"I have here a list of fines and charges the police want to impose upon you, Rich. I've worked out a possible deal with them, though, so now I will ask you. You do realize that, should you not agree to this, you will have to pay the cost of the statue plus all the fines from your various offenses we've been kind enough to overlook for the last year in addition to serving almost a year of jail time, right?" Rich said nothing. "Or you can agree to my method. We'll simply have you replace the statue, and that will be that. No fines, no jail time. How does that sound?"
"I guess that sounds okay," Rich said after a moment of thought. All he had to do was sculpt a new statue, right? Something told him he was wrong, though, as two large wolves stepped forward, each seizing him by an upper arm. He looked at them, startled. Both were grey wolves who were at least 6 and a half feet tall -- almost a good foot taller than he was -- and both looked (and felt, judging by the tight grip on Rich's arms) like the worked out a lot, muscles bulging under their t-shirts which read "security."
"All right, boys. You heard him, he said he's willing to replace the statue. Go ahead and proceed with the orders you were given earlier this morning." The wolves nodded, and turned around, dragging Rich along behind them. Rich, too startled to protest at first, now began to kick and scream, trying to pull away from the wolves with all his might but to no avail. He began to scream at the dean and the wolves, kicking and squirming madly to try to get away.
"Hey! What is the meaning of this?! Put me down! Let me go! Do you have any idea who my father is?! When he gets wind of this you're all going to..." The dean sighed as Rich's screams were cut off by the closing of his heavy wood doors behind them.
It was about 9:00 in the morning by the time the two wolves reached their destination -- a large shed near the now statueless fountain which contained maintenance equipment. One of the wolves opened the door and the other tossed the Rich to the floor inside, closing and locking the door behind him. With Rich secured for the moment, they went about setting up the construction area. The first wolf set up barricades labeled "Construction In Progress" in a circle around the fountain to keep people away, while the other wolf turned off the main water valve for the fountain to ensure no water would accidentally come up while they worked. With that done, the wolves opened the door to the shed, only to find Rich trying in vain to crawl out a window in the back of the shed much too small for him. The wolves closed the door behind them, and grabbed Rich, yanking him back from the wall. The first wolf stood Rich in the center of the room, holding him securely in place, as the second wolf ripped all of Rich's clothes off, leaving him standing there naked. Rich began to struggle against the first wolf even harder, but he was held fast.
"Hey! What the hell are you doing?!" Rich shouted as the second wolf turned away to look for something. "What's going on, you perverts! Help me! Somebody! I'm being raped!" The second wolf, having found what he was looking for -- two tapering rubber tubes -- walked back and punched Rich in the stomach, knocking the wind out of him and causing him to be quiet as he tried to catch his breath.
"Shut up, fox. We have our orders on what to do with you, and rape is not among them." With that, the second wolf turned back to a shelf, taking a bottle of an unlabeled thick liquid about the consistency of dishwashing detergent, and coated the thinner end of one of the tubes with it. Without warning, the wolf raised Rich's tail with one paw, roughly shoving the lubricated tube about 8 inches into his tailhole, causing Rich to scream out in pain and surprise. Tears welled up in Rich's eyes as the wolf used more of the liquid around the tube where it met his butt. The wolf coated the thin end of the other tube, and before Rich knew what was happenening the wolf shoved this one about a foot down Rich's throat, almost causing Rich to vomit. He held Rich's head so it looked straight up into the air, and began to squeeze the contents of the bottle into Rich's open muzzle around the tube. Rich could feel the liquid on his butt beginning to get harder, not fully hard but to a thick gel-like consistency. The liquid coating the tube inside his butt was beginning to feel the same way, expanding ever so slightly and sealing the rubber tube in place. The liquid in his mouth was doing the same, hardening into a gel. When the wolf was finished, the clear gel inside Rich's mouth both held it open and held the tube in place. After about five minutes of waiting for the quick-drying gel to fully set, the first wolf released the crying fox, going with the other wolf to prepare the next step.
Rich was terrified. Tears streamed down his cheeks as he tried his hardest to scream, only muffled sounds escaping. He grabbed the tube in his mouth and tried to pull it out, but it felt cemented in place. It wouldn't budge an inch, nor would the one stuck up his tailhole he quickly found. He looked over to find the first wolf coming back towards him with a large bucket, while the second wolf was busy mixing something in another giant bucket. Rich backed away, but the wolf grabbed him, dumping the contents of the bucket, liquid rubber, all over him. The thick liquid rubber coated Rich from head to toe to the tip of his tail, sealing his eyes and ears shut. The wolf used a large dryer to quickly dry the rubber covering Rich's body, leaving only his nostrils and the tubes open. With that completed and the rubber dry, he and the second wolf put on thick rubber gloves. The second wolf carried the bucket of his mixture over, and began to spread it over Rich's feet, ankles, and lower legs. The quick-drying cement quickly encased Rich in a heavy, immovable casing, causing Rich to panic. The first wolf lifted Rich in the air, the weight of his lower legs forcing his upper legs in standing position, and Rich was quickly coated up to his waist in the cement. The first wolf set him back down, and the two quickly worked to cover his tail and torso. His arms were bent to rest his hands at his hips, his arms next covered in the cement. They finally held Rich's head to look slightly up and to his right, coating his head in the cement. When they were done, Rich couldn't move a muscle, and a cement statue of a fox was all that stood before the two wolves. Muffled screams were the only hint that there was a real fox alive within that shell...
The second wolf, with Rich ready to go, went outside to prepare the fountain for its new statue. As he did, the first wolf took a small bottle of whitish fluid off the shelf. He poured it into the tube in Rich's mouth, and Rich could feel it enter his throat.
"Let me explain to you what's happening right now, fox," the wolf said. "That liquid I just poured in your throat removes all inhibitors of fluids passing either way through your body, meaning once it takes effect anything that goes in either of those tubes will flow freely in either direction through your body." As if on cue, the white liquid suddenly began to pour out the lower tube, splashing to the ground. "Excellent. When the fountain is not running at night, we can pour nutrient-enriched water into your mouth tube. You'll still be able to absorb nutrients from it, so you'll be able to stay alive in there for years and years to serve as the new statue. Let me give you a little demonstration of how you'll work." Rich couldn't see or feel it, but the wolf pulled his pants down and shoved his cock into the tube protruding from Rich's tailhole. He began to piss inside of Richard, the urine flowing effortlessly through Rich's body (and causing a strange sensation to Rich as it did) until it spurted out the mouth tube. "Look at that," the wolf chuckled as he pulled his pants back up, "you work perfectly already."
The first wolf came back in, and the two carried Rich outside, setting him down on the statue stand of the fountain. His anal tube was hooked up to the water pipe, and the mouth tube was positioned straight up. A crowd of curious students gathered around to watch the wolves set the screaming, nude fox statue up, and once the tubes were set, the water valve was opened. Rich felt the indescribable feeling of gallons of water begin to effortlessly gush through his insides and out his mouth tube, the sound drowning out Rich's screams. The observers applauded, and Rich would have cried if he could. He was helpless to do anything but stand there for his first day of his ten-year term as the new school fountain statue...