Anything You Desire
#1 of Sci-Fi
Anything You Desire
Violet Fawkes
The transport shuttle approached the hangar, He read the slogan emblazoned above the massive bulkhead to himself, "Golden Fantasy Resort Station. Anything You Desire, just a button press away." It sounded corny, but Jack had been rather insistent they come here for their vacation.
The shuttle locked into place, it was time to disembark onto the station. Kacey was nervous about the idea at first, going somewhere so elicit, but he trusted his boyfriend. Besides, it'd been ages since Jack had been this excited about anything. But, even now, at the precipice of their weekend getaway, he had cold feet. That is, until a familiar firm hand worked its way around his waist.
"Ready to go Babe?" Jack's voice was warm and sweet in his ears. It always managed to put Kacey at ease, no matter how lost he was in his own thoughts.
"Y- yeah. Just.. a little nervous." The fox replied sheepishly.
"Would it help if I carried you?" The stallion's hot breath caressed his ear. Instantly, Kacey's face went cherry red. He couldn't even speak, but he nodded his head vigorously.
"Good." Jack whispered, nipping his ear. With a single swift motion, Kacey found himself off his feet in the arms of his dashing boyfriend. Given how tall Jack was, it probably wasn't unusual for him to lift his partners. Kacey, however, was a good inch taller than him, making the position a bit awkward for both of them.
Kacey felt a wide mix of emotions. He was still a little nervous, but he was also a bit groggy from the flight. They'd boarded incredibly early and it had been a decently long trip. He let his negative emotions melt into the warmth of his lover's embrace, in this moment, he felt safe.
Despite how advanced everything else on the station looked, its transit systems were pretty obsolete. It would take them at least half an hour to get to their room. This left Kacey plenty of time to relax in Jack's arms. He took a moment to inspect as much of his boyfriend as he could: the luster of his short black coat, the way his platinum hair parted and flowed, even his goatee which seemed a little silly sometimes.
It was so easy to lose track of time when cradled in the arms of a lover, yet it felt to Kacey as though only a moment had passed when Jack finally stopped in front of a door.
"Can I get a hand with the door, hon." Jack rocked him gently, rousing him from his daydream.
"Oh, right." Kacey reached for the handle. The door was already programmed to recognize the two of them, and slid aside at the touch of his hand.
Inside, the room was pure white. Not a room which contained white objects, but a seemingly empty void which somehow stretched beyond the physical limits of the room. Jack set him down and Kacey stepped inside.
"It's empty?" Kacey tilting his head.
"For now it is, but look at this" Jack responded, reaching for a pocket of tablet devices hanging next to the door. He handed one to Kacey and took one for himself. The top of the device simply read "menu" and it currently listed a number of vague categories.
"I don't get it."
"Well, it's like I was saying..." Jack began, typing eagerly at the device "this is a place where you can do anything you could ever dream of."
"So," he continued "if you want a tropical getaway..." he pressed a final key and the room began to take shape. Suddenly, the room was filled with a warm summer breeze that blew through almost translucent drapes. The floors and walls were constructed of bamboo and the room itself seemed to be an actual treehouse, jungle, beach, and actual tree included.
"A- and... we can do anything?" Kacey asked, once more turning bright red.
"Absolutely anything." The stallion confirmed, hurriedly flipping through the menu.
"No judging?" Kacey shrunk into himself in embarrassment.
Jack kissed him softly. "Of course. I love you babe"
Kacey reciprocated the kiss. As much as he wanted to examine everything the menu had to offer, they had the room for three days and he had more important things on his mind in that moment. It seemed his boyfriend had a very similar train of thought as both of them threw their hands under the other's shirt, clawing desperately to free their bodies.
In a smooth, practiced, gesture, both shirts were removed. Jack put a hand on either of Kacey's shoulders and gently guided the fox to his knees. Kacey eagerly followed his lead and unzipped the stallion's fly, revealing a lack of underwear beneath, giving Kacey easy access to all 14 inches he had to offer. Kacey began to run his tongue down the length.
Jack let out a slight moan as he reached the end of the shaft and moved on to massaging his balls with his tongue. With what little focus he could muster, Jack pulled up the menu and tapped in a few more items. He tousled Kacey's hair to get his attention and reveal what he'd ordered.
"May I offer you a glass of champagne? Some weed perhaps?" Jack performed a silly fake British accent.
