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Rhyme fluttered her unfocused eyes as she awoke, enveloped in pure heat that also went by the name of otter fur. "Mnn...? Ari? Did we really fall asleep out here?"

Ilaria's only two responses were tightening her embrace around the tanuki and grinding a certain morning problem into her tail.

"Ari..." Rhyme shifted higher with the hopes of alleviating the poking to her backside, but only made things worse as the bulge found a new home between her thighs and nestled against her own crotch. "Ari, wake up. This is... too much for me right now."

"Hmm?" Finally Ari roused to life, lazily giving Rhyme a squeeze with her arm. "Morning, Rhy. Hey, something wrong?" She took a moment to notice her soft grinding, but when she did her hips shot back immediately. "Fuck, I'm... S-Sorry for that, Rhy."

"It's alright. You can't control it." Rhyme reached back and tried cupping Ari's manhood through her pants, eventually requiring her other paw to get her point across. "You don't need to hold back for my sake, though. If you need to take care of that... you can..."

"Thanks, but I think I'm alright." Ari tried to remove the encroaching paws and scoot further away, but Rhyme countered those attempts with ease due to her extra limb. "Hey, really... You don't need to do anything you don't want--"

"But that's the exact problem. I want it. I ~crave~ it." The tanuki pulled Ari's zipper open and snaked her third leg into the open air. "So let's get you taken care of so I can get my mind off it. The sooner, the better; I don't think I like how I'm feeling."

"I can understand your point of view, but maybe I should just go?"

"No... I want you to feel better."

Ari groaned as Rhyme's paws tickled her manhood with featherweight grazes and touches. "Fine, but you're getting yourself off too. Once you're this far gone, that's the only real solution."

"What!?" Rhyme tried to protest, but only got one of her paws shoved down the front of her own pants instead. "But I don't--"

"You'll know what to do. Besides... it'll help me finish. I don't have to see anything; just knowing you're doing it helps a ton." Ari placed her paw on her own gender once Rhyme silently slid her other paw down her pants as well. "Now ~I~ might not know what to do, but it's easy enough. Right?"

"You don't...?" Rhyme gasped as a digit slid over her folds, then calmed herself by focusing on Ari. "But the other day, didn't you...?"

"Improv, hon. I haven't had much experience handling my own self. Even when I did, I always had this toy I could use..."

"Then use me instead." Rhyme shoved her jeans to her knees and ground her thighs into the otter. "Can't we come up with something that isn't sex? Can you use my legs, maybe?"

"Maybe... I almost never think about that sort of..." Ari tried pressing her tip between those fuzzy, wet, and heated thighs and nearly had to punch herself in the face to keep from plowing forward with all her might. "Y-Yeah, I think this might work."

"Then go ahead..." Rhyme gasped as Ari's tip brushed against her clit, which only made things worse as her thighs clamped down harder. "Ah! Slowly, please!"

"I don't think the little guy knows slow today, but I'll try." Ilaria shoved forward until her forming knot cradled itself deep under Rhyme's tail, the front two-thirds of her cock lewdly poking free of Rhyme's front and veiling the appearance that she might indeed be a man. "You're squeezing pretty hard, hon. You sure I should hold back? How close are you?"

"I d-don't know..." Clues of shortened breathing and percussive, rapid-fire heartbeats told more of Rhyme's status than she herself could eek out. "H-How do I...? G-Gods..."

"Closer than me. Don't hold back on my account. Just relax and go with it." Ari reeled herself back about halfway, finding her lack of a second shoulder to be the limiting factor in her range of motion. Then with a particularly hardy vigor she began slamming her hips forward until her pelvis drew light smacks from Rhyme's ass. "Enjoy yourself and get it out your system, sweetie. I... I want to feel you cum for me."

If her body wasn't expressing itself clearly enough before, Ari's mild dirty talk sure as hell made Rhyme understand she was nearing critical mass. "But... just want to... cum together..."

"No way in hell. I'm going to feel you cum all over my dick." Ari tripled her efforts, making sure to grind the top of her cock hard into Rhyme's lips and clit. "Cum for me! I want to feel it!"

"Oh gods!" Rhyme grunted into a squeal, her core finally hitting meltdown. "I... I-I th-think...!"

"Fuck yeah." Ari grinned as she indeed felt the kneading and clasping of various muscles just above their juncture. She imagined how it must feel inside Rhyme--especially compared to the wonderful sensations she was receiving currently--and fought back the need to impale the tanuki with the last remaining thread of her shredded willpower. "Gods, that feels like a ~good~ one. Rhy, you--"

Suddenly Rhyme unhooked her thighs, turned herself around, and rode out the remainder of her orgasm lip-locked to Ilaria. "Ha~ah!... Gods..." Once her head cleared up a bit, Rhy pulled back a bit with a smile and shifted so she wouldn't strain the otter's missing shoulder. "Holy crap. Is that always supposed to feel that good?"

