2593, Chapter 05

Story by Kindar on SoFurry

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#33 of Orr Chronicles

Welcome to the year 2593, the furry race has spread through the solar system. Corporations run Earth, the rest of the system is being supervised by a central government. Peace, of a sort, reigns.

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Eric needs to find a new cargo master, so he does interviews, and after a few that didn't pan out, one comes in who light just work out

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2593 - 05

Eric sighed. This might be a long day. He'd gone through the first ten candidates. three of them had failed the first test, even if their profile said they were male compatible. There were always those willing to claim anything to get a position. Two showed up to let him know they had gotten better offers, which he appreciated. Three balked when they realized they'd have to leave orbit. Eric didn't press but he suspected they had corporate contracts that required them to stay close by. And two weren't willing to be in a freight puller for months at a time. Eric wasn't sure why they'd come, he'd made it clear that they'd be in transit for six months at a time.

This candidate looked good, he'd worked with multiple private freight companies. He hadn't done any kind of transit this long, but he'd spent a year on a puller going from Luna to Mars and back, that was two weeks each way.

His name was Robert DeRaso and his profile indicated he was mixed breed, hyena/rabbit/canid. Canid was a strange thing to have within his species. It was normally used to refer to an animal instead of a person. He was born on Luna, which made him a Sol Gov citizen, but he'd studied at Amaritech's academy, so his attitude wouldn't be as narrow as most station locals.

The door buzzed and Eric unlocked it.

Robert entered and Eric could only identify Hyena characteristics. The tiger stood and stepped around the desk as the door closed and extended his hand.

"I'm Eric Orr, I'm glad you could make it."

"Robert DeRaso," The hyena replied in his slightly accented voice, although Sol Gov claimed none of its citizen had an accent since they made sure their speech was uniform.

They shook hands and then Eric pushed Robert against the door, planting his lips on his and kissing him ardently. After a moment of shock the hyena responded. As they kissed Eric slipped a hand in the hyena's pants and groped him. Robert moaned and hardened.

Eric pulled away slightly. "You have a knot?"

Robert took a moment to focus on him. "Ahh, yes."

This explained the 'canid' classification then. Not that he was required to mark such a minor modification.

Eric licked his hand clean of the precum.

"I've never worked with anyone directly from Orr corporate," Robert said, "is this a customary corporate greeting? Not that I'm complaining."

Eric smiled and went back to his side of the desk. "No, it's my own personal test to make sure you're indeed male compatible like your profile says."

"Of course, I am." Robert sat. "Why would I say that if I wasn't?"

"You'd be surprised what some people are willing to say, and sometime do, to get a position on a ship."

"But lie on their profile?"

Eric nodded. "when I hired my first crew, I didn't bother checking, I figured what they said was true, and mostly it was, but I ended up with one guy who turned out to be female exclusive. Considering I'm very open about how much I enjoy sex, it made him uncomfortable, and I was stuck with him for a whole year, since I didn't feel I could just drop him off at Titan, it made the trip uncomfortable for everyone. Now I make sure anyone I hire will be okay with me fucking them, or them fucking me."

Robert's ears, which were a little longer than the other hyenas Eric had met canted. "Pretty forward."

"I don't want there to be any illusions. I have sex with my crew, it comes with the contract."

"And if I prefer not to have sex with you?"

"if you mean you don't feel up to it one evening, that's fine. If you mean that you have a type, and I don't fit it, we'll end the interview now."

Robert shook his head. "I was just curious about how it would work. I've never worked for anyone quite that upfront about it, even those who were Orr citizens."

Eric nodded. "Orr corporation's broad attitude toward sex is because we Orrs enjoy it, a lot. I doubt you'll come across anyone who comes to our delight in it naturally."

"Okay, that's fine. So long as you don't expect to put me satisfying your sexual urges before doing my job, I'll be okay with it."

"I'm glad to hear that, but it's the reverse. I'll be the one satisfying your urges. It's one of my duties as ship captain."

"That's a first for me," Robert chuckled.

"According to your profile, you've worked cargo for twenty years."

"Ever since I was sixteen."

