Miners Unleashed Ltd.
For the Contest thingy with endangered species. Almost finished. Well, sorta. Gotta do the one with the rhino, and complete the panda/tiger scene, but hey, I'm getting there.
_ Miners Unleashed Ltd. _
13 million years in the future, and humans still hadn't changed much. Oh, sure, visually? Evolution was still working its stringy fingers, lose a finger, gain a thumb. Some have tendril head instead of hair. Bug eyes and chiton plating? Why not, add it to the mix. Some were born one way, others not. Many were standard template, your average homo-sapien. Most got basic implants. Others had themselves operated on to better survive environments, or just for plain aestheticism. But fundimentally? Nah. Still the same when it came to prejudices, vices, hate, fear, war. Love and attraction, too, if a bit less fixated on images. I mean, come on, when you're sitting in a remote mining station on a drifting Asteroid, 12 AU from the nearest waystation settlement, orbiting a white dwarf pulsar? You had to make do.
And as the morning lights glowed from just over 'too-dim-to-read' to 'it-might-be-time-to-wake-up', Jaenal had to admit, he had made do pretty well. Laying on his side in bed, stroking his lover's soft hair and striped fur, smelling that wonderful musk, that flood of male, with a hint of fem...
Pulling the tiger into a spooning position, he inhaled deeply of the powerful scent. After letting the heady concoction stew in his lungs, he let it out in a shuddering sigh, his breath puffing the luxurious orange and black fur.
Yep, he had made do pretty well.
Gaula swam from a pleasent dream to the lower levels of consciousness. Big arms were wrapped around hir, and something soft but unyeilding was hugging up under hir cleft, rubbing delisciously against the base of hir penis. With a happy 'mmmmm...' shi squeezed hir thighs together and rolled hir hips. Shi cooed in delight at the pleasent sensation shi was rewarded with, a deep, needy groan from behind accompaning hir.
With a giggle, shi remembered what shi had done at the end of hir shift. Shi had known Jaenal had always looked at hir like that, but the way he had approched hir about it had gone better, if a bit faster, than shi had expected. And he was such a delightful, hard, thick, veined, needy, hot, sexy... Hir thoughts rambled on about the overly large male panda's member pressing with renewed vigor each time his heart beat. Hir own malehood was prepped and ready, stiff as could be, twitching and probably leaking a string of pre into the bed sheets. The light sheets felt nice, but were too insubstantial, so with a moment of dissatisfaction, shi broke the panda-bear-hug and flipped around.
Eyes to eyes with Jaenal, shi took his throbbing need and slipped it back under hir buttocks. He groaned and thrust involuntarily, and shi could feel it expanded for a moment, his body tensing, the large head slipping from the foreskin and drooling a little on the entrance to hir tail hole. Shi shuddered with unconcealed anticipation, hir own penis pushing into his thick stomach fur. The tickling sensation on the underside of her engorged member making hir squash hir hips to his.
Groaning into Jaenal's neck, Gaula somehow managed a husky whisper. "I know I said you were going to have to make first meal before we did more, last night, but I just... I just can't wait that long..." Shi wrapped her arms around him, not quite humping, but definitely grinding with purpose. His only response was to pull hir up a little, positioning for a better angle.
With a final gaze into each others' eyes, he pushed into hir anal ring, the tight entrance nearly sucking him in. "Oh, jeeze," he moaned. "How do you do that...?" His breath was hot and heavy, smelling of hir sex, if a little stale.
Nuzzling his cheek, shi squeazed as hard as shi could before responding, eliciting an other lust filled moan. "Does it matter?"
"Nnnngh... no... n-... not at... at, uh..." Forgetting what he was saying, Jaenal bucked his hips instead. Hir moan made his head spin with the need to mate. Still attached at the waist, he rolled hir on hir back, while getting over on top. Shi licked hir lips unconsciously as he curled hir calves over his shoulders, bending hir like life sized oragami. A whoosh of air from his nose was the only warning shi got before he slammed home, almost completely submerging his male anatomy into hot, willing flesh.
The sudden shift in the pit of hir stomach made the tiger explosively exhale. Desperately trying to take in breath, shi gasped hard, but the invading girth, and her position, prevented hir from anything more than light intakes of the recycled air. A couple of thrusts later, and shi was able to set a rythem to her breathing. With each steady insert, shi felt like shi was being inflated. With each pull, there seemed an almost sucking sensation, as if there were a void in hir body empty like space vaccuum. A soft churning sound emitted from hir stomach with every large movement, hir insides shifting places.
Each roll of his hips dragged his lightly furred testes along hir buttocks, tickling him from the fine sensation. Gaula started purring, the sound so loud it was like an old combustion engine. The vibrations channeled right into the panda's large erection, making him want to mate hir so hard shi'd never walk straight again. With the thought not even half finished, he rocked in and out a few more times, then let her legs go.
