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A trade for someone who wishes to remain anonymous.", "writing": "Progress at Any Cost by Pent Ghelsburg\n\nDisclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. They are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. I use them with permission and respect. This work involves underaged characters,transformative, and suggestive content. You have been warned. \t\n\nA flashing green light flickers on the screen. Dark letters populate the screen. \"Formulating response. 1A3698B.\" A woman stares at it. The warning is one that she'd seen countless times. The very same signature error that her machine was yet again malfunctioning. The Labrador woman sighed at it as she wiped her left aw across her face. The heat and stress were getting to her and she was now faced with a looming deadline that she was uncertain could be met.\n\nGriselda was a prominent scientist for a clandestine military project, one denoted as Operation 5Y. The military had been working on it for years with no level of success and she had inherited the ill-fated endeavor when she enlisted with the Research Corps. Now the head scientist on the project, she needed a breakthrough or the inspection would fall short and she would possibly face demerits.\n\nThe woman was a proud one. She'd overseen countless other projects, all of which had passed every stage of review. This time was different…at every stage of Operation 5Y, she'd been met with some level of complications. Now the regimen of injections she had created fell well short of her expectations. Initial testing had not even given the slightest bit of results.\n\nThe Operation in question was heavily invested in by the government. The government had been looking into the idea of developing super soldiers. It was an idea that existed wholly on the precedent of supplements…and extraordinary training. There was no scientific enhancement that had been proven to produce the so-called super soldier.\n\nScientists had told the various lobbyists in the government that it simply wasn't possible. Nothing outside of steroids or protein infusions had proven even remotely successful. Yet the higher-ups just wouldn't hear it. The news of a so-called one-off experiment had been matriculating through the tabloids and had brought interest in Operation 5Y to a fever pitch.\n\nNow with external groups investing in the research group, the project was no longer one that was a one-off. Several failed attempts at producing a successful product had not deterred any of the lobbyists. Griselda was now the lead project developer and had not produced anything of note. All that she'd come up with was a simple injection.\n\nIt was the middle of the week. The scripts on her screen did not bode well. The faulty chemical bonding did very little at first and would remain polarized when introduced with live substances. When exposed to a petry dish of blood, much the same results were given except the molecules of the chemical seemed to encapsulate around the blood cells.\n\nSeeing this through a microscope gave her some amount of hope. She had a mere 2 days before Officer Yorn was to check on her progress. Yorn was one of the few people who had a better understanding of it than she did. The elderly rodent man had impressed the importance of finding success upon her. With but 2 days remaining, she had to go on what she had. \n\nGriselda hated when her work was rushed but there was no denying the results in front of her were more promising than anything she could recall from the project. The Labrador looked at the small needle that sat aside her testing area. She knew she had nothing to test it on as she was inherently against testing on lab animals. Instead, she rested her laurels on willing \"volunteers\" and knew she had to find one who was willing.\n\nThe woman locked up her syringe in a biohazard containment vat. Standard procedures dictated that everything in the project was kept under lock and key. For the most who knew about it, the project was nothing more than additional vaccinations. Griselda had to go about this as discretely as possible or else the whole classified nature of the project would be compromised.\n\nThe Labrador made her way out of the lab and into a containment chamber. Her garments were washed down and she stripped instead of. They treated the whole area as if were a biohazard and she went through the usual rinsing and disposal of her clothes. Once she was out, she was given her office clothing. Her assistants had seen her naked before and the sight of her in her birthday suit was hardly a surprise to them.\n\nEven among her assistants, there was no discussion of the project. They simply nodded to her and kept the same straight face as they always had. Griselda thanked one of her aids and stepped into some fresh clothes. She was glad to be out of the project room as it was always stuffy. To be in a room with air conditioning was refreshing, not to mention it smelt a lot better than the chemical condensed chamber within the testing area.\n\nGriselda padded over to a computer. She had full access to the full docket of base personnel. On the recruitment pages, there was a list of people who were looking for work. The willingness and ability to work was one thing but she needed someone who would be willing to be a guinea pig and also to uphold the highest standards of the project's Non-Disclosure Agreement.\n\nMost of the people she reviewed just didn't have the clearance. Griselda needed Section A security and all of the furs reviewed had way below that. She began to think of an alternative. At this point, she was getting desperate. Her head ached so she decided to head outside for a bit. It had been quite a while since she'd taken a break and she hadn't even eaten lunch yet.\n\nThe Labrador grabbed her lunch bag and headed outside. The sudden change in light caused her to squint a bit. It took her a few moments to adjust but made her way under a nearby tree. The base was a large complex home to many military families. The research facility was just on the outskirts of it where some of the residences were. Looking around she caught glimpses of some cubs who were playing with their friends.\n\nGriselda ate her meal, feeling a bit nostalgic for simpler times as she looked upon them. One of them she recognized, was a young husky puppy who was known by the name of Ryan. The cub was the only son of one of the base generals, General Minker. The woman was a single parent who wasn't rumored to be the most present of parents and had hired the scientist to watch him a few times in the past.\n\nThe Labrador knew him well enough to know what he was like. He was a young boy of 9 years of age with typical interests for boys his age. Ryan was an active cub who hung out with his friends more than his own family due to his mother being absent. From the times Griselda had watched over him, she knew he was a clingy boy as he lacked the much-needed attention from his mother.