Adapted
Adapting
By Atragon and SilverFenrir
Second and third jobs are the bread and butter of space adventurers, because no matter how you think the universe works and how exciting your life may be, eventually you end up with time on your hands and nothing to do. And since I like to and have to eat on a regular basis, I need to be employed. Normally this has me with a cowboy hat on and a long coat taking care of large herds of flightless birds.
But even the ranching has lulls in it, so I take on a couple of other jobs, one of which is classified and I cannot say much about it, the other is working for a plumbing company. I know what you are thinking, "What is an alien doing working on plumbing?" Well to tell you the truth I know how to do a lot of things, plumbing is not that different from plasma conduits or FTL drives in the basic layout; you're just dealing with water and waste rather than energy.
So I popped up in my uniform at the warehouse where the plumbing company bases itself and checked in with the owner/manager to see if he had any jobs that needed my help. Not to brag, but usually I got the really complex or old stuff to work on, which was good, old plumbing is fun to work on because people never remove it and start over, they just add and add and add to it until you have countless pipe forests under buildings.
The manager, rather attractive guy with a smooth-shaved scalp and a slight wrangler flair handed my work order for the day and was very happy to see me. "Hey, 'Zaka, good timing, I got a crazy guy Downtown that is having trouble with his Jacuzzi's. The Place is a health club/bathhouse so he needs some quick work to be done to get his crap working properly."
After chatting with the boss for a few minutes I grabbed my work tools and headed for my rocket bike, today was a good day for a dart through the city, so I kept the throttle back below supersonic and stayed low, speeding to the address that was on my work order.
The bathhouse was located in an older building that was in good shape, but showed some wear around the edges. As I landed my bike in one of the open parking spaces near the building and deactivated my helmet, the air that hit my nose had a very enticing scent, and whatever the scent belonged to left a trail that seemed to head into the building. This was looking to be an interesting turn of events... But work was the first priority. After the plumbing was repaired I would then follow my nose and see what was at the end of the scent trail.
The plumbing problem was not as complex as I would have hoped, it was a jammed set of valves at the point where water from the mains entered the building, so basically all I had to do was replace the valves and the water was restored. I logged my time on the work order and put it in my toolbox. A full valve replacement was under an hour's work and I would not be expected back at the warehouse for at least two more hours. Grabbing up my tools I closed and locked the toolbox and went to follow my nose. I retraced my steps back to the building entrance and picked up the scent trail again and started tracing the path.
I can't accurately describe to you what scents "look" or "taste" like to someone like myself, the closest thing I can do is give you an idea of what I see and taste when I smell something. The scent I was following looks like a blue haze with random flashes and sparks in it, the smell is something like a great steak and baked potato. Not the smell itself, but the buzz you get in your head and stomach that starts you salivating...
The trail takes me up the stairs and into the weight room of the club where the scent is everywhere, apparently whoever is the source of the smell has used just about every piece of equipment in here. And the scent has changed; now it is strong and musky, the trail has bloomed into a darker blue nebula with sparks in it like tiny lightning points. My cock twitches and stirs in my uniform pants, whoever is leaving the trail is defiantly a male and now there's more incentive than just my nose in finding him.
I circle the machines in the weight room twice before I am able to pick up the trail again which leads me out of the workout facility and takes a sharp right into the men's locker room. I use my shoulder to push open the door and step in and I find the source of the scent trail, and bam; it's the biggest anthro lion I have ever seen. He's got to be at least seven feet tall and was stretched out, resting in one of the chairs that were dotted throughout the open space of the large room. Standing there, I let the door close behind me and just watched the lion for a moment, his bodyfur was a golden tan in the dim light of the place, and his mane and body hair that traveled down from his chest to his workout shorts in a line seemed to be russet in color.
At this point I was studying the lion's large bulge in his shorts and running my eyes over the trail of hair up to his furry chest and silver piercings in his nipples. I was contemplating whether or not he might like to have his nipples chewed on when he opened his eyes and looked right at me. "Yes?"
"Er ... "I said, clever impromptu banter tends to be one of my strong suits; my brain grabbed control back from my ball sack and started running, "I'm just checking the rest of the building since I turned the water back on a few minutes ago."
