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The 'beach bar' wasn't too far away, but to Brian it felt like another five or six miles. In fact, he wasn't quite sure it hadn't been that far. He had caught up to Janza in the first few minutes, but keeping up with her had been some serious work.

The bar itself wasn't anything fancy or big, just a single thatched roof building. It had poles on each of its corners to hold up the roof and a single serving 'bar'. Brian wasn't sure what was on the bar, as it was beyond his line-of-sight. Around the bar were some chairs of various sizes, much like the benches back at the Immigration building. The whole building had a very tropical 'feel' to it that reminded Brian of something he might associate with the Hawaiian Islands tourist culture, complete with little designs curved into the side of the structure.

Janza leaned on the countertop, far overhead, and glanced down at him. "Well, sweetie, what will it be?"

Brian had to admit, the view from where he stood was amazing. He was looking up at Janza's body, casually draped against the bar, one leg bent back slightly. Her left arm and breast rested on the bar itself, while her right arm was firmly placed against her jutting hips. The right breast hung overhead precariously, swaying slightly in the manner of some kind of pending disaster. And while Brian did feel that he could admire her body a little more openly, his mind was somewhere else entirely.

"Water, please," he managed to gasp out, his lungs still burning from the exercise. Keeping up with Janza was going to take some getting used to, he decided.

She casually leaned a little further, her entire upper body pressing over the counter top far above his head. He watched, still in awe at the size of her body, as her feet lifted slightly and her soft middle section squished against the edge. That feeling of being so tiny in comparison was slightly overwhelming. He wasn't quite sure what to make of it, he realized quietly.

Staring up at this giantess, Brian wondered if he could ever adjust to the sight of something so large. She was a person, not an unthinking colossus. But somehow, even knowing that she was kind and loving and had her own life that she had lived did nothing to stop the tremble in his gut. He was insignificant here. The few individuals he had met her were decent from what he could tell, and they hadn't looked down at him, figuratively speaking. The only problem lay in the fact that they did look down on him, literally. They always would. Suddenly, he felt slightly sick to his stomach as his rational mind continued down this road of reasoning. At any point, if Janza lost track of him, she could easily kill him without meaning to. In fact, she might never realize she did it.

"Brian, sweetie, are you alright," a voice interrupted his thoughts.

He began to reply, but found that his lungs were empty. He took a deep breath and steadied himself despite the trembles that shook his hands. He looked up to find Janza was kneeling down right in front of him with a small thimble cup in her hand. "I'm fine, sorry," he intoned. "I'm just a little tired from that much running. I really haven't had many opportunities for exercise before coming here."

"I'm so sorry," Janza apologized. "I shouldn't have pushed you so hard." He watched as her eyelashes shivered slightly and a little moistness appeared in the corner of her beautiful eyes. He knew that she felt these things, but he also knew that she was the one in a position of great power. He was in her power. The whole incident with her paws and his 'punishment' had reinforced this idea firmly. She could do anything to him and he couldn't stop her. The thought was dizzying.

Realizing that now wasn't the time to analyze these thoughts any further, Brian buried them as deeply as he could. "It's not a problem, but I really could use that water if it's for me?" He held up both his hands, trying to appear suppliant.

"Of course it's for you, silly," Janza teased, lowering her paw until he could reach the glass. In her hand, it was a thimble. In his, it was a pitcher. Nonetheless, he gulped at the water appreciatively. It was chilled and deliciously refreshing. It washed away his previous negative thoughts and held at bay the feelings that he had been drowning in. There was a simple pleasure to cold water after a long jog.

After the first gulp, he forced himself to sip at the water. Janza had grabbed her own glass of water and moved to one of the benches. She sat leisurely sipping at it. Brian glanced around, noticing that it had to be noon by the way the sun hung overhead. At least, that was if the planet's sun had a similar time pattern to Earth. He decided it had to be a fair assumption, judging by other similarities.

"Hey Janza," he called out while slowly walking to a bench near the one she sat on. "Where is everybody? The beach and bar are both empty...?"

She nodded, "It's the off-season here. We're about to enter the cold period on Tor. So no one comes this far out to visit the beach. That's also why the beach bar is closed too. Why have it open when there are so few visitors?"

"Oh, guess that makes sense. It just feels so nice out here right now."

The bear nodded, "It does. It's a beautiful day, but this weather won't last, trust me. In a day or two, the cold will begin to set in. For all our technology, we still let the seasons happen naturally."

"Let the seasons happen," Brian repeated incredulously, looking up at her. "You mean that you could prevent them from happening?"

Janza gave a short bark of laughter before looking down at him with mirth, "If it were up to me, then yes, we would prevent them from happening. I am not a fan of the winter months. I sleep more than I should and I'm less active. Sadly, I am not in a position to mess with the seasons. With all the plants that grow seasonally, we decided a long time ago to let things happen naturally." She paused, "Well, somewhat naturally. We still dabble to make sure there aren't any severe seasons, just mild ones. It's amazing how much damage an especially cold winter can do to the plant life. So we try to prevent those."

