The Fur Trap: Hybrids (Furry, TF, Non-Futa)

Here's a follow up to The Fur Trap, following the mysterious Dr. Rex's experiments on unwilling victims. In this case he's combining two animal attributes into each human. This story didn't come out as well as I'd hoped, due in large part to my coming down with anxiety disorder mid way through and having to get used to medication. Please comment if you like this story.

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THE FUR TRAP:

HYBRIDS

By Hardcover

Marshal Patterson had been awake for an hour or so when his friend Todd Steele finally woke up. Much like Todd was doing now; he had awakened to the disorienting feeling of finding himself in the dark, shackled to a chair, completely naked, with no clue as to how he had gotten there. The room was completely dark, and he couldn’t see a thing. He could feel with his naked skin that the chair seemed to be made of some kind of imitation wicker, and that it appeared to be bolted down as securely as he was.

A small, thin boy only six months past his eighteenth birthday, Marshal had thick black hair that never seemed to sit right and a pale, beanpole like physique that more or less didn’t seem to be much good for anything. It was all a package that failed to attract girl or impress guys. So Marshal had focused instead on his mind, becoming an avid book worm and reader. He had graduated pretty high in his class and was looking forward to starting college in the fall. This summer had been spent the usual way, lazy days buried in books and hidden in the library, except when palling around with his friend Todd.

Todd, on the other hand, cut an impressive figure. He was jock, and had lettered in water polo in high school. Damned if he was going to be another brain dead jock off, he was actually pretty smart and had passed his classes with high marks. He was popular with the girls and had more then his fair share of admirers. He had also been in ROTC, and now planned to join the army at the end of summer. He was handsome, sporting wavy brown hair that was brushed back on his head without a strand out of place, vivid blue eyes and a face that more or less resemble a young Tom Cruise, minus the crazy. He oozed confidence and competence, and everyone just knew he was a rock under pressure.

As popular as he was with the girls, Todd rarely stayed with any one girl very long. Not because he got bored, but because Todd had a passion for anal sex that his choices of girls didn’t often share.

Marshal’s last memory before waking up here had been spending the day at an amusement park with Todd. They gotten on the haunted house ride and that was all he could dredge up out of his addled brain before waking up here.

Quite honestly, Marshal was glad To