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Would You Bear My Children?

"Well, I should've known I'd end up here again." A cheetah was walking swiftly around the town he had known all his life. The spotted feline's mind ran at full speed, lamenting another fake relationship he blindly stumbled into. He was wearing an open white button-up over a black t-shirt, light blue denim shorts, and plain white socks and tennis shoes. He walked so furiously that his button-up shirt was flapping in the wind. "That guy said he liked me, but he only wanted me to do his homework. FUCK! This happens every single time I try to play the dating game: I fall head over heels for some guy who only wants my brain but not my body." Overheated from the long hike, he felt like his brain was steaming; the young male removed his fogged glasses and wiped them on his t-shirt. "This must be the fifth time since high school. I'm twenty-three years old, I should know by now than any guy that says he loves me just wants to take advantage of me."

Walking blindly without his glasses, he tripped over a rock in the road and fell flat on his face. As he laid in the dusty gravel, he felt sorry for himself and said aloud, "Well, I feel like the dirt everyone else walks on; it's only appropriate that I look the part."

He picked himself up, made a futile attempt to brush the grime from his fur and looked around him. "Where the hell, am I?" He started at his house in the suburbs of the city, walked down Main Street, through the park, and before he had realized it, onto the dirt road of the small town's countryside.

"Great. I leave the house so that I can get away from the space where I spent all my time doing work for that ungrateful and unloving asshole. And somehow, I wonder into a part of town I have never been because I was so damn caught up in this...SHIT!"

"Whoa, man. Never thought I'd see you here," a voice that he should have recognized called from behind the cheetah.

The agitated feline turned around to see who was behind him. "Who the hell are-" he stopped midsentence as he recognized the voice's owner. "Oh, hello, Allan."

The cheetah's tall, lanky raccoon friend was standing before him wearing a red jersey, black workout shorts, and black high top sneakers. The site of his clean, grey fur and not ruined clothing made the cheetah feel even worse about his situation. "What's got you all up in a tizzy?" asked the ring-tailed fur.

Though glad to see his friend, he was too emotionally distraught to respond. His body began trembling, and tears welled up in his eyes. He felt himself falling back to the ground, but the eye-masked fur rushed forward and caught him in open arms. "It happened again didn't it, Farris?"

"Uh-huh," was all he could manage to get out between his sobs.

***

While the spotted feline took a shower, Allan straightened up his living room for his unexpected guest. His mind was going almost as fast as the cheetah's was earlier. "Ok. I was planning on proposing this to him anyway. I guess destiny is trying to "get the ball rolling" as they say around here."

Anxious and agitated, he moved hurriedly about the house, trying to calm himself with mundane chores: fluffing the throw pillows on the sofa, polishing his coffee table, sweeping up the hardwood floor and washing and drying Farris' clothes. Having been through this with his friend before, Allan put Farris' usual after break-up food--French roast coffee and macadamia nut cookies--on the coffee table.

While his body accomplished the housekeeping tasks, his mind was processing what he wanted to say to his friend. "Farris, I know we've only been friends about two years, but I feel like we've grown really close over that time. Since that day we met at the coffee shop, I've had the privilege of learning all about the truly wonderful person you are and all the heartache you've suffered. I know that I have never really shared with you about my past; I want to change that. I truly hope that you would...that we could be...SHIT I can't ask him." Allan wondered why this was so hard. He had decided months ago that he would do this, but now that the opportune moment had arrived, he was afraid.

"I've been practicing this for so long, but I'm not sure I'm ready yet. Perhaps I should wait for another, better occasion. No! I've put this off for too long; I don't have much more time left until-" "Hey, man are my clothes ready?" Farris said as he walked in from the hallway wearing nothing but a towel.

Stirred suddenly from his internal debate, Allan nervously responded, "Oh...I-I just put them in the dryer; they shouldn't be too much longer." Allan eyed Farris' wonderfully contoured body and thought, "This doesn't make it any easier."

Farris took a spot at the couch. "This is the first time I've come to your place; usually I call you and you come to mine. You live alone, right?"

"Yeah. My parents live far way, so I moved here to attend the university."

Farris sadly reflected on his own parents. I understand. Things have been tough since mom and dad passed. I miss having them to go to with things in life. Which reminds me, thanks again for everything, Allan. You're a true friend."

"It's nothing man. Besides, I've been meaning to talk to you about something. I have a favor to ask."

"Anything, man."

"It is...I mean...I don't know how to say this..." stammered the raccoon while nervously brushing imaginary cookie crumbs from the table.

"Allan, after everything you've done for me, there's nothing you could ask that could be too much."

