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Deliberately crafted divots for your limbs rose from underneath them and latched to the table with loud, piercing hissing, kathunks, and shakes of the table. “I must ensure the chambers are in place.” You see more and more of this mysterious figure as the horrific endeavor goes on. He tucked the button away in the pocket of his lab coat, the same one so perfectly buttoned around his body, hiding every detail. “Now, this may hurt a bit, but I assure you, it's supposed to.” He ducked underneath, tapping, banging, and fiddling with some mechanisms. You turn your head to see exactly what was happening; a metal guard was rising around your upper arms to latch them in place. Even your legs were latched with similar restraints. Long, clear tubes clamped around your limbs, sealing as the vacuum pressure tightened around them.\n\n“This could be done by machine, but I do savor doing this myself.” He hauled over a cart from the shadows. Things were suddenly... colder. As he opened the chamber that held your right arm, he fiddled with something that sounded hard and crunchy. “Remember, this will hurt.” He chuckled and dropped some blistering cold chunks into the chamber. You scream, but it's far too late for that. It's so cold, it feels like it's burning! It's sticking to your skin! “Yes, squirm for me, kitten.” He leans in closer, his jaw entering the light. Pure white fur and a smug little mouth. “It arouses me so.” He cackled as more of the cold things were dumped around your arm, the chill traveling through the rest of your body.\n\n“Allow me to explain. Oh- but don't stop screaming~” He chuckled, as he sealed the chamber and moved on. You've lost all feeling in your arm.\n\n“Tell me, what do you believe dry ice is good for? Party tricks? Very specific medical uses? Well, I discovered another one.” He opened the chamber for your other arm. “I was an amputee surgeon, and they laughed at my proposition that we should use dry ice to kill the limb before surgery. ‘Unethical’ they said. It's efficient. Even then, it leaves room for… implants.” He closed the lid and moved on to your legs. Between the chills that bombarded your body, you catch a glimpse of a bushy white tail. “Besides. You weren't using your limbs for anything useful. You were a waste of space. A basement dwelling lump. What good are those video games going to do you?”\n\nYou couldn't deny that you hadn't achieved much after college, but this? This was uncalled for! The job market was difficult. All those promises about helping you to find a job in your field were a lie and you knew it, but you hoped that maybe there was a chance. As you lost feeling in your other arm, you felt even colder.\n\n“But I decided to do my own science. My own experiments. Those fools in the lab have no idea what they were holding back!” He dumped dry ice onto BOTH of your legs, causing them to tremble and shake. “I will show them that ethics has been holding them back. That so many achievements we haven't yet reached are lost for the lack of a backbone!” He slammed the lids shut. The chill was overwhelming. It was like you were trapped in a freezer, mere minutes of exposure feeling like hours’ worth. “So tell me,” he shoved the cart of dry ice into the dark corner, and leaned into the light, only his lower jaw and covered arms visible.\n\n“Do you like kissing boys?”\n\nWhat kind of a question was that? “I bet you do,” he uttered as he revealed himself to you.\n\nYour eyes shot open in shock, fear… and cringe. No! Not him! you cry inside.\n\n“You're a Boykisser!” he cackled maniacally,\n\nIt was him! There was no mistaking his red blushes, blank black eyes, and distinct smirk. 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You wake up in a haze. What had happened? Maybe a long night at the computer? Maybe you're dreaming. A light pulls you from your stupor, yet blinds you. You gasp, trying to cover your eyes, but you find that your arms are strapped down. And your legs – when you try to struggle, you find you cannot move them. You try to scream, but your mouth is gagged with a very tightly-strapped ball.

“Yes, you have awoken.” A voice echoes from behind you. “I perhaps gave you too much sedative. Oh well, it gave me plenty of time to bring you to my lab and contain you.” A shadowy figure loops around and stands back from the light above you, keeping his identity still hidden. “At last, I have the perfect specimen for my experiment. My friends will love to see this. Smile for the camera~”

What?! A camera?

You look around, slowly adjusting to the blinding flare. Sure enough, there is a camera lense peeking around the edge of the lamp, constantly adjusting itself to focus on you. “There is no escape for you, my little shop of kisses, so allow me to indulge in some evil monologuing.”

You hear the snap of a rubber glove, then another. “For years, I have sought to combine, fuse, and create. After all this time, all those failed experiments, hundreds of hours burying the rejects, I have at last perfected the process.” The figure steps closer, your eyes now mostly adjusted to the light. “For you see, I have a vision. A depraved vision.” A gloved hand grasps the side of the metal table. “And I know how to achieve this vision now.” A glowing red button appeared in the darkness. “I never would have considered it until I read the article online. Who would have thought this would have been the method?” He pressed it.

The table began to shift, splitting from underneath your arms and legs. Deliberately crafted divots for your limbs rose from underneath them and latched to the table with loud, piercing hissing, kathunks, and shakes of the table. “I must ensure the chambers are in place.” You see more and more of this mysterious figure as the horrific endeavor goes on. He tucked the button away in the pocket of his lab coat, the same one so perfectly buttoned around his body, hiding every detail. “Now, this may hurt a bit, but I assure you, it's supposed to.” He ducked underneath, tapping, banging, and fiddling with some mechanisms. You turn your head to see exactly what was happening; a metal guard was rising around your upper arms to latch them in place. Even your legs were latched with similar restraints. Long, clear tubes clamped around your limbs, sealing as the vacuum pressure tightened around them.

