The board room, it was a place where the highest you could go gathered, where the big decisions were made... and where the biggest achievements were celebrated. Yet this one was different, the members stuck to the shadows, keeping their anonymity as the entire establishment smelt of blood money.

"How did the recruitment of our latest worker go?" One of the heads, a woman with a commanding presence spoke, breaking the silence.

"Great!" A rather burly man responded, his shadow wider and broader than the rest. "He struggled during the process but eventually he caved like the rest, broke our records though with how long it took!"

"Is that so?" The woman replied, her voice thick with distain. "Someone as brash and idiotic as him managed to cling on despite our flawless programs."

"Well maybe it's not so flawless after all..." The man chuckled awkwardly, causing a massive thump from the woman.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN?!" She boomed, causing the man to yelp slightly.

"Some... personality traits have... remained... even despite the brainwashing process..."

"REMAINED?! SEND WORKER 030518 IN THIS INSTANCE!"

There was a whimper from the large man, causing a rather small and stocky looking one to chuckle in response as he pushed a button. Suddenly the doors to the board room flung open, and a masked tiger in a rather futuristic outfit, marching in before saluting the members of the board room with a smile.

"Helllooo my wonderful masters and heads! What does the heads of the world's best company need from the world's best worker today!"

He was performative, spoke with swagger and gusto, like the heads of the company were his audience and he was the star, not exactly normal behavior for what was a generic worker.

"He used to be a wrestler... El Fuerte was his name." The man went on to explain, the tiger continuing to pose as the executives spoke to each other. "He seems to have kept his traits as a wrestler despite his mind being altered to be a worker in line with the company."

"And what does this mean?!" The woman growled, her hands firmly gripping the table, almost tearing into it. "If there's still his original personality there, is it possible this low IQ ignoramus could potentially remember? Break free? Whatever you want to call it!"

"M-Maybe... we were going to make him an enforcer considering his past as a wre-"

"AN ENFORCER?!" Yep, the woman was offended now, it was like she had heard the most disgusting thing she had ever had, physically spitting at the mere concept. "You want that man who could potentially remember be an enforcer?! N-No, I refuse. That tiger poses too much risk to the company as an enforcer, what if he breaks free during one of our raids and damages the other enforcer instead!"

"U-Uh... y-y-you have a point there..." The man sunk into his chair, he thought nabbing such a fine slab of meat would mean he would be respected and referred by his peers, and here he was getting chewed out and laughed at.

The woman finally sighed after a second, leaving a firm imprint into the desk as she took her hands off of it. "Worker 030518. Your new objective is to work on the warehouse floor. You are to take all your commands from Simon... Simon... you're keeping an eye on him personally, if he remembers his old life, you will be held personally responsible... is that clear?"

"Yes maam..." Simon responded, wow she actually called him by his name. She was... really pissed this time was she?

The man simply nodded, before gesturing to the worker, who responded with a smile, and happily marched out alongside him.

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"Wow! Wowie! Wow wow wow! You really got blasted to hell and back by the boss lady today didn't you!" A small, fat mouse responded as he stood next to a large, stocky boar, who was investigating his new requirement for who knows how long.

"You don't have to remind me you know." The boar responded, staring into the lit up eyes of the masked tiger.

"She's really made you paranoid about that thing too. Who knew someone so stupid could put up such a good fight."

"Yeah... it's almost scary."

"Hey isn't that outfit supposed to improve his abilities or something?~" The mouse suddenly joked. "I was almost tempted to mention that to her during your little talk with her Simon~"

"S-Shut up!" Simon responded. "I know but it's not like I can take it off now!"

"Yep, if you take it off then it's only a matter of time before he remembers, and if you kill him, it could be traced back to us, so you have to make sure he just stays like the good little tiger he is!"

"And if I don't..."

"The boss lady will turn YOU into the brainwashed man, and I heard she has quite the plans for someone like you if that happens~"

Simon shuddered at the thought, continuing to look into the tiger's eyes. This surely had to be paranoia right? This tiger would never break free.

"Well I gotta go, I don't have a worker to babysit, so I'm gonna go do rich person stuff... something you'll be doing a lot less of now considering your new task~"

"Yeah, yeah, fuck off Eugene." Simon replied, flipping him off as the mouse left, all before continuing to stare at the man.

"Something wrong master?" The worker asked.

"Hm? It's nothing, nothing?" Simon replied.

"Are you worried I might break free from your stupid mind control so you turn into your boss's little boy toy?"

"Huuruuh?!"

The boar froze, taking a step back, he couldn't believe what he had just heard, workers weren't programed to speak like that... and yet-

"W-What did you just say worker?!" Simon panted, causing the tiger to look confused.

"Huh?" Fuerte replied. "I didn't say a word sir. I've stayed completely silent as per your orders. Shall I take you to the nurse to get you examined?"

"N-No... no..." The executive simply replied, deeply sighing. "I just need a drink... or three... I-I can get them myself dear worker..."

The worker simply responded, as Simon walked off, making sure to keep an eye on the young man.

....Maybe he was just going crazy... but he swore as he walked away... that tiger just smiled at him... and not just any smile... a cold... cruel... and somewhat playful smile.

Looks like he was gonna have to resort to rather... experimental methods of keeping him in place....

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Well it took me way too long to upload this but finally I did! A wonderful commission by a wonderful artist, and man, I wanted to write a good fucking story to go with this. I've always liked the idea of futuristic, mind controlled kinda outfits, so what's a better victim for one of these than the flaming hot himbo... I mean heel, Fuerte!

I wanna give a special shout out though to the artist who did this for me, Felipe Marcantonio, who listened me completely when I asked to make it similar yet different from Fuerte's outfit, and gave me a ton of different color options for him! I'm not sure which one I prefer honestly, so I'll have this one be the main one, and I'll periodically upload the remainder of the alts to Scraps and making a new folder to place the alts into, so you'll be able to see all of them in one place, as well as have them not clog up the main gallery.

As always though, hope you enjoy the piece, and the story, definitely check out the artist, and I'm definitely commissioning him again! Stay safe and have a good one people!

Commissioned from Felipe Marcantonio on Twitter at: https://twitter.com/xdragoon

Full folder with Color Variants: https://www.furaffinity.net/gallery.....te-Variations/