Inmate 17962: Roccograndi, John

[CAMP MEDIC]

A brow quirked up as Dr. Ralston looked the patients file over. Member of the Scriptor Bay police force. She'd seen a few other cops and had mixed feelings about them being on the force. The Therianthropes were clearly good at tracking considering their animalistic nature, but she had found that many of them were jumpy and quick to lash out. The bandage covering her left arm under her lab coat was proof of that. She'd been attacked by a jaguar the previous day and 32 stitches later she was back on the job, running more tests.

She was wary of the wolf she was going to meet this afternoon. He was hulking, and she could clearly see the muscles rippling over him in the photo provided in the file. She asked for and extra guard so she wouldn't be attacked further, knowing that any one of the animals could lash out at her for doing her job.

The exam room wasn't very large and it had a room attached to it. Roccograndi would be receiving his blood work and then would be coming in to see her. She sat there waiting for the guards to excort the man in. When he did finally arrive, one look at him told Jessica Ralston that this guy could tear her limb from limb if he chose to. He didn't look exactly happy, either. None of them did and she couldn't exactly blame them. She wasn't thrilled with all of this either, and this John fellow would definitely be less than happy with her in a few minutes. Or maybe he would be fine with the tests she needed to run. She gulped and nodded to a chair, feeling uneasy at his size.

"Please take a seat, John." She said softly, being authoritative but not overly so. She noted the name he preferred, Jack, and then continued on with the beginning business. "Any allergies to medications? Any medical conditions? Family history of any diseases?" And so on, constantly on alert for him to attack. She looked briefly to the guard to make sure he was ready in case Jack decided to lunge. She needed to be working on smaller people.

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

Jack had been on edge from the moment he stepped off the bus. Even days later, he had yet to relax. There weren’t many men willing to challenge him, either in human or animal form, but he was always on guard. Being locked into a concrete building with thick, heavy steel doors every night was not his idea of comforting. The only time he got some amount of rest was when the other animals were resting too, and he could let his guard down just enough to get a few hours of sleep. Only when he was relaxed like this did he allow himself to think of Rebecca. He’d been an ass the last time he saw her and he wondered if now he would ever have a chance to prove her wrong. He wondered if she’d even noticed he was gone yet. Even so, she wouldn’t know where he was for some time. There was no way the city could keep this secret, though. Too many people were gone, disappeared in a matter of days, with the only explanation that they were “sick.” But there were people who would know the truth. There were always people who knew the truth.

His sisters would wonder where he and his mother were. Thankfully Jack got to see his mother every day in the mess hall and in the yard. She was scared and worried, but she wasn’t nearly as frail as she looked. She held up her own, even though she was in her early sixties, and she was the only calming influence in his life. It drove him crazy that he couldn’t stay by her side to protect her throughout the day, but women weren’t nearly as territorial as men and he knew he really didn’t have that much to fear. He even ran into one of his colleagues, Gina Faye. She had flagged him down one day in the yard and all but pounced on him when he got close. “Finally, somebody I know!” The woman was beautiful even dressed in a navy blue jumpsuit and not a drop of make-up, not to mention she had that cute Southern accent; but he couldn’t appreciate her fully when he was still pining over another woman. Gina told him about her ailing grandmother forced from her retirement home only to land in the infirmary at the camp. “Why couldn’t they just leave Nana in the nursin’ home? She needs better care than what she’s gettin’ here.” The thought had angered Jack too. This whole process was like the Nazis rounding up all the minorities they didn’t like and throwing them into concentration camps to do meaningless hard labor. The only difference was the camp administration wasn’t directly killing people. Well, not yet…

When he was told he would be brought in for medical evaluation, he immediately became suspicious. He wasn’t going to be part of any Nazi experiments; no fucking way. They took him as he was coming out of the barracks that morning, not allowing him to eat breakfast. When he got into the infirmary, he was told that was standard procedure for blood tests. Was that the only reason he was there this morning? For blood tests? He didn’t think so, but he allowed himself to hope. When they had taken four vials of his blood, the nurse led him from the room and into one down the hall where a woman in a white lab coat sat. His brow was low and suspicious, his eyes hard as he surveyed his surroundings for any clue as to why he was there. Normally he was kind and laid back, but he had no reason to trust anyone who worked in this damned place.

