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Nineteen years is a long time to grow up in a hab. I was ready to go planetside.

I sat down with Toby, and hugged him around his fluffy neck. He responded by brushing his muzzle against mine. We were going to land in an alpine region, so we got a big warm dog. Toby is white head to tail, like me, and taller than I am when I'm sitting down. I kneaded my claws on his shoulders.

"Good boy-ack!"

Toby started licking my face, and I pushed at his chest. It took concerted effort to shove him away, and then he just sat there a few feet away in my room, grinning like a loon and panting noisily.

"Oh, go bug someone else," I said as I stood up and ruffled the top of his head. He nosed up at my hand, then spun around before heading out the door. I straightened my dark-blue beaded loincloth, and followed him. It was just about time for afternoon lessons.

Nineteen years today, I thought. We're almost done. The hab's voice, Guardian, had told us that most cohorts would be sixteen or seventeen when they drop. It depended on the length of training; most of the cohorts were born a couple of years after us, at least for a certain value of 'born'. Some of them were classified as groundbreakers, going ahead of the rest of the group to set up shelter and food supplies; they were already down there, sending up excited reports. Either way, we'd waited longer than anyone else, and we were getting antsy.

I walked around the habitat ring to the lesson wall. The VR headsets were put away, and the projector was on. A schematic was glowing on the pull-down projection screen, which I quickly recognized as the ignition system for the tractors we'll be using planetside. Everyone else was starting to congregate at the seats.

"Today is cross-training on mechanical repairs," said the wall-mounted speaker, explaining the crowd. "Lauren, please describe the main components of this system."

I sighed and walked to the screen. Sharing knowledge may be a cornerstone of society, but that doesn't mean I had to like being the teacher.

*****

Branko made eye contact when I was done presenting, despite my best efforts.

"Hey, that was really good," he said. "I can't say I'm ever going to be good with this stuff, but I can tell you'll keep everything working."

"Thanks," I said, wanting to at least be polite.

As one of the only others in my cohort who was wolf clade, Branko seemed to have a certain expectation that we'd get together, sooner or later. I was not having it. It's not that I disliked him, it's just that I didn't see a lot of value in the whole 'relationship' thing. Of course, telling him that didn't help.

Branko leaned towards me. "Are you sure you don't wanna try?"

The rabbit girl sitting in his lap giggled. "Come on, it's a lot of fun."

All I could do is roll my eyes. "I'm sure it's fun for you two and everything. But I'm not really interested in people like that. It seems weird."

"You'll want to get used to it when we go planetside, you know. Even if it's not me, you'll have to find another wolf guy. Gotta have kids, you know?"

"That's not what Guardian says. I don't have to have any if I don't want. There's going to be plenty of girls to choose from, so you make all the babies you all want. I'll sit at home with Toby and his puppies."

"Your loss," said Branko with a shrug, and his playmate of the moment shrugged too.

Toby wandered off away from the dispersing crowd, and I followed. He headed for the garden ring. It was a nice place to relax and clear my head, much better than my room. Even with all the art I'd covered the walls with (including some from my suitor - what can I say, he's an artist), my bedroom felt sterile compared to here. I wanted life. I wanted to go down to the planet. Until then, this would have to do.

Toby found and circled his mate, Momo. She was another big fluffy dog just like him. She was getting round - she'd have puppies before we left the hab, for sure. It's timed as part of the colony's life education; we're supposed to witness the miracle of childbirth in a safe environment.

We were all very fond of Momo, but I never really bonded with her the way I did with Toby. Still, I sat down with the two of them, and petted them both at once. I appreciated their presence a lot more than I did other humans. They didn't need to give me little gifts all the time like Branko. They didn't even talk; they just understood me, on an instinctive level. I'm not sure if it's a wolf clade thing or if I'm just weird, but that's how I relaxed until dinner time.

And as I relaxed, I had a thought. Maybe I needed Branko even less than I'd thought.

*****

Dinner was pretty great, I have to admit. That rabbit clade girl, Eoren, did some amazing things with beets from our gardens and rice from the out-hab farms. I made a mental note to become better friends with her, as long as she'd stop flirting with me. I'd want more of her cooking planetside.

I was distracted the whole meal, though. When I was done, I went back to the lesson wall, and loitered around for a while in thought. It was usually pretty empty outside of classes, but I wanted to make sure there was really no one around. Soon, most everyone had gone to bed, save for a couple leopard-clades a couple rings away in the engineering section. Quiet enough. I sidled up close to the wall, directly beneath the speaker.

"Hey Guardian," I said, with my voice low.

"Yes, Lauren?"

