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A pungent smell greeted my nostrils as I began to stir unconsciously. I twitched for a moment, trying to get away from the repugnant odor. I desperately wanted to drift back into the peaceful sleep I'd been having but the nauseating scent wouldn't leave. The powerful smell of ammonia was really getting to me.

I opened my eyes, the bright lights amplifying my headache. I was greeted to a medical examination room of some sort, not unlike the ones I'd been studying in up until a few weeks ago. My mind was fuzzy but the events of the past day were slowly coming back to me. I'd had to drop out of school suddenly for reasons I'm not totally ready to admit even to myself. Mental illness, though widely accepted, was not something that I liked to use as a justified reason for myself.

Long story short, I found myself quickly in need of money. I hadn't had any close friends to rely on, and I'd been estranged from my family for years. So it was understandable why I'd been so quick to jump on the first job that gave me a callback. In this case, it was a local animal sanctuary looking for full-time workers to help tend the grounds. It was work I could see myself doing, and I liked animals well enough, so why not?

I'd done my best to get a background for the facility in preparation for the interview but my efforts were fruitless. There was nothing online about the facility, other than it was privately funded and seldom hired new employees. The intake process was extensive but I made it past for a first interview.

The questions had started off as expected, like how I enjoyed working with animals, could I handle manual labor, was I in good physical health, that sort of thing. But eventually, they started asking me more personal questions such as my relationship status, friend circles, and family history. Hell, there was even a personality test component! It seemed a little too personal for a job like this but I answered honestly. I hadn't questioned it at the time. I was certainly questioning it now.

I tried to get up but found that I couldn't even move so much as an inch from the table I was on. Looking down I saw a thick leather strap around my waist. My arms and legs fared no better as I tried to move them in vain. I was propped up on some sort of stretcher or chair.

How the fuck had I wound up in here? I recalled meeting the center's curator, Dr. Jonathan Barr, I believe. He told me I had got the job, much to my excitement at the time. Then he had me sit down to receive the first in a series of vaccinations, in a chair just like this...

The reality of my situation was starting to sink in. Was this some sort of human trafficking ring? I contemplated yelling for help but realized the foolishness of such an action. I was clearly at the mercy of whatever freak had drugged me and tied me up. There was nothing for me to do other than sit back and watch how my situation would unfold, at least for now.

I wouldn't have to wait long. I heard a beep from outside the room, as though a series of keys were being pushed for a passcode to open the door. The door opened swiftly and the Doctor swept in with a certain bravado that I hadn't picked up on from our first meeting. He practically danced around the room, gathering equipment into his pocket. Finally, he turned to me, a wide grin across his weathered face.

"Ah, Gabriel, is it? So glad to see you awake. Welcome to your new job!" he exclaimed. There was a sort of excitement in his voice that I couldn't help but find unsettling. "I'm sure you have questions for me?"

"What the hell is going on!" I yelled, perhaps a bit louder than I'd intended. The doctor had me at his mercy, after all. Pissing him off was unlikely to help matters.

"Now, now Gabriel, I expected much more from you than that. Your profile indicated a high degree of intellect. Though, in your defense, I'm sure your circumstances are rather confusing. Well, not to worry! I intend to give you the grand tour of these facilities! And all your questions will be answered. I must admit I look forward to your opinion of our work here," he said, all but oblivious to my obvious stress

He turned away with that same bluster, opening the door as two similarly dressed medical personnel, one male and one female, came in. The man was tall, his lab coat rather form-fitting, and his eyes were obscured with a pair of thick sunglasses. The woman was even taller, with a bodybuilder's physique and long hair that had been shaved into a Mohawk. There was a strong scent in the air that I quickly discovered was coming from her. It was not offensive but peculiar, strong enough that I could pick it up over the ammonia in the room. I had smelled it before but couldn't seem to place it. I wanted to ask them what they were going to do with me but admittedly I was frightened by the prospect of my future.

