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Remiel’s religious upbringing on a puritanical space colony has left him wholly unprepared for Captain Ramda Uweko’s stunning herm wolf hybrid beauty. On his journey to earth, Remiel struggles with his extreme attraction to her and all the things he thought he knew about himself. Enticed by Remiel’s shy lust, Ramda gives chase. And things only get hotter and heavier from there.

Remiel's Fall From Grace - Chapter 12
by Zmeydros
(edited by Tiliquain and Sheera Castellar)

Oh how I wished that the Gluttonous Pixie was my home. If there'd been a way to make the hours before I disembarked stretch out into an eternity, I would've taken it. Luckily, this evening, Cuber was here to keep me company.

It had taken a while to find paper and markers to make a set of little squares of paper Cuber could put down to ask for the cards she needed in Go Fish, but it was so very worth it. We were nearing the end of our fifth game and the pool was empty. This time, her beginner's luck had finally run out and I was poised to win.

Smiling, I asked, "Do you have any aces?"

She shook her cube-like body.

"What? Did we lose a card?"

She nodded.

I looked around and saw no cards laying on the floor. A funny thought crossed my mind. "Are you lying?"

She nodded.

My eyes went wide. "Did you lie during the other games?"

She nodded.

"That's why you've been winning them all?"

She nodded, trilling happily.

I dropped my cards and held my head in my hands. "Ramda's gonna kill me. She wanted me to socialize you, but I taught you how to lie instead."

Setting down her cards, she crossed her arms and bleeped to scold me.

"Yeah, I'm the worst," I said.

She shook her head and made a "wrong answer" sound straight out of a game show.

"I didn't teach you how to lie?" I raised an eyebrow.

She nodded, trilling confidently.

I blinked. "I'm not sure that's something to be proud of."

Pointing at me with one of her three-fingered hands, she scolded me again.

"Okay, fine, you're the first robot I've had lie to me. I guess that is an accomplishment."

She bounced happily.

"Let's not tell Josiah or Daniel about that." Grabbing the cards, I started getting them all together so I could shuffle them. "New rule, we can't lie about what's in our hands."

A disappointed bweep came from her.

"You'd get bored if you never lost," I said.

The wrong answer sound again.

"Okay, I'd get bored if you never lost," I said. "So, no lying from now on."

She beeped and gave me a thumbs up with her third arm, something I'd taught her at the beginning of the evening.

We played six more games before we went into the anything room and watched an awesome fantasy show. It took Cuber a bit to adjust to just sitting idle, but when I hugged her against me, she settled down and started watching. I wasn't sure whether my show of affection was more important or the actual sensations she got from it, but I was glad it did something for her. She must've been able to sense touch, perhaps as temperature deviations on her composite body and limbs.

The only awkward part of watching stuff with her was that the show had some very-well-rendered werewolf transformations that got me biting my lip and squirming.

Cuber seemed to like the werewolves more than the humans and was fascinated by the bit of gore when the werewolves fought their foes. Discovering we had similar tastes made it all that much harder to leave her behind.

It was difficult for me to stay upbeat as it got closer to bedtime, and after I bid farewell to Cuber, I laid awake for a long while, dreading my impending departure. I'd hoped to go to bed early and wake up in time to watch the simulated sunrise in the Biome one last time, but that didn't pan out. By the time I woke up, the most colorful part of the sunrise had already passed. So I languished in my bed, sad and vaguely hungry.

The only thing I was happy about this morning was that Bible study had been cancelled so people could get ready to disembark.

Since I wasn't sure if I'd be able to meet Ramda right at nine with how slow I was going, I held off on giving her an ETA and opened up the link to the extranet that she'd given me. It led me to install a special browser and a program that hid encrypted storage banks in my implant.

The first thing I searched for was "Trinity Stronghold" and the top hit was something I'd heard stories about, but never had access to: Wikipedia. It was a lot like Trinpedia, but had way more articles and was written from a very different point of view. Every other piece of writing I'd read that referred to my home colony had been like a commercial. Wikipedia was like a textbook with a couple sections I didn't expect: "In Popular Media" and "Controversy." I'd never seen a section labeled "Controversy" on any page related to my colony and immediately clicked on it.