"You never worked directly for a corporation, but you studied at Amaritech, why was that? as a Sol Gov citizen, you get full education here."

"I had an aunt who got citizenship there through her job. She didn't have any children so she had no one to use this full education course that comes with being a citizen there. Amaritech lets her bring any relative to take advantage of it, so she asked around the families. I was the only one interested in going in hard mechanical work so I took it."

This was something Amaritech did differently than the Orrs. only actual Orr citizen were entitle to free education. Anyone from the outside who wanted to study with them had to pay for it, even if they had a relative as a citizen.

"You didn't become a citizen?"

"No. I'm happy being Sol Gov. I was just taking advantage of an opportunity."

"You haven't been further than Mars, how was that? how do you feel about being cooped up in a ship for six months?"

"That was a good run, we had a good ship and a good captain, Janita Orora. Do you know her?"

Eric shook his head. "I don't socialize much outside my crew and family."

"She was a good captain. As for a six months transit. It'd depend a lot of the ship and the people I'd work with."

"I can't guaranty you'll get along with everyone, but I have a good, social crew. They're all male compatible, and none of them are attached, so sex isn't something you'll have to worry about."

"And you said you'd look after my satisfaction."

Eric smiled, he liked him. "When you're working, yes."

"When I'm working?"

"Checking a freight array can take up to eight hours. I'll make sure you have sex breaks during that time."

Robert chuckled. "Mister Orr, I can last eight hours without sex."

Not after I've retyped you, you won't. "Still, if you need it I'll be there for you." He changed the file floating before him. "Most of your captain only have good things to say about you. The few who didn't seemed to indicate you didn't mesh well with the rest of the crew."

Robert nodded. "I consider my job to be important. I've been on a few ships where the crew wasn't all that serious about what they did, including the captain. That I wouldn't join in the parties when I still had work to do tended to rub them to wrong way."

Eric nodded. the stress analyzer displayed next to the profile indicated he told the truth. "I appreciate professionalism, but I also think knowing when to relax is a good thing."

"Oh, I know how to relax. I enjoy sex, I have no problem making use of mind altering tools, I've even been known to belt out a mean tune once in a while."

Eric raised an eyebrow. "You sing? not something common for a Sol Gov." Sol Gov's insistence on calm and decorum didn't inspire artists.

Robert shrugged. "It's something I picked up at Amaritech. I've been fined a couple of time here since then. I tend to start humming when I'm happy." He grinned.

Eric smiled. "And you're sure you don't want to change citizenship?"

"No, it's a minor thing. My life is Sol Gov."

"Alright. I'm happy with what your profile says. Do you have any questions for me?" Eric was hopeful this would be the one.

"I do. I know Orr Corp is anti-Christianism. I'm a Christian, how do you fell about letting me on your ship?"

Eric stared at the hyena for a moment. "We're not anti-Christianism." he quickly accessed the Orr census. "eighteen percent of our population is Christian. What we oppose is Mandated Religion. We believe if someone wants to follow a religion it's that person's choice to make and no one else, and that they should worship in the privacy of their home. Xavier, my structural engineer is Christian. If you want to worship with someone I'm sure he'll be happy to do so with you."

"He's the only one?"

"Yes, Jeff is Hindu, William is Buddhist. the rest of us aren't religious."

"And there's no conflict?"

"No, Jeff and William are Orr citizen, so they're used to practicing in private."

"Okay, that was my only concern."

"I'm glad, because if you want to job, it's yours. The initial contract if five years, so that's ten trips." he sent him a copy. "There's a termination clause, you'll want to read that carefully before agreeing."

Robert nodded than raised an eyebrow. "I can be terminated if I refused to have sex with you six times in a row?"

"Like I said, I enjoy sex, and I have sex with my crew. I lay that upfront so you can't complain once we're away."

"If I'm sick?"

Eric looked at him seriously. "Robert, I'm not a pervert. If you're sick I'm not going to ask to fuck you. That clause is there because I'm not interested in hiring someone who's only borderline male compatible and think he'll be able to force himself to endure sex with me, but end up not being able to. I'm not going to keep someone like that on my crew."

Robert nodded. "So, I need to expect to have a lot of sex, but only when I'm up for it. You provide the lube?"

