The Visitors - Chapter 6
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The Visitors
The Visitors - Chapter 6 - Kidnapped into permanent... bondage
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Stanley, Nicolle and Melanie are © by Christian Schimkowitsch.
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The wolf male took the bag that contained all my possessions from my unresisting hands. The tiger gave my neck another warning squeeze (just this side of painful) and started walking towards the still open elevator. Trying not to follow him would have been about as futile as trying to stop a tank. I was too shocked and afraid to shout for help. The wolf pressed one of the buttons and the door closed behind us. The gentle click echoed in my ears as loudly as the closing door of a jail cell would have.
As the car began to descend, the wolf pulled a small device, it looked a bit like a remote control, from a pocket, pointed it at me and pressed a button. Suddenly everything went dark. Not completely blank, but very dim, as if I had looked directly at the sun only moments before. I trembled suddenly "They can affect my implant!" The elevator was brightly lit, but I could barely make out the wolf as he pocketed the device. I could clearly hear his satisfied chuckle.
A few seconds later the elevator stopped and we got out. I could barely make out the parked cars as we crossed the parking lot. Suddenly I realized that I had not seen anyone since we passed the security checkpoint, we were all alone. We did not have to walk far, less than 20 meters. We stopped next to a large car. I could barely make out any features, but it looked more like a cross between a stretch limousine and a bullet train than a normal car.
The tiger released my neck, turned to me and snarled "Strip!"
"What?" It was my first word since the two leg breakers had appeared so suddenly. Frozen in fear and surprise, I could not move.
"Take off your clothes! You have three seconds, then I'll help you." He touched my neck again, this time his claws were fully extended and dug painfully into my skin.
A growled " Hurry!" from the wolf got me moving. Trembling in fear and blushing in shame I did my best to comply. In a few seconds I stood nude. The tiger grabbed my neck, opened the door of the car with his other paw and shoved me in. Another shove to my backside sent me tumbling. I had barely hit the floor when the door slammed shut behind me.
I lay on the floor of the car, panting and disoriented. The car rocked a little as other doors were opened, someone, presumably the two goons, climbed in, then the doors closed again. My heart pounded like a jackhammer, for a while I could do nothing but try to catch my breath. At least the floor was covered in a pleasantly soft carpet and I had not been physically harmed. Not yet. I turned my head and could barely make out the two furs sitting above me. In the car it was even darker than outside. Just as I tried to get up, the car started moving and spilled me on the floor again, more because the sudden movement took me by surprise than because the movement was especially wild.
I lay still for a moment, then I tried to get up again. I got up into a kneeling position and looked around. I could make out two benches, the two furs sat with their back to the engine. I shivered, wondering who could kidnap me here, right after my release from the quarantine. And what they wanted from me. I waited silently, too afraid to talk, as the car turned several times. It did not get appreciably brighter when we left the building. I could barely make out the sun through the tinted windows. The car made another sharp turn, then it began to accelerate smoothly. A few seconds later my stomach lurched as it lifted off the ground and then continued to accelerate. Strange sounds came from below me, a bit like the sounds one hears on a plane when the landing gear is retracted. A turbine-like noise started somewhere behind me, noticeable but muted, not anywhere as loud as the one on a commercial flight. I had to steady myself when the car (plane?) banked and began to climb in earnest.
Suddenly I noticed the scent in the car, it was familiar but too faint for me to place. A moment later I found out why.
"Trying to have us thrown into jail. Whatever shall we do with you?" I froze "Melanie!"
"Do you think he'd make a nice splash if we dumped him out of the door?" "Nicolle!"
And suddenly my eyes began to accommodate to the low light level in the car and I could see them. The first thing I noticed where their bellies, they were even bigger than they had been the last time I had seen them, even their breasts seemed to have grown. I was paralyzed with fear until I could make out their faces and the faint smile on Nicolle's muzzle. Relief flooded me as I realized that while she sounded angry, she had not been serious about throwing me out of the car. "I... I'm sorry..." I stuttered.
