EXPLICIT - Expired Medicine

	Treasure hunting - something that can either break the bank in profits or send someone into so much debt that they would never be able to pay it off. Of course, everything had pointed in the direction of people becoming treasure hunters, what with the civil war turning things into some sort of wasteland. With barely a word, the entire country had been uprooted overnight and divulged into chaos - that was thirty years ago, and people have found ways to build themselves back up from the very bottom.
	Of course, you wouldn’t think that if you saw how much of a profit people could bring in. Case in point, there were two people that were out on an expedition at the moment - from the looks of things, it was a tiger and some sort of canine. At the moment, they were doing their best to search through the various bits of rubble that dotted the place - they had landed their ship somewhat close by, so they could return if something happened to go wrong.
	“Ugh… Damien, you find anything?” The tiger calls out into the air for a moment, her long silver hair pulled back in a tight braid - no need to let it be in her face, after all. A few seconds pass without an answer before the tiger quietly lets out a grunt of disgust and makes her way to a half-hinged door. She pokes her head in, and calls out again. “Damien!”
	“Da?” As if on cue, the canine peeks his head up from behind one of the small counters that dotted the place, a bit of dust covering one of his ears. “Did I miss something?”
	“You didn’t hear me, did you?”
	“Not really, no, I was a bit preoccupied with everything behind here. Did you know that they have natural rubber back here?” For a moment or two, the tiger’s eyes widen in surprise - natural rubber wasn’t cheap, at least, not anymore it wasn’t, so even a little bit was worth its weight in gold.
	“Well… I mean… that answers my question, I guess. You find anything else back there besides a few rubber bands?” The canine blinks for a moment at the tiger’s words.
	“Um… let me see - there are a few boxes back here and I only just got one of them open, so, um… give me a moment, would you please?” With that, the canine’s face contorts into a small nervous smile before ducking its way back under the counter once again. The tiger rolls her eyes at her boyfriend’s nervousness - she loved him, of course, there was no denying that. He just tended to be a bit… scatterbrained at times. Either way, the tiger quietly puts a small smile onto her face before walking her way behind the counter as well, her boyfriend’s gaze quickly turning itself upward at the sight of his girlfriend’s boots.
	“You need some help down here, big boy?” With barely another word, the canine simply smiles towards the tiger, and points a finger towards a small locked box off to the right.
	“That one needs picking, I think. Tried to open it but it wouldn’t budge. Didn’t seem stuck with rust, so I don’t know if it’s locked.”
	“Alright, alright, give me a second.” With a small smirk on her face, the tiger quietly scoots her way over to the small box in the corner, reaches into her pocket, and pulls out a small rectangular piece of metal. After a moment or two of pressing buttons on that piece of metal’s surface - a moment later, she presses one of the ends against the side of that box before a small “ka-chk” sound echoes out towards the tiger’s ears.
	The canine simply smiles, continues to pull things out of the box before him, and even spares a glance towards the tiger every now and then - the two of them had been dating for a while, and there wasn’t a thing that could bother him about her… Nevertheless, the two of them have a job to do, so the canine turns back towards what he was doing. He pulls everything out of that container before letting out a sigh and turning back towards his girlfriend - she was practically doing the same thing he was doing. In no time, though, the two of them quietly sit back against the broken tile beneath them, a sigh soon escaping from the tiger’s throat.
	“Well, uh… not a bad haul, huh?”
	“Yes, it is… I think we should be able to eat well with something like this, at least for a little while, da?” With that, the canine turns towards his girlfriend and plants a small smile onto his cheeks. The tiger does the same, leans in towards her boyfriend, and quietly plants a small kiss onto the side of his cheek before pulling herself back and standing up from her spot.
	“Sounds kinda good, yeah. C’mon, I’ll put this stuff into the ship and we’ll look for something else good, yeah?” With that, the tiger starts to heft things up into her arms for the time being before sauntering towards the open door to the place. The canine follows suit with his own set of loot, and quietly presses a button on his wrist. Almost immediately, a sound from outside meets their ears before a large ship with a tapered sort of design has its back hatch slowly descend down towards the ground.
	Once it makes contact, both the tiger and the canine make their way onboard, set down the new loot in their arms, and start to make their way back outside. Once the tiger lands on solid ground once more, she lets out a small sigh and starts to look around - they had landed their little shuttle in what looked like an abandoned sort of industrial district, so there were chances that treasure was around, if nothing else. The canine quickly meets his girlfriend on the ground before reaching into his pocket.
	“Okay, let’s see what we have around… we just got this building here… We got that building about an hour ago…” The entire time, the canine is turning himself around in a circle with a small device in his grip. “Ah, here we are. Let’s try this one over here.” He points a finger towards another of those abandoned buildings. The tiger, though, raises a brow at her boyfriend’s choice.
	“Why there? It looks like it could fall down any minute, you know.”
	“That’s the thing - people would probably be scared at the structure of the place to think about treasure! I have a feeling that there’s something big in that place.” At the sound of the canine’s words, the tiger gives him a sidelong glance.
	“...Right. This the same feeling like that time we went to Julius Prime? That barn certainly wasn’t up to code, you know.”
	“Yes, yes, I know, that was my mistake, I didn’t think that the place would be full of parasites and such. This is different! I’m sure of it!” And with that, the canine reaches for his girlfriend’s hand and starts to drag her in the direction he was pointing before. The tiger simply rolls her eyes and follows along as quickly as she can - he was right at least part of the time, and she had her own mix-ups from time to time. Nevertheless, the two of them quietly make their way down the path towards that dilapidated building in the distance.

