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On the planet Kaur-45, more of the colonists are brought to the surface to oversee the construction of their own homes. Each Ursine colonist is assigned a crew of the native wolves to oversee. The town is bustling with activity.

The work goes fast with more than enough natives flocking to the town to get assigned to the various projects. The Ursines feel the natives aren't being exploited since their pay is high compared to similar jobs in their own village. The new type of currency is denominations of colorful slips of plastic that grant access to the brand new fabrication shop kiosk. The natives place their orders for what items they want and like magic, they can pick them up at the time printed on the claim ticket.

Civil Engineer Fasgard wanted to get back at Captain Bluemoon, so he designed the slips with a full frontal nude photo of the polar bear with the white furred wolf leader, Stonefang. The anthro wolves wear colorful cloaks, belts with pockets, and nothing else, so they don't care about nudity. The Ursines have quickly adjusted to nudity after Captain Bluemoon pioneered the fashion statement and enacted a town ordinance to encourage fellow colonists to dress the same.

Fasgard's house is one of the first to be completed. The gray wolves were inexperienced in construction, but learned the Ursine's techniques quickly and assembled the home mostly to plan. Fasgard didn't want to discourage them, so he always went back to inspect and fix the minor craftsmanship mistakes after they headed off to bunk down for the night.

Fasgard likes his new home well enough, but decides he will probably trade up to something better once the crews get more experience.

Amberdusk looks around the empty house and says, "Fas, we need some furniture if we are going to live here together." Fasgard says, "I know, but the fabricator has been running non-stop making building supplies and I would hate to jump the queue for something as frivolous as furniture. I heard Clem was mobilizing the wolves to help furnish our town. So let's take a trip into Wolftown sometime to see what they came up with?"

The two black bears kiss. Fasgard and Amberdusk's press their naked bodies together in a hug. Fasgard rubs his hand on her belly imagining the fetus growing within. Amberdusk pulls back and says, "That sounds like a lovely idea." Fasgard taps on the comm in his ear and says, "Call Clem."

Clem the grizzly bear is tall for an Ursine. He was a celebrity athlete on his home planet and it was controversial when he said he wanted to leave it all behind to join the colonization effort. He quickly got his way because of his status and charisma. Donating his vast fortune to the cause helped too.

In the embassy in Wolftown, Clem prefers the exclusive company of the natives. The charm of the iron age town of wolves wearing only cloaks enthralled Clem. He insisted on living and working there alone with a staff of his own personal wolves.

Clem gets the call on his Comm and pauses mid thrust into the male wolf under him. Clem takes a few seconds to catch his breath and says, "This is Clem. How can I help you?" Fasgard tries to play it cool and says, "Hey Clem! My house is finished and I was thinking of coming into town with Amberdusk for a furniture shopping spree. When would be the best time to do that?" Clem smiles knowing how desperate the wolves are to get their hands on Ursine currency and says, "I can have the main square filled with furniture in less than an hour if you want?" Fasgard is surprised and says, "Really? I just wanted to browse the shops." Clem coolly says, "Your time is more valuable than that. Let's put all the furniture in one place and I'll get you fully furnished in less than an hour." Fasgard does want to make the shopping trip as quick as possible and says, "Okay we'll see you then."

Clem turns to a wolf writing in a ledger on the other side of the room and says, "Topdog, it's a surprise market day. I briefed you all on this day coming. Get Randwulf, Gerwulf and Barky to collect all the furniture from the craftsmen and line it up in the square. Chairs, couches, tables, dressers, beds, wall decorations, etcetera." The translator automatically converts Clem's nicknames into the wolves' proper names and they jump into action.

Pumping his hips a few times, Clem resumes thrusting into the wolf butt under him and says, "Lupo, once I'm done with you, you can go help too." Clem's large cock slides in and out of the hole. His large balls slap against the wolf's balls as he picks back up a rhythm. The wolf lets out a quiet moan of pleasure at the strange shaped penis thrusting into him.

Clem pulls the wolf's tail and groans as the anus tightens around him. He reaches his climax as the exotic feelings of sexual deviancy overtakes his mind. Homosexuality is culturally accepted to the wolves and Clem delights in barely having to gesture to his penis before someone offers to gratify him.

