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She looked up at the Foxhound and tilter her head to the side, "So when do we start this shindig?"

"Ha, an eager pup she is." John laughed as he accepted Tanya's bag from her and stashed it away on a shelf. "We start as soon as you start Miss Tanner."

The Foxhound turned back to his console and began powering it up. Jules, however, was again laughing at Tanya's confusion.

"He means you need to undress dear. It'll do you know good to wear your clothes through the process, since you'll tear 'em all up better than the incredible Hulk before this is over." The Lab said with a smile.

"Ready doc?" James called from a darkened portion of the large room.

"Yeah, bring it on over." John replied.

Several metallic clacks, followed by the sound of hissing hydraulics heralded James as he stepped back into the light. He had shed his uniform jacket and was now pulling a large table into the central workspace.

As Tanya allowed Jules to help her out of her clothes, she eyed the table warily. The entire thing looked like a high-tech torture rack, hinged off a large hydraulic arm, with multiple automated tools locked into the edges of the table, several needle guns among them, along with the restraints for her waist, wrists, neck, and ankles. A distinctive depression staring right where a person's rear end would be added further to the oddity of it.

"The depression's for your tail, pup." The Lab whispered as she tossed aside her bra and pants. "And don't mind the scary toys all along the edges, only about half of them are used normally."

"Whenever you're ready, Miss Tanner." John called to her as he began typing in information on his computer console.

James and Jules both helped the young woman to step up onto the table and turn her back to the comfortably warmed steel, then both worked together to strap her down snugly to the table, without making her too uncomfortable.

"You doing alright?" James asked quietly and he slipped the strap around her neck.

"Yeah." She replied quietly. James could hear the fear in her voice.

"Relax, it's not as bad as it seems, and the straps are just to keep you from falling off the table at a bad time." The Husky said with a smile. "You comfortable?"

"Mhmm." She nodded as best she could as she shifted slightly under the restraints.

"I hope so; you'll be there for a week." He busied himself strapping her left arm down, then: "You always did like it when I tied you down."

Jules cuffed him across the back of the head before Tanya had even a chance to blush. "Bad dog."

"I can never win with you femmes." James sighed, but he still smiled up at his lover, reaching up to brush one furred digit across her cheek. "I love you, Tanya."

The young woman smiled down at him as he stepped away. "She's tucked in Doc, let's get it on."

"One multi-million dollar fursuit, coming right up." John replied, cracking his knuckles and punching in the code to his console.

"Siberian husky hmm? Quite common actually, especially with us police types, which is to say that we're coming to perfect this particular DNA technique quite well." He said idly as the radiation gun detached itself from its slot just above her head and swung out on its robotic arm to center over her chest.

"And here we go." Tanya heard James say before she felt something incredibly cold and yet painful punch straight into her sternum.

Tanya shot out an exclamation of pain as her body jerked against the shock of it, but already she felt the cold fire Jules and James had both described seeping outward from her core.

"Hm, she's taking to the mutation very quickly, this could go over easier than expected." John mumbled as he punched the code for the next dosage level.

"Good." Jules replied. "Easier means quicker, I hated that damn gun."

"By the time it was over I was half a second from ripping the restraint free and breaking the damn thing." James snorted.

"You took longer than usual though." John chuckled.

"Bite me, asshole." The Husky retorted as he padded across the floor to stand closer to his lover.

In 2 hours, it was over. The gun finally folded up and away from her and Tanya huffed out a ragged breath as James released the arm straps.

Tanya lifted her arm to wipe the sweat from her brow and jerked away at the soft white downy fur covering her hand.

"Yup, every pup so far, she wasn't the one to break the record." John chuckled as he watched her reaction.

Jules rolled her eyes at his antics and smiled as Tanya passed her hands over her now softly furred breasts and stomach.

"I knew it would be quick, but not this quick." The young pup said, her speech slurred by the beginnings of the muzzle forming on her face.

"Mhmm, soon it'll be done, and all you have to do is fall asleep." James replied with a smile, lifting a medicine gun to her neck. "Sleep tight, pup."

He pulled the trigger, and Tanya relaxed, closing her eyes for her week-long sleep.

The process was simple after that, James moved the table back to the nutrient tank sitting a few meters behind it, punching the lever to fold the table slightly as it was designed to, to keep the developing Kaynine in a natural position rather than rigid and straight.

James stepped back, and John stepped in to do a simple preliminary check, then attached an oxygen line to her and lowered her into the tank.

"Flawlessly executed." The Foxhound said after stepping back from her, James sighed as he stared down at her through the illuminated liquid. "A week, huh?"

