The Loneliest Place In The Galaxy Part 12: His Own Best Friend
Story by The Hopeless Heathen on SoFurry
The twelfth part of the Loneliest Place in the Galaxy series, where Sam undergoes some rather significant changes.
This is the twelfth entry in an ongoing series, so I recommend you read the other parts first. However, you certainly don't have to as it might take a while. If you're looking for the masturbation piece, skip to the word "navigated". For the straight sex and knotting, skip to the word "c'mere". As always feel free to leave comments or suggestions below!
I found myself standing out in the middle of an open field, surrounded by shadowy trees under the dark night sky. No clothes were on my body, and I had no recollection of how I had gotten there. A light breeze blew across the field, causing the short, tangled grass to ripple like water. I shivered a bit as the cold air sapped the warmth from my skin, making me look about for a place of shelter. I figured the best chance I had was going into the forest, and I began walking toward the edge of the woods.
Suddenly a strange burning spread across my skin, mixed with a tingling that I could hardly describe. The field around me grew quite a bit brighter, and as I looked up I saw the moon peeking out from behind the clouds. The more it showed, the more the tingling grew, until my whole body was on fire with this strange sensation. I raised my arm to see that my hair was growing out so fast that I could actually see it in motion. My confusion was brief, however, as a horrid pain shot through my legs. I could hardly stand, and I fell to the ground writhing.
The pain quickly spread to my face, hands, and hips, and it felt like my bones were being torn apart. I tried to move my feet to find them being stretched like putty, and the toes and balls of my feet became covered in what felt like heavy calluses. The same thing happened to my hands as well, and my fingernails both grew outward and inward at the same time. My skull felt like it was going rip apart, and something was pulling my ears to the top of my head. I tried to scream, but all that came out was a loud yelp. My tailbone began sticking out more and more, lengthening, segmenting, and growing muscle across it. My entire body began growing straight hair, to the point where it became soft, brown fur. Everything burned during the painful transformation, causing me to writhe in agony as my body took on new shapes.
At last the pain died down, and I shakily got to my feet. I looked down to see that my entire body was covered in fur, with a layer of muscle that had never been there before. With horror I saw that I didn't have feet anymore, with big, spread out paws replacing them. I held my hands up to see that they had become paws as well, with thumbs that were a cruel mockery of human digits. I tried to put my hands to my mouth, but I found it had grown into a full on snout. My elongated tongue explored my mouth, finding it to be lined with the pointed teeth of a predator. Some new limb wagged behind me, and as I reached back I found that my tailbone had grown into an actual tail. With my bestial transformation complete, I screamed at the night sky for doing this to me. Only, when I opened my mouth all that was heard was a maddened howl.
I woke up in bed, shivering from the memory of the dream. My muscles felt sore, which I attributed to bad sleeping positions or something else trivial. I thought about going back to bed, and I was about to turn over when I felt something wrong. The covers should have been rubbing across bare skin, but it felt like a layer of hair was between me and them. I shifted to sit up, and felt something twitching behind me. I hadn't ever felt something back there before, and I reached behind me to assess the situation. I quickly realized two things were very wrong: I had a furry tail stuck to my ass, and my hand was somehow a paw. Memories of the dream flashed back, and I quickly swung myself off the bed to go check things out. My feet hit the floor, but after a second I realized that my “natural" way of standing was balancing on the balls of my feet. The room was pitch black, so a brief hope fluttered that this was some sort of half dream, half hallucination or something. I'd get to the bathroom, flick on the light, and find that everything was as it should be. As I panicked and almost ran for the door, I felt my nails clack against the floor. Things were getting worse by the second, but there was still some hope that it was all a weird dream.
I stumbled toward the bathroom in what used to be pitch black darkness, but now I realized there was a bit of light in the room. My eyes had adjusted alarmingly fast to the dark, as I could clearly see where I was going. I slid the bathroom door open manually, which was a lot easier to do than I had anticipated. The door slid closed behind me as I reached for the lights, and when I flicked them on my reflection caused me to let out a blood-curdling shriek.