“Please take a seat, John.” He looked back at the doctor and reluctantly moved to the chair, sinking into it. “Jack. I prefer Jack.” His voice was terse and he refused to relax in the chair. “Any allergies to medications? Any medical conditions? Family history of any diseases?" He glanced to the door, longing to just jump through it and tear his way through anyone that tried to stop him. “I’m allergic to sulfa. No medical conditions, history of high blood pressure in my family.” They were basic questions with basic answers, and it wasn’t enough to distract him from his anxiety. “Why am I here?” he asked straightforwardly. He wanted answers now.

[CAMP MEDIC]

Dr. Ralston wrote quickly in the file as Jack spoke, trying not to miss anything. he didn't say much and it was easy to get it all down. “Why am I here?” He asked brusquely and she looked up again briefly before eyeing the guard. "We need to run some tests. All inmates are required to submit to testing when told to. That's all the information I have, Mr. Roccograndi. I take my orders from above, just as you do." She replied in her own curt voice letting him know the subject wasn't open for discussion. He could either accept it or not, but it was simply how it was and he would be required to deal with it.

When she was finished writing she put the file down and pen and looked across at the man. She would be lying if she said she was a little anxious in his presence. "There will be a handful of tests today, nothing painful, or rather nothing that should be. You might feel some discomfort at times, but if you're open about your discomfort and cooperative then we should have no problems." She explained. "That being said we should get down to business. The first test is one of a more personal nature. If you'll come with me, please."

Dr. Ralston got up from her spot and walked to the small room that was attached to the one they were currently in. The guard stayed close, but not too close. She opened the door and inside was a chair, a television and a stack of magazines. "We're going to need a semen sample. There are magazines available with both men and women and there are a few DVD's to choose from." She reached for a testing cup that was in the room already and passed it to him. "Please collect your sample in here. When you've finished you may come out so we can move on to the next phase of our testing. Please stay in human form for this portion of the tests. Do you have any questions?" She asked, ready to leave him to his business, though despite the fear she felt for him, there was certainly a part of her that wouldn't mind aiding in this test, but she certainly didn't let on.

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

Jack saw the doctor’s eyes shift to the guard, but he hardly cared if the doctor felt threatened. He could feel a growl rising in his throat, ready to pounce if that guard came near him. “We need to run some tests. All inmates are required to submit to testing when told to. That’s all the information I have, Mr. Roccograndi. I take my orders from above, just as you do.” That growl was in his voice as he spoke again. “Like the Nazis? You’re just following orders? Does that help you sleep at night?” The guard took a step forward and Jack turned his glare on him. The man knew how to carry himself quite well, and he wasn’t about to let a doctor or a guard push him around. When the tension lasted for a good long minute, the doctor laid her pen and his file down and looked at him. Jack eased somewhat, glaring at her still. “There will be a handful of tests today, nothing painful, or rather nothing that should be. You might feel some discomfort at times, but if you’re open about your discomfort and cooperative then we should have no problems. That being said, we should get down to business. The first test is one of a more personal nature. If you’ll come with me, please.” A more personal nature? He didn’t like the sound of that at all.

The doctor led him to an adjoining room, opening the door to a small, plain room. There was a TV, a chair and magazines. A waiting room? What? No…no, those were definitely skin magazines…and those DVDs were definitely XXX rated. What the fuck? His eyes went to the doctor with shock and a little bit of disgust. “We’re going to need a semen sample. There are magazines available with both men and women and there are a few DVDs to choose from.” He only took the cup out of habit, not because he was agreeing to this at all. “Please collect your sample in here. When you’ve finished you may come out so we can move on to the next phase of our testing. Please stay in human form for this portion of the tests. Do you have any questions?” Loads. For instance, did she really expect him to masturbate in wolf form? Did she honestly think he was okay with this? He felt fucking violated! “You told me to express my discomfort. I’m really uncomfortable with this.” Just as he expected, his discomfort went ignored. God, this was practically rape! He didn’t want to beat off for these assholes! He didn’t even know what they were going to do with his sperm. For all he knew, they would use it to breed babies simply for experiments, and that was NOT okay with him.