The jets of semen filling the wolf come to an end and Clem pulls his cock out. He slaps the male's butt and says, "Get going." The wolf happily puts his cloak back on and walks out the door without a care about his tailhole being loose and covered in lube. Clem stands up and adjusts his own shiny golden colored cloak. He uses a towel to clean off the glistening cum and lube from his cock. A smile creeps across his face as he thinks about being able to casually perform any manner of sexual act with the aliens and they don't find it weird.

Back at Ursine town, Fasgard turns to Amberdusk and says, "I kind of feel bad making them jump through hoops for us, but Clem said they could be ready as soon as we get there." Amberdusk says, "Okay, let's take that big hauler truck." Fasgard smiles and says, "Yes dear." Fasgard makes an announcement to all the comms in town, "Flash sale on furniture in Wolf Town. We're taking the big hauler in five minutes if anyone wants to join us."

At the hauler, Constable Ruby sits in the bed and says, "Just us three?" Fasgard's eyes go over the moonbear's exposed breasts with her white fur mark above them. She wears her police blue cloak with safety yellow stripe accents. It feels so hard to take a police officer seriously when she's nude. Fasgard has mostly come to terms with his own nudity and hardly thinks about it anymore.

Amber sits in the middle seat of the hauler and cuddles against Fasgard. Ruby puts on her seatbelt and nods to Fasgard as they roll out of town.

The drive down the dirt road to Wolf town is quick going. The several kilometer trip would take a full day to walk but they cross a few minor bridges and reach the town in less than an hour.

They drive the truck down a narrow town street and marvel at the mobilization of the town market. The square is lined with furniture and Clem is walking around with labels, calculating prices through his own formula based on materials, labor, and quality. The wolves grumble to themselves as Clem points out flaws and marks a wobbly chair as unusable.

Children playfully chase each other between the furniture. They wear even less than the adults and their cute long tails flap through the air as they run.

Clem waves the trio over and says, "Some good choices out here today." Clem points to a garishly painted wooden throne with wolf heads carved on the arms. Amberdusk politely says, "It's a work of art, but where would I put it?" Ruby sits in it and crosses her legs. Ruby says, "I like it. If you don't want it, I'm gonna take it." Fasgard rolls his eyes at Ruby's poor taste in design. Ruby pulls out a stack of plastic strips from the pouch on her belt and counts out the labeled price. Clem hands the money to a wide eyed wolf watching them and says, "Load it up for the lady."

Fasgard's eyes land on a couch with unnaturally nice fabric cushions and says, "That's our fabric." Clem proudly says, "I lent them a couple power tools, a few bolts of upholstery fabric, and showed them a few designs. These Wolves are pretty smart to figure out a prototype." Fasgard pulls his cloak out of the way and sits his bare butt on the couch. It's a little bit firm but sits decently. Amberdusk sits beside him and asks, "You want it, Fas?" Fasgard knocks his elbow on the wooden armrest and says, "I would prefer something easier to take naps on." Amberdusk points to some pillows made of the same material and says, "That's what throw pillows are for." Fasgard shrugs and says, "It would make a good conversation piece. One of the first Ursine couches made on Kaur45."

Pulling a few plastic strips out of a pocket on the belt draped across his chest, Fasgard hands them directly to the wolf. The wolf has a manic grin thinking of all the possibilities he could use his windfall for. The new type of money currently has a very high exchange rate as people are eager to gain access to the Ursine's magical fabrication shop.

Clem is reveling in the merchant's adoration as they make their way around the town square. He doesn't need his translator to understand the common phrases for praise and thanks. Clem subtly guides the shoppers to buy something from everyone. More wolves start to understand what is going on in the town square and carry their own furniture out of their houses, attempting to obtain the coveted plastic strips.

Chief Stonefang walks among the furniture admiring the strange yet familiar designs. Clem sees the white wolf inspecting the products and goes over to him. Stonefang puts a translator in his ear and says, "Clem, I didn't authorize this festival." Clem cooley smiles and says, "It's not a festival. It's a sale. Your people are making lots of money and of course you will get to collect tariffs and taxes on each sale." Clem pulls out some money and hands it to Stonefang.

The wolf looks at the detailed pictures of himself and Captain Bluemoon on the money and then tucks them away in a pouch on his belt. Stonefang says, "Still, I'm the chief of this town and should be kept informed on things like this." Clem nods his head and says, "I will have a talk with Topdog about making sure you are kept informed."

A strange bench catches Stonefangs eyes and he asks, "What purpose does this furniture serve?" Clem notices the innocuous spanking bench and lies, "Well, sometimes it feels nice to lay on your belly." Clem looks around frantically for one of his underlings to chastise for letting his personal furniture order get carried out with the rest of the stuff to the market.

