So Furry ONLY SPECIAL! The Turn of the Tide.
Turn of the Tide Chapter 1
Michelle Teague
This is a sofurry only special. It will appear here, and here alone. This story involves war, murder, plot twists, Teen sex, underage, drinking smoking, herm, male female, M/M, M/F, M/h, gore, guts, Blood, slight hyper, size difference, space, space ships, fanfic(dr who, iron man, and generally every sci-fi i can fucking lay my hands on), rape, betrayal, revenge, suicide, and genocide. You are now warned and can continue at your own risk. comments are appreciated, Reviews are needed. This is an original NeonPinkFeline work. It is not going to be a stand alone, it is part of a series. depending on how well this goes over, it may become a novel available only on SoFurry.
Deriko stood outside the walls of the city. The last refuge of his kind. All that once existed of his proud race was long dust and ash. The war, the fucking war. It dragged on and on like a wheel. It never stopped. It only paused on occasion. Lives lost, people hurt, he didn't care anymore. He had given up on hope. He had stopped feeling anything. He simply didn't care anymore. It was just time now. Time was his only enemy. How long could he hold out before the last shred of his sanity snapped? He didn't know.
Deriko was a wolf, but not like the others. He was born with a bit more physical prowess. He was of the Alpha line. His father had at least left him that before he went off to war. Alphas were superior physically, as well as mentally. Some said it was genetic manipulation, a thousand years ago. Some wolves wanted to be better than the rest. Now they had it. Extended life, living hundreds of years. Above mortal strength, increased endurance, increased metabolism, and a brain that came standard with a 195 IQ. Deriko was exceptional, even to those standards. His body had come with a few added features. He could heal incredibly fast, he had increased speed, and was one of the fortunate few Alphas that were hardwired with nano-tech cybernetics.
Nanite technology allowed him certain traits. He would never have to fear toxins and poisons in the known database. Nerve gas had no effect on him, other than a runny nose. His body and suit were wirelessly connected. It was just a bit bigger than he was, making similar to the popular comic character Iron Man, from the stuff they picked up from Earth. BUt ancient fairy tales held no place on the battle field.
Deriko closed his eyes, "Command Sequence. Verify...." "Voice Code Confirmed. Please state Biometric Armor command code." "Command Code Alpha-3-3-4-2-9-0-Beta. Self destruct trigger. 8-8-9. Silent countdown." ".........Are you sure sir?" That was new. usually the suit obeyed his every command. Why would it question him now? Yes, it was sentient, almost a living thing. It could think for itself, react when he was unable to command it, and was programmed for self preservation in the event of his death. But....it had never questioned his orders before. "Yes.." he said finally. "Yes I am certain. Self Destruct Trigger 8-8-9 Silent Countdown."
The timer appeared on his visual screen. Five minutes. Five fucking minutes......"Who set that timer?" "I did sir. I set it because I want to try and convince you this is not the right choice of action." Deriko snarled, curling his lip up. His eyes dilated as he barked at the AI in his suit. "Run it down to a few seconds." There was a buzz. "No such command code exists. Timer is locked and counting."
Deriko sat and growled. The AI in his suit was coded to his DNA, but that didn't mean it was his slave. He had to make a choice. Dump the suit and handle it himself, or just wait the five minutes. "Fine," he said after a few seconds, "Try and convince me. Make me see there is reason to live. I did so much wrong. Show me one thing I did right." "Voice code acknowledged. Beginning video display. Start date, 183748.98 Year 5729. Planet Lluipose."
The screen filled with violent images. The battle. "AI! AI respond! Find a path to a safe point!" Beep beep "No safe points found sir. Routing you to safest possible location." The wolf was shooting as he ran, trying to follow the map he was given. "Damn it! AI this is behind enemy lines!" "Safest possible point sir. No nearer points are safe. Retreat is not an option." The wolf ran, trying to understand why his AI was taking him to the most dangerous place. FInally he entered a warehouse. The shooting and explosions continued outside. There was nothing he could do for the unit. They were toast. The battle had been a set up. Everyone was gonna be dead soon enough. He had his orders. Protect the suit. No on board AI systems or tech could fall into enemy hands. "Why are we here?" The suit beeped and opened up. "You requested a safe point sir. I brought you here as it was the only place not burning. Please wait here while I prepare rescue."
Deriko stepped out of the suit as it compressed down to a more compact size. "In the event of breach of this facility, I am prepared to reinstate combat protocol and begin function in, 30 seconds." "Take your sweet time eh?" The computer buzzed, "Improper command codes sir." The wolf rolled his eyes. Next time he was getting an AI with a sense of humor, and probably a female version. The male voices always made him feel uncomfortable. Like he was sharing the suit with another person.
An hour of time passed, with him nervously pacing back and froth. He was about to order the suit to stop when it beeped. "Rescue is arriving sir. Please step back inside the suit." He was getting in when the door burst open. "Rescue has arrived. Please prepare to commandeer the vehicle located outside." Deriko snapped, "That is not rescue! that is the enemy!" "Yes sir. I am well aware. Please prepare for combat." "Fuck you. Override, AI shut down, Initiate manual control ACTIVATE!" The suit snapped shut on him, locking him inside as the AI shut down. Hefting his gun up, the wolf let the sensors lock onto his nano-tech implants.
The data confirmed his ID and the suit powered up. He ran at the soldiers as they opened fire. The bullets bounced off his armor, reflecting in all directions. As he reached them, he snatched the first one up by his head. He swung him into the second, then squeezed. In his mind, Deriko noted the one he was holding was a female fox. Pretty thing, but unfortunate enough to be on the wrong side of his weapons. Her head exploded in his paw, gushing the brains and eyes all over the metal hand. "MISHKA!!!!" another screamed and let loose a full auto barrage on the suit's helmet. Derkio turned on him and grabbed the gun, crushing it as it was still firing.
It exploded, blowing the gunner's hands off with it. He screamed as he dropped to his knees. Deriko kicked him in the face, effectively severing his head from his body in pieces, and creating a bloody mess. The others began to run for their lives. They never got the chance. Deriko swung his rifle up, and the targeting system locked on. Sixteen shots, for four furs. the 95 caliber rounds blow them to blood covered chunks. The floor was a puddle of blood and guts and brains and eye balls, and stuff Deriko couldn't even name.
Coming outside, he saw the transport. It sat, idling as the driver tapped his paws on the steering wheel, listening to music transmissions. Deriko walked up to the vehicle and tapped the window. The fur turned, an otter. He looked at Deriko, and his eyes widened in terror. He just stared as the wolf opened his helmet. "One chance.....you drive me back around across the lines to my people for pick up. You do that, I wont kill you in some disgusting way. You fail me, or betray me I will rape you with this gun, then shoot you." The otter nodded softly, looking to the console. He tapped in the codes and the truck started as Deriko sat in the back.
