Hello and welcome to another horrific chapter of "Test Subjects". Here, we will tell the tale of our favorite pirate, Foxy, as he tells the life of being forced to "walk the plank", or, to put simply, to be manipulated as a tool for whatever horrific reason these scientists have for the poor fox.

Regardless, I hope you still enjoy this story. I'm very sorry for being late again, because personal life has been catching up to me again, especially school. Again, I'm very sorry.

Now, on to the chapter, everyone!

September 19, 2039

Foxglove Hole

Time: Midnight, 1:34 a.m.

Xavier Foxglove woke up to the sounds of his brother Mateo's crying.

The red-haired fox hybrid got up from his bed, rubbing his yellow eyes. Once his eyesight returned to normal, he got out of his bed, outside of his room, and walked up to his brother's rest. Matt was squirming and gripping on the sheets tightly again, tears flowing from his cheeks.

Xavier crawled up to Matt's bed and patted his younger brother's thigh. "Shh... It's alright, Matt. No need to worry." He said in a soothing tone, hugging his brother's head, which was mopped with strands of light pink hair. "There are no hunters. We'll be safe, I promise."

Mateo's eyes opened wide, tears creating a waterfall that fell through his cheeks. "X-Xavier...?" The young boy asked, looking at his older brother in shock. The red-head smiled as a response.

The pink-haired male fox started sobbing again, planting his head against Xavier's chest. "B-Brother! I had a n-nightmare...!" He screamed softly, hugging his brother tightly. "I-I-It was horrible...! Pirates were forcing you to walk the plank, with sharks underneath the water, waiting for you to fall so that they can eat you! I-I couldn't do anything, I was being tied down-"

"Now, now, it's alright, Matt. Don't cry." Xavier consoled the younger fox, who looked up to him, sniffing. Xavier wiped the tears away from his eyes, smiling reassuringly. "You don't have to worry. I'm here, okay? Those mean pirates won't hurt me and you, and any of our siblings, ever. We'll take them down with our pirate crew, alright?"

With that reassurance, Matt smiled, wiping away his own tears. "A'right, Captain Xav! I'll make sure to try my best in each battle we have!"

Xavier laughed and patted the young boy's light-pink hair. "Haha! Very good, matey. But first," He grinned, pointing to the bed. "A good pirate never gets tired, so you should probably get some sleep. We've got to deal with pirates tomorrow."

The 13-year old nodded, then prepared to close his eyes to sleep. "Good night, Xavier..." Matt yawned, pulling the bed sheets closer to his thigh.

The red-head smiled softly, pulling the sheets and throwing them over to his whole body. He kissed his younger brother's forehead, before heading to turn off the lamp. The 14-year old then walked up to the door, taking one last peek at his snoring brother.

"Good night, Matt." He muttered back, slowly closing the door behind him.

He sighed to himself, throwing his head back, hitting the door. It's always been this way since the substance attacked them; Matt started getting nightmares about hunters capturing them all, in the form of "pirates". In these times, Xavier was always the one who comforted the boy, although at times Freya or Morgan could take care of him.

It's been quite a few years since they saw Lolita. It's been quite a few years since they lived a normal life.

Time flies really fast, doesn't it?

With a sigh, which was followed by a yawn, Xavier started to stumble back to his room, rubbing his eyes. He was tired, that was for sure. He advanced towards his room, drowsily opening the door and entering, then closed the door behind him.

Xavier jumped on his bed, staring up at the ceiling in wonder. Man, it's been a few years, hasn't it? That dreaded substance has finally taken over the world, and it's using them as a tool. Unfortunate for his family, they were one of the substance's puppets. It successfully turned them into fox hybrids.

The red fox sighed to himself, closing his eyes. He was done contemplating for now. The red fox yawned and turned over to the left side of his bed, ready to sleep for the day.

We've got to deal with pirates tomorrow, and a good pirate never gets tired.

"Oh, look. A fox cave."

Yellow eyes quickly widened. The red fox immediately stood up from the bed, looking out of the window. W-Wait, are those- He squinted his yellow eyes to confirm if he was right about the voice's owner.

His eyes widened when he saw that he was right.

"Why don't we check it out?"

"Sure. There might be some fox hybrids here."

Shit! He flinched, quickly jumping off the bed, running out of the room. He first went up to his sister Freya's room, who was still sleeping soundly on her bed. Luckily she could deal with humans because she asked Morgan to cut her tail off for her. They always got out of human situations because of his sister, and Xavier was grateful for that.

