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Hybridisation Project

Chapter Three

© Cederwyn Whitefurr

20th September, 2017,

All Rights Reserved.

In his hypnotic trance, Nate grunted and trembled, sensation he didn't know how to understand, flooding his mind, before he suddenly gasped and arched his hips upwards as Dr. Krushev held him firmly by the base of his feral penis, then slipped him inside her warm labia, muscles sliding apart as the Kangaroo's penis slid easily into the dark depths.

“Oh..." Dr. Krushev gasped, as she felt him slide to his full depth inside her, as she squirmed and rocked gently back and forth, then side to side, experiencing the pleasure but trying to keep an objective, and rational scientific mind. She would analyse the video and dispassionately review the experience later – but that was later – this was now – and although he wasn't a large male – the way his penis felt, so slick and its twitches, brought her pleasure she wouldn't deny herself.

As she settled into a sensual rocking motion, her firm, pert breasts rocking in time, she sighed in pleasure at experiencing lovemaking with him. Her eyes opened, as she looked down at him, watching his muzzle twitch and eyes flickering, no doubt, he himself enjoying his first mating. Dr Krushev intentionally adjusted her lovemaking during their extensive mating, trying different positions, postures and sensual movements of her cervix, watching and pondering his reactions as he gasped, grunted and trembled.

“Nate, do you hear me - “ Dr. Krushev whispered, as she leaned down, her breasts pressed against his firm chest, as she squeezed her muscles.

“Yes, mistress - “ Come his ragged reply, almost feral, so she frowned and struggled to comprehend it.

“Describe for me, the sensations you feel - “ She answered, as she delicately pulled his furred lips back, looking at the pale gums, then released them, his lips parting, as he gasped and trembled. “Do you feel pleasure, anger, frustration..."

“Pleasure mistress, very much so – the sensations – I do not fully understand, but – the emotional sensation I would equate to pleasure, and happiness, I have never – experienced what – you are doing to me before and -"

“Be quiet!" She suddenly snapped at him, then sighed and caressed his ears, watching as he arched his hips against hers and another gasp was torn from him.

Obediently, he silenced, but she watched as his paws began to scratch and claw at the mattress on which he lay, and she blinked, feeling his penis inside her tremble – then a quick pulse of pre-ejaculate spurted and she moaned, feeling the incredible warmth spread throughout her body. Seconds later, she grunted and moaned, as he squealed and bucked his hips hard against her groin, his orgasm spurting in strong, powerful spurts inside her body, as she shuddered and began panting in surprise and unmistakable pleasure. She had made love to many men over the years, but none, were as strong in their ejaculatory spurts, nor anywhere near as hot, as his semen was as it coated her vaginal walls.

He crumpled back onto the bed, before tears started trickling down his furred cheeks, as he trembled with fright, fearing he would be punished. Dr. Krushev was surprised by this reaction, but she lay a hand on his chest, then gently stroked him until he sniffled and grew peaceful again.

“Computer, you recorded this encounter, did you not?" Dr. Krushev whispered, as she sighed and blinked, feeling the Kangaroo still at full arousal within her, the warmth of his seed continuing to permeate her body.

An acknowledging beep confirmed her question.

“Subject study, the kangaroo performed above expectations in clinical trial of mating. Personal note, subject retains erectile tumescence despite orgasmic achievement in male subject. Further study of number of mating's subject can sustain. Computer, end recording!"

Another beep acknowledged this request, before she sighed and lay down on him, draping his furred arms over her back and beginning to thrust against him, feeling his penis tremble and twitch inside her. He responded, his muzzle falling open and a low, gasping moan escaping it, before she looked down and tried a new experiment, pressing her lips against his and beginning to kiss him, but it was a kiss without emotion, affection or lust – purely for scientific curiosity, and at first he began to snort and struggle, before she sighed and whispered.

“Breathe through your nostrils..."

His trembling eased, as he drew some quick breaths, then became quiet and obeisant again, quivering as he muscles squeezed down on him, as his lips quivered and whiskers twitched, feeling her tongue flickering against his, before he gasped and bucked, once more another powerful release of his semen spurted and she grunted in surprise and growing pleasure.

