KELLY.TXT A Triad Story - By SwampRat (c) 1989 The Brotherhood Of Pan 1991 The Rashathran Society "What do you mean I'm dead?!?" A creature resembling a bad gorilla suit, sighed. "Sources say Commander Kelly Mahar died during a raid. Photos show a body much like hers." She grinned nastily, wishing she hadn't given up her blaster up so farkin easily. Another sigh. "Perhaps the sources are wrong... This from a mobile block of Granite. Metallic stalks "looked' the creature over. "Send for Lieutenant Gerg.." This was done, while Kelly paced the floor, fuming. The door at the back of the room opened to admit a tall, 4-legged Creature, wearing a long cloak. "You sent for me sirs.. Sarge?" She turned, and hugged him with abandon. Not for the first time, Gerg wished he was born on another year. Kelly was one of the few females he would liked to have lain next to. He bent down, and looked her in the eye. The corners of her mouth went down. "Let me guess.. You painted your tongue purple again." Blue eyes widened. "Kelly! You Are alive!" The mauve appendage slid across one cheek. Gerg grinned, lifted the woman, and his head at the same time. She frowned. "How many times have I told you not to pick me up?" The Mahaakgi pressed his snout against her. "Sarge.. I thought you dead." Kelly pressed her hands against the long ears, careful not to touch the twin glowing knobs between them. Gerg had more than a passing resemblance to a giraffe, except there was no brain in the bony head. Instead, there was an organ which most creatures would kill for. Having no hands, they used the power of magnetics to lift things. Some of the elders could change Gravity in small areas. Also not having fingers, made them enjoy the company of those who did. Especially beings who touched them in certain places.. "Put me down, You old Father-Humper." Red ran down his mottled neck. "Kelly, Kelly, Kelly..." He murmured into her somewhat ample bosom. "Do I have to kiss you?" Kelly plunged toward the ground, coming to rest without even ruffling her skirt. Like all Mahaakgi born during the Time of Change, he was gay. The threat didn't stop him from resting a tan chin on her shoulder. She patted the side of his neck. "Well, where's the rest of the ship-running Sniivers." The Panel squirmed under the heated gaze. "Scattered. For security reasons." Kelly snarled. She had a mental picture of shoving sharpened stakes up fat butts, and roasting tails slowly over a roaring fire. "Now, Commander. That is not nice.. Besides, I have no tail to roast off." The pale thing on one end waived a many-fingered hand. Having no face the Sussim used their hands to communicate with those who had little or no Psi abilities. A whisked finger traced a smile of glee so fast even Kelly wasn't sure she saw it.. The Ex-Captain slammed her fist into the desk. "Well, you just un-scatter them then. I go home for a time and get stabbed in the back!" She had her ancestors Irish temper. A thought. "And if you've sold my ship..." A hoof pressed against the furry plume of her uplifted tail. "Kelly, Please.." Instinct. Kelly Mahar looked like a 6-foot tall skunk. Except for the Green eyes, and the streak of red fur, that neatly divided her white stripe, telling the world She was of Human/Furrnaw stock. * * * Man had colonized many worlds. Some already inhabitated. As was usual with those far from home, there were inter-relationships. Not a century ago, Kelly would have been killed, along with her mother, for having a human ancestor.. Even if he was a distant one. He, as there were no women aboard the scout ships. But now such mixes were encouraged. At a little under 6-feet tall, Kelly towered over her 4-foot brethren. The tallest male in history was barely 5-feet, and he was a king. Kelly's people were Backwaterers, Living in the swamps. They welcomed the giants, who had such strength, such knowledge, such lusty passions. Some even joined the Brothers Of The Matrim. Of course, the king took umberance to this. He was trying to discourage the Matrim. By lopping off member's heads. Besides, he didn't have any alien skulls adorning his Battle Tower. The ensuing battle, was glorious, and bloody. Especially after the Men found the Furrnaw could mate with