Fox Force
This was going to be an ongoing story about two gay, super-buff fox superheroes. Pretty silly, but I could never get the tone right - I wanted it to be cheesy, like those old '70s superhero TV shows. Really campy. Ah well...
Chapter 1
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"Name?"
The receptionist's clinical and sterile voice echoed in the empty, white-walled, and equally sterile waiting room.
"Michael Blackfox."
"Age?"
"Twenty-two."
"Please fill out this form and return it to me when you are finished."
The tall, red fox took the proffered form and a pen, then sat down on a low chair at an equally low table. He pushed some of the six-month-old magazines that littered the table out of the way and started to fill in the paper. Handsome, big, and muscled, the fox obviously spent serious time at the gym. Though not possessing a bodybuilder's body, he had definite muscle structure, accentuated by his tight tank top and equally tight blue jeans.
"Name?"
The next person in line, another fox, stepped up. He was shorter than the other fox by far, and thinner as well, though definitely well built. He looked younger than he actually was, a very boyish look that didn't reveal the fox's maturity or deep personality. He wore more sedate clothing, a baggy green t-shirt and khakis.
"Lou Salis."
"Age?"
"Twenty-two."
"Please fill out this form and return it to me when you are finished."
Repeating Michael's actions, Lou quickly took a pen and the paper, then sat down and filled out the form. Michael was nearly done with the two pages full of print and boxes. A few minutes later, both foxes nodded at each other and stood up, then gave their forms to the receptionist. She started typing in their information as she said, "Please take a seat. The doctors will be with you shortly."
After about fifteen minutes and several back issues of old "Male Health" and "Furs" magazines, a young female wolf entered and motioned for the two to follow her. Setting down their magazines, Lou and Michael looked at each other, then stood up and walked through the door into the main part of the lab.
Passing several thick, locked doors, the orderly opened one and motioned them in.
"The doctors will be here in just a minute. They're running late today. Apparently, a prescription was screwed up and they've been dealing with that for bit. Computer bug ate some of the letters and she got the wrong medicine..." She giggled a little. "Instead of getting the antibiotics she needed for a minor infection in her leg, she got male testosterone treatments... you can imagine what her husband was thinking when she got in bed with him." The wolf cracked a grin and laughed along with the two foxes, whom were both smiling hugely.
"Ms. Dern, do you always reveal private information like that?"
The wolf froze as the commanding voice rang through the room.
"No, no doctor... I was just, uh..."
"Excuse us, Ms. Dern, we have work to do."
As the three doctors entered, the orderly flashed another quick grin at the two, then, acting very meek and humble, she quickly left the room. Michael nudged Lou and grinned.
"Michael and Lou, correct? I'm Dr. Uben. This is Dr. Handro and Dr. Lightwolf." He motioned to his two associates, who both smiled and nodded at the foxes. "It seems that you two are in here for a test... let's see... ah, yes, you two are going to be receiving a small dosage of a medicine designed to increase the efficiency of your liver. Basically, the drug is supposed to enhance the liver, nothing more. You won't be able to tell anything is different, really, not with the small dose we're giving you, but we'll monitor your enzyme count and a few other things like that. It's actually a rather boring test.
"Now, one of you will actually be getting the drug, and the other will be receiving a saline solution. Salt water. So, one of you is the control and the other is the actual subject. We're not going to be telling you which is which, though, until after the experiment is over.
"Now, if you'll both sit down on these two tables, we can begin. The procedure is exceedingly simple. A shot, hold you for observation for two hours, and then you're free to go. Just make sure you come back in three days for the check up, and then you're done. You'll be paid for your time then."
Michael and Lou nodded. This seemed lucrative... five hundred dollars a piece to take a harmless drug and three hours of their time. The article in the paper was as good as its word. Both had decent jobs, but in order to finance a few of the finer things in life they needed a quick way to make some money. The testing center was a good source of that extra revenue.
A few more formalities, some preparations, and two pinpricks later, it was all done and the two sat in comfortable chairs in the observation room, watching a movie. After two hours, they both felt fine, and once their blood pressures were checked and blood samples taken from both, they left the hospital and returned home.
