FSE

Furry search engine

formerly SoFurry search engine

DISCLAIMER: This story is loosely based off the SAW film series, all likenesses and copyrighted material belong to the respected owners (including the main character who belongs to canine80 (Xaie)). The completed story contains forced, feral animal transformation, Male Nudity, M/M sex, minor violence and kidnap, if these are not your tastes please close this file else sit back and enjoy!!!

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Clop...clop

"..........zzzzzz.......Two down.....zzzzzzzzzz....."

Clop....clop

"......zzzzzz.....Two to go....zzzzzzzzz......Maybe even three....zzzzzzzz....."

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Xaie paid no attention, his hooves echoed on the cold stone floor with each harrowing step he took down the dark corridor, each click sounding like the ticking of the clock that was still running down.

He knew that time was running out and with each passing second, he lost a little more of himself to the donkey that was consuming his body, providing apparent entertainment to his captor who continued to mock him.

He shifted steadily from hoof to hoof, his three fingered hand tracing along the wall to keep him steady.

"He won't win!" he thought savagely, "I won't let him!"

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The lights flickered as he turned another corner, seeing another door at the end of a shadowy corridor.

His timer blazed above door, twenty five minutes remaining.

Without a word, he increased his speed, stumbling slightly as he tried to move swiftly on his hooves.

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".....zzzzzzzz....So little time jackass...zzzz...surely you need something to calm the nerves....zzzzz.......you'll enjoy this next judgement....zzzzzzzz......."

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Xaie slammed into the door as he almost fell.

"FAAAAAAWWWWK" he cursed, the bray evident in his voice now as he grasped the handle, "Yaaaaawwlll naaaaawwwt win...AAAAAAWWWW SWEAR IT!"

The voice cackled maniacally over the crackling speaker, spurring on his rage.

With a clattering on the stone floor, he managed to steady himself and gripped the door handle, noticing as he did, a thin glowing strip of light coming from the room beyond.

He gulped.

"What the hell is next" he thought grimly before turning the handle and pushing the door open.

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Xaie gasped and winced, raising his three fingered hand to shield his eyes from the bright warm lights that illuminated the room.

Blinking madly, his eyes took in the strange appearance of the chamber.

The room was carpeted, Xaie stumbled as his hooves thudded softly into the fabric.

The walls were still a dull concrete but were lined with large cabinets filled with a large amount of strange plants and a selection of ornate smoking pipes, the silver rims glistening in the flickering light.

He looked down at the pipes, noticing as he did the rich smell of tobacco and a strange smoky haze in the air.

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"Oi Donkey Dude!"

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Xaie whipped around.

In the centre of the room stood a pair of thick leather armchairs facing the other side of the room where a dark television hung on the wall.

Small wisps of smoke were curling up over the chairs rim and he heard a shuffling as an arm was raised up holding a smouldering stub.

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"Got another one handy?"

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There was a clunking noise as a hatch opened in the ceiling above the chair, depositing something small and brown into a large dish set between the chairs.

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"Thanks dude, yaaawww the best"

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Xaie saw a hand reach out and pick the cigar up followed by a loud clicking of a lighter.

Hurrying across the room, weaving slightly as his hooves slipped on the carpet, he circled around the chairs and his mouth fell open in horror.

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Lounging in one of the chairs, his shirt causally unbuttoned and staring up at ceiling with a large smouldering cigar between his lips, was Bill.

"BILL WHAAAAAAWWWT!"

Xaie brayed out as he looked his friend over.

Bills exposed chest was coated in patches of light grey fur, his ears were elongated and his nose had flattened and darkened.

Looking down, he also saw a large throbbing bulge in his jeans that he was idly groping; Xaie noticed that his fingernails had blackened.

Bills eyes fell to look at Xaie and they widened taking in Xaie's altered appearance, his long donkey ears, tail, hooves, fingers and cock.

"Woaaahh Xaie is that you?" he rumbled in his deep voice, the cigar waving between his teeth.

Reaching up he fondled Xaie's dark sheath.

"Fuuuuck man when did you get a daaaaaaaaaawnkey cock".

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"HAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW!"

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Xaie let out a long pleasured bray before stumbling backwards away from his friend who merely gazed at him drunkenly, a far off expression falling over his face as he slumped back into the armchair.

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"........zzzzzzz......."

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Xaie wheeled around and looked up as the dark television buzzed into life.

