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Chapter 9

The next morning Camilla woke up in the arms of her Anubis Tauren robot.

As it should have been, it was not asleep, but it made a happy and content impression. At least one could have the assumption, because one could not really tell.

"Good morning, my darling," he whispered in her left ear.

"Hello, my beloved Jackal God," Camilla breathed in return, blinking at him.

"How are you?"

"Right now I'm just happy and I never want it to end."

"If you want it to, it will."

"Do you sense any other changes in yourself?" the fox-wolf asked.

"Not internally, but apparently I shouldn't leave the suite again."

"What do you mean?"

"If I were to enter the hallway from now on, it should come as a shock to many."

Camilla broke free of his embrace and switched on the bedroom's overhead lights.

She flinched.

"The transformation is going faster than I thought. Perhaps Isis did a little too much of a good thing," Anubis sighed.

"I see it with amazement. Flesh and skin is already forming on your nose, as well as around your right eye," Camilla noted.

"Not only there," said the jackal-taur, pointing to his abdomen, "until now only my inner sex organ with the mating limb was organic, but now everything around it is already being remodeled." To confirm it, he embraced the once artificial penile pouch and pushed it back a little. Immediately the tip of the penis became visible and dripped down some mucus.

"You mean that the metallic structure is softened?"

"Yes, it becomes a nanopolymer, can adapt in extension and shape, is enveloped by flesh, skin, mucous membrane."

"That means you stay artificial, but it feels and reacts biologically?"

"That's exactly what it is, and it's happening faster than you think."

"How fast? What's your estimate?"

"I suspect I'll be able to leave the suite in a week. The not so flashy rest is completed a few days later," the Tauren robot reflected.

"That's very fast, and I'm thrilled."

"So am I. However, I removed my armament last night. That means I can only protect you in a purely physical way."

"Hmmm...we'll both be careful," Camilla whispered.

"Now I understand what Isis meant when she said we were both stupid. I hadn't thought about my weapons and shield at that moment, which are completely gone."

"Can you use the weapons like that?" asked Camilla.

"Yes, I will construct a carrying harness and an exoskeleton. Your equipment will be a bit too heavy in the long run with the 450 kilograms and the armament then."

"I can understand that. Then do that and if I can help, please let me know."

"I'll just let Isis know and she'll send me some technicians on Sirius A."

"Okay, you do that. I'm hungry now though. Should I have something sent up to the room?"

"Right now I don't feel I need anything like food."

"And you can't take a shower yet either, even though you desperately need one."

"I know, my sensors detect a distinct smell of coagulated protein."

"That's from your copious amounts of seminal fluid," Camilla teased.

"Which I don't even know if that fluid can even be called semen on me, or if there are sperm in it."

"Well, you haven't had a sac yet, at least I can't see any testicles on you."

"Maybe they're still inside," mused the Anubis robot.

"We'll see," Camilla concluded the thoughts and kissed him devotedly. "Now I'm going to take a shower."

While the fox-wolf washed the night's events from her fur and refreshed, Anubis reached for the ship's phone. "Isis!" he began after the pale human woman picked up the phone, "I need some technicians on Sirius A at the latest. The transformation has already begun and is progressing rapidly. I need an exoskeleton for the equipment and my weapons."

"I'll have a technician come to your suite immediately. I have my little helpers ready everywhere and at all times."

"I should have guessed as much," Anubis stated.

"And how was the night with your Camilla?" inquired Isis.

"It was long and very satisfying," he replied.

"Wait and see. You won't have the stamina much longer, so enjoy the time where it still works out almost continuously."

"Who are you talking to?" asked Camilla, who had just emerged from the shower.

"With Isis, my love. She has a technician on the ship, and he's helping me with the work."

"Is there anything this woman can't do?"

"Only very little," sounded from the receiver, "and finally send your stepbrother over to me. My lust is at its peak right now, and that should be of great use to him."

"I'll let him know when I see him."

There was a knock at the door.

"Come in!"

"Hello, sis," greeted Stephen, who stepped into the room.

"Come in and close the door," Camilla ordered. "I have your sweetheart on the phone just now. She's asking for you, or rather, some part of your body that you call your own."

"Tell her I'm on my way," the male wolf replied even more curtly and was gone faster than he was there.

"Now that's what I call a short gig," Anubis snapped.

"The pressure of youth. I don't begrudge him, and I don't begrudge her either by now."

