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by Rage Author IconMail Icon
Rated: E · Short Story · Animal · #1984884
A spelunker makes a discovery and may never be the same again.
There I was standing in the lab, looking at the endless isles of chemicals, serums and potions. The rows seem to stretch on forever in the darkness. I was amazed that I was able to sneak in here after hours. No security, no alarms or even cameras. It was almost to easy to get in but I was there.

This wasn't expected when I decided to go spelunking on this place. Looked abandoned from the outside, every rundown, smashed windows, holes cut in the fence surrounding, the whole nine yards.

It was a pretty average joint to explore but that didn't mean it wasn't a cool place to explore. Each place is unique, reading the tags of people before you, the hidden rooms no one has marked, always something leaving you longing more.

It was the search for the rooms that on one had ever found before that lead me to this amazing discovery. An out of place steel door at the end of a long hall, untagged, untouched, very erie. No way this was has been undiscovered for so long, with the state of decay the tags and the building it's self, there's been people exploring this place for a long time.

I had a feeling in the pit of my stomach that I should leave. That I should turn tail and leave well enough alone and make my way to the roof and take a few pics of the skyline but something was drawing me in I couldn't help it. My mind was screaming at my body to leave but I kept moving forwards. I had to at least leave my tag, and that door so fine, so clean was the perfect canvas.

Standing not two feet away I was about to reach into my messenger bag to my spray paint and mark this as untouched area but my hand reached for that doors handle instead. I was freaking out inside, I wanted to leave, I didn't know why I was still trying to press forward. I gave I hard tug and the steel door smoothly slid open silently, not a single groan or creak, as though is door has been maintained.

I should have turned back then, this was obviously not an abandoned place, it was being used by someone. They could call the cops and I could be hit with a hefty fine if not just hauled off, but I kept trucking without a though in my mind as to why I should keep going as I could thong of countless reasons to leave the property altogether.

Before I could even end that though I was already a few meters in the massive room. Only six or eight dull lights light up the room. Not enough to illuminate the other end. All these isles of containers stretched on in what could be forever for I knew.

This brings me to present time. With a few blinks and a shake of the head I bring myself back from the thoughts. Reaching into my messenger bag I pulled out my flashlight. With a click i beam cut through the darkness and I still could not see the other end. This room easily stretches beyond the outer walls.

I have to be underground but I don't remember any stairs. Where there any?

I turned back and shone my light down the hall, and the light faded out into the expanse of black. No way that hallway was that long, I was able to see the door and some ambient light not two minutes ago in that direction.

This is getting weird. I need to find a way out. I turn around and take a begin making my way around the outer wall of the room the seemed to stretch on and on. A few minutes pass by as a pad of light switches enters my limited field of view. Finally some light!

I let out a sigh of relief as I pick up the pace. With some flips and no result a my hopes dwindled. A couple more clicks and some lights kicked on with a flicker and a light hum from the florescent bulbs. Both sides of the room light up, leaving the center strip in darkness.

Now I can get a good look at this place. Taken a gander at from end to end, width and length I was amazing at the size. My jaw dropped. You could easily fit a dozen football fields in here! And how is there power down here? It should have been cut off ages ago.

I really should turn back now, this it getting sketchy, I've gotta be trespassing on some secrete government facility or something.

Why turn back when you gone this far? This feelings all part of the thrill. You where technically trespassing the moment you set foot in here so what will it hurt to keep going? Even if it's a secrete facility, how can you leave without some good pictures to prove you've been here?

True, true, can really argued with that logic.

Exactly lets keep trekking on.

At random I started walking down an isle, almost not under my control, I kept finding reasons after reason to leave but the voice in my head kept finding ways to get me to moving forward. It wasn't long before I got lost in a maze of isles.

Looking at what was in the shelves of the isles I was baffled at some of the this I was reading. The labels on these beakers and bottles where not something your expect to read as I walked past.

Mind Transfer, ShapeShift, Shrink, Growth, Telepathy.

Assorted neatly in countless sub categories. Easily a few thousand and that's just what I can see in this one shelve.

This is stuff you'd expect to see in movies, read in books or comics, not seen in real life! But you are, aren't you?

Indeed I am. Im getting a tripped out, I need to leave. Now!

C'mon, not yet, we've barely even started. Why not try one see what happens?

What?! No! You're crazy!

I turned back the way I came and tried to block out the voice that was egging me on.

Good luck finding you way out.

With a laugh the voice in my head quieted down. Leaving me to myself while I tried to find my way out. It been 15 minutes and I still can find my way out. I begin to panic and my pace quickens into a light jog and soon a sprint. Turn after turn just leads me deeper into this inescapable maze. I stop to catch my breath.

Having fun? I though you where leaving? Seem to me that your gotten your self even deeper.

Shut up! You got me into this! How do I get out! Please! I need to leave!
Why leave? You still haven tries any of these potions.

Fuck you! I'm not listening to you anymore! You've done nothing but worsen the situation!

Just look around you, these should peak your curiosity.

I looked up. It was beaker after beaker as far as I could see. I wouldn't even see where the massive shelves ended. I took a closer look at them. They are all labels under the same heading Animal Transformation.

I pick one at random an took a closer look at the label stuck on the side.