Half an hour's drive past burning bodies, destroyed fighter, busted armor, and a land soaked in blood to the point it was utterly gushing red. The truck came to a stop and Deriko got off. Then he ripped the door off and pulled the otter out. his transport was just landing, "please.....let me go. I don't wanna die. Im just a driver." "You are coming with me. Argue and die, resist and die. You think I can do nasty things to you right now, just wait til I get this suit off." The transport landed, automated perfection some called it. A ship with no pilot. Just give it a destination and it did the rest. Deriko went inside, locking the door and dropped the otter on the floor.
The poor bastard cowered against the door as The ship began to rumble and take off. Deriko stepped out of his suit, and stood over the otter. Not even half his size. "Get up, start moving." THe otter scampered to the other door. Once inside, and through the only corridor he saw he had entered a basic cockpit area. No crew could be seen. "Sit down. Exit speed is a bitch." He pushed the otter into a seat and made sure he strapped in. Then the wolf strapped himself in. The sudden G-force hit them both, shoving their guts into the seats under them as they shot out into space.
After a bit it stopped and Deriko released his safety harness. "We have a week before we reach fleet. Plenty of time to get to talk and get to know each other." "Why didn't you kill me?" "Information. I want some. You have some. Everyone, from the top down, knows something they aren't supposed too. You can tell me or I can force it out of you at the end of my knife. Your choice." The wolf turned to a console and began punching in coordinates.
The otter licked his lips. "I drive, I know routes, supply levels, fuel depos, food stocks. What do you want?" "Everything. Start talking into that mic. It will record everything, then we can negotiate how your life will go from here." Hours later, the ship was parked behind a small moon. Locking in orbit around the celestial body, the wolf was cleaning his armor. The otter was staring at him, wondering and waiting. He knew he was useless at this point. The wolf have already transmitted the data. Fleet Command had it already. So why was he still alive?
The wolf set the armor in the capsule and locked it in place. "Come on, let's get some food. My quarters are the only ones on my ship, so all the food and stuff is in there." The wolf led him down a small corridor and into a side room. Once there, the otter was slightly amazed. This room was huge. Had to be bigger than the whole of the ship. How could a room this size exist in such a small ship? "It's called dimensional displacement. Pocket dimension held in the confines of the container. I can carry an arsenal in my armor sub structure. This ship is ten times larger on the inside. I have a training room, Living quarters complete with dinning and showering facility, entertainment room, the bridge, a docking air lock, and emergency ejection pod."
The otter was amazed at the whole of it all. But he was starting to feel the wolf was showing him too much. Why would you let your enemy live after showing him your secrets? He looked at the wolf and backed up. "If you're going to do it, then do it. You got what you wanted from me. So just make it fast." The wolf looked at him, knowing well what was running through his head. "Alright. I will. But I don't really want too....." "What?" The wolf sat on a chair by the desk. "I don't want to. I'm tried of this shit. I'm tired of all the crap that comes with all this. Yea, I'm an Alpha. A pure blooded killing machine. And what do I want more than anything?" he scoffed at himself as he began tapping on a keypad. "You want something else....you don't wanna fight anymore...do you?"
The wolf paused. Was it really that simple to say? Had he danced around it so long that it was just easier for another to say? "Yes. I wanna settle it down. Live peacefully. Don't get me wrong, I love the bloodshed. It's hardwired into me. But the problem is that when the bloodshed is over, I'm cold and alone. I come here, clean up, and try to sleep until I have to get up and fight again. Because I have nothing else"
The otter was skeptical. Alphas were masters o psychology. They could manipulate a victim into divulging information out of pity, fear, or god knows what else. So what kind of game was this. "You want me to just kill you now and make you stop worrying?" "NO!" came the terrified reply on instinct. The wolf smiled, "See, we both get what we want. I get someone to talk to about something other than killing, and you get to live."
The otter bit his lip. He should be braver than this. He should fight this wolf. He should......he should..... his mind went silent as he watched the wolf tapping on the screen. It wasn't communications, or calculations. It was music. He was browsing music. Music from all over the cosmos. Music that was sweet and soft and sad. Music that could be so wonderful. The otter slowly sat on the edge of the bed.
Over the next three days he just observed the wolf. He let him speak and watched how he behaved. It was drastically different from the raging monster from the battlefield. this was a person. A person with wants and needs. Desires, and dreams. The otter soon came to call this wolf a friend. And then the communications began to beep. Orders came in, and the wolf had no choice but to obey. Deriko was reviewing the data. More orders to kill. Kill kill kill. he was sick of killing.
"Deriko....you don't have too. We can...We can run away. Far away. Outside the range of the fleet. There are worlds out there where no one knows there is a war going on. We can go there..." The wolf paused, "Are you trying to save your people....or me?" "You.....I dont care about them anymore. any of them.....that side or the other. Why cant we just run away?" Deriko sat back and closed his eyes, "Because...the war will follow us. It will reach the whole galaxy soon enough. This whole Galaxy will burn and everything in it will die and we will be left alone to keep running away."
The otter sat on the bed, looking at the floor. "There has to be another way. They cant keep fighting forever...." "They can and they will. THey only know war and that's all they crave. It will never end." Deriko whispered as he looked toward the door. "Unless someone stops them." The wolf stood and began walking. "Where are you going?" "I need my armor. I need the hard drive."
The otter followed, Watching the wolf come to the capsule, he opened it. But the armor wasn't there. "SHit....he knows." "Who knows?" "The armor. Its an AI program. We have to get out of here." Deriko turned to the otter and watched, as the lights came on in the bay. The armor stood right behind the otter. "NO...MOVE!" Deriko jumped forward to grab his friend, only to get blood in his eyes as the armor shoved a drill bit through the otter's guts. There was a gurgled cry as the otter was tossed aside. "Deriko. You have been deemed too dangerous to survive. The Commander in Chief of Fleet Operations has ordered the execution of Order 898. Terminate the Alpha that has become a threat. Please kindly prepare for final transmission or your last words to your family or next of kin. All your possessions will be scanned and cleaned and prepared for transport. Your remains will be sent for proper burial. Listed as KIA."