The red eyes of their captor blazing in the mask.

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"....zzzz....You were taking too long...jackass..... so I moved things along....seems like he didn't mind....."

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Xaie's heart clenched

He'd lost Charles and Adam and now he had less than half an hour to save Bill and Drake from suffering the same fate. What twisted challenge did this room hold and would he even make it to try and save Drake before he was braying down on all fours like his friends.

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His eyes fell on Bill who was still lounging back, now blowing strong puffs of acrid smoke from the large cigar between his now blockish teeth.

"Hey dude" Bill said drunkenly, "You looked stressed, c'mon join me in a smoke"

He raised his hands and clapped loudly.

"YO DONKEY DUDE! CAN I GET A LARGE ONE FOR MY MATE HERE!"

Xaie's ears folded back from the loud calls but his eyes widened as the hatch in the ceiling opened again and a cigar fell out into the large silver dish next to Bill's chair.

"Awesome Donkey Dude" Bill cheered, picking up the cigar and proffering it to Xaie.

"C'mon Xaie, it's the best shit I've ever puffed, watch"

The cigar tip burned a deep fiery glow as Bill took a long, slow drag on the cigar, his eyes fluttered from the obvious rush he was receiving while Xaie's eyes widened with sudden horror.

As he drew, Xaie watched as Bill's nose and mouth pushed forwards slightly into a proto muzzle.

"FAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWK"

Bill brayed happily as he exhaled, spewing a wall of the same musky smoke into Xaie's face who frantically waved his arms and coughed, trying to clear the air.

"That's good stuff" Bill finished, stretching his legs and kicking off his shoes to flex his bare feet, taking more deep breaths as he fell into a true relaxed state, the cigar flaring with each draw.

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Xaie had just opened his mouth to protest when the screen buzzed again.

Their captor was back again, those cold red eyes flickering menacingly.

".....zzzzzz....What a shame.....I was thinking of another first to finish...zzzzz....but time is on the line....so I'll let you have this one....zzzzz....jackass.....zzzz...if you can resist the pull......"

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There was a familiar slamming noise and the door onwards flew open revealing yet another dark corridor.

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"....zzzzz....tick.....tock.....zzzzz....."

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Xaie felt something that he had not that whole evening, a sense of hope and relief.

"Caaaawwwm on Bill" he said, moving forwards to put his mutated hands under Bill's arms, "weeeeee gaawwwwwtta go"

Bill allowed himself to be lifted unsteadily to his feet, his friends grip forcing his open shirt to fall away leaving him bare chested, grinning and puffing.

"You sound funny Xaie" Bill chuckled, "You sound like a daaaaaawwnkeeehawwwww"

He brayed out another wave of smoke, causing Xaie's ears to flap as he shook his head.

"Haaaaaaaaaww woah"

Bill's face split into a wide grin.

"So do I dude"

Xaie looked worriedly at Bill, this was not like the suave, cool, intimidating man that had stared down those nerds earlier.

"Come aaawwwwn Bill" Xaie moaned, trying to pull his clueless friend towards the door, "Befaaawwww you turn more."

Bill merely swayed in arms, his bare chest was now completely covered in grey fur and it was rapidly moving up his neck the more Xaie watched, his curly red hair falling out as it thinned into a mohawk.

"Haaaaaaw man you need to loosen up Xaie" Bill grinned, swaying and wrapping a furry arm over Xaie's shoulder.

"Bill PLEEEEEHAAWWWSE" Xaie begged, "We need to GAH!"

"HEEEEEHAAAAAAAWWWW"

Braying a large quantity of smoke into Xaie's face, Bill removed the cigar from his black lips and forced it into Xaie's open mouth.

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Xaie's eyes widened in shock as he choked on the thick stogie, thick dark clouds of smoke erupting from his mouth between partial brays.

"Nghhawww HEEEEHAAAAAAAAAWWW"

Trying to shake the smoke away, he inadvertently took a long deep breath, realising his mistake as a sudden rush flooded body.

He swayed, the rush throwing him off balance on his hooves as a smoky haze filled his mind as well as his lungs, his head swimming in a seemingly endless bliss that only grew with each draw on the fat stogie between his lips.

"Seeeehaaaaaaaaww" Bill grinned, his teeth now large and blockish, "feels so gaaaawd to have a laaawng puff".