“This could be done by machine, but I do savor doing this myself.” He hauled over a cart from the shadows. Things were suddenly... colder. As he opened the chamber that held your right arm, he fiddled with something that sounded hard and crunchy. “Remember, this will hurt.” He chuckled and dropped some blistering cold chunks into the chamber. You scream, but it's far too late for that. It's so cold, it feels like it's burning! It's sticking to your skin! “Yes, squirm for me, kitten.” He leans in closer, his jaw entering the light. Pure white fur and a smug little mouth. “It arouses me so.” He cackled as more of the cold things were dumped around your arm, the chill traveling through the rest of your body.

“Allow me to explain. Oh- but don't stop screaming~” He chuckled, as he sealed the chamber and moved on. You've lost all feeling in your arm.

“Tell me, what do you believe dry ice is good for? Party tricks? Very specific medical uses? Well, I discovered another one.” He opened the chamber for your other arm. “I was an amputee surgeon, and they laughed at my proposition that we should use dry ice to kill the limb before surgery. ‘Unethical’ they said. It's efficient. Even then, it leaves room for… implants.” He closed the lid and moved on to your legs. Between the chills that bombarded your body, you catch a glimpse of a bushy white tail. “Besides. You weren't using your limbs for anything useful. You were a waste of space. A basement dwelling lump. What good are those video games going to do you?”

You couldn't deny that you hadn't achieved much after college, but this? This was uncalled for! The job market was difficult. All those promises about helping you to find a job in your field were a lie and you knew it, but you hoped that maybe there was a chance. As you lost feeling in your other arm, you felt even colder.

“But I decided to do my own science. My own experiments. Those fools in the lab have no idea what they were holding back!” He dumped dry ice onto BOTH of your legs, causing them to tremble and shake. “I will show them that ethics has been holding them back. That so many achievements we haven't yet reached are lost for the lack of a backbone!” He slammed the lids shut. The chill was overwhelming. It was like you were trapped in a freezer, mere minutes of exposure feeling like hours’ worth. “So tell me,” he shoved the cart of dry ice into the dark corner, and leaned into the light, only his lower jaw and covered arms visible.

“Do you like kissing boys?”

What kind of a question was that? “I bet you do,” he uttered as he revealed himself to you.

Your eyes shot open in shock, fear… and cringe. No! Not him! you cry inside.

“You're a Boykisser!” he cackled maniacally,

It was him! There was no mistaking his red blushes, blank black eyes, and distinct smirk. How could this have happened?!

“Hoikisher?!” You shout through your ballgag.

“Indeed, you are~” Boykisser cooed. “But only a recreation, not unlike myself.” He paced around and continued his spiel. “Thanks to my science, I can augment my body with artificial limbs.” He yanked back his sleeve and revealed a pure white furry arm, paws and beans included. Then he pulled back the fur, revealing the animatronics, complete with blinking lights, artificial muscles, and other parts you had no idea how to identify. “I am better! More powerful. I even replaced my head! Myself!”

You would have reacted but it was growing harder and harder to by the second, your body getting colder and numb. Your heartbeat was slow. “And soon you'll be just like me. Once I've frozen your limbs I'll be able to remove them with ease.  Replace them with proper ones.”

Only now do you panic. You use the last of your energy to tug and yank at the restraints, but you're still too weak from the cold. Without use of your arms, you're nothing but a potato. You try to scream, but your voice is so hoarse, dry, and your breath feels cold. “It won't be long now.” Boykisser walks around the table and looks you in the eye. “Count to ten for me.”

You don't even make it to three.


*                               *                               *


You don't know how much time has passed. Your head feels so heavy that you can barely lift it. “Oh…” you moan. Then, you realize it. You're not gagged anymore. “Hey! Ow!” You groan in pain. Your head isn't ready for that yet. Sadly, you're still restrained, but they're not on ice anymore. But why can't you feel them? You try to flex your fingers and find you have one less than before. That and they're larger. No, they're not normal fingers, they have… beans!

You look at your feet, also gone, replaced with paws and white fur. “No…” you whisper. Then, you notice the most obvious thing. The snout that's in your vision! How could you have missed that? “Oh no…”

“Ah, the boy is awake.” Boykisser stepped out of the darkness. “You put on quite a show for my investors. I'm happy to say, I have additional funding.”

“Funding? For what? More freaky experiments like this!?” your head pounds but you don't care. Everything is louder, everything smells more powerful, everything is MORE. Even your voice sounds wrong. More ‘UwUy’ than before.

“No, to figure out how to fix this.” He points to your chest and shows you. Only your limbs have been transplanted, your very normal, out of place, human torso still remained intact. “We are the same, you and I.” He opens his lab coat and shows you the same exact issue on his body. “We are incomplete. Try not to die until I figure it out alright?” He leans in and kisses your furry face.

“You're a Boykisser.”
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