Nicolle held up a paw, shutting me up. She tried to look angry, but I could make out the amusement in her eyes "You'd better apologize real nice. But don't use too many words." To avoid any possible misunderstanding, she spread her legs and lifted her dress a little. I sat frozen for a second, then I crawled forward. Just before her face was hidden as her dress covered my head, I saw her tongue flick out to lick her chops in anticipation, saw the lusty grin on her face. The fear and the humiliation turned me on more than I would ever have thought possible. When our lips met I was rock-hard.
The sweet scent of her arousal filled my nose, a few moments later the taste of her love nectar set my brain on fire. I licked her lips a few times, then I forced my face into her wet sex and began to explore its depths. Her yips of pleasure filled my ears.
Suddenly something tapped against my forehead, which was pressed against Melanie's belly. "Her child! My child!" Suddenly I almost melted with love for her, for both of them. "I can't help it, I'm a sucker for pregnant femmes." A wry (mental) grin "Literally." While I continued to lap at her sex, I kept my forehead pressed against her belly. The baby kicked a few times, I'm not sure if it (she? he?) was displeased with all the jostling or if it wanted to join the fun. "I'll have to ask her what sex it is."
It did not take me long to bring her to a climax, I thought that she had missed me just as much as I had missed her. Her juices drenched my face and formed a puddle on the leather of the seat. I lapped them up eagerly, like a man who had not had a drink in weeks. In a way that is exactly what I was.
When the seat and her sex were reasonably clean, I leaned back and looked up at her. She was panting hard and it took another minute or so until she opened her eyes and looked at me. "Ohhh... that was good." She shook her head to clear her senses, patted my cheek and said "I forgive you, Stan. Thank you."
"My pleasure, my lovely Lady."
"But I'm still angry with you." Nicolle's smile belied her words, but I choose not to take the risk. I crawled between her spread legs and kissed her sex. Soon her squeaks rose to a shrill pitch, her baby did not start kicking until a few moments before she came. I lapped up her juices just as eagerly as I had Melanie's.
When I sat back she looked at me with dreamy eyes and whispered in a husky voice "I love you, Stan." Apparently I she had forgiven me as well.
"I love you too, Nicolle." I turned to Melanie and was only partially surprised to see that she had taken off her dress in the meantime. She had not worn anything else. "I love you, Melanie."
"So do I." She patted the seat between them "Sit here, please."
I sat and looked at her.
"Stan..." She began and looked down at her paws. "I'm sorry. I'm really sorry for what we have done to you. It hurt me very much when you threatened me with... jail. I... I can't tell you how sorry I am. I know I overreacted, I should not have done all this. It took me a while to realize just how much I missed you. I'm really sorry." She looked up at me, giving me the best 'pleading puppy' look she could fake. But in her eyes I could see that she was genuinely sorry, maybe not as sorry as she should have been, but she was sorry.
And, to be honest, what could I do? I just couldn't bear to see her unhappy. I took one of her paws and looked into her eyes "Melanie, your goons really frightened me. But what really hurt me... I can forgive you, if you can promise me just one thing."
"Anything."
"Don't ever shut me out of your life like that. Maybe there was some good in it, missing you made me realize how much I love you, but... thinking that I would never see you again was the most horrible experience ever. Don't do that to me ever again, ok?"
"I won't shut you out of my life again, Stan. Not ever, I promise." She leaned close and we kissed.
After a while I felt a tap on my shoulder, released her and turned to Nicolle. She had shed her dress while I had talked to Melanie. "I'm sorry, Stan. I..." She stopped, searching for something to say.
"It's ok, Nicolle. Just promise me not to do that again. I love you too much not to forgive you."
"Thank you. I promise." I leaned forward and kissed her. I nearly jumped out of my skin when something cold and wet touched my very prominently erect member.
