Smart Poisons - 4 - Cleanliness
"Well Aya, hun, we have a little bit of bad news..." Rower spoke over the intercom, "As it turns out, your... 'little soldiers' aren't so good at fighting battles. Actually, you're completely sterile. You could plant your seed in a million women and it wouldn't do anything."
Aya mulled that over a bit. He could figure one way they found out; taking samples from Kenson, the calico psychiatrist that had had some fun with him the day before. He figured it wasn't a very clean way to get a sample, but perhaps they put something inside the feline to capture at least some of the seed before it was mixed with the cat's own fluids. He shrugged it off. He didn't want babies anyway, "Huh. Oh well."
The husky smiled at that, "Oh good. A number of males would have been devastated. Haven't found that special someone yet, huh?"
The white snake turned to look at Rower with one of those 'what do you think?' looks. Before the Shift, he was a complete loner, and afterwards he became a soldier for the Militia. Not a whole lot of time in there to have a special someone.
"Well, I'm sure you'll find someone someday, you're cute." Rower gave a little wink, and Aya's expression changed rapidly at that. He blushed! "Well, anyway, we have another visitor for you. He's a high ranking soldier for the Imperium come to interview you. You best take a shower. We'll give you a fresh set of clothes, so don't worry about your jumpsuit. Oh, and practice a polite way to introduce yourself while you're at it. You're going to have to be on your best behavior sweetheart!" Rower turned and bounced away, happy as ever.
Aya, formerly Kaze, turned to look at the little bathroom. He took a deep breath, went through the routine of cleaning himself and his tail, and found new clothes waiting for him in the airlock.
He blinked a few times. Aya, being a serpent, had no legs, so any pants that he wore would have to be modified, or else he wore modified skirts so they had pockets, and at least looked to be of a masculine style. The clothes in the airlock were a white blouse and a black pleated skirt, something a schoolgirl might wear! He held the hem of the skirt with two fingers of each hand as if it were something dirty.
"I suppose this isn't that bad. I mean, I am a snake after all. It's not like they're making me wear panties." He muttered under his breath, slipping into the clothes, picking at them a little, as if he was about to shed a particularly itchy skin.
The ranking officer in question was a young Major by the name of Nikoai. No last name, just simply Major Nikoai, or Nik for short. That's how he introduced himself, anyway, "Yes, I chose the name after the Shift. It's a name of significance." The Major was a reptile, a gecko in fact, but many of his features suggested something else. He was well-built, but handsome. His eyes weren't big and buggy like a gecko's might be, and his skin was smooth, colored a motley mix of red and black across his back, and a lighter orange along his chin, chest, and stomach. His tail was quite thick, but not as prehensile as Aya's was. He was dressed in an officer's uniform, blue, simple, straight, borrowed from the former United States dress uniform. It contrasted in an ugly way with the color of his scales, but Aya knew it could have been worse.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Nikoai." Aya bowed and the Major returned it. "I'm Aya. Simply Aya. It's the name I've been given here." He sensed a shock about to come through the floor, but none came. Perhaps that was an acceptable answer. He'd have to test it later. Other ways of phrasing the way he'd gotten the name resulted in shocking. Habit training, he knew it, but he'd gotten used to it by now.
The two of them sat, Aya on her own coils atop her futon and Nik on a chair that had been brought in through the airlock. A taser gun rested in its holster at his side. They talked a while, Aya shortly about his time in the lab, but he tried to keep the conversation about Nik, to try and gain some information about the outside world, how the war was going.
"Well, we've finally secured all of North America. It's a major step, since now we can focus on border protection instead of fighting within. The Militia still have a strong base across the Atlantic in Africa and parts of Europe, but the real threat is the Confederacy. They've found ways to live in Siberia, keep their troops' morale high even in the cold, and it could prove threatening if they try to attack via the North Pole. That's the most recent report, and all I've been allowed to give you." Nik sighed softly. He wanted to continue, Aya could tell. There was a lot about the war that was going on, and it wasn't bad news, not to Nik at least. Nik wanted to explode with all the victories he personally had accomplished. At least that's the vibe Aya got off of him, "Anyway. Why snake, do you think?"
Aya blinked at that question, pondering it's meaning a moment, "Um, I'm not sure what you mean, sorry."
