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Rabbit 20

Engineer 20

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Bunny engineer here we come, now for rolls on potential for feral bleed through:

Sexual dominance 10% Roll: 8 confirmed bleed through

increased aggression 5% Roll: 74 no bleed through

increased lusts 60% Roll: 5 confirmed bleed through

reduced intelligence 5% Roll: 95 no bleed through

increased sexual submission 40% Roll:42 no bleed through

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Well looks like we have a sexually dominant male rabbit just waiting to be created.

Flicking through the screens one after another Zack sat in the reception room for hours. The bunny receptionist didn't complain once, just kindly offered a cup of coffee or tea every now and then. After all the rabbit had been through the same moment once in his life, trying to figure out what he wanted to be, of course if he had it to play back he would have still chosen rabbit, even if he did end up with the most common bleed through effect of increased lusts. Hell maybe even because of it, he'd had so much sex since the change that it was worth it just for that alone.

It wasn't like when Zack got the tattoo on his butt, this would be a change he would be forced to look at, to feel and to deal with every day. Zack sighed and had to admit he knew what he wanted, what he'd always wanted to be. A lapine, their farm had one working as a labourer and while not strong he was pretty and so very friendly. Shivering the young boy remembered the feel of that soft fur on his skin as he lost his cherry behind one of the farm storage units.

He had already decided on what skills he wanted, he was good with his hands and every ship was crying out for good engineers. A skill like that would take him as far as he wanted it to, and give him freedom of choice. Shutting down the holoscreen he stood up and nodded to the rabbit behind the counter.

"Have you decided stud?" Intoned the bunny, enjoying the warm blush on the human's cheeks as he eyed up the boy. Not boy, man, six feet six with the kind of muscles that only come from working a farm every day. Not sculpted like a body builder but more smoothed and rounded, natural bulk. Scruffy blonde hair, shaggy and unkempt falling around his shoulders, a few days worth of stubble on his angular jaw.

"Y... yes I have, I want the lapine splicing and the engineering graft please." Zack replied shyly placing a small datapad with the specifics of the packages he had chosen on the receptionist's desk.

Glancing at it the rabbit started to speak on automatic, the standard legal details, "You are aware that transformation is permanent and cannot be reversed? That you will no longer be able to father a child unless you have a frozen sperm sample? There are significant risks of feral bleedthrough, that is animal traits that will have impact on your personality and may very well change your behaviours? This clinic holds no liability for any actions or crimes you commit because of said changes in personality. Can you confirm you are sober and are not on any medication that would impact on your mental judgement?"

Zack nodded and shook his head accordingly through the rabbit's spiel, it was clear he wasn't expecting a sudden change. Nobody gets this far and then changes their minds, once you've picked you don't go back. Though some do regret their choices.

"Excellent, just step through into the waiting area remove your clothes and the doctor will be with you once the treatment is prepared." The blue furred rabbit waved him through another door and then slyly turned on the security camera in the waiting room. They had no more appointments today and a quick paw while watching the naked farm boy would be harmless. He would have loved to have offered the boy a relaxing suck job but Dr Reynalds had been seriously pissed off last time he caught the rabbit screwing someone in the waiting room and he valued his job slightly more than sex. Well maybe for the right customer.

Zach stepped through into a small lounge, just a sofa and a few hangers for his clothing. Obviously they only ever let one person in here at a time, any other customers would need to wait. Not that he imagined they got more than one or two a day. His stomach rumbled, he'd not eaten anything in twenty four hours, he'd read it made the early stages of transformation more pleasant and less vomit filled.

As he stripped he grabbed his utility pad and took a few photos of himself, his body, the little lightening bolt tattoo on his ass. He'd gotten that a year earlier while he was still at school and part of the track team. Staring at his firm buttocks in the mirror he couldn't help but wonder what would happen to it, he'd heard that scars and tattoo's could sometimes impact on the slicing.

As he was staring at his butt taking pictures the far door opened and in walked a red fox in a labcoat, he took one glance at the young human posing and chuckled. "Taking one last look eh son?"

Jumping and blushing in embarrassment the young man put the pad over his crotch, hiding his cock as the fox chuckled. his fur held hints of grey, showing he was quite a fox well past his prime. "No need to hide, I've seen it all and you are not the last person who has taken a few before pictures to remember their old self's by. In fact we can keep a few on your file for you just in case if you want. No charge."

"T... thanks," muttered the embarrassed human, as the doctor waved him into the next room where a huge table covered in straps and restraints dominated everything in his mind.

"Right, my assistant has gone through all the legal stuff with you, last chance to back out son." Muttered the fox as he began to open the metal restraints. "Names Dr Reynalds by the way Mr Stevens."

"Oh erm Zack and no... no I'm not going to back out," he replied and tried to put as much confidence into his voice as he could. Stepping forward he lay down on the table as the elderly fox strapped him down, locking his hands and legs into position, restraints pinning his chest and stomach, crossing his knees. He could breath but that was all, there was even a restraint stopping his head from turning.

Dr Reynalds grabbed his chart and glanced over it, "ah so you want to be a hippo marine biologist then."

"NO! no no NO! That's not what I ordered, wait stop!" Zack shouted straining against the restraints in vain as the fox laughed.

"Just a little joke son, believe me you should laugh because..." the fox rolled his chair over activated a pad and out of the roof and the walls dozens of arms extended, each one ending in a large needle, as the doctor continued. "The next part is going to be more painful than anything you have ever experienced and you should laugh while you can."

