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The tall, buxom lady screamed as she ran down the corridor, her blond hair shoulder length hair streaming behind her as the feline raced down the halls, her once elegant red dress in now in shreds. She was screaming her head off, but another sound soon overtook the screaming, a sound of clicking claws.

"come on, run faster!!"

The lady looked behind her, streamlining as a bloated form on eight crablike legs came into view, the bloated body a mess of bulges, and with an insectile head with a proboscis.

"That's it?"

"be quiet, please?"

Te lady screamed even louder, as the bloated monstrosity raced towards her, the lady backing into a wall, paralyzed with fright, as she did not move as the beast barreled towards her, then slammed into her, pinning her to the wall. The a tentacle like arm reached up, with a stinger like attachment on the end and plunged into the trapped lady, and bulges appeared as a fluid was injected into her.

"Let her go, or I'll shoot."

A young hare appeared from the direction the beast had arrived, a small pistol clunched in his hands.

"Aim for the eye!"

"the tube."

"don't be daft, that's too small for a retail person."

As expected, the beast did not release the lady, but continued to pump iin the fluid, causing the lady to quit down as the strange serum did it's work, the feline's body changing, her already ample busom growing larger, her reddish fur growing longer, and seemed ot become more silky. Her eye, became more dull, as the intelligence faded.

"Way too quickly that change."

The hare reacted, firing his weapon, but the energy blasts only bounced off of the beast's black armored hide. The beast continued to ignore the hare, intent on transforming the feline.

The beast continued to pump in the fluid, then jerked the stinger back, scuttling back on it's eight legs away form it's victim, who was moaning, and already fingering herself, transformed from cheerleader to a sex addict. The beast turned slowly and moved towards the hare.

"Oh, forget it. This movie is nuts."

"It's hilarious really. Wait until you see the bad guy."

"Do I have to?"

The young feline who had spoken sounded surly, folding his arms across his medium chest, and sighing.

"Another crazy mad scientist who with hormonal issues, or issues about his mother?"

A scared, four armed bear laughed, her voice sounding dainty despite her massive body.

"Oh, youngling, close, but no secondary explosion. Seems that she just wants to open up her own brothel?"

"Oh, come on Angelia, don't tease him like that."

"I'm serious. The movie is "Attack of the brothel minded evil scientist"

A skunk sighed.

"Figured. I mean, with all the good names taken. Why did we even get this one?"

Angelia laughed.

"It was my turn, Stevie. Besides, wait until you see how the army shoots in this."

"Foot and rank, no support?"

"Got it in one."

Hemlock turned back to the movie, watching. Onscreen, the beast had stalked towards the

Hare, who was still firing futiely at the clearly armored chest of the beast. Hemlock shook his head. Even a rookie new to adjust the firing point if your fire was ineffective. Btu clearly this person didn't know. He shook his head, making himselfremember that this was a movie. Reality didn't really play a role in this.

The monster reared up, before pinning the unless hare to the wall, the stinger coming out, as the hare continued to fire.

Angelia sighed.

"He should have run empty by now."

As the beast struck its stinger into the lapine, the gun suddenly dropped from his fingers, as once more, the strange liquid pumped into the victim. Ripples appeared in the hare's upper torso, and another stinger unfolded form the creature back and plunged in as well. The ripples on the hare's chest blossomed, slowly at first, but bulging outward into mummeries. They started out small, then quickly expanded, going form golfball, to baseball, then to basketball size, shredding the hare's t-shirt, so sudden was the growth.

"Whoah. Interesting. Although, shouldn't the beast be smaller now, since it is definitely using up a lot of fluid to do such rapid transformations."

"I guess the producers didn't think of that."

"It's a movie, for hell's sakes."

The hare's fur lengthened as well as the felines, although the teeth recceeded a bit, the bucktooth drawing inward.

"Makes sense. Don't; want those teeth to hurt customers."

"That is one very forward planning insane lady."

"I'd bet anything she had an ideal form already figured out before she launched her beasts. Although, she definitely needed to figure out how the authories would respond. "

"Yeah. Why not go after those who won't fight back, or call in the heavy artillery."

"Because she's insane!"

