He hisses loudly from both ends, squirming and struggling a bit. With a grunt, he shifts his whole lowerbody to his left side and grins. "Oh I know just how strong these straps are. And you are not getting my egg." He gives the scientist a very dark smile as his brow starts to sweat. The long lab table slowly elicits a loud groan. "Its too bad that you never thought about the supports." He bears down and presses his thick fingers into the restraints as his whole body starts to press sideways against the table.<br/><br/>The straps holding strong, but the supports bend under the tremendous lines of muscle that run down his backside. He coils together so tightly that he starts to scream. The sideways pull stretches the metal supports and eventually he hears the desired snap of metal. Breaking one of the supports, he frees his tail, bending down to the floor, table and all, he presses back, using the floor as leverage to break the next support. He never takes his eyes off of the scientist. His gaze pierces with a look that could easily devour him whole.