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The following story contains adult content that may be offensive to anyone. If you are under 18 or whatever the legal age to view adult material is wherever you live, please do not continue. I aint planning on getting sued. Now, if you will, prepare to enter a domain of cliche's and grammitical errors. Peprare yourself for... The Trans Lab... Test Subject Analysis Form Subjects 005 and 006 Subject Information Sex: Male/Male Species: Otter Names: Pierce and Gage Windstrom Description: Twin otters with a light coat of brown fur. Somewhat on the short side at 5'2", with rather lanky builds. * * *

Experimentation details This will be the first dual procedure for the Trans Lab team. The surgeons will be split into two teams for this very delicate operation. Team A will work with the first subject. For the time being he shall be referred to by his number, as will the other. Subject 005 will have tongue muscle extracted and replaced with the male penis. The base muscles will be fused with the penis to allow greater versatility and movement range. The male testis, after being modified to withstand inner-body temperatures, will be implanted inside of the jaw, safe from physical harm. Subject 006 will have a slightly more drastic change. The entire oral cavity will be renovated, removing both tongue and teeth. The sides of the subjects muzzle will be grafted shut, leaving only a small opening in the center. The subject will then be given a drug to grow an anal cavity within the renovated opening. Sensitivity of the rectal muscles will be significantly heightened for this procedure. Details of nutrition reception are sketchy, but the lab technicians are confident that there won't be a problem. Both subjects will have vocal cords removed, to prevent implications involving speech difficulties. The subjects were notified that their presence was requested to review the progress of the Mekuf Research Institute. Their Arrival is scheduled for 9am, sharp, Saturday morning. * * *

Subject Log

• • * The buzz of the city fell short at the thick walls of the monstrous apartment complex. The gargantuan building looms over the rest of the city, aside from the tallest of business skyscrapers. Near the top of the complex sat the richest of the rich. The extravagant lofts of the wealthy, ripe with the most opulent of luxuries. The shades are drawn down, letting no light enter the rooms of the loft. The faint blue glow of the TV casts an eerie glow over the rest of the room. Passed out on the couch lays an otter, his fur ruffled beyond recognition, and his clothes torn askew. Slowly he comes too, moaning as the events of the night before flood back to him all at once. "Augh..." He moans softly. "The hell?" He asks, looking around the room. Nothing looks as proper as it should. Paintings lay defenseless on the ground, some rendered asunder by wild partygoers. Strange stains of all colors litter the floor, some obviously produced from sexual intercourse. The dim rays of sunlight sneaking in from between the share seem to purify streams of air, as dust particles float freely through space. The dazed otter slowly rises from the couch, stumbling slightly as his head pounds in anger from being awoken so abruptly. As he moves through the loft, he sees miscellaneous valuables strewn around on the floor. Further on, the door to the master bedroom lays slightly ajar. The sounds of snoring can be heard even from this distance. Tripping over his own feet, the otter flies face first through the door and onto the warm, carpeted ground. The lush, thick shag rug rubs smoothing up against his head fur, as he cuddles it for a moment, lost in reverie. Meanwhile the head of another otter peeks out from over the bed, a look of curiosity plastered across his muzzle. The otter giggles softly to himself. "Oh Gage-ey" he melodically calls out from his perch on the bed. "What the hell are you doing in my room?" He asks playfully as the other otter looks up at him, bewildered. "Come on, we gotta get going!" He exclaims excitedly, helping the other otter up from the floor. He stands back in embarrassment, noting, "Your clothes are missing" in a slightly mocking tone. The otter looks down sharply and quickly covers himself up as his partner giggles and ruffles his head fur. "Better get ready, Gage-ey" He walks off out of the room, leaving the silent otter alone, and still stark naked. "Well, better find something to wear" Gage mutters to himself, rummaging through the drawers around the room, searching for a suitable outfit. He and his twin brother, Pierce, were being invited to the Mekuf Research Institution to see the effects of their investments. Several months earlier, they had received an email describing the operations of the Institute, and couldn't wait to fund them. They were both a bit fiendish in sexual terms. Together they had amassed quite a collection of pornography, the likes of