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Chapter 7

Andrew felt uneasy for some reason as he headed back towards home. He had just an insinuation of a thought that he was missing something, but he had no idea what. But he had to get home before Serina woke up, so she wouldn't be alone.

Something about his shoe caught his attention, and he looked down to note it was untied. That was rare. He paused at a low wall to tie it, and as he did so, he felt the thick envelope still in his pocket. He drew it out curiously. He probably wasn't ever going to see the black Kathari again. What was this green envelope for? Should he open it?

Yes, you should.

Curiosity overcoming him again, he slipped his finger into the seam and tore the envelope open. Inside was a yellow envelope and another folded piece of paper. He looked at the new envelope, slipping it into his pocket for the moment, and unfolded the paper.

It was a shopping list. That's odd. It had a recipe on the bottom for an omelet, including some meats and spices that he hadn't heard of before. What the heck was he supposed to do with this?

Your friend will be hungry when she wakes up.

He tilted his head and had a revelation. Serina was likely to be hungry when she woke up. He was a pretty good cook for a bachelor. Maybe she'd like this recipe. He looked at the top of the shopping list and noted there was a self-service grocery address listed there. It was on his way home. Whistling happily at his inspiration, he walked onwards to the store.

His door slid a short while later open and he walked in, looking around. Serina was still sleeping curled up on the bowl bed. She looked small in the bed made for multiple full-sized Kathari. Andrew tried to be quiet, so as not to wake her up yet, but she was sleeping peacefully and twitching a little, so he figured she was likely to wake up soon anyway. He'd better hop to cooking breakfast.

He walked over to the kitchen area. The floor was already raised to human height for cooking, so he simply walked up the ramp and set down his bags. Squatting, he checked under the cabinets and found a good sized pan. He blinked as the yellow envelope fell from his pocket. He picked it up. Hmmm. He could deal with it later.

Open it.

He paused at putting it back in his pocket. He was very curious. It was an envelope from a Kat who could see the future, so the Kat must have known when he was going to open it. Thus, there wasn't any wrong time to open it, right?

Finding a knife, he sliced the envelope open and extracted yet another envelope and a pamphlet written in Katharin. Hand-scrawled translation was written between lines and to the sides. "Basic Psionic Testing for Your New Cub" was the translation of the title. Andrew found himself oddly curious, and opened the tri-fold pamphlet. Only a few sections were translated.

"Sufficiently-developed psionics to do official testing develops at different ages in different cubs. All cubs should be tested at age three, regardless of other outward signs, but noting psionic development at earlier ages and going for testing earlier can benefit the cub. The ONLY recommended method of early detection is telepathically speaking to the cub, and watching for a response. Telepathy of any type can only be received once psionics are properly developed. Even though not all cubs are capable of sending telepathically, any developed psionic ability at all will allow for receiving telepathic signals."

"Some new parents are concerned that their cub may have no psionic abilities. While this is rare, it is possible. However it is very important not to use any method yourself for testing other than telepathy reception, or you could harm the cub's developing psionic capability. Take heart in the fact that if you cub does respond to telepathic transmission, they definitely are psionic. It is completely impossible for any non-psionic person to receive telepathy. If your cub does not respond to telepathic signals by age three, take hir in for official testing."

Andrew wasn't quite sure what to make of this. It was interesting, he supposed, but how did it apply to him? Shrugging, he placed the new envelope and the pamphlet in his pocket, and got to work at cooking breakfast.

He was impressed quickly by the exotic ingredients. The meats and vegetables both looked and smelled interesting, and the spices tickled his nose in a good way. The eggs that he had gotten were huge, about the size of ostrich eggs from Terra he'd guess. They were supposed to have a more aromatic scent and richer flavor.

The cooking was just complete when he heard a meowling yawn from the bowl bed. "Morning, sleepyhead!" he called over to Serina as he slid the omelet out of the pan and onto a large plate. He did at least know that Kathari ate a lot more than humans, and had made a normal Kathari-sized portion even for this small Kat.