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	With barely a word, the canine presses himself against the front door, a grunt escaping him as he tries his best to push it open. The tiger was standing by for the moment with a hand on her hip and an “I’m waiting” sort of look on her face. When the canine pushes that door open, he lets out a small sigh before looking to his girlfriend.
	“See? I… I told you that I could open it!”
	“Uh-huh, and now you look like you’re beat. Take five for a little bit, I’ll go see what I can find in there, okay?” And with that the tiger walks her way over to the canine, leans over, and plants a small smooch onto his forehead before making her way through the front door. When she makes her way into the place, the first thing she sees is the sight of a rather dust-covered sign that looks like it could have found its place in a museum right next to a good number of other vintage items - that sign looked ancient!
	For a moment or two, the tiger simply walks around the place, the words on the sign printing themselves into her head for at least a little while - “Horbalen Medical, LLC.” She shakes her head at that point. She needed to look through everything in here, see what she could take, and then get the hell out of there before anything else happened - she certainly doesn’t want to stick around for longer than she needed. After a quick look behind one of the front desks, she lets out a small sigh - the only thing behind there was a couple of empty boxes, half of them looking like they were rotted through at one point or another.
	“Ugh, great… just great… hey, Damien, there’s nothing up front. Wanna check out things in the back with me?” The tiger looks back towards the canine by the door - he was currently seated on the tile floor with his back against the glass of the other unopened door behind him. At the sound of his name, though, he looks up from his spot, stands up, and starts to make his way over towards his girlfriend.
	“What, is there nothing up here?”
	“No, just a couple of boxes and a bunch of nothing. You feeling better after your dramatic feat of strength?” The tiger stands up from her spot on the floor, sarcasm pouring out from her voice. The canine simply rolls his eyes at the sound of that.
	“It was heavy, what do you want me to say?”
	“Nothing, Atlas, just messing with you a little.” And with that, the tiger quietly leans in and plants another kiss onto her boyfriend’s cheek. “C’mon, let’s go check out what we can find in the back, yeah?” And with that, the canine and the tiger start to make their way through the building, their first stop being through the large double-doors that were swinging at the back of the room. As soon as one of them touch the doors, one of them lets out a squeaking “crrrrrreeeeak” before it falls off of its hinges. The tiger stands there for a moment or two with her eyes wide.
	“That’s… huh. This place must have been abandoned for years, huh…?” At the sound of his girlfriend’s words, the canine simply shrugs his shoulders, makes sure to climb over that door as best he can, and holds out a hand for the tiger to make her way in.
	“Let’s check everything out one at a time, Da?” The tiger quickly gives a nod before walking through the room. After quickly giving everything a once-over, she turns towards her boyfriend and lets out a small sigh.
	“So, where to first? Wanna check out the offices?”
	“What makes you think there’s offices here?”
	“There’s always offices in places like these, Damien. You wanna help me look for them and see what we’re dealing with?”
	“I mean… what is this place, a medical plant? I would think we’d be able to find medicine here, Mimi.” The tiger quietly rolls her eyes at the sound of that.
	“Uh-huh. The thing is, I don’t know what kind of medicine we’ll find here. Now, you wanna find out, or do you wanna go balls-to-the-wall and figure things out as we go along?” With that, the tiger puts her hands on her hips, the bag on her back jiggling for a moment with her movements. The canine rubs his face at that point - arguing would get them nowhere, would it?
	“If you want, I’ll go look for some sort of documentation, you keep an eye out for anything that looks like it could be useful, da?” At the sound of that, the tiger simply smiles and shifts her weight onto her other leg.
	“I suppose I can do that, yeah. You keep an ear out in case I found something, okay? I’ll try not to look too much while you’re gone.” And with that, the tiger turns herself around and starts to saunter her way towards one of the small cabinets that were settled in the corner of the room. Once she makes her way over, she quietly gives it a quick once-over before pressing a few buttons on its front. A few seconds pass without her getting a response, so the tiger lets out a grumble before setting her bag down from her shoulders. Once she does, she reaches in and pulls out another piece of metal, this one looking more mundane than the one she pulled out from before.
	She quickly sticks that piece of metal into a small gap between the door and the rest of the unit before prying it open with a grunt and popping the door off to swing on its hinges. With that, she peers inside and lets out a grumble at the sight of there being nothing but dust and pieces of paper - not even worth her time.
	“Great… let’s see what’s behind doors two and three, then…” And with that, she turns towards the other cabinets to her left.

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	The canine had since made his way through the halls of that building to try and look for some sort of office enclosure - with a building this big, there had to be something here that told him what they used to sell. He quietly turns a corner, before pressing a small button on the side of his bag strap, causing a bright light to illuminate its way down the hall. Better than a flashlight, but with half the battery life. With that, he starts down the hall once again before stopping in front of a door to his right.
	“Okay… let’s see if we have something here…” And with that, he grabs a hold of the doorknob and tries to open the door. Keyword “tries” - whoever was here last decided it was a good idea to leave the place locked. Great, just what he needed, something to get in his way. With a shake of his head, he reaches into his pocket and pulls out a small piece of metal before holding it up towards the door - the powerful magnets inside would practically make a cakewalk of the lock in front of him.
	A split second later, and a small “ker-chk” sound echoes into his ears - he was in. With that, he stuffs that piece of metal back into his pocket and opens the door.
	“Okay… door number one is…” As soon as he steps in, though, the only thing he sees is a number of dust-covered desks, chairs that look like they’re on their last legs (no pun intended), and paper as far as he could see. “Well… not much, but it might be something.” And with that, he makes his way over towards one of the desks before picking one of the pieces of paper on its top at random. “Let’s see… feh, doctor’s note.” He shakes his head before placing that piece of paper down once more.
	“Mimi, I hope you’re not getting into too much trouble back there…” He mutters to himself for a moment or two, the thought of his girlfriend rummaging through something on his mind - he had a lot of faith in her, to be sure, but it always bugged him when the two of them were separated… Something unexpected always tended to rear its ugly head more than once when people were strewn about a place. With that, he starts to make his way over to another desk and picks up another piece of paper from its top.
	“Hm… this could work… Yes, this could certainly work…” With that, he nods to himself before folding that paper up and putting it into his pocket. Mimi would be glad to know what it was that he found. The canine quickly turns towards the door and starts to make his way out without another word - time for a little bit of show and tell.