I was wheeled out into a hallway of doors, looking too much like the hallway accessed by the Keymaker in the Matrix. It smelled strongly of the same disinfectant that coated the lab I'd been in. I assumed I'd been brought in here from the interview room, and one of these doors could possibly lead to my eventual escape. I kept my eyes alert to every detail, just in case.

The doctor kept up his stride, not even turning to regard me or my entourage. I couldn't blame him; with this level of restraint, there was no chance of me escaping. And where was I to go in the endless corridor of locked doors?

He stopped to punch in another key code into a pad and the door in front of him opened with a whoosh. I was wheeled into the door and immediately hit with a rush of humid air. The door opened to a vast room, enclosed by a 30ft dome, though it was hard to guess from my viewpoint. I couldn't see the entire area, but it seemed to be covered by a series of walkways, interconnecting several dozen concrete barriers. I couldn't see down into them from here but I assumed they must be the animal habitats.

"Welcome Gabriel, to my inner sanctum! The heart of our operation, and my life's work! Fortunately, I am independently wealthy, and as you will come to understand, this is not a place for profit. I am not at the stage where I could allow mere tourists here. My dears, please escort Gabriel to the first enclosure. I'm sure it will be faster to show him than to prattle on endlessly."

The two silent assistants dutifully wheeled my chair towards the closest of the wide-railed habitats. In it was a wooded area with thick trees and rock formations at the edges. Nipping away at a series of plants and berries were two fully grown grizzly bears. I was confused for a moment. Why was he showing me this, a scene that could easily have been in any zoo? I had a frightening thought; was I to be fed to the animals? It was nearly impossible to hypothesize with such limited information.

The doctor made a grandiose gesture to the two bears. "These two have been here in their present state for about a week. I posted several openings for this next series of experiments and these two were some of the first. I'm happy to say that you also made the cut, Gabriel! Certain criteria are essential; a lack of a home, family, personal contacts. Someone who could be removed from the grid with little notice from the outside world. Of course, there are other criteria that I measure for. Intelligence, ingenuity, character. And the profile I've made for you Gabriel leaves me very excited."

I wanted to question him but he gave no pause. Honestly, I was unsure what to ask him even if I could. What the hell was he talking about? Did he intend to cage me like an animal to see how I'd react? It didn't make any sense.

I saw that one bear had finished eating and moved over behind its cohort. I stared in astonishment as the bear's member became visible underneath him as he began sniffing and licking at the backside of his apparent mate. I was a bit disgusted by such a sight from the sulking beast. I wanted to look away from the display but I couldn't help notice that the smaller bear was also sporting a large erection, excited by the attention that his male mate was giving him. Was this normal for bears?

The larger one reared up on his hind limbs and tried to find his mark as the smaller male's hips rotated back to help out. I looked over to the doctor to see he was smiling at the display. "Animals in a new environment find ways to adapt to their needs. These two males have formed a physical bond and found release in each other in such a short period."

Noticing the look on my face, he continued. "I can tell you are confused, my boy! Perhaps showing you some more of my recent guests will clarify things for you. Bring him along, would you?" he said to his assistants as they wheeled me further towards what I assumed to be the next habitat.

"I'm looking forward to your reaction to our next guests," he said with a chuckle as his assistants moved me in view of another habitat below.

My first impression was that it contained a couple of guys in their 20's or 30's, hunched over in obvious discomfort. I had to squint to see the hairy coats they were sporting. What was odd to me was that both men had Mohawks and seemed to be wearing some kind of prosthetics on their faces. One of the men was gripping at his ass, wincing as he turned around to reveal something shocking. It looked like he had some kind of brush or tail pushing out of his backside. The other man was in a similar state, though his own was in an earlier stage of growth.

The one who had been holding his tail wiggled his ass a little in the direction of the other. It was almost as though he was in need like he wanted to be fucked. My impression was supported by the massive, dangling, inhuman cock underneath him, clearly visible under his protruding stomach. The other male began sniffing the air, his nose much larger than I thought it had been at first glance. He started moving forward reluctantly, holding his head back as though trying to resist. But he didn't seem to last long. Moving forward, his own massive erection slapped the ground as he sniffed and licked at his would-be mate's backside.

