(Due to some time errors on my part, had to re-write this all today. Hope it's still good and do plan to do some chapter follow ups to it)
Tony knew he was a dead man.
Sitting across a desk from two federal agents, the slim man found himself mentally cursing out every deity he could think of, sinking into the chair as the two physically imposing men seemed to silently work out details. Tony instead found himself near shaking as he thought of what the Family will do to him, not only for betraying their beliefs, but for turning evidence over to the feds. But then again, he was already a dead man and had too much to lose.
“Now Mr. Sammut,” The voice immediately pulled Tony from his thoughts, pulling his attention towards one of the suited officers who was looking back at him with a small smile on his face. ‘Probably trying to be friendly with me’, “with the evidence and witness testimony you provided, you make a good case for you to be placed into witness protection.”
“Though I gotta ask,” The other agent began to say, one hand reaching up to scratch against his hair covered chin, “you’ve been raised in the Sammut crime family, why are you turning against them now?”
Tony appreciated the agent’s tack, especially since the shock clearly evident on the better trimmed agent’s face signalled that this wasn’t something to ask since he might as well be giving Tony a reason not to turn in one of the largest crime families in the country. Sighing a bit, his lithe fingers tugged against the loose fabric of his shirt sleeve before looking at the agent.
“Considering the Family doesn’t have the best reputation regarding same-sex relations. I figured it wasn’t worth risking my life for them.” The slim man admitted, glad to see a look of surprise on the more vocal agent. ‘Guy clearly didn’t read the file. Speaking of,’ “And about the witness protection?”
“Do not worry, that includes the additional protection for your fiancé, Mr. Jack O’Brien and his son.”
“Good.” Tony said, relieved to hear that Jack and Sean weren’t going to be left to the wolves. Running his hand through his close-cut hair, Tony looked back to the agents as the forms were being filled in. “So, is that it?”
“Not exactly.” The well-dressed agent commented, putting down the clipboard to look at Tony directly. “You see, due to your close relation with the Family, and how according to our research, and your testimony, they have members all across the country. It makes putting you into protection rather difficult since most members would be on the lookout for you. Or at the very least, recognize you.”
“C-Can’t you just send me to another country?”
“You, yes. However, the requirements for relocating you along with Mr. O’Brien and his son would take up too much resources and unnecessary risks with word getting out.”
Tony could feel his blood go cold at what the agent was implying, more than once wanting to curse out his luck with being born into his family as now it seemed like he was about to be separated by his greatest friend, his love, and the small family the two had started to build up. The thought of probably spending years separated from them felt like his heart was steadily being torn apart.
“However, there might be a way to ensure all three of you remain in protective custody without excessive risk to any of your safety,” The scruffier agent began to explain, looking through some forms in his case, “though you should know this will come with some… changes.”
“I’ll do anything.” With that sentence said, knowing he would do anything to keep Jack and Sean safe.
Before Tony could ask what needed to be done, a pamphlet was slid before him. Looking at the front section, Tony couldn’t help but blink at what was on it, seeing rather imposing sized figures. Though what really took his attention was how the figures on the front were all animal men.
“Are you familiar with the Beast program?”
“Course.” Realizing that the agents wanted him to explain more, the slim man sighed before looking over the pamphlet again. “It’s a special program where guys are changed into huge animal men. Plenty of sports and high power work cropping up since the huge beasts are seriously strong, even the fat ones.” Tony said, recalling seeing a sumo match between two supersized boar men. “And if your gonna ask why more men than women take part, I don’t really know besides apparently the current way to change them causes about half the females to change into men.” “Impressive, besides the sports application most people don’t know much of the program.” “The Family did look into it to see about bulking up our forces. But with such a tight regulation and the few back alley doctors having a skewed mortality rate, it was decided not worth it… That and the price.” Tony explained, recalling how majority of the ‘Beasts’ were either the wealthy showing off, sports stars to get into a new mega sized league, and the lucky winners of random drawings.