I looked down to see Melanie kneeling between my legs, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "Since you apologized so nicely to us, Stan, I thought it only fair that we should do the same. And since both were in this together..."
I suddenly grew concerned when I saw Nicolle kneel awkwardly next to her "... we thought that we should do this together as well."
"But... are you ok?" Seeing them kneel on the floor filled me with concern "In your condition..."
"Stop that, Stan." Melanie chided "I'm not made of glass, you know." She shifted her body a bit. "It is not the most comfortable position, but I can take it. I want to do this."
"Hmmm..." Nicolle touched her nose to the base of my cock "You smell so good..."
"Well... ok." What can I say, how can I resist them when they look at me that imploringly. When they want to do give me a blowjob, both at once.
"How do you want us to do it? Both of us licking your shaft? Or one of us doing the... top half and the other the bottom?" Melanie grinned up at me and licked her lips.
It was getting a little hard to think, thinking clearly had become unfeasible a while ago, I was fighting the urge to just yell at them to stop talking and do something. But then my slightly hormone-addled brain came up with an interesting mental image. A few deep breaths and I felt able to wait play with them a little more. "Top and bottom, I think. Ok, let's see what we have got. On the one side we have a vixen and a squirrel. And we have some nuts and a hot dog." I think I didn't quite succeed at keeping a straight face at that "The combination should be obvious..."
Melanie's ears perked up at that, there was no question which part they thought more desirable. I shifted forward on the seat and spread my legs as far as they would go to give them easy access. The two femmes shifted around to get into position. Just before she could take the tip into her muzzle, I said "But... since this is supposed to be a punishment... of sorts..." When she got my intent, her ears drooped a little. Her eyes glinted mischievously before she turned around to sit under me and her face disappeared from my view.
Nicolle touched her nose to the base of my manhood, then her tongue. She moved her head up slowly, her nose and tongue touching me. By the time her tongue had reached the tip, I had basically stopped thinking. It felt that if my cock got any harder, it would turn to stone.
Suddenly a bolt of lightning ran up my spine. Melanie had taken my sack into her muzzle, but only her canines touched me, her bite just this side of painful. The feeling was so deliciously scary, I almost came right then. After a moment her tongue began to play with my sack while her teeth held it motionless.
Meanwhile Nicolle had taken my shaft into her mouth and moved her head up and down, taking me in a little deeper every time. I think they had wanted to take their time, but they had not counted on the fact that I had not had any relief for more than a week. A week during which I had thought of little else but our reunion and a moment like this one. Ok, I had given some attention to my lessons, but barely enough to pass the tests.
Nicolle was at the top of her third upstroke (I think, my memory is a little fuzzy) when I exploded. She caught most of my cum, but a generous amount escaped her lips and dribbled down my shaft. Melanie stopped playing with my balls to catch as much of it as she could, her tongue almost wrapped around the base of my shaft. They licked me clean, playfully fighting for every drop of my cum.
When they were finished they moved back a bit and kneeled, looking up at me with their best faked pleading look "We treated you so bad... Can you ever forgive us, Stan?"
"Please... pretty please?" Nicolle batted her eyelashes at me.
"Ummm, yeah." What else can you say to that. I held out my hands, helped them up and guided them to sit next to me.
I put my arms around their shoulders, pulled them close and kissed them, first Nicolle, then Melanie.
"Stan..." Melanie began "We are really sorry... I don't know how you'll ever be able to forgive us..."
I touched a finger to her muzzle, shutting her up "Melanie. Nicolle. I did a lot of thinking in the last few days. And I decided that I would do anything to get you back. I love you. I don't want to be angry with you. I forgive you. I don't want to talk about it any more. Maybe later, but now I want only to hold you and share my happiness that we are back together. Ok?"
"All right." Nicolle said "But... there is one more thing that we really have to talk about. This is very important."
"Yes?"
"This is about the remote for your implant. We pulled a few strings to get that. If the police find out..."