I stared at the scene with a mixture of horror and fascination. I noticed the tails of each horse-man, for that's what I slowly realized I was viewing, had gotten longer than they had been before beginning their carnal acts. It had to be some sort of trick, like animatronics or some shit. But no matter how long I stared, that just didn't seem right. They looked too real, down to the horsey smell wafting off their sweaty hides as the larger male reared up and prodded his needy cock into his mate's still-blackening pucker.

"These two have only been here a few days and already they've acclimated to their new lives. Naturally, they have been injected with impressive stock, their seed highly valuable on the market for stud purposes. But as you can already tell, I'll have to harvest it indirectly, as they will have little interest in mares," the doctor said, chuckling a little at his twisted observation.

I stared at the nut job in disbelief. What the fuck was he playing at? There had to be some sort of trick going on. But why go through all the effort? This place was full of gay horny animals by the looks of it. Yet there was no way they could have been human, was there? It didn't make any fucking sense! If they were costumes, they seemed far too realistic, something more out of a nightmare than anything Hollywood had ever produced!

"I can see the wheels turning in your head, Gabriel. You're wondering if what you are seeing is real. If it could truly be possible. I could tell you that I've mastered genetic engineering, perfected a technique to change one species into another with little risk to the subject in question. Change a human being into a totally non-human animal. Do you think it's possible Gabriel? Answer me truthfully. I'll know if you're lying. I can already tell your facial expressions betray your true feelings rather well. A pity that you won't have the ability to make human expressions much longer."

"W-what else could it be? How have you done this? What's happening to them? To me?" I stammered, my mouth racing as fast as my thoughts.

I didn't honestly know if those horse-men had been entirely human. Same with the two bears. But I was afraid that whatever the doctor had done to them, he was, or had already, done to me as well. I looked down at my arm, a slight itch drawing my attention to a bandage that I hadn't noticed before. It was placed exactly where I'd received my vaccination. My face went pale from the implication. What had they injected me with?

"To you? That's very clever Gabriel. After all, as you must have surmised, why would I show you any of this if I didn't intend you to be a part of it?"

He stopped to turn back to regard the two changing men in the pen bellow, the larger male now ass deep in his willing lover. "I have many goals here Gabriel. Many reasons for pursuing my current line of work. Not least of all granting humanity the chance to experience existence in a way that was formerly never possible. The chance to be wild, free from human restrictions!"

"The planet is overpopulated Gabriel. So many of our wonderful species are disappearing at an alarming rate. And it's all our fault. We have failed our planet. What better way to correct our errors than to convert some of humanity to replace the beasts we've decimated?"

"Of course, volunteers will come forth in due time, those who are displeased with their human lives and long for something different, perhaps better. It is here, in my lab, where I will lay the groundwork for the future to come! I have selected the more endangered, charismatic species, paired with suitable subjects such as yourself. Those who have little contact with friends and family. Those who have not had the best human existence. Those who can disappear into a new life and would benefit most from experiencing the change of a lifetime!"

"There is, of course, another reason I selected you, in particular, Gabriel. For another facet of my research, I'm pleased to say you make the perfect applicant! Your intellect, your enthusiasm, and your curiosity all scored exceptionally high! I wish to observe the transition for a variety of personality types. It's always exciting to see how new subjects will take to the change. Will you embrace it, or try to resist your new impulses? That is just one of the reasons why my work is important! There is still much to be learned about the human mind, after all, even while changing it!"

"If you think it's so great being a horny animal then why don't you become one yourself!?" I asked. I was hardly able to comprehend the man's words. My first response was to lash out. I couldn't stop myself. What did it matter? If he was planning to change me anyways, what worse could he do to me at this point?

"If I could become an animal, Gabriel, I would be excited to do so. But then there would be no one to carry on my important work! Someday, when my work is done and there are others to proceed with the necessary steps then I will gladly rest and take my place among my creations. But for now, I must toil in preparation for the world to know my genius! There is so much to do before then! And today, you, my boy are the center of attention!"