This night, however... he felt as though something is going to go wrong.

"Freya!" He exclaimed in a hushed tone, shaking his sister's body to wake her up. Taking quick turns at the door to see if there were any hunters, he continued. "Freya, wake up!"

With that, Freya stirred, rubbing her yellow eyes. "Eh...? Xav...?" She yawned and stretched her arms, then turned to her younger brother. "Is it morning yet? What's wrong?"

"Hunters!" He immediately exclaimed, pointing to the door. "There are hunters, Freya! I heard them from a few meters away, and I'm pretty sure they're already-"

"Hello? Is someone in there?"

Xavier's eyes widened, before he whipped his head to the door's direction. Fuck, they're here. He thought, gulping down on his own saliva. Even Freya seemed to have lost her sleepy state, quickly transforming into a cautious and alarmed expression.

Freya stood up from her bed in her pajamas and Xavier's shoulder. "You take care of Morgan and Matt. I'll go check." She told the younger boy, before making her way out of the door. Xavier nodded, quickly running out of the room to get to his younger siblings.

Xavier ran around the hallways, searching for Morgan and Mateo's rooms. Luckily he does know where Mateo is located, since he just got there a while ago, but Morgan's room was still in the second floor; he doesn't really know where her room is. Freya does.

He quickly entered Mateo's room and started shaking his younger brother's body slowly. "Psst, Matt...!" He whispered, adrenaline flowing through his veins. He was panicking, but he had to keep going. "Matt, wake up! There are pirates...!"

Hearing the word "pirates" immediately made Mateo jolt up from bed, sleepy and worried eyes staring into Xavier's panicking ones. "Th-Th-There are pirates?!" He exclaimed, hugging his brother tightly. "B-But I don't want to be a prisoner of the pirates! I want to get out of here!"

"Shh, Matt! They might hear us..." Xavier pressed his finger against his lips. He then carried his little brother and started hurrying out of the room. "Come on, let's go inside the attic. The pirates won't see us there-"

Suddenly he could hear the back door being fiercely pushed open, making Xavier's eyes widen. He ran as quickly as he can towards the flight of stairs, advancing to the second floor.

As soon as he was on the said floor, he hurriedly ran up to the first room he could see. Luckily, it was Morgan's room. Finally he could properly hide his younger siblings in the attic-

"Nah, we don't need any more *vixen. We've already had twenty of them in the Testing Institution."

"...R-Right. So the only thing we should be searching for are male foxes?"

"Yes. Any male fox that is seen, regardless of age, should be taken away. Leave the vixen hybrids alone."

"Yes sir!"

Oh no! They're finally here! Xavier thought as he hurried up to Morgan's side. No, no, they shouldn't take Matt away! I have to hurry!

As soon as he reached his sister's bed, Xavier put Matt down, patting his shoulder. "You, hide under the corridors of the bed, Matt." He instructed the younger boy. "You don't want the pirates to catch you, do you?"

Matt nodded, but then a face of worry reflected on the young boy. "B-But what about you? Will they catch you?"

"The most important thing is that I could hide you and your sister. Now go."

As soon as Matt crawled deep into the bed, hiding in the shadows, Xavier climbed up on the mattress and started to shake Morgan's body. "Morgan," He began, which made the other fox stir in her sleep. "Morgan, there are hunters! Hide under the bed!"

"What?!" Morgan exclaimed, standing up from the bed, looking at her brother with worry. "Hunters? And me, going to hide in the bed? But what about you?"

"What matters now is that you protect Matt from the hunters! Now go!"

Morgan quickly obeyed, getting off the bed and crawling under it. Once she saw Matt, she quickly gestured him to be quiet, which made Matt obey.

But both were worried for their brother, and they wanted to help him.

Xavier smiled to himself, getting away from the bed to avoid suspicion. Now it's my turn to hide-

Before he could even walk out of the door, it was suddenly slammed open.

Standing beside the door were three hunters, the middle one maliciously grinning as he stared upon the young boy.

"Get him."

Xavier's eyes widened. The red fox hybrid tried to run away and get out using the window, but the hunters were too fast. Two of them ran up to him and grabbed the back of the collar of his shirt. No matter how much Xavier struggled to get out of their grasp, it wasn't working.

Xavier was brought to their leader, who was calling someone on the phone. "Yes, Mr. William. I have a fox. Male, confirmed." He grinned and teasingly ruffled his red hair, with Xavier's attempts of removing his hand away by shaking his head rapidly. The hunter then chuckled. "Ahaha, there are about twenty whores in the fox station! He would have a really good time."