It took a long time for him to even calm down. His friend wasn’t cooperating today it seemed, and he sighed, leaning his head back against the door. There was no way he was sitting in that chair. But he was hungry and they wouldn’t let him eat until he got out of here. Fuck! Finally, he started to wonder what could actually get him excited right now…Rebecca. These days it was always Rebecca. He remembered the way her lips felt against his, how hot their kiss had been, how good it had felt to pin her between his hips and the refrigerator…well, that certainly got him started. His hand found its way into his jumper, pulling it off enough that he wouldn’t dirty himself doing this…well, literally anyway. He grabbed the cup and got down to business. If things had gone differently that day, Rebecca could have been on his counter, screaming out as he had his way…a low growl emitted from the back of his throat with pleasure as his eyes sank shut. It was the only time he’d truly had privacy since being in the camp, so it didn’t take him long to complete his task, envisioning Rebecca panting and sweating as his lips could work against her neck and he worked in her. When it was over, his heart was racing slightly and he had to take a moment to regain his strength once more and come back to the real world. He realized in that moment how much he missed Rebecca.

There were tissues in the room and he cleaned up as best he could before popping the cap on the cup and walking out of the room. There was even a sink with some soap where he washed his hands before leaving. Outside, the doctor was waiting for him and he felt his cheeks getting hot as he handed over the sample. Though they had been in the other room, the doctor and the guard had certainly heard the soft grunts and growls he’d made as he imagined him and Rebecca, and it was mortifying. He had always worried his sisters would feel violated someday, but now he was the one being violated. It made him feel sick. “What now?” he asked brusquely.

[CAMP MEDIC]

The man was uncomfortable with this experiment and she could honestly understand why. He didn't know what was going on and they were collecting sperm from him like some animal. Then again, he actually was some animal. She assured him he had no reason to feel uncomfortable, and though he was reluctant he finally made his way into the room to proceed with the test.

Dr. Ralston waited patiently, knowing if this upset him, her other tests probably would, too. She tried to pretend she didn't hear the grunts and moans from within the room. She took a seat and shifted a little in it, doing what she could to not think about what that incredible specimen was doing in that room. What was he thinking about? She wondered briefly if he had any sort of attraction towards female dogs. Did he mate in wolf form? Would he attack her if she asked? She wished desperately someone else had received this case.

Finally she heard the man washing his hands and stood up, coming to meet him at the door. She took the sample when he exited and handed it to her, making sure his name was marked correctly on it in addition to his identification number. She also couldn't help but notice the amount that was in there. It was impressive and she tried not to blush as she thought about this guys tool. Her cheeks flamed slightly but she kept a professional face on and put the cup into a little fridge in the room.

"I appreciate your cooperation." She said professionally before waiving for Jack to take a seat. "This next part will be a written portion. Before we continue I need to ask if you consider yourself hetero or homosexual?" She noted his answer and continued. "Are you now, or have you ever been sexually active?" Again she noted his answer before continuing. "Please answer the questions in the questionnaire to the best of your ability. No one will be judging you based on your answers, we simply need to know to better understand your reproductive ability." She passed a clipboard to him with a small golf pencil that had a slightly dulled tip. "Take your time and let me know when you have finished." She took his chart and moved away to give him some time to look the questions over.

Do you ejaculate during intercourse?
Do you ejaculate into your partner's vagina?
Do you use any type of birth control?
Do you or your partner(s) use birth control?
Have you ever been unable to achieve an erection adequate for intercourse?
Have you ever ejaculated through a soft (flaccid) penis?
Do you ever ejaculate prior to vaginal penetration?
Is intercourse ever painful for your partner?
Do you use any lubricant for intercourse?
If so, what lubricant:
Do you frequently ejaculate into your partner's rectum?
Have you ever impregnated a woman?
If so, how many times?
Have you ever had sexual intercourse with a female while in another form?
If so have you ever impregnated a female, either human or not, in another form?
Do you have sexual urges towards non human females?
Approximately how often have you been sexually active within the last year?

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

“I appreciate your cooperation.” Jack all but scowled at the doctor. He didn’t appreciate his cooperation. Nothing would have made him happier at that moment than to tell the doctor to fuck off and then go get something to eat. Of course, he wouldn’t do that with a gun aimed at him, and he knew it was rude to treat a lady like that…even a lady who asked for a DNA sample without the promise of a meal in transit. "This next part will be a written portion. Before we continue I need to ask if you consider yourself hetero or homosexual?" God damn it, there was more? “Heterosexual,” he grumbled. These questions were so invasive. "Are you now, or have you ever been sexually active?" He squirmed a little in his seat. “Not in the past eight months.” What did his sexual history have to do with any of this? Next she would ask what his favorite position was. He might say doggy style just to see her face.