which was yet unknown to the world. He sighs as he looks down at a picture of him and his brother, at graduation. They looked so happy together, and that's probably what sparked their relationship. The incestuous pair had been going at it for quite some time. Due to their joint inheritance fund, they were extremely well to do, even though they cowered in the face of poverty many a time while growing up. But that was all over now; their worries were far behind them. And if this 'special' research proved fruitful, they would have a good deal of entertainment for years to come. After Scrounging together some inconspicuous clothes to form a decent outfit, Gage proceeded out to the kitchen, only to find pierce waiting and tapping his foot paw. "You finally ready? Pierce asks, looking somewhat impatient with his brother. Gage slumps a bit, muttering back a half-hearted response. The two set off to find their limo waiting to take them to the Research Institution. They don't see themselves as too good for normal transportation, but ever since the got caught making love in the backseat of a taxi on Taxicab confessions, they've been rather weary of public transportation. Arriving at the Institute about two hours late, Pierce quickly escapes from the limo, dragging Gage along by the arm, almost dislocating it from the socket with his violent tugs. "Move it or lose it gage! We're late enough as it is!" He shouts angrily, rushing towards the entrance of the large dome-like structure with gage in tow. As they arrive, Pierce bursts through the doors, startling the old cougar lady stationed at the desk. Quickly, gage apologizes to the cougar for their intrusion. Shortly after, pierce chimes in; "We're the Windstroms and we're here to see Dr.-" "Brosnon" Rings out a voice from across the room. The two otters turn to face the source of the feminine voice, to find a young female lynx staring back at them. Her white lab coat covers up her tangy brown and tan fur, and helps to clearly outline her voluptuous breasts. The thin circular glasses perched atop her muzzle accentuate the distinguished features of her face. "Please, step into my office, boys." The gorgeous feline instructs. The two follow, dumbfounded by her absolute beauty, watching her tail wag playfully back and forth as she leads on. The lynx closes the door after the otters as they seat themselves in the soft leather chairs provided there. The lynx sits behind her desk, across from the twins. She clears her thoughts and begins, "As you can see from the building renovations alone, your funding was spent wisely." "We didn't invest in this place for construction, Mrs. Brosnon," Pierce replies. "Of course not sir" she replies, biting her lip. "The lab team has already completed the first four operations, and the subjects are still involved in the familiarization process." "Go on" Pierce replies, slightly intrigued. "We have footage recorded of the subjects, post-operation, adapting to their augmentations. If you'll please direct your attention to monitor on the far wall" The two turn to see a gigantic monitor embedded in the wall. It stood back about an inch from the wall, leaving the impression that a section of the wall was hiding the monitor, and silently slid up while they were turned around. The otters marveled at the almost obscene beauty of the technology. It was at least 5 feet across, the largest they had ever seen. As the gaped, the lynx pushed a few buttons under her desk, activating the gargantuan screen. The screen pops to life and brightens, revealing the Mekuf logo. Pierce straightens himself in his chair, trying to look professional and urging his brother to do the same. Once sure of the otters' enrapturement, the lynx casually slips out of the room, unbeknownst to the otters. The lights slowly dim, allowing a better perspective on the show in progress. The lynx closes the door quietly behind her, watching the cracks of light fade away as she exits. "Dr. Brosnon. A rather demanding voice asserts from just beyond. Gulping, the good doctor replies. "Yes, sir?" "Are the donors in place, Brosnon?" The voice asks, a faint echo arising in its pitch. "Yes sir. All is going accordingly." Back in the room, Gage and pierce thoroughly enjoy themselves watching the footage of the various experiments. Finally noticing that the lynx has gone, Gage beings. "Pierce, she's gone." His statement goes unheard as Pierce unzips his pants, fumbling frantically with the embroidered buckle. "Brother! What are you doing?" Gage asks, alarmed by his brothers eagerness to pleasure himself. Pierce slides down his dark velvet thong, revealing his hard member, painfully erect. "Relax, Gage." He replies assuringly. "She's gone, it's just us in here," Gage slowly runs his paw down the length of his throbbing pink muscle, driven on by the images displayed before him. Gage's own member tents his pants, aroused by Pierce's display of horniness. Gage gives in to his brother's