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Jed spent the night enjoying the scratch and sniff porno mags, and trying to ignore his new friends' flatulent outbursts mixed in with the usual kicking and woofing. Maya's were ''nuclear'' owing to her megacolon making for a much longer transit time, but after all that spicy food they'd eaten tonight, Karen was pretty ''fragrant'' herself.

Thankfully the windows were down, and he'd moved to the passenger seat to get more air.

Occasionally Maya would mutter in her sleep. Jed couldn't make sense of half of it, but the bits he understood

, like "Sniper, 3 a'clock high" and such, he reasoned she had flashbacks to the battles she had seen.

At any rate, the alien porno mags more than made up for everything, and Jed really lost himself in the moment enjoying the scratch and sniff function as well.

The magazines were designed that way so you got the scent of the models as well as the images. Maya had explained how inportant Scent was to their people, so Jed reasoned it made perfect sense.

He was so caught up in the magazine he was reading, Jed had tuned out everything else.

As such he nearly pissed himself, as he scrambled back into the sleeper when big Leroy came knocking on the driver's door.

Maya snapped wide awake like flipping a switch, and rolled out of bed ready for action. It took a brief instant for intellect to override instinct, and make her way to the driver's seat realizing where she was, but to Jed, seeing Maya move like that made him feel safe.

"Death Angel?" the big man called out, knocking again "Y' awake?"

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said, sticking her head out the sindow.

"Ah wanted t' thank ya." the big man said. "Diesel Smoke Dolly tol' me yer the one 'at carried me t' mah rig las' night."

" Ain't no trouble." Maya said. "Yer welcome anyway though."

"Yer headin t' Port Allen if'n Ah member rahgt through the whiskey." Leroy said.

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said.

"Then come on! Crank 'er up an' lets get rollin Ah'll run with ya 's far 's Baton Rouge. An no sweat Ah had Diesel Smoke Dolly wake the rest a' yer little convoy."

Tall Cotton, Flamerider, and Big Daddy all fired up their engines one after another as he sopke, as if punctuating his words.

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said. She got the old 8v-71 cranking over good, then reached up and hit the ether button, and the old Detroit fired right off.

Leroy gave a hearty laugh, then, "Fer a Detroit, shure is runnin' good."

"That'd be Lovegoddess." Maya said. "She takes care a' all the mechanical stuff."

"Lets hit it." Leroy said, turning to head back to his truck as he spoke.

Maya rolled her window up, and Jed who finally came out of hiding got the other one, then Maya cranked up the A/C, and got on the radio; "Breaker one nine, 's the Death Angel, Ah'm ten eight, an' ready t' join the fun." as she started to pull away down the long circle drive that ran around the building as they had promised Diesel Smoke Dolly that they would do.

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Back at the hotel...

Mike and Erika had been going at it all morning, making love repeatedly in every hole. They were resting between sessions when, to their surprise, May insisted on joining them.

Naturally Mike was more than a little reluctant, at first. Partly because he was so loyal to Erika, but also because May was Tom's daughter, and as such, Mike thought of himself as her uncle.

It was only after Erika explained once more how Canid marriage was not monogamous, and the idea of ''incest'' was meaningless that he finally relaxed, and Erika insisting May join them sealed the deal.

Nonetheless, for a time, Mike lay back and masturbated watching May and Erika make love, all the while working to mentally convince himself to join in. Not to mention the fact it was kinky to watch.

Erika was strong, Mike knew that from experience. THeir lovemaking was always so intense, rough, and wild with carnal passion that it often bordered on light BDSM at times. May was many times her size, and even more heavily built of course, but it still impressed him how his sexy blue-nosed pit wife was like putty in the huge Kuvasz's hands.

At any rate the girls pulled him into it before Mike was ready, but nonetheless he got going quick.

Bitch anal gland scent was nice, so he enjoyed the face-sitting May gave him while Erika sucked him off, and May tonguefucked Erika's butt while she worked, but he preferred estrus honey most of all. Nonetheless he had to admit, May's but smelled really good.

May could not help expelling the tiniest squeak of a fart, as her canine anus quivered in pleasure from Mike's hot breath on her sensitive loveholes. She might have made light of the fact, but she had her thick kuvasz tongue so far up Erika's butt she wasn't about to withdraw it to speak, and she doubted Mike would not mind anyway. Quite the opposite in fact.

To her surprise, Mike inhaled deeply, commenting on how wonderful it was. Then he put his tongue to work giving May a nice deep rimjob whilst proceeding to gently-but hungrily suckle the natural lube from her anal glands as he worked his tongue deeper.

Wanting to make it as good for May as it was for himself, Mike switched off, using one hand to spread May's rumpcheeks with finger and thumb, while using his other to slip a finger into the kuvasz's huge fortune-cookie, and rub, squeeze and roll her clit between that finger, and his thumb externally pressing against her canine vulva.

Erika climaxed hard at the same moment Mike fired a load down her throat, and in that same instant May's tongue slid up her butt all the way.

When Erika came down off her climax, May reluctantly withdrew her tongue, and stuck the tip of a lube bottle up Erika's butt. she gave the bottle a gentle but thorough squeeze until a little started to leak out, then she withdrew the bottle, licked the tip clean, and proceeded to thoroughly lube a lifesize strap-on rubber kuvasz cock she was wearing as well.

Mike lay back on the floor, positioning Erika atop him so he could take her fortune cookie while not impeding May from getting to her butt. It also meant they could look into eachothers eyes, or share a kiss, as they now did as May fitted the tip of her well lubed canine strap-on to Erika's tight lube-slicked canine anus, and gently began to press in.

Cheated by the lube, Erika's canine anus relaxed invitingly, and May's strap-on slid in inch by inch.

Once she was fully hilted, May helped Erika to adjust her position so Mike could hit the angle right to take her Honeypie.

Mike hit the angle right on the first try, though Erika was already so full from May stuffing her butt that to say it was a tight fit was putting it mildly. It was a little uncomfortable at first, but having given birth as much as she had, Erika's pelvic bones were more than wide enough to handle the added girth. Mike toyed with Erika's rumpcheeks and held her in a passionate kiss, while May toyed with her teats, and they both worked up a steady pace. By that time Erika felt only pleasure.

The wet sloppy squelching sounds of passionate sex were surpassed only by all of their words of praise, Erika's yips and pleasuregrowls, and kinky 'dirty talk' as well.

The air was heavy with a mix of sweat, honeypie lovejuices, leaked lube, anal gland scent, and the occasional bubble of canine flatulence. It was the rich fragrant aroma of pure unfettered passionate lovemaking, and it didn't take a finely honed canine sense of smell to know this was just that. Lovemaking, rather than simply a casual fuck.

Erika said dirty things like "Gods yes! May! Fuck my dirty shithole hard...Oh gods! Yes!

and "Gods yes! Mike! Fill me with your puppies!" and similar things.

When the three of them came down from their orgasmic highs, after climaxing together, they switched positions.

Because it was her "blood uncle'' that had done it, May found the thought of sloppy seconds all the more appealing.

Erika was not particularly fond of tasting her own shit on May's strap-on as she sucked it clean for the next round, but nonetheless she did the job to its fullest, and then wiped the toy down with an antibacterial wipe to be sure it was good and clean.

When Erika finished May mounted her fortune cookie from behind, at the same time Mike rammed his thick Cajun cock up May's ass, with only his own cream and Erika's lovejuices for lube. He was surprised how easily the huge musky hole opened up for him to enter, and yet clenched bonecrushingly tight on each outstroke.

Mike's thrusting only helped May increase her pace, and soon Erika was yipping and panting like mad, as May pumped the strap-on's knot tight.

May couldn't dismount for the turn and tie, as Mike was still humping her butt long and deep, but nonetheless the strap-on's knot had Erika so wonderfully full that she leaked a bit of lube as well.

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Karen finally woke up about an hour after they got back onto the interstate, and ended up using the bucket Maya had bought afterall, as traffic was too busy for Maya to pull off onto the shoulder, and the remnants of all that good Cajun food made her need to go so bad she couldn't hold it. Karen needed to piss really bad too, so she took care of that as well, as the bucket was plenty big enough to serve as a portable latrine....for her anyway. It was much too small for Maya, of course.

Karen didn't see how Maya wasn't similarly bursting for relief, but reasoned it was likely due to Maya having megacolon.

Jed complained at the sounds and smells, as he was trying to sleep, but of course Maya didn't mind in the least.

Thankfully, by the time Karen finished, road work ahead had traffic ground to a standstill, so Maya had just enough time to lick Karen clean before once more focusing her full attention on the road.

THey finally got moving again not long after Karen had pulled her pants back up, put the lid on the bucket, and returned to the passenger seat.

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When Mike fired a load up May's ass, and finally pulled out to recover, May dismounted completing the turn and tie.

May kept Erika tied with the strap-on until Mike had recovered, then finally deflated the knot and pulled out.

Erika sucked Mike clean after that, and then Mike wiped his cock down with an antibacterial wipe, and took May's fortune cookie, while Erika used the canine strap-on to mount May anally from behind..