"Please answer the questions in the questionnaire to the best of your ability. No one will be judging you based on your answers, we simply need to know to better understand your reproductive ability." Why did they need to know his reproductive ability? It was the same as any other person’s. He reached out and took the pencil she offered reluctantly. "Take your time and let me know when you have finished." His eyes went to the questionnaire and he grimaced at the questions he glanced over. He hated answers questions like this. Putting the pencil to paper, he glared at the sheet as he hesitantly answered each question:

Do you ejaculate during intercourse? Yes.
Do you ejaculate into your partner's vagina? Yes. Jesus…
Do you use any type of birth control? Yes.
Do you or your partner(s) use birth control? Yes, condoms.
Have you ever been unable to achieve an erection adequate for intercourse? Yes, with too much alcohol consumption. Why do you need to know about my erectile dysfunction?
Have you ever ejaculated through a soft (flaccid) penis? No. Christ!
Do you ever ejaculate prior to vaginal penetration? No. I’m not a teenager.
Is intercourse ever painful for your partner? Occasionally. Though I never know if they’re just saying I’m too big or if I really am too big.
Do you use any lubricant for intercourse? No. I’m not having sex with old ladies.
If so, what lubricant:
Do you frequently ejaculate into your partner's rectum? No. Not a fan of butt sex.
Have you ever impregnated a woman? No. God, I hope not.
If so, how many times? 0
Have you ever had sexual intercourse with a female while in another form? No. What the fuck!?
If so have you ever impregnated a female, either human or not, in another form? No. EW!
Do you have sexual urges towards non-human females? If this means animals, no. If this includes other Therians, then yes. Now these fuckers think we’re all into bestiality.
Approximately how often have you been sexually active within the last year? Once or twice.

When he finished with the questions, he set his pencil down and glared at the doctor before pushing both the pencil and the questionnaire over to her. “I’m finished.” What else was she going to demand of him? Had he been a wolf, his fur would have been bristling in that moment.

[CAMP MEDIC]

Dr. Ralston waited patiently, pretending to stay busy while her patient finished his form. Finally she turned towards him when she heard him utter “I’m finished.” She came over and took the form, reviewing it briefly. According to his answers he seemed like a typical human heterosexual human male, but she knew he wasn't. Hmm, he occasionally hurt his partners? She peaked up at him and then down his body before tucking the form into his folder. Yes, he was a big guy. Chances were he was well endowed. What surprised her was the lack of sex over the last year. Once or twice? She expected more.

"Very good." She said softly and nodded her head towards the door. "If you would follow me, please." She led him from the room into another where there was a treadmill set up. "Please strip down to your undergarments." She didn't bother looking at him, setting his file up and pulling out the electrodes she would be taping to him. "We are going to be measuring your heart rate during a simple run, Mr. Roccograndi. We will start with a light slow paced jog and work up to a steady uphill run. We would like if you pushed yourself as hard as you can for this test. If you become too tired or feel you simply cannot go anymore, please let me know."

Dr. Ralston made her way over to Jack taping the electrodes along his chest. She noticed his hard ab muscles which did nothing short of turn her on. Her fingers lingered maybe a little too long as she pressed the devices into his skin. When she was done she waved towards the treadmill. "When you're ready." She told him, moving to her computer to start the controls. "How often do you work out?"

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

“Very good. If you would follow me, please.” Jack got to his feet and followed the doctor out of the room and into a room with a treadmill. Were they going to do that stress test on him where they made you eat bagels and run until you threw up? He had seen those tests on TV and he had no interest in being a part of one. He hadn’t thrown up since he got the flu three years ago, and he would like to keep that count going. “Please strip down to your undergarments.” Jack gave her an exasperated look but then did as he was instructed with extreme reluctance. He may have been a Therian who had to get naked to shift, but that didn’t mean he was comfortable stripping in front of doctors. At least he still got to wear his underwear, though. He had to step out of his boots in order to get the jumpsuit off, but he put them back on since he was going to have to run on the machine. The doctor elaborated on that while she got ready to hook him up to a machine.