"Uh, volume down! Volume...way down."

"Acknowledged," responded the voice, much softer.

"So, dogs and wild wolves are genetically compatible, right?"

"That's correct. However, it is not recommended to breed them. The offspring will not have an ideal temperament to be pets or working animals."

I breathed in. I knew enough about crossbreeding from the genetics module: Traits from each parent are mixed together, and the child is a combination of both. In most species, caution must be taken when breeding to avoid genetic disease, but for humans, disease had been engineered out of the clades.

"What about dogs and the wolf clade? Are they compatible?"

"No. Humans and animals are not compatible, just like the clades are not compatible." Just like always, there was no judgment in the voice.

I sighed. I'd suspected as much, but I couldn't help being a little disappointed. I'd spent dinner imagining what a halfbreed between Toby and a wolf clade would look like. Long, fluffy white fur, for one thing. A more pronounced muzzle. Would it run on two legs, or four? I imagined that it would still be able to talk, of course.

I looked around for anyone else in the ring, and for any activity in the open bedroom doors nearby. There were no signs of movement. I still lowered my voice to a whisper. I didn't want Branko to hear and be jealous of my intentions.

"But could a dog and a wolf clade... mate?"

"Unknown. I have no data."

That was a small surprise. It was fairly uncommon for Guardian not to know something practical and relevant. Sometimes, you could tell that it was synthesizing an answer out of scraps of other information, but you usually had to stretch pretty far to get out of its knowledge zone. Did that mean this wasn't a common question? Was it really that unheard of?

"Thanks, Guardian."

"You're welcome."

I thought about it. I'd seen Toby and Momo mate before. We all had. They weren't exactly subtle, and Momo had been in heat for over two weeks. I didn't stare - much - but I still had a sense of his equipment, and how it compared to my fellow cohort. They seemed about the same size, and the shape wasn't that different.

I closed my eyes and felt a full-body shiver. The truth was, I was never uninterested in the act itself. It's just that I didn't have any interest in other humans. Was it really that weird that I could be interested in an animal, instead? I chewed on my lower lip for a while as I stared up at the silent wall speaker. I made up my mind. It felt right.

*****

It didn't take much to summon Toby back into my room. A single quiet whistle brought him back to the housing ring, and when he saw me crouched just inside my doorway, he trotted right over. I gave him a scritch behind the ear with my claws, and palmed the control panel to close the door. I didn't close my door very often. Usually, it was just to keep down the noise level outside. There wasn't really anything else to hide. Was I hiding something now, I wondered?

I thought back to the times that Toby had made an advance on me. It only happened twice, but it was memorable enough. He reared up and put his paws on me, and brought his hips in close, with his shaft pushed all the way out. It wasn't anything aggressive; in fact, at the time, I'd thought it was cute (if a little misguided). But I'd pushed him off, and he obeyed. I wondered if I could get him to do it again.

First things first. I unclasped my loincloth, and set it aside. I didn't wear it for any kind of modesty; it's just that I was proud of my work, and I liked the way the dark blue ceramic beads looked against my fur. But right now, all it would do is get in the way. I shivered at the thought. Toby sat there, panting happily and waiting for attention, like always.

I thought for a moment. Outside of the occasional advance on a human, what really got him going was Momo... specifically, Momo in heat. Could I replicate that? How? I guessed that it was partially body language, but also the smell of her anatomy. And boy, was that strong. Well, I might not reek of "mate me" scent, but I could get it right in front of his nose.

I reached down between my legs with a pair of fingers, and I was surprised to find how wet I was already. Apparently my body wanted to go through with this as much as my mind did! I pushed those fingers slightly inside myself, clenching my muscles at my own intrusion, then withdrew them and took a sniff. It really wasn't that far off from Momo, when you got down to it. Then I held them out to Toby, right in front of his nose.

The big white dog stopped panting, and tilted his head, sniffing intently. He shoved his nose up against my fingers, and after a long moment, began to lick them. The touch felt more intimate this time, and I blushed, feeling the burning sensation in my ears. I crouched down to look - and, sure enough, he was erect now, in contrast to a couple of minutes ago. I took a deep breath and released it slowly.

Okay. What next? Toby was already moving in closer, a small shuffle at a time, not quite leaving sitting position but very interested. I stroked his head and his ears, and then I stepped back to sit on the edge of the bed, beckoning him closer. I spread my legs, and gently guided his muzzle closer. His breath on the exposed flesh of my nethers was intense.

