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Chapter 11: A Hunt for West
Jeff emerged from the forest den, breathing in the crisp morning air. Jake and Dave followed close behind, their muscular forms taut with anticipation. Jeff felt a surge of primal energy course through his veins as they stepped into the dappled sunlight.
"You guys ready for this?" Jeff asked, his voice low and husky.
Dave nodded, a predatory gleam in his blue eyes.
"Born ready, coach. Let's hunt this sick bastard down."
Jake pressed close to Jeff's side, nuzzling his neck.
"Together," he murmured.
It had been a week since they had made their excursion into the nearby town. Their raiding of the local cabins had exhausted any potential supplies, and they needed other options. While digging through a trashcan behind a bar one evening, Dave had caught sight of their tormenter - Doctor West. He knew not to pounce on the man immediately and tracked his movements until it was too dangerous to continue.
When he had rejoined his packmates, he filled them in on what he had seen. West had a handful of equipment. It was apparent he was continuing his experiments. Something had to be done, and they decided to handle it themselves.
Jeff's heart swelled with affection and fierce protectiveness. These were his mates now, bound by more than friendship or desire. As one, they began to move through the forest, their steps silent and synchronized.
As they tracked West's trail, the earthy scent of decaying leaves filled Jeff's heightened senses. His mind raced with memories of the doctor's cold eyes and clinical touch as he'd experimented on them. Anger and fear warred within him, but Jeff pushed it down, focusing on the hunt.
"I've got something," Dave whispered, pausing to sniff the air. "Faint, but it's him. This way."
They moved with fluid grace, leaping over fallen logs and weaving between trees. Jeff marveled at how natural it felt, this new strength and agility. Part of him thrilled at the power, even as he mourned what they'd lost.
"Jeff," Jake's voice was barely audible. "What if... what if we can't change back?"
Jeff turned, cupping Jake's face gently.
"Then we remain the family we are now. Nothing can take that away from us."
Dave's paw squeezed Jeff's shoulder.
"Damn straight. Now let's go get that psycho."
As they pressed on, Jeff's resolve hardened. They would face whatever came next as one - human, beast, or something in between.
The dense forest suddenly gave way to open space, and the trio halted at the edge of a small, sleepy town. Jeff's nostrils flared, taking in the acrid scent of asphalt and distant car exhaust. The contrast between the lush, vibrant forest and the dull, gray buildings sent a shiver down his spine.
"This place reeks of danger," Jake whispered, his eyes darting from building to building.
Dave nodded, his muscles tense.
"West's scent is stronger here. He's close."
Jeff's heart raced, a mix of anticipation and fear coursing through his veins. He turned to his companions, their faces a mirror of his own determination.
"We need to be careful. One wrong move, and we're exposed."
They continued on, slipping between shadows and ducking behind parked cars. Jeff's enhanced hearing picked up snippets of conversation from open windows, reminding him of the life they'd left behind.
At an intersection, Dave gestured silently, pointing down a narrow alley. Jake's fingers brushed Jeff's arm, a silent question in his eyes. Jeff nodded, squeezing Jake's paw reassuringly.
"I can't believe how in sync we are," Jeff thought, marveling at their wordless communication.
The bond between them had deepened, transcending their physical changes. Jeff caught a whiff of antiseptic and chemicals as they crept down the alley.
"That's it," he hissed. "West was here."
Dave's eyes flashed with anger.
"We're getting close. I can almost taste it."
Jeff saw the same fire burning in their eyes.
"Let's finish this," he growled, his voice low and dangerous.
Together, they moved deeper into the town, their steps silent and deadly, united in their quest for justice and revenge.
The trio tracked West's scent to several locations. It was faint, so it was apparent it had been some time since he had been there. Growing frustrated, they returned to the forest's edge, where they caught the scent again.
"He is near!" Dave growled.
Jeff and Jake nodded, their senses immediately heightened. Jeff caught the faint but unmistakable scent.
"West," he growled, his voice low and husky. "He went that way."
Dave's eyes glowed with an animalistic intensity.
"The hunt is on, boys. Can you feel it?"
Jeff's body thrummed with anticipation, every nerve ending alive.
"Oh, I feel it alright," he purred, running a paw down Jake's spine.
They moved deeper into the woods, their movements fluid and predatory. Jeff's mind raced with thoughts of vengeance and the delicious tension building between the three of them.
"When this is over..." Dave began, his voice thick with desire.
"We'll celebrate properly," Jake finished, shooting Jeff a smoldering look.
As they approached a clearing, the natural beauty of the forest gave way to something darker. A structure loomed before them, its cold metal exterior a jarring intrusion in the lush greenery.
"West's new lab," Jeff breathed, his heart pounding.
"We'll make him pay for what he's done to us," Jake said.
Dave's paws clenched into fists.
"And for what he's awakened in us."
The air crackled with tension - sexual and vengeful - as they stood before the entrance to Dr. West's lair, ready to confront their tormentor and embrace their new, primal selves.
Inside the lab, the walls were lined with cages, some empty, others occupied by terrified test subjects who had yet to be transformed - two young men, college-aged, naked, and cowering in the corner. The scent of fear mingled with stale sweat, a testament to the horrors that had transpired within these sterile walls.
Doctor West was at a table making notes. The serum he had formulated for the two was ready to be injected. As he wrote, he could feel a tingle down his spine. He turned and looked around the room. Nothing was out of place. His two captives were curled in a ball, trying to protect themselves.
"Don't worry," West said to them. "Soon you will have raw power surging through your veins... and your loins!"
