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Here it is, Volume 4. Well... what to say about this one? It's another longer one, uploaded just two days before my birthday (really wanted to make that deadline) and is actually my best one yet! Actually for the most part, that's been the case with all my work so far... all 4 of them.

I really liked working this character. He started off as just a simple charming Australian postman which quickly descended into what you're about to read. One thing's for sure, you'll definitely be seeing him again. I may or may not have him lined up to be in the first non-Lakuta Plaisir story, *hint hint*

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"Wow... just... wow... I mean... yeah, I've gotta admit, Lak. I'm damn impressed."

"Yep!"

"So... what can she do? Warp six?"

"Seven actually, though uhhhh... the engineer says that's due to rise."

"The first Horima to pilot a proper ship... who'd have thought it."

"Heh, well I'm sure I'll stop back at Earth every now and again. Check up on everyone, and whatnot."

"You'd better. Skipping across planets ain't everyone's life li'l bro."

"Well, you know me."

"Make sure you get plenty of good fucks out there, too. There's a lot of hot species just waiting to get a prime piece of Lakuta meat I'm sure."

"Heheh, again, you know me."

"Oh and whilst you're at it, make sure you accumulate a whole lot of money as well, so that when you do come home again I can bleed you dry to expand our family business, hehehe."

"Yeah, yeah I will haha, don't you worry."

"Yeah, heheh."

"Heheh..."

"Heh..."

"..."

"Hey... Lak?"

"Mmmm?"

"..."

"...?"

"...Just..."

"...Yeah?"

"...Come home safe... okay?"

Lakuta's eyes suddenly shot open. Tendrils of soft, emerald grass were enveloping his back, met with only the scent of freshly mown lawn and the sight of the heavens. He must have dozed off; limbs were spread out into a star shape, the sky above him pure cyan, not a cloud in the sky.

Today was hot.

Really hot.

It was all Lakuta could do to stay fully conscious in this kind of heat; Ever-present was the opportunity to move back indoors to the cooling embrace of the air conditioning, but there were other plans in mind right now. Ones that would require him to just wait that little bit longer. Besides, the day was so nice, and the outdoors looked so beautiful around this time, that the haze had to be well worth the wait.

Speak of the devil! On the note of worth the wait, holding a gleaming platter in that maw with impeccable balance was a dainty Pruina. And perched on top of it two tall glasses of iced tropical cocktails- truly the wolf couldn't tell which was more beautiful out of those and their headstrong bearer. She smiled even now with her same eager persona as she approached Lakuta, placing her tray down next to him.

He craned his back nice and slowly, giving a pleasant groan as he sat himself up, all the while fixated on those drinks. They were almost glowing with fruitiness, and had the consistency of slushed ice. Acquiring one of the glasses, firmly pinching the straw with his other paw he glanced over to the Glaceon. She was still with such a beam of joy. Lakuta couldn't help but smile back with his tongue hung out.

"Ohhhh yes, this looks fantastic."

Pruina gave a happy nod, her tail curling up for a moment in joy for doing a good job. She quickly allowed it to swish side to side, head tilted in a mild curiosity.

"Who is this other drink being for, hmmmm?"

"Why, you of course!" Lakuta patted the area of grass next to him, matching the angle of her head and the curvature of her muzzle. The two blue creatures beamed as much as the radiant sun above them.

Predictably, Pruina more than happily obliged, sitting up behind Lakuta with a coy giggle. Anything to get a break from work at these temperatures. No amount of air-cooling in the whole wide world could spare this native northern ice type from these summers.

Lakuta embraced her feline nuzzle across his shoulder down to the right side of his neck. It sparked a low moan, his head tilting back towards Pruina, nuzzling her back. Already Lakuta could feel her cold breath caress his front, providing an ecstasy for him in the form of some cool heat relief. To top it all off, as he took a long deep sip from the straw of his drink, Lakuta blew out a wonderfully rejuvenated sigh.

"Absolutely nothing like a cold drink to beat the weather is there, huh?"

Pruina nodded her head slightly. Her eyes were already shut, as she began to leisurely service Lakuta with some affectionate licks. There was a dulcet purr from her, her eyelids somewhat heavy as she looked upon Lakuta's rather puffy cream chestfur.

Lakuta himself savoured the sweetness of the tropical fruits, mixed with a sharp bitterness of the spirit. This especially was taking a large dominance in the aftertaste as it coldly slid down his throat. Had Jack made this one extra strong? That bartender seemed to know what Lakuta wanted before even he did.

And in fact it wasn't long before he had downed the drink entirely.

After another giggle, Pruina shifted her head upwards to be directly on top of the wolf's. Their eyes met as Lakuta stared up to meet her downwards gaze. A few seconds of this stare lingered between them, before both her paws planted on his shoulders. She gave both a small push, massaging them in that same feline style, urging him to lay back down again.

The wolf keenly went along with her, going back to sprawling out in the grass, gaining an upside-down view of a very peppy Glaceon. She softly began massaging her paws into his shoulders for a few minutes, speaking more quietly, her cool breath very much welcomed by Lakuta's face.

"I hear you were having some good fun times with the salon person named Gabri, hehehe."

"Yeah, that's right." Lakuta gave his head a slow nod, murring to himself as their eyes met. "How'd you know that, anyway? Did Jack tell you?"

Pruina gave another, subtler laugh. As per her usual excitements, the waitress' tone was descending into the suggestive territory.

"I am smelling it on you from far away and further, he leaves a scent that is very strong and hard to miss~"

Lakuta's ears now dropped slightly in embarrassment before he glanced to one side in a tiny pout. He must have had that strong musk on him for so long now he'd become desensitised. Even a shower couldn't completely get rid of it.

"Well he was an awful lot of fun, he was."

"Yeah! Hehe, he is very fun, fun in lots of things. I always do love being in his salon place to trim my pelt. The fur on me will grow waaaay too big for this hot place."

"Yeah. Think I might go back there some time myself. At least I'm gonna have Jack let me know the next time he's off-duty." Lakuta reached up to give the young Glaceon's cheek a delicate stroke, getting out another purr from her.

"Thanks for the drink as well. It really hit the spot, especially on a day like this."

The Ice-type nodded hastily in agreement, before leaning into Lakuta's paw, sliding her cheek over the open palm.

"Yes, warm is not nice for me either, I though use my ice to make me cool again, so then I am fine as long as it does not get burning."