With a giggle, Kacey took a blunt from Jack and took a long drag. "Love this," he said through a thick plume of smoke, "but I had a different drink in mind." he said, handing the blunt back to Jack.
Kacey wrapped his lips delicately around Jack's head, hot breath pushing aside the last wisps of smoke as he let his lips part around it. Kacey watched his lover lean back and relax into the pleasure, some of the champagne spilling out as he leaned distractedly.
With a garbled chuckle, he explored further, letting a good four inches past his lips. He started slowly working his tongue, gently massaging the shaft. He rocked his head back and forth, taking more in on each successive stroke until his mouth was completely full and Jack's girth brushed ever so slightly against his canines.
Jack let out a long, smokey, breath. At some point he had thrown the champagne aside entirely. Kacey wasn't sure if it was an intentional decision or a reflex carried out in rapture. It didn't matter, he was just happy his boyfriend was happy. Though he was enjoying it quite a bit himself.
"Is it ok-" Jack trailed off, Kacey had a funny way of making him lose focus. He didn't need the whole question, he didn't even need to be asked, but it made him feel good to be asked anyway. Jack tilted his head all the way back and Kacey pulled back till only an inch or so was still in his mouth.
He delicately worked the head until suddenly, a familiar slightly salty taste hit his tongue. In a moment his mouth was full to bursting. A few drops of cum dripped back onto Jack's cock. Kacey slowly pulled back, slurping as much up as he could along the way. Once his mouth was finally free, he drizzled a few beads of spit and cum onto Jack's head for later.
Jack puckered his lips expectantly and Kacey brought his, dripping, to meet them. Their lips interlocked, Kacey let the cum flow between them for just a moment before he pulled back.
"No fair!" Jack licked his lips.
Kacey threw his head back and drained mouth in one fell swallow. As he brought his head back to a resting position, he licked his lips clean of the last few drops. "Sorry," he said with a smirk, "I was thirsty." He put his hands to the stallion's chest, slowly pushing him back onto the bed.
After a bit of resituating, Jack was fully relaxed on the bed and Kacey rested with one leg on either side of him. "How's the view?"
"Perfect!" Jack said, enraptured by the blushing fox.
Kacey lowered himself and adjusted until he could feel the tip of Jack's cock exactly where he wanted it. He made one final push and let out a short breath as he felt the tip slide into him.
Jack let out a grunt as Kacey continued lowering himself. He pushed deeper and deeper, the thick cock pressed against his insides. He didn't stop till he felt the ring brushing against his ass.
"Deeper?" Kacey asked breathily. He already knew the answer, but he wanted to see if Jack could still speak.
Jack, unable to respond, did his best to nod with excitement.
Kacey pressed on, pushing past the ring, letting out a small yip as he did. He pushed, deeper, and deeper still until he could feel the base of Jack's cock. At last, with the entire 14 inches inside of him, Kacey slowly began to move. Up and down, up and down, steady like the tick of a metronome, each stroke a bit longer, a bit faster. Each pulse pressed a little tighter against his insides.
By now, Kacey was pulling back nearly all the way to the ring with each stroke. He could feel Jack's cock pressing against him, bulging his stomach out. The sensation was incredible.
All at once and without warning Kacey could feel a wave of warmth overcome him as Jack pumped him full of his hot seed. Another pump, and Kacey came as well, shooting a single stream of cum across Jack's chest.
The two took a moment to catch their breaths and enjoy the afterglow before Kacey layed down and rested himself on his lover's sticky chest. They embraced and kissed, and did anything else they could think of to keep feeling each other's warmth for as long as they could.
"That was... nice." Jack said, still breathing heavily.
"Yeah." Kacey moaned. He was exhausted from what had essentially been an intense workout, and he was content to lie there for a while.
"Should we get cleaned up?" Jack asked, pulling his cock out of his boyfriend and rudely pulling Kacey out of his daydream.
"Mmmmm, I don't wanna move." Kacey stated bluntly, refusing to budge. A steady stream of cum gushed out of him.
"No problem." said Jack, reaching once more for the ever useful menu.
A few more presses and Kacey suddenly felt as though he'd had a long nap, a shower, and a blow dry.
"That's incredible! What else can it do?" Kacey was once more awestruck by the sheer power of the device.
"Just about anything. You can even modify your body." Jack replied.
"R- really?" Kacey tried to mask his excitement but, as was almost always the case, his tail betrayed him.