"Ah," Brian trailed off. They could control the seasons. No, he mentally corrected himself, they did control the seasons. That sounded downright amazing, but also somewhat depressing at the same time. One part of him wanted to speak with someone who could explain how they accomplished all that while another part of him felt like it was wrong to take away those unruly snow storms and hurricanes that he had experienced. There was something pristine in those natural furies that shouldn't be interfered with.

Before Brian could ask where they controlled the seasons from, Janza stiffened noticeably. "Brian, we should get going. Right now." She spoke in a controlled voice, but something in her tone told him to comply without question.

"What about the cup," he asked while standing.

"Leave it," she directed him. Her eyes were staring hard in the direction of the hut, but Brian couldn't see anything over there. He suddenly wondered if they were in some kind of danger. He quickly set the pitcher down on the bench, noticing briefly that Janza had done the same with her glass.

Janza was already standing when a figure materialized from the side of the beach bar. Brian's whole body froze as the figure casually leaned against one of the corner poles of the beach bar.

"Heya, Jan. How're things," the figure asked.

"Lauress," Janza slid her entire leg in front of Brian, blocking him from the other speaker. He had only gotten a glimpse of a shadow, but one that didn't seem all that daunting compared to his sponsor. In fact, if he were to take a guess, it could only have been around fifteen feet tall. "I'm doing quite well. What're you doing out here?"

"Eh, I came out to close up the bar before the cold set in. But I could ask you the same question." There was a curiosity to the feminine voice that Brian could easily identify. Unlike Janza's voice, this one was a little higher in pitch and there was a lot less timbre to it. Brian also felt like the voice was a little more "sugar-y" somehow, but he couldn't pin down why that was just yet.

"Just came out to enjoy a rare warm day on the beach. You know how it goes."

"Yeah, I know what'cha mean. It's a pretty nice day out."

"Yes, it is." The reply was automatic and didn't have any real emotion to it. Brian couldn't figure out why Janza was hiding him from this other woman, but he wasn't going to question her reasoning just yet. There was more going on her than he understood, that much was certain.

"Say, Jan, I heard a little rumor. Someone mentioned you were gonna get yourself another little delight to take care of. Is that true?"

Brian wasn't exactly a master of the games that women played, though he was aware that they played them. In fact, he had witnessed some of the girls at his school play their societal mind games on each other and some of the guys at the school. He was lucky that he had never been the target of such chicanery. Or at least, he didn't think he had been. Nonetheless, in this moment he was certain that the other female knew he was here.

Janza's voice didn't hold an ounce of strain in it when she replied, "Why, Lauress, who would tell you that? You should know better than to listen to gossip, dear. We're here to be sponsors whenever we're needed, not when we want to be."

"Oh, Janza, don't I know it. I normally wouldn't even consider a little story like that true..." The voice trailed off playfully. Brian leaned against the back of Janza's foot, trying to stay quiet and hear everything. "Except that there's a tiny cup missing from behind the bar. You wouldn't happen to know anything 'bout that, would you?"

"Oh dear, why would someone steal one of those cups? Are you sure it hasn't just fallen down or it was misplaced?"

"I guess I hadn't thought of that," the other voice replied, but there was an undertone that Brian had heard before with some of the girls at school. It generally meant something like they didn't care to know what was being talked about, as they were focused on something else. Generally, he heard that tone when he tried to help them in class without giving them the answers. "Let me check real quick...oh wait, there it is! Right on that bench near you, Jan."

Through the flesh and fur, Brian felt the air go out of Janza all at once. He couldn't see it, but he was somehow certain that her shoulders had slumped. "Why do you want to meet him so badly, Lauress," Janza asked softly.

The reply was gentle, "I know the rules just as well as you, Jan. Can't a pretty gal meet a nice fella from another universe?"

All at once, the supporting foot was gone and Brian staggered forward. His arms pin wheeled for a few moments before he fell forward onto his hands and knees. He quickly glanced up to see the other woman.

Two emerald green eyes met his, wide and somewhat exotic. Behind those green eyes was a cascading flow of fiery red hair that blew lightly in the sea breeze. Poking out of her hair were two rounded ears, both twitching forward slightly as she kneeled down next to him. If he was standing, he was sure he would only come up to her waist, perhaps lower.

"Heya, fella. I'm Lauress. What's your name?" Her hand was extended. He reached up to grab it and felt her fingers wrap around his wrist. She helped him up slowly and carefully.

"I'm Brian. It's very nice to meet you."

She closed her eyes in a natural smile before she asked, "Want to mate with me? I'd love to have your seed inside me. Maybe even taste it. Or both if your kind can manage that in a short amount of time?" She uttered a 'coo' sound, "Oh, can you? I have to know! Can you?"

Brian stood there, dumbfounded, as one of her hands slipped around to his waist while the other moved behind his head. Her fingers began to brush through his hair as she pulled his body closer. "I want to orgasm with you, Brian," she began to moan. "Please?" She drew out the last syllable in a lusty squeak.

