This story was written to a Mini-Giraffe Call for Transitions back in 2013. It’s set in the furry sub-setting of Tír na Cali – "Cali Catpeople," as I usually call it and is meant to be light-hearted.
"Engage in some scientific experimentation," the Agency guy had said. "Earn your freedom," they’d said. "Just two years in our scientific facility, and you can go free," they’d promised.
They’d strapped Robert and Eric to tables, at which point they’d both started complaining.
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