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If you'd like to support my writing and encourage me to get stories out quicker then Buy me a Coffee.", "writing": "There wasn’t much I could do. I knew the criminals were hiding down in the old underground train lines, the really old ones, before true subway systems. I donned my tan duster and headed to the transit station, but on the way I counted my remaining bullets. \n\nTwo silver, two platinum, and two cold steel. The rest of my magazine were intended for vampires, crosses engraved in the tip with a sliver of yew wood and garlic at the center. Better than nothing, but it wasn’t likely these wankers were palling around with the undead. Best effect I could hope for would be if one of their machines turned out to be demonic, otherwise, these were just expensive inaccurate slugs of mundane metal.\n\nLike any good fox I’m no stranger to hunting for underground prey, but like most people in the modern world, technology has dulled my natural instincts and heightened my senses to new signals. Even as I cursed modernity for how hard it was to sniff up their trail I was alerted to the sound of a train entering the tunnel at breakneck speed. In a mixture of training and instinct I flattened myself against the curved wall of the tunnel, watching as the faces of dozens of mundane animals rode to or from work, some perhaps coming from a late club at school. Even if they’d been looking out the window I’d have been just a tan blur, my red fur blending in well enough with the brick background at their speed.\n\nThe wind of the train whipping by was disorienting and I had no way of noticing the cables reaching through the wall as they wrapped around my waist, wrists, and ankles. As soon as they clamped down I turned my muzzle to get a better look at my new brick mounted bracelets, banded cables, the same ones seen in the bank footage ripping off the vault door. More cables emerged from the brick to feel across my body. One quickly relieved me of my firearm, tossing it onto the tracks and landing between the rails. My extra mag of vamp bullets didn’t fair so well, crushed by the train's wheels, it would take hours to see if any of them were salvageable.\n\nI couldn’t tell if it was my senses speeding up or the train slowing down, but as the robotic tendrils kept exploring over my body I thought I could see the faces of worker animals in shock as they saw me strung up on the wall with metal cables stripping off my clothes. Not like I was wearing much, with my best coat torn to shreds behind me the cables sure seemed to be taking their time about unbuttoning each and every button of my single breasted dinner shirt even carefully slipping out the cufflink I’d forgotten to remove.\n\nI was being exposed to the speeding travelers, but they weren’t speeding by nearly as fast as they had been. I pondered deeply. Last time I’d checked my phone the time had been just after 20:00, but that would mean this was the 20:45 local. Up at the head of the train they were nearing the station, it wouldn’t be long before the whole thing stopped. Animals of all species would see me hanging here nude as the day I took my first breaths and steps.\n\nEven slowing down, I could feel the rapid air of the train blowing past my cock as it slipped free of my sheath against my will. Foxes might have a reputation, but I’d never been one to do anything in public. Maybe I was too embarrassed, or stuck up, or modest. Regardless of why, I couldn’t stop my red boner from rising. Even worrying about sticking out too far and being clipped by the train couldn’t keep it down.\n\nI started to suspect I was right about the demon in the machine when the cables seductively caressed my neck and thighs. It could sense my suppressed lust, my shame and my guilt. Just as I started to get the erection to reduce I suddenly felt the cold metal drive up between my butt cheeks and slither up through my intestines. Even at the worst orgy I’d never been reamed so deep or so suddenly. I cried out and was instantly silence by another cable thrusting down my muzzle and into my stomach. I tried to thrash side to side, but a smaller cable emerged and pinned my muzzle against the brick wall just like my hands.\n\nThe train came to a complete stop and I could hear animals pounding on the glass, some crying out for my safety, others condemning my entire species lascivious reputation. I could do nothing as the cable from my ass and the cable from my muzzle met up half way in my small intestines and united to form one solid cable running me through from end to end.\n\nAn electrical shock to my prostate sent my cock throbbing harder than ever before in front of all these witnesses whose faces I myself could not see. I’m still not sure if I would prefer to have seen them or not, especially to see their expressions as my first load of cum splattered on the train window, my hips humping instinctively as best they could until the cable at my waist cinched me in tight to the wall.\n\nA wash in shame I cried and didn’t take much notice as a thin cable started to nudge at the tip of my pointed prick. It didn’t take long to find the leaking hole and slip in, a sensation I doubt I’ll ever forget. The cable’s tapered shape pushed my urethra wider than any orgasm I’d ever managed to pump out for even the hottest vixen. It hurt, but it also felt amazing.\n\nMy cock tried to rise again, but the cable within pulled backward and bent itself, forcing my member down between my legs until my tip was almost touching my own filled asshole. Even in that awkward position the blood flowed to my raging hardon and strained against the internal binding. \n\nSoon, a second smaller cable emerged from the first and dove even deeper. It split into multiple metal worms to explore each passage, one took up residence in the prostate itself, one settled in my bladder, two each found their way to my testicles. With this stimulation the lead cable was soon sucking up my second load straight from the source as I panted and whimpered.\n\nI could hear police in the train radio for permission to emerge into the tunnel to come get me. I recognized the voice that responded, she told them to wait for further clearance, just as she’d instructed a mall full of animals on holiday to evacuate before every piece of jewelry went missing three weeks ago, just as she’d ordered police down the wrong rabbit hole during an intense chase just last week, just as she’d ordered me to undress in our uncle’s garage when we were only 12 years old.\n\nSomething in the cables changed, they knew I recognized her. I could feel as bricks behind me slid out of place just before I was pulled through the wall. Each brick was returned to ensure the cops couldn’t follow. And there she was, my cousin Vera. Her red latex suit bulged all over with cables emerging from her body. Some of them held me in the air.\n\n“Oh, Todd, I’d hoped you wouldn’t have to see me like this. At least, not until you joined me.”\n\nI couldn’t talk, but since she seemed to know what I was thinking before I tried to direct my thoughts. \n“NO! No, you came to change me, change me back. But I don’t want to go back. I’m not Vera anymore, I’m not your vixen, I’m not your plaything, not anymore.”\n\n\n\nThe cables shivered as she held her arms around her buxom chest. “Yeah, you were the only one who I could tell what to do. You never forced me to do anything, unlike the rest of the orgy. Even our fathers would force themselves on me every week. But it’s my turn now.”\n\n\n\nVera pulled me in closer and stroked at my body, bound to her will.\n\n\n\nShe gripped up at my cock, pressing in around the cable within. “Stop calling me that, I told you, I’m not Vera the Vixen anymore. And I’m not a succubus. I am Mistress Tesica, master of the tectonic arts. And I shall teach you, my loving cousin.” She licked up the bottom of my neck and up the underside of my muzzle, her breast pressing around my thigh.\n\n I couldn’t help question what she’d said, despite how turned on I was now that we were alone.\n\n“Quakes? No, tekton, builder, it’s latin for builder, same root as technology, you dope. Haven’t you ever heard of a tectonic entity in all your years in the Hunter’s Order? You know what, at this point, I don’t care, you just killed the mood with that. You are such a nerd.” She stepped back and sat down in a throne of cables. “But you are my nerd.”\n\nWith a wave of her hand several of the metal tentacles rose up and penetrated my skin. They rutted around in between my muscles, bound to my bones, and grew out through my system. As they connected to my nerves I could feel them, each an extension of my own body.\n\nOnce I was fully converted she detached the cables from herself and they all pulled into my larger frame. I suddenly looked like a bodybuilder, almost as large as a wolf, but twenty times as strong.\n\n“Ohh, yes, there’s an upgrade I can really appreciate.” Vera, no, Tesica, reached out to stroke at my new, larger cock, pressing it between her breasts and rubbing it under her muzzle. “We’ll be putting this to good use as you grow more of my little metal babies. I will leave your mind intact love, but the others, they will be my slaves.”", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "There wasn’t much I could do. I knew the criminals were hiding down in the old underground train lines, the really old ones, before true subway systems. I donned my tan duster and headed to the transit station, but on the way I counted my remaining bullets.