"Even if they both kept interrupting us and even interrupted us just before we climaxed?" asked Anubis.

"Even then. After all, we more than made up for it that night."

"Isis said it would wear off on me," the robot noted.

"That may well be the case. It will depend on the physical condition of the day, psychological conditions, whether you still feel like me, and most of all it will depend on how you feel at all and you get an erection."

"That shouldn't really be the problem," the Tauren robot tried to reassure himself.

"Let me put it this way, it won't stop, but it will lessen a little. That's not a bad thing, because it'll be less for that, but more intense."

"And also more?"

"There will be automatic ejaculation of secretions if you are made to do it less often."

"Interesting," said the Anubis Taur still, shrugging his shoulders. "I'm supposed to say, by the way, that your stepbrother has just arrived and Isis is thankfully signing off, not wanting to be disturbed."

"All right. I'm off to the dining room now," Camilla announced.

"I'm going to try some water in the meantime."

"You don't want to put your electronics under water, do you?"

"No, but the smell of my genitals is overrunning everything I know by now. It stinks like dead fish, if I may use that comparison."

"That's the coagulated sperm, along with the glandular secretions. Rejoice, we will have children sooner or later, because this thing works excellently."

"And it itches. Let me put it this way: I'm just getting horny for you again and want to cum."

"I'm still going to eat something. After that, we'll both go on. I'll have to see if I can get your cock limp and your balls empty."

"You won't be able to, no matter how many times we do it together."

"You're a guy, a typical macho guy. God or not, you always think you can rule everything with your penis. But we women have an advantage you don't have. We are capable of a multiple orgasm, can, if everything fits dozens of times in a row without stopping. You climax, it blows the sauce out of your rod, and then the thing goes limp again."

"You haven't experienced that with me yet," Anubis justified himself.

"Nor are you more mechanical than organic. Whereas I'm beginning to get the feeling that you're not only Anubis and a jackal god, but that you also bring a potency to match. Last night I got the feeling you didn't want to stop at all."

"Och. It was so nice and warm and soft and moist inside you."

"No wonder, with that splendor of yours. You've lost half a horse on you."

"Please, it's not dragging on the ground yet."

"That may yet come, though I'm already getting scared when your testicles, which are definitely inside your body, descend through the sodden surface and collect in the scrotum."

"We'll see," the Anubis Tauren robot suddenly chuckled silly.

"You mean I'll see."

"Especially you, and I'm dragging it around with me."

"I'm off now. You can get started," Camilla closed the subject and left the suite.

Anubis looked at the door for a few more moments, simulated a deep breath, and went into the bathroom. He stepped in front of the full-length mirror.

His body surface shone metallically, was slightly dull. He was a typical Taur, his torso clearly distinguished from the more animalistic body. On the whole, his jackal head rose at a height of 170cm, while his body had a length of about 260cm, with a shoulder height of 110cm.

All in all, his external body proportions were in a very balanced measure. However, what would be added to his transformation and what would still be formed as an appendage, he did not know.

He turned slightly sideways, looked at his rear end, and watched as the new penis pocket moved between his hind legs. Nothing was metallic at this point anymore. He clearly saw slightly reddish, fleshy areas, saw how the elongated sheath began to bulge roundly at the rear and felt how the pressure increased at this point.

He turned his torso, leaned over sideways and reached around the penile sheath, carefully pushed the soft flesh backwards, not wanting to hurt it, exposed his penile body, pushed a little harder and with a short jerk the mating organ hung down freely, swelling the knot, forming a hard ball at the top.

The Tauren jackal gazed extensively at his manhood as it bobbed, filling more and more with blood, the knot presenting itself in its full size, and he got an eerie glow in his eyes. The glow of pride in this piece of flesh, in this lucky charm, the pleasure stick, the cock of lust.

"Okay, now some water," he muttered. "Where does Camilla keep the soap?"

He searched around the room a bit, took a few steps, and realized that his male splendor, while nice to look at when erect, was impressive, but rather a hindrance to normal movement. So his penis oscillated from left to right, banging sensitively against the inner thighs.

"Damn, if it's the same with the testicles then I'd better not have any," he noted meekly, reaching for the soap he had found.

Carefully, he took a washcloth, put some of the liquid soap on it and set to work.

Just the first touch of the cloth to his sensitive penis made him yelp.

