{"sf1_id":1719020,"sf2_id":"bebAOra1","title":"Understanding","author":"Benji Bay","words":4498,"posted_at":"2021-05-17T01:28:00.000Z","tags":["Anal","Cock","Equine","Goo","Horse","Oviposition","Penis","Tentacles"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/1719020-understanding","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/bebAOra1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/ab/27/ab270aa3-01c7-4d3c-80b9-91d4495e7b14","description":"On a far-off planet, a survey team heads off on a mission. One member, however, has a rather unusual encounter.","content":"\"I fucking hate the jungle. I'm pretty sure my climate control unit is broken,\" Benji grumped as\n\nhe tromped through the thick growth. His filtered breaths came hard through the speaker as he panted\n\nfrom the effort of traversing the tangled mess. \"How far to the next sample station?\"\n\nHis smaller companion turned her own suited frame halfway towards him as she ambled easily\n\nover the thick roots and treacherous vines. \"Quit whining, you big baby. We've only got another\n\nkilometer or so to go if the GPS link is working right. You want me to look at that helmet of yours?\"\n\n\"Please,\" the larger male huffed, reaching to work the seals on his helmet, \"I'm boiling alive in\n\nhere.\"\n\n\"Benji! I meant when we get back. You know we haven't finished atmospheric surveys. For all\n\nwe know, you pop that seal and your face will melt,\" the female admonished, nimbly hopping over a\n\nlarge fallen tree as they continue onward.\n\nBenji stopped, adjusting the straps on the large backpack he carried full of various survey\n\ndevices and half their needed rations and supplies. \"Fine, but I'm going to need, like, three showers\n\nafter this.\" He stomped a large foot onto the fallen log, easily snapping it as he followed his\n\ncompanion. His bulky frame snagged on another low-hanging vine and he pulled it off in frustration. \"I\n\nswear this place was designed to annoy me.\"\n\nThe lithe female stopped and turned to regard him for a moment, then started back towards him.\n\n\"Ok big guy, drop the pack, let me check your suit's externals. If I'm going to drag you with me another\n\nclick, I'd rather have you not whine every single meter of it.\" Benji nodded gratefully and dropped his\n\nload onto the green floor beneath him. He kneeled and turned so his smaller companion could reach his\n\nbroad back.\n\n\"Thanks, Elsie. I'll try and keep the complaints to a minimum. I'm just not built for heat, you\n\nknow that.\"\n\n\"Of course, Benji. And hey, if you need three showers later, maybe I can join you for one,\" her\n\nvoice practically purred out of the speakers of her own helmet as she stepped up and activated the suit's\n\nstatus panel. She tapped a few inputs and then hummed to herself appreciatively. \"Yeah, your climate\n\ncontrol's busted again. Looks like you've got a short somewhere in that brain bucket of yours. Maybe if\n\nyou had a smaller head you'd have fewer wires to short.\"\n\n\"Har har, smartass. I'm going to make you pay for those words in the showers later,\" Benji said,\n\nhis voice carrying an audible grin. \"Anything you can do about it now?\"\n\nElsie grabbed the chin of her own helmet and thought a moment. She knelt down and pulled a\n\nsmall bottle from the bag Benji carried and clipped it into a small port on his shoulder. \"There, you get\n\nmy extra water ration. Don't waste it. We'll also try and make our stay out here as short as possible for\n\nyou.\"\n\nBenji stood, grabbing the pack and shouldering it again. He looked down at the feline who was\n\nalmost exactly half his size and chuckled, \"Why thank you, kind overlord. This horse appreciates your\n\nmercy.\" Elsie giggled and lightly punched the towering equine's large thigh. She bounded back up the\n\ntangle of roots and beckoned him to follow. \"Onward, noble steed! Our task awaits!\"\n\nThe horse groaned through his helmet, stomping flat more overgrowth in his effort to follow\n\nElsie. He silently grumbled to himself as his eyes locked on the swaying backside of the small female\n\nambling around in front of him. A grin climbed his face as he imagined cornering her in the locker\n\nrooms later and having her pay him back for playing pack horse on yet another mission. His mind\n\ncreated a wonderful array of scenarios and situations, his body and hers pressed together in pleasure.