"Why don't you go try that out in a side room while I mess with the environment in here?" Jack suggested, handing him a second tablet.
"Ok!" Kacey beamed as he slipped into another room of the treehouse.
Jack fiddled with the menu until he came up with the perfect venue for them to visit next. He executed the command and the scene shifted. The treehouse melted away and the space transformed into an extravagant hotel room and, instead of a beach and jungle outside the window, they were in downtown paris, overlooking the Eiffel Tower.
Outside the window was a balcony with a small elegantly set table. The light of the moon and the candles on the table blended beautifully and painted the room in shades of silver and gold. A door creaked.
"Wow" Kacey said, stepping into the room. Jack turned to inspect his lover's new form.
"Wow" Jack repeated, entirely stunned and yet enticed by what he saw. Before him stood a fox almost identical to the one who'd left the room. This one, however, was a good deal shorter, maybe 5' 5", sporting a pair of petite but full breasts. She wore a tight fitting red dress.
"Yeah? Y- you like it?" She blushed, the rosy tint of her cheeks glowing in golden candlelight.
"No judging, remember?" He kissed her cheek and grabbed her gently around the waist. He'd done it before, hundreds of times, thousands even. But this time felt somehow different. Somehow more... right.
This time, she didn't have to worry about being taller than him. She didn't have to worry about every stray body hair. This time she could just be herself and let his soft paws glide across her fur. This time she felt like she could finally relax and enjoy the feeling.
"You ready?" Jack's voice was warm against her neck. She hardly even noticed they had swayed across the room to the gentle music of the wind outside their picturesque window.
"Ready for wha-" Her voice almost caught her off guard. She'd never tried so hard to sound feminine before.
Jack thought it sounded cute. He didn't say anything, he just gave her a coy smile, meanwhile his hands were busy with other things. With one hand, he reached out and pushed her back so her knees rested on the edge of the bed. It was a maneuver she was quite familiar with from the other angle.
Before she could even react, Jack had dropped to his knees. He pulled her panties aside and began working her lips with his muzzle.
The sensation was so unlike anything she'd ever felt before. It was rapturous beyond what she ever could have imagined. Her whole body became weak as the sensation took hold, she laid the rest of the way back onto the bed.
Jack advanced from only using his muzzle to including his tongue and hands as well. His fingers worked around the folds as he delicately lapped at her.
"You havin fun?" he chuckled between bouts of furious tonguing.
"Fffuuuuuugghhhh" Was all she could manage to get out.
"Good!" She couldn't see it, but she knew for a fact he was making a stupid grin right now like he was some kind of playeboy. She loved him so much.
"Time for part two" He said, throwing his hands around her and rolling her over.
She knew what was coming next and it made her giddy to think about. What little thinking, that is, that she could manage between the rapturous tremors washing over her new body.
He put his fingers to work massaging her through the open back of her dress.
She was so overcome with the sensation that she almost didn't notice when he pulled back and stood up. Didn't notice, in fact, until she felt the familiar caress of his cock against her thighs.
"You want it?" He asked, politely.
"Mhm" She nodded furiously.
"Say it." He whispered right in her ear as he massaged her shoulders.
"F-fuuu" She trailed off as his fingers worked deep into her upper back.
"Louder." He demanded with just the right tone of voice.
"Fuck me please." She drooled.
With her enthusiastic consent, he progressed his massaging. In one fell swoop, his hands moved around her under arms and caressed her tender breasts. In the same moment, he brought his lips right to her ear and whispered "Anything you desire"
In the next instance, a hot flash shot through her whole body as he thrust deep inside of her, his flat teeth gripped her shoulder tightly as he went. She could've sworn in that second that she would've melted if he hadn't been holding her.
They kept going for at least an hour. If she had been counting how many times he'd made her cum that night, she had certainly lost track now.
At some point he stopped fucking her, and then at some point she must have passed out. She lost track of time that night. She also lost track of the dress she had been wearing.
When she woke up, the room was completely different. It was a small metallic chamber with lots of panels and buttons everywhere. It was an exact replica of the station from his favorite book series. Her boyfriend was nothing if not a huge nerd.
There wasn't even a separate bathroom. Instead she woke up to her boyfriend, in the form of a rugged wolf, singing badly, naked, upside down, in the shower, roughly 15 feet away. She reached for the nearest theme appropriate space boot and threw it squarely at his head. The lack of gravity softened the blow.