Her head turned and she blinked sleepily at him, her nose working and twitching slightly. Her eyes slowly opened as she made out the scents and she sniffed more. "What smells so delicious?" she finally asked, climbing to her feet and off the bed.

Andrew took the plate and got a human-sized fork, since her upper torso was mostly human-sized. "Breakfast for you," he told her as he walked down the ramp from the kitchen and pressed the plate and fork into her hands.

Her eyes widened in shock as she stared at the colorful and extremely-delicious-smelling omelet. "This is for me?!" she demanded. Then she looked fidgety and tried to hand the plate back to him, "Oh, no, you don't have to do this, I'll be fine. I just needed a place to rest and..."

"I went out of my way specifically to make this for you," he told her, mock-scolding. "I ate a long while ago. I'd be quite sad if you didn't at least try this. I admit, I've never cooked for a Kathari before, so if it's not very good we'll go out and get something instead. But at least I tried."

She looked at him for a moment, her ears flicking to the side, and re-accepted the plate. He nodded and headed back to the kitchen to clean up, whistling merrily and glancing at her briefly as she was still timidly sniffing at the huge omelet.

The cooking utensils went through the cleaner in a few seconds, and he was bent over putting the pan back under the cabinet when she suddenly exclaimed, "OH MY GOD!"

"What!?" he demanded, dropping the pan with a clunk and getting up, rushing down to her worriedly. She had a look of dazed shock on her face. Had he screwed up something horribly? He hoped he hadn't accidentally poisoned her or something.

"This is the BEST thing I've ever tasted!" she exclaimed, and suddenly began eating avidly, ears perked in delight and an omelet-eating grin on her face. "Mmmph, this is just so good! I mean, I'm really hungry and all, but this is really, REALLY good!"

Andrew relaxed with a relieved breath. "I'm glad you like it," he said, amazed at the speed at which she was eating. He remembered the dropped pan and turned around to go finish putting it away, but was suddenly hugged by one of her arms.

"Thank y... Ack!" she released him quickly and shivered. She shook her head, looking a little bit sad, but smiled. "Bah, sorry... Thank you."

He glanced back over his shoulder at her, but she was busy eating again. He went and swiftly finished putting way the pan. Walking back down, he pointed at the table. "You can sit," he told her. "You can be comfortable."

"Oh..." she said. "Well, you probably have a lot of work to do, so I didn't want to take up too much more of your time. Thank you for letting me sleep here. I'll try to find a different place to sleep tonight so I don't bother you anymore."

Andrew frowned slightly. "I finished the only job that I was brought here to do. I'm just stuck on board until they can get me back to Terra, which may be a while apparently." He fidgeted, realizing that he was suddenly nervous himself. "I would love to have friendly company."

Her head tilted to the side and she looked at him curiously. "You have no job now?" She walked over to the human-height table and sat on her haunches, setting the plate down. It was almost empty anyway. "I'll stay then. Um, just please help me remember not to touch you. Why are you wearing a real PPDU anyway?"

"I'm sensitive to psionic background noise," Andrew told her. Then he blinked. "Real PPDU? There are fake ones?"

She nodded. She was almost completely finished with her omelet. "Most of the PPDU's sold to humans are fake, and inexpensive. Helps some humans feel better psychologically. Most humans who wear real ones either spent way too much money on them, or are trying to hide things from Kathari." She chewed thoughtfully. "It doesn't work of course. PPDU's aren't meant to hide you from us, just block background noise."

"Huh..." Andrew answered. "Well, Kelia and Tyrin got this for me, and it's definitely helped."

She ate in silence to finish her omelet, then commented, "Well, I can't touch you while you are wearing it. I have trouble. My energy levels are really low because of it, and the PPDU inhibits them badly. It's not good for me." She was of the opinion that he was just a human who thought he could be affected, and found out that the normal ones were snake oil.

Andrew retrieved the plate and took it to the cleaner in the kitchen. It would be restacked automatically by the cleaner, so he returned to Serina. She was looking thoughtful about something.

