Influenced ATE 15 (Mitch) Anthro Mal0 TG (Patreon)

(A different kind of TG than I usually do, but hope everyone likes it all the same :) )

Mitch was nervous, his gun resting heavily in his hands as he stood alone on guard duty outside the containment cell of SCP-1471’s affected devices. 

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Mitch’s phone buzzed in his back pocket as sweat trickled down his face. SCP-1471 also coined Mal0, was an infected app that could be downloaded and sit invisibly on one’s phone. The only evidence it was downloaded was text messages that the phone would periodically receive containing pictures personal to the infected phone’s owner, places they’d frequent or even be presently in, with one small addition… SCP-1471 itself, lurking in the photo. 

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Mitch clenched his teeth, trying to resist the urge to check his phone. He could already imagine the creature: Tall, covered in black fur, its exposed canid skull staring back at him with the dead, foggy white eyes inside it. His groin stirred thinking about it. He almost couldn’t resist its call. As menacing as the creature was, he couldn’t help but feel a longing for it, and every second he spent trying to resist looking at his buzzing phone, the worse it got.

“Ha-ha-ha-ha…” Mitch sputtered with a nervous exhale. 

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His gun clattered to the ground as he hurridly dug in his back pocket to retrieve his phone and stared at the screen. There was a part of him that didn’t want to open the message, fearing what would happen to him if he did, but the desire to see the creature again was far too strong for that. A swipe of his thumb brought up the message…

The door… it was the one he was guarding. It was right behind him!

Mitch turned around with fervor and nearly jumped out of his skin as the creature’s murky white eyes bore into him. Its breath fogged the glass of the door as it stood breathing, staring into Mitch, who stood motionless in awe of its presence. 

“Haaaaaaaaaa……”

Mitch could hear it breathe, but he didn’t dare make a move. Mal0 wanted something from him. It just needed to tell him what! 

SLAM

Mal0’s large clawed hand abruptly slammed against the glass, its gaze still locked on Mitch, who suddenly understood what Mal0 wanted. It was alone. It needed company. All those infected phones the Containment Facility confiscated and decommissioned only stopped it from getting the company it desired, but Mitch had reached the 90th hour of exposure and extended his hand gingerly toward the glass to match Mal0’s. 

The glass was hot where Mitch’s hand touched, the warmth from Mal0’s massive paw penetrating the other side and connecting the two with its heat. 

“Y-yes, I’ll do it.” Mitch laughed as a sudden shock passed through him, making his body recoil to the floor and heat up like he’d just been put under the blazing hot sun. It felt good radiating through him, making his body pulse repeatedly as he curled his toes in his boots. 

“Ha ha!” 

This was the moment! Mal0 had jump-started something inside him, and the euphoria that it was bringing was so goooooooooood. Mitch’s curling toes were curling further, folding under his soles as the flesh melded and bones cracked, scraping the bottoms of his boots as both his feet balled up near the heel. Mitch groaned as he stretched his legs on the floor, his ankles elongating to an extreme as the bones lengthened and bent, pulling out of his boots. Mitch groaned in relief as his bones cracked; it was like waking up from a long nap, every crack satisfying and pleasurable as he felt something grow out of his amalgamated feet, raking across the soles of his loose boots. He kicked the useless footwear off and looked behind him to see his fur-covered digitigrade feet and long black claws tapping against the cold cement floor. 

Mitch was drooling at the sight of himself, the dark as night fur climbing up his calves that were swelling round with muscle and fat, tearing his pants as his lower body bulged, his legs flexing hard as seams popped around his thighs, the flesh working through the holes until it burst through completely. 

Mitch couldn’t stop panting. The heat was overwhelming, and his cock felt like it was about to explode, throbbing in what was left of his pants as his hips started to stretch apart in tandem with his ass that was bloating unevenly in the seat of his pants, the cheeks sloshing around as mitch squirmed on all fours, feeling the fur cover his massive wiggling thighs and submerge his balls between walls of plush flesh and fur. Mitch knew what was coming. His enormous ass was already starting to split the center of his pants, the slight sound of rips following the sensation of his backside growing heavier and free while he could see the center button of his pants only a second from flying apart. 

Mitch yelled in rapture as his pants tore apart, shedding off his body like old skin as his hips cracked out and his buttcheeks swelled to wobbling globes. 