\n\nThe scientist watched him run around with some of his friends. Ryan was in a superhero get-up similar to the Pupstar one from the popular cartoon show. It seemed he was zooming about in a spandex suit complete with a cape, very similar to the one worn by the fictional hero. An idea popped up in Griselda's head. What if she recruited the boy to be her assistant in her endeavor? Quickly she shook her head as to rid herself of the ridiculous thought.\n\nThe woman continued eating her food. Every so often the wayward thought would make its way into her mind. Delving ever further into its possibility. Even positing that the General herself would agree to it…After all, she wasn't the most diligent of mothers. It was always duty first and Minker was fully aware of the project. After but a short amount of deliberation…she decided it was worth a chance.\n\nGriselda made her way from where she was to the precinct headquarters. HQ was something that most people who lived on the base avoided and the Scientist was no different. But the Labrador was well known enough that she figured she could get an audience if she worked her charms. The woman made her way to the front door where her security card was scanned for entrance.\n\nShe was brought to the reception desk where her purpose was questioned. The fact Griselda was here for classified purposes was enough to back off any of the furs who tried to debrief her. Eventually, she found her way to one of the back officers where General Minker sat at the desk. Her grizzled and grayed fur had showed little upkeep and she eyed the scientist warily.\n\n\"What do ye' want, coat?\" Coat was a military pseudonym for officers in the employ of research and development.\n\nGriselda reached into her pocket, pulling out a small leaflet. \"I wish to discuss the matter of this project with you. I believe I have made a breakthrough.\"\n\nMinker reached over and grabbed the small piece of paper. It was written in code that only the people who were familiar with the project could decipher it. The general looked up at her and smirked.\n\n\"Go on, coat. Get to yer' point.\" She handed the thing back to the woman in front of her.\n\nThe scientist huffed. \"I need a guinea pig and I need someone who won't squeal the details of the project\"\n\n\"I see and who do ye' suggest?\" The general was a woman of little patience and even less free time.\n\nGriselda swallowed. \"I think your son would be perfect. He's young and naïve…we could use him…\"\n\n\"Done. Now leave. I have more pressing matters to attend to than coat concerns.\" Minker turned around in her chair, not seeming to be interested in any further discussion about it.\n\nThe Labrador smirked. It was much easier than she had thought it would be. She figured Minker would blow off the whole thing and she was right. After all the project had met ill-fated ends before. Griselda wasted no time in going to fetch her concoction. She just needed to mix it was something innocent enough that a cub of Ryan's age would partake in.\n\nShe went back to the lab where she mixed it in with a cookie, keeping the dosage low so that she could neutralize it if there were any complications. Once Griselda had lightly sprinkled the treat, she headed back outside. None of her coworkers questioned her as it was against protocol to subvert authority and she was using it to her advantage.\n\nBack outside, she returned to the area where she had seen the cub playing before. Sure enough, he was still there and most of his friends seemed to have vacated the area. Griselda began to approach him, careful to not spook him as the boy knew her only from babysitting him a few times. The moment Ryan saw she was approaching him, he quickly stopped what he was doing and ran over towards her.\n\n\"Aunty, Gris!\" He chirped, calling her that as he often did despite the lack of familial ties.\n\nShe couldn't help but smile at him as the young cub clung to her leg. \"Hiya, Ryan. How'd you like to play a little game?\"\n\n\"A game? What kind of game?\" The husky puppy's tail wagged behind him as he thought about the possibilities of what it could be.\n\nGriselda knelt, still hiding the cookie behind her back. \"How'd you like to be a superhero for real?\"\n\n\"A real superhero? Just like Pupstar? How!?\" The excitable cub hopped in place.\n\nThe scientist took the cookie out from behind her. \"Yup, all you have to do is eat this cookie.\"\n\nThe cub didn't hesitate even a single second, snatching the cookie without delay. After all, like all cubs his age sweets were not something he got very often. Griselda smirked, though part of her still believed this might be a bad idea and that she was deceiving him. However, she also knew she had little choice in the matter and it was better than facing court martial because she did not complete her duty.\n\nRyan smiled at her wiping his snout of the crumbs that remained. \"That was good! Can I go play now?\"\n\n\"Yup, go right ahead. Your little friends are waiting for you. Go make Pupstar proud!\" She decided to keep a close eye on him to gauge if there were any noticeable results.\n\nThe husky boy quickly jolted backward to where the other cubs were. They soon began the same game they were playing before. Griselda watched them from the side as if she was the guardian for all of them, though she kept only a close eye on the General's son. Back and forth they ran with their arms held out to mimic the obvious motions of flight.\n\nThe three of them chuckled, each of them kidding with the other without a care of the world. Soon they took a break, the triad of them huddled up in a corner under a tree where they drank from one of the fountains. Griselda looked over toward them when they stood upright, noticing that Ryan was the biggest of the three of them. He'd always been a small cub but she didn't know how he compared to some of his agemates.\n\nAfter they cooled down a bit, the three boys began to rough house. Griselda had only seen Ryan with his friends a few times before. She had no idea how rowdy was typical. Still, seeing them roll around brought a smile to her face. The husky flopped about in the dirt with a chihuahua boy, the two of them contending for dominance before Ryan ended up on top.\n\nThe husky looked down at the other cub. A toothy grin peeking through his dirty snout. Ryan soon helped the other boy up with the third one looking up at them. Seeing them so close to each other Griselda saw that the husky was a half head higher than the next tallest boy. The husky was the dominant member of the group as both of the other boys appeared weaker than he was.\n\nSoon there was a voice in the distance. A masculine one beckoned to the two brothers who had been playing with Ryan for the last few minutes. It was the two other cubs father and he had been watching them from his yard. Ryan had always been a bit rough with them and it never bothered him but he usually had to step in before things got out of hand.