"For your sake, I sure hope so. Mine are pretty good most of the time, yeah." The direction of the conversation only brought Ari's attention back to her own sex. "You need some time too cool down, or...?"

"Hmm? ~Oh~! Sorry, do what you need to! I don't want to leave you like that." Ari nodded and shoved herself between those thighs again, but Rhyme immediately squirmed and jerked with a yip. "Ah! I-I'm s-still sens-sitive!"

"Ah, fuck. Well I won't force you through that then." Ari stopped her frontal assault and stared down into Rhyme's eyes, eventually forsaking her own physical pleasure to scoot the tanuki higher for another kiss. "We've got time. Plenty of nights ahead of us, too--if you want, that is."

"I... I'm not sure about that, yet." Rhyme averted her eyes from Ari's and somehow ended up staring at her aching groin. "I mean, we'll have to spend a few nights together to keep up the act and all, but could I have a bit before I give you an answer there?"

"I'm patient, plus I don't ever want you to feel rushed or pressured. No faking any of it if this turns into a ~thing~. I want something real, and can respect being turned down over a grand lie." Ari nuzzled her potential girlfriend and then rolled free of their embrace, the weight off her shoulder socket enticing a coo of relief. "Wait, everyone thinks we're dating anyway. Maybe I shouldn't take 'no' for an answer then."

"Hmm? Why's that?"

"Because everyone would expect you to take care of my heat, but if we're not really dating..."

"Oh, I think I get it." Rhyme glanced down to the glorious breeding spire that was Ari's hard cock and frowned in sympathy. "Well at the very least I won't stop you from helping yourself. We'll figure it out. I'm sure of that much."

"Yeah, you're," Ari paused as her watch chirped and buzzed, "right about that. Hey, you mind if I...?"

"Could be important. Go right ahead."

Ari brought the watch up near her face and the display field filled with Prisma's bust. "Hey, Pris. What's up?"

"There are two problems, though one explains the other. Your children have compromised my research." The ship AI switched to a camera feed and replayed a video she'd upgraded to three dimensions. "They opened a wormhole and stole it. Now I have no clue where it went."

"That... sadly doesn't sound out of place for them." Ari shook her head, finding Rhyme smiling as she did the same. "What's the other issue?"

"We have an incoming ship, unidentified. It appeared on long-range satellite scans shortly after your kids took the debris. Similarly, some sort of encrypted signal started emitting near your location at roughly the same time."

"Shit, girls..." Ari tried to devise a plan of attack, but came up short without more information. "Pris, what else can you tell me about the ship?"

"It is unregistered in any surviving United Nations of Earth Orbit databases. Approximate size is small frigate class, likely a freighter. Actually, the various profiles make it pretty similar to those of the ship we encountered on our last sortie." Prisma took a moment to confirm her findings against her research. "Yeah, the hull composition looks close enough. They're probably enemies."

"Great. Well how long do we have?"

"Twenty-two minutes until visual confirmation."

"Thanks, Pris. Have anyone on the ship start going into battle positions. We'll be right there."

"But the ferry is currently docked--"

"Good, keep them there. Get Trick on the bridge and tell her to refuel the engine ballast tanks. We might need it. Thanks, Pris." The AI nodded in confirmation and severed the active connection to perform her duties, leaving Ilaria to wrestle herself onto her hindpaws. "We need to find my pups, and fast. You don't get seasick or anything, right?"

"Space engineer, remember?" Rhyme quirked her head as she shimmied back into her pants. "Wait, why?"

"Uh... You know how disorienting it feels when someone knocks you flat on your back?"

Rhyme finished getting dressed and went for the ladder to the treehouse, trying to get down first to help Ilaria. "Furs think I'm a guy so they don't hold punches. Yes, I'm quite familiar."

"Well, basically that." Ari anchored herself with two nanite tethers and then took Rhy's offered paw. "You're going to see the inside of a wormhole, up close and personal."

"Captain?" Trick stood from her pilot's chair and instinctively gave a salute, though with a baffled expression across her face. "How did you get back, ma'am? Please don't tell me you swam."

"Even if that were the case, how the hell would we get to the side or top hatches?" Ilaria walked right up to the holographic display in the center of the bridge and leaned forward against a control console. "Prisma, what's the situation?"

"Potential bad guys coming to kill us. Recommend you don't let them do that." The AI smiled as she appeared for her captain. "Fifteen minutes, roughly. Seriously, I'd recommend we head for the nearest military outpost and ask for help. I'm much faster than them out of atmosphere, so an orbital base would be best."

"Uh... Who's on nav duty?"

Buck raised his hoof. "I been takin' that badge myself lately, ma'am."