Eric smiled. "Orr Corp manufactures the best lube in the system." He sat back and let Robert read the contract.

"That's a pretty generous pay."

"We believe the work is worth good pay."

"That's more than good pay."

"I do pay a little more than most since I expect some perks with hiring you."

"What if I consider the sex to be a perk."

"Then it's free money. One other thing. I don't do relationships. If you're hoping to come out of this married to a captain, you'll want to forget about it."

Robert tilted an ear.

"I had someone get enamored with me years ago. It didn't go well, and I don't want a repeat so I warn everyone I hire now. haven't had a problem for the decade I've been doing it"

The hyena nodded. "That's fine. I'm not looking." The contract reappeared in his vision with Robert's digital signature. Eric stood and extended his hand. "Welcome to my crew."

Robert looked at the hand. "If I shake it, is it going to turn into another make out session? It isn't a complain, I just want to know what to expect."

"Not this time," Eric answered with a laugh. "There's still much to do before we have sex." Robert shook his hand and they left the office.

Eric canceled his use of it, then sent a message to the other candidates letting them know the position had been filled. With it he sent the usual voucher to pay for their transit to the station and back to Earth for those who needed it. He knew a few of them who lived on the station would use it to take a trip to Earth, but he didn't mind, and Headquarter hadn't complained about it yet.

During the walk back to the ship Robert told him about some of the ships he'd worked on. Two of which were docked to the station right now. Eric listened in silence, checking his messages and responding to those which had to be addressed.

"Do you mind if I check the connector network?" Robert asked as they boarded.

"I want to give you your medical first. I want to put that on file now so I don't have to worry about it later, and we're not going to connect to the array until the day after tomorrow. I'm visiting my family tomorrow."

"I still want to check it as soon as possible. It's easier to fix whatever problem it might have before we're connected."

Eric smiled, if nothing else this Cargo master was more diligent then Yonto had been, even when he wasn't on chems. "I forgot to ask. You enjoy mind altering, how do you feel about chems?"

Robert stopped. "You said you had mind altering tools, not chems."

"I don't have chems on my ship, I'm asking because my previous cargo master was a chem user. It's the reason I terminated him."

"Ah. I'm not a user. With the right tools, I can get jacked anyway I want so I don't see a point in doing damage to my body."

"Good." They walked by doors. "Any door with a green light is available, just take one and match the lock to your command Implant. If you need something changed let William know. he's in charge of life support and comfort."

They came to an open door and Eric led Robert in. "this is the lounge." It was a large room with couches, game tables and cupboards against the wall. On one of the couches were seated two identical and muscular mules. their eyes were unfocused as they stroked each other's large cocks.

"Brick," Eric called, "Brack."

The mules' eyes refocused as they shut off the vid they were watching. "Hey Captain," Brack said.

"This is Robert DeRaso, our new cargo master."

"Welcome aboard the sex ship," Brick called.

"Are you two brothers?" Robert asked, a tremor in his voice.

The mules looked at each other, "Aw, shuck no," Brick said. "We're just bros." They made fists of their free hands and bumped them together.

"You two look identical."

They both grinned, let go of the cocks they were holding and stood. They posed and flexed. "This is the best retyping money can buy," Brack said.

"That's Brick and Brack," Eric said. "They're security and heavy lifting."

"You need security?" The hyena asked.

"Not really. They're more here to lift heavy stuff. If you need them, just point them at what needs to be moved and where it goes. There's little the two of them can't handle."

"Mechanical enhancement?" Robert asked as Eric lead him out of the room.

"No, they're full organic. I don't like having people with too much mechanical work done to them."

"Why not? It makes them capable of a lot more. Especially when it comes to physical work."

"Yeah, but if something breaks it's a bitch to fix it. An auto med can fix pretty much anything organic even if the person using it doesn't know what they're doing. You get into mechanical augments and you need specialized knowledge. So, I'd need to hire one of them on top of whoever I've hired with augments."

"The captain's I've worked for who had augments on the crew let them deal with their own repairs."

