Kat

[intriguess]

"I'm eating for two," she chided him, "Once a day should be enough," she blushed at his last comment. "I would not take you in a public area, to do so would be to invite others to partake." It's why she'd dealt with the club, the public groping had been familiar. Only once had she done something involving more than one other person. It had been an accident she'd been crossing to the food court when she'd encountered a couple entangled, two herms, and she'd hoped on the available dick and rode for all it was worth.

It had left her feeling empty and unsatisfied which is why she had jumped at the chance to leave and now here she was with child, planning to return with her lover. "More like my great nieces," she replied

 

[swordandsandle]

(Sorry, juggling things around as of late)

Once a day... he could feel a heavy ache in his balls... after three times in such quick sucession, they where struggling to produce the sperm to refill themselves. Once a day he could handle, especiallly if she and him only fucked sporodacily. Concidering three-querters of the reason he sent her to the club was because she wanted it too much... well, that was yet another thing to smile about. Reorenting himself, he pulled himself off her body, though she was still on his, playing around his balls. "I can handle that." He told her simply, making long, light strokes across her back as she lay there.

Then she mentioned an orgy... honsetly, he'd never given the idea a thought before, with her or anybody else. Still, he tried to imagine creatures like her, both without and, though he'd try to avoid them, with dicks, all over eachother... and honestly, it was a little hot. "I don't think you'll have to worry about them," he assured her. "If they're all your size, I can keep off four or five at a time. Surely, they'll get the idea." That was a certainty, no doupt... he might get to sharing himself and her, but that time would come when he wanted it to... not at the whim of some no-name. "Although, it does make your planet sound even more enticing"

 

[intriguess]

"Well it will be interesting to fill the time until my craft is ready to return, it has some anti interference tech to keep an alien from mucking aorund with it. It will self destruct," she shrugged, it was cloaked, and it would keep anyone but her from dealing with it. It was a safety feature.

She curled up with him, kissing up his body, she found kissing on the lips odd, her people licked more, but he seemed to like the sensation adn she had grown to like it.

"You are rather large, and muscular" she agreed.

 

[swordandsandle]

"As if clocking wasen't enough?" he said, almost amsentmindedly, still half-focused on the world. He understood why; nuclear missles had like, what, thousand diget codes and very specifc, detailed requirements for activiation, because they where valuble... and dangerous, in the wrong hands.

His face blushed a bit as she spoke... did she really see him as tall and strong? She must have seen much, much better then him at the clubs... he might be a bit above average, but it was just that; a bit. "Thank you," he smiled as he allowed her to kiss up, eventually tilting up her chin and planting one on her lips. "But if you think I'm tall and strong, you should see some of the rest of our people." Still... if her people where like what she said. "Still, I try to keep in shape. It means that I can work harder, accomplish more."

 

[intriguess]

"Compared to my species of course, I've seen bigger men, but they won't be returning with me."

She stretched and relaxed, feeling that warm contented feeling of being with him. "Will you be converting your wealth to something more useful?" Kat asked licking his shoulder, nuzzling against him, enjoying the simple pleasure of being with him, physically close, skin to skin. It was so very different than being with others on her planet.

His skin was so warm, no fur to interfere with the transfer of heat from his warm body, no fur to protect him from the elements. Of course the climate control at home made the weather fair as much as possible, letting rain and such happen as needed.

 

[swordandsandle]

"Sometime soon perhaps." He looked about his home... was he really willing to give all this up? No, he shoulden't even be asking this question. Of course he would; they where just things, what where they worth compared to a whole planet of sapent beings? Maybe it was the fact that she was next to,no, all over him, but it made this place that he hardly could beleive existed seem more real, comcreate. Everything else seemed less real by comparison; almost shadows, really. She was his... everything else could come or go as it pleased.

"We will need it for now though. Can't very well survive on twigs and grass, no?" He diden't have quite as much liberty for moving himself, being her support, her foundation, but he could still use his head and hands, the former just atop hers, the later holding her close; one by her shoulders and the other just above her tail base, feeling the fur move slightly as it swished.

"Do you need anything?" He asked after a good long while... time had seemed to lose meaning for them. Still, he needed to make sure she was taken care of... what sort of mate would let his companion be otherwise?

 

[intriguess]

Time seemed to lose all meaning, angry phone calls from the club, selecting what items would be better off converting to precious metals or something else that would have value on her world. She showed him the ship and they talked about the weight capacity, what would survive while they were in stasis. Kat also took the time to learn the English alphabet and spent his work day absorbing information.

While pheremones were her area of expertise, genetics was not that far behind. The puzzling thing was how similiar and dissimiliar the human genetic code was. It took far more time than she thought just to catch up with current research.

Then of course there was the outbreak here on Earth, things appeared tense, and after 4 weeks it seemed as if it was almost under control, but the first wave of women who had been infected had died. By the time her ship was repaired, societal structure was beginning to show signs of unraveling, and while great with child she was glad she was secure in his home instead of the club.

The club had been shut down about a week, women were too rare to be displayed like that, or at least that was what she understood, evidentally there had been a violent altercation, and the government had finally stepped in and had closed "adult" entertainment sites. Whatever that meant.