taunting, and slowly releases his own cock. The head pokes out of his furry sheath slowly, not quite fully erect. Pierce sees his brother give in and reaches a paw over to give him a stroke. Gage gasps at the touch on his sensitive flesh, and releases a small gob of precum. Slowly he melts into Pierce's grasp as the warm sensation spreads throughout him. "Ohh..." Gage moans, unable to contain his libido as he bucks into his brother's paw. Pierce simply giggles at the display of affection, as he too starts to leak pre, the transparent stream seeping down his searing hot flesh. Gage rests back in the chair, slowly fondling his furry ball sac while his brother works up and down his throbbing shaft. "Brother..." Gage struggles to moan between deep breaths. "I'm... I'm going to..." The otter writhes in ecstasy, as Pierce quickly jumps down to the floor and positions himself in front of Gage. He slams his muzzle down over the otters cock just as it explodes, releasing his hot creamy seed. The otter hurriedly gulps down the luscious cum as it shoots from his brother's cock. Gage slumps back in his chair, eyes closed and tongue hanging out with a look of nirvana plastered across his mug. A bit of cum leaks from Pierces mouth as he struggles to swallow wave after wave of hot otter seed. The gushing torrent of cum finally slows to a halt, as Pierce licks his muzzle clean of the salty goo. He bends down and cleans off his brother's cock, which is starting to go flaccid. He finishes bathing the member and reaches his head up to meet Gage's. Gage looks up lazily, and opens his maw to meet his brother's as the engage in a passionate embrace, Gage tasting the remnants of his own cum from his brother's mouth. Meanwhile, back behind the gargantuan monitor, the ominous voice rings out more clearly than ever, "Do it now, Brosnon" "Yes sir." The lynx replied emotionlessly, lifting her paw to push down a little green button, which then emitted a tiny beep in return. Back in the room, the two otters continued to make love, Gage pinning his brother down, playfully licking at his cheek. "That was fun," Pierce states, licking his muzzle once more. Gage simply giggles, enjoying the feel of his brother's soft fur. Distracted by their own company, the otters fail to recognize the faint hissing noise caused by the hydrogenised chlorine slowly seeping into the room. Their giggles continued on, masking the sounds of nearly silent gas and before long, it takes its toll. The rancid stench hits them both at the same time, forcing gage to nearly empty his stomach all over the floor. Pierce shoves his brother aside, trying to investigate his stench while covering his face with his paws. "Auugh" Gage groans, standing up and regaining his composure. "It smells like a gas leak" Pierce replies, trying frantically to open the door. No dice, it's locked tight from the other side, with smell getting significantly worse. Pierce hears a sharp thud, and whips around to see Gage collapsed on the floor, having succumbed to the noxious fumes. Pierce rushes to his brother's aid, slowly being sapped of all his strength. He falls to the floor, paws still clenched over his muzzle. "G-" he sputters, "Gage!" The otter collapses atop his twin, resting as the gas quickly begins to dissipate from the tiny room. After the deeply suppressive oblivion of unconsciousness starts to lift the curtain of darkness, Gage slowly begins to awaken, stiff and sore. As his eyes spasm open, he looks around at his surroundings, finding only a cavalcade of white. The room around him is completely white, the walls adorned only by a single door, also white. He looks down at himself, to the bed on which he slept no too long ago. A thick white cover obscures his lower parts, and hides another large lump to the right of him, with a brown furry head poking out from under the covers. The otter tries frantically to remember how he got here, but to no avail, everything seems to be a blur. Slowly, he reaches his paw over to the shoulder beside him. . As Gage shakes the shoulder, it shudders and starts to move. Turning around, Pierce looks him in the face, looking slightly bewildered. As his gaze meets Gage's his face contorts into an _expression of utter horror, his jaw dropping wide. Immediately he scrambles backwards along the bed, attempting to scream. Strangely, no sound escapes his maw, though it's plain to see the fear-stricken otter attempting to yell. Gage looks around frantically, looking for the source of the fear. He jumps back to his brother, trying to calm him down. He tries to tell him to lower his voice, only to find that his jaw won't seem to move right. He inspects the area with his paw. The jaw feels normal, but where his lips should be have been replaced by fur, and just under his nose, right where his lips would pucker up, is a small hole, roughly an inch and a half in diameter. Curiously prodding it with one paw-digit, he finds that there are some muscles within