Hemlock sighed, listening to the seniors of his squad discuss this, and looked back to the movie. The hare's pants has formed a bulge that was quickly growing, soon forming a tent, before the fabric finally gave way, the hyper member of the lapine bursting out of the fabric like Anglia going through a thin wall. The hyper member was erect already, and leaking precum, and it sprang up, bouncing against the breasts of the lapine, as the beast which had done this to him backed away. The lapine's tongue stretched out, and out, evidently the beast had changed more then just the breasts and member.

"She really put a lot of thought into this."

The lapine wrapped the serpentine tongue around his member, just barely making it once around, then uncurling and licking the large member. The shemale lapin then reached up to carress her mummeries. The beast by now had turned and stalked off. The feline was padding over, before joining the lapine in licking at the member, coating it.

"Didn't see that coming. Thought he would get away."

"It's only just. I mean, he aimed straight for the main body. Not trying to anything else at all."

Steve snorted.

"don't bee too hard on him. After all, he won't have your training at all, now would he?"

"At least he still has his male part."

"I'm sure he would prefer to have his mind. Wouldn't you?"

"I don't; think you can ask that? Everyone here would not end up like that, for sure."

"Agreed. I'm sure that a Hyper velcotiy Armor piercing explosive round would do the trick. Especially if Angelia fired it."

Hemlock watched, then turned back to the screen, where the two were copulating, the feline's altered biology easily taking the massive member of the lapine easily, her stomaching bulging, clearly marking where the member was in her womb.

"I wonder what kind of mod was used to allow the skin to be stretched like that."

"I'm more interesting in that beast's armor. Would be nice ot be standard energy blast resistant."

Steve spoke up, "So, how will she get her latest additions back?

As if on cue, four suited up figured approached, coming from where the beast had come, attacking collars to the feline and lapine, then attaching leashes to the collars. They coaxed the lapine to withdraw from the feline. The lapine has apparently cum as when the member withdrew, cum flooded out onto the floor, pouring from the feline's femswex at least 10 seconds.

"Now, where did all that cum come from? What happened to energy conservation?"

"It's a movie steve. Science isn't really come into play."

"But.."

"Steve, please, can we not get into a rant about how that is scientifically impossible?"

Steve grumbled, but kept quiet.

"Thank YOU!!" muttered Jane, Hemlock's keen ears picking up the vulpine's whisper with a moderate degree of difficulty.

Hemlcok had to admit that Steve had a point, but so did Anglia. This was a movie. In it, transformations happened very quickly, you didn't need extensive models and work to be sure of the result, and super powerful military mods could be done easily by people. He knew how much the few mods that the company he was with had cost. He had been lucky, as a child of a mercenary, he already had most of the mods, and so didn't have to pay for them, so his account wasn't that much in the red, but he still had quite a bit to go.

"I heard that, Jane. Maybe I should just give you the lecture in private?"

"No, anything but that."

"Then how about a lecture on why...."

"STEVE!!!"

Angeliae's voice cut through the air, silencing the skunk. Everyone in the four person team knew that when Angelia was serious, it was best to listen and shut up.

Hemlock sighed, this wasn't the first time they had this sort of argument. Angelia usually won, although being the leader of their unit just made it easier for her to win such a scuffle. He turned back to watching the movie, watching a group of soldiers get tfed, and shaking his head at the nonexistent tactics of the actors playing the soldiers.

"Okay, listen up. We have been asked to investigate the disappearance of nineteen people, two police detectives who were investigating, six of them private investigators, one public official, and the rest civilians. From what we were told by the families of the missing people, they just vanished. There have been no bodies, and there were no ransom notes."

Hemlock sat in his chair with the rest of his unit, and with seven other four person units, listening to a briefing. He reflected that it had to be something serious, since there were so many involved, most likely the government was also involved, for them to be involved in such an investigation, especially after the loss of the police. He wasn't sure if it was a compliment that that his company was asked, or they were acting as a possible scapegoat if something went wrong.

"We suspect that the Private investigators, and the police detectives were close to a break through. Given that no bodies were found, we suspect either the people where transported out, killed and the bodies disposed of somehow that owudl not leave a trace, or the worst, forcefully changed."