Their apartment complex was rather large. As they walked from the car to their room on the fourth floor, a funny expression came over Michael's face. Lou didn't notice, and the strange feeling Michael felt soon passed. Soon they were inside the apartment. Michael was in the living room reading a book and Lou was in the kitchen preparing dinner. The two traded jobs, one doing dishes and the other cooking. It was Lou's turn to cook tonight.
They idly chatted back and forth and had a leisurely meal. Afterwards, Lou took a shower and prepared to go to bed. His job required him to be up early sometimes, and tomorrow he needed to be there extra early. Michael was cleaning up in the kitchen when several loud crashes echoed through the still apartment.
Lou ran into the kitchen right away, concern showing on his face, water dripping off of his fur, having ran straight from the shower and wearing only a towel. The first thing he saw when he entered the room was Michael, lying on the floor and spasming, his whole body contorting and twisting. Several plates lay broken in two nearby, accounting for the crash. Acting quickly, the sensible fox grabbed a wooden cooking spoon from the shelf and placed it between Lou's teeth to prevent him from biting his own tongue off, then held Michael's head between his paws, trying to control some of the flailing.
"Michael! Michael!"
Lou spoke Michael's name sobbingly, in terror of what was happening. Could Michael be epileptic? Or was it the drug from the clinic? What was happening?
Then, as suddenly as it started, Michael stopped spasming. He lay still, his breathing fast and shallow. Lou continued to speak Michael's name, gently rubbing his lover's ears.
Michael's eyes snapped open.
"Michael?"
"Oh shit... I feel bruised all over..."
Lou grinned with relief, tears still in his eyes. "Michael, are you ok?"
"Yeah, I'm just..."
Michael stopped talking.
"Michael?"
Michael screamed suddenly, a loud, thunderous scream. It echoed through the apartment, and before it died away, Michael's whole body seemed to explode. His chest and arms rippled, his legs kicked in the air. His eyes rolled in his head and he lost unconsciousness again.
As Lou watched, terrified, Michael began to grow. He could feel his mate's skull cracking and reforming, growing huge in his paws. His chest jumped to twice its normal size, and his clothes all ripped at the seams. Lou barely had time to undo Michael's belt before his jeans ripped straight down the center. The belt already left a deep mark visible through Michael's fur. Seconds later and it would have started to cut into the skin.
Lou could only watch, helpless, as Michael transformed further. His fur grew longer and thicker, his hide toughened, and his muscles began to bulge. The naked fox kept getting bigger and bigger, his white colored paws and feet growing massively huge. His tail grew twice as long as normal, the entire thing growing thicker at the same time. Michael's abs flattened and tightened, hardened and more powerful than anything Lou ever saw.
As the changes slowed, the last thing to transform was Michael's penis. It grew huge and heavy, easily quadrupling in size, and perhaps more. His sac grew similarly, huge orbs lying on top of the thick, straining thighs.
"Michael! Michael! Wake up! Oh shit, Michael!"
As Michael's eyes flickered open, he could hear his mate's desperate calls. He tried to speak, but all that came out was a low, strangled moan.
"Michael!"
"I... I'm ok..."
The now Herculean fox panted and heaved, catching his breath. Recovering quickly, he sat up and began to examine his new body.
"Lou... what's going on?"
"The drugs they gave us at the clinic! It did something to you!"
"No kidding..."
"Michael, we have to get you to that clinic!"
But Michael wasn't listening. Running his paws over his frame, the fox stood up. He towered over his mate's small frame now. Nearly ten feet tall, the fox was more heavily muscled and toned than any bodybuilder on TV. His pecs were huge and defined, taut with muscle. His arms and legs looked ready to burst. His buttocks were hard and full. His paws were non-proportional to his body. They looked too big for him, almost giving him a slightly puppy-ish appearance, if it weren't for the huge cords of muscle coursing through him and his huge, soft sheath, over a foot long. It strained full of his cock, barely able to hold all of the cock inside of itself. His neck was thicker and his voice sounded much, much deeper.
"Michael, we have to go to the clinic!"
Lou was standing a few feet away from Michael when he turned to leave the room. "I'm going to call them... just don't move, Michael!" He walked through the door to the living room where their single phone sat on a small table. He was too concerned over Michael and too sick with worry to notice that his mate was now busily engaged in exploring his powerful new body. His paws traced his chest with wonder, caressed his abs, and eventually got around to squeezing his fat sheath, which was rapidly swelling to enormous proportions. Nor did he notice the hazy look of lust come over Michael's eyes, or his paws as they stroked his large cock to its full length of over two feet feet.
