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"Catchpule Station: Incoming Transmissions"
   by Horatio Wolf


Vanticar walked down the long hallways of Catchpule station. He
grumbled to himself as he passed another window. Space glistened
and the small blue planet below shone brightly amongst the stars.
The Sun was on the other side of the station, which suited
Vanticar just fine, his quarters were on this side of the
station, and he had no desire to wake up with the sun in his
eyes. It reminded him too much of the cat wars. It had been two
years since a treaty between the Canutan Alliance and the Felanus
Empire had ended the war. Vanticar had fought in those wars but
as soon as it was over he had been released.

Vanticar was a pure-bred Wolf, war was in his blood. It coursed
through his veins and pulled at the power of his rippling
muscles. He had the scars to show it and Vanticar knew he could
never escape their meaning; he was a warrior. Once the war was
over he had traveled as a bounty hunter, but that wasn't as
exciting as humans believed. Eventually he had settled down here,
the security chief for the Catchpule station. It was a civilian
run station, but on the outskirts of known space, there was
rarely a dull moment.

Vanticor flipped to another page of a report. There was nothing
of interest in it and he was glad that work was finally over. The
pistol at his hip was getting heavy, as it did from long days
spent sitting in a chair. Usually he got a chance to draw it
every day, if nothing else but to empty a clip into a training
dummy. It was just one of those days where you couldn't get off
your tail, not even for a moment; which reminded him, his tail
was killing him.

Vanticor growled softly as he rounded a corner and ended up face
first in his door. He reached over and punched in his code. The
door slipped open. The lights were off, and the large room was
completely dark except for a large bay window which displayed the
inky darkness of space and the planet below.

His keen wolf senses activated, he drew in a quick breath and his
brow furled. "Computer, lights." he said slowly. There was
nothing, just cold darkness. His keen senses searched the room,
his nose could smell the enemy, the scent was familiar. His ears
turned quickly as the door behind him closed. The room was
suddenly darker then he ever knew. He drew his pistol and cocked
it in one movement. A small laser sight shot out of the weapon.
It seemed to follow Vanticar's gaze as he his eyes traveled
around the room.

"Which gun are you going to shoot me with, Soldier?"

There was no time for Vanticar to react, his gun flew out of his
hands and clanged noisily on the deck. There was a sudden shock
to the back of his knees as he fell forward unto them. He hit
hard, the body armor protecting him from the shock. The enemy was
suddenly on top of him, it was a female Dalmatian. The female
climbed on top of the helpless wolf before he could do anything,
his arms sprawling to either side. The Female lodged a foot in
Vanticar's belt and forced another knee up against the Wolf's
chest. She balanced herself with a hand on his shoulder and with
her free hand, gripped Vanticar's chin. She pushed his head
backwards and bringing her snout close to his; kissed him. She
prodded Vanticar's mouth with her tongue, their saliva mixing.

In a single breath, the assailant pulled her tongue back and
pushed off Vanticar's strong body. She flew through the air like
only a limber Dalmatian could. She landed sideways on the bed.
"Lights to 50," She said quickly. The room suddenly illuminated
in a dim light as Vanticar fell backwards into the deck.

"Ow. That hurt." he said smiling as he tried to right himself. He
pulled himself up unto his haunches and looked over at his
assailant. She was lying on the bed, laughing hysterically. Her
breasts heaved with every movement of her body, her hair waving
back and forth behind her head. She wore only a very long shirt,
her legs were totally bare and she wasn't wearing anything
beneath.

"Just trying to keep you on your toes, Van." the Dalmatian said,
smiling.

Vanticar smiled at the female he loved. Catherine was a
Dalmatian, and a beautiful one at that. She kept her fur short
and her smell was intoxicating. She was the communications
officer for Catchpule station. Vanticar pulled himself to his
full height and smiled. "Will I be needing Armor then?" he asked
playfully.

Her smile grew, "That depends on whether or not you feel like
safe sex tonight."

Vanticar smiled deviously as he pulled the hardened plastic up
off his chest and allowed it to fall to the floor. He pulled up
his dark blue shirt and tossed it on the floor with the armor.
His chest was rippled with muscles and his dark grey fur was
marred only by a nasty looking scar which ran down his chest.

"Mmmm." Catherine began as she viewed this creature in front of
her, a creature that she knew would soon be inside her. Her hand
reached down to her lips and she rubbed her clit in anticipation.
She grew moist at the feeling.

