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First time sharing anything feral! Not that this has much feral-coded content. Well, there will be time for that in the future!", "writing": "[i]In the future, the growing energy crisis demands more and more extreme measures be taken...[/i]\n\nCooper blinked, gradually coming too. The four-legged canine looked nervously at the sterile, grey walls, the section of the floor marked in red-tape, the technical-looking box against one wall, and the large satellite-dish looking things on each wall.\n\n\"H-Hello...? Where am I...?\" Cooper asked.\n\n[color=#188038]Auto Experiment Initiating[/color], intoned by a cold robotic voice, was all the response he got.\n\nThere was a buzzing in the air. Cooper's fur prickled, he could feel the electricity sparking. It seemed to be coming from everywhere. The next moment, sparks shot out from the dishes and struck the dog. He yelped, fur standing on end.\n\nHe felt a burning, turned, and saw that a green, glowing radiation symbol had been branded onto his flank. The electrical tingling ran up and down his body, focusing on his stomach and bowels.\n\n[color=#188038]Bio-fuel production increased by thirty-thousand percent.[/color]\n\n\"What was- Ah-!\" Cooper tried to speak, but his own ass interrupted him.\n\n[b]PFFFWWWOOOOOORRTT[/b]\n\nCooper winced as the uncontrollable fart rang out, filling the room with heavy, spicy-scented doggy gas.\n\n[color=#188038]Methane levels: stable[/color] the impassionate, mechanical voice responded to his humiliation.\n\nThe grumbling in Cooper's stomach had only intensified. Cooper grit his teeth, trying to clench himself back as his hindquarters spread and lifted by themselves. His tail flagged, and his asshole spread around a fearsomely thick crown of doggy doo-doo.\n\n\"No... Please...\" He whined, drool running down his cheek, a green glow starting to steal into his eyes. \"Not... Now...\"\n\n[color=#188038]Biofuel deposit imminent.[/color] The mechanical voice felt like it was mocking him. [color=#188038]Please stand by.[/color]\n\nThere was a whirring as the technical box started to open, presenting a bowl and orifice to the dog. Cooper stared at it blankly, trying to process the pounding pressure in his guts. The crown in his ass trembled as he fought to hold it in. As the green glow shone in his eyes, through to his brain, he forgot any reason why he should be holding it.\n\n\"I gotta DOOKEY!\" Cooper roared out lustily as the turd shot forth from his asshole. The dense head of it, thicker than the dog's whole body, smashed into the box, instantly overwhelming and breaking it. Cooper raised his hips as the tree-trunk-thick cable of dense dog-shit, painting the walls before flopping into a pile of canine muck.\n\n[i]Cooper hadn't just been walking when they picked him up. He'd been making his nightly bathroom trip to the empty quarry his family owned. His line would overwhelm toilets with a single push, so only that cavernous space had proven suitable to contain their poops. In the time his family had owned it, they'd refilled it more than halfway with their combined doggy dung.[/i]\n\n[i]Cooper had learned to keep a handle on his hyper-pooping habits. But now with his enhanced bowels and corrupted mindset...[/i]\n\n[color=#188038]Error. Error. Error. Err-BZRT-[/color]\n\nThe speaker broke as a thick turd smashed into it. The parts of it fell off and were immediately buried in semi-solid sludge.\n\nCooper gambolled about, lost in the primal joy of shitting his brains out. He'd always taken a secret, shameful pleasure in a nice, thick motion, but now his hyper-charged bowels were propelling him through a blue sky of ecstasy. That rumbling, stretching massage on his bowels was a sensation he'd been looking for all his life.\n\n\"Can't stop...\" He grunted. \"Don't wanna stop-! Keep on pooping FOREVER-!\"\n\nThe floor was already covered, and the tide of filth was rising. The hidden observation windows were coated, and started to crack. The door was reinforced, by the walls themselves started to give way under the pounding onslaught of filth.\n\nSoon Cooper would be free, roaming the halls and beyond, coating everything with the blessings of his bountiful bowels. He would show the world how good it felt to be loud, proud, and hyper-shitting over everything.\n\nFar away, the suited scientists were panicking. Those who saw the feed were gibbering with terror as the brown flood covered their floors. The more stable among them made to evacuate, but as they got into their escape helicopter, a thick turd whipped out and smashed the propellers clean off. They hardly had time to scream as an avalanche of muck came down on them, utterly burying the helicopter and everyone in it.\n\nThey would re-emerge soon. Bodies now made of the same poop that flowed endlessly from Cooper's bowels. Minds adjusted to show the proper reverence, worship and love that their new creator deserved. Whatever they had been, they became four-legged canines in respect for Cooper's form.\n\nCooper soon found he had a ready-made harem of shit-form canine worshippers. Each and every one was eager to play with him, mate with him, or worship his bountiful ass and everything that came from it. Each one was endlessly shitting, thick turds pouring out or chocolate-glazed donuts, but none could come close to Cooper's phenomenal poops.\n\nHe would stay awhile in the swampy ruins of the lab. He would breed every member of his new harem, while they squealed in glee all the while, and give birth to many new scathros. Through it all, Cooper never stopped shitting for even a single instant. Every moment was flavoured with the gleeful eruption from his bowels and stretch of his holes.\n\nEventually there were so many followers, and they were so plentiful and [i]productive[/i], that his brown lair could hardly contain them. He would set out to find a place for them. A city, a country, a continent, beyond? Cooper knew he had no limits.\n\nEverywhere the brown touched, was his domain.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "In the future, the growing energy crisis demands more and more extreme measures be taken...

