Don't You Know Who I Am? - Part One
Story by Jeeves on SoFurry
A galactic prince is sent on a vacation, though perhaps not the kind of vacation he expected. ^^
This story was written for Gamerfox as their Patreon flash fiction for November. It contains sexual acts between various consenting adults. :3
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As Prince Jahir watched the stars outside his quarters flash into a blur of dazzling, iridescent rainbows, the cruise liner jumping to faster than light speed for the first leg of its fortnight long journey, he sighed happily. He had spent far too long cooped up in his quarters since being slipped onto the ship quietly before any other passenger had been allowed to board, and had remained there until this very moment so that no press or lobbyists or anyone else who might want to bend his ear for any number of political reasons could be alerted to his presence and given a chance to board. Now, no matter what else, he was free. Free for two weeks to set his royalty aside, to relax, unwind, and enjoy a peaceful, pleasant cruise that his closest advisors had assured him was certain to make him forget all about the responsibilities which would await him as reliably as ever when he returned.
Padding over to the wall beside his bed and tapping a small button upon it, the white tiger purred as a three dimensional image of himself appeared and began to rotate slowly, showing off how he looked in the crisp tan suit in which he was currently dressed. Perfect. Not too casual, but not nearly regal enough for anyone to suspect who he really was. With a final nod of pride and satisfaction he padded away from the holo-mirror and to the door of his quarters. He took a deep breath, pulling himself firm and upright before realising he had no need to worry about how he presented himself and slumping slightly again, letting out that breath in a sigh of relief. Chuckling softly, he reached out, thumbed the door panel to let himself out, and stepped through the door into the corridor beyond.
'[i]Clothing fibres detected. Removing.[/i]'
A soothing, androgynous voice spoke out from somewhere above the door, and as Jahir stepped out into the corridor he looked down in shock to see a ripple of teleportation energy encircling his body. A moment later he was standing out in the corridor, eyes bulging as he looked over his shoulder and saw his clothes re-materialise over his bed in a neatly folded stack, then down at his body. His naked body. He yelped, and was about to spring back inside when a soft giggle from close by stopped him in his tracks. He whirled around, chest puffed out, having risen up to his full, regal height, and...
His eyes widened yet again, caught totally off guard and utterly disarmed from his humiliated fury as he saw a petite, brown furred mouse standing a short way down the corridor, not a stitch of clothing upon her rather beautiful body.
"I know it can take a little getting used to, but when they say clothing prohibited, they mean it I'm afraid. Even if you try to wrap a towel around yourself outside of your room, it'll get beamed away."
She stepped towards the Prince, smirking again as he saw her eyes drifting shamelessly up and down his body, taking in every sight it had to offer before he could cross his legs and bring his paws to rest unceremoniously over his crotch.
"I... w-what do you mean? Prohibited? This is preposterous. Don't you know who I am? Y-you can't do this to me..."
The mouse just giggled again, stepping closer and closer until she was very much within the tiger's sphere of personal space that would normally have resulted in half a dozen armed guards tackling her to the ground. She placed a hand to his chest, and the other of her pink paws began to run up and down through the lush white fur of his belly.
"Your heart's racing. Mine is too."
She took his hand in hers and placed it to her chest, directly between her modest, intensely perky and completely bare breasts. Her voice was a little deeper now, a little more rich and husky as she continued to address him with a definite twinkle in her eyes. The kind of twinkle that Jahir hadn't seen in a long time, certainly not in his own hues. A spark of freedom, of unrestrained and utterly unabashed liberation.
"My first few cruises, I roleplayed a little too. Even if everyone knows how many steps you have to go through, how many forms you have to sign to get on a cruise like this... it's still fun to pretend, isn't it? That you have no idea what the rules are? That you don't understand why everyone's so naked, and so... [i]friendly[/i]."
Jahir jumped as she tenderly brushed his other hand aside, and squeezed his balls. His voice jumped up several octaves as he tried to explain himself, to tell her that this wasn't some game and that he truly did have no idea why the hell his staff had thought he would be interested in... [b]this[/b] as a holiday.
"I... y-you can't. I'm a Prince! I... I can't just... o-oh... oh god."
He groaned as the mouse kept on fondling his balls, only to drop to her knees as his cock began to swell helplessly at the stimulation it was receiving. The beautiful face of the woman beamed up at him as she licked her lips at the sight of his growing, thickening member, and she murmured gleefully, lustily as the hand not continuing to fondle Jahir's balls fell between her own legs.
"A Prince? Oh... that's wonderful. Shall I be the Princess? Or... a lowly courtier, desiring your royal [i]favour[/i]?"
She kissed his cock, giggling as it twitched, leaping upward and hitting her gently upon the tip of her nose while Jahir stumbled, nearly falling to his knees at the unexpected sensation, the feeling of lips upon his cock very last thing he had expected to feel at any point during this vacation.
"Grant me your favour, my lord. I beseech thee."
She kissed his cock again, and again, and licked it from base to tip as it rose to full arousal, straining and throbbing before the mouse's beaming, utterly radiant face.
"Grant me e-every last drop of your favour... my handsome Prince."