My jaw dropped farther and farther open as I read the very first paragraph. For over a hundred years, the human rights violations on my planet had been a subject of heated discussion amongst all the other space territories and colonies. Even the few things Trinity got right had this hanging over them. For instance, our healthcare system was very efficient and affordable, but it didn't provide any help for queer people and was rather poor when it came to women's rights. I'd have to read more about human rights, women's rights, etc. once I learned more about queer people.

Back home, we only talked about them in hushed whispers and seeing such frank public discourse was dizzying. I had to know about human rights to understand more of what the article was talking about, so I dove into that next.

The list of human rights was thirty items long, and as I read it, I mentally ticked off all the ones Trinity didn't provide. Basically, the law could be thrown at anyone who upset the wrong people, which broke four of them because not only were people being persecuted by the law, they were guilty until proven innocent: very much the way Josiah had treated me this trip.

Two of the rights confused me. The thought that anyone should be able to participate in government was hard to get my head around. On Trinity, you had to be sponsored by a member of the government to get into the school that trained all the politicians and there was a lot of room for corruption in that. But lawmakers were trained in how to run the planet and were often rather competent even though they maintained a death grip on the party line. That said, it was hard for me to imagine some rando off the street getting to hold office. What if someone was elected that had no idea what they were doing? Wouldn't they just gum up the works?

Now that I thought about it, that happened even with Trinity's system. Daniel's dad was an absolute wanker and was caught embezzling money from the new hospital he'd commissioned for his home town. His friend in government was forced to denounce him publicly, saying he'd made a grave mistake in sponsoring him. And then Daniel's world had come tumbling down. At least, that's how Hosanna had told it.

Freedom of speech was also a hard one because we'd always been taught it would lead to chaos. "If people could say anything, then lies would rule," was a saying I'd been fed since childhood. But seeing how functional the extranet was while having free speech had me questioning that.

Feeling short on time, I got ready to go to breakfast while reading about gender dysphoria. Dealing with that on top of everything else I had going on with me would've been a nightmare and I was glad I wasn't trans. I was way too much of a guy to ever be considered female, so there wasn't much point in considering it. My heart ached for Ramda, though.

Honestly, I could understand some of what she went through. That feeling of being an outsider was something I knew all too well. It hurt immensely because when we were back on Trinity, we'd been forced to play characters who were devout Christians and didn't like dicks, even when they were attached to beautiful women...

Wait, where was the doubt I'd been feeling since the day I first saw her? Her dick was so beautiful!

That thought had me wanting to dive under the covers and hide. But I resisted it and walked out of my room, headed toward breakfast.

The taste of Ramda's cum was so clear in my memory that heat was rushing to my crotch as I entered the Biome. The sound of her huge load splashing against the shower wall echoed in my mind along with her howls of ecstasy. The sensation of her knot swelling against the base of my prick while she came was so vivid that my knees got weak as I stepped off the bridge and walked down the hill toward the outdoor galley.

Ramda's kindness, blunt honesty, tight hugs, toned muscles, expressive lips, whiskers, dexterous tongue, six breasts, powerful hips, and fluffy tail sat in my mind, distracting me from my meal. And her thick canine shaft with big round balls hanging under it were more on my mind than ever. There was so much I wanted to do with them, but kept holding myself back. I didn't want to get to earth, regretting what I didn't do. After breakfast I was going to--

"Hey Remiel," Hosanna said.

I looked up from my table and tried to put on a straight smile despite the raging boner running down my pant leg. "Hey," I said.

She set down her tray, which had two croissants with jam and butter on them, and sat across from me. "Got any plans before we disembark?"

"Ramda and I are going to, uhh," I stopped myself, not trusting my sex-crazed mind. "...fix her plumbing?"

"Again?" She raised an eyebrow.

"Yeah, she, I mean it's going to burst if we don't find a way to relieve the pressure," I said. It was definitely time to go, I'd spoken in innuendo without even intending to.

"Is it dangerous?" Hosanna asked, looking a bit worried.

"Not if we deal with it soon." I grabbed my tray.

"Don't let me keep you, I don't even want to know what happens if you're two are too late," she said.

I got up, holding my tray in front of my crotch. Then I put the croissant I'd only eaten half of in a room service takeaway container and held that in front of myself as I raced out of the Biome. My haste probably unnerved Hosanna, but it sold my story.

Even though it was still twenty-one minutes to nine, I made my way straight toward Ramda's quarters, figuring I could just wait outside her door and finish my croissant.