The lion nodded, "Yeah, the showers were out and the jacuzzi hasn't been filled either." The lion seemed to absentmindedly reach down and adjust the lump in his shorts. He seemed to be taking his time adjusting things around down there, so either his shorts needed a major airing out or he was attempting to gauge my reaction. I was going to play it cool and aloof, but my traitorous tail started wagging on its own, giving away the fact that I was paying attention to his actions. The big lion smiled slightly and had a "gotcha" look on his face.
I cursed to myself and set my toolbox down and stuck one of my "Out of Order" signs on the outside of the door and walked back into the room. "I'm going to go start the jacuzzi filling up for you, but it's going to take a bit of time to get it up and running."
The lion nodded, "Take your time. I'm in no hurry."
I walked past him and into the back of the locker room, where the saunas, jacuzzis and showers were all located and started the water flowing and the machines cycling on their merry way. In five minutes, the gurgling sound of running water was echoing off the tiles in the room and the machinery that ran the heating and circulation of water in the tubs was thrumming along nicely.
That was a much as I could do here, so I closed the access ports to the machinery and walked back up front to head out of the locker room and grab my sign off the door. I had put the lion out of my mind and took a path around the lockers that would keep me from running into him if he was still in the same spot. Bit when I got to the front door and grabbed my tool box and went to open the door it was locked. Someone had turned the big deadbolt on the door in order to keep people out, or to keep me in, which was funny because I could just turn the deadbolt lever and unlock the door. If push came to shove; being from a high gravity planet and stronger than most of the beings on Earth, I could tear the thing right out of its frame with one good yank.
I did neither, my heated curiosity had seized control of the situation and it was smelling like something good was fixing to happen. I set my tools down and turned around and there was the big lion, in the same chair, but this time without his shorts, and he was causally tugging on a large piercing in the tip of his soft cock. I could smell the blue sparking trail again and it lead right to the big lion's crotch.
Taking the initiative, I walked over to him and slid two fingers up his massive thigh; for a low grav Earthling the lion had an amazing body and his muscles were large, thick and well formed. I nodded to his soft cock and large balls, "May I?"
The big lion smiled slightly and nodded, "Sure."
I got on my knees and nosed into the lion's sac to get more of his scent, giving them a few slow caresses with my slick tongue. My guess was that the lion must have liked this, as my grooming found my jaws being filled a bit more as he sat back in the chair and pushed more of his large balls into my muzzle. Heavy, semi soft Lionmeat thumped lightly onto the top of my head, hardening slowly as I continued to lather his balls.
"You know I can be something other than a canine if you want. I can change form."
The big lion thumped my nose with his thick cock and gave that slight smirk again. "Canine tongues on balls is the best thing ever. Did I tell you to stop?"
I grinned at the lion, "But I'm not exactly a normal canine," I slid my tongue out and licked around his balls and then sent it out further, like a snake to lick around his tasty hole. The lion either did not like the attention to his hole or had his mind set on other things, he sat up and aimed the tip of his cock at my muzzle, the weak lights in the locker room gleamed off the burnished PA coming from the thick head and the two laddered piercings on the underside of his shaft.
Taking this as a nonverbal sign I let loose of his balls and licked the PA, and noticed that his cock had reached a rather impressive size, it had to be at least ten inches or so and thick. "Wow, that is a big one, can many people take that sort of thing?" I licked around the head and teased the piercings on the underside of his shaft.
"Not really," he says matter-of-factly, "A few can, mainly the bigger anthro guys. Both human and anthro females can take it easier than the males."
I nuzzled the head a bit and felt the coldness of the PA contrast sharply with the heat coming off his cock. "Are we talking heads or tails here?"
The lion laughed, "Tails, of course."
I stopped sucking on his shaft and looked at him, "I can take it, and I bet I can even take your fist if you are into that. I'm fairly experienced with the larger beings."
The lion contemplated me for a second, "I'm known for the fisting, but I can't exactly shoot my spunk into your body through my knuckles."