I regarded the horses once more, the bigger one finally dismounting from his mate, seed leaking out of the smaller one's stretched black equine pucker. What was going to happen to me? Would I become like the horse-men down below? I had to know. As scared as I was to ask I didn't want to just start turning into a random animal without knowing my eventual fate!

"What are you planning to do with me?" I asked, unable to keep the fear from my voice.

"You finally thought to ask? I'm glad you're proving to be as inquisitive as I'd hoped. But it's not what I'm going to do to you, Gabriel, but what I've already done! You are well on your way to becoming my center's newest resident. As for what you are to become, I will keep it a surprise for now. Rest assured, I think you'd rather like it. Many would choose to be the animal you'll become if given the choice."

"The choice?! You didn't even give me a fucking choice!" I yelled in frustration. What fucking right did he have to do this to me?!

"My dear boy, you were given the choice when you applied to be a member of my organization. Though I do admit that perhaps you were not as aware of your decision as you might have preferred. Still, the profile you filled out did play some role in dictating your eventual fate. No one I have changed has ever complained, nor do I think they would want to, now that they have settled into their new lives! All the space and food they could require, and a willing and sexually active mate to spend their lives with? Not to mention the chance to experience life with new senses? What more could any human ever hope to achieve?" the doctor replied, clearly maddened by his delusions.

There were no debating things with him, it was clear to me. That gave me another idea, however.

"Why are you helping him? Don't you see he's a madman?" I yelled to the two assistants, who had remained silent up until now. The man regarded me with an interesting expression, though it was hard to discern from his sunglasses. He then smiled at me, something unsettling in the motion that I couldn't identify right away. I noticed that his teeth seemed off, the canines too long, changing my confusion into fear. He took off his glasses slowly, regarding me with eyes that shone brilliant yellow, round oval pupils like a cat's.

"It may surprise you, Gabriel, but some people are more than eager to join my enterprise. All I ask is some insurance they will not prematurely alert the world of our endeavors. Some prefer to enter their new homes right away, while others are willing to assist in caring for our newest residents while they prepare to join my collection themselves. Jerry here will someday soon join the facility as a full tiger. For now, his enhanced strength makes for much-needed assistance in showing around new recruits like yourself."

"Some, however, are very tempted by the desire to embrace their new forms. Take Elly, for example," he said, regarding his second assistant, who was seemingly fixated on the mating horses below.

I hadn't noticed it before, but her ears were pointy, not unlike the soon-to-be stallions below. And I couldn't help but stare at the very masculine bulge sticking out from under her loose-fitting dress.

"Shall we get going, Gabriel? I have much to show you before ending with your own habitat. And it seems that Elly may want to join her, or rather his, new herd later this day," the doctor said, before motioning to his assistants to wheel my chair forward.

I shuddered at the thought. There was no escape. No way out. I would end up an animal in a zoo, a beast with no humanity left. And there was nothing I could do to stop it.

"I want to see your response to my work before changing you, as part of my psychological research. And I do have other matters to attend to once you've settled in. There were a few other applicants to have interviews today, hopefully soon to have homes within my facility as well," Dr. Barr continued, before motioning the tiger man and the reluctant horse-woman to wheel my chair away. I took one last look at the horse-men, now grazing that their sexual urges were abated for the time being.

I stayed silent, allowing the assistants to wheel me across the walkway to the next habitat, bracing myself for the horrors that awaited me. I had no idea what kinds of animals the once-humans in this place were turning into, or how they were taking to the metamorphosis. I mulled over the different possibilities in my mind, shuddering at the more horrific ones. I wondered how I would take to such a change.

Looking down I could see an environment similar to that which contained the horses, this one holding two men and a woman, all in early stages of change. Each sported the beginnings of curled horns atop their foreheads, sitting in between curly white fur. The female was on her side, playing with her moist sex, while the two males kissed and rubbed thick fingers through the curly white fur on their chests. They both sported massive inhuman erections, leaking from the stimulation.

