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You eye the leader suspiciously. A rebel army of rogue kangaroos? You'd rather take your chances here.
"Um, I'm gonna have to say no thanks," you stammer.
He narrows his eyes and frowns at you. "Are you sure? We usually find that converts are leaping - no pun intended - at this opportunity."
You don't like the way he's looking at you. "Uhh. No. Thanks anyway."
"Your loss," he says, eyes sliding over your body. "You would have made an excellent cadet." Yeah, right, you think as the roos regroup and leave through the tunnel. You breathe a sigh of relief as the last one disappears down the hole. Now you can get back to jumping.
No sooner do you lean your back against the wall for rest than two hands appear to shoot out of nowhere and pin you to the wall. Somehow, they manage to tightly bind and gag you, and you quickly find yourself being carried to Dr. Lengths.
You're dragged into a guarded room where Dr. Lengths is waiting. He leers at your rounded form. "Excellent," he hisses. "The transformation has worked particularly well on you. Perfect body for the new race of roomans." He laughs and moves closer to you. You can smell his dirty breath as he holds you and traces his finger in your fur, neck to tail. You have an extreme urge to give him a mighty kangaroo kick in the groin, but your powerful haunches are bound by some strange substance that increases in strength when you strain against them. Dr. Lengths puts his head on your large, furry chest and sighs. He looks at you and grins. "Come now. You are going to have my baby... I mean, my joey."
Written by Finny Fiona (edited by wanderer)