Zpdu: Paws for Hooves(Judy hopps to Boar tg mc)

     Judy entered the Zootopia Police Department building, heading past Clawhouser to her desk. It had been a couple of weeks since Nick had 'gone on vacation', as Chief Bogo had told people. Really, he had agreed to a form of deep undercover, where he was hypnotized and disguised as a ram to be used as an unknowing pawn against the city's criminal groups, relaying info to an regular undercover officer who used a few key phrases only Nick would know to have the brainwashing kick in. He would repeat everything he knew word for word, and would be told of an 'accident' that would make him unable to attend the next meeting of what ever group he joined, Coincidentally missing getting arrested like the other members of said group. Every now and then though, he would get arrested though, and Judy would hear him getting taken through the Zpd lobby shouting about rights and lack of evidence, even though he made no attempt to get away or even struggle. No one besides her would notice him get take into Bogo's office instead of processing and holding, or when his shouts suddenly cut off, marking when he would start relaying information that needed the Chief's personal attention. He would then be led back out, and wake up in the park across the street, thinking he dozed off in the middle of a walk. Judy sighed as she remembered all this, the only reason she even knew all this in the first place was because Bogo had to tell her because she and Nick were so close, and she would have known something was wrong. She agreed not to say anything since Nick agreed to do it (and even if he didn't, it would still put him in danger), and it did help clean up the streets. 
    As Judy sat down at her desk, she had barely begun to work when she was told to report to Chief Bogo's office. She quickly arrived at his door and entered. Bogo was alone, doing paperwork. "Officer Hopps. I trust you've been doing well with Wilde's...leave of absence?"
    "Yes...is he okay? Has he gotten into any trouble or-"
    "Officer Wilde is doing perfectly fine. He remains a valuable asset and his handler comments that he has adjusted well to his new form physically and mentally. Now, as to why you're here-"
    "You want me to go into the program as well?" A brief look of surprise appeared on Bogo's face before going back to his ever stern expression. Just figured that if Nick had been recruited, than she might be as well. "I'll do it. I'll join it."
     "Miss Hopps, please don't leap into this. This is a very delicate decision, one you should think about-"
    "Chief Bogo, I can do this. I can help get rid of criminals, not to mention make sure Nick is okay. If I can do this, than I want to."
    Bogo sighed. "Fine. It's your decision." He pressed a button on his intercom. "Clawhouser, send those two gentlemen from earlier in." After a few moments, two large animals came in, and led Judy down to a van covered in graffiti decals. She was blindfolded and heard the door shut. 'No going back now,' she thought. 
     After going one of dozens of routes, Judy was led into the undercover program base, and soon, The Replacement Room. She was told to sit in the chair in the middle. After Judy did so, the metal clamps snapped closed and the screen turned on with vivid swirling colors as the lights went out. Judy stared at it, as a pair of headphones clapped on, and she heard a male voice, that wasn't that far from Nick's. "Now now, you better relax, Miss Hopps. This is just a part of the process. Just relax..." Judy did just that, her body loosening up as the voice continued. "Take a load off, that's right. Now, take your mind, every part of it, and put it in a locked storage cabinet. Now hide that cabinet somewhere your mind won't find it." Everything that made Judy Judy disappeared. The rabbit drooled a bit as the pretty swirly colors kept shifting. 
   "Now then, you are not a bunny, you are a boar. You are a predator. You are an omnivore." A pill was put her hand. "Take the pill to make this true." The rabbit swallowed it and felt her insides tingle a bit as her herbivore hunger was being overridden. "Good job. Now then, on to appearance." 
    The chair shifted so that the Rabbit was hanging over a pit that opened up, and raised a large suit up. It was a muscular, barrel chested suit with fingers that resembled parts of a hoof. It was twice the rabbit's size, which would make it hard to make her new self convincing. Luckily, the chamber knew how to fix this. A robotic arm with a syringe appeared, filled with a gooey blue liquid. It was injected into the rabbit's neck, and instantly began taking effect. The rabbit's muscles grew twice in size, the same being said about her body. Her arms and legs thickened to the size of trees, and she gained heavy, sausage sized fingers. But the worst was yet to come, as shockwaves were sent through her as she very quickly turned into a well endowed he. "Sorry, carrot ears"', the voice said, "but we were out of female suits, and we've been itching to try this new serum. It is temporary of course, we have a reversal serum on hand. But for now, enjoy your new build." The rabbit was barely over the shock when the suit was pulled over him, and clothes were put on. Baggy pants, a shirt, and, strangely, a tactical vest. 
    The headphones were momentarily removed as a mask was shoved onto the rabbit's head. His ears were folded down, and a special voice changer gave him a booming, dumb muscle sounding voice. The fur was the same dirty brown as the rest of the suit, and covered a huge flat snout with a special powder inside that made the rabbit breath like a pig, and never ran out. His ears were now regular length, and pointed. Contact lenses were placed in his eyes that made them beady and dumb looking. The rabbit's mouth had grown larger, and changes were made there as well. Two large tusks were stuck inside, much to the host's discomfort. A longer, more leathery fake tongue was placed over his own to fit his longer muzzle. (While it did work like the real thing, it did give everything he ate a bit of a latex-y aftertaste.) The mask fused to the suit, and to the host, making him a boar.
    "Good work, Barnaby. By the way, that's your name, Barnaby Tuskton. Cliche, I know, but somehow no one seems to suspect names like that when we use them."
The boar nodded. The voice reminded him of his whole life, from being the neighborhood bruiser to failing to join the Zpd's TUSK crew, and joining an old friend for freelance jobs. He wasn't that bright, as in no brightness at all. Judy Hopps was just some dumb bun- some stupid officer, part of the group that rejected him for 'having too much of a hot temper', even though it was freezing Winter when he tried out. Now he just did jobs whenever they paid. 
    And just for irony, 'Barnaby' hated carrots. 
    Barnaby kept staring at the pretty pretty colors, multiple images and words flashing by into his subconscious. While the former officer inside him would probably be more than upset at what she had to become, she definitely wouldn't be upset with where she'd end up...