“Well, then shouldn’t be hard to hide you after you go through the change.” The scruffy agent said, causing Tony to mentally halt, looking back at the pamphlet and focusing on one of the hypermuscular animal men, a horse, and realized that could be him.
“What we mean is,” the more straight laced agent began to add, glaring at his partner before looking to Tony with a more compassionate tone, “the agency has used this program to assist with relocating witnesses as it would see a complete change in physiology. Course, the changes are permanent, but this is only one option or a few.”
Tony sighed a bit, looking between the two agents. The scrawny man thought back of the Family, knowing how far they’d go if they learn he had turned on them. And then he thought back to Jack and Sean. “And what about my family?”
“As we said, The Family shouldn’t have any way to locate-“
“Not The Family, my family. Jack and Sean.” Tony interrupted the agent, his colleague looking to repress a smile on his face before answering the question.
“They would stay with you of course. And due to Mr. O’Brien being a rather low component within the family, he wouldn’t need to take part in the procedure.”
“O-Okay.” Tony nodded, before taking a deep breath. “I want to speak to Jack first since this’ll affect him too.” “Of course, we’ll bring him in and you two can speak to one another,” the agent ‘I really need to learn their names’, promised as he pulled a phone from his pocket. “Though, I wouldn’t take too long to decide on this action.”
“So, you’ll turn into one of those… Beast guys?”
“That’s the jist of it.” Tony sighed a bit as he kept his eyes on Jack, seeing the man he loves seem to look the scrawny man over. “I-If you’re not for it, we could try something else or-” “Are you okay with this??” “Huh?” Tony looked up to Jack, his pale complexion drawing attention to his dark eyes as he sat beside the still stunned man. “Are you okay with becoming… big?” The slimmer man froze, mouth open but no words coming out as he thought the question over. Sure, he’s seen videos and interviews of those who went through with the procedure, near all of them praising it and showing off. But still, “I’ll change.”
“Physically. But You’ll still be the man I fell in love with, even when I was working for the Family,” Jack’s hand fell over Tony’s, covering the slender fingers. “You’ll still be the man I trust with Sean.” Jack leaned in and planted a kiss on Tony’s cheek, gently rubbing against him. “You’ll still be you. Just really big. But it’s your choice. If you don’t want to do it, we’ll try something else.” Tony relaxed at his fiance’s words, knowing they were true even without needing to look into Jack’s eyes. “Yeah… God I hope it’s not a unicorn.” That earned him a loud laugh from Jack as the two men embraced, knowing no matter what they would be together. So with one last hug, with Jack joking about it being the only time he’ll have his arms around the slimmer man, Tony informed the agents he was ready for the procedure
. “You know, I didn’t expect this.” After seeing Jack and Sean off, Tony followed the agents to a separate section of the complex, only making a detour for him to change before depositing him in an expansive room. The room looked like it was a hollowed out warehouse, completely devoid of any furnishing or designs. The only thing of note in the room was a mirror on the far wall taking up the entire surface, and a lone scientist standing in the dead center of the room. “You must be Mr. Sammut. We can get started then.” The lab coat wearing man said with a small smile on his face as he looked Tony over, the smaller man feeling nervous as he had been forced to change into what could only be described as a jockstrap, and a loose one at that. “Y-yeah. So where’s the room you guys are gonna change me in?” “This one.” The scientist said before pulling out a briefcase and removing a vial and syringe from it. “Due to how big certain subjects get, we had to set up a room. Trust me there was one guy who outgrew the entire building, though he was a rare chimera beast I suppose. Still didn’t expect a cross of Polar bear, Lion and bull to cause that much damage.” The man thought out loud before turning back to Tony, still preparing the serum. “Now, any questions you got?” Shaken out of thoughts of changing into a literal building sized giant, Tony said the first question he had. “Will it hurt?” “Hmm, well you body is basically growing to immense proportions. However, all who’ve done it best described it as an arousing growth spurt. Don’t worry, it shouldn’t last too long.” “O-Okay, then what about- SHIT!” Tony cursed aloud as he was jabbed with the syringe, looking at it with the plunger being pushed down, sending the fluid into his body, which immediately filled him with a warm sensation, like hot water had been injected into him.