Vanticar flexed playfully, his muscles made Catherine become even
moister. She smiled deviously and jumped up off the bed. "You've
had a hard day, Van." She said, smiling up at the tall wolf. Her
head only reached his chest, and smiled playfully at her mate.
Vanticar held out his arms in silent submission.

She turned her attention to the beast in front of her and began
to lick at his scar. She worked her way over his body until she
was at his nipple. He smiled and clenched his teeth as her tongue
smoothed over the nerve endings. Her eyes closed, and Vanticar
brushed the hair away from Catherine's ear. He reached down, and
nibbled the tips of the spotted ears. She couldn't resist, she
moaned.

Vanticar, enticed by his lover's sounds, began to lick at her
ears. She couldn't continue her movements; she pressed her head
up against his chest. "But I'm supposed to be pleasuring you,"
she said, her voice half muffled by the Wolf's fur. Vanticar
ignored her pleas, and continued with her ears. She pressed her
body up against his and put one of his legs between hers. Her
love juices were flowing now, and they cascaded down his leg. She
moaned again as Vanticar continued with her ears.

When Catherine decided she wanted to return the favor she reached
her hands down to his belt buckle and undid his pants. The heavy
armor leggings fell quickly to the ground without support.
Vanticar stepped forward and over the fallen armor. Catherine
moved with her mate, her legs still straddled over his. She
stepped back slightly and crouched down so that her face was
level with his crotch.

Vanticar licked his lips in anticipation. He placed his hands on
top of Catherine's head and began to massage her ears. Catherine
moaned again.

"You really know what I love." she said quietly. Vanticar only
nodded. She knew what he liked, and without another moment, she
undid the restraints, and pulled off the armored jockstrap. It
fell to the deck with a loud bang. Vanticar could feel the
release, and his member growing to its full length.

Catherine smiled to herself, and grew even wetter thinking about
it. She didn't give Vanticar a chance to get comfortable. "Let
Cathy kiss it and make it all better." she said as she licked the
pre-cum off his now fully enlarged cock. She began to massage his
balls with one of her hands as she grabbed onto his length with
her other. As she finished lapping at his tip, she slowly kissed
his piece, and closing her eyes, took him into her mouth.

Vanticar muffled a grunt as her tongue and mouth began to massage
him like only a female could. She moved her head slowly,
Vanticar's hands massaging her ears all the while. With each
movement his length moved in and out of Catherine's mouth, her
saliva covered his cock. Her mouth overflowed with a mixture of
her spit and his pre-cum. The mixture ran down her chin and then
down her neck making her fur stick to itself. Catherine moaned,
her voice was barely audible with Vanticar's cock filling her
mouth.

She continued to fondle his balls as she worked him. Vanticar
muffled a second groan as his length grew even more. Catherine
felt her lover suddenly grow tense and she let him go. She stood
slowly and wiped the flowing mixture from her mouth. She wiped it
in her fur making it seem to glisten in the low light.

Vanticar looked at her as if to ask what was wrong. Catherine
only smiled, she stepped back and pulled off the shirt which
covered her body. She tossed the shirt aside and stood a moment
letting the male take her body into full view; her tail swishing
behind her. Vanticar smiled at this. He looked her up and down,
her small body quivered in the low light. Her breasts were large,
but not massive, her stomach was well toned but not muscular. Her
fur was short and supple and her face was wonderfully formed, She
was perfect, at least to Vanticar.

She stepped backwards and fell down unto the bed. "Incoming
transmission." she said smiling.

Vanticar decided to play along, "Who's it for?" he asked as he
stepped up to the bed. His length was still strong and Catherine
moaned with pleasure. Vanticar could see that her juices were
soaking the bed-sheets.

"From Cathy to Van," she began. "Do with me as you will." She
laid her arms wide on the bed and waited for him to take her.

Vanticar smiled and reached out a hand. He ruffled the fur on her
belly and traced her naval. He rounded the hole a few times
before allowing his digits to trace down to her clit. He rubbed
the small nub but he knew where he was going. Slowly, he pushed
two fingers into her pussy.

"Ahhh!" she cried out as he penetrated her. He pulled his fingers
out halfway and then forced them into her again. "Ahhh!" she
cried out again. Vanticar pulled his fingers out. They were
covered in Catherine's honey. Vanticar brought the fingers up to
his muzzle and took a long breath. Her smell was intoxicating. He
wanted to be inside her so bad. His cock, which had partially
receded, now grew back out to full length. He licked his fingers.
She was so sweet, especially when she neared climax. That was the
best time.

