Chapter 1

Zam knew he shouldn't be trespassing but the warehouse had been abandoned for years beforehe came to the city. It was a sight he saw everyday coming back from the gym, this warehousethat took up nearly a city block and this intrigued the Raccoon. Zam did a bit of research duringhis breaks in the office, looking for news articles about it and asked around a few of hiscolleagues. All for nothing. The best Zam found was a bunch of rumours about the place -apparently it was some private research and development division for a company that dealt inthe more...erotic fantasies of its patrons, however, that was all he could find out so he was livingup to his species stereotypes and breaking in.the ringtail reached the fence and took out a pair of cable cutters he bought online andproceeded to make a hole big enough for himself to crawl through. once on the other side hescurried on all fours - 'like my ancestors did' Zam chuckled to himself, thinking about how oddhe would look- to get to a door as fast as he can. he took note of several security cameras, whichhe hoped were off, he then screwed up his face. "of course they would be off, the place isabandoned." he went to a nearby door and surprised himself when it was unlocked. thinknothing of it he went in, but little to his knowledge the security camera by the door had followedhis every movement and activated pod-17...Zam gave a low whistle as he looked around the warehouse. The rumours suggested that thiswas a fetish factory but this to looked more like a robotics factory, with some half finishedquadruped robot that had fallen off the assembly line. he patterned towards the machine andleaned towards it. It had a serpentine shape to it and had an opening in it, Zam paused for asecond before looking into the machine. The inside of it had some sort of padding in it, which heguessed was rubber by the smell and he could see four limb ports. He gave a smirk knowing he’dfound some kind of mech suit.“Ripe tech for the pickings” he whispered to no-one as he thought about ways to take it out butthen he froze. There were footsteps coming from behind but they were accompanied with asqueak and creak. Zam scampered out of the mech suit and under the conveyor belt.‘Oh god, oh god... Did he see me?’ he couldn’t control his breathing and started to feel faint. Thefootsteps neared and in an effort to remain hidden Zam threw a hand up to his snout and took afew slow deep breaths then stopped. The unknown fur was at the mech suit.Zam could only make out so much from his position and for once he was happy with that as thefur looked at the mech suit. The fur seemed to be wearing some kind of hazmat suit and theProcyon recoiled as the rubber smell grew even stronger. Determining what species the fur wasnear impossible due to the suit but the tail (and smell) pointed to being a latex skunk suit. Theskunk looked either side and Zam caught a glimpse of the gas mask with two tubes running fromthe sides of the air filter to the back of the suit. The Mephitidae stood to attention then shookslightly before giving a muffled moan before heading back to where it came from.Zam sat in his dark corner with his heart beating into his ears over and over. He must have satthere for about ten minutes before deciding that this was not worth it. He crept along the way hecame in before moving to a sprint. The door was coming up now and he went as fast as he couldbefore running into the door. He wasted no time getting back to his paws before going for thehandle. The handle went down a few millimetres before stopping.“Fuck! No, no, no” Zam repeated the mantra as he tried the door again and again beforeramming the door with his shoulder to no avail. He was trapped. Locked in. How?Soft squeaking came from behind and when he turned he got a face full of green gas.The world swayed for Zam and his vision darkened...There was first darkness then a prick of pain. Zam swam from a dreamless sleep and wasconfused by his apparent nudity. That and the fact he was restrained in some chair, he tried therestrains covering his wrists and ankles but found he couldn’t budge them. Not that it wouldhave helped anyway as there was a cable around his chest that kept him pinned to the back ofthe chair. Zam knew if he was going to get out of here he would need information. Maybewhoever captured him can be reasoned or bribed with. He took several slow deep breaths andlooked around. From his best guess, he was in some machine as there were ovular walls whichreached to the ceiling of the machine to form some kind of egg. The pod itself was only as tall ashimself and there was less than an inch between his lower paws, the tip of his tail and theentrance to it. Despite being a fruitless task he struggled against his bonds again before ashadow was cast over him. It was that rubber skunk staring at him unemotionally with it's redintend lenses.“Listen Mr Skunk” Zam began “I'm sorry for trespassing and if you let me go I'll get you a lot ofmoney, enough to get you set for life. What do you say?”The skunk stared at him before a muffled and electronically filtered voice responded. “No.”The ringtail licked his lips. “So what do you want then?” He asked in a calm voice.Again there was silence from the skunk before it took a sharp inhale of air or whatever itbreathed. “You.”The skunk pressed a button and a solid steel door fell from the ceiling and it hissed as it sealeditself and Zam away in darkness. His heart was pounding again before a light flickered into lifeand an automated voice spoke to him.“Droneifcation active.”‘droneif - own!’ a syringe picked him on the arm before retracting into a side port. Zam’s visionstarted to unfocus and his thoughts started to slur. He felt something being pushed up histailhole and moaned as it went deeper in, as it went further up he felt his cock emerge from hissheath and a tube rose from the floor and engulfed his cock and several rings inside the tubestarted to towards and away from him. It wasn't long until he climaxed and his seed wentshooting down a tube for storage, then the tube started to milk him, again and again, makinghim lost in his pleasure. Small tendrils rose from ports near the head of the chair and made theirway into Zam’s ears before pushing in and through his ear canal. The tendrils slowly moved andattached itself to certain parts of the Procyon's brain. That’s when the whispering started.“You like this don’t you? This pleasure that sinks deep into you”Zam nodded lazily - briefly wondering why he was so scared to begin with. Another panelopened on the ceiling and a gasmask descended. Zam felt his mouth water as he stared at themask which was only a few inches away from his face. The only thing he could focus on was adildo. He didn’t need to be told what to do and his jaw fell open, part of him realize what washappening and tried to close his mouth but it was silenced with another orgasm. The mask waslowered onto him and the dildo rested in his mouth. A sweet liquid spilt on his tongue which