Lou picked up the phone and was about to start punching buttons when he heard a low, ominous growl... the hair on the back of his head stood straight out as he put the phone down, and slowly, oh so slowly, turned around...
He saw his mate crouched a few feet from him, teeth bared. One paw held him up as he crouched on the floor, leaning over low and heavily, ready to spring, while the other paw was busy stroking up and down his huge erection, which went nearly to his nipples and was easily as thick as Lou's leg. Pre dripped off of it, dribbling onto the floor and running down the huge thing, dripping off of the equally huge ball sacs that hung low between his legs, nearly touching the floor.
"Mi... Michael... are you ok?"
Michael's growl only grew louder and his lips bared as he stared at the fox. Lou realized that Michael's teeth were larger... they were terrifyingly huge! He shivered, both from cold and fear. The strange creature's gaze never left Lou, who suddenly felt very defenseless and afraid. Michael's cock suddenly burst forth with a huge load of cum and the fox let out a loud bark, orgasming hard as buckets of testosterone flowed through his balls and blood. Some of the cum splashed onto Lou's feet, but most of it hit the floor between the two. As the flow ebbed, Michael never let his gaze go from Lou's shocked form. He continued to stroke his still rock hard and dribbling cock. As Michael bared his teeth again, Lou realized that he was going to jump him. Michael did just that, lunging with both paws outstretched, fearsome claws ready to hook onto Lou.
Lou hurled himself to one side and Michael hit the floor heavily, skidded, and crashed into the table housing the phone. Spinning easily, he lunged again and pinned Lou, who barely had time to sit up before being nearly crushed by his mate's huge form. With one easy move, the creature ripped off Lou's towel, sharp claws raking down Lou's chest and legs, drawing blood in places. Snarling, Michael lewdly rubbed his erection up and down Lou's soft belly fur as one paw easily collected both of Lou's smaller ones, then held them up over Lou's trembling form.
Half moaning, half growling with pleasure, the creature came hard again, spraying an enormous amount of cum onto Lou's quaking chest and stomach. Michael pressed his body into Lou's heavily, forcing his erection up and down Lou's soaking body, still trying to cum again and again. For several minutes the creature shot cum and humped Lou's body before slowing down as a new look came into its eyes. With a snarl, Michael pried apart Lou's legs and rubbed his huge cock against his mate's tail hole. Paralyzed with fear, Lou could only manage to whisper his mate's name, unable to comprehend what was going on and what would happen if Michael tried to force himself inside his too small body.
"Michael..."
Michael stopped. Something changed... he froze to the spot. For several minutes, they lay there, unmoving. Breathing lightly, Lou stared at the frozen features of his mate, eyes wide open and body slightly shaking. As Lou watched, Michael bit his lip, his razor sharp fangs drawing blood that dripped over his chin and onto Lou's chest.
Michael's paw lifted off of Lou's wrists, and in a flash, the beast was gone. Lou could only lay there, unable to move, unable to breath, unable to comprehend. For nearly ten minutes he could only lay there, quaking, trying to understand what happened.
"That was Michael... he's still Michael," thought Lou. "He's still Michael."
Sitting up painfully, Lou looked around warily. Struggling upright, he limped into the bedroom, following a trail of pre and blood that led into the bathroom. Light whimpering sounds and sobs emanated from the open door.
Lou stepped into the doorframe, holding his bleeding side. Michael was in the shower, curled up, legs splayed over the side, sobbing. As Lou entered, Michael turned to him, tears streaming down his face. The scene seemed surreal... the fluorescent light played over both of the foxes' features as they stared at each other, each bleeding and battered, tormented by the changes that wracked Michael's body.
"Lou..."
Without another word, Lou ran to the fox and hugged him tightly, pressing himself against his changed mate, tears welling up in his eyes. They hugged tightly for several minutes. Lou pressed his muzzle into Michael's thick neck fur as Michael's arms squeezed him tightly, still sobbing hugely, his huge frame shaking. Sobs continued to rack Michael's body for several minutes before dying down as Lou gently rubbed his cheek and shoulders, whispering to him that it was going to be all right. For several minutes, they lay together, both quiet and beginning to comprehend.
