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Jackie peered through the binoculars through the trees. A snap of cold hit her, and she zipped up her jacket tighter. It was a cold day for early spring, even with her fur. She wished they could’ve done this in the back of a warm car or something with a drone and Mr. Hewitt mic’d - but the others had been very adamant that Seth wasn’t that foolish. He’d have tech that would detect any kind of listening devices.
Thankfully, Jackie had her canine ears, which were perked up to hear all the sounds she could - well, she tried her best to keep them perked up. She adjusted her ponytail. Gosh she wanted to pull up her hood.
She and Mrs. Hewitt were the only other anthros here, the only ones who could listen for what would be said. The others sat in a crossover in a parking lot across the road, hopefully mixed in with signals of other devices where anyone working with Seth wouldn’t be able to detect them.
A car rolled up, a Jeep. A man stepped out of it that matched the description Jackie had been given by the others.
“Long time no - “
Lucas punched him square in the chest. While Seth did grunt and stagger back a bit, Lucas’s other hand shot to his fist, holding it in pain.
“Well it seems wearing some protection was a good idea,” Seth said, “though perhaps I should’ve taken the motorcycle and worn my helmet as well.”
“You called me here Seth,” Lucas said. “What’s your game? What’s your trap?”
“Trap?” Seth laughed. “Traps are for when you’re trying to catch your target by surprise. You however, like the nice little hound you are, have knocked on my door asking to be let in.”
Jackie could see Lucas lick his snout in displeasure.
“Damn I don’t know how you could get used to that,” Seth said. “With all due respect, you look like a freak of nature.”
Jackie wanted to throw her binoculars at the man. Instead, she gripped them tightly enough it felt like she’d crush them.
“I’ve grown to not mind it actually,” Lucas said. “The tail actually feels kind of nice.”
He wagged his tail slightly while Seth looked at him in puzzlement.
“Interesting…”
“Enough small talk Seth,” Lucas said. “You called me here. If I’m the hound that knocked on the door, if I come inside will you let the pups go free?”
“Of course,” Seth said. “Are you in agreement to this then?”
“Yes.”
Lucas extended his paw, and Seth shook it. Gosh Jackie didn’t like this. Were they just going to let this jacka** run off with Lucas? Wasn’t Lucas going to try to fight back? She sighed. No, she had to stick to the plan. They had to follow the jeep back to where Seth was holding Matt and Ashley.
“How about we discuss the terms over some lunch?” Seth asked.
Gosh Seth’s nonchalant attitude about exchanging prisoners was making Jackie very, very annoyed.
“Fine,” Lucas said begrudgingly.
Seth gestured to the Jeep, and Lucas got in. As Seth got in, Jackie’s heart skipped several beats as the man’s vision looked briefly in her direction. But he closed the door behind him, and the vehicle began driving off.
Jackie waited silently for several minutes, as she’d been told, then Mrs. Hewitt came to her, and they quickly jogged across the street to where the others had parked.
Following the Jeep once they began driving was hardly an easy task. It took odd paths, driving through neighborhoods, parking lots, a gas station… eventually after tailing the jeep for around a half an hour, they saw it stop at a sort of sub shop cafe place.
Jackie jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped, only for Patrick to grip her arm tight.
“Woah, slow down there,” he said. “Natural,” he whispered.
Jackie breathed deep, and pulled on her jacket, walking towards the cafe. Seth knew all the others well, and probably didn’t know her - at least not very well - so she was pretty much the only chance of listening in on this conversation.
She waited and watched, then spotted them sitting outside. Seth was eating a quite big sandwich, and spilling onions all over the laid out sandwich wrapping. Gosh what kind of insane man gets that many onions on a sandwich?