"Hey," He turned around, shutting off the water with one hand and rubbing his neck where the boot had just bounced off him with the other. "No judging, right?"
He dried off and threw on a greasy white crew neck and nothing else.
She pulled the silky satin sheets up around her chest, they were nice and warm, just how she liked them. "Fine, but we're getting chinese food after." She responded, fully aware of exactly what he wanted.
"Deal" He tried to play it cool but his current canine anatomy betrayed him, his tail wagging vigorously with excitement.
"Just shut up and get inside of me, nerd" she smirked, pulling the sheets with her as she leaped into the gravityless cabin.
He spun to meet her and dexterously caught her around the waist. She draped the sheet around them, crossing her arms into an embrace as she went.
"What, afraid I won't get you hot enough?" He kissed her deeply as they swayed there for a moment.
"What part of 'shut up and fuck me' don't you understand?" She wrapped her legs around him and grabbed him by his shirt.
She'd never really felt comfortable taking charge like this before. The roughness had made her uncomfortable. In this body, she felt more confident. Iit felt right and she liked it. She really liked it.
She kissed his neck as the tip of his cock slid its way inside her. He paused there for a brief second, teasing her with the thought of the rest before gliding the rest of the shaft smoothly inside of her. She let out a hot gasp as he pushed against her insides.
He continued for a while at that speed, using his free hands to caress her tight ass.
"Ready?" He inquired, speeding up slightly.
"Mhmmmm" She moaned.
He thrust faster and deeper, his knot brushing against the folds of her vagina. He pressed a bit harder and she could feel the knot parting her lips. She took it eagerly and bit down on his shoulder as he pushed the entirety of his knot inside of her. In the same instant, they both came. First him, then her. A few drops of blood drifted away from his back into the gravityless cabin.
"Oh, shit babe, you ok?" She pulled back to look at him, blood pooling at the edge of her lip.
"U- um, u- u- uh huh?" He muttered, deliriously.
"Ugh, did you fall asleep inside of me again?" Her plight fell on sleeping ears.
She swam through the air, propelling them back toward the bed and the menus.
"At least he isn't on top of me this time" She thought aloud to the empty room as she skimmed through the menu.
She ordered way more than she would or could eat. It didn't matter, the food was fabricated and the waste could be easily recycled.
She pulled up a video on the panels behind him, eating bites from the countless dishes floating around her.
An hour or so later, he stirred awake still tied inside of her. It was a familiar but strangely different feeling.
"Are those waffles?" She could feel his voice rumble beneath her breasts, quaking as he inhaled the scent deeply.
"Mhm, Banana, Cinamon, or Cherry?" She asked, serving herself another stack as she waited for his answer.
"Why not all three?" He stirred more properly awake.
His wide, bright green eyes met hers. The physical form was different, but something about him was undeniably still Jack.
Without warning, he brought a paw up and scratched her right behind the ears. She let him continue as she coiled herself tightly around him. She was in no hurry and, even if she was, it's not like she could go anywhere with him stuck inside of her like this.
"What are your thoughts?" He rubbed gently at the back of her neck.
"Nothing" She was lying, she didn't want to say anything and spoil the moment. She turned away and looked out the window.
"Hey," he brought his other paw to her chin, looking deeply into her eyes, "no judging"
She blushed profusely. Jack never seemed to run out of patience, it was one of the hundreds of reasons she loved him.
"Well, um..." her heart was aflutter with a storm of concerns. What if he laughed, what if he got angry, what if-
He kissed her deeply, cutting her panic attack short. She'd gotten so worried about nothing, she'd forgotten who it was holding her so tightly in that moment.
"Did that help?" He grinned.
"Yes." She blushed even harder now, he always knew just how to calm her down.
"What if I just... stayed like this?" She couldn't look at him when she asked. She buried her head in his fur, she didn't want him to see her cry.
He took a long pause. She wasn't sure what would happen next.
"I mean, I'm pretty sure I'm still stuck inside you for like 10 more minutes" his voice came thick through a mouthful of waffle, spraying crumbs into the air to float about.
She pushed back to look at him better, tears pooling around her eyes. She didn't look at him. She couldn't.
He cocked his head to the side. She wasn't sure if he didn't quite understand or if he was bluffing to make her feel better.
