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Sorry this took so long to write and publish, college got in the way and I had to drop it halfway through for the longest time... But now it's here! So please enjoy!

WARNING: THIS STORY CONTAINS VORE. IF THIS BUGS YOU OR YOU'RE NOT LEGALLY ALLOWED TO ENJOY IT, PLEASE LEAVE. THANK YOU

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Sierra took a deep breath, smiling and looking out at the new test chamber beyond the glass in front of her. It had already been established by the commander that her department was going to get rather hefty funding for their work, but this was completely unexpected. Her results of device 3b -or the Anaconda, as she had decided to call it- had left the commander extremely pleased, which was surprising considering she had failed to gather any info from the two subjects. As a result the commander had little more than doubled Research and Development's funding, which allowed them to obtain better equipment, better containment gear, and much better testing rooms, such as the one the brown rabbit was looking into now. The last two were especially important following her last private test; if things had gone any differently, the head of R&D would be nothing but another codenamed subject at this point.

Remembering the test at hand she smiled again and looked through the one way glass at the naked mouse standing inside. The boy looked no older than seventeen, and showed no signs of being bothered by his nudity, even though he must've known he was being watched, simply sitting and leaning against the wall. Some of Sierra's workers had found the kid rooting through the trash in an alleyway, and after a short questioning had learned the mouse was homeless, with no family. Upon hearing this they had offered to feed the mouse if he'd only volunteer for a few tests, and now here he sat. Sierra would have to give a bonus to the workers who had convinced the kid; she liked the clever little word play they had used to persuade him.

Raising her ever-present recorder to her mouth, the rabbit took one last breath and pressed the button; "Test Log Number 12; Testing of Augmentation 5a, codename 'Glutton'. Augmented subject is one mouse, age seventeen; variable subject is one otter, age twenty-seven. The otter in particular is one Mr. Hansen, the very same Mr. Hansen that caused the...incident... of four days ago." Sierra stopped recording at this, and rubbed her temples. That idiot of a scientist was now learning the hard way what happens when you make a fool out of her. The fool had endangered her and the Commander, to the point where the Commander had actually mentally blocked out the whole ordeal. She dreaded writing that report and reminding him. Regardless, she had to get back to the task at hand.

"Subject at hand -henceforth to be referred to as Alpha- has been augmented with a genome modifier, located at the base of his neck. Alpha has not been told of this augmentation, and will remain clueless until the Commander decides it is fit to be disclosed, if ever. The genome data contained within the augment is a selected section from my second in command at R&D; those with clearance to listen to this Log know of her...condition. The genome selection I was particularly interested in had to do with the digestive tract. Theoretically, this augment should grant its holder a much more elastic digestive tract from the mouth all the way to the intestines, the ability to unhinge and stretch the mouth and jaw, some increased strength to help with feeding, and finally, a much stronger and more efficient digestion. Along with these genome adjustments to the subject, this particular instance of the augment includes the ability to induce feral, uncontrollable hunger in its owner via remote signal. Rather than ramble on and on about what exactly this sort of augmentation can be used for, I've decided to use our newly-installed cameras and record and example. Please refer to the video included with this report for this next part."

The rabbit stopped the recording and pressed the microphone button on the panel next to the window, playing her voice into the blank chamber where Alpha sat. "Subject Alpha, thank you so much for your patience. The main test is about to begin, and then we'll get you your meal, alright?" The mouse jumped a little at the sudden voice emitting from hidden speakers, but after a second he looked towards the one-way mirror and nodded. Turning on the cameras also hidden in the room with another switch, Sierra took a second to speak into a small transmitter to her scientists. "Please send in Mr. Hansen now." A second later a section of the test chamber's wall slid open, and the naked otter was forced into the room, wall closing right behind him. A panicked look in his eye, the otter immediately started pleading to the almost empty room while the mouse simply watched curiously.

"M-Miss Sierra, please, let me out! It was a mistake, I promise it won't happen again! I-I won't tell anybody about what happened to you and the Comman-"

"Mr. Hansen, you will cease this pleading at once. You are to do as we say and follow instructions given to you in this test. Afterwards, we will return you to your role on department staff... Or would you rather enjoy some time with subjects 3b-1 and 3b-2..?" Hansen paled at this, and muttered a small "n-no thank you ma'am..." at the threat of being with those subjects. He had heard the stories about how messed up some of the experiments were -hell he had conducted one or two himself- but the rumors about those two subjects were enough to make anyone shiver. "Good. Now, please great subject Alpha, you'll be working with him today. Alpha, please stand up now." The mouse quietly took the hand offered to him and stood up, simply nodding the otter before him. Although the conversation that had just happened between the otter and the voice was concerning, all the boy really cared about was finishing these tests and getting some food.

"Now I want you two to kiss for ten seconds. Nothing fancy or romantic required, simply hold contact for ten seconds." The two subjects both made a rather unpleasant face at this request; neither felt that way about other guys, and in fact Hansen was going to celebrate his two week mark with his girlfriend in two more days. The mouse wasn't with anyone himself, but saw no appeal in kissing the naked otter in front of him. However, both knew the stakes to disobeying their orders, and after several awkward seconds of turning red and awkwardly inching closer to each other their lips finally met- an awkward, uncomfortable link between the two. At this point Sierra switched the microphone to only record to the video, pressing a button on a remote as she did. "The point of this contact is to give subject Alpha a taste of Mr. Hansen; during this I've activated the augmentation's hunger protocol. We should see a shift in Alpha's behavior very soon."