The thing staring back at me looked like a fucking German Shepherd. A mouth of canine teeth hung open in shock, and two pointed ears adorned the top of its head. Brown and black fur covered its body, and a fluffy tail curled between its legs. It raised its paws to its snout, feeling around to make sure it was actually real. Toned muscles showed on its arms, which each ended in a paw with an opposable thumb. Each digit was tipped with a short, blunt claw, with a tough pad on the bottom that matched the one on its palm. Suddenly I thought I felt that my crotch was different, and the dog in the mirror pulled down his underwear to reveal a fur covered sheath and ballsack.
“Sam? Sam?!" The door slid open to reveal a sleep addled Lucy, wearing nothing but underwear and looking like she'd just rolled out of bed. The fur on one side of her head was plastered down, likely from where she'd been lying on the pillow. I turned around with my undies still around my thighs and my junk out in the open, the shock of the situation making me fairly oblivious. Lucy looked me up and down her gaze lingering slightly on my crotch. “Sam?"
“Lucy? Oh god, I… I don't know what the hell happened. I h-had this dream about transforming and then I woke up and felt wrong so I went to the bathroom and-"
Lucy stopped my rambling by putting one digit to my lips, letting out a long sigh as she did so. “Sam, just come back to bed. We can sort this out in the morning." She then wandered off back to the bedroom, and I heard the sound of her flopping back down onto the mattress. I turned back and looked in the mirror again, inspecting every inch of my new dog-like body. With the initial panic simmering down, I finally realized that the transformation had done quite a few favors for my physique. Given how strong the other anthros were compared to humans, I figured I was probably a lot stronger than normal. I thought about testing this theory, and settled on using the metal towel racks. They were pretty damn sturdy, made from the same metal as the station's hull. I put my paws on it, but hesitated for a moment. What if I did damage it, and the hotel found out? Eh, they could bill me. With a surge of bestial strength I twisted the metal, bending it upward with a loud groan. I looked at my paws in wonder, fantasizing about what I could do with this newfound strength. Maybe I could go into competitive lifting, or boxing, or zero-g melees. Maybe I could finally beat Lucy in a wrestling match.
Suddenly a wild thought popped into my head, and I began to slide off my underwear fully. I pulled my shirt over my head and tossed it to the side as well, leaving me wearing nothing but fur. Once my clothes were gone, I admired my naked form in the mirror. With a slim muscular body, a handsome canine face, and a bit of human charm, I could totally see someone like Ian falling head over heels for me. I struck a flexing pose, watching my muscles ripple under the fur. I tried out a few different motions and stances, mesmerized by the way my body was moving.
Almost two minutes passed before I stopped, finally returning to a neutral stance. As my gaze drifted down to my sheath, another thought blossomed in my mind, this one far less decent than my previous strutting. Without putting on clothes I crept back into the bedroom, as silent as a leaf on the wind. Lucy was snoring away without so much as twitching, so I snuck to the bedside table and grabbed her tablet. She didn't stir as I left, and as the door hissed shut behind me as I hurried back to the bathroom and sat down on the toilet.
With a few deft swipes I had the tablet unlocked and on the home screen. I was about to open a local network browser and pick out some smut when something else caught my eye, a folder labeled “Going Away Present". I tapped it open to find two subfolders, one with a few videos, and the other with a bunch of photos. I wondered what exactly the folders could be; maybe they were something from Lucy's time before we met, maybe she'd said goodbye to someone close to her. I was about to close the folder out of respect for her privacy when I noticed the date it was created: almost two weeks after she'd arrived at the outpost. A quick diagnostic check revealed that none of the files were older than the folder, and quite a few were made when I was normally asleep. With curiosity coursing through my mind, I tapped open the image folder.