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Mabelle and Jack were looking at various markings with Hank, helping him decide on the fur pattern he wanted, whilst the doctors prepared for surgery. It was slow going, as Hank took his time choosing carefully, and even decided he wanted to add a heart-shaped spot on his inner thighs as a special token of love for Karen, Mabelle, and the rest of his mates.

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Sarah, "Gunner", the hotshot fighter pilot, and her mate, Mike's first officer, Dana, had gone out to spend the day partying, and cruising around Richmond showing off in a sporty convertable Dana had rented.

Eventually, they ended up at an airshow, and after Dana explained they were both pilots, Sarah got to fly a lot of old Confederate atmospheric jets and compare the way they handled to the Phoenix MK V which she normally flew. As the day drew on, other pilots demonstrated some old museum-piece prop planes, and with Dana pulling some strings Sarah got to take a couple of those up as well, specifically an old postal service biplane, and a P51 mustang.

Dana was impressed Sarah handled the old prop planes with the same skill as she handled high performance jets, easily adapting to the very different flight characteristics of each as though it were nothing.

"When you say you can fly anything, you certainly arent kidding." Dana said, smiling.

"Yeah." Sarah said. "The p51 was surprisingly nimble for a prop plane too."

"So which one was your favorite?" Dana asked.

"That would be hard to say, I enjoyed flying all of them." Sarah said. "I guess if I had to choose, it'd be the Confederate F22. Isn't that the plane Tom used to fly?"

"Yeah." Dana said. "I figured you'd like that one."

THey shared a passionate kiss after that, and spent the rest of the day enjoying the airshow other pilots put on.

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Yuri's brother Alexei's house, St Petersburg Russia...

Yuri had just got off the phone with captain Poloniev, who was telling him about their new ship, the Suvorov.

He was so excited about the new ship he hurried to tell Cletus about it. Yuri was so excited he didn't think to check the door for a sock, and ended up walking in on Cletus anal-loving his new husky girl in the process.

"Sorry comrade! I got so excited I did not think to look for a sock." Yuri apologized. Thankfully Cletus didn't seem to mind, but still Yuri felt his cheeks burning of embarassment.

"no....worries...my friend..." Cletus managed, breathing heavily as ke kept up his steady pace. "So...wonderful...Good Girl!...."

"Is very good, yes?" Yuri remarked.

"The...Ahh...best..." Cletus replied.

"Good, comrade!" Yuri said. "I came to tell you about the new ship, but I will come back later."

"No... Its...Alright." Cletus said. "I...dont mind."

Hearing that made Yuri feel less embarassed, and he began to tell Cletus about the new ship.

Neither the feral husky girl's yips and howls of pleasure, nor Cletus' words of praise as he came were too distracting.

When Cletus finally pulled out, Yuri handed him a tissue to clean himself with, asking what it was like."

Cletus did his best to explain, adding that "Words really dont do it justice though, its one of those things you have to experience to really understand."

"I might have to try that...With a Canid girl I mean." Yuri said. "So Where is Admiral Maya anyway? Captain Poloniev wanted to talk to her."

"Most likely still delivering those letters." Cletus said. "You know the Admiral, when she sets out to do something she dont quit till the job is done."

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Meanwhile.......

The morning traffic had made it slow going getting through New Orleans, but after that, Maya and her little convoy made up for lost time pretty quickly. They finally rolled into Baton Rouge around 4pm local time, and while Leroy pulled into the loading docks of a warehouse to unload, Maya and the others pulled into a nearby truckstop.

"Well Ah reckon Ah'll see ya 'round, Death Angel, it was nice runnin with ya." Leroy said over the radio.

"Ten Four, Leroy, have a good 'n." Maya replied.

Maya shut down the engine and climbed down from the truck for a much needed bathroom break. Karen opened the passenger door and climbed down moments later.

Not long after that, Jed stuck his head out the window. "Hey, you forgot the bucket." he called out.

"Ah'll git that when we git back." Maya replied. "Y' comin'?"

"Yeah just a minute." Jed replied.

He climbed down moments later, and joined Big Daddy and Tall Cotton headed for the mens room, while Flamerider set out to get herself, Tall Cotton, and Big Daddy all a cup of coffee.

"Get outta here! a rude man shouted as Maya and Karen stepped inside. "Go home! your kind aint welcome here. Fuckin' aliens!"

"Perhaps you are not aware, but Admiral Maya snd I led the fleet that defeated the Xians." Karen tried to calm the man down.

"Shut up, fleabag, one alien's the same as the next." The man replied.

Karen felt her anger surge at the rude man's comment. She instinctively bared her teeth, as she replied; "You might not know this, human, but that term is one of the most racist and offensive to my people!"

"Yeah I know, that's why I said it, y' fuckin fleabag alien." the man remarked.

In the blink of an eye, Karen went full tactical on the man, with a swift punch to the throat, and three more well placed jabs in rapid succession. The man was out cold before he knew what hit him, but Karen was just getting started.

"Fucking piece of trash!" Karen growled, continuing her assault.

Karen got in another three good solid kicks, but Maya pulled her off before she could finish the job.

"C'mon hun, it aint worth it." Maya said, trying to calm Karen down.

"You heard what he said." Karen replied, and spat in the man's face even as Maya dragged her away.

"Ah know hun, but 's bound t' be one now an' then."

By this time, Flamerider, Big Daddy, and Tall Cotton came to see what all the commotion was about, and Jed was with them.

"Human supremacist." Flamerider explained. "They started cropping up after the Xian attack."

"They aint too many of em, thankfully." Big Daddy added. "I reckon this one will think twice before runnin his mouth though. You sure laid him out good, Lovegoddess."

"That was nothing." Karen said. "As Maya explained before, we are mercenaries." Her temper had cooled a bit now, but she kept her eyes on the man anyway.

"Remind me never to piss you off." Jed remarked.

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Mike, Erika, and May had been going at it all this time. THey only stopped now, because Mike was too exhausted to go another round. To that end, they had returned to the commons area, and sat together on a sofa, relaxing and watching a movie while they recovered.

Tom, meanwhile, was drinking and playing poker with Maya Jr, and several other pilots. THey were having a blast and eventually turned it into a game of strip-poker, though as Tom found out the hard way, he still couldn't drink to the extent the natural-born Canids could. His brain was still human afterall. Many of his internal organs had been modified, so the inebriating effects hit him less quickly as they had when he was human. For a human, Tom always could hold his liquor really well, of course, but compared to natural-born Canids, even little Sam could drink him under the table before the surgery. Now he could out-drink the little sheltie, but Grace, Hank Jr, and pretty much anyone spaniel-size or bigger still had him beat easily.

Several games and many drinks in, around the time most everyone was at least topless, Doc Natalie had called to say that Hank was finally our of surgery, and seemed to be recovering well.

Tom was especially pleased to hear that, and had immediately informed the others, who all found it very welcome news as well.

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Maya's little convoy finally rolled into Port Allen, as a thick fog was moving in. The fog played hell with visibility, reflecting their lights back in their faces, and casting the normally lively city in a dull eerie haze.

One by one, the other trucks began to disperse to deliver their loads. First Tall Cotton had left them, pulling into the warehouse loading docks of a Confederate Airforce munitions plant to deliver his load.

Big Daddy and Flamerider were next, each turning off to go deliver their loads in opposite directions at a four-way.

Maya and Karen kept going straight, and continued on, turning off the main interstate, onto Louisiana Highway 190, in search of the Circle K station needing their tanks refilled.

The road was still pock-marked in places, where Xian fighters had strafed the city streets years ago. Road work could be seen having repaired much of the damage, but the ''scars'' remained visible.

At last, the big neon sign for the gas station appeared through the haze, and while Maya worked quickly, downshifting, Jake-braking, and braking hard, Karen was still trying to get Jed to understand why she had attacked the human at that rest stop earlier.

"As I have told you already, the term that pathetic excuse for a man used is one of the most offensive to my people." Karen repeated. "It would equate to calling you a furless cave-monkey that lives in the sewers, if that helps."

"I think I get it." Jed replied.

"Alrahgt, 's git this done." Maya said, shutting down the engine as she opened her door.

"Here." Karen said, handing Jed a $20 Confederate bill, "Go in and get yourself something while we work." She opened her door and climbed out after that.

Instead of climbing down as Maya had, Karen climbed around the side of the cab, and onto the ladder attached to the side of the tanker trailer, climbed up on top, and began unrolling the thick transfer hose which she tossed down to Maya moments later.

Maya used a wrench to open the access cover, and then connected the end of the hose Karen had tossed down, to the filler valve of the station's tanks, then called out, " Ready hun!."

Karen opened the transfer valve as soon as she heard Maya say that, and monitored the hose for leaks after that.

Maya monitored the flow into the station's tanks, signalling Karen to shut off the fuel as soon as they were full.

Karen helped Maya put the hose away after that, and then climbed down at last. They headed inside to collect their pay from the station manager after that.