"I've enjoyed watching the social dynamic of these three," the doctor began, narrating the scene. "You might expect the males to fight over the female, but in this case, the opposite is true! The two males take turns pleasing each other while the female pleasures herself to try and get their attention! I might have to introduce her to another female eventually!" he added with a bit of a laugh.

I found the situation puzzling. Both the bears, the horses, and the rams seemed to prefer the company of their own sex. "Is it common for your victims to choose the same sex? And are all of them so sexually active?" I asked, without thinking.

"Ah, the first of what I hope to be many intelligent observations during the tour! To answer the second question, the whole process is very stimulating. The sensations of changing sex organs, along with the freedom to explore animal instinct create a potent cocktail of lust that our subjects are eager to quell! The lust carries over into the fully changed forms as well, a sign that some human traits remain in the animal mind. A perfect combination, if I do say so myself! All drives to acquire, to compete, to dominate and by consequence destroy the planet all washed away in simple animal lust!"

"In answer to your first query, in my experience, the drive to mate goes beyond the mere need to reproduce. I prefer to introduce same-sex individuals, two at a time, to prove my hypothesis that formerly self-considered heterosexuals will prefer the company of a member of their own sex during and after the change. That, and I have no desire to encourage procreation in my subjects, not yet. The world is full enough as it is and there are plenty of humans to replenish animal numbers without the need for extensive breeding enterprises."

The implications of his words began sinking in. I'd never really been attracted to males, let alone been with one. What would it be like to experience that unknown and powerful attraction?

The doctor made no observation about my silence. Instead, he had his assistants wheel me along the walkway further down the corridor, evidently skipping some of the habitats.

"Not all of my subjects are suitable for demonstrating my progress. We keep a few fully transformed individuals with us at the center for extended experimentation purposes. Others are transferred to specialized sanctuaries of my choosing, most of which I have some affiliation with. These are places where their new forms will be well treated, and I keep careful tabs on them. Still, I do have a few more subjects to show you that are in the throes of change, ones that I think will allow you to appreciate the full spectrum of what we do here," he added as the smell of saltwater entered my nose.

I looked up, curious about the large tank that lined one end of the wide space of habitats. I couldn't quite see inside from here as the water was murky. But as we got closer I noticed a few shapes in the tank. I didn't want to look but curiosity got the better of me. The closer two individuals were clearly female. They were locked in a passionate embrace, lips touching as they groped each other's chests and breasts. Their hair was gone, and I could clearly see open flaps of skin on the sides of their necks, the beginnings of gills. Their elbows stuck out at odd angles as well, pointed and grayish through the murky water.

The males were a different story. Their changes were in a similar state, with no hair, gills, pointy elbows, and grayish skin. But instead of embracing, both men were holding onto the edges of their tank. Both sported massive erections. Though mostly human, they were beginning to split down the middle, forming what seemed like two separate cocks. Their faces appeared pained, as though in agony or lust.

"What are they becoming?" I asked, confused by the display.

"Sharks," the doctor replied without missing a beat. "You have to be careful with aquatic specimens. If you transfer them to their new habitats at the wrong time, you risk losing valuable assets."

"It's fascinating to see how groups of subjects will interact when placed in a habitat together. More often than not, as you have observed, is that same-sex couples are the norm. Equally fascinating is what parts of the change affect my subjects first. Sometimes the mind goes early, and the subject succumbs to instincts while their bodies are still mostly human. Others resist, shunning their animalistic characteristics. I believe it has a lot to do with personality. I wonder which you will prove to be, Gabriel?" he asked, studying me closely.

I stared at the former humans in the tanks with a mixture of fascination and disgust. I couldn't imagine existing in a watery environment, never to come on land again. Becoming a non-human animal was peculiar enough, but living in an entirely different biome was beyond my ability to fathom.

