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Cody's Tail

Chapter 2

When Jason opened his eyes the following morning, he didn't immediately remember that he had adventured to an alien world.

He snuggled into his blankets sleepily, and when his blankets snuggled back, he woke up fully rather quickly.

Jason opened his eyes, and had his gaze drawn into bottomless inky pools, galaxies and stars of every hue enrapturing his attention, before he could force himself to look away.

He finally remembed he wasn't on Earth any longer.

He sat up, blushing furiously, when he remembered what happened shortly before he fell asleep, and looked around.

He was no longer in the glade, but in a structure of some kind. It was a home, though everything there seemed to be alive. There were no blankets, since the plant life and canopy seemed to keep the temperature very comfortable, but he didn't feel chilled or overheated at all, which was strange.

He also didn't feel hungry, and his mind was calm and alert, which made him suspect he'd been drugged. He never felt calm and alert! What had these aliens done to him? He looked at his hand contemplatively, but was startled when a glimmer of multicolored light suddenly flared through his veins, illuminating his hand from within. He backpedaled in his startlement into the lap of one of his "blankets."

The alien behind him he recognized as Cody, who immediately pulled him into a calming hug. Cody grabbed the living translator from a shelf grown from the vines and trees the house was made from, and spoke through the Tribble-like creature, "Don't worry, we won't let harm come to you, Jason."

Jason's eyes were wild, though his mind seemed unusually clear and focused, so his thoughts were very rapid, and his visualizations were very vivid and clear. He calmed pretty quickly, remembering the glowing dust from the forest floor, and the feeling of the alien seed being pumped inside him. He blushed despite himself, and his body began reacting to the memory.

Cody seemed to smile, though his snout was incapable of it. "Don't worry, Cody. We promise no harm will come to you. Come, let's get you fed. We have no idea what to feed you, so we're going to need help figuring something out."

Jason tried to control himself, and found it a lot easier to control his emotions than usual. His body responded immediately to his will. He did feel somewhat hungry, but he wondered why he wasn't starving, or craving coffee like usual.

He got out of the pile of sleeping aliens without stepping on anyone's face somehow, and followed Cody and two other aliens, the strange smells and sights and sounds all around him.

The kitchen, if it could be called that, was more like a conservatory or greenhouse, though the glass seemed to be alive. On closer inspection, he could see delicate veins and capillaries tracing through the elastic membrane, and could see a tiny pulse of life flowing through it. Cody motioned for him to seat himself on what he assumed to be a chair, and was surprised when fluffy arms and legs supported him, the chair a living thing.

As Jason mentally adjusted to sitting in the embrace of a living thing, affectionate red eyes watching him for cues, Cody spoke, "From what our Makers can gather, you are largely carbon-based, like us. Your amino acids are also the same isomorph as ours. This means we can feed you. The question is what."

"Try to describe what you normally eat. We'll attempt to find, or create, something similar to feed you. We want to be good hosts for our fascinating guest," Cody said in a friendly tone.

Jason thought about this for a moment. He tried not to think about how his mind was so unusually clear, his thinking unusually effortless, the visuals of milk, honey, berries, beef, chicken and soup coming to him easily and vividly. He could almost taste the foods he imagined.

He began describing milk and cheese, first, since he loved his dairy most of all. They looked fairly perplexed, asking questions about where milk and cheese came from, how it was prepared, until they understood that milk was originally intended as sustinance for one's offspring, and taken from another species.

They were all pretty excited, and Jason had a slightly uneasy feeling that they were planning some mischief with their wild gesturing, rapid flickering of bioluminescence and their constant touching and fondling, which he guessed was a way to transfer genetic memories more easily.

Eventually, they picked up picked up a little brightly glowing creature, every hair on it seeming to shine like fire, and silently held it, but the light all over it shifted color and intensity very rapidly, a deep harmonic thrum soon being emitted from it, and quickly joined by harmonized creatures of its kind in every direction. He could barely hear the complex modulation embedded within the carrier wave, and was surprised he recognized it at all, since he was not a telecommunications engineer by trade. His friend was, and apparently, he somehow remembered his friend ranting and raving about new sonic communications at frequencies inaudiable to humans. How did he rememeber that? For that matter, why wasn't this loud harmonic cry hurting his ears? It was loud, but his ears felt no pain at all, and once he began paying attention to his hearing, he noticed that he could hear the creatures in the distance crying as well. He heard creatures like Cody going about their daily lives in every direction, and could even hear a few of Cody's kind five or six houses down doing what was unmistakably what was done with him yesterday afternoon.

Before he could really dwell on the excitement that awareness gave him, a new alien like Cody padded in, holding what in all the world appeared to be a rather large cat, something like a mountain lion, and a rather lazy one at that. The mountain lion was blinking sleepily and calmly at all of them, and as the new alien placed her, for it was very obviously a she-cat, on what passed for a table in what passed for a kitchen. The cat yawned sleepily and laid down in a lose ball, her belly bulging and lumpy.

Jason stared at those lumps. Did they really just create a mountain lion for the specific purpose of giving a human visitor cat milk? He looked up at the aliens in awe, and saw they were all looking very pleased with themselves, though their faces betrayed no human emotion, their posture and body language was close enough to those of his dogs back home that he recognized their emotions as being that of pride and accomplishment.

He smiled, and felt an odd surge of affection for his hosts, "That is impressive. That cat was not here before, was it? Are those breasts?"

Cody picked up the translator fluffball, and answered, "Our makers do not have the skill or talent of those who created us before we can remember, but we can do this much," Cody seemed to smile satisfiedly, "Why don't you try some of this, see if it is close enough to your dairy to suffice?"