it that he can squeeze. By now Pierce's look of shock as toned down slightly, as he too examines his brother's face, running his paws around the mysteriously altered area. Suddenly Gage comes to the realization of what the opening truly is. He prepares himself, inhaling deeply through his nose, and plunges his finger into the warm hole. After a few inches in, he feels a strangely erotic sensation, just as if he had fingered his tail hole. His eyes widen in shock, confirming his suspicions to Pierce. The other otter stares in amazement at the new face-hole. As he too realizes its purpose, he feels a pressure welling up down in his groin, and grins widely, sending certain sexual signals to Gage. Without missing a beat, Gage nods his head in response, eager to test out his new opening. Pierce tosses the sheets aside, revealing his otter meat starting to poke its way free from his sheath. He grabs the long, pink member with his paw and caresses it gently while Gage repositions himself on the bed. Gage looks down at the throbbing appendage, and inhales deeply once more, taking in the exotic scent of his brother's musk. He bends down slowly, pushing Pierce's paws aside. He slowly presses his new lips against the hot flesh of Pierces cock, feeling him shake with excitement. The otter rubs the outer ring of his hole with the warm pre-cum drippings of the cock, readying himself for the ordeal ahead. As the first few inches of the pulsating otter meat enter his new hole, gage shudders wildly, taking in the new sensations all at once. Pierces head rolls back as he bucks into his brother's face uncontrollably, shoving nearly the entire length of his cock into him. Gage's eyes go wide as the feelings flood into him all at once. His own cock spurts a burst of pre onto the white sheets as the intense emotions build within him. He raises his head back to the tip of the meat, enticing his brother's delicate senses. He then rams the entire length inside of him, feeling the warmth as the cock runs down through his throat. His entire body pulses with the hot moist sensation of the cock rubbing against his tunnel, his eyes flutter as he struggles not to pass out from the intense sensations. The otter beneath him twitches as Gage starts to pump the cock in and out of his muzzle, the tight hole squeezing his member tightly, while delicately massaging it at the same time. The otter spasms in place, his climax becoming ever closer as Gage gorges himself on the painfully erect cock. Gage impales himself on the throbbing maleness one last time, feeling the searing flesh of his brothers meat tense up as the balls beneath it contracts, release their hot fluids, and sending them coursing through Pierces cock. Pierce grips the bed sheets hard as the orgasm hits him, an explosion of cum rocketing from his member and flooding through his brother's new love hole. The shockwave hits Gage hard, but he's in too deep to pull out as the hot seed races down into him. His eyes close softly as he milks the cock softly; consuming all of the precious seed his brother has to offer. After the climax quiets down, both of the otters pant heavily, as Gage collapses onto Pierce's soft, warm tummy, nuzzling up against his belly-fur. As the otter watches his twin press his head softly against his chest, he starts to wonder about their current predicament. What on earth was going on anyway? His thoughts drift from place to place. Remembering the coy lynx, Doctor Branson, or whatever her name was, he began to place together that maybe she was responsible for this. They had obviously become unwilling subjects in the institute's studies, but why? The thoughts all vanished as Gage reached his head up and nuzzled against Pierce's muzzle, playfully rubbing his soft cheek against him. Pierce returns with a silent chuckle, amused by Gage's advances. Pierce notices the loving gleam sparkle through Gage's eyes, a kind of innocence that's tragically rare in this day in age. He smiles to himself, and ruffles the otter's head fur playfully, thinking of all the great sex they had just experienced, and that odd new hole of his. Suddenly, Pierce feels a strange emotion sweep over him. He feels as if he's succumbing to his erotic desires, but he's still entirely spent from his last orgasm. The feeling grows stronger and harder to control, but Gage feels no impulses from his groin. Instead, the strange feeling seems to be emanating from inside his muzzle. He halts suddenly, freezing in the moment as Gage looks up to him, confused about the current situation. A force presses against his lips from the inside, like a battering ram forcing its way through an open door. The force pushes past his lips, as the bright pink head of his cock emerges from his maw. Shocked, Gage can do nothing but stare as the meat slowly works its way free from his brother's muzzle, slowly growing to full erection as it breaks past his furry lips. The pulsating member throbs gently in