"Why did you become a snake?" Nik said a little slower, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Well, believe it or not, this is the same body that I had imagined and drew on paper. You heard it on the news after the Shift; people becoming their ideal selves."
Nik nodded to that, "I know that. I guess you've really been cut off. It's kind of normal to ask 'why whatever species' now, at least in the Imperium. People that didn't imagine themselves as what they became can at least draw other conclusions, such as habits and preferences. But for those that did imagine, it's expected for them to explain why they imagined themselves the way they did."
The serpent looked down at his tail, smiling softly, "I chose this mostly for coolness. I liked the idea of not having legs or annoying feet. And curling up in a protective ball of myself is kind of a literal way of what I do in my head sometimes anyway. Haha, sorry, I sound like a loner!"
Nik smiled at that, "Don't worry about it. I understand though."
Aya quickly picked up on this new ritual, "So, how about you? Why a gecko, and a red and black one at that?"
"Honestly I think it's because of the habits I have. I tend to enjoy very warm weather, being from former Texas. I always liked geckos. I hunted them as a child, so I guess torturing them in their little cups with sticks is finally coming back to get me, huh? I enjoy it though. I can go a long time without food, and that's very helpful in the middle of a battle."
"I can only imagine. The longest I've gone is three days after a really big meal. My fast metabolism still has a hold in me I guess. What brings you to this place though? Why me?"
"Hm." The gecko glanced out the glass cage to Rower, who was waiting outside the airlock in a chair, listening to the conversation, taking notes. She glanced up to Nik and shook her head violently. Aya missed the motion, focused on Nik and his bright yellow eyes. The gecko turned back and offered a polite smile, "I'm afraid I can't say. I can only tell you that I have an interest in this facility. Part of my duty is to protect it. Lately I've been organizing the security personnel. It's boring, but good work, and it's a signal that the war is going to be over soon."
"Oh yeah? What will you do after the war, do you think?"
"Hm. I haven't given it much thought. Something boring. Maybe I'll be a teacher. I hear you get a new experience every year, so that should keep me on my toes."
Aya laughed a little at that, "A teacher?" he shook his head, "I could never imagine being a teacher. I hate kids. All ages, they're all jerks." He shrugged nonchalantly.
"You think so?" Nik watched Aya curiously, shifting in his seat a bit, "That's funny. I love kids. The toddlers say the funniest things sometimes, and the babies are cute as anything. Then they grow up and you can actually have conversations with them, teach them right and wrong. I think they're wonderful." Nik's smile was wide, a father's smile. It seemed like he knew he was virile, and very proud of it.
"Hm." Aya bit her tongue, "Well, I hope you find someone someday that shares that interest." He smiled politely.
They talked about a few other things. The conversation lasted quite a while, and by the end of it, they said their polite good-byes and the Major left.
Rower came in afterwards, "Ooh, he's studly isn't he?" she bounced into the chair the gecko left behind, clipboard and pen in hand, "What do you think? Do you like him?"
Aya shrugged a little, "He's a cool guy I guess." He shrugged again, "I enjoyed talking to him."
"How about his looks? Did you like how he looked? Wasn't he sexy?" Rower's smile had never been more eager, as if Aya held the location of the Holy Grail and was about to give Rower it's exact location.
"I think the suit didn't suit him very well, and, yeah, he had a nice build. His scales were cool, and his eyes... Since the Shift I haven't seen any eyes like that before." Aya's own eyes went wide, then relaxed, "That's about it."
Rower jotted a few notes down on her clipboard, seeming a little disappointed, a little tense, but that quickly faded, and after it did she was filled with an energy Aya had yet to see in the husky. She hopped up, "Good! Oh good, good, good!" she bounced out after patting Aya on the head.
A month passed and Aya shed his skin again. The doctors were there to take it, and complimented him on his recovery. All the scars he'd received from the surgery had disappeared completely. A little over a month and he'd healed fully from very invasive surgery when they mapped out his physiology.
After the shedding, Rower came and spoke over the intercom, "Aya sweetheart, it's time for your next surgery! Clean up and come on out."
