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DISCLAIMER: This story is a darker tone than I normally write. You've been warned.

In the town of Dunwhich, located in New York was Detective Nick Scully's Agency. If you needed dirt on your enemies, or pictures to prove your significant other was cheating on you this was the guy. He was the damn best in the country, and there was no job he said no to. Hell, there was no job he failed. Scully would always deliver, and never once missed a deadline. He took pride in his work, and was perfectly fine with the threats he would receive from the people he affected. As a matter of fact, he had a wall dedicated to just death threats, and there we're a lot. Scully even had a cartoon sun smiling hanging above them just to trivialize them.

There was one major reason Nick Scully was as successful as he was though. Dunwhich was simply a cesspool of scum and scoundrels. It seemed like no couple were loyal to each other, no deals that were clean, no trust, and most importantly, no law. The police often looked the other way when it came to crime in favor of cash in their pockets. Most of the "good" people that hail from Dunwhich moved out of the town or stay indoors of fear of seeing something they shouldn't of seen. Most people born in Dunwhich fear this anyways.

Not Detective Nick Scully though. He was born and raised in the town, and despite his family and friends moving away, he stayed there. Many wondered why, he had not reason to. No girl for him to stay there for. No family here to beg him to stay. No grudges to deal with. He just...stayed. According to him he fell into his line of work because it's simply "The right thing to do." Scully often has gone on record saying "This town ain't perfect, but it's people like me that make it a little more tolerable. You can't let those sleazebags get away with what they're doing. When guys like me stop what they're doing, we're no better than the ones we're spying on."

Recently, a lot of notable townsfolk began disappearing. Larry, the butcher in black was the first to go. Kendra, quite possibly the only person in the town with a clean conscious would follow. Lisa, Jeffery, all gone. They all shared one thing in common. They all publicly stated that they were against the bribing of police officers and that the city should become more strict on it's laws. There was one group that was the culprit. The Moons.

The Moons were the main gang running the town. They controlled just about everything. The imports, the drugs, the streets, everything. If you bought anything in Dunwhich one way or another you'd be buying it from the Moons. The loose laws and laid back police were the only reason they were as successful as they were. No one really ever saw them, they were almost more of an idea than an organization. But they were oh so very real, as many would come to learn.

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"What can I do for you?" Nick asked across his desk to the well-dressed man who had come to do business.

"It's regarding the recent disappearances." he simply commented. "It is in my best interests to know what's happening to them."

"Do you have any leads?"

"I do. They're next target is going to be Lex Trout, owner of the corner store on Ninth. He's recently voiced his disdain with the law system, that means the Moons are going to be taking him soon. I want to know why."

"Fine. I'm on it." Nick said casually. "I'll keep him close in my sights."

"Please doing business with you." the man says as the two shake hands and part ways.

Nick Scully set up shop on a building across the street from a corner store. He had his binoculars and camera in hand, and began eying down the store. Hours passed and nothing happened. It was times like this that Nick hated his job. So much time wasted but it was required to make sure he didn't miss anything. At the very least he had turns of coffee to make it through the night.

Something did finally happen, causing Nick to sit up. There appeared to be some kind of commotion from the shop, and he readied his camera to take pictures of what was going on. Lex Trout came out, seeming knocked out along with two men dressed in suits holding him. Nick snapped the picture and switched to the binoculars so he wouldn't lose them. He began to walk alongside the build as best he could to try and take a good shot of the car to follow them more. Nick readied his camera and just as he snapped a picture, a force hit him harshly in the back of his head and knocked him out cold.

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Nick's eyes began to flutter open, in some kind of garage tied to a chair.

"Good morning Nick." a familiar voice said to him. Nick looked up and was greeted with the face of the man who came to him in the first place about this job.

"It's good to know you're dedicated to your job, but when you willing try to spy on the Moons, that's when things don't fly. You're going to be the main event as to why you don't mess with us."

Nick gave him a dirty look, and spit at him. "That's fine, you'll be doing plenty of slobbering." the man says. "Before we do what we will, we may as well show you what happened to the rest." The man puts in a tape in the TV in front of Nick as they viewed the videos.

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Larry was the first. He was injected with something in the arm, and began to let out a loud scream, which slowly started to change to...moo? Larry's face began to push outward greatly while his nose became much larger to accommodated his new large snout. The man's ears became longer and more floppy, his ears moving higher up on his head. Larry's skull became flatter as his eyes moved to both sides of his head. His body became heavier and heavier as his new found weight crushed the chair he was on, falling forward onto all fours. Larry's feet and hands both become hooves as his legs become stronger to support his new body. A long and thin tail pushes out from behind him while his body became white with black dots. Lastly an udder formed underneath Larry's body, becoming a cow.

"He, excuse me, she made some fine steak after she was milked dry." the man commented.