\n\nThe thoughts not only took his mind off his sweltering situation but created a new problem for him in\n\nthe form of a growing tightness in his jumpsuit.\n\nHe stopped to adjust his bulge and pulled the heavy pack farther up his shoulders and attached\n\nthe back support to his suit's frame. Elsie continued ever onwards, following the GPS beacon on their\n\nHUDs that had been dropped by an earlier aerial flyby. The meters ticked away slowly as he worked up\n\na hellish sweat and a decent boner, his mind doing its best to distract him. He took the drinking straw in\n\nhis helmet into his mouth and drained water from his reserves as he watched Elsie climb over a\n\nparticularly nasty tangle of fallen trees and vines. Sizing up the obstacle, he sighed as he realized that\n\nhis size was going to work against him on this one. He was practically boxed in by the huge roots of a\n\ntree probably 5 meters across and had to either back track a few minutes down his cleared path or find\n\nsome way through this jumble.\n\nDucking low under a vine as thick as his forearm, he saw a small tunnel probably left by some\n\nburrowing animal just barely wide enough for him to fit through. Dropping his pack to the soft ground,\n\nhe crawled forward on his hands and knees and dragged the heavy bag behind him. The tunnel was less\n\na burrow and more a small path chewed through the undergrowth and the overhead greenery turned his\n\nworld a deep emerald. The tunnel continued about a dozen meters before opening back onto a clearing\n\nbeyond the huge tree. He dusted himself off and picked up his burden, looking around to reacquire the\n\nbeacon on his visor's HUD.\n\n\"Elsie, you still nearby?\" Benji called out into the jungle, looking around for the slim, white-suited\n\nfeline as he stomped more jungle vegetation flat. He waited for a heartbeat before calling out\n\nagain, \"Elsie?\" He strained his ears, hoping to hear the telltale crunch of a boot on the ground or\n\nvegetation. He dropped his head and sighed, \"She's gonna owe me double for this. Leaving me behind!\n\nThe nerve of that frisky little cat.\"\n\nHe climbed over another thick root and tried to find his friend's nimble form through the dense\n\ngreens and browns of the imprisoning jungle. Finding nothing, he dropped down and heard a soft crack\n\nas the ground vibrated beneath him gently. Spreading his arms wide, he scanned side to side in an\n\nattempt to find the source of the shaking. As the shuddering beneath his hooves calmed, he raised\u0026nbsp;back to\n\nhis full height and gingerly steppedforward, testing the ground. After several steps, he was satisfied with\n\nthe sureness of his footing and continued onward. Several minutes later, he came upon an open\n\nclearing, sunlight lancing down onto the bare jungle ground. Checking his HUD, he realized he was\n\nalmost to his goal, probably only a couple hundred meters of rough ground to go.\n\nSucking on his drink straw again, he found his water empty and groaned. He came to the center\n\nof the clearing and dropped his pack to the ground, opening its top and grabbing another 1-liter bottle\n\nto exchange with his spent one. Reaching his thick arm across his back, he clipped the new bottle into\n\nits slot and deposits the old one in the backpack. Sucking down fresh water, he looked at the sky, the\n\nbright orange orb slightly off the yellow he was used to on his own homeworld. Dropping his eyes back\n\ndown, he sat on the rigid frame of the backpack.\n\nAs his full weight came to rest on the rigid polymer, he heard yet another crack and felt the\n\nground shudder beneath him anew. Looking around in surprise, he searched the treeline for a hidden\n\ncreature, expecting to see a large herbivore or a stalking predator. Finding nothing, he heaved a sigh of\n\nfrustration before the shudder deepened and the crack turned into a loud bang, the ground beneath him\n\nsinking a couple feet. Benji hopped to his feet in a panic, grabbing his pack and starting to dash\n\ntowards the rim of the clearing. He managed only a few steps before his heavy footsteps punched\n\nthrough the unseen top of some hidden hole, causing his weight to lurch forward and putting his full\n\nbulk directly on to the now fragile ground covering. With a final sharp report, his view wheeled\n\nsuddenly as he tumbled down into the unseen hole and he managed to catch a glimpse of brilliant blue\n\nbefore the sky was replaced by the deep green of the sun filtered through plant growth. His view turned\n\nslightly and he caught a glimpse of shiny gray before he felt his helmeted head strike something hard\n\nand his world went black.