Charles struggled in his restraints, looking at the barred window and watching the road pass by him. He knew that no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get out of the situation he was put in. “go deal with the kangaroo problem, you’re experienced enough” he muttered, in a sarcastic, defeated tone “QUIET BACK THERE” a loud voice rumbled from the front “the king n’ queen are gonna want to get a nice look at ya.” The capturers consisted of two dogs. Mutts would be what most people would call them, but the tied up ferret knew that they were part of a dangerous infection spreading the area.
 WereKangaroos, they were called. Simply put, when the sun doesn’t shine, whoever you are, whatever you are, as long as you were part of the infection, you’d turn into an anthropomorphic kangaroo. Along with this, those with the infection would feel more sensitive to everything around them, and more aware. This made it easy for those who weren’t infected to be spotted. By this point the whole country of Australia had been infected, more or less, and all methods of transportation and communications had been shut down. 
Slowly, the armored truck stopped, the two dogs unlocked the back, and took the ferret out by force, each holding one arm and walking forward. Charles knew they were strong. So strong he expected them to just pick him up if he resisted, or worse. In front of him lied a large palace. Something that would take years to build in any other country, but was made short work of by the tireless infected and the quantity of said infected. Up the stairs they went, to a large naga guard. “state your purpose” he said in a monotone, gruff voice. “we’re here with a U.S. spy who thought he could simply take down our government” the left mutt said. “we thought the king n’ queen would like to greet them personally~” the right said.
 The naga looked over the ferret. With a swipe, the restraining jacket and handcuffs fell to the floor, leaving the ferret in nothing but his furry hide. “didn’t even have the decency to put on clothes eh? Did he just think we walk around nude or something?” the guard chuckled “I think the king and queen could use a good jester anyways.” He said, slithering aside. “enter.” The grand doors opened, as the ferret looked at the naga with scared eyes. “and one last thing…” the guard said to him, as the mutts went forward. “good luck.” With that, the doors slammed shut.


The palace looked just like any other palace you’d see on TV, a large, grand hallway, high arched ceilings, columns parallel to the walls, but for the ferret, dwarfed in size to the large area, the only thing this classy décor meant to him was doom. As they passed through floral decorated rooms, a few hallways that he couldn’t even see the end of, and too many staircases to count, they finally arrived at the next set of grand doors, just as big as the entrance.
 Going through these led to the large main chamber, the king and queen sitting at their thrones, and watching a large tv, flipping through news channels that were all reporting on the mass infection. “Dear,” the female said, a snow white bunny with floppy ears “I believe we have a visitor” she said, turning around. “what gave you the hint” the male rottweiler said, “The two uninfected capturers that opened our doors or the news anchors saying “U.S. Spy compromised in Sydney” he said, turning around and walking down to the ferret, sniffing him softly, before grimacing “he even smells of America. Grease and picket fences…” 
“oh come now darling, I can smell him from here, he’s not that horrible… I bet you’re just jealous” the rabbit said, walking towards them, her small cotton ball of a tail twitching and wagging, barely noticeable but adorable to the king. “if you just give him a chance I’m sure he’d be a wonderful asset” she continued, looking him over. “if you insist,” he said, baring his teeth, and was less than a second away from lunging before being stopped by the queen. “Darling, do you remember that one side effect we found?” 
“side effect….. yes. I do believe I remember. But why do you bring this up right no-“ he stopped in his tracks, before looking at the ferret, then back at his lovely queen. “My dear, you can’t be serious. You want to mate with this… thing!?” in any other circumstance, Charles would have decked the man who dared insult him. But given his situation, all he could do is stare, mouth agape at what was happening. From unknown, to servitude, to transformation, to mating!? His role was getting changed so much he didn’t know what to think. But lower down, everything was in tip top shape, and the queen noticed. “see? He’s getting excited just from the thought of mating.” She proclaimed, grasping the ferret’s member in her hand, stroking it at a teasingly slow pace to make the ferret moan out. “but my dear” the king continued. “you can’t just believe that he will take this opportunity. He’ll run before you can lie down with him in bed.” 
“he’s not wrong there” Charles said, before one of the mutts yanked on his arm, causing him to shut up immediately. 
“that’s why we will restrain him” the queen said. “everything to make sure he can do nothing but comply.”
“but what about me?” the king said. “I’m your lover, why can’t I have a say in this.”
“oh you will” the queen said, leaning up and pecking the king on the lips. “you’ll have the tightest hole in the land, all for yourself. That hole would be a certain spy, who would be tied up just for you, and me~” she purred out, her tail wiggling all the faster. “do we have a deal?~” she continued, watching the other. The king couldn’t help but smile, “of course darling…. You two, take him to the dungeons until dusk. Guard him and make sure he doesn’t escape.” Before the ferret could even get a word of defense, he was taken away, down the first flight of stairs they came upon, into a dark, dank dungeon.


