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The whole world has gone tits up in the last few months. Collaboration amongst nations for a common interest, the end of most large scale wars, the return of spending power to the middle class.
It's like a sign of the apocalypse. The good news is that you've been given a job, a very important one.
You were contacted by a middle man to protect sensitive information vital to the united states. A reinforced case containing God knows what was cuffed to you at all times for the last week.
"Damn it feels good." You muse, rubbing your wrist. After moving from point to point, you've been lead into Wyoming. As far as you know, whatever is inside will be handed off either to its intended recipient, or another courier like you.
None of that matters compared to the payout they promised you. 6 figures for a weeks work. You'd be lying if you thought it wasn't suspicious, but it's over, so who cares.
The package is safely hidden in a compartment within your hotel room. It's safe enough to relax.
You turn on the T.V. and catch the tail end of the news.
"-Bringing hostilities in the region to a close. In other news, following their purchase by the Coca Cola company, the private military contractor Shifting nerve, as well as several of its competitors have been transferred to an artificial island in the pacific ocean. Company executive Josef Smoke had this to say "We live in a changing world. Protecting our interests is no different than locking your own front door, it's about peace of mind. We are completely certain that the services of our new contractors will be purely for the sake of keeping the peace." When asked what such an enormous force would be safe guarding against, Josef refused comment."
You let the broadcast fade into the background. The 21st century was already a parody of a parody, you didn't need to know any more. In fact it seems like a far better idea to get some fresh air for the first time in a few hours. The first chill once you step outside reminds you of something you heard. "An American Siberia." At least it is desolate outside. Barely anyone is out at this hour.
"Of all the places to bring something why here?" but it makes a kind of sense if they want it so secret. You could set off a nuke here, and as many as 5 people would see it. It feels nostalgic being cold again. You think about smoking, but remember that you don't have any. "It puts the package at risk." They said. You just enjoy the view of rolling hills.
Suddenly rain starts pouring down. It doesn't affect you to be caught in the light drizzle. You notice that much of the skyline is free of clouds, it's quite pretty. As you look up, a single drop of rain hits your eye. For a moment you could swear that everything was soaked in a shade of violet, but it passes. An urge to go back inside takes you. You can barely lock the door behind yourself. Maybe the stress of the last few days was too much, but you crash into bed like a stone. It feels heavenly to just sleep.
You rarely dream, but what you are feeling is wonderful. Your whole body is embraced in a tight hug. You feel the phantom body of a lover spooning against yours. Her warmth is incredible. "Good boy. My good little boy." You hear her sweet voice over your neck.
Her hands move up and down your body, petting your back, and arms. Caressing your cheek with her soft fingers. You feel her nails gently scratch over your back.
"2 bodies entwined, one union above, your purpose fulfilled."
Nothing outside of her arms matters, no ex, no jobs, no past. Your bones feel like they are being pulled apart in the most gentle, and luxurious way possible. A small moan passes your lips, and to fill its absence she wraps her mouth around yours.
You notice something strange. The softness of the bed is nice, but her body is softer, smoother. Unconsciously your hand moves against her chest, and you feel warm fur.
You try to mumble something out, but she pulls you into her chest. You feel her smothering you with her breasts, you smell the musk against her fur, it's so real in that moment. She shushes you while petting the back of your head.
"Just a bit longer sleeper, I'm so close."
You go for a long time without thinking, just feeling her warm embrace as her chest rises and falls with each breath. A feeling of breathlessness overtakes you, you have to breathe. Despite the disconnect in your arms you try and pull yourself toward air.
You wake up. It's a relief to have cool air run over your face again, the bed felt like a furnace all night. You try to get up, but realize that you can't. Something very soft is still holding on to you, despite being awake. You crane your neck to see what is stopping you.
A rush of cold fear runs up your back, when you see the massive she beast pressed into your body. Her monolithic stature can barely fit on the bed. One of her hands (paws?) is locked around your body, squeezing you against her. Somehow your clothes have been stripped off, so you feel every micro movement of her body, each time her chest rises and falls.