He began to lick me, and I closed my eyes and tilted my head back. Yes... This is a taste of what Branko and Eoren were trying to get me into. I brought my knees up and curled my toes, thighs parting wider for his eager muzzle. He loved my taste, and I loved his tongue, but I felt like something was missing. Depth.

All at once I brought my knees back together, and curled my head and torso forward. Did I really want to go through with this? If I did, there wouldn't be any turning back. I gripped the bedsheets beside me. I decided I didn't want to turn back. I slid my butt and tail off the bed to sit on the ground, and then I advanced forward on hands and knees, before turning to face away from Toby, still quadrupedal. With shaky breaths, I spread my legs.

A few seconds passed, in which I didn't know if he'd take the hint. Then I heard a rustle as he reared up, and felt his paws on the sides of my torso as he climbed partway on top of me. I gasped from the sudden presence of his weight, and he shifted forward, his chest against my back.

And then I felt it, a gentle push, a prod, a heat against my rear. I could feel him fumbling, trying to angle his hips in the right direction. He pushed the tip of his shaft against the side of my vulva, pressing hard enough to make me wince, and then pulled back. I sat there, on hands and knees, panting just like he was above me.

Then, he found his angle. I felt my labia embrace his tip as he pushed forward, and then with a slight shift, he speared into my entrance and deep inside me. I choked back a scream as something larger than I'd ever felt inside myself suddenly filled me. He wasn't slow or subtle - in one swift motion, it felt like almost all of him was inside me.

I pressed my blunt claws against the carpeted floor. Toby gripped me firmly with his forepaws wrapped around me, and his hips pounded against mine from behind. I could feel his cock shoving in and out of me, roughly. I was grateful I was so wet because, despite his force, he glided easily in and out.

Before much time at all he was pushing even deeper. I felt a firm presence against my labia, shoving, trying to force into me but almost too large to fit. In the heat of the moment I was only dimly aware of what it was, and then I let out a choking gasp as he shoved it into me - his knot. Now his every thrusting motion started to pull me with him. My body clamped down to try and keep that bulb of flesh at the base of his cock inside me, and it started to swell until we were well and truly tied.

Toby's thrusts intensified. He was a perfect fit, and his deepest motions just nudged against my cervix, not hammering roughly but filling me completely. I swayed forward and back with his rocking hips and felt my knees getting weak; I dropped my elbows to the floor and shoved my cheek against the ground, letting out small grunts and moans with each thrust.

Then his thrusts came to a head. He pushed forward and didn't pull back, not at first. Deep inside, I felt a sudden sense of warmth and wetness. He pulled back for just a moment before pushing deep again, using his forepaws to hold himself hilted inside me. The sensation of wetness increased, flooding my insides. I knew it was his seed. I imagined it flowing into my womb, imagined it impregnating me despite the impossibility. I felt a shuddery sensation growing inside me, faster, faster, and at last I was breathless, my whole body clamping and clenching and tightening. My insides pulsed around his member, I clawed at the floor, I couldn't even find my voice to scream in pleasure.

And then the roughness was over. Toby stayed on my back, but his grip loosened. He licked at the back of my neck, and tugged back slightly. I reached back as best I could and petted his side lightly, feeling spent. With a lurch, he pushed off of me and turned away. He was still tied with me, hindquarter-to-rear, but I could still feel him buried inside of me. I let out a soft moan. Endorphins filled me top to bottom.

We rested like that for a solid ten minutes. As the time passed, I slowly became aware of my body again - the roughing up of my knees and elbows - the claw marks left on my sides. When the time was right, Toby pulled forward and slipped out of me, then curled up and began licking himself. His seed trickled out of me. I sprawled out on my back, and stared up at the ceiling with the biggest grin on my face that I'd ever felt.

*****

A nice warm shower after climax isn't better than sex, but it's damn close. And the night passes in easy bliss, especially when your lover is curled up by your side. It was probably suspicious that I spent the whole night with Toby in my room and the door closed, but I didn't care. I slept easily, and woke up giving the fluffy beast little kisses all over his snout. Before I left my room for breakfast, I put my beaded loincloth back on, and looked at myself in the mirror. Somehow, I felt more pride in my body than I had before. I felt... in control, like I'd claimed something important.

I walked out with a big grin on my face and Toby staying close to my side. Branko spotted me on my way to the meal tables, and tried to wave me over. "Hey, you're looking even better than usual today, Lauren!"

"Better than you could possibly imagine."

"What do you say, you and me, tonight..."

"No, Branko, I don't think I need you. Tonight, or probably ever."

"You're going to want someone to keep you warm at night once we're planetside, you know that?"

"Yeah, you're right... But I think I already have exactly what I need."

FIN