Letting himself down steadily, his broad chest's thick fur tickling hir breasts, Jaenal put his arms on either side. The contrast of solid black and whie, compared to striped orange and black was a definite reality, but when their eyes met, they knew they were meant for one another. Without a word, he pressed in as hard as he could, spreading her legs wide. As the large phallus invaded hir, Gaula felt the tip touch something inside of hir that had never been touched before. Immediately, her body trembled uncontrolably, her arms clutching at Jaenal, a single shot of ejaculate slashing its way into their furs.
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Will get back to this.
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Reaching over, he paged the stations Supervisor. The rhino's deep voice flowed from the speaker. "Kander, here."
"It's Jaenal. I'm gonna be busy for a while. So if anyone asks for a shift replacement, I'm not available."
"I take it that goes for Gaula as well?"
"Yeah, uh... her too."
"Alright. You are both logged as unavailble. Can you make your standard shift rotation?"
"Yeah, just not covering for anyone right now."
"Understood. Kander, Seven-Sixteen."
"Seven-Sixteen," Jaenal echoed back. Turning off the circuit, he hadn't even fully retracted his arm before he was asleep. The soft steady breathing of the tiger on his chest, and the thick scent of sex lolling him into pleasent dreams.
*****
In the stations sole observation deck, Kander resumed the call he had put on temporary hold.
An irritated male's voice floated up from the comm. "Are there going to be any more interruptions that I should know about...?"
The male rhino didn't take the bait, knowing better. His contact was quick to puff up, and quick to deflate, as long as you let him gety to it on his own.
"Right then, as I was saying. If you want the package to not be seen, you are going to have to get it yourself. The system runner is inbound, but it's still 3 days overdue, so they won't be stopping and unloading. They are going to be spacing the load your station ordered, along with your personal package, along an intercept path. Just deploy the netscoop, and you'll catch it in about 7 cycles, tops."
"Right." Replied Kander. "I'll initiate the rig as soon as we're done. Won't take more than 2 bits before it's ready."
"Then we are in agreement?" His contact sounded pleased, just like he had known he would.
"Yes. And you said the package is secured to the aft hull plating of the cargo?"
"Correct. Just enter the code I gave you last cycle, and everything should work itself out."
"Right then. Good working with you, again." Kander closed the link before the rat bastard tried to con him into more than he'd already bargained for. "Idiot." He said, under his breath. Reaching over the console controls, he activated the net scoop systems. 7 cycles and his old troubles were gone, and new ones would show their heads. He was so excited, he could barely stand the wait...
*****
Six and a half station cycles later, the scoop net pulled in the jettisoned cargo. A minor note was made that a small
modification had been made to the aft cargo block, increasing mass. However, Kander casually deleted the electronic note, and scrubbed the list of any 'discrepancies'. Donning his vac suit's helmet, he set the airlock to depressurize.
As he was swinging into space, a harness tethering him to thestation's hull, his comm chirped. "Hey boss. You want us to get this?"
Kander smiled to himself, but kept any change from his voice. "Nah, I got this one. Been too long since I last did some real
grunt work, and pumping metal isn't cutting it anymore."
"I hear that, boss. You need anything, you let us know. Seven-Sixteen."
"Will do. Seven-Sixteen." Kander wanted to laugh himself crazy with relief, but he heald it in. As his magnetic boots clamped to the cargoes' surface, he was already reaching for the manual control box. Inputting the 23 digit code took him a few bits, because the lock pad was made for non-suited hands, and he kept typing in more than he meant to. Still, patience won out, and a dull clang reverbrated along the huge shipment. Looking up, he could see the extra pod ever so slowly moving from the cargo structure.
Gently, he threw a round object set on a line. As the head connected to the side of the pod, the magnetic end clamped on like a limpet. Pulling the line lightly, and the whole thing was steadily moving to him. In the next 2 cycles, he was only going to move the cargo to their appropriate places. Once he was done with the legitimate side, however, he was going to attach the pod to a service port, move the inside cargo in, then let the pod drift loose, probably to get caught in some gravitational well or other, and disapear for good.
I have decided NOT to continue writing this story. I will now take it out of the contest, because I'm not going to write about how Kander mail ordered a bride, and how he's 50+ and she is an 18 year old rhino, and how he doesn't know this, but she is so happy to be away from the slavers he got her from, and yadda yadda... I am also not going to finish the sex scene between Gaula and Jaenal, because no matter how many times I rewrite it, no matter how much I addand flesh it out, it will be WRONG. Period.
End of story. Literally.
So, that being said, I hope you enjoy what bit there is.
That is all.