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	The tiger, on the other hand, was busy placing box after cardboard box into her bag - one of the cabinets she had pried open were practically filled with supplies! Sure, they were cleaning supplies, but it was stuff that no one really could replicate without getting fined a half-a-million Digits in taxes. She shakes her head for a moment or two before stuffing the rest of those boxes into her pack, then pulling it over her shoulders once again. Time to look for something else to bring along.
	She quietly turns herself around for a moment and stops at the sight of another pair of double-doors, different from the ones they had used to make their way in. Almost immediately, a smile squirms its way onto her cheeks - if what she had found was any indication, then there had to be something a bit more valuable elsewhere… She starts to make her way towards those doors when the canine peeks his head out from around the nearby corner.
	As soon as her boyfriend does, the tiger looks his way and tilts her head.
	“Find something?”
	“Da, sales log.” And with that, the canine reaches into his pocket and pulls out that piece of paper from before - he quickly unfolds it and starts to make his way towards the tiger. “Like we thought, medical provider. I assume you found something already?”
	“Industrial cleaner that’s not gonna cost us a dime to use.” She quietly pats the bottom of her pack, the tell-tale sound of rattling cardboard hitting her ears. “Gonna sell fer’ a pretty penny, I think. What all’ve we got?” And with that, the tiger leans towards the front of that page, her eyes squinting to compensate for the rather poor light in the room.
	“I don’t know, didn’t take a good look, all I know is that someone ordered a big batch of something - I’ll bet you five Royals that they ended up not getting everything settled in time for evacuation, eh?” And with that, the canine quietly folds that piece of paper up once more. The tiger, on the other hand, simply stands up once again and shifts her weight onto one of her legs.
	“You really wanna make a bet with me, Damien?”
	“Not really, I only take bets that I know I can win.” And with that, the canine starts to make his way towards the pair of doors that the tiger was about to make her way through. The tiger raises a brow for a moment or two at the sound of her boyfriend’s words, but otherwise follows along for the time being. As soon as the two of them make their way into the room, their view is filled by the sight of rubble and metal dotting the floor, followed by a number of large metallic tanks pressed against the far wall.
	“Ooh… I think we just hit the jackpot, Damien.” The tiger quietly starts to make her way in before suddenly falling face-first against the ground with a dull “thud” and a quick “Gah!” Almost immediately, the canine’s eyes widen and turn towards his girlfriend, who was now sprawled out on the ground.
	“Uh… you are… alright, Mimi?” At the sound of his voice, the tiger quietly lets out a groan before turning over onto her back, sitting up, and looking towards where she was just a moment ago - a piece of rock that must have escaped her vision was laying there, looking like it was ready to mock her for having tried to smooth-talk her way in. For a moment, the tiger simply sits there with a glare on her face before standing up and turning back to the task at hand.
	“I swear, if you make a joke about ‘feline grace’, you’re sleeping in the Cargo Hold tonight.” And with that, the tiger quietly starts to make her way back to what she was doing in the first place. The canine simply follows along and makes sure to keep his mouth shut - he certainly didn’t want to sleep anywhere else while he was out and about.
	“So, ehm… what do you suppose all of this is?”
	“Dunno. Probably our ticket to a good meal if it’s dry - we can use the metal, can’t we?” The tiger looks back at her boyfriend for a moment or two before turning back to the smaller of the vats. “Let’s see… Elastomorphorin… ring a bell to you, Dame?” The tiger looks back once more before the canine puts a hand to his chin…
	“Hm… not really, no. I can try and scrounge around and see what I can find about it, if you would like.” At the canine’s words, the tiger simply smiles before turning around fully and placing her hands onto her hips.
	“You look for that, I’m gonna see if there’s anything left in here. If luck’s on our side, then we’re gonna eat like kings!” And with that, the tiger quietly starts to head around the edge of that vat, her eyes looking for anything that looks like it could lead to some sort of sample room. The canine, though, does as he said and starts to make his way over towards one of the corners of the room, where a large desk was placed. When he makes his way over, he starts to rummage through everything that he can find, soon placing binder after binder on top of the nearby desk.
	“Hm… Elastomorphorin… Elastomorphorin…” He lets out a small sigh as he opens one of the books he brought over before flicking through the pages - there had to be some sort of log to see what this thing does… The tiger, meanwhile, starts to make her way up towards a rather rusted-looking metal staircase. She tilts her head for a moment at the sight of it before bringing her foot up to the bottom step. A moment later, she shifts her weight onto it, causing a dull groan to echo into the air - she quickly pulls her foot away after that.
	“Not risking my ass on something like that…” She lets out a grumble before looking around the place - there had to be some sort of service ladder or something like that here, wasn’t there? “Hey, Damien, do you see any kind of ladder or anything? I don’t wanna use this staircase.” At the sound of her words, the canine looks up from his log book.
	“What is wrong with it? Is it not to your liking or does it look like it could bite you in two?”
	“It’s rusted to hell, Damien. You wanna come over here and climb up top with this thing?”
	“Not particularly.”
	“Neither do I, now let me know if you find a ladder or something over there.” And with that, the tiger starts to make her way around the room. At the very least, there had to be some sort of supply closet or janitor’s station that she could find, couldn’t there? Her boyfriend, though, wasn’t looking for anything that resembled a ladder - he was more interested in the information that would lead to them eating like kings, at least for a little while. So, he simply turns back to the book in front of him.
	“Blyat… I really wish that these technical types used a language that someone like me could understand…” He shakes his head for a moment or two before quietly closing the book in front of him and grabbing another of that bound paper to his right - there had to be something that could tell him what the hell was going on in here, or at the very least what the hell they were getting themselves into… With that, he opens another book and begins to pore over the pages for the time being.
	The tiger, though, lets out a small sigh at the sight of her boyfriend not moving from his spot… Well, she couldn’t blame him, could she? That canine was a sucker when it comes to information. Nevertheless, the tiger quietly makes her way around the room for the time being before the sight of a door makes its way into her periphery. She quickly looks over and plants a smile on her cheeks - that could have something for her to work with, couldn’t it? She quickly makes her way over, grabs a hold of the slightly rusted handle, and turns it before yanking it open.

	Gh-thud. Gh-thud gh-thud.

