Nano T: Orgin
By: Akkeresu Daikon

It was a dark and stormy night.

The simple line typed by Snoopy was more than just rain at night. For this creature, it meant what could be a nightmare of horrific proportions, spawning fear for every day of it's life.

Or, something...very different.
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Ark kept his eyes open as he drove down the slick road, making sure he was alert, despite the lack of traffic. His RSX Type-S purred along happily as he got to the last section of his ride home from work, having completed a healthy dose of maintenance on his company computers. The ear flicked in apprehension of his vacation at home he planned out over the cold New Years weekend, opting to relax rather than party, until the aforementioned day, of course. With one final turn of his wheel, the tires gently rode into the driveway, noise evacuating quickly as he turned his key. Rain pattered down the roof and windows gently, leaving the creature to simply jump outside and make his way to the house.

Upon opening the door, Ark slipped his jacket on to guard from the rain, and stepped outside, but heard something much more viscous than water. He lifted his shoe, a black goo stuck to the bottom of his beautiful Mizunos. Flicking the substance off, however, was just as easy, a few masses flying into the darkness. A small slurp was heard...then rain.

"That's bizzare..."

Ark looked down, seeing no trace of the oddity. 

With that, he grabbed his bag and leaped to the door with only a few bounds. His key confirmed with the door, and opened up without a touch, allowing one more step into the house to escape the cold drips. He set his bag to the side and repeated the same with his jacket, slipping his shoes off at the same time. Looking back as he made a move to close the door, he noticed his tail was damp, and proceeded to wring out excess water. It dripped outside as the thick mass of grey fur was squeezed. 

Ark turned to look into the open first floor, specifically at the kitchen to identify the sound, large paws grasping the blue and white tip, somewhat soiled by mud. He heard something. He heard a liquid, thicker than anything around his house. A pink nose sniffed into the air as he tried to identify the invader. 

"Let's see...leftover chicken, the running clothes from yesterday, is that dust from the gaming computer? I'll have to deal with that later...nothing odd..."

The catox shrugged and finished getting most of the water out of his tail, closing the door as he slid his shirt off. He balled it up and tossed it to the clothes hamper near the stairwell. Soft pads touched down on the bamboo floor, moving the rest of the body to a wide, silver tower. After opening the door, a small bottle of water was retrieved from the inside as he took the cap off and sipped it a bit, debating his first act of relaxation. He sniffed again, and noticed a blunt musk as he leans against the sink. 

"Ugh...is that me?! Well then, a shower is first on the list!"

Finishing the water quickly, he turned to the TV, watching a small story that happened to catch his ear.

'And next up, an unknown experiment has escaped from TSTech Nanoengineering Corporation. The company has already initiated the failsafe, but residents are still advLIICK'

"Shower. Now."

The catox dropped his zipper and moved his body a bit to let the jeans slide off, revealing his cold-weather camouflage boxer-briefs. 

He slowly looked over himself, about 140 lbs of lean muscle, bone, and fur, a good chunk on his tail, poofy like a fox, yet long like a cat. The hybridization continued to his ears; pointed like a cat, yet large like a fox. From his large footpaws, to his runner-emphasized build, to the little white chest poof; it all accumulated a blend of feline and vulpine, both the positive and negative bits."Damn, I'm good! I've still got the build, despite all of that extra food I've been nomming on for the winter." 

The catox pridefully exclaimed this as a paw glided across the abdominal, not thick, but still defined. The paws even slid over and gently grasped the firm, rounded ass, developed from years of running. Breaking the narcissism, he got over admiring himself and headed to the shower, located in the north-west section of the house. Sliding the glass door open, he smelled the light vanilla scent carrying though the blue tiled room. 

"Mmmmmmm...s'good to be home."

With a quick paw and a quick leg, the underwear came off, revealing a swollen set of nuts, stretching the furred scrotum as his sheath quivered a bit from the sudden exposure to the cool air. The creature reached up and stretched again, back arching, hips sliding and claws tapping the tile floor while he groaned a bit. Relaxing his stretch, he stepped over to the bathtub where the shower sat, a paw deftly spinning the dials to start the stream of water, a shock of cold before near-scalding hot water slipped through the grey and white fur.

"Eeeeeep! God damn that's cold...hot! HOT!" The paws worked to dial in a better temperature, as steam rose into the air from the tub floor and from the soaked fur as well. Eventually, he set a good temperature, and felt his muscles unbind themselves under the force of hot water. The ears flattened out as he shook his head a bit, whipping water out of the ears as he folded them down. Ark relaxed, letting his body unwind, and his mind wander, and easily going to less-than-clean places. His member even started to expose itself, a thick reddish-pink canine cock at about seven inches long. 

"Heh...now this is what I needed." Ark exclaimed, his body loose and well stretched. After relaxing under the warm flow, he went to adjust the dial on the showerhead, the water suddenly stopping as he tilts his head. 

"Mreh? Hold on." 

Ark jiggled the head, attempting to restore the flow. But then, he suddenly noticed the holes weren't filled with water. They were filled with some odd grey substance. The curious catox tapped at it, but then the gel flung itself out of the showerhead, each separation latching onto a limb or body section, and starting to wrap around as it vibrated to speak aloud. 

'Aha! So you're the one responsible!'