"I won't tell anybody."
"Hear us out." Melanie interjected and held a PDA sized device in front of me "It is not illegal as such, as long it is done with the approval of the implant's wearer. Even obtaining the key to a person's implant without approval carries a minimum sentence of ten years, more if it is used to hurt that person. Some furs elect to give that kind of control to their partner and some kinds of jobs require giving this control to the employer. It is usual for actors, mainly to help them play their roles. For example by simulating a handicap the character they play has." She pawed the PDA device to me "This is a contract that you'll work for our company. If the police finds out about this before you sign it, then we both, that is me and Nicolle, and several other furs who helped us pull this off will see the inside of a jail for a long time."
"Ummm..." I stared at her, then at Nicolle. The concern, even fear, in her eyes tugged at my heart "If I sign this does it mean that you'll publish all of our intimate moments?"
"No. It is just a general contract that you work for us. It does allow us to continue publishing everything that is already on the market, but to make a new film will require a separate agreement."
"Ok."
"If you agree to this" she pointed at one of the clauses "then you will also become a partner in our company. I hope you agree, we both want to share this with you."
"All right. So this legalizes what you have done retroactively."
"Well..." Nicolle said "not really. But with this there won't be problems. If you really want to get us into jail and find a good lawyer and a persistent persecutor, then you'll have no problem nailing us for this."
"Ok." Then I suddenly remembered something "Ummm, Melanie, what happened to Donald? He is fine, isn't he?"
"Of course. He works for us and agreed to help us with your 'abduction'."
I was really relieved to hear that "I'm glad to know it. But that shock-glove sounded awfully unpleasant..."
"Just a sound effect. Actually, they used his implant to totally relax his muscles for a few seconds, that's all. He's perfectly fine. He has some things to take care of in the city, but he and his wife will join us tomorrow."
"Does that mean that the thing with the 'integration counselor' was just a sham?"
"No, it is a legal requirement. He is one of our lawyers and fulfilled all the legal requirements for this job, so we used our influence to get him to do this. Since it's mostly a rubber stamp thing, that wasn't too difficult."
"Ok, I see." I turned my attention to the contract, it was surprisingly short and easy to understand. It did make several references to other laws, but I decided not to look them up. I really had other things I wanted to do, and even after the stunts they had pulled, I trusted the two femmes. I initialed the different clauses and signed the contract by pressing my hand on the screen until a beep indicated that my signature had been accepted. Melanie took the device and stowed it away.
I looked at them and grinned "You know, I'm a very persistent prosecutor, and I intend to nail you, hard and often. But not with a lawsuit."
They broke out in giggles, then full-scale laughter. It was several minutes later before any of us could talk again.
A little turbulence suddenly reminded me that we had been airborne all the time. I leaned over and looked out of the window. The only thing I could see was water, far below us. "Where are we going?"
"Our island."
"Your island?"
"Yes. We bought a small island with a nice house. It's so much nicer than living in the city." Melanie looked rather smug.
"Wow."
"Exactly. It's a real nice place. We'll have so much fun together."
"I sure hope so." Not that I really doubted that. Then I remembered something I had wanted to do, something very important. "Girls?"
"Yes?"
"I hope your... goons have packed my baggage. I need it."
"You aren't talking about your clothes, are you?" Nicolle asked?
"No. I guess I won't need them, at least not until we land. I need something from my bag. It's... very important to me. Please."
"Ok." Melanie reached over to a small console set in the side of the car and pressed the intercom button "Tony, do you have Stan's things where you can get at them?"
The look she gave me left me wondering if she knew what I wanted. "Hell, I shouldn't be surprised if they had a good look at the VR models."
"Yes." That was the wolf, I think.
"Could you paw us his bag?"
"Sure."
Melanie turned to me "The window is right behind you."
"Ok." I turned and found the controls. I pressed a button and the polarized glass slid apart. It was reassuringly think, completely opaque and most likely completely soundproof as well. For a moment the wolf's face appeared, then my bag hid it. I grabbed it and turned around to set it on the floor.