a tree, and produce offspring. Children... The Matrim already had reasons to hate the king. But it took the horrible death of a female to convince the Humans.. A Scouting party found the couple. The man was holding his wife. Dried blood on his legs, and the shattered look told them what he couldn't. Somebody, most thought a Duke who disliked the newcomers immensely, and was not above such acts of barbarism, had cut her open, spiking the part-man, part skunk to a tree. It was a young male, close to being born. He looked like any other Furrnaw, except his stripe was bright red, and his genitals were larger than normal. These had been cut off, and shoved under the mother's tail. It was a ward. In times of famine, when offspring were out of the question, they performed the same mating rituals as the Brothers. To them, it was a natural way to keep the population down.. Besides being extremely enjoyable. The ward meant there would be as many deaths as if there were a famine. And there was.. After razing the castle to the ground. After killing everyone even remotely connected with the horrendous deed. And the Furrnaw found out the other males do grieve for friends. Do care for their children, no matter whose, or if the mother had a bit much hair. The grieving husband was one of the first to die.. But his name was now a legend. Another King saw profits in such relationships, and cultivated them to the best his shrewdness was able. It helped to have a son high in the Matrim. It also helped that he was of Backwater stock. Kings were made, not born. More of a political title, than a noble one. So when the Commonwealth came to check-up on their miscreants, They found a thriving colony of mixed beings already in place. With lots of exports ready to ship. One of those was the female who snarled in front of them.. "They didn't sell your ship, Red-Stripe." The voice came as close to a cold wind coming off a graveyard in the dead of night as was chillingly possible. "It got - Lost - In paperwork.." A robed figure came forward, stopped just behind Gerg. Only that one and the Mahaakgi knew that a gloved hand wasn't stroking the inside of a patterned thigh, preferring to fondle the white testicle sack. He kept a straight face. But if that finger twirled along his sheath one more time... The hand moved to his leg. Whew! A tap. Another. "Kindred Spirits Always Know Each Other." In Ship-Code. Kelly watched the two, knowing something was going on under the long blanket that served as clothing to the tall being. "I can not read it." This from the Sussim. "It doesn't surprise me.. Greetings Commander." Kelly took the gloved hand in a hard press, knowing what lay under the fake skin. The cowl was tossed back. A blue eye looked into her green ones. Nothing could be read in that orb. And the face was just as expressionless. Of course, since most of it was flesh-colored Plastisteel, not much would be shown. Even the scars were synthesized. From real ones, if rumors be true.. She grabbed his crotch, found armor. "Still the same Kelly." She allowed him to press cold lips to her forehead. "So, Shadow. How is it you come to this place?" Arms that could bend hullsteel picked her up. "You have grown a bit. Motherhood does you well." Nothing escaped that eyepatch. "Quit hedging, Robot. Why are you here, and not out terrorizing some sector of Space?" Not even a twinge... Damn! "To see a ghost. To watch flat-butts sweat." A Spacer term. "My child does well. Is in school." At one year of age, Furrnaw were ready to take their place beside their parents. Furrnath was not a nice world. "You have been gone long. A few things have changed. Some I wish were not so. Taman is bound." Left Space... A fate worse than death. She nodded, hugged the metal body, and sighed. A mutual friend, he would be missed. She slid down, and again stood before the Council. "FarCom Shadow. Will you vouch that this being is Commander Kelly Mahar, a resident of Commonwealth World Furrnath?" Fingers were tickling the underside of her tail. A human doing this would have been slapped. Anybody else would have been castrated. All the Reaver got was a flick of the furred appendage. "I do not vouch anything. I can only say this being is of