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SnepKayz
>> #352491
Posted on 2020-01-18 17:29:49
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Big ass story for this, too

“You know what your card is?”

“Yeah. Memorized.”

“Good. Remember, you absolutely do not want to tell me what it is.”

“Got it.”

“No matter what I say, you are going to keep that card a secret.”

“Yeah, okay, I got it. Really.”

“Very well. I’ll set your card down here, and we’ll reveal it at the end of our session.”

The feline leaned back in his chair, staring out the glass towards the alien ocean laid out on the other side of the transparent wall. Uniquely evolved fish casually swam through the water, paying no attention to the leopard observing them. Beside his seat was an end table bearing a single playing card, and besides that, another chair. The woman sitting in the opposite piece of furniture was buried in her tablet. The scenic view was a part of a shelter Kayz had built on a tropical ocean world that he currently had all to himself. It was built under a small island, the surface only consisting of a landing pad and a small entrance among the forests and beaches. The structure beneath opened into a more elaborate bunker that rarely saw guests. Corva was one of the rare few Kayz had invited to his tropical haven.

Kayz held a glass cup in his hand, swirling it about idly as he examined the way the water moved. “And all I have to do for you is drink this?” he asked, eyes shifting upward to meet the crow’s gaze.

“Correct. It’s an experiment that I’ve been working on for a while now. I believe it’s finally ready for testing on larger organisms.”

“Good to know you regard me as a suitable...larger organism,” Kayz murmured. He still hoped that one day he’d get used to the corvid’s unique, impersonal vocabulary, but that day still didn’t seem any closer than when they’d first met. The cat had a sneaking suspicion that she didn’t really see others as living beings, but variables and obstacles to figure out and work around. “You want to tell me what it’s going to do?”

“Control," Corva started, the edges of her beak almost turning upward as if in a proud smirk. “In theory, you’ll enter a suggestible state that you aren’t even aware you’re in until it’s too late. The solution inside your drink contains compounds from flora I harvested on Truncatis. That’ll be what puts you into this suggestible mindset.”

Kayz thought about that, examining the glass for a few more seconds. “Did you go there yourself?”

“Yes. I’d have asked you, but...I knew what your answer would have been. Almost didn’t make it out, myself.” She sighed, watching how Kayz reacted. Unsurprisingly, the jungle world, despite the plethora of unique and valuable organisms, was incredibly deadly. And yet the leopard had once survived there for months.

The feline sighed, staring past the window for a few seconds before his focus returned to the cup in his hand. “Yeah, well...not surprised that you figured that out,” he said with a shrug. “So...down the hatch?”

Kayz brought the cup to his lips and tilted his head back, taking it like it was a shot of alcohol. There wasn’t much of a taste, and if this drug were to be put in anything other than water, he probably wouldn’t be able to tell it was there. The thought scared him just a little. “Now what?” he asked, setting the cup down next to the card.

“We wait.” Corva replied, observing the information scrolling across her tablet. All of Kayz’ vitals were neatly lined up on the screen, showing only a slight increase in his body temperature. “You remember what you were told about the card?”

“Mhm,” Kayz groaned, leaning back in his chair.

“What’s on it?”

“Wouldn’t you like to know.”

Corva cracked a half smile, a rare occurrence for the crow. “I suppose that’s on me for not waiting for it to take effect properly.”

Kayz chuckled. “Yup. So...if I can ask, what should I be feeling? Will there even be anything, or am I just gonna start spilling out all my secrets without realizing it?”

“Perhaps. If you’re anything like the rats, the first effects will be rendering you vulnerable to being imprinted upon. That stage will occur in the next couple minutes, if it hasn’t already. That’s why it’s important for me to be near you. You’re only letting your mental walls down for the person who’s imprinted on you. So if you feel a moderate to intense obedience, adoration, admiration, or attraction to or for me, then it means I’m in your mind already,” she explained, checking the time.

Kayz just sat there, quietly taking it all in. “When are you going to open up that box over there?”