Her breasts being shoved into your face reels you back in enough to think critically. Whatever this thing is you need to get away from it. There's a gun in the bedside drawer, you have to reach it.
With a slow motion you wiggle out of her immediate grasp, until you feel her legs wrap around you.
"Got you sleeper."
Terror rushes over you until you see that she's murmuring in her sleep. "She can speak." you whimper.
It was so nice to be asleep, but now something worse than a pervert has crept up on you. Why is this happening now?
From the readjustment of her grip, her crotch is practically smothering your lap. Whatever she's dreaming about, she isn't dry. You stretch a bit closer to the bedside before having to jerk unnaturally. She rouses once you pry free of her grip.
"I fell asleep?" She hastens to wake herself.
You tumble out of bed, and rip through the drawer looking for the gun.
"Oh fuck, sleeper!"
The gun is gone, you glance back at the wolf on the bed. She's fully awake, and evidently agitated at you.
"You weren't supposed to get up yet. Be good, and come here." She commands you very matter of factly.
For a moment you hold on to her words intently, but there is absolutely no chance of listening to her, so you bolt for the door. The knob rattles in your shaking hands, but doesn't move, something is holding it. Already she's right on top of you. She reaches forward about to grab you. In terror you fall backward against a small table. Sheer luck has the revolver fall into your lap, somehow moved from it's original rest. Whatever she is, she knows that the gun is bad news.
"Don't get any ideas, sleeper. Hand that ridiculous crude iron over." A bit more pleading she adds, "I promise I'm not trying to hurt you."
You can't believe her, and yet a strange hesitation overtakes you. You know you have to shoot her, and you're trying to, but it's like the neurons are misfiring on the critical thought. Raising your hand out like you're about to hand it over, you can't tell what you are trying to do.
"That's a good boy, just calm down."
At the last moment you cock the hammer down, and slowly pull the trigger.
Nothing happens. You think about shooting again, but she back hands the useless weapon across the room.
She coldly grabs you by the head to pull you up, and with her other paw she takes your shooting arm and begins to apply force.
"You will not do that again." She states it as a reality, rather than a command. Your bones feel like they're being crushed to splinters from the force, but she won't stop. You have no choice but to beg. "I'm sorry! Please stop, you're about to rip me in half!"
The increase in force stops, but she doesn't let go.
You focus enough to take in the moment. Her calculated use of force, her clear language. This isn't an animal, it's a very malicious, and sentient being. Why is it doing this to you?
"You've made this very difficult for me sleeper." There's disappointment caught in her voice, along with something else.
You let out another yelp of pain, having been held up in such a manner for far too long. At once, she drops you out of her grip. You slam your back to the wall, trying to get as far away from her as possible.
"I didn't want to do that." She rubs across her muzzle in contemplation. "You don't even know why this is happening."
You shake your head feverishly. "I think you should start with what you want from me." Trying to resist at this point is just brain dead. She's clearly had free reign of the place while you were out, and that makes you wonder how she got you to stay asleep, how long you were out for.
"There's a case containing sensitive information. You will show me where it is." You shake your head again, even if she had the upper hand you couldn't give up your duty, not like this. "So that's what you are, some kind of Russian, Chinese super mutant or something? You're trying to fuck with my mind so I tell you where it is, and then you'll kill me!" "Calm down." Her fingers trace around your cheek while you tremble. "Hurting you is the last thing I want. I need you. Look, you're confused because you woke up too early, It's my fault, I shouldn't have dozed off." She blushes in a mix of embarrassment and regret. "You were just so cute."
An electronic chirp interrupts the both of you.
Half a conversation unfolds without your input. "What is it? No, no, everything's good over here, just some problems with the rain. Ya, the dosage seems low, he woke up a little early and hurt himself." She puts her finger over your lips, and whispers, "If you don't want a pack of Thextians in this room in the next minute, I recommend you tell me where the package is now." You nod.