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Xaie was too enraptured in the hypnotic bliss of the cigar to notice Bill raising the unlit cigar to his lips and clicking the lighter, the flame adding another surge of smoke to the hazy room.

Taking another long draw he felt a tug in his jaw and he smiled as though in response to the feeling.

"Heeehaaawwww"

Smoke poured from his black lips as he brayed, the feeling was so invigorating and elating that he almost fell back into the armchairs.

His grip on Bills arms faded as he continued to puff the half finished stogie, letting his friend fall back into the chair as he took the first long puffs on the fresh cigar.

"Saawww.....sawwww good" he brayed, rolling the smouldering wrap between his swelling teeth.

The pressure in his mouth was getting stronger, the smoke adding to the sensation as Xaie felt the urge to bend over, his tail wagging over his bare ass.

Placing his altered hands on his knees he arched his back, taking in a long draw of the cigar, seeing it fizzle down before his eyes.

His lungs filled with the corruptive smoke and he held it there, that feeling of ultimate bliss that the cigar provided kept him in a state of divine pleasure, much as he knew Bill must be, this was beyond any pleasure he had felt.

A new desire filled his mind, to light up, to puff, to keep filling his lungs with this incredible smoky bliss for as long as he lived.

Hazily, he shifted his gaze and could see his friend slouched in the arm chair, leaning back as his muzzle pushed outwards with each long stream of smoke he exhaled from his large, dark, flaring nostrils.

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The sudden urge to expel the smoke filled Xaie, an urge deep within his chest rising with the heat of the smoke.

The smouldering stub of the cigar fell from his black lips as they grew rubbery and peeled back, showing his new large teeth as he opened his mouth.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWWW!"

The bray was the loudest and most realistic he had ever produced as an immense wave of musky smoke flew from his mouth and nose, the sensation giving him a burning feeling in his nostrils as they suddenly flared.

"HEEEEHAAWWWW HEEEEE HAAAWWWW!"

He continued to bray, the sound deepening as the exhaling smoke scorched his vocal chords.

The pressure grew to a fever pitch and finally his face suddenly cracked forwards, his nose darkening and flattening as the remnants of smoke few from his widening nostrils.

He grunted, his face swelling rapidly from the expansion of his muzzle before he slumped over, breathing and coughing from the intense feeling of the bray.

His vision was blurry, a strange shape seemed to be clogging his vision as he tried to pull himself together.

"Wha...wahaaaawt haawwwpened" he groaned, his voice now an octave deeper than it had been a minute earlier.

"I...was getting us out" he though slowly, his mind slowly regaining clarity, "...then Bill....BILL!"

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His eyes snapped into full focus and he raised his head.

"BILL!" He yelled out, "WHAT DID YOU...wo...Whoa!"

A sudden unknown heaviness made his senses swim, he shook his head but that only made the feeling worse, his movements felt sluggish and his neck seemed to feel stiffer.

"Whaaawt...what the hell" he groaned and raised his hand to his forehead only to feel it catch on something, something he could feel.

He felt his body freeze.

His three fingered hand tracing what he had struck, feeling the sensation on his cheek, a good several inches away from where he would normally feel it.

"N...No" he whimpered, crossing his eyes and suddenly realising the blockage in his vision as he saw something pressing out that had not been there a moment ago.

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Turning slowly, Xaie looked at one of the cabinets through the haze of smoke in the room.

In the glass he could see clearly what he had been dreading.

A long hairless muzzle now stood out from his face, his nose and upper lip having fused into a donkey's snout and his jaw swollen to the point that he could no longer recognise the man he had once been.

"NAAAAAAAAAAAWWWWHEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAWW!"

Xaie let out a long deep bray and feel to his knees, is hands clutching his muzzle as though trying to push it back to give him his old face, his human face.

Tears streamed down his new visage and dripped to the carpet in his despair.

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"....zzzzzz.....ohh you poor little.....zzzzzz....jackasss....zzzzzzz....."

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The mocking glee in the voice caused Xaie to grit his new thick teeth, his ears pulling back and his rubbery lips peeling back to show his frustration as he swung his head to face the monitor.

The glowing red eyes of their captor glared maliciously back.

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"...zzzzzz...I'd say it suits you jackass.....zzzzz.....you're really looking....zzzzz.....the part.....zzzzzz...."

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"SHAAAWWWT AAWWWWWP HEEE HAAAWWWWW!" Xaie brayed back, a slight bestial screech easing in to his deeper voice.