He didn't want this. He had to escape somehow, get out of here, find a hiding place... Argh, why isn't his mind working?! Is it the panic that was taking over him?

Thoughts were disrupted when a painful strike on his head was applied. The next thing he knew, his vision was getting blurry, and he could feel his energy decreasing. He felt his body collapse and lie on the ground.

After that, he was carried away. To that dreaded Testing Institution.

Before he could close his eyes, and before the door was closed, he could see Morgan and Matt peeking from under the bed once they got out, with tears rimming from their eyes.

I'm sorry, my siblings. The pirates got me.

But I tried.

Present day

June 20, 2043

Testing Institution, Room #4187

Time: Morning, 11:17 a.m.

"It isn't your fault, Foxy."

A young 18-year old fox hybrid's yellow eyes fluttered open, as he heard a young vixen hybrid's statement echo in his ears. He turned to face her, yellow eyes softening in pity.

He sighed. "No, it is, Jessica. I forced myself to do that to you."

Jessica blinked, but smiled softly at the fox. She sat herself next to Foxy, hugging her bare legs against her chest. "You know you aren't at fault, Foxy. We all aren't." She stated, hugging her legs even tighter. "Its those scientists who are forcing this fate onto us."

The red-fox ducked his head, biting his lip. "I-I... I don't even know anymore, Jessica." He turned his back on the girl, his eyebrows narrowed in sadness. Tears were about to pop out of his eyes. "If only I were quick enough to escape them, we wouldn't have suffered this fate." He sniffed, tears finally creating a waterfall upon his cheeks. "The thirty five vixen who I just had intercourse with wouldn't have been impregnated with children who would suffer a horrible fate as their mothers. And that includes you."

"If you are to ask me, Foxy, **tods like you have it worse." Jessica told the other, who wiped his tears with his eyes. "All the vixen needs to suffer is rough sexual intercourse and painful birth, but you still have to suffer whipping, being forced to swim in cold water, torture, and bullying." She shivered at another thought in mind. "And I heard that Jeremy Fitzgerald has finally rammed inside of you without permission."

Foxy shuddered. The feeling of the blonde scientist's length inside his entrance was still present inside him. "Y-Yes, exactly..." He nodded at the girl's statement. "I-It's still painful whenever I move. And the sticky liquid is still trapped inside."

The black-haired girl nodded. "I-I know. But I'm proud of you, Foxy." She smiled at the older fox, who turned to her, listening intently. "Regardless of the angry taunts the scientists shouted about fucking me harder, you still retained to a gentler way."

Foxy only blinked, but gave a nod. He smiled. "I can't stand seeing a girl suffering because of me. That's why I don't like rough sexual intercourse." He stated, then closed his eyes. "It's just like raping your own sister."

Jessica kept silent for a moment, then opened her mouth to speak. But before a word was said, the slide door was suddenly opened, revealing three scientists by the door. Both had face masks covering their mouths, but their eyes screamed bloodlust.

A familiar blonde scientist made Foxy shiver in fear. Oh no. It's him again.

The first one removed his mask, then glared at both foxes. Most particularly Foxy. "Take the girl." He instructed one of the scientists behind him, who quickly obeyed. He grinned. "I'll take care of the tod."

Jessica struggled, but the scientist who was holding her was too tough. She quickly turned to Foxy and gave him one last reassuring smile, before she was taken away out of the room.

Now, the poor red fox was left alone with the bastard who tortured him yesterday.

Jeremy Fitzgerald.

The blonde scientist laughed to himself, then locked the door behind him. "So, Foxy..." He began, slowly walking up to the terrified and shaking young man. "Have you finally impregnated that woman?"

Foxy kept silent for a while, but ducked his head and nodded. "Y-Yes, Jeremy."

The blonde scientist smirked, then knelt just by Foxy's level. Using his finger, he raised Foxy's head up so he could look at him straight in the eye. He giggled seductively. "If you were a woman, I would have fucked you real hard like what you did to Jessica, you know."

The red-fox hybrid shook, yellow eyes wide. His mouth curled up to a defensive frown. "I-I didn't go rough on her."

"Oh, whatever, Foxy." Jeremy scoffed, standing up from his position and calling in another two of his assitants, who brought in yet another vixen hybrid. She seemed... really terrified, more terrified than Jessica was, who was calmer. The blonde scientist grinned at her. "This time, you'll go rough on this one."