There was a nagging thought that shot into my head, I had a lion form already; what would happen if this guy dropped his load into me. From outward appearances he was a bigger and stronger lion than the one that had imprinted his DNA on me a few years ago.
"Um, there might be a danger in you doing that; ingestion of your genetic material might cause a weird reaction in me." The lion didn't say anything, possibly not understanding what I was talking about. I looked at the heavy cock and the lion it was attached to and made up my mind to drop the talk and go ahead about trying to get this beast off.
I gave the lion's cock a long lick from the base of his balls to the pierced head, which I gripped in my teeth and gave a gentle series of tugs which caused the lion to grin and shoot a jet of pre cum into my mouth. "I can't believe that you don't have a line of people waiting to jump on this thing."
"I get paid for it normally."
"Oh," I said, "You're a social helper, um, what are they called here, you're a hooker." I took the fat head into my mouth and ran my tongue around the edge before sucking on it like it a thick straw.
The lion laughed and thrust about four or five inches of his cock lightly down my throat, his girth thickens as I get nearer to the base of his shaft and it is starting to stretch my jaws a bit. "No, I'm a Porn star, not a hooker."
I pull off the lion's cock; the base is too much to get my muzzle around in its current configuration. "What's a porn star?"
The lion softly beat his cock on my muzzle and rubbed it around a bit, "It's an entertainer of sorts."
I grab the lion's shaft by the thick base and jerked my head forward to unhinge my jaw, which came out of joint with a loud "pop". Opening wide I took his cock in my throat and swallowed him to the base in three gulps, just like a snake swallowing a rabbit.
The lion must have liked that trick because he grunted and grabbed the back of my head, ground his pubes into my muzzle and started shoving his cock as far as he could get it down my throat. I swallowed the lion's cock, making my throat grab him and squeeze his girth while I rubbed his large thighs and abs.
The lion pulled out slightly and thrust his cock deep into my muzzle, smiling a little bit, "Last time somebody unhinged their jaws like this, they got stuck from the tension I put on 'em by the time I was through."
I winked at him and grabbed his ass and pulled him back in my throat hard, and contracted my throat muscles to hold him there for a full minute. A problem popped up though, the constant force of the lion trying to get himself as far into my gullet as possible had used up all of my air supply. So I had to pull back off of his cock to get some more air. The lion groaned as I pulled off of him and I saw that a thick trail of clear slime was stretched between his shining PA and my mouth.
Getting my breath back, I smiled up at him, "Hey, you're not bad at this... But you're holding back, I can tell. I'm not like most people you have met, I can adapt. You can be fierce like a proud lion and enjoy yourself."
The lion raised an eyeridge in an "are you serious?" manner, shrugged his heavy shoulders... then reached out and grabbed the back of my head and pulled my back down onto his cock, which he buried in my throat in one thrust. He started to thrust slowly, but deep and hard into my throat, I could taste the pre cum that was steadily leaking out of his pierced cockhead.
I was enjoying myself now, so I slid my tongue out under his cock and started licking and wrapping it up around his furry balls. Which set the big lion to shuddering a bit as his pelvis started to slap its thick musky fur against my face. I could feel his body tensing up as he rose out of the chair and gripped my head and neck firmly while he whipped his thick meat in and out of my throat. He began a deep, queerly muted grunting and looked like he was getting near his climax, leaning into my muzzle and speeding up his thrusts.
The lion started easing forward and was pushing me backwards until he was standing over me and had my head cradled in his hands. I stuck both of my arms back and support us while he kneels and continues to thrust into my throat, his heaving abs and red treasure-trail rubbing against me as he whipped his cock in and out of me.
The lion's orgasm finally hit as he gritted his teeth and hissed out as his muscles contract and body stiffened. His whipping thrusts slowed down abruptly into a slow grinding as his seed leaked into my throat, slowly emptying from his balls into my stomach. He kept on grinding sensuously into my throat, firm, but slow, almost passionate thrusts as more of his seed slid down the lining of my throat. He panted slightly as he let go of my head and thumped forward slightly, his arms bracing himself beyond my view, holding himself up over my muzzle as I feel his climax ending.