"Plot a course. Anywhere's better than here." Ari pointed to Alex but she already started moving. "Trick, fire this girl up. Use the liquid fuel assists so we break atmo faster. We'll alter course en route--that means picking a spot near our orbit, Buck."

"Aye, ma'am."

Trick looked back, waiting for the green light. "Ready when you are, ma'am..."

Ari checked the crew status lights, finding non-critical departments reporting as still locking things down. "It'll be a mess, but punch it. Pedal to the metal, and bonus points for any of those tricks you have up those sleeves."

Trick smiled as she fired up the engines to eighty percent. "Aye, ma'am!"

The Starbreeze lifted off in a noticeable hurry, sending ten-foot waves out in all directions as she jettisoned herself out of Wildebrooke lake. Ari nearly fell backwards, only to be guided to her chair by her brother. "Watch yourself, sis."

"Thanks, Yoyo." Ari checked the output telemetry for the ship and frowned. "Something's not right. We should be moving faster with this level of thrust."

"Copy that, ma'am." Trick made a few final trim adjustments on the engine vectoring so the ship would roll into orbit, then slid over to her maintenance console. "You're right. We've got to be heavier than when we landed. My quick math says... twelve tons?"

"What the fuck? Wait..." Ari pulled up a miniature replica of the Starbreeze and slid it over to the ship's new AI. "Pris, find update the gimbal center. I have a suspicion our weight's suddenly behind the normal center of gravity."

"One moment. I need some fresh telemetry samples..." After a few seconds Prisma shot back to life with her results showing on the miniature. "You're correct. My gimbal has shifted exactly in the direction of Earth gravity."

"Water. We took on water in the aft hold." Ari pulled up her security feeds and grunted when she didn't see anyone near the rear of the ship. "We can't confirm it, but assume we're ass-heavy for now. Pris, give that updated gimbal to Trick."

"We changing the plan?"

Ari stared at the data before her, then out the front windows as the atmosphere condensed against the transparent aluminum. "Prisma, updated intercept window."

"At the current rate... They'll catch us just after reaching mid Earth orbit."

"Then we'll ditch them in ~low~ Earth orbit." The otter looked around for her kids, finding them cowering behind her. <Girls--> She realized she didn't have the needed two paws for proper signing and tried again with her muzzle. "Girls, I'm not mad at whatever you did. We'll talk about that later. Now though, I need to know if we can perform a dive near Earth's atmosphere. A low-impact one, if possible."

Both of the twins looked to each other for a moment, then touched their mother's console with their tendrils. <What altitude, mom?>

"That's my ~good~ girls. Trick, just keep us going straight. Everyone else, hold onto something." Ari nodded to her children and gave them the all-clear. "Pick a point and go for it. We'll never be ready for this, so just fire up the wormhole whenever."

"Ari, they're getting close." Prisma fired up a LIDAR feed showing the enemy ship approaching quickly, two large cannons protruding from her 'shoulders'. "We've got less than a minute now. Please don't let them damage me."

"Girls! Anytime now!"

<Got it!> A small space-time well opened up merely half a kilometer away from the Starbreeze, barely large enough for her thruster wings to clear the edges. <This should be a fast one.>

"Fast, huh?" The artificial gravity stopped functioning for a few seconds, and sure enough came back over another two. The Starbreeze broke through the mirrored void and began skewing sideways, one of the top-mounted engine pods tugging on the edge of the exit portal's dense gravitational wake. "What the hell was that!? Cut engines!"

Trick's arms went into a flurry over her control panels. "Done, ma'am! Cranking up the RCS system to compensate!"

"Good! Right us in our travel vector and re-establish orbit." Ari realized she was gasping for air in all the tension and forced her lungs to slow down. "Good... Hah, good job. ~That's~ how you ditch a pursuer in style."

"Ma'am, that was single-thruster number four that took a lickin'." Buck checked through his readouts and queued up the proper response actions. "Figure we should shut off all the paired ones too. Your orders, ma'am?"

"Do it, and notify engineering in case they didn't get the same warnings." Ilaria checked her status console and frowned when the available thruster power dropped to forty-five percent. "I'd say we could make do with less power, but with the extra weight in the hold that's no good. Buck, see anything in the sky or on the surface? Maybe a good, dry place to dock?"

"Not a scrap of signal coming from orbit. We've got us some major scramblin' on the surface though." The moose quickly panned over all the surface imagery he could make out and threw one of the spots on the main hologram. "Lot o' signals we can't make no sense of, but I know a space center when I see one. Wanna give that a shot?"

"It'll have to do. Plot a course and give it to Trick." Ari spotted a call coming from the recreation room on her display and tapped the answer icon, a video feed showing nobody popping open. "Something wrong? Who's even in there? I said to go to battlest--"

"Sis, something's wrong! She's gone!"

It took a second for Ari to realize that the Ashes must have bunkered themselves in the rec room, lying closer to their makeshift point-ofEntry than their rooms. "Calm down. Ashe, what exactly happened?"