Inside I found a true treasure trove. Each thumbnail showed Lucy in various stages of undress, striking all manner of erotic poses and grinning at the camera. I tapped one of them, and my eyes widened with glee as the image filled the screen. She was laying back on the couch back at the outpost, wearing nothing but a bra and a pair of panties. Of course, technically she wasn't wearing the panties; they were hanging off a few toes on one upraised foot. The camera was positioned a few feet from her crotch, putting her plump little pussy on display. She was parting the lips with two digits, showing off the soft pink shade of her insides and getting me all the more aroused. Her other paw was clutched to her chest, just barely squeezing the soft lump between her digits. The lusty smirk on her face topped it all off, making me wish I could just jump through the screen and fuck her right there.
Actually, I could go fuck her right now. I almost got up to go after her, but a pang of conscience stopped me in my tracks. She was tired, I thought, she deserved some rest, she didn't even react to me transforming into an anthropomorphic dog. The part of my brain in charge of fucking rebutted immediately. How could she say no to a body like this? I could just slip inside, have some fun, then we could both sleep till noon tomorrow. Reason then chimed in, pointing out that I didn't even know how my dog dick worked. I sat back down, but before I began scrolling through the photos I noticed that something had changed.
I put the tablet aside, examining the phenomenon going on with my crotch. An angry red little thing was poking out of the sheath, and as I took it in my paw it began sliding out even further. I recognized the familiar feelings of getting hard and having my cock touched, and figured this red thing must be my penis. Weird. As I lightly rubbed the head with one paw, the rest of its length gradually slid out as the sheath retracted. The whole thing felt really warm and kind of wet, but not to the point where it lubed itself up. Once it seemed to be most of the way out, I gave it a few experimental strokes to see if old habits still worked. The fact that I had paws instead of hands made it a tad awkward, but after jerking it for a few seconds I knew that I'd be able to get off just the same.
Curiosity crept into my mind, and I navigated over to the folder of videos. I tapped on the first one to see the camera looking down on a prone Lucy, this time completely naked and with one paw on her clit. The video came to life, and the first thing that hit me was her glowing smile. “Hey, Sam. I know we can't be together right now, so I thought I'd try to keep you company. It's not as good as being there with you, but hopefully this will make us both feel a bit less lonely."
She seemed about ready to go when a bar slightly filled with white appeared at the top of the screen. She looked to the camera once again, saying “Oh right, I added a progress bar to help us cum in sync. I should hit my climax right as the bar fills up." Her face spread into a loving grin, and with that she began rubbing away at the top of her slit.
I began jerking off at about the same time, locking eyes with Lucy through the camera. She let out all kinds of gasps and moans, calling my name in the throes of her pleasure. “Oh, Sam… mmmph, oh god it feels good…ah!" Her mouth hung open as she let out an ecstatic moan, spreading her legs apart further as she groped her breasts with her free paw. My own paw was sliding up and down my member at a quickened pace, making it feel like I was pleasuring Lucy myself. “It's so… gah… oh don't stop, please don't stop." I was about to speed up to a blistering pace when I saw that the bar was only half full. My body cried for me to go faster, but my mind made sure I was pacing myself. I even screwed around with edging a bit, speeding up just enough to bring me to the brink of cumming before slowing back down right as I was about to hit the point of no return. I hung there for a while, caught between numbness and release, until I finally heard Lucy begin to squeal.
“Oh, Sam, I'm so close… ah… just a bit more…" I looked to the the bar had almost filled, and judging by her expression of pure joy she was getting close to her orgasm. My paw began jerking up and down in earnest, driving me towards climax after several minutes of patience. I was so close, so tantalizingly near a euphoric climax, but I held on for just a tiny bit longer. “I'm… gonna… ooooh… ahhhh… I'm… I'm…" I tossed the tablet aside, cupping my balls as I felt the explosion coming. As Lucy let out a scream of pure ecstasy I finally reached my limit, seizing up as my cock shot out a powerful stream of cum. I came so hard that it hit the far wall, splattering against the tile and sliding toward the floor. Long, sticky ropes of jizz sprayed uncontrollably up from my balls, flying across the room or landing on my fur. I leaned down and opened my mouth, catching the hot white goo in my jaws. It seemed a bit runnier than usual, but there was so much of it I could hardly complain. As the last few spurts landed on my belly, I licked my lips and savored the strange texture of my own seed.
