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I woke to a burst of sunlight on my face. The sunlight felt good as I got up and stretched. I liked sleeping in Shyla's room; she was the only member of the pack who allowed me to sleep in a bed. Zren usually made me sleep on the floor and I hadn't seen Zue in a few days.. After a bit, I rolled over and off the bed. It was about midday, and I was hungry. Zren realized a few days ago that I can't eat raw meat, so he went out and bought me my very own ice box filled with all sorts of fruit, vegetables, and dried meat strips. Rubbing my eyes, I made my way to the pad and was downstairs. While I walked through the living area, I noticed the TV was on. The screen was talking about how Raptors should carry themselves, and how you need to be bold to get ahead in the world today. Also something about doing what your spleen wants.

As I entered the kitchen area, I immediately stopped when I saw two Raptors digging through the communal ice box. The one on the right was a pale yellow color, like sand while the other was a mahogany with purple squares all over. The kitchen looked like a sacked village; chunks of meat dotted the counters as streams of blood ran off and pooled on the floor. It was disgusting, but lucky for me, whoever made this mess didn't find my ice box hidden in one of the smaller cabinets. I pulled out a mango and started to eat, and when I turned around and started to walk back toward the living area, I looked out the window and saw who destroyed the kitchen. There were about thirty Raptors outside playing in the pool, walking around, and talking to one another. It had been about a week since anything that's anything happened, and after seeing Shyla in her room, she was constantly following me around. Whether I was watching the TV or eating, she was like my shadow. Not to mention the weird looks and stares she gives me every once in a while when she thinks I'm not looking.

Then, the two Raptors rummaging through the ice box closed the door and turned around. They stopped once they saw me and pointed.

"Hey, there's that human." the one on the left stated.

"So what? Just hurry up and get this food to the fems." said the other as both Raptors started for the window. "I did tell you that I planned on claiming Shyla today?"

"Naw dude, but did you take the pastilla already?"

"Yeah, it should kick in here in a couple of minutes."

They continued to walk toward the window until, to my amazement, walked straight through and into the crowd outside. Realizing that this was my one chance to finally get out of the house, I ran to the window as well. I finished my mango, and put my hand up to the window. It felt like cold water, but when I pulled my hand away, there was nothing on it. I put my hand back up to the window and pushed, but this time I felt a strong suction on my hand, and I was forcefully sucked through the window and spat on the ground outside. The air was cold, and it smelled of rotting fruit, but it felt good to be outside again. A little dazed, I got up and looked around to see if Zue or Shyla was out here anywhere. I didn't see Zue, as usual, but I did see Shyla on the outside of a circle of female Raptors next to the pool. I walked over to her and got plenty of stares and whispers along the way. As I approached her circle, all of her friends looked at me and started whispering to each other. Shyla whipped around and stared me down.

"Mike, wha... what are you doing out here?" I shrugged my shoulders and walked over to her side. Shyla was still glaring at me with her arms crossed, but after a few seconds, she gave a loud sigh and relaxed.

"Get over here..." she said, wrapping an arm around me and scratching my scalp. She was about to say something else when the two Raptors from earlier sauntered up from out of the crowd. The pale one pushed me aside roughly to get to Shyla, and I stumbled backwards. I tried to grab onto something to stop my fall, but I ended up grabbing the wrist of the pale Raptor. My grip was off, though, and I slipped, accidentally pulling a small black box from his hand. It and I both fell into the pool. The pool was deep, but since I could swim, I was all right. The box, on the other hand, was sitting at the bottom of the pool. When I emerged from the water, I caught the end of a string of curses coming from the pale Raptor. He was on the ground and Shyla was looming overhead.

"What the hell did you do that Zay?" Shyla screamed.

"Why do you care?" replied the other Raptor. "Its justa stupid hu-" Before he could finish, Shyla applied a fist to his eye, saying first I was not an "it", and second that I was not stupid.

