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Secret Agent No More	By : ShiTiger Category: +M through R > Phineas and Ferb Views: 3416 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Secret Agent No More. Chapter 2b: Torture
Note: {Thinking}

Perry regained consciousness to a painfully bright light shining down into his eyes. All around him, humans in white lab coats raced back and forth, accompanied by loud beeps and trills from the strange machines set up around the room.
Perry strained his head to the side, his eyes focusing on a group of scientists huddled around an examination table. Their jumbled voices made his head throb, but he needed to figure out what they were up to so that he could plan his escape.
Moments later, the scientists moved away from the table, shaking their heads and peeling crimson-soaked gloves from their hands. The mess left behind was almost unrecognizable. Almost. Patches of blood-soaked teal fur on a small, partially dissected body made Perry breath in sharply. His vision began to blur as he stared into the cold, dead eyes of the platypus laying on the table next to him.
Unable to help himself, he twisted his head away from the gory scene, breathing in and out deeply in an attempt to keep himself from throwing up. What he saw on the other side was worse.
There, in the mirrored glass wall, lay a young man strapped to a table. A young human male with teal hair and wide, panicked brown eyes. Perry opened his mouth wide, then closed it quickly, watching the reflected human do the same. {It's not possible. I'm a platypus, not a human. I'm a platypus. It's not...}
A scream filled his ears as his heart began to beat rapidly. {Who is screaming? Am I screaming?}
'He's awake. Sedate him!'
Perry struggled against his bindings, but was unable to get away from the needle. It sank into his arm, sending a drowsy feeling through his body. 'N-n-no.' The world faded to black.
***
Perry groaned as he woke, his head aching painfully.
{What? Where...}
His brown eyes flickered around the small room... no, cell. He was in a cell! Perry sat up quickly, regretting it when his stomach rolled at the sudden motion. Closing his eyes quickly, he covered his mouth with both hands and forced himself not to be sick.
{Deep breaths, Perry. Deep breaths.}
'You're finally awake,' a familiar voice purred from across the small room.
Perry's eyes snapped open again as the man responsible for everything stepped through the cell doorway. Guards locked it behind him, leaving their leader to his prize.
The platypus... {no, not a platypus any longer} Perry remembered with terrifying clarity. He wanted to examine his new body, but he refused to look away from Roger for even a moment. The man was evil, pure evil...
The human's grin widened, his dark eyes tracing over Perry in a way that made the agent want to hide. Never before had anyone, ANYONE, looked at him in such a revolting way. It made his new human skin crawl.
'Let's get down to business, Perry the Platypus. Oh, I guess I should call you Perry the FORMER-platypus now, shouldn't I?' Roger laughed at his own joke, before pulling up a nearby stool and sitting directly in front of the teal haired man on the cell bench.
Perry shivered, but steeled his nerves. Never let your enemy know you're afraid. He'd get out of this... he always did.
***
'I'll get straight to the point. You're special, Perry. Very special. You're the best agent the O.W.C.A. had and you were wasted on my stupid brother. But, you're not a lowly platypus now, are you? You're my first test subject to survive the brain transfer. Well, your former body didn't survive it. It's still on the dissection table,' chuckled Roger, eyeing his prisoner.
Yes, HIS prisoner. Teal hair pooling around his shoulders, creamy pale skin hidden only by a knee-length white shirt, frightened brown eyes... yes, Perry was frightened. He was acting like a well-trained agent would when faced with an enemy, but Roger could see the fear in his eyes. It was intoxicating...
'You're still not as superior as real human. But these bodies are quite close to the real thing. They even have the ability to change based on the personality of the test subject. Teal hair, that's unique. I expected you to be older. Your body is registering as merely 24 years of age. Quite young for a respected secret agent like yourself,' Roger leered at the former agent.
The younger male glared back at him, but his body was trembling. He'd be weak for days before he finally got used to his new human form. And Roger was more than willing to exploit that weakness for his own personal gain. After all, he hadn't expected the agent to turn out so deliciously attractive.
Leaning forward, Roger whispered into the former agent's ear, 'If my brother could see you now. He's still very much in the closet. Why do you think his ex-wife divorced him in the first place? Hmmmm..'
***
Perry flinched back as the cold words drifted into his ears. A large, unwanted hand was sliding up his thigh and under his shirt. The slimy feeling of a tongue rasped over his earlobe, followed by the pinch of human teeth biting down sharply on his sensitive new flesh.
'S...S....T...O...P' Perry managed to stutter out, pressing his hands against the larger man's chest in hopes that he would go away. No such luck.
'Do you really think you can stop me, Perry? You're not used to your new body yet. You'll be as weak as a kitten for the next few days... and I plan to take advantage of that,' the greasy voice announced.
Perry gasped as something on his chest was pinched and fondled roughly. {Nipples... I think.}
The human male's mouth pressed against his neck in a fake imitation of a loving kiss as his big hands continued to touch and fondle without pause. Dark eyes gleamed down into his, filled with lust. It disgusted the agent to the core. Never in his life had he imagined something like this would happen to him.