Once I came down from my orgasmic high, I finally got around to inspecting the damage I caused. The far wall was splattered with cum, making it look like some kind of abstract art exhibit. As my gaze drifted downward I saw with dismay that my clothes were thoroughly soaked with my seed, and as I picked my shirt with two digits a bit of the sticky white stuff dripped to the floor. Thankfully Lucy's tablet had avoided getting splattered, but I couldn't say the same for myself. Then I noticed something strange going on at the base of my dick: there was a large bulge there, swollen like a balloon. When I stroked it, it seemed quite a bit more sensitive than the rest of the shaft. Squeezing was even better, and if I hadn't just came I probably would have blown my load. I tried to remember what little I knew about dog anatomy, but the most I could think of was that they get stuck together after sex. Would that happen with Lucy? It couldn't hurt to try…tomorrow. She needed to rest, and I needed to clean up the obscene amount of cum I had sprayed everywhere.
Twenty minutes and a roll of paper towels later, I had cleaned off just about everything, including myself. The smell of cum still hung in the air, but I didn't think anything but time would get that out. As I looked down I realized that there was still cum stuck in my fur, matting it and making it clump together uncomfortably in a long patch from my crotch to my chest. I quickly realized I'd need something more to get cleaned off, so I turned on the shower faucet and stepped into the booth. Hot water flowed down from my shoulders, plastering my fur to my body in a comical fashion. With soap and a towel I managed to clean the drying cum out of my fur, and I quickly got out of the shower right afterwards. I began drying myself, but I failed to realize how much longer it took a full body of fur to dry out. After another ten minutes of toweling off, I finally got the idea to use Lucy's hair dryer for myself. With a newfound understanding of her daily struggle, I was about to grab it when a heavy snore from the bedroom reminded me why I'd been jerking off in the first place.
Towels wouldn't work, the dryer would be too loud…but of course no one said I had to fully dry off. I could just sneak back to bed, curl up beside Lucy…no, I couldn't afflict her with a wet dog smell and a moist spot on the bed. I would just tough it out on the couch, she'd understand. Once I'd tossed my cum-stained clothes in the corner, I strode over to the couch and flopped down with a pillow under my head. I lay awake for a while afterward, wondering about what this transformation would do to my life. Would I still have a job with the Alliance? Could I show my face in public? What would I say to my parents? Would they disown me or something? As these questions swirled through my brain, my grip on the physical world slowly faded, and soon I was fully tucked in sleep's embrace.
“Woah. Just look at that thing." I was roused from the fog of sleep by a soft, muttering voice that rang with familiarity. I slowly looked up to see Lucy crouched down beside the couch, seemingly examining my crotch with a combination of curiosity and awe. I felt her paw lightly grasping the tip of it, rubbing it between two digits and causing it to expand out of my sheath. She leaned in close, and I could feel her muzzle inhaling my scent. To my surprise she stuck out her tongue and gave it a tiny lick, sending electrifying excitement running up my spine. After licking her lips, she put her paw back on the shaft and started slowly jerking me off. “Mmmm…maybe just…"
She whirled on me with a surprised look on her face as I let out a contented groan. “Oh god Sam I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to-"
A carefree smile spread across my face. “Well don't stop on my account. Go on…" I leaned back on the couch, expecting her demeanor to go from shocked to lusty. I could already feel her mouth wrapped around my cock, her tongue-
“No." I sat back up, concern growing in the back of my mind. “No, I…I shouldn't give in. I shouldn't…" She looked quite conflicted, her face scrunching up like she was pondering a tough decision. Suddenly she turned to me, a forced smile on her face. “Let's go back to that doctor's place, maybe we can figure out what went wrong."