The last possibility caused a subtle shift, as the mercenaries went from a rexaled attitude to one of deadly professionalism. It was rare that such things occurred, and ranked up there with murder, but it was possible. Since the equipment needed to change someone was not easily available, and the fact that usually it was criminal enterprises, powerful ones, it was always a top priority. Hemlock understood why there were called in. They had the resources to discover it, and would also be independent of any government involvement, especially if organized crime was involved.

"We suspect that most likely there is a hidden facility somewhere. We were able to determine which locations and businesses have such equipment legally. Although, the police have informed us that there are in fact reports about stolen equipment, mostly industrial mods. So be careful, although, that should not be too much of an issue. As I'm sure you know, there is a limit to what can be done with those. Although we doubt that one of them is the culprit, it is possible that they might be a front to disguise the true intention. We had unit Mac Delta take a look around the net, as well as the privative invesitagators computers. From what they were able to gather, they suspect that a strip club might be a front, two construction companies, and a private school. Unit One will handle the school, 'United Harmony', units two and three will investigate the construction company 'Serious Construction.' Units six and seven, the 'Safety Buildings' company. Unit five, the strip club. Unit four will be support if needed and unit eight will work with the police. Also, due to the nature of what we might face, the first response is to be non-lethal. I repeat, non lethal. We want answers, not bodies."

Angelia sighed, since it meant that her beloved heavy cannon would be left behind this time. Jane grinned,

"At least it's not a brothel we're looking into."

"It's a strip club, close enough...."

"Actually.."

"Steve..."

The bickering died down as the sergeant at the front glared at them.

"As I was saying, those are your assignments. Now, get moving. Time's awasting...."

Hemlock nodded, and pushed himself up, heading to the locker room, to get his gear. Steve followed him.

"So, what do you think?"

"Hemlock shrugged.

"something is definitely up. Especially if police were taken care of. That must mean that they are either nuts, or they don't care. And I would bet that it is that they don't care. Someone nuts would not be able to get all that equipment."

Steve nodded, knowing that what Hemlock said was true. Unlike the movie they had watched last night, unbalanced people usually did not have access to the equipment required for transformations.

"Think we might run into any trouble?"

"It's a strip club, so maybe. Although, if you mean the shooting kind, I doubt it. Although, it could be. You could easily have victims be transformed into the strippers, although the effort to make sure that they won't ruin it, would e something, especially if only the low grade modification packages are available."

"But what if..."

"I'm sure that we would have been told if any bioscientists had vanished, or gone missing in the nearby area. And since we were not told, I doubt we have ot worry too much."

Hemlock knew that this was true. There was a limit, although, with industrial grade, one had to be careful. While they might be slower, they could pack a punch, although Hemlock was sure that he could take it out.

"So, Steve, what are you packing? I only have the general purposes, and armor piercing for my gun."

"Not sure. Most likely a non-lethal one, general purpose for this, and maybe armor piercing. They might have armored plating that would limit convential bullets. And of course, a few screamer grenades.

Hemlock nodded. Screamer grenades, a variant on an old style of grenade called flashbangs, which would emit ultra sonic sound, usually being able to knock out the target quite quickly. And given that it was vibration, armor would be less useful. Hemlock was fond of his bullet based weapon. Although he had access to energy weapons, kinetic based were more versatile, could be used to disable, and he found that many people underestimated those who carried kinetic energy weapons. Besides, the ability to puncture armor instead of expending itself against it as also a useful feature.

After more conversation, in which tactics were discussed, the armory was reached, and the two separated to get their gear, suiting up. Hands free radios, basic armor, and of course their weapons were quickly gathered and tested. The radios would allow them to stay in contact with each other, and with HQ, so that in case of any trouble, backup could be dispatched. Having suited up, Steve and Hemlock headed ot, meeting up with Jane and Angelia, and heading out to their designated area.

As they approached the area, Jane wandered ahead. Unlike the other three, she was dressed in civilian clothing, and was packing only a small handheld blaster. But that was normal. Her job was to scout ahead, not to engage in extended firefights.

"So, how should we do this? You're not exactly dressed for business..."

"Head in, take a look around, and tell us what you think."