“Sorry about that, just makes it easier. Now just stay there.” Before Tony could ask what he meant, he fell to his knees and clutched his stomach as his entire body felt like it was on fire. However, rather than needing to scream, Tony felt the urge to moan, the warmth in his body intensifying as he could feel his bones snap and reform, his flesh stretching out with an intense irritation spreading out. Panting out, Tony kept his eyes shut as the intense feeling overtook him. Unsure if hours were passing, he remained hunched on the floor, groaning and swelling. Until it stopped. With deep pants, Tony stayed as he was for a moment, he thinks, before trying to get up. Blinking his eyes a moment, He tried to adjust for a moment before he saw his arms and let out a gasp. His once pencil thin arms now hugely thick slabs of muscles. Though what really caught his attention was the vibrant orange and black fur that spread up from his hands, his slender fingers now thick sausages of muscles that dug into the concrete floor. “I-I’m a tiger?” He said, gasping as he heard his deeper voice, feeling a slight shiver at the base he now had. Sitting up, Tony tried to see all his body now, looking down only to be blocked view by his ‘muzzle’? And by the expansive wall that were his pecs, now a sea of white fur with thicker tuffs between the huge slabs. Getting on his knees, he lifted his hands to try and gauge his body, his stomach wasn’t the abs he hoped for, but a barrel sized belly that could have put kegs to shame. Below that, the large tiger couldn’t help but blush at the new size he had. “I take it you like it?” Tony was startled by the voice and turned to see who it was, needing to look past his thick shoulders. The tiger man looking down now, even though on his knees, he now towered over the scientist and agents, who gawked at his immense size. “I… Yeah… It feels good.” Tony found himself saying before grunting slightly as he shifted his immense body to stand up, towering even further over the smaller men, none of them coming passed his waist, which did little to stop his excitement he was feeling. “Huh, surprised it isn’t great.” One of the agents said with a chuckle before being elbowed by the other. The other agent, Ambrose-something, stepped up to the towering beast. “Now that you’ve been changed, you’ll have a few days to get used to this before we’ll send you and Mr.O'brien to your new identity.”
A week. That was how long it took for the small family to be shifted off to a small town on the border to Canada. That was how long it took Tony to get used to his new body and strength, no longer worried that every time he tries to hold his husband, and he was so glad the agents had them married to make their story more believable, he might shatter his spine. “You okay in there, Tony?” Jack’s voice called from the cabin of their moving truck. Tony called back as he tried to adjust himself, pressing against the close confines of the truck as it bounced along the road. The tiger sighed a bit as he focused on remembering their new background, especially since Tony Robinson had a new job as an accountant for some local gym. After getting through the long drive, eventually the truck got to a halt before the rumble of the engine died. With the back opening up, Tony grunted and lifted himself up, trying to avoid punching a hole in the now heavily dented roof as he crawled out of it. Stretching out his immense body, Tony looked around, Rather impressed to see how normal the neighborhod looked, excluding the oversized houses and the occasional behemoth making their way down the street, it looked painfully idealic.
"If you're done showing off for the neighbors, mind helping with the boxes." Jack's voice pulled the tiger from his thoughts, though the comment made him look down, realzing his tank top had ridden up and exposed his stomach. Blushing and pulling it down, Tony turned and went to the second truck, seeing Jack guide some of the movers with the small bundle that was Sean cradled in his arms.
"Just seeing the the place hun. Not much view in the truck." Tony called before crouching down, giving both his husband, he will never tire of that, and their son a kiss before helping the movers unload the truck, effortlessly picking up boxes with one hand that the movers would have needed a forklift to pick.
Still riding the high of his new body gave him at times, Tony walked to the house, careful not to step too hard and crack the pavement. Already thinking of how this second chance would affect his life.
First things first, they had to set up their home, and then later he had to see his new place of work.