After grabbing some snacks, they finally got back on the road, but it was only a block to thenext house on their list of letters to deliver. Nonetheless, Maya pulled into the driveway, and they both climbed down to go knock on the door as they had done many times previously. As was often the case as well, feral dogs in the house were barking like crazy before they got to the door.

A heavy set Cajun woman opened the door as Karen was reaching for the doorbell.

"Mrs LeConte?" Maya asked.

"Mhm." the woman replied, taking a drag of a cigarette in her lips.

"Ah'm Admiral Maya, S' Vice Admiral Karen." Maya said . "S' yer mate home?"

"Your husband." Karen said, seeing the woman's confusion at Maya's use of the Canid term.

"Naw he's workin late." the woman said, tears began welling up in her eyes as realization set in.

"Mah god! s' bout Billy aint it..." tears streamed down her cheeks, soaking the cigarette filter in her mouth.

"Ah'm afraid so." Maya said. "Mrs LeConte, Ah'm sorry, really, Ah wish Ah had better news...but yer son died in the line a' duty." Maya handed her the letter.

"H...How!" The woman sobbed.

"Your son died very valliantly, Mrs LeConte." Karen said. When his ship was exploding all around him, he stayed in Engineering, fighting a futile battle to keep the reactor from going critical. To buy his shipmates the time they needed to get to the escape pods. I managed to beam him out before the ship blew...but the radiation..." Karen kept her composure, but a single tear ran down her muzzle nonetheless. "Doc Natalie did everything she could, but his exposure was just too severe."

"Las' thang he said, 's "How many?" Maya added. "He wanted t' know how many a' his shipmates made it. Ah tol' 'im all a' em, an' a minute 'er so later, that's it."

"That's Billy awright." the woman said. "Thanks...least now Ah know..."

Maya and Karen returned to their truck and continued on to the next house after that, and so on it went until they'd delivered the fifty or so letters with Port Allen Addresses.

Next they switched trailers, hitching up to a big box trailer loaded with cane sugar bound for Kentucky, and met up with Tall Cotton, Big Daddy, and Flamerider at a Choke and Puke on their way out of town.

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Having only recently awaken from his surgery, Hank was learning about his new body.

His head was swimming from the painkillers, but nonetheless he noticed several things right away. HIs vision was very different for one, and he thought it funny a seasoned pilot, and veteran of two wars like himself would have to learn to fly all over again adjusting to his new body. Of course he would have to learn to walk all over again first.

His hearing was much sharper now, and he noticed many high pitched sounds he never heard before.

Even more noticeable than his enhanced hearing was his sense of smell. He noticed many pleasant scents, from Doc Natalie's wonderful Estrus scent, to the natural scents given off by Mabelle and Jack. He also noticed a lot of unpleasant scents too. The overpowering antiseptic ''hospital smell'' for one. smelly armpits and the stench of purfumes trying to cover it up from the other doctors and nurses was another. These were people who kept themselves very clean as a matter of their profession, but to Hank's new sensitive canine nose, they may as well have been sweaty vagrants.

There were a multitude of other smells he couldn't place, things he'd never smelled before, and his human brain had not yet learned to process.

"How do you do it?" Hank asked. "All the different smells, its difficult to concentrate."

"How do you pick out a single voice in a noisy room." Jack said.

"You mean focus on one scent and ignore the rest." Hank said. "I think I understand now."

"Aye lad." Doc Natalie said.

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Karen was driving now, while Maya slept, and Jed made himself useful checking the maps, as the miles kept ticking by. The cool refreshing air conditioning, and the steady sound of the engine was making Jed sleepy despite him having only recently awakened.

Many times Jed had started to nod off without realizing it, only to be shaken out of it by Karen talking on the radio, the other truckers talking to her, or any number of things.

Traffic was fairly light at the moment, so they were making good time.

For Jed, that was a mixed blessing however, as while he largely enjoyed the experience, he didn't particularly care for peeing in empty water bottles.

"So what's it like anyway?" Jed finally asked, making conversation. "We weren't up there long enough to really see much."

"Our cabins are like apartments." Karen said, They don't have kitchens or bathrooms though. We have public bathrooms, and shower rooms, and everyone eats in the Mess Hall."

"That's gonna be weird." Jed said.

"Not really." Karen said. "Our bathrooms are clean, and well kept, unlike a lot of the truck stops we have visited."

I meant alien food, and what about medical needs?" Jed said

"I think you will enjoy Canid food." Karen said. "As for medical, everyone goes to see Doc Natalie in Sick Bay." She paused, then, "You didn't get me pregnant if thats what you're worried about. I'm not in heat, and you would need a special injection from Doc Natalie anyway."

"That's good." Jed said. "How come we wasnt floating when we were up there though?"

"Artificial gravity." Karen said. "We have Inertial dampers too."

"Sounds like its gonna be fun." Jed replied.

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When Hank was finally discharged from the hospital, Natalie, Mabelle, and Jack had only just began teaching him to walk again. It was slow going, but Doc Natalie said that was only natural. Hank needed to rest anyway, as he still had a lot of recovering to do.

To that end, they made use of a wheelchair to get Hank on a plane headed back to Richmond.

The flight attendants made their rounds shortly after takeoff, and of course Natalie, Mabelle and Jack ordered drinks right away.

"Alright, and how about you, miss. What would you like?" the flight attendant asked Hank.

"I'll have the strongest rye whiskey you got, neat." Hank replied, "And I'm male just so you know."

He felt a bit annoyed at being mistaken for female, but then again without the aid of his new nose, he would have mistaken Jack for female as well, except for the fact Jack was his son.

"My apologies sir, I will get your drink right away." the flight attendant corrected, and soon moved on.

"Welcome to hell, Dad." Jack said jokingly. "All joking aside though, I get that a lot too."

"I don' see s' such a big deal, Ah git mistook fer male all the time." Mabelle said. "Reckon the way Ah dress's got somethin t' do with it."

"Aye lass it canna be helped." Natalie said.

"So what do you do then?" Hank asked.

"Just explain as you did, usually." Jack said.

"Ah usu'lly jus drop mah pants an' prove 'em wrong." Mabelle said.

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Jed really didn't want to stop in Arkansas at all, for some reason. Karen had explained they had to in order to deliver some letters, and let the other truckers get some rest, of course, but when they did, he refused to get out of the truck.

When they finally got going again the next morning, Maya asked; "S' whats the problem anyway?"

Jed thought long and hard trying to decide how to explain it. Finally he said, "You know bout the second war a' northern aggression, right? Well, I was younger then, fresh out of highschool, and I got drafted. I was supposed to anyway. My pappy put me on a bus and everything...but I chickened out...Snuck away at a fuel stop here in Arkansas, and been living on the run ever since. You two must think I'm a big baby for that, huh."

"Not necessarily." Karen said. "Not everyone is cut out to be a soldier...So why did you run away anyway."

"They wanted me in the Air Force, and well to be honest...I never left the ground until the time we beamed up to your ship."

"Yer afraid a' flyin!" Maya couldn't help but laugh.

"No I'm afraid of crashing." Jed said. "Or getting my ass blown out of the sky cause I screwed up."

"Jed, we live in space!" Karen said. "You should have spoken up sooner!"

"I think I can handle that." Jed said. "Besides its long past time I put that little demon to rest."

"Good." Karen said. "We should make it into Tenessee before too long."

"That's good, I'm running out of empty water bottles." Jed replied.

"S' why not piss in the bucket?" Maya asked. "S' a portable latrine."

"Eww! No thanks." Jed replied. "I aint that desparate."

"It is not ideal, sure, but we make do with what we have." Karen said. "You need to get used to that."

Maya was driving for this leg. They planned to switch off at the next fuel stop, which would be right after crossing into Tenessee.

Karen passed the time taking pictures of the scenery they passed. It was mostly cotton fields and trees between towns, but now and then rocky hills and valleys served to change up the scenery.

Also Karen noticed Arkansas seemed to have taken the least of the Xian attack so far. Now and then a bombed-out building, or bullet-riddled overpass served as a reminder of the attack, but these were few and far between.

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When they got back to the hotel, Jack and Mabelle helped Hank to walk to the commons area and find a seat, so he didn't overexert himself as he still needed time to heal.

Hank got quite the shock from all the cold wet noses sniffing him in greeting. It wasnt so much the greeting itself, as he'd been aboard Excalibur long enough to expect that. Moreso it was a matter of adjusting to his new body and all the new sensations, including the greeting.

Doc Natalie ended up warning people off, as the shock of the new sensations only exascerbated the problem of learning to walk and counterbalance properly.

They made it eventually, and once Hank was resting comfortably stretched out on one of the sofa's, Mabelle and Jack went to get something to drink.

"The new look suits you well." Tom said. "And dont worry, you'll get used to your new body eventually. I'm still working on it myself, but things are getting a lot easier now."

"Thanks." Hank said. "I'm glad I went through with it. Its kind of annoying being mistaken for female though."