The doctor carried that same confident stride as he had me wheeled to the next enclosure. "Here's another pair I've enjoyed observing, especially from a behavioral standpoint. It's amusing to see how quickly humans can adapt to their new environments when necessary. These two have recently discovered the joys of ectothermy. It must be so relaxing, just to lay on a rock, soaking up the sun for energy next to your new mate."

My chair was pushed forward to view a habitat that was mostly trees with a large rock situated under a heat lamp. On top of the rock were two naked men, laying on their sides, bellies touching. They were both hairless with patches of skin peeled off in places to reveal shiny brown and black scales. Both had the beginnings of tails poking from their backsides, and their red penises leisurely stretched out, touching each other. The split shape was reminiscent of the sharks I'd just seen.

"These two have taken to cold-blooded life well. Ah, the sensations of soaking up the sun for energy, not having to work for it yourself must be marvelous!"

I found myself once again horrified at the scene. None of the animals in the habitats made me look particularly forward to my future. Especially the ones so far removed from humanity as these or the sharks. I didn't want to be an animal at all, especially a fish or a reptile. I trembled at the thought, swallowing nervously.

It was as though the doctor could read my mind. "If aquatic or reptilian life isn't to your fancy, then not to worry! I have you selected for a different experience, one much closer to the warm-blooded mammalian existence you've been so accustomed to! One more display, I think, and then you will be ready for your own habitat. Besides, I injected you some time ago, and you're bound to begin feeling the effects soon."

I shivered at his words, sweat running down my brow. I hadn't given much thought to my future, distracted by the fates of others. What animal was I to become? I was suddenly hyper-aware of my body, trying to feel any signs of change. Aside from the itching on my arm where the bandage was, I felt nothing out of the ordinary.

Once again the doctor seemed to read my emotions like a book. "It's understandable, my boy, that you'd feel afraid. Humans always fear change, what they do not understand. But not to worry! Once you're settled into your new habitat you'll know nothing but animalistic joy!"

He had his assistants wheel my chair forward again, this time skipping a few habitats before stopping at one where I could see an expanse of trees and rock formations. Looking down, I could see two men sitting on a rock in the center, much like the pythons from earlier. Both men were quite hairy, one with mostly blackish hair while the other's hair was more brown.

One was wagging his tail in impatience while the other seemed hunched over, clenching his backside as though in pain. I could see the beginnings of a tail on the brown-haired man, who was wincing as it extended from his spine. The black-haired man was behind him, rubbing his back and the area around his spine, as though trying to provide some comfort. I couldn't tell what animals they were turning into; their features were somewhat dark but mostly human from where I could see.

Just then, two shapes rose up from under the rock, likely having emerged from a cave below. They were gray and brown-furred and walked on all fours. Wolves. There were two fully feral wolves in the habitat.

At the sight of their fully canine counterparts, both changing men stood up, regarding their cage mates with eager expressions. It was then I could see the dangling pieces of canine meat that each furred man eagerly sported. The wolves seemed to notice them as they approached one of the two men and sniffed at the erect offering.

Both men grasped each other's hands, and they pulled each other in close for a tender kiss. Meanwhile, the feral wolves began to work their dexterous tongues over their erections. Both men moaned in each other's mouths. I could see how the sexual contact was making their faces protrude, their noses blacken and their fingernails lengthen. They seemed to be in absolute bliss as their fully wolven counterparts began to eagerly suck them off.

"Were they... a couple?" I asked the only explanation that came to mind from the display. The differences in their mannerisms were clear compared to the other inhabitants of this place.

"Very astute, Gabriel. This was an experiment of the willing. A gay couple looking for an escape from the constant judgment of their families, and who always had a fascination with wolves. Can you blame them? It was interesting to see how they'd react with my current subjects turned wolves. But quickly all four took to the additions and each other."

I watched in fascination as the feral wolves worked over the changing men's rods, careful to avoid hurting them with their sharp teeth. Their two changing cohorts patted their heads with one hand while holding each other in a loving embrace. I could see how their noses pointed and lengthened, how their fur grew a little thicker from the sexual contact. Both men raised their growing muzzles to the sky as they howled their release, shooting deep into their lupine lover's muzzles.