Michael was the first to speak.
"Lou, I'd never hurt you... I just couldn't stop... I couldn't..."
Lou silenced him with a kiss on his cheek. "I know... I know... come on... let's get cleaned up."
Michael nodded and stood up, helping Lou to his feet. When he saw Lou's sides and chest, his eyes opened wide.
"Oh shit... I did that to you..."
Lou shook his head. "You couldn't help it... they're superficial, they don't even hurt anymore. Come on, your lip looks bad." He grabbed a washcloth out of the cupboard by the door and wet it in the sink, then quickly washed off his own face, cleaning away some blood and cum that stuck to his fur. After they went into the living room, Michael sat on the couch as Lou nursed his lip using a towel and a bowl of warm water. The phone rang, and Lou reached for it.
"Hello?"
"This is Dr. Uben from the clinic. Is this Lou?"
"Yes..."
"We seem to have made a mistake. Your friend, Michael, was given the wrong drug earlier today. Is he alright?"
"Umm... yes..."
Lou could hear a huge sigh of relief from the doctor.
"He was accidentally injected with dormant nanobots. They're a very experimental army project and we have no idea how they got into the needle. They shouldn't activate, however, and you'll definitely know if they do - the results are very large and very permanent, mostly increasing mass and chemical levels - but I'm talking too much. Just please hurry here quick as you can tomorrow."
"Yes Doctor."
"Why don't you both come in tomorrow and we'll see what we can do about this situation. We should be able to remove the nanobots through dialysis since they haven't activated."
"Fine."
Lou hung up the phone slowly.
"Michael... the effects are permanent. You were injected with nanobots or something, and they did this to you. It was an accident. You must have increased testosterone levels or something as a side effect... that wasn't you earlier. But you've proved you can control it."
Michael sat there, shocked.
"But Michael, it's not all bad..."
"What do you mean! This is horrible! Look at me! I'm some kind of freak! I can't go outside like this! What am I gonna do?"
Stifling a sob, Michael buried his head in his paws.
"You're still my Michael, and I still love you. Always will, no matter how you look."
Michael looked up at Lou and smiled, tears forming tracks in his cheek fur.
"You mean that?"
"Of course! And besides... you actually look kind of sexy..."
Michael looked down at his powerful, sculpted body, a body that professionals worked all their lives to achieve. "But... it feels so different."
"Listen... we can make this work, Michael. It'll be ok. You may not be able to do some things the same as before, but you can do other things. And besides... I've always wanted a big dumb fox for a sex toy."
"Hey!"
Michael grinned and hugged his mate to his chest, powerful arms wrapping around the smaller fox and burying him in his thick, luscious chest fur. Lou laughed and gasped out, "Easy! Easy!"
Michael set Lou down and grinned. "You deserved that, you little..."
Lou laughed again and kneeled next to his mate, who lay down on the floor with him. He grinned again and ran a paw down Michael's pumped chest, over his flat, hard abs, and squeezed the base of Michael's cock. Grinning, Michael lay back on the couch, letting Lou do what he liked as his cock slowly grew, growing hard and full, thick and smooth all over again. Pre bubbled up at the tip and Lou eagerly stroked it. Moaning loudly, Michael rubbed Lou's back and bottom as his huge, fluffy red tail circled around them both.
"Just promise me you'll always be my Michael," Lou said, gazing at his lover's new, yet familiar face.
Michael nodded. "Just as long as you'll always be my Lou."
And then they kissed.
Chapter 2
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The next morning, Michael reached for his mate, still half asleep. Expecting to find him curled up at his side, his paw found nothing. Bolting upright, he looked around the room frantically. A jumble of thoughts ran through his head, many of them wondering if the changes in his body and what he acted like yesterday drove Lou to leave him. Panic filled him and his breathing became difficult.
As he was about to break down, he heard a moan emanating from the bedroom. He leapt up off the couch and ran to the doorway.
Holding onto the doorframe, he held his breath and looked in. He couldn't see anything. Every light was off and the shades were drawn, hiding the pale light of morning. As his paw reached for the light switch, something huge and furry leapt at him from the darkness. It slammed into him hard and he fell with a thud to the ground.