“Lucy, what's bothering you?" I got up off the couch, standing in front of her in the nude.
She seemed to be desperately trying to keep eye contact, but I caught her eyes occasionally slipping downward. “I, ah…" There it was again, that worrisome air of confliction. “I-it's nothing. Just… getting used to the new you, that's all."
An epiphany shot to the front of my mind. “Is this about your heat? Is it hurting you? Do you need help?" I took a step toward her, but she turned her back as soon as I got close.
She shot me an angry glance that was laced with longing. “Go get dressed. We're going, and that's final."
“Lucy…"
“Get. Dressed."
I thought about reaching out to her, to try and coax some answers out of her or just comfort her, but I decided against it. I slowly made my way to the bedroom with my head held low in shame. What could I have done to make her mad at me? What had I said? I had just begun to take out my underwear when I heard the door slide open. “Sam?" I turned to see Lucy in the doorway with her eyes downcast and her tail curled between her legs. Her ears were flattened back, and her voice was little more than a whisper. “I'm sorry. I didn't mean to be so…mean."
I pulled on my underwear up to my tail, then turned toward her and took a few steps forward. Why was her mood swinging like this? A genuine concern for her welled up, pushing me to try and help somehow. “What's going on? Talk to me."
“I just… my heat has never been this bad before. I just look at you, and… I can barely control myself. I'm just worried that once I get a taste… I'll be insatiable. I don't want to tie you down, and I thought pushing you away would help, would make it so I could resist it more. But I was wrong, and I just… I just want to make things right."
“C'mere." I took a few steps forward, rocking back a bit as she rushed to embrace me. “I'm not mad at you, not by a longshot. Just tell me what it is you want. We're on leave, it's not like we have appearances to keep up."
To my surprise I felt her hand sneak down to my crotch, slipping beneath my underwear and firmly grasping my sheath. “I need you to fuck me. Please." Her voice dripped with arousal, and her tone told me that her whole body was secretly begging for it. With her this close, a rather strange smell began to make its way to my nostrils. It was similar to her normal scent, but magnified twenty times and laced with a hint of arousal. Some part of my brain linked this musk to having sex with her, and my dick began to harden and slide out into her paw.
My own paws swiftly went to the edge of her shirt, and she briefly raised her arms above her head as I slid it off. Her paws then went to her panties, which she had off in an instant. Once we were both naked she rushed into my embrace again, dragging me back towards the bed. She jumped off of me and positioned herself so her torso was lying on the bed and her legs were on the floor. With her legs eagerly spread apart I could see that her vulva looked almost swollen, puffy and red from the influence of her heat. Her digit went instantly to her clit, unable to bear the urge any longer, and she looked up at me pleadingly with puppy dog eyes.
As I got closer, the arousing musk got even stronger, and after a few sniffs I realized it was emanating from her puffy little pussy. I got down on my knees in front of her, and with my nose inches from her crotch the smell became almost like a drug. With my snout hovering over her, I just inhaled her musk and felt myself getting even more aroused. Then a low whine from Lucy snapped me out of my haze, and I took hold of her legs as I got to work.
Her vulva were already slick with arousal, and as I gave them one long lick it was like my taste buds were turned up to eleven. I could taste every minute flavour in her juices, each one seemingly designed with the express purpose of turning me on. After a few more licks she was already moaning with delight, her swollen pussy even more sensitive than normal. With a longer tongue I was able to press deeper into her than before, especially once I spread her apart with my paws. Her voice dripped with pleasure, sounding like music to my ears as she pleaded with me to go faster. While my tongue dove deep into her moist, delectable folds, I rubbed at her clit with one tentative digit. It stood out like a sore thumb, engorged with blood and twitching with each slight touch. Each stroke caused her to sensually moan, and between my digit and my tongue she was too ecstatic to even form complete sentences. She was completely enraptured by my stroking and licking, and as her legs came up and crossed behind my head I knew she was in for a treat.
