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Anticipation burned, rivaled only by decision paralysis. Ahead of me: the entire adult playground of the premier resort of the finest pleasure planet--the Wild River. For all of the siren calls of excitement and curiosity, I couldn't pick just one.

Two of my siblings passed by. Little cookie-shaped ears lifted on top of their ears, and broad muzzles spread in recognition. Both of them were running on all-fours, their bodies bent in the middle as they approached. Long bodied and thick-hipped, they were a mirror to my own. I had been told by other aliens that whenever me and my brothers and sisters were together, they couldn't tell one of us from another. "Fucking otters", they'd said. "Have to reach into their trousers to figure out whether they're "brother" or "sister", let alone remember their names!" Joke's on them--with the assistance of advanced body-mods, today I was both! My siblings squeaked at me, and I chirped in response. They came close for a caress. Our slinky bodies twined momentarily in a familiar embrace. I felt hands exploring my new dual-gendered anatomy. Whiskery faces kissed my lips. Then after just moments they'd slipped away. The two of them scampered off to more adventures and left me to my own indecision.

I heard squeaking in the distance, followed by a rush of water. On the far horizon, water slides as tall as mountains snaked down carefully manicured artificial terrain. Every few seconds, I caught a glimpse of a body skimming down, obscured by the mist of ornamental plumes of water to make the whole experience even more exciting.

A respectful clearing of a throat reminded me that I was standing middle-of-the-path and blocking traffic. I hopped to the side of the path, and a rotund couple of capybaras passed by with pleasant smiles. One of them gave me a languid smile and a slow blink. They turned right at the next crossroads, where a sign read 'Lazy River'.

In a moment of inspiration, I let fate carry me. The journey here had been long. Countless light-year jumps, complete with their stomach-churning lurches through hyperspace. Days of eager anticipation, eating at my sanity until the unrealistic expectations had started to appear in my dreams. The hard work and skipped holidays, saving as a family to get where I was right now. What I needed most right at this moment was a break. The idea of laying on the surface and letting the current take me--that was exactly what I needed.

When I arrived, the capybaras that had prompted my decision were already floating away down the bend. To one side was a stack of inflated toroids of varying sizes and designs. The river ahead was wide and moderately populated. While there were long meters of open water between the small clumps of "riders", the stream of people passing by was constant. A dog paddled by with a foam board held in front of them. A raft of rats on miniature rings followed a few meters back, all held together by tails. They relaxed and basked in the sunlight, though a central couple were busy rocking the whole raft with their lazy copulation. As they passed, I caught glimpses of black darts in the water. Aquatic leopard seals ignored the rings on the surface entirely as they played in the current. Seconds later, a titanic ring drifted by, low in the water under the weight of an elephant asleep in its center.

I skudded a ring across the surface of the river's entrance, then took my first dip into the water. It was cooler than the sun-warmed air outside, but still warm enough that it felt like an embrace just ducking beneath the surface. I caught my ring and guided it into the current. It dipped beneath my weight as I settled up across my center. In just moments, the current had pulled me away from the entrance. With the sun shining warm above, I was pulled into the long, lazy curves of the river.

A foot-bridge passed by overhead, with a few fox-shaped aliens gazing down at me from above. Cooling mists of water wafted down over me from nozzles set into the underside of the bridge. A small flotilla of anthropomorphic mice paddled by at speed, nose to tail as they splashed through the current.

I bumped into a curve. The ceramic and concrete echoed the approaching sussuration of a waterfall. It was probably meant to pull me in for a soaking, but a sizeable anthropomorphic horse had trapped one of the mice underneath it that forced traffic around the waterfall. My ring bumped against his rolling hips as I passed. Glancing back, I was struck by just how easily the mouse boy that'd been caught seemed to be taking the vigorous humping. His feet couldn't even reach the floor from where the horse had him pinned against the smooth water-sealed concrete wall. Clearly, the horse couldn't all fit inside, so a visible half-foot of equine cock was twitching outside the mouse boy's rump as its owner valiantly attempted to fit more inside. Just before the current pulled around the next bend, I saw the mouse twitch and squeak. Thin sputters of cum hit the concrete wall and started to dribble down towards the river surface, where they were quickly whisked away by overactive filters behind grates on either side of the river's flow.

