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Chapter 18: Sex for a Week

After Chase’s transition through the portal and his initial meeting with the science team he vanished from the warehouse. Instantaneously he reappeared in Canada’s northwest wilderness. For a moment he paused to gaze up at the clear night sky where a yellow-green wash of aurora drifted languidly past silhouettes of spruce trees. He took a deep breath of the cold air, then howled a long, mournful greeting to the darkness. When the echoes faded and the fog of his breath dissipated an answering howl drifted across the snow. Chase smiled – the music was beautiful as other voices joined the howl. How could a chorus of wolves sound at once sad and hopeful, full of longing and joy? He drew another deep breath and joined the chorus of wolves, crying at leaving his home, singing with hope for their future, introducing himself as a friend of their society. He moved from tree to tree to urinate against their trunks, spreading his scent. Then he sat naked in the snow and waited for his new family to find him.

The she-wolf was in standing season. After every member of the pack had cautiously circled Chase, tasting his pheromones on the night air he was immediately accepted as a provisional member of their pack. A large male wolf stood tall, proud with tail curled high, staring intently at the Great Dane. But Chase returned his stare, unflinching. Then he stood, towering over the male and growled a low rumble. For a moment it seemed there would be conflict, snarls and biting. But then the large wolf looked away, turned as though Chase were no longer interesting. The wolf sniffed at a tree where Chase had urinated, cocked its leg and marked the same tree. Then it sat and ignored the human hybrid.

But the she-wolf recognized Chase as a perfect mate. She crouched low, crawled forward, then leapt up and turned away. Her tail flagged to the side, exposing a swollen, puffy vulva. The Great Dane hybrid dropped to his knees, lowered his head and inhaled her pheromones. His tongue flicked out and lapped at the wolf’s vulva. At his touch muscles around her entrance clenched, bunching the mound upward, ready and eager. Chase’s teeth chattered and drool poured in runnels from his jowls from the taste of her oestrous.

He mounted the she-wolf, spearing the pointed tip of his canine penis into her mound. She was tight – his penis was larger than the big male wolf’s he had confronted earlier. And she was hot and clenching around his shaft. Chase’s groan fogged the crisp night air while part of him was enveloped in warmth. He grasped the wolf bitch around her waist and humped his hips, driving himself into her. The hybrid’s knot grew large and tied him to his conquest. The mound of her vulva stretched incredibly around his fist-sized knot. Chase grunted and shuddered in orgasm, squirting his virile seed into her fertile womb.

His semen carried more than just the genetic code of his heritage. Wolf-human hybrid DNA had been synthesized in the alien’s testicles. And an additional organelle containing more strands of self-replicating DNA was carried by his modified spermatozoa. When the sperm impregnated the wolf’s ova, like mitochondria the new organelle incorporated into the embryonic cell structure. Chase’s biology was constructed of multi-dimensional molecules and the new DNA’s complexity was multiplied a thousand times over normal strands. Almost all of this new DNA was an encyclopaedia – petabytes of data about two universes, two societies, languages and histories, who and what this new life represented. Chase’s children would be whelped with almost the sum of human knowledge and information about Chase’s society available in their cells. And as they grew and matured their minds would decode the encyclopaedia.

That first night Chase mated with four other wolf bitches leaving all of them pregnant with his modified sperm.

He appeared later that morning in South America where he impregnated a pack of maned wolves with genes modified to match. In the afternoon he moved further south and mated carefully with a small grey fox. While he couldn’t tie with the diminutive vixen – his knot was far too large for her – he could still penetrate her sufficiently to spurt his engineered seed into her fertile uterus. He mated with another five foxes who would bear his young.

Over the next few days he flitted from continent to continent, mating in the wilderness with wolves, foxes and dogs.

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While Chase howled his mournful cry into the Canadian night Braid sprinted across grassy plains in Mongolian sunshine. He galloped with a herd of wild horses, throwing his head in joy with his tail streaming behind. Pounding hooves thundered across a grassy plain where the horses ran for the joy of running. The herd slowed to a canter then trotted across a shallow stream, their frenetic energy spent. Chase nosed against the horses, sharing breath with his fellow equines. Heady scents of oestrous filled the warm air as several of the mares squatted to urinate. Before the afternoon was done he had impregnated ten mares with his modified semen. Braid vanished to instantly reappear in Africa where he found herds of zebra eager to mate with the human-horse hybrid and bear his foals. On the same continent he impregnated female tapirs and rhinoceroses. In Australia herds of brumby horses carried embryos with Braid’s enhanced semen.

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Fate roared and chuffed into the African morning air. The golden tiger stalked a lion pack lazing in the savannah. He approached slowly, allowing the dozing felines to sample his scent on the air. After a moment he casually strolled closer, watching the slow blinks of the unconcerned pack. One of the lionesses licked at her paw then rose slowly, sniffing at the breeze. She yowled at the approaching stranger in greeting, sensing his potency.

Before the morning was done several of the lionesses were pregnant with his human-lion hybrid cubs. In a forested area further along the plain a pack of leopards and some cheetahs mated with the tiger. On another continent panthers and jaguars became pregnant with his modified genes. In North America Fate shared his genes with bobcats and cougars. In remote areas around the world he mated with his tigress counterparts and snow leopards.

