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Rated adult for minor nudity.", "writing": "Mass Reconcilation: Part 2 by: Pent Ghelsburg\n\nDisclaimer: This story series is the third continuation of my other series. While it is not directly related to the background story of my fursona, it is very early in his life. This story attempts to maintain the scientific realism of my other works. However the basic theme now shifts from something new but not all together different. Let me know if you have any comments, suggestions, or criticisms. I am open to everything so please feel free to leave me a message!\n\n“The scientific man does not aim at an immediate result.\nHe does not expect his advanced ideas to be readily taken up.\nHis duty is to lay the foundation for those who are to come and point the way.”\nNikola Tesla\n\nChapter 6: Identity Crisis\n\n\tWith each day that turned Samaliel's body transitioned more and more. His hands and feet had finally given way to the same paws that I had grown used to. Samaliel's body had filled out nicely as if he was seemingly active at the gym. A nice musculature hung about him now among his taller stature that continued to creep ever upward as time passed on. His growth, although slow, seemed to continue as he now neared 170cm. Samaliel still had yet to buy new clothing and went about the day normally despite his nudity. Luckily for both of us his fur and sheath covered his teenhood.\n\n\tOne afternoon I found Samaliel eating meagerly through leftovers for lunch. He seemed lost in thought and I decided to pick his mind. Sitting down across from him, I looked over at him as I haunched on my knees to get a better look. Seeing that I joined him he decided to entertain my company. “What's up?” He asked looking at me curiously. “It just looks like you have something on your mind. Care to share?” Having lived with him as long as I had, it was easy enough to see when something was bothering him.\n\n\t“Well although we seem to have achieved the goal of making me older it hasn't fixed the problem of our finances.” Samaliel was right, the issue certainly hadn't resolved itself. “You need a job.” I piped back at him. Samaliel hadn't forgot about this issue but he lacked experience among other things. Samaliel suggested a unique idea. “Perhaps if we created an identity that I could easily pull off with out employers having to question it?” Samaliel had a point but I wasn't fully aware of what he was getting it. My uncertainty gave me away as he continued to explain.\n\n\t“If we use the skills I already have and create an identity based on that, then I could get a job more easily.” Samaliel's idea was interesting. He had a point without a different name they could easily research his lack of background. But stealing an identity was out of the question so this solution would have to do. After discussing it for a while we decided that information technology was the best route. Samaliel only really had experience with computers and was very tech savvy so it made sense. We decided to ploy him as a recent college graduate to alleviate the need for a background check.\n\n\tWe would need to call an old friend to create a reliable reference list. The conversation would prove to be a rough one. Through my higher pitched voice it took some convincing before I could persuade him to provide what we needed. Including himself he provided us 5 references and a way to streamline fake references for my brother through a fake email. We then decided together that a new name was not needed. We simply continued to build on his current profile. \n\n\tSamaliel would need to start at the bottom and work his way up. However all that was needed now was to apply for jobs. We agreed that it needed to be local as neither of us understood the intricacies of driving. Samaliel would have to learn later. It could wait since my old car was going nowhere. He made himself a fake ID using photoshop skills. After applying for several jobs all that was left now was to wait and see whether people would be interested in giving him a chance.\n\nChapter 7: The call\n\n\tAlmost a week went by as Samaliel's body continued to grow taller and stronger. Now nearing over 172.5cm he seemingly towered over me more imposing that ever before. He was becoming quite the masculine visage to see. He even started going to the gym in an effort to soothe his restless body and aching bones. As with all growth spurts his body continued to experience growing pains and he still was showing no sign of stopping.\n\n\tA call came in one day for Samaliel. I looked over at him hoping for the best. It seemed my anticipation was correct. Given away by his obvious elicitation of leading questions, he looked over at me with a grin. Soon after he hung up the phone he provided me with the details of just what I had suspected. He had landed in interview on the following morning. But a quick frown followed soon thereafter as he looked down at himself.\n\n\t“I don't have any clothes that fit me anymore.” Samaliel was right but we did still have my old clothing which hadn't seen any wear in some time. “Maybe my old clothing will fit you.” We hadn't measured Samaliel in some time but he was seemingly close to my old height now. A quick visit to my room would be in order. Looking through the closet he glanced through for some of my old business attire. Finding a suitable set to go with his now black fur seemed problematic.