"He's one of those smart humans. Watch, I'll show you." Shyla bent down to me as I held onto the edge of the pool. She pointed to the box in the water and said, "Get it for me?" I nodded and pushed myself under the water again. I heard muffled words, then a loud splash in front of me as Zay jumped in after the box also. I had a head start though, and I reached the box before Zay was halfway there. I looked up and saw Zay. He looked furious as air bubbles poured from his snout. I pushed off the ground to get to the surface faster, but as I passed Zay, he reached out and grabbed my ankle, pulling me back down. He reached around me for the box, but I held it away from him. I curled up my legs and pushed myself off of his body. This time, Zay grabbed my ankle and dug his claws in. I gasped out in pain, and this time I kicked Zay as hard as I could in the snout. He released my ankle at once, and I swam back up. I broke the surface and breathed a deep gulp of air.

I was about to pull myself out of the water when a huge hand came down and picked me up by the scruff of my shirt. It was Zren, and he didn't look happy. I looked around and saw that everyone was quiet. The only sound was of Zay pulling himself put of the water. Zren took the box from my hand and set me down. He walked over to Zay who was looking at me like he wanted to rip my guts out. Knowing I was safe, I looked at him like he was crazy and walked back over to Shyla, who was staring at Zay like she wanted to rip his guts out. I whipped around when I heard a loud screech. Zren had slashed Zay across the face, leaving behind four bright red trails over his right eye. Zren followed up with a staggering punch to the midsection. Everyone gasped as Zay crumpled to the ground. Then, Zren did something I never saw a Raptor do before. He started making these barking sounds, and everyone made a mad scramble to the outside exit pad. Zay's flunky hefted Zay over his shoulder and ran with the crowd, and soon, only Shyla, Zren, and myself were left outside. Zren turned to me and inspected my ankle, and I started to feel like an injured horse, having Zren inspect me like this. Zay's claws had broken the skin, but not by much. I was able to walk on it, and it was already starting to heal.

"Mike, go back inside." Zren commanded, looking at Shyla. I hesitated at first, but a nasty glare from Zren got me moving. As I walked away, yelling broke out from the two, something about how I'm not supposed to be outside. I got over to the window-thing prepared to get through. This time I caught myself and only stumbled a few feet. Hoping to see some action, I turned around and watched Shyla and Zren go at it. Shyla was waving her arms around while Zren was shouting and occasionally pointing to the outside exit pad and even to me a couple of times. This continued for a while until Zren abruptly held up a hand, silencing Shyla. He put a claw to the side of his head, and then mouthed something. Zren's mouth fell agape and his eyes literally doubled in size. I blinked and he was already at the exit pad, and then gone. Shyla stood by herself for a moment, and then started walking back toward the window. Dodging the chunks of meat, I got a hand full of crab apples from my ice box and made my way to Shyla's room. I needed to get out of these wet clothes. At the door, I stuck my finger into the hole the Raptors stick their claws in, and the door flashed blue, then opened.

A few days ago, Zren added me to a "database", as he called it. Once I was in a I pressed the spot on the wall, and my portion of it fell open to reveal al the clothes I owned. Placing my crab apples on the floor, I peeled off my shorts and flung them to the side. I tried to take off my shirt, but I couldn't get it over and off my head, so I was stuck with my arms over my head while trying to pull off the sticky shirt. I was in this position for a few seconds, and then suddenly, someone grabbed the top of my shirt and yanked it off. Before I could turn around and see who helped me, I got embraced from behind. "Thank you..." I heard Shyla whisper in my left ear. Her body felt cool against my back as the soft, smooth scales of her front slid along my back. We stayed like that for a few moments, then Shyla released me. I went back to my clothes and put on a new outfit, and, as usual, when I sat on the bed, I caught a glimpse of Shyla staring at me again with that look in her eyes like she's hungry or something.

"I wanted to thank you," Shyla said, bending down to pick up a crab apple, "for breaking the rules and coming outside. If you hadn't, I'd be claimed to Zay right now..." She stopped at the foot of the bed and tossed the crab apple up, which I caught neatly in my mouth. Relishing the taste, Shyla plopped down next to me on the bed and wrapped an arm around me again, pulling me close.