Two silver, two platinum, and two cold steel. The rest of my magazine were intended for vampires, crosses engraved in the tip with a sliver of yew wood and garlic at the center. Better than nothing, but it wasn’t likely these wankers were palling around with the undead. Best effect I could hope for would be if one of their machines turned out to be demonic, otherwise, these were just expensive inaccurate slugs of mundane metal.

Like any good fox I’m no stranger to hunting for underground prey, but like most people in the modern world, technology has dulled my natural instincts and heightened my senses to new signals. Even as I cursed modernity for how hard it was to sniff up their trail I was alerted to the sound of a train entering the tunnel at breakneck speed. In a mixture of training and instinct I flattened myself against the curved wall of the tunnel, watching as the faces of dozens of mundane animals rode to or from work, some perhaps coming from a late club at school. Even if they’d been looking out the window I’d have been just a tan blur, my red fur blending in well enough with the brick background at their speed.

The wind of the train whipping by was disorienting and I had no way of noticing the cables reaching through the wall as they wrapped around my waist, wrists, and ankles. As soon as they clamped down I turned my muzzle to get a better look at my new brick mounted bracelets, banded cables, the same ones seen in the bank footage ripping off the vault door. More cables emerged from the brick to feel across my body. One quickly relieved me of my firearm, tossing it onto the tracks and landing between the rails. My extra mag of vamp bullets didn’t fair so well, crushed by the train's wheels, it would take hours to see if any of them were salvageable.

I couldn’t tell if it was my senses speeding up or the train slowing down, but as the robotic tendrils kept exploring over my body I thought I could see the faces of worker animals in shock as they saw me strung up on the wall with metal cables stripping off my clothes. Not like I was wearing much, with my best coat torn to shreds behind me the cables sure seemed to be taking their time about unbuttoning each and every button of my single breasted dinner shirt even carefully slipping out the cufflink I’d forgotten to remove.

I was being exposed to the speeding travelers, but they weren’t speeding by nearly as fast as they had been. <Wait, what time is it?> I pondered deeply. Last time I’d checked my phone the time had been just after 20:00, but that would mean this was the 20:45 local. Up at the head of the train they were nearing the station, it wouldn’t be long before the whole thing stopped. Animals of all species would see me hanging here nude as the day I took my first breaths and steps.