It was awesome that the door that led to the fore section of the ship just opened for me like I was a member of the crew. The closer I got to Ramda's quarters, the more it felt like I was going to get caught. That somehow someone was going to find out I'd been seeing Ramda and send me right back to Trinity. The spotlights from the ceiling weren't helping because I felt like I was on display in my gaudy cross-ridden Trinity Stronghold uniform.

Striding past the doors to the fore cargo holds that lined this long hallway, I jumped at a sudden whirr from the life support system.

The air got more humid as I got up to Ramda's cabin. Her heavy breathing was echoing down the hallway, like she was in the middle of jogging in place or something.

Peering through her cracked-open door, I marveled at a multilevel, floor-to-ceiling orchid terrarium flanked by amorphous wall panels that were made of three-dimensionally tessellated triangles lit by red mood lighting. They looked like low-res surfaces from a video game and were beautiful. Neither the wall panels nor the orchids held my interest for long because just off to the side, not far from her orange couch, was Ramda laying atop her weight bench. Stretching her canine pussy was a knotted dildo the same size as her massive cock while her dick was buried in a masturbation sleeve that was being stretched to its limit.

Biting back a moan, I rubbed at the rise in my pants while leaning on the door frame with the other.

I'd been so focused on Ramda that I didn't realize what I thought was the door frame was the door itself and I stumbled into the room as it slid out of the way.

"Hi, Remiel. I'm a bit indisposed at the moment," Ramda said.

"S-sorry! I should leave you to your, uhh, exercising." I scrambled to my feet and quickly closed the door, but then my eyes went wide. I'd meant to be on the other side of the door. My thoughts were glitching from how much I wanted to fuck her.

A sucking sound came from her pussy as she pulled the dildo out and then took the sleeve off her prick. Setting them aside, she sat up. "You don't need to leave. I'd love some help with my exercise routine." Pre dripped from her prick onto the textured composite floor as she gave it a nice long stroke.

I took a few steps forward while grasping at my sides. It was embarrassing to be this horny and I could only manage to mumble, "If you're sure you're okay with me--" I gulped, "--with me helping."

Her tail wagged as she looked at the tent in my pants. "Of course I am." She leaned back, lifted her balls out of the way, and spread her pussy open. "Put that boner in here."

I walked over to her, reaching for the button on my pants, but unable to fully commit. My eyes were locked on her spread pussy and her cinnamon and turmeric scents were so heavy I could barely keep still. My cheeks flushed as my pre wet my boxers.

My nervousness just wouldn't leave so I repeated myself. "Are you sure?"

Her wetness was making the fur around her pussy shimmer. "I want to feel you shudder as you get used to being in something so hot, soft, and slick that you nearly blow your load right away. Then I want to feel you fuck me until your dick twitches along its length, filling me with cum."

Panting and moaning, I undid my pants. I pulled them down with my boxers, my face not far from her balls and snatch.

"You smell nice," I said, my face burning with embarrassment.

"So do you," she said.

Letting my pants fall to the floor, I leaned in closer to her balls, pressing my nose into her furry sack. Then instinct took over and I drew in their turmeric scent. As she gasped in delight, tingles traveled down my extremities.

She stroked her cock as her tail wagged between my legs. "Gah! Yes, get your face in there." Her other hand grabbed the back of my head and pressed my face into her balls.

Her pussy was warming and slicking up the backs of my fingers as I nuzzled her sac. I groaned as a wave of searing arousal traveled through me.

"Could you--NGH!--lick my knot?" Her tail rubbed the underside of my balls while tickling my cock. "No pressure, just, I would really like that."

I moved my mouth up to the base of her dick. Looking at her knot, I hesitated before instinct took over. Her scent was too appealing and... Closing my eyes, I reached out with my tongue and licked across the slight bulge of her uninflated knot. She yipped and thrust her hips violently. I never thought that touching someone else's cock this way would feel and taste this good. The experience was contrary to everything I'd been taught: I loved it. A surge of confidence hit me, making me go to town on her knot. I licked at it, nuzzled it, and sucked. She started making noises I'd never heard her make before: whines and little growls.

Between licks, I said, "I still can't get over your size." Her prick was occupying most of my view. The thickness alone was impressive.

"Haaah! Hybrids tend to go for big equipment overall and I wanted to be able to satisfy them." She released her cock, letting it stand on its own. "Why not check out my pussy before you fuck it? I know you're wondering what I taste like down there too."