"You know what? I'm glad Alp-Zren bought you." Shyla said, pulling me even closer. I liked the attention, but I wanted to get back to watching the television. As if reading my mind, Shyla pulled a remote out of nowhere and slid one of her claws along the smaller scratches. A portion of the wall in front of us flipped over to show a small TV screen, and it promptly lit up to what I assumed to be a nature show.

"Perfect..." I heard Shyla hiss quietly as the TV showed how humans lived in the "wild". The only wild I knew of were the areas where Raptors cities resided. There was a weird looking Raptor on the screen who claimed to be tracking the remaining human tribes. The screen wobbly zoomed up on two male humans "scavenging for food", the Raptor on the screen whispered. Instantly, I recognized the tribe as the scouts of the Centauri tribe. We traded with them often when we traveled to the coast. I could tell from the distinctive triangle shaped tattoo on their left shoulder. By the way they were moving, I could tell that they weren't looking for food. They were looking for the contact scar of another tribe. After a while, the TV switched to show the tribe itself and the Raptor tried to explain everyday live in a human tribe. Most of what he said was wrong, and it was starting to make me angry. Especially when he said that newborn humans hatched out of square eggs.

Next, the Raptor explained how humans courted. I should have known this was coming, but Shyla had the remote, so I couldn't change the show. To confirm what I was thinking, Shyla took in a deep hissing breath and hugged me tighter. The TV showed a bunch of heavily built men showing off their muscles, and all the women started gathering around. One by one the males chose the females, and soon only a very old, scrawny-looking man was left. I felt sorry for the woman that man chose. Compared to the other females, she was going to have a difficult life. Then it hit me that this Raptor knew the location of the Centauri. With that information, the Raptor could sell it, which would lead to the village getting slaughtered. I was sick of watching this show, and I was about to get up to do something else when Shyla abruptly pushed me back onto the bed. I attempted to get back up, but a clawed hand held me down. That was when I smelled it; that musky smell that took me back to a week ago. With her free hand, Shyla forcefully, but gently ripped the new clothes from my body. By the crazy gleam in her eyes, I could tell Shyla was horny as hell. Before I could do anything, Shyla put a clawed hand over my mouth and warned between pants, "Don't struggle. I'm not into rape..."

She then laid on top of me and replaced her hand with her snout for a deep kiss. My squirming died down and I found myself lost in the kiss. Her tongue easily wrapped around mine as we wrestled for dominance. After a while, Shyla abruptly stopped and rolled over pulling me atop her. She ripped off her shirt, then squirmed out of her shorts and flung them to the side. It hit the wall with a wet splat, and it occurred to me that she must have been extremely wet to drench her shorts, and when I felt something wet in the groin area, I looked down to see my crotch soaked with Shyla's juices. Unable to resist temptation, I crawled down and took one long swipe at her slit. Shyla gave a gasp and draped her legs over my shoulders. Positioning my legs on either side of her tail, I continued to lap at her, occasionally poking my tongue inside to feel the nooks and crannies of her pussy. When I dragged my tongue across a nub of flesh at the crown of Shyla's vagina and sucked on it, she screamed out and squeezed her legs together, drowning me in a sea of her cum. I tried to drink some of it, but I was soon over-whelmed. Once Shyla had wound down, she gave a satisfied sigh and released my head.

Thinking that we were done, I was about to get off the bed when Shyla grabbed me by my shoulders and heaved me back up. "I'm not through with you yet." Shyla moaned as she essentially plastered me to her pussy, forcing my cock as deep as it would go. I gasped out as the sensations hit me like a brick wall as Shyla's pussy wrapped around my cock and sucked me in to the hilt. I could barely thrust as her snatch did things to me I never thought possible; I didn't last very long. I stuffed my head in-between her breasts and came long and hard, painting her insides. I felt light-headed from the experience, and I stayed like that for a few moments, savoring the sensations. I began to try and pull out, but before I could dismount, Shyla flipped over once more and pinned me. This time, she did all the work as she worked my cock in and out of her slit. The music of sex filled the air as Shyla went from deep slow thrusts to raw humps. Shyla was crying out as her vagina began clamping down harder on my cock; all I could do was wrap my arms around her neck and hang on for the ride as she humped me, driving me down into the sheets. Remembering what my brothers told me about female breasts, I reached up and grabbed one of Shyla's tits, biting and sucking on her nipple. Shyla responded by screaming as her cum gave everything below my waist a warm, sticky bath. Bending down, Shyla licked the side of my face in long slow licks as she pulled up slowly sank down on my member one last time, squishing out any cum still left in her vagina. I arched up under Shyla as my third ever volley of semen into her. She stopped licking my face for another deep kiss, and any traces of her cum before that kiss were lapped up. It hit me then that Shyla was damned heavy lying onto of me, but at that moment, I really didn't care. After Shyla released my head, she sat up on me and for a second, seemed concerned. Taking a deep breath, Shyla's face tensed up in concentration and I felt her pussy l muscles relax and loosen up. I winced as my overly sensitive cock was pulled from her depths with a loud, wet slurp.