Defeated, you point out a recess in the wall. She gets out of your face to check it out. "No, he's cooperative." She passes the light switch flicking them on and letting you get a good look at her. The roof was notably taller than normal, but even still she had to slouch as not to strike against it. Her size made everything else look comically small by comparison. She still hadn't worn any clothes. From where you lay, you could see her naked ass sway in her stride mirrored by a powerful tail which contributed to her already predatory figure. Her claws traced over the outline of the compartment before she ripped it free. That was steel reinforced, that could have been your head, if you played this worse.
You calm down after a while. With no way out you have to. She has you sit on the bed again.
"I'm not from this planet, sleeper. Forgive me if I seemed threatening, but you shouldn't have tried to shoot me." A pang of guilt crosses your heart suddenly, like remembering something distasteful from childhood, even though you did it a few moments ago. It seems so stupid in retrospect.
You drink a cup of water you left out a few hours ago. "You keep calling me sleeper, why?"
"It's too much to go into. It's like a rank, but I mean it literally." The term sleeper agent makes you suppress a giggle, maybe she doesn't know the word?
"So what did you do to me?"
"We need human agents to avoid scaring the hell out of the natives eh, no offense. Programing makes you more docile, and compliant. It's not perfect, obviously." So that's why you feel so strange. All that hesitation is because of her. Despite whatever reservations you have about it, you only feel slightly disturbed by that.
You laugh a little. "I feel bad for waking up. I don't suppose we could go back to bed, and act like nothing happened?" She gets an intense look in her eyes when you suggest that. She grabs your arm as if part of an autonomous response, and drags you backward on the bed. The force makes the springs grind in protest.
She wraps you up in her embrace, letting her soft fur serve as your blanket, though it's more like being crushed under the entire mattress given the comparative excess.
She leans her head to the side. "Aren't you going to sleep?"
"I can't just fall asleep on command." You feel that you shouldn't need to explain such a base idea.
She whines in a pleading way. "But you humans sleep so much? You didn't even finish resting before-" She stops herself. "Never mind, it's better if we can talk anyway."
The soft pads of her fingers trace over your naked body, one sliding over your thigh causing a quiver. What's odd to you is that she keeps sniffing your face and hair. It's not heavy, just barely noticeable. The intensity in her face has subsided, and given way to a far more relaxed curiosity.
"Why are you on Earth? What do you want?"
"You." She tells you playfully. When your confusion mounts she continues. "The human race has an amazing abundance of men. We want to bring you all into the loving protection of the empire." She rubs over the bridge of you nose, trying to map out the feeling of your face.
"What about human women?" Without missing a beat she growls disdainfully. "What about them? A bunch of weak, pathetic queers, not even capable of defending their mates. They are beneath contempt." As much as you would love to defend the honor of earthly women, that somehow seems ill advisable in the presence of a superior predator. "You're here for sex?" "Not sex, mates." She continues through a strange rhetoric, vaguely familiar to you. "More than that, you humans are lead by men, who are themselves lead by weaker women. How could any Thextian see such a terrible injustice, and not intervene?" She snuggles closer to you, as if to banish the distasteful thought. Her soft lips pepper your face with kisses. To have such large teeth only touch you between each kiss has you at her mercy.
The front door opens suddenly. She immediately gets up into a salute, still nude. "Commander Maria." Another creature, thextian you guess, lets herself in. The new one is dressed in some impressive armor. Plated, a bit more advanced than you think should exist. Where the ballistic plates end, strange synthetic muscle fills out the gaps. Underneath it a body suit hugs the tight curves of her body, and massive ass.
You are stunned at how she was able to get here without her cheeks clapping, and giving away her position.
She jams a multi tool into the lock that keeps it bolted shut once more. "Hands down lieutenant Vexcis. Now where's the package?" "Right here." It's ethereal watching the scene before you. "Vexcis, are you all so friendly, or are clothes not a concept on your world?"