She was glad her ship would be ready under the cover of darkness, a new moon would help conceal them.

 

[swordandsandle]

(sorry, completly wasen't looking for this. Doing some catch-up)

The next two months went by in a haze of activity.

The war agenst the Caliphate was done quickly, thank Humanity, Tehran falling in about a month, and no nucelar wepons had to be used. Still, the effects of the bio-wepond where evident in soceity around us; the Federal government, along with most of NATO, had issued martial authority to take about a third of the remaining woman into custody, with no lack of resistance; there where especially violent riot over in California and Texas. Still, for all intents and purposes, the damage haden't been as heavy as had anticipated. However, the damage had been done... and soceity would take generations to recover from the now-stunning gender gap.

Thankfully, my job haden't been cut in the chaos, and so I spent most of my time back on the job... and even got a raise, surprisingly enough. However, most of that money was being funneled into low mass, universally valuble products; mostly gold, but also bits and peices of technology that Kat seemed particularly intrested in. Especially strange, and a rather recent and controversial acheivement, was a number of packs of gender-filer condoms... and trust me, those where not easy to obtain. Still, after two months of heavy work (and some play) on my part, and the ship loaded up, we where ready to launch.

I drove her out to the park I'd first found her in, trunk filled with some last-minute supplies, before parking it up and leaving it unlocked, keys in the ignition; where I was going, I woulden't end up needing it. The two of us (well, me mostly; this was the bulky stuff that she coulden't lift very well) loaded it all up into the spaceship; a fine peice of craftsmenship, I must say, before I set myself into the stasis chamber, waiting for her to start up the process... which, to be blunt, was behyound my comprehenssion.
I drove her out

 

[intriguess]

It came down to what would be most useful in comparision to it's weight. After all metal was heavy, and my lover had significant mass as well. Not to mention the additional weight I had gained during my gestation. Such that things that were smaller, lighter, and perhaps a little more frivolous were packed as carefully as gemstones, and precious metals.

The current updates indicated things were getting worse, but manageable, as communications and other operations were still in place. She settled him into the spare stasis pod, Kat had spent some time making minor alterations in deference to his unique physiology. Then she activated the launch sequence, and made sure they were safely away before settling into her own stasis pod, glad she had thought to account for her pregnancy when she programmed her pod.

Then it was just a matter of time and trajectory. The return trip would be slightly faster, as the craft would not be cataloging along the way.

 

[swordandsandle]

The pod was, odd, to say the least. It appered almost like a giant, metalic cocoon. Still, it wasen't that far out from what science fiction said ti would look like, although it still caused him to panic as it slowly closed around him, doing... whatever it is it did. Slowly, he grew colder, cells seeming to die out one at a time, first at the tips of his fingers and toes, then his hands and feet, and slowly, as it crept to his torso, he felt so tired, that he just, fell asleep.
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He awoke in his own home in a cold sweat, eyes blinking frantically as he tried to figure out what was going on. Paniced, he quickly dressed and ran downstairs to get the paper... only to see no news of the bio-wepon or riots or anything of the sort. He searched around for Kat... no such luck. He even opened up his cell phone, looking for the club's speed dail.

It wasen't there.

It was, it was almost as if every single trace of Kat had been removed form the planet... if it was ever there to begin with. Had the whole thing been some sort of semi-luscid dream? It was starting to look like a real possablity. Still, he diden't have time to think about it at the moment, he was late for work!

He dreamed like this for decades, although it only felt like years in his mind, reliving the life he'd lost, making things up as he went along. Then, one day, when he thought he should have been waking up in his bed, he felt the cold press of metal on his back, industrail scents, and cold.... so much cold. Shivering, he sat up, the metal flaps breaking around him, eyes taking in light for the first time in so long, his body shuddering, skin a bit pale, breath visable. Working his way out on slightly shaky feet, his mind still in a fog, he worked his way over to the center of the ship, waiting for his love to emerge.

 

[intriguess]

Landing at home was much easier than landing on Earth. After all they had capture sites, and luckily had been anticipating her arrival so it was all in working order. When her eyes opened the sky was green. So Kat knew she was home, and after a brief mental check to make sure she was still pregnant, she let the rewarming process take over. Doing her best not to fight the strange tingling feeling. It was tough to believe she only left about 70 solar cycles in her perspective, and more than 70 planetary orbits had passed.

It was strange that her arrival had been acticipated, heralded, celebrated, and so forth. So once she was warmed up and stepped out of her pod, there were drinks, food, scans, while others downloaded data from her vessel.

It took about 10 minutes for her to realize he didn't understand a word they were saying, and it was strange to see him being fussed over. Mainly those who had not undergone a heat cycle yet, ranging in eage from about 18 Earth years to 25. Of course there were a few mothers, far fewer than she expected, but catching up was overwhelming.

Soon she was settled into a soft low couch with him, and plenty of food and drink. She looked about at all the activity, and translated a little for him.

"When I sent my last message about being pregnant, several others were sent to Earth in hopes of procuring mates. Since they are in newer vessels, they should be back a lot sooner, but my mind is still a little foggy and a lot has changed while I was away."