Lakuta nodded back once more, still having to take a few moments to process Pruina's broken English but very much enjoying the feel of her cheek. The strands were expertly combed to give each microscopic hair their own cobalt attention, and her fur was almost as soft as his... almost.

"Heh yeah, where I come from we're a bit more used to the cold and rain as well."

This string of words seemed to spark something in Pruina, who pushed her paws further down in attempt to pry at the knots in his muscle.

"Hey Lakutie. You are not one of the human people, but not are you Pokémon either? That is what Jackie tells me."

"Mhmm, yeah, that's right... you could actually say I'm not from around here at all."

"Well then where have you been coming from, if may I ask?"

"Well... I mean it's a little complicated... it may take some time to describe."

The query lingered in Lakuta's mind, far more since he was asking himself the exact same question. If this was Earth, it couldn't have been his own. Not even close. The concept of a parallel universe? It sounded intriguing. But if that was the case, how would he get back? Would they take off without him? No, he was the only one who could pilot the damn ship.

Argh, if he only had his communicator, or any of the rest of his blasted devices for that matter! What in the heck was he supposed to do with a music player?! Well, listen to music he supposed. But this saving grace expectedly brought little comfort to the problem.

Pruina's massaging motion gradually died down, giving way to her next movements which had her stepping forwards over Lakuta. Her tail was held high when a soft slit came directly into Lakuta's view. Her tiny front paws meanwhile went back to massaging the wolf- only this time over the front of his shorts.

Lakuta nearly gasped. But merely the sight of her immaculate crotch, in combination with her more 'exotic' massaging? It turned that would-be gasp into a much more pleasurable sigh. And topping it off was her next phrase.

"I know of the ways that I will pass the time whilst you are telling your story~"

Lakuta felt an instinctive moan from the sudden touch. He pressed his hips upwards to greet Pruina's paws, then raised up one of his own paws, gently running it over Pruina's left hip, tilting his head forwards to spy on what she was up to.

With completely feline motions, top half slightly crouched, one of her front paws gently slid down the front of Lakuta's shorts. Her paw expertly groped Lakuta's warm sheath a few times, lustfully savouring its feel, before sliding further forwards again, curling her paw downwards to rest on his slit, already slightly damp from the heat of the day.

"Mmmm... well how about this other question instead for you, Lakutie." She gently rubbed her small pad against his lower crotch, unearthing another quiet moan from him, his head rested back against the grass once more as she worked.

"Why do you being calling yourself a boy if you have a girl part?" Her tone was still mildly curious, but her focus at this point was more on what her paw was doing. Seemed to Lakuta that she wanted to get to know all of him this time.

"Well... I mean, I've only really got the pussy. There's not much else, genetically." Lakuta game a small laugh, shortly followed by another moan as his hips pressed upwards again out of instinct.

Pruina continued.

"Maybe yes, but you act more a girl than real girls I know in a lot of times."

Lakuta gave a slyer giggle "Let it be known that I can very easily fool the average joe if I try."

"It must be lots of fun you and Joe are having with that one. I would love to be seeing it one time for that fun!"

"Fun would be putting it lightly" Lakuta let out another little snicker. "It's made for some very interesting times, I'll say that."

Pruina gave one more nod of her head, falling silent in her focus. Lakuta too stopped speaking for a moment, allowing the tiny paw of Pruina to explore his pussy. He moaned again, both hands reaching up to the Glaceon's hips, stroking them through the cold fur.

After less than a minute of this treatment, however, Pruina let her paw slide out again. Some of the juices Lakuta had leaked got wiped across his crotch, but the majority of it lay on Pruina's paw. After a little sniff, she happily started licking away at herself, cleaning her paw of Lakuta's lustful residue.

"Aww, I was rather enjoying that." Lakuta gave a happy chuckle, patting Pruina's side thoughtfully. "Got something else in mind?"

Pruina shook her head slowly, tapping Lakuta's mildly bulged shorts in response. "I am going out into the wilds today because I am meeting there with a friend!"

"Ah... is this a 'special' friend?"

Pruina's childlike mind was already distracted from Lakuta's words again. She tapped the shorts again in curiosity, her paw feeling carefully around the side to Lakuta's pocket. Then another tap followed. Lakuta stared up towards her again as she dived into Lakuta's pocket, pulling out the piece of paper Lakuta had been storing.

"H-Hey, going through my stuff?" Lakuta pouted, but couldn't help smile again, leaning his head back as she fumbled around to unfold the mystery note.

"Where have you been getting this from, Lakutie?" Pruina asked as she peered closely at the lettering.

"Oh, it was... well it was with my shorts after you left. Seems like someone is looking out for me, huh?"

Pruina paused. A long pause. But then she nodded her head in agreement, quickly shuffling the note back into the pocket she found it.

"So anyway, where are you meeting your friend?"

Pruina, standing up fully once more, stepped forwards down Lakuta's front, giving her tail a teasing swish as it kept her vulva teasingly in view.

"Oh I am meeting him over the hills, he comes often to this place but we are meeting private today."

"Out there?" Lakuta sat up again, casually resting his arms on the Glaceon's flank with a happy grin. "Wouldn't you rather book yourself a room in Plaisir?"

Another shake came from Pruina. Her hips gently moved around below Lakuta, grinding the air in front of him as she spoke.

"Sometimes it is nice to be out in open air, even in the hotness like this one."

Lakuta, resting his head on Pruina's hind, embracing the gentle tail of hers against his chest, gave another light nod.

"Yeah, suppose you're right." In fact, now Lakuta had begun to think about it, this was the first time since arrival that he'd been outside too. He did tell himself that he'd try to take a chance to explore these lands further... perhaps this was his moment?

Slowly wobbling to his feet, slinging over his shoulder bag, Lakuta took in a slow breath. The air felt fresh, if not a little musty from the heat. But it was enough.

"Mind if I tag along?"

* * *

It had to have been over an hour now...

The forests, and those mountainous hills he had seen were far from the direction they had been headed. With that being said, they were still very much in view. The two creatures in question had both been over some lower hills, hiking golden-green plains under the rays.

Pruina was happily padding along. Ice was supposedly weak to fire, but she seemed to be just fine- using her iciness to her advantage, creating some kind of very faint shroud around her whole body.

Lakuta, slouched a small amount, swung his head around to his left. Those forests and mountains still called to him in the distance. It was a swirling feeling- bizarre, even. It was probably just the heat, he thought to himself, but there was a slowly growing urge from within himself to comb that biome. Just a bit.