\n\nThe other two boys waved to Ryan who smiled back at his friends. The husky puppy found himself alone for a moment. He stood there idly as if thinking to himself. The husky wasn't entirely sure what to do with himself. His mind was foggy as if he was confused. His clothing felt confining to him, clinging to his body tightly as he stood there alone.\n\nOne of his female friends, a lioness, soon found her way to him. Ryan couldn't help but smile at her. The girl had always been his closest friend, ever since they first entered primary school. Their relationship was platonic, though Griselda sensed there may be something to develop between them in the future. \n\n\"Hey, Tizzy!\" The boy seemed to have a pet name for most of his friends.\n\nThe smaller girl gave him a goofy smile. \"Hi, Ry. Wanna play?\"\n\nThe husky puppy nodded, not wanting to be bored anymore. The two of them trotted off to a nearby lake. Griselda continued to watch them closely. She still saw no signs that her concoction had any effect on the boy. Perhaps her whim that it work work would end in disappointment. She knew she couldn't give up just yet. The woman decided one final test was in order.\n\nQuickly she went back to her lab to make another batch of cookies. This time she was going to expose the little girl as well. She needed more than one test subject. No longer was she going to seek approval…after all Minker had already given her the go-ahead. Duty came first, especially since there didn't appear to be any apparent risk in it since Ryan had shown no immediate symptoms.\n\nThe labrador returned with two cookies this time. Going to the same spot where he had seen the two cubs trot off into the distance. They had made their way to the base on-site lake, a man-made body of water where personnel could take a load off. Griselda heard some splashing coming from that direction and was certain it had to be the two cubs.\n\nUpon arriving at the lake, she found two sets of shoes sitting by the lakeside. Gazing over towards the lake itself, she saw a disturbance in the water. Ryan and the Tizzy were swimming around on their backs, seeming all too comfortable with just lazing about now. Griselda couldn't believe how relaxed the boy was around the girl. It was like he was an entirely different kid.\n\n\"Hey, cubbies. Want some treats?\" The scientist called to them from the shore.\n\nRyan beckoned to Tizzy who was all too keen to follow him. The two of them swam the fastest their bodies would let them. Within moments they were walking out of the water. Neither of them had taken off their shirts. The huskies own shirt rode up on his belly a bit and his shorts clung against his legs. It's almost as if the clothing had shrunk in the water. Standing next to the girl…he was a full head higher than her. Even his shoulders seemed broader.\n\nGriselda shrugged it off as her imagination. He was a growing boy after all…Without even a further thought, she offered the cookies to both of them. These treats had a much higher dose of the concoction. If this didn't work…then nothing would. She believed her entire career rested on this one final and desperate attempt to get some kind of results.\n\nThe lioness and husky snatched the cookies from her. Griselda looked at them as the two cubs devoured them in mere seconds. Both Tizzy and Ryan had big happy smirks on their faces with a few crumbles speckled into their fur around their snouts. The smaller girl reached over to help clean her friend's face of the debris and he was more than happy to allow it, simply giving off that same goofy grin when he was around her.\n\nThe scientist continued to stare at them. There were no immediate results. She was almost certain there was enough of the concoction to elicit something….anything. Her mind began to panic and her heart started to race as the thoughts of what would happen to her if this didn't work. Yet, Griselda tried to hide it. After all, she didn't want to worry about the two cubs who had much simpler things to focus on.\n\nMoments passed, and Griselda sat by a tree pretending to watch them as if she were their guardian. The two cubs had decided to take a load off on a log that had fallen, treating it as a makeshift bench. Suddenly, Ryan giggled as if for no reason. A sensation rocked his body causing him to laugh as if it was tickling him. Tizzy looked over at him, seeming concerned about this sudden fit.\n\nGriselda looked over at him. The boy's clothing was now pressed against his body. The fabric stretched and was to the point where it barely hung on. Some tears were beginning to show around the seems. It was almost as if he was getting….bigger. The scientist gazed over the two of them comparing Ryan to the girl next to him, his body mass tearing through the fabric bit by bit.\n\nWithin moments, the remainder of his shirt tore through the seems. What was left of it, was partitioned off into. His arms filled out as the sleeves, keeping them from falling down the length of his appendages. Ryan continued to laugh as the titillating feeling in his form was becoming overbearing. Tizzy reached over to him, now taking great concern for what was happening to her friend before her eyes.\n\nGriselda's eyes grew wide. It was all too apparent what was happening now. The boy was getting bigger. He easily outsized the little friend next to him. His body was continuing to fill out as if it were maturing. His formerly lithe form was fleshed out into a more athletic one. There wasn't much musculature to him but there was a much more defined one.\n\nSoon the girl too began laughing uncontrollably. Griselda looked at her in interest, fearing the same would happen to her. She was still noticeably smaller than her friend. Within moments her own body began to enlarge, her form filling out little by little. The jumper top and bloomer bottoms she was wearing did very little to hide her quickly maturing body.\n\nThe scientist continued to look on with awe. Nowhere in her right mind did she expect these results. Nothing in her studies did it indicate aging would be a factor and yet here it was happening right before her. The lioness slowly crept up, further and further her own bodily blossoming out with bosom and all. Her own body did very little to contain her form as she tore through it, just as her friend did moments before.\n\nTizzy's eyes and body steadily widened out and took a more feminine shape. Her now mostly naked form sat before the boy in front of her. Ryan's focus remained fixated on her, taking a new interest in his friend. He slowly took his hand and rubbed it along the side of her arm and elbow. Griselda knew the look in his eye…the look of adoration and affection was all too apparent.\n\nNeither of them seemed to be that concerned about the fact they were being watched. Their gazes equally met upon one another. It was almost as if they were in love. Soon they leaned forward, their lips met against one another. The husky teen wrapped his arms around his beloved who in turn did the same. Griselda looked on at them, letting out a soft \"Aww….