Vanticar forced his fingers back into her. This time Catherine
stifled her voice, but threw her head back in pleasure. He pulled
out his fingers and crouched over her so that their faces met.
Vanticar offered his fingers to her. Catherine turned her head
and sucked on the offering. She could taste her honey mixing with
her spit. She swallowed hard and moaned. Vanticar kissed her and
probed her mouth with his tongue. Her breath increased and her
breasts began to heave up and down. Vanticar's cock began to
press against her pussy, and Catherine bit her lip in pure
enjoyment.

Vanticar couldn't ignore her breasts. He pushed his muzzle down
into her cleavage. He found her nipples and began to bite, suck,
and lick them. Catherine moaned out loud as Vanticar continued
his work on her. She began to move her hips, rubbing her pussy
against the head of Vanticar's penis.

"Please." Catherine pleaded between moans. "Take me."

Vanticar reached up and kissed Catherine again, then he stepped
off her, allowing her to spin her body. He stood looking at her
back, it was glazed with sweat now, and Vanticar loved the musk
that Catherine gave off when she was this hot. The Dalmatian
crouched on all fours, and panting hard, reached between her legs
and spread herself to Vanticar's waiting eyes.

"I need your cock in me." Catherine said between breaths. Her
juices were flowing freely down her hand, beads of her honey
covered her fingers and were dripping down unto the already
soaked sheets. Vanticar smiled. He nearly pounced on her as he
shoved his muzzle at her waiting fingers. He flicked his tongue
and it easily slipped through her lips and into her body.
Catherine moaned out loud, she couldn't contain herself.

Vanticar grabbed the Dalmatians tail and began to work his way up
her back. He kept his muzzle close to her back, licking
sporadically trying to take in both her wonderful smell and the
sweat which coated her back. When his member touched against his
mate's lips he knew she was ready. He released her tail and
cupped her breasts in both his hands. He squeezed them slowly and
Catherine gave out a slight cry of pleasure.

At long last, her wish came true. Vanticar speared her, sending
his cock deep into her body. She cried out in pure pleasure, her
head was thrown back in pure enjoyment. Vanticar released one of
the Dalmatians breasts and grabbed unto the throbbing head. He
turned Catherine's face and kissed her. She kissed him back but
soon let him go as she cried out again. Vanticar easily pierced
into the Dalmatians womb, she loved the feel of him that deep
inside her.

"Fuck me." she pleaded. Her body was nearing climax, as was
Vanticar. He began to pump his meat in and out of her body. She
cried out with each intrusion of his length. Her hips moved with
his, matching his pace and moving to meet each thrust. She cried
out again and again with each movement of her hips. "Yes, Yes!"
she cried, "Ahhh!" she screamed. Her body was nearly boiling.
They moved faster, then faster, until the heat was too much.
Together, their bodies tightened and they reached climax.
Vanticar pushed one last time, penetrating deep into his mate's
womb.

The orgasm peaked, their bodies were as one. Vanticar grit his
teeth and stifled a howl as his loins convulsed, sending his seed
deep into the Dalmatian. Catherine cried out with pure ecstasy as
she came. Her walls tightened around Vanticar and began to milk
every last drop of cum from the wolf. Catherine lost her strength
and began to fall. Vanticar caught the movement and rolled so
that they lay side by side on the bead, both drenched in sweat;
their fur was matted and wet with their bodily fluids. Vanticar
came for another few seconds, but after a short time he felt
himself begin to shrink. He eased out of her body. Catherin
caught the move and slowly pulled herself around to face his
shrinking cock. She licked off what was left of the mixture. Both
her juices and his cum tasted sweet in her mouth. After she was
satisfied she snuggled up close to her lover. She smiled as her
head began to stop spinning.

"I love you," Catherine said.

"And I you - forever," Vanticar replied. Catherine smiled with
that, and the two of them drifted off to sleep.

"The Time is 0600 Station Standard." the computer said. Catherine
began to open her eyes. She was alone in her bed. The sheets had
been brought up around her. She searched the room with quiet eyes
and found Vanticar pulling on his body armor. Noticing the
Dalmatian stir, he moved over to the bedside. He smoothed back
her hair and cooed softly.

"I got you the day off." he said in a quiet voice. She smiled,
her eyes drifting away. "Go back to sleep. I'll see you again
tonight." And she fell asleep. Vanticar picked his sidearm up off
the floor and holstered it. Turning towards the door; he left,
allowing his wife to sleep.


                            -- The End --


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