“That? Oh, I just have to get that delivered to a client after our session. Didn’t want to leave it on the ship.”


Minutes passed in silence as Corva switched tabs to browse the Outernet. She was maybe fifteen minutes into a documentary imported from Sol when she felt eyes upon her. The snow leopard was watching her intently, eyes traveling over her body. “Adoration, admiration, or attraction?” she asked simply, switching over to the screen showing what was going on in Kayz’ body.

“I...I think a little of all three…” he offered, the snarky feline now sounding oddly sheepish. Elevated activity in parts of his brain confirmed the first two, and the increased heat between his legs confirmed the last emotion. She had never particularly cared for getting intimate, though she silently noted that maybe she could consider testing physical stimulation on the leopard. “Can you tell me what your card is?”

“Yeah,” Kayz replied, shaking his head in an attempt to clear the light fog descending over him. He hesitated however, and Corva noticed his stress rising on her monitor. He was resisting, or making an attempt, anyway.

“It’s…”

Neural activity spiked as he forced the words out.

“...The six…”

Corva watched the screen as he calmed down immediately after, quickly returning to more normal levels.

“Of hearts,” Kayz finished, letting out a heavy exhale.

“Six of hearts?” she asked, reaching over to flip the card in her talons.

The crow’s expression dropped as she stared at the card. The nine of hearts stared right back, a neat underline on the numeral preventing it from being misinterpreted as anything else. “And here I was scared I had given you too much,” she commented, setting the card back down.

“It took a lot of effort to give the wrong card,” the feline admitted, rubbing the back of his head. “Say...maybe sometime we could go grab lunch or something? There’s a colony a few systems away that has a really good-”

“Attachment,” Corva murmured, writing something down on her tablet.

“Oh shit. ...But I mean, maybe we could still go sometime?”

“I’ll think about it," Corva responded, putting away her tablet and standing up. “But right now, I need you to get some rest. You’re exhausted, and I’d prefer your sleep deprivation not taint the experiments. Your head will be cleared up a bit, though there may still be a few residual effects. I’ll look over the data you provided and figure out where to go from there, and I’ll keep you in mind when I need another individual to test with. Oh, and since I’m here, I have a shipment that needs to make it to the Solat station, if you ever find yourself in that area. Be sure to keep it safe,” she added, glancing over at the box she had set down when she first arrived. It was quite unremarkable; the metal box about a foot in length, width, and height. A small electronic lock kept it shut.

“It’s out of the way, but you know my rates. I’ll run it over when your credits are in my pocket," he said, giving her a brief wave to see her off.

“I was hoping you’d do it as a favor,” Corva replied.

Kayz just laughed. “Going out that far isn’t a favor,” he called, standing up and starting to make his way to his bedroom. “You can let yourself out, yeah?”

After seeing the doctor off, Kayz closed the door to his bedroom. Already exhausted, he flopped down onto the bed, feeling his eyes growing heavy immediately. He had only managed to throw off his suit and pull himself under the covers before his fatigued mind decided he had had enough. His eyelids dropped shut the moment he stopped trying to hold them up, and he was unconscious in seconds.

Kayz stood in a haze, nothing else around him but the grass beneath his feet. The strange new landscape felt completely natural. He stumbled through the fog slowly, holding a hand out as if trying to stop himself from running into something.

As he made his way through the mist, a figure began to take shape in the distance. It was instantly familiar, even before she turned to cast a glance over her shoulder.

“Kayz.”

“Corva,” he responded. His own voice sounded distant.

“Feeling better? You were so exhausted at the end of our session,” she smiled warmly, stepping closer to him and reaching out. One of her talons traced over his cheek, the gentle touch sending a shiver of excitement running through him.

“Yeah...I think so,” he replied, unwilling to stop himself from sinking into her touch.

“That’s good. You liked being under my spell, though, didn’t you?”

“I mean...sorta, it...it could have been worse.”