\" As she thought it was sweet.\n\nNot long after they broke the kiss. The two of them joined hands. The fact they were still without much clothing didn't seem to bother them. It was as if there was no one else in the world but them. Soon they began walking off, still holding hands like the long forlorn lovers would do. The scientist watched as they walked into the distance without a care in the world.\n\nGriselda was now left with her thoughts. The situation had spun out of control rather quickly. It was apparent the concoction did have some effect on the two, though it wasn't quite what she had planned. Now she had some explaining to do to Minker and the girl's parents. She would have to report the incident and didn't exactly know how that would turn out.\n\nShe made her way back to the precinct headquarters. The labrador found that the general had left but wrote an incident report for her review. Later she would find out and much to the scientist's shock, Minker wasn't upset. The findings in the concoction had renewed her interest in the project. The so-called incident with her son and his star-crossed lover didn't seem to matter much to her.\n\nThe woman would return to work. She would never speak of the incident to her colleagues. Sure, there was a small amount of success present in it but part of her felt guilty that she'd stripped the childhood away from these two cubs. Of course…this was soon pushed under the rug when work resumed and her sense of duty overtook any maternal instincts. After all…in her mind, Science and responsibility trumped all else.\n\nAs for Ryan and Tizzy, they continued walking together away from Griselda. It was the first time they'd been alone all day and their renewed interest in each other had exemplified things. The husky teen had an innate desire to show off for her. For some reason, he felt like he hadn't proven herself. A sense of uncertainty was surrounding his newfound affection for her.\n\nThe boy decided to take her to the gym on base. In his mind, he'd always been a bit of a gym rat, even if it wasn't the case. The two of them padded off together with Tizzy following along, unsure of where her friend was taking her. Soon she found out, finding herself in the musty environment of the base gym. They made their way through the front entrance.\n\nThe gym was nothing special as the military had not spent a lot of money on it. As such the equipment was old and much of it was outdated. The moment they entered into it they were hit by the smell of musty air mixed with an array of body odors. The receptionist at the desk was an old man who didn't much care to check identification. They made their way past him and through the facility.\n\nInside the place was buzzing with activity. The occasional slam of weights against each other made a constant clanging noise that would bother anyone who wasn't used to it. The fact they were still mostly naked, attracted some awry stares and the two of them didn't seem bothered by it. Some signs indicated a changing room in the back.\n\nBoth of them took advantage of it, changing into gym-appropriate clothes. After they were done, Ryan took Tizzy back onto the main floor. A butterfly press machine was open and it was the closest thing to where they were coming from. The husky boy sat down and motioned for his friend to move away so the equipment didn't hit her.\nImmediately he began working his arms. She looked on in awe as the muscles in his upper and lower portions flexed. The lioness couldn't help but reach out, stroking his arm as if she were a fangirl of his. Ryan couldn't help but smirk as she supplicated his limb. He continued for a bit, going on for 50 repetitions before giving into a bit of fatigue.\n\n\"Wow…you're so strong!\" She said with the same adoring sparkle in her eyes.\n\nRyan couldn't help but smirk, only feeling further compelled to keep going. He got up, luring her to join him on the next available machine, a leg press. He sat down on top of it, quickly pulling her on top of him. Tizzy found herself on the boy's lap, a light red fuse blushing across her face. Soon she felt herself being pushed up and down as the husky worked his legs up for a few sets.\n\nTizzy smiled at him. The glimmer of adoration in her eyes had only seemed to grow brighter over. She leaned in and kissed him again and Ryan was all too glad to return the affection. The girl ran her hands along his torso as if to feel his muscles. There wasn't much form to him, he was lean but athletic. Still, there was enough definition to tantalize her touch.\n\nThe husky eased her up off him. As much as he enjoyed her touch, there was still one more thing he wanted to do. He led her over to where the benches were. A set of barbells and lifting weights was already there. Of course, Tizzy willingly followed him, with her eyes still focused on her beloved. She knelt to his side, just so that she could be closer to him.\n\nWithout delay, Ryan began lifting the barbells. His chest steadily rose and depressed along with each of his lifts. Once again, Tizzy reached out to stroke his body. Her hands ran along the bare upper portion of his athletic form. Running her fingers along the lines of what muscles he did heave. It took every ounce of Ryan's self-control to not chuckle as she inadvertently tickled him.\n\nWhen he finished he reached over to passionately kiss her. It was the longest kiss they had shared all day. They even went as far as to explore each other's mouths a bit, still holding hands as if they'd never broken the embrace. Some of the other patrons looked at them, smiling at the star-crossed lovers. The whole show of affection hadn't made the situation any weirder for them than it already was.\n\nRyan and Tizzy made their way out of the gym. The short stint at the athletic center had only further endeared the lioness to him. They were very much in love now and there was nothing anyone could do to change that. Looking at her once again, Ryan couldn't help but still a little uncertain about himself. He believed he loved her but did he understand what that meant?\n\nAs they walked away together the thoughts swirled in his mind. The constant squeeze of his hand reminded him that she was still right beside him. The ever-fluttering of butterflies in his stomach made him feel things he had only begun to understand. The strange sense of warmth and satisfaction that came from her. Slowly things would start to make sense…with time.\n\nThe two would become boyfriend and girlfriend. They would remain close, forever locked at one another's sides. Their parents would be all too happy if their renewed independence gave them their freedom back. No longer did they have to worry about needy cubs, instead replaced with teens who needed a bit of space….except their newfound loves. And that….they were all too willing to provide.", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "Progress at Any Cost by Pent Ghelsburg