	For a moment, she stands there with her brows furrowed. After a quick glance to make sure that she was opening the door the right way, she lets out a grumble.
	“School for the gifted…” And with that, she turns the handle once again, and pushes it in towards the room in front of her. At once, the door opens with a dull creaking sound, revealing a rather moldy-smelling broom closet. At once, she turns her head away from that stench before reaching towards the front of her shirt - she forgot her respirator back in the ship. Of all the times to need it, though, it was just her luck. “Just perfect…”
	With that, she puts her shirt over her snout before peering her way into the room, the smell of mold and mildew immediately assaulting her nose… Her shirt would have to do, of course, but she’ll have to get something to take the smell of gunk out of her nose before long… Nevertheless, she makes her way in and quickly takes a look around, her eyes quickly fixating themselves on a folded ladder in the corner. She smiles for a moment before reaching forward, and grabs that metal platform before pulling it free from its spot.
	“There we are… Now let’s get this show on the road.” And with that, the tiger quietly starts to make her way out towards the vat she passed but a moment ago, that massive metal ladder in hand. Along the way, she gives a glance towards her boyfriend, who was busy with his reading for the time being. She simply plants a smirk onto her face before quietly bringing that ladder over to the side of the vat. After quickly opening it into its normal shape and locking the struts that kept it open, she nods and quietly starts to climb up its length with barely another word.
	The canine, though, smiles at the sight of something within that book.
	“Here we are… Elastomorphorin… huh… active ingredient is… nanites…?” The canine tilts his head at what he just read - a moment later and he leans in to read things better. “What is…?” His eyes suddenly widen from their spot - he turns towards the tiger a split second later. “Mimi, hang on, I think that-”
	“What? What’s wrong now?” The tiger quickly climbs up on top of the vat and plants her hands onto her hips for a moment or two.
	“I really think that you should not be up there!” At the canine’s words, though, the tiger simply puts a bored expression onto her face - she’d heard this song and dance too many times from him.
	“Uh-huh. Look, I’m fine, see?” With that, the tiger simply holds her arms out and starts to make her way farther into the center of the metallic lid that held the vat closed. As soon as she does, the canine’s eyes widen and he starts to make his way out from behind the desk in the corner.
	“Mimi, please don’t do that, I’ve got a bad feeling about-”
	“Oh please, you’ve been saying that all day! I’m gonna be fine, Damien! Look, this isn’t gonna go anywheeeEAH!” Suddenly, the tiger’s eyes widen at the feeling of the metal floor beneath her suddenly giving way - she falls through that metal lid with a dull “crunch” followed by a thick-sounding “sploosh” sort of sound. Almost immediately, the canine is bounding his way over towards where his girlfriend had disappeared.
	“Mimi! Blyat…!” And with that, the canine scrambles his way up the ladder and slides his way up towards the new hole in that metal lid - from the looks of things, either from age or from material, rust had eaten its way through and had caused a hole to form beneath her. The tiger, on the other hand, was immersed in some sort of thick fluid - not caustic, thankfully, but it certainly felt like it was too thick for her to get her footing. She quickly starts to flail and thrash about in that fluid just as the canine scrambles to the hole.
	“Pphhbbt-kaff, ugh…” The tiger tries her best to keep herself afloat, but with her shock and the sudden influx of goop in her sinuses, she seems to be doing more harm than good to herself. The canine suddenly appears at that hole and reaches his hand in towards the tiger.
	“Mimi, grab my hand!” At his words, the tiger opens one of her eyes before flailing about and trying to reach for his grasp. She misses the first time, as well as the second, but soon the feeling of her boyfriend’s grip meets her own before she suddenly starts to rise up from that off-white fluid. “Hnnngh… Come on…” The canine ends up pulling with every bit of strength that he can muster before his grip is lost - the tiger suddenly slips from his grip and tumbles back into the sludge below her with a dull, viscous “sploosh” once more. As soon as his grip is released, the canine stumbles back onto his rump from the sudden recoil of having nothing to grab onto.
	“Blyat!” With that, the canine starts to scramble back to that hole and reaches his hand in once again. He needed to get her out as soon as he could - there was no telling what this gunk could do, and he needed to make sure that his girlfriend wasn’t going to kick the bucket! Before he can say anything, though, his face lights up with a sudden idea. “Mimi, stay afloat, I’ll be right back.” And with that, the canine pushes himself up from his spot at the hole in the lid and starts to make his way to the way that the two of them had made their way up - the ladder.
	He quickly grabs both sides of that ladder and hefts it up from its earthbound position before swinging it over to the side of that hole. Once there, he quickly thrusts it down into the gunk, hesitating only to make sure that he wasn’t going to hit his girlfriend with that thing - that was the absolute last thing that he wanted right now. With that, he quietly shoves it further and further into that off-white gunk before leaning down towards the edge of the hole.
	The tiger, in the meantime, was trying her best to not let any more of that gunk into her system - already she was starting to feel somewhat warm from it all. Whether it was from stress or the fluid itself, she certainly didn’t have a clue. Nevertheless, as soon as that massive metal ladder cascades its way down next to her, she grabs a hold of those metal rungs and hauls herself onto its form. Almost immediately, she climbs her way up out of that massive vat of fluid and crawls her way away from that hole. Her boyfriend quickly follows and starts to climb his way down - there was no way that the two of them were going to use that ladder, especially after what had just happened!
	“Hah… hah… kaff-kaff guh…” As soon as the two of them make their way down, the tiger plops herself onto her rump and lets out a series of groans and coughs - certainly not a pleasant experience, was it? The canine is almost immediately at her side with his eyes wide.
	“Mimi, Mimi, oh blyat, are you alright?” Worry was starting to press itself onto his features, but soon the tiger simply lets out a groan before pressing her palms to her face and swiping away that off-white fluid.
	“Buh… I’m okay, I’m okay.”
	“Any pain? Anything?” The canine was doing his best to make sure that there was nothing else going on aside from what had happened - she was his girlfriend, after all! Who knows what would happen if something happened to either of them.
	“I’m… Phew… I’m alright, I think. I swallowed a little bit of whatever was in there, though. Don’t feel too bad, thankfully.” She starts to clean herself off as best she can with what little she has with her, though the canine stands up a moment later.
	“Hang on, we need to get all of that stuff off of you, I think I saw a shower or something from when I was searching the place earlier.” With that, the canine grabs the tiger under one arm and starts to haul her to her feet. “Come, we need to get you clean.” And with that, the two of them start to hobble their way through the place.