Eric gave a sarcastic snort. "I'm not that kind of captain. I take care of my crew." He looked at Robert sideways. "not just their sexual needs, all of them." He opened the door to the med room.

The focus of the room was the auto-med, the large table with adjustable sides Eric used to fix up injuries and retype DNA, although officially this model shouldn't be able to do that. he'd had the modification done by a trusted Orr technician.

It wasn't illegal to retype crew members, it wasn't even all that uncommon among captains who had the resources, but there were protocols they were supposed to follow, to ensure the retyping was tracked.

Eric didn't want the work he did on his crew tracked, after all he didn't do anything major to them, only a little adjustment to their sexual system so they would match up more to his own needs.

"Get out of your clothes and lie down." Eric sat and connected to the auto-med, starting the boot-up routines.

"I thought those things could work through clothing?"

"They can, I just want to see you naked."

The hyena chuckled and removed his clothes. By the time he stretched on the table it was ready. The side panels moved as the sensor read Robert's body. The retyper had already read the DNA and brought up the parts Eric considered relevant. He didn't look at them immediately, a few things catching his attention on the hyena's skeleton.

"What the hell happened to you?" He exclaimed.

"What do you mean?"

"I'm looking at an old, really bad, break on your left tibia. others as old, but not as bad on your right clavicle and a fracture on your cranium that's worrying."

Robert chuckled. "Oh, that. When I was twelve me and my sister went spelunking in the Galilaei Crater. I lost my footing and fell two kilometers. I was slow in activating my anti-grav belt so I hit with a lot of speed. we'd only brought the hand-held healer and we used that to fix me up because we didn't want mom to know we'd gone since she'd forbidden us to go."

"You want me to fix that for you? It's just a few hours' work for the auto-med to realign the breaks and reknit them."

"Nah, that's okay. I've lived with them my whole life I'm fine."

Eric reached for the image of Robert's skull and brought it closer. he cut it in two and separated it. The brain separated down the middle with them. He focused on the half with the fracture. he took the brain out and studied it.

"What are you doing?" Robert asked craning his neck to looked at Eric. He couldn't see the images corresponding to the gestures, since he wasn't connected to the auto-med.

"I'm making sure your cranial fracture didn't do any damages to your brain you aren't aware of."

"You know how to do that stuff?"

"I'm a fully accredited doctor."

Robert leaned back on the table. "Wow. First time I've had an actual doctor use this on me. Every other crew just let the auto-med do its thing by itself."

"That's why all ships have one. They don't need to know how to use it for it to get the job done. You have some light scarring on the surface of your brain. There aren't any obvious signs it impairs your functioning." he could see the neurons fire and the auto-med was telling him it all read green. "But I'd still like to repair that."

"Wouldn't changing something in my brain change how I think? who I am?"

"It would be a very minor repair, it shouldn't affect you."

"Shouldn't? that doesn't sound comforting. If you don't mind, I'd prefer you leave it alone. I mean, you're not seeing anything that can actually hurt me, are you?"

Eric enlarged the image until the scar took his entire field of vision. It went through the meningeal and subdural layer, and partially through the arachnoid layer, but from everything he could see, and the predictive algorithm, Robert's brain had worked around the damage. He could always lie, after all the Hyena wouldn't know the difference, but Eric considered himself a good person overall.

"No, it healed properly, and you were young so your brain rewired itself around the damage." Robert's pulse slowed as he relaxed.

Eric dismissed the image and brought the DNA sequences up. Robert was average across the traits that Eric cared about, so his sex drive went up and the refractory period down. He boosted his stamina and immune system as well as its healing capability, there was no point in risking the hyena getting sick.

Not for the first time he considered retyping the personality, to make him crave sex, not just respond to the heightened drive, and make him male exclusive, but that still felt immoral to him.

It only took a moment for the nanites to spread through the hyena's system once he gave them the order. By the time he took the jumpsuit out of the cabinet the changes would already be starting. Over the next two weeks Eric's new crew member would become much more sexually active.

"You can get off the table." Eric said, handing him the gray jumpsuit by the belt. "You're in good health"

"What's this?" Robert asked, taking it.

"Think of it as the crew uniform."

the hyena turned it over. It was one piece with the belt part of the material. It was opened at the back, so he slipped it on. Eric turned him around and sealed the back.