\n\n\tBlack on black seemed as strange on him as white on white seemed on me. As he pulled out a brown sports jacket and like color slacks he previewed them before me with a tan shirt. They seemed a bit long even at a glance. Gesturing for him to try them on I watched him as he changed into my old garments. They seemed silly on him even over his fur and obvious increased body mass. I was scrawny before but it was obvious the clothing was a little big for him.\n\n\tTaking a look back into the closet Samaliel found a dusty navy blue blazer and matching blue pants in the back. Looking at them I couldn't help but get a sense that they hadn't been worn in sometimes. Sliding out of the tan pieces and replacing them with the blue ones Samaliel smiled as he pulled on the snug fitting clothing. Though they were tight on him, they would have to make do for the interview. Even tight they looked better than the looser fitting tan set he had on before.\n\n\tI could see that Samaliel was nervous despite the sense of anticipation in the air. He had never been to an interview before and wasn't sure what to suspect. I was in no position to offer him any advice but still wanting to console him I decided to try anyways. “Look I know your nervous, but you'll do fine. Just be yourself.” Samaliel looked back over at me with a smile before fastening the blazer and posing for me. “The name's Bond, James Bond.” He chimed in with a chuckle before I cracked a smile at him. \n\n\tHe was always good at breaking awkward moments with his dry humor. If he could do the same in the interview, I had no doubt he could land the job. “Just make sure to lighten up the mood if it feels like your falling short in something.” He just nodded at me before bending over to take off the suit and slacks. Going over to the dresser draw, Samaliel found himself some makeshift clothing to borrow so he didn't have to strut around naked anymore. It was a welcome addition for both of us.\n\nChapter 8: The interview\n\n\tIn the morning I was awoken by Samaliel getting ready for his interview. I couldn't help but notice he looked worried as he shuffled around rushing to make breakfast for us before he left. He hadn't put on the clothing yet but was wearing a large bed shirt around his masculine figure. His tail lifeless behind him, snug up beneath his rear giving away his concern. Even his ears were drawn downward. “Are you alright?” I asked him as I entered the kitchen.\n\n\tHe didn't look back at me obviously trying to hide something. “I'm fine.” His response was more short and abrupt than normal. “Come on if you don't tell me I can't help you.” He looked over at me his ears tearing about showing obvious concern. He appeared to be upset, unsure of how to deal with the new emotion he was feeling. Getting up I went over to him to hug him, feeling that I was still obligated to guide him despite our role reversal.\n\n\tHe looked down at me as I hugged him tightly he pawed at my head ruffling my fur. “It'll be alright, just call me if you need anything alright?” All he needed was that little bit of coaxing before he wiped his eyes and smiled at me. It was soon after the he retired to his room to prepare himself for the upcoming challenge. Returning he was adorned in the navy blue attire which he had borrowed from me and tightly fit against his figure. “Go get em, tiger.” I said to him joking as if I was still the older one. He just smiled back at me before the house for the day.\n\n\tThe rest of the day was boring and fraught with the internal perils of personal strife. I couldn't help but think of how Samaliel would do in the interview. Even in my old life, I had never been that great at interviews. I couldn't even imagine what it was like for him, being thrust into the position that he was in. But I had absolute faith and trust in him busying my mind with other things. Deciding to be positive about the ordeal, I decided to make my brother food for when he returned home as a surprise. I made my way into the kitchen to prepare the meal for when my brother arrived.\n\n\tIt was several hours before he finally opened the door. A smile lined his face as walked into the house smelling the food that I had prepared. The table was already set as he closed the door and joined me at the table. Luckily the food hadn't been taken out of the oven. After serving the food, plates, and utensils I joined him at the table. “How'd it go?” I couldn't help my own curiosity looking over at him with hope and anticipation. “I got the job.” \n\n\tSama couldn't control himself as he got up and cheered. I went over to join him in his little celebration. “Congrats bro, I knew you could do it.” Samaliel smiled down at me before picking me up and spinning me around in the air with little effort. His exuberance was intoxicating and I couldn't help but cry joyful tears. He continued to tell me about the day and how the town had changed. Even his new boss had become a Coyote. We were no longer strangers in a human world. It seemed that the worst of it was behind us all. \t\n\nChapter 9: First day\n\n\tIt wasn't for another week that Samaliel started his new job. With each day the anxiety of starting the new job weighed on his mind. Even more concerning was the fact he still continued to grow in both size and musculature. Peeking now above 175cm Samaliel couldn't fit into the navy blue set that had fit him before. Coming into the kitchen made this abundantly clear when his head topped the previous marks on the entry way. I remarked at his continued growth.