"I mean- what if I..." The tears overcame their surface tension and broke away into the growing galaxy of shower water, crumbs, and various bodily fluids around them.
She couldn't speak, her whole body felt weak. She hadn't felt this vulnerable in a long time. He put a hand to her cheek, wiping away the tears.
"No judging," He said, kissing her on the cheek. It was all he had to say. She threw her arms around him and let the tears flow into his fur.
They stayed there, floating, wrapped around each other, all night or maybe it was morning. She'd completely lost track of time. They didn't move until late the next day. When they did, they didn't talk much. They didn't need to. Their trip was over.
She packed the bags while Jack changed back into his usual self. He took a real shower this time. The rules of the Station dictated that they could freely fabricate anything they could easily transport home, so she took extra time to consider her fashion choices while packing.
Jack stepped out of the bathroom wearing a brand new outfit as well. A flight jacket over a form fitting red sweater. It looked comfortable and warm. She couldn't wait to nuzzle up against it on the shuttle. For now though, they had to hurry, the shuttles only ran every few hours and she was excited to get home.
She didn't remember much about the corridors of the station from their arrival, but she was fairly certain the gothic bed and breakfast they were now walking through was quite different from the plain looking hotel she'd been whisked through a few days prior.
She didn't mind, it was a calming atmosphere. It said "your stay is over" in a way that was more definitive but still soft. As if to say "Your trip is over, your journey has just begun". It was soothing.
Normal return shuttles were usually a little crowded which could be quite unpleasant on longer trips. Unbeknownst to her, Jack had, apparently, pulled some strings the night before to get them a luxury shuttle. She was utterly stunned as the doors pulled open.
The small cabin was absolutely decadent. There were two enormous pillowy seats right next to each other with a large screen mounted before them. Two doors on the far side from the hatch led to an extravagant bathroom and a small but cozy bedroom. She packed their suitcases in the provided storage and cuddled into her seat. She wrapped herself in a pillowy quilt she'd brought from the room.
They sat silently for a while,
"Hey" He croaked after what felt like an eternity. His voice was rough from mild dehydration and disuse since the night before.
"Hey," She replied with a cheerful smile.
"Um..." He hesitated. As though there was anything he could ask right now that she wouldn't grant him.
"What's up?" She answered encouragingly.
"What do I call you?" The question caught her off guard. She hadn't really thought of it. Thus far she'd just been following her instincts, now she needed to think.
"How about... Violet?" The question came more as a statement. Like the moment it rolled from her tongue it became true.
"Ok, Violet," it sounded right coming off his tongue, a gentle flower wafting on a warm breeze, "want a hit?" He asked, offering her the first hit off a freshly fabricated blunt.
She took it gladly, lit the tip and took a long pull. The smoke crackled through her lungs as though she were smoking for the very first time again. "Fuuccckkkkk" She croaked, letting the fog waft out while she handed the blunt to Jack .
"Hey Vi?" He asked, breaking another, much shorter, silence and taking a long drag.
"Mhm?" She responded, she hoped desperately that he'd had the same thought as her.
"Wanna go fuck in the bathroom?" He handed her the hit and stood up from his seat. He took off his jacket as he went.
"I thought you'd never ask!" She got up to follow giddily.
The bathroom was bigger than she expected. Even for a luxury vessel this was almost excessive. Though the trip was scheduled to take about a day and so, perhaps they would put the hot tub and glass shower to good use. For now though, she pulled him to the large black marble counter which was backed by a wide mirror.
She seated herself on the edge just in time for him to thrust his waiting cock into her. He greeted her lips with his own, their tongues intertwining.
They held there, thrusting furiously for a minute, sloppily nipping each other's lips. Only stopping to catch their breath after what felt like an eternity.
"You're so fucking tight." He panted heavily right next to her ear.
"I- *huph* I know" She laughed breathlessly.
She gripped his hips tightly with her hands, her legs rested over her arms.
After what felt like an eternity, they both came in the same single moment of pure bliss. She felt a warmth deep in every inch of her body.
He didn't say much the rest of that morning, not that she did either. After all, they were a bit busy. They did end up using the hot tub after all. The next morning, their shuttle reached its stop and they went home.
Jack, being polite, always left positive reviews when he enjoyed a vacation:
Golden Fantasy Resort Station:
Anything You Desire | 5 stars
@CapnStallion: Had a great weekend with my girlfriend! Definitely coming back soon!