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Justin to the rescue

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As Bryan and the coyote struggled stuck together, there was a blinding light and the roar of engine. A car pulled into the driveway, and stopped with the lights locked on the fusion of man and coyote. They heard the sound of a car door opening, and smelled human male. It smelled familiar, Bryan thought. His thoughts were shifting from words to images. He lay on the ground cheek to cheek with the male coyote. He was shrinking, the coyote growing as their cells migrated together to create a new hybrid pair of conjoined coyote men.

"What the heck?!!" Bryan's brother Justin said, as he rushed up on the bizarre scene. He reached out to help his furry brother.

"Boss, I think the hybrid is about to become more human than animal," hissed the camera man to his masked superior.

Instinctively, Bryan knew that hsi brother shouldn't touch him. He tried to tell him, but all that came out were growls and barks.

He felt a burning sensation as the hand stuck to his shoulder. Fingers, flesh and fur became one. Justin fell forward on the pair. The fur of the animal men got lighter as Justin's blond coloring was added to their mix.

"Vince, prepare the tranq gun, set dosage for a --400-no better make that 500 lb beast. His adrenalin will be really high, and we'll need the extra tranq to bring him down," said the leader of the group.

Another pair of headlights loomed up the driveway and shone on the transforming trio. It was an unmarked white van. A masked man was at the wheel. He had received his boss's signal to move in.

The troika struggled to their 12 feet and hobbled slowly toward the house. The coyote part wanted to seek refuge in the dark night, but the humans sought shelter in their home. Their heads were fusing. It looked like two humans on either side of a coyote, pressed cheek to cheek to cheek, but then you noticed the mouth. It was one mouth. One huge jaw, one triforked tongue. A mix of pointy and human teeth. The sight was quite disturbing.

The door to the house flung open. Three masked and suited men appeared. The tranq gun fired. The tribeast lunged and bit. A suit ripped.

"Contamination!" and another tranq gun fired.


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