"It's a little loose," Robert commented.

Eric sent a command to the belt and the suit became form fitting. "Much better." Every curve of the hyena could be seen now, down to the veins on his cock and his balls.

Robert chuckled. "This is nice, but what do I do if I need to go take a piss? I won't always have someone to help me out of this."

Eric stepped up to him with a grin. "Oh, that's extremely easy to remedy." He places a hand over Robert's crotch, dug into the fabric and ripped it open, letting the hyena's cock and balls flop out."

Robert looked down at himself. "So, I'm supposed to walk around hanging out? You said you liked looking at me naked, but I think that's a little much"

"It isn't quite that drastic." Eric ran a claw up Robert's stomach, cutting the fabric as it moved. The tiger ran a hand through the exposed fur then withdrew it and brought both sides together. It resealed.

"It's an Orr Corp proprietary material. It's a polymorphic fabric. It's programmed to automatically mend when the edges make contacts."

"That's pretty cool."

"yes, but it can do a lot more. If you establish contact with the control in the belt, you'll see there's a list of material and styles it can mimic." Eric changed the look of his clothes to demonstrate. The denim turning to satin, then cotton. his jacket becoming a suit, with shirt and tie. "If a look you want isn't in there you can add it, just find the design on the net."

Eric sent another command to Robert's belt and the fabric melted away into the belt. The tiger pressed himself against the hyena before the surprise wore off.

"Also, you're going to want to lock the control so only you can give it commands." He wrapped a hand around the hyena's cock and stroked it.

Robert panted. "Is this where you fuck me?"

Eric smiled at him. "No, this is where I get to experience that knot." He went down to his knees and swallowed the cock." Robert cursed.

Eric got him hard and paid attention as the knot became a little larger. he'd seen vids before, but he didn't have any interest in animals so he had never looked closely.

He stood and leaned over the auto-med. "Get to it."

"How do you want me to proceed?" Robert asked,

"You're the one who knows how it works."

"Lube?"

Eric almost told him he didn't need any. But he wasn't sure the spit and his natural slickness would be enough for this. He indicated the cabinet it'd taken the suit out of.

Robert spread some on his cock and pressed against Eric's hole, then slowly pushed in.

Eric sighed. There was very little better than a cock up the ass. Robert thrust for a time, moaning while the tiger groaned. He realized the auto-med was still on, and recording his brain activity since his head was over it. He turned the displays off, but he didn't shut it down. he'd add those reading to all the others he had collected over the years.

"Get that knot in," Eric ordered.

"Almost there," Robert replied. "This is probably going to hurt a bit."

"I can deal with pain."

Eric felt something large pressed against his hole, then move away. It came back with more pressure, went away. back, and away. he wasn't paying attention to the cock moving in and out of him faster and deeper, he was focusing on the pressure. Back and away, harder.

Robert grunted, the pressure came back and then Eric yelped as it forced its way in. The tiger saw stars for a moment then all he felt was that pressure inside him, moving back and forth, not very far, but pressing against his prostate.

A string of curses escaped the tiger's mouth as the hyena continued to move over him. Eric panted between words as the stars came back. he groaned, his ass tightened over Robert's knot and he came, hard.

He barely felt the hyena tense over him, but when Eric's orgasms pass, he had the full weight on top of him, and Robert was panting in his ear.

"okay," Eric panted, "Now I might have to look into retyping something like that for myself."

Robert chuckled. "If you do, go for the full canid wiring, not just the superficial changes. It's much better if your brain knows how to respond to it."

"I'm thinking I'd go Felid instead."

"Never tried that, but I'd guess at least you wouldn't be stuck in someone like we are now."

"How long?"

"Depends, but it's going to be at least half an hour."

"At least?"

"Yeah. the knot does down as I do. So, the more excited I am the slower it goes."

"So, if I were to continue to stimulate you, it would never diminish and we'd be stuck like this for always?"

"Not always, but it would take a lot longer."

Eric thought about that. He'd have to get Robert back on the auto-med, the short refractory period he gave him, mixed with that knot might not be a good combination.