Disclaimer: The characters depicted in this work are purely fictional. Any resemblance to persons alive or dead is purely coincidental. They are the original and rightful intellectual property of their creators. I use them with permission and respect. This work involves underaged characters,transformative, and suggestive content. You have been warned. \t

A flashing green light flickers on the screen. Dark letters populate the screen. "Formulating response. 1A3698B." A woman stares at it. The warning is one that she'd seen countless times. The very same signature error that her machine was yet again malfunctioning. The Labrador woman sighed at it as she wiped her left aw across her face. The heat and stress were getting to her and she was now faced with a looming deadline that she was uncertain could be met.

Griselda was a prominent scientist for a clandestine military project, one denoted as Operation 5Y. The military had been working on it for years with no level of success and she had inherited the ill-fated endeavor when she enlisted with the Research Corps. Now the head scientist on the project, she needed a breakthrough or the inspection would fall short and she would possibly face demerits.

The woman was a proud one. She'd overseen countless other projects, all of which had passed every stage of review. This time was different…at every stage of Operation 5Y, she'd been met with some level of complications. Now the regimen of injections she had created fell well short of her expectations. Initial testing had not even given the slightest bit of results.

The Operation in question was heavily invested in by the government. The government had been looking into the idea of developing super soldiers. It was an idea that existed wholly on the precedent of supplements…and extraordinary training. There was no scientific enhancement that had been proven to produce the so-called super soldier.

Scientists had told the various lobbyists in the government that it simply wasn't possible. Nothing outside of steroids or protein infusions had proven even remotely successful. Yet the higher-ups just wouldn't hear it. The news of a so-called one-off experiment had been matriculating through the tabloids and had brought interest in Operation 5Y to a fever pitch.

Now with external groups investing in the research group, the project was no longer one that was a one-off. Several failed attempts at producing a successful product had not deterred any of the lobbyists. Griselda was now the lead project developer and had not produced anything of note. All that she'd come up with was a simple injection.

It was the middle of the week. The scripts on her screen did not bode well. The faulty chemical bonding did very little at first and would remain polarized when introduced with live substances. When exposed to a petry dish of blood, much the same results were given except the molecules of the chemical seemed to encapsulate around the blood cells.

Seeing this through a microscope gave her some amount of hope. She had a mere 2 days before Officer Yorn was to check on her progress. Yorn was one of the few people who had a better understanding of it than she did. The elderly rodent man had impressed the importance of finding success upon her. With but 2 days remaining, she had to go on what she had.

Griselda hated when her work was rushed but there was no denying the results in front of her were more promising than anything she could recall from the project. The Labrador looked at the small needle that sat aside her testing area. She knew she had nothing to test it on as she was inherently against testing on lab animals. Instead, she rested her laurels on willing "volunteers" and knew she had to find one who was willing.

The woman locked up her syringe in a biohazard containment vat. Standard procedures dictated that everything in the project was kept under lock and key. For the most who knew about it, the project was nothing more than additional vaccinations. Griselda had to go about this as discretely as possible or else the whole classified nature of the project would be compromised.

The Labrador made her way out of the lab and into a containment chamber. Her garments were washed down and she stripped instead of. They treated the whole area as if were a biohazard and she went through the usual rinsing and disposal of her clothes. Once she was out, she was given her office clothing. Her assistants had seen her naked before and the sight of her in her birthday suit was hardly a surprise to them.

Even among her assistants, there was no discussion of the project. They simply nodded to her and kept the same straight face as they always had. Griselda thanked one of her aids and stepped into some fresh clothes. She was glad to be out of the project room as it was always stuffy. To be in a room with air conditioning was refreshing, not to mention it smelt a lot better than the chemical condensed chamber within the testing area.

Griselda padded over to a computer. She had full access to the full docket of base personnel. On the recruitment pages, there was a list of people who were looking for work. The willingness and ability to work was one thing but she needed someone who would be willing to be a guinea pig and also to uphold the highest standards of the project's Non-Disclosure Agreement.

Most of the people she reviewed just didn't have the clearance. Griselda needed Section A security and all of the furs reviewed had way below that. She began to think of an alternative. At this point, she was getting desperate. Her head ached so she decided to head outside for a bit. It had been quite a while since she'd taken a break and she hadn't even eaten lunch yet.

The Labrador grabbed her lunch bag and headed outside. The sudden change in light caused her to squint a bit. It took her a few moments to adjust but made her way under a nearby tree. The base was a large complex home to many military families. The research facility was just on the outskirts of it where some of the residences were. Looking around she caught glimpses of some cubs who were playing with their friends.

Griselda ate her meal, feeling a bit nostalgic for simpler times as she looked upon them. One of them she recognized, was a young husky puppy who was known by the name of Ryan. The cub was the only son of one of the base generals, General Minker. The woman was a single parent who wasn't rumored to be the most present of parents and had hired the scientist to watch him a few times in the past.

The Labrador knew him well enough to know what he was like. He was a young boy of 9 years of age with typical interests for boys his age. Ryan was an active cub who hung out with his friends more than his own family due to his mother being absent. From the times Griselda had watched over him, she knew he was a clingy boy as he lacked the much-needed attention from his mother.

The scientist watched him run around with some of his friends. Ryan was in a superhero get-up similar to the Pupstar one from the popular cartoon show. It seemed he was zooming about in a spandex suit complete with a cape, very similar to the one worn by the fictional hero. An idea popped up in Griselda's head. What if she recruited the boy to be her assistant in her endeavor? Quickly she shook her head as to rid herself of the ridiculous thought.