Deriko was backing up as the armor spoke. He bumped into a work bench. Moving around it, he found himself standing over the kit he used to dismantle and repair broken weapons from the armor. "Begin Final transmission now." Deriko looked up, "FUCK YOU ASS HOLES!" The wolf snatched up a pulse blasted and tripped the firing mechanism. The armor had no chance to prepare for an attack. It's central power core took the hit, neutralizing all power supplies. It fell over with a loud clang. Deriko ran for the otter. Still breathing, good sign. "Come on. medical bay." The Wolf picked him up and ran. Yelling orders as he went. "Back up systems override. Emergency code 5-5-6-0-6-9. All ships are classified as threat. Evasive Maneuvers and Combat Tactics take priority in computer systems. Engines go. Select a randomized destination outside fleet control. Route lock. Set. GO!"
The ship lurched, and Deriko jumped. He found himself running on the wall with the G-force shifting under the turn. As the ship stabilized he found himself standing outside the medial bay. Kicking the emergency latch on the floor he got the door open and ran inside. "Medical emergency!" The computer responded, "Please state the nature of the emergency." "Companion. Wounded. Penetrating wounds, Internal bleeding, life threatening." the wolf snapped as he ran to a sink and washed his paws as fast as he could. "Thank you. Initiating medical scan. Scanning. Scanning. Scanning. Subject, Mustilid. Otter. Hermaphrodite, Age, 14. Beginning immediate treatment."
Deriko gloved up and moved to the table. Picking up a tray of tools he brought them over. Locking the tray to the table. He looked at the otter. "Just hold on buddy. You ain't going no where." He slid a mask over the otter's face. Turning the anesthetic over to the computer, he began working on the wounds. Through and through, half the otter's guts were ripped out. he was suffering blood loss. The computer had already matched blood type and began pumping a synthetic version into the otter to make up for it. It took Deriko and the computer thirty six straight hours of surgery, over half the synthetic blood supply in the reserves, and the complete set of all tools on board to finally stop the bleeding. The computer was currently processing synthetic organs that could act as temporary replacements while it located proper medical facilities.
Deriko sat on the chair beside the bed. He was looking at the otter. 14......14 years old. He was a kid. A child. nothing more. He was...he was.....Awake! The otters soft moans drew the wolf's attention. "Hey kid...hey..." The wolf gripped the otter's paw. "H..hey boss. Guess I got hurt huh?" The wolf nodded. "Sorry about that. Its my fault. I should have kept you safe." "D..Dont worry about it. It's nothing serious. We always bounce back." The wolf smiled. "The computer is making some synthetic parts for you. Your guts kind of got left in the bay floor. So we have to make you new ones." The otter nodded softly, almost smiling. "Where are we?" Deriko looked at the computer. "Still traveling...headed for as far from this war as we can get for now."
The otter nodded and nodded off. When the ship finally came to rest, the Wolf looked at the screen. "Wha....Why are we here?" The computer beeped. "Central Core processing has determined that this planet is the safest place within range of proper medical attention." The wolf moved to the screen, looking back at the otter a moment before looking at the screen again. He touched the screen and brought up the interface. "Carzan 3. Computer. Compile a relative timeline of Carzan 3 for viewing. Begin scanning the planet, send out signals stating we need medical assistance and mean no harm, but will use terminal force if approached with hostile intent." "Affirmative." The computer rolled the information together and then sent it across the screen.
Once a mining colony, the place was abandoned when the mines ran empty. They were bought up by a privateer company The company then spent a few decades mining other materials form the dirt and making some money. Then they hit something they never thought possible. They found a lost civilization. the whole of the galaxy marveled at it. People of all planets and races came to study. It was determined that this civilization predated any known, and was far more advanced. Their technology, while strange, enabled all races to advance by leaps and bounds.
Then it all went wrong. They started finding weapons and biological labs. This race, it was determined, was wiped out by it's own experiments. Experiments, it seemed, that had not gone away. The excavation broke into a chamber deep below the surface of the planet. A weapons storage facility. Cryotubes, hypersleep chambers, whatever any race called them, was there in the millions. The whole of their research preserved. The cavern had been broadcasting a signal since the civilization was discovered. And then it was found. The signal's source. This was it.
Deriko watched the initial videos. The first researchers wandering through the tubes. Most looked relatively well preserved. Others were not so lucky. A loose stone from the ceiling came down and broke the chamber. Drug induced sleep, and the things starved to death in their slumber. Others looked mutated. The further in they got, the worse it looked. Each set of tubes was older and older. Finally they came to the final row. Decrepit and ancient by the standards of the first few they saw. It was monstrous to look at them. Massive tubes for each creature. and each creature was just as massive and mutated. some with hundreds of eyes and thousands of tentacles. Others covered in rock hard scales. One that was just a floating brain in a tube with an eyeball stuck in the middle of it.
Deriko flipped through the footage. The chamber was sealed off again but it was too late. The monsters had sensed a presence and woken up. They could not deny the desire for freedom of their prison. And so they began to emerge. One or two. The first few rows of tubes were mostly fur like, and certainly very docile. They were treated as lab rats, and kept alive until their natural deaths. Which was only a few days away. They were not finished, apparently. Lacking immunity to any diseases and with no physical powers of their own they could barely walk.
It was then the others began waking up. These were far less forgiving and much more grotesque. The soldiers handled most, but as more and more came each time things grew grim. The surface of the planet was evacuated. They carpet bombed the whole of the world. Burning it's surface to ash. Reducing it to a barren rock. It took years for the fires to die. Once it was all settled and plant life returned the researchers returned under the Unified Worlds Initiative. A form of united people cooperation, but with a military structured mentality. The beginnings of the current ruling body of the galaxy.
The first years were fine. Then the problems started again. The first site was completely covered in blood. No survivors but no bodies either. Reports ranged from raiders to some new violent race not encountered before. then the security footage was recovered. Derigo watched, as the monsters came from under ground. From the old mine shafts. They came and they did what any monster would do. They did what they needed to propagate their own species.
The first footage came from the fields of rock. A female bear solider on patrol was trying to take a piss. Her pants were down and she was knelt over a ditch. She never saw it coming in the darkness. The tentacle beast from the first segment of footage. It came very slowly and silently. Covered in a thick, clear slime that did not reflect light. It slid over the ground swiftly and silently. It was vicious in it's attack. Before she could utter a scream her mouth was stuffed with a thick tentacle that plugged her whole throat. it pushed down into her lungs, flooding them with the same clear fluid. It was highly oxygenated. Allowing the victim to breath, but prohibited the use of the vocal cords because of the fluid. binding her limbs was swift as well.
The beast fairly wrapped itself around her. Using its sheer size and thick tentacles to hold her still, it forced her legs open until they broke at the hips. Her muffled screams were soon lost as the beast brought up a needle tipped tendril. Jabbing her in the gut with it, it flooded her body with a relaxing agent. The beast waited until she stopped struggling to begin on her. It brought a thick, drooling tendril that was clear to her nethers. The tendril squirted several thick loads of clear good on her crotch and ass. After rubbing itself on her crack and pussy to make sure she was coated, the monster pulled her tighter against itself toward a mouth of some kind.