“Oh god, oh Sa-ahhhh... mmmph... rrrgh… ooooooh... I'm, I'm… ghaaaaa…" I felt her legs begin to press down on my shoulders, telling me that she was about ready to blow. I tried to get my snout as deep in as I could, feeling her innards contract around my exploring tongue. An intense heat radiated from her loins, a warmth of lust and passion that begged to be fucked. Suddenly she pulled me in with her legs while arching her back, letting out an ecstatic cry as she finally hit her limit. With my mouth forced onto her pussy I had no choice but to keep licking, much to her delight. Her moans and cries reached a new high as her mind was carried away on the high tides of her orgasm, leaving her gibbering incoherently for me to keep going. After almost a full minute of writhing and squeezing she finally let up, collapsing into a panting heap as she regained control of her body. She seemed utterly drained by her exertions, but as soon as I got to my feet she scrambled further onto the bed. Her digits went back to her clit, and her face twisted into a slutty smile. “C'mon, gimme some more! I need it!"
I crawled up onto the bed as well, my tail wagging back and forth with excitement. My cock was out in all its red glory, throbbing with excitement and anticipation. She beckoned me closer with one curling digit, wrapping her legs around my hips as I lined myself up. With my cock poised inches from her slit, I could feel the warmth radiating from her on the head of my penis. I slowly brought myself closer until it was rubbing against her vulva. It was so warm with her body heat, so slick with saliva and fluids. I watched her face go from aroused to impatient as I teased her, sliding my shaft up and down against her wet lips. “Saaaaam…come on, you know I-" I cut her off by jamming myself into her, sliding her warm insides down my cock like a glove. Her gasp of surprise quickly turned into moaning as I began humping her, and her whole body begun clinging onto mine. She flexed her muscles instinctively, making her even tighter inside and increasing the blissful friction on my shaft. “Mmmm…oooh, did you get bigger?" I noticed that I had, with my new red rocket an inch longer and a tad thicker than my human dick. I wasn't sure if that was why she seemed so ravenous, or if it was just because of her intense heat. Regardless, she beckoned me with her whole body to go faster, and I gladly obliged. To my surprise she seemed to get closer and closer to cumming remarkably fast, while I didn't think I was more than halfway there.
All of a sudden she seized up again, moaning deliriously as I slid back and forth inside her. She pulsed and shook from head to toe, making me wonder just how sensitive her heat was making her. With her pussy squeezing against me I felt that last bit of hardness begin to creep in, but before the knot could grow to full size Lucy motioned for me to pull out with one shaky arm. I quickly did so, worried that I might have hurt her somehow, but as soon as I moved back she rolled over into a doggy-style pose. Through the last dregs of her orgasm she managed to form a coherent sentence: “C'mon, Sam, lets fuck like the dogs we are."
I hastily prepared myself, positioning my hips and readying myself for action. Fat droplets of her pussy juice fell onto the sheets, and by now she was as slippery as silk. My cock was still hard, throbbing and eager to enter her, but the bulge of the knot was gone. Once Lucy began whining I lined myself up again, slowly pushing the head of my dick into her heated, lubricated depths. We both gasped as it went in, and once I began humping she pushed back into my hips. I tried leaning low over her as I moved back and forth, taking her breasts in my paws and panting down her neck. I tried to get as deep as I could with each thrust, feeling all sorts of wonderful sensations as I slid inside her. At my deepest I could have sworn I'd felt something hit the tip of my dick, and I wondered if I was big enough to hit her cervix. “Oh g-ghaa, deeper…please."
Her frenzied moans got louder and louder, driven by my quick, deep thrusts into her. Suddenly I felt a popping sensation, and looked down to see that my knot had grown significantly. As I pushed it back in it seemed to cause Lucy more pain than pleasure, so I decided to avoid jerking it in and out. I kept my thrusts short and deep, moving my knot around inside her without having to pull it out. I guessed the bulge was almost twice the thickness of the rest of my cock, and the swollen thing seemed to be pushing Lucy ever so quickly to orgasm. Her pussy squeezed down on my knot like a vice, driving me up the wall as ecstasy flooded my mind. It was so wonderful, and my knot had grown so big I couldn't pull out if I wanted to.