Furrnath, Resembles The Commander, and would gladly kill the entire Compact, if she could profit from it.. As would I." Kelly would have tweaked his nose, except it would probably come off in her paw. "Same Old Bastard..." A squeak. "When isn't he? Sgt.Ihkts, Sgt. Mhkts, Reporting for duty, Captain." Space Rats, literally. ChairEntity Ea'ojhi sighed. "And how many more did you bring, Brigade Commander?" The being shrugged. "As many as wanted to come." The rest stood quietly beside the door, flanked by twin steel pillars. At 3 meters tall, very few creatures could look a BattleDroid in the eye. Few wanted to. They stepped up beside Shadow. As one they said, "Salutations Commander Kelly." The Sussim gleefully acknowledged the androids. His race too, had been subjugated for being different. The trans beeped. "Good Enough For Me." The colony creatures known as HaVdikfLen (They came from a set of planets, interchangeable down to body parts..) agreed. "Our information seems premature.. Welcome Commander." Kelly huffed. "It's about time..' She turned to the being next to her. "My ship is.. " Shadow spread his hands. "Someplace Safe." 'Yeah,' She though, 'Safe and ready to be sold if I turned out to be dead after all..' Kelly grinned to herself. 'Just what I would have done.' She signed the papers that the ChairEntity gave to her, and gathering up her crew, left. Flanked by BattleDroids, And a half-machine whose name meant death.. They walked quietly to the hold, where she was given back her weapons. New I.D. Chits were also handed to her. In the SpacePlatform stood a ship that made even her shudder. The DarkRaven Was not something one wanted inside a station. The Nion drive alone could rip a planet apart. Anti-Matter pods sat on either side. Null-guns glowed weirdly.. There, but not there. They shot streams of Neutrons. Once the beams touched Positive Matter they canceled it out.. Violently. At the molecular level. Capable of destroying entire systems, it was rumored this was but one of many strange ships.. Kelly didn't want to think about it. She turned the corner.. And gasped. There, with a new skin, was her beloved Harr's Keep. She turned to the creature beside her. "I thought you said it was someplace safe.." A grin. 'What is safer than under one's nose? Unless it is.." She slapped the armored butt. "Don't say it!" He chuckled. Saluted the Commander. Then lifted her, and gave her a real Kiss. She snarled, but returned it.. He did the same to Gerg. Then the 'Droids vanished into their wagon of destruction. Kelly pressed her palm to the lock. 'Unauthorized Access..' What? She turned and shook her fist at the black ship. Her tail brushed the lockplate.. It clicked. She shook it harder.. Bastard Machine! "Greetings Commander. Sorry for the 'Personalized' lock, but I wanted to make sure that only a Furrnathian would be able to gain entrance." Kelly shook her head. It made sense.. * * * She shooed the rest of the creatures in, and looked at what had been done.. Some new toys had been installed. She liked it.. Sat in her chair. Jumped a mile when the dildo poked her in a very personal place. The screen came on. "I see you found my surprise.." The plastiform toy hit the screen. A chuckle.. "Now, Kelly. I had to return the favor of the holographic tape you sent along with my orders.." She had to grin. Practical jokes were a great way of easing tension.. And Shadow was a very worthy opponent. Even if he did lean towards Physical Humor.. She opened her packet, half expecting to find a horny Marrean Octopenoid. Felt somewhat disappointed when all that fell out were orders.. "I have one more surprise for you. Although you may not like it as much.." The door behind her opened. "Hello, Kelly.." The Furrnan Eyes went wide. She spun the chair around. "Mack?" Flung herself on the Human.. The Father of her only child. Covered him with kisses. "Perhaps we should break the ComLine, before the entire station sees something they shouldn't.." Kelly growled. But, lifted herself off the startled man. "You dare.." She wagged a finger at the robed creature. "I will personally come over there, and unscrew your cock!" Another dry chuckle.. "I do not think it will fit him.." She stuck her tongue out