Cooper blinked, gradually coming too. The four-legged canine looked nervously at the sterile, grey walls, the section of the floor marked in red-tape, the technical-looking box against one wall, and the large satellite-dish looking things on each wall.

"H-Hello...? Where am I...?" Cooper asked.

Auto Experiment Initiating, intoned by a cold robotic voice, was all the response he got.

There was a buzzing in the air. Cooper's fur prickled, he could feel the electricity sparking. It seemed to be coming from everywhere. The next moment, sparks shot out from the dishes and struck the dog. He yelped, fur standing on end.

He felt a burning, turned, and saw that a green, glowing radiation symbol had been branded onto his flank. The electrical tingling ran up and down his body, focusing on his stomach and bowels.

Bio-fuel production increased by thirty-thousand percent.

"What was- Ah-!" Cooper tried to speak, but his own ass interrupted him.

PFFFWWWOOOOOORRTT

Cooper winced as the uncontrollable fart rang out, filling the room with heavy, spicy-scented doggy gas.

Methane levels: stable the impassionate, mechanical voice responded to his humiliation.

The grumbling in Cooper's stomach had only intensified. Cooper grit his teeth, trying to clench himself back as his hindquarters spread and lifted by themselves. His tail flagged, and his asshole spread around a fearsomely thick crown of doggy doo-doo.

"No... Please..." He whined, drool running down his cheek, a green glow starting to steal into his eyes. "Not... Now..."

Biofuel deposit imminent. The mechanical voice felt like it was mocking him. Please stand by.

There was a whirring as the technical box started to open, presenting a bowl and orifice to the dog. Cooper stared at it blankly, trying to process the pounding pressure in his guts. The crown in his ass trembled as he fought to hold it in. As the green glow shone in his eyes, through to his brain, he forgot any reason why he should be holding it.

"I gotta DOOKEY!" Cooper roared out lustily as the turd shot forth from his asshole. The dense head of it, thicker than the dog's whole body, smashed into the box, instantly overwhelming and breaking it. Cooper raised his hips as the tree-trunk-thick cable of dense dog-shit, painting the walls before flopping into a pile of canine muck.

Cooper hadn't just been walking when they picked him up. He'd been making his nightly bathroom trip to the empty quarry his family owned. His line would overwhelm toilets with a single push, so only that cavernous space had proven suitable to contain their poops. In the time his family had owned it, they'd refilled it more than halfway with their combined doggy dung.

Cooper had learned to keep a handle on his hyper-pooping habits. But now with his enhanced bowels and corrupted mindset...

Error. Error. Error. Err-BZRT-

The speaker broke as a thick turd smashed into it. The parts of it fell off and were immediately buried in semi-solid sludge.

Cooper gambolled about, lost in the primal joy of shitting his brains out. He'd always taken a secret, shameful pleasure in a nice, thick motion, but now his hyper-charged bowels were propelling him through a blue sky of ecstasy. That rumbling, stretching massage on his bowels was a sensation he'd been looking for all his life.

"Can't stop..." He grunted. "Don't wanna stop-! Keep on pooping FOREVER-!"

The floor was already covered, and the tide of filth was rising. The hidden observation windows were coated, and started to crack. The door was reinforced, by the walls themselves started to give way under the pounding onslaught of filth.

Soon Cooper would be free, roaming the halls and beyond, coating everything with the blessings of his bountiful bowels. He would show the world how good it felt to be loud, proud, and hyper-shitting over everything.

Far away, the suited scientists were panicking. Those who saw the feed were gibbering with terror as the brown flood covered their floors. The more stable among them made to evacuate, but as they got into their escape helicopter, a thick turd whipped out and smashed the propellers clean off. They hardly had time to scream as an avalanche of muck came down on them, utterly burying the helicopter and everyone in it.

They would re-emerge soon. Bodies now made of the same poop that flowed endlessly from Cooper's bowels. Minds adjusted to show the proper reverence, worship and love that their new creator deserved. Whatever they had been, they became four-legged canines in respect for Cooper's form.

Cooper soon found he had a ready-made harem of shit-form canine worshippers. Each and every one was eager to play with him, mate with him, or worship his bountiful ass and everything that came from it. Each one was endlessly shitting, thick turds pouring out or chocolate-glazed donuts, but none could come close to Cooper's phenomenal poops.

He would stay awhile in the swampy ruins of the lab. He would breed every member of his new harem, while they squealed in glee all the while, and give birth to many new scathros. Through it all, Cooper never stopped shitting for even a single instant. Every moment was flavoured with the gleeful eruption from his bowels and stretch of his holes.

Eventually there were so many followers, and they were so plentiful and productive, that his brown lair could hardly contain them. He would set out to find a place for them. A city, a country, a continent, beyond? Cooper knew he had no limits.

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