Even slowing down, I could feel the rapid air of the train blowing past my cock as it slipped free of my sheath against my will. Foxes might have a reputation, but I’d never been one to do anything in public. Maybe I was too embarrassed, or stuck up, or modest. Regardless of why, I couldn’t stop my red boner from rising. Even worrying about sticking out too far and being clipped by the train couldn’t keep it down.

I started to suspect I was right about the demon in the machine when the cables seductively caressed my neck and thighs. It could sense my suppressed lust, my shame and my guilt. Just as I started to get the erection to reduce I suddenly felt the cold metal drive up between my butt cheeks and slither up through my intestines. Even at the worst orgy I’d never been reamed so deep or so suddenly. I cried out and was instantly silence by another cable thrusting down my muzzle and into my stomach. I tried to thrash side to side, but a smaller cable emerged and pinned my muzzle against the brick wall just like my hands.

The train came to a complete stop and I could hear animals pounding on the glass, some crying out for my safety, others condemning my entire species lascivious reputation. I could do nothing as the cable from my ass and the cable from my muzzle met up half way in my small intestines and united to form one solid cable running me through from end to end.

An electrical shock to my prostate sent my cock throbbing harder than ever before in front of all these witnesses whose faces I myself could not see. I’m still not sure if I would prefer to have seen them or not, especially to see their expressions as my first load of cum splattered on the train window, my hips humping instinctively as best they could until the cable at my waist cinched me in tight to the wall.

A wash in shame I cried and didn’t take much notice as a thin cable started to nudge at the tip of my pointed prick. It didn’t take long to find the leaking hole and slip in, a sensation I doubt I’ll ever forget. The cable’s tapered shape pushed my urethra wider than any orgasm I’d ever managed to pump out for even the hottest vixen. It hurt, but it also felt amazing.

My cock tried to rise again, but the cable within pulled backward and bent itself, forcing my member down between my legs until my tip was almost touching my own filled asshole. Even in that awkward position the blood flowed to my raging hardon and strained against the internal binding.  

Soon, a second smaller cable emerged from the first and dove even deeper. It split into multiple metal worms to explore each passage, one took up residence in the prostate itself, one settled in my bladder, two each found their way to my testicles. With this stimulation the lead cable was soon sucking up my second load straight from the source as I panted and whimpered.

I could hear police in the train radio for permission to emerge into the tunnel to come get me. I recognized the voice that responded, she told them to wait for further clearance, just as she’d instructed a mall full of animals on holiday to evacuate before every piece of jewelry went missing three weeks ago, just as she’d ordered police down the wrong rabbit hole during an intense chase just last week, just as she’d ordered me to undress in our uncle’s garage when we were only 12 years old.

Something in the cables changed, they knew I recognized her. I could feel as bricks behind me slid out of place just before I was pulled through the wall. Each brick was returned to ensure the cops couldn’t follow. And there she was, my cousin Vera. Her red latex suit bulged all over with cables emerging from her body. Some of them held me in the air.

“Oh, Todd, I’d hoped you wouldn’t have to see me like this. At least, not until you joined me.”

I couldn’t talk, but since she seemed to know what I was thinking before I tried to direct my thoughts. <Vera, please, I came to help you.>
“NO! No, you came to change me, change me back. But I don’t want to go back. I’m not Vera anymore, I’m not your vixen, I’m not your plaything, not anymore.”

<I recall you being the one who enjoyed playing with me, ordering me about.>

The cables shivered as she held her arms around her buxom chest. “Yeah, you were the only one who I could tell what to do. You never forced me to do anything, unlike the rest of the orgy. Even our fathers would force themselves on me every week. But it’s my turn now.”

<Vera, I’m here to protect you, just as I always have been.>

Vera pulled me in closer and stroked at my body, bound to her will.

<If that means protecting a succubus, then I don’t mind. I’ll always love you, Vera.>

She gripped up at my cock, pressing in around the cable within. “Stop calling me that, I told you, I’m not Vera the Vixen anymore. And I’m not a succubus. I am Mistress Tesica, master of the tectonic arts. And I shall teach you, my loving cousin.” She licked up the bottom of my neck and up the underside of my muzzle, her breast pressing around my thigh.

<You control quakes?> I couldn’t help question what she’d said, despite how turned on I was now that we were alone.

“Quakes? No, tekton, builder, it’s latin for builder, same root as technology, you dope. Haven’t you ever heard of a tectonic entity in all your years in the Hunter’s Order? You know what, at this point, I don’t care, you just killed the mood with that. You are such a nerd.” She stepped back and sat down in a throne of cables. “But you are my nerd.”

With a wave of her hand several of the metal tentacles rose up and penetrated my skin. They rutted around in between my muscles, bound to my bones, and grew out through my system. As they connected to my nerves I could feel them, each an extension of my own body.

Once I was fully converted she detached the cables from herself and they all pulled into my larger frame. I suddenly looked like a bodybuilder, almost as large as a wolf, but twenty times as strong.

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