Foxy's eyes widened. "N-No." He glanced worriedly at the girl, who was shivering fearfully while being forcibly seated next to Foxy. Both foxes were scared for what might happen later.

Jeremy chuckled maniacally, grabbing a clipboard to start recording the events that are about to happen. "Roger, lay the vixen on the ground." He commanded the assistant, who immediately obeyed, grabbing the female and holding both of her bare shoulders to the ground. She shivered in fear, pink eyes wide with tears. "Make sure she doesn't escape her position." Jeremy added.

"And, as for you..." The 27-year old scientist turned to Foxy, who was immediately picked up from the ground through his tied arms. The fox flinched in pain, the grip on the assistants too tight for him to get away.

"Get him to position." With that said, one of the assistants forced Foxy to kneel on the ground, his length just between the vixen's legs that were forced open by the other assistant.

The young blonde haired vixen shivered and squirmed underneath the red fox, eyes begging him to not do it. "P-Please... Please don't..." She pleaded, sobbing, tears streaming down her cheeks. "Please don't do it, sir... I don't want this... Please..."

The pleads of the young woman shattered his heart, but all he could do was stare at her with paralyzed eyes. I shouldn't do this. I really shouldn't. He thought, secretly agreeing with the woman. But...

But I can't do anything right now.

"Now then, we shall begin." Jeremy sat on a swivel chair, writing notes on his clipboard. He grinned and nodded at the assistants, who were there to 'assist' them in their intercourse. "Foxy."

The red fox could only listen to the scientist, his yellow eyes wide as his throbbing erection was positioned in the female's entrance with a hand.

"Thrust."

Once that was said, Foxy could feel himself being pushed forward towards the young woman's naked abdomen, and he could feel his length finally throbbing inside her entrance. The young woman jolted and arched her back, screaming and sobbing. Her assigned assistant held her mouth, rendering her screams muffled. The woman's body shook, her hands gripping tightly on the man's hands on her mouth, but the more she moved, the more she felt the pain of Foxy's length inside of her. Her cheeks were red in shame and arousal, and she closed her eyes, trying to endure the pain.

"Continue." Jeremy commanded from nearby, scribbling more words on the observation paper.

Foxy yelped in surprise once he was forcefully pushed again, his erection finally inside her. The man did this several times to him, making Foxy unwillingly thrusting inside the poor vixen underneath him. Even he himself could not breathe anymore. He felt like he was also being raped.

"P-Please, wait-" He was cut off when a familiar pain on his back stung him like bee venom. He screamed in pain, dropping his head on the vixen's now-sweaty abdomen. The man made him thrust again, with Foxy choking and trying to catch his breath.

"Harder. Faster."

That command made everything worse. The man was pushing Foxy rapidly, with his erection finally hitting the girl's insides too many times now. He panted, drool forming in his mouth. "A-Ah...!" He breathed out, but was not unable to say a word. He closed his eyes, his cheeks red as he felt himself almost about to come inside.

He glanced weakly at the woman apologetically, tears in his eyes. I'm sorry. He wanted to say, but he was too busy unwillingly obeying the orders of Jeremy.

I'm truly sorry.

"Harder. Faster now."

Foxy closed his eyes, letting the sweet sensation of sin take over him.

"Go on. Keep going."

Please. Lord... He prayed, panting unevenly as he was pushed faster and faster. Please, just get this over with.

Please let me come...

"That's good. Faster."

Foxy could do nothing but obey, his yellow eyes refusing to open up.

"...Faster."

"Harder."

"Thrust into her hard."

Without even trying to fight back, the red-fox hybrid shut his eyes and let the scene unfold. Tears of shame and regret rimmed against his eyes and cheeks. I wish I could never do this anymore.

"...Why are you sleeping?"

The red-fox jolted suddenly awake, and, recognizing that Jeremy was referring to him, immediately turned to the scientist. His eyes wide with fear, he glanced at the weak and panting vixen beneath him, who was breathless.

That's when he decided.

Shaking, he turned his head with teary, pleading eyes to the scientist. "Please..." He began, sobbing. "...Let her go. I'll do anything. Just... let her go."

Silence came after that.

Foxy and the girl were sobbing; the red-haired fox hybrid for the woman and the vixen for Foxy's welfare. Both assistants still held both hybrids, nonchalant and not thinking twice as to let both prisoners go. Jeremy only sat there, a glare now painting his face. Blue impatient orbs glared into terrified yellow ones, and none moved.

Jeremy would have said something in answer to the fox, had it not been for Fritz Smith suddenly barging and singing to himself in the room.