Pressing a series of buttons on his controller the fox reached out and placed a paw on the naked human's cheek. The warm touch was reassuring as the fox whispered, "you will get through it though and don't worry whatever happens, whatever you say, on my table stays on my table." Before Zack could reply the doctor his the activate button and thirty needles were stabbed into different parts of his body, including one in his cock which was by far the most excruciating.

Zack screamed as it felt like molten lava was injected into his blood. Struggling and fighting against the restraints with all his might. "STOP!! PLEASE!!! AHHH!!!! NOOOOO!!" His body was on fire and yet he could feel the pain ebbing away and after a minute his body stopped convulsing he lay still panting heavily as the pain ebbed away.

"That... wasn't that bad," the human muttered softly.

Getting up from his chair the fox turned the lights down, he found the next part hard to watch even after decades of working in his lab. "Oh son, that was just a tickle compared to what is to come." Those words fell on terrified ears as the human could feel himself beginning to change. His genes were being rewritten while he breathed, every cell in his body would be changed. No painkillers could be used because his very pain receptors were morphing with the procedure.

First was a wall of heat and his body began to sweat heavily, it grew and grew until Zack was sure he was going to boil himself alive. His skin itched and burned and he began to kick and buck against the restraints. He felt something inside crack in his arms and legs and screamed out "STOP!! PLEASE!! I'VE CHANGED MY MIND, NO NO... HELP... PLEASE HELP ME!! SOMEBODY ANYBODY!"

His bones began to shatter one at a time as his very organs boiled changing moment by moment, the pain overwhelming him and yet the very nature of the transformation prevented him from passing out. "Please...please...I'll do anything ANYTHING... please make it stop!" he whimpered suddenly lacking the strength to shout or scream, he struggled to breath , his ribs cracking and melting away, or so it felt anyway.

Then he felt his jaw crack, bones popping pain flooding his mind, he could no longer rail against his restraints. His nose seemed to be deflating, melting off his face. Then his eyes suddenly went black, crying out in terror the human whimpered in the dark, his ears went next, he was in a black world no sensation could be felt but pain.

How long he was there, he wasn't sure it felt like an eternity, terror and pain were all he knew. What if something had gone wrong? What if he remained like this forever? What if the old fox was some sort of evil mass murderer? He'd walked in and let some guy he never met before strap him to a table.

Then it began to come back, first his hearing suddenly came back into focus, the first sounds he heard were his own whimpering and cries for mercy, for pity. Eyes were the next to return, he blinked even in the dim light. It was so strange, he couldn't see his nose, winking from one eye to the other, the pink nub was gone. In it's place was a muzzle, covered in creamy brown fur. He wanted to look down to see the rest of himself, but the restraints held him firmly.

He found himself able to breath properly again, the air coming in through his nose and he noticed something. A smell, his own sweaty body and yet he could detect something else, someone else. The fox he could detect the musk of another male, older male he sniffed deeply.

"Ahh, your senses are starting to return are they? You're passed the worst bit. Just another thirty minutes or so and you'll be done." Said the doctor in a friendly voice and the words were music to Zack's large floppy ears. He wanted to thank the fox with a nice muzzle job, blinking Zack realised how odd that should have sounded, offering to suck off some old fox. A heartbeat later he realised he didn't just think 'I want to suck your cock' he'd actually spoken it out loud.

"Hmmm, I'm suspecting you have some feral bleed through. Increased bestial lusts are the most common for a lapine transformation." Observed the fox in a business like manner, he'd been offered and asked for all manner of things by patients on his table. However, he had enough integrity not to take advantage... well most of the time.

Wriggling his buttocks he felt them itching and then he realised he had a tail, unrestrained as well, he wriggled the little teardrop tail in pure joy at the movement. He felt warm, the room seemed several degrees hotter than when he arrived and he realised that must be because he now had a fur thick coat of plush fur. Flexing his fingers and toes, he could feel the fur on the backs of his fingers, his paw pads feeling tingly. The pain was all gone as his body began to settle.

Soon the fox got out of his chair and walked over, placing a small hypo against the new rabbit's arm he drew a blood sample. Placing it in a machine he frowned. "Well it seems your slicing is stable. I would suggest you go home and rest for about eight hours, get something to eat and drink. You need nutrients."

"I feel fine, great even!" Zack replied enthusiasm dripping off his words.

"Indeed but just listen to your doctor and get some rest," Dr Reynalds repeated as he unfastened the restraints, Zack leapt off the table gracefully landing on his feet. Looking down at his body, he'd lost some muscle mass, his body was fit and toned though, his muscles showing through his fur. His stomach and chest were covered n deep cream coloured fur and the rest was a light blonde colour. His sheath seemed nice and plump, he wondered if he had lost or gained any size, he promised himself he'd find out soon.

"You may go through and get your clothes back on son you are done here," the doctor said opening the door to the small lounge.

Zack had to bite his tongue to stop himself snarling at the fox for telling him what to do. Instead he walked through to the lounge and gasped as he looked at himself in the mirror. Long ears, brown fur on the outside pink skin on the inside, blonde fur, he brushed down his body with his paws moaning at the feeling of stroking himself. Promising himself he was going to find someone soon to stroke him like that and better, his balls seemed to have more than doubled in size. his feet were huge and he laughed as he turned around to see black fur in the shape of a lightening mark on his ass.

As he dressed he thought about what he should do. Going home and resting wasn't on the list. He was torn between the thought of hitting a bar finding someone sexy to ride his new cock. Hitting the spaceport and looking for a job, or just saying here and showing that cute blue bunny what a stud he really was.

OK thanks for reading 3 options for the next vote. Vote by clicking thumbs on on the relevant comment below.

A - hit the bars

B-hit the spaceports

C- hit on the bunny receptionist