"I was counting heads after we were thrown around, but I can't see Punk's glow! I don't--"

"Here. Use your cigarette, beautiful." A brushing noise shot out the speakers as Elliot took over the call and panned the camera frame over an actual person. "We're fine, Ari. We're all here."

"But Ashe said something 's wrong with Punk."

"Nah, she's just fine. No clue what Ashe means."

Quietly bleeding into the microphone from off camera, Ashe made her point clear. "But I can't ~see~ her!"

"You're blind, hon. You can't see anything." Ellie sighed and apparently guided Ashe to the fur in question just out of sight. "See? She's here."

Ashe audibly choked down a few puffs of oxydium vapor and calmed down a noticeable margin. "Then why doesn't she glow like she used to?"

Punk barged into the conversation herself. "It's rude to talk about someone to her face, you know. And if you'd have just asked you'd know that I'm seeing some of that hazy crap around you now."

"~I'm~ glowing? I don't see anything..."

Ashen chimed in with a confirmation. "Yeah, you are glowing now. I can see you."

"Then what's that mean?"

Mikhaila tugged on her mother's tail to naggingly get her attention. <I think we can explain.>

Ari quirked her head ponderously. "Really? What's going on?"

<We're correct that they're talking about our Ashe? We can't see all of that conversation.>

"Yeah, that's right. She's glowing for everyone else now."

<Well Ashe is now in another world, so she should glow since she's not in her own. The other one though, she must have stopped glowing because of the opposite.> The girls sighed as they tried futilely to guess who the other Ashe in the call happened to be. <Whoever it is that stopped glowing, I think we're in their universe now. The difference in entropy should have shifted in their favor.>

"Interesting theory. Thanks, sweeties." Ari returned her attention to the video call. "Ellie, see what you can do about Ashe. Panic attacks don't mesh well with landing in unknown territory."

"I've got a grip on things here, yes yes." The fairer otter gave his girlfriend a hug, then oddly reeled Punk in as well. "We'll be fine. Don't worry about us, unless someone was hurt in that dive of course."

"Good question. Hold on that thought." Ari combed through her status reports and found only a single reported injury, and a minor one at that. "Everyone looks alright. Oh, wait... Where's Liv? Anyone see her?"

Yoyo scrunched his eyes as he commandeered his sister's security terminal. "She's not in her room. I hope she wasn't in that chair of hers."

"That's my worry. Chair or crutches, she might not have had enough time to brace herself. Then there's the chance she's hurt and can't reach a console." Ari flipped through a few more screens before pointing to Prisma. "Hey Pris, can you find her? You've got to be faster at this sort of thing."

"Olivia Bloom is just down the port hallway. She looks unharmed, though maybe a bit overburdened if that counts."

"Thanks, Pris. Oh, and you too Ellie. Later." Ari closed out all her open applications and hopped out her seat, heading for the mentioned hallway. "Liv, there you are. You have any problems with the gravity shifts?"

"Some." The ermine struggled to push her wheelchair while balancing Ilaria's arm and some tools in her lap. "Luckily I landed wheels down. Took some doing getting my stuff off the floor though."

"I'm sorry about that, hon." Ari walked over and took her arm from the pile of goodies in Liv's lap to alleviate the burden. "Well what's important is that you're okay. We'll be landing soon, so maybe you should find somewhere to lock yourself down. Ellie's in the rec room if you need a paw."

"Thanks for the concern, but I'm fine. Actually, I figured maybe ~you~ could use a ~paw~." Liv took one of her tools and held it up towards her shoulder. "That arm of yours is tricky to fix, but I think I've got her down to the adjustment stage. Got a minute for that?"

"After a very awkward couple of days without it, I'll make the time. I really want that arm back." Ari walked around the back of Olivia's chair, but froze when she realized she needed both paws to move it. "See? I'd offer to help, but..."

Yoyo walked in from the bridge and replaced his sister. "May I?"

"By all means. Always nice to have a handsome man lead me around."

"He's taken, hon. ~I'll~ take that compliment though." Ari led the way as she fiddled with the shoulder support for her prosthesis. "You don't mind me taking some of that glory, huh bro?"

"We're twins. If I'm sexy, you're sexy. We're double sexy."

Liv started quite visibly blushing at the frankness in which this brother could sexualize his sister. "You... do both look cute..."

Ari spotted the embarrassment in Liv's expression and eased back on that topic. "Well let's get my arm fixed up before Liv's head pops. Poor girl isn't used to us just yet, Yoyo."

"Nobody's used to how we work, sis. Sometimes, that's just how I think I like it." Yoyo chuckled as she eased Olivia over the threshold into the bridge. "So, where we doing this?"

Ari tapped the controls to a smaller door leading aft, leading to a small conference room. "This should be private enough for our plans."