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	Hisssss…

	“Gh… that’s so cold…!” The tiger suddenly winces at the feeling of frigid water splashing over her form - the two of them had been wandering the place for the past ten minutes trying to figure out which door led to the locker rooms within the place. Places that dealt with harmful materials always tended to have something like an emergency shower somewhere. Nevertheless, the tiger was being covered from head to toe in frigid water, causing her to reflexively try and cover herself.
	The canine, though, was sitting by the wall with his arms crossed in front of himself - he couldn’t help but worry about her, but what else was he to do now that she was in the water? He shakes his head - bad thoughts, he doesn’t need to think that way right now. The only thing that mattered right now was that his girlfriend was safe.
	“It’s meant to be cold, you know. Hot water could speed up any kind of chemical process. That, and, ehm… I doubt that the water heater for this place is working anymore.” With that, the canine reaches up and rubs the back of his neck.
	“Ghh… fine, fine… get a fire going, would you? I don’t think I’m gonna go to the Loot Center wearing nothing but my fur. We’ll gh… g...g-g-go in the morning.” By this point, the tiger steps out from under that jet of water, her form soaked to her very bones. The canine simply nods and stands up from his spot against the wall before starting to make his way back through the doors of that room. Time to get everything settled in for the night, anyway.
	With that, the two of them make their way through the various halls and rooms before stopping in the room with that enormous vat of fluid. At once, the canine makes his way into the middle of the room, pulls out a large square of fabric from his pocket, and pulls a string from its corner before tossing it into the air in front of him. Almost immediately, that block of fabric springs itself open before twisting and elongating itself into the shape of a tent and clamps itself down against the ground.
	The tiger smiles for a moment or two before shakily looking around the room - there had to be kindling of some sort here, right? Places like this always had wood as their base, if nothing else. The canine, though, starts to shrug off his pack from its spot on his back and plants his rump against the floor with a sigh… Too much done today.
	“Hey, Damien, you gonna be alright?” At the tiger’s words, the canine looks over.
	“I should be asking you that - you certainly didn’t have a good experience today, did you?” At the sound of that, the tiger gives the canine a glare.
	“...You sayin’ I didn’t do anything right?”
	“I didn’t say a word about that.” And with that, the canine holds up his hands in defence - he certainly didn’t want to get on her bad side, especially now of all times. “Look, just… please try and relax, I just don’t want you to get hurt is all.” He rubs the back of his neck for a moment before standing up once again.
	“Ugh, just… I know, I know… Hey, help me gather some tinder, would you?”
	“On it already.” And with that, the canine starts to wander around the room as best he can, making sure to pick up pieces of wood and tattered clothing that the two of them could use for tinder and kindling. The tiger quietly follows suit, and soon enough the two of them have a small pile of wood near their camp. She quietly drops to her rump once again, and presses her palm to her head for a moment.
	“Hm… Hey, Damien, do me a favor, would you?” At the sound of that, the canine looks up from his spot near the nearby bundle of kindling in front of him.
	“Hm?”
	“I’m feeling kinda… warm? I think?” At the sound of that, the canine’s brows furrow for a moment.
	“Was it from the walk over?”
	“No, I felt it before then, now that I think about it.”
	“Are you sure that you don’t have any injuries on you?”
	“I’m pretty sure that I don’t, no.” With that, the canine lets out a small sigh and crawls his way over before pressing a palm of his own against the tiger’s forehead. A moment later, he pulls it away.
	“You feel a bit warm, I think. It’s probably just your body getting back to normal after that shower you had, da?”
	“Probably, yeah…”
	“I wouldn’t worry too much, Mimi. Now, come over here and relax for once, yes? I think you deserve it after a day like today.”
	“Yeah, okay, just… I’m gonna be thinking is all.”
	“Fine by me, I think that I’m going to do some light reading tonight.” At the sound of that, the tiger’s brow lilts its way upward - reading at a time like this? Sure, he was known to read in his spare time, but only when there weren’t any other things to worry about… It must be safe, if nothing else.
	“Good, good. What’s in your library tonight, Damien?” The tiger sirks for a moment or two before pressing up against her boyfriend’s shoulder, her head resting next to his.
	“Well, I was going to do a bit more reading about the goop that you fell into.” At that point, the canine’s brow lilts towards the tiger, who simply sits there with a bit of an embarrassed blush on her cheeks.
	“You know I didn’t mean to fall in there, right?”
	“Da, da, I know, I know. Just looking to see what all we are in store for.” And with that, the canine picks up one of the stuffed binders that he had brought over from the station in the corner. He quickly reaches into his pocket and pulls out what looks like a pen before pressing a button on the side - a split second later and the tip glows with a bright white light. He points that light towards the now-open pages of that binder in his lap.
	“Alright, let’s see… So, apparently the stuff that you fell into is something called ‘Elastomorphorin’ or something like that…”
	“Oh, I’ve heard about that! People used to use that to help with wrinkles and to help get rid of deformations after surgeries!” The tiger smiles for a moment or two at the sound of her voice - that fluid was basically a way to help people feel better by the end of their recovery dates.
	“Da, da. Apparently this was some sort of experimental version of the formula, if what I’m seeing is right.” With that, the canine flips to another page. “Apparently, this version has nanites included into the fluid.”
	“Nanites?”
	“Little robots that help-”
	“I-I know about nanites, Damien, yeah.”
	“Ah, well, ehm… apparently whatever they were testing, they wrote down that it caused something in the skin to stretch far more than it does usually.” With that, the tiger’s brow furrows - that didn’t sound good, did it…?
	“Well, it can’t be all that bad, right? I mean… I’m certainly not a piece of rubber, am I?” And with that, the tiger flicks a finger against her cheek, as if to prove her point. The canine lets out a small puff through his nose at the sound of his girlfriend’s finger smacking against her cheek.
	“As far as I know, da. Though, I will say that from the reports of the experiments they did, ehm… things ended up a bit more permanent than they meant to be.”
	“...Explain.”
	“Well, apparently, the formula they used was designed for temporary use - like you mentioned after surgeries and things of that nature. The nanites that were in the formula were supposed to do their jobs for a set amount of time before being filtered through the user’s kidneys and such, but…”
	“Buuuuuuut…?” The tiger presses a finger against the canine’s cheek at that point - this certainly didn’t sound good.
	“But, the nanites ended up gaining a low level of sentience. Nothing bad like trying to conquer their creators as far as I can see, but… well, they aren’t going to be filtered out anytime soon.” At that point, the tiger lets out a small sigh and flops against a small cushion.
	“Great, perfect, now how long is it going to take before I turn into a rubber doll?”
	“Actually, ehm… from what I’m seeing, the subjects that used this version didn’t seem to notice any odd side effects.” The canine flips to another page at that point. “Let’s see… Ah, here we are, an afterward from the author.” The tiger looks up from her spot and turns towards the canine for a moment.
	“Anything bad?”
	“No, no, not at all. Ehm… let’s see… Ah, here we go. Apparently, the people that were used during the experiments reported that they were able to expand their bodies to accommodate everything that was used on them without even a bit of pain.”
	“Huh, kinda like someone filling a syringe from a rubber-topped bottle, right?” At the sound of that, the canine closes the book with a small smile.
	“Something like that, da.” And with that, he tosses the book inside their tent for the time being. “As far as I know, you are going to be fine and there will simply be a lot more for me to love, if nothing else.” And with that, the canine leans against the tiger for a moment or two, a smile pressed against his face. The tiger lets out a small sigh of relief at the sound of her boyfriend’s words… Good. Just what she needed to hear.
	“Well, good, good… Y’know, if that’s the case, then I think that we could try and put a little something to the test, don’t you think?” With that, the tiger starts to trail her fingers against her boyfriend’s leg, each digit starting to walk its way down his limb with barely another word on her part. The canine, though, sits there with one of his brows raised toward the ceiling.
	“Oh? What do you have in mind, my dear?”
	“Well, I was thinking that we could have a little fun. Y’know, see how this stuff works and figure out if I can take every inch of that monster you’ve got hiding in your pants? Just a thought, I think.” The tiger smirks for a moment before standing up from her spot at the now-burning flame in front of them. “Mmm… I think it’s time for bed, don’t you think?”
	“Huh? What are you talking about? We still have at least an hour of light left.” At the sound of her boyfriend’s voice, she lets out a small sigh…
	“Damien, you’re lucky you’re cute, now get your ass inside this tent and fuck me senseless before I drag you in there and do it myself!” And with that, the tiger ducks her head inside the tend before slipping through those fabric-lined folds. The canine simply blinks for a moment or two at the sound of his girlfriend’s voice before he quickly does a small double-take from the tent to the fire, back to the tent, back to the fire, and lets out a small sigh… He was going to be in trouble if he didn't go in there, wasn’t he? With that, he rubs his face before quietly kicking a bit of dust onto the fire and ducking his way into the tent himself. No use to keep someone like her waiting, after all right?