Outside, Jeff, Jake, and Dave had circled the building twice. The only entrance was at the front. West had to be inside. His scent was strong, but they all could detect something more.
"I think he has captured more subjects," Dave growled.
"I sense that too," Jeff replied.
"If that is the case, we need to be super careful," Jake replied. "We might be able to save them."
Dave and Jeff nodded.
"We need a plan of attack," Dave said.
Jake took over, his role-playing mind kicking into high gear.
"Jeff, you should take point," Jake said. "You have the keenest senses of the three of us and are less apt to pounce without thinking. No offense, big guy."
"None taken," Dave replied. "But I am going second."
"Agreed," Jake said. "I'll take up the rear. You two find and subdue West. I'll find the captives and free them."
Dave nodded.
"Good huddle, now let's play!"
Dave clapped his paws together and turned as Jeff opened the front door, and they crept down the hall.
They made their way through the dark corridor. The building was set up just like the lab they had been caged in. Their steps were silent and predatory. A mixture of anger, lust, and animalistic hunger coursed through their veins.
When they reached the end, they saw the metal door that led to the lab. Jeff put his paw on the door and turned to the other two. He held up three digits and counted down before shoving hard. As the door flew open, Jeff called out.
"Doctor West! We've come for you!"
West looked up at them from his lab station. He was amazed at how stable their forms were. Their muscles rippled in the light of the room. Their fur bristled as their teeth emerged from their muzzles.
"I've been expecting you," West said in a cold, clinical voice.
He held a revolver pointed directly at Jeff.
"One more step, and I'll shoot your mate in the head."
Dave and Jake froze. Dave's claws were moving back and forth as his paws clenched. He was seething with anger. From beside them, they could see two naked young men, scared to death, watching them from separate cages.
"I've been waiting and hoping for you to return," West said.
He looked over at Jake and smiled, seeing a slight color change in the middle of his chest.
"Ahh!" West said gleefully. "The blonde band on the pouch! It has begun!"
Jake looked down at his chest and rubbed at the fur that had recently changed on his belly just above the pouch-like fatty structure that had, up to this point, seemed like a pointless part of his body.
"What do you mean?" Jake asked.
"Now... now," West said slyly, pointing to empty cages on the side of the room. "How about you return to where you belong so I can continue my experiments."
Dave looked around. Next to him, he saw a metal tray sitting near the edge of a table. With a quick movement, he raised his paw, knocking the tray into the air and causing it to sail in front of Jeff. West was startled and fired. The bullet struck the tray and ricocheted off into the wall.
Jeff and Dave pounced as Jake quickly approached the two cages containing the subjects. He grabbed a metal bar nearby and forced it into the locks, using his raw strength to pry them open. As they broke, the doors swung open, and he helped the two frightened young men enter the hall and run to the front door.
When they stepped outside, the two naked young men cowered on the ground.
"Please don't eat us!" they screamed.
Jake rolled his eyes and got on his haunches so he was less threatening.
"I'm not going to eat you," Jake said calmly. "I am trying to save you."
The two young men looked at him.
"Who... what are you?"
"Did Doctor West inject you with anything?" Jake asked.
"No," the two replied. "We were just camping with our girlfriends. We were drugged and ended up here. We don't even know where the girls went."
"They are probably back at your camp," Jake said. "He seems to prefer male subjects."
"Subjects?" one of the young men said.
Jake nodded.
"I am what you would have become had he injected you."
"Fuck!" the other young man screamed.
Jake stood and sniffed around.
"You came from that direction," he said, pointing to the north. "His four-wheeler is right there next to the side of the building. I know you are naked and scared, but do you want to try to find your way back, or do you want help?"
"We... we can go," one of the young men said.
"You can also head due east," Jake replied. "That will take you to the forest's edge and where the town is. You are sure to attract attention without clothes."
"Thanks," the young men said as they stood. "That's probably a better plan."
"Hold off on telling anyone any details," Jake said with an evil grin. "We plan on dealing with West ourselves... tonight."
"Sure thing," the young men said. "Good luck."
Jake watched as the two ran over to the vehicle, climbed on, and drove off toward the town. He then turned and returned to the lab.
As Jake reentered the room, he found Dave and Jeff had West cornered. The scientist's once-untouchable demeanor was shattered. His eyes darted frantically from one beast to another, his lower lip quivering ever so slightly. Sweat beaded on his brow, betraying his terror.
"I... I... can explain," he stammered, fumbling with a serum in his trembling hand.
Dave growled. His massive paw outstretched.
"It's too late for that, doc."
Jeff flanked him on either side, their bestial forms a terrifying display of power and dominance.
"It's time you pay for your sins."
West backed himself against the wall, his eyes wide with terror.
"No, please! I can try to cure you. I mean... theoretically, it is possible... with more experimentation. Those two young men, for instance. We could experiment on them."
Jeff's feral growl cut him off.
"No more experiments!" his inhuman voice dripping with menace. "We've found our true selves here in this nightmare you've created."
Dave growled in agreement, his eyes alight with primal fire. They advanced on their prey, their bodies humming with energy and rage. West's screams echoed through the laboratory as they closed in, the scent of his fear a heady aphrodisiac.
Dave's beastly cock engorged and emerged from its sheathe, its newfound desire a testament to his transformation. Tonight, he would skip the foreplay and feast on a different kind of prey. Tonight, Doctor West would become part of his twisted new world order.
The rain began to pour outside. It bounced off the tin roof of the lab building and collected on the muddy ground below. Inside the windowless room, one chapter would close, and a new one would begin. Growls escaped into the night, joined by the wails of a man deserving of punishment. Lightning lit up the sky, and a roar of thunder set the tone.
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