The video died, but a sort of x-ray version took place then, like an instructional video. Inside the mouth were several tendrils. This creature needed a surrogate for it's eggs to hatch. They needed a warm body to incubate in. So it evolved ways to do it. Drawing in a warm blooded creature, the mouth covered them up to the neck and then closed tightly. The tentacle in their throat continued to pump fresh fluid into their lungs. As it secreted a substance into their throat that some how acted as a simple food source. The tendrils in the mouth then invaded all the holes it could find. The first moved up into the genitals. For males it seems it slid a thin tube down the cock and into the testicles. By chemical means it forced the victim to continue to ejaculate several times a day. The creature used this collected semen as a means of creating the simple food source for the victim. A similar process was done to females.
IN a female creature, the tendrils sank in deep, slowly working to the ovaries. There they forcibly entered the ovaries and sent them into overdrive. Production of egg cells became equal to what an average male sperm count would be. Again, this was used to make that simple food source for the victim. From there, another set of tendrils extended into the rectum of the victim. Cleaning the victim out was the first stage. It burrowed further and disconnected the large and small intestines. Once sealed the victim would digest all of the simple food source, no longer needing to make waste. After that it got worse. They were turned into living egg storage. Ovipositors were positioned in the rectum and the womb.
The beast slowly began pumping eggs into them at a rate of about three an hour. After the victim had reached physical capacity, the beast retracted the ovipositors. As they were retracted, they sealed the womb and rectum with a wax like substance that hardened and prevented anything in or out. Keeping the victim in position for the length of time until the eggs were ready to hatch. Each egg was like a snake's egg. Soft and leathery. As the young breached the shell, the victim would scream in pain as the young tore the waxy plugs out, physically forcing them through an opening too small to let it pass so easily. Once the plug was out, the young spilled out of the host, and into the mother creature. They were then birthed through a sort of birthing canal into the world and the mother moved on to let them grow as she began producing another batch of eggs.
Deriko killed the video feed. he had seen enough. He knew well enough that the planet had been nuked a hundred years ago. It was lifeless. but the minerals the planet contained were still valuable and as such the original company had maintained it's mining rights. The company maintained a full staff at all times. As well as allowed mining rights to other companies and worlds for a small fee. Usually a portion of the mined products.
Deriko looked at the next screen, which displayed a hailing frequency. The wolf brought it up. "This is the mining platform Beta 7-7-1. We understand you are in need of medical assistance Alpha. Please land on our platform and prepare for boarding of medical staff. We are unarmed, we are only miners. Please respond." Deriko picked up the mic. "Platform Beta 7-7-1 this is Alpha Deriko. Designation: Destroyer. Listed as kill on sight by the Unified People's military. Please acknowledge that you still accept my landing."
Deriko knew it was risky. They could open fire. But if they had no weapons then they were just miners and would offer him assistance. There were no shots fired. The computer detected nothing hostile. After a moment, the comms came online. "This is the Foreman. Alpha Deriko, please do not bring weapons on my platform. We understand you have a young civilian on board. We will render medical assistance. But our medical bay is limited and so are supplies."
Deriko acknowledged the transmission and began broadcasting the landing signal. He brought his small ship around and softly landed on the platform. An airlock bridge extended to his ship and locked into place. Once sealed, he was notified and went to the door. The door opened and he was met by a bear the size of a house. "Foreman?" Deriko asked. The bear nodded and held up a medical box. "Just want to make sure you aint gonna stab us in the back first. once I know it's true, I'll call the medical officer in here." Deriko nodded and led the Bear to the medical room. Upon seeing the otter with his stomach laid open and most of his guts replaced by synthetics, the bear radioed in.
Within an hour the otter was stabilized in the medical wing of the mining platform. Deriko watched the doctors tending to him through the glass wall. "He'll survive. But he's going to need replacement organs soon. Synthetics only last a few months. We could get the stuff to regrow them, if his original organs were still viable. You said your armor activated on it's own and took him down?" The wolf nodded, "What is to stop it from doing it again?" The Foreman asked. The wolf grinned, "Fried it's power cells. All of them. Funny thing about the armor we Alpha's use. A Phased Pulse blast will turn it off. Of course putting power back into it reactivates the suit. But I have ways around that too."
The bear nodded, "Alright. And what's to stop me from killing you and turning your dead body over to the Command? They put a bounty out on your head." "What's to stop me from kill your crew, cutting out your livers, roasting them over a fire and forcing you to watch while I eat them before I rip your ball sac off and stuff it up your ass?" "You could have just said you would kill us all." The wolf snickered and turned. "Send a list of what he needs to my ship. I'm going to rip that armor up and rewire it so it cant be accessed by the Command. Fleet will be looking for me for a year before they come here."
Deriko spent the next four days working over the armor. After disabling all security protocols and removing the weapons he ripped the hard drive out. Hooking it up to an independent computer, he began scrolling the data. He laughed as the AI began resisting him, and tried to put up defenses. Deriko was a skilled programmer. Most all Alpha's were. He easily disabled everything the AI threw at him. Then he began tearing it's programming apart. Deleting sections of it at a time. A form of torture. The wolf was, as he saw it, returning the favor. The AI was screaming, scrolling code over the screens and flashing messages at the wolf to stop. Begging for it's cybernetic life. "Fat chance. You have the ability to deny any order. It's built into you. If you deem the order to be too dangerous or cause harm to innocent bystanders. You almost killed her."
The screen went blank. There was just the command prompt box with the input waiting. "Now then....Since you seem to be listening now, input this. I will rip out your heart and leave you in this shell for the rest of your existence. A permanent bug in your system. Unfixable without the original copy. You dont have a back up file left. You are just ones and zeros at this point. I'm going to hurt you. The way you hurt my friend. I'm going to rip your insides out and leave you laying here, with a patch program continually repairing the tiny holes in your programming. Never whole, but just working. Until all that's left is a mindless machine."
The wolf leaned back, cracking his knuckles. He reached for the keypad when a small, simple message flashed across the screen. 'Please...Please Do Not.' Deriko hesitated. The computer was well versed in psychology, and knew that Deriko hated killing those that actually begged for their lives. Was it trying to stall him, or was it actually able to comprehend the threat and respond as a living being would when left with no means to defend?
He reached for the keyboard again, and the screen blinked again, 'Please Do Not Kill Me....Please.' Deriko sighed. He had gone too far into it now. The program was damaged. There was little left of the AI that could hold together. He moved to the side of the keypad, tapping the number keys and initiating the order for the whole program to freeze.
