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M/M, M/F, M/M/F, drug's, transformation, human, raccoon, German shepherd, mink

Just My Life part 1 by Kicking Cabbit

It's been a long time since I've been home. Of course, my parents wouldn't know me even if I were to go. It was eight years ago when I first got mixed up in passion. Passion was this big drug of the time; you can't get a hold of it anymore s good thing really. I was young only eighteen, it was just before gene recoding became big but you know all about that. Back then, I was 5'9" 185 pounds of running machine. I was fast, was offered a scholarship to this big university and everything. Yet I tossed it all away one night at a huge party.

Passion was this blue syrupy like stuff you could put it on pretty much anything. I remember the feeling of every nerve in my body firing at once rippling over me like waves over sand at a beach. Then it would subside, your vision would blur and this unbelievable calm overtook all thought, you would do anything. There were these three dealers there that night. Now I don't know what they said to me, or what I said to them all I know is I went with them that night too this old studio apartment they had were they were making this stuff. After that night I stopped being me stopped being Karsten, it had me and it was not letting go, Days past then weeks, followed months. There was not much to my life back then clean the floors, cook there food, and even give my body to them however they liked. You would think I could have stopped it all I had the opportunity many times. You see there was no reason for me to even try, so long as Passion was in me I didn't care. There names let me see my mind was not in the best condition for thinking back then, I think there names were Stew, Mark and Kiely.

Things got complicated you can't have a large drug operation with out drawling some unwonted attention. I didn't care as long as I had what I wonted, needed. Kiely never enjoyed it, she was the brains behind this show if she had been some complacent boob things would never have gotten done. Just her little pet, doing as she asked with out thought or reason too, that was my life. Some times, I miss that. There is just something in giving your self over to someone that can't be explained in words. Anyway, the authorities were figuring things out and she needed a way to hide her two lackeys and her self.

Gene recoding had just gone public what better way to hide then to become someone else. Changing your looks would have been too simple for her she wanted something more. Wonted her fantasy with out having to take some blue slime, there was a group that had really embraced the idea. She dispended her operation for a year but kept me in my compliant state. It was her choice I did not care I had passion and that's all I needed. I was a fool but I am glad things turned out the way they did. If I was never recoded, I would never have met Sasha or Jeremy so it all works out right well I guess you will tell me when I get to them. As I said a group of people had grabbed on to the idea that, why just use this recoding to change little things like rankles or liver spots why not become something beater then just human.

Thousands were jumping at this; old fetish groups went crazy with different mods. Some set up small towns just out side of large cities others lived as they had before. Kiely picked what we were to become. Stew was spliced with coon; mark a German shepherd, Kiely she picks a mink. As for me, she wanted something different for her pet, something that you would not see if you walked around for weeks. Therefore, she picked two, cat, and rabbit. She went all out on me I was her little pet, she created and controlled like a god. (Egomaniac) After some time passed with us living in a small, recode town she thought it time to fire up again. It was a new time and money had started getting tight. It was so bad for a while they stopped giving it to me, when the first batch finally was ready well they had some fun.

They wanted to know what I would do for just a drop of it. Kiely watched as she did most of the time. Stew grabbed me by the ears and shoved me to the ground he undid he pants and let his semi hard member rest on my muzzle. Then said beg and I did I beg for his cock with that he made me take it all six inches. When I choked, he struck me hard and kicked me had a good laugh about it too. Mark took that time to rip what little clothing I was allowed to ware off then pushed me over the arm of the couch. His k9 sheath bulging, he pulled my tail up lifting me up to his waist height. I was granted some mercy he grabbed hold of some Passion and rubbed on my tail hole.

I could fell it soaking in to me washing over me like an orgasm that's been building for days. I felt him enter me and then leave repeatedly. About half way thru Kiely could watch no more and slid over to me. I was still over the arm of the couch she lay before me grabbed my ears as if they were handles sending pain down the back of my head. She forced my face on to her I did not need her command I knew what she wanted of me and I started to lap at her soft wet folds. My feline tong dragging its rough surface across her most sensitive places, the rhythm of Marks pumping matching my tongue. He went in deep twice then stopped at first I thought he was about to finish it was only then I felt what a knot could do for the first time. Even with the numbing effect of Passion, this was pain like I had never known in my short life. I was being ripped apart.

It swelled even wider then shrank, relief washed over me but I knew it would swell again I braised myself, as it pulsed and the hot fluid spilled into me. I had stopped licking Kiely and she was none too pleased. She struck mark hard demanding to know why he couldn't wait for me to finish her before making me black out. I was still awake but my eyes were closed it had been so intense I had not moved for minuets my own member dripped pre on to the cushions wishing it would get attention but it would not. I did not know then but my time with them was nearly over they never did give me another dose of passion.