unison with Pierce's heartbeat. The two otter's both sit in quiet awe, staring at the odd length. Gage takes the first initiative, slowly reaching his paw up and touching the now pre-laden member, eliciting an excited burst of the translucent goo, soaking into his paw. The otter feels the sticky goo between his paw digits, slowly fumbling around with the precum, before slowly taking it to his nose, and inhaling its deep musky scent. Pierce moans silently under the pressure welling up inside of his new member, the throbbing shaft now speeding up its intense pulsing vibe. Gage returns his paws up to the pounding phallus before him, snuggled tightly between Pierce's lips. He places his paw gently on the rod, watching as it beats softly, sending his brother through all the phases of utter ecstasy. The otter slowly run's his paws down the length, and runs one paw into his brother's muzzle, feeling the base of the pulsating member, lodged where his tongue should be. Pierce closes his eyes, savoring the moment as his brother slowly paw's him off, gently caressing his delicate flesh. Gage pulls his paws out, a devious plot forming in his head. As his brother whimpers quietly, disappointed that the soft touch has left him, Gage prepares himself, closing the gap between them swiftly. He plunges his muzzle deeply into Pierce's own, squeezing the delicate cock between their furry cheeks. Pierce winces, feeling his brother stimulate his tender otter-meat. He attempts yet another moan, o sound escaping from his cock-stuffed muzzle. Gage quickly reorients his muzzle, planning the tip of Pierce's cock softly at the base of his new tailhole, eager to test out the length of the new organ before him. Slowly, he pushes the outer edges of his hole past the soft, sensitive head of his brother's cock, causing it to throb even more painfully than before. The head pushes further down, and the beginning of the shaft starts to plunge in as Gage forces himself down on his brother. He closes his eyes, reveling in the moment as he pins his twin against the cushiony bed, forcing the cock deeper and deeper inside of him. As the hard shaft hilts within Gage's throat, he presses his face tightly against Pierce's muzzle, pleasuring his brother to no extent. With the throbbing rod continuing to thump inside of Gage's hole, he starts to pull back slightly, removing the thick, searing rod from his face. He backs out all the way to the head, tantalizing the poor otter below him, before diving in once more, impaling himself on the smoldering hot length. The intense stimulation starts to get the better of Pierce, as he lies helpless to his brother's pounding. As gage continues to pump up and down the pulsating cock, Pierces comes closer and closer to climaxing within his brother. As he struggles to hold himself back he feels pressure swelling in his jaw, as it locks up, a warm feeling coursing through his cock as his orgasm hits, blasting a thick shot of gum through his cock and into Gage. Pierce goes limp, falling back against the mattress as he unloads carelessly into the other otter. Gage takes in the load, savoring the creamy goodness of the sticky mess as the seed floods in to him. Persuading the last few drops from his brother's cock, he milks the cock thoroughly, cleaning the dripping member as he removes it from his hole slowly, making a plopping noise as the head escapes his face-hole. Remaining silent, Pierces continues to relax snugly against the bed, unwilling and unable to move after the strenuous session. Silently he stares up into his brother's eyes, smiling slightly as Gage returns the emotion with what can only be interpreted as a smile with his unique feature. Gage collapses on his brother, hugging him softly, embracing in the warmth of their coupling. The two snuggle for a few moments, before drifting off to sleep in each others' arms, eager to renew their enjoyment when they next awaken.
• • * Final Analysis: Both subjects 005 and 006 have been successfully operated on and inserted into the sterile environment. They are expected to interact with the other experiments soon. Experiment 005 took longer than expected to show progression with his augmentations, but the affixation became apparent upon discovery. Experiment 006 adapted very well to his alteration, making good use of the new augmentation. When the experiments make contact with the indigenous experiments, result will be monitored very closely. ======================== [o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-] Author's Notes [o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-] ======================== OMG I'm finally done! Hehe. Sorry about the super-late installment. The evil agents of Apathy and Lethargy tied me to the ceiling by my penis; so of course writing has been difficult over the past few months. Feel free to send questions, concerns, comments, suggestions, rants, spam, hate mail, tax refunds, or death threats to [email protected]