Zoo Keeper - ch3 - Growing closer
#3 of Zoo Keeper
I woke slowly, feeling the sun streaming in through the window.
Stretching in the bed I felt more alive and relaxed than I had since, well, since forever.
Rising I looked back at the covers, it was rumpled but otherwise looked fine, compulsion forcing me to make the bed and check on any mess I had made in the bathroom. Finding water all over the place I set about with a towel and cleaned up as best I could manage.
Finally done, I pulled my shirt over my head, I felt clean, cheery and ready for the day ahead.
I poked my head out the front door, looking around a bit nervously. Now that my body had calmed down a bit further I felt my nakedness a little more, but checking the room turned up nothing to wear. So face burning hot in embarrassment, I pulled the shirt down as far as I could and made a mad dash the two hundred meters to the enclosures office area.
Closing my eyes as I leaned on the inside of the door, pushing it backwards I heard, "You're looking much better this morning, hrmm smelling better too. Didn't want to say anything yesterday but you were a bit on the smelly side of 'cat in heat'. If you know what I mean."
I was shocked. I was standing in front of Sally, my groin peeking out from under my shirt.
I coloured red and tried hurriedly to cover myself.
"Oh, the 'adam and eve' sensation has worn off has it? Ok there's overalls in the second closet along the far wall." She told me, even as I was in motion as she described the location.
Pulling the one piece covering up and over me I wondered suddenly what to do with my tail. For the most part it had been very natural to keep it out of my way but I was a bit confused.
"Just put it down your pants leg, sheesh kittens." Sally said with a false exasperated air.
I was just doing up the straps over my shoulders when she asked, "Your done? Good. Now originally the plan was to have you in every second day, to help me catch up on categorising these results and watch while I cleaned the cage, but since you can't go home I guess I need to find something for you to do."
I turned around during her explanation, watching her eyes flash as she talked.
"So I called around the other animal departments, and guess what, another unit has some work that you, even in your current condition, can complete." She told me and preceded to explain directions.
My day was thus spent, shovelling nasty things from a pile into bags, measuring food servings and other mundane things.
Settling in to bed that evening, having just left a hot, long, shower that did more than just clean me, I pondered briefly what the rest of the week would bring as sleep descended.
Sally had been cleaning out Ralf's enclosure, the big cat having seemed to be less interested in me now and was back to harassing the redhead every chance he got.
My needs were under control now, I no longer went weak at the knees just thinking about the big cat, and I managed to get some work done on filing reports.
There was a knock at the door, "Come in!" I called.
The door opened and the mail delivery guy dropped off a sealed manilla envelope addressed to our department generally but also to 'Dr Richards' more specifically.
It wasn't marked urgent so I saw no point in calling her out early.
I was working through another set of documents when I heard the inner gate close. "Argg, that animal is incorrigible, he has soaked my clothes clean through!" I looked up and got the most amazing smell from Sally, flaring my nostrils slightly at the richness of it.
I was still staring lazily in her direction, drawing in more of that smell when my brain registered that she was now standing there undressed.
For a full ten seconds my brain just coasted, the smell and the sight combining wonderfully to build a happy little fantasy.
WHACK!
My nose stung, "I said, what's that under your arm?" Sally was saying to me, still bare but damp now as well, my mind slowly catching up reported she had used a hose to wash the musk off after stripping.
"Uh, mail guy delivered it while you were busy. It didn't say urgent so I di-" I began.
She took hold of the proffered document, cutting in, "Its fine David, now what have we..." she was opening it, brushing aside the 'eyes only' and 'national security' seals.
"Sally, I don't mean to sound odd, but I haven't eaten all week.." I said into the sudden silence.
She glanced up quickly, "Your body is much like his at the moment, you won't need to eat food until you are more human again."
Back to her papers I made a little, "Oh." sound.
"Fuck, this is...hrmm." she read more, I was curious now, and rose to walk beside her, trying to read over her shoulder.
She snapped the folder closed with a suddenness that almost saw me fall backwards.
Sighing, Sally looked up to me.
"David, things are about to get... complicated. One of Ralf's sons, held in America, has died due to a mistake and now, now they are requesting another male." She was looking at me oddly.
"What's that mean to us?" I asked.
"It means David, we need that big lug in there to have some kittens." I was staring at her, did she mean what I thought she meant? But the rules? Continuing she said, "It won't take too long, litters tend to mature quickly, usually four to six weeks."
I continued to look at her, but managed to say, "Uh what?"
She suddenly looked me directly in the eyes, "David, I am the highest qualified specialist in this species on the planet, you're an intern. I like you David, but I don't think I want to trust you to look after me and midwife me. So..."
I was in mild shock, was she asking this of me?
"David, you're the only one here who is up for it." she said, but my eyes wandered from hers just then, wandered into the enclosure, saw a flank, then a shoulder, then just a flick of tail as the big cat worked his way through the simulated forest.
I said it before I even realised I had opened my muzzle.
"Ok."
"You sure?" she asked me, concern suddenly tainting her voice.
"Yeah. Yeah I think I am, but I don't think I am a good judge of that any more. What do you think?" I said numbly.
"I think your the bravest guy I have ever met. Now, there will be precautions, we can't be exactly sure when he has sired kittens onto you, so I think we should give it, say, eight matings, just to be sure, then I will tranq him" She was explaining, "David, you still with me?"