"Maybe we can learn how to make cheese and yogurt out of this cat's gifts?"

Jason looked dubiously at the cat, not sure what he was supposed to do, but the cat, watching him, rolled over onto her back, exposing her chest and belly, looking at him expectantly.

Trying not to think about how wierd this was, he leaned forward, his living chair helping to hold him up, and places his lips around one of the cat's very large nipples. He sucked, and was startled when his mouth was completely filled with the sweetest and creamiest milk he's ever tasted. He gulped his mouthful down, and recluctantly let go of the teat, "Yeah, I think we can work with this." The cat purred proudly, tail flicking with unmistakable pleasure.

As the short day wore on, they did, in fact, learn how to make cheeses of every kind, yogurt, even Greek yogurt, though he usually did not care for Greek yogurt, his new pet cat made it taste like ambrosia, and the others tried it, and found that it was good for both their visitor and themselves.

Although Jason did not know it until a long time later, the cats were replicated across the alien world, and bred to a stable population, and nearly overnight, had become a part of daily life for Cody's kind across the planet. People whispered in their alien tongue about the visitor from another world, who had brought them milk, and the next morning, honey.

The following evening, the cry of the living cellphones rose, and Cody let him know that he was invited to dinner with their respected elder, one of the first of their kind, created by their progenitors. His name was Stormchaser.

Jason curled into a fetal ball in his pile of living blankets and his milk cat purring loudly in his arms, leaning against his chest as Jason carefully considered what he should do about Stormchaster. If stormchaser really was one of the few of cody's kind that was originally created, that means two things. First, that he's older than most of the civilizations on his home world, and second, that Stormchaser was father of countless of Cody's kind, since the entire planet was covered with them. According to Cody, there were only 16 of their kind that were originally created, and then bred so that there were enough to go around.

Jason blinked. Only 16? And they populated an entire planet? He asked how long it took for them to reach a stable population, and was astonished to learn that it took only eight generations, with each generation taking about 2 months to progress from conception to sexual maturity. He found this somehow dubious, considering that Cody was a very large creature, and back home, creatures Cody's size did not have litters, they had a single offspring at a time, and he didnt recall offhand how long it took for the largest of horses to give birth, but he knew it wasn't two months. Cody's kind were far larger than horses, hung like them, too, and, now that he thought about it, reminded him somewhat of centaurs, only with the bodies of huge foxes, muscular and powerful, and though in the end, they looked nothing like anything his home world had, that's the impression he got, centaur-foxes.

He quickly looked away when he found himself staring at Cody's red shaft while he considered the reproductive cycle of horses, and quickly looked away, trying not to blush or make his arousal too obvious. Cody put down the translator, and laid down with unnatural grace and fluidity, surrounding Jason even more completely than his legs, arm and chest surrounded his new pet cat, and the sudden comfort and sense of safety and calmness overtook him, his body responding on its own, molding itself to Cody's chest and crotch, Cody's huge caninelike paw gently pulling Jason closer, Cody's massive prehensile shaft gently rubbed and caressed Jason's buns, slathering warm stickiness all over, Cody's huge muscular paw holding Jason firmly.

Jason panted like an animal, and his left leg began lifting on its own, Cody wriggling his length inside Jason almost immediately, making Jason mewl loudly. His pet cat slunk down, and managed to impale herself on Jason's cock, but Jason was far too worked up to resist, his hips bucking of their own accord, the milk cat purring thunderously as she got a wonderful and thorough breeding for her trouble, arching her back against her master as Cody began gently slapping his 800 pound body against his beloved guest, his ridged prehensile shaft massaging Jason's insides and injecting copious amounts of pre, filling Jason with warmth as his 4 foot pole squirmed and caressed Jason's depths affectionately, muscular and thick, slowly growing firmer and rougher, as Cody holds Jason to his groin more and more firmly, bucking hard as the milk cat yowls, her muscular insides clinging tightly and massaging Jason's manhood.

Jason couldn't hold back anymore, and suddenly got on all fours, fucking the mountion lion-sized yowling wildcat, who clung to her master without missing a beat. Cody fluidly and gracefully matched Jason's instinctive movements, and had Jason enveloped and mounted beneath him instantly, his left paw holding Jason's chest to himself as he began putting his full horselike strength into giving his guest a good thorough breeding, panting through his muzzle as Jason nears release.

Jason groaned, his body taking the four foot muscular shaft effortlessly with the alien world's influence upon his physiology, and gasped in shock as his balls twitched once, twice, and upon the third twitch, blasted his pet cat's cunny with an implausibly huge volume of seed, making his cat squirm and purr deafeningly, her paws gripping Jason's shoulders.

Cody let himself go when Jason began spasming during his unnaturally prolonged orgasm, his ridged and knotted shaft inflating and frantically squirming deep inside Jason, his bulb sealing Jason's body, his tip flaring out, barbs gripping Jason's passage as his seed began coursing violently into Jason's body, flooding him so completely, the surges began fountaining into the human's stomach, bloating his belly fuller than after a Thanksgiving feast, making Jason's knees buckle, and land on the squirming wildcat's belly, who purrs louder, clamping herself around Jason's flexing member, Cody crouching down and hugging Jason in a huge enveloping embrace, making Jason sigh and begin drifting off again.

As Jason began to nap, Cody gave Jason's loving cat a grateful lick, pumping Jason with every genetic gift he has in preparation for his meeting with Stormchaser this evening.

Jason dreamt of having children and being a mother, shifting in his sleep every now and then, making Cody and the cat both whine and mrawl, keeping Jason calm and relaxed as preparations are made for the audience with their beloved Elder.

Jason smiled in his sleep, ready for anything.