His head turned next to the right; the view was completely different. Boundless fields, virtually no hills whatsoever, flats that spread to the panoramic horizon. The spectacle of such variation, the ripples of air from the baking sun causing the distant views to become equally rippled... such majesty...

...It was...

...It was...

...It was too bloody hot!

Lakuta, trudging unenthusiastically, let out an audible groan with his head thrown back, as if to complain directly at the sun. This only made him feel hotter, the darn sun was laughing in the face of Lakuta's suffering.

Pruina, slowing down a little to await Lakuta, gave a slightly sympathetic pout, before a clear-minded, thoughtful smile, one that showed a lot of understanding despite her innocent overtones. She faced the poor wolf, indicating with her head to the top of the small hill they were on just ahead.

"We are almost arriving there Lakutie, not too long for it now."

Lakuta dropped his head down again, gazing forwards, forcing an awkward smile, nodding his head a little. Part of him was experiencing a wave of regret for coming all the way out here. Plaisir had air conditioning for fuck sake, this was virtually baking Lakuta alive!

Regardless, he forged onwards. It was not a hard thing to slow Lakuta down, or send him in the wrong direction, or trip him up both in the literal and metaphorical sense. But stop him? Never that. With another groan, Lakuta pushed himself forwards, taking huge strides to finally perch himself on top of this hill.

Immediately, he spun around to collapse onto his back, ears flat against his head and with gaze that showed both victory and defeat in one relieved state.

Pruina was already on top of it- and on top of Lakuta too. With paws pressed to the wolf's shoulders, she took in a deep breath, holding it for a moment, before releasing a weak icy wind from her lungs. It flowed over Lakuta's body with an indescribable relief. Deep panting came from his maw, taking in lungful after lungful of the frozen air.

Moisture forming sweat droplets now had become polished ice crystals. The seconds which passed felt very drawn out as his body cooled, but this only made it more welcome to Lakuta's mind. Quick to recover after the breeze, he slowly sat up. Legs were sprawled apart, with his top half leaning back on his hands behind him.

His head tilted back again, taking a better chance to appreciate the bright star above him. Pruina gave a light giggle, resting her own head over Lakuta's shoulder as she did back at Plaisir.

"Better?"

"Better..." Lakuta chuckled softly, giving the Glaceon a thankful nuzzle. "At least now I can think a bit straighter."

Leaning into Pruina, Lakuta shifted his shoulder bag around to his front. It opened up with a satisfying click, one of the smaller compartments revealing some of the stashed berries (which he had since found out to be called Oran Berries) he picked when he'd woken up. Tossing a couple out of the bag, he leaned further into the Glaceon, passing her one of the blue orbs.

They tasted just as good as the first time he tried them, and were super ripe even after a few days in the bag. He almost didn't notice the juice that threatened to dribble down his muzzle and onto his front. His tongue made short work of it at the last moment. The flavour really worked well with the lingering aftertaste of that cocktail.

"So, we're meeting your friend here then?"

With her mouth still half full, she gave a brief squeak and a nodding head, struggling to swallow what was currently in her mouth so she could respond.

"Mmmmph... *gulp* Yep! This here is the place he will meet us."

"Nice one. Guess we wait for him then?"

The Glaceon moved off Lakuta again, having him drop backwards to lay on his back with a slight thud. It was just another game to Pruina who gave a happy giggle and flopped down onto her back next to him. The wheat grass came up just past their faces, surrounding both of their peripheral. The sun was just barely out of way such that their gaze into the blue void wasn't obstructed by blinding light.

A strong breeze began picking up, the airflow cool against the two of them. He coolness of the ground also helped to keep them comfortable. There was a full minute of silence as they lay there, letting their mind become a little swept up by the winds. It was easy to forget anything else existed in that kind of state.

In fact, it wasn't after a while longer before the both of them came to their senses. It began with a hard beating wind that shot directly downwards into them, complemented with a sudden shadow that flickered over them, then disappeared just as quickly.

Pruina was the first to get up, wriggling on her back and rolling over onto her side to scramble up to her feet. The wolf was a little slower, struggling to sit up, groaning again, one ear down whilst the other one shot up to try and make out the noise of hard, rapid overhead beating.

"Ahoy there, mate!"

This one was a voice, one that called through the loud wind. Distinctly Australian. Finally turning around, the shadow was found to be cast by a looming figure of green and red, hovering in the air with free-flowing flaps.

The beating stopped, allowing the figure to thump itself into the ground in front of them both. Its basic green body complemented the red streaks on his wings, alongside the crimson lenses over two considerably sharp eyes which analysed the both of them with the glance of authority- a sense of superiority, just on the border of looking threatening.

The new beast sneering at them both, seemed to be in a uniform. Slung over his back was a massive rucksack, one that could fit both him and Pruina in twice over at once. It was even more intriguing to Lakuta, however, as he took note of the logo placed on the bag, as well as a firm blue cap on the creature's head (how it even managed to stay on said head on a flying dragon such as this was beyond him).

The metal logo was simple: a sharp silver wing in front of a silver envelope. But the way he wore it, it was polished, even from a fair way down Lakuta could see that. In fact, an air of pride practically radiated from the... the... umm...

Lakuta scrambled for his Pokédex, diving down again into his bag, trying to retrieve his red gadget to scan the new one.

"Flygon, mystic Pokémon, evolved form of Vibrava. The flapping of my wings sounds something like singing. Those lured by the sound are enveloped in a sandstorm.. becoming my prey."

The new Pokémon had spoken again, reading out the same Pokédex description that had shown up on Lakuta's display. Seemed he didn't have much use for it for this one.

"Learned my 'dex entry down to the letter. Name's Axan, postie by day, forest dweller by night, at your service."

Lakuta upon seeing the huge creature, gave a nervous if not perfectly friendly laugh, raising one soft paw in greeting.

"Nice to meet you there, my name's Lak-"

"Aaaaaaaaaaaaxiiiieeeeeeee!" Pruina dashed forwards towards the Flygon, only to be stopped in her tracks by Axan himself. His tail curled around, the three flat pads at the tip catching themselves under Pruina's front paws. They tossed themselves upwards, Pruina along with it. The precision was not quite there, and it was mostly blind luck that had Pruina land back on the tail, straddling it happily with all four limbs. Of course, in the face of this newcomer, the Flygon played it off as expertly rehearsed.