"I wouldn't worry about that." Erika said. "You'd be surprised how often I get mistaken for male. Dressing the way I do doesn't always help either, as some people simply think I'm crossdressing."

"I dont see how anyone could mistake you for male, honey, but at least it got us into that gay bar Dawson and Larry are always talking about." Mike said.

"Being mistaken for female could have some tactical advantages." Callie told Hank. "Undercover missions for example."

"Yeah not to mention people buying you free drinks." Tom added.

"Good point." Hank said. "I guess I'll get used to that eventually too."

"You know Reaper is planning on getting the surgery too?" Mike asked.

"Aye lad, her flight leaves in a day and a half." Natalie said.

"Nice! Guess you and Pokerface are gonna be the last of our old squadron still human." Hank told Mike. "Dont see how its gonna work for a female though."

"Aye lad, it isna' gooing ta be easy." Natalie replied.

"She wants to look like you, honey." Mike told Erika. "Because you're so beautiful!" They share a brief but passionate kiss.

Hearing that Reaper wanted to look like her made Erika feel good, of course.

"The hardest will be the reproductive system." Lily said. "The research and experience gained in the process of helping Maxine to have Sam's puppies should help though."

"Aye lass, its a good place ta start." Natalie replied.

"I'm actually not surprised by her choice though." Tom said "She always was pretty hot-tempered."

"You saying I have a temper?" Erika asked. "I dont have a temper, I just dont like getting up early."

"Yeah, that's why we got into that brawl on Artemis XI." Tom said.

"That asshole needed hurt. You heard what he said about Maya." Erika said.

"Good point." Tom agreed.

.................

Maya's little convoy pulled into a truck stop just a few miles into Tenessee, to top off their tanks, get something to eat, and rest for the night. It wasnt really an issue for Maya, as Karen was well rested, and ready to take over, but it was necessary as Flamerider, Big Daddy, and Tall Cotton didn't have that luxury.

Thankfully the bathrooms here were relatively clean, as Maya discovered when she went to empty Karen's bucket. The weather was a bit cooler too, which was a nice plus.

Maya took her time rinsing the bucket several times with water from a sink, and pouring it down one of the toilets.

Only when she had finished, did Maya finally take time to relieve herself.

It was a bit awkward the way she had to try and squat above the much-too small for her- toilet, but it worked well enough to take a much needed leak. She would have simply squatted beside the truck, except she needed to shit really bad too.

That unsurprisingly took some doing. The awkward position didn't help matters of course, but it was made worse by the fact Maya had to reach around, and stick a soapy finger up her butt to dig it out.

It was fortunate Karen didn't have that problem, Maya thought. Megacolon wasn't something she would wish on anyone. But nonetheless she reasoned they could both use a nice deep colon cleansing when this trip was over.

Maya lost track of how long she'd been at it, but from the way her knees cramped and the toilet was so full of hard scat, she reasoned it must have been quite a while.

"You alright in there?" Maya recognixed Flamerider's voice from a nearby stall.

"Mhhh Shure 'nuff...jus' a little backed up." Maya replied.

"You should try prune juice. Works ever time." Flamerider said.

"Wouldn' help. Ah tried ever'thang." Maya said. "S' genetic. Ah got congenital megacolon."

"Figures." Flamerider said. "Guess Canids got the same problems as feral kuvasz then."

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said.

Maya was still working for relief when she heard Flamerider washing her hands.

The bowl was so full it was overflowing, so Maya finally called it ''good enuff'', and soon went to wash her hands as well. There wasn't much she could do about the stopped-up toilet, of course, but that couldn't be helped.

When Maya got back to the truck, Karen's nose told her all about Maya's troubles. Maya's hands were clean of course, but scent lingers. "I feel sorry for whoever has to clean those bathrooms." Karen said.

Karen thought it would be funny if whoever had left the wet seat in a different bathroom happened to get that little surprise.

"Bucket's all clean." Maya said. "Wanna git a catheter an' gimme a piss enema s' Ah kin go try again?"

"Sure thing, Maya, my love. After you lick me clean." Karen replied.

"Ah had the bucket, s' where..." Maya asked, then immediately put her tongue to work as Karen has requested.

"Beside the truck, Gods! Yes Maya, Good Girl!.....on the passenger side." Karen replied.

Maya worked her thick kuvasz tongue up Karen's butt, and suckled her anal glands dry as she worked to clean up every last trace of dirt. Stook her time cleaning the outer ring, and surrounding fur as well, before finally proclaiming "All done, yer perfectly clean, mah sweet princess."

"Thank you, but I'm no princess, just a soldier of fortune just like you." Karen said. "Although I have to admit, having voluntary ''bidet-slaves'' like you and Tom certainly has its perks."

"Yer mah perfect princess." Maya said.

"Then that would make you my queen." Karen replied.

THey shared a very passionate kiss after that.

When they finally broke the kiss, Maya said, "Don' even joke like that, mah love. "Ah'm nothin' like her jus' cause we're related don' mean shit."

"I know, but you really are royalty, my sweet." Karen said.

THey shared another very passionate kiss after that.

Maya and Karen made out like horny teenagers, until a knock at the driver's side door caught their attention.

They didn't bother getting dressed, Maya just stuck her head out the window to see who it was.

"Hey sugar, lookin for a good time?" A scantily clad woman asked. She was smoking a cigarette which smelled strongly of menthol.

Maya knew an escort when she saw one, and ordinarily wouldn't have given it a second thought. Tonight though, Karen already had her in the mood, and she wanted to get back to where they left off.

"Another time, perhaps." Maya said, as Karen climbed up in her lap to lean out the window making her presence known.

"Oh, your married." the woman said. "Well how bout a quick BJ then, come on I'm just tryin to pay the bills."

"You do know we're both girls, right." Karen said, moving back to the passenger seat as she knew what was coming.

"I knew you was." the woman said. "But your lover dont look it."

Maya got up and turned around, dropping her pants as she stuck her sizeable furry rump out the window. "See fer yerself!"

"My mistake, sorry." the woman said.

Maya pulled her pants back up and sat back down. the woman started to leave, but Maya handed her a $100 Confederate bill. "Fer yer troubles." she said.

Not five minutes later, Big Daddy and Tall Cotton got on the radio

"Damn, Death Angel, Lovegoddess must shure be somethin for you to turn down sweet Trixie like that." Big Daddy said.

"Haha yeah." Tall Cotton said. "Ever'body knows Trixie. Lovegoddess must be pure perfection."

"Ten four on that!" Maya replied.

With no further interruptions, Maya and Karen picked up where they left off, and soon took turns tonguing eachother to climax.

Following their second climax each, Karen got a double balloon enema plug nice and slick with her own lovejuices, then pressed it against Maya's huge canine anus.

Maya relaxed reflexively, and the plug slid in with little effort.

Once the plug was in place, Karen pumped the balloons tight, then connected a length of hose with a one-way flow valve to the enema plug.

Karen wiped her hands with an antibacterial wipe, then used one hand to spread her (Y) vulva, whilst inserting a catheter into her pisshole with the other. The positioning was a little awkward, but being used to urethral-sounding herself, shoving stuff up her pisshole was easy for Karen.

The soft floppy catheter didn't feel nearly as good as her sounding probes of course. It was more like a wet noodle. Nonetheless she eventually worked the thing all the way up into her bladder, and as soon as the piss started flowing, Karen connected the other end of the catheter to the enema hose.

"Ohh gods! that's nice...Good girl!" Maya remarked at the sensation of hot spaniel piss flooding into her already distended colon.

"S-sure...Is!" Karen managed between yips of pleasure. She had two fingers up her butt, fingering her canine anus, all the while pumping the catheter in her pisshole back and forth as though it were a sounding probe.

Jed rolled over in bed, half awake from all the pleasuresounds the girls were making, but upon seeing what they were doing, all he said was "Kinky" before going back to sleep.

.......

In the commons area most people were getting ready to watch a movie. There was plenty of booze and popcorn and other snacks to go around, of course.

Many people argued over what to watch, of course. Some wanted to watch the Confederate Action/Sci-Fi, "Johnny Reb" where a Confederate soldier gets cybernetic implants and becomes a superhero.

Others wanted to watch a Canid romantic comedy, while still others wanted to watch a horror film.

Of course some wanted to watch a dirty movie as well.

In the end, Tom pulled rank, as he was technically in charge with both Maya and Karen absent, and settled the dispute saying they would be watching a Canid Murder Mystery; "The Heat Brothel Murders"

"Why that one?" Kayla protested. "I seen it many times already."

"Because I'm leaving at midnight, and I never got the chance to see it when we were in the Expanse." Reaper said. "Wheter it be combat patrols, or security duty, something always came up."

"Exactly, plus I really enjoy it." Tom said.

"What's the deal anyway?" Hank asked, while Tom was getting the movie ready. "I never figured you the type to go for the surgery."

"To be a better pilot." Reaper said simply. "Sharpen my senses and improve my reflexes so I can fly like Gunner." she paused briefly then, "Plus it'll be easier to get a date, not to mention other things bitches dont have to deal with."