Hemlock spotted something, and considered it, then spoke up.

"On second thought, why not check out that entrance, where that lady just entered. "

Angleia considered this, then nodded.

"Agreed."

Jane headed out, reaching the small doorway before her three teammates and reporting back at what she found.

"complex lock, but I can hack it."

Jane, in addition to being good with scouting, had acquired skills that were a bit on the illegal side, although the fact that she had gotten help with electronic lock picking and good tools gotten from one of the technical support in the company didn't hurt, and within a minute of the rest of her unit catching up, had managed to bypass the lock and opened the door.

"Hang on, I'll radio back, then we head in."

The rest of the unit nodded, waiting as Angelia radioed in what they had spotted, then headed into down the long flight of stairs that the door opened onto. The door slid shut as the unit descended, Jane leading the way, the two males after her with the heavy ursine Angelia taking the rearguard. After a minute, they reached the bottom, emerging into a long corridor, with what appeared to be a T-section at the end.

"Okay, here's the plan, Jane, you take the left with Steve, I'll stay here to guard, and Hemlock, you take the right fork."

Hemlock grumbled, especially since he would be without support, but nodded.

The others also voiced their agreement, and headed off.

Angelia looked around, then realized that she had missed a door set into the right side of the wall. She crept cautiously towards it, her weapon at the ready, then slowly opened it. She shook her head at the sight of a six armed feline snuggling up with a large very fluffy three tailed wolf. Both were female, and Angelia would have sworn that the siz armed feline was a Leiaou , but such a modification was considered deviant, and she doubted that she would just happen to run into one of the rare ones. Although, Angelia reflected, if the Leaiou was a captive, then it would make sense. They were well known for their genetic changing expersive, and having one would be a great boon to any criminal organization. She aimed her weapon at the lupine, sure that the feline was the victim here As she drew closer, she was sure that this was the case. The Feline was ragged, her fur unkempt and seriously in ill state. There were patches that were almost bare, and others that looked more ursine then feline. Obviosuly she had been misused.

"Don't move. Miss, I'm here to save you..."

The response of the Leaiou shocked Angelia, as the feline hissed.

"No. Don't; want to be saved. Happy here."

"Please, I;m here to help..."

"And don't; hurt my pet..."

Angelia was confused, and lowered her gun, which proved to be a mistake. The lupine lunged forward, tackling the bear to the ground. Angelia felt something jab into her skin from the wolf's paws, and then all went dark.

Jane and Steve went down their assigned corridor, looking for answers. Jane was sure that there was nothing, btu Steve was not convinved. Soon, they had in a room, where there were several feline themed people there, all lounging about, cuddling with one another. The sight of the weapons , though, proved to be a mistake, as the ten large people there were easily able to swarm and overtake the two. Jane's last moments of wakefulness was of a raspy voice, and the sight of a feline-reptile mix saying,

"Good pets. And more pets for me..."

Hemlock followed his corridor, ending up in a lab, where he spotted various genetic alteration tubes, and a winged feline working at a computer. His ears picked up her muttering,

"Can't let them get to me. Can't let them take my pets."

Hemlock was confused, but spoke up, covering the feline with his gun as he did so.

"Hands where I can see the, and turn around..."

The feline stiffened, and slowly did as Hemlock had ordered, and hemlock left out a gasp. The feline was ragged, her leathery wings showing signs of neglect, and a wild eyed look in the feline's eyes hinted to her mental state. In addition, there were patches of scales replacing fur on her body. Hemlock was sure it was a Leaiou, but her condition, was pitiable. Anger flared at the thought of whoever had abused her. He walked over, and put an arm on her shoulder.

"Sorry about that miss. Thought you were the enemy. I'm here to help. I'll let your government..."

hemlock was interrupted as the feline slammed her hands into his body, electricity coursing through him, and sending him to the floor. The feline muttered as she dragged the semi-consiouc feline nito a tube.

"No. They would take my pets. Can't let them. Have to move. But this one, make good pet."

As Stvve was in the tube, and whatever alteration the deranged Leaiou had ppicked was about to run, his last thoughts were

"What's going on?"

and,

"I can't believe how much like that movie this is..."

To be continued.....