"Everything all right, girls?"
"Yes. Thanks." They chorused and Melanie added "Things are going great."
Just as I turned around again, he sniffed and grinned at me "Sure smells that way." Suddenly my face burned. I hit the button and closed the window before he could say anything else. Nicolle and Melanie just laughed.
I knelt down and retrieved the box from my bag. Then I turned around to kneel before the two femmes "My future wives, I hope." They looked at me expectantly. I waited for a few moments.
I opened the box (turned so that they could not see the contents yet) and took Melanie's left paw. I kissed it and looked up at her "I love you, Melanie Vulpes, will you marry me?" With my right hand I took her bracelet from the box and held it up for her to see.
She stared at me, at the bracelet "I..." Her eyes softened with love and filled with tears.
Nicolle cooed "Ohhh... pretty."
Melanie extended her left paw to me. After several tries she managed to whisper "Yes." I put the bracelet around her wrist and when she did not remove her paw, I clicked it closed. Sobbing with emotions she grabbed my ears and pulled me close to her. For several minutes she did her level best to suffocate me while I fought for balance so that I would not crush her.
"Worth ever penny I spent on it."
After a long time she released me and I sat down on the floor. "I love you, Stan. Thank you."
"I love you, Melanie."
I gave her another brilliant smile, then I turned my attention to Nicolle. She had been watching us, I think I detected a tiny bit of jealousy in her eyes, but she quickly squashed it and smiled down at me. I knelt in front of her, took her left paw and kissed it. "I love you with all my heart. Will you marry me, Nicolle Sciuri?" I presented her bracelet to her. She was less surprised than Melanie had been, but just as much overcome with emotions. She blinked her teary eyes a few times, took a few deep breaths and said in a clear voice "Yes, Stanley Schultz, I want to be your mate." She extended her paw and let me put the bracelet on her wrist. As I had done with Melanie, we kissed for several minutes.
When I finally pulled away, seriously out of breath, she said "Sit." and guided me to sit next to her. Melanie kneeled in front of me. I had not noticed her moving, but then I had not paid much attention to anything but the femme whose tonsils I was examining with my tongue. Nicolle got up awkwardly and knelt next to her.
They looked up at me, grinning. One of Melanie's paws was conspicuously inconspicuously hidden behind her back. They looked at each other and said in unison "We love you. Stanley Schultz, will you marry us." Melanie brought her paw forward and presented a bracelet to me, Nicolle's paw joined hers a moment later.
"I... Yes!" What else could I say to such an offer. I held out my left arm and they both put the bracelet on my wrist. I grabbed their paws, pulled them up to me and kissed them.
After a while they settled down next to me and I examined the bracelet adorning my left wrist. It was much plainer than the ones I had bought for them, but still very beautiful. It was a simple band made of a silvery metal (silver, white gold or something similar), framed by two colored bands, one a reddish golden color (probably red gold), the other normal gold.
"Do you like it?" Melanie asked.
"I was... a little ashamed to give you this" Nicolle added "after the wonderful bracelets you designed for us."
"I love it." I looked at it, then at the two femmes sitting next to me "Is it supposed to represent the three of us?"
"Yes. White for you, red for me."
Nicolle added "And yellow for me."
"It's lovely. And..." My eyes suddenly filled with tears "more true than you can possibly know. I... simply did not feel complete without the two of you. I love you, I need you." We hugged and kissed.
"Ok, what happens now, future wives? Do we get to spend some time together? Just the three of us?"
"Yes. Well, we won't be alone, but we'll have as much privacy as we want. The island is ours, after all."
"And then... the five of us? When?"
"Well... probably in a week or two. But it could be any day now, really."
"Only..." Melanie added "it won't be 'the five of us'."
"But?"
"First of all, there are about 20 other furs on the island with us. We are all good friends, they also work for us... gardeners, cooks, bodyguards..."