"Eager one today? Hah, good to see you again ankle biter. Didn't expect to see you all the way out here." Axan's attention shifted to Lakuta. "And what about you, 'ey? Name's Lak, did you say?"

"Lakuta, Lakuta Horima, that's right." He took a couple of steps forwards; the base of the creature's long neck was what the wolf found at his eye-level, fortunately Axan had his head craned down as much as Lakuta had to crane upwards at the closer distance.

Now without the sound of the wingbeats, he took note that the Flygon's voice had a slight American twist to the mostly Aussie accent. Almost definitely due to living in this area for long enough. Axan ran his slick tongue around his maw for a moment, those sharp eyes piercing Lakuta with a thorough examination. There was a silence between all three of them- well, besides the occasional eager sound Pruina made, that is. The look the Flygon gave was... off-putting? No, no it was endearing. But there was definitely something there. Sinister, perhaps?

"Lakuta Horima, huh...? Very nice to meet ya~"

"A-Axie! Axie!" The moment was interrupted again, once more by the peppy Glaceon. One of her paws was reaching out in front of her towards Axan's head. He gave a light chuckle, swinging his tail upwards. Pruina dived her front half onto the side of the Flygon, clutching one of the two long antennae that shot out from the back of head.

Lakuta continued to stare. His mild uncertainties were made more apparent now, by the fact that Pruina appeared to be whispering to Axan. Her muzzle was pressed gently into him, murmuring in an inaudible voice from where the wolf was, as much as he tried to tune his ears to what they may have been talking about. In fact, Lakuta was finding it hard to maintain a polite smile. He did, of course, but one of his own paws was gaining a defensive hold on his shoulder bag strap.

"Hmmmm?... You don't say... Ooooh, alright?... Well, we'd better not disappoint..."

Axan was far less subtle. He radiated confidence. And when Axan started to glare back at Lakuta with that same confidence through the whispering, Lakuta found himself taking a slight step back. He stepped forwards again though, and let go of the hold his bag; this was no way to act in the face of someone new.

A lesson from travel- as much as the most innocent of smile can hide the most sinister of intentions, the most aggressive of looks could be merely a façade above something far more gentle. After all, the way he treated Pruina was a gentlemanly example of gentle. Perhaps it was just the heat that was getting to him. After a slow breath, he stared up again to stand his ground.

Sure enough, Axan was once again lowering Pruina from his head. His tail curled downwards, dropping her back into the golden Oklahoma plains.

The wolf, leaning down slowly, spoke in a murmur to Pruina. "Hey... Hey Pruina... what were you just talking about?"

She was looking to Lakuta with a gaze that seemed like she'd start exploding any moment, sill emitting light sounds of brimming excitement. And her voice was anything but a murmur.

"We are going have fun Lakutie!"

"Oh? Oh, Oh! Y-Yes of course!" In the haze walking up here, he'd nearly forgotten why they were here. No wonder the Flygon was giving such stares.

And on that note, Axan started to remove his parcel pack, resting it on the ground, then resting his mailman's hat on top of that. Stepping towards the both of them, he bellowed out some hard laughter as his form spun around in the air, allowing gravity to send him crashing to the ground on his back, the extended neck deposited promptly between the other two figures.

"Come on 'ere girls, no need to be shy."

Pruina was the first to react, happily bounding onto Axan's belly, resting atop of it with a childish snuggle.

"I was missing yoooooou!"

Axan had a sly grin, as one of his claws caressed down Pruina's back. He had the subtlest view of the Glaceon's light blue flank. It seemed that her tail was teasingly hiding any of the more lucrative details, however. Nevertheless, Axan made a low murring sound as he stroked, his head curled forwards in Pruina's direction.

"Mhhhh, I missed you too, hun. Every bit of ya."

Pruina continued her nuzzling, giving tiny and very much deliberate moans with the strokes Axan treated her with. As for Lakuta, he was partially curious on the bag that had been dropped. There was a pouch at the front, stuffed to the very brim with envelopes, it seemed. But the main bag compartment was even more stuffed than that: brown boxes, from the size of Lakuta's fist to the size of Lakuta himself, were tightly packed together.

"So, umm, Axan?"

"Yeah?"

"This all here, you deliver. You're a mailman, yeah?"

He boomed another chuckle, his head hovering just behind Pruina's flank, almost hungrily, both of his claws tending to her silk pelt now.

"That's right, mate. In fact, I'm Plaisir's personal delivery agent. My job to take letters to the employees, as well as run the supply lines for all their 'gear'"

"Hehehehe, sex toys, sex toys! Sex toys for girls and boys!" Pruina shouted in a fit of giggles.

One of Axan's claws began running gently over the girl's flat tail, holding it with a loose grip as he ran his claws over it, enough times that he could start lifting it slowly upwards.

"As you can imagine, the job of delivering sex gear brings with it its own lovely perks. This li'l slut here especially has become a personal hobby of mine when I've got a bit of time to spare." The Flygon gave that same low sound, his head craned over so that his tongue could now get a taste for Pruina's hind legs, the view of her crotch (which by now was more than a little bit damp) becoming more and more exposed.

"Go on ankle biter, tell him. Who's Axan's little fuck slut?"

Pruina, still caught up in her own giggling, mewed out both from his question and the teasing she was getting from the thick tongue.

"Hehehe meeee! Meeee! I am Axie's little fuck slut!"

"You know what I like to hear, don't you~" Axan's demeanour had altered a small amount. And that seemingly threatening look he had before, at least to some extent, was beginning to show in his actions. A firm grip was now on the back of Pruina's tail, tugging it upwards. Her pussy now came into his full view, one or two droplets of her precious lust trickling down the legs once licked. At the same time, Axan's other claw reached further forwards, right into the back of Pruina's head, digging into her as her face seemed to get buried.

It was only after Lakuta had made the minute journey around to the patch of ground between Axan's legs could he make full sense of this. With a slightly painful cry- and cheeks redder than a cherry tomato- her face was being rubbed against a slit of Axan's. The wolf had to blink twice, before realising that this slit wasn't a cunt- but rather it was a slit from which the tip of a tapered head was poking out, sliding up against the Glaceon's flustered face as it sprouted above the surface.

The mostly conical member curved slightly upwards as it made a tantalisingly slow progression outwards. Only a tiny slither of precum could be seen at the surface, yet the shaft itself was so smooth that Lakuta could swear he saw the crude outline of his reflection in the brightness of the naked sunlight.