Maria suddenly scrutinizes you. "What's wrong with him? He should be a bit more worn out from the rain." She invades your personal space to sniff your crotch. "My God! Vexcis, either your scent is pitiful, or you haven't mated this conscript, explain yourself!" That doesn't stop her from sniffing afterward.
"I must report that I have not, commander. He's still virgin." Maria scoffs. "You need to get it through your head, this isn't Verous anymore. This is for keeps, if you don't take advantage of the station the Empire provides, then some other bitch will."
"I know, but I thought I had more time. You haven't been with a male yet, you don't know how good it feels just to... just to snuggle with him, feel him under your paws."
Maria grabs you by the shoulders, and presses you into the wall. "You're right, I haven't been with a male, so you'll understand if I take a bachelor." The commander forces her rear against you, letting her tail betray its excitement, wagging against your face vigorously.
She rips her clothes to expose her musky anus to your cock. "Commander, that is my sleeper!" "I don't smell you on him, there's no marks on his soft skin, and my ass is quite sensitive from the scout ride."
You attempt to get out from where you're pinned, but the weight of her backside is probably more than you can bench. She is really about to rape you. You try to reason with her. "I think you should listen-" "Nobody asked you runt." She throws her weight against you, slamming you into her winking hole. The tight ring of muscle is well lubricated so there is no resistance keeping her from taking you to your base.
Your legs begin shaking and the only thing holding you upright is Maria's body. You're experiencing something literally beyond human understanding, predated upon by an off world predator, designed to exploit your senses until your submission. She pants greedily for air, becoming familiar with your shape. "Sweet Yuria! That feels so much better than my fingers!" A kind of joyous growling rolls off her lips while she packs you into her guts. You meanwhile are brought back to the heights of terror, mixed with a sick arousal. A freak of nature, not even from this planet is deflowering you with her butt, and it's not even the same one as before.
When she pulls herself off, you feel the ribbed notches in her ass. It's like they're sucking you back inside despite being pulled off of you. She brings everything back out until your tip is teasing her rim, then she slams down, taking you back to the edge of orgasm. Vexcis looks on at whats happening with a stunned look on her face.
"Vex, if it's such a bother to you, than just push me off, and take him yourself."
Vexcis doesn't respond immediately. Her lips curl into a snarl, but she doesn't move. "Get off of him!"
"This is about you, Vex. If you want him for yourself you'll have to take him." Maria slows down, no longer crushing your pelvis, but putting the action more on you with a slow motion, riding out the momentum. You notice, as her full cheeks crash against you, that device she used to get in is still attached to her belt. If you where to grab it, you might actually get out of here.
"Don't worry, I won't ride him too hard, I just need to break him in for you, since you're such a softie." You grope alongside her ass, gaining a gasp of her elation. "See? They're not so bad. Once you put these humans in their place they're as obliging as a Larro." You shudder from the constant assault on your cock, while she tightens up on you. It's only another inch when Vexcis freaks out. "Get the hell off of him!" she shouts, and tackles Maria off of you. The force sends the three of you to the ground, and the "key" into your hand.
Vexcis has Maria by the snout. They tussle like feral animals for a moment until Maria backs down from the over zealous display. "I yield! I yield." Vexcis keeps biting at her compatriot, and not letting her get up, doing a dominance display like the wolves of Earth. "I swear to God, I'll tear your throat out if you ever touch my sleeper again! Rank be damned, he is mine!"
Vexcis gets up to loom over you. "Are you alright?" She takes you by the hand. You can tell by the way she holds it, she knows what's in your grasp. With a pleading look, she wordlessly reclaims the "misplaced" tool from your open palm.
She protected you. Slower than would be ideal, but you felt a bit safer for that fact. Enough to trust her on this. You'd like to know what the hell just happened between them, but before that, "Thank you for getting her off of me." "Don't mention it. You didn't cum did you?"