at the metal being. A hand stroked her shoulder. She turned and looked at the male who was her husband. "I told you when you left, I would not stand in your way.." Kelly closed her eyes... How blind she had been, how stupid. "Try not to think of me too kindly.. And try not to let this get around. I have a reputation to uphold.." Kelly vowed to kill that bastard.. But only after siccing a shipful of Sex-crazed Pleasure Droids on him. The ComLine beeped, then went silent. Mack Mahar, as he had taken Her Family name, stood, looking at his wife. The Space Rats quickly got everybody off the bridge, and locked the door. Gerg took all calls on behalf of his Commander. Kelly cried. Then kissed the human. Then cried again. She wanted to rape him, To smack him, To Kick her own butt clear to Samps Puddle. The paws held tightly to the 4-fingered hand. He had lost one to a Swakk, saving some of her kin. Yes, he was real, not a replocate.. She looked into his eyes. "How.." He smiled, and sat in the vacated chair. Even though the Bars were no longer on the collar, once a Space Captain, Always a Space Captain. He opened up a bag which held some very strong liqueur, and a single blue flower. Kelly cried anew at the Shana. Flowers attuned to their owners, the Shana changed color with the feelings they received. Blue was the color of love, The brighter the hue, the stronger the emotion. This one shone with a light of it's own. Went to indigo as Kelly picked it up. Mack had given one of them to her the day he proposed to her Father. Only if the Father approves, does the male get to talk to his daughter about mating-for-life. Harr had taken one look at the Shana, and slapped the human on the back. "Welcome to the Clan Mahar, Son." The Com beeped, telling all ships that DarkRaven Was leaving. The Furrnathian mentally made a note to thank that robot, Personally! The Quar was sweet, and good. She took a swig, and handed the bottle back. "How, Where, Who.." A grin. "When I left you, I wandered. Space Tramps always need Captains.." She grimaced. "Then I got into a scrape at Cawown.. There I met a dark-robed man named Shadow." Kelly choked, gasped. Coughed. Wherever that Bastard was, Trouble followed.. "What kind of scrape?" Mack pursed his lips. Kelly kissed them. "You can tell me anything.." Mack grimaced. "I got a load of sealed pods.. and got curious. At Port2, I opened one of them." He looked like he had smelled something rotten. Kelly didn't have to ask what was inside. Slaves.. Even in this day, and age, Cheap Labor was in demand. And if one could make money at it, certain beings would traffic in it.. "They were headed for the PleasurePits.." Kelly watched him drain the last of the bottle. Not just slaves then. Creatures to be used for the pleasure of others.. In any way Credits could purchase. She shuddered. "Naturally I refused to turn them over.. Called in the Port Guard. Who turned out to be on the Payroll.. I would have been in one of those pits, except for Shadow. I was fending them off as best I could, when there came a commotion. This creature, clad in steel was strolling through them.. 2 more taller than even it was walked through with weapons that belonged on BattleWagons.." He shuddered. "They were creating enough carnage to classify as a massacre.. But, I was very glad to see them." The DarkRaven came over, yanked everything up in a tractor beam, and took off. Kelly made another mental note.. Damn! She hated to be in debt to anybody. Especially Robots who shrug off certain things, and make you pay with your fur for others.. He would not let her live this one down for some time to come. It didn't matter. If he wanted to watch her lay with a Matrim Brother, she would.. And grinned, 'I am drunk.' So was Mack. Together, they slept. One of the bigger crew members lifted them up, and put them to bed. Gerg, and Rajx took over, setting the course for the new ship. A milk run.. For once. But, Even as they continued on, long fingers were reaching for Mack.. He had cost someone Dearly. But Then again, Shadow was adroit at removing digits.. And Other appendages. * * * Kelly felt human lips on hers for the first time in ages. Her eyes opened to take in the sight of her husband sleeping. He