The image seemed to revel in his despair.

"...zzzz....good let all those brays out.....zzzzz....its all you'll be doing soon....zzzz.....besides you only had half of the cigar.....zzzzz...him though...zzzzz...."

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The television went dark with a cackling buzz.

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The words of his captor suddenly hit home and Xaie spun around to look at the armchair where Bill was still slumped with an expression of complete bliss on his now fully donkified muzzle, the smouldering half-smoked cigar rolling along his black lips.

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"BILL!" Xaie cried, getting back to his hooves and stumbling towards the armchair, "SPIT IT AAAWWWWT NAAAWWW"

Bill seemed not to hear him, taking another long draw on the smouldering stogie and remaining lost in the hypnotic bliss, not caring that with each puff his humanity was fading away like the smoke in the air.

Xaie could see his changes had progressed past the completion of his muzzle, his friends jeans had split open to reveal thick furry thighs and a large dark sheath, the flattened head of a donkey cock was slowly throbbing and swelling as his friend puffed.

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Bill shifted, his thickening ass growing too large for the armchairs confines, he tried to grip the arms of the chair however his blackened fingers had balled into fists and even as Xaie watched he saw the skin begin to fuse and gloss over as they became hardened hooves.

Xaie couldn't watch this anymore and suddenly reached up and pulled the cigar from his donkified friends lips.

"WHAAAWWWWT!"

The sudden loss of his blissful stimulus seemed to yank Bill back to some semblance of consciousness.

Bills eyes widened as smoke poured from his mouth and nose, shifting in the seat so his large dark eyes could stare up at Xaie.

"XAIEEEEHAAWWWW WHAAAWWWT WAS THAT FAAAWWWW" he brayed out, his gaze falling to the cigar in Xaie's hand.

"GIVE IT BAAAAWWWWK RIGHT NAAWWWW!"

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Bill lunged for the cigar but stumbled as his widening hips caught on the arm chair and he stumbled, bringing his hooves to catch his fall.

Taking advantage of his friends momentary lack of movement, Xaie raised the cigar to throw it into the large bowl between the chairs when the scent of the smoke suddenly filled his flared nostrils and a gentle happiness filled his mind, the memory of what one small puff could bring.

"No...I mustn't" he thought, "I gotta get us...gotta get...gotta...puff"

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His hand began to move of its own volition as his will began to fail, bringing the cigar closer to his thick black lips, he felt them part, ready to accept the sinful bliss.

"NAAAAAAAAAAWWW!"

Xaie let out a sudden gasp as Bill charged and tackled him around the waist, the sudden shock causing Xaie to lose his balance and he tumbled backwards.

_The two donkified men fell in a heap on the ground, the cigar flying from Xaie's hand in wide arc, both of their eyes following its progress until it landed, with a gentle thump, into the large bowl. _

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The powerful tackle had suddenly jolted Xaie back to his senses and he shook his large head once before letting out a yell as Bill suddenly pushed off him, scrambling around to try and get to the bowl but he was hindered by his hooves that caught on the carpet.

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Xaie rolled over and got to his knees, knowing that he would never beat Bill to the cigar his eyes fell on his friends large ass and the long tasselled tail that hung out the back of his shredded jeans.

Seizing the only possible option he could think of, he lunged forwards and grabbed hold of his friends tail with both hands and pulled with all his might.

"HEEEEEEEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAWWW!"

Bill let out a long strangled bray and fell as if yanked by a leash.

He looked back, his large eyes watering with pain and anger as he saw Xaie hurriedly get back to his hooves, his tail still firmly grasped in his mutated hands.

"LET GAAWWW OF MEEEEHAAWWWW" Bill brayed loudly, writhing and pulling with all his might to reach the cigar.

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He dug his still human feet into the carpet trying to grip with his toes but Xaie persevered, he pulled his struggling friend back and was able to secure his hooves on the metal door frame.

"NAAWWWW BILL!" he yelled, gaining leverage as he pulled his friend closer to the door, "LETS GAAAWWW."

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Bill was thrashing about, desperate to free himself from Xaie's grip and becoming more frantic as he got further away from his precious desire.

Xaie's muzzle spit into a hopeful grin as he managed to pull Bill's feet over the threshold and into the corridor

He was going to make it.

He was going to save Bill.