"While that is true, you may find Estrus to be far less pleasant." Grace said. "We don't have the sanitation issues, as Honey is mildly antiseptic, but the tradeoff is the absolutely insatiable need to be bred."

Their conversation was cut short, as the movie started, and everyone fell silent.

People enjoyed their drinks and snacks, made out, and generally had a good time.

About an hour in, as people often did with mysteries, Reaper started trying to solve it. Everyone else had seen it of course, and thus didnt let anything slip that would give away the ending.

"Its got to be the masseus." Reaper said. "He had the motive, and the strength to do it."

"Ah but you're forgetting the bloody footpad prints." Rena said. "The masseus is a st bernard, theres no way he could have left prints that small."

"Well the prints look like one of the relief workers, the little afghan hound maybe...But she couldn't possibly have killed the rich nobleman."

"Size isn't everything." Grace said. "I've seen mom take out guys bigger than that."

"Yeah but the afghan hound doesn't have her training." Hank said.

"Unless the guy was asleep." Reaper caught on. "She wouldn't need to have military training if she got him in his sleep."

"What about the streaks though. Whoever left those prints had dewclaws." Tom said.

And so on it went.

...........

It was raining when they finally got going the next morning. That was good, in that it made for cooler temperatures whenever they had to get out of the truck, but it was also bad as it impaired visibility, made the roads hazardous, and soaked their fur whenever they had to get out to deliver letters. The slick roads also slowed their progress considerably.

Jed didn't particularly care for the ''wet dog smell'' but was too afraid of offending them to say anything. He doubted Maya would take offense anyway as crude and unladylike as she was, but he worried Karen would take offense, and after seeing what she did to that prick a few days ago, the last thing he wanted to do was to get on her bad side. So he kept his mouth shut, and just watched the mile markers go by.

The weather slowed their progress, but nonetheless Karen reasoned they would make it into Kentucky by nightfall. She had been to Kentucky before, also for shore-leave, but had not ventured outside of Paducah. THis time there would be much more to see, as they had to make stops in Lexington, Bowling Green, Scotsville, Louisville, and many other cities as well as Paducah.

................

Reaper had taken Lily, and Erika's daughter Elena in addition to Doc Natalie of course.

The others were there to help her adjust to her new body following the surgery of course.

The surgery was slow going, owing to the added difficulties of Reaper being female, and thus the intricate complexities involved in re-creating female canine body systems as part of the transformation.

Nonetheless there had been no major complications as of yet, and Doc Natalie felt it was going more smoothly than expected.

Had any of them been near a window, they would have seen Maya's little convoy roll by on their way through Tennessee. (they were at the University of Tennessee teaching hospital in Nashville Tn.)

.............

The weather finally let up around 5 in the evening, but the overcast clouds slowed the inprovement in road conditions.

The day had been largely uneventful, up to this point. Karen and the others had just crossed into Kentucky, around 7pm, and were looking for a truck stop to pull in for the night.

About tow miles past the state line, Flamerider's shiny new Mack just suddenly cut out. The engine stalled, and wouldn't start back. With all the overcomplicated electronics that made for quite the hair-raising experience, as with the engine stalled, all the electronically controlled systems, including computer-assisted air-brakes had failed as well.

Karen, Big Daddy, and Tall Cotton had all noticed Flamerider losing speed, and were already downshifting and Jake Braking by the time she called it in.

Downshifting and pumping the brake pedal futilely was about all Flamerider could do to try and bring the truck under control. Fortunately traffic was light, and with the three working trucks blasting their warning flashers around her she finally coasted to a stop several miles from where the problem began.

Karen sent Jed to wake Maya, and pulled off onto the shoulder in front of the broken down truck.

She left the engine running and the flashers on, and got her toolkit before finally climbing down to go see what the problem was.

Big Daddy and Tall Cotton parked behind Flamerider, and soon came to help as well.

Tall Cotton thought it was funny that after all the miles they'd logged recently, his old Cat, Maya and Karen's old Detroit, and even Big Daddy's old Peterbilt were still running like a top, and yet Flamerider's showroom-new Mack had broken down.

"What seems to be the problem?" Big Daddy asked, as Karen set to work under the hood.

"I dunno, something electronic I guess." Flamerider said. "I started downshifting as we was comin over that hill, and then it just cut out. I tried to get it started, but no luck. The motor turns over but doesnt even try to start."

"Damn computerized overcomplicated mess." Big Daddy said. "Wont see me drivin one a' them newfangled rigs that's for sure."

"Yeah me either." Tall Cotton said.

Karen kept working, She swore in Canid a couple times from busted knuckles, but nonetheless by the time Maya had come to see what was wrong, she'd found the problem already.

"Here's your problem." Karen said, holding up the damaged ECU (engine computer) module. several burned out circuits were clearly evident.

"I guess I better get on the radio and call for a tow." Flamerider said. "aint no way to fix that."

"I wouldn't say that." Karen said. "I'll need a cellphone, a paperclip or something to make a jumper wire, and my other toolkit that has the soldering pen in it."

"You can fix the computer with that?" Flamerider asked, going to look for her phone.

"In a manner of speaking yes." Karen said. "It won't be perfect, and it will likely use more fuel, but I can use the phone's processing power to operate the injector pump, and fool the other electronics into thinking the ECU is working properly. Its just a patch, but it should get us to Paducah at least. We can get a replacement ECU once we get there."

"Good enough for me." Flamerider said, handing over her cellphone.

Tall Cotton handed over a paperclip he'd found, and Big Daddy found some scrap fog-light wire, and not long after that Maya returned with the other toolkit, and Karen set to work cobbling together a makeshift ECU from the damaged one, and all these parts.

"We still gonna put in for the night at that truckstop up ahead?" Tall Cotton asked.

"Not now." Karen said. "If it starts, we got one shot. We can't make any unnecessary stops. We push on to Paducah, and put in for the night there. Maya and I will go get a replacement ECU in the morning."

"That's 'bout 70 miles 'er so.." Maya said.

"I'm good for that." Big Daddy said.

"Me too." Flamerider agreed.

"Wouldn't be the first time I forced myself to log extra miles." Tall Cotton agreed.

Karen worked quickly, but of course every minute feels like an eternity whey your stranded at the side of the road like that. There wasn't much else to do at the side of the road, so they all made idle conversation to pass the time. They'd gotten to know eachother really well as the miles stretched on.

As much fun as it was enjoying the view of Karen bent over working like that, they were all happy when she finally finished, and said, "ok try it now."

Flamerider climbed back up into the driver's seat to do just that. THe humans crossed their fingers for luch, as the engine cranked over. It coughed and sputtered, giving a puff of smoke now and then, but the batteries were draining fast under the load. Thankfully the engine finally caught, before the batteries got too low to crank it over though. The bright ''service engine soon'' light was on, but other than that, all was good.

"Alrahgt, lets git rollin 'fore it burns out again." Maya said, giving Karen a little playful goose as they headed back to their truck. "Nice work hun!"

"Where'd you learn that little trick anyway?" Big Daddy asked

"Breaking into Tantalus penal colony." Karen said. "I used a similar technique to bypass the security sensors and loop the cameras while fooling the security system into thinking all was normal. "breaking out an old friend."

THey finally got going not long after that.

The friend Karen mentioned, was Kayla's grandfather. The old wolf ran a cargo ship and had been wrongly imprisoned for ''smuggling'' for selling untaxed Deuterium to the empoverished outer colonies at a bargain price.

Karen, Kayla, Tom, and Sam had infiltrated the facility covertly, made easier by Sam being mistaken for a pup, creating a distraction, and proceeded to successfully break Kayla's grandpa out, and successfuly exfil before anyone knew what happened.

.................

Back at the hotel in Richmond....

Tom had just dismounted for the turn and tie, anal-knotting Grace right there in the commons area. Grace was so needy, and Tom so drunk on her estrus scent, they hadn't cared to bother with privacy. Anal was the purest act of love, in Canid society. This time it had been accidental though. Tom's inexperience with his new body was largely to blame. It hadn't helped that Grace's perfect canine anus was still slick with natural lube from doing her glands in the shower, of course.

Grace didn't mind in the least, quite the opposite in fact. The size of Tom's knot meant she was certain to make quite the mess when they eventually separated, but for now she just panted, yipped and pleasuregrowled, enjoying the moment to the fullest

Hank, Mike, and several others had been passing the time playing poker and drinking, which eventually led to it becoming strip-poker, but when Mike got up to go take a piss, he got ''delayed''.

To be more precise, he had to ''help'' little Mayamay use the bathroom. Ordinarily Mike would havewent to get Tom, or Doc Natalie, but seeing as Tom was otherwise occupied, and Natalie was in Tennessee with Reaper, he figured he had little choice but to do it himself.

Mike knew what to do, of course, one of his and Erika's daughters, Ella, had gotten similarly constipated twice from overindulging in cheese poppers when she was Mayamay's age. Natalie had taken care of it the first time, and showed him what to do, and the second time he took care of it himself.

