Alice

"Beginning subject interview now... Subject, please state your name."

Shivering slightly, the girl... 19 at most, and quite tall at 6'2, with a lovely fiery red hue to her neck length hair, and two oddities sticking out from her form, two fluffy fox ears with white tufts poking out from within the velvety and red furred things, which flick anxiously as they swivel to the sound of the intercom, and a fuzzy red black tipped fox tail, frizzes out in a attempt to appear larger behind her as she sits up straighter in the metal chair of the white featureless room, swallowing in some trepidation, she speaks, her green eyes locked onto her reflection in the one way mirror facing her, reflecting her slim hourglass figure back at her.

"M-my name... is Alice... Alice Foxtrot sir..."

Came her dejected and fearful tone, eyes locked forward and posture unnaturally rigid, her odd state of dress, a French maid outfit, with stocking trailing just up to before the miniskirt ends, the corset laced and showing off ample amounts of skin, the top of her pale breasts exposed, showing off the supple flesh of her C-cup bosom, and the mini skirt along with thin black lace panties exposing the tops of her thighs and some of her pert rear. The loudspeaker sounded off again.

"Good... good... and who were you before coming to Fur4Life?"

She sighs softly in response, a shiver running through her as a small tear streamed down her face as she swallowed her pride and fear for a moment and composed herself, sitting up with a forced smile.

"I...I was a stupid naive little girl, who r-really loved foxes... a-and I loved animals, I was... big on the furry community, and l-liked manga... I was studying to be a artist, and I always enjoyed making art... b-but none of that matters anymore sir!"

Her tone was dejected, defeated even, a faint downwards tilt to her smile as her tail swished once in a weak wag as the speaker spoke again.

"Interesting, good responses subject... state your model and purpose, how do you serve Fur4Life as a valued asset?"

Her smile fell away in an instant, her pupils shrinking at the callous and emotionless tone before she smiled weakly and nodded at the question.

"I am... the foxy... vixen kemonomimi sir... My purpose is to serve my master dutifully, in both body, mind, and soul... providing them with a beautiful, seductive, and confident pet, whom is always ready to receive orders, or... or... provide relief. I... I live to serve sir. B-because at Fur4Life, we're more then just a friend for life"

Her words were forced, monotone as she shivered again, repeating the mantra drilled into her head after hours of shock therapy, and experimental drug use, she still recalled vividly how much it hurt, how unnatural her ears and tail felt, she had such a bright future before... how could she have known a stupid advert about experiencing the furry life first hand would lead to all of this...

"Yes that is correct Subject Alice... do you recall your modifications?"

She blanched at that question, the ears and tail she now possessed, as well as the human ears she used to have now gone, she nodded slowly with a sinking feeling in her chest.

"Y-yes sir, I recall, m-my tail and ears are both, very sensitive, and pleasurable to the touch... M-my palette is refined to... enjoy the taste of... seminal fluids... and... my sense of smell is enhanced, a-and once I find my owner, h-his scent will be, a heavenly ambrosia... if I recall, a-and that I need to be careful about... s-sex, lest a-addiction set in... a-and I'll naturally... crave my masters touch and affection..."

Each word was uttered with silent dread her anxiety's growing in the face of her new reality, forced upon her by drugs, shock therapy, and... torturous genetic manipulation, she was terrified, everything they'd done, everything they threatened to do... Though she doubted that all of it was true, right? They couldn't have changed her that much? She was still Alice... Her muses were interrupted a soft clap resounded through the tinny speakers.

"Well done subject! You're ready to be shipped out then, do recall our company policy... Fur4Life can be contacted at any point in time by your owner, in the case that a owner's Furry companion Is in need of a checkup! Our kindhearted employees will be on scene within the hour to pick you up and take you in for a routine checkup and reeducation session! That said... we're always watching Alice, don't fail. End interview."

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