Author's Notes:
'Jack's Daily Grind' is the third story in the saga of Jack Danner. Minimal effort is made in this tale to explain the backstory so it is highly recommended you read the previous stories in the following order:
Jack's New Job
Jack's New Position
Jack's Daily Grind
All characters engaging in sexual relationships or activities are 18 years old or older.
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Chapter 1
Jack Danner flopped back on the pillows of his sleep platform as he tried to catch his breath. He felt his mind returning to his body and he was still tingling. As he tried to recuperate he threw his arm over his eyes to hide the wincing from his oversensitivity as Leffera 'cleaned' him after their latest romp. This was a new post-sex behavior Leffera had recently adopted. She was rather insistent and Jack decided he could handle a few jolts with the wonderful sensations her prehensile tongue gave him.
While the more xenophobic members of Earth might find what he'd just spent the better part of an hour doing with the alien female highly offensive, Jack found Altarians to be one of the most beautiful races to inhabit the known universe. They were certainly one of the most sexually adventurous having no real issues with cross species attraction. Cultured, inquisitive, gentle, friendly, and optimistic were also excellent terms to describe them.
Physically, they weren't imposing like the hulking armor skinned Grellians (dull racists) or the tall black robed and hooded Allsa Komanae (menacing bastards). Altarians were generally slim and petite in stature, adult females ranged in height between 4' 10" and 5' 8" at their tallest. Adult males were typically at the lower end of that scale. Their bodies were covered with a felt like fur which ranged in color from blond to chocolate brown. They resembled Satyrs of ancient Greek mythology with cloven hooved feet and hands with two strong fingers and opposable thumbs on both sides. Their heads were humanoid but their eyes were twice as large as a human's, had diagonal pupils, and the lids had long lashes.
Jack had a fondness for their ears which were long, pointed, expressively mobile, and typically projected horizontally. They had slim noses, wide, black lipped mouths with amazingly dexterous tongues like Leffera's which was doing amazing things to him at the moment.
There was a definite sweetness to her musk which Jack now understood to mean she was fertile. That was something new he'd learned about Altarian females. When the hot spicy musk turned sweet, they were ready to make little Altarians. As most females took contraceptives Jack hadn't been exposed to this second 'flavor' of the musk until Karrel, the Altarian Trade Commissioner he worked with, had sex with him several months before. The outcome of that liaison was a son, the first ever between a Human and an Altarian.
Technically that shouldn't have been possible. Humans and Altarians were not genetically compatible. End of story. Complete stop.
However, there had been extenuating circumstances involving extended exposure to female musk over time, ingesting certain hormone laden fluids from fertile females, a rare and normally innocuous Altarian virus, and Jack's unique genetic reaction to all of the above. Jack's genetics had been altered and compatibility for fertilization was just one of the 'gifts' he'd received.
Karrel had explained to him that she'd stopped taking her contraceptives on her doctor's orders due to some routine medical tests she was having done. She'd been told not to have unprotected sex with Altarian males until she returned to using the contraceptives. She had no concern with having sex with Jack because, well, Humans weren't compatible. When she'd discovered she was pregnant, which for Altarians is only moments after conceiving, she made immediate travel plans to go home and be under the care of the royal physician.
That was the other little detail Karrel had kept from Jack. She was the daughter of Queen Elissa, head of the royal family which ruled over the entire Altarian Empire. Surprise!
Jack hadn't seen Karrel for the two month gestation period and she only returned after the birth of their healthy and completely Altarian child. The only genetic contribution Jack seemed to be responsible for was a resurgence of an ancient and normally dormant gene. Their son was born with the tiny beginnings of horns on his forehead.
Karrel had agreed to let him name their son and he had chosen 'Alex' after his late father. Karrel found the name to be very suitable as it didn't match the sound of any existing Altarian words and felt unique, which they both agreed their son was. When she discovered that Alex was short for Alexander she was overjoyed by this 'hidden expansion'.
Jack was drawn back to the present as Leffera had finished her cleaning and had begun kissing him down there in the hopes of inspiring a third tumble in the sheets. Jack pulled her up onto his chest and she gave him a sweet moan of disappointment. She immediately looked up at him impishly and reached up to run her hands over the second genetic 'gift' he'd received.
Large black horns protruded from his forehead and curled ten inches back over his head. They were now three inches wide at their base and arced up to sharp points. Initially they'd been black with wide white streaks but they'd grown an additional two inches since their initial growth and the white lines had thinned into fine veins. His Altarian doctors insisted that their growth had finally stopped.
The horns were from dormant Altarian genes. Modern day Altarian males had no horns but at one time in the distant past they did. When his body fully integrated with the genetic changes the virus had triggered, the dormant gene activated and he'd grown his set over the course of a month while he remained unconscious. Altarian females found them to be very attractive. He was lucky that the gene also triggered growth in the muscles and underlying support structures needed to carry the heavy horns. His neck, shoulder, back and chest muscles had all bulked up to carry this extra mass. The doctors informed him that in fact his entire skeleton had altered to support the extra load. He didn't really feel the extra weight of the horns but the inertia was another matter. Quick movements of his head made their presence known.
Lying in bed with a frisky Altarian female on his chest presented no physical strain for him to look into her happy eyes. Leffera had gone off her contraceptives the moment Jack agreed to have a child with her. That had been the night Karrel's mother Queen Elissa, who was a dead ringer for her daughter, tricked him into impregnating her. Two months had passed since that night. That time was necessary for a safe waiting period for her system to clear of the contraceptive and for her first fertility cycle to fully engage.
Leffera had dominated his nightly schedule for the past week as they worked on giving her a child. Based on Altarian female norms their efforts of three times a night and at least twice each morning was overkill for conceiving a child but they were on day six with no success. By day three Jack had seriously begun to worry but Leffera showed no such anxiety. This morning she was as relaxed as he'd ever seen her. He was starting to suspect he'd been bamboozled.
"I think it's time to see the doctor," Jack said, a look of concern on his face.
Leffera stretched languorously across Jack's body and smiled in satisfaction. "No, I'm sure we'll get it done tonight."
"Actually I've booked an appointment with Karrel's doctor for first thing this morning. I don't want your health to be at risk. We have to take every step to ensure you are healthy," Jack insisted.
Now, Leffera's eye's showed some concern. "This morning?"
