Your not quite ready to just give in and give up all that you own and enjoy to become scientific fodder. You still have your children and grand children to be with and enjoy too. The great doctor would strip you of all this and when under his roof make you act as some instinct driven beast. Indeed what was something held in reverence for a certain special one would now be your one real reason to live. Male procreation as one of Doctor Thules animals is not your ultimate goal, even if it is his for you.
Federal Express you found had delivered leaving on the front porch an envelope containing first class tickets. The tickets from your regional airport, then to Chicago, and on to Missoula, Montana. You see a voucher for a rental car which seems proper since the ticket and all is a oneway trip.
You make a soft chuckle to yourself thinking that if Doctor Thule has his was with you one might leave by air but in a shipping crate!
Now you must make plans for two possible modes. A plan of attack and force the Doctor to return as many of his recreations to what they were, or maybe worse as for you to accept what is planned.
You shudder to think of that lively little boy as he was to lose his humanity and be nothing more than a breeder boar hog on some farm. Thinking of all the others whether willingly changed or forced into being something other than what they were born is so disgusting. The utter waste of humanity by making people, smart or foolish into things kept only for sex and an ability to advace the great Doctor Thule.
Looking about the house your mind is striving to plan that course of action. It has to be a well sorted out plan as the Doctor is no fool. He has met many and some like yourself might have tried to thwart his plans for them. Yet from what you've read and the attitude of this man over the phone one must rather expect the worse choice to happen.
Soon a suitcase is laid out on the bed and like any business trip ever taken your filling it with days after days of clothes and the needed things one uses every day.
"No !" you say right out loud as one looks at the bed and all the clothes going into your suitcase.
You might not ever come back, in fact its quite likely your not coming back here to be sure! Your bag should be packed with thing to force the Doctor and make him respond to that one demand. Yours is a bag to be filled with items for your purpose in staying human and not just giving up.
Ring, ring, ring, goes the phone as one casts an eye that way you'd rather not answer it. A short look to caller ID says its from the Thule Estate. Your not interested in being brow beaten by the Doc but after two more rings you answer it.
"Hello !" you answer slowly.
"Its me, Tim I took a chance you'd be home. Hank is going to be fine but the Doctor sedated me and the wife while at dinner. She was injected and set for me to watch and learn as he wishes for me to accept what will come. Andria, my wife, the mother of our son is changing! She's plastered with three colors of hair growing out in a pattern like some animal. Her ears changed as face is changing fast. She weeps and cries for herself as teeth all fell out and was told new ones will regrow so she might learn to graze and foriage.
I snuck out from the stall area and am on the stable groom's office phone. The Doc was so tickled by Andria's quick changes he's got himself drunk and passed out.
We need help, call the authorities and send them here before Andria becomes what he has planned. I'll try and hold out if just to save our son from anything the Doctor might do with him. We need you and as my good friend I know you won't leave us to this fate! Please, please come with................thud." the phone is dead and a sound of an open line tells you Tim was discovered.
Your almost in tears as for what you were told and what you just heard. Things are working out just to what Doctor Thule would like and plan.
Sullen you slip into your lazyboy recliner chair and prop up still human feet. Across the room one spies the World Book Encylopedia there with you remember reading to the kids and showing them the hundreds of animals shown. Setting up your almost ready to look at the book planning to ask for the Doc to make you into one of those, your personal choice of animal.
Ring, ring, goes the phone and again your not planning to answer it.
Getting up slowly you walk over and again like always spy the caller ID. "Thule Estate" it reads, you pick it up and begin talking, "Tim I'm coming!"
"That's just wonderful, Andria and Tim should be still able to know you and Hank might squeal with his little feelings of joy. You are expected and please lets not be as so many who came here before with plans and schemes of making me revert what is done.
Tim is again sedated and sleeping as his loving wife has her chance to watch him begin the process. She I was surprised was willing to accept their final placement with the real motherly hope of her son being sent home to family. I told you and not them but Hank is already showing signs of his mature self as he sits in a cell scratching at sprouting pigs bristles.
I have a tight schedule and do hope you can arrive soon as doing so will allow for a slower and more perfect transition of species. If one has to do it fast there comes much pain from bones being realigned. It is so much better for the subject to let things sort of slip into place. I watch as those transform and so doing fall into the desire for sexual pleasure. They have masturbate at first, later have real sex with a simular animal making the process work and in turn increase the need for more sexual play.
Please do come now as what is on the books and is for you something very special and rare will be I'm sure a wonderful experience! " says Doctor Thule as then he just hangs up.
Just as the phone was hung up you heard in the background Andria's voice. What she did was not words but a moan in her voice but sounding as if she was in some wild heightened state of enjoyment. You think to Doctor Thules words and wonder if she was toying with her body as he said some do?