"I think so. How long till we start?" I asked.
Touching my furred arm, she said, "You can go in any time you want, the gun is loaded and ready always." I heard a drawer open and close, but didn't pay much attention.
I noted her getting a pair of the big bloomers out, just prior to my awareness narrowing, the soft click of a chastity belt locking the last thing I sensed that wasn't directly between me and Ralf.
Stripping off my overalls, I advanced, naked, toward the cage doors, a soft beckoning in the back of my head, freed from the silencing muzzle of my conciousness by my acceptance of the task.
I passed through the cage in a daze, he was just beside the doorway, panting, seemingly already aware of what was to come.
As I closed the second gate, he pressed against my thigh, purring loudly, rubbing his muzzle all along me.
"Your fine, its all good David, just give in to him, its ok." Sally's soft words behind me, urging me to go on, finally lit the fire below the kindling of my need and I moaned a little as the cat sniffed at my crotch, his soft nose bumping my slit.
Need poured into me then, ache and want combined into one, visceral impulse. The impulse to breed.
Ralf had other ideas though, even as I waited there, on hands and knees, tail held flagging. His tongue lashed out at my nether-lips, bringing a yowling cry to my throat.
Again and again the lightning strikes of his touch lanced against my tender flesh and I couldn't believe how it made me feel, pleasure radiating out to every nerve ending, making every touch, every sensation into something sensual. I ripped at the ground with my claws at the unbearable feelings even as I begged with my throat for him to continue.
His touch ceased, I was left hanging in one moment, a soft whimper beginning to build-up in my throat.
The sound turned into a gasp as he paced beside me and, reaching a fore-leg over my shoulder, leaned his weight into me, forcing my chest to lower down into the dirt.
He gripped at my neck, tightly, a reminder of just who was in control. Obediently my body gave in to his implied threat and I felt my rear raise up under him, pressing the base of my tail hard against his underbelly.
Gripping a little tighter at my neck, he pulled himself forward, or me backwards, I am not sure, all I do know is with that first movement, he had found his mark and sunk in.
I whined loudly, the feel of his spines dragging into me, his girth now swelling further to fill my depths, depths that had yearned for days for this moment.
Arching my back further, trying to maximise how much he had worked into me, I felt my breasts push down and into the soft soil, nipples still rock hard and thrust into the loam, the grounds touch feeling like a pair of hands with a tight grip.
He began, working his hips slowly at first, then with increasing speed and the spines now buried far within my love cavern, both tortured and pleasured me alternately from moment to moment as he worked himself deeper and faster into me.
At once, without warning, my release tore a hole in my existence and I was lost in a crying scream that echoed around the enclosure.
Panting hard, his weight still bearing in and out of my breeding cavern I knew then, that in that moment at least, I was no longer my own person, I was his, his sex toy, his breeding hole, his to fuck as much as he wanted. And I had gone to it willingly.
The thought of that, as much as the constant stimulation pulled me into another release, I roared this time, he had released my neck at some point and I was free to act, partially at least, in any manner I wished, and with the afterglow of pleasure still saturating me I acted in one definitive way, by rocking my hips to meet his driving thrusts.
He was purring, I felt it through my shoulder muscles, he was purring because I was such a good mate for him. That thought flowed through me, a feeling of ascent accompanying it. This time I could feel myself building, no longer slaved to the explosive releases of earlier.
I felt him grip back down on my ruff and rumble a growl low into my body, shaking my very bones. His member began to flare, pushing the spines out further, almost painfully into my soft, delicate insides, almost... all pain flowed away, there was only pleasure as I felt him build and, with one final heave of his muscles sent his shaft, his spines and his seed burning into me.
He released my neck again, crying his dominance out loudly and I felt my voice rise through the breaking surf of pleasure, to join his in one drawn out, simultaneous release.
So much, he had put so much of himself into me, I lay there, now fully on my belly, his member still buried deep, both of us too tired to want to rouse.
I noted my breasts had actually decreased in size slightly and the colour tones up and down my arms were now much closer in tone to his own.
I was a little bit more, his.
Time flowed, neither slowly nor quickly, I felt him soften within me and draw back, he cleaned himself up with no fuss even as I turned myself and found, to my pleasure, I could do the same. Lapping at my damp fur, tastes of his and my fluids matting me down, I purred happily, warming to my task.
I heard a soft gasp behind me and, turning my head, saw Sally, a video camera trained on me, her other hand rubbing her thighs slowly, likely cursing the chastity belt with every passing moment. Well well well, she was turned on by this after all. Well, lets make it a show then.
Rising, I felt a whole lot more comfortable on all fours, no longer needing to drop to my knees, my legs seemed shaped to suit either horizontal or vertical posture, I turned and padded to my mate and leaned down to the spot he was attending and helped.
Lapping at his member, retreated as it was within his sheath, I got the full taste of him again and to my amazement, his penis began to expand again from its furry hiding place, encouraged by my ministrations.
With a grunt, the big cat regained his paws and circled around me, sniffing in places, finally coming to a halt beside me. Knowing what he was about to do this time, I flagged my tail over and welcomed the feel of him as his big paw landed beside my shoulder, his weight bearing into me once more.
This could be a long day...
Nothing to say except... Meow