Suddenly she pushed back into me with bestial strength, taking me all the way as she let out a scream of pleasure. Her body spasmed out of control, her pussy contracting and crushing like a hand that was trying to milk me. I was on the very brink of cumming, and with her pussy grabbing onto my knot I finally made it over the edge. I began spurting an obscene amount of cum, flooding her womb with hot white seed. I could feel it filling her up and going back to where the knot was, but not a single drop escaped. We shifted positions, spooning as my dick continued to pump my seed into her orgasm-wracked pussy. After a full minute I finally managed to stop cumming, and Lucy wasn't far behind.
With both of us tired but satisfied, we lay against each other in the musk of lovemaking. Lucy shifted a bit before letting out a long, contented sigh, and I pulled her a bit closer in response. She pressed a bit on her stomach, making a small hmmm noise as she did so. “I think I can feel it sloshing around in there. I guess your new body has quite a few perks after all."
“I guess it does." I tried kissing her on the neck, but given the structure of my mouth I settled for a few tender licks, which she liked all the same. She reached back and began fondling my balls, tenderly rolling them in her palm.
“So, do you think we'll have kids?" The question made me freeze in shock, bringing to mind all the possible outcomes of such a pregnancy.
“I, ah, didn't really think about it." We probably couldn't, given our genetic differences. Plus, I'd been cumming inside her for months, and she'd never shown any signs of being pregnant. It was probably for the best, since who knows what kind of defects a cross-breed could have.
“I mean, given your recent…changes, you'd think it'd be at least possible, right?" Oh crap. The thought had never so much as crossed my mind. “Plus, they say that my heat is when I'm most fertile, so I guess if we were going to have kids this would be the best time to conceive."
Having kids? On an Alliance pencil-pusher salary? And what if we didn't just have one, what if Lucy got a whole litter? Then we'd have a bunch of half breeds running around and getting into trouble, and I didn't know anything about parenting, and-
“Mmmm, what do you think?" She looked over her shoulder at me with curious eyes.
“I don't know, I think it'd be a bit much, you know? My salary isn't exactly a fortune, plus I'm sure that space stations and remote outposts aren't exactly child friendly environments."
I could see Lucy reacting to my worry, her face darkening a bit before breaking into a cheery grin. “Then we'll get better jobs. If I did get pregnant, we'd have a full nine months to prepare. I'm sure we'll figure something out."
Her optimism was infectious, making me break out into a smile. “Just don't name any of them anything too crazy, I don't want my sons and daughters getting mistaken for strippers."
“How about Alex?"
“Yeah, I like that. Alex Bringot. Has a nice ring to it." I could picture him in my head with Lucy's ice blue eyes, every bit as energetic as his mother and nowhere near as much of a loser as his father.
“But, in the meantime I think we can just enjoy each other, don't you?" She curled back into me, letting her rest her head on my neck. Suddenly she rolled over and sat up, pulling on my knot a bit as she sat cross-legged on my crotch. She tried turning my dick inside her, and eventually got around to facing me. “I just remembered, we've got a whole morning ahead of us." She looked down to her crotch, feeling around the entrance to her vagina with one paw. I could tell my knot had shrunk a bit, but it wasn't small enough to pull out just yet. “How much longer do you think it'll last?"
“I dunno, a few minutes? Maybe ten?"
She adjusted herself a bit, then lay down onto my chest. “In that case, I think I'll just snuggle for a bit."
“Good idea." I wrapped my arms around her back, grabbing her waist in a comfortable hug. She returned the favor, taking me by the shoulders and pulling me close. Things might get pretty complicated in the next few weeks, but for now at least we could relax with each other.
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