Even as the rabbit spoke to the camera, Alpha's eyes visibly widened. He wasn't sure why, but he wanted more of the otter. To Hansen's surprise he felt the mouse press against him firmly, licking at his lips. Trying to push away, Hansen found himself grabbed by the mouse, who was now openly trying to make out with the otter, head tilted and mouth open. Even more disturbing was the fact that even as he struggled, he could feel that the mouse forcing himself on him had an unusually big mouth...in fact, the otter swore it was getting wider and wider- but that was impossible, right?

"Alpha is clearly reacting to augmentation's effects at this point, and the first sign of his jaw unhinging and expanding is visible as instincts take over. Mr. Hansen is going to learn the hard way what this test is about in only a few more minutes, once Alpha reaches the next step." Watching Alpha's mouth now covering half of Hansen's face, Sierra once again felt a very distinct bulge in her lab slacks. It appeared her arousal at the sight of her tests was going to be a regular thing; this bothered her slightly, though it wasn't terribly difficult to ignore.

Alpha knew something was wrong with the situation as his lips slowly enveloped more and more of the otter's face, but his mind was rather hazy, and he had finally figured out the reason he was kissing so intently; the otter tasted good. So he held the otter close and opened wider and wider, not complaining that his body was allowing him to do something so crazy. Suddenly he had an idea, and pulled away from the Hansen's face, who proceeded to gasp and pant in terror. Unfortunately for him the respite was only a short one, as the mouse successfully found himself able to open his mouth to a gaping size. With Hansen looking into the dark hole with terror, Alpha suddenly lunged his head forward, mouth engulfing Hansen's entire head.

As everything suddenly went dark for the river mammal, he let out a short cry, feeling saliva soak into his fur as he was forced to close his eyes from it all. The mouse's mouth was hot and humid, and he could feel the breath blowing against his face as the mouse panted in excitement. Before he was able to take in anything else, he felt the mouse lift him up in his grip, the augment's strength kicking in. With a wet, sickening gulp the mouse swallowed, otter yelping again as his head was squeezed and pulled into Alpha's throat, shoulders now enveloped in the warm muzzles as Hansen sputtered and kicked helplessly.

Sierra watched with a sadistic grin as the mouse gulped again, Hansen's shoulders disappearing into the hungry mouse, his upper arms pinned. This was going much better than expected! She knew that the augment should go just fine in theory, but she had never actually seen anyone other than her main assistant actually eat someone and even then only because she had walked in on it. Yet here she stood, watching as the test subject easily gulped away at someone as big as him, microphone recording every last noise as the otter's chest started to disappear into the mouse's gullet now, throat bulging with the squirming meal. A way to deal with prisoners and other troublesome individuals while also feeding soldiers and workers, it was genius! She'd be happy to show this off to the commander and prove that the new cash flowing to her department wasn't a waste. Pulling up a private memo on her mobile computer, she made sure to save a copy of this test for herself...

Back in the chamber, Alpha happily continued to feed himself, eyes glazed with simplistic pleasure as he continued to heft the otter up and into his mouth, tongue sliding all over the squirming scientists belly as he continued to fruitlessly struggle. It was hard for the mouse to focus on much, but it felt so amazing to have his throat filled, and he could feel his meal's head starting to fill his stomach now... he was practically shivering with the anticipation of getting the rest of the squirming, kicking otter into his eager and grumbling gut. Hansen, on the other hand, was growing exhausted as he continued to struggle; legs kicking into the air now as his large tail flopped around, head finally out of the tight throat, but now in a small, humid empty space as his shoulders slowly joined him. He could feel the mouse gulp down every few seconds, pulling him deeper in, throat wetly squeezing and massaging his body as it was coated in spit. Shuddering as he felt the warmth of a tongue tease his crotch for a few seconds before gulping it down as well, Hansen whimpered meekly now, exhausted yet still trying to weakly escape. Alpha's stomach was starting to distinctively bulge out in the shape of an otter, and as he gulped down the poor scientist's thighs, only his tail and lower legs remained, weakly kicking. Tilting his head back, Alpha proceeded to quickly slurp them down, closing his mouth slowly as he felt the last of the tail slide down his throat, a dumb grin on his face as he slowly started to rub his bulging, grumbling gut.

Sierra watched quietly, barely breathing as she watched the subject's belly squirm and wiggle, the mouse happily rubbing over the bulges with his hands as the loud gurgling could clearly be heard over the speaker. Slowly over the next few minutes, the squirming came to a stop, the distinct bulges slowly shrinking and rounding out till the mouse stood there with a rounded, bulging belly that loudly gurgled and churned, working away at the meal. After almost half a minute of simply standing there in astonishment, Sierra finally remembered to turn the audio recording off and turn back on her microphone. "Uhm...a-as you can see, augmentation "Glutton" is a complete success, Subject Alpha having completely consumed an individual of roughly the same size. Observing the subject you can see the increased rate of digestion is already working away at his meal, and within hours there will be no physical signs of the meal remaining, other than a slight increase in Alpha's mass and a lack of food required for the next 24 hours or so." Sierra paused for a second and grinned, excited that the test had gone so well, knowing that without the new facilities the effect of the results wouldn't have nearly as much of an impact with the Commander. "Subject Alpha will be administered an amnesiac to wipe this test from his mind, and will either be kept for further tests or disposed of, depending on the Commander's orders. Subject Hansen's personal have already been removed, and if clearance is given the video will be shown to all current staff as a warning towards behavior such as mister Hansens. This is Sierra *******, Head of the Research and Development department of Black Crest Industries, and this concludes Test Log Number 12."