Allan was not as sure about that. "Would you," the raccoon began as nervousness built up rapidly inside of him. So much so, that he found himself blurting out louder than he intended, "WOULD YOU BEAR MY CHILDERN?"

Farris busted out laughing at Allan's sudden, awkward seemingly humorous question, causing the grey raccoon to blush deeply. After the mis-perceived humor of the moment passed, he told his friend, "I really needed that, dude. You made me laugh when I was down. Thanks so much."

Committed to the course and not knowing what to do, Allan let the words flow from his mouth as they came to him. "Farris, I'm not joking. My race is dying out from generations of inbreeding, and I need to find a suitable mate to reproduce with. Beings on this planet are the most compatible with my people in terms of anatomy and physiology. And you have a lot of qualities I want to be passed down to my offspring. And aside from all that, I love you!"

Farris continued to laugh as Allan spoke, believing his friend's motivation to be jocular. "Allan...HAHAHA...Please stop man...You're gonna make me bust a gut!"

Allan knew Farris was not being rude. He was to kind and sympathetic for that. Allan was aware that this would seem an outlandish story to an earth being. Farris needed convincing. "Look outside."

The laughing cheetah turned his head to look out the window. " HOLY SHIT!" The cheetah fell off the sofa in astonishment and scrambled up onto his knees to look out the window a second time.

Bright, white stars decorated the vast, black vacuum of space. The spotted feline's eyes widened as the white full moon slowly crossed the window appearing larger and closer than he had ever seen it before. He was rooted, motionless, panting, trying desperately to process what he was seeing.

Allan embraced Farris to calm him down. "It's ok...It's ok. Just sit on the sofa and take a few deep breaths."

***

Farris spent a few mentally frantic minutes on the sofa. Slightly trembling, holding a cup of coffee in his hands, Farris took a few sips that turned in to gulps and began to slowly calm down from the shock of realizing that he was in orbit. Allan sat on the other end of the sofa, allowing his friend some room, but also sitting close enough to be able to comfort the young male by touch should he need it. As Farris recovered, the raccoon spent the time explaining everything to put the spotted feline at ease.

"Ok, so you're an alien," the cheetah said as he placed his empty coffee cup on the table. "And you need someone to help you continue your species so that you don't die out. I get that much. But, why me? You know so many other people far more interesting and better looking than me."

The ring-tailed anthro took a deep breath. "Because of all the furs that I have met, you are the kindest, most open-minded one. Plus, I've seen you pick yourself up from personally devastating events in life and move on. All these things are what I want my...hopefully our...children to have. And, like I said before, I love you.

"I've seen the guys you like; you tend to go for the more buff ones. My people are shape shifters, so I can make myself more like them if you want. I can be whatever you want. And my ship has many locations programmed in its holograms, so you can visit almost any of your favorite places virtually. Plus, I've already notified my home planet; preparations for a place resembling your house are being made. All of my people want this project to work because our survival depends on it. They will treat you with respect and kindness.

"And before you think it, you're not just an experiment to me. I will say it again as many times as it takes: I love you. I admit that at first, I just chose you as a prospect because of your personality traits; but, over the last two years, I've developed feelings for you that are stronger than any I have ever experienced for anyone before, even my own kind. I want you to come with me, but I won't force you. I care for you too much to do that, so if you want to go home I'll drop you back at your house and never speak of this again."

The cheetah looked at his friend, really looked at him as if for the first time. He gazed into the eyes of the raccoon and noticed something that he had never seen in any of the guys that came before: sincerity. As heartfelt and truthful as Allan was being, though, Farris knew he was still holding something back.

"I want to see what you really look like," Farris looked deeply into the raccoon's eyes, showing his seriousness. "If I'm gonna carry your offspring, then I need to know what my husband looks like."

"Ok. That's reasonable. Just promise you won't freak out."

"I make no such promise."

Allan closed his eyes and took a deep breath. He began to glow green; his body began to change again. He shrank, became slender, and grew feelers down along his back. His tail became long and skinny. The ears lengthened and the longest, thickest feeler sprang from the back of his head. At the end of the transformation, a blinding flash of light emanated from the changeling.

After the cheetah's eyes recovered from the bright flare, he gazed upon his friend's true form. He looked at the three foot tall cat-like alien with grey scales covering his body from head to claw to toe. The foot long feeler on his head, and the eight six inch ones under it, slightly undulated from his frame. His furry tail, which was as long as his body and puffy at the end, swayed softly as he stood there. The extraterrestrial opened his piercing green eyes, his gaze meeting the spotted earth feline in front of him.

Farris was astounded. "Wow...you're...beautiful," the young male said to the alien. "Can I touch you?"