"Don't be afraid to join in, girl."

Lakuta jumped a little inside. Is that what Pruina has whispered? About his pussy? It probably wouldn't have ended up remaining secret for long anyway. And so, shifting forwards to drop to his knees, Lakuta rested both his paws on the growing length. It felt just as smooth, and was squishy but only to a point. Even the tiniest press inwards revealed it had the hardness of a solid oak pole.

Actually, it was easy to see why. The only parts of the shaft which weren't so smooth were the bumps of vein networks, very thick even for the creature's size, and to describe them as throbbing would be a gross understatement.

Pruina, giving muffled mewls behind this wall of flesh, was running her tongue up the daunting rod in time with her head motions, induced by Axan's grip, up and down against the shaft. Her own paws were also rested on the length, but unlike Lakuta, they were there simply to support herself as she allowed her face to be completely controlled by the Flygon's grip.

Before long, Lakuta had noticed that, although the rate of growth was steady, it was nigh continuous. It had already surpassed nine inches... then ten... eleven... a foot long, at least? Lakuta was having a hard time measuring after a certain point. The question of just how long this would get became a rather burning one in the wolf's head.

"Come on girls, show a bit of enthusiasm, why don't ya..."

Lakuta's awestruck fixation on the member was interrupted by a tight grip around both his arms, and another one around his waist. He didn't even have the milliseconds to tilt his head downwards to check what it was before he found his whole frame yanked forwards into Axan's length. He came face-to-face with a very flustered Glaceon- and it was through the view of her that Lakuta saw what was controlling them.

Around Pruina's neck and flank- consequently also around Lakuta's arms and hips- were vine-like appendages, shot out from the same slit Axan's dick was growing out of. They were the same fleshy colour too, and didn't feel as stiff. It didn't make their hold any less secure though, as they were forcing both the smaller creatures to rub their whole fronts up and down against the length, Pruina over the top, Lakuta over the base.

Lakuta, ears flattening, could really do nothing except relinquish control of his body to these vines. "Wh-Wha... what is this?"

"What indeed. They're the assets that'll make sure you don't struggle whilst I make you my cock sleeve, that's what."

Axan started to release more of his 'assets' out towards them both. For Pruina, a couple more that took her hind legs, holding them in a position of the splits that suspended her lower half in the air. And for Lakuta, another couple. One of which coiled round his tail, holding it up as the other slid up the wolf's shorts, stroking against one of his thighs as the tip started to explore.

At this point, lust was driving Lakuta's instincts. And though Pruina was giving her expert licks, the wolf wanted just a bit more than that. His head dived down as much as it could in the hold of the tentacles, allowing the tapered rod to fill his maw. With a piercing motion, his throat wrapped itself around the tip.

His tongue received quite the shock as he stuffed himself: the length had only the faintest of scents, barely even noticeable, but the taste of that pre was very strong, it nearly forced a gag from him as it missed with his saliva. With enough effort, however, he managed to swallow it down. The look on his face once taken back, was now a little more determined.

The vine that had gone up Lakuta's shorts made its presence more known all of a sudden. He could feel the very tip of it dance around his slit, flicking teasingly between the folds, never quite sliding far enough for Lakuta's libido. With a frustrated moan, Lakuta tried wriggling his hips around in a silent plea for it to try entering him.

It instead had the opposite effect, as Lakuta felt the vine around his tail give a harsh yank, raising his lower half into the air, rending him into a pose similar to Pruina's, who only giggled again at the new sight of the helpless wolf.

"What did I tell you about struggling, girl?"

Lakuta was distracted now; being held by the tail was really painful, and only hurt more when he tried moving. He attempted to move his head off Axan's shaft to protest, but was instead greeted with yet another vine that emerged from the slit, pressing hard against the blue lavender pelt of the wolf, driving him not only back down to where he was, but far further. His jaws had a tiny bit of an ache, and his throat was bulging outwards at the neck. Even coughs were suppressed by the stuffing of the shaft.

"And I didn't say you could take your head back up either. Ey ankle biter, why don't you show this new girl how a slut should really behave."

"Y-Yes sir, of course I will- mmmph!"

Ensuring it was in Lakuta's line of sight, yet another vine shot into Pruina's maw. The tip of the vine around her neck was aiding in holding her jaws open as it disappeared into her throat, the familiar squelch of flesh against we flesh resonating in both their ears. Pruina in her gaze, was shedding a tear from the depth. And though she was more tense, she held her ground as her look was fixated on Lakuta's.

He was only half concentrating on the Glaceon which Axan was making an example out of. His determined look was gone as quickly as it had arrived, as he could feel the tip inside the top of his chest cavity. His teeth were pressed into the length, but they had no effect whatsoever. It seemed that it grew thinner again at the base, giving it a glorified butt plug shape, and It was hard to tell from his angle to even estimate its size.

"You think this girl needs to be punished, dear?" Axan's claws were relaxed against the back of his head, which had a glare that somehow managed to be both casual and lustfully intense at the same time- his vines were doing all of the hard work after all.

Pruina's head gave a slow nod. One of her eyes was wincing at the depth the tentacle was reaching, but she persisted nonetheless. Lakuta, forcing a muffled whimper, could feel the vine in his shorts poke out of the top, sliding past the wolf's dribbling member, against the cream underbelly, then round the front of the shorts, yanking them downwards to his ankles.

"Last time I checked, cock sleeves neither require nor deserve clothing. Wouldn't you agree, Lak?"

Before he could even make a noise in response, Lakuta could feel his whole body dragged upwards into the air by arms and tail. The shorts slid off his legs, and down the vine that was toying with his pussy. The clothing item got coiled by the vine, which slithered to one side, claiming it for his own. The bare body of the wolf still glistened somewhat from the frozen sweat droplets. At this height, in the grip of the Flygon, it was tempting to struggle again. Of course, Lakuta didn't. Actually, he didn't want to. The feeling of these things, the sensation of giving up all control? It had quite the effect on the little wolf. He could only give a soft, polite nod to Axan's question, as he was slowly lowered again.

"Instead, I'm gonna show you what a couple nice cock sleeves do deserve."

With a muffled yelp below him, Lakuta could hear the small Glaceon protesting at a tightening grip. As his gaze moved down again, it occurred to him that he was directly above the oversized member. From this angle, he still couldn't make any meaningful deduction about length or even girth form the way it curved. Did it matter? He supposed not much. Lakuta could take it, right? Yeah he figured he could. At the very least it'll be fun to try!