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	By the time the two of them have themselves settled, the tiger was buried between the canine’s legs with his cock plunged down her throat. The canine was currently leaning back on his elbows for the time being, his thoughts quietly muddled by his girlfriend’s ministrations - he wasn’t going to complain about this one bit, was he?
	“Mmnph… there’s the spot… Please keep going, Mimi…” The tiger looks up at the sound of her name, but only for a moment before she rebuffs her efforts once again - this time, she starts to get into a rhythm, each pass of her soft lips around his length quietly sending sparks of pleasure up her boyfriend’s spine. She needed to have a bit of fun right about now, especially after a hellish day like she had earlier.
	“Nnff... hah… hah…” The canine simply presses one of his palms against his cheek, the bright red blush burning on his face making him more akin to a tomato at the moment. Nevertheless, his girlfriend simply continues on stuffing every single inch of his length down her throat for the time being… Each pass of her tongue over his sensitive tip causes the canine’s toes to curl from the sheer pleasure he was feeling.
	Soon enough, though, the tiger pulls herself off of her boyfriend with a slick “pop!” sound before licking her lips clean.
	“Well? What do you think so far? I have a feeling that you’re gonna have a little bit more fun tonight than usual, don’t you think?” And with that, she leans forward and presses her cheek against his thigh, one of her hands quietly angling his length against her face. “I know for a fact that I’m gonna have some fun tonight, if nothing else.” And with that, she starts to pump his length with her free hand, her mouth quietly planting kiss after soft kiss against the side of his member.
	“Ngf… T...Trust me… I-I’m going to have ffffffffuh… ff...f-fun tonight…” The canine quietly leans back a bit more at that point, his arms crossing themselves behind his head - no use in him guiding his girlfriend when she already knows what she’s doing.
	“Mm-hm… good. Let’s get started, then.” Suddenly, the tiger starts to slide herself against the canine’s crotch before pressing palms against his chest. A quick slip of her legs over the canine’s hips, and she’s suddenly straddling against his cock like it would be the best ride of her life. She quietly leans forward for a moment or two before planting a small kiss onto her boyfriend’s lips and reaching back with her free hand. Almost immediately, she guides that twitching tip into her entrance before letting out a sigh and sitting back on his length…
	“Hah… there we go…” The tiger smiles for a moment or two at the feeling of herself getting stretched around his member, that smile soon faltering into something rather silly-looking at the sudden shivers her boyfriend’s length sends up her spine. “Nnf… Forgot how big you are, Damien…” The canine simply lets out a groan in response, his arms splaying out behind his head for a moment or two. A moment or two passes before the tiger simply smiles and starts to lift herself up before dropping herself down onto her boyfriend’s length once again.
“Ghh… I… don’t think I’m going to forget how t-... tight you are, Mimi. Ngff… you’re like a vice!” The tiger simply smiles for a moment or two before continuing her rhythm for the time being.
“Trust me, I doubt you could find someone else like me.” The tiger simply smiles for a moment, the feeling of that length between her legs trying to split her apart making every single nerve in her body ignite with pleasure - she was going to enjoy this. Oh, yes, she was absolutely going to enjoy this. “Gh… C’mon… I can take all of you…! Give me all you’ve got, Damien…!” At the sound of that, the canine shiver and plants his palms against the tiger’s hips, his hips starting to thrust themselves forward into her core - he was close, of course, and there wasn’t much that he could do about that aside from the obvious.
“Gh… g...gonna… fill you… up...!”
“D-Do it!” The tiger smiles for a moment before pressing one of her palms to her neck - she needed this. All of it. Every single drop.
“Nnngh-ah!” And with that, spurt after searing hot spurt of pearly white cum rockets its way out of the canine’s length. Each jet of pearly white spunk splatters against the tiger’s insides with barely a moment’s pause.