'It won't work like that,' he sighed inwardly, walked to the shower and looked at the cubicle. 'What's going to happen to me anyway? I'm waterproof. Besides, an extensive cleansing should do me good anyway.'

So he mixed up a pleasant temperature and stood under the gentle waterfall, letting the wet run over his body.

Dust, lubricating oils, vaginal secretions and ejaculate residues collected in the drain, flowed off and the scent he emitted became noticeably fresher.

A few minutes later Camilla walked in the door, heard the shower and rushed into the bathroom.

"What's going on here?" she asked, irritated and concerned.

"As long as no one blows a hole in my hull, I'm waterproof. With all the conversion stuff, our discussions, my sudden feelings, my pleasurable sensations, I'm so messed up that I forgot I was waterproof. I could even dive," the Anubis Taur justified himself.

"You're not alone in that. I could have figured it out myself. How was the shower?"

"Very pleasant, and I'm clean again."

"Yes, it's plain to see," Camilla mused, looking at her Anubis extensively from all sides. "Is it within the realm of possibility that the water activated your cell growth from the surface more, or was there just dirt in some places?"

"What do you mean?"

"I see significantly more areas of fresh flesh."

"I don't have the information on that. But Isis should know."

Camilla went to the phone and called Isis's cabin.

"I'm listening," the goddess mewled into the receiver.

"Sorry to bother you, but is cell growth in Anubis enhanced by contact with water? He couldn't give me an answer there."

"Yes, it's within the realm of possibility, but don't push it. And now leave me alone. I'm having fun right now and I don't want to be interrupted anymore."

Camilla hung up the phone and looked at Anubis. "Sure thing," escaped the fox-wolf, "my stepbrother is with her."

"Oh, did we interrupt something?" quipped Anubis.

"Yes. That makes us even."

"What did she say?"

"It's possible, but we're not supposed to push it too much."

"Good, so what do we do now?"

"I don't know. What would you suggest?"

"I'm horny. When I went to clean my penis, it swelled completely and I felt the pleasure in my abdomen. Felt everything contracting and wanting only one thing."

"Why don't you tell me you're horny for squirting and need my pussy," Camilla stated.

"Do you want to?"

The fox-wolf said nothing, literally ripping off her clothes and pushing the Tauren robot toward the bed. "About time to break in my Anubis and not get ridden for a change."

He understood the innuendo, sat on the bed, crawled higher, lay on his side, turned his lower body so his legs were sticking up in the air, and spread his thighs. "Take me, my mistress," he breathed more commanding than pleading.

"You bet I will," she was still saying, and at the same moment she was squatting on top of him, had grasped his penis, which was already half hollowed out, pressed the tip between her labia and began to ride his pleasure stem, moving up and down greedily.

Quickly swelling completely, Anubis bent his torso to his fox-wolf, embraced her, and began sucking on her nipples.

Camilla squinted her eyes, bared her teeth, and gave a growling moan. She was trembling all over. Where had he been for so long? Why was he with her only now?

She didn't even want these questions answered, because he was there now and would stay. He was there and more than that. He was the purest sex machine, he was a pleasure god, the reincarnation of a fuck animal, a stallion, horniness in its purest jackal form.

She rode him, his cock deep in her pussy, his mating monster stretching her labia as far as it would go, his knot rubbing against her hard, big clit.

Just at the beginning of her act, the hell-gate of pure lust opened, engulfing her and Anubis at the same time.

If she let herself fall on his lap in her greed, he pressed against hers at the same moment, if they met in lust, if he drove his magnificent penis through her vagina like a hammer, if he hit her uterine mouth, Camilla was not only wet, but wet, so that the knot slid into her vulva without resistance, the male got stuck inside her and landed with the tip of his penis in her uterus.

Camilla cried out, partly horrified, partly overcome by her horniness so that she did not feel the pain. "Come with me, I'm almost ready," she screamed.

Anubis didn't feel any different. He growled loudly as his knot was pressed into the much too tight vagina and he could no longer hold back his ejaculation. "I can't take it any longer," he pressed out, "I'm going to cum."

Both climaxed at the same time, their souls united, both entwined in a completely different sphere, they danced with each other with lust, they bit into each other in a frenzy of greed, their bodies exploded in a wave of incandescent heat, both shone like a supernova.

Exhausted, Camilla sank down on Anubis, he held tightly, both of their juices ran out of their insides, flowed over their abdomens and soaked the sheets.