The second thing that he took note of was Pruina, who now was at eye level with the wolf and devoid of the tentacle that had been working her throat. The gaze she made was bright excitement. Nothing different there, really. Though he could make out just that very subtle lustful smirk at the corner of her innocent smile. That same one from the bathroom? She tried so hard to maintain that innocent gaze. To the sharp eye of the wolf, he could tell that she was possibly even more eager for penetration than he was.

And now with two swift pushes on the tendrils, Axan gazed down to a view of his two icy toys mushed together. Belly-to-belly, Lakuta felt the familiar sensation of Pruina's frame: pleasantly cool, always welcoming to the contrasted overheating of the wolf. He could see Pruina squirming lightly from the sudden temperature change, but managed to control herself in just a few seconds thereafter.

"Y-You doing okay Pruina?"

The Glaceon nodded, glancing down slightly flushed at the position. Lakuta was sympathetic for a few second at the curling pose she was trying to get in. That is, before he peered down just a little bit closer to notice her tiny maw grinning almost maniacally, holding back hysterical snickering. Pruina wasn't shying away from any of this. Heck, Lakuta thought she was about to explode.

"Wait for the part which is coming next Lakutie."

"Ey! I ain't moving you together to start having conversation." Axan's resolve was a very mild impatience. Right now he seemed completely spoiled for choice. The little girl he had pounced and taken on so many occasions, and the unknown creature who had yet to feel what he could do.

"Oy, Lak! Get yourself ready."

Lakuta's head jumped upwards again. The Flygon had that same sneer. The shimmer behind the red domes over those eyes made it hard to pinpoint where on Lakuta he was looking. The one thing he could discern was that it wasn't eye contact.

This was as far as his thought process got before his stomach lurched upwards in a jerking motion. With gravity as an ally, like one dragged under the water's surface by two boulders chained to the ankles, Lakuta was under the sensation of a harsh falling brought on by those tentacles. This sensation was interrupted, however. Or at least, something else overwhelmed it. The wolf should have tried to brace for it as he looked back.

It started with a pain in the entrance to his slit, which grew to an excruciating point almost immediately. If Axan had at least been slower, less rough or at least something less than the force he was experiencing, he would have coped just fine. As it stood his flesh instinctively tried to clench, which of course only meant that he was feeling the worst of it immediately. And unlike the Furfrou he'd gotten to know yesterday, the wailing yelp that Lakuta emitted only drew out an amused laugh from Axan. Heck, it even made Pruina burst out a small amount.

Lakuta at least took solace from the fact that by now, he had been getting rather damp from the display Pruina had been made to put on, that once the initial sharp pain had faded, he was left in a blissful wake of dull ache. And then just a few moments later, the stuffed pleasure turned that painful cry into a far more delicate moan.

It was only now that the small wolf dared to look down. He was greeted with the view of his stomach and abdomen revealing the shape of Axan's length almost perfectly. That same tip which broke into his breeding hole now displayed itself proudly just above Lakuta's belly button. At the very least, Axan was showing him the mercy of pausing just over half way down to allow him to adjust.

"How's that, new girl? Bet you haven't felt nothing like that before, eh?"

Admittedly, he had. Heck, the things he'd taken in the past bordered on stupidity and ignorance for his general safety. Under the circumstances, however, Lakuta thought it best to slowly shake his head. His face had melted into a dumb smile, not one of seduction, but of one overwhelmed by the pleasantries of the situation.

"I-It's... certainly unique" He wasn't technically lying there. Tentacles coming out of a dick slit? He didn't even know that was a thing! Why was this not a thing anywhere else? This had to be a thing back in his universe. By the gods he hoped it was.

The vine up against Lakuta's belly, the one which had made claim to his only clothing item, started shifting again- down around his shaft, under the knot. He seemed to be tilting it forwards, taking aim towards something.

"Aaaand now for the other one."

Lakuta's head shot back up, expecting to look back to a proud Flygon but instead got greeted with Pruina getting slammed downwards. She flew towards the wolf's crotch with a peppy 'Weeeeeeee!' before landing crotch-first at eye level with Lakuta once again. The initial force drove her own pussy over Lakuta's smaller member. The familiar sensation of her soft flesh welcomed the wolf just as pleasantly as it had before, only this time it was on top of the stiff conical flesh of the Flygon. The resulting impact which the Glaceon's entrance made with Lakuta's knot very deliberately forced his own walls apart as he was sent almost all the way down the length.

The sudden motions flared up more of the sharp pain, forcing out another whimpered yelp. Mercifully, this one was far more short-lived. And the pleasure which followed? Combined with the well-trained shuffling which Pruina was making over the wolf's cock, Lakuta was starting to lose control of himself slightly.

"A-Aaaahhh! Heheh, heya Lakutie!"

"H...Hey... arf... nice day for it, isn't it?"

Lakuta started to stare downwards again, allowing his snout to grace the Glaceon with a gentle nuzzle across her cheek. How could a creature so cold be so pleasantly heart-warming at once? The wolf glanced up again, still with his uncontrolled grin, up to the Flygon. And how could a creature which was making Lakuta so heated bear such a cold smile?

Hot... cold... hot... cold...

There was probably some philosophical revelation to make there. But right now, Lakuta was way out from that sort of mindset. Right now, he had only one thing on his mind. As did the other two.

"Now you two are better slotted together, I can start having my fun."

The stretched flesh of Lakuta's walls finally saw some relief, as he was dragged upwards. All of those smaller tendrils were working together to move Pruina and the canine as a single unit. Every single outburst of those veins disrupted the otherwise perfectly smooth texture of Axan's length, consequently felt in his depths as he moved upwards, back up to the tip. Also rather consequently, was the slightly gaped opening that his cunt was displaying. Wider than the tapering tip at the very least. The warm air which glided over it caused a light shuddering the wolf, fluid practically dripping back down into the glazed length of a chuckling Axan.

This time, Lakuta was smart enough to brace. As the two of them were brought back down again, Lakuta let out a third cry. And in spite of a similar pain flaring up, it paled in comparison to the physical joy now rippling up from each little cell of his flesh. The resultant cry was lustful, bright and eager. It all but drowned out the softer purring noises Pruina was enjoying from the after-effects, bouncing her own little frame over the wolf's member. But both of them were flushed red, embracing their own little world of bliss thanks to the magnificent green beast above and below them.