"Give or take." Jules replied as she joined him by the tank.

"Guess that means I'm back at work till then." He traced one of his dull claws along the edge of the tank.

"I'll keep an eye on her." Jules said softly as she gave the bigger Husky a sidelong hug.

"Thanks hun." He replied with a half smile. 'I s'pose I'll see you then."

James returned the hug to her and turned to walk out after collecting his uniform jacket.

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1 Week later...

Sonya Tanner lifted up out of the nutrient vat as James lifted her table, again the hydraulics hissed and pulled as the Husky muscled the heavy contraption to the center of the room and pulled the oxygen line from her throat.

"Everything looks good. I'll go ahead and wake her up." John said, turning away from the fully developed and now very well-endowed Kaynine femme and punching the code.

A small needle gun popped from its rack near Sonya's right arm and punched into her shoulder, after a quiet hiss it retracted and locked back into its rack.

James and Jules both stepped up to be the first muzzles in her field of view, as promised, as the Husky femme slowly drifted up from her sleep.

"I do believe she's bigger than me." Jules said under her breath, scratching almost self-consciously under her breasts.

"You're green with envy." James chuckled.

"Only 'cause I can't have her." Jules replied sweetly, causing John to clear his throat and both of them to grin as Sonya flicked her ears and slowly opened her eyes.

"Hey there bright eyes." James greeted her in the form of a happy yip.

Sonya stretched out, forearms above her head and her body trembling as she stretched everything. She felt her tail flick against her body and her eyes focused on James first, "Hmm, hey there lover. Miss me any?" She started sitting up slowly, looking down at herself, "I like this, I like it a lot. And I see you staring at my chest dirty dog." Her head turning to meet James's eyes with a smile.

Her attention then drew to Jules and she took the woman's paw in her own. "Thank you. For being here, and for keeping him in check, like before I went to sleep." She chuckled lowly, getting used to her more guttural tone. "This will take a little getting used to." She swung her legs over the edge and started to stand up, but on Jules side, allowing the woman to stabilize her. "Umm... Jules, can I put some clothes on now. I don't like other males looking at me, doctors or not..." She whispered to the femme, hoping she'd understand her slight embarrassment.

"Naturally honey, but, despite you giving all a present a very enticing view, it really is much easier to learn to walk naked, and then start fighting your clothes." Jules replied in her own soft tones.

"If you want, we can ask the males to leave while you take your first steps."

She stepped to the side to better support the unsteady Husky femme as she moved. "Either way, the first thing to understand is you have reversed ankles, so they move a bit differently, although the muscle structure is the same."

"How do I move them?" Sonya asked in a tense whisper as she shifted slightly in her poor balance.

"Your subconscious knows how to operate them already, just move your pads, girl, they'll get the message. And shift your tail to the opposite side of the leg going forward, you'll be walking before you even realize it." Jules smiled, nudging her forward a bit. "You want the males to leave?"

Sonya smiled, "James has seen me naked, many a times in fact. I just don't want any other male to see me. I kinda am loyal to James... and I kinda feel like I'm betraying him..." Her ears lowered automatically and she felt herself right them after a few moments of shyness.

She didn't need to say anything more as Jules spoke up for her. "Doctor, could you step out for a while at least if you need to check her over at all." She gave him a look that said more than a request and he took the hint with a full out laugh.

She heard James' chuckling and instantly turned to face him in anger, yet she moved smoothly, like she wasn't new like this. "JAMES! You said you wouldn't laugh at me..."

James' ears folded back as he held his hands out. "I surrender!" He laughed. "I'm not laughing at you, bright eyes, I promise."

Jules smiled and nudged the femme. "Oh leave him alone, he still has to get as used to you as you do."

Sonya smiles and nuzzled her cheek to James, finding it as natural as he'd done to her as a human. Then her eyes looked to where she was, "I think I may be getting the hang of this sooner than I thought... but only in some areas." She laughed and flicked her tail, looking back at Jules.

"At least he knows who's in charge in the relationship." She grinned wide, ears fully upright and her chest sticking out proudly.

James grinned. "Whatever helps you sleep at night, pup."

Before she could answer, the beeper on his belt suddenly chimed.

"Damn it." The male sighed as he reached down to check the number code on it. "SWAT callout, go figure."

He turned back and planted a full kiss on Sonya's lips before licking her muzzle once and grabbing his jacket. "This won't take long bright eyes; I'll be back in a few."

Jules nodded to him as he disappeared out the door. "Must be something kinda big, James was placed on the reserve group until your training was over. Him getting called means they had two SWAT callouts, or one big one..."