"This is a Kathari suite," she said, looking around. "Most people on the ship don't know that all Kathari suites have a psionic isolation field built in, in case it's needed." She stood up and padded to the control panel near the door. Andrew watched curiously as she accessed some functions, and sure enough, a shimmer went across the walls.

"There," she said. "It's on background isolation. Low power, so it'll keep background noise out, but still allow direct communication if needed." She scampered back to him and grinned. "Now you can take off the PPDU."

Andrew gazed at her. Well, if he couldn't handle it, he'd just put it back on. He unclasped the PPDU from his wrist and carefully set it on the table. He felt the background tingle fade, but sure enough, there was none of the omnipresent background noise anymore. "Huh... That works."

He blinked as he got the distinct feeling that he was being stalked. He spun around as he heard a quiet "rowlf!" from behind him. But he was too late. He was scooped up by Serina in an instant. He flailed for a moment, throwing his arms around her as she carried him over to the bowl bed, but even though she was small, she was still more than strong enough to carry him easily. "What...?" he asked, startled as she dropped him onto a pile of pillows and rolled him over onto his belly with her forepaws.

"You saved my life," she stated simply. "I want to give you a great massage as thanks." Her forepaws straddled his thighs and she dropped to pin his legs with her lowchest. "I know it's not really even, but I want to do something. I don't have enough energy to keep track of the psionic news background transmissions, but I heard some Kats call you k'is. So you're definitely Kathari-approved, and l'es to me."

Andrew stopped squirming as her hands smoothed up his back. A massage wouldn't hurt. It would be... Oooooooooh... my god, he thought, she was good. She was finding all the right spots without fail. His soreness from falling asleep in the chair was beginning to melt away like a dropped ice cream cone on a sidewalk during a Texas summer heat wave. He was also pleased that the massage was relatively invigorating also. The mental tiredness was beginning to fade away.

He felt her claws tickle at the cloth of his shirt, and felt her frustration as she tried to work through the cloth. "I can take off my shirt if it helps," he murmured, almost purring like a Kat himself.

"It would help a lot," she said. "Take off everything, so I can do the whole massage properly." She stood up, freeing his legs. He rolled over and sat up, pulling his shirt off. He unfastened his shoes, tossing them off the bowl bed, and shucked his socks in the same direction. Pulling off his pants, he set them aside on the bed, and set his wrist com atop them. He paused as he considered his underwear, but after a moment of thought, he stripped them off too. Kathari didn't wear anything themselves and had no qualms about human nudity either.

He was aware that Serina was admiring him stealthily as he rolled back over. Her forepaws moved to bracket his hips again and her lowchest rested on his legs once more. He squirmed in delight, enjoying it almost too much. Fur against skin was quite nice. Her hands returned to his shoulders and back, and he was soon flying on cloud nine again with her massage.

"Why were those guys trying to hurt you anyway?" he asked finally.

She sighed and gave his shoulders a gentle squeeze. "We work very hard to keep unfriendly humans off this ship, but some get by. And sometimes humans change their minds about us. So there's a group of humans who just, honestly hate Kathari. It's sad. Most of them are actually wanted fugitives on the ship, technically." She trailed the tips of her claws down his back, causing him to shiver. He felt her shiver in response to his shiver, and she began to purr softly.

"But why you? Because you're small?"

"Yes, in a way. Not specifically because I'm small, but because of the side effect of my small size," she murmured, a bit of sadness coming to her voice. "I don't know how much you know about Kathari, but we get our psionic energy from good feelings. Especially mating. But I'm so small that any normal-sized Kathari is way too big to mount me. And if I mount a Kathari, it's just... Unsatisfying for both of us."

She left her warm hands resting on his shoulder blades for a moment. "So I don't have enough energy to defend myself. Any other Kat could at least call for help psionicly, but I couldn't even do that. If you hadn't come in, I'd be dead. Heck, I'm being discharged anyway because I can't do anything anymore. I've been moved into release quarters and they're very depressing. So I tried just staying awake. Some Kats can do that. If I had the energy to, I could too. But with no energy, I couldn't do that either. I remembered that I wanted to visit you anyway... I'm sorry I had to impose on you though."