Animal Transformation
Species: Raccoon
Anthro: Undetermined
Feral: Undetermined
Time: 2 days

See? You like this sort of thing if I'm not mistaken.

What!? How did?

I'm inside your head of course I know.

Well you got me there.

Exactly. Now wouldn't it be cool to give it a taste, to be a raccoon, to be an animal. You've spent a lot of time thinking about this, that's for sure.

I can't, nit now at least, I need to get out!!

Nonsense, if you wanted to leave so bad you would have turned back when you first entered the room, what is it to go a little further?

I do want to leave!!! Its your dumbass that's kept me going! Preventing me from turning back!

How could I do that, I'm just a voice in side your head? Your the one who kept going.

Fuck you! I don't know how, buy some how your the reason I didn't turn back the moment things to sketchy. Fuck this bottle of shit, fuck this place, and fuck you!

I raised my arm to throw the bottle away and make a beak for where ever the exit was. Just was I was about to make the toss I found I couldn't move, frozen in this position. A wave of energy surged through my body and my arm came down and my other hand reached for the cap.

What's going on! Why can't I move!!!

The voice remained silent, and my body continued to move on list own. The bottle slowly being raised to my mouth, at a pace that was taunting. What ever was controlling me was going slow on purpose.

Fuck!!! Help!!!! I-I can't s-stop!!!

With all my might I tried to resist and a flash of pain flooded through me. I almost blacked out form the pain. The bottle touched my lips, I could smell the concoction. A sweet, pleasant citrusy sent. It was oddly calming but I was still terrified, if I wasn't for my body being out of my control I my legs would have given out and I'd have fainted.

Relax, you'll enjoy this. Trust me you'll be fine.

I tried to yell out in protest but I found I could no longer talk, all I could do was watch helplessly. A tangy favor filled my mouth as the liquid poured in. It was an indescribable taste, like the mystery favors you find in gum. In three large gulps the bottle was empty and I involuntary let you a refreshing "ahhh" then a burp

See wasn't that bad was it?

Control returned to me and I fell to my knees and the bottle fell out of my grasp shattering on the floor. My head down staring at the shards of glass, tears began blurring my vision and rolling down my cheeks.

What did you do to me?

I had to take charge, you where about to get violent. I had to take action, sorry of I gave you a scare.

Fuck off, who are you? What do you want with me?

No need for that know, you won't remember if I tell you know, just relax and enjoy the change, I'll be sure to keep you safe. Good bye for now.

No..... please..... don't go.....

I quietly sobbed to myself on my knees. I felt violated, like a rape victim after that experience. I didnt know what was going to happen to me, where the voice was or what it wanted with me.

Then the changes hit, an extreme itch came over me as grey fur began covering my body. Slowly creeping down my arm I gently rubbed it. Soft and smooth. I flinched hard as a tear hit my had and I noticed the change hit. The nails darkening, becoming more tough and claw-like. My attention was quickly diverted as a sharp excoriating shot out of my tail bone. I quickly threw off my jeans and a huge fluffy tail with black and grey ring ripped through my boxers.

The changes seemed to pause for a bit as I sat here in my ripped boxers, head down, practically naked from the waist. Staring at my legs half covered in fur.

I didn't want it to happen like this.... not like this...

I rubbed my fur cover thighs and then buried my face in my hands... or are they paws now. I let a food of tears out crying not know what was going to happen, how I was going to end up, of this was the end.

I felt my nose become wet and whiskers sprout out from above my upper lip. I raised my head knowing what was going to happen. My whole head changed in a matter of seconds, in and extremely painful jolt my face pushed out, my human teeth were pushed out as a new set took there place. My ears quickly shifted higher up my head and tapered onto a dull point on top. All I could do was let out a blood curtailing holler of pure pain. What was not even ten seconds felt like hours. The scream echoed back.

I stood up only to find my feet had changed and my balanced shifted while I was lost in the pain. I fell forward but I manages to keep myself steady on a shelf.

Panting and I noticed the shelf was getting taller. I was shrinking! Looking down at myself, I was completely covered in fur, naked form the waist to, digigrade feet, a full to scale raccoon tail swishing from my behind, and having to hold onto a shelf I would soon no longer be able to keep my balance.

Now under four and a half feet the self was at shoulder height, I looked up into the bright fluorescent bulb like it was the light at the end to the tunnel at death and sobbed

Why..... why me.... why like this..... please.... some one help me..... I don't deserve this......

The last finger slipped off and I fell to the ground, knocking over my messenger bag in the process, my belongings spilling out. I seen my phone, my eyes light up and I scurried over with my diminishing size. I poked almost my whole body itself and dragged the phone out.

How did I not think of this before?

I tried to muse out lough but came out as little raccoon chitters. I got the feeling in the pit of my stomach at the discovery of my inability to speak.

Calling for help was now out of the picture... But I can still spell! I can text for help!

With the changes finished, I clicked on the phone with both hands and made my way through the menus and began to type my SOS message. I clicked the send button but the message didn't send.

Zero bars. Fuck, I'm done. I'm fucked I don't know.

I crawled into my bag, warm and cozy. Curled my with my tail over my nose I let out a long sigh.

This is all a dream. I soon I'll wake up in by bed and be back to normal.

I mused aloud with more little chitters and dozed off...........



To be continued..... hopefully.
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