Jackie shook her head, and as confidently as she could, walked into the cafe. She ordered the first thing that came to mind, a grilled cheese sandwich, and some chips. She hadn’t thought about till this moment that she was an anthro, and people still weren’t used to that. Many people were staring at her. Whether it was fear of the unfamiliar or fear that she was contagious, she wasn’t sure. Without Matt with her, she felt extremely anxious. This was going to be who she was for the rest of her life.
Yet for some reason she actually claimed to want this. Seeing that cute dog girl in the mirror… it just felt like who she was. But she had so many conflicting feelings that just wouldn’t let her be happy. She wished that she at least could accept herself, even if others wouldn’t. But the two went hand in hand. She wasn’t like other people, who get insulted and just take it.
Fears crept into her mind of things years down the road, if a cure was ever found. As people would take the cure and “go back to normal,” she would choose to stay the same - and immediately stand out even worse. These days people, even if unwary of her, might take pity on her “sad state.”
But if a cure came, she would immediately be recognized as an oddity. A person who wanted to stay a dog. They might start wondering why. They might see her as creepy, unnerving…
“Jackie?” an employee called out.
“Oh,” Jackie snapped out of it, “here.”
She accepted her sandwich and chips. Huh, she’d forgotten to order a drink - no wait, that wasn’t important. She wasn’t here to get lunch. She was here to watch what was going on.
She went out the door to the outdoor eating area. A chilly breeze passed by as Jackie sat down, some distance away from Lucas and Seth. She wondered if Seth was doing that one negotiating tactic where you make your opponent uncomfortable in some way - in this case, the cold, so you have leverage over them. If so, he was really stupid, because Lucas had a coat of fur in addition to a jacket.
“So,” Jackie heard Seth say, “how’s the research been going?”
“Shut up.”
“So uncivilized,” Seth said, “I thought you were the kind of man who wanted to share your research with the world.”
“I do,” Lucas said, “but you don’t apply because you’re obviously not from the world, you’re from hell.”
“I’m personally quite happy with where my research is going,” Seth said, “your children have been very helpful, they just need a bit of - ha ha, prodding.”
Lucas was quiet.
“I apologize,” Seth said, “inside joke. And I shouldn’t joke about that. Very rude of me. Your children are fine. I think the work I’ve done with them will have very valuable results.”
“Valuable for humanity,” Lucas said, “or valuable for your wallet?”
Seth laughed. “Is it too much to ask for both? Others have gotten rich off of good things.”
“You’re a crook Seth.”
“Insofar as I operate somewhat outside the law, perhaps. But you are operating outside the law yourself. You are doing a number of illegal things. You do them to find a cure. I do them to push the tech forward. Both require sacrifices.”
“My illegal experiments though are not harming others,” Lucas said.
Seth was saying some retort, but Jackie’s ears perked up higher. Wait… Lucas wasn’t doing illegal experiments. She knew he’d stolen data from Generation, and the lab he was operating was in a hazy legal area… but she didn’t think that he was hiding experiments from everyone… was he?
No. She knew that was not who Lucas was. He was only operating in this legal gray area grudgingly. And also… Lucas didn’t use arm gestures like the ones Jackie was seeing him use.
She jumped up from her chair, and without a thought in the world, ran straight to Lucas and Seth.
“Um, excuse me -” Seth said -
But the ruse was out. At this distance, Jackie could see the seams forming the overlay on the fake Seth’s face, as well as the fake Lucas. She'd been tricked by deepfaked faces and voices.
Her mind was completely blank as she ran back to the car at full speed. By the time she stopped at the car and caught her breath, the tears immediately began to flow.
“Jackie,” Patrick grabbed her shoulders, “what’s going on?”
“We messed up,” she sobbed, “they tricked us. The real Seth and Lucas are long gone.”
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Thankfully, Jackie had her canine ears, which were perked up to hear all the sounds she could - well, she tried her best to keep them perked up. She adjusted her ponytail. Gosh she wanted to pull up her hood.