Aya nodded once. He took a quick shower, slipped into a clean jumpsuit, and slithered out to meet the entourage of doctors waiting for him. They lead him into the audience surgery chamber once again, and after a firm scrubbing from doctors in their scrubs, he laid out on the ultra-clean table. His heart thumped hard in his chest as he laid back. What could they do to him this time? He hoped they wouldn't try to give him legs. He loved his precious tail too much, and he always had bad experience with feet before the Shift.
One surgeon hooked the serpent up to the anesthetics, but didn't turn them on just yet. Rower stroked her latex-covered hand over his forehead, "Don't worry sweetheart. You'll be perfectly fine. We can't really tell you what we're going to do, but you're going to like it, I promise. Is there anything I can do to help you relax?"
Aya knew just what he'd want, and what a perfect time to ask for it! "I want to see under the lab coat."
Rower flinched, "You want me to take off all my clothes, here?"
The serpent flicked his tongue at the husky eagerly, "No, no. Just the lab coat."
Rower glanced to the other doctors, and to the audience that was starting to enter the room. Worry flashed across her eyes! She finally ordered the shade closed over the glass dome above, and the doctors to leave. It was just her and him now. "Alright, but this is the only time."
The husky gingerly slid out of the scrubs, keeping her surgeon's mask and hair cap on, but removing her lab coat. Aya had been right. She was busty! E-cup breasts covered by a black blouse, held up by a leather corset, wide hips garbed in a tight mini-skirt. She looked ready to star in a bondage porn flick! Her shapely thighs were held tight by transparent stockings, her feet dressed in thick boots, the bottoms of which were covered by floor-protecting slips.
Aya's eyes went wide, and he completely missed the arousal peeking out of his sheath, standing proud in the air. The doctor blinked in surprise, "Oh crap. No, no! You can't get aroused now!" she glanced back to the door, hopping over and locking it, "Grr, naughty girl! Now what to do..." she glanced around the room quickly, her voluptuous breasts bouncing in the corset, her hips swaying tantalizingly with every step. How she could hide such assets was a miracle, but the snake knew why. If she went around with that body, nobody would be able to concentrate on their work! He watched her rump bounce in the tight skirt, tongue flicking rapidly to try and catch her real scent.
She brought out a latex glove, squirting soap into two of the fingers, then slowly stretching it over Aya's two shafts, each cock slipping into one of the soaped fingers. After he was properly covered, the busty husky girl covered herself back up in her scrubs and began to enthusiastically stroke his shafts nice and vigorous into the latex glove.
Aya laid her head back, breathing deep, letting out soft groans of delight, closing his eyes and savoring the moment. She was good at it, knowing just how to pleasure both of his shafts at once, thumbing the tips and tickling the undersides, even touching along his sheath, into it between his shafts, where he discovered a new thing about himself: one of the most sensitive spots in his body. She touched there again, and when she saw that he was responding so well, focused her attention there. It took the serpent a shameful two minutes before he exploded into the glove, wincing a few times, twitching atop the table.
Breathing came deep and slow, and he hardly noticed as the husky carefully slid the glove off and gave his soapy, slick shafts a good sponging before setting back up for surgery. His shafts slid back in their hiding spot, and he relaxed. The shades were opened, the other surgeons let back in, and the show commenced.
Aya wasn't put all the way under. Just like that time, he knew what was happening, and could respond to questions. Just like last time doctors came and went. The audience changed, and sometimes it seemed as though drinks and meals were being served to those that stayed the longest. Aya could have sworn he'd even seen Nik on a number of occasions. He always stayed the longest, too, those bright eyes so wide. He noticed the calico Kenson next to him once, speaking to him, but it all was so fast, he could only nod his head so slightly, and sometimes he couldn't even do that thanks to some restraints.
He never slept, just watched in his daze for who knew how long. Some time later, he came out a little farther from his daze, and Kenson and Rower were there. Rower asked, "Tell me hun, do you prefer curvy or petite?" Coming out of his daze, Aya noticed pain welling up inside his whole body, but slowly, "Hurry now!"
So funny! Such a petite woman next to such a curvy woman, and he'd had fun with both of them. Not much, but there had been fun in there. He simply shook his head a little, "It's all... guuuuud..." and then he went under again.
Time passed. More this time. It was like enlightenment, in a way. He could see everything, and it was all going by as if he wasn't a part of it, but he knew very well that he was. He was at the center of everything, all the motion and noise and attention. And there was Nik. His eyes were so wide and bright today...