The second his cum hits my stomach I feel the change coming on... I fall back and let his cock slide out of my throat, I reach up and, holding him firmly by the hips, pick him up and quickly set his huge frame to one side to get him out of the way. My stomach is making growling noises and I can feel the surge of chemicals moving though my body as my muscles get all tingly. "I was right, there is going to be some fallout from that." The first burst of pain blew through my body as my bones begin to rearrange themselves and connect in different ways.
Normally when I change form it does not hurt like this, but taking on a new form, which I can do about every few Earth years, does bring on the pain as my body is literally learning how to physically rearrange itself into a different shape. I already had a lion form; the genetics of this lion were trying to re-imprint themselves on me so the pain was much more than normal. The white-hot bursts were becoming more frequent, inadvertently curling me into the fetal position as my muscles contracted and started to expand.
I knew my size was changing, the lion was seven-foot-something and I was only five-foot-seven, my muscles were expanding too, breaking through my uniform shirt and pants with a ripping sound as my mass began to expand into a new heavily muscled form. I could see the big lion staring at me, his mouth open and a confused look on his face, he probably thought he had hurt me internally some how with his wild thrusts there near the end, but I can see his eyes widen as my canine features begin to rearrange into those of a leonine. The imprinting was almost over; I could tell because it was taking all my force of will not to black out.
Finally, I feel the bursts of pain level off... I screamed out my relief, which come out as a loud roar. I collapsed back against the cool floor of the locker room, trying to get my breath back as the room slowly spun.
The lion was staring at me, he has closed his mouth but I can see that there was a weird look in his eyes, as he takes in my new form.
I got slowly to my feet, and made my way over to the counters where the sinks and the mirrors are set up for people using the locker room.
I see a false-color, mirror image of the big lion. My black and gold eyes are looking out of the face, but it is a nearly perfect copy of his body, the only differences were that my bodyfur was red and my new mane was white as well as untamed, uncropped like his was. Of course, I was also lacking his various piercings.
The big lion got up off the floor and crossed over to me, looking me over. He did this for a bit, walking around me in a semicircle, taking it all in. Finally he stopped and crossed his arms over his thick chest.
"Well... You did mention that something'd happen." His brow furrowed slightly. "This isn't . . . permanent, right?"
I absentmindedly pulled the ruined uniform shirt off and snapped the waistband of the tattered pants that were now threatening to cut off circulation from the waist down. I ran my hand through the white mane on my new chest, admiring the new form in the mirror. "That depends, I already had a lion form, your DNA was superior to the lion I imprinted the form from, so my body adapted and now this is my new lion form."
The big lion frowned a bit, "Is there somethin' wrong with that?"
I hold out my new arms and flexed them, making the biceps knot up and the veins stand out. "No, not at all. In fact I say I traded up."
Still scowling slightly the big lion looks me in the face; we're eye to eye now due to my increase in height. "Who was the last lion that shot some spunk into your body?"
"He was from Germany, I went there sightseeing a few years ago, he went by the name Nanaki." Time to change the subject, "You know you're a very handsome devil, I do not mind having your form."
The big lion smiled slightly, easily replacing the scowl on his face, "It's why I get paid."
"Humm, am I supposed to pay you now?"
"Do you see any cameras?"
I looked at the big lion, "In my culture, I am supposed to give you a gift since you gave me a new form."
The lion laughed, "Guess it's a donation then, besides you gave me probably some of the best head I'd ever gotten, and that's sayin' quite a bit given my profession. I think that's gift enough."
I shift back into my canine form and reach over and rub the big lion's furry chest, "I'd like to show you the rest of what I can do. Maybe we can go out and get something to eat sometime, you do eat right?"
The lion looked amused and flexed his muscles, making his heavy frame move under my palms, "Err, I hope so, how else could I keep my physique."
The fur covered muscles of the lion's chest felt very nice, "Would you like to go out with me sometime for a meal, or what you would call a first date?"
The big lion was openly smirking at me now, "I think we got things a little backwards. It's usually dinner, movie, then me stuffin' cock into somebody."
"Well I'm not from around here, and you provided me with dinner, cock and a new form, so the least I can do is treat you to a movie."