“Yeeeeeeeesss Ahhhhh!” The fur rushed to claim his changed parts as Mitch repeatedly came, jetting cum onto the cement floor as each spurt stretched his spine, forcing his waist thin as it stretched his body longer while something else pushed from the base. It wriggled and spazzed as it forced its way out, pulling his cock and balls with it as they started to slip between his furred thighs. Sickening pops echoed in the empty hallway as his testicles slipped into his body, a burst of clear cum splurging from his sinking penis as it was dragged along into a furry slit that claimed its prize and blasted out a full-length black tail in return that swished from side to side over Mitch’s ass. 

Mitch was sweating profusely and panting like bitch in heat, her pussy drooling between her legs, the fluid shimmering on her fur as she more than accepted the role Mal0 had planned for her. Pant’s turned to growls as Mitch splayed his hands on the ground, the skin turning grey and nails black before dark black fur sprouted from the backs of them. Mitch dug his nails into the floor as his hands grew, the fur crawling up his arms as muscles strengthened but slimmed, his frame shrinking as his shoulders snapped narrow. 

“Gettttting~ Hotttttter~” Mitch growled, her voice getting lighter and more animalistic as his long claws tore his shirt to ribbons, unveiling his still bald chest and waist. 

“Hehehe~ ha~ ha~ ha~” Mitch’s tongue lolled out of her mouth as a long string of saliva dripped from the lengthening muscle, the sudden development caused by her watching her nipples turn dark along with the grey fur that was spreading up her belly, the grey localized to her midsection as everything else was budding out black. She laughed as she felt her nipples turn sensitive, the black discs jumping out as her flat chest was becoming a thing of the past. Breast tissue flowed in, making her small buds blossom. 

“Mooooooooore, want, moooooooore” Mitch’s teeth sharpened as she spoke, lengthening too big for her mouth as they converged on her tongue, forcing her to keep her mouth agape in order to not bite it off, her face feeling strange as she watched her tits jump, ascending sizes in a burst of jiggling with each ascent. She leaned forward on her claws, letting her tits dangle and grow to massive e-cup udders beneath her as her brown hair darkened turning black like most of her as the tops of her ears pointed, little hairs appearing on them too as they flexed upward, growing long and flicking at the sound of her now black hair growing around it. 

Sounds were sharp, her senses heightening as her large body shuddered. She could sense her head was a second away from perfection, her vision growing dark for only a moment as her blue eyes sank into her skull, a flicker of white taking their place as her jaw began to stretch, her nose carried with it as all the useless bare skin on her face started to melt off. Splats of flesh hit the ground as Mitch’s skull pushed forward, his human skull becoming canid as it lengthened out. 

“Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa~” 

A steamy breath left Mal01’s long jaws as she crawled to where she’d last seen Mal0 in the door window. Finding nothing, she pushed her tits up against the glass. 

“Wheeeeeeeeeeere.”                   

Mal01’s ears pricked up as alarms started to blare, and lights started to flash red. There was little thought in her head other than to satisfy this need inside of her, her pussy aching for something hard to fill it as she heard the boots of guards running in her direction. 

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Archival Document

Mitch, former guard/SCP 1471A Case 0

We managed to capture the guard after his transformation into SCP 1471A. It seemed that the creature's only goal was to mate with the nearest sentient being after its transformation and kidnapped one of the guards after attacking and rendering a squad of N-7 personnel unconscious. We’d managed to capture SCP 1471A and recover the kidnapped individual after a group of “Nine-Tailed-Fox” personnel were called in to deal with the threat. 

The recovered individual has had a serious side effect after being in intimate contact with SCP 1471A. Screaming and shouting to be with the creature at all times, we’ve had to keep the affected person sedated indefinitely.

SCP 1471A, although captured, is in a state of constant heat. Almost always seen pleasuring itself, it seems to be the only form of sustenance it needs as it doesn't eat or sleep. Efforts are made to keep males away from SCP 1471A’s holding cell, as their presence sends 1471A into a sexual frenzy, making it that much harder to contain. 

Note: SCP 1471A seems to have been created after prolonged exposure to SCP 1471 “Mal0”. All personnel are now required to give mobile devices to holding upon entry into the facility to avoid the further spread of SCP 1471’s influence.