pulled her closer, snuggled his chin into her head, and tickled her ears with his beard. She grinned, feeling his morning erection rub against her belly.. Just like when they were first mated. Grasping the maleness, Kelly lapped on a hard nipple. A groan.. The Furrnawn squirmed, stroking the man with her furred body. A hand squeezed her ass.. Damn, But that felt good! "I love you.." He sneezed. They both lay there a moment, then broke out laughing. Brown orbs stared into her green ones. He sneezed again.. Kelly shook her head. Trust her to marry a male who was allergic to fur.. "I am going to take a shower. Wanna join me?" Her tail swished, bouncing her butt saucily, as she walked. The mammal looked over her shoulder.. The man's cock was swelled, tip purple. She licked her black lips slowly. Mack gritted his teeth, took a step.. And rolled onto the carpet, a sneeze flipping him head-over-tea kettle. Kelly laughed until her sides ached. Then she went over to the medivac, and pulled out an air-shot. 'Haven't been taking your medication.." He grinned sadly. "Haven't needed to.." That brought a twinge. Mack was only allergic to Furrnaw hair. He accepted the medication, waited a moment for it to take effect, then scooped his wife up. Rubbed the seeping tip of his engorged maleness between her legs. Kelly growled, pulling it upward. "You mentioned a shower.." Another growl.. Then rubbed the swelling balls, crossing her legs over his butt. Lapped at the pre-cum dribbling out the piss-slit. "So I did.." It was the man's turn to grimace. And so entwined, they walked into the wide stall. * * * The 'skunk' let go of her throbbing handle, stood, and fiddled with the shower controls. The man closed the door, and rubbed his maleness against the hollow of her back. "Well, Kelly. Shall we..." The Furrnaw shoved her husband against the wall, and grabbed his nuts. Fondled them roughly. She grinned, sank her teeth into his cock, not too hard.. He growled, bending to maul her tits. Furrnath fore-play tended to get rough.. The mammal opened her mouth, sucking on the penis, lapping at the flaired head. A stream of warm water hit her in the back. Kelly grunted, as a finger made it's way along the fur on her side.. 'Not so fast..' Slim fingers wrapped themselves around the huge dick. Pulled it out of her mouth, with a *Pop*. "You just lay back, and relax.. I want to enjoy having a human cock in my paws again.." She slurped the man-meat down, grabbing the muscular butt, as her husband lay back, rubbing the tipped ears. She growled, bobbing her muzzle on him. Shoved her nose into the male-scented thatch of hair. Took deep breaths, inhaling the male musk. Nibbled on the fat tip, tongue playing with the piss-slit. Bit into the thick cock-stalk root. Rubbed herself against a hairy leg. Kelly frigged the penis rapidly, nursing with urgency.. Mack groaned, cum spewing over the busy tongue. Which stopped, letting the slimy nuggets slither across it. With a whimper, the animal swallowed him to the hilt, throat muscles milking more ejaculate out of the human. Her head swam with the scent.. The taste.. The feeling... Muscles moved under her paws as she stroked the scarred ass. Rubbed the many love-bites. Waited until the balls under her chin gave forth nothing more. She swallowed, grinning as Mack yelped. Then let the maleness slide out, wet and still hard. "Now, It's my turn.." Her husband gently combed the silky fur with strong fingers. "Where do you wish it first?" Kelly looked over her shoulder at the male. "First? I do have a ship to run.." The thick tip pressed itself against the inside of a thigh. 