"Well, if Kathari are too big, what if you found a human? There are probably plenty of humans who would love to dally with a Kathari," he mentioned. Heck, he probably wouldn't be too disinclined himself.

She patted his back. "Most of the energy a Kathari gets from such things actually come from their partner's enjoyment. Not from their own. Psionic interaction. Requires a psionic partner. So I never even tried with a human."

Andrew nodded and sighed. "That makes sense. And no humans are psionic. We just don't have it. Heck, if a human found out they were psionic, they'd probably freak out if they weren't prepared well for the discovery. And even then, it'd be hard to find a way to make them believe it." He shook his head softly. "So with no psionic people except Kathari... Damn, I'm sorry."

She patted his back again and repositioned herself on his legs, eliciting a purr from him and beginning to purr once more herself. "It's okay. I'll be safer back home I guess. I'll find something to do. My parents will be upset. My mother insisted that I try, because she wanted great things for me." She began to rub his back again, down on his lower back. She hit JUST the perfect spot and he moaned in ecstasy.

"Ooo.. Right there..." she murmured, then suddenly her hands froze on his back. "Wait..." She tickled at his back with a claw and shivered lightly atop his legs. "That's... Hmmm..." She became thoughtful as she began to rub his back again.

"What?" Andrew asked, distracted again by the delightful rubs.

Serina was quiet for a moment, just rubbing his back. She finally answered, "I'm curious about humans, Andrew-l'es. I was wondering... Can I explore you?"

Andrew tried to pull up reference to this. "Er, whu?"

"It's a Kathari thing. Exploration of the body, with the rule being to not damage or discomfort the other. Everything else is open though," she explained. "Explore with the senses, ask questions, that sort of thing. The one being explored is expected to tell if something hurts, is uncomfortable, or is potentially dangerous to the one exploring. The person exploring should try to not hurt or discomfort the person being explored. It's a very useful thing for young cubs, and for learning about other intelligent species."

Andrew tried to decide if this was a good idea or not. He wasn't really sure.

What could it hurt? You should do it.

Well, what could it hurt? "Okay... You can explore me," he answered. It should be interesting either way, if she was careful. She mrowled happily and got off him.

"Stand up?" she asked him. He got to his feet, noticing that she was very carefully watching how he got up onto his hands and knees first, and then stood up from that. He stood on the bed, naked before her, and she padded around him slowly, looking at him front and back and both sides. She put her hand atop his head and felt his shortish hair, running her fingers through it. She measured her standing height against him, and the height of his waist against her waist. She turned her rump to him and leaned back along herself, measuring the height of it against him as well, and even how high her tail went over his head when she held it straight up.

She lifted his hand and explored it, comparing it to hers. Hers was larger, and her fingers thicker to accommodate the retractable claws. Unlike Terran cats, it was not just a folded back bone, but claws that actually slid into the bones at the ends of the fingers. They were straighter because of this. Her front paws had claws like Terran cats though. She felt his fingernails too, comparing them to her claws.

She held up his arm and moved it, comparing how it bent similarly to hers. She had much more range of motion though. She poked lightly at his armpit hair, eliciting a giggle from him as it tickled. Then she bent over to peer at his legs. She compared them to her arms, and then her back legs, and then her front legs, and finally shrugged when none of them matched. She had him lift his leg and move it around to show how it could move.

Moving up to examine his head, she looked at his eyes, and looked in his ears. She felt the shape of his skull, and felt carefully along his ears and jaw with her fingertips. She peered up his nose and looked in his mouth after asking him to open it. "Why is the bottom of your face rough?" she asked.

"Um, beard... I haven't shaved today," he said. "Humans grow thick hair there too, and we cut it off so our face is bare."