Liv's eyes widened as she took the twins' words in an entirely different direction. "Please tell me you have lube this time."

"What?" Ari forced herself to see the situation through the ermine's eyes and broke out into laughter. "That's not it at all! I just don't want my tits hanging out for my crew."

"Aww..." Yoyo smirked as she bumped the chair over the second threshold. "We should at least give her a proper ~tip~ for a job well done. Right?"

"Oh, stop." Ari sat in the nearest chair an cleared another out of the way so Liv could work. "I'm sure we traumatized her enough the other night."

Olivia placed her tools on the conference table and started lightly giggling. "Well maybe I wouldn't mind if it was the two of you..."

Both twins looked at each other, staving off their own laughter. "Well we'll see about that later, surely after I've got my arm back in action and had a good shower. Sound good?"

Yoyo pulled out a chair and sat back into it lazily. "Sounds good to me..."

Zoë walked into the room and shut the door behind her. "If Adrian agrees, you mean."

"I'm just being dumb, Zoë..."

Olivia reached out and nervously groped Yoyo's groin before settling into her work. "I'm serious though. That was fun, in an odd way."

"Well then..." Yoyo smiled and pulled Zoë into his lap fast enough to make her squeal. "I'll have to ask my mate to join us next time."

"And you've always got me in any case." Ari finished snapping her arm into place, her false breast indeed hanging out as she predicted. "Now let's get this thing working so I can finally use that paw."

Yoyo grinned widely at that statement. "Oh, I get it now. Need to paw away that heat of yours, Lulu?"

"N-No... I just mean..."

"I'm just fucking with you, sis." Yoyo's own paw idly slid down the front of Zoë's pants, two of his digits massaging her folds. "That heat of yours is driving me nuts, though. Better watch yourself around the crew."

Liv simply stared at the stretched fabric of Zoë's jeans. "Same goes for you, thing number two."

"Oh." Yoyo pulled his paw free, only for Zoë to lick it clean of her own essence. "Sorry. Mind's in the gutter."

"Hey, nobody said 'Stop'." Ari settled her arm on the table and smiled for the two. "Finish what you started, lil' bro. I'm horny, and I'm sure Zoë is too now."

"How much longer you think we'll have to wait?"

Ilaria shrugged her shoulders to Adrian's mild whining. "They said they needed to make a ton of calls, and I don't blame them. Not every day a bunch of interdimensional travelers just land at your spaceport with an unregistered ship."

"Well they don't know all of ~that~, but I'd guess most of their calls are security related." Iolvin laid back on his sister's bed and played around with her tablet. "Most cultures reject foreigners at the very least until they have security measures in place. We're a bit out of normal protocol, so that's likely the hiccup."

"That's more-orLess my own thinking, bro." Ari had made it a point now to check her desk console religiously every ten minutes, and this check dredged up nothing more than the last. "I'm starting to regret offering to confine ourselves to the Starbreeze now. Three hours is a bit much."

<It isn't much when we get to finish your suits first. No helmets yet, though.> The girls walked into their mother's quarters carrying at least five different folded bodysuits, each a slightly different hue that matched one of the various otters' own glows. <Mom, you should try yours on first. It'll help with your limbs.>

<Sure. We've got time to kill, so why not?> Although similar in color to a few others, Ari easily picked out her own suit based on the definite lack of a right set of appendages. <So how does this work, pups? There a rear zipper or something?>

<Aunt Carbon uses to similar systems in her own suit. Your nanites can seal and unseal any of the seams of the suit at will.> Chelle demonstrated, first placing her stack of suits on the bed and then messing around with the seams as they contacted the small tendrils lining her paw. <You'll need to remove your prostheses first to use this suit properly, mom. Do you want some help?>

<Sure. I could always use a paw. You mind if I speak while we do all this?>

<Nope! Go right ahead!>

"Thanks, girls." Ari did as instructed and removed her leg, then pulled the bottom half of the suit over herself with relative ease. "This thing fits like a glove. You really tailored them perfectly, huh?"

<We knew your and Uncle Yoyo's dimensions perfectly through genetic projections. Alas, the others came down to eyeballing and guessing.> Both girls suddenly pulled their mother's sirat up and over her head. <They're designed to be worn nude, or beneath other clothing if need be. They regulate temperature and humidity so the choice is yours.>

"Oh, so that's why it's so form-fitting: like space-tech tights." Ari slipped the left up and over her shoulder, feeding her arm through the sleeve. Then she tried to do the same with her right arm and had to stop for her children to remove her whole false shoulder. "So how does this part work for me? I just strap my arm over this once it's on?"