Glurp… Glurp… Glurp… GLORP… GLORP… GLORP…

The tiger’s eyes widen at the feeling of her boyfriend’s load filling her to the brim, each twitch of his cock feeling like it could fill a cup from the sheer volume alone. She quietly leans back onto her palms for the time being, her senses quickly being overridden with sheer, unadulterated ecstasy…
“Hah… hah… fff...fuh… s-s-s… so much…” Even now, the tiger’s gut starts to balloon its way outward from the sheer volume of her boyfriend’s load - he was always one to produce more than he needed, but it’s not like it really mattered right now. Right now, she was living the dream of being filled up beyond the brim.
“Gh… hah… nnngf… ffffuck…” The canine soon drops his hips to the ground, a dull groan escaping his throat a moment later - the tiger, too, was practically fucked silly by everything she had done moments ago. She lets out a small sigh before reaching between her legs and grabbing the knot that was bulging its way out from the base of her boyfriend’s length. With a slow tug, she pulls that length out from its spot near her core.
“Phew… how was that, Damien…?” At the sound of his name, the canine looks up from his pleasure-dazed spot on the ground.
“Hff… amazing… And not even a drop spilled, I don’t think…” With that, the canine reaches one of his hands between his girlfriend’s thighs and slips a finger into her sopping wet entrance - sure, there were only a few drops here and there, but that was on the way out, so it probably didn’t count for much.
“Hehe… Told you I could take it all, you know.” The canine looks up at the sound of that.
“Da, I just didn’t think you could take every single drop, you know? I mean… you know how much I put out, yes?”
“Oh, I know, I know, I think you’re going to be surprised with what else I have in store for you, you know?” And with that, the canine smiles before swinging her leg over the canine’s lap and off to the side - a moment later, and the tiger was back at the canine’s length for a deep and thorough cleaning.
“Nngf… c-careful… just came, just came!” The canine shivers for a moment or two - she was quick, sure, but everything that just happened tended to take a toll on a guy like him. She pulls off a moment or two later with a slick “pop!” sound, the canine’s length free of any sort of errant fluid that wanted to make its way out.
“Oh, don’t worry, don’t worry, I’m not gonna bother you too much, you know. Besides, I think you’ll be surprised at what I can do when I have a little bit of time on my side. Isn’t that right, Damien…?” The tiger smirks for a moment or two before giving the canine’s tip a slow, sensual slurp with her tongue…
“Gh… you’re going to make me go crazy here, Mimi…”
“Oh, I know, I know, just have to make sure that you’re up to the task is all. Now, let’s have a little bit more fun, shall we?” And with that, the tiger smiles before bringing a hand to one of her breasts. For a moment or two, the canine looks at the tiger with a confused look on his face - what in the world was she planning?
“Uh…?”
“Hm…? Something wrong?”
“What are you doing…?” The tiger smirks at that point.
“You’ll see, don’t worry.” And with that, the tiger brings her chest over towards the canine’s tip. With one hand on her chest and the other around his length, she lets out a small grunt before pressing the canine’s cock against her flesh… For a moment or two, the two of them simply sit there with the canine looking absolutely confused about what was going before the feeling of something soft, slick and warm starts to envelop his length. At once, he looks down to what the tiger was doing and blinks at the sigh of his tip disappearing into the tiger’s breast flesh.
“U-Um… uh…? Wh… Wha…?”
“Huh… I honestly didn’t think that would work. This’ll work, don’t you think?” And with that, she turns her gaze towards the canine’s face once more, a knowing smirk planted on her own visage. For a moment or two, the two of them simply sit there in silence before the tiger starts to pull the canine’s length out from her nip - almost immediately, the canine’s head rocks backward against the small pillow of his bedroll before pleasure starts to wash its way through his form. This would definitely work.
“Guh… th… this is weird, but fffffuck…” At the sound of her boyfriend’s voice, the tiger smiles and lets go of her boyfriend’s cock before slipping her now-free hand between her legs.
“It’s fuckin’ weird, yeah, but it feels fuckin’ awesome, doesn’t it?” The canine simply lets out a groan in response - he was too lost in the pleasure to care about anything else right now. “Now, let’s see if we can up the ante a little bit, yeah…?” And with that, the tiger starts to pump herself quicker and quicker against the canine’s twitching length, his flesh disappearing into her breast like some sort of erotic putty. He certainly wasn’t going to complain about it, and neither was she.
“Guh… holy shiiit…”
“Hehe… you’re not close already, are you? I was hoping to have a little bit more fun, you know.” And with that, the tiger brings her hand up from between her legs and clamps down onto the other side of her breast. “Let’s see how much you’ve got in you!” And with that, she slams down one last time onto the canine’s length. As if on cue, the canine’s back arches before his length starts to twitch and throb within its fleshy prison.