"How odd," she murmured. "You have some fur all over, but it's just very thin everywhere else. Except on top of your head, over your eyes, under your arms, and around your groin, where it's thick."

She felt his sides and ribs, and stood in front of him, feeling first his belly, then reaching around to feel his back. He hands played down to his rear and she squeezed his buns, then felt down his spine to where a tail would be. He gulped slightly. Pressed against her front with her reaching behind him to play with his ass was arousing him somewhat, so he tried to think of computer code to get his mind off it.

She backed away after a short while and had him bend over at the waist as far as he could. He grabbed his ankles as she walked around him and peered at his rear again. Her next request was for him to get onto his hands and knees. She walked all around him, patting at him and brushing him lightly with her hand. She stopped behind him and dropped onto her lowbelly to investigate his bottom once more.

"Oh, that's right," she said finally. "Humans are just plain male and female all the time, and don't switch. So you're male. You have a penis and anus, but no vagina." She thought for a moment. "And only females can bear children, because males completely lack the anatomy." She chuckled, "So that leaves you with one pole and one hole as a male, compared to my one pole and two holes... and your females have two holes, but no pole, right?"

"Er, yes..." Andrew nodded, feeling a bit of a blush coming to his face.

She moved next to him and compared the height of his back to her standing form, and then to her side when she was on her belly. "I suppose then male humans are better off. A female can only take male anatomy in, while a male can take male anatomy in, and use male anatomy on another. Female humans lack anything to slip in to a partner and enjoy with."

"Well, yes..." he responded, blushing more. "I never thought of it that way. Most male humans don't try to mate with other male humans though. Some guys like it, though, I guess."

"Do you?" she asked curiously.

Andrew blinked. "Well, I don't exactly find guys attractive, but I've never tried it. Couldn't really say. Don't think I'd try it with a guy though."

"Huh. Okay, roll over onto your back," she told him. He did so and she spread his legs, moving to sit between them, peering at his genitals. "You have everything dangling outside. No sheath to protect it or keep it slick. And it's all soft and floppy. How do you use that for anything except peeing?"

Andrew blushed more. "Well, yours isn't always hard either. When a male human is aroused, it fills with blood and gets harder and bigger."

"Oh... Let's see then," she said, and began to rub his cock with her hand. He blinked and blushed more, but realized she was just exploring, not coming on to him. He may as well enjoy. Her touch was very skilled too. Not much he could do to avoid becoming aroused as she found just the right way to get him stiff.

"Ooo... That's bigger than mine now..." she said. She tugged him up by his hand to sit up, and sat on her haunches in front of him, hind legs spread. "Here, see?" She rubbed a forepaw at her own sheath, and soon her penis slipped out. Tapered at the tip, it didn't get too extremely long or thick along its length. "I'm smaller in proportion than a normal-sized Kat. Guess I just didn't develop as well. But you can see why me mounting a Kat is a sad task."

Andrew put a hand on her lowshoulder comfortingly. Somehow he was more aroused here by the minute. Guess that Kat anatomy was exciting and new to his mind. "I'm sure you'll find somebody eventually," he said.

"Welll..." she looked at him shyly. "I do know somebody who I like a lot, and who would fit, because he really isn't too big. The problem is that he's psionic, which is good, but he doesn't think he is. He's spent all his life thinking he isn't, and I'm not sure how to prove that he is, or how he'll take the news if I do prove it. Any ideas?"

Andrew considered. "I'm not an expert on Psionics, sorry. You should... Wait..." He remembered the pamphlet in his pants pocket, and went to retrieve it. "Maybe this would work. If he sees this pamphlet, he'll know that if he can hear telepathy at all, then he has to be psionic. And then you talk to him telepathically."

She thought about this. "Okay, well... Then I need enough energy to actually contact him telepathically, and a way for him to know that I'm definitely not talking with my mouth. And a way for him to not freak out."

Andrew blinked. This was getting to be a challenge to think of a solution. He liked challenges. Then the simplest of solutions hit him right upside the head. "I think... that you could solve all three problems by giving him a blow job."