“We are going to be measuring your heart rate during a simple run, Mr. Roccograndi. We will start with a light, slow-paced jog and work up to a steady uphill run. We would like if you pushed yourself as hard as you can for this test. If you become too tired or feel you simply cannot go anymore, please let me know.” Jack nodded and had to admit he was looking forward to this test. He loved running, as he had talked about with Rebecca, and he had been itching to do so since he entered the camp. A good workout was just what he needed to take out his frustrations at this point. And there he was thinking of Rebecca again…he would have loved to have been running partners with her. He was thinking of her as the doctor taped the electrodes to his body, but he was distracted when he noticed the doctor was taking her time putting those detectors on his chest and abs. His eyes gazed down at her suspiciously. There was no way this doctor could have the hots for him. He was suddenly feeling even more violated and he swallowed hard to fight back his gag reflex.

“When you’re ready.” He was more than ready and he stepped up onto the machine, looking to her expectantly. “How often do you work out?” Jack shrugged. “Every day if I can. The only time I miss a work out is if I’m sick or I run out of time in the day to do it.” The treadmill started and Jack began the slow, steady jog the doctor said they would start out with. It got progressively faster, but he kept up with it easily. He hardly broke a sweat in those first ten minutes as the pace picked up. It wasn’t until they had him in a steady run that he started to feel the sweat dewing on his skin and his breath start to get heavier. It was fantastic. This was the burn his muscles needed. He forgot they were even doing tests and really tried to enjoy this time.

[CAMP MEDIC]

“Every day if I can. The only time I miss a work out is if I’m sick or I run out of time in the day to do it.” Naturally she noted this in his charts. It had been a common trend among some of the therians she'd seen herself. They almost all preferred to be physically active, especially the ones who shifted into energetic animals. The young woman who shifted into a common house cat had been relatively lazy, and she wondered if the other doctors found similar results.

She turned the treadmill up gradually allowing Jack to get used to each setting before moving him up a little more. He didn't seem to mind this test and it looked almost as if he was even enjoying himself. Chances were if he worked out daily then he would be enjoying this since they didn't have an awful lot of me time to do any exercising. Sure they had that hour outside but that was all some of them had to talk to their family members. Did Jack have any family here? A wife perhaps? Or sibling? Parent? She had seen no other Roccograndi's listed, but that didn't mean anything. Sometimes last names varied among family for various reasons.

It had been ten minutes and Jack had barely broken a sweat. He certainly knew how to pace himself, even with her on the controls. As she turned up the speed and he began to really run, she could see how much more intense the workout was becoming, but he still didn't seem winded. She made notes now and then, occasionally glancing up and studying his body. She could clearly see every muscle defined on his sleek, built body. His abs were strong and she could easily see his six pack, the sweat beading down his body, the exercise making those muscles practically bulge out even more. He was a marvelous specimen to look at and she was finding it harder and harder not to look. The things she would do to him.. the things she would let him do to her! Dr. Ralston got hot thinking about it. She almost wished she could participate in these testing trials somehow, study how the males mate..

The doctor attempted to pull her mind from the gutter, working the controls and making him start to run uphill. She could hear his steady panting and she checked his heart rate. He was definitely in shape and he was doing fine. More than fine! It was impressive.

They were going on close to thirty minutes now, Jack at a steady uphill run. His heart was racing and she could see how hot he was, the sweat dripping down his body, his hair damp and sticking to his forehead.. She continued to study until he told her that he needed a rest. She began to lower the treadmill, slowing his run down to a quick jog, and then down to a slower jog until he was walking. It would be better if he could take his time cooling off and when the machine finally halted she got up from her spot at the computer and went to the fridge.

"That was very impressive, Mr. Roccograndi." She told him, grabbing a bottle of water and bringing it to him. "Please, take a seat if you need." She offered giving him a minute to cool down. She brought him a small towel and took out another bottle of water if he needed it. "Would you care for something light to eat?" What she would give to have him nibble on her.

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

Jack loved this test. The faster he went, the more his muscles burned and ached and the more alive he felt. His heart was racing, his blood pumping, and when he closed his eyes he could almost forget that he was trapped in a concentration camp hooked up to a machine and being experimented on. It felt so routine and normal to be running again and he wished he was running along a trail near Megsy instead of on a treadmill in a concrete building near Megsy. He was dripping sweat, his muscles taut and screaming and he pushed his long hair out of his face as he continued. When the machine moved upward to simulate going uphill he imagined he was in the mountains. This right here was better than thinking of Rebecca while jacking off into a cup…well…maybe it was equal. But he couldn’t last forever, and his muscles were beginning to wear down and burn too much. “Okay, slow it down,” he huffed. It was a slow progression down to walking, but it was okay by him. He knew he would need a good cool down to avoid getting cramps later. Finally he was at a walk, his heart rate slowing once more as he steadied his breathing. His eyes opened and he was back in the camp, hooked up to a machine with a doctor controlling it who had the hots for him. If only he could have run forever and forgotten everything.