***
Roger nibbled on the younger man's neck and enjoyed the feel of creamy flesh beneath his fingers. The former agent was quite responsive without even realizing it. His brown eyes darkened with panic, staring up at him in a way that made Roger feel like the strongest man in the world. Yes, he liked that look on Perry. His stupid brother had no idea what he was missing.
Releasing the former agent, Roger stood to remove his belt. He was going to be the first to dominate Perry and if it was as enjoyable as he thought it was going to be, it wouldn't be the last time either.
The teal haired man had his arms wrapped around himself, his brown eyes flicking around the room in panic.
{Really, Perry... where are you going to go? The doors are locked and the guards aren't about to let you out. Besides, I have all your little friends locked up. If you become... difficult, I'll make sure they pay for it.}
His attention slipped for a moment as he shuffled his pants down to expose his hard and weeping member. Perhaps next time he'd have the young man suck him off...
A sudden crash brought his attention back to the little former-platypus. Really, the boy just kept giving him ideas. Horribly perverse ideas. Especially seeing him on his hands and knees, virgin ass peeking out from under his shirt as he tried to find the strength to crawl away.
'Trying to get away, are you? Your body is too weak, Perry. But if you really want to be taken like the animal you are... well, we'll do that next time. I want to see your eyes when I take you for the first time,' Roger yanked the younger male toward him by the foot, ignoring his pathetic yelps of pain as his legs and front scratched against the cell floor.
Easily turning his prisoner over, Roger leered down at the former agent before spreading the boy's legs and shuffling between them.
To his credit, Perry did manage to put up a bit of a struggle. It only amused Roger more as he stroked his own cock and lifted the other male's shirt out of the way to expose his creamy thighs, attractive little manhood and pert ass.
A slash of pain brought him out of his inner fantasies as sharp nails managed to rake down his face. Now, that just wouldn't do...
***
Perry could feel himself starting to hyperventilate. That disgusting human was between his legs and his new human body was just too weak to get loose. It just wasn't fair. If only he was back in his real body. Granted, if he was then the human likely wouldn't be trying to force-mate him.
{Have to stop him. Have to escape!}
Without realizing it, Perry raked his new human nails down the larger man's cheek, leaving behind bloody scratches that dripped down his face.
Roger's eyes became even darker and the small sense of satisfaction Perry felt was quickly drowned by the feeling of his arms being yanked over his head. His shirt followed soon after, leaving him fully exposed, wrists tied tightly with his own clothing.
A grin came over the older man's face and there was a sudden flash of intense pain from his lower half that made Perry shout. The wet sounds of mating filled his new human ears. The human loomed over him, staring down into his eyes and thrusting painfully into him without pause.
'What's wrong, animal? Aren't you enjoying this? I know I am.'
Perry gasped for breath as one of the human's gigantic hands suddenly pressed down on his windpipe, choking him even as he continued to force-mate him. The human released his strangle-grip before Perry could blackout, but the torture continued.
'S..S...T...O...P...' Perry tried again, tears welling up in his eyes from the pain.
***
'Why? I'm enjoying this. Maybe next time, if you behave, then I'll think about preparing you first. But I don't think you really deserve it right now. After all, look at my beautiful face,' Roger reached down and gripped the younger male by his chin, pulling his head roughly forward so he was forced to look at him.
The young man's eyes were filled with pain as tears spilled down his cheeks. Roger knew he couldn't just let the boy get away with injuring him. After all, Roger was the superior human. Perry was just an animal... an experiment to be used and thrown away.
Reaching down, he yanked the smaller man off the ground and bit down hard into his shoulder. Perry let out a screech and struggled against him.
'You're mine now, Perry. My little pet. Your body belongs to me. And every time you try to stop me from taking what is rightfully mine, I'll hurt one of your little friends,' Roger promised, pulling back and licking the blood from his lips.
The teal haired man stared back at him fearfully, crimson streaking down his pale chest from the bite on his shoulder.
'Now, let's finish this. I can't play with you all day, little pet,' Roger focused on the feeling of his cock sliding easily into the other male's tight passage. It would be slick with blood once he was finished, but the little former-platypus deserved it for trying to escape.
Tight... Hot... Wet... The perfect little sex slave.
Roger felt himself release with a flood of pleasure. The man beneath him shrieked, struggling weakly. Roger just smirked as he withdrew his bloodied cock and tucked it back into his underwear, standing to pull up his pants and adjust his shirt.
The sight of the young man lying in a pool of blood and semen really should have disgusted him, but it gave the human a sense of satisfaction to see his little pet so thoroughly debauched.
Roger ordered one of the guards to send in a doctor to make sure the experiment didn't suffer any long-term damages. After all, he wanted his little sex slave prepped and ready for him next time. He had a feeling it would be a long time before he tired of this one.
As he walked out the cell door, Roger turned to call over his shoulder, 'Well, that was fun. I'll have to get a better bed installed in here for the next time. You animals might enjoy rutting on the floor, but we humans have a lot more class. Sleep well, Perry the former Platypus.'
...tbc...
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