Stonefang's interest is piqued and he puts his knees on the lower cushions and leans forward to lay his chest across the main bench portion. The wolf's bushy tail waves and the cloak slides to the side revealing the chief's butt pointed up in the air. The chief looks back at Clem and says, "I like it." Clem is bursting at the seams holding in his laughter as he stares at the pink tailhole.

The chief's wife steps up behind him, grabs the wolf's hips, and presses her bare crotch to his raised butt. She says to him, "This foreigner thinks you are stupid. Did you not notice the leather arm and leg restraints? Those are for binding someone in this position against their will." The female white wolf playfully thrusts her hips a few times against his butt. Stonefang starts fiddling with the straps in realization at what his wife means and says, "We will be taking this home for further inspection and study."

Clem's sheath is plump watching the slightly erotic role reversal display of the chief and his cynical wife. Stonefang grabs the spanking bench and throws it over his shoulder. Clem hides a sour look on his face as his fun new toy is stolen from him.

Clem rejoins the bears and puts on his happy face. A female wolf attempts to interest the bears in a large vase. Amberdusk buys the decorative vase painted with dancing wolves without much thought of its origin. Fasgard eyes the tiny breasts on the dancing figures and nods approvingly.

Amberdusk picks out matching bits and pieces to furnish each room in their home. Ruby doesn't have a cohesive style plan and takes whatever catches her eye.

They reach the fur tanner and stare at the wide selection of furs and skins from domestic and wild animals. Clem sees what they are looking at and says, "Those are all midtier animals. I'm still collecting information from the nomadic traders, but I heard about a real monster they call a Kermode that kind of resembles us. I'm hoping to put together an old fashioned boat expedition up the river to visit some towns looking for a live one to capture for study." Fasgard states, "That would take weeks. Why not just take a rotocopter?"

Clem stands up tall, squares his shoulders, and says, "What's your hurry? We have the rest of our lives to establish diplomatic connections." Fasgard takes a second to really look at Clem's impressive body. The golden cloak sparkles in the sunlight, highlighting the giant bear's self importance. Ruby and Amberdusk stare at Clem's nude body as well. Fasgard decides it is not worth debating the point in front of the locals and says, "You're right. We live a lot slower lives now." Clem's ego is boosted by Fasgard backing down.

Ruby lays a fur flat on the ground and sits down on it. She runs her hand through the soft fur and says, "This is really nice. Which animal is it?" Clem answers, "It's one of those herbivores they raise. Looks like a buffalo." Clem gets down on one knee beside Ruby and eyes the long fur on her nude body. Clem rubs his hand on the rug and says, "Something soft to keep your paws warm on a cold day." Ruby looks at Clem's large balls dangling so close to her face and smiles up at him.

Clem stands and says, "Traditionally, the wolves sleep in groups on furs and use their capes as blankets. It's quite comfortable and rustic. How many rugs would you like?" Ruby answers, "Two. One for the living room and one for the bedroom." Amberdusk picks out three furs with complementary fur colors and they are loaded up.

The hauler is quickly filled with all manner of Ursine/Wolf hybrid furniture. Clem gives a wave as the Ursines drive away with the load of furniture. Looking around the town square Clem orders, "Put it all away." The wolves quickly start loading up the rest of the furniture on carts as they ponder the style of the things the ursines bought.

Clem heads to the chief's house and looks in the open front window. Sure enough, Chief Stonepaw is strapped down to the spanking bench getting his tailhole reamed by his wife. Clem quietly heads back to the furniture workshop to place an order for another.

At the Ursine town, there is an abundance of wolves to carry in the furniture. Amberdusk directs the steady stream of furniture and their empty house becomes a home.

Finally, they are alone in their new home and have a chance to just enjoy it. Fasgard lays on the fur rug and says, "Home at last. It beats sleeping in one of the empty cargo pods." Amberdusk sits on the rug next to him and asks, "Should we have a housewarming party?" Fasgard answers, "I don't like parties."

The awkwardness drags on. Amberdusk strokes a hand through Fasgard's black belly fur and asks, "Who would have thought we would be proud debt free homeowners at our age?" Fasgard ruins the moment and says, "Technically, all the land belongs to Captain Bluemoon." Amberdusk laughs and says, "He's our landlord? I can't wait to call him to complain about a leaky faucet." Fasgard says, "I know how to fix things like that." Amberdusk lowers her hand to Fasgard's sheath and says, "I know something else that occasionally leaks." Fasgard chuckles and asks, "Is that a pee joke?"