I found myself regarding the scene with a mix of fascination and desire. I couldn't look away. I hardly noticed the itching on my arm, the tingling from before seeming to intensify. Stranger still, I felt a similar tingling in my groin. I blushed from the realization; was this scene making me horny? An early sign of the changes to come within me?

"How does sexual activity affect the rate of change?" I asked, still unable to look away as the wolves slowly backed off. Cum leaked from their jaws as the two soon-to-be wolves kissed deeply. They were seemingly awash in pleasure from their latest changes and orgasmic release.

I realized that almost every copulating couple seemed to exhibit noticeable changes during their carnal acts. How long would a transformation last? Would it be hours? Days? Weeks? It couldn't be too soon. The doctor seemed to like giving tours and it would be impossible to do this many in one day if the subjects changed fully in mere hours. And noticing the sizable bulge in the doctor's pants, I could tell he quite enjoyed his subjects getting off. There was no one here to interrupt him, after all. Even his assistants would soon be fucking in cages, obviously just as aroused as he was.

"For someone not interested in my work here, you seem to ask a lot of questions," the doctor mused, interested in my inquisitiveness. I had a passing thought; the longer I kept him engaged with talking the greater my chances of eventual escape. He seemed to be full of himself and his work; it wouldn't be too difficult for me to distract his attention.

"In answer, yes, the rate of change varies within individuals but is generally increased by sexual activity. The more one changes, the more they crave sex and give into desires, and the more they change. And judging from the bulge in your pants, I'd say you're eager to experience it firsthand."

"How long do I have?" I asked, the nervousness in my voice genuine. I couldn't help but feel aroused, a clear result from the chemicals he had pumping through my body!

"Hmmm... generally about a week or so until the changes complete, but it won't matter to you once they've started. Once the animal's mind takes over, the body changes quickly to match the desires. You become hardly aware of the changes as you give in. It makes the transition to your new life better, from what I've observed."

"Now tell me, Gabriel, with all that you've witnessed, how do you feel? I merely ask you to compare your responses to your actions in the next few days. I do love seeing how different personality types influence rates of change and behaviors in the pen."

I stared into the crazed man's eyes, seeing only eagerness and excitement reflected there. I couldn't truly imagine it, existing as an animal. The experience of changing, of being sexually active with men. Fuck, it had been well over a year since I'd had sex! To have it every day... the thought made my cock stir. Would I have a mate waiting for me or would the doctor be bringing me one?

"No!" I yelled, breaking myself from my reverie. "I don't want this! I don't want to be a fucking animal! I had hopes, dreams, goals! I wanted to study medicine, lab work, to help PEOPLE. I don't know where my life was headed but I don't want THIS!"

It was true that I hadn't many close friends, that I'd been estranged from my family. I'd moved a few times, trying to put my past behind me each time. It was a bit too trying to start over, escape my depression and loneliness. To try to forge new relationships and friendships. But each time my past habits caught up to me and I never quite got to where I wanted, to where I could have gotten. It felt as though I always fell just a little short.

Maybe if I'd met the right person, maybe if I had the right help to improve my life I wouldn't be sitting in this fucking chair right now, itching as fucking fur grew on my arm. Then maybe the sight of two men getting sucked off by wolves while they transformed wouldn't be getting me rock fucking hard!

Tears were running down my face now. I couldn't help it. I was mourning all I'd lost, all I'd never have now. It felt like dying. The death of my life, my potential, my humanity. I had no idea what awaited me and the thought was truly terrifying. It was a primal fear, an old fear, a fear for my life. Even if the life I had wasn't what I wanted, it was mine, and I was desperate to defend it for as long as I could.

The doctor watched me crying and struggling in my chair for a few long minutes. When his assistants reached for the chair he simply motioned for them to move aside. He walked over to me, rubbing my cheek gently as he brushed away the tears. "There, there Gabriel. It's alright. Your feelings are valid, normal for the type of situation you've found yourself in. I understand your fear, your confusion, the inner battle you must be facing right now. Allow me to put things in perspective for you in your last few moments before I introduce you to your new home."