Dazed, he looked up at the thing crouching over him and realized... it was Lou.
Lou's body was now nearly identical to Michael's. They were both incredibly ripped, had large fangs, and stupendous power - and equally large cocks. Lou's was fully erect and pressing against Michael's chest and stomach, dribbling pre.
Michael realized Lou went through the same transformation he did, and was now overcome with lust and desire. Michael wasn't as helpless as Lou was when this happened to him though... with a grunt, Michael rolled over and pinned Lou underneath him. Lou snapped and growled and nearly tore a chunk out of Michael's arm before Michael secured him and started talking to him, low and quiet, attempting to calm him down.
Lou continued to growl and snarl, but eventually, quieted down. The glazed look drained from his eyes and finally, after nearly twenty minutes, he lay still, panting and gasping for air.
"Michael... what happened?"
Michael collapsed on top of Lou, exhausted from their struggle. "I don't know..."
"Michael, you're bleeding again... did I do that?"
"No... it's just that cut on my lip, it broke open. C'mon, can you stand up?"
"Cut on your... I know what happened!"
Michael helped Lou to his feet and put his arm around him. "What?"
"When we kissed last night... I must have gotten some of your blood into my mouth. I bet there were those nano things in it! And then when I went to sleep, I started to transform. I don't even remember waking up..."
Michael helped Lou out to the living room. He sat Lou down on the couch, then went into the kitchen. "Lou... are you hungry?"
"How can you think about food at a time like this?"
"Because I'm starving! I'll think better after I get something in me. You will too."
"What are we going to do, Michael? I mean, one of us growing like you did can be accounted for, but both of us?"
"I think it's kind of cool... now I have a big dumb sextoy too!" Michael teased.
Lou crept up behind Michael as he was pulling some food out of the fridge and grabbed his bottom. Twirling around, Michael grinned and pulled him in for a deep kiss as the two laughed and hugged.
Both foxes quieted down suddenly, their senses focused on each other. Michael's paws began to explore Lou's Herculean body. His paws ran over Lou's huge biceps, the tendons and muscle stretching out his skin. His pecs felt taut and hard under Michael's paws, and as he ran his paws over Lou's perfectly hard abs, he could only wonder at what they had become.
Lou was not still as Michael touched him. He started to lick and nuzzle at Michael's chest, inhaling the fox's intoxicating scent deeply. Both foxes stood about ten feet high. Michael was taller by a couple inches, but Lou was just a tad broader across the shoulders. Both sported huge piles of muscle. Their backs flexed and their arms bulged as they caressed and hugged each other tightly.
Both foxes also sported enormous sheaths. They pressed tightly against each other, huge, white furred tubes that traveled at least a foot and a half up their groins. Their testicles hung low and heavy, nearly the size of cantaloupes. The huge, furry white globes swelled with cum as the foxes' sheaths swelled, their erections filling them up quickly.
Michael's paws quickly found Lou's erection and he stroked it slow and hard, eliciting several low moans from his mate. Lou hugged Michael to him fiercely and pulled him to the floor, lying on top of him and licking his muzzle with his large broad tongue. Michael rubbed Lou's rippling back and ran his paws over his tight bottom, playing with Lou's thick tail base.
As they hugged and kissed each other, huge cocks rubbing against each other, their growls started to grow louder and louder. Michael noticed a glazed look coming over Lou's eyes, but his own lust filled thoughts didn't let him think about it for too long. As their pheromones filled the air, both foxes slowly lost control, caving in to their mutual sexual desires.
Michael took control then, flipping Lou onto his back and nestling between his legs. His paws held Lou's and pushed them out, putting them in a spread-eagled position. His mouth caught Lou's in a deep kiss, their tongues twisting together. He started to press his huge cock against Lou's bottom, finding his hole easily. Without a second thought, Michael forced his thick cock into Lou's tail hole, eliciting a sharp bark from Lou. Lou's cock jumped and spurted pre as his paws clasped Michael's shoulders, claws digging in roughly.