The girls shook their heads and simply pulled the other side into place, a shoulder somehow appearing magically beneath the odd fabric. <We engineered an artificial shoulder socket directly into the suit. Now you don't need to worry about your shoulder slipping with the straps.>

"Oh, that's pretty sweet." Sure enough, the girls detached just the arm portion of the prosthesis from it's ball joint and clipped the artificial muscles to ports on the suit. "That part still hurts like a bitch though. So this is a more stable joint?"

<Your leg will be more secure as well. There's a locking mechanism to reduce detachments under load.> Chelle focused on that element, replacing her mother's detached leg and demonstrating a rotary lock. <We didn't want you to get hurt on a mission because of your bad limbs...>

"And I appreciate that, my whelps. Thank you." Ari fiddled around with her shoulder until it felt about right, then noticed a distinct lack of boob. "Oh, what do I do about my prosthetic breast?"

<Nanites!> Mik groped the area her mother's breast would have occupied. <Parts of your suit depend on nanites for structural integrity, so you can form shapes or fill them with nanite colonies for resistive volume.>

Chelle reached for her mother's groin and pointed out a few seams made of the softer material. <You can expose your privates here, for example. Useful if you need to relieve yourself, we assumed.>

"Or if you need a quick fuck." Yoyo snickered as he shoved his cock through the gap, but ogled when a magenta film stretched over his semi-hard length instead of exposing it to fresh air. "Hey, what's the deal? It's like a rubber."

<All seals in the suits are similar, and require nanites to break the seals intentionally. This is a safety precaution for vacuum conditions.> The girls flocked to their uncle and played with his manhood until he forced himself back into his suit in embarrassment. <There are probably other uses for this mechanism however. We'll leave it up to your imaginations.>

"Hey bro, at least you don't have to worry about condoms anymore." Ari laughed as she stood, feeling closer to whole than she had in a long time. "I think these will do us some good, girls." She threw her sirat top over her head and started re-wrapping the lower drapes. "Ooh, it fits great. What about you guys?"

Adrian crossed his legs on the bed, a comparatively-huge bulge poking out the front of his suit. "Tighter than I'm used to without anything else on. It's okay to wear stuff like pants over these, right?"

<Absolutely! Abrasions barely affect the integrity of the suits, and your nanites will repair them over time in any case.>

"Uh... Sorry, I don't..."

Yoyo swooped in with a rudimentary translation. "Go nuts. They fix themselves as you wear them, it sounds like."

"Oh, cool." Dee looked to the pile of remaining suits and quirked his head in curiosity. "So who are the other ones for? Is one for Zoë?"

The girls shook their heads to simplify the answer for Dee. <Two are for us, and there's another for Miss Cid. We thought Aunt Carbon might like to match her.>

"That's nice of you, girls." Ari touched the thinner fabric of Sydney's suit and marveled at how well her new paw was picking up subtle pressure inputs. "Why don't you go show them, then get yourselves changed? I'd love to see how cute you look in those."

<Sure!> The twins smiled as they gathered the remaining suits and scampered out the room. <Oh, what should we do after that, mom?>

"Just waste some time, I guess. It might be a few more hours until we can leave. Love you two."

<We love you.>

The girls nodded enthusiastically as the door slid shut. Then they both grinned deviously to each other and stripped down in the hallway. In only a minute they helped each other into their respective suits, purposefully leaving their other clothing by their mother's door. The girls linked vines again and their suits shifted colors, resembling Carbon's active camouflage though muddier and more 'opaque' than the original.

By the time the girls reached Carbon's bunk they looked dastardly in their approach, but that didn't stop Carbon from nonchalantly opening her door and staring up at the two. "I ~thought~ I felt a ~great evil~ approaching."

"Who is it? I don't..." Sydney poked her head out, but took a few seconds to realize the girls were there. "Gods, that looks creepy. Uh... What's up, girls?"

<Oh, boo. Well I guess we can't surprise you like that.> Chelle offered the lighter suit to Cid while Mik spelled out the plan. <We created a basic clone of Carbon's suit for you. It does this camouflage thing better than ours, we swear.>

Carbon intercepted the gift out of curiosity, passing it along after a quick inspection. "I see. You think she can use one now that you've given her veilee?"

"Oh, is that true? I can use crazy alien tech and boil my enemies down to ash?" Cid chuckled and smiled for the girls. "That's the best gift ever. Thank you."

"Call me officially concerned on behalf of the Earth." Carbon ran a claw over the silky fabric and a large seam opened up. "That works better than mine. I might have to get you girls to upgrade my suit one of these days."

<Maybe in a minute, if we have enough time.>

"Help her later. How does this work?"

Carbon pulled the girls inside, then closed and locked the door. "Get your clothes off, then just 'zip' it up over your fur. It's not as constricting as it sounds. You might like it."

Cid threw off her jacket, then unbuttoned her shirt. "So is there a way for me to hide my features wearing this?"

"You already have a pretty masculine body, Sydney."

