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6: The Dream

Matt opened his eyes and was not only surprised to find that he was still alive but that he was in a clearing similar to the one he had fallen asleep in. He looked into the sky and saw that it was still night and that a soft amber glow emanated from all around him, which allowed him see his surroundings clearly.

"Hello Matt."

He got up, turned toward the source of the very human and feminine voice and found, to his astonishment, that not only was Feih standing not far from him, but that she was now only three heads taller than he was and was nude. Out of curiosity he looked down and discovered that he too was without any sort of clothing.

Feih smiled and held out her right hand to him. "Don't be afraid. Everything will be all right now."

He remained motionless and tried to sort out what was going on. Was he dead, or was he experiencing a nightmare brought on by the stress of the past two days? It did seem except for the strange indirect lighting and the fact that Feih had shrunk.

He did not try to flee when Feih approached him; he knew that such an action would be futile if his suspicions as to what was happening were correct.

She stopped when she was within arms length of him, her hand still outstretched. He placed his left in hers and felt the familiar warm, almost electric, sensation from his earlier contacts with her. She stepped closer, brought her other hand up to his chin, tilted his face upwards, leaned down and turned her head so that her mouth fitted onto his.

He closed his eyes and enjoyed the feeling of warmth and joy that flowed through their contact as her long tongue wrestled with his. It was something he had always expected to have happened if he had gotten the chance to kiss Freerah, something he thought would never happen now that she had mated Supreme Commander Talbot, but Feih was proving to be more than just a worthy substitute and his body's reaction to her gentle caresses showed it, but when he raised his right hand up toward her breasts he hesitated.

Feih noticed this, disengaged from their kiss, took that same hand in hers and pressed his palm onto her left breast. Then, in a soft and reassuring tone, said, "Go ahead, Matt. I know that this is what you've wanted to do since you first saw me and believe me that it s also what I want, so please feel free to enjoy yourself."

Now he believed that this was indeed some sort of near-death dream and decided that he might as well enjoy his last moments before he passed on. He took hold of her left firm but pliant breast and squeezed it.

She raised her head and churred; "I haven't felt this in so long. Please, more, harder."

Encouraged he removed his left hand from hers and started on her other breast. She churred with delight and cupped his groin with her free hand. He was as erect and as hard as he was that morning the instant she licked his forehead. This heightened his desire for her and he attempted to insert himself into her, but even at her current reduced size and lowered position she was still too tall for him.

She smiled, reached around his body, grabbed his rear and lifted him up. In surprise he cried out, "Wha-what's going on?" the second his cock had pushed past her outer lips and into her moist slit. The moment he felt her vaginal walls contract around him he gasped and ignored the fact that his feet were no longer on the ground and became desperate to find a way to help support his weight.

Feih looked down at him, smiled then increased her efforts, slamming Matt's body into hers at a furious rate. Within moments he was near his peak As if she sensed this she lowered him to the ground, disengaged from him, turned and raised her tails high.

Matt, with his erection as hard as when they had started, took up her blatant invitation, mounted her in one swift move and humped her for all that he was worth despite their size difference.

It was more than just lust that drove him on; he wanted to get the most out of this "dream" before, he thought, his body was dissolved into nutrients for feed her body's needs, but the more he thought of what she had done to him the angrier he got. Added to this was the thought of never being able to love any female like this ever again caused his anger to peak and his fast pace to slow then nearly pull out of her.

Feih growled, gripped and held him in place with her tails and turned her head toward him, but when she saw his face and watery eyes she lost any anger she had, closed her mouth and dipped her head;

"Why?" he asked in a shaky voice.

She turned her head part way back; "I-I've wanted you since the moment I first touched you." He stopped and stared at her. "Even after last night...I needed you so much that I wanted to take you then." She looked back at him and he saw tears forming in her eyes. "The longer I was with you the more I needed you like this, but I knew that you were afraid of me. But when you touched and rubbed leg my tonight I couldn't help myself any longer; I knew that I had to have you, even...even like this."