The woman continued eating her food. Every so often the wayward thought would make its way into her mind. Delving ever further into its possibility. Even positing that the General herself would agree to it…After all, she wasn't the most diligent of mothers. It was always duty first and Minker was fully aware of the project. After but a short amount of deliberation…she decided it was worth a chance.

Griselda made her way from where she was to the precinct headquarters. HQ was something that most people who lived on the base avoided and the Scientist was no different. But the Labrador was well known enough that she figured she could get an audience if she worked her charms. The woman made her way to the front door where her security card was scanned for entrance.

She was brought to the reception desk where her purpose was questioned. The fact Griselda was here for classified purposes was enough to back off any of the furs who tried to debrief her. Eventually, she found her way to one of the back officers where General Minker sat at the desk. Her grizzled and grayed fur had showed little upkeep and she eyed the scientist warily.

"What do ye' want, coat?" Coat was a military pseudonym for officers in the employ of research and development.

Griselda reached into her pocket, pulling out a small leaflet. "I wish to discuss the matter of this project with you. I believe I have made a breakthrough."

Minker reached over and grabbed the small piece of paper. It was written in code that only the people who were familiar with the project could decipher it. The general looked up at her and smirked.

"Go on, coat. Get to yer' point." She handed the thing back to the woman in front of her.

The scientist huffed. "I need a guinea pig and I need someone who won't squeal the details of the project"

"I see and who do ye' suggest?" The general was a woman of little patience and even less free time.

Griselda swallowed. "I think your son would be perfect. He's young and naïve…we could use him…"

"Done. Now leave. I have more pressing matters to attend to than coat concerns." Minker turned around in her chair, not seeming to be interested in any further discussion about it.

The Labrador smirked. It was much easier than she had thought it would be. She figured Minker would blow off the whole thing and she was right. After all the project had met ill-fated ends before. Griselda wasted no time in going to fetch her concoction. She just needed to mix it was something innocent enough that a cub of Ryan's age would partake in.

She went back to the lab where she mixed it in with a cookie, keeping the dosage low so that she could neutralize it if there were any complications. Once Griselda had lightly sprinkled the treat, she headed back outside. None of her coworkers questioned her as it was against protocol to subvert authority and she was using it to her advantage.

Back outside, she returned to the area where she had seen the cub playing before. Sure enough, he was still there and most of his friends seemed to have vacated the area. Griselda began to approach him, careful to not spook him as the boy knew her only from babysitting him a few times. The moment Ryan saw she was approaching him, he quickly stopped what he was doing and ran over towards her.

"Aunty, Gris!" He chirped, calling her that as he often did despite the lack of familial ties.

She couldn't help but smile at him as the young cub clung to her leg. "Hiya, Ryan. How'd you like to play a little game?"

"A game? What kind of game?" The husky puppy's tail wagged behind him as he thought about the possibilities of what it could be.

Griselda knelt, still hiding the cookie behind her back. "How'd you like to be a superhero for real?"

"A real superhero? Just like Pupstar? How!?" The excitable cub hopped in place.

The scientist took the cookie out from behind her. "Yup, all you have to do is eat this cookie."

The cub didn't hesitate even a single second, snatching the cookie without delay. After all, like all cubs his age sweets were not something he got very often. Griselda smirked, though part of her still believed this might be a bad idea and that she was deceiving him. However, she also knew she had little choice in the matter and it was better than facing court martial because she did not complete her duty.

Ryan smiled at her wiping his snout of the crumbs that remained. "That was good! Can I go play now?"

"Yup, go right ahead. Your little friends are waiting for you. Go make Pupstar proud!" She decided to keep a close eye on him to gauge if there were any noticeable results.

The husky boy quickly jolted backward to where the other cubs were. They soon began the same game they were playing before. Griselda watched them from the side as if she was the guardian for all of them, though she kept only a close eye on the General's son. Back and forth they ran with their arms held out to mimic the obvious motions of flight.

The three of them chuckled, each of them kidding with the other without a care of the world. Soon they took a break, the triad of them huddled up in a corner under a tree where they drank from one of the fountains. Griselda looked over toward them when they stood upright, noticing that Ryan was the biggest of the three of them. He'd always been a small cub but she didn't know how he compared to some of his agemates.

After they cooled down a bit, the three boys began to rough house. Griselda had only seen Ryan with his friends a few times before. She had no idea how rowdy was typical. Still, seeing them roll around brought a smile to her face. The husky flopped about in the dirt with a chihuahua boy, the two of them contending for dominance before Ryan ended up on top.

The husky looked down at the other cub. A toothy grin peeking through his dirty snout. Ryan soon helped the other boy up with the third one looking up at them. Seeing them so close to each other Griselda saw that the husky was a half head higher than the next tallest boy. The husky was the dominant member of the group as both of the other boys appeared weaker than he was.

Soon there was a voice in the distance. A masculine one beckoned to the two brothers who had been playing with Ryan for the last few minutes. It was the two other cubs father and he had been watching them from his yard. Ryan had always been a bit rough with them and it never bothered him but he usually had to step in before things got out of hand.

The other two boys waved to Ryan who smiled back at his friends. The husky puppy found himself alone for a moment. He stood there idly as if thinking to himself. The husky wasn't entirely sure what to do with himself. His mind was foggy as if he was confused. His clothing felt confining to him, clinging to his body tightly as he stood there alone.