\n\nConsciousness returned slowly, his first bit of awareness was the sensation of cool wetness on\n\nhis forehead. Grimacing, he blinked the fog from his eyes and moved to wipe his brow. The rough\n\ncomposite swiping across his broad forehead was a relief for the space of about three heartbeats before\n\nhis brain reasserted more control over his actions. His eyes shot open, the daze sharpening rapidly with\n\na boost from his adrenaline as he saw that his visor had been cracked wide open across the broad\n\nforehead and several more spidery cracks snaked across the lower faceplate. Turning on his side, he\n\nscrambled for a few moments looking for the backpack that contained his spare before his eyes caught\n\nthe sight of the white polymer and composite hanging at least 6 or 7 meters over his head from a tree\n\nroot.\n\nPanic hits him hard, realizing that he'll have to take a breath soon and then he could be dead. He\n\nlooked around the hole he found himself in and slowly his rational mind pushed out the flight impulse\n\nhis kind was notorious for. You were unconscious with a broken faceplate for an unknown amount of\n\ntime. If you were going to die, you would've done so already. Taking several shuddering breaths, his\n\nheart hammered in his chest as he tried to clear his addled brain and figure out what was going on.\n\nTaking a second look at his surroundings, he worked the seals off his helmet and tossed the useless\n\npiece of his uniform to the stone floor.\n\nBenji found himself standing at the bottom of a rocky tumble of stones that stopped at the edge\n\nof what appeared to be a natural aquifer, the cool water shimmering green in the filtered light. The cave\n\nwas roughly oblong in shape and about 10 meters at its widest point. The hole in the undergrowth that\n\nhe punched through on his tumbling descent had to be at least 20 meters above him, the climb easy but\n\npointless as the distance from the rockfall to the edge of the hole had to be at least twice his height of\n\nslick, mossy rock. Off to one side of the cave, a passage slightly smaller than him pushed into the\n\ndarkness, the sound of running water echoing from it.\n\nWell, nowhere else to go but onward. Benji thought, abandoning his backpack and checking his\n\nchest harness for its shoulder flashlight. Slapping the small LED a few times, it flicked\u0026nbsp;to life and\n\nspeared the dark passage with a clean white beam of light. The passage went far enough in to not be\n\ncompletely revealed by the flashlight, but it didn't sound too deep if he could hear what sounded like a\n\nstream relatively close by. Following the cramped natural tunnel, the horse came out into a large, water-filled\n\ncave lit again by the deep greens of overhead plants. The running water revealed itself to be a\n\nstream dropping down from overhead, a dense tangle of ladderlike vines climbing up the side of this\n\ncave.\n\nFinally! An exit! Benji thought excitedly. Stepping up to the wall, he grabbed one of the vines\n\nand tugged on it to test its ability to support his weight. Finding the thick green length firmly attached,\n\nhe put his full weight onto it and started to pull himself up the wall. He managed to pull himself a few\n\nmeters off the ground before noticed the shiny, wet vine he was using to support himself was actually\n\nstarting to wrap tightly around his forearm. Recoiling in surprise, he released the object and dropped\n\nthe distance of his climb almost directly onto his back. Expecting sharp pain from his sudden descent,\n\nhis blood ran cold when he instead felt a cushy \"splat\" and felt his descent cushioned. Scrambling to\n\nhis feet, he turned to find that he had landed in a puddle of green ooze, the thick strands on the walls\n\nattached to it and slowly retracting.\n\nHis flight instinct grabbed his senses again and he fled the chamber back towards where he fell.