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Kendra was the next one they saw. An injection in her arm as her body began to grow a glowing white fur rapidly. Her body was getting larger while her legs and arms began to distort into a digitigrade figure. Her hands and feet both hardened into hooves. Kendra's body weight became too much and she fell forward just like Larry had, onto all fours no longer enough strength in her legs to support her new weight. Behind her, a brown tail had formed, mostly consisting of hair as her rear end became a bit bigger. Kendra's neck became much longer, while her hair went into a mane going down it. Her face began to push out greatly, her nose becoming black at the tip of a new long muzzle. Her teeth became uck as her ears moved to the top of her head, ending the transformation into a mare.

"She made a fine horse, but the body was too different for her. She messed up her leg bad. You know what you're supposed to do with that I'm sure."

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Jefferey was next. Injection in the arm and the changes began. His hands merged together with their arms as they became flat, turning into flippers. His legs merged together, to form a kind of "V" shape as it became a tailfin. Jefferey's head became flatter and pushed outward. His eyes became slitted as they formed on each side of his head. His teeth became much sharper as more formed in his mouth. Another flat pointed fin formed on his spine, coming out from his back. Lastly, Jeffery's lungs were replaced with gills, three slits forming to breath as he finished the transition to a shark.

"Full of temper he was. Decide to make him the king of the ocean! Too bad he wasn't near an ocean...or water for that matter."

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Lisa was the last change that Nick was forced to view. Lisa was infected with a serum and the changes began. Her ears became circular as they moved to the top of her head as her eyes turned a red color. Her nose became small and pink as her face pushed out into a small muzzle. Lisa's muzzle formed whiskers as her body began to decrease in size greatly, shrinking into her clothes. A thin but long pink tail formed from behind her while white fur covered her whole body. Her nails became small claws as her hands and feet turned pink. Another victim was forced to a life of staying on all fours as the changes end, the man in the video pulling out a white rat from the clothing.

"We need a lab rat after all, why not make it someone deserving rather than an innocent little rat? She, no wait...excuse me he made some good test subject. Lot of sex changes happened with that one. Didn't make it at the end of the day, too many needles I assume."

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"Now then, we aren't going to turn you into an animal, and we aren't going to kill you." the man. "Because that would be too good for you." he says stepping away, getting a needle.

Nick tried desperately to find a way out of his bindings. Any way of escape seemed impossible, and then when a thought started to formulate it was cut short with a needle entering into his arm, causing him to let out a grunt of pain.

Nick's body began to grow orange fur, white on his front and black on half of his arms and legs. His feet began to contort as his toes merged into three digits, his nails becoming claws while his legs took on a digitigrade posture. On top of this, Nick's legs also took on a more shapely tone as his hips pushed outward greatly along with his rear. His shoulders began to lose their broadness, caving inward and becoming much less pronounced. His arms became far more slender while his hands became quite dainty, his fingers becoming more elegant.

Changes began at his face as it pushed out to a rather large length, becoming a muzzle while his nose was black and wet at the tip of it. His ears became pointed and moved to the top of his head. His eyebrows thinned out greatly as his eyelashes elongated. At Nick's backside, a tail emerged out from it, orange with a white tipped tail which was quite fluffy.

The next, and last changes would be the biggest. Nick's chest began to build up mass, growing and growing into a rather generous set of breasts, causing strain to his shirt. At Nick's crotch, his manhood sucked into him, leaving only a flat opening downstairs. Nick's insides re-arranged and altered to become one's fitting for a female, an animal female at that. Nick Scully had been turned into a vixen dame.

"You came out quite nice. A freak of nature you are! You'll never be able to show your face out there again." the man says. "As an added bonus we got you a makeup artist." he said.

The transformation had taken to much out of her, and Nick was forced to let the woman applying makeup do her thing. The woman applied eyeshadow that highlighted her fur along with mascara to give more volume to her eyelashes. The woman applied lipstick to the end of her muzzle as well, alongside a drawn on mole. The Moons had managed to get Nick out of her clothes and into a red dress with a slit going down her leg. They even allowed her to have a bra on, rather then making her suffer with the weight on her chest. After Nick's little "make-over" was done and done, they blindfolded her and threw her into a garbage can far off from their hideout. The impact had knocked her out yet again as the Moons' Goons left her there.

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Nick's eyes began to flutter open slowly, seeing a note with the words "Don't mess with the Moons." She let out a sigh as a small tear rolled down her face, going down her muzzle to the tip of it, falling off. She lied there for a while, debating if it was even worth getting up. Nick was ready to give up when words began to echo in her mind. "Don't mess with the Moons." It was the only thing so could think of. She pushed herself up slowly, dusting herself off the best she could. Nick returned to her office and got dressed in her old detective clothes, which were tighter than before, no thanks to her larger chest and was forced to show some cleavage, and even midriff. She went towards her mirror and eyed the vixen staring back. She just starred for a long while, even began giving a few poses like she would for photo shoots for local magazines and newspapers. A smile came across her face, one filled with determination.

"You don't mess with the Moons, but no one messes with Nikki."