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Squeals and clicks of mating orcas echoed in the southern ocean. Silas wove and dived around his kindred species, celebrating their joy of life. He revelled in the freedom of swimming with his kin. And while he swam he flirted with and courted the sleek creatures who readily accepted the hybrid as one of their own. After impregnating a few of the orca pod’s females he joined a group of curious dolphins. Surprisingly the female dolphins became adept at taking the tip of his penis to allow his engineered sperm to get them pregnant. Larger whale species easily took his giant penis. But his greatest challenge was in the swampy rivers of Tanzania. Several hippopotamuses acquired his tailored genetic information.

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The prodigious scrotum of Ikon churned enough of his engineered semen to impregnate every cow in a herd of North American bison. In Asia and Africa buffalo in the dozens were impaled on his long spear. European cattle where they’d gone feral and herds in India were flooded with the black bull-hybrid’s semen.

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Like Chase, Zaru began his week in the snow but somewhat further north. On an ice shelf a lone female polar bear waited for a seal to breach a hole in the snow. She immediately sighted the shaggy brown pelt of the bear approaching. She was ready to mate but hadn’t seen another bear in weeks. Perhaps this stranger who smelled so inviting would give her cubs. After they mated Zaru lumbered to open water and dived in, swimming toward the colony of seals further along the headland. He clambered onto the shore and lay down in shale. The bear was upwind from the colony so his modified pheromones drifted toward the seals. Two females enticed by his scent separated from the group and lumbered along the shore. Curious they approached the prone shaggy form on the beach. The bear rolled onto his back so the pair of females could snuffle at his groin. To the seals he smelled like a shaggier version of themselves. Without concern the females presented themselves to be mated by something that would normally be a predator. The genetic factory of the bear’s scrotum tweaked his semen to be compatible with the fur seals, impregnating them with pups.

He flitted about the Arctic and northern land-masses impregnating as many female polar bears as he could. Then he travelled southward, mating with species of bears and seals on every continent.

Toward the end of the week Zaru engineered a crystal pipette. His penis was entirely too large for the skunks, weasels and other mustelids. But his pheromones enticed the smaller creatures and if they were amenable he used the pipette to inseminate each with his appropriately engineered semen.

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Willow flitted around the northern hemisphere roaring with herds of wild deer. Reindeer in Canada, red deer in Europe, sika deer who wore the same spotted coats as him accepted his sexual advances. Like his bull kin, Ikon, Willow’s prodigious testicles allowed him to impregnate entire herds in a day with hybrid fawns. Sows of pigs also rode the deer-hybrid’s long penis. Litters of augmented piglets filled the eager sows.

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Around the planet approximately eight hundred hybrid embryos began to develop.

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“My god. So you are using us as breeding stock,” exclaimed Officer Laidlaw.

“We are not breeding more of us,” explained Chase. “We’re breeding more of you. There can never be more than our seven minds who crossed into your space. This isn’t an invasion. Our offspring in this space have human and earth animal DNA. They also carry a modified genetic code for information retrieval which doesn’t affect their phenotype – they are one hundred percent creatures of this planet. In a few years the first ambassadors from the animal kingdom will present themselves as the conservators of nature and custodians of endangered species,” said Chase. “We are giving animals the agency to participate in determining their own futures.”

“Humans are never going to accept half-human aliens demanding rights,” countered Officer Carrington.

“Human society will already be familiar with and welcoming toward animal hybrids because of the work my kin will be doing over those intervening years,” said Chase. “You’ve seen the first hint of that with our social media appearances. Kim, now that the military have lost use of their Diamond Suits do you think they’ll pass up having access to invulnerable people – odd-looking though we are – able to walk through some horrible disaster unscathed?”

Officer Laidlaw considered and replied, “We were getting quite decent revenue from renting the suits out to corporations needing urgent assistance. Already Doctor Chand has been getting urgent requests to return the gem suits.”

“I’ve been deflecting and deferring them,” said the female scientist. “But they’re getting insistent. Head Office want their gem-suits back.”

“Right. So what we’re going to do next is arrange a meeting with your superiors,” said Chase. “You’re going to meet my family and we’re going to introduce ourselves to your military.”

“I can have some generals and a government minister or two here tomorrow morning,” said Doctor Chand.

“Best if we meet at the warehouse instead,” said Chase. “My great grandson Silas is a big lad.”

“Who? Oh, the killer whale!” exclaimed Doctor Ash. “Yes, I can see he’d need some space. Do we need any special preparations?”

“None at all,” said Chase. “And it’s ‘Orca’, not ‘Killer Whale’. No need for derogatory terms. And you don’t you to make any accommodations for us. We’re all as well adapted to downtown Melbourne as to forests and oceans.

“Of course… of course. Invulnerable suits and all that,” mused the scientist.

“In the meantime I’m absolutely buggered,” sighed the Great Dane hybrid. “I’ve had a long week and could do with a soft bed. Any place you can put me up for the night?” he asked.

“Oh we can look after you!” exclaimed Office Laidlaw hastily. “You can stay at our place. Uh, that okay with you, Leon?”

Doctor Karl raised an eyebrow at his partner. “Yeah, absolutely fine.” He turned to the canine hybrid sitting across the conference table. “You’re welcome to stay at our farm. Do, ah, your… siblings? Kin? Do they need accommodation as well?”

“Nah. Those randy cunts are off in the wilderness shagging anything with a pulse, I expect.” He stood, and immediately Doctor Karl’s and Officer Wright’s eyes were drawn to pink flesh peeking from the end of Chase’s stretched sheath. “Shall we go? Leon can drive and I don’t mind going in the back.” He winked at the younger officer again.