\n\nAs he entered the first room, his booted feet slapped wetly over the stones of the cavern and he turned\n\nto look back up the passage. He waited a dozen heartbeats but saw no pursuit. Heaving a sigh of relief\n\nhe turned to regard the cavern wall, trying to find an exit. He was halfway through formulating a plan\n\nof escape when he felt a cold tickle at the base of his thick neck. Slapping a hand to his back, he felt the\n\nsame cool wetness he felt when the vine-tentacle grabbed him earlier and he spun to face his assailant.\n\nHis movement was arrested slightly by what felt like a heavy blanket on his back and as he\n\nturned, he saw that the aquifer he had initially identified was, in fact, another one of those green slime\n\ncreatures and it had worked its way quietly up the back of his suit. As he tried to pry the wet appendage\n\nfrom his back, he saw that a vague shape started to rise from the puddle. It rapidly gained form as he\n\nwatched, rising to roughly his height and dimensions until it slowly gained definition and he found\n\nhimself looking in a gooey green mirror.\n\nHis struggle to free himself calmed as he regarded the emerald reproduction of himself, down to\n\nthe synthetic stitching on the creature's mock jumpsuit. His arms came away from his neck as he felt\n\nthe slimy wetness retreat as well and he stepped closer to the gooey recreation of himself. \"What the\n\nfuck?\" He asked aloud. He nearly recoiled in surprise as his doppelganger's broad face mimicked his\n\nown, soundlessly following his movements. His curiosity mounting, he advanced closer and saw the\n\nslime slide silently closer as well. He cocked his head to one side as his duplicate did the same.\n\n\"What are you?\" Benji said, his eyes traveling the whole length of the creature. His eyes ended\n\nas they came to the deep green pool that replaced his own feet. The creature moved closer, replicating\n\nhis own speech again. It reached out towards Benji, now displaying its own initiative and closing the\n\ngap between them. The emerald face of the goo-horse showed intense curiosity of its own as it ran a\n\nhand up the side of Benji's arm before prodding gently into the thick bicep close to his shoulder joint.\n\nThe goo then turned to its own form and pushed a replica-finger into its own bicep and watched as the\n\ngelatinous surface sunk deeper than the horse's flesh could've managed. The goo's face watched in\n\nfascination, then looked back at its counterpart. The hand reached back out again towards Benji's face\n\nand the horse decided to mirror the slime, shakily running his fingers over the slick surface of the\n\ncopycat. As his fingers came in contact with the creature's \"face\" he felt a strange tingle under his\n\nfingertips that seem to run the length of his arm, bathing him in a soft warmth that sped his heart rate.\n\nHis eyes widen for a moment until the slime's own fingers touched his cheek and a spike of the same\n\nwarmth shot straight to his brain and left him with a flushed sensation across his body as well as a\n\nstrange tingle in what felt like the back of his skull. As the creature ran its copied hands over his\n\nexposed flesh, the flush grew to a heat he knew well as the tingle bloomed into pressure on his own\n\nmind.\n\n\"What... what are you doing to me?\" He asked quietly, his breath coming out quicker as his\n\nheart thumped in his chest. The slime gently pulled him closer by the back of his neck and the pressure\n\nseemed to wash over his thoughts with a quiet urge to study him. His eyes searched the goo-face and a\n\nsudden realization dawned on him. \"You're... trying to talk to me?\" He practically whispered as lust\n\nbegan to mount in his body as his mind opened to the presence of the strange creature.\n\nThe slime cocked its head in a mimic of his own confusion earlier, then nodded slowly as if\n\ntesting the action. Then it nodded again more vigorously and touched a slimy forefinger to his forehead\n\nbefore pointing to its own face. Benji felt the finger poke like a bolt of hot lighting to his senses and he\n\nfelt his jumpsuit tenting as he felt the goo's mind further bridge onto his. Then he got vague\n\nimpressions of images and sounds, \"language\" to a creature without words. In his mind, he saw himself\n\nand the goo in close contact, the amorphous mass pressed gently to his forehead. Then, he was given an\n\nimage of a blooming flower, then an image of himself, then the same forehead contact it started with.