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"That must of been by mere inches, Tony." The scruffy announcer wolf said into his microphone, his partner, an older fox, sitting next to him bantering in reply. "Looked like miles to me Josh, but who knows, Ghost may just take it back next week." The two were announcing the play by plays of the relatively local swimming tournament that was occurring, it was no Olympic event by any means, but it was none the less important to the gray fox who was sitting at the edge of the pool, his three toed feet still in the water as he draped a towel over his white swim capped head, his large ears holding it in place. Ghostfox, or Ghost as most called him was an avid swimmer, he loved everything about it, the feeling of the water against his fur, the enthrallment of gaining one more lap on his competition, and most importantly, he loved the garb of swimming, specifically the vintage twenties themed swimsuits of which he owned several. But today was not the finest moment for the swimmer fox, as he had just lost in the pool by a margin, and felt his future was in jeopardy, he had aspirations to be not just a recreational swimmer, but to swim competitively against others, and this wasn't the finest start. He had all but given up, kicking his foot into the water, as it splashed upward, he nearly didn't hear the voice behind him, kindly stating "You almost had it, if only you were faster." Confused, Ghost turned around and looked up at the person standing behind him, an average bodied female Calico cat in a business casual pantsuit, a medical badge hanging from her chest, was standing just close enough to Ghost to communicate, but just far enough from the pool's water, as she smiled, coyly.

"Took the thought right out of my head, heh." Ghost said, sloshing water as he pulled his feet from the water, standing up to match the feline's gaze, removing his goggles. "Who are you anyway, lady?" The Calico motioned to her badge which read ARTEC R&D 'Victoria Eichoff', and smiled fondly. "I'm Dr. Eichoff, but my friends call me Vicky." Ghost raised a wet eyebrow, "OK, so, what do you want?" Keeping his response short, not quite sure who she was or what her motives were. "I represent a high quality research facility, and well, you are a prime candidate for our current trial on a performance enhancer." She said, coolly and clinically. Ghost was skeptical as he brushed his hands off on his damp swim suit, glaring at the doctor as he replied. "I don't have the money for that, plus, drugs are illegal." Vicky replied calmly as she retrieved a water proof business card, clearly she had spoken to a few swimmers today. "Actually, it's not a drug, it's purely natural components and supplements, and you wouldn't pay a dime, we'd pay you, give it a think, and call me if you decide to." as she handed the card to Ghost, who tucked it into his bag. "I'll think about it..." Vicky nodded and walked away, as Ghost grabbed his bag, and walked toward the opposite exit, overhearing the other swimmers discuss how they would be spending the prize money if they win must of spurred him on further, because he didn't even make it to his car, before noticing Vicky heading to hers and stopped her. "Hey!" She turned around and confidently smiled, almost as if she knew he would give in to her offer of help. "Yes?" Ghost took a deep breath and firmly asked. "Where and when...?" Vicky motioned to his bag. "I gave you a card, call that number, and set up your experiment day."

Ghost arrived punctually to the site that the receptionist on the phone had directed him to go to. It was massive, as he parked his car in the lot, he took a moment to survey the massive buildings of the place, it was one part hospital, one part factory, and one part skyscraper, as he turned his car off and exited, his bare feet hitting the pavement below him as he walked toward the doors and entered, a lab coat laden Golden Retriever sat behind the desk as he approached it. "Ah, you must be Ghost, they told me you'd be dressed for the part, haha!" She joked, not realizing this was Ghost's usual apparel. "You can head down the hall, third door to your left." The gray fox did as he was directed and walked to the door, pushing it's heavy metal mass open as he walked through and looked around, the cool metallic room was sprawling, in front of him were four large, circular drums, each of them an easy one hundred gallons with a lid, bubbling and gurgling noises emitting from each. "Ah, you're right on time...Just sign here." Vicky said, now wearing a lab coat and more professional outfit under it than she had been when she first met the fox, holding out a clipboard, a waiver. Excited by the bubbling vats, and the concept of becoming a better swimmer, he signed on the dotted line quickly, which ushered a pleased sigh from Vicky who tucked the clipboard under her arm and motioned toward the other side of the room. "Excellent, please follow me and we'll get started." Ghost followed her to a chair, which was unlike any he had seen before, it was covered in clasps and cuffs of various angles and placements, as he felt a bit more nervous than he had previously, looking at the strange seat. "Uhh, what's that for...?" Vicky calmly glared as she smiled and held a cup out to Ghost, a fizzy water almost like Club Soda was inside of it. "Drink this, and have a seat, please?"