The machine stopped and he pushed his sweat-soaked hair out of his face again. Still huffing, he watched the doctor move to a little fridge in the room. “That was very impressive, Mr. Roccograndi.” She brought a bottle of water to him and he nodded, twisting the top off and sucking the icy drink down. With his empty stomach, he felt the liquid coating his stomach and freezing it for a moment. It felt good, but it almost made him shiver. “Please, take a seat if you need.” Jack did just that, and took another long swig of water. If he wasn’t careful he would get a cramp, but it tasted like the cleanest water he had had since coming to the camp. It was sweet and cold and it felt so good in his stomach. “Would you care for something light to eat?” Oh, now he got to eat, now that he was on the verge of cramps he was so hungry? Oh well, food was food. “Please.” His answer was polite but his voice came out a little gruff with his raw throat. Even a protein bar would satisfy him at this point, but what he really wanted was a steak. The wolf was just under the surface, waiting to pounce.

He ran his fingers through his hair again before wiping his face and chest with the towel, running the soft cloth down his arms too. He also swiped it over his hair and then wrapped it around his neck, sighing as his head hung loosely from his shoulders. It didn’t even matter that he was in his underwear. He just wanted to enjoy this moment of simply sitting, resting, and steadying his breath. “Do you have steak?” he asked as a joke, a very slight lopsided smile showing on his face. He felt better now that he had worked up a good sweat and had a fantastic run.

[CAMP MEDIC]

Dr. Ralston went to the fridge again and looked for a sandwich. The fridges were pretty well stocked with beverages and food for the inmates, which she found surprisingly humane. They weren't completely treated like animals, but she could understand why they might feel that way at times. “Do you have steak?” and she turned to look at him, noting the lopsided little smile. She would be lying if she said she didn't feel that smile all the way down in her groin. "Unfortunately we do not, but I think we might have roast beef." She offered, pushing some of the sandwiches around until she found a roast beef one. Dr. Ralston pulled it out along with a bottle of juice and brought it to Jack. It likely wouldn't be enough to fill this beast of a man, but it would be enough to satiate his hunger for the time being.

Dr. Ralston set the food down and the drink in front of Jack. "I'm going to just clean up and get the next stage prepped while you eat and cool down. Feel free to peel the electrodes off yourself whenever you're ready." She offered leaving him to eat as she moved away. She wiped down the equipment and moved to make notes in his file both on paper and in the computer, ignoring him for the most part.

When the doctor was finished she moved to a cabinet and opened it, pulling down a a couple of tiny packets before turning to Jack and noting he was finished his meager meal. "If you like after we've completed the testing you can have more to eat. Now if you would please accompany me back to the exam room we began in." She knew Jack wouldn't fuss too much because if he did he would have to deal with the guard who was still standing watch with his gun at the ready at all times.

Once back in the room they started in the doctor led Jack back towards the small side room but the magazines and chair had been removed and in its place stood a bench that was a couple of feet off the ground, the top cushioned. Dr. Ralston opened her hand and offered the packages to Jack; condoms, two different sizes.

"This test is very similar to the one we began with, only this time we want you to ejaculate in your wolf form. Please place the condom on before shifting. The bench is for you to mount if necessary. The videos are still available if you desire them. If you need any assistance please don't hesitate to bark or ask." She tried her very best to be professional about it all, but she couldn't help but feel a little awkward. "Do you have any questions?"

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

“Unfortunately we do not, but I think we might have roast beef.” Jack nodded. “That’ll do.” He gulped more of his water down while the doctor fished around in the refrigerator until she found a sandwich. She also brought him some juice, which he was grateful for. That would be good for replenishing his muscles. “I’m going to just clean up and get the next stage prepped while you eat and cool down. Feel free to peel the electrodes off yourself whenever you’re ready.” He didn’t waste time doing that before he dug into his small meal. It was the best sandwich he’d ever tasted, probably because he hadn’t had real food since landing in this place and he was so hungry. He gulped down the juice too and savored how sweet it was. When he got out of this place, he was taking his mom out to their favorite places to eat. Jack ignored the doctor cleaning up as much as she ignored him and inhaled the sandwich and juice. When he was done, he felt fuller than he should have.