"Like those two goons?"
"Tony and Pete? Yes. We have six guards in total." I stared at her "No, we don't have a lot of crime in this part of the world, but when you are as rich and famous as we are... it makes sense to take precautions."
"Ok."
"And, well..." Melanie said "I won't have only one kit..."
I stared at her "You have twins?" It would explain her incredibly huge belly.
"No. I have triplets."
"Ooof..." My head snapped around to look at Nicolle, whose belly was even bigger. She had been a little stockier than Melanie, but...
She patted her belly and smiled at me "There's four of the little critters in here."
"Four?" My mouth hung open as I looked back at Melanie "Three?" I stared off into space, the simple calculation suddenly seemed like something from the advanced calculus class. Finally I managed to add the numbers up "Seven? We're going to have seven children?"
"Yes." "Yes."
"Oh..." I sank back and closed my eyes, my brain was totally overloaded.
"Stan? Are you alright?"
"I... I don't know..."
"Are you angry?"
"Uh... no. I'm not angry with you. It's just a lot to take. No, I... I love you, more than ever."
" Stan!" I was almost smothered by two suddenly very affectionate femmes.
After a few minutes Melanie leaned back and said. "Let's go over there..." She pressed a few buttons on the control board and the other bench transformed into a very soft and comfortable-looking bed. The lust in her eyes left no doubt what she wanted to do there. And how long she would wait for me to move my ass over there before she got impatient.
"Ummm... do we have enough time for this?"
"Sure. It'll take another hour or two go get to our place."
"Let's find out." Nicolle pressed the intercom button and asked "Sue? How long to our island?"
"Ummm..." I tried to protest (I was not really keen to have others share our private time), but Nicolle gave me a look that shut me up right quick.
"A little over two hours, Nicolle. How are things back there?"
"Great! Stan proposed to us!"
"Oh, wow! And you accepted, I presume?"
"Yes!"
"Good." The grin on her muzzle was audible, even over the intercom "Have a lot of fun, then."
"We intend to." This was getting a little too personal, I tried to get Nicolle away from the intercom, but she fended me off, for the moment at least.
"Say, if you want to, it can take us a lot longer to reach the island..."
"No, that's ok."
"As you wish. I'll notify you a few minutes before we arrive. Have fun!"
Nicolle finally cut the connection, then she turned to me and shook a finger at me "Behave yourself! Don't interrupt when I'm talking to someone else, Stan. Ok?"
"Well, ok, but only as long as you don't trumpet our private love life out to the rest of the world."
*Snort!* She gave me a nasty grin "You know, I can keep the mike activated if I want to and you would not know about it..."
"Don't do that, ok. There..."
" Stan!" Melanie called. I turned to find her lying on the bed, her legs spread invitingly "I'm getting a little lonely over here, you know." I could barely see her muzzle over the mound of her belly.
"Ummm..." Suddenly I did not remember what I was about to say. After a few moments I gave up trying to figure out what it had been and headed over to the bed. Crawling on all four, I rubbed my head along Melanie's thigh, then I kissed her hot and wet lips. A few moment the bed wobbled as Nicolle got in behind me.
Regular sex was out of question, this late in their pregnancy, but we made do. I spent the next two or so hours telling my two future wives how much I loved them and they responded very enthusiastically. When I finally stopped, my tongue was sore, even though I had spoken hardly any words, except for the occasional whispered "I love you."
Our initially frenzied lovemaking had turned into comfortable, satisfied and exhausted cuddling. I felt sucked dry (literally) and both femmes smiled dreamily after the multiple orgasms I had given them.
The intercom crackled and Sue, the driver (pilot?) announced "We will arrive in five minutes or so."
"Thank you."
"Do you want me to go straight in or circle the island so you can show off?"
"Circle, of course."
"Sure." A moment later she added "Strap in, please, just in case."