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"IT'S MAWWWWWNE" Bill brayed, "IT'S AWWWWLL MAAWWWNE, LET GAAAWWW OF MEEEEHAWWWW HEEEEEHAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAWW"

With a loud realistic bray, Xaie was thrown of balance as Bill suddenly raised both knees to his chest.

Realising what Bill was about to, Xaie tried to dodge but he was too slow.

Bills bucked his legs back and his feet caught Xaie square in the stomach.

Xaie let out a gasp, the donkey kick knocking all of the wind from his lungs and sending him flying across the corridor and causing the tail to slip from his grasp.

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With a crash, Xaie hit the corridor floor, gasping and spluttering from the shock of the kick and the impact.

His chest felt like fire as he struggled to breathe, letting out a stream of coughs and garbled brays.

"That bastard" he thought angrily, struggling to get back to his hooves. "How could he fucking..."

His thoughts suddenly vanished as he regained his senses enough to see Bill hurriedly trying to wrap his forearms around the door handle to the room, his hoofed hands useless.

"BILL NAAWWW!" Xaie cried in horror trying to run back towards the room, his hooves clattering on the concrete floor.

His friend appeared not to hear him as he finally secured a grip on the door handle and with a tremendous grunt and wrenching of metal, the door slammed closed following by the grating sound of a lock falling into place.

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Xaie bared down to the door and saw to his horror that there was no handle on this side.

"No...NO!" he thought wildly, tracing his hands over the door, searching desperately for a release or something to open the door so he could save his friend.

"FAAWWWWNALLY" came a satisfied voice from beyond the door.

Xaie attempted to manoeuvre his muzzle to gaze through the doors window.

Through the glass he saw Bill on all fours his shoulders hunching and is back swelling as he crawled cross the room towards the bowl, Xaie could see his feet stretching, his toes becoming hooves as his legs set into a proper quadrupedal stance.

"BILL AWWWWPEN THE DAWWWW" Xaie begged, the tears falling fresh as he pounded door as he had for Charles.

His pleas went unheard again however as Bill cranes his lengthening neck into the silver bowl and as he turned, Xaie saw the smouldering cigar once again between his dark lips.

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There was a couple of puffs of smoke as Bill took long, deep draws causing the remainder of the cigar to deteriorate rapidly until a shudder suddenly ran through his friends frame as the cigar smouldered to a stub.

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Xaie knew then that there was no hope as the transforming donkey on the other side of the door suddenly began braying uncontrollably, the smouldering stub falling to the floor only to be snubbed by a stomping hoof.

Bill's body began to swell rapidly, his back cracking as the smoke in his lungs causing them to expand and forcing the last remaining tatters of his friend clothing to fall away from his growing frame, leaving nothing but a large grey donkey with a thick auburn mane.

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The donkey let out one last loud bray before lowing is head, sniffing at the ground, searching for food.

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Bill was gone.

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Xaie slumped against the door, falling slowly to his knees and sobbing.

He'd failed yet again to save another friend, and now he too was more jackass than human.

A beeping caused his ears to swivel and he looked around to a monitor.

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15 minutes remaining.

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The image suddenly turned to that of his white masked captor but Xaie paid it no mind now.

There was only one chance left.

One last chance to save a friend.

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"...zzzz....its not nice to ignore people.....zzzzz...jackass...zzzz....."

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Xaie didn't even bother looking at the screen as he pulled himself up grimacing as he felt a stiffness in his hands.

Looking past his muzzle he saw that the three fingers on each hand were beginning to pull together, just like Bill's had when they had become hard, numb hooves.

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He didn't even fight it anymore but instead watched coldly as his fingers melded into one, the dark nails blending together until he had a thick dark hoof on the end of each of his arms, the arms of a jackass.

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"....zzzzzz......Nice hooves jackass.....zzzzzz.....better hurray though....zzzzz....dont want to keep your last friend.....zzzz....waiting...zzzzzz.....I'll get the door for you.....tick......tock.......zzzzz"

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The image flickered back to the timer

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12 minutes remaining

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Xaie then saw a light flicker on at the end of the passage and heard the cold creak of metal as a door swung open into blackness.

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The last door

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The last chance

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Xaie began to move robotically down the corridor, his hooves echoing on the cold concrete, one forehoof giving of a dull scratching noise as he used it to steady himself as he walked.

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His eyes were fixed ahead on the room beyond.

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"This time" he thought with intense resolve "I will win, hold on Drake....I'm coming"