"Hullo~! Jeremy Fitzgerald!" He called out to his friend in a sing-song voice. "What'cha doing right now? Torturing foxes as usual?"

Jeremy sighed and nodded, not taking his eyes away from the pathetic crying foxes. "As always, Fritz." He said this with a roll of his eyes. "And as always, they're pathetic."

"That's the spirit!" Fritz cheered, then grinned at the two hybrids. "Ooh, I see! They're making a baby, aren't they?!" He giggled to himself. "Aww, that's so cute! They're making offspring! That's right, their baby would actually suffer the same way as them! You know what they say, right? You don't inherit your parents' personality, you get it through the way you interact with the environment!" The red-headed scientist winked at his blonde friend, who only snickered and gave him a light punch on the arm.

Foxy cocked his head to the opposite side, his tears coming out faster after what Fritz said. Something about the saying he said didn't really appeal to Foxy.

This is why I don't like this, even one bit.

Jeremy sighed, then patted Fritz's shoulder. He grinned menacingly, which kinda made Fritz shudder at his friend's sudden change of attitude. "I'd take care of him. Would you mind taking notes for me?" He asked, then walked up to get a special weapon... a weapon that would surely discipline stubborn monsters.

"Aww, I wanna do the torturing instead!" Fritz whined childishly, making Jeremy glare at him playfully.

"It wouldn't be fair for us, since you've already finished playing with the bear yourself two days ago, didn't you?"

Fritz only blinked, then pouted, but nodded in agreement. "Urgh, fine." He mumbled, sitting on the swivel chair and picking up the clipboard on the chair. His frown turned into a smile when he saw the various writings and observations on the paper. "Holy shit, this happened to them?!" He showed the paper to his friend, a look of disbelief on his face. "Too many... you really can't keep your pants in, can you, kid?"

The red male fox looked away, with tears in his eyes. His lips shook as he struggled to say something. "I-I..." He whipped his head to the scientists direction, tears in his eyes. "I don't want to do this!"

The vixen's eyes widened, tears streaming down her face. Foxy sobbed, still staring at Fritz with teary eyes and a pleading look on his face.

"P-Please... just..." He stammered, choking on his own tears. "...Let her go... please... I don't want to hurt her..." He pleaded to the red-headed scientist, who only shrugged and continued to read the clipboard.

A scream wafted across Foxy's mouth once he felt a horrible pain behind his back. His head dropped on the woman's abdomen, sobbing loudly. Fritz jumped at the sound of whipping, making him put down his clipboard, just to see that Jeremy was already behind the naked fox, holding a bloody whip.

"F*cking hell, Jeremy, you scared me!" Fritz grumbled, rubbing his forehead and shaking his head. "Dammit, next time you whip someone, tell me! You would've frightened someone to death like that!"

Jeremy only rolled his eyes, whipping the fox for the second time. "If you were so scared, then why are you here?" He smirked, then whipped the fox again. He glared at the hybrid. "Now, if you don't want to be whipped again, thrust."

The fox didn't want to. No matter what Jeremy would do, no matter how many times he would get whipped, he won't move a muscle to hurt this young vixen underneath him.

He would absolutely refuse.

The fox glared back, shivering. "N-No."

At that response, Jeremy grinned in a menacing way. "No?"

Gulping, the fox repeated again. "No."

Lips pursed, Jeremy raised an eyebrow. He tossed the whip aside, a small smirk quickly pasted upon his face. His blue eyes stared at Foxy with a daring glare.

"Now, who told you to disobey me?"

Foxy glared back, still shivering. He was about to utter another word, when the vixen suddenly poked him with her free hand, making the red fox stop and turn to her. The vixen's eyes were teary, and she was looking at him with pleading eyes. Foxy didn't understand why, but he didn't say anything. Instead, she was the first to speak.

"...P-Please, sir... just... do as they say..." She whispered, sobbing as she held his hand, the other one clutching onto the assistant's arm wrapped tightly around her neck. "Please... I don't want you to get into any more trouble because of me..."

The red fox's eyes widened, as he continued to stare in disbelief at the slowly looking away to contemplate with his thoughts. So many questions bombarded his mind lately, most of them regarding the woman laying on the ground.

"She's right, tod."

At those words, the hybrid whipped his head to Fritz's direction, who was smirking at him with a devilish stare. Now what's he up to now? The red-haired scientist chuckled to himself, standing up from the swivel chair he was sitting at a while ago. He walked up to Jeremy and stood next to him, patting his shoulder.