“Good, very good...excellent dear Buck, lovely, good, boy..."

He panted and shook, his orgasm more powerful and forceful than the last, a warm lather of sweat beginning to dampen his fur, yet he still remained at full arousal, and Dr. Krushev smiled, kissing his muzzle and caressing his ears, as she ground her hips against his, he gasped and moaned, in what was very much pleasure and arousal. Even with her limited senses, she could detect that, and then she leant close, inhaling the scent of his musky sweat, noting to get a sample for analysis.

“Computer, is it possible, from known current baselines of subject, if subject is proven conclusively to be fertile – would hybridisation be possible with female of feral species?" Dr. Krushev snapped, then felt the kangaroo beneath her tremble, her sharp, imperative tone eliciting a fear response in him, even thought it wasn't directed at him. “Additional, subject whilst under hypnotic suggestion, displays fear response to raised voice...further study of subject recommended, possibly submit subject to intensive psychiatric stress to evaluate!"

“Forgive me Doctor Krushev," Come the reply from the computer. “Current baseline statistics would ill-advise subjecting subject to psychological stress induction. Potential for psychotic break in subject too high, subject would be unable to resolve conflicting emotional state between rational mind imprint and feral instinct."

“Computer, analysis!" Dr. Krushev snapped, then felt the Kangaroo whimper and tremble again, before she laid a hand lightly on his sweat soaked chest.

“Subject, Kangaroo cross human, anthropomorphic, subject memory erased, date, twenty three, six, 2129, subject imprinted with Dr. Edward Nate's memory engram, date twenty-four, six, 2129. Engram patch successful, uncertain long term psychological effect of imprint on marsupial brain, more data needed for full analysis. Subject was subjected to traumatic stress and anxiety, resulting from months of sexual assault when young, further psychological stresses ill advised to to aforementioned high probability of psychotic break, resulting in potential termination of subject."

“Damn computers, always so literal in their interpretations - “ Dr. Krushev sighed, before she sat up and the Kangaroo grunted, bucking his hips again, but this time, he didn't ejaculate, and she sighed in frustration feeling his penis losing its tumescence within her and sliding back into the cloaca.

“Computer, analysis, prospect, crossing anthropomorphic kangaroo with female of same species, feral, in seasonal ovulation capable." Dr. Krushev grunted, as she stood and shuddered, feeling the Kangaroo's semen inside her cooling and sticking to her uterus walls.

“Unable to offer analysis, inconclusively proven if kangaroo human is fertile!"

“Oh, I give up - “ Dr Krushev sighed, before she stepped off Nate and dressed, then slipped his boxer shorts back on, before she leaned down close to his ear and whispered the counter-order to rescind her hypnotic control.

Nate snorted and blinked, starting to sit up, before he moaned and placed a paw against his forehead, then felt the sweat as he shuddered.

“I think I need to go see the Veterinarian after all..." Nate whispered, as he frowned then rubbed at his furred throat and coughed, before wincing. “I feel...so weak and exhausted, must be the stress - “

Dr. Krushev smiled down at him, before she helped him to his foot paws, then held him as he stumbled and shuddered, then coughed again.

“I might...need some help, getting down there - “ Nate laughed weakly, as he rubbed at his furred chest with a paw and looked at the sweat, before sniffing it and grasping his laboratory coat.

*

Leaving Nate with the Vet, who happened to be Dr. Krushev daughter, Nate noticed the cold, standoffish nature between mother and daughter, then he shed his lab coat off his shoulders and lay down on the examination table, his long legs stretching out and tail laying limply between his legs. Dr Faline smiled, then gently shook Nate's left paw, before releasing it and smiling at him.

“Doctor Nate, I'm so sorry to see you here, is there anything I can do for you?" Dr. Faline asked, as she become formal, but the warmth and gentleness in her voice unmistakable. “You're..."

Nate coughed weakly, then lay back, as Dr. Faline become bushiness-like, producing a thermometer which she stuffed into his muzzle, then placing the stethoscope ear buds into her ears and listening to his heart. After a few moments, she made him sit up, then began tapping on his back, listening with the stethoscope and frowning.