Of course Ella had been a lot smaller than Mayamay, which had slowed things down, but in a way had been easier too as she had been lighter. Now, Mike was a strong man, very fit and toned, yet picking Mayamay up felt like she weighed a ton. Nonetheless Mike put the pup on her hands and knees in the tub, soaped up his fingers, and set to work. He used one hand to hold the kuvasz pup's big fluffy tail up out of the way, and dripped some soap on her canine anus.

"I'm sorry little princess but I'm going to have to stick my fingers up your butt to help you." Mike said, making sure the pup knew what to expect.

"Ah know ''uncle'' Mike." Mayamay said. "Ah git 's way a lot."

"Alright, just relax." Mike said, tracing a soapy finger around the richly pigmented hole to be sure it was good and slick. When he felt the poweful sphincter muscle relax, he slid two soapy fingers up Mayamay's butt, and set to work.

It was slow messy, smelly work, but it wasn't the nastiest thing Mike had ever done. Besides, he'd done it for one of his own daughters before, and well, Mayamay was Hank's daughter, so that made it less gross too.

Once the hard impacted scat was out of the way, Mike stuck the ''special'' showerhead up Mayamay's butt, and worked it around to finish the job. This came as a surprise to Mayamay, but she didnt really complain she just gave a surprised yip, and said it felt weird.

"You needed help, little princess." Mike said. "And like the Admiral, when I take a job, I do it all the way."

"Thanks "uncle" Mike." Mayamay replied, grunting as she expelled a huge torrent of dirty water and ''chunks''.

Mike kept at it until Mayamay was expelling only clear water, and then set about washing the mess down the drain. Mayamay kept expelling clear water for some time while he worked, and when he finally finished cleaning up the mess, he helped Mayamay shower off, then sat the pup back on the toilet to expell any remaining water while he went to wash his hands.

When they were finally totally finished, Mike took Mayamay to the other side of the huge commons area, where the pups her age were playing, and at last went to rejoin the poker game only to find it had devolved into sex-poker now.

Hank was tied with Erika, surprisingly enough, while she was sucking off one of her and Mike's sons, Matthew.

Tom was still tied with Grace, of course, though they uncoupled not long after Mike had returned. Grace took off doing the orgasm dance running around the room like a feral, and Tom set about licking himself clean to coax his sizeable red rocket back into its sheath. Rena was sucking off little Sam, while getting buttloved by Hank's son Jack. Ashley had her tongue up Molly's butt. Mike's daughter Kelsie was sucking Ace off, and Karen Jr orally pleasured May. Maxine, Belle, Tina, Chloe, Callie, and Tom Jr were still playing another hand.

"S....Stop p-pulling." Erika pulledback to say, allowing Matthew's knot to expand outside her muzzle in the process."

"I'm...fuck yes! good girl!...stuck!" Hank replied.

"Thats...Normal." Erika panted, resuming her work sucking Matthew off.

"Whats the stakes?" Mike asked, cracking open a beer.

"Lowest hand has sex with the highest hand in some way." Belle explained. "Dealer determines the sex act."

"So Hank won last round?" Mike asked.

"Actually he lost." Chloe said. He had two jacks and two kings, but Erika had 4 aces."

"Alright, deal me in, but no M/M if I lose." Mike said.

"Cant promise you that." Callie said. "Anything's fair game!"

"Fair enough." Mike said.

...........

While Maya and Karen were out getting thr part for Flamerider's truck, they decided to tale a little detour and so a bit of shopping. It was still early, and the jury-rigged ECU was still working, keeping the A/C running (Tall Cotton had loaned the girls his handheld cb so they could stay in touch while going to look for the part.).

The sex toy shop in the mall was particularly interesting, as the girls discovered humans had created fairly accurate canine dildos, but had also tried to create masturbators which simulated -or were supposed to simulate- a bitch's fortune cookie or a canine anus. these looked vaguely similar to the real thing, but felt totally wrong inside in spite of having a circulating heated gel to keep them at 101.3 degrees.

More surprising however, was that the store had ''plushies'' of both the bipedal and quadruped variety the toys were meant to be inserted into to make a ''fuckable plushie''. They had both seen far stranger kinks in their travels, of course, but it was interesting humans went to such lengths to try to create realistic toys like that.

In addition to the canines, there was a lioness, a bear, a dolphin, a mare, and a donkey, as well as physically impossible thing which had been sized up such as a mouse, a rabbit, a racoon, and a squirrel, among many others.

They were about to leave that section behind, and move onto the rest of the shop, when Karen noticed something odd about one of the models in the shop window. Upon closer inspection, she saw it was indeed what she had thought. It wasn't just some random Canid spaniel in a in a flight suit with the ''pie pocket'' and butt area cut out, it was clearly supposed to be her. The faux "Vice Admiral" pips on the facsimilie's collar was one clue, but the creators had even added scent to the model, having obviously reproduced it synthetically from a misplaced pair of undies sometime in the Expanse. It didn't smell quite the same as her own natural scent, but it was close enough that the intent was clear.

"Perverts." Karen said. "At least you got a statue, I get posed in some pornshop window."

"Y' got a statue too hun. In front a' the AMD main office." Maya said. "AN' yer not the only one, look back there."

Sure enough, there was a Maya plush, dressed in a sort of dominatrix outfit with both pie and butthole exposed, in a separate section called "Macro" girls.

"You really dont care the are essentially showing you off like that?" Karen asked.

"Course not." Maya said. "It aint me, an' Ah mooned plenty a people on comms anyway. Let 'em have their fetishes, aint no harm in that."

"Yes there is." Karen said. "I dont like people thinking I really feel like that." she ''goosed'' the model of herself to demonstrate her point. "See, no anal reflex, no muscles lifting the honeypie. All some stupid fantasy!"

"Wanna have sum fun with 'em?" Maya asked.

"Alright." Karen agreed. They moved the plushie out of the display and Karen quickly changed into the plushie's outfit and took its place.

several people were gathering, admiring the ''lifelike'' "Karen plush", thinking it was some new hyper-realistic model. Most were content to look, occasionally feel and sniff. Of couse they were amaxed the ''Karen plush'' had a lifelike anal reflex, and pulled her honeypie up invitingly when touched, felt warm to the touch, and her hoenypie was even ''wet''. A few licked their fingers for lube and felt around in her butt, and left amazed at how their fingers really came out dirty. Others fingered her honeypie, and Karen had to bite her tongue to keep from yipping or pleasuregrowling.

Karen did her best not to make a disgusted face, or do anything to detract from the illusion just yet. She wanted to wait for the right opportunity, and a big enough crowd. Maya ''helped'' by tonguing her loveholes and commenting how ''real'' they tasted.

Finally Karen got her chance, when a fat sweaty guy with a huge greasy neckbeard dropped to his knees, and sniffed her butt, then used both hands to spread her rumpcheeks.

THe man was about to stick his tongue up her butt, when Karen took a page out of Maya's book, and bore down hard, blowing the noisiest fart she'd ever done, and sending the man coughing, gagging, and sputtering for air.

"Excuse me!" Karen said. "Must be the beans we had last night."

"Y...You..." The man stammered, still sputtering for air.

All around him, others who had been sniffing wet or dirty fingers, and even tasting it to see if it tasted anywyere near real, were disgusted and shocked they'd actually been sniffing and tasting real lovejuices and real shit.

"That's right, I'm the real Vice Admiral Karen." Karen said. "What's wrong, you all couldn't wait to get your dicks wet, imagining it was me when you thought I was just the latest plushie. You afraid to get your dicks dirty? Or perhaps you'd rather have some playtime with Maya here. Come on out, honey!"

An instant later, Maya came around the shelf she was behind, wearing the dominatrix outfit, and holding a wooden paddle and a pair of handcuffs. "S' which one a' y'all wants a spankin'?" she asked.

"No...thats not necessary.." or "Please, no!" was the general consensus.

when the crowd dispersed, Maya and Karen changed back into their trucker clothes, as the manager came up complaining about them driving the customers away. Maya dressed the manager down about using their images without asking, and they purchased several items before leaving.

After that, Maya watched Karen try on various types of sexy lingerie, which would have to be modified to suit her anatomy of course, but nonetheless looked very appealing. There wasn't anything that would fit Maya of course, so they'd also have to make a brief stop at a laundromat, as they'd been washing their clothes out in truckstop bathroom sinks for quite some time now, and even Karen's otherwise pristine pink undies had started to aqquire a few stains.

They picked up some new outfits for their boys back at the hotel too, and finally headed back out to their truck.

While Maya put everything away, Karen climbed in and tried to start the engine intending on getting the A/C going while Maya worked.

The old 8v-71 rolled over lazily a couple of times, gave a little chug and a puff of smoke, and then nothing as the starter just clicked.

"Dammit Jed, Ah told ya not t' be runnin the interior lights!" Maya said.

"I just woke up, I was asleep when you two got out." Jed replied.