He was surprised that the cheetah was so readily accepting of his alien form; the cat-like being responded, "S-sure." Farris began to explore his friend's unusual body by touch, tenderly and lovingly. "I can change again into anything you like, into something that is more arousing to you."

"No, Allan. I like you fine as you really are."

***

The coffee table was moved to the side, the mattress was pulled out of the sofa, and the towel that was around Farris' waist was now tossed to the other side of the room. The feline was lying with his back on the white sheets, nude with his six inch barbed penis erect. The short alien kneeled beside the cat's face, his own eight and a half inch cock was out of his scaline slit, hard and fully barbed.

Farris took Allan's dick into his mouth and gave it loving, yet nervous, oral attention. While he moaned from the newfound sensation, the alien's tail pulled up one of the spotted feline's legs, and his head feeler began to tease the unguarded tailhole. The cheetah's moans vibrated the scaline's reproductive organ, furthering his arousal. The feeler secreted the alien's natural lubricant and was soon pushing its way through the tight entrance.

The feline removed his mouth from Allan's love stick and screamed at the unexpected sensation. The alien tightened his tail's hold on the young man's leg while he rubbed Farris' chest.

"It's ok, Farris," Allan cooed to his new lover. "I'm just prepping you. I'll only go in a couple of inches."

Farris nodded to show that he understood and continued to moan, conveying his enjoyment of the unexpected feeling.

Sensing that the cheetah was properly prepped, he released his tail's hold on the leg. "What position do you want to be in?" he asked the now panting feline.

Farris, who was so aroused by the sensual feelings that came with being submissive to his new lover, flipped onto his stomach and raised his ass into the air on his knees. The short alien stood behind the heated feline and rubbed his cock over his lover's tailhole, the barbs tickling and tugging at the entrance.

"Please," the cheetah spoke for the first time since the session began. With a lot of nervousness in his voice, he continued, "G-G-Go easy. I'm a virgin."

The extraterrestrial caressed the feline's back gently with his claws, using his tail to message his lover's chest. He whispered in a loving voice, "So am I."

Sensing the cheetah's body relaxing, Allan gently pushed his flesh staff into Farris' waiting hole. After entering about two inches, he gently worked his pelvis, eliciting soft sounds of ecstasy from the feline. Suddenly, he pushed another few inches into the earth fur's rectum, meeting little resistance. Again the gently worked in and out as his lover's moans grew louder. The scaline pulled all the way out, and with one final thrust, impaled his entire alien cock into Farris' loosened love tunnel.

The cheetah screamed at the top of his vocal cords. His entire body tightened as he climaxed, sperm shooting from his cock onto the white sheets of the mattress and forming a sticky puddle.

Allan couldn't hold back, for the spotted earth feline's spasming anus and rectum choked his inexperienced scalinehood. His seed filled up Farris' love tunnel and slowly seeped out passed the alien's cock to coat the fur on the cheetah's tight ass. After remaining in place a few more motionless, soundless moments in the cheetah's hole, the extraterrestrial pulled out his barbed cock, allowing his mate to fall gently onto the mattress.

Farris laid motionless on his side on the pull out bed, trying to catch his breath, trying to enjoy the post climactic languor. His body seized as he felt something being inserted into his anus.

The otherworldly scaline had hardened his main tail feeler and inserted it into the cheetah. The tail's other feelers massaged the feline's legs, thighs, and ass in an effort to calm the lad. "I'm sorry, Farris. I forgot to tell you that there is one more step. It's only gonna stay in for a few minutes; after you absorb my seed, I'll take it out." Allan's tail stretched, allowing him to fetch pillows and a blanket.

The alien gently slid a pillow under his lover's head. Lying next to his stiff, quivering companion, he cuddled with the cheetah, using his head feeler to pull the blanket over their bodies. He nuzzled his small body into the bigger earth fur's chest; he reached up and ran his claws lovingly through the head fur of his mate.

Farris wrapped his arms tightly around the short scaline's frame. The personal contact calmed the edgy feline as the warmth between the two bodies filled the blanket.

***

Many minutes of silent embracing passed after their first session of love making. The silence began to grow awkward for Allan, so he began to explain how pregnancy works for his race while he rubbed his lover's tummy.

"The sperm of my species carry eggs. The egg attracts materials--tissues and cells--of the receiving, incubator parent and use it to create a temporary womb. The sperm acts as a catalyst for the egg to grow inside the accumulated material. This process takes about a month. Then over the next two months, the offspring will gestate, and the child will be born after the third month."

Adopting a more serious tone, the alien added, "I'll be there through all of it. You won't be alone ever aga-"

"Allan," Farris said, interrupting his mate.

"Yes?"

"I love you too."

The two snuggled together in loving bliss as the ship flew through space on Farris' new home.