{"sf1_id":519734,"sf2_id":"Rm0PgwRm","title":"JakeFox1","author":"KevinFoxboy","words":1637,"posted_at":"2013-03-28T16:13:00.000Z","tags":["Fantasy","Fox","Foxboy","Series","Transformation"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/519734-jakefox1","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/Rm0PgwRm","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/b6/6c/b66c7e83-eb8a-48fd-8d2a-cebe72684f8e","description":"#3 of BSI\n\nJake Halloran goes furry at Biological Synthetics Labs","content":" Jake the Fox  \n  \nMy name's Jake. It used to be Jake Halloran, but now I'm not  \nsure. The humans don't want me using my old name, they say Halloran  \ndied when I came about. I know that doesn't make a lot of sense, but  \nstick with me.  \n  \nI know a lot about how humans think. I used to be one.  \n  \nLast year, Jake Halloran was just a nerdy seventeen-year old.  \nOkay, a \\*rich\\* nerdy kid, just entering Halloran High School. Yeah, I  \nknow ... Dad gave 'em some big endowment so they named the frakkin'  \nschool after him. Can you imagine how popular I was with that name?  \n  \nI needed to get away from the school, away from Dad, away from  \nlife. I wanted to keep the money, just not the hassles. I took a break  \nfrom looking up porn on the Internet (you thought guys just use it for  \nemail and Facebook?) since nobody Friended me or followed my Twitter  \n(not enough Twits, I guess). So I was Googling around and found this  \nweird site somehow -- [http://www.BioSyn.cq](http://www.BioSyn.cq)  \n  \nNow, Dad owns some fiber-optic ISP or some BS so I know about  \nthe Internet's Domain Naming System. See, there's 13 root servers your  \nbrowser (IE, Mozilla, Firefox, or whatever Apple uses) knows about, it  \nasks the nearest one who to ask to find the Top-Level Domain cq. That  \none tells where cq is, the browser asks cq where BioSyn is, then their  \nDNS server says where www is inside BioSyn, inside cq.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; All that takes place while you just see an hourglass cursor  \nbefore the web page loads. Don't tell me there is no such cq, I found  \nit and Biological Synthetics Incorporated, 'The world's premier company  \nin the field of Recombinant DNA products'.  \n  \nThat means they play God and make animals that never existed.  \n  \nBioSyn makes medical fluids -- blood plasma and insulin; bone,  \nblood platelets, red and white cells; stomachs, lungs and intestines;  \nhearts, nerves, and brains. They're mass-produced, cheaper than  \ntransplants, and no rejection or waiting lists. That kills black-  \nmarket traffic in organs and blood.  \n  \nBiosyn also makes whole bodies, but they can't look like people  \n-- too creepy. So they mix animal DNA in and make laborers and guards;  \nthen make 'em smarter and make clerks, orderlies and janitors. Now they  \nmake servants and pleasure slaves. That's right, some rich a-hole gets  \naround the law and owns someone who looks like an animal but talks and  \nwalks upright. There's not enough poor people in the world to abuse,  \nthey have to make someone who has no civil rights!  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; OK, off the soapbox. I saw BioSyn makes organs, so I thought,  \nI'm so nearsighted I can't see the 'E' on the chart, I can't hear past  \nthe ringing, I burned myself making hobby rockets. Dad's got money he  \ncan't even count, I dunno where he gets it, but I can use it. So I  \nfilled in the online form and made an appointment. Then I flew to Butte  \nMontana, their only US factory and medical center.  \n  \nThey checked me up and down, then checked my bank accounts up  \nand down. Then some really hot babe squeezed into a nurse uniform and  \ngave me some forms which read like IRS regulations and said I knew it  \nwas untested surgery and I couldn't sue BioSyn if I didn't like the  \nresult.  \n  \nYeah, I know -- if it sounds too good to be true, it is.  \n  \nBut I signed up for new ears, to start. The surgery was the  \nnext day and went fine. I woke up with no ringing, no Superman hearing,  \njust clear and I could hear the doc talking in the hall if I tried. It  \nwas great! They told me to get a hotel nearby, they couldn't put me up  \nthere. They gave me a beeper and said call if I had problems.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Help, I hear too much and I can't get up.  \n  \nA few days later, no problems. Showers went OK, I could hear  \nfine, no pain; but airplanes going overhead were a bit of a problem.  \nNothing I couldn't handle. Why were my new ears so hairy and shaped  \nfunny, docs saw the new Star Trek movie and liked Vulcans?  \n  \nI liked the ears, so I went back to BioSyn and got new eyes.  \nMore 'I know it's risky' forms. More tests, more untested surgery. I  \nwoke up and saw the busty babe nurse. No contacts! My own new eyes!  \nThe docs said they would work up close, far away or in between but  \nwere a little slower at changing. Also I needed sunglasses to protect  \nthem since they worked better in low light than human eyes.  \n  \nStill no problems two weeks later. Hearing and sight, better  \nthan human but not oversensitive. Then I went online again, Googled  \naround, passed up the porn but found a website 'dedicated to furry  \nwomen in bondage'. I'm a guy with, uh, needs, so I figured, okay,  \nwomen in bondage. But 'furry'?  \n  \nAnimals who look like people, walk upright and talk. Or is  \nit people who have fur and look like animals? I was eighteen now and  \ndidn't have to lie to get in sites. Wow! There're actually artists who  \ndraw awesomely busty women with animal bodies, tied up and helpless!  \nI especially liked the fox women being spanked.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Okay, so I'm a pervert. But someone else drew the pics!  \n  \nPeople also write stories where, uh, animal-people have  \nseemingly normal enough lives, except they include, um, playing with  \nbondage and discipline. Some are light, just friends trying stuff out.  \nThey were just people, and no one bothered them or laughed at them for  \nbeing different.  \n  \nSome stories are darker, like a story about World War Two Nazis  \ninvading Poland but using foxes and rabbits. Not your momma's fairy-  \ntales, that one was tough to slog through. But I did, 'cause I liked  \nthe idea of people who were different just going along with life.  \n  \nIt doesn't work out that smoothly in real life.  \n  \nMy new eyes and ears worked out with no problems. I still had  \nmoney from Dad so I said f- it, go all the way, get the burned skin  \nreplaced. BioSyn makes body organs, and skin is just one big organ,  \nso no biggie. No Problemo, right?  \n  \nRemember the saying. Be Careful What You Wish For, You Just  \nMight Get It. It started out OK but the fit hit the shan, if you know  \nwhat I mean.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Third time at Biological Synthetics in Butte Montana USA. I  \nfilled in more IRS-ese forms and got the skin grafts. This was done in  \nstages because skin is so big. It covers you all over, after all. First  \nthe right-hand side that got burned by hobby rocket fuel, the arm and  \nleg. For some reason the new skin was itchy so they gave me some  \nlotion.  \n  \nThat was the beginning of the trouble, but I didn't catch on  \nuntil it was too late. The new skin had different hair, thicker and ...  \nbrown. It looked a bit like ... fur! I thought I'd just read too much  \nat that furry-bondage site, I was dreaming, just seeing things.  \n  \nPay attention to first impressions, they're usually right.  \n  \nOkay, the first stage of skin grafts looked odd, but I went  \nahead anyway. Make it all look the same. I woke up the fourth time and  \nthey'd removed skin that wasn't damaged and put in the brown with a  \nlittle red. They called it russet. The fifth time I had russet all  \nover both arms, shoulders, back and chest, hips, legs, feet.  \n  \nFeet?! What was I gonna do with furry feet?! I'm not a frakkin'  \nHobbit! I looked in a mirror, my new eyes adjusting to the distance,  \nand got po'ed. The Thorazine calmed me down. OK, back of hands furry,  \nbut fingers and palms human. Top and sides of feet furry, but toes and  \nsoles human. Socks still fit, shoes OK too but I had to lace them  \nloose. I was in the BioSyn recovery room with just sheets hung up  \nfor privacy, but I had to look and see what else was still human.  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; Ladies, turn away now.  \n  \nI saw the russet fur by moving the gown. Now I picked the hem  \nup past my hips to look ... my butt was furry! My crotch was still  \nhuman, but the uh, guy parts looked ... bigger somehow. Well, I'd never  \nhad complaints from the young ladies, but this was OK too. At least I  \ndidn't have a russet tail!  \n  \nNot yet, anyway. I dropped the gown. Ladies, you can turn back.  \n  \nI was still royally ticked off. This was just a 'side effect'?!  \nWhat the hell was in that skin lotion?! What was it ... FUR lotion?  \nI'd thought the air-conditioning was too cool, with me just in a gown  \nopen in back, but the ... fur ... MY fur ... kept me warmer now. Did  \nthey have it cool to get me to accept the new skin and fur?  \n  \nAnd why russet? Why not new skin with my own skin and body hair  \ncolor? Then I saw the IRS-ese forms I'd filled out earlier, maybe I'd  \nbeen a bit dizzy from the ear and eye surgery. Because now I saw the  \nsecond page I didn't remember. It said where BioSyn had gotten the DNA  \nfor my new ears, eyes and skin grafts. Recombinant DNA Level 4 Genera-  \ntion 2 whole bodies. Not R2G2 whole organs, where I thought they'd get  \nskin. R4G2 was a mix of human and animal DNA, that's why the ears and  \neyes worked better than human ones. And there were pictures ...  \n  \n\n\u0026nbsp; They had gotten ears, eyes and skin from an R4G2 ... fox!  \n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"BSI","previous":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/517087-biohist2.json","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/522526-jakefox-2.json"}}