"Sit here." Melanie said and we three moved to the edge of the bed to sit there. It began to shift and less than 30 seconds later it had turned back into a couch. The plane banked to the left and began to descend.
I sat on the right side, Melanie sat next to me. A few moments later the island came into view "Ummm..." I could not help staring "You call that a small island?" It was still quite far away, but it was anything but small.
"Well, it's not much, but we like to call it home." Nicolle grinned as she said that. I didn't have to look at her to know that.
"Not much my ass!" The island was about two kilometers in diameter. Sandy beaches, palm-covered meadows that rose gently and then turned into a dense jungle-like forest. In the middle was a steep volcanic crater. I estimated the rim to be about 150 meters above the ground. As we came closer, I could make out a deep cleft at one side. In the middle of the crater a small lake sparkled in the sun.
"There is a really nice waterfall where the creek comes out of the crater."
"Wow."
"Do you like it?" Melanie's tone was decidedly smug.
"Yes." She would not have believed if I had said anything else, not the way I had stared at their island since it had come into view "Wow. I'm dreaming... I mean, something like that does not happen in real life. Two gorgeous femmes and now an island right out of a film... Ouch!!!" A sharp pain stabbed my thigh.
Melanie grinned at me "Well, did that wake you up?"
"No."
"Well, then you weren't dreaming..."
"Oh. Ok." I looked back out of the window "That is fantastic. Where do we live?"
"You can't see the houses well, but... The creek runs almost straight from that cleft in the crater wall to the sea. The houses are between the trees close to it. There is a small lagoon there as well."
The plane banked again, this time to the right and began to circle the island, only a little higher than the rim of the crater now. When the runway and the houses came into view I suddenly realized that we were all nude and covered in the smelly results of our lovemaking. "Ummm, Melanie? How about some clothes?"
"Awww... our whole island is officially 'clothing optional'." She grinned at me "And as long as we have anything to say about it, it won't be an option for you. Besides, it is much too hot to wear any clothes. At least for us furred femmes. If it was any hotter, I'd have to shave off my fur." One glance at her was enough to let me know that there was no point in trying to change her mind on this topic. "Say what, Stan. You can put on clothes whenever you are cold. Ok?"
"Ok." I wondered if it would be possible to pretend that I was freezing even if I wasn't.
"But only if we can't get you warm again..." She put her paw on my thigh, one of her claws touched my mostly limp manhood. Suddenly I felt a lot warmer than I had a moment before.
"Ok, that won't work."
"Don't worry, Stan. No one wears any clothes here."
"Ok." I wasn't sure if that made me feel any better. "Ummm... well, ok. But... shouldn't we get cleaned up a little?"
"What for?"
"You know... we've been going at it for hours now... they can probably smell us all the way from the landing strip..."
"So what?" Nicolle asked.
"I... I'd really like to keep our sex life private... Whoa!" Suddenly the plane banked sharply. We had passed the houses and the landing strip and apparently our pilot wanted to approach from the far side.
"Don't be a prude, Stan. Besides, it's a little late to think about keeping our sex life private now." Melanie touched her belly "Besides..." She gave me a smug and toothy grin "Everybody here has seen most if not all of our videos. Most of them played the VR sim as well. So, in a way, most of our friends here have already shared your bed. Or mine, or Nicolle's for that matter..." I stared at her, suddenly unable to breathe, my face and ears were burning. Melanie was enjoying herself, I could see, but I wasn't. She raised her arm and put it next to my face "A little more red, if you please, your face doesn't quite match my fur yet."
"Ooof..."
"Besides, you don't expect us to hide these?" She held up her bracelet "Do you think anyone who knows us would believe us if we told him that we got engaged to you and didn't fuck our brains out?"
"Ummm... no, I guess."
"So there you are. It's nothing to be ashamed of, believe me."