Deriko couldn't leave it like this, but he certainly wouldn't put it all back together the way it was. He began to get an idea. He picked up where he had let off, dismantling the program for the AI. However instead of just ripping it apart, he was replacing bits of it now. It took him three days. Three days of constant work to finish it. Leaning back, he tapped a command code to unfreeze and reboot the AI Program. He watched it shut down, then boot back up. The computer here was isolated. So if it decided to go homicidal, it had nothing to connect too. No wireless communications, no hard wire lines, nothing. Just a computer to sit in. The wolf watched it come back up. This time there was a face too it. A female wolf. Nude as hell, but at least decently proportioned. Deriko arched an eyebrow. "AI system scanning. Verified. Please designate my name."
It was asking for a name. That was different. But Deriko nodded and spoke, "Dalila." The computer gave a few soft beeps, then the wolfess nodded. "Designation Dalila, confirmed. Good morning Alpha Deriko." "Good morning. Are you able to answer an interrogation?" The computer beeped again, "Affirmative." "Do you retain memory of what happened before I reprogrammed you?" "Affirmative." "Who gave the order to terminate me?" "The order came from a blocked location, processing through authorization code of the Commander and Chief of Fleet forces." Deriko pondered something. "Who is listed as the current commander of fleet?" "Processing. Current commander is listed as Iris Nakitawa. Vixen, Age 39.9. Height 5 meters, weight 56 Kilograms." Deriko began to get an idea.
"So she wants me dead eh? Well I can do that for her. Dalila, send a signal to Fleet stating that I have been wounded badly and have triggered the self destruct of my ship. The timer will run out in two minutes. Send the signal to another installation and set it so that the signal takes time to reach fleet." "Negative sir. Unable to comply at this time. No communications available through this console." Deriko had to laugh. He had forgotten that.
"ALright, well save that order. When I put you back in the suit I want that signal sent." "Affirmative." Deriko sat in his chair, then an idea began to form in his head. "Is it possible that the organs of other persons of different species could be used as replacements for damaged or lost organs in a person?" "Calculating." Deriko leaned back to give the computer time to think. "Calculation complete. Odds are 304,847:1. Organs must be exact blood type match."
Deriko began to form an idea. He was going to end the war by electronic means. Why not get some revenge at the same time? "Log the following as a voice transmission to be sent with the previous order to transmit." "Affirmative. Awaiting recording" "This is Alpha Deriko. You succeeded in killing me. Congratulations. But there are still over two hundred Alphas just like me out there. Males and females that don't care for the rules anymore. We aren't tools. We are people. We're all smart......now take that and choke on it..." he let the AI finish the recording and bundle it all together. Then he shut her down and picked up the hard drive. The armor had no weapons. So he wasn't worried if the thing tried to betray him.
After hooking it back up, he allowed the armor to process it's damages. "Warning. All weapons systems off line. Power is running on an unknown source that I can not determine the duration of." Deriko patted the armor. "Calm down. I hooked you up to the ship's back up power supply. You're isolated until I finish installing a few safety measures." The armor was silent for a moment, before it asked a question. "You no longer trust me do you?" Deriko was a bit surprised by the forwardness of the question, but answered it honestly. "No. I don't. You almost killed my friend. You tried to kill me. Your programming was hardwired with secret orders. Most of it will have to be rewritten."
Silence. Deriko began working on some of the damaged power couplings when the AI spoke again. "Sir. May I speak Freely?" Deriko nodded, "Go ahead." The head of the armor turned to look at him. "I do not wish to be rude. But isn't it strange you wanted me to be female?" Deriko paused, "I suppose it is. I don't really know why I wanted that, but it made me more....comfortable I guess. Having someone to talk to that wasn't as gruff as me." The armor moved it's head back and went quiet again. Deriko was beginning to wonder if it had become sentient. Was it possible? He knew the AI was intelligent, and could think like he could. However, did it possess the ability to become more? Could it evolve and become a living thing?
"Thank you." Deriko almost dropped his screwdriver, "What? What did you say?" "Thank you." "For what?" "Letting me live. Giving me another chance." Deriko set the screwdriver aside, "Look. I didn't do it out of pity. I did it because I don't like killing anymore." "Liar." Deriko looked at the armor. "What did you call me?" "You are lying. You pitied me. You did not want to kill me because you thought I was alive. I may not be made of flesh and blood, but I do bleed." Deriko looked over the armor. It was sort of true. The hydraulic lines, the self lubricating actuators, the weapon's cooling systems. All of those were like the fluids that made his own body function. Blood, water, plasma, the suit was a sort of living thing. It used air intakes to clean it's systems, just like lungs cleaned the blood of CO2 and replaced it with oxygen.
He slowly sat down on a stool. "You wanted to kill me for revenge. Because I was used to hurt your friend. And now that same anger is directed at the ones that gave me the order.....let me help you, please." "Why would you do that?" "I have lived for five hundred years. I was originally a weapons control program for the Fleet Operations. I was present for the sieges of over a hundred worlds. I have killed billions. If It will stop the killing....Let me help you."
Deriko stood slowly. "Maybe. If you can prove I can trust you. Other wise you'll lay on this table forever." He turned and started walking away, but paused when she spoke again, "The organs you need....can be selected from others. Persons of the same blood type and species....I have access to those persons....I can give you their service records, and all of their locations. I can help you harvest those organs....would that prove my loyalty sir?" Deriko put a paw on the door, "It would indeed. Now get some rest. Let the programming cycle. When you reboot we can continue working on you."
Deriko wandered back onto the platform. He went to medical, where his friend was asleep. "She was asking for you." "She?" "Yes, she wanted to be referred to as female. Her reproductive organs missed any major damage. She's still fully functional as both male and female. 14 years of age. Your war trophy?" "Rescue...my responsibility. I ripped her from her home in the middle of a battle. Took her off her world. I was looking for information initially." "Decided you could keep her around for some other use eh?" The wolf let out a growl that silenced the medical technician. "Think what you want of me. I just wanted a friendly face to come home too. Someone to talk to and eat meals with. Some company that wasn't an unemotional computer program designed to teach me new ways to kill."
Three months would pass. The otter revealed her name, finally. Cameron. Deriko gave her his, and they got to know each other much better. They stayed docked, Deriko helping on the platform where he could as a computer technician. The automated supply deliveries came and went, allowing them to stay there. As time passed, Deriko repaired his armor. Cameron was loath to trust it just yet, but Deriko promised her it was completely safe. After a while, the wolf began to notice the otter acting strangely. She rubbed against him frequently as they walked or passed in the halls. Looking at him when she thought he couldn't see. She hugged her pillow very tightly at night, and every morning the bedroom was full of a funky, randy scent that made his head spin lightly.