The doctor moved to a cabinet and pulled something out before turning back to him. He hoped that was the end of the tests. “If you like after we’ve completed the testing you can have more to eat. Now if you would please accompany me back to the exam room we began in.” That caught Jack’s attention. Why would they have to finish up in there? He wasn’t going to jack off into a cup again. They had their sample and it was a good one. His contribution to their sick science was done. Still, he complied with a menacing look at the guard watching him, and they returned to the room. When they returned to the room, they walked again into that small side room, only now there was a bench and two condoms. What the fuck? “This test is very similar to the one we began with, only this time we want you to ejaculate in your wolf form. Please place the condom on before shifting. The bench is for you to mount if necessary. The videos are still available if you desire them. If you need assistance, please don’t hesitate to bark or ask.” Jack felt like he was going to be sick and his face clearly showed his displeasure. No. Fucking. Way.

“Do you have any questions?” A low rumble sounded from Jack’s throat as he took a threatening step closer to the doctor. “Listen to me, doc. I have never and will never do that in my wolf form. I may shift into an animal, but I’m human first and foremost. I already gave you a sample in my human form, isn’t that enough?” Next he knew, there was the butt of a gun in his back and he was buckling to his knees with the pain. He grunted, his mouth tight for a long moment as the pain subsided. When it had, he glared up at the doctor and shook his head. “I won’t do it. I’m not an animal and I won’t let you treat me like one.”

[CAMP MEDIC]

Dr. Ralston heard the low rumble in Jack's throat as he stepped closer, and she immediately tensed. She didn't want another attack! Dammit, this was why she asked for smaller patients! Ones that couldn't overpower her in either human or animal form! She was a little woman, and she didn't need to die doing the governments dirty work!

“Listen to me, doc. I have never and will never do that in my wolf form. I may shift into an animal, but I’m human first and foremost. I already gave you a sample in my human form, isn’t that enough?” She was afraid to answer, to speak, unsure of how he would act. He was an animal! She could see how much of one he was by that look in his eyes, something she would see in a rabid dog! The guard finally did his job and brought the butt of his gun down on the shifter's back, bringing him to his knees.

It wasn't enough to get the sample in only human form. Why would she ask for it otherwise? For her health? “I won’t do it. I’m not an animal and I won’t let you treat me like one.” She didn't feel bad for Jack in that moment. He'd given her a scare and that was enough to put her on edge once more. She'd been attacked one too many times as it was and she would be damned if she was going to let it happen again!

"I'm sorry that's how you feel." She said her tone more cool than it had been for the latter parts of their testing. "Unfortunately I'm required to obtain a sample in both of your forms to compare them and see if there is any difference in your reproductive makeup depending on what form you take. You have two options Mr. Roccograndi; you can cooperate and do it yourself, or the sample will be taken by force this evening. These are not my orders. Be angry all you want, lash out if you must, but you need to understand I have a job to complete, and if I don't complete it, someone else will. In fact there's a good chance someone else will have to if you force us to wait until you shift naturally, now.." She offered the condoms again, glancing quickly at the guard who had his gun out at the ready, "Are we going to do this the hard way or the easy way, Mr. Roccograndi?"

[JACK ROCCOGRANDI]

“I’m sorry that’s how you feel.” Jack wanted to punch this woman in the face. He did not hit women, but for this one he would make an exception. He wasn’t going to do this! He wouldn’t be treated like a god damn animal! Maybe he became a wolf, but he was a man more often than not. “Unfortunately I’m required to obtain a sample in both of your forms to compare them and see if there is any difference in your reproductive makeup depending on what form you take. You have two options Mr. Roccograndi; you can cooperate and do it yourself, or the sample will be taken by force this evening. These are not my orders. Be angry all you want, lash out if you must, but you need to understand I have a job to complete and if I don’t complete, someone else will. In fact there’s a good chance someone else will have to if you force us to wait until you shift naturally. Now…are we going to do this the hard way or the easy way, Mr. Roccograndi?” Where were these orders coming from? Why were they doing this to the Therians? There was no point to these fucking tests. He wanted to tell her to go fuck herself, to continue refusing simply out of principle, but even in his furious mind he knew that wouldn’t do a god damn thing to help him.