The banter is interrupted by the doorbell chiming. Fasgard and Amberdusk look towards the door and the captain's adopted white wolf son Rock is bending down looking at them through a gap in the window blinds. Rock loudly says, "Hi Fas and Amber!" Fasgard checks his sheath to make sure his penis isn't peaking out and then stands up to open the door.

Captain Bluemoon stands in the doorway holding a large framed photo of an ursine landscape. Fasgard's eyes can't help but glance down at the polar bear's plump sheath and balls. Bluemoon says, "I heard you two have already unpacked." Amberdusk stands up from the rug and says, "Come in and have a look." Bluemoon looks at the couch and says, "I like what you've done with the place." Fasgard asks, "To what do we owe the pleasure?" Bluemoon hands the picture to Fasgard and says, "Just dropping off a housewarming present."

Turning the large photo around, Fasgard gives a disingenuous smile to Amberdusk as he shows it to her. Amberdusk smiles back and says, "I love it. It will look great in the nursery." Bluemoon asks, "So it's official?" Amberdusk nods and says, "Yep, I've officially started my career as a cub factory."

Bluemoon reaches down, hefts Fasgard's balls, and says, "Congratulations!" Fasgard quickly thrusts the large frame down, knocking Bluemoon's hand away. Rock holds his palm out expectantly as Fasgard uses the frame to cover himself. Bluemoon says, "Don't be like that. It's a wolf custom to congratulate the male on a successful impregnation."

Amberdusk pulls the frame away and tucks it under one arm. She hefts Fasgards balls and says, "Congratulations on impregnating me, honey." Fasgard stares at Amberdusk's hand as it slowly massages him. She releases him so Rock can eagerly take his turn hefting the bear's balls. Fasgard stares daggers at Amberdusk.

Bluemoon flutter's his cloak and says, "I think Flatcaller has decided to pair up with me for her first cub. Let me know if you decide on god-parents." Amberdusk gives a noncommittal, "You're on the list, but we are still waiting to see how hardships will affect people these next few months." Fasgard asks, "Is Flats still resistant to the dress code ordinance? She only wants to shack up with you to get out of the cargo crates."

Bluemoon says, "People can wear whatever they like. Rock and I will welcome her into our home." Fasgard knows the rumors about Rock and the Captain and asks, "Will she be okay with sharing a bed with both of you?" Bluemoon says, "It's a three bedroom. We'll figure out sleeping arrangements eventually."

Looking over Amberdusk's figure, Bluemoon says, "It's a race for who is going to birth the first Ursine on Kaur-45. I think Rock will make an excellent nanny when mine comes along. Did you have any plans on hiring a nanny?" Amberdusk says, "Definitely." Fasgard gives a sidelong glance at Rock and says, "Do we really want the natives raising our kids for us?" Rock says, "I helped raise eight younger brothers and sisters and only three of them died. I'm sure with all your machines and medicine, you will only lose one at the most." Fasgard and Amberdusk frown at Rock's expectation of childhood mortality.

Quickly changing the subject, Captain Bluemoon says, "Very nice home you've built for yourselves. We should be going." Bluemoon puts an arm around Rock's shoulder and guides him out of the house.

Amberdusk hands the picture to Fasgard and says, "Will you hang this up right away?" Fasgard says, "Fine. Grab a picture hanger for me, sweetie." Amberdusk pulls open a neatly organized drawer and grabs one.

In the nursery, Fasgard looks at the rustic crib and asks, "How long will a cub sleep in our bed before this gets used?" Amberdusk answers, "The book recommends a few months, but my mother said I slept in her bed until I was five years old." Fasgard frowns at the thought of not having any alone time with Amberdusk after the baby is born.

Amberdusk can see Fasgards misgivings and says, "That was just because my family was so poor. All our children will have bedrooms of their own." Fasgard lets his insecurities slip out and asks, "We're going to be better parents than our parents were, right?" Amberdusk presses the adhesive picture hook firmly against the wall and says, "Maybe?" Fasgard hangs the framed landscape picture on the wall and asks, "What are we going to tell our kids about our homeworld?" Amberdusk says, "I dunno yet. We have the data archives, so it won't be forgotten." Fasgard and Amberdusk share a dour moment staring at the landscape.