Again the noise from below me and I suddenly realized that we had already landed. A few seconds later we stopped and Nicolle and Melanie undid their belts. A moment later the door on my side opened. I took a deep breath, climbed out and looked around. The tiger stood a few meters away and, as the girls had suggested, he had changed into what appeared to be the attire of choice here. Or non-attire as the case was. He wasn't completely nude, but his entire attire consisted of his shades and a holster with something that looked suspiciously like a large caliber handgun.
"Stan?" I looked back, took the paw and helped Melanie out of the plane (car?). When she seemed steady enough, I released her and reached in to help Nicolle as well.
"Stan?" I turned to Melanie "Meet Tony and Pete." She indicated the wolf and tiger. "But you've met already." She grinned "Or something."
"Hello Stan. Sorry about the way we treated you before... I hope you can forgive me?"
"Hello. Yeah, sure." I shook the paws with the tiger and the wolf "Note to self: Don't carry a grudge against someone who can snap your neck like a twig."
"This is Sue, our driver." The very slim and tall femme looked somewhat like a ferret. She shook my paw, then she turned to Melanie, grabbed her left paw and stared at the bracelet "Ohhh... pretty! Shiny!"
"We're engaged!" Nicolle threw her arms around my neck and kissed me. When she was done, Sue examined the bracelet she now wore. The ferret femme had tears in her eyes, then she, Melanie and Nicolle hugged for a minute while we three males watched them.
When they had finally calmed down enough, I put my arms around Nicolle and Melanie and we headed towards the houses. There was a boardwalk, but we elected to walk on the lawn next to it. Walking barefoot was pleasant, holding my two femmes even more so. As I walked, I noticed that they were both tired. I came as something of a shock, it was the first time I had ever seen them tired, or at least, seen them more tired than I was, up to now they had always seemed to overflow with energy. "The pregnancy must take more out of them than they let on."
The central house was quite big, more like a villa. It was built into the side of a low hill, there were three floors on our side but only the top floor would be visible from the far side. It blended rather well with the landscape. Smaller bungalows were scattered around the area.
As we approached the main building, furs began to gather. Nicolle and Melanie introduced them as they met us. Most of them worked for their company and also had some useful skills to keep this place running. More than fifteen furs gathered around us, congratulated us on our mating (I was not quite sure if they meant our engagement or... there were quite a few discreet and not-so-discreet sniffles and knowing grins). There were hugs and kisses all around.
There were quite a few good-humored catcalls when I asked Nicolle where our bedroom was. We excused ourselves and headed there. This time I was determined not to let the two femmes get the better of me, they looked as if they really needed some sleep.
Our bedroom was on the top floor, the view of the natural harbor / lagoon below us was magnificent. I did not spend a lot of time enjoying the scenery, though, I led my two femmes straight to the huge bed. I lay down on my back and beckoned them to join me. They crawled in next to me, Melanie on my right, Nicolle on my left.
"Let's have some fun." Melanie suggested, her paw on my suddenly quickly hardening manhood.
"No. You two need a nap."
"No." They chorused "We aren't tired at all."
"Want to put that to the test?" When they both nodded, I went on "Ok, then. Snuggle up and make yourself comfortable." They did, both of them lying on their sides, facing me, their heads rested on my chest, their bellies pressed against my hips. They had both put one of their legs between mine so that the wet spot between their legs pressed against my thighs, their fluffy tails covered us. "That's nice, girls." I put my arms around their shoulders. "Now close your eyes and relax. If you can still tell me in five minutes that you are not tired, then I'll believe you."
They couldn't, they were both asleep well before the five minutes were up. "Nice to be able to outlast them. Maybe I should get them pregnant more often." I closed my eyes for a moment and I had a fleeting vision of a whole crowd of little fox and squirrel kits running toward me and screaming " Daddy!" I wasn't sure if the idea pleased or scared me.
In any case, I think I would not have been awake to receive their answers, I wasn't much less tired than the two femmes, my soon-to-be wives, so in a way the question was answered anyway.
End of Chapter 6