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The Abduction of Audio

A storm must was brewing as lightning flashed in the distance, illuminating the windswept roads a jackal was roaring down on his motorbike. The white jackal wore dark leather to match the red and black markings of his body, letting the wind sing through his fur as he opened the throttle up more. He just let his cares get lost in the winding path of the road and the deafening roar of the engine. Racing the storm and pacing the setting sun as the sky grow a brilliant orange. There wasn't a thing that could stop him now.

This thought would of course answered with a brilliant flash of light and crash of what must have been thunder. The road disappeared in white, and then black as his eyes stung from sudden brightness. One moment the smooth, polished road raced under his tires. The next moment the bike flipped out from under him as he sank into the shoulder. His last sensation was just how heavy the ground was as the bike was flung out from under him, a loud crunch as its bulk hit the tree. And then his world went dark as he slammed and rolled along the ground in a heap.

After what felt like an eternity of darkness, a brilliant light suddenly cut through the fog of his confusion, making him clench his eyes shut as it stabbed through his headache addled brain. He was alive, that was for sure. Or else hell looked like some sort of hospital. He tried to move, and for a brief moment the fear of being paralyzed made him open his eyes again. Another beam of harsh brightness was shoved through his retinas. But he soon realized he could move, in a way, he was just tied down by ankle and wrist. A definite annoyance as he groaned and shuddered, the pain and dizziness of his crash having decided to move back into his head. He let the world spin around him for a moment, closing his eyes as he heard a strange babbling.

Just his luck, he lands in a hospital where they don't even speak freaking English. And what the hell language was it, probably some Asian thing the way they're gurgling away. Audio groaned as he listened. First crashing, now some weird hospital where they're not even speaking English. They were probably doing it to mock him or his accident, that's just how things go with his luck. Now if he can only get the world to stop spinning so he can open his eyes.

With an agonizing wait he got the world to hold still, managing to even shift his head to get it out of the piercing light above him. The sight of strange, grey skinned, wide eyed and round eared... fox things, didn't help things. Their muzzles were slender and long, looking like some sort of mutant fennecs with over large, almond eyes. Oh boy, not even local doctors. Or um, local foxes. Or local anything. Or even from this world?

They just quietly ignored his confusion, the poor jackal just blinking in confusion as a multitude of wires were hooked to his skin and fur. Even worse, he was strapped nude to the table. A series of sharp pinches and prickles were barely felt above the overall dull pain from his crash, not to mention the throbbing of his poor confused brain. They just babbled and gurgled along, continuing to hook him to a variety of monitors that presented information of all types, floating cheerfully in the air as holograms. Like some sort of cheesy sci-fi aliens movie as his head was tugged by, something, a faint humming but nothing to see of the force nudging him back on the bed. Forcing him to close his eyes before the bright light above him seared his eyes once more.

For a moment things seemed to have calmed down. The flowing, bubbly language of the fox-things stopped. A quiet beeping started to soothe the abused and confused jackal. Audio held his eyes tight closed, able to still feel the brightness of the light above him. A shudder suddenly rushed up his spine as he realized his predicament. Bound and nude, strapped to some sort of medical device. A million wires plugged into him. And then there was another shudder to race up his spine, tingly sharp and stinging. Realizing it was not his fear but sharp, tingling jolts of electricity that made him try to arch his back. His hips jerked, the hot flare of electricity close to his lap as his heart pounded in reaction. A louder beeping signaling in time to his racing pulse.

He groaned, his lithe jackal form twisting in bindings as the shocks raced up his chest. His heart twitched in time to time as his lungs burned, panting to match the sudden increase in heartbeat. His chest was racing out of control, eyes opened with shock as he breathed in shallow, frantic pants. In he corner of his eye he could even see a picture of his heart, pounding away like a madman as he thought everything was just going to end right there. Faster and faster went his heart, led by the jerky tugs of electricity, the slim jackal swearing he could see his chest throbbing with each beat of his heart

He could even feel arousal from the shocking experiment, his arousal stiff in the air to his amusement despite the fear running through him. Knowing he was going to die erect was a strangely cheerful thought. At least he died happy, to say the least. But the dancing shocks pushing his heartbeat faster began to slow, guiding his heart down to a normal rhythm as he breathed in long and deep. Slowly fighting for his breath and beginning to relax, at least before a sharp, burning heat traced through his calves. Replaced with a dull warmth as he shuddered, feeling a strange emptiness to the burning sensation that raked his calves again. Leaving them limp and numb as he let out a low, weak groan. For a moment he wondered if he really saw them with, well, slices of his leg, holding and examining the fur and flesh. Coldly exposed with a strange lack of blood, perfectly sealed in.