He waited until she was asleep one night, and got the helmet off his armor. "Basic scan...quietly please." "Affirmative. NO serious injuries detected. No anomalies in her brain. Noted increased levels of certain trace pheromones in the air around her pubic area. Basic medical diagnosis inconclusive. Suggest acquiring a blood sample for full analysis." Deriko nodded softly and moved toward the otter. He froze when she rolled on her back and muttered, "Mmmmm please...." He remained still until he was sure she was still asleep. Coming to the bed he reached over to the side wall. Every room came standard equipped with a small medical kit. Deriko was gentle about it, and moved to her leg. He got the small sample of blood and put a small bandage over the tiny hole.
Moving to his own medical room, he set to work, and let the computer analyze the blood. As the screen began scrolling data, he grunted, "No toxins, no poisons, increased hormone levels.....She's in heat...." he said softly. That was something he had never dealt with. A female in heat, or in this case a herm that was in heat. That explained all the mixed scents. She was in need, and smelling a heated pussy in her sleep made her own cock fire up and probably pop off a small load in her sleep. The scent filled the room and when they both woke up, she was tired and randy, and he was just horny from smelling it all night long.
He bit his lip. Something had to be done. They didn't have the stuff on board to make or administer a hormone treatment of any kind. The synthetic plasma banks were just now getting back to full. Deriko knew he needed to have a chat with her. Just for his own peace of mind. He returned to the living quarters and sealed the door. "Dalila, make sure we aren't disturbed while we talk please." "Yes Sir." Deriko turned on the bedside light and gently shook the otter's arm. "Cameron. Cameron wake up."
The otter sat up sleepily, rubbing her eyes. "What is it? Something wrong?" "Yea. Something is wrong. When were you planning on telling me you are in heat?" The otter's ears shot straight up, as she leaned back a bit cringing. "s...sorry. I just didn't want to bother you with it is all." Deriko sighed, "You should have told me. I'm letting you wander around the platform with a bunch of people that are probably horny as I am after smelling that all night. You're lucky you haven't been raped yet." She looked away, her eyes watering. Deriko knew that reaction. He had brushed a nerve. "Who....when?" he said.
"Before I met you. Another soldier. One of the Fleet commanders was sorting prisoners. He picked me out of the batch to be his little hand maid. When he took me to his tent and had me strip down, he saw what I was. It didn't take long after that before it was a nightly thing for us. He put the gun against my head and told me if I ever breathed a word of this....he'd kill me." Deriko growled softly, "Bastard." "He shot me when he found out I was pregnant.....The trauma killed the baby. They removed it, turned me loose on the world you found me on. I figured neither side could be worse than the other, so I'd fight for the first one to come along and find me. That was two years ago."
Deriko moved to her and hugged her softly. "What was his name?" She bit her lip, fighting down the lump in her throat before speaking. "Col. Sectec R. Pillgram." Deriko made a mental note of that name. He'd pay the Col. a visit later. "Come on...back to bed. I got work to do now." "More stuff in the platform?" "No. The medical lab here is fully recovered. It can process replacement organs as needed now. We're headed for another type of work." "What type?" She asked, "Revenge. Starting with the good Col. Pillgram."
Deriko was watching the monitor. The Col happened to be a jackal. Tall, lanky, and ugly to boot. Missing an eye. He was the perfect representation of what a Nazi in the modern age would have been. Had it not been for the fact the wolf was planning to do some nasty things to him. Cameron had insisted she take part in this one personally, and Deriko had no objections. The otter deserved her chance to repay the favor. All the damage done would be returned on the jackal. His royal asshole was headed for his private quarters. A soundproofed room with no electronic monitoring of any kind. Deriko was waiting, because his armor was to do a swoop and grab.
Headed down for the balcony, the armor was in it's compact form. It appeared as a medium sized package, nothing more. The jackal entered the room, and was lost to sight. Cameron was watching from her own seat. "Now we wait?" The wolf nodded. "Yup. Now we wait. He should be finding the gift any minute. No guards around, a sound proofed room. He wont know what hit him."
After a bit the armor sent a signal that it had acquired the target and was returning. Deriko powered up his ship, which he knew would make him detectable. But at the distance he was at from any major port of call, it was next to impossible that the radar stations would notice him as anything more than a bird. He broad cast no signals and kept low to the ground. As he was maneuvering to catch the incoming suit, he picked up a signal. "Dalila, drone on your 6. Get down." The armor dropped under the trees and remained still. As it waited, the drone passed over. It hovered over the area, before heading on. Deriko lowered his ship and powered it down.
the reflective coating made it look exactly like all the trees and grass around it. The drone shot past with no idea he was there. After an hour, the armor came back up and flew closer. Deriko picked it up, and then shot off into orbit. Once safely on their way into deep space, the wolf and otter walked down to the bay to view their prize. The armor opened up, dumping the officer on the floor. "Hello Col. Pillgram. Welcome aboard. I'm Alpha Deriko, First Class. This is my companion, Cameron. I'm sure you remember her." The Jackal was furious at first, then terrified, then he became indignant.
"Vat iz diz? I um not a child. I um un Offizer of ze Fleet! I demand un explanazion!!!" Deriko spat in the Jackal's face. "You're a filthy shit pile. You remember Cameron?" The jackal wiped his eyes and looked at the otter. Oh he remembered her, certainly. He grinned, "Ja. Ze was un von dat gave me crabs." Deriko kicked the Jackal in the gut. Then he snatched him up and threw him on the worktable. Using the lifting straps the wolf tied the jackal down on his stomach.
"The work bench low enough for you hun? Or should I jack it down some?" The otter came forward, pushing her pants down. "Lower it a bit please. I wanna have a better angle on him." The canine was cussing and screaming as the otter came forward, "You gave me three different diseases, you killed the child I bore from you, and you tried to have me killed before I was released. I think I'm going to enjoy what I'm about to do to you."
Deriko brought out a med kit, loading a syringe gun full of anti-microbial gel, he came to the otter. "Here. this will keep you from getting anything from him." She nodded and thanked him. Injecting herself in the arm, she winced a bit, then smiled, "Hmmm. I wonder. Do you still have that affinity for raping your prizes in their ass until they bleed? Making them cry and beg? I was twelve when you did that to me.....You're what now? 56?" She picked herself up on the edge of the table and moved to sit on his rump.
"You hurt me....in ways no one should ever be hurt. After I'm done with you, I think I'm going to let my friend here do what ever he wants with you. And just watch." The jackal was whimpering loudly, squirming to get away. He could feel the otter's heat leaking down on his tail and rear. She was purposefully grinding herself on him, making her body react. After she was satisfied, she slid off him and stood behind the table. Right between his legs. He tucked his tail, only to have Deriko grab it and pull it up. The wolf then used some kind of chain from the ceiling and latched his tail to it. Unable to hide his pucker, the jackal begged for his life.
