Let's try it in the comments instead. Don't click download. This IS a babyfur/regression story. Beware.
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This is hopefully going to be a short story. But I'm not sure where it's going to go. Let me know what you guys think of Chapter One and I might upload more if it takes well.


The Bengai Experiments
Baby Kovi 08/12/10

____Chapter One_____

Why was it so dark? He tried to move his hands but they seemed to be unmovable right now. Moving his finger around he felt that there was rope tied around his arms and hands. So then, there must be some kind of cloth bag over his head right? He stopped a moment to listen to his surroundings. They seemed to be moving, whoever was with him because they were whispering and he could feel himself shifting back and forth from someone driving.

How could this happen to him? He was just Tom, a normal adult male lion with brown eyes and a large mane that had almost grown in fully who was looking to join the army when he was old enough. Well he was old enough but he couldn't exactly get to a recruiting station. The nearest one had been roughly thirty miles away. But he had no money...nothing of value. Again he tried to do something constructive, such as talk but he found he couldn't do that either.

There seemed to be something preventing him from that. Possible a gag or a rag tied around his mouth along with whatever was over his head. Then the car turned sharply and came to a screeching halt. The back door was flung open and he was grabbed roughly and lifted out of the van.

They dragged him a good deal ways before tossing him into room where he slammed into the wall which for some reason felt like it had soft padding. They ripped off his bag then his mouth gag and then slammed the door closed.


Tom let himself get adjusted to the light before looking around. There were others in the room with him. A small timber wolf who was huddled in the back corner, along with what looked like a Golden Retriever who was trying to comfort him.

Both of them looked up at Tom who was utterly confused at where he was.

“Where...am I?”

“We don't know.” The Retriever said dryly looking at Tom then patting his friend's head. “They come in with masks and weird suits...then drag us away to 'The Room' where they inject us with something...I don't know what that is...but Brian here...he was a lot bigger when he came here. He's terrified to leave this corner now. There was someone else when I got here too...two others actually but I haven't seen either of them.” He sighed softly. “But why were you brought here?”

“I have no clue. I just remember waking up somewhere in a moving vehicle and then they dragged me into here.” Tom said sitting down slowly against the side of the wall. He put his head into his hands.

There was the sound of footsteps outside and the wolf in the corner screamed suddenly and huddled closer against his friend. The door opened with a creak and two more people were tossed in. What looked like a five year old tiger cub wearing nothing but a diaper hit the wall and didn't move but sank onto the floor and put a thumb into his mouth shivering.

The next one they put in was more gentle. The brown fox cub looked no more then three. The ones in the suits set him down and gave him a toy to play with then closed the door halfway when someone asked.

“Wait what about the other one?”

“She...didn't make it through the testing.” Another voice in a rough accent said. It didn't sound sorry at all. Then the door slammed shut.

Tom looked from the three year old cub who was now giggling and playing with his toy car to the five year old cub who was huddling against the wall.

“Why do they...have kids here?” Tom asked looking at the Retriever.

“Oh...those aren't kids...or at least they weren't when I got here...” He stared at the one huddled in the corner. “They...the scientists here...inject everyone of us with something that reverses our age...I think they're Russians...but I can't be sure. Anyway...you can see the results plainly. My name is Pete by the way.”

“My name is Tom...”

The small wolf looked up at Tom. “My name is...Brian.” He said before laying his head down again.

“Phillip.” The other cub in the corner said starting to cry.

“Joey.” The one playing with the car said not looking up.

“Tell me more about...the tests they do.” Tom said scooting closer to the others.

Phillip sniffled and sat up rubbing his eyes. “They...inject needles everywhere on your body. Something that makes your entire body burn and ache for several days. Jenny...she didn't survive the last test they did...But Joey, Brian and Pete, that's the Retriever over there, we all did. The result is pretty much us...We...or at least the younger ones...Phillip and I have no control over our...other functions which is why we wear these.” He plucked the diaper he had on but touched it as if it was something diseased.

“But you don't know the purpose?”

“Hell if I know...” Phillip said shrugging. “I can't even remember what I was before being here. I have a hard time remembering anything now. Can't spell...can't say the alphabet( I get as far as C before I either get bored or just can't remember). But we all still retain perfect communication skills.”

“Won't be long before they take you too Tom...Better get used to wearing a diaper again.” Joey said looking up.

Tom stood up and went over the door but all of them said.

“It's no use...you won't get out. We've all tried.”

Then a voice over the intercom said brightly with a thick European accent.
“Velcome our new friend everybody! His name is Tom and he is from the United States just like all of you are from! I hope you all velcome him vith open arms! My friends will be in to greet you personally soon Tom. Sit tight.” The intercom clicked off.

“Oh boy...they aren't wasting any time are they?” Pete said looking up at the intercom. “Guess you are going to get the first shots sooner then we thought.”

“What?” Tom backed away from the door scared now. “I don't...want any shots!”

“You won't have a choice.” Joey said sadly tilting his ears down. “Struggling will only make it worse...Just lay there and it will be over before you know it. Try and remember what you did before you were brought here, it will make the pain less.”

“But...” Tom began but before he could say anything else the door was opened and masked men grabbed him and dragged him away slamming the door behind them. He felt a blow to the back of his head and then, again Tom lost consciousness.