She was right, I couldn't resist. The cinnamon scent of her snatch filled my senses as I put my lips up against her labia. Her canine clit throbbed against my nose while I licked across her triangular snatch. She yipped, moaned, and got her nectar all over my face as she held me against her. I thrust my tongue into her purple-red folds, tasting cinnamon, salt, and a bit of tanginess like yogurt. It was so soft and satiny in there and her muscles were tussling with my tongue. More pre leaked from my cock as it burned with need.

Eventually, all the rubbing and licking had her yelling louder and louder. Then, as my lungs burned for me to pull away, she shoved my face against her pussy harder and soaked my face, howling. Her pussy clenched rhythmically on my tongue while her hips went crazy. I nearly passed out before she let me go.

Pulling away from her, I gasped for air.

"I want you in me when I cum again," she said.

"Will you even feel me? Your toy was really big compared to me," I said, moving my prick closer, feeling the heat from her cunt with the head of my cock. My heart was racing now and I felt like I was about to skydive off a skyscraper.

"I felt your tongue didn't I? Trust me, if you put effort into it, I'll feel you just fine," she said.

I pulled off my shirt and then hugged her rock hard dick against my chest, using it to pull myself forward and into her. Plunging into the supple suffocating embrace of her folds, I groaned and bit my lip. Because she could take dicks so much larger than mine, I was able to hilt myself in her in one go.

Grabbing her nipples and thrusting against my chest, she cried out, "Yes! More!"

The end of her dick went up to my sternum. Her pussy clenched around me as she kept thrusting and I gasped, looking down at her canine length. From the pointy tip down, it gained girth until the center of its length where it was as thick as my wrist. After which, it tapered slightly thinner until it hit the knot. Squeezing it more firmly against my chest, I picked up my pace, smacking my loins against her balls and sopping cooch.

She panted and growled as she pushed back against my thrusts, angling her hips different ways to get both of us making as much noise as possible.

I couldn't take my eyes off the pre streaming from her cock head, lubricating her fucking of my front.

"Oh Remiel, suck on it. I know you want to!" she said.

I leaned forward, moving her prick so that I could stroke it with both hands and get my mouth over the end. My lips parted as I kissed the end of her shaft. She'd used her lips to protect me from her teeth, so I did the same and she let out a happy yowl, shoving more of herself into my maw. I happily took more of it into my mouth while moaning around her sensitive flesh. Part of me expected Josiah to burst through the door and smite me for the sin I was committing, but I couldn't bring myself to care.

The delicious hint of curry in her pre as she spurted in my mouth, the sensation of her canine tip twitching against my tongue, and the way she was running her hands over her six breasts got me thrusting my length into her so fast my legs burned. I was close and if I hadn't been concentrating on giving her head, I would've cum already.

"Use your tongue more," she said with a long gasp. "I'm--AAAH--about to cum both ways." She grabbed my head and started guiding my motions, warm paw pads pressing into my scalp, blunt claw tips adding a bit of danger.

Flicking my tongue across the bottom of her shaft, I got sharp moans from her, and even more pre. Then I used my tongue to increase the friction of her thrusts into my mouth and she grabbed my hair so she could thrust upwards in quick succession, getting herself to the edge in a dozen seconds. My prick was a bit numb from holding back and the overwhelming amount of sensation. I could feel her muscles coordinate within her passage as they tugged on my prick, making me cry out around her dick every time I pulled out or shoved back in. She felt so tight, almost too tight for our combined ferocity.

"Grab my knot!" she yelled.

I reached down with both hands and grabbed her knot as it swelled bigger than my fists.

She howled as her dick convulsed along its length, just as my prick did the same. When her delicious jizz spewed out of her titanic length, I creamed inside her, shoving myself in all the way. My whole body clenched as a rolling thunder of pleasure got me screaming around her cock. Then my cheeks bulged out as her productivity overshadowed my capacity to swallow and cum sprayed back out of my mouth, raining down on us.

Milking my cock, her snatch got me yelping between swallows. I was woefully ill equipped to get even half of what she was giving me down even though I wanted it all. Not that I had a choice: her hands were making sure I stayed on her dick until she was done with me.

Her legs wrapped around my waist as she pulled me against her, keeping me in as deep as possible. She let out one more howl, grinding against me and giving me another gush to drink down.

"That was damn good," she said, letting go of my head.

