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Rendog was thankful they finally landed. They couldn’t use the facilities while the van was in hyperspeed. The tight quarters and the lack of a shower meant his nose was twitching hard at all the strong scents around the place. He could now at least wash himself down. His own natural musk had gotten almost to the point of almost making his eyes water. He turned the shower onto hot enjoying the feeling of the water pummel his sore muscles. He wasn’t used to the added weight of his robot parts and was still getting used to it.
Now he was alone, no Doc sleeping in the captain chair and no Renbob hanging about, he could relax in a different way. His hand drifted down as he stroked himself, eyes closed as he brought up his favourite fantasy and let it play out. He gave a few thrusts into his hand before his fingers brushed against something… fleshy and bulby. He opened his eyes, looking down and screamed.
Doc yanked the door open to see Ren staring terrified at his own dick. “Dude?!” The creeper hybrid asked confused. “Your balls just dropped?”
Ren met his eyes still horrified looking. “It wasn’t like that before!” He pointed.
Doc took his friend’s length in. “Oh!” He ignored the wet floor as he knelt down to get a better look at the knot his friend now sported. “Hmmmm.” He tilted his head.
Ren closed his eyes a little mortified. “Dude. I am glad we are that good of friends, but do you have to stare at my dic...!" Ren stopped talking as Doc touched the knot he now had. Even though his touch was clinical, it still felt so fucking good. Ren couldn't stop the panting whines escaping him as Doc squeezed. "Ah! Dude you… Uh! Are in the firing line! And priming the canon!" He managed to pant out.
Doc let go and stood up. "Hmmm seems the robotic process has activated some latent genes." He decided.
Ren panicked. “Latent genes?! How's Ren-diggity-dog, gonna pull any ladies like this? They are going to see this and try to get me fixed!" Ren whined lowly.
Doc chuckled. "I am sure there is someone who likes this. I mean if I can find company." He pointed out and got up. "Once you relieved yourself, come by my lab. I need to test what else has changed about you."
Ren just turned the shower onto cold and growled. “I can’t touch that.” He told Doc sounding disgusted.
Doc shrugged. “Just part of you like your arm, or eye.” He headed out of the RV leaving Rendog to dress.
Ren got out shivering and dressed quickly trying not to touch himself. He stepped out in the sunlight letting the strong sun beat down on him, warming him. He wished it could bleach not just his fur but his mind of his new addition.
Ren walked over to the few blocks that Doc had set up as his workshop using an umbrella as a roof. Early days meant simple set ups and means. He sat down, feeling flushed and squirmed. “Can you get rid of it?” He blurted out.
Doc shook his head. “Dude, I am not cutting off bits of your dick. You would just respawn with it.” He pointed out. “It takes time to get used to it.”
Ren sighed and nodded. “To think I had enough problems finding company before! Ren-Diggity-Dog is gonna have to sweet talk like crazy to get any action.” He pouted.
“Strip the shirt.” Doc ordered turning to his machines.
Ren shucked off his shirt and let Doc plug into his spinal valve, to start getting readings from him. It still felt weird like his entire body had gone to sleep and he moved it. He sighed in relief as Doc unhooked him. “So?” He couldn’t wait any longer.
Doc looked up. “… looks like your hybrid side was kicked into high gear as you were rebuilt.” He poked at the data on screen. “You will find other signs soon. But you are healthy, healthier than ever before to be honest.”
Ren slipped on his shirt, realising he was furrier than ever. “Yeah?” He guessed it wasn’t too bad. He heard rumours of people who were into… the more animalistic side of things. He wrinkled his nose and sighed as he went to look at his data. He had no idea what it meant but it was his data, he felt like he should look at it.
Doc let him look at it and explained some of it but even with Doc’s brilliance, Ren barely understood it all, so he just nodded and stepped back. “BBQ?” He asked, stomach growling. He didn’t even wait for the answer before he started to cook some chicken. He forced himself to wait for it to cook through before hungrily tearing into it. He offered the next one to Doc who thankfully took it and ate with him. He was still Rendog, Doc’s friend no matter what his body did next.