The mouse engulfed the first four inches of Jahir's member with ease, and as she sank down upon more and more until finally her nose was brushing against the fur upon his crotch rather firmly, all that he could do was throw his head back in a deep, lingering moan, and reach instinctively down to grasp her head and begin to slowly, tenderly caress the woman's soft pink ears as she began to suckle upon him without mercy.
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"Rigel! Rigel, I have someone I'd like you to meet!"
Some thirty minutes later Jahir found himself being dragged along by one hand, barely focused on the mouse and far more pre-occupied by the other people all around them as she led him through the main promenade of the ship. All around them, people were naked. Naked, and in many cases engaged in all manner of amorous activities.
Pressed up against a glass wall of what looked to be a huge suite devoted entirely to a single, vast network of real H20 showers, he watched a thick equine cock twitch, throb and begin to unload thick ribbons of cum against the glass, just about able to make out the figure of another male kneeling between his legs, tonging his ass while furiously masturbating his own twitching, soon spurting, cumming cock. Within the corridor itself, pressed up against the walls, lying on the floor, sitting upon benches positioned throughout the space, maybe two dozen other animals of all species were locked together in passionate union, with others weaving in and out between them casually masturbating themselves or the person they were walking alongside. Through another glass door Jahir could see a plump otter delivering a massage to a large male wolf, rubbing his shoulders while she slid back and forth upon him, her legs spread wide and her pussy's lips encircling the breadth of his erect, throbbing cock as it lay pinned between them without ever actually allowing it to slip into her. There was more to look at, so much more, but before the white tiger could see anything else to further provoke the renewed erection already throbbing between his legs despite his companion's recent efforts, they arrived at the figure to whom the mouse had been waving and calling out for the last twenty seconds or so.
Leaning over the back of one of the benches, another mouse with patched white and tan fur shuddered and grinned at their arrival, breathing heavily and with his eyes glazed as a muscular crocodile held his pink tail high up into the air and bucked his hips against him, fucking the mouse hard and deep with pleasure stricken hisses and grunts.
"H-hi... oohh god, Karra, s-sweetie. W-who's your... ah yes. [i]Yes[/i], harder, please... who's your friend?"
Karra stepped aside and gestured for Jahir to approach. He did so, and bashfully shook the hand of the mouse currently receiving the fucking of his life.
"Jahir, this is my husband Rigel. Rigel, this is..."
She paused for a moment, giggling.
"Prince Jahir."
The other mouse nodded, though he smiled as he did so, and from behind him a loud, coarse burst of laughter erupted from the crocodile as for a moment or so he held himself deep inside Rigel's ass, pausing his thrusting so he could speak.
"Prince Jahir? Like, of the Cirran Star Empire?"
Both mice looked back at the crocodile with frowns, even Rigel with the larger, stronger male's cock buried deep inside his shaking his head in brief disapproval. It was Karra who spoke up in the tiger's supposed defence however.
"Hey, he can be whoever he wants to be here. This is his first day if his first cruise. Cut the cutie a break, Rix. I don't see you coming up with a whole identity you want to play on the fly. At least by picking a real person, you can know some things about them to play the role better if that's how you wanna do it."
The crocodile, to his credit, looked genuinely embarrassed. He rubbed the back of his head apologetically as he regarded Jahir.
"Sorry. That wasn't cool. Karra's right. My apologies, Prince Jahir."
He bowed low, pinning Rigel against the bench as he did so and pulling his hips back so that most of his cock slipped out of the mouse, only to drive it right back in again as he stood upright. Rigel's eyes bulged, he moaned loudly, and Jahir took a step back as his eyes widened, feeling and then seeing something wet and sticky glistening upon his right foot. More of it fell where he had been standing just a moment before as the male mouse shuddered, squeaked, and with his paws clutched over the upper edge of the bench's began to cum hands free, several strings of his thick seed shooting out between the slats of the structure as he did so and painting the floor between them.
Turning away from the two men as Rix began to hump Rigel's ass once again, the mouse squeaking louder in his continued ecstasy, Jahir looked down at the four foot mouse standing before him. His cock was as hard as ever, but his face was flushed crimson beneath his pale fur. He felt so out of place here, so overwhelmed. Nobody knew him, and those that did know who Prince Jahir was didn't believe for a second that this was actually him. He didn't know how to be anyone but Prince Jahir, but even if that was the truth, which it was, the only identity he had ever known, the only life he had ever lived was nothing more than a smokescreen in this place. But... a smokescreen for what?
"Hey, don't let what Rix said get to you."
He felt a soft, small hand grasp at one of his far larger paws, and blushed deeper still as he found himself being comforted by the smiling mouse lady.
"You can keep being Prince Jahir. No-one will say anything if you do. Or, I can help you come up with a new name. A new title. You could be... Emperor Allisan of Kembel Six. You could be King Brack of the Orion Nebula. Heck, you could be Princess Leia of Alderaan. Or..."
She paused for a moment, giggling and beaming up at the tiger.
"You could even be yourself. Because, for what it's worth..."
She squeezed his hand softly.
"I like you. Whoever you are. And I think a lot of other people here will like you, too, if you give them the chance."
By Jeeves
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