'To hell with duty.' It was slippery enough.. The striped tail flicked up. "You decide, Love.." So he did.. Mack grabbed her, and tossed the lithe female up. Kelly yelped, was caught, slammed into the wall. Sex too, was sometimes rough on Furrnath. Up to the hilt, it slithered. Kelly dug her hind claws into the tough skin on the man's legs. Chucked her husband under his chin with a plume of hair. He nibbled on it. A finger made it's way up the other passage.. Aaaaa! She turned her head, no longer sure which organ was in which hole. Neither was Mack. "Who gave you that liquor?" Sluggishly the answer came. "Capt. Shadow.." Dreamdust.. The sunofabitch spiked the punch! The cock moved in her so wonderfully slow. Orgasms lasted ages.. Mack groaned. Then reality twanged. A full 4 hours had gone by. Both of them lay on the bed. Kelly didn't even remember getting out of the shower.. She grinned. She Was Going To Get That BAST.. Mack nibbled on her ear. "Captain, Orbit around Asjkg. Do you want a secondary call?" She sighed. A hard maleness slid up the furry thigh. She grasped it. "No, I'll be there in a few.." She turned. Got a full kiss. "Be good, or I'll sick Gerg on you.." The man grinned, "Promise?" Mack was a Matrim member as well.. She thought about it. Then slapped the scarred ass. "Come on, we have work to do.." The trip was routine, as was the next. Mack and Kelly made up for lost time.. She grinned, squirming in the human's lap. Teasing him was almost as much fun as teasing a certain robot.. Rubbed his nose. Kissed it. Got one in return. The crew chuckled, fondling each other in a familiar way. Most had been with the pair since Kelly was a Sergeant in the Triad FarScout Battalion. Many had been in bed with her, just to hold her when the time came.. Now, Mack was back. And all was well on Harr's Keep. Too bad it didn't stay that way... The third mission was to a fringe world. Nothing serious about that. Except, Triad law was lax there. Lots of pirates did their business on the Fringe. And Somebody still wanted Mack in a cell.. Preferably chained next to a Hungry Slime-Worm. So it was no surprise that little bar they happened to be in, suddenly broke out in one Hell of a fight. And Kelly, being a few drinks Past tipsy, jumped in the middle of it.. Especially when somebody made a few references to somebody who Might have looked like her cleaning out Brothels. With it's tongue.. "Run!" The Furrnaw snarled to her mate, sinking her teeth into a cock. The creature yelped, letting her go. Kelly gave it a lick.. Then kicked the fat nut-sack. She winced.. Hated to waste such a good piece of maleness.. Even if it was attached to a Slaver. Mack grinned, tossed somebody into the crowd, not in the least bit jealous of his wife's actions. All the Females on Furrnaw loved cock.. Some of the males too. It kept the birth-rate up.. A chair hit him. The human went down. As did the female.. Hands took them. Then Kelly knew no more. * * * Kelly came to in a room. Chained.. Shit! Her head hurt, and she felt ashamed.. "Ran into that one like a half-day old cub..." Something came into her blurry vision. "That you did, my dear." Wha? A familiar chuckle. "You Son-Of-A-Mutated Plant-Fucking.." The black robe chuckled again. "Same old Kelly.." She rattled her chains. Cold lips pressed against her forehead. "If I remove the fetters, do you promise, By that wonderfully talented tongue.." Kelly growled, ".. That you will not attack me?" The Furrnaw pulled harder.. A horse-cock slid up her back. "I could always let him have you.." Kelly wanted to maim the bastard. The maleness was pressed into her paw. Fingers curled around it, feeling the weight expertly. How fertile.. How many children.. How much pleasure.. "Damnit!" The Sand-Centaur stallion behind her whinnied. It's maleness now slid between her ears.. She watched the expanse appear above. Rubbed the swelling testicles with the back of her head.. "Alright.. You win." Another chuckle. "That's better.." The manacles vanished.. A hologram! She Would Take Him Apart!! But First.. The Penis swayed within reach.. And Vanished too! "Once a Fool, Always a Fool.." She jumped at the male, determined to either kill him, or Rape him. He, too, was thin air.. Or was he? Hands held her from behind. Kelly felt a familiar plasti-steel mouth press against an ear. "You are promised to another.." Shit! The Bastard got her all horny.. Then pulled an Ethics trip on her. "Since when has that stopped you, Steel-Balls?" She wriggled her tail into his crotch. "I can only give this.." Orgasms exploded along Kelly's nervous system, as the being used pressure points on the squirming animal to drive her insane with lust. She gasped, licked the shiny hand.. Which turned to flesh! A cock slid in deeply, making her toes curl.. Since when did Shadow wear Mack's scent.. The