Polar Night (Patreon)

I was freezing at Utqiagvik Airfield, also known as Barrow. Located at the northern side of Alaska, the weather was an icy hell for a boy raised in Southern California. I was trying desperately to keep warm while I waited for the assistant that the Department of Archeology at Port Solei University had sent me. Our plan was to investigate possible signs of "mutations" in the Birnik culture located in a remote sector of the state. In a few days, the Polar Night would begin, a phenomenon where the night would last several weeks, and it would be very difficult to do our work.

"Hey, are you David Patmore?" I turned to see a mutant girl at least 7ft tall, maybe taller, standing there with a smile on her face. Despite all the clothes she was wearing, I could tell that she had a rather curvy figure. She had four arms and I could make out feline features on her face, as well as fine light brown fur. “Nice to meet you, my name Mya Reynolds. I came to assist you with the investigation."

I was impressed. If I was honest, even though I’m a bit ashamed to admit it, I feel a little intimidated and uncomfortable in front of women taller than I am. Which happens quite often since I am a short man. “N-nice to m-meet you Mya," I stuttered a bit. "I would shake your hand, but I think I'm a little f-frozen."

She just laughed sheepishly. “I get it, Port Solei looks like the caldera of a volcano compared to this. I usually overheat there, but here my fur is very useful. Let me help you,” she said as she easily used her two right arms to pull me up. Although I would usually feel a bit humiliated by this, I really needed to be able to stretch again.

"Th-thanks Mya", I said a little more composed. Or at least a little less frozen. "I think it would be good if we could go h-have some breakfast and h-hot coffee."

"Indeed! It really has been several hours since I ate and a big girl like me needs energy."

During breakfast, I got to know her a little better. She was a senior archeology student at PSU, and she was writing her thesis on evidence of mutations in pre-Columbian American cultures, so she was commissioned to assist me in my research.

After eating our fill, we decided to take advantage of the remaining daylight and start the investigation immediately. We took pictures of the archaeological sites and talked to experts in the area. Mya was really quite agile and strong for her size, and she helped me a lot when loading the photography equipment, especially considering that the prevailing cold had me completely frozen stiff.

In the field there were several times when Mya actually carried me up some cliffs to get to higher ground. She was very strong, and even through my embarrassment I had to admit it felt strangely nice. I noticed she was getting quite close to me, too. She kept encroaching on my personal space. I couldn’t complain too much though as her furry body helped keep me warm.

At the end of the day, when we arrived back at the hotel, we found there was an error in the reservation. Instead of two rooms being booked, there was only one single room with a queen size bed. The manager apologized to us and said that if another room became available, she would let us know.

I was a bit intimidated by having to share a room with a girl I barely knew but considering the situation, we didn’t have much of a choice.

"The bed looks comfortable, although as always, a bit small for me," Mya said, arranging the sheets. "But don't worry, this huge mutant beast won't bother you at night."

"As long as you are comfortable, I have no problem," I said before going to the bathroom, where I put on my thick winter pajamas.

When I came out, I was very surprised to see Mya sitting at her desk sorting through her notes. She was wearing very summery pajamas, which were a bit revealing. I could see that a fine fur covered all of her skin. Her breasts were big, and her four arms were very toned. Her tail was long and shaggy and there was a noticeable bulge at her crotch. When she saw me she smiled.

"Sorry I'm not more covered up. It’s just with fur I get hot very quickly," she explained, guessing my thoughts.

Even in a warm bed in a hotel room with heat Alaskan nights were cold. I could hear the wind blowing outside the window and I was still cold under the blankets. I was curled up shivering and trying not to wake Mya who’d fallen asleep quite easily beside me. I couldn’t help scooting a little closer to her, just wanting some of the warmth from her body.

“Damn…” I thought. “I really wish I could hug her right now.”

Suddenly I could feel Mya turning in my direction. Before I could react, I felt how two of her arms gently took me and brought me closer to her chest. I also felt her leg slide over me, including the sensation of her bulge touching my thigh. I didn't know if I should move or not. On the one hand, I thought that if I didn't, Mya might believe that she was taking advantage of the situation, but on the other hand, her warmth felt so good. She was very soft and smelled exquisite. My silly prejudices about women taller than me quickly dissipated with each wave of comfortable warmth Mya gave me.

Suddenly one of her arms squeezed me a little more and my head was pressed against her breasts. They were so big and squishy. The sensation was totally intoxicating, and I couldn't help but get an erection, which brushed against Mya’s thigh.

"Apparently I woke up something out there," I heard Mya whispering to me.

"A-are you awake?" I asked. I stayed very still, heart pounding.

"It was hard to fall asleep while you were shivering, so I decided to give you a little warmth," she told me.

"It really feels great," I told her as I was intoxicated by her scent and warmth.

"Sorry if I was a little clingy today. The thing is…” Mya paused as she pulled me against her chest.

"Yes?" I looked up into her eyes.

"I like short boys…a lot," she said gently and blushed. "They are like stuffed animals to me."

"A... stuffed animal?"

"Yes! No offense meant, of course," she said almost as a plea. “But the truth is that I really wanted to cuddle you ever since we met. I think I'm shooting off pheromones like crazy."

That explained that intoxicating aroma. I snuggled into her tighter feeling the softness and warmth of her body as I wrapped my arms around her. "Well, sleeping cuddled up like this won't do us any harm."

She smiled and wrapped me in her arms very gently. "Of course not. Good night, David."

"Good night, Mya."

The next day we woke up in a tender embrace. We didn't say anything to each other, we just smiled and got up to get ready for another day of research.

We didn't mention anything during the day about our secret snuggles, although Mya and I moved closer together every moment, and sometimes I let her carry me without complaining about it.

We had a few more days to work in this frozen corner of the world, but I must say the cold didn’t bother me as much anymore.