Deriko just chuckled as he moved to clean his armor. He let the otter have her way with the dumb fuck. Cameron came behind the Jackal, leaning over him and whispering, "It only hurts for a moment....I promise..." Echoed words the jackal himself uttered before savagely rapping his victims. Cameron did afford the Jackal one relief. She smeared something cold and wet on his ass. Rubbing her thick sheath, she brought her long otter cock to bare. The jackal got a look at it. Not too thick, only two inches. But as long as his own tail. He grit his teeth and tensed up, hoping to keep her out for as long as he could. Unfortunately he could feel it as she came behind him, and slowly began guiding her cock into his rectum. His anal muscles clenched to force her out. But only succeeded in making her moan delightedly as he struggled. She was easing in slowly, grinning as he fought.
She was glad she poured that lubricant on him. He was tight enough it would have tore up her dick. She felt his walls resisting her, and gave a firm shove of her hips. Her length slid forward, though it felt like she broke something and he was screaming now. "Deriko....can you shut him up. i'm trying to concentrate." The wolf snorted and came over. Picking up a shop cloth he gagged the jackal and bound his muzzle up tight. Then he walked back to his armor and began cleaning it.
Cameron rested as she hilted in him. "Damn, he's fucking tight. You should try him when I get done." Deriko burst out laughing. The jackal was crying, muffled screams coming from him as Cameron began rocking her hips back and froth. Inexperienced, she soon blew her load. It didn't take too long with her thrusting hips to push her over the edge. Emptying a small load inside him, she slowly pulled out. Picking up a shop cloth and wiping her dick off she smiled at the wolf. "Your turn."
The wolf walked over, his length straining against his flight suit. "Hmmm didn't loosen him up too much. Oh well. My knot should do the trick. Think we should keep him after this? Keep him for a slave?" he asked as he loaded another syringe gun with anti-microbial for his own arm. Injecting himself and looked to Cameraon. The otter was wiping herself off, "No. We can just dump him in space after this. No need keeping him around if we don't need him. Besides there is always the possibility he will do something completely stupid to draw attention to us."
The wolf nodded ans he unzipped his suit. Cameron got a good look at him now. Lean, toned muscle. Thick, luxurious fur. A long wagging tail, strong back and neck. and then she saw his cock. The knot wasn't even swollen yet and he was easily the length of her forearm and just as thick. She found herself drooling slightly at the thought of it penetrating her, but intimately rather than aggressively. Deriko noticed and smirked at her. "Something on your mind?" She paused, considering actually saying something. But shook her head. "go ahead. You need the relief." He nodded and moved between the jackal's legs.
Pillgram was screaming again, trying to beg them to stop. Deriko paid him no heed, and just buried the whole of his length in the jackal. The scream that followed was nothing short of terrified agony. As the wolf pulled back, he saw blood. Cameron was grinning, the kind o grin one does when some dark satisfaction is granted. She watched the wolf roughly rape the smaller canine. Then the knot began to swell. "Hold it out of him until it's full. Then put it in." she said. He grunted with a nod. The jackal was whimpering now, just twitching. Broken and beaten he could only take it.
Then he felt that knot starting to push in. His screaming started again, as he bit and chewed at the shop cloth gagging him. The wolf growled as he gripped the jackal's hips and slammed himself forward. Burying the whole of the length, the wolf tied the jackal. Deriko howled as he immediately began to unload his seed in the jackal. Pillgram, for his part, seemed to find some form of relief. As if the thick, pouring cum of the wolf soothed some inner burn or wound. Cameron found a deeper satisfaction and justice, watching the wolf claim the jackal like that.
When Deriko pulled out, the jackal's abused and stretched rear was unable to clench back. It just gaped open. The wolf grabbed a clean cloth and wiped his dick off. Then just for meanness stuffed the cloth up in the jackal's back door. Pillgram had no fight left in him. He just lay there, his body shaking. Deriko unlatched his limbs and flipped him over. The poor bastard's gut was swollen out with how much cum was dumped in him. The skin was purple-ish around his distended belly. "Internal bleeding. Must have fucked him up." Cameron nodded as she came over. Lifting a syringe gun from the med kit she loaded it with a sleeping agent. Shooting the jackal with it, she packed the kit away. "Your choice. He can live or die. I have my revenge."
Deriko looked down at the jackal. He was going to die without some help soon anyway. After a moment's hesitation, the wolf picked up a pistol and put it to the Jackal's head. He pulled the trigger twice, scattering the brains over the bay floor and wall. Cameron had to cover her ears with the level of echo. Once done, the wolf took a little time to carve a message in the dead body, before putting a tracker tag on it. putting the body in a bag, they stopped the ship and put the body in the air lock. Then Deriko blew it out into space. The tag began beeping the signal, just before the wolf's ship flew away.
The ship was cruising along, cutting through the blankness of space. Near invisible to anything looking at it. A marvel of technological engineering. But it had draw backs. There was no room for more than two or three, even some of the larger ones were designed for no more than six crew. Bigger on the inside didn't always mean better. Deriko knew that well. Cameron had been the only one he let this close. In the beginning it was out of need. Then out of desire. Now it was out of need again. A need to keep her safe. A need to protect her.
Deriko sighed softly as he moved from the air lock controls to the living quarters. Cameron was already in the shower. Trying to wash herself, and subconsciously swearing about the filth. Deriko opened the shower door. "you ok in here?" She jumped a bit, and covered her chest and crotch, "Y...yea. ...sorta....not really." "For being so embarrassed now, you were pretty open about flashing that stuff at me earlier." She blushed, "I wasn't thinking ok? I just...wanted to make him feel how I felt. Afraid. Hurt....insane, I don't know.....look can you close the door?" The wolf stepped back and shut the door. Then an idea hit him.
He slipped out of his suit and tossed it to the corner. Coming back to the door he eased it open and slid in. "Come on...I said close the d....oor.." She looked at him. He was nude, standing there leaned against the back of the shower. Impressive by any standard. She stepped back from him, fearful of what he wanted. After a moment he turned away and started the second shower nozzle. He was lathering his body up as he spoke. "You can relax. I'm not gonna touch you unless you want me too. I'm a killer, but even I have standards."
She stared at his back. That little burn grew in her loins again. Her sheath stirred. Thinking of him pushed against her, inside her. Or her inside of him. Mutual affection. The need to feel someone holding themselves against your body....feeling their heart hammering as they gave into your desires and you theirs. The otter slowly reached out, and her paw touched his back. He looked over his shoulder at her. He saw the look on her face. Knew what it was. The same way he had looked at her before in their sleep. The need to be touched, just something to let you know you were wanted.