One of his female friends, a lioness, soon found her way to him. Ryan couldn't help but smile at her. The girl had always been his closest friend, ever since they first entered primary school. Their relationship was platonic, though Griselda sensed there may be something to develop between them in the future.

"Hey, Tizzy!" The boy seemed to have a pet name for most of his friends.

The smaller girl gave him a goofy smile. "Hi, Ry. Wanna play?"

The husky puppy nodded, not wanting to be bored anymore. The two of them trotted off to a nearby lake. Griselda continued to watch them closely. She still saw no signs that her concoction had any effect on the boy. Perhaps her whim that it work work would end in disappointment. She knew she couldn't give up just yet. The woman decided one final test was in order.

Quickly she went back to her lab to make another batch of cookies. This time she was going to expose the little girl as well. She needed more than one test subject. No longer was she going to seek approval…after all Minker had already given her the go-ahead. Duty came first, especially since there didn't appear to be any apparent risk in it since Ryan had shown no immediate symptoms.

The labrador returned with two cookies this time. Going to the same spot where he had seen the two cubs trot off into the distance. They had made their way to the base on-site lake, a man-made body of water where personnel could take a load off. Griselda heard some splashing coming from that direction and was certain it had to be the two cubs.

Upon arriving at the lake, she found two sets of shoes sitting by the lakeside. Gazing over towards the lake itself, she saw a disturbance in the water. Ryan and the Tizzy were swimming around on their backs, seeming all too comfortable with just lazing about now. Griselda couldn't believe how relaxed the boy was around the girl. It was like he was an entirely different kid.

"Hey, cubbies. Want some treats?" The scientist called to them from the shore.

Ryan beckoned to Tizzy who was all too keen to follow him. The two of them swam the fastest their bodies would let them. Within moments they were walking out of the water. Neither of them had taken off their shirts. The huskies own shirt rode up on his belly a bit and his shorts clung against his legs. It's almost as if the clothing had shrunk in the water. Standing next to the girl…he was a full head higher than her. Even his shoulders seemed broader.

Griselda shrugged it off as her imagination. He was a growing boy after all…Without even a further thought, she offered the cookies to both of them. These treats had a much higher dose of the concoction. If this didn't work…then nothing would. She believed her entire career rested on this one final and desperate attempt to get some kind of results.

The lioness and husky snatched the cookies from her. Griselda looked at them as the two cubs devoured them in mere seconds. Both Tizzy and Ryan had big happy smirks on their faces with a few crumbles speckled into their fur around their snouts. The smaller girl reached over to help clean her friend's face of the debris and he was more than happy to allow it, simply giving off that same goofy grin when he was around her.

The scientist continued to stare at them. There were no immediate results. She was almost certain there was enough of the concoction to elicit something….anything. Her mind began to panic and her heart started to race as the thoughts of what would happen to her if this didn't work. Yet, Griselda tried to hide it. After all, she didn't want to worry about the two cubs who had much simpler things to focus on.

Moments passed, and Griselda sat by a tree pretending to watch them as if she were their guardian. The two cubs had decided to take a load off on a log that had fallen, treating it as a makeshift bench. Suddenly, Ryan giggled as if for no reason. A sensation rocked his body causing him to laugh as if it was tickling him. Tizzy looked over at him, seeming concerned about this sudden fit.

Griselda looked over at him. The boy's clothing was now pressed against his body. The fabric stretched and was to the point where it barely hung on. Some tears were beginning to show around the seems. It was almost as if he was getting….bigger. The scientist gazed over the two of them comparing Ryan to the girl next to him, his body mass tearing through the fabric bit by bit.

Within moments, the remainder of his shirt tore through the seems. What was left of it, was partitioned off into. His arms filled out as the sleeves, keeping them from falling down the length of his appendages. Ryan continued to laugh as the titillating feeling in his form was becoming overbearing. Tizzy reached over to him, now taking great concern for what was happening to her friend before her eyes.

Griselda's eyes grew wide. It was all too apparent what was happening now. The boy was getting bigger. He easily outsized the little friend next to him. His body was continuing to fill out as if it were maturing. His formerly lithe form was fleshed out into a more athletic one. There wasn't much musculature to him but there was a much more defined one.

Soon the girl too began laughing uncontrollably. Griselda looked at her in interest, fearing the same would happen to her. She was still noticeably smaller than her friend. Within moments her own body began to enlarge, her form filling out little by little. The jumper top and bloomer bottoms she was wearing did very little to hide her quickly maturing body.

The scientist continued to look on with awe. Nowhere in her right mind did she expect these results. Nothing in her studies did it indicate aging would be a factor and yet here it was happening right before her. The lioness slowly crept up, further and further her own bodily blossoming out with bosom and all. Her own body did very little to contain her form as she tore through it, just as her friend did moments before.

Tizzy's eyes and body steadily widened out and took a more feminine shape. Her now mostly naked form sat before the boy in front of her. Ryan's focus remained fixated on her, taking a new interest in his friend. He slowly took his hand and rubbed it along the side of her arm and elbow. Griselda knew the look in his eye…the look of adoration and affection was all too apparent.

Neither of them seemed to be that concerned about the fact they were being watched. Their gazes equally met upon one another. It was almost as if they were in love. Soon they leaned forward, their lips met against one another. The husky teen wrapped his arms around his beloved who in turn did the same. Griselda looked on at them, letting out a soft "Aww…." As she thought it was sweet.

Not long after they broke the kiss. The two of them joined hands. The fact they were still without much clothing didn't seem to bother them. It was as if there was no one else in the world but them. Soon they began walking off, still holding hands like the long forlorn lovers would do. The scientist watched as they walked into the distance without a care in the world.

