Translations:Codex: Eight Clicks/52/en

All around him, the machine whirred with a quiet, large noise. His fur prickled as if it had been magnetized, standing on end with a chorus of tiny tingling sensations. His back arched and his chest rose, pulled by powerful forces that worked beneath his skin. Flesh swelled out into his chest. His skin was tender, his nipples swollen, and an ache pounded through his whole torso.