She blinked at him. "A... huh?" She obviously had no idea what he was talking about.

"A blow job," he said. "Lick and suck on his cock until he cums. Since he's psionic, you'll be able to have a link to him even if he doesn't know it, and you said that most of the energy from mating comes from the partner through the link. So you'll get enough energy from it. Your mouth will be around his cock so obviously you aren't using it to talk. And he should be so happy from it and full of endorphins that the news won't shock him too badly."

Her eyes widened as she peered at him, "Lick an suck on him until he cums in my mouth?!" She blinked. "Well, we DO lick ourselves and each other clean, so it's not a stretch. I've never heard of a Kat ever doing anything like that before though. Is it any good?"

"Most guys like it a lot," Andrew admitted.

She tilted her head and thought some more. "Okay... Huh... Well, I don't know how he would react to me trying to do that though. I mean, he's a friend, and would help me with stuff, but I don't think he'd expect something like that. How can I get him to accept this... blow job thing?"

Andrew frowned and made a face as he tried to think of a way around that issue.

Practice.

There was an inspiration! "Hmm... Well, if he's a friend who would help you, maybe if you explain the situation to him, and this idea, and pretend it's not him. Then tell him you want to practice for the real thing, so you get it right. If he's a good enough friend, and likes you enough, he might just let you do it. Then when you talk to him telepathically, it's set."

Her eyes lit up and a huge grin crossed her face, "That sounds like a great idea!" She blinked and thought. "Okay, it sounds complicated. I really don't want to screw it up, because I'll probably have only one chance. Umm... Andrew-l'es? Can I practice on you first maybe? If this works, it'll be great for him, and for me!"

A blow job from a Kathari? That sounded... exceptionally enticing. And she was a friend, and he did want to help her. He honestly couldn't see any harm in it. "Okay," he agreed. "I'll be a test subject."

"Great! Okay, lessee... You obviously already read the pamphlet, because you showed it to me. And I don't have to tell you the plan, since you're the one who thought of it. So I just need to get this blow job thing down," she decided.

Her forepaw met his chest and she pushed him over backwards, then moved back and plopped herself down between his legs. She leaned over him, her hands moving down his sides to hold his hips. Andrew tensed in anticipation as he felt her warm breath against his still firm flesh.

A soft tongue snaked from her muzzle and drew up his balls and along the full length of his cock. He gasped in delight, arching his hips up, and she tugged them towards herself to help. A few more licks, and she slipped her lips around his tip, suckling gently.

He couldn't believe this was happening. Just a day ago, he was working on a pain in the ass job on Terra and admiring pictures of Kats on his com at home. Now he was here amongst thousands of them, and actually getting a blow job from one that liked him a lot.

Her attentions became more enticing as her muzzle slipped further down his shaft. Her tongue curled around his flesh inside her mouth, rubbing against him in all the right ways. Good god, she was GREAT at this, he thought. Every time he got an extra bit of excitement from something, it was right there to be done again. She could play him like she knew every little thing about what he liked.

His resistance was fading quickly and he had no desire to resist the peak he was sailing towards at a rapid rate. He dug his fingers into the pillows around him on the bowl bed as she pulled his hips upwards a little more. Her nose met his belly as her muzzle took his full length, warm suction and a limber tongue driving him to ecstasy that he had never known before.

Then it was time for the coup de grace. She started to purr. The vibrations drove delighted shivers through him and he flooded over the edge. His eyes clenched shut and his fingers digging into the pillows, he moaned as he came hard. She was slightly surprised by the bucks from his flesh that heralded his spurts of fluid, but she suckled and swallowed every last bit, purring deeply still.

With his eyes still clenched shut, he suddenly saw her face in his mind. And now, the most important part, she sent to him mentally. His eyes flew opened, but he could still see her face overlaying his vision and hear her voice even though her muzzle was wrapped firmly around his flesh. Andrew-l'es, you are psionic. You are human, but you are psionic.

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