"Good boy Mike." Shyla breathed as she patted me on my sticky head. "Now, how about you jump in the shower while I clean up in here." Shyla was right. The bed looked like WWVII, and all of Shyla's cum was starting to run off the bed and puddle on the floor. On top of that, I smelled like a rutting Raptor. Most of my face was clear of Shyla's cum, but everywhere else had wet or drying cum caked all over it. I walked through the Alpha's room and into the shower where I stepped into the tub and started it up. I pushed a spot on the tile that had my name over it, and some red gel squished onto my hands which I used to lather my body up. I began to worry, however, when Shyla's scent stuck to me. I got some more gel and scrubbed my whole body down, but to no avail.

My calm deteriorating, I turned off the water and grabbed a towel to dry myself. I ran into Shyla's room, but I instantly recoiled back into the safety of the hallway. Shyla was wearing a new outfit, and was busy spraying the room with something that smelled so horrible, mere words cannot explain. I seriously contemplated going around naked for the rest of the day, but before I could leave for the downstairs pad, Shyla sniffed the air and whipped around to look at me. She ran over to me and, to my dismay, pulled me into the room. To make things even worse, she sprayed me down with the stuff, and I promptly regurgitated all my mangos and crab apples I had eaten earlier.

"Curse Rajic... Hurry up and get some clothes on!" Shyla shouted as she pulled a rather large towel from nowhere and began mopping up my mess. I wobbly made my way to my clothes and put some on. I sat on the bed and tried not to breathe through my nose as Shyla finished up the room and threw the spray bottle into a hole in the wall that immediately closed back up. "Now act natural." Shyla said quickly as she changed the TV to a cooking show. I was wondering what she meant by that when suddenly, Zue walked in!

"Why, hello Zue!" Shyla said in mock-surprise.

"Hey Shyla. Hey, Mike..." Zue responded as she walked over and ruffled my semi-wet hair. Zue was about to say something else when she sniffed the air and commented: "What were you two doing? It smells like a salon in here."

"Oh, I accidentally spilt some of my good perfume all over the place. Sorry." Shyla lied, shrugging her shoulders.

"Really?" Zue said, sounding skeptical. "Then why are your bed-sheets changed?"

"The perfume spilled on it." Shyla shot back. Zue folded her arms over her chest and tapped her killing claw, making me feel very uneasy. Zue then walked back out into the hallway and turned out of sight. After a few seconds, Zue walked back in and looked between Shyla and me a few times. She finally gave a loud sigh and announced,

"Shyla, we need to talk. Mike, wait downstairs." My stomach lurched as I got up and walked past Zue, who took in a deep breath as I walked by. Once I was outside the door, Zue closed it and turned the door off, effectively keeping me out. I thought about going into the Alpha's room to listen in on the conversation, but decided against it, so I went to the pad and was downstairs. I climbed up onto the couch and sat back, thinking about what Shyla and Zue were talking about. I had a haunch that it was about forcing sex onto the family pet. Or maybe Zue was telling Shyla not to cross into her territory, seeing as how my cock still smelled funny from when Zue put her mouth all over it a week ago. All this thinking was making me hungry, so I jumped off the couch and fetched a sealed water and a plantain from my ice box. As I sank back into the couch, I felt a wired tiredness transcend over me. Yawing, I turned on the large TV in front of me, but even with all its glory, I fell asleep.