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The two Tigers guarding the outside of the compound gave a grunt and approached. tapping a small radio on one ear and grumbling of the potential intruder. staring down past their indented pectorals. A simple voice hissed into their ear and the door to the compound opened. It appeared to look like a training academy for police officers. tigers marching, grunting. moving in perfect parade sync. Rockjaw was talking to one of the drill sergeants, holding a touchpad. he turned his head to glance at you with your pair of tiger entourage.\n\n[/i]\n[i]Pulse smiled. There he was. And just as handsome as his pictures. Pulse approached the Panther soldier, ears half-focusing on Rockjaw and the other on the constant rhythm of thumping boots from patrolling tigers, as well as the ones acompanying him that kept the Pulse in check with desire. Normally, it would object to Pulse being hypnotised. 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But from the overwhelming dominance and intimidation seeping into his mind already, that wouldn't be too hard. \"Oh, not at all, sir. I just hope it isn't to late to volunteer...~\"[/i]\n[i] [/i]\n[i]\"Volunteer? I've not run into many volunteers before. Usually they're already roped in, or they follow orders. Hm.\" He gave a slight scowl as he loomed over you. walking around you like a predator stalking its prey. He Clicked his tongue and two tigers gave a grunt in affirmation and lunged forard. Their noses press to you on either side. they sniff assertively, up the arms, down the chest. over the neck as Rockjaw put his hands behind his back and paced.[/i]\n[i]\"I run a tight ship here. I have no need for simps and people distracted by degeneracy. I need LOYALTY. I need DISCIPLINE. Soldiers. evaluation?\" \"Doesn't smell disloyal, sir.\" \"Not packing contraband, sir.\"[/i]\n[i] [/i]\n[i]Pulse paid no mind to the two Tigers sniffing him over. 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But I would gladly throw it away if it meant serving under your command, sir!\" I barked out with a slight bit of pride for my coming fate mixed in with my dominated mindset.\n\n[/i]\n[i]He snapped his fingers, and you felt your hair straighten. your muscles swell. stripes seeming to creep over your body as the fur on you tingled. your shaft seemed to stand on end. yet for some reason your attention was drawing away from it. throbbing without understanding or comprehending why. Had to be at attention. had to salute. had to follow. you weren't sure why this tightness in your abs. turning into a six pack as you felt your body shudder. You weren't sure if Rockjaw was even aware he was doing this to you. you wanted to try and correct him, yet the instinct to speak when spoken to, and await orders was superseding your concerns that this was growing out of your control.[/i]\n\n[i]Perhaps there was some part of Pulse's subconscious that regretted this. That wanted to fight back, let his horniness take over and hypnotise Rockjaw into being his sex toy. But that all came to a halt, when those thoughts of sexual power began to fade, being replaced by broadcasted instructions and codes straight from the Tiger Guardians playbook. In his willingness to serve in Rockjaw's forces, Pulse had given in so much that now The Pulse, the power he used to control others with sexual dominance, had been turned into an internal PA system for Rockjaw's dominance. And it felt amazing for the newly-forming soldier. As if the very orders speaking to his mind were more intoxicating than any orgasm or sexual intercourse he had ever experience. Externally, nearly everything was changing. The fox's body grew from its short stature, muscles following along to form something more acceptable for a soldier. Pulse's tuxedo began to rip under the strain, the top completely shredding and giving way to his new pecs and abs. The trousers and shoes, however, grew to fit his rapidly expanding size, eventually forming into plain grey BDU and a pair of heavy combat boots, respectively. But most interestingly, was his form. It still retained the shape of his holofoxy self, no matter how hard stripes tried to form. They were always pushed back and the new soldier kept his fox form. Aside from that, he was still near-perfectly identical to the other Tiger soldiers he would soon serve with. Everything, from his body structure and shape to his uniform was exactly identical to all the other tigers. Aside from his more fox-like appearance and black and red color scheme remaining.\n\n[/i][i]it was tempting to slip away into the thousands of soldiers Rockjaw had at his beck and call. but hte fox found himself adjusting in other ways. his hair matched the flat buzz of the tigers. his jawline became more square. more brutish. easier to stop thinking as his ears were erect, the cap tight over his eyes and his shoudlers more rounded and broad. He would have to learn quickly. He cannot resist being pulled back into the ranks disappearing as a dark dot amidst the soldiers. Rockjaw pressed his boot to the fox's crotch and stroked his chin. \"You're standing out soldier. but if you're insisting on doing that, you'll have to work extra hard to become a lieutenant. Understood?\"[/i]\n\n[i]Feeling the tread of Rockjaw's boot against his crotch and his very touch upon his chin, the soldier that was once Pulse would have creamed himself then and there. But this time was different. 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