Your adoration diminishes once her intent is clear.
She brushes over your abused cock, straining your resolve not to bust on her fingers. "No, I think not. I guess I won't have to kill Maria for skipping the pecking order. This is for being such a good boy." Vexcis takes your dick between her paw pads, and coarsely finishes you off with a few quick jerks of her soft fingers. The silken texture is a soothing grace to her brash movements. Her features twist with a prideful glee at making you finish in such a manner, and letting your cum spatter over her claws. It is a relief to your senses after what you just survived.
In the hazy after glow, they take you over to the package. You input the right code to open the case, rendering your contract null and void. For such a life ending moment, words seem to have abandoned you.
A thick stack of blueprints, and technical documents far beyond your area of expertise breathes into the fresh air. The best you can guess, is that they relate to some kind of aircraft. There are multiple mentions to a project "Bird shot" Maria takes some photos with that same multi tool.
"You got what you wanted, are we done?" After she's done collecting the data, Maria ignites the package with an embedded lighter. She gives the signal for both of them get out, and you breathe a sigh of relief. Vexcis picks you off the ground, and slings you over her shoulder. "Hey! I thought we were done, what is it now!?" Maria groans at your discontent. "We're going back to HQ. You didn't think we would spend all that time breaking you in just to leave you naked in the street, right?"
Vexcis readjusts your weight. "You don't have to worry anymore, Anon. You can forget about this dust bowl slag heap, besides we'll all protect you now." At the risk of getting comfortable as a helpless man you point out something. "You know my name?" "Of course. We've kept track of you for a while."
You're carried, still naked into the street. "Aren't you two worried about being seen?" "Nope." Vexcis steps over an unconscious pedestrian.
In the parking lot, a single woman was standing still. "What are you going to do about her?" Maria picked her up with a single paw, letting her limp body flail about in the air. The human's leg slapped against something hard, and metallic where there was nothing.
"The rain dosage is fine Vexcis." Maria let the woman fall to the ground before she de cloaked two vehicles. They appeared like motorcycles, only much larger for their intended passengers, and levitating independent of the ground. "Impressive aren't they? Scout craft, model TR-6."
Vexcis lowers you down, and they each mount a scout. For a moment you look over your shoulder, checking out the desolate expanse, sparsely dotted with the unconscious. Vexcis is rubbing the seat behind her, inviting you on. It occurs to you now that your job has ended, that you have nothing left here. You mount the craft, holding onto her for fear of how it will move.
No force moves on your body when the anti gravity plates charge up and send the scout straight upward. You feel sick at the disconnect of force and movement. "Don't worry, it gets easier after the first time." Her comforting does little to ease the shaking in your legs. "There isn't even a seat belt?" "What for? It's already perfectly safe." Vexcis continues to focus on keeping formation with Maria. "I don't suppose we could slow down at least? I mean, one rouge wind and-" To this she grows annoyed and tosses you off, killing you on impact with the ground.
At least that's what would have happened if Thextians believed in things like physics, instead you merely freeze in air a few feet below the scout before a gravitational force cleanly scoops you up and deposits you back on the ride. "See? It's safe." It's hard to say this calmed you down, more terrified you into a submissive acceptance. Wherever you're being taken, at least they seem more interested in fucking with you than disposing of you.
"Look at that shimmer." She points out a break in the cloud line where light is refracting strangely. Maria flies closer, and the shimmer gives way to the same alloy that the scouts are made of. It is a much larger craft, like a floating fortress independent of its surrounding space. Maria goes first, docking into the underbelly of the ship. Vexcis ducks her head lower, unconsciously, you do the same. The back of the scout tilts upward before the entire craft is magnetically locked into a port and pulled aboard.
Following her lead onto solid ground, You're caught in her arms. It seems all the fright nearly had you collapse on getting off.
