Another hunt, another coin to add to your wealth, and another head will roll afterwards. That was always the first thing you thought about when you went through the bounties on the board. While bounty hunting was dangerous, the reward made up for it, the lowest you ever seen being over a hundred grand. The bounties ranged from escaped convicts to people that tried to skip out on their debts, but the really juicy ones were the ones that had you chase after predators, your favorite being feral preds. Predators were common in society as it ignored whose species were better and treated everyone as food equally, even among other predators. But the feral ones were the most dangerous, as they weren't feral folk that looked like regular animals, but were predators that devolved to mindless beasts that would devour anything that moved. One couldn't reason with them and they had no choice but to flee, hoping they would not be on the menu.
It was quite amazing that a hamster of your size would be able to take down three of them and one that around four feet tall. You've been a bounty hunter for a couple of decades and because of your greed and you moving around, you're still single. But then again, being a bounty hunter has its dangers of you dying and death is usually around the corner. Going through a bunch of bounties, you notice one and take it down.
Your face splits into a grin as you had a bounty for a feral pred wolf, in both senses. Unlike the other ferals you took down or saw, this one had a cybernetic eye and a few mechanical parts here and there. Reading into the description of the target, Paris the wolf held an unbelievable amount of eaten under his belt, that your eyes bulged out at the number. But the amount offered for his arrest soon brings back your confidence and a week later, you were searching for Paris's whereabouts in a desert he was last seen. However, after a few days, you were annoyed at your lack of success.
"Where the hell is that bloody mutt?!" You mutter under your breath and you continue on until night fell.
With no sign of a building to stay at and uncertain of who may come your way, you made your way to some massive boulders and prepared to sleep lightly. It didn't take much for you to fall asleep, as your head hit the pillow and your body sinks into the furry gray boulders.
"Da fuck!" You shouted, scrambling as far as you can from the 'boulder' and eye it widely.
While it looked like a massively long rock, at the end of it, after a good look, it was an impressively massive and very well rounded rump. That said rump soon gets up and its owner was staring at you in curiosity. It was undoubtedly Paris, however, your information failed to mention he was far bigger than the usual wolf. You'll even bet with your life that he was twice as big as an elephant. Speaking of big, his gut hung a couple inches from the ground, a feat that's amazing for his size and a horror at the number of lives he has eaten. However, the information about him being cybernetically augmented seemed to be true, as his right eye was a visor, his left fore leg a limb of machine, an ear replaced by a satellite dish and patches of him having a metallic part welded into his flesh.
"Didn't expect to conduct an experiment tonight. Better wait for the morning," he said before he tried to go back to sleep, you in disbelief at what he said, rather than that, hear him talk.
Wasn't he a feral? But if he wasn't, then why would he devour so many lives then?
"W-wait for just a minute here! I get predators have their thing, but you're just eating everything in sight like a mindless beast!" You shouted, confusion not fully gone.
Paris turns back to you and sighs loudly.
"It's late and I would like to sleep, but to answer your question, it's for science." "Science?" You asked dumbly, but anger starts to rise up.
"Yes, science! It's how we, as a society has grown. The E=mc equation was discovered by Einstego and Marie Ant, on her radiation research. Those two and many more scientists had contributed to our growth of a civilization. Without science, we would still be doing work that can be easily done with science!" He said frantically, panting heavily.
"You are sciencing what exactly?" You ask, your anger and confusion gone, but a dread enters you.
"I can't reveal all my secrets to you, especially a stranger~. Anyways, to ensure my research goes well, I have to taste, fuck, and then 'process' everyone so I can get the results I need. Of course, I need equipment and I can't lug it all around with me, since so many 'disapprove' of my methods, so I altered myself through machinery. Thanks to this, I've gained the ability to absorb the biological information of people through oral consumption and mating, 'processing' them into gut filler. I've also have a few abilties as well," Paris explains, switching his size, anthro and feral forms, and gender.
"But, honestly, I prefer this form," Paris replies, coming back to the same form you found him in.
"You're insane!" You answer back and Paris chuckles at this before his fat stomach visually rumbles violently.
"Um, can I ask you for a favor? My stomach has been acting up like crazy and it somewhat hurts," he asks sheepishly, his tail waggling behind and creating a mini gust.
"Sure," you sigh, the bounty no longer enticing you to continue in hunting him.
What is his problem?
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