Griselda was now left with her thoughts. The situation had spun out of control rather quickly. It was apparent the concoction did have some effect on the two, though it wasn't quite what she had planned. Now she had some explaining to do to Minker and the girl's parents. She would have to report the incident and didn't exactly know how that would turn out.

She made her way back to the precinct headquarters. The labrador found that the general had left but wrote an incident report for her review. Later she would find out and much to the scientist's shock, Minker wasn't upset. The findings in the concoction had renewed her interest in the project. The so-called incident with her son and his star-crossed lover didn't seem to matter much to her.

The woman would return to work. She would never speak of the incident to her colleagues. Sure, there was a small amount of success present in it but part of her felt guilty that she'd stripped the childhood away from these two cubs. Of course…this was soon pushed under the rug when work resumed and her sense of duty overtook any maternal instincts. After all…in her mind, Science and responsibility trumped all else.

As for Ryan and Tizzy, they continued walking together away from Griselda. It was the first time they'd been alone all day and their renewed interest in each other had exemplified things. The husky teen had an innate desire to show off for her. For some reason, he felt like he hadn't proven herself. A sense of uncertainty was surrounding his newfound affection for her.

The boy decided to take her to the gym on base. In his mind, he'd always been a bit of a gym rat, even if it wasn't the case. The two of them padded off together with Tizzy following along, unsure of where her friend was taking her. Soon she found out, finding herself in the musty environment of the base gym. They made their way through the front entrance.

The gym was nothing special as the military had not spent a lot of money on it. As such the equipment was old and much of it was outdated. The moment they entered into it they were hit by the smell of musty air mixed with an array of body odors. The receptionist at the desk was an old man who didn't much care to check identification. They made their way past him and through the facility.

Inside the place was buzzing with activity. The occasional slam of weights against each other made a constant clanging noise that would bother anyone who wasn't used to it. The fact they were still mostly naked, attracted some awry stares and the two of them didn't seem bothered by it. Some signs indicated a changing room in the back.

Both of them took advantage of it, changing into gym-appropriate clothes. After they were done, Ryan took Tizzy back onto the main floor. A butterfly press machine was open and it was the closest thing to where they were coming from. The husky boy sat down and motioned for his friend to move away so the equipment didn't hit her.
Immediately he began working his arms. She looked on in awe as the muscles in his upper and lower portions flexed. The lioness couldn't help but reach out, stroking his arm as if she were a fangirl of his. Ryan couldn't help but smirk as she supplicated his limb. He continued for a bit, going on for 50 repetitions before giving into a bit of fatigue.

"Wow…you're so strong!" She said with the same adoring sparkle in her eyes.

Ryan couldn't help but smirk, only feeling further compelled to keep going. He got up, luring her to join him on the next available machine, a leg press. He sat down on top of it, quickly pulling her on top of him. Tizzy found herself on the boy's lap, a light red fuse blushing across her face. Soon she felt herself being pushed up and down as the husky worked his legs up for a few sets.

Tizzy smiled at him. The glimmer of adoration in her eyes had only seemed to grow brighter over. She leaned in and kissed him again and Ryan was all too glad to return the affection. The girl ran her hands along his torso as if to feel his muscles. There wasn't much form to him, he was lean but athletic. Still, there was enough definition to tantalize her touch.

The husky eased her up off him. As much as he enjoyed her touch, there was still one more thing he wanted to do. He led her over to where the benches were. A set of barbells and lifting weights was already there. Of course, Tizzy willingly followed him, with her eyes still focused on her beloved. She knelt to his side, just so that she could be closer to him.

Without delay, Ryan began lifting the barbells. His chest steadily rose and depressed along with each of his lifts. Once again, Tizzy reached out to stroke his body. Her hands ran along the bare upper portion of his athletic form. Running her fingers along the lines of what muscles he did heave. It took every ounce of Ryan's self-control to not chuckle as she inadvertently tickled him.

When he finished he reached over to passionately kiss her. It was the longest kiss they had shared all day. They even went as far as to explore each other's mouths a bit, still holding hands as if they'd never broken the embrace. Some of the other patrons looked at them, smiling at the star-crossed lovers. The whole show of affection hadn't made the situation any weirder for them than it already was.

Ryan and Tizzy made their way out of the gym. The short stint at the athletic center had only further endeared the lioness to him. They were very much in love now and there was nothing anyone could do to change that. Looking at her once again, Ryan couldn't help but still a little uncertain about himself. He believed he loved her but did he understand what that meant?

As they walked away together the thoughts swirled in his mind. The constant squeeze of his hand reminded him that she was still right beside him. The ever-fluttering of butterflies in his stomach made him feel things he had only begun to understand. The strange sense of warmth and satisfaction that came from her. Slowly things would start to make sense…with time.

The two would become boyfriend and girlfriend. They would remain close, forever locked at one another's sides. Their parents would be all too happy if their renewed independence gave them their freedom back. No longer did they have to worry about needy cubs, instead replaced with teens who needed a bit of space….except their newfound loves. And that….they were all too willing to provide.", "pools_count": 1, "title": "Progress at Any Cost", "deleted": "f", "public": "t", "mimetype": "application/msword", "pagecount": "1", "rating_id": "1", "rating_name": "Mature", "ratings": [ { "content_tag_id": "2", "name": "Nudity", "description": "Nonsexual nudity exposing breasts or genitals (must not show arousal)", "rating_id": "1" } ], "submission_type_id": "12", "type_name": "Writing - Document", "guest_block": "t", "friends_only": "f", "comments_count": "0", "views": "317" }