With a glare and a clenched jaw, he snatched the condoms out of the doctor’s hand. Before he went into the room, though, he leaned down a little closer to her, his voice a low, quiet rumble. “Imagine being locked up simply for being born a woman, or for the color of your skin, or for your ethnicity. Then imagine they take you to be experimented on without explaining what they’re experimenting for. Imagine you have no say in anything that’s done to you. Then imagine they put you on a table, spread your legs and see how well you reproduce, not once, but multiple times. Having gone through all of that, would you give a fuck if they had a job to complete? I hope you enjoy this job you have to complete. I hope you sleep like a baby when you think of what you’ve put innocent people through.” He walked into the room and slammed the door behind him so hard he was surprised the frame didn’t splinter. If they wanted a fucking sample, he would rather do it himself than have someone else sedate him and take it. He stripped his clothes off and prepared himself for what he needed to do. What did he even need to do to ejaculate as a wolf?

Condom in place and shifted, Jack let his instincts take over. He placed his front paws on the bench so his pelvis was level with the end of the bench. He bucked against the soft top of the bench and felt a deep, feral hunger. He wanted to satiate that hunger immediately. What he wanted was to take the silly rubber thing off and just go at it with the bench, but he knew he shouldn’t do that. Panting, he bucked quickly until finally he growled and felt completely relaxed and satisfied. He lowered himself off the bench and shook himself off before shifting back. Jack cleaned himself up and put his jumpsuit back on, feeling sick to his stomach. He wanted to punch something, anything, but doing so would get him and gun butt in the back. With his “sample” still in the condom, he held it delicately in his clumsy fingers, glaring as he walked back out of the room. The whole process didn’t even take fifteen minutes. He held the condom up for the doctor to see. “May I go now?” he snarled. He hated this fucking place, but he would rather being doing chores than staying in this place being poked and prodded.

[CAMP MEDIC]

Ralston was glad when he snatched the condoms from her. At least they wouldn't need to force him later, which would be horrible at best. Jerking a dog off that you knew was human seemed extremely unpleasant and was well within the range of molestation. When he bent closer she stiffened and gave a quick look to the guard who was at the read if he dared try anything. “Imagine being locked up simply for being born a woman, or for the color of your skin, or for your ethnicity. Then imagine they take you to be experimented on without explaining what they’re experimenting for." She gulped but tried not to make any movement to show how completely uncomfortable she was. "Imagine you have no say in anything that’s done to you. Then imagine they put you on a table, spread your legs and see how well you reproduce, not once, but multiple times. Having gone through all of that, would you give a fuck if they had a job to complete?" No, she wouldn't, but they weren't putting Jack on a table and impregnating him. They were asking him to jerk off in a cup.

"I hope you enjoy this job you have to complete. I hope you sleep like a baby when you think of what you’ve put innocent people through.” She pursed her lips, not wanting to show he was striking a nerve. These were alien species to them, people they didn't think could exist outside of science fiction movies. It wasn't her fault they needed to run these tests and if she weren't doing it someone else would be, and they might not have the gentle hand she did. Sure, she could be cold and callous, but she was intentionally cruel as she'd seen other doctors being. Still, she couldn't blame Jack for feeling this way, she only wished he hadn't lashed out on her.

The doctor refused to make eye contact with the guard as they waited near the door. She needed to listen for the sounds to make sure they were those of a canine's since they couldn't exactly watch. At least he'd been allowed privacy! Honestly, Jack was being unreasonable! Wasn't he? She knew he had a reason to be upset. All those people did, but this was a simple, harmless test! For science! The sound of panting broke her from her thoughts, the bench scraping lightly against the floor. She even heard some growling in there which satisfied her enough to know he had done what he was supposed to. Jack was suddenly much less attractive to her.

When he opened the door she still refused to look at him, knowing already she would push his case on to someone else to finish it tomorrow or whenever he was going to be brought back for the rest of his testing. When he offered the condom gestured towards the counter. "You may leave it in the cup." She said softly, almost bashful. “May I go now?” he snarled and finally she looked up at him, wanting to tell him off or put him in his place, but refraining. That wasn't professional at all and she strove to be professional.

"Yes, that will be all for today. They will complete the last test tomorrow or the following day. It's another simple running test." She explained not wanting to get him worked up. She nodded to the guard who grabbed the man and escorted him out of the room. Once alone she had to tell herself to stay calm, she needed to do this job and the Therians would have to deal with it. They weren't being treated all that bad, better than real prisoners in most cases! Still, he'd struck a nerve. She went to the sample and readied it for testing.