And then I was pulled past. The river widened, causing the current to slow. A long section of interspersed sunlight and shadow lay ahead, broken by low bridges. In the distance I saw the oncoming darkness of an artificial cave entrance. I closed my eyes and focused just on the interplay of light and shadows on the inside of my eyelids. The warmth of the sun, counter to the cool misting of water from the churning water's surface. Warmth disappeared for a long few minutes as I was pulled through the tunnel. Lethargy gripped me. Did I doze? I don't know. When I had reason to pay attention to my surroundings again, the tunnel was out of view, and I was somewhere unfamiliar.

I had been awoken by a soft tweak to my tail. I had found a comfortable position astride my inflatable ring with my long tail drifting down like an upside-down flag into the current. Someone had swum by. I opened my eyes and tilted my head. Yellow streak with black spots beneath the surface. A long, feline tail followed behind. Ringed towards the end, with a white tip. Cheetah.

I tilted my tail to the side and felt wet fur against mine. The swimming body beneath the surface curled. Little bubbles drifted up and popped near me. The drag of their body against my tail spun my float and the sun overhead wheeled slowly. I had slowly been getting used to the friendly, social atmosphere of the park, but I still wasn't prepared for the overly forward response to my simple greeting. Moments after I'd tilted my tail to run against their underwater body, I felt confident hands stroke my tail from base to tip.

Oh, that felt nice. Short claws dragged through my fur, followed by paw-pads that squeezed around my rudder. On the surface, my float bobbed up and down. Then there was a tug, and my butt descended down through the center of my ring. I squeaked and grabbed at the plastic handles to keep myself from falling all the way through. Up above, heads peeked over the edge of an overhanging bridge. Unfamiliar, alien faces watched me in bemusement as the underwater cheetah spread my thighs, and a sleek feline face pushed itself against my tail, wriggling its way up against my crotch.

My chirping descended into a soft moaning as the mysterious feline licked around the bit of excitement that I was sporting from that tail-rubbing. From up above, the impromptu audience gave a distant cheer as the cat's mouth clamped itself over my sheath. I gave the small crowd a bashful wave as I began to receive an unexpected floating blowjob.

The two of us drifted beneath the bridge. I could hear the creaking of wood and metal above me as a skilled tongue coaxed me out of my sheath. I could feel the ghostly presence of teeth near my sheath, but only her lovely tongue made itself felt on my now-twitching cock. A slight suction urged me onwards. The awkward position she'd caught me in made it difficult to move, but at least I could give her a throb to let her know she was treating me right.

We traversed the bridge and re-entered the sunlight on the far side. The cat's whole body curled around my rudder as she sucked. Soft fur and a pair of mammalian breasts conformed themselves to my long tail. Fingers caught the flicking tail-tip, then I felt somewhere warm and inviting close over it. I curled my tail for her and felt the tip slide a little deeper into the cheetah lady. From beneath the surface I heard a muffled chirp. A few moments later bubbles rose from where she'd let out her exclamation.

Fingers trailed across your under-tail as she sucked, cradling my nuts. Moments later, they slid down, and upon discovering my additional bits, she let them roam. When she pushed two fingers into me, I found myself unable to resist any longer. My forelegs tensed against the inflatable tube as my cock jumped and started squirting in her muzzle. I watched my own toes curl and knead as I orgasmed. Twitch-throb-squirt, her tongue curled around my shaft and tugged. Given the lack of any foreplay or build-up, my peak last barely a few seconds. Then, in the hormone-addled lethargy of post-orgasmic haze, the cool sensation of the water around me rushed back in.

Her head broke the surface, yellow and black with fur flat to her skin with the water. She gave me a chirp of greeting, which I returned in kind. It was gratifying that our two natural languages were so close. She leaned up towards me, and I leaned down to meet her. Muzzle to muzzle, I tasted my own cum on her tongue in the momentary kiss.

Thens she was off beneath the water. My tail felt cool where she'd been cuddling it. I shimmied back up to a proper lounging position in the ring and floated on by while I recovered.

Relaxation gripped me as a corner bumped me against the edge of the lazy river. Fingers trailed along the surface, and occasional waves kissed my interdigial webbing. Soft breeze tickled my whiskers, carrying with it the distant scent of so many unfamiliar people, along with the more familiar scent of sex, all hiding under the cover of chlorinated water.

Sun beat down, and as the somnolence began to fade, I started to feel the buzz of anticipation again. Finally, I was starting to feel ready to face the Wild River in all its exuberance.