"Sam.. Sam.. Calm down, we'll explain." Gio gulped as his feet paws kicked a little in the air. He'd be positively ecstatic at being manhandled by the big horse like this if he wasn't half-afraid of being thrown out a window.
Hank rubbed his hands together, a sign of nervousness from the skunk. "I'll go get the boss, he can explain, just stay here and try not to kill the wolf." Then the black and white figure of the skunk was out the door and down the hallway.
"You can start explaining while we wait." Sam said, snorting softly into Gio's face. The wolf's ears flattened and he could feel his tail trying to tuck up between his legs. This was exactly why wolves preferred packs, some grass-munchers were just too big. Though Gio liked his big grass-munchers. He felt his feet touch the floor as he was lowered by the horse, but Sam didn't let go of him, still gripping the front of his vest.
"I'm not really good at explaining it." Gio started with a gulp. "I'm not on the science team, I just do installs."
"Try." Sam said, trying to infuse as much menace into his voice as he could, it was surprisingly growly, especially since it had dropped a good octave in his change. "Start with how you did this." Sam said, motioning to his body with his free hand.
"I'm not sure how it works. All I know is when we come into the apartment one of the first things we do is pop one of the change capsules. The.. thingamabobs in it seek out the nearest human and start doing their thing. We keep an eye on you as we do the install and make sure everything is going right." Gio sighed as Sam finally dropped his hand from his vest, though even the angry scent the horse was giving off was exciting in the wolf's nostrils.
"So I just became a fucking horse?" Sam was walking over to his fridge, grabbing a beer to pop and knock back, needing something to settle his nerves.
"Well, we pick which capsule. I, um, I picked the horse one for you. Thought you'd.." Gio gulped and faltered at a look from Sam. "Boss should be here soon." Indeed, Gio's ears flicked as he could hear a pair of foot falls coming up the hallway, one pawed the other hoofed. Sam must have heard the same thing as he looked to the door as Hank stepped through with the boss, the later holding something in his hand.
Zeke was a big boar, it was good to put someone big in charge, kept a diverse crew in check. He was about as bulky as Sam even at a few inches shorter and a small gut added on to give him a little more. His nose twitched between his tusks as he stepped into the room. Hank just took up a position by the door, trying to look unobtrusive. "No wonder he broke through the fucking dampeners. Were these two fucking or do they just want to that bad?" The boar said giving a look up and down Sam, then a rougher one at Gio. "You were told if pheromones got to high to switch to another room. Fucking wolf."
"Sorry, boss." Gio said, his ears seeming to wilt as he shrunk back a bit. Though seemed to perk up as Sam stepped between him and Zeke, looking.. protective? The action just made the boar snort.
"Dampeners?" Sam asked, not even addressing the issue of Gio.
"Mental dampeners, some are on the truck, one is in here." The boar stated knocking the side of the crate. "Shuts off the part of your brain that makes this all seem unnatural. Makes you accept us as normal. Longer exposure, longer it lasts. Eventually it's permanent. Though before then if you get a dose of high emotion it breaks." The last part coming out in a gruff tone with another glare for Gio. Finally, he threw the bundle of cloth in his hand to Sam, who caught it and unbunched it to reveal an oversized pair of work pants. Well, oversized for most people, for Sam they'd be a near perfect fit. The newly minted horse gratefully pulled them on, concealing his still partially equine cock from view. The smell of pheromones in the room dropping just a bit as he did so.
"So you're messing with my body and my head." Sam shot accusatorially as he finished tugging on the pants.
Zeke just shrugged. "Matter of survival. We're refugees and we don't have a viable population. Ain't gonna apologize for saving my kind. But you have two choices ahead of you... Sam, was it?" At a nod from the horse Zeke went on. "We can't undo what happened to you, don't know why you'd want to go back to being a furless monkey anyway." The boar snorted. "So your choices are let us blast your brain with a stronger dampener, you'll think this is all normal and will go on with your life. Or you can join our team. We got a few former humans in the group." Zeke just shook his head at this. "Some of your kind seemed to want to be like us, fucked with the dampeners."
"I didn't." Sam said softly.
"No, you and the wolf there just want to fuck like a pair of rabbits. Which if you do join us you two are not doing on the clock, save it for your free time." Zeke folded his arms over his chest as Gio shrunk back a little at the comment, more so when Sam looked back at him. "Well?"
Sam eyed the wolf a moment longer, his heart did seem to beat a little faster as he looked at the grey furred lupine, but that was just ridiculous. Sam sighed and looked back to Zeke, rubbing the top of his new muzzle. "There's really not much of a choice, is there?"
"More than most are getting." The boar shot back, though Sam only nodded in agreement.
"Okay, I've made up my mind."