<The chest may be constricted. We planned on all of this. Although...> The two girls scanned the room, their ability to see though common materials coming in handy as they yanked out a dildo hidden behind Cid's bed. <This should do nicely. The crotch also has modular volume.>

Cid immediately grabbed the toy and threw it behind her back, taking a moment more to realize the injector and feed tube for its 'lifelike ejaculation' feature were hanging next to her tail. "I-I can explain this!"

"I was wondering about that thing..."

Cid's eyes grew wide as her face flushed with blood. "You knew!?"

"Well... yeah. You know I have super X-ray vision too, right?" Carbon shrugged her shoulders and smiled. "It's no big deal. I was wondering what you bought and stashed the other day, although I wasn't expecting something like that from you."

Sydney frowned to her girlfriend, but resumed removing her clothing once her own two phantoms poked their heads out with cheerful smiles. "If you say so. I got it for you, actually. I've never seen someone stay in heat this long and I wanted to help, by more than just cheerleading."

"Well that's sweet of you, hon. You'll have to show me how that thing works later. Just the sight of it's getting me warmed up."

"As opposed to the ~entire morning~? When you get it bad, you get it ~bad~." Cid dropped her trousers and stepped into her new bodysuit, quickly getting a feel for how the seals behaved. "Besides, that isn't exactly for ~you~ to use. I also... bought a strap for it... and..."

"I get the idea." Carbon smoothed out Sydney's suit from behind, zipped it up, and ended with a rearward mask-nuzzle to her neck. "You're cute when you're flustered."

"You know I don't like that word." Cid donned her head to the side to rest against Carbon's muzzle, only to perk it right back up when an idea crossed her mind. "So as punishment, you're getting the dong."

Carbon chuckled as she stepped back. "You know that's not a punishment for me right now, right?"

"Not really my point. I just can't stand your heat any more." Sydney spun, shoved Carbon backwards onto the bed, and opened the front of her suit. "Demonstration time, otter. At least, I think I can..." She fidgeted with the dildo between herself and the garment, eventually settling the silicone member securely against her clit. "Ooh, damn... I think that'll do nicely."

"Don't need my vines anymore?" Carbon got the hint opened the bottom of her own suit, but stopped herself from spreading the fabric too wide when she remembered the twins. "Girls, what's the plan? Staying or leaving?"

The matching hybrids looked at each other and then back to Carbon's crotch. <Staying, please.>

"Such good manners for a couple o' peeping toms. You're fine by me. Your mother did mention she wanted you guys to have some sex ed."

"Seriously?" Cid finished her prep work by sealing the dildo into place, such that her suit became a holster strap of its own. "I'm not..." A stray glance at some convincing puppy-dog eyes from all three remaining inhabitants of the room convinced the meerkat otherwise. "Fine... But only watching, and from that corner. No weird stuff or I'm stopping."

"Wow. I was joking. I was totally going to kick them out." Carbon spread her legs and drooped her thick tail, revealing her drooling, chartreuse pussy for Cid. "Well don't keep us waiting then. I'm curious how your first time as a 'guy' is gonna play out."

"Who said it was my first rodeo?" Sydney grinned wide as she wedged her new tip against Carbon's folds, then slowly and firmly pushed inside until she tapped the far end and crushed her clit. "Gods, that's satisfying."

"Y-You can s-say that ag-gain..." Carbon forced her breathing to steady out, apparently already on the verge of blissful collapse. "That thing has sp-spines? Damn... We might n-need some more lube."

"Yeah, sorry. This was the only good quality one they had: a panther replica." Cid smiled as she ground deep against Carbon's core, then grabbed the syringe attached to the dong and reached for something else behind the bed. "About that lube problem though... I sort of came prepared."

"Goddess... What a-are you...?"

Completely out of left field, Sydney produced a condom filled with half a gallon of suspiciously magenta, glowing liquid. "Oh, you'll love it. Part of the master plan, you see." She untied the knot on the end of the latex balloon and poured about a third of the goop into the syringe, filling it. Then she closed off the condom, capped the injector, and depressed its plunger. "One large and sloppy dose of natural lube, miss. Enjoy the--"

"Oh _ Goddess _!" Carbon cringed and seized as she forfeited control of her body over to raw, primal orgasm. "F-F-Fu-uck...!"

"Well ~shit~." Sydney stopped everything and froze, simply trying to figure out what was happening. "Carbon, are you okay? That wasn't too much or anything, was--?"

"D-Don't stop!" Carbon reached out and snagged Cid by the arms, begging her to move as she rode out her high. "That feels so damned ~perfect~."

Suddenly Sydney herself was trembling below the waist as an unexpected Link formed between the two. «What the hell!?»

Instantly Carbon settled herself down, the Link working as a sort of load-sharing system with Sydney. «Holy crap. What the two hells was in that thing?»