She and Mrs. Hewitt were the only other anthros here, the only ones who could listen for what would be said. The others sat in a crossover in a parking lot across the road, hopefully mixed in with signals of other devices where anyone working with Seth wouldn’t be able to detect them.
A car rolled up, a Jeep. A man stepped out of it that matched the description Jackie had been given by the others.
“Long time no - “
Lucas punched him square in the chest. While Seth did grunt and stagger back a bit, Lucas’s other hand shot to his fist, holding it in pain.
“Well it seems wearing some protection was a good idea,” Seth said, “though perhaps I should’ve taken the motorcycle and worn my helmet as well.”
“You called me here Seth,” Lucas said. “What’s your game? What’s your trap?”
“Trap?” Seth laughed. “Traps are for when you’re trying to catch your target by surprise. You however, like the nice little hound you are, have knocked on my door asking to be let in.”
Jackie could see Lucas lick his snout in displeasure.
“Damn I don’t know how you could get used to that,” Seth said. “With all due respect, you look like a freak of nature.”
Jackie wanted to throw her binoculars at the man. Instead, she gripped them tightly enough it felt like she’d crush them.
“I’ve grown to not mind it actually,” Lucas said. “The tail actually feels kind of nice.”
He wagged his tail slightly while Seth looked at him in puzzlement.
“Interesting…”
“Enough small talk Seth,” Lucas said. “You called me here. If I’m the hound that knocked on the door, if I come inside will you let the pups go free?”
“Of course,” Seth said. “Are you in agreement to this then?”
“Yes.”
Lucas extended his paw, and Seth shook it. Gosh Jackie didn’t like this. Were they just going to let this jacka** run off with Lucas? Wasn’t Lucas going to try to fight back? She sighed. No, she had to stick to the plan. They had to follow the jeep back to where Seth was holding Matt and Ashley.
“How about we discuss the terms over some lunch?” Seth asked.
Gosh Seth’s nonchalant attitude about exchanging prisoners was making Jackie very, very annoyed.
“Fine,” Lucas said begrudgingly.
Seth gestured to the Jeep, and Lucas got in. As Seth got in, Jackie’s heart skipped several beats as the man’s vision looked briefly in her direction. But he closed the door behind him, and the vehicle began driving off.
Jackie waited silently for several minutes, as she’d been told, then Mrs. Hewitt came to her, and they quickly jogged across the street to where the others had parked.
Following the Jeep once they began driving was hardly an easy task. It took odd paths, driving through neighborhoods, parking lots, a gas station… eventually after tailing the jeep for around a half an hour, they saw it stop at a sort of sub shop cafe place.
Jackie jumped out of the car as soon as it stopped, only for Patrick to grip her arm tight.
“Woah, slow down there,” he said. “Natural,” he whispered.
Jackie breathed deep, and pulled on her jacket, walking towards the cafe. Seth knew all the others well, and probably didn’t know her - at least not very well - so she was pretty much the only chance of listening in on this conversation.
She waited and watched, then spotted them sitting outside. Seth was eating a quite big sandwich, and spilling onions all over the laid out sandwich wrapping. Gosh what kind of insane man gets that many onions on a sandwich?
Jackie shook her head, and as confidently as she could, walked into the cafe. She ordered the first thing that came to mind, a grilled cheese sandwich, and some chips. She hadn’t thought about till this moment that she was an anthro, and people still weren’t used to that. Many people were staring at her. Whether it was fear of the unfamiliar or fear that she was contagious, she wasn’t sure. Without Matt with her, she felt extremely anxious. This was going to be who she was for the rest of her life.
Yet for some reason she actually claimed to want this. Seeing that cute dog girl in the mirror… it just felt like who she was. But she had so many conflicting feelings that just wouldn’t let her be happy. She wished that she at least could accept herself, even if others wouldn’t. But the two went hand in hand. She wasn’t like other people, who get insulted and just take it.