Within his stone cell, Charles looked out at the modern-esque life the werekangaroos lived. Not like there was much else to do, the guards were behind the steel door that locked him in. As the ferret watched the sun slowly move towards the horizon, he couldn’t help but feel nervous and yet… strangely excited. The idea of having the pleasure of pleasuring the king and queen of anywhere was more than he could ever imagine, and the mere idea of it turned him on- wait. He has a duty to America, he can’t simply be going and turning himself in for sex! Thoughts like this were at war in his brain for hours, until he was startled from his trance by the sounds of groaning and cracking, not only from behind his door but throughout Sydney. Looking once more, the sun had already set… it was time.
“Get out here, newbie.” A low voice grumbled, presumably from the guard. As the thick iron door creeped open, rather than seeing two mutts, he was greeted by kangaroos. Anthropomorphic and at least twice his height. The clothes that once fit them loosely looked like they were tight now, and couldn’t cover the muscles the two had grown. “come on, your king and queen are waiting” the first said, while the second picked him up. It was a short trip to the master bedroom, in which, to his surprise, no one awaited him. That was when the first came up, holding thick rope. “w-wait, don’t tie me up, I’ll be good I promise!” Charles cried out, but his pleas fell upon deaf ears as his hands were tied behind his back, and his ankles tied together so tight that he thought even the guards wouldn’t be able to get it loose. “if he’s gonna whine like that, give em a ball gag too” the second said, the first tying a large knot with the rope, and stuffing it in his mouth, tying it around his head. “your majesties will be here shortly” they said in unison, before closing the door on him. 
It was only a minute or so before the door creaked open, two kangaroos in royal gowns walking forward, and resting on each side. The queen’s bust had grown exponentially, resting at about E cups, and the king’s bulge, Charles didn’t want to think about how it’d fit inside him later. The queen soon spoke up, bringing the ferret’s attention to her “we have a game for you, if you’d like to play” the queen said, giggling softly. The king brought out an hourglass, placing it on the bed side stand. “this glass has 30 minutes of sand inside. While these 30 minutes are going, we are going to try and do everything we can to make you climax, make you orgasm the hardest your tiny little mind has~ if you do…” he leaned forward, making a chomping motion and startling the ferret. “if you don’t though… we’ll let you cum, and go free back to your country…. Sound good?” the ferret mulled it over, and soon he realized… what other choice did he have? He nodded slowly, letting out a muffled noise from his ball gag. “excellent~”
 the queen kissed the ferret’s forehead, before getting on top of him, and pushing her breasts onto his face. “bet you like this don’t you?~” the ferret couldn’t help but turn a bright red, his member standing to attention, twitching softly. “seems like someone’s already excited” the king said, grabbing the cock with a firm grip. Charles couldn’t help but moan out, a drop of precum forming on his cock. “that’s a good boy~” the queen said, as she slowly undid her gown, revealing her large breasts to the ferret. “you like these eh?” she said, pulling the ball gag from his mouth “y-yes my queen~” the other said, taking the two royals by surprise. “seems like someone’s already eager to become one of us isn’t he~” the king said. The queen simply giggled “must’ve been broken in already… alright well let’s change things up then~” the queen continued. “my king, will you wait? I must get my fill, then you can give him yours” she said, leaning down and grabbing the ferrets dick, and rubbing it against her entrance. Charles couldn’t believe how wet the slit felt, and pushed up, trying to get in. The queen pulled away “ah ah ah~ good boys who want to cum will let their queen do it for them” she slowly pushed down on the long shaft, taking in the full length before slowly bouncing. “a-ah, my queen~” Charles moaned out. “y-your so tight, I don’t know how long I’ll last~” 
“you don’t need to, my dear… just relax and let loose~” she purred, slowing down slightly. She didn’t want him cumming too quickly, but yet… he looked so cute while he was in pleasure. Charles on the other hand, couldn’t believe this all was happening. He had already given up on the game, it was most likely rigged anyways, all he wanted was to cum. Her cunt felt like it was milking him, pleasuring every inch of his cock in a way he’d never felt before, how could he have resisted this for so long!? It was only then that the queen leaned down, her jugs resting on his face “go on dear… have at it.” Charles leaned up, sucking on the right breast, moaning out as he played with the nipple. It wasn’t long, until Charles thrusted his entire length in, cumming hard into the kangaroo’s tight cunt, excess spilling out onto his balls, the kangaroo smiled, before leaning down and sinking her teeth into the ferret.


The whole transformation took about two minutes, but for Charles it felt like an eternity. Horrible cracks could be heard along his spine as his whole body stretched out as well as pushing out into his changing tail, his skull cracking apart and restructuring itself into a more marsupial nature. His legs shifting and moving apart. He could feel his muscles on fire, as they bulged out, pecs and abs ending up like a bodybuilder’s, and biceps men could only dream of. Meanwhile, looking down, his cock was extending, disforming and becoming a strange shade of pink, and began to look like a tentacle, although not prehensile… the strangest transformation though, was the feeling of his sack tightening, more and more, until he looked down, his balls above his cock. The last transformation was a simple change of fur color, going from its usual gray to a pale tan. 
With that, the change was complete, the king coming in, already nude “my turn yet?~” he called out, the queen nodding and stepping aside. “w-wait, take it eas-“ before the ferret-kangaroo could even finish, the king jumped forward, holding the other up by the hips “it’s been so long… I just need it so bad~” he said, as he pushed his cock into the other, Charles grunting out in pain as he forced his way in “S-so fucking big~” he moaned out, a hand reaching out and stroking the new cock, while the king ruthlessly shoved into the other “such a slutty hole… I won’t be able to hold long~” “m-my king… please cum in me!” Charles moaned out, pushing against his king, stroking hard. It wasn’t long until the king shoved in balls deep, and shot his load inside. “f-fuck… s-so good~” the king grunted, before pulling out. “now then…. Will you serve your king and queen…?”

“yes, my king” Charles said, smiling.