"THe lights are on." Karen said. "Must have caught the switch with that big fluffy tail when you got out. My tail is the perfect size to not get caught on stuff like that...Seriously how do you LGD's get around with those huge things?"

"Jus natural fer me." Maya said. "An yeah Ah reckon Ah musta turned em on bah accident like that."

Maya got on the radio, and Big Daddy was on his way with jumper cables.

The heat was getting bad already, and to Jed's disgust, they both used one of those "thermal capsules'' while they waited. Relief was near instantaneous, but nonetheless even Maya couldn't help smiling in relief when Big Daddy arrived. Hearing that old peterbilt pull up beside them was the second best sound in the world at that moment. The best was once the cables were in place, and Big Daddy revved his engine to a fast idle, Karen tried it again, and the old detroit fired right up.

THey headed back to the truck stop, and Karen set about installing the replacement ECU in Flamerider's truck right away. Thankfully Karen's patch had held just idling, and the A/C had never failed, but nonetheless Flamerider was very relieved it didn't take Karen long to make the swap and once more they were back on the road.

......

Since Karen was driving again, Maya climbed back into the sleeper, and worked to get Jed in the mood. Or more specifically help him relax enough to have sex with her.

Maya's size still frightened Jed, and even though he'd been with Karen a few times, he still worried he might not get the angle right, or any number of things he feared might set Maya off. He hadn't seen Maya lose her temper yet, of course, but he'd also rarely seen her smile. Her usually stone-faced expression betrayed nothing as to what she felt, and that bothered him. Hearing the girls talk, he knew Karen had seen a lot of action too, and yet she was cheerful and playful, even seductive without trying to be. He knew of course she could go from this sensual lovegoddess, to a brutal soldier of fortune in an instant, having seen it happen, of course. Maya on the otherhand seemed to be the stone-faced soldier all the time.

"Y'need t' relax, Jed." Maya said, pulling the much smaller human onto her lap so she could massage his back, neck, and shoulders, as Tom, Karen, and others had often done for her. "Ah kin be gentle, y'see."

"That does feel nice!" Jed admitted. He was surprised how good Maya's rough calloused hands felt kneading his muscles like that. But even moreso he was surprised it didn't hurt. There was no sound of bones cracking, no swelling bruised flesh, only pleasant relaxing massage.

"When AH'm done then y'kin do me." Maya said. "Jus' remember y'kin use a lot more force."

"Ahh that's it....Sounds good too." Jed replied. He was really getting into the massage now. He still wasn't too keen on having to return the favor, but he was starting to warm up to the idea. Oddly enough he'd been having erotic fantasies lately about sucking Maya's teats like a pup, and riding Maya like a horse, but was too afraid to mention any of it.

"Y'know, yer pretty strong fer a human." Maya said, continuing to work Jed's muscles in just the right ways. "Ah know we promised t' take ya t' the Canid homeworld, but Ah'd be willin t' train ya if'n ya wanted t' sign on."

"Its a tempting offer, I'll have to think about." Jed said. "But if I agree, I would prefer if Karen trains me...No offense, its just...well, you're so big...and that cold stone-faced expression ypu always have...its scary."

"Shure Ah reckon that kin be arranged." Maya said.

"I would advise you to reconsider." Karen said. "My style of fighting relies heavily on agility. it would be very difficult, if not impossible for a human to master. your body simply was not designed to move or react that quickly."

I think I'll take my chances." Jed replied.

"Fair enuff." Maya said, taking off her shirt, "Alrahgt, yer turn, git bahind me an' do what Ah did."

Jed looked back, and seeing Maya's ten kuvasz teats looked puffy and full of milk, he immediately popped wood as hard as could be. Nonetheless he did as Maya asked.

Jed did his best to follow Maya's example, though using all his strength, Maya still insisted he push harder, or be rougher. He'd been working for a good ten minutes when Maya finally said, "Take off yer pants."

"What?" Jed asked, unsure if he'd heard correctly.

" S' gonna be easier t' have sex if'n y' take off yer pants." Maya said. "Yer dick's bin pokin mah ass the whole time ya bin workin, Ah know yer intrested."

.......

Back in Richmond, Hira, Dixie, and a few others were doing some toy shopping of their own. They had discovered the ''Maya'' and ''Karen'' plushies of course, but hadn't really given them much thought. Not until Kayla's oldest daughter Kassie said " Look at these. Think we can have some fun with the boys?"

"I think they would know right away." Dixie said. "But it would be fun to see their reactions."

"Look at the pricetag though!" Hira said. "Ouch!"

"Actually we have a special sale." the manager said. "Xian war veterans get 75% off all purchases for the rest of the month. You people saved our asses bigtime!"

"All in a day's work." Dixie replied. "We'll take them."

"Got anything kinkier?" Kassie asked. "I been seeing a Confederate soldier, Chuck, former crewman of the C.S.S. Louisiana.... and well, we were changing our pups this morning and Chuck made a comment about wanting to see me in a diaper."

"Oh your one of those. the man said. "We have that sort of thing back there in the back."

Kassie wasn't really all that into the idea, but as Hira pointed out, "padded rumps'' did feel nice. She hoped Chuck wouldn't take it any further than that, though.

After they made their purchases, picking up several other items as well, Hira asked; "How realistic are these?"

"I fucked a bitch before (feral) and the plushies certainly cant compare with the muscle control of the real thing, but the anatomy is spot-on, and the texture is pretty close." the manager said.

"Good enough." Hira said. And with that they left, carrying their purchases with them as they got on the bus to return to the Hotel. The "Maya" plush was difficult to manage but eventually they got it. Many people on the bus gave them all funny looks, no doubt thinking they were plushiephiles, but no one said anything, and soon they reached the hotel without incident. Chuck was mostly a mare-zoo, but he'd gotten involved with Kassie after several nights of binge-drinking celebrating victory had got him to not only get the shot from Doc Natalie, but also resulted in him having gotten Kassie pregnant as well. They weren't married, yet. At least not by Canid tradition. Captain Mike had conducted a small Earth wedding the other day, but the real thing would have to wait for Admiral Maya.

A very satisfied-looking Grace with a large brown-tinged cumstain in the back of her underwear led them into the commons area, and informed Kassie that she'd been watching the pups while Chuck was out. Grace explained that Chuck and Pokerface had gone to a zoo bar, and planned to visit the nearby ''relief stables'' afterward.

"Relief stables" and "relief kennels" were, as the name implies, places all over the Confederacy, where a zoo could pay to give Estrus relief to needy breeding animals. Of course having gotten the shot, meant Chuck had to wear a rubber, as he didn't want to impregnate someone else's mare.

"Hey dad! got you some presents!" Kassie told Tom.

Tom and Hank had somehow managed the positioning to double-knot Callie. Callie's size certainly helped of course.

The girls unloaded the bulk of the sex toys on a nearby table, and posed "Maya" and "Karen" in a dignified position with an arm around eachother on a nearby sofa. Even though the replicas were just sex toys, the girls' respect for their commanding officers was too great to do otherwise.

It wasn't until after they had both uncoupled, and licked themselves clean that Tom and Hank took notice. All the while Callie was still licking herself clean.

Hank's first reaction was "Oh shit, we're in trouble!.... Sorry Honey...Callie just ate too much cheese and we were giving her a cum enema, that's all."

Tom's first reaction was; "How'd you get here so quick Honey, come on, join the fun!"

It didn't take them long to figure out these were just plushies of course, though the synthetic scent had caused a moment's confusion.

"They're just plushies." Tom said.

"Thank the stars!" Hank said. "I thought we were in trouble!"

"Silly daddy!" Dixie said. "You know mom wouldn't care if she saw you with Callie."

"Yeah, its just...well you know how I was treated before." Hank said. "Some things you never forget."

"I'm glad I never found out." Tom said. "Come on, let's give these new toys a try!'

"Help me first, Daddy!" Kassie said, gesturing to the diapers they'd bought. "Remember when you used to do that...."

"Numb from a preg check? I didnt know Natalie was back." Tom said.

"She isn't, its...well... Chuck wants to see me in it." Kassie said. "Besides it brings back warm memories of when you'd come back smelling like jet fuel and turbine exhaust and do it for me since mom rarely left the bridge helm station."

"No problem, princess!" Tom said. then to Hank "Go ahead and get started I'll join you shorthly."

"Thanks dad!" Kassie said, clearing off a long coffee table before dropping her pants, and quickly ''assuming the position'' lying flat on the table. She pulled her knees up to her chest, and held her floofy wolf tail flat (to easier fit through the tail slot in the diaper) as Tom got the diaper ready.

Tom rubbed a bit of ''puppy oil'' on the wolf's canine anus, (Y) vulva, and lowermost teats as he would any pup to brotect againstirritation from urine or feces, and then set to work fitting Kassie with the diaper as she wanted.

"Don't worry dad I'm not gonna use it and make you change me." Kassie said. "Chuck just likes a padded rump."