Corva chuckled softly, shaking her head before her purple eyes settled on Kayz. “Have you thought about that package I gave you? I’d really appreciate if you delivered it for me…” She murmured softly, caressing Kayz’ head in both her hands. The feline had just noticed that she seemed taller now, tilting his head up to match her gaze when she cradled him in her hands.

“You know it’s out of the way…” He responded softly, gazing up at the crow with sleepy eyes.

“And you know I’d make it well worth your while,” she smiled, leaning down and pressing her beak to his lips. Kayz closed his eyes and let out a soft purr as he returned the kiss. His eyes opened again and he gasped quietly in response to a pressure against his groin. She lifted her knee up between his legs, gently pressing her feathery thigh between his legs and grinding against his swelling bulge. He let out a soft groan, unconsciously beginning to grind his hips against her. The cat felt powerless to stop her, not that he would ever dream of any sort of resistance. He whimpered and moaned, squirming a little in her grasp as his excitement quickly grew. One of her hands shifted down from his cheek, sliding her talons gracefully down his side with electric tingles of euphoria trailing in her wake.

“Nngh…” he groaned, nuzzling against her chest as she dragged him closer and closer to the edge. Kayz couldn’t explain how cozy and content he felt pressed against her soft and downy feathers.

“There it is...what a good boy.” She murmured, stroking his back tenderly as the pleasure became too much to handle.

Kayz awoke with a start, just in time to feel his cock throbbing with the ghosts of pleasure. He reached down under the blanket, feeling around at his underwear and immediately confirming his suspicions. The feline let out an embarrassed sigh and turned to tap at the tablet resting on the table beside his bed. His sleep cycle was just about complete, anyway.

The dream had faded by the time he made it into the shower, the cold water dispelling any remaining sexual desire. By now he could barely recall what had happened in his slumber, just that the avian doctor was at the center of it. He wasn’t sure what to make of it. Was it just because he had spent time with her yesterday, paired with the fact that he hadn’t allowed himself any release for a while now? Or was it a lingering side effect of her experiments?

Following his shower, Kayz returned to the lobby of his home and sat down in the same seat he had during the experiment. As he stared out through the glass wall at the tropical fish swimming about in the ocean outside, he glanced back down at the computer mounted on his wrist tapped in Corva’s contact information.

“Corva Frost speaking,” answered a flat voice.

“Uh, hey, Corva, this is Kayz.”

“Is this in regards to our tests yesterday?”

“Well, sorta?”

“Are you calling to ask me out?”

The feline remained silent for a moment, a little more hurt than he should have been at the doctor’s mechanical sounding reply. A sigh came through a second before Kayz could begin stringing a sentence together.

“I see. I’ll send you some coordinates to meet at. It should take less than an hour to reach from Aequor,” the avian finished, promptly ending the call a second later. A message came through, containing a set of galactic coordinates that led to a medium sized station almost exactly an hour from his planet.

-----

The leopard sat back as the ship’s AI determined the best available spot to land. The station’s hangar was filled with other ships of all different sizes, though his was one of the largest types allowed inside. He looked over to the seat behind his, confirming that Corva’s box hadn’t been damaged at all during the flight. The ship rumbled briefly as it touched down, and the hum of the engines died shortly after. Kayz stood up, scooping up the small box in his hands and making his way off the ship.

The exact coordinates led to a specific booth on the station, a small coffee shop that prided itself on being one of the first businesses set up in the commercial spaceport. Corva was sitting at a booth beside a heavily reinforced porthole, gazing out into the abyss. Her tablet rested on the table, displaying somebody’s biometric data. After another glance at her tablet, she looked right at Kayz and beckoned him over with a wave.

“Hey,” Kayz started, sitting down opposite her and setting the box beside himself.

“Good morning, Casey. How’d you sleep?”

“Good enough. Just weird dreams are all.”

“Oh? What about?” the avian asked, switching screens to a word processing program.

“Is it going to be weird if I say you?”

“Under the circumstