Vsrstrm snored quietly where he'd fallen asleep. The grin of simple delight still stretched his lips. He dreamed of the long yellow hair encircling him and her warm wet pussy sliding over his crotch.
"Get up! Get up, now!"
Something struck Vsrtrm on the head. He jumped up quickly and shielded himself from the blows scattered across his upper body. Suddenly, he realized that the strikes weren't very effective. He stood up straight for the first time in his life and glared down at the bald thin velpen female. She responded with obvious fear but continued to strike him.
"How dare you rise, male. Report to the Mistress Srvntm, now!"
"Yes, mistress." Vsr didn't mean it, but he knew all was recorded for later use.
As he strode confidently out of the room, he noted the strength he felt. Had the ancestral female given him some of her strength? He had seen that she slept peacefully on top of his clothes. He smiled contentedly at the remembrance of her taste on his tongue. He felt the sting of a metal rod across his lower back as he was ushered toward the mistress's rooms. He bowed as was expected of him and looked directly into the colony leader's nearly white eyes.
"I have only just been informed of your behavior with the ancestral. Know that you will be neurologically modified at the most opportune time. There is no reason to remove such stock from the line. Assume the position."
Vsr showed his curiosity and roughly dropped onto his back on her bed. She touched his cock and it rose without his thought. The need to thrust deep inside tensed his thighs before she even touched him.
"What has happened to you?"
"My lady?" He made sure he projected apathy though he was grinning inside at the sight of his own standing cock.
"She has changed you. How am I to fit on that thing? Stop it, now."
"I can not, my lady. It does not work that way. At least, I don't think it will."
Mistress Srvntm grasped his penis roughly, which made it harden in her hand. She growled and gripped his testicles next. He gasped at the added pleasure. She dropped her hands away and struck him across the face. He stopped repressing his smile and rose up to look her in the eye.
"I will help you mount, if you can not do so yourself." The force of her blow to his ear only broadened his smile. The mistress forced him down and moved above him with her hands on his throat.
"What reason do I have to spare your life?"
He massaged her sides and gently raised her to kneel over him.
"Try me, my lady. You may like me this way."
She balanced above him as he felt her opening. She breathed heavily as he explored her inside with a finger. He massaged at her flat chest and licked at her neck. Her taste and smell wasn't as pleasing as the ancestress but it would do. He positioned her over his prick and eased her over his sensitive glans. She moaned and shuddered at just the tip being inside her. Her hand loosened on his throat and she slid herself over him. She rode him awkwardly until she developed her own pace. He allowed her to grind herself all over him as he watched his cock appear and disappear between them. Vsr smiled at her closed eyes and clinched teeth. She wouldn't be able to deny that she was deriving pleasure from this. When she slowed down from fatigue, he took over by forcing her hips down toward his up pushing member. She let out an inarticulate cry as he increased his speed into her. The pressure in his balls told him that it would be soon emptied into her deep insides. She seemed to feel it as well, because she dug her nails into his flesh and held him close. When he spent his seed, she moaned and bucked above him. The sperm seemed to strike her repeatedly inside, because she hopped ever so slightly above him. He drifted into a half slumber as the mistress got off of him. He looked up absently toward her and she looked back. She shivered slightly and went into her bath area.
After a long sleep, Vsr woke up to find the mistress gone. He scratched the stubble on the top of his head and went to relieve himself. He dragged his feet until he got a glimpse of himself in the mirror. He'd never noticed how much more muscular he was to the females. He could have forced his will at any time. He contracted his pectoral muscles and stood up straight. The little pale strands of hair weren't that bad, were they? Remembering his bladder, he quickly let go in the receptacle.
When he tried the exterior door, it was locked. He called for help. The response was a very dry,- -The mistress will be notified of your request.- -
She'd been happy with him. Vsr had given her pleasure, he was sure. It was not wrong to make some one feel good, was it? He ran a finger over his belly. Nothing felt the same. His skin was taught and sensitive to the touch. His senses felt heightened by many fold. He heard them coming for him, before the com beeped. He didn't cower in fear as the group of women came in. Mistress Srvntm stood in the lead position as always, but a strange blush crossed her face at his eyes on her.
"Vsrtrm of the plan 3," a young velpin leader struck him with her volume. "You are to be confined to this station for the remainder of your natural life. Any females you have come in contact with will also be quarantined. As such, you no longer have the status of breeder and will be corrected at the time equipment is shipped to this station. Do you have any thing to say on your behalf?"
"Is my mistress confined as well?"
"Srvntm," the velpen glared in her direction, "is no longer colony leader. She will be confined as well. Upon arrival of the sterilizers, you will be removed from quarantine and placed in support positions around the station. Upon satisfactory duty, you may be offered a secondary life with accompanying gonads. Any abhorrent behavior on either of your parts will not be tolerated."
Vsr looked at Srvntm and smiled, "That should give us two years or so."
She returned his smile and blushed even redder.
"You choose to die, then," the new leader snapped. "Your secondary organs will be destroyed." She gave them another hard glance and left with her group of officials.
"I couldn't say that you were damaged, Vsr," Mistress Srvntm sighed. "They wanted to kill you. I couldn't let that happen. Not when you felt so good."
"You know my name?"
"I always know the high level breeders' names. Just as you knew every woman that you've been with," she murmured as she ran her hands over his chest.
***
They were just in the middle of a good sweaty ride when the guards arrived to move them to another more secure enclosure. Vsr was surprised that he became immediately flaccid and followed passively. When they were left to themselves, Srav pressed her body against him and moaned softly. He caressed her face and took a look around. There was a main corridor with a series of rooms off of it.
- -Please be advised. This is a temporary situation. The female has been sedated to ease your transition.- -
Vsr turned around to see Srvntm flat across the floor with a dart hanging from her thigh. He looked around again. He didn't see the weapon.
- -Please move to the back of the cell for transition.- -
Vsr backed to the farthest place he could get to. He heard a violent struggle and something heavy dropping to the floor.
"Get off of me! Let me the fuck out of here! Damn it, this has gone far enough!"
He heard the high pitched hiss of an air syringe and the yelling stopped.
- -Transition completed. Please allow thirty seconds before regain of consciousness.- -
Vsrtrm quietly walked back in to the main entrance. There on the floor next to Srvntm was the ancestress. He knelt down and touched her skin. She was paler, but they hadn't sheared off the flowing yellow hair like they did the sleeper females. Her roundness drew his fingers up and over her hips. She woke quickly and slapped away his hands.
"Bitch," she named him. "What the hell is going on here?"
"My name is Vsrtrm. I'm sorry I got you into this."