\n\n\tNow Samaliel did not resemble a body builder. His was definitely athletic but nothing monstrous or unreal. However his continued growth was not showing any signs of stopping. I didn't think he could grow much more than he had already but the fact of the matter remained that he was still doing so at a fairly minor rate. Eventually he would outgrow even the largest or the clothing I had available in the closet upstairs. \n\n\t“So what do we do about it?” He asked me. I wasn't really sure we could do anything besides hope for the best and wait it out. Another trip to my old wardrobe was in order since the navy attire no longer fit him. Following him upstairs we ventured back into my old closet. This time he found a nice set of gray sports coat and matching slacks. After trying it on, he confirmed that it fit quite nicely. Luckily for both of us, I had a wide variety of formal wear from my past life.\n\n\tThe day finally dawned. The first day of Samaliel's job had arrived. Samaliel got up early in the morning and I was jostled by the noise. I went to check on him, knowing full well what he was doing. Peeking into the door I could see him getting ready. Knocking and entering soon after I approached him to make sure he had everything he needed for his first day. He seemed much more composed than I was expecting. He kissed me on the head before making his way out the door. “Good luck.” I said as he left.\n\n\tI couldn't help but worry about him but I had to trust in his ability to do his job. So long as he didn't exaggerate his ability in the interview, he would fine. Samaliel was not one to be modest and tended to be blunt sometimes. I just hoped he didn't rub off on anyone the wrong way. After all first impressions often are the ones that last the longest. Continuing my day like any other I continued my online Education. Well ahead of my age-mates I was taking high school courses in just about every subject. It consumed much of my time during the week.\n\n\tAfter finishing the classes for the week, I was greeted by Samaliel who had already walked in the door from his day at work. He didn't seem to be flustered, in fact he seemed rather confident. “How did it go?” I couldn't help my childish curiosity. Samaliel smiled back at me before responding. “It went well, they all seem to like me.” Samaliel continued to tell me about the day at work. How everyone around him was a fur like ourselves. It was rather comforting to hear him talk about work in a positive manner.\n\n\tWhat was most interesting was the detail of how everyone at work was also of the canine family. It did seem odd that though everyone turned there was little diversity in species. I didn't consider the notion much. I was simply glad his day had gone well. Everything seemed to be working out well. Before long he would be receiving regular pay checks and our financial woes would alleviate in time. It seemed like the worse was behind us. \n\nChapter 10: Working Man\n\n\tAs time continued to pass work became more normal for Samaliel. Samaliel's growth finally peeked out at a little over 177.5cm. His strength was not overwhelming but he was quite the imposing figure for one who was not used to his figure. He even began going to the gym on a regular basis to cater to his innate superiority in strength. Samaliel's next task would be to try to obtain try to educate himself on the side in a similar manner to the way I was educating myself.\n\n\tSamaliel enrolled online to complete his diploma while working on his college degree at the same time. It would be some time before he completed all of this but the only thing that mattered was that he was doing it. I fully supported his choice in this. The sooner he completed it the better off he'd be in the real world. Work was not as taxing on him as I thought it would be. Seldom did he come home tired and his salary was impressive considering his lack of experience. I was quite curious how he had enticed them into paying him as much as they were. \n\n\tI did not indulge this curiosity and decided to let it be. I assumed it was because Samaliel had told them our situation and that they must have felt bad for us. I certainly had done the same thing in the past and did not want to cause a guilt trip if that was the case. Samaliel had taken over his new mantle with surprising ease. He seemed ready for the task. Most conveniently most of my old clothing fit him now, meaning he didn't need to purchase anything. Some alterations were necessary but nothing that couldn't be fixed with a little help from a tailor.\n\n\tLittle by little the pile on the table began to shrink. The bills began to diminish and our biggest worry seemed behind us. We no longer had to ask our mother for money and that was a reassurance that both parties needed. Samaliel promised to protect me in the same way I had done in the past. Though our roles had changed we had only grown closer as a result of everything that had happened. Truly it was a beautiful thing. ", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Mass Reconcilation: Part 2 by: Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: This story series is the third continuation of my other series. While it is not directly related to the background story of my fursona, it is very early in his life. This story attempts to maintain the scientific realism of my other works. However the basic theme now shifts from something new but not all together different. Let me know if you have any comments, suggestions, or criticisms. I am open to everything so please feel free to leave me a message!

