Zoo Keeper - ch1 - First Day
#1 of Zoo Keeper
Sometimes even I wonder where the hell my ideas come from...
This story actually has more plot planned than Wasteland Saviour, but don't fret, I will not leave that poor bastard roaming around the American landscape forever ;)
I looked at the front gate of my new workplace, 'Western Plains Zoo - Dangerous Creatures Natural Habitat', and smiled, my dream job.
Ever since I first visited a zoo as a young boy, I wanted to be a zoo keeper, specifically with the big cats, and this new job, though a bit ambiguous about which breed, stated 'care of big cat' in the description of duties, it was odd though, that was pretty much all there was in the duties.
"Can I help you sir?" A man asked at the little booth beside the front gate.
I reached beside me and grabbed my new ID card, "Yeah, I just started here, first day, uhh... here's my card." I proffered the card.
The guy had a little hand held scanner, he swiped the card then held the scanner up, "Finger on here sir, for verification."
Startled I put out my thumb and the thing beeped, the guard pressed a button on it and the gate opened, "Have a nice day sir." He said.
I was about a car length in when it dawned on me, I had never submitted my fingerprints to them.
Following the directions for parking, I noted all the spaces in the section my card told me I was to use had license plate stickers on them, a vacant one had mine.
I was beginning to get quite nervous about the security when a female voice called out, "Hey! Are you the new assistant starting today?"
My head swung around following the voice, and suddenly, thoughts of security and where I had parked and, to a lesser extent, my job and name, floated from my mind.
Five foot nine, warm red hair, piercing green eyes, a chest that just kept getting your attention... nine point five... fuck it, she was a ten in my book.
I realised she was asking me something, I looked up, with reluctance, the foot of height necessary to make eye contact, ".. and I thought I told them I don't want another wet behind the ears college drop out who thinks he can work with animals. Ah, you're awake, follow me and keep your eyes above my nose." Bad first impression, I sighed and followed along, truthfully I would follow THAT arse anywhere.
"So, have you had any zoo experience at all?" She asked.
I managed to regain control, 'must just be the heat' I told myself, "Yeah, worked three years at Sydney zoo, mainly with the smaller cats, but I did help out occasionally with some of the bigger ones."
"Better than I had any right to expect, well, your in the deep end here." We rounded a corner and a huge glass window showed a large enclosure. "This is a... well, the egg heads are still working on a name for it. Oh wait, before we go on, sign this." She pushed a thick legal looking document to me.
"What is it?" I asked.
"Standard non disclosure, oh and some national security stuff. Pretty much anything you see or find out in here is not to leave the building, your not to talk about it regardless of if its me, the Prime Minister or your God in your prayers." She chuckled.
When I signed she said, "Right, this cat was found in what seemed to be a space wreckage. The first team to make contact with it... well, lets just say there are precautions with this guy ok?"
"Wait, you mean someone shot a cat into space? A big cat? That's stupid, the dietary..." I started but trailed off when she levelled 'a look' at me. "Ok, go on, sorry."
"Right, firstly, I never said it was shot up to begin with, secondly, as far as we can tell, he doesn't need very much food at all, if any. What we do need to do is clean his damn cage every day or so and make sure he is healthy." She explained, leaving me full of more questions, questions I bit back fearing a repeat of that look. "Right, now as I was saying, while your here you are NOT to go in that cage, I will handle that, your job is to keep food and water in his hopper and be ready to hit that alarm" she pointed at a big red button on the wall, "if things go pear shaped." With that she started giggling. Regaining her composure she said to me, "Ok, you got that?"
I nodded, a little depressed.
"Hey, don't worry, after your probationary is up, and you have gotten a handle on the precautions things will be fine. You will see. He is a very affectionate cat and rather intelligent too." She told me, hand on my shoulder.
I closed my eyes and let out a sigh. Opening them again, looking her right in the eyes, I said, "Ok Dr Richards, your in charge." I grinned, having worked out her name while staring at the name tag attached to her left breast.
"Yeah David, just see that we keep this professional." She replied, and suddenly I knew she had divined exactly how I knew her name. "Right then, come over to the glass."
I followed her over, "David, this is Ralf, Ralf this is David. Say hello."
I said, "Hello Ralf", feeling very silly, right up to the point when the cat looked back and mrowed back to me.
"There, see, now we are all friends. Ok David, since my last partner here g... left, you're on watch while I go in, anything happens hit the button and wait for orders." She told me and I nodded.
She walked over to a closet and opened it, revealing a pair of heavy metal... underwear.
I know my mouth was gaping, "These are like chastity belts David, you see he gets a little frisky in there and... I gotta wear this all the time I am in there ok? And David, my names Sally."
As I watched her clamp the three arms of the device around her groin and do up a little lock at the front I felt myself coming over a bit warm, she smiled at me and, putting the key for the device on the table beside me, walked to the heavy steel doors that led into the cage.
She opened and entered the small security cage, then, the first door locked behind her, opened the inner door that opened to the enclosure.