What came out of his mouth next made Foxy quake in fear.

"You could take up her punishment instead."

Immediately, after that was said, the assistants nodded at each other; one of them forced the surprised vixen to stand up. The other turned Foxy over, making him lay on his back. Foxy's captor pinned him with his large arms wrapped around the terrified fox's armpits.

Foxy started to writhe terribly in his position right now. He knew what was going to happen next. He knew who was going to make this happen next.

He wanted this to not happen again at all.

Jeremy chuckled, lightly punching his red-haired friend's arm. Fritz nodded and winked before returning to his chair, seating himself and grabbing the clipboard and pen to start writing.

The blonde looked at Foxy, licking his lips seductively, before kneeling and crawling up to him. Foxy threw his head back and cocked his head in an attempt to not meet his eyes. Yellow orbs squeezed shut, ready for anything that Jeremy was planning. Breaths were unsteady, cold body was sweating...

The scientist leaned up to his fox ear and began to nip it, making the hybrid beneath him shiver. He chuckled at this reaction. "Shh, Foxy. Let's make this enjoyable like last time, okay?" He whispered, chuckling a second time. He worked open the fly of his pants, nipping on the red-headed fox's neck, before finally grabbing the fox's legs, spreading them rather harshly.

Foxy sobbed. "N-No...!" He choked out, shaking his head rapidly. "N-No, don't-"

It was too late to put an end to his monstrosity.

Jeremy rammed into him without hesitation, and Foxy screamed in pain.

Ah! N-No! Foxy screamed in his mind, but he was unable to shout it out. The pain was stopping him from opening his mouth. Tears cascaded from his eyes as Jeremy thrust faster and faster, the pain searing into him like spikes stabbing him multiple times.

"No, stop!" The woman from earlier struggled to get off the man's arms, but they were too tight. However, she can't take seeing a male being raped by another male. "Please, sir! Stop it! Don't do it to him!" Those pleas fell in deep ears, as Jeremy kept ramming inside the sobbing Foxy's entrance.

As Foxy sobbed in the torture he was enduring right now, a small chuckle wafted across Jeremy's mouth. "Ah, doesn't it feel good, Foxy?" He asked. "The pounding manhood inside you... doesn't it feel like you are being turned into a vixen?"

He didn't answer. He simply closed his eyes and let the pain last; even if he can't take it, he can't do anything about it... just sit there and be a captured beast in the hands of torturous scientists.

Soon his eyesight was getting blurry, either from the tears around his eyes, or because of his tired body. Before he lost his consciousness, he heard Jeremy say something in a blurred voice.

"You've walked the plank several times before, and yet you still want to rebel. Now look at you."

Foxy's inner conscience sighed.

You are the pirates' prisoner; if they are not pleased with you or you betray them, you will walk the plank.

The 18-year old red fox hybrid panted on the white floor, drool coming out of his mouth, and tears brimming in his eyes. His insides were still burning like fire, and the stickiness that he felt the previous day felt more wetter now, considering he was raped just a while ago.

He was finally alone in the room; the others left after Jeremy stopped pleasuring himself with his body. He could still hear the woman in his mind shouting and begging them to stop all this misery.

Foxy closed his eyes and let his tears flow again. Forcing himself to stand up, Foxy pulled himself back together and leaned against the wall, throwing his head back. Both arms hugged his two, cold legs, and he buried his head into his arms, sobbing quietly.

What still worried him to this day, even though he had only suffered torture in this very room, in this very institution, was the fate of his siblings.

If they ended up winding here one day, he would just simply shout profanities at himself for not doing anything.

That was for sure.

FOXGLOVE: A tall Eurasian plant with erect spikes of flowers, typically pinkish-purple or white, shaped like the fingers of gloves. It is a source of the drug digitalis. Also a surname used by some people.

*Vixen - Word used to identify a female fox.
**Tod - One of the three words used to identify a male fox. The other two are dog and reynard.

The Foxglove Siblings:
- Xavier Foxglove (Foxy)
- Mateo "Matt" Foxglove (Male Mangle)
- Morgan Foxglove (Female Mangle)
- Freya Foxglove (Female Funtime Foxy)
- Lolita Foxglove (Lolbit)
- Reynard Foxglove (Male Funtime Foxy)

Thank you for reading, and the appreciation you have for this story makes me very happy! Thank you! See you in the next chapter! And yes, the explicit chapter is in AO3. Lots of gore and rape in that version, so beware!

R&R!

- Jail Rose