As Michael's cock slowly spread open Lou's tight bottom, their growls escalated and their fangs came out. Pheromones flooded the air, turning on each other even more. Soon, Michael embedded his complete length inside of Lou, a staggeringly huge two and a half feet of throbbing red fox meat. Growing harsher as he slowly lost control, Michael started to pull out and pound in again, crouched over his mates shaking form, paws on Lou's biceps.
Lou growled loudly and pushed himself onto Michael's cock as they continued their furious, animalistic fucking. Michael couldn't contain himself as he started to slide in and out of Lou's tail hole faster and faster, pre and cum lubricating the way. His mouth closed around Lou's throat as he claimed dominance over his mate, jaws squeezing lightly. Lou acknowledged by leaning his head further back, exposing himself to Michael completely.
Michael lifted his head and let out a long, low moan, his cock pistoning into Lou's body. As Lou's growls intensified, Michael let loose and started to cum into his mate's shuddering, twisting body. Michael pulled out and kneeled over Lou's knees, spraying his cum all over Lou. His flood soaked his mate's fur. His paws held his cock to Lou's and he started to cockfuck him, sending Lou into a world of pleasure as he gave him the release he desperately needed. Lou's paws latched onto Michael's back and pierced skin, but Michael didn't even notice. Michael's flow of cum started to die down just as Lou began to orgasm, his throbbing cock shooting out huge loads of cum as his balls swelled and jiggled, cum mixing with Michael's.
After several minutes of heavy cumming, Lou started to slow down. Both foxes panted heavily. Their erections went soft and lay heavily between them, cum sliding off their bodies and pooling on the floor.
"Lou... what happened? Oh wow, that was intense... are you ok?"
Lou just moaned lightly, a light smile on his face.
"Lou?"
"You know, Michael... I think I'm gonna like staying this way with you..."
They both laughed and pulled each other close, kissing passionately. After a few minutes, they stood up and wobbled lightly. Their cocks hung far out of their sheaths, still dripping cum.
"We better clean up, babe," Michael said, and started to lead Lou into the bedroom bathroom.
Lou nodded and followed, still grinning. He pinched Michael's butt as they walked and laughed. "You sure know how to turn my crank!"
"I really couldn't help myself... it was like that first time... I'm glad I didn't go too far."
Lou grinned again, then stopped. "Lou... I remember that I scratched your back pretty badly, but there's nothing there..."
Michael nodded. "I remember that... it felt almost good at the time, but I should have some damage. It was worth it though!"
Lou ran a paw over Michael's back. "There's nothing... not a scratch."
Michael turned around and held his arm up. With his other paw, he took a claw and scraped it down his arm. Lou and Michael both flinched, but as they watched, the self-inflicted wound started to heal.
"Wow... now that is something worth having, eh, Michael?"
"Damn, Lou! Those things in us are turning us into superheroes or something!"
"Or at least sexgods." Lou paused and snapped his fingers. "That self-healing stuff must be why you could use your tool on me so easily!"
"Hey, this may not be so bad at all then! C'mon, we need to get cleaned up, then we can eat and call the doctor."
They showered and dried each other off. They emerged smelling fresh and clean, using a couple blankets to cover themselves since none of their clothing would fit.
They went back into the kitchen and Michael sheepishly wiped up the floor with some paper towels as Lou grabbed some food from the fridge and started to prepare it. After Michael finished, he moved up behind and Lou and hugged him, pressing himself against Lou's bottom and back, paws rubbing Lou's tight pecs.
"You sexy beast..."
Lou grinned and held Michael's paws to him with one of his own while his other stirred a bowl of ingredients on the counter.
"Luv ya, babe..."
With a crash, their front door banged open and shouts filled the air. Dozens of heavily armored and heavily armed military police flooded into the room, training dozens of guns onto the two foxes in the kitchen.
"Watch out," Michael shouted, pushing Lou behind him and going into a fighting crouch. His growls filled the air as the police yelled at them both to get on the floor. Before Michael could move again, there was a hiss and a thunk. His eyes rolled up into the back of his head and he slumped to the floor, a large dart sticking out of his right shoulder. Lou leaped at the policeman, fangs bared and claws out before a second hiss and another thunk. He hit the floor hard and skidded, slamming into the wall of police and knocking them down.