Immediately Ralf was at her, nuzzling and licking her. I knew it was a ritual all cats do, mark their territory, but still something about it made me hotter.
The next twenty minutes revolved around watching the gorgeous redhead remove tools from a storage cage by the door and clean the glass and around the enclosure.
I sighed, looking down at my watch, when I looked up, I jumped to my feet.
Ralf had Sally pinned to the ground, driving his groin against her metal-protected hips again and again, trying to gain purchase. It wasn't his ineffectual mating I was worried about though, it was the tight grip he had on her neck, pulling her back, arching her body.
Panic flooded me, my job was to hit the button, but if he turned nasty on her she wouldn't last till someone got here.
I looked around and saw the metal handled rake in the enclosure Sally had been using, that would have to do.
I ran to the first door and yanked it open, pulling it shut behind me, repeating the procedure on the second and reaching for the metal pole.
When I looked up, there was no sign of the cat and Sally was coughing trying to regain her voice.
More panic set in now when she suddenly yelled, "Get back out, he did that to lure you in-" It was the last I heard from her, the big feline tackling me from the side, knocking my weapon and me, far away from each other as well as the safety of the cage door.
At first he just started nuzzling me like he did Sally, but pretty soon he was pushing me around, trying to get me to move.
I felt odd to begin with, his friendliness making something within me warm up and without thinking, without my concious mind having a say in it at all, I felt myself on my knees, my swelling breasts pushing down into the ground.
He ripped at my clothing, tearing it. Distantly I heard a cage door rattle.
His weight pinned me down and I moaned out loud, needing what he would give me.
Hips met mine, but his aim was off. His third try was successful though and I cried out, feeling myself filled and stretched around him.
He didn't take it slow, he bred me as though I was his very own mate.
I moaned out loud.
I was his mate.
Deeper and faster, his spines causing the friction building to turn alternately from agony to bliss as they scraped and then soothed sensitive parts deep within me.
I was panting heavily, unsure if I could go much further when I heard, somewhere, a siren start to wail.
It faded though, as did the rest of existence, he thrust deep once more and roared above me, finally deigning to clamp his jaws down on my neck, extending my orgasm as his seed flooded into me.
I heard a soft sound and my mind lazily recognised it as a tranquilliser.
The cat above me stiffened a little, then toppled to the side, completely unconscious.
I was suddenly lifted, "I thought I told you to press the damn button!"
Sally, cute Sally. She was unhappy with me. I purred softly, rubbing my muzzle against her.
"Get this to the other cell! Fuck, at least I can finish cleaning his damn cage in peace now." She said, angrily. I was unhappy she was angry, but I just felt so good I had trouble caring at that point.
I was lifted out and into a small cage, it smelled of Sally!
Curling up, I fell softly asleep.
-
"Oh, so your awake now?" Sally said.
I looked up at her and a lot of things came to me at once.
I had been in the cage trying to help her when... when the cat raped me.
I wasn't a guy any more.
I had... I had a muzzle and a downy coating of fur.
Darkness came back and cuddled against my mind again warmly.
-
Waking more suddenly this time, mainly due to a particular doctor using a water pistol on me.
"Ok, you dealing now?" She asked.
I think I could deal with it, it had felt good, it still felt good, but I didn't want to be a freak like this...
"Right, crash course in alien felinoid care." She said, "First thing, if your a guy and he puts his musk on you, well, you will be speaking with a squeaky voice for a week. Second, if he gets more musk on you, it boosts your libido, that's why I use a lockable chastity belt, so I can't remove the damn thing if he gets me too riled up. Thirdly, if he mates you, every time he delivers his seed into you you will become a little more like a female mate for him, each time you will lose a little more control to resist his musk and it will take a bit longer for you to become human, and eventually male, again. Fourthly, if he changes you over halfway, about six matings, you become fertile to his seed. Fifthly, don't let this happen, but if you change all the way, its permanent."
I looked up at her, taking it all in, "So... so I will change back?" I asked her.
"Yeah, in about a week you will be human again, another to be male." She told me.
I gulped, "This is, possibly, the worst first day of a dream job, I think, ever." I said.
She looked at me with a bit of a grin, then broke into laughter, I fell in with it. After about a minute of it she looked back at me and said, "You might just be right there. Still feel like working here?"
I thought about it, as long as I was careful, well, it was pretty damn fun, in a weird sort of way, and my boss was damn cute.
Thoughts of her, bent back by Ralf, his rear thrusting at her, made me sigh, I looked up at her, noting a sparkle in her eyes, "Yeah, I think I can deal with this." I said.
"Good.", She started to get up but turned, "Almost forgot, your going to be pretty worked up for the week, here." she tossed something into the cage.
I looked down at a particularly large black rubber phallus, it had Sally's scent on it. I leaned forward, grasping it and worked it into myself, letting out a purring moan.
Oh, and left the 'Bestiality' tag off because he is, as is shown, a lot more intelligent than a normal kitty cat. Non-Anthro suits better and is more accurate.