\n\nAll the while, his body strained against the confines of his suit, this contact driving his body into\n\noverdrive.\n\nBenji began to pant as he felt his suit become oppressively hot and tight, looking down to the\n\nclasps then back up to his counterpart, silently questioning the creature with his eyes. If it wanted to eat\n\nme, it could've done so already. He thought, an echo of his earlier pragmatic assessment. Reaching up\n\nwith shaking hands, he undid the seals and snaps on his suit, his broad chest cooling rapidly in the\n\ndamp cave as he worked downward until he came to the point he was most unsure of. He paused for a\n\nhandful of rapid heartbeats before releasing the belt on his suit and pushing it off of himself, his equine\n\nmember spilling out over its prison as he freed himself. His first sensation was one of immense relief as\n\nthe cool air of the cave washed over him. His next was that of slick wetness pressing into him, the goo\n\nlosing some of its mimicked form as it embraced him. His member twitched as he felt the slick body of\n\nthe slime slide up his front, the equine head slowly reshaping itself into something different.\n\nHe watched in a somewhat distracted fascination as his counterpart slowly took on the form of\n\nwhat vaguely resembled one of the canines from the aerial survey team, the pointed ears widening and\n\nthe muzzle shortening. Then, it took on a far more familiar shape as its head and ears rounded out.\n\nElsie ran into you, too, huh? He thought as the goo took on the familiar face of his friend, even\n\nreplicating her half-torn ear from an old survey accident. \"Is she here somewhere?\" He asked.\u0026nbsp;\n\nThe bridge pressed on him the impression of a bigger cave, then a short walk north, then flashed\n\nthe image of his friend kneeling over a survey beacon. \"So she hasn't run into you like I have, but she's\n\ntouched you?\" The goo nodded and smiled, wrapping gently around his body as his cock hardened\n\nunder its gentle pressure. The slime's arms wrapped him in a gentle hug as its mass began to climb the\n\nback of his legs and down his back. As it did, it again sent the image of a blooming flower but was then\n\nfollowed by an image of the slime in duplicate. Benji cocked his head in confusion, then gasped as he\n\nfelt a gentle pressure grab his shaft in earnest, slippery wetness sliding up his heavy shaft and gently\n\nsqueezing his large balls. Alongside the pressure, the images of a seed, the blooming flower, and then\n\nthe goo crowd repeated.\n\nAnd then it hit him. \"You want to breed,\" he gulped nervously. His mind raced as he felt his\n\nbody continue to surrender to the careful work of the shapeshifter wrapped around him. It nodded\n\ngently, smiling all the while as it continued to pump his shaft rhythmically. He couldn't deny the\n\ncreature was skilled as it worked him up, the contact having already made him more than ready. As the\n\ngood finished wrapping him in its cool embrace, he sighed softly as he felt his cock surge in pleasure.\n\nHe leaned back slightly into its embrace and relaxed, realizing that it was far too late to object now.\n\nThe goo supported his weight effortlessly and slowly drew their joined forms back towards the\n\nrim of its pool. It stroked him gently working him up to full flare before slowing down to tease him at\n\nhis edge. It settled him down with his head resting on the rim of the pool and continued to edge his\n\nrelease, massaging his whole body at the same time. The slime's head slid into his view as he moaned\n\nsoftly in bliss. \"Y-you're good at this,\" he cooed softly. The creature smiled again and worked speed\n\nback up again. Feeling his climax approaching, he looked down his body to where the slime stroke him\n\ninside its form and watched as his orgasm sent a shudder of pleasure through him. With a gasp and a\n\ngrunt, he felt his balls clench and then watched as his seed mingled with the emerald of the creature's\n\nbody before slowly being drawn down out of sight. The slime slowed its movements, switching to a\n\nslow milking motion as Benji dropped his head back. He sighed in delight as he felt his climax leave\n\nhim.\n\n\"Happy to h-help,\" he chuckled to the slime. It cocked its head at him with a coy smile then sent\n\nan image of himself, then the seed, then the goo crowd. With the last image, he felt\u0026nbsp;pressure at his\n\ntailhole and his eyes shot open. \"W-wait a second. I thought you wanted my seed!