting under them. Jack moved around Maxwell, bumping his groin against his partner's ass before leaning down to wash the headlights. Max shuddered at the close contact, blushing beneath his fur again. Jack flashed a winning smile of donkey teeth at the other, waggling his ass a bit before he stood up.

"You like that?" Jack asked. Max said nothing but looked away shyly. Jack moved up behind Max and leaned in, licking the smaller donkey's neck, "Oh yeah, you like it." He whispered, petting Max's hips before he reached around to grope the new donkey's groin. Max groaned out at that as his thick shaft grew harder. Jack continued to lick and nuzzle before he brushed his muzzle against Max's tall donkey ears.

"HAWWW... HEEHAWW..." Max brayed, his eyes rolling back into his head in pleasure. Jack took that as an acknowledgement of the donkey's desires. His hands moved to grip at Maxwell's shorts and pulled them down before he took a hold of the red shirt and split it up the back, the fabric falling forward. Max gasped at being suddenly naked, but Jack was right back there against him. Max cooed as he felt the hot furry muscled body against his back and he started to melt into the embrace.

"Don't you love it Max? Being gay, being a donk, being my donk?" Jack asked. Max gave a gentle nod before he moaned.

"I love being your gay donk!" Max called out. That was all Jack wanted to hear. The larger donkey reached down and split his own pants open, his black rod springing to attention. He rubbed the shaft between Max's ass cheeks like a hot dog in a bun, some of his pre dripping down to lubricate the area, but Jack was too hungry for Max to wait any longer. He pulled back and let gravity bring his shaft down before he thrust in suddenly.

Max arched his back, grabbing onto the truck for dear life. His muscles tensed and relaxed as a foot of donkey dick speared into him but he rode the rod to the best of his abilities. Each pump in and out started to erode the last of his memories or worries about his life before. His mind was no longer the mind of a soldier, but a young and rowdy gay donkey bottom. He brayed and moaned and pushed back. The two were fully naked, fully exposed and fully unrepentant.

A few of the other farm hands took a moment to gawk at the donkeys going at it, particularly as Max's shaft swung around from the force of the thrusts into his ass, but it was so common place on the farm that everyone soon went back to what they were doing. The sounds of sex was nothing new to them. Max drooled and moaned, his nostrils flared, his eyes wide with bliss. Jack knew he had the young donk right where he wanted him. He tilted his hips just a bit more and started to strike Max's prostate.

Max went weak in the knees and almost fell flat to the ground, but Jack's strong arms caught him as he kept going. The waves of pleasure filling Max were too much to bear and soon his shaft was pulsating, sending jets of hot sperm all over the side of the truck. Max moaned and despite the rest of his body feeling like rubber, he managed to clench his ass around Jack. The extra pressure was all it took for Jack to come over the edge. Soon he was braying too, his voice carrying far and wide.

The sounds made it into the trees and Thane's tear drop equine ears perked up as he heard the sounds, wondering if someone was in trouble. He had been so deeply inside his head, contemplating what had happened that he didn't think about the others or what might have happened. Thane broke into a sprint and bolted out of the trees, his feet as fast as a race horse... until he saw Max.

Thane skidded to a stop, disgusted for a moment before he realized that Jack might have Raped Max. He jogged forward to go help his friend, but as he approached Max leaned back and gave Jack a deep kiss. Thane felt his heart break. He had lost Max too, just like he'd lost Nathan and Minolo. His team was gone, there was only a group of furries. Thane's shoulders slumped, his head drooped and he started moving toward the house. He'd made too many compromises himself. Max broke the kiss as he saw someone come up and smiled at seeing it was Thane.

"Hey, Thane, how's your day going?" Max asked as if nothing had changed. Thane said nothing, moving up the steps. Max pulled himself off of Jack and looked at Thane in confusion, following after him, "Thane, are you okay?"

"Just go back to your friend Max..." Thane grumbled, slamming the screen door. Thane pulled it back open and followed Thane through the house.

"Thane, it's okay... We can still do stuff together too." Max offered, remembering sucking his commander off. Thane spun around to face him.

"Max, I'm not gay! I'm not even supposed to be a horse. This place is changing us." Thane said.

"Not... not gay? But Thane, it's the most wonderful thing in the world!" Max said. Thane let out a grunt and resumed heading toward the attic. Max followed after, "It is! You don't have to deal with any of the problems women bring up, no risk of pregnancy or anything!"

"Max, species don't work that way. What about the new generation? What about different perspectives in life?" Thane asked.

"Guys can have different perspectives... But Thane, you have no idea how good I feel, always so horny and happy!" Max said. Thane reached up and pulled the steps down to the attic before he turned back to face Max.

"I know how you feel, believe me... But that's not how it is supposed to be. That isn't life, that's brain washing." Thane said before he stormed up the stairs and pulled them up after him. Max jumped and grabbed the rope, but when he tugged on it, it didn't budge. Thane had apparently found a way to secure the steps. Max hung his head and slowly turned to head back the way he had come.