“The scientific man does not aim at an immediate result.
He does not expect his advanced ideas to be readily taken up.
His duty is to lay the foundation for those who are to come and point the way.”
Nikola Tesla

Chapter 6: Identity Crisis

\tWith each day that turned Samaliel's body transitioned more and more. His hands and feet had finally given way to the same paws that I had grown used to. Samaliel's body had filled out nicely as if he was seemingly active at the gym. A nice musculature hung about him now among his taller stature that continued to creep ever upward as time passed on. His growth, although slow, seemed to continue as he now neared 170cm. Samaliel still had yet to buy new clothing and went about the day normally despite his nudity. Luckily for both of us his fur and sheath covered his teenhood.

\tOne afternoon I found Samaliel eating meagerly through leftovers for lunch. He seemed lost in thought and I decided to pick his mind. Sitting down across from him, I looked over at him as I haunched on my knees to get a better look. Seeing that I joined him he decided to entertain my company. “What's up?” He asked looking at me curiously. “It just looks like you have something on your mind. Care to share?” Having lived with him as long as I had, it was easy enough to see when something was bothering him.

\t“Well although we seem to have achieved the goal of making me older it hasn't fixed the problem of our finances.” Samaliel was right, the issue certainly hadn't resolved itself. “You need a job.” I piped back at him. Samaliel hadn't forgot about this issue but he lacked experience among other things. Samaliel suggested a unique idea. “Perhaps if we created an identity that I could easily pull off with out employers having to question it?” Samaliel had a point but I wasn't fully aware of what he was getting it. My uncertainty gave me away as he continued to explain.

\t“If we use the skills I already have and create an identity based on that, then I could get a job more easily.” Samaliel's idea was interesting. He had a point without a different name they could easily research his lack of background. But stealing an identity was out of the question so this solution would have to do. After discussing it for a while we decided that information technology was the best route.  Samaliel only really had experience with computers and was very tech savvy so it made sense. We decided to ploy him as a recent college graduate to alleviate the need for a background check.

\tWe would need to call an old friend to create a reliable reference list. The conversation would prove to be a rough one. Through my higher pitched voice it took some convincing before I could persuade him to provide what we needed. Including himself he provided us 5 references and a way to streamline fake references for my brother through a fake email. We then decided together that a new name was not needed. We simply continued to build on his current profile.

\tSamaliel would need to start at the bottom and work his way up. However all that was needed now was to apply for jobs. We agreed that it needed to be local as neither of us understood the intricacies of driving. Samaliel would have to learn later. It could wait since my old car was going nowhere. He made himself a fake ID using photoshop skills. After applying for several jobs all that was left now was to wait and see whether people would be interested in giving him a chance.

Chapter 7: The call

\tAlmost a week went by as Samaliel's body continued to grow taller and stronger. Now nearing over 172.5cm he seemingly towered over me more imposing that ever before. He was becoming quite the masculine visage to see. He even started going to the gym in an effort to soothe his restless body and aching bones. As with all growth spurts his body continued to experience growing pains and he still was showing no sign of stopping.

\tA call came in one day for Samaliel. I looked over at him hoping for the best. It seemed my anticipation was correct. Given away by his obvious elicitation of leading questions, he looked over at me with a grin. Soon after he hung up the phone he provided me with the details of just what I had suspected. He had landed in interview on the following morning. But a quick frown followed soon thereafter as he looked down at himself.