"No worries princess, and I would do it anyway. your still my little princess no matter how many kills you rack up out there." Funny thing is, no one really knew if Kassie was Tom's, Hank's, or Mike's, as Kayla liked to sleep around, and her religion objected to a dna paternity test. Kayla thought the pups were Tom's and that had been good enough for him.

Seeing as they were on Earth, it was no surprise Tom had to use his "Johnny Reb" knife to make a tailslit as the diaper didnt already have one, but nonetheless he soon accomplished the task, and finally joined Hank in having some fun with the plushies.

Tom and Hank were both surprised at how good the plushies felt. Nothing like the real thing, of course, but it was, to quote Hank, "Like hearing Tom describe bitchsex back in highschool, but having not yet experienced it myself, imagining how it felt."

Hank was glad the "Karen" plush wasn't realistic in the way that it was perfectly clean. He knew these things wer mass produced, and he liked everyone to see his sweet Karen as such an untouchable goddess, above such dirty things. He didn't mind when Karen was dirty of course, he just didnt want other people thinking of her that way.

Tom on the otherhand was a bit miffed by how clean "Maya" was. It felt totally unnatural to him, and completely destroyed the illusion, as he knew Maya far to well. Even when she was "Clean" Maya was never spotless, as megacolon made getting totally cleaned out require a visit to Sick Bay, or a relaxaton spa that did colonics.

Kassie got up, and pulled her pants back up, then went to join her sister Leanne on one of the free sofas.

Leanne was more human looking, except for her tail ears and privates, but that didnt say a whole lot. Kayla would swear she looked like a female version of Tom (when he was still human), but Karen swore she had Hank's eyes, and Erika was certain she had Mike's cheekbone structure.

"Your lucky sis." Leanne said. "At least Chuck is only into diapers. My collie mate keeps me up at night with his playfulness, snd well you know...natural herding instincts."

"Yeah I guess so." Kassie said. "You'd think A night with Maya Jr. would have tired him out though."

"Hardly" Gemma, one of Tom and Belle's daughters, remarked. "You just don't understand natural collie urges, do you?"

.....

Reaper and Natalie returned the following morning. Of course Reaper struggled with her new body, but nonetheless she was looking well. Mike even said she looked "hot".

It wasnt surprising as Reaper now looked similar to Erika, although the brindle fur pattern Reaper had chosen made her look clearly unique.

.......................

A few days later, they all got a pleasant surprise, when Mabelle who was up early, caught sight of the old Detroit in the distance. Her sensitive canine ears could hear Maya downshifting, long before the humans ever heard the engine.

Hank, Tom, and many others all greeted the Admiral and Vice Admiral excitedly when they climbed down from the truck.

After all the excited sniffs, hugs, and kisses were over, Maya told the boys she loved their new look, and then instructed Jed to climb out of the truck. Right away Tom noticed the cut on the man's hand.

"He took the oath, he's one of us now." Karen said. "Get him settled, we have a plane to catch."

"Yeah." Maya said. "See you soon!"

While Tom and Hank led Jed inside, Maya and Karen headed to the airport terminal. They got there just in time to catch the last international flight of the night, which went to St Petersburg, Russia.

Maya had wanted to take economy seats, as she saw no reason to waste money on posh accomodations, but Karen reminded her they were on vacation, so they ended up flying first-class instead, and in the Confederacy's latest high-altitude supersonic jetliner as well.

The sound of those massive Afterburning Turbojets at full power put Maya out like a light, she slept better than she had in a long time, and didn't get up until Karen woke her many hours later to tell her they would be landing soon.

While Maya had slept, Karen socialized with the other passengers, and indulged in all their accomodations had to offer.

When they finally landed, Captain Dimitri Poloniev met them as they descended from the plane, and vouched for them as they all passed through security checkpoints. Once they were in a private hotel room he had rented, Dimitri poured them all a drink, and then said. "I have been trying to contact you, Admiral, but you did not answer."

"We's deliverin letters." Maya said. "Ah musta' fergot mah communicator on the ship."

"I had mine, in case of emergencies." Karen said.

"Yes I should have thought of that." Dimitri said, pausing to take a long drink.

Maya and Karen did the same.

"The reason I was trying to contact you, is good and bad. Good because of my new ship, but bad, because...." he hesitated, then, "Its Yuri's father Nikolai... He's dying, Maya. I thought maybe there something you can do. I seen your doctor do many miracles in the Expanse."

"What's wrong with 'im?" Maya asked.

"He has brain tumor." Dimitri said. "Is too big to remove surgically. At least for our doctors."

"I'm not a doctor, but from what I know of biology Natalie can most likely help him." Karen said. "But we will have to send for some medical equipment from the ship. I'll contact Natalie and have her beam up to the ship, then beam down to these coordinates right away." She took out her communicator to do just that, and moments later Natalie materialized just as Dimitri was pouring them another drink.

"Doctor Natalie?" Dimitri asked.

"Aye lad, and I'll be takin one of those too if ya doont mind." Natalie replied.

"Not at all, Doctor." Dimitri said, pouring her a drink as he spoke. "After you finish that, I have bus waiting to take us to the hospital. Its big bus, you will fit easily, Admiral, and after hospital, Svetlana can take you to deliver those letters. Svetlana is my sister."

"Sounds good t' me." Maya said.

A few drinks later, they all took the bus to the hospital, and Natalie took her time examining Nikolai thoroughly.

After what felt like an eternity, she finally said that it would be a simple surgery, ahe just needed to get some things from the ship, and they needed to get Yuri and Alexei's permission.

Nikolai was delirious, drifting in and out of consciousness. He still had some mental faculties as he recognized Maya (Dimitri must have told him she was coming, as they had never met), but beyond that he wasn't competent to make that kind of decision, so it fell to the next of kin.

Maya and Dimitri stayed with Nikolai, while Natalie beamed up for supplies, and Svetlana took Karen to go get Alexei, Yuri, (and Cletus as he was staying with them).

It didnt take long, and as soon as the boys gave their permission, Natalie set to work right away.

It was touch and go for a while, but after several hours in surgery, Natalie emerged to say Nikolai would make a full recovery, and regain full mental control.

They stayed until Nikolai finally came around. When he had fully shaken off the effects of whatever high-tech anaesthetic Doc Natalie had given him, he thanked Dimitri for bringing Maya to him, and thanked Maya, Karen, and their doctor for giving him his life back. Yuri and Alexei thanked Maya, Karen and Natalie enthusiastically for saving their father's life.

After that, Dimitri beamed up to his new ship, Natalie got on a plane back to Dixie, and Svetlana took the boys home, then proceeded to drive Maya around to deliver more of those letters.

Karen couldn't help thinking Svetlana must feel like a tour guide, pointing out various sights as they drove around St Petersburg. The woman's accent was even more pronounced than Dimitri's, but thanks to Molly's U.T, which they had in their collars, Maya and Karen understood her perfectly.

The cool climate was certainly a welcome change form the uncomfortable heat of the Confederacy. It made delivering the letters a little more pleasant. Well being the bearer of bad news is never pleasant, but it made it less unpleasant, anyway.

Svetlana reminded Maya of Dimitri, a lot. She could definately see the family resemblance It also brought back memories of late-night fleet meetings in the Expanse.

Eventually she actually brought it up. "I do not know what was like in the fleet. you know Dimitri well?"

"Shure 'nuff." Maya said. "T' use a human expression y' kin say we bin through hell an' back."

"We all have." Karen added.

"Then no charge." Svetlana said. "Any friends of Dimitri can ride my bus for free anytime."

" 's awful kind a' ya." Maya said.

"It is least I can do." Svetlana replied.

.............

After riding the bus all over St Petersburg, Moscow, and several other cities, they finally had all the Russian addressed letters delivered, and Svetlana got them back to the airport in time to catch thefirst Early Morning flight to the UK.

This time they both slept on the plane.

.........

As Dimitri had in Russia, captain Nigel Patterson was waiting when they stepped off the plane in London, England. They excanged pleasantries, and soon learned he too had a bus waiting. The captain insisted on treating the girls to dinner at his favorite Pub, before finally leaving them to their work, of course.

Fortunately the Queen Elizabeth hadn't lost too many pilots, and they were able to finish by midnight.

That left one more stop, and thankfully the bus got them to the air port in time to catch the 1AM flight to Hong Kong.

............

Again they slept on the plane, and again a familiar face, Captain Meilin Cheng, was waiting for them.

After a similar exchange of pleasantries, and perhaps the strangest meal yet, captain Cheng led them to a bus she had arranged to take them to deliver the letters, and once more they set to work.

It wasn't until around 4am they finally finished. Not because China had a lot of letters, but because the dense population slowed traffic a lot.

They finally caught the 6am flight back to Dixie, and once more slept on the plane.

When they finally landed in Richmond, Tom, and everyone greeted them very warmly, and then they spent the rest of the day cuddling and catching up.

In the privacy of their own room, Maya was Exploring Tom's new body, when he finally asked, "When's the last time you had a ''Puppy day", honey?"

"S' bin a while." Maya said. "Reckon it'll have t' wait though, we're beamin' up Tamarra."