male grunted, nuts being cradled by a tail-tip.. He sneezed. Oh, Shit! A distant chuckle. "Twice, I have found him. Twice I return Him. 3 times, and he's mine.." The Bastard's been on Furrnath! A female may only lose a male twice, then he's fair game.. "You Can't have.. *Mmmpf*" Mack ground his hips into her's. "Shut-up, and Fuck me.. Ouch!" He jumped, as a needled stabbed him on his ass. Kelly stroked the flesh. "You Are allergic to Furrnaw hair.." This time the human cussed the creature out.. A chuckle. "I shall leave you two alone for a while. Try not to be too noisy.." Mmmm.. The Furrnathian shoved herself up to meet her husband's plunging hips. And again. A third time their groins met. Locked. With a gasp, Mack spurted semen into his minx of a wife.. Kelly nibbled on a tit, grunting. They lay together, then got up, and left the cargo hold. A robed figure sat in a chair, watching a screen. "Have you two ever thought about making holovids?" It was too much.. Kelly sat on the floor, as Mack laughed. A gloved hand waived at a pair of outfits. "As much as I like looking at nude bodies, they tend to be distracting.. And it's not getting any warmer." A nippy wind ruffled the dark fur. The man put on his suit, and turned on the LSS. Kelly did likewise. "Now, how the hell did you.." "Simple. Friends watched you being taken from a certain bar on a certain planet.. They followed, and notified me when you came to rest.." A grin as a door opened. "Captain, Kelly, Captain Mack, Meet Mr. Ddskhij. He's a slaver.. Or rather Was a slaver." The figure didn't move.. "He and his crew are in Mind-Box's." Kelly shuddered. Shadow played Very Rough. A mind-box was a brain wave transponder. It put those inside through Very lifelike scenarios.. A Master Box could both send And record the feelings of the inhabitants.. Storing them on tiny reels of tape. Such tapes were highly illegal, since beings have been known to Die from their mental ordeals.. The body twitched inside the frame. She didn't want to know what the eyes stared at.. The female shuddered. Another door opened. "You will be more comfortable in a suite. I promise nothing more exotic than tickle-carpet.." Tickle carpet was a semi-sentient lifeform who existed to touch, and be touched.. It would be like lying on a grassy hill, with every blade striving to caress your body. It was called tickle carpet because it was impossible to stand on with bare feet. Or much bare skin, for that matter.. "You don't have go through any.. *Ouch!*" Kelly kicked her husband's shin. "No bother.. since this ship belongs to the aforementioned Mr. Ddskhhij. And I do not think he will mind it if I give you the Captain's cabin.." A low moan came from a half dozen similar cabinets.. "Hmmm. Oh, yes. This is where the swamp monster chases them.. Better add a touch more horniness.. That's better." He got up abruptly, and swept the pair through the open hatch. "We have 3 days to Rennit.. I intend to get quite a few tapes recorded. Perhaps one with you, Commander." Kelly again stuck her tongue out. Then grinned and shoved her butt at the robot. "Do as you feel.." Mack felt a tug on his hand and he barely had time to nod at Shadow before his wife pulled him inside. The door clanked shut. Long pink tendrils swayed at their presence. Kelly was already undressing, and stowing the suit in a closet. She giggled as 'fingers' combed her lower leg fur. She knelt, and gasped, thighs being kneaded by hundreds of appendages. Mack too was now nude and crossed his legs in front of him. Slim fingers vied with pink ones for the erection that bobbed in the man's crotch. Kelly licked on the tip, then yelped as the carpet hunched against her, fondling everything between knees and mid-section. "Kelly, look.." The Furrnaw sat in her mate's lap, the lifeform reluctantly letting go. A screen lit, showing the same man who had been in the cabinet. He stood, chained and sweating by torchlight. In walked Kelly, with a leather garment on. Slit wide at the crotch, and cut so her nipples were free. Red it was, with lifts that shoved her black tits out and up. Kelly felt a hand fondle one of the four.. "Bastard!" the figure spat. "So, you thought to steal from Mistress Sofie.." She snapped