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An Interstellar Incident Part 1 (Closed)
11 years ago
(Wow, thanks for the response folks, hope it stays strong through the story. First chapter is ready, isn't long, but it mostly just sets up the first choice. So get to voting folks, will stay open for longer then a day this time. Can't wait to see how you guys vote!)
“The time is 7:15 Standard Universal time, Alarm set and active. It is time to wake up Aaron, your day needs to begin,” a tender almost soothing voice called out over the dark room while the light rails running along the ceiling began to slowly stir to life. With a slow and methodical process the lights began to illuminate the room with a natural rising sunlight while the voice called out again.
“Once again Aaron, the time is 7:15 Standard Universal time, your alarm is active. It is time for you to wake up sir, your day has begun,” the voice called out again as the form laying upon the bed stirred gently. Large triangle shaped ears twitched and flickered before a loud almost playful yawn rolled from the form’s muzzle. Sitting up and stretching the form groaned, arms arching up above its head as his maw opened wide, almost impossibly so as the last vestiges of sleep tried to drag the figure back into its grasp, not quite wanting to move into the waking world but the gentle insistence of the soothing voice calling it to fully wake up.
“Again Aaron, the time is,” the voice began again before it was cut short.
“I heard you the first time, I’m up, I’m up,” the form growled, sitting up and flinging the deep blue sheet off of itself revealing a rather plump male corgi wearing little more than the fur he was born in before a quick shake of his head banished the sleep from his eyes totally.
“Very good sir, the time is,” the computer began to say but once again was interrupted.
“I know what time it is, gee,” the corgi grunted, shaking his head again before rolling on the bed till he was at the side. Once there he gave another grunt before sliding his legs over the side and sitting up, looking over his rather impressive room. It was large, nearly fifteen by fifteen feet. Resting in the center where he was the bed he slept on, a nice standard sized bed with the deep blue sheets. Along the wall on the side he was facing was a nice sized desk with a small pad sitting upon it. Along the wall an image of the Iruka, a great ship in interstellar history and a classic design of a bullet styled shape with a trio of powerful engines tucked into the back, and a small door to the side that lead to the rest of his quarters. Behind him another door lead to the ‘modern’ bathroom which held little more than the sonic shower, small sink, and toilet clad in sterile white colors.
Standing up and stretching, he yawned again before reaching down to give his rather plump belly a nice little scratch. He wasn’t overly tall, barely coming up to five and a half feet, and he was rather round. Not the level one would or even could call fat, but rather that nice plumpness that gave his species their natural cuddly appearance. He had a bit of muscle tone, but the overall fluffy plump hid that rather well. With a bit more work he could turn it into a nice muscle gut, or even more work get ripped, but that cuddly sweet appearance often lead others to under estimate him.
Turning around, he slowly walked into the bathroom and stepped into the sonic shower, keying up a couple of buttons on a small wall panel before stepping into the slightly darker shade of white in the corner. Almost instantly the air around him began to vibrate, shaking him to his very core and making him moan aloud, the intense vibrations making it feel his whole body was being stroked by a massive vibrator.
With an almost naughty grin, he reached down to his nuts, giving them a squeeze, loving the feel of the ripe pair in his paw. They were decent sized, a nice pawful for him and the vibrations were making them slowly churn with lust. As he looked down, he could see bits of fur and other particles falling from his body to the ground and he couldn’t help but think who ever invented these showers was obviously a nasty little nympho. Those vibrations for too long would make even the most stone cold Tillian climax like a virgin. Laughing a bit as his dick began to peak out of his sheath, he smiled as the fleshy red member almost smiled up at him, agreeing with his thoughts right as the shower cut out.
“Gah, wish these things lasted longer,” he moaned softly, giving himself a final shake before stepping out of the area before the square seemed to glow a vivid purple, the hair, dirt, and other bits of filth shook themselves out of existence, or at least into small enough particles the air recycling system could suck them up and out of the ship.
Stepping out of his bathroom and moving to the bedroom again, he walked around his bed, moving past his desk and stepping into the ‘living’ room portion of his quarters. Once again a nice sized room, but smaller than his bedroom. It was rather sparsely furnished, two couches facing each other with a small table with a bottle of amber liquid and a small tray of glasses next to it, a video screen along one wall and a small in wall food storage unit along the wall that was opposite of the video screen.
As the corgi moved into the room, he smiled and walked over to the bottle, picked it up, and poured himself a small glass before setting the bottle back down and lifting the glass. “It is good to be me,” he said with a tease. Holding the glass up to his lips as the doorway to his living quarters gave a soft beep before sliding open.
Walking into the room a small husky male wearing a simple one piece black uniform with a slash of yellow that ran across the husky’s shoulder all the way down to his waist where it met a white belt. Upon seeing the corgi standing nude and holding a glass, the husky gave a quick lick of his lips and a soft cough before he began to speak…
A. Good morning Admiral, a busy day today, first on the agenda is meeting with the other Admirals to discuss the war with the Kigallians
B. Ambassador, good to see you are awake, your meeting for the peace conference with the Tillaxians is in a half hour and I am here to help you rehearse for it
C. Captain, we have a situation, an unknown space ship has just appeared only 20 clicks from us. You are needed on the bridge.
D. Commander, I hate to interrupt your morning but the Killaxians are causing problems on the Promenade
“The time is 7:15 Standard Universal time, Alarm set and active. It is time to wake up Aaron, your day needs to begin,” a tender almost soothing voice called out over the dark room while the light rails running along the ceiling began to slowly stir to life. With a slow and methodical process the lights began to illuminate the room with a natural rising sunlight while the voice called out again.
“Once again Aaron, the time is 7:15 Standard Universal time, your alarm is active. It is time for you to wake up sir, your day has begun,” the voice called out again as the form laying upon the bed stirred gently. Large triangle shaped ears twitched and flickered before a loud almost playful yawn rolled from the form’s muzzle. Sitting up and stretching the form groaned, arms arching up above its head as his maw opened wide, almost impossibly so as the last vestiges of sleep tried to drag the figure back into its grasp, not quite wanting to move into the waking world but the gentle insistence of the soothing voice calling it to fully wake up.
“Again Aaron, the time is,” the voice began again before it was cut short.
“I heard you the first time, I’m up, I’m up,” the form growled, sitting up and flinging the deep blue sheet off of itself revealing a rather plump male corgi wearing little more than the fur he was born in before a quick shake of his head banished the sleep from his eyes totally.
“Very good sir, the time is,” the computer began to say but once again was interrupted.
“I know what time it is, gee,” the corgi grunted, shaking his head again before rolling on the bed till he was at the side. Once there he gave another grunt before sliding his legs over the side and sitting up, looking over his rather impressive room. It was large, nearly fifteen by fifteen feet. Resting in the center where he was the bed he slept on, a nice standard sized bed with the deep blue sheets. Along the wall on the side he was facing was a nice sized desk with a small pad sitting upon it. Along the wall an image of the Iruka, a great ship in interstellar history and a classic design of a bullet styled shape with a trio of powerful engines tucked into the back, and a small door to the side that lead to the rest of his quarters. Behind him another door lead to the ‘modern’ bathroom which held little more than the sonic shower, small sink, and toilet clad in sterile white colors.
Standing up and stretching, he yawned again before reaching down to give his rather plump belly a nice little scratch. He wasn’t overly tall, barely coming up to five and a half feet, and he was rather round. Not the level one would or even could call fat, but rather that nice plumpness that gave his species their natural cuddly appearance. He had a bit of muscle tone, but the overall fluffy plump hid that rather well. With a bit more work he could turn it into a nice muscle gut, or even more work get ripped, but that cuddly sweet appearance often lead others to under estimate him.
Turning around, he slowly walked into the bathroom and stepped into the sonic shower, keying up a couple of buttons on a small wall panel before stepping into the slightly darker shade of white in the corner. Almost instantly the air around him began to vibrate, shaking him to his very core and making him moan aloud, the intense vibrations making it feel his whole body was being stroked by a massive vibrator.
With an almost naughty grin, he reached down to his nuts, giving them a squeeze, loving the feel of the ripe pair in his paw. They were decent sized, a nice pawful for him and the vibrations were making them slowly churn with lust. As he looked down, he could see bits of fur and other particles falling from his body to the ground and he couldn’t help but think who ever invented these showers was obviously a nasty little nympho. Those vibrations for too long would make even the most stone cold Tillian climax like a virgin. Laughing a bit as his dick began to peak out of his sheath, he smiled as the fleshy red member almost smiled up at him, agreeing with his thoughts right as the shower cut out.
“Gah, wish these things lasted longer,” he moaned softly, giving himself a final shake before stepping out of the area before the square seemed to glow a vivid purple, the hair, dirt, and other bits of filth shook themselves out of existence, or at least into small enough particles the air recycling system could suck them up and out of the ship.
Stepping out of his bathroom and moving to the bedroom again, he walked around his bed, moving past his desk and stepping into the ‘living’ room portion of his quarters. Once again a nice sized room, but smaller than his bedroom. It was rather sparsely furnished, two couches facing each other with a small table with a bottle of amber liquid and a small tray of glasses next to it, a video screen along one wall and a small in wall food storage unit along the wall that was opposite of the video screen.
As the corgi moved into the room, he smiled and walked over to the bottle, picked it up, and poured himself a small glass before setting the bottle back down and lifting the glass. “It is good to be me,” he said with a tease. Holding the glass up to his lips as the doorway to his living quarters gave a soft beep before sliding open.
Walking into the room a small husky male wearing a simple one piece black uniform with a slash of yellow that ran across the husky’s shoulder all the way down to his waist where it met a white belt. Upon seeing the corgi standing nude and holding a glass, the husky gave a quick lick of his lips and a soft cough before he began to speak…
A. Good morning Admiral, a busy day today, first on the agenda is meeting with the other Admirals to discuss the war with the Kigallians
B. Ambassador, good to see you are awake, your meeting for the peace conference with the Tillaxians is in a half hour and I am here to help you rehearse for it
C. Captain, we have a situation, an unknown space ship has just appeared only 20 clicks from us. You are needed on the bridge.
D. Commander, I hate to interrupt your morning but the Killaxians are causing problems on the Promenade
I'm still not won over to the plump pooch, though maybe if you keep talking about his bits I can accept him. :3