Fears crept into her mind of things years down the road, if a cure was ever found. As people would take the cure and “go back to normal,” she would choose to stay the same - and immediately stand out even worse. These days people, even if unwary of her, might take pity on her “sad state.”
But if a cure came, she would immediately be recognized as an oddity. A person who wanted to stay a dog. They might start wondering why. They might see her as creepy, unnerving…
“Jackie?” an employee called out.
“Oh,” Jackie snapped out of it, “here.”
She accepted her sandwich and chips. Huh, she’d forgotten to order a drink - no wait, that wasn’t important. She wasn’t here to get lunch. She was here to watch what was going on.
She went out the door to the outdoor eating area. A chilly breeze passed by as Jackie sat down, some distance away from Lucas and Seth. She wondered if Seth was doing that one negotiating tactic where you make your opponent uncomfortable in some way - in this case, the cold, so you have leverage over them. If so, he was really stupid, because Lucas had a coat of fur in addition to a jacket.
“So,” Jackie heard Seth say, “how’s the research been going?”
“Shut up.”
“So uncivilized,” Seth said, “I thought you were the kind of man who wanted to share your research with the world.”
“I do,” Lucas said, “but you don’t apply because you’re obviously not from the world, you’re from hell.”
“I’m personally quite happy with where my research is going,” Seth said, “your children have been very helpful, they just need a bit of - ha ha, prodding.”
Lucas was quiet.
“I apologize,” Seth said, “inside joke. And I shouldn’t joke about that. Very rude of me. Your children are fine. I think the work I’ve done with them will have very valuable results.”
“Valuable for humanity,” Lucas said, “or valuable for your wallet?”
Seth laughed. “Is it too much to ask for both? Others have gotten rich off of good things.”
“You’re a crook Seth.”
“Insofar as I operate somewhat outside the law, perhaps. But you are operating outside the law yourself. You are doing a number of illegal things. You do them to find a cure. I do them to push the tech forward. Both require sacrifices.”
“My illegal experiments though are not harming others,” Lucas said.
Seth was saying some retort, but Jackie’s ears perked up higher. Wait… Lucas wasn’t doing illegal experiments. She knew he’d stolen data from Generation, and the lab he was operating was in a hazy legal area… but she didn’t think that he was hiding experiments from everyone… was he?
No. She knew that was not who Lucas was. He was only operating in this legal gray area grudgingly. And also… Lucas didn’t use arm gestures like the ones Jackie was seeing him use.
She jumped up from her chair, and without a thought in the world, ran straight to Lucas and Seth.
“Um, excuse me -” Seth said -
But the ruse was out. At this distance, Jackie could see the seams forming the overlay on the fake Seth’s face, as well as the fake Lucas. She'd been tricked by deepfaked faces and voices.
Her mind was completely blank as she ran back to the car at full speed. By the time she stopped at the car and caught her breath, the tears immediately began to flow.
“Jackie,” Patrick grabbed her shoulders, “what’s going on?”
“We messed up,” she sobbed, “they tricked us. The real Seth and Lucas are long gone.”
Previous: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/45746576/
Next: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/46074566/
First Part: https://www.furaffinity.net/view/43399487/
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Category Story / Transformation
Species Dog (Other)
Size 77 x 120px
File Size 48.7 kB
W- oh... What just happened? I am confused and very intrigued!
Side note: I wonder if people are making a lot of money off of this like what was going on with the topic which shall not be named. For instance, people immediately began manufacturing fun masks as well as more hand sanitizer in 2020, so I wonder if in this world businesses began manufacturing hate with ear holes and pants with tail holes? Would be cool to see the things that are being invented while all this is happening!
Side note: I wonder if people are making a lot of money off of this like what was going on with the topic which shall not be named. For instance, people immediately began manufacturing fun masks as well as more hand sanitizer in 2020, so I wonder if in this world businesses began manufacturing hate with ear holes and pants with tail holes? Would be cool to see the things that are being invented while all this is happening!
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