****

Another three days had gone by. The fields had been tended, the house washed, the equipment repaired. It was all becoming routine, just like Thane coming back to Shadow time and time again. The old bed squeaked as Shadow filled Thane's ass with huge horse cock, but Thane's mind was still trying to be elsewhere. He thought about being a nomad, drifting through the cities in hooded cloaks. The humans would no doubt kill him for what he was... but it had to be better than living on an internment farm... well, better than most of it. There were some things he loved, like that hard dripping cock.

"More..." Thane begged, pushing his hips back before blushing. He still couldn't believe how much he loved Shadow's cock. The horse leaned down to lick up Thane's mane.

"You are such a strong, handsome horse. Muscles forged by your work in the fields, your shoulders wide enough to pull a plow, your hooves the size of dinner plates. You are so sexy and so gay..." Shadow murmured.

"They're not that big..." Thane said modestly. Shadow grinned.

"Of course they are, you're just being modest." Shadow said, reaching around to wrap his fingers around Thane's cock, sliding his hand up and down, beating Thane's member off. Thane moaned, thrusting into the hand, his mind contemplating all the work he did on the farm. He had done a lot of chores, he was big and strong... It was almost as if the farm needed him, and Thane liked to be needed. It was something that had been missing in his life.

As Thane thought about being needed and life on the farm, he started losing grasp on the rest of his life. He lost the thoughts about escape, of being a nomad. His mind was rebuilding itself, focused on alternating between work and play and how good both felt to someone as strong as he was. Thane started moaning more and more, pushing his ass back against the horse, moaning and clenching.

Shadow grinned wide, seeing Thane's spirit finally broken. Shadow fucked the horse ass before him deep and hard, knowing what a great reward he would get. Thane had been the most challenging prisoner in the camp's history. Harrison had worried a great deal, but Shadow knew he'd get the best reward of all for finally bringing him around... Thane himself. The two horses went at it, letting out whinnies of pleasure. They thrust forward and back, clashing together with such force that the bed started to lurch across the room, sliding around.

The groaning, squeaking and shuddering reached an all time peak, and that was just the bed. The two went at it like the animals they had become. Their tails thrashed, their muscles tensed and Shadow gave one last powerful thrust, sending Thane into the mattress and sending the bed to the floor. The frame exploded around them, the mattress crashing down, but still they didn't stop. Shadow pummeled Thane and Thane pushed back, begging for more and more. The sun started to set outside but still they went at it, Shadow's horse cock lubed up with his own natural juices. Thane let out whinnies and knickers, giving in completely to his instincts before at last he froze, his back arching and his equine head raising upwards.

"YES!" He screamed, and then he felt the bloom of orgasmic pleasure spread through his body. His balls tugged up, but before he had a chance to come, Shadow beat him to the punch. The black horse clung to his mate tightly, not wanting to let him go in the slightest. Thane had never felt so young, so innocent, so right. It was as if the horse was taking his virginity, and in at least one way he was. The hot rush of seed flowed into Thane's ass so deep, so true and then Thane joined in, his cock unleashing torrents of cum all over the mattress beneath him.

Both horses came for several long minutes before Thane collapsed against the bed and Shadow fell across his back, panting. They remained mostly hard, wrapped up together, brown and black fur in a heap of muscle. Thane let his brain soak in the afterglow, thinking of nothing but Shadow and what the future held for them. For the first time in so many years it seemed bright, with possibility and hope... the hope of something better, of something brighter.

"Sh... Shadow, I've never felt this way before." Thane whispered. The black horse chuckled.

"I hope not, I want to change your world." Shadow said, brimming with confidence. Thane, however, felt like a teenager again.

"Shadow, would you be my... my boyfriend?" Thane whispered. Shadow grinned at that before leaning down, running his tongue along Thane's muzzle.

"Yes, I'll be your boyfriend... and we'll have amazing fun together." Shadow said. Thane cooed at that, his eyes squeezing shut as another orgasm washed over him, his shaft unleashing a bit more seed onto the already soaked, broken bed. Thane had absolutely no more thoughts of escape, thinking only of the future that he and Shadow would share together.

****

Another day dawned and with it came the sun. Silver light spilled into the attic, though far more complex shadows were cast along the floor. The room hadn't just been upgraded with big beds, now the room boasted night stands, dressers and all the amenities of a full suite. It also boasted many more bodies. On one bed Nathan was cuddled up between the legs of his two father goats, his face fur soaked with the left over semen of the others. Minolo was buried in a pile of wolves and coyotes while the two donkeys slumbered near by. That simply left Thane and Shadow in their bed together, a heap of muscle.

Across the room the steps to the floor below were pulled open and the sound of paws came as the silver wolf moved up into the attic. Harrison looked around at them all with a proud smile. It had been hard work, but they were all productive members of the farm now. He rubbed his paws together before he gave a gentle clap.

"Good morning men, it's time for breakfast. We have a long day ahead of us." Harrison said. The goats were the first to awake, reaching down to rouse Nathan as any good parents would. Nathan murmured, slipping out of bed and onto his cloven hooves. The sound of someone clambering around on hooves soon woke the slutty fox and he gave his partners a few licks before extracting himself. With the hot core of their group gone, the others woke and began the descent into the main house.

