Adverse Reaction
Another story starring a werewolf in a transformation misadventure! Seda's back at work in his private laboratory complex, but a radical new "quality assurance" idea may have some unforeseen consequences. Character belongs to my friend and TF muse, Seda.
Adverse Reaction
"Boss, explain again why a genetic modification company has a time-travel division?" Seda's latest intern gave him a confused look.
"It's simple, really. With this device, I can fling myself into the future, take notes on how our effort to turn the entire world into shapechangers is progressing, and then pop back to where I left from. It's the ultimate quality assurance test!"
"If you say so, Boss," the intern shook their head doubtfully. "All ready to go?"
"Let's do this!" Seda strapped himself into the chair at the center of the device, various gears whirring and lights flashing around him as the intern prepared to pull a comically large switch. "Remember, bring me back after four hours!"
The intern threw the switch.
Seda found himself hovering in midair, still in a seated position, about a meter above the floor for a moment, then he fully materialized and gravity took over.
"Son of a...gotta check those calibrations next time!" He looked around, then did a double take; the room was the same, except all the equipment was dusty, rusty, or decayed. "How far forward did I get sent?" He wondered aloud, before a rattling sound drew his attention. He saw a figure shuffling through the shadows at the edges of the lab. "Hello?"
He received no response. Then, there was a flash of movement in his peripheral vision, and everything went black.
Seda groaned as his eyes opened, his ears making out a low murmur of words, "interloper" and "sacrifice" prominent among them.
"Enough!" a voice rang out loudly. "Pull him upright!"
Seda was hauled to his feet by a pair of snarling wolf-men, their fangs crueler and longer than he would have expected. Glancing around, he saw various other forms: equids, shark people, even a rattlesnake with arms. A large warrior with feline features reclined on a dais before him, gesturing to the crowd. "Subjects! This interloper appearing in our midst can only be a miracle of the Holy Re-Ak Tor! We shall submit this pitiful creature to Its righteous judgment, and see if he is fit to receive our blessings!
There was much murmuring and arguing, but gradually the crowd took up a chant: "Re-Ak Tor! Re-Ak Tor! Re-Ak Tor!" A number of heavy lead screens were slowly dragged into place. Gradually it dawned on Seda that he'd been brought to the power complex at the heart of his facility. He tried to turn and run, but two lead-armored minotaur guards caught him and threw him to the floor in front of a large box, also made of lead. It seemed these people had extracted the nuclear material from the reactor core for use in some kind of sacrament. How long was I out for? Surely I'll get pulled back any minute now...
But "any minute now" was not soon enough! The door opened, and a blue glow emanated from within. Within minutes, Seda began feeling nauseated. They're just going to let me die of radiation poisoning?
He kept hoping he'd be pulled back at any moment, but instead, the head warrior (or perhaps high priest) screamed "Enough!" and the door slammed shut. Seda's stomach heaved and he wretched miserably, but nothing came up. Instead, he felt his muscles ripple weirdly, his skin seeming to lag behind the movements as though he were coming apart from the inside. He had a terrible pain in his feet. A blinding headache near both ears. His thighs seemed to be...growing?
Wait a minute, I'm not dying--I'm changing! His feet elongated and widened into massive flat paws, his nose grew into the top half a muzzle; as his clothing ripped and shredded away from his lower half, his spine now continued into a long, muscular, grey-furred tail. At the same time, the loss of his clothes made it apparent other, rather exotic changes were happening as well: his balls had somehow shifted around to hang above the new sheath for his penis, which was now rather more prehensile and tapered than typical for either his human or wolf form. It made this clear by growing harder as he watched, abashed, before the growing weight of his tail pulled him off balance, and he stumbled over backward. The sudden sensations along the newly-grown and sensitive limb caused him to gasp in shock, as his newly-repositioned balls tightened, his cock throbbed, and his load spilled over the concrete floor.
Some time later, an exhausted, naked, thoroughly roo-ified Seda collapsed onto the floor in front of the time-travel chair. The intern eyed him cautiously. "So Boss, did that qualify as a success, or..." the question trailed off as Seda slowly held up a paw, then got to his feet.
"I think," Seda took a deep breath before continuing, "we're going to need to make some revisions to our time travel safety protocols."