\t“I don't have any clothes that fit me anymore.” Samaliel was right but we did still have my old clothing which hadn't seen any wear in some time. “Maybe my old clothing will fit you.” We hadn't measured Samaliel in some time but he was seemingly close to my old height now. A quick visit to my room would be in order. Looking through the closet he glanced through for some of my old business attire. Finding a suitable set to go with his now black fur seemed problematic.

\tBlack on black seemed as strange on him as white on white seemed on me. As he pulled out a brown sports jacket and like color slacks he previewed them before me with a tan shirt. They seemed a bit long even at a glance. Gesturing for him to try them on I watched him as he changed into my old garments. They seemed silly on him even over his fur and obvious increased body mass. I was scrawny before but it was obvious the clothing was a little big for him.

\tTaking a look back into the closet Samaliel found a dusty navy blue blazer and matching blue pants in the back. Looking at them I couldn't help but get a sense that they hadn't been worn in sometimes. Sliding out of the tan pieces and replacing them with the blue ones Samaliel smiled as he pulled on the snug fitting clothing. Though they were tight on him, they would have to make do for the interview. Even tight they looked better than the looser fitting tan set he had on before.

\tI could see that Samaliel was nervous despite the sense of anticipation in the air. He had never been to an interview before and wasn't sure what to suspect. I was in no position to offer him any advice but still wanting to console him I decided to try anyways. “Look I know your nervous, but you'll do fine. Just be yourself.” Samaliel looked back over at me with a smile before fastening the blazer and posing for me. “The name's Bond, James Bond.” He chimed in with a chuckle before I cracked a smile at him.

\tHe was always good at breaking awkward moments with his dry humor. If he could do the same in the interview, I had no doubt he could land the job. “Just make sure to lighten up the mood  if it feels like your falling short in something.” He just nodded at me before bending over to take off the suit and slacks. Going over to the dresser draw, Samaliel found himself some makeshift clothing to borrow so he didn't have to strut around naked anymore. It was a welcome addition for both of us.

Chapter 8: The interview

\tIn the morning I was awoken by Samaliel getting ready for his interview. I couldn't help but notice he looked worried as he shuffled around rushing to make breakfast for us before he left. He hadn't put on the clothing yet but was wearing a large bed shirt around his masculine figure. His tail lifeless behind him, snug up beneath his rear giving away his concern. Even his ears were drawn downward. “Are you alright?” I asked him as I entered the kitchen.

\tHe didn't look back at me obviously trying to hide something. “I'm fine.” His response was more short and abrupt than normal. “Come on if you don't tell me I can't help you.” He looked over at me his ears tearing about showing obvious concern. He appeared to be upset, unsure of how to deal with the new emotion he was feeling. Getting up I went over to him to hug him, feeling that I was still obligated to guide him despite our role reversal.

\tHe looked down at me as I hugged him tightly he pawed at my head ruffling my fur. “It'll be alright, just call me if you need anything alright?” All he needed was that little bit of coaxing before he wiped his eyes and smiled at me. It was soon after the he retired to his room to prepare himself for the upcoming challenge. Returning he was adorned in the navy blue attire which he had borrowed from me and tightly fit against his figure. “Go get em, tiger.” I said to him joking as if I was still the older one. He just smiled back at me before the house for the day.

\tThe rest of the day was boring and fraught with the internal perils of personal strife. I couldn't help but think of how Samaliel would do in the interview. Even in my old life, I had never been that great at interviews. I couldn't even imagine what it was like for him, being thrust into the position that he was in. But I had absolute faith and trust in him busying my mind with other things. Deciding to be positive about the ordeal, I decided to make my brother food for when he returned home as a surprise. I made my way into the kitchen to prepare the meal for when my brother arrived.

\tIt was several hours before he finally opened the door. A smile lined his face as walked into the house smelling the food that I had prepared. The table was already set as he closed the door and joined me at the table. Luckily the food hadn't been taken out of the oven. After serving the food, plates, and utensils I joined him at the table. “How'd it go?” I couldn't help my own curiosity looking over at him with hope and anticipation. “I got the job.”