Harrison moved out with the first group, heading down a few flights of stairs and took his place in the kitchen. The furries continued to trickle out of the attic bit by bit, taking their place. The smell of freshly cooked oats, raisins, meats and other flavors wafted up, filling the house before eventually reaching Thane and Shadow. The two horses stretched and yawned before they climbed out of bed and came down. By the time they reached the kitchen there were barely any chairs left, but the two sat down and dished up from the communal pots.

"Good morning Nathan." Minolo said, leaning over to give his goat friend a deep kiss. Nathan murmured and returned the kiss happily.

"Morning sexy." Nathan said, reaching to give the fox's furry sheath a happy squeeze. Minolo moaned, his pink cock slipping out of its protective cover.

"You two are so adorable." Max said happily.

"Not as adorable as us." Thane said, moving to give Shadow a muzzle locked kiss. The two exchanged tongue slaps and their ears twitched in pleasure.

"You guysss are ssso gay!" Minolo chuckled, his affect quite strong as he swished his wrist around. The others chuckled gently.

"Well after last night I can't disagree, I'm so gay but its wonderful and I have so much love for this big guy right here." Thane said.

"I know how that can be, Jack and I are so very lucky." Maxwell said, gazing into Jack's eyes. Jack smiled back before kissing Max's forehead, reaching to pinch one of his lover's nipples. Max shivered happily.

"Well it's good you guys got a good night's rest, we're going to need it. The irrigation system could stand for an upgrade and we have just enough parts." Harrison said.

"I just LOVE laying pipe." Nathan cooed.

"Seeing all those fertile fields all wet will be its own reward." Minolo said.

"But what about hot sexy fun times?" Max asked.

"I think that'll be the true reward." Thane said, the four breaking into laughter. They had never been so happy, so horny, so content or quite so gay in all their lives.

****

While none of the team contemplated the passage of time, it seemed that the longer they were on the farm, the faster it went. A week's worth of work had come and gone and with it a relaxed Sunday. The irrigation system had been installed faster than Harrison had expected, giving them all extra time to play and relax and have fun... though with the rise of another day, unexpected news had come. They would be welcoming brand new guests.

Nathan stood before his fathers on the porch, slipping his legs through some tight pants that hugged his legs and showed off his muscles. Minolo stood near by, wriggling into a tight black shirt that showed every muscle beneath his fur. Maxwell had an easier time getting his clothes on, not because they were any less tight but because he wore little more than a speedo. Harrison nodded approvingly from the porch.

"Max, why don't you show Nathan how well you wash the truck?" Harrison said. The donkey clapped his goat friend on the shoulder and the two headed down to the truck, getting the soap and buckets and hose ready. Harrison enjoyed watching them, though his ears perked up a bit. He could hear the distant rumbling approaching already. Harrison took a deep breath before he turned and moved inside.

Far above the ground floor, Thane could hear the screen door open and shut and the laughter of his friends as they started to wash the truck. He could even hear Jack moving to try and help his lover with the fun, but Thane's focus was elsewhere... particularly on the studly stallion reaming his ass. Shadow was relentless and once he got a feel for Thane's posterior, nothing could keep him away.

Thane thrust his hips back as Shadow came in and the two worked magic together. The beds in the attic were far sturdier than the one that the horses had broken together, though only time would tell if this one would survive longer. The bed itself shimmied and shook, sliding around the floor as they mated. Much to Thane's surprise, the bed eventually slid over far enough that he could see out of the window.

The brown horse gazed down, watching his friends washing the truck in their tight clothes with their thick packages, showing it all off. He even saw the gates sliding open as a massive multi-wheeled craft moved in. He felt an instinctive fear for a moment, but then he saw the white paw on the side and relaxed again. He giggled as Shadow shifted his weight, increasing the friction between them.

As the horses went at it, the prison transport opened and a bull pulled five new soldiers down the ramp. Two were black, one asian and two were white. Thane shuddered at how hairless and tiny they were. In a way he felt sorry for them, but even his pity for the new prisoners was disquieting. Thane closed his eyes and shut out the world around him, focusing entirely on the task at hand. He grinned wide as Thane struck his prostate over and over before he fell into the grand abyss of pleasure that was orgasm.

The horses whinnied and called out in pleasure, their sperm flying everywhere before, at last, they collapsed into a happy and content pile. Thane's eyes were shut, his heart was racing and he panted deeply. His mind was almost thoughtless, so complete in pleasure that it required no other consideration... though deep down, Thane had vague inklings of thoughts... vague contemplations of how he had been the warden of his own prison, that he had locked himself up behind fear and doubt and now, at long last he was free.

An extra large smile crossed Thane's lips as he felt Shadow pass out on his back. He loved the feeling of being truly free - free to be gay, to be happy, to be content. He knew it was a freedom that everyone deserves. Thane looked out of the window at the poor humans below getting Harrison's speech. Thane knew deep down he had to help them to be free, to escape from the prison they built inside of themselves. With that thought in mind, Thane let out one last moan and passed out cold.