"But why did you have to eat me?"

She moved her rear backward and pulled him back into her and gave off a small moan before she continued. "That fruit I ate stops stomach acid for almost a full day, that's why I didn't want you to eat any of it when you asked me about its taste; you may have starved or worse. And you're not going to die; my venom was just strong enough to paralyze you."

Fantasies that he had read when he was young came back to him and he asked, "Are you saying that..."

"You'll live; I gave you only enough of my venom to paralyze you so you'll recover after I regurgitate you," she pulled him tighter and he winced when she clenched him, "after we're finished." She smiled and licks her lips in a way that should have disturbed him.

"I will admit that I didn't have to take you into my body but, after that incident with the Virze I thought you'd be safer within me while I took you to meet your forces."

She closed her eyes and went silent for a moment which made Matt begin to worry that something might be wrong with the process. "The only problem will be that you'll forget that this had happened for a short time after you wake up and may even become angry with me over what I have done when you remember that this had happened."

Matt thought for a moment, mainly about what little time he had left, then said, "I'll live with that" and thrust himself into her.

She opened her eyes and saw that he was still doubtful about her intentions so she added, "I promise that I'll release you once we're finish or, if you wish, when we arrive where we're going if I eat more Sangians. Either is up to you."

He did not know whether to believe her or not, but he felt that either way he could at least enjoy what few moments he had left. Besides, she felt so good around him that he could not help but to resum his former pace.

She growled in pleasure, returned her head to its previous position and gripped him like a vice. He nearly lost it, but, to his amazement, he managed to continue. Not only that but he also felt a surge of energy throughout his body that allowed him to go faster and harder than he thought possible.

He seemed to get stronger and move faster with each passing second and, to him, push further into her depths with each thrust. So lost was he in the act that he did not see the glow that had formed around his body or that he had gotten bigger.

He did not notice this at first or, as he pounded away at her, that his face and ears hard started to elongate, that short brown fur had grown all over his body, or claws had formed on his fingers and his four remaining toes. Only when his feet stretched and pushed him into a digitigrade stance and two long and powerful tails grew from the end of his spine did he realize the changes that had occurred to his body. What also amazed him that his strokes had gotten longer and that she was much tighter around him than when he started. He pulled out of her enough where he should have exited her to confirm a suspicion and felt as if he still had more than half of his new Dorzeli cock inside of her hot body. He grinned and thrust as deep into her as possible, gave off a deep growl and increased his pace, determined to get the most out of what he considered to be his last chance, to at least feel what Jason had experienced during his first time with Freerah for he knew that, as good as it felt, it would last only as long as his real body remained intact. He was correct only on part of his assumption.

He was almost at his peak when a bright flash and the sound of a massive explosion in front of them caused him to stumble and fall out of Feih and onto his rear back in his human form.

Feih stood, spun around growled and leapt at him.

Although her mouth was closed and her claws were not aimed at him he raised his arms to ward off her surprise attack, but only felt the shock wave of another explosion and not her body hitting his.

He pulled his arms down and found that he had exited the clearing where Feih had attacked him at high speed as more explosions rocked the area and that the amber glow had been replaced by various shades of gray, almost as if he was using a higher resolution version of the night vision setting on his helmet's visor.

He tried and turn his head to see where the origin of the weapons fire as more nearby explosions gave him brief glimpses of color, some of which he had never seen before that he assumed that were in the infrared and ultraviolet bands), but could not take his eyes from the evasive course he was on. He also saw the return of a broad protrusion in the center of his vision. Combined with his inability to control his direction of movement or any other part his body forced him to conclude that Feih had somehow allowed him to see through her eyes and hear what she heard. When she finally did take a chance to look behind her he was alarmed to see three saucer-shaped Soriss heavy fighters high above the forest's canopy.