\tSama couldn't control himself as he got up and cheered. I went over to join him in his little celebration. “Congrats bro, I knew you could do it.” Samaliel smiled down at me before picking me up and spinning me around in the air with little effort. His exuberance was intoxicating and I couldn't help but cry joyful tears. He continued to tell me about the day and how the town had changed. Even his new boss had become a Coyote. We were no longer strangers in a human world. It seemed that the worst of it was behind us all. \t

Chapter 9: First day

\tIt wasn't for another week that Samaliel started his new job. With each day the anxiety of starting the new job weighed on his mind. Even more concerning was the fact he still continued to grow in both size and musculature. Peeking now above 175cm Samaliel couldn't fit into the navy blue set that had fit him before. Coming into the kitchen made this abundantly clear when his head topped the previous marks on the entry way. I remarked at his continued growth.

\tNow Samaliel did not resemble a body builder. His was definitely athletic but nothing monstrous or unreal. However his continued growth was not showing any signs of stopping. I didn't think he could grow much more than he had already but the fact of the matter remained that he was still doing so at a fairly minor rate. Eventually he would outgrow even the largest or the clothing I had available in the closet upstairs.

\t“So what do we do about it?” He asked me. I wasn't really sure we could do anything besides hope for the best and wait it out. Another trip to my old wardrobe was in order since the navy attire no longer fit him. Following him upstairs we ventured back into my old closet. This time he found a nice set of gray sports coat and matching slacks. After trying it on, he confirmed that it fit quite nicely. Luckily for both of us, I had a wide variety of formal wear from my past life.

\tThe day finally dawned. The first day of Samaliel's job had arrived. Samaliel got up early in the morning and I was jostled by the noise. I went to check on him, knowing full well what he was doing. Peeking into the door I could see him getting ready. Knocking and entering soon after I approached him to make sure he had everything he needed for his first day. He seemed much more composed than I was expecting. He kissed me on the head before making his way out the door. “Good luck.” I said as he left.

\tI couldn't help but worry about him but I had to trust in his ability to do his job. So long as he didn't exaggerate his ability in the interview, he would fine. Samaliel was not one to be modest and tended to be blunt sometimes. I just hoped he didn't rub off on anyone the wrong way. After all first impressions often are the ones that last the longest. Continuing my day like any other I continued my online Education. Well ahead of my age-mates I was taking high school courses in just about every subject. It consumed much of my time during the week.

\tAfter finishing the classes for the week, I was greeted by Samaliel who had already walked in the door from his day at work. He didn't seem to be flustered, in fact he seemed rather confident. “How did it go?” I couldn't help my childish curiosity. Samaliel smiled back at me before responding. “It went well, they all seem to like me.” Samaliel continued to tell me about the day at work. How everyone around him was a fur like ourselves. It was rather comforting to hear him talk about work in a positive manner.

\tWhat was most interesting was the detail of how everyone at work was also of the canine family. It did seem odd that though everyone turned there was little diversity in species. I didn't consider the notion much. I was simply glad his day had gone well. Everything seemed to be working out well. Before long he would be receiving regular pay checks and our financial woes would alleviate in time. It seemed like the worse was behind us.

Chapter 10: Working Man

\tAs time continued to pass work became more normal for Samaliel. Samaliel's growth finally peeked out at a little over 177.5cm. His strength was not overwhelming but he was quite the imposing figure for one who was not used to his figure. He even began going to the gym on a regular basis to cater to his innate superiority in strength. Samaliel's next task would be to try to obtain try to educate himself on the side in a similar manner to the way I was educating myself.

\tSamaliel enrolled online to complete his diploma while working on his college degree at the same time. It would be some time before he completed all of this but the only thing that mattered was that he was doing it. I fully supported his choice in this. The sooner he completed it the better off he'd be in the real world.  Work was not as taxing on him as I thought it would be. Seldom did he come home tired and his salary was impressive considering his lack of experience. I was quite curious how he had enticed them into paying him as much as they were.

\tI did not indulge this curiosity and decided to let it be. I assumed it was because Samaliel had told them our situation and that they must have felt bad for us. I certainly had done the same thing in the past and did not want to cause a guilt trip if that was the case. Samaliel had taken over his new mantle with surprising ease. He seemed ready for the task. Most conveniently most of my old clothing fit him now, meaning he didn't need to purchase anything. Some alterations were necessary but nothing that couldn't be fixed with a little help from a tailor.

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