«Uh... distilled otter?» Cid fell forwards onto Carbon, but managed enough strength not to crush her or, amusingly, Evelyn. «Eve, you alright? You don't look so great.»

«I... Wow...» The flower maiden rolled her head to the side with nothing but content smiles. «I'm fine, dear. Carbon, you let that one go ~way~ too long.» She flopped limply onto her back and stared at the ceiling, only to shoot her eyes open when Cait and Leannan appeared standing above her. «My saplings! Hello, darlings!»

While those three piled together for hugs and snugs, Carbon reached down to inspect the fuchsia cream leaking out of her. «What exactly was this, now? I know it's a biologic, at the very least.»

«All natural, FDA approved organic, free range otter juice.» Cid gave up on the strap-on and flopped onto the free side of the bed. «I... sort of lied about the doc needing semen samples from everyone.»

«That's stealing, technically. Also impressive you got away with it.»

«Well I mentioned some stuff about radiation and fertility and they went for it. Apparently one of them wants to have a kid somehow.» Cid eased the toy out of her suit, inspected it for a moment, and then tossed it to the side. «Might have to desiver this to the doc anyway. I'm sure they'd be fine with it though, since their donations went to a good cause one way or another.»

Carbon shoved Cid's shoulder with her own. «~They~? Just how much did you collect?»

«Just... Well, a gallon I guess? Fuck, I didn't expect they'd come so much, or that they'd give me the whole batch.»

«Well they are ~free range~ otters after all.» The hybrid nuzzled her girlfriend's shoulder and neck affectionately. «So that was the plan? Hit me with the big guns and blow my heat out the water?»

«Damn straight. You know I go for overkill.» Sydney gave her otter a smooch on the front of her mask. «You looked like you were almost in pain the last few days, so I couldn't hold back. Shame our fun didn't last long though.»

«Well that was probably for the best. I'll nag her to repay the favor though.» Evelyn finally came back into the conversation, her shared children draped to either side of her. «Before you and her became a thing, we very unceremoniously hired some male talent to help. Without it we'd actually have started getting sick from the hormones involved.»

Carbon held up a paw and quickly explained, «I can't reach orgasm without contacting fresh DNA, right? Well in estrus I specifically need contact with a full male chain to sate it.»

«Which is good for you, but not said male if he wants to go a few more rounds.» Cid squirmed and rubbed her thighs together, but held kept her composure. «You should rest if it was that strong though. We'll have plenty of time for you to make it up to me later.»

An unknown voice spoke up in commentary. «Aww... That doesn't seem fun to wait.»

The three looked at each other, then cheered when they realized it was Cait that spoke. «My little girl! She's growing up so ~quickly~!»

«Hey, don't ignore ~me~...»

«Lea!» Eve hugged her children tightly, beaming her smile for all to see. «You two finally figured out the Link, huh? I'm so proud of you. It took me a few years before I could speak to Carbon.»

Lea lifted her head to look at Cid over the various bodies somehow filling the bed. «Mama Sydney has fully functional speech centers already, so that helps.»

Cait riffled her soft fur and dove into her other mother's arm for renewed snuggles. «That, and sharing certain parts of ourselves makes it easier--half the effort.»

«Well whatever the case, I'm just happy for us.» Eve gave each of the girls kisses on their foreheads, but they disappeared suddenly when Carbon stretched her paws behind her head. "Wait... What did you do?"

Carbon shrugged her shoulders, causing a paw to brush against Cid's new suit briefly and allow the girls a fleeting flicker of life. "Uh... that, I guess." She latched onto Cid's arm for good and the Link resumed. «Huh. I guess it must be the suit?»

Sydney didn't care to guess and spoke up to Ari's girls in the corner. "Can we connect to each other using this new suit, girls?"

The twins suddenly sat upright, revealing their paws weren't exactly innocent during all the commotion. <Yes! The material may act as a weak conduit for the Link, so take care around certain people.>

"Thanks, girls." Cid slumped against the hybrid and ducked her head into the small of her shoulder. «Well there you have it. Bit easier to explain than a tentacle to the nose.»

«Or where the sun doesn't shine.» Carbon lifted her head to check the twins, then lazily blended into the mattress with the rest of the two fur party. «I can't believe you actually let them watch that. You don't seem the type.»

«Normally I'm not, but...» Cid gave the girls another quick glance and smiled. «I wanted to thank them for the nice gift, and all they ever seem to care about are sex and hooking the two of us up.»

«So you gave them both? That's a hell of a gift, I guess.»

«That's not the real point. For all the trouble they cause, they do a lot of good.» Sydney smiled and hooked her arms around her otter, soon to be embraced in return. «I thought they'd like reap the fruit of all that plotting.»

«That right there's why I love you, Sydney.»

«I love you too, ott.»

Suddenly several phantoms piled atop the couple and smothered them with cuddles. «And so do we!»