With that, he motioned the assistants to move in once again, and they began slowly, painfully wheeling me down the metal walkway. I could hear every click, every thump as the wheels caught in the ruts of the walkway. I heard growls, whinnies, snorts, and an assortment of other animal noises. I was hyper-aware of the sunlight streaming in from outside, the smells and scents of nature. In some ways, this was my walk down the green mile.

"I don't know you personally, Gabriel, but the profile you wrote for me told me all I needed to know. You've worked so hard all your life to be something for the sake of someone else. You've deluded yourself into thinking it was for you, but deep down you only sought to please. And your fight against my procedure is reflective of that, isn't it? You've let down those you sought to prove yourself to. How painful that must feel!"

"But I see things differently. You haven't failed anyone by being here. You've succeeded in a way that you could have never imagined. The research I gather from observing you will benefit not only the human race but the entire planet! And there's an added bonus for you as well. You finally get to rest! To relax from all your hard work, come home, have a loving mate, a suitable habitat, be well fed and cared for. I'd call that a success my boy!"

"What am I becoming?" I whispered through the tears and sniffles. I had to know so that I could brace myself for the future.

"It's time you found out. You are finally here at your new home," the doctor said as my chair stopped overlooking a grassy habitat with an odd rock formation in the center. "As I told you, Gabriel, I think you'll rather like it. We've lacked a proper pair of beastly kings here for a while, and you and your soon-to-be mate will make excellent rulers."

"A lion..." I said aloud, the only possibility that came to my mind. I felt the word hanging in the air as I pondered all it would mean. A lion, a massive cat, lying around all day, eating raw flesh and fucking. Paws for hands, a long thick mane, a flicking tail. What would it be like? I had to admit, I wasn't disappointed, not exactly. I didn't want to be a fucking lion but... of all the animals he could be turning me into, a lion wasn't so bad, right?

In my stupor, I momentarily missed the other implication of the crazed man's words. He kept referring to a soon-be-mate. Did he have someone else in here as well already?

The doctor once more saw the light bulb going off in my head. "I started him this morning, just finishing his tour before you arrived. He isn't much further along than you, so you two can change together, as I prefer it. Come, say hello to Alister," he said before having my chair wheeled closer so I could see inside.

Down below there was a man, naked, well-built and mostly human from what I could tell. His hand had been playing over his cock, but when he heard the doctor's words, he put his hand over his member in shame. I didn't get a good look, but it didn't appear human from the brief glimpse I got. Instead, the man sported something reddish and pointed. The hair on his head was a bit long and shaggy, though I couldn't tell if that was his normal state of being.

He glared up at us, an angry scowl on his face. "Get him the fuck out of here! I'm not gonna fuck him for you! I'm not gonna be a fucking lion!"

I felt myself turn red from shame. I didn't wanna fuck him either. It was a fate being forced on us both. I no more wanted to force his changes along than I wanted to change myself!

The doctor seemed to notice but mistook my expression for disappointment. "Not to worry Gabriel! Once he gets a whiff of your changing pheromones he will be hard-pressed to resist! He's already so horny. And you are too. I bet that lovely cock of yours is changing even as we speak. Isn't it time you got to meet him, to experience the true bliss of transformation?"

He walked over to me, removing the bandage that had covered my right arm. I stared in horror, knowing it was there this whole time but afraid all the same. Under the reddening skin was a thick patch of tawny hair. Hair like a lion's. Hair that would soon envelop my entire body.

I was so enamored by the sight I hardly felt the prick of the needle going into my neck. I suddenly felt rather dizzy, my vision fading. I could scarcely make out the doctor's last words to me before I blacked out.

"Rest now Gabriel. Get a few moment's rest while we get you ready for your new home. When you wake up, Alister will be all yours, to have and breed with as you both please..."