\" The slime nodded\n\nas the pressure increased, a thick tendril of slime pushing into his back end. He grunted as the creature\n\npushed into his hole, thankfully not his first experience to such things. It sent the image of the seed, of\n\nhim, of the seed, of the blooming flower, of the goo crowd and then he felt a radiating warmth hit his\n\nbody as he realized that it meant him no harm.\n\nThe tentacle in his tailhole thickened with every passing moment, gently spreading him wider\n\nand wider in preparation for a purpose Benji could guess at. Meanwhile, it hadn't stopped stroking his\n\nflagging member or massaging his body, keeping him content and relaxed as he awaited its next move.\n\nHe didn't have to wait long, as he felt a sudden hard pressure at his tailhole quite unlike the pliable\n\npressure of the tendril probing his rump. Shifting to get a better look at what awaited him, he could just\n\nbarely make out about half a dozen milky-green orbs the size of baseballs lined up in a neat row that\n\ndisappeared under his muscled flank. Looking up at his captor and partner, he saw a look of concern on\n\nits feline face. He paused for a moment in thought, then nodded and attempted to relax his hole for the\n\nthing.\n\nSeeing his assent, the creature renewed its pressure on his asshole, the baseball-sized egg\n\npressing ever deeper into him. He moaned hard and loud as he felt the large object press against his\n\nprostate, forcing his flagging dick to eject a half-hearted spurt of precum into the creature. Then it was\n\ninside and he felt it nestle somewhere deep in his innards, a warmth blooming for where it lay. He only\n\nhad a moment to marvel at the ease of it before he felt another follow suit, then another. In all, he felt 6\n\nlarge orbs press into him, the last one barely noticed as his body twitched in overstimulation and his gut\n\nslightly rounded from its new occupants.\n\nThe slime held him like that for a while. Benji wasn't quite sure how long. His only awareness\n\nwas a sense of content warmth in his lower belly and a radiating warmth surrounding the rest of him.\n\nThen, the warmth cooled and he felt the slime shifting him up and out again, laying him gently on the\n\nslick stone of the cavern floor next to his discarded jumpsuit. He lay there panting for what felt like\n\nminutes as his body spun down from what just happened.\n\n\"Be safe, Eggbearer,\" came a soft, melodious voice in the back of his mind. He startled and\n\nlooked up at the emerald copycat. Yes, with the joining complete, you can now hear our thoughts. It\n\nsmiled down at him the feline appearance melting away to a more amorphous shape it had before\n\ncopying his own face.\n\n\"What happens now, then?\" He asked, slowly rising to his hooves and gathering his outfit. He\n\nturned to look up at the hole in the ceiling and saw another tendril pulling thick ropes of vine down as a\n\nsecond retrieved his backpack, gently lowering it into his hands. He regarded the slime with a strange\n\nwash of emotions as he donned his jumpsuit, leaving everything above the belt open as his now slightly\n\nbulged form prevented the skin-tight suit from closing.\n\nYou leave this place, rejoin your friends. Tell them of us and what we did. Tell them we wish to\n\nbe friends in turn. We hunger to learn more of you and your kind, the slime said as it helped him ascend\n\nout of the cavern. Benji rested a hand on his belly and looked back at the pool, then up to the vineladder\n\nthat it had created for him. \"Are you staying here?\" He asked uncertainly, suddenly not wanting\n\nto leave. \"You carry us in you, Eggbearer. As long as you carry the eggs, you carry us with you. Go now.\n\nBe safe. We shall see you again,\" it cooed reassuringly into his mind. Benji nodded, adjusting his pack\n\nagain out of habit before scaling the thick vegetation and leaving the hidden chamber. He looked down\n\nthe hole a moment longer before looking around, trying to find his bearings. Then, he felt that familiar\n\npressure on the back of his mind point him vaguely northeast with friendly urging. He smiled and\n\nrested a hand idly on his belly, pressing onward into the jungle.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}