CHAPTER 3
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Michael awoke slowly. He groaned and shifted about, unable to get comfortable. With a start, he realized why. He was sitting in a chair and held in place by thick metal restraints around his chest, waist, biceps, wrists, thighs, and ankles. He could hardly move at all, and couldn't see a thing. He didn't know if it was dark or if he was blind.
His whole body felt like it was asleep, half numb. Licking his lips, he shook his head and tried to clear the fogginess from his brain. He could remember Lou, a changed Lou, changed like he was, and then they were hugging, and then...
The dark room faded into brightness, slow enough for Michael's eyes to adjust without pain. A tall raccoon stepped forward and smiled ruefully at him. He was dressed in a dark suit and a red tie. A large tranquilizer gun hung low off of his waist, half hidden beneath his suit jacket.
"I'm sorry about before, but the tranquilizers were necessary. We can't afford to take any chances with you."
"Where... is... Lou."
The raccoon winced at the threatening tone of the fox's voice. "He's safe, don't worry. Still unconscious, but in about the same shape as you. Please, before you say anything, let me explain.
You and Lou are in a secret government facility deep underground. The doctors who gave you the injection that transformed you were hired by the government a long time ago to research and develop the nanobots. They were supposed to turn ordinary soldiers into super soldiers. I know this all sounds ridiculous, like it's all out of some comic book, but its what happened, and the doctors succeeded, to a certain degree. The nanobots transformed the test subjects into creatures much like you. Unfortunately, they were feral and crazed, much too unstable for the army to use. They had to be terminated, unfortunately."
"What?"
"They were crazy. One of the five we tested the bots on killed over twenty of our personnel. The testosterone levels made them... Anyways, that's why the scientists went above ground to work on the bots, working at the clinic as a cover. Somehow they injected you with nanobots. What we don't understand is how Lou was infected."
"Well... we were... uh... kissing, and I... my lip was bleeding... and..."
The raccoon gave him a long look, then shivered and looked away, disgusted. "He ingested some of your blood. Shit... those bots are programmed to replicate to a certain point and automatically heal themselves. Once active, they're nearly impossible to remove. You must've been able to control the sexual impulses by...damn, I don't even want to think about that."
Michael strained at the metal around him. "Get me out of this chair! Where's Lou? Where is he?"
"Unfortunately, I can't do that. You see, we can't let anyone know about you and Lou. You two will both be terminated, just like the others. I'm sorry, but I have no choice."
The raccoon turned around and started to walk towards the door at the far end of the empty white room. Except for a metallic one-way mirror on one side of the room, the door was the only other fixture in the room.
The raccoon stopped as a low, angry growl filled the room. He turned around to see Michael glaring at him, teeth bared. The sight frightened the raccoon. The fox's bulging body seemed to grow bigger as he grew more and more angry, teeth pulled back. The raccoon could swear he saw the fox's eyes glowing. His growls grew louder and filled the room as the raccoon backpedaled out of the door and shut it heavily behind him.
The lights went out suddenly and a hissing filled the room. Michael's nostrils flared as he detected a poisonous gas filling the room. Straining his new body to the limits, Michael heaved and grunted in the chair, fighting for his life. The creaks and moans of the chair filled the room. The people behind the window shivered as they stared into the dark room, listening to the eerie sounds over the microphones in the room. The gas would kill him in less than thirty seconds, and then they could start on the second one. The raccoon entered and, visibly shaken, took a chair near the door, head in his hands. He looked up, startled, as the sound of breaking metal rang through their room.
The window shattered moments later as a huge paw slammed through it like it was nothing. Then Michael leapt into the room. With a snarl, he swiped at two of the nearby technicians, a large wolf and a leopard. Both dropped without a sound, unconscious. The raccoon tried to open the door, but found himself staring at the huge fox. He reached to his waist for his sidearm, but as he pulled it out, Michael lifted him up into the air easily with one paw and shook him. The raccoon dropped the gun and it skidded across the floor.
"Where is Lou, you bastard?"
"Out the door and... two rooms down!" the raccoon managed to gasp.
Without a word, Michael threw the raccoon against the far wall. He crumpled to the floor, a slight whimper escaping his muzzle. Michael left the room quickly and sped down the hallway. The only person left standing in the room, a small hare, quickly turned on the vacuums to suck away the cyanide gas from the chamber, then radioed to his superiors that trouble was loose in the complex. Big trouble.