He couldn't look down to check, but a wave of strange pleasure and confused nausea rushed through him. Sure enough not only were they examining parts of him. Performing various things like running it through a scanner, and various tools of dubious nature. But also nibbling and eating him! The fox-like greys just casually swallowing the used pieces up like bits of jerky to his horror. Just casually nibbling, tasting, even sharing parts of him with obvious excitement. They consumed the poor white jackal with a casual ease, as if he was just a pack of Slim Jims purchased at an AM/PM.

The dull pain spread through his body, as those strange glowing scalpels nipped here and there. Peeling apart his stomach muscles. Dragging apart his back. Soon leaving him to weak to even try and fight as he groaned and whined. His heart pounded fiercely in his chest, The once white furred jackal all red now, most of his fur gone. His chest casually opened as he saw a flick of the pen like tool they used. Strangely not bleeding as the heat washed and bit at his body. Cleanly taking him apart like some sort of obscene puzzle. He could soon see his heart, pounding away as it was left to race. His arousal too was left to twitch softly, teased even by a pair of silky skinned fingers. He suddenly knew what a sex toy felt like, as well as a piece of salami. Unable to do much more but watch his body be consumed, little pieces at a time.

He had to fight for every breath as his body was consumed, morsel by morsel. His head span as the pain and heat of each cut flooded his body. He realized they were slowly taken him from the inside too, his poor guts being taken apart slice by slice. They left his maleness however, and were even toying and teasing it, making him whimper and cry out helplessly. Audio knew his life was going to end, a flood of strange emotions following that thought, some of them even pleasure. He was just a snack, toy and meal to the greedy, vulpine like creatures. His breathing grew erratic as his chest muscles were slowly stolen away, cut by cut. Heart staggering and desperately stammering in his chest as he felt himself succumb.

The whole time he could see his heart on display, first on that hologram, and soon exposed by their cuts and tugs, dissecting him before his eyes. Watching it before him, beating and pounding, the powerful muscle fighting to keep him alive. The sight of it made him squirm, as the incessant rubbing upon his arousal made his arousal burn even further. He gritted his teeth and whined, as he stared down at his heart and the rapid, strong movements it made to keep him going. Suddenly closing his eyes as it grew too much to stand for his morbid arousal.

His cocktip twitched, jetting his last seed onto his half consumed chest, much to the alien's giggles of amusement. A loud chittering and laughing sound as they feasted on him, watching him cum as a pair rubbed and drew out his orgasm, finding it quite amusing. Passing bits and pieces of him around to the rest of the crew His lungs slowly pulled apart by those odd, bloodless cuts as his vision swirled. He realized he was almost completely empty. Just a beating heart as he mouthed uselessly for air. No more lungs to breath in with, just a heart beating and his brain to feel his death approach. The burning heat became relaxing as death comforted him. Darkness swallowed his vision with a cheerful laziness.

His last sight was his heart lifted free with a cheer, still beating as they held it up just so he could watch. A few weak spurts of blood the only mess (aside from his cum) he would have left. His last sight the red muscles split like an appetizer with those glowing blades. Passed around like a delicate morsel as they consumed him before his eyes. And finally the poor jackal expired. His life over in the strange and sudden twist he found himself in. He wouldn't have to worry about his insurance premiums at least. He wouldn't have to worry about anything at all.

The pack of fox-like aliens casually picked him clean, just a gleaming skeleton left before he was tossed in the back. Joining a growing pile of skeletons from the other victims on their, reconnaissance, mission.

Captain's log: Our current mission has found this, Earth, to be a pleasant and easily captured planet. The dominant life forms are already perfectly evolved as food and easily consumed. We suspect we'll return shortly, but may need a few more months of *brrp*, er, research, to best plan how to setup harvesting. We know it's a lot of work, but we need to ensure we..., er, everyone gets their fill...