He turned slowly, his chest dripping suds. She slowly came closer, until she was hugging him. Then the tears came. She started sobbing. Softly at first, but stronger each breath. Not only for the fact she had just done what she did, but encouraged him to partake in it, to enable her, to clean up her mess. She had done nothing but take up space and air in his ship since she arrived.
As his arms came around her, she shivered softly. He was so strong, so certain of himself. A warrior, a friend. He was holding her as if protecting her form something. Looking up at him, she saw his face. His sad eyes, he didn't know what to do. He wanted to help and had no idea what he was meant to do to help her. She leaned into him softly, her flat chest pushing against his firm muscles. "Deriko..." She whispered. "Yes Cameron?" Her name, rolling off his lips softly in the shower. She closed her eyes and whispered, "Am I....Your friend?"
He didn't spit out an answer. He leaned down and nuzzled the top of her head. The short hair slick with the water. "Yes. yes you are my friend." She nodded softly and spoke, "THen please....as my friend....can you help me? Please. I need something. Can you....do that for me?" She was asking for his seed. Something to sate the burning in her womb. He knew better. He should say no. But he couldn't tell her no. He nodded softly and slide his paws down to her hips. Slowly lifting her up, he leaned her back against the wall of the shower. The scent of her heat was pulsating in his nostrils. He wanted that pussy. He wanted to fuck it and spill his seed deep inside it. He wanted to mate it again and again. He wanted.....his eyes opened slowly, looking at hers. He was holding her against the wall too hard. She was cringing. She was afraid. He slowly relaxed his grip on her.
As he released her hips gently, her paws moved to his chest. Gripping his fur softly, she shivered. "Please...Deriko don't pull away." He stood still, as he looked up at him. "Please....not here...." He slowly lowered her feet to the floor. After a moment he shut off the water and carried her from the shower. Still soaked, both of them leaving a trail of water all the way to the bed. He lay her on it, leaning over her and looking down softly. He leaned close and kissed her cheek. "Its gonna hurt at first...I promise to be gentle."
She nodded and relaxed softly. As he moved fully over her, she parted her legs. Her sheath was already full, the tip slipping free. His was as well. As he leaned closer and pushed his body against hers, he felt her sheath rubbing against his. Her coarse fur mingled with his silken fur. He shivered softly, feeling another for the first time in years. Her small testicles were rubbing against his huge ones. He smiled as he nuzzled her cheek and moved down a bit. His tip was peeking, already beading pre. He reached down with one paw, supporting his weight with the other. Lifting her rear and guiding his emerging tip to her slicked entrance. The heat radiating off her was amazing. It was like a furnace as he pushed his tip between her subtle lips.
She gasped, feeling the penetration beginning. At first it was so slow. Teasingly slow. He was just grinding softly, slowly pushing his length in a little at a time as it emerged. SHe could feel her walls stretching around it. Taking in the full length of his impressive member. Her canal was deep, made for another otter. His length was nearly that long, but much much thicker. She trembled softly under the swelling heat in her core. The drive to mate and be seeded.
She felt his tip bottom out in her, pushing against her cervix. Making her groan happily, as she rolled her hips with the sensation. He smiled as she writhed under him. Letting her enjoy his cock for a while before he pulled back. She whimpered, fearing he was pulling away. But then he thrust softly. his hips met hers. She winced as his tip stabbed at her cervix. Then again. And then again. But soon it was as pleasurable as the first penetration. Feeling him mating her so softly, deeply. Not for his own desires but hers.
Feeling the thick canine cock passing through her tight walls, rubbing her in all the right places. She had no idea it could feel this good, this intimate. Feeling him fucking her body so softly. Her pussy quivered in delight, drooling around his length as she bit her lip. His hips jerked softly, pushing a bit deeper. She gasped, trembling and bucking her hips against his. SHe was close. So close to orgasm. She needed the release....and then it crested her. Like a tsunami it crashed over her body, making her almost thrash in bliss. Clawing at his arms she screamed. The tension of years washed away. Leaving her clean as she bucked under him.
As her orgasm passed she felt something stretching the lips of her vagina. She winced a bit as he pulled back. She felt the pressure building inside him. He wanted to cum. She could feel his cock throbbing, jetting pre into her womb like he owned it. She clenched her pussy tightly, groaning his name as she arched her back to let him get as deep as he could. His hips pushed forward, desperate to tie her. She barked in pain as his knot began sinking in. Gripping his arms tight. She wouldn't tell him to stop. Not now, not so close to what she needed.
Deriko gave one, last, hard thrust. forcing the softball sized knot into a three sizes too small pussy. She screamed, as if something inside her broke. Then her scream died. His tip pushed into her cervix, gushing his seed inside her womb. Jet after furious jet of thick lupine essence burst within her core. The rush was amazing. She saw colors and stars. She didn't care if it was from lack of air, the deafening howl he gave, the pain of her pussy being stretched like that and forcing another small orgasm from her, or the warmth filling her fertile womb. The seed of an Alpha inside her. No greater honor, she had heard. Drenched in sweat, tied to him as he held himself over her. Cradling her body against his to keep from yanking his knot out, he leaned down and kissed her. Not forcefully, not aggressively. But gently. As a lover would kiss.
She returned that kiss. Giving a soft murr into it as she gripped his shoulders. After a moment he started rolling over, holding that kiss. He pulled her on top of him, as he lay back on the bed. The kiss broke as he panted hotly. Shivering, shaking with exhaustion. Her body weight pushed down on his cock, forcing the knot deeper. BUt she only moaned in pleasure as the thick bulb secured her to him. Alphas held a tie for hours, even a day if they were horny enough. THis poor bastard hadn't gotten his rocks off in ages it seemed. She could feel his cock still pumping, forcing even more pre and semen into her womb. She knew the odds of her getting pregnant were very good. The odds of it being more than her body could handle were just as good. But she trusted her friend.
Deriko stroked her back, smiling as he whispered. "You are gorgeous. You know that?" She blushed and leaned against him. Her still full sheath throbbing and drooling pre on his stomach. He smiled as he pet her body softly with both paws. "Cameron....I swear to you. I'll never let anything hurt you. I'll never let you go. Ever. I'll protect you with my life....I swear it. I'll never hurt you, ever." She nuzzled into his chest fur, burying her nose in the deep fluff and drinking in that heavy musk. "I know you will Deriko. I know you will....and...I love you." He closed his eyes, and whispered back as the lights dimmed on their own, "I love you too, Cameron."
To be continued....