I pulled off her dick, coughing and sputtering. I couldn't smell or taste anything other than her spooge, and as I let myself collapse against her front, I grinned at how well it had all gone, at how good I felt. I could pleasure a woman just fine, even one with a ridiculously large package.

She hugged me against her, trapping her receding shaft between us. I kissed her lazily and we made out. Then we were just lying there, hardly moving at all. My brain was far from idle, it was replaying sensations from what we'd just done over and over.

Several minutes later, I started rubbing my front against her and when her nipples hardened, I did it even more exuberantly. I had no idea what I wanted, I just needed to feel her body move because of my touch again.

"Remiel, are you--are you getting hard again?" she asked.

I stopped. "Sorry."

"Don't apologize, let's keep going," she said, pulling off of me. Then she got on all fours and lifted her tail, saying, "Here, you won't have to bend your legs as much."

Without a second thought, I shoved in and started thrusting, getting back to full hardness. I couldn't believe that my first and second times penetrating someone were with the same woman, not fifteen minutes apart.

When I grabbed the base of her tail, she started panting and bucking her hips while she stroked her dick with one hand. Her other hand was on the bed, keeping her front from crashing to the bed as I rutted her.

Having gotten off so recently, I lasted until a couple minutes after her pussy went off yet again. As my cock went a bit numb from cumming violently a second time, she let go of her prick and just pressed back against me. My whole body was tingling and I felt light headed, so happy that I stared at her furry back, dumbfounded. When I was spent, she turned around, grabbed my head, and shoved the end of her dick in my mouth. I squeezed her knot and she came a more manageable amount, still tasting amazing. I swallowed it down greedily.

Then we kissed, sharing her cream before we wordlessly went over to the shower and got clean. After that, she took me to her bed and cuddled me from behind. Her balls and sheath against my bare ass didn't bother me one bit. It was the most comfortable I'd felt in all my life.

I grabbed her furry forearms as they encircled me. "I don't want this to be wrong. I feel so at ease with you and you understand me in a way not even I did."

She ruffled my hair with the underside of her muzzle. "We're two adults making our own decisions. I don't see how this can be wrong, but I've blown up a lot of my puritanical past. It's not easy and I'm glad I was able to help you figure some stuff out. You're inherently a good person, one of the absolute best, and you are fantastic in bed."

I bit back tears. Ever since I met Ramda, it was like my emotions were all crowding in my mind, waiting to be expressed. Uncovering all the things I'd buried within myself was terrifying and wonderful at the same time. "You're the first person I've ever been with. The most supportive person I've ever met. I can't thank you enough."

"You're the most open-minded person from your planet I've met besides myself and I think you have the thickest human cock I've ever had in me. You're going to want to warn the next girl you want to do sexy things with." She chuckled.

"I thought I was average," I said.

"Maybe for length, but definitely not for girth," she said.

I grinned. "Wow, okay."

"Whoever gets to be intimate with you next is going to be very lucky." She gave me a squeeze.

"I wish I could stay." I frowned.

"Me too, I wish my contract with MiraManna didn't ban me from offering employment," she said.

"Wait, you'd hire me?" I tried to crane my neck to look at her.

"After you've had some time to experience Earth, in a heartbeat," she said.

"Ahh, so you wouldn't want to employ me right away," I said.

"You owe it to yourself to experience Earth for a while. The society there is completely different from anything you've known."

I sighed. "But I'm going to be working for MiraManna."

She nodded. "Make connections on Earth and stay in touch with me. Keep finding out things about yourself, keep exploring."

"I will," I said.

"And I visit Earth semi-often. When you leave tomorrow, it won't be goodbye, it'll be 'till we meet again.' I'd totally be up for dinner, long conversations, and sex whenever I'm in town."

"R-really?"

"Absolutely! How else are you going to get practice swallowing my load?"

I blushed and squirmed against her. "I don't think anyone could swallow it all."

"Does that mean you don't want to try?" she asked.

I was too embarrassed to answer.

She chuckled. "Thought so."

"Can we order room service for lunch?"

"I was already planning on that," she said.

"Good, because I'm going to stay here as long as possible."

"We might end up needing another shower, in that case." She licked my ear, getting a gasp from me.

My crotch tingled as I wondered whether I was even capable of going again. The only way to know was to try. Before I had to leave, I was going to extract every bit of joy I could. For once in my life, I actually felt like I deserved it.

END OF CHAPTER 12

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