The feelings of confusion and nervousness were not as controlling as his desire to swim better, and he felt an odd trust in the Calico, as he took the cup and swallowed the fizzy drink, it was incredibly bitter, and made the fox cough as he sat down in the chair as instructed, Vicky pressed a button on the chair's side, as it's purpose was revealed. "Sadly you can't exactly be...mobile, for these first tests." Vicky said, patting her hand over the fox's black swim cap and his head, smiling. "But don't worry, You'll not be in any pain." The Chair whirred and beeped mechanically as the cuffs and clasps began moving on their own, and with a few clanking sounds and movements of robotic arms, Ghost watched as his hands were gently, yet firmly bound together with a silky nylon rope, the same for his ankles, his six toes wiggling frantically as the machine did it's work. "Whoa what's going on?!" He asked, through nervous giggles. "Relax, Ghost, you just can't move, we need to know that your nerve endings are going to respond well to the enhancer." Ghost flexed against his restraints, the fabric of his black swim suit unloving from his chest to his bare legs and feet as he tilted his head curiously. "My nerve endings?!" Vicky calmly walked to a nearby cabinet and opened it up, and instead of any medical instrument, retrieved a hairbrush, and what looked like a carabiner for climbing. "Just try to relax." She said, as she returned to the bound grey fox, with a smile never leaving her face. Ghost attempted to relax as the Calico doctor had asked him to, but found that next to impossible, as she kneeled down in front of the swimmer fox and grazed over his left foot's sole with the soft bristles of the hairbrush, he let out a laugh and looked down at her, frantically wiggling in his bindings, unable to move, as he laughed. "Wo- whoa stop it!" He said between laughter.

Vicky seemed to ignore his pleads to stop as she continued sliding the brush up and down his three toed foot, the soft bristles working over the sole with effortless strokes, as she watched intently at his reaction, seeming to take a mental note every time Ghost wriggled in his bindings, she didn't stop for nearly a full five minutes, before nodding and placing the brush up against his right foot, and repeating the process, sending Ghost into another giggling, excited laughing fit, his six toes wiggling and flexing as the Calico worked the brush over his sensitive sole. "Alright, it seems you react properly to the stimuli of tickling for sure." Vicky said, ending the tickling after ten minutes between each foot, Ghost found himself out of breath and panting a little as he looked down at her, she placed the brush on a metal table near the chair and grasped the carabiner. "Are you prepared for the other sensational tests?" Ghost gathered his breath as he looked curiously to Vicky, tilting his head as he watched her walk behind him and clasp the carabiner to a long, metal cable hanging from a complex pulley system in the rafters of the ceiling. "Uhhh, yes?" He asked curiously. "Excellent!" Vicky replied, walking off to the side, near a large control panel of buttons, as she pressed her pointer to the largest green button, Ghost got a good view of what those vats were. One was of a boring, medical cleanser, probably peroxide or water, but the others, they made the Fox smile, he had signed up for a test, maybe to be a better swimmer, but this was unexpected for sure.

The other vats, three of them not including the cleaner of the four, were churning with various liquids, the first was bubbling with a warm brown mud, like the quality you would find in a fancy spa, the second was warmly squelching with black, synthetic tar, not hot enough to harm but just warm enough, and the last was a blueish green slime, no doubt created for just such purposes. The Calico noticed the wide, smiling grin on Ghost's face as she pressed another button, a robotic arm reaching down and clipping off the rope binds, now Ghost just dangled from the wire as it slowly began pulling him upward, and toward the first tank. "Are you ready?" Ghost excitedly nodded as the pulley began lowering him toward the mud, he felt his toes touch it first, as his feet sank slowly into it, the grainy, earthy mud wetly working into his fur, as Vicky could be heard over speakers. "Just hold your breath!" Ghost needed no reminder, as he felt the mud rising over his legs and stomach, he sank slowly into it and basked in the mud's gurgling confines, until finally his white swim capped head sunk under the warm mud's embrace. It was only about twenty seconds before the winch had slowly pulled him up from the mud, as it dripped from his fur, he took a breath and sighed. "Were you able to feel that all, the sensations weren't off putting?" Asked Vicky over speakers, Ghost happily replying. "It felt amazing!" Vicky happily marked a few things down on her clipboard with a pen, before pushing the button again, as Ghost found himself being lowered into the bubbling black tar next, his body being engulfed in the coal black goo, as he felt his six toes dip into it's bubbling contents. "Try to swim a bit in this one, test the mixture..." Vicky advised, as the winch lowered him deeper into it. Ghost felt himself being soaked in the oozing tar, his fur squelching with the ooze as he was lowered fully into it, he was no stranger to being in warm goo just like this, but the mixture must of been working, as he found himself able to firmly push himself around in the vat, the winch giving him extra slack as he pushed himself through the goop. His fun was cut short as the winch tightened the rope again, pulling him back up, as he frowned, the tar dripping from his fur. "For the last part, just stay calm and perfectly still." Vicky advised, as she pressed the button again, plunging Ghost down suddenly, unlike the other vats, he landed in the slime with a gooey splash, the slime gurgling as he felt himself being soaked and squeezed in the gooey thick jelly, he closed his eyes and allowed the wobbling, slick slime to soak into his fur, his toes curled and wriggled in it's depths.

The winch removed him slowly and placed him into the cleaner, his black swim suit and white swim cap were washed of any evidence of the enjoyable messes he was placed into, as he instinctively paddled around the vat until he was pulled up and out, standing on a white X on the ground, his toes tapped on the tile as Vicky walked to him and removed the carabiner. "So, how was it...?" He loved it, it was literally such an amazing treat of an experience he couldn't resist firmly asking the Calico. "Please tell me there is more testing?!" Vicky chuckled, her data showed the supplement would work, but the smiling excited face that Ghost gave her made her smile in return. "Gee, you must of really enjoyed yourself...well, in science it never hurts to double check right?" Ghost hardly even remembered this was a test anymore, simply wanting to get back into the vats of fun, as he nodded. "That's right!" Vicky smiled, as she clasped the carabiner back to his suit, and began to walk back to the control panel.