"Ahhhh, look how cute the two of you are like that. I could just eat the two of you up." He sounded just a bit condescending, but it was more pride in himself than anything.

"M-More!" Lakuta cried out. It was only one slam downwards; the pause was too short for him at this point. He figured Axan was starting off slowly for his own sake. But his flesh had gotten used to it now! He could take it full force, surely? Yeah, he was pretty sure.

"Huh, you're asking me to gear up pretty fast now ain't ya? Well if you insist..."

From here, Lakuta was getting moved into a heavy rhythm. It was still slowly-paced at the very beginning, but the rate was picking up by every ticking moment. The pain was all but subsiding by now, aside from the usual ache that anyone would get from such a size difference. He powered through that though. Of course he powered through it! He would lose his self-respect otherwise! The day he found a member he didn't try to take would be the day he can just crawl down and give up.

Pruina's motions were starting to lag behind at the increasing speed. This resulted on her sliding up Lakuta's shaft on the downwards motions, only to get hammered down against the knot as Lakuta was dragged upwards again. The resultant moans that Pruina let out were increasing to match Lakuta's. She even seemed to be deliberately mirroring the pitch of the wolf too. It was all a show for her, with her four limbs wrapping tightly around Lakuta, merging herself in voice and body for the entertainment of Axan.

The pain started to become significant again as Axan started to strive for full depth. The tapered tip was jabbing up to the very top of his pussy, teasing the entrance to his womb. Though honestly at this point the pleasure was scaling up with the pain. Lakuta's head was thrown back in shameless moaning, twitching legs split apart, between them a slit that dribbled equally shamelessly.

And when he finally hilted, Lakuta couldn't hold himself back anymore. Slit of a cunt sinking against the slit of a member, an early orgasm clicked in all his sex at once, runny ropes of cum splattering Pruina's narrow walls, as even more fluid from his own pussy became the final thing needed to lubricate Axan's shaft in its entirety.

"Bursting already, girl? I'm far from done with you."

True to his word, the Flygon was giving Lakuta little to no time to feel the afterglow- or perhaps that afterglow was amplified up to a burning joy. Either way, the motions had sped up to a proper fucking motion which, in Axan's case, was something rapid, unyielding and all-consuming. Lakuta didn't even need to see himself to know that the front of his torso was more the shape of the cock than was his natural shape.

This suited him just fine.

The unknotted slit of Pruina was drooling out what seed he had filled her with, the leaping length still spurting out the occasional jet inside her, resulting the mix of his load and Pruina's cum to all make a mess of Lakuta's crotch fur. It may have sounded selfish, but at this point Lakuta was barely even taking notice of what was going on with Pruina. The huge spike of a shaft impaling the wolf over and over again was about as much as he could focus properly on.

"Though... mhhhh... guess I'd better finish soon if I don't wanna be late on those deliveries."

Axan's hips, otherwise completely docile up until now, decided to provide aid to the tentacles. The motions carried a huge momentum, the hips themselves aided by the huge legs muscles in the Flygon's flank. It created a brute force that flung the wolf upwards. Were it not for the vines holding him down, along with the weight of Pruina, it would have been enough to send him straight-up flying off the shaft. At the very least the sound of flesh impacting damp flesh now got scattered to the warm winds of the plains.

With this new force in play, the next set of moments were virtually inevitable. Pruina was bracing herself in advance, and had been awaiting the wolf's knot since the start. With the huge hips helping out, Lakuta was now more than able to grant her needs. As Lakuta's knot slipped in with a slick sound, Pruina had finally overtaken the wolf in volume, wailing with such a joy that it felt like she was about to burst out into light and ascend to enlightenment. He honestly did wonder how such a creature went about taking Axan's dick on one of their regular meetups.

With the knot locking her down, their motions had finally synced up again. The new depth was moving Pruina close to orgasm too, her pleasured cries ringing in the wolf's ears. He'd by now quietened down to softly moaning pants. His insides were feeling slightly raw: post orgasm and still getting widely fucked.

"P-Please... c-cum!" Lakuta didn't wish to wait around any longer. He felt weak enough as it was. And more bluntly, feeling such a huge member having its way with him, he was getting greedy. Perhaps it was Pruina instead who had interpreted this demand, or it could have been coincidence, but she was now in her own orgasm. Her bulging eyes were shimmering in the sunbeams as a thin runny liquid, chilled by her icy core made the base of Lakuta's knot gloriously tingle in the cold sensation.

But of course, there was still one who had yet to relieve himself.

"Couldn't have my toys getting left without their own spillage now, could I? Heh, you've earned your reward Lak."

Pruina had gone limp against the wolf, maw slowly chewing on a tuft of his cream chestfur as she basked in her own sensations. This left the wolf completely open to Axan's complete focus. Another hilt came upon him just as powerful as the very first one he'd gotten. Or at least that's how it felt. In actuality it was the hardest force Axan had exerted since landing. It would send the wolf's flesh to the brink of breaking up, but just soft enough that he could come out of it unscathed.

About the same could be said for his womb as a massive wave of cum, lukewarm and also rather runny, shot out as a high-pressured jet into every corner. It snapped him out of his lust-driven trance for just a moment as it begged the question of species compatibility. Bah, it didn't matter too much. He'd taken his monthly inoculation just a week ago before landing back on Earth. And those things were supposedly good for two months on average! Yeah, yeah he was pretty sure he'd be fine.

His focus quickly shifted down to his stomach. It was hard to tell just how much he was getting bulged by the seed, given how distended his belly already was, but he could definitely feel it. Surprisingly not as much as Gabrielle. Granted Gabrielle's load was almost insane, but Axan was much larger. Lakuta was far from complaining. The amount that was filling him was certainly nothing to sneeze at. Soon enough he could make out the rounded growth that overtook the shape of the tapered tip. Fortunately, this kind of slow stretching was something he could more than handle at this point.

"How's that, eh? What do you think ankle biter? Reckon i've caught another one for my collection?"

Pruina, staring up towards the wolf who could do nothing but let out an exhausted giggle, gave a tiny nod and a giggle of her own.

"Hehehe, this wolf is like me a part of the collection of yours!"

"Aaaah, perfect." Axan, with that same possessive sneer, dragged the clump of holes that were the blue and purple pair upwards. The wolf had not a minute to grow accustomed to his full sensation before he was off his shaft, the icy feline lifting with him off Axan's shaft.