The big lion threw a heavy arm over my shoulder and points that we should go back to where the jacuzzis, saunas, and showers were located. "I prefer your planet's customs, actually."
The big lion grabbed a couple of large towels from a stack by the lockers and threw me one and then wrapped one around himself. I wrapped one around my own waist while the lion stuck his hand in the Jacuzzi as we walked into the back area of the locker room. "It's still not hot, but I'm betting the sauna is." He opens the door and a wave of moist, heat hits me as the lion pushes me inside and we step into a three tiered room with a rock covered heater in the center. I grab a seat on the lowest bench and let the heat drum itself into my skin. My new lion friend took the bench above me and to the left, letting his large form sprawl out and put his feet on the lowest bench and leaned his shoulder back against the top bench.
I leaned back and stuck my hands behind my head to act as a cushion and the lion noticed the control interlink on my wrist. "Is that some sort of MP3 player?
I looked at my bracer, a sudden idea popped into my head, "No, it's not a MP3 player, but it is a way I can give you a gift." I stood up and tapped out the activation switch on the bracer and the holographic control surface rezzed into existence floating above my arm. Tapping out a few commands to get Maru, my ship, into position I motion for the big lion to come over to where I was standing. "Come here and hold onto me, and don't be afraid, I have something to show you."
The lion shakes his head, chuckles and steps behind me and wraps his arms around me in a light embrace from behind, "Not afraid of . . ."
On my interface Maru signals he is in position and ready to transmit, so I activate the holomatrix projectors in the bracer. I press the activation icon and the sauna vanishes, the two of us are standing in the absolute darkness of outer space, tiny pinpoints of stars are blazing fiercely in the cold darkness.
There was no sound around us, and I can hear the lion's heartbeat start to speed up as he realized we are standing in the void with nothing underneath our feet but blackness. ". . . Okay, this is new..."
The crack in the aloof lion was amusing, but I took pity on him and gave him something to focus on, "Look to your right." The Earth, in all its white-capped, blue, and green glory turned quietly in the blackness of space. "My gift to you, a new point of view."
For a minute the amazement was clearly evident on the lion's face, and then it faded as his naturally cool demeanor reasserted itself. "This is a hell of a lot better then iMax."
I chuckle and deactivate the hologram and the image rezzed out as the projector shut down and we were in the sauna once again. The lion looked at me. "That was...," he laughed a bit, a nervous streak tingeing the exhaled, almost wheezy chuckle. "That just... was."
I patted him on the back, "First time with an alien, huh?" I grinned knowingly at the big lion. "You know, you did a pretty good job on my throat, once you realized that you were not going to break me."
"I'm not used to being able to go full force with somebody like that."
My chance for another shot at the stud, lion appeared and I took it, "Would you be interested in doing that again?"
The lion smirked and patted my cheek, "Probably down the line, sure. But I have to take care of some things; I do have a life, and all that. How long're you on, uhh... Earth for?"
"I'm on Earth until I go somewhere else, my home is my ship and my ship is here, where I work presently. Usually I am what you would call a cowboy."
The lion raised an eyeridge at that, "What're you wrangling exactly?"
"Emus, large, flightless, dumb birds. Quite tasty."
The lion considered this, "I don't think we eat those, so go on ahead as long as it does not fuck up our ecosystem. We have issues with out environment without any extra help."
I frowned at that, "I noticed, I tried to give your government help with tech to heal your environmental issues, but they refused. They just want help identifying alien weapons and such."
The lion nodded, "That sounds about right."
"My citizenship here is dependant on showing up at a government facility every few days to tell them what new piece of junk they found is and how to use it. Half the time it is just useless garbage, and the other half it is stuff they do not want."
The lion nodded, this was no real surprise for him, "The Haibane Act's probably the reason they didn't really freak out when they saw you. It's a shadow bill that a lot of Americans don't know much about, save that it states that the country accepts new immigrants, but none that are born with artificial means after 1990. My friend Blacke's been schoolin' me on all of this secret government conspiracy shit. I still wonder how that guy knows about it himself."
The lion frowned a bit at that and I felt the need to try and cheer him up, "You can always ask your friend is he knows about me."