Glurp… glurp… glurp… GLORP… GLORP…

Almost immediately, the tiger’s eyes widen before the mound of flesh on her chest starts to expand and slosh with the canine’s seed - the second time she’s been filled to the brim today, it seems.
“Gh… well… you always were a big shot, weren’t you?” She smirks for a moment before suddenly pulling the canine’s length out from her breast, a pearly white spurt of canine cum splattering against her face a split second later. She closes her eyes as soon as it lands before she turns her body to the left and spearing her chest onto the canine’s fountain-like member once again.
“Uuuungh… Fffffuuuuck…” The canine squirms and shivers with each twitch of his length - each spurt sent jolts of pleasure through his system, his body rocking from each jet of white cum from his length. Suddenly, though, he feels his length engulfed by the slick prison he had been freed from but moments before. He shakily looks up from his pleasure-induced stupor as best he can to see his girlfriend’s breast engulfing his length once again - wait… no, it was the other one on her chest, wasn’t it? He was too lust-drunk to care right now - he just needed a place to cum his brains out.
The tiger, though, smiles and lets out a bit of a chuckle as she feels her breasts slosh and swing from their new heft - something to remember the night, if nothing else.
“Hehe… alright, let’s fill this one up a little bit more, aaaaaand… ugh, dammit! Not enough left in the ol’ tanks, huh…?” She shakes her head for a moment or two at that point - her breasts looked a bit lopsided. It wasn’t by much, but to her it was more noticeable than anything. She quickly turns towards the canine. “Hey, Damien? Be a dear and help a girl out, would you please?” And with that the tiger starts to scoot her way up towards the canine’s face.
The canine, on the other hand, was trying his best to try and bring himself back to his senses after the earth shattering orgasm he just experienced. For a moment or two, the only thing he could make out from his girlfriend’s words were “help” and “out” - well, if that’s what she wanted him to do, who was he to argue?
“Nnngf… okay, Mimi…” He mutters something incomprehensible before something slips its way into his mouth - almost immediately, he starts to slurp and suck on whatever it was. The tiger, though, lets out a shivering moan once she stuffs one of her nipples into her boyfriend’s mouth.
“Hope you don’t mind the taste, Damien~!” The canine blinks for a moment or two at the sound of that - what did she just say? Before he can react, though, the taste of something salty and rather thick splashes onto his tongue - he immediately pulls away and lets out a groan… Not exactly something he wanted to experience.
“Buh… what the…? That’s what I taste like?”
“You know it, honey, hope you don’t mind, though.” And with that, the tiger stuffs her nip back into the canine’s mouth for the time being. “Don’t worry, after this, we’ll be done for the night. Besides, with everything that you put out, I think that you deserve a little bit of rest.” The tiger gives the canine a small wink before pulling herself free from her boyfriend’s grasp. “Huh… There we go, that should be good enough to look passable, if nothing else.”
“Nnnff…”
“Oh, don’t worry you big baby, we’re done, we’re done.” With that, the tiger lets out a small sigh, swings herself off of her boyfriend’s form, and slides down next to him before slipping his arm between her now-voluminous bosom. The canine lets out a small sigh before turning his gaze towards the tiger once again.
“Hehe… um… did you er… did you enjoy yourself, or…?” He trails off for a moment before the tiger picks up where he left off.
“...What, getting stuffed and turned into a living condom? I think I had my fun, yeah. But did you have fun, my horny little fire hose?” And with that, the tiger smiles before pressing her lips to the canine’s cheek once again. He closes one of his eyes at that point, and lets out a bit of a chuckle.
“Hehe… I think I did, yes. As long as everything sorts itself out by tomorrow morning, I think we can keep this up. Besides, we still have some loot to go through with everyone, don’t we?”
“Well… let’s keep this one our little secret, okay, Damien?” For a moment or two, the canine pretends to be lost in thought…
“Hm… I think I can arrange that, da.” And with that, the two of them drift off into unconsciousness for the night.

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	“Alright, so, we’ve got all of these capacitors set up in storage, I think that we’ve got all of that cleaner set for transport, too…” The canine was at their ship, a small plastic-and-metal tablet in his hands - their manifest was coded into it and he needed to make sure that everything they scrounged up there was secure in their cargo… “Ehm… let’s see… Oh, where is she? Mimi, Mimi, are you around?”
	“I’m here, I’m here, give me a second, I'm trying to get things sorted.” With that, the canine turns his gaze towards the outside of the ship, the sound of something thick and rather sloppy-sounding splattering the ground meeting his ears. For a moment or two, his brows furrow before he starts to make his way down the ramp that led to the cargo hold.
	“Mimi, what are you-” He suddenly stops in his tracks at the sight of the tiger squatting down near the ground with waves of white fluid dribbling out from between her legs. “...Ah.” At the sound of her boyfriend’s voice, the tiger looks behind her and lets out a bit of a gasp.
	“U-Uh…! Um… Wouldn’t be safe, and, uh… you know.” The tiger puts one of her palms to the back of her neck for a moment or two before that torrent of white between her legs ebbs to a trickle and then stops entirely. At that point, she stands up, pulls up her pants, and lets out a bit of a nervous chuckle. “Well, uh… we’ve got everything ready, right?”
	“I think so, but was wanting to make sure that you’ve got everything you wanted to bring with you.” For a moment or two, the canine simply stands there with his face imitating a tomato from the blush that was burning on his cheeks. The tiger clears her throat and lets out a small sigh.
	“Yeah, yeah. Though, I was thinking that we could bring a gallon or two of this stuff, just in case we need to make a little bit of extra cash on the side, you know?” And with that, the tiger points to a pair of large plastic bottles filled with that off-white liquid. Almost immediately, the canine rolls his eyes.
	“I suppose we can, but I know that you are just wanting to have fun with it.” The tiger lets out a bit of a chuckle.
	“Hehe… can you blame me, though?” The canine rolls his eyes at his girlfriend’s words before he turns towards the cargo hold once again, and starts to make his way up.
	“I never blamed you for a second. Come on, make sure that those are tied down as best you can manage - we’ve got a long way before we’re home and I don’t really think people would want to be civil with us when they find out what we’ve got, da?” The tiger rolls her eyes at her boyfriend’s words - to be fair, though, you could never be too careful.
	With that, the tiger reaches down and grabs those two bottles from their spot on the ground, hefts them into her grasp, and starts to make her way back into the cargo hold for the time being.
	“Well, you’re not wrong, Damien, but sometimes, risks need to be taken, don’t you think?” And with that, the tiger presses a small button on the side panel of the ship - a moment later, the cargo ramp starts to tilt its way up from its incline to lock everything in. With a small smirk on their face, the tiger and the canine start to make their way up to the cockpit - time to head home after a rather successful excursion.
	“Mimi, eh… are you sure that you want to have them, eh… that big?” As soon as the two of them take a seat in their respective spots, the canine turns to the tiger for a moment.
	“Hm? What’re you talking about?” Without saying a word, the canine simply circles his hands from the top of his collarbone to around his ribs. “Oh, pfft, don’t worry about ‘em. Besides, don’t think I see you staring every so often, Damien.” For a split second, the tiger lifts up a portion of her shirt, causing the massive mound of flesh kept within to slosh its way out into the open air. “Besides, I think that we both deserve a bit of a souvenir from this run, yeah?” The canine simply rolls his eyes for a moment before turning back to the controls.
	After a quick check of everything, he presses a few buttons and presses a pair of joysticks forward. At once, the two of them lurch back into their seats as the ship starts to launch itself from its spot on the ground, the G-Forces causing their forms to be pressed against the soft cushions of their seats. Before long, though, the canine turns to the tiger.
	“Miss, I believe we are at cruising altitude, you are free to move about the cabin.” At once, the tiger lets out a bit of a chuckle before covering her mouth with her palm.
	“Pfft, Damien, you dork!”
	“Ehehe… can you blame me?” The tiger rolls her eyes before leaning back in her seat.
	“Alright, alright, let’s get out of here.”
	“Copy that.” And with that, the canine leans forward, flips a few switches, and starts to fly the two of them through the vacuum of space once more.

	Another successful trawling run.