“Well Doctor, good news, I don't hear anything I shouldn't, then again, I'm a veterinarian, working on a sentient, anthropomorphic male kangaroo! This is so exciting and - “ She trailed off, before turning away to hide her embarrassment at nearly slipping up – but knowing everything was being logged and security recorded.

Nate flicked an ear and shuddered, then wiped at his chest and belly with his leathery paws, feeling the cold sweat that made his muzzle wrinkle in disgust.

“Alright, symptoms aside – oh, almost forgot!" Taking the thermometer from his muzzle, she held it up and looked at it, then consulted her computer and frowned, then looked back at him, a smile spreading across her face. “All good there, no sign of fever or such...have you been exerting yourself? Physically I mean - “

Taking a long, pale furred leg and foot in her hands, she experimentally flexed it, then bent just the toes, feeling along the foot for abnormalities, then up the tight tendon, before he squealed and involuntarily kicked, then blushed, his ears sweeping back as she stepped away, thankful she was standing to the side of his leg, and not in the direct path.

“My – that was quite a kick...may I?" Dr. Faline inquired, as she reached for the leg again, then more gently felt along it, once again, eliciting the kick response. “I think we have some stress on the hind leg – I mean, in the tendons that run from the ankle to your thigh. Even a gentle touch elicits a strong, powerful kick response. Is it tight? Does it hurt when you kick like that?"

“No, not – really - “ Nate answered her, as he lifted his foot onto his heel and flexed the toes and foot itself, curling it down then back up, feeling the tendon at the back of the heel tightening and loosening as he moved his leg. “No, nothing out of the ordinary, could it just be like an involuntary muscular response? Like when a Doctor taps a humans knee, their leg jumps?"

Pulling on some latex gloves over her hands, Dr. Faline pondered, then frowned and thought. “That is a perfectly good theory Dr. Nate, I'd never considered it, yes, it stands to reason, you would have certain triggers, like that. Now. Doctor, forgive me – but if I'm to get to the bottom of what's causing your distress – I'm going to have to get a little – hands on – as it were, I know you're shy, but I need to do it, alright?"

Nate shuddered at the snap of the gloves, before he uncurled his furred fingers and lay them on the bed, before Dr. Faline gently restrained him, reassuring him with gentle strokes and petting's, whilst she did so.

“These – are for my protection, I hope you understand Doctor - “ Faline sighed, then smiled weakly at him.

“I don't like these..." Nate sniffled, then blinked away the tears in his eyes.

“I know Doctor, now, please, try to relax, I'll be as quick as I can, I promise - “ Dr. Faline smiled weakly, then thinking, she picked up a small tank and an attached tube, which led to a muzzle mask. “Doctor, do you mind if I give you a mild sedative, nothing harmful, it'll relax you – but you'll be fully awake and conpliant....."

He shivered again, then nodded and lifted his head, feeling her slip the mask onto his muzzle, before he lay his head back down. Faline didn't fail to notice, how his body tensed and his paws contracted, the sharp claws pricking his pale furred wrists. Placing a comforting hand on his shoulder, she gently opened the valve and watched as he tensed further, before drawing a shallow breath, then another, the stress and tension slowly draining from his body as he sighed and went limp, eyes closing and to her surprise, he slept...

*

After an hour and a half, Dr. Faline wiped sweat off her forehead, as she frowned and looked at the notes and the results from the blood-work that was sent earlier, then back at the sleeping anthropomorphic kangaroo who slept so peacefully and naturally, Faline couldn't help but feel grief for what he had suffered in the past – and her own hand in shaping him into what he now was. Her specimens collected, she thought about waking him, but after rechecking the computers results, she decided it was better to let him sleep – his blood chemistry showed high levels of the enzymes that created stress, and as she knew from extensive study, stress was a very dangerous thing for Kangaroo's, and to a certain extent, Anthropomorphic one's as well.

“Sleep now, Doctor Nate, you need it, the experiments can wait - “ Dr. Faline smiled, then leaned over and lightly kissed his forehead, then stroked his ears gently.

To Be Continued...