The big lion shook his head, "Honestly, sometimes, I just don't wanna know? I think we're all like that, when things seem to be just... over your head."
The sadness in his voice is getting to me so I reach up and scratch his head, "How old are you?"
The question brings him out of his funk a bit, "Twenty-seven."
"I'm twenty in my cycles, which I'm not exactly sure how that matches up to your planet's rotation. But I've been on my own since I was 10, just Maru and myself."
"Different circumstances tend to bring on different levels of maturity... Who's Maru?"
I grinned and jerked a thumb at the ceiling, "Maru is my ship, friend and guardian, he raised me after my world was destroyed and my family lost. He is the last thing my family created to watch over me and keep me safe. Not that I am all "Emo" about that mind you."
The lion raised both hands in a "calm down" gesture, "Hey, didn't say that you were. Ya look strong to me."
I flexed my arms and make my biceps and triceps bulge out which the lion noted with his eyes. "I'm stronger than a terrestrial, and I have more stamina, my planet was a high gravity world."
The lion nodded in approval. "And you can take cock pretty well in the muzzle. Talent abounds from outer space."
I laugh and flexed for him once again. He smirked and poked me in my slightly soft belly, "Nice."
"Hey now," I put on mock-annoyance at the jest. "This body might have a gut on it but it gets me around and lets me hit on nice smelling lions."
The lion is still giving me the once over with his eyes, "Eh, a belly on a fit guy is hot stuff, not complaining..." He stopped, and then chuckled abruptly like he'd just caught onto a joke. "Wait, wait... "nice smelling"? Am I not supposed to smell good, or something?"
The expression on his face is makes me laugh as I waved his concerns off, "No you just smell really good. Like, I can't explain it to you so just trust me on this."
The lion raised his arms and sniffs himself, "I guess, all I can smell is axe body spray and musk... Maybe I should take a shower."
I stepped up and wrapped both arms around him, burying my face into the thick mane on his broad chest and inhaled deeply; the scent was like a lightning strike to my brainstem. "Nah, it's a good smell, it's what attracted me to you, you pheromones." My tail was a blur as it wags back and forth, the traitor couldn't keep a secret to save my life.
I let loose of the lion and walked back to where my ruined clothes were laying and begin to ball them up to put in my toolbox.
The lion noticed my predicament and threw me his workout shorts that he was wearing earlier, "You're at least going to need those to get around in the building."
I shook my head, explaining that I could get back to Maru for a replacement set of clothes. But, wearing just the lion's shorts with his scent embedded into the fabric was agreeably more pleasurable to me.
Of course, I couldn't just leave without saying good-bye to the lion. "So, will I see you again in the future? That is, if you can take time off from being in the entertainment industry?"
The lion paused, then said slowly, "My schedule's erratic. I fly out to shoots when needed, but I'm sure that you can find me wherever I go." He laughed a bit, "This is all . . . it's admittedly a little out there... But I guess it's because it's so new to me. You're almost like... a long lost family member by ejaculation."
I grinned and slipped into my new lion form, "Just think of me as a cousin. A really distant one."
The lion folded his arms over his chest and looked me over, "I guess... Though it's more like a freaky twin brother I'm lookin' at. I mean I never was the type of guy that was "that" much into himself. I know I'm pleasing to the eye, of course, just... not to me."
The lion chuckles a bit and turns to go back into the shower and sauna area of the locker room, "I think I'm going to go chill in the jacuzzi, I did originally come here for that after my workout."
I nodded at him and tore off the name patch on my shredded uniform. Fishing a marker out of my toolbox, I wrote my number on the back of the patch. I handed it to the big lion and he takes it with an amused expression on his face. "My name, by the way, is Azaka."
The lion smirks at me, "Mine's Tyrdassi, Tyrdassi Narasimha."
I pick up my toolbox and unlocked the locker room door, "It was good to meet you Tyrdassi Narasimha, I hope to run into you again sometime." And with that I shoulder open the door and head for my rocket bike. As I am walking to the stairs that lead to the front lobby my hearing picked up the lion talking to himself in the empty locker room.
"Interesting day... Dunno if I should tell the guys about this one."