Feih returned her head back to her evasive course through the forest as several more explosions destroyed the trees around her.

Her voice was harsh, but tinged with fear when she said. "I need your codes, Matt." He knew what she wanted, but was reluctant to give up his last secret. "If they succeed in killing me you'll die too when the fruit will wears off."

Matt could tell that it was not a threat, but a statement of fact: if she died her stomach would release its stored up acids and digest his body. He gave her what she wanted and was rewarded by a flood of additional sensory information.

He felt the power in her legs as she ran, the rush of air into and out of her lungs as she breathed, the anger she felt toward herself for allowing their enemies to catch her off guard and her feelings toward him. Feelings that he could tell were true despite the short time together.

She pulled out his rifle, the size of a child's toy in her large hands, managed to enter its arming code on its control pad while continuing to dodge the incoming fire, which had gotten closer, then jumped and spun her body after she entered a clear area and fired three shots at her pursuers. A direct hit on one destroyed it in a spectacular explosion, but the other two managed to peel away in time so that their shields deflected most of the rifle's firepower.

Feih landed and felt Matt's reaction to what had just happened: his weapon was not powerful enough to do any further damage if they maintained such evasive maneuvers so she ran into the denser parts of the forest and returned his weapon to her suit's pouch.

Their luck seemed to run out when exited the tree line and skidded to a halt at the edge of a deep and narrow ravine.

Matt became alarmed when he sensed what she had decided to do and doubted if they would survive.

She ignored his concern and jumped just as their two remaining pursuers cleared the treetops and opened fire. They just missed hitting her tails as she leapt. Matt screamed as they descended into the several hundred meter deep canyon.

He felt the presence of her twin tails when she used them to help spin her body around so that she could dig her claws into the lose earth of the near side to slow them down. He also felt her pain as her actions threatened to tear them from he, but her plan had worked. The lead fighter had over pursued and passed her.

She pushed off toward the opposite wall and landed upon the top of it when it tried to gain altitude then leapt off again. The sudden change in masss cased it to lose control and impact the opposite side and explode.

Helped along by the pressure wave from its explosion Feih landed upon the second fighter which had held it's fire for fear of hitting its comrade.

Helped along by the pressure wave from the explosion of the first fighter when it hit the canyon wall she made onto the second fighter.

The pilot of this one was good: he or she had already adjusted the fighter's lift so that Feih's considerable mass did not stop it from ascending when she landed on it; even so its gain in altitude was slower than what the helpless human within her body had expected. His main worry became that the pilot would tilt the craft far enough to one side so that she would slide off into the air and fall to her death. He was amazed when Feih successfully hooked her claws into the craft's armored hull and stayed in place when the pilot did try it.

She inquired about what he knew of how it functioned and in less than a fraction of a second he gave her what she wanted. She positioned her face over one of the fighter's air intakes and opened her mouth just as they cleared the rim of the canyon. Then, from deep somewhere inside her torso, unique glands secreted a volatile mix of chemicals that were brought with up with her next breath and expelled from her mouth. Once in contact with the oxygen in the air the mixture ignited and was sucked into the ship. With the deed done she pushed off into the open air.

Feih, after several acrobatic flips, landed on all fours without injury on the opposite side of the ravine where she stood and turned around in time to see multiple explosions tear the fighter apart.

Matt could sense that she felt that that had been a terrible waste of valuable protein. He also wished that the pilot had ejected when he felt her warm blooded body begin to make certain demands.

She sensed his increased apprehension over his situation and headed off into the forest with renewed urgency, but at a pace much slower than before.

He knew that she was trying to conserve energy to put off her need for food; that Driska had not been sufficient to satisfy her. When he tried to communicate with her she ignored him and resumed her earlier high speed pace. This only made his original fears return.

She had covered several dozen kilometers before he started to sense a change in her overall demeanor.

He pleaded with her to keep her promise, but her answer was an abrupt end to their link and a return to a state of unconsciousness.