The two landed in a clump between his legs, with Lakuta's gaped crotch leaking a runny translucent river into the pale grass. From all that he's just gotten, the heat was more roasting than ever. In his excessive panting, the spent wolf reached around Pruina with one paw, giving a slight wincing moan. There was a slight pain as he touched his crotch, albeit not a bad pain. Definitely more like the pleasant sing form a rough fucking.

The occasional warm breeze slithered all the way into his flesh, eliciting a totally unique stimulation tingling up his belly. As it formed a tiny puddle to surround his flank, the Flygon's seed became the only thing providing heat relief at the time. Even Pruina was... well she wasn't warm, but she certainly wasn't her usual icy self either.

"Hear that, you strange little bitzer? You might just be seeing a bit more of me if you're lucky."

Lakuta, flat on his back, weighed down by a Glaceon, winced in the sunlight directly in his view. As Axan spoke, his head leaned over to block it out, shrouding his view even further as his shorts were released back into his possession, landing daintily onto his face. In the relief of the ground on his back and the emptiness of his cunt, Lakuta broke out into a soft laughter, shaking his head a little to get the shorts off his face.

"Guess until that happens, you should probably get back to your rounds. Stuff to deliver, right?"

"Yeah, that I do. You wanna catch a lift there, mate? I reckon I can carry you both easy."

"Hmmmm" Lakuta glanced down again. Pruina was hugging tightly onto the wolf, still tied by a knot that refused to go down.

"Sure thing, Sounds good to me."

* * *

"WOOOOOOOOH!" Lakuta, having freed his knot, straddled the Flygon's neck with such a rushing freedom, one paw holding each of the tips coming from the back of Axan's head. The winds of the late afternoon were utterly insane! Axan swore that he could go at least twice as fast with no passengers or cargo to worry about. The wolf had to believe it. The grounds which had taken a good few hours to trek were getting swooped over in minutes.

"You having fun up there, Lak? Quite the fuckin' rush, isn't it?"

"HAHAHAH! YEAH!" The young wolf was having to shout every word just to hear himself.

Very soon, the view of the café was coming in close. Axan's body had tilted downwards in deceleration. Pruina held tightly to the bag strap, snugly fit into one of the pockets. The rushing wind was slowing down somewhat, as the ground rose upwards for the landing of Axan. The empty strip of car park was almost his landing strip, as he came in nice and smoothly, dashing along the asphalt to a slow standstill outside Plaisir's grand entrance.

"Alright then, beauties. This here is where you get off. I gotta deliver this pack of sexy goodness up to the higher floors. Come on, off you get. Any more time wasted here and you ain't the only Glaceon I'm going to have to deal with."

First to dismount, Lakuta stumbled off the neck, holding one of the green antennae to ease him downwards. Between the tentacles and the flying, Lakuta wanted nothing more now than to embrace solid ground for the rest of the week.

Slightly less majestic, Pruina scrambled up the pocket only to tumble forwards in a small roll before collapsing onto her back. In the briefest moment her paws flailed about the air, before she rolled back up onto her limbs, shaking herself off with a sheepish grin.

"Thank you Axie!"

"No problem, ankle biter. You two gimme a call if you need anything, yeah? I'm back and forth this place all week. I'm sure I can sneak in a delivery or two."

Brushing off his shorts hand having a miniature shakedown himself, Lakuta finally turned back to the Flygon, paws out in front of him, as he gave a small bow.

"Y-Yes, of course! Thank you. I certainly will!"

Axan was chuckling again, shaking his head as he glanced upwards. A few hard beats of his wings aided a powerful jump as he flew up onto Café Plaisir's rooftop, subsequently slipping out of both their view.

The afternoon was coming upon them, and now Lakuta didn't have the distraction of sex or the blistering winds, the heat was once again assaulting the young wolf from above. Even Pruina was starting to look affected. The asphalt had that particular smell about it, one that only came when it was warm and baked in the summer's glare. The two icy creatures gave each other a small glance and both silently agreed that they should probably be heading in themselves.

Laughing together, that's exactly what they did.

* * *

Lakuta, back in his room, gave a happy sigh on the room's sofa. In a low mumble, he uttered 'Oh sweet environmental controls, I promise to never complain about you again.' Crossing one leg over the other, the wolf kept staring upwards towards the ceiling with a thoughtful grin.

"Alright, Lakuta... you've had some fun... but now? Game plan. You gotta find a way to get home, right?"

Stretching his arms and legs outwards in opposite directions, Lakuta gave a soft groan. He gave one half-assed attempt to sit up, groaning a second time as he tilted upwards. He gave up after just a few seconds, flopping back onto the couch.

"Mhhhh... alright... home. Step one: contact the ship. No, wait step one is figuring out how to do that! Let's see... no communicator... possible parallel universe... ugh, this is gonna be difficult."

In a second attempt to sit up, the wolf valiantly succeeded. He got cross-legged in the middle of the sofa, rocking back and forth in a sow impatience.

"Technology here... twenty-first century, near about. No inherent uses."

Lakuta, placing his bag onto his lap, started to open every single pocket. All he had was his dumb music player. Of all the things to not steal, why did it have to be the music player?! It had to be, quite literally, the most useless piece of equipment he had when it came to practicality. Well, he did suppose it updated its music by communicating with the ship's computer... but what good would that...

"Although... maybe I could rig that into a communicator if... UUUUGH! It's hopeless... I would need something that had a stronger link with the ship, not to mention a subspace transmitter."

Wait! He did have something in communication with the ship! Lakuta swiped out a small silver disk from his bag's front pocket. In its centre a tiny purple gem.

"How about this then?"

"H-Huh? What's this?"

"This thing here? Constant link. No matter where you are in the universe, these three amulets will be in constant contact with each other and the ship's core."

"Huh... yeah, I guess that would work. What would we use it for?"

"In fact it's got all the universal ports, including one that can link up to a subspace communicator. Should help with any pesky interference we may encounter. Nifty, no?"

"Sounds handy enough I suppose."

If there was any chance of getting contact, this should help. All he needed now was a subspace transmitter.

"Alright Lakuta... subspace transmitter. Come on, you made these from kits when you were seven, surely this primitive technology can get rigged into one."

A music player, an amulet, a plan that may not even work, and that was assuming he could rig a transmitter in the first place.

"I like a challenge!"