He backed away from her, almost involuntarily, his mouth dry and words gone. The mouse gal released him gently and gazed at him with an intensity that he didn't recognize. There was a hunger in her eyes and it somewhat frightened him. This was a whole different kind of attitude from what Janza had demonstrated.

Lauress struck a pose, one hand on her hip while casually leaning slightly back. She wore a pair of skintight pants that reminded Brian of yoga pants from back home. They were black and finely detailed the mouse's long and slender legs. Her top was a similar red to her hair, a contrast to her light tan fur. The shirt, if it could be called that, didn't even reach her shoulders, but bared her upper body plain as day. The entire front of it had wide cuts in it, like slashes, that showed a very lean and fit body under the outfit. As she shifted her weight from one leg to the other, the strips of fabric loosened and shifted before tightening again, showing Brian most of her form underneath, save for two small breasts, which were safe from any moving cloth.

The human boy licked his lips and realized that Lauress wasn't the only one waiting for his response, but Janza also seemed to be waiting to see what he would say. He wasn't used to being 'wanted' like this. At all, let alone with such forthrightness. Heck, not even the girls back home were this open while he was around them. "I...I am honored," he began quietly. "To meet you, Ms. Lauress..."

The mouse girl giggled and smiled at him, "It's just Lauress, Brian. I'm not sure where you heard 'miss' or whatever in there."

Brian amended his thoughts on titles quickly, "It's nice to meet you, Lauress." He placed his hand over his heart and bowed as a giant eagle had showed him. "And I appreciate your compliment towards me, that I am somehow desirable. I just don't think I'm ready to rush into a mating just yet." Behind the slender mouse and towering far above, he saw a small corner of Janza's mouth quirk upwards in what he believed to be approval.

"Oh, that's not a problem," Lauress said with the same intensity burning in her bright green eyes. "Can I still taste your seed?" Her question was quickly followed by unexpected movement. She took two steps and kneeled down in front of Brian, her right paw reaching around to cup his butt in a rather embarrassing manner. Then, before a word of protest could be uttered by Brian or his sponsor, Lauress slid her legs backwards and shifted her upper body forward until she rested on her left arm. The move brought her chest close to the ground and her nose directly into his groin. An electric jolt traveled up his spine and then back down. "Oh...I can smell it," she whispered. "And you're already stiffening...! Oh please, let me just taste it."

Brian didn't hear any question in her last statement, but a need. Then again, there was a need growing in him too. That soft pressure on his shaft was like a hand stroking him. What's more, he could feel her nose sniffing it. He wondered if 'hyper sexuality' existed on this world too. There were just no other words he could think of to describe the way she was coming on to him than 'nymphomaniac'. And suddenly he wasn't sure if he wanted her too or not. It wasn't that this didn't feel amazing, because it did. It felt like nothing he had ever experienced before. She was right there, lying almost flat to the ground with her legs splayed out behind her. There was no doubt she would give him head right here and now. At the same time, this was all happening so fast that he couldn't get himself to think. His rational mind seemed distant, like there was a wall of cotton between his current thoughts and his ability to think. And worse, he wasn't sure that he wanted to actually think; not when he could throw himself into the abyss of physical pleasure that was pulling him deeper and deeper.

It was when she began to fumble for his button and zippers, her breath coming out hot and heavy that he happened to look away from her red hair moving closer to his dick and up at Janza.

She stood absolutely still, looming over them like some kind of Greek colossus. The ocean breeze blew her hair like some kind of Italian artwork. Her lips were pursed, but she didn't say anything. Then again, Brian realized, she didn't have to. She had said that while he was here, he could whatever he wanted whenever he wanted. If he wanted to let this woman suck him off, she wasn't going to stop them. Except there was something else there too. It was enough to pierce the fog.

He reached down and placed his hands on Lauress' slender, but still broad shoulders. He pushed her back just as he felt her tongue drag itself against the front of his underwear. She hadn't expected the shove and it drove her head downwards, tongue still out. "Thank you, for the offer," Brian managed to get out before zipping his pants back up, ignoring the moistness she had left for him inside. "I don't think I can take you up on it just right now."

And just like that, it was over. She stood up sensually, sliding forward so that her body slid against his as she stood. "I completely understand, Brian," she whispered, her voice still sounding sweet and enticing. "I know we've just met, but I hope to see more of you. I just can't wait to get to know all of you better."

She turned and waved to Janza as she walked back to the bar, "Ta, ta, Jan. It was such a pleasure to see you again. Maybe I'll stop by sometime soon?" Her tail swished back and forth teasingly, accenting a very well-defined rump. Brian stared at it as she stepped back to the beach bar.

Janza watched her go as well. She turned and walked over Brian, her second step soaring over his head to crash down behind him. She didn't slow as she said, "Come on, Brian. Let's go home." There was something tight in her voice, but he didn't have time to ponder it as he jogged after her.