You're in what looks to be a garage, or launching bay for the smaller vehicles. More thextians are on the ship, most of these ones look like engineers. A few take notice of your arrival, one blowing you a kiss. Vexcis all but spits in contempt. A smaller fox like woman pads over quickly with a spare set of clothing. Smaller meaning about eye level with you.
Vexcis takes the flight suit and dons them with incredible dexterity. The fox stares, making you uncomfortably aware of your still naked body. "I-I have some f-for you too." She gives you a bare set of underclothes. Her fingers brush against yours as you take them. It's enough to cover the important bits at least. "Come on sleeper, we need to strap you in before we exit atmosphere." You swallow thickly at her command.
She takes you up a flight of stairs not noticing your distress. Maria breaks off for a moment to chastise an engineer about the smoothness of the ride both ways. Vexcis takes you to an open area, passing by more of her kind. The intimidating thing is how calm everyone is. From the viewing ports that give out onto scenic cloud coverage lit by the ships own systems, you see how many cannons this one vessel has. You wonder if human aircraft could take something like this down. "Vex, what kind of ship are we on now?" Her earlier mood is forgotten once you engage her in pleasant conversation. "This is one of the fleet's armored descent ship's." She pets your head lovingly. "The real fleet ships are much less cramped."
She stops abruptly in a hallway. A row of seats, much larger than you've seen on an airline, remain unoccupied within the module. "This will do." She gracefully sits back.
Reinforced viewing ports dot the space on both sides. The stirring of dawn's light can barely pierce the thick cloud cover. Other crew members filter through taking most of the free seats. "Sit down with me sleeper. You don't want to be standing for your first jump." Vexcis rubs her thigh to emphasize her intention. You sit in her lap. She straps both of you in, carefully drawing you as close to her chest as possible. The other crew members watch with a restrained jealousy as she rubs her paws over the exposed skin of your shoulders and midriff. You pet her behind the ears to calm yourself. She tilts her head to meet the action. "Ahh! No sleeper, not here!" Her tail thumps into your body as a substitute which you accept with an adoring touch. Strangely, you could have sworn that you felt two sets of ears while grooming through her luscious fur.
An announcement booms forth from speakers around the vessel. "Atmospheric penetration in 1 minute. Seal all bulkheads, and proceed to class 2 stations." The dread starts to crash over you. You're about to be taken off of Earth. Your hands tense up for a moment, but Vexcis comforts you. "You don't have to be afraid sleeper. No matter what happens, I will be here to protect you." She squeezes her hand over yours to let that fact sink in. Your breathing slows as the vessel starts a rapid accent upward.
No one else seems to be affected by the sudden burst of upward acceleration, but you're still human, the pressure being exerted on your body is immense. Your guts are doing back flips and the rest of the room is staying still. You notice the windows have been tinged with an orange energy which must shield them better.
The clouds peel away, the air peels away, and you all keep rising.
Maria enters the room, unfazed. "There you are! Thought you would lose me on the way back huh?" She gets up close to check you out. "He looks like he's about to melt!" She pushes you back into Vexcis' fur with one finger. Normally that would be fine, but right now it's sweltering, suffocating. You need to breathe. "Stop it Maria! He doesn't need your teasing."
The vibration in your teeth becomes less intense by increments. The force dissipates. It's over. Vexcis let's you get up from your seat, and you tentatively check the view. The dark gulf between Earth and space stares back at you. The sun is still yet to rise on the ground, but here it's bright. You breathe deeply.
"Look there." Vexcis points out an empty track of space. "It's all void, what are you talking about?"
As you cross an invisible threshold they come into view. An armada, vast, unseen, indomitable. The nearest ship would dwarf an aircraft carrier ten fold, but even such a large craft was minuscule next to its companions. "Are you shocked? Don't feel too bad, you're one of the first humans to actually see an Imperial fleet." She giggles while you stare dumbstruck at the military apparatus before you. "Just think about all the humans below, not even aware that we're on their doorstep."
Somewhere far from the Sol system, under a gray sky, prideful hands begin unspeakable deeds.