her fingers. A huge monster of fur appeared in the door. She stifled a giggle.. Mack's hairy face had a muzzle attached to it. A hand bent down to stroke the thick cock.. Which looked very much like the one Kelly was even now sliding her palm upon. Except it was as big as her arm.. "Frem.. Pleasure me. Show this one the penalty for daring to come unbidden to my castle." The animal growled low. Hairy knuckles scraped the ground as it walked over to the terrified man. A tongue slid across one cheek. Then it moved behind the man, and thrust one hand into a grease pot. It slopped this between the clenched ass-cheeks. The being growled, and lifted it's cock, shoving it into the morass. It snarled, paw torturing a tit. The female was playing with herself, eyes watching the feelings wash over the human's face. Kelly shuddered, her lover's penis finding the same orifice in her, displacing the curling fingers with one much larger.. Of course the others still moved along and between her thighs, as well as Mack's. The hand stopped tweaking the fleshy knobs and pulled on the smallish dick. It shoved forward, and the male shrieked.. Kelly did some shrieking herself, when Mack shoved her forward, and nibbling on an ear, buggered her with abandon. The carpet lost a few meters of skin, but gained four breasts. These were tugged, pulled upon as the tendrils again tried to make maximum contact with the wriggling beings. The skunk-like female shook, as she watched her counterpart walk over to the man who had taken half of the log-like cock on his ass. The female leapt on top of him, wrapped her hips around his head. The monster lapped on a tit. "Continue, Frem.." The monster grunted, starting to hump the man, as it's clawed hands roamed his body. Then Kelly's vision went as something found her hot-spot. She whooped, orgasm making her shudder. Another shudder as warm cum spurted into her bowels. They lay on the carpet for a time, as it engulfed them in movement. Mack finally untangled himself and rescued his wife. They went into the shower, only to find the carpet already there. It caressed their wet bodies, getting them clean and very horny at the same time.. 3 days of this? Oh, Shit! A howl made them turn to the vidscreen. The monster was eagerly lapping on the human's balls, which were being stretched between two fingers. The man was lying on top of the male, it's cock sticking up between his legs. The Furrnaw was sucking on both swollen peni, letting one pop out of her mouth, and going after the other. Frem nibbled whichever wasn't already in use. Another guttural sound came out of the human as semen spouted up. The Mistress bit into the purple flesh, swallowing it with relish. A groan as the other geyser went off, and the Furrnaw gobbled that up as well. The man's head lolled. "Hmmmpf. Has the staying power of a mouse.." The Mistress caressed the heaving stomach. Then walked out of the chamber. It clanked shut. "We shall return later.. His punishment has just begun.." Kelly growled around her own mouthful. She had watched the last few minutes upside down, as her mate was even now nibbling on her belly. Her fingers found the puckered anus and slipped inside. A larger digit bumped blindly against her tonsils. She sucked on it, shoving her nose into the thatch of man-musk scented hair. Sleep over took the animal. She nuzzled her husband one more time, as the carpet stroked them both. Mack too, closed his eyes, lulled by the motions of the creature under them.. A dark figure chuckled, sliding a control, dimming the lights. What next? Ah, yes. The SnowBears of Hygrad 6.. They would do quite nicely. The stump of a wrist was once again coupled to the board. And another nightmare started for the males inside the Mind-Boxes.. Well, almost all. Shadow watched the lizard pant with lust as 4 white arms engulfed it, pulling it's head down to the thick red penis jutting out of the thick fur. It gasped, as another pulled it's tail up, fat cock-head searching the anal slit. He chuckled as it mumbled, "Well worth the money, Well worth the money.." Then the forked tongue slid around the shiny maleness, and it's mouth was too full for speech. The things that beings will pay to do.. The End.. Perhaps.