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Just a spinoff which doesn't add too much to the plot. I intend on doing some character building in Chapter 23. Thanks for editing the story Ruth!

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7:45am, Sydney time: Kyle opened his eyes, confused about the unfamiliar surroundings and the strange feeling of damp flesh colliding with his member. He sat himself up and found Janice busily performing fellatio on him.

'My god, I'm so sick minded. How can I fantasise Janice doing this to me?' he thought angrily to himself. Feeling disgusted with himself, he felt a slight bump from her snout against his balls which immediately changed his opinion. 'I'm not going insane; the hottest girl in the world is actually sucking me off.' Kyle rested his hand on Janice's head and leaned back on the mattress, taking full advantage of his situation.

Janice ran her tongue across his flesh and began massaging the tip of his cock, tasting droplets of pre-cum dripping onto her taste buds. Kyle closed his eyes, recalling what had happened the previous night. Janice began picking up her speed, with her empty stomach hungry from not eating for the past 24 hours. Kyle felt his muscle tightening as he grew closer to his peak and a tingling sensation building up in the lower areas of his body.

This led to a flashback of him attempting to relieve his sexual urges while having some time alone at his hotel room in Hong Kong. Kyle's mind became distorted as he was pushed over his limit. He gasped with pleasure, shooting his cum into Janice's mouth. Janice swallowed his load without any hesitation, wetting her flower buds from the sweet and salty taste that followed through.

"Janice, you're such a barbarian." Kyle whispered, grinning foolishly from the afterglow.

Janice bared her teeth and growled playfully.

"Get dressed darling and meet me at the kitchen. I'll go make you some breakfast."

Janice jumped off the tattered bed and wagged her tail rhythmically as she left the bedroom naked.

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Joe stared in awe at the stack of plates on the unoccupied captain's seat with grease and meat fragments on each of them. Gwen re-entered the cockpit looking somewhat relieved with another serving of pan-fried veal, as she casually moved the dirty plates onto the central pedestal and strapped herself back into her seat.

"You know you shouldn't be eating so much when you're sick" warned Joe.

"I'm fine, just having a bit of morning sickness. Now my food craving is in full swing, I need to feed our baby." Gwen grabbed a bone and began tearing the flesh off with her bare teeth, using all her might. Returning to her feral instincts, she tried to scrape off the small scraps of meat stuck on the bone with her canines, smoothing the sharp edges of her teeth.

"Do you want me to give you feedback with your role as Captain in command?"

Gwen growled in frustration as she had trouble tearing some flesh from the bone. She gave one big heave, knocked her head back against the seat and gave a little whimper before turning her attention to Joe. "Sure, go ahead," she blurted out with a mouthful of beef.

"Let's begin with the briefing. You took notice of the NOTAM (notice to air men) on the frequent reports of air pockets and high altitude wind shear. Although we were cruising a lot higher than the other planes which reported such occurrence, you made the best decision by asking everyone to remain seated while flying over the affected area. During the departure briefing you were giving Kyle, you told him that you will rotate the plane at V2+15 if an engine failure was to occur. This shows that you will be a strong candidate since most candidates miss this out and Tangara made some slight changes to the operational procedures, like what most airlines do. Just remember in the written exam they might ask you for V2 rotation speed as specified in the official handbook which is V2+10.

During your departure briefing you also told Kyle it will be your climbing speed. Bear in mind that you will lose marks in your exams by saying that unless you say 'rotation speed between 600 and 1500 feet.' After take-off you didn't follow the rate of climb as specified on the flight plan due to ATC's laid back requests. Remember not to do that in the exam since it could fail you instantly; just ask Kyle, he knows this very well. During the cruise phase you insisted on handling the situation as the captain in command when your lone colleague was presumably attacked which shows your determination on your part. Since you are in charge of everyone's safety, your decision to step up instead of leaving it to the First Officer is highly commendable; however your actions could suspend you if are flying on an A340 or A380 since multiple crews serve the cabin. Unless the chief flight attendant calls for your support, do not leave the cockpit at all costs. Overall you did a good job but remember to follow the rules very strictly in the exams."

**** 5:05am, Bali time: The crew board the 30 seater Yutong bus, eager to head home from their overnight stay in a wretched hotel room. Harry and Chris were the last to board as they passed their luggage to the bus driver who threw it into the luggage compartment without any care.

"Sit next to me at the back of the bus," Chris teased as he gave the dingo's ass a slight pinch.

The two men were about to board the bus until a short female otter with heavy make-up blocked their path, screaming obscenities at the two of them in rapid fire Indonesian. Harry just stared blankly at the woman's breast implants, wondering if he could become a millionaire by selling all that meat to a food company. Chris dodged his head back as the otter pointed her stained claws onto his sensitive canine nose; in a split second he could recognise the scent of blood from the stains on her claw. In fear of one of the crew members committing an assault, he ran onto the bus to fetch an Indonesian speaking crew.

He ignored the woman's deadly screams which were obviously directed at him and jumped onto the elevated bus entrance. "I need an Indonesian translator, NOW!"

A sea of confused faces stared blankly at the beagle looking somewhat exasperated. After the awkward moment of silence, Chief Flight Attendant Merpati gestured him to take a seat as she went through the aisle to handle the situation. Chris rolled his eyes from being treated like a disrupted primary school student who blew the teacher's short fuse. He found an empty row of seats at the back of the bus and stared anxiously at Harry, who was being tormented by the woman outside his window.

Harry appeared to be relieved when the Sumatran Tigress came to his aid to replace his clueless lover. Merpati spoke of a few words, only to be bombarded by the woman's endless rants. Using his feral instincts, Chris could tell that the tigress was displaying signs of shock and embarrassment. She told a few things to the confused dingo, causing him to face-paw himself and shake his head in shame as he made his way onto the bus.

"Captain Rocks, you need to sort out your astounding hotel bill," Harry announced to everyone.

"These damn Indonesians can't keep a fucking hotel! I didn't even touch their fucking minibar!" The Great Dane protested.

"Captain, you have upset one of the hotel staff. You are to sort this out immediately before you ruin the company's image!"

"What kind of air steward commands a Captain, you Gaylord?"

This drew a series of gasps around the bus as the girls all stared at each other in shock. Chris dug his claws into the seat cushion, wanting to shred ex-fighter pilot into pieces for verbally abusing his boyfriend.

"FINE I LIED! CAPTAIN ROCKS, YOU DON'T HAVE AN OUTSTANDING HOTEL BILL! YOU FUCKED A HOOKER AND RAN OFF WITHOUT PAYING HER, IS THAT WHAT ALL STRAIGHT PEOPLE ARE LIKE?"

Captain Rocks walked proudly down the aisle with a dumbfounded grin across his face. Despite the deathly glares from his workforce, nothing could burst ego from having sex with a stranger the previous night. Harry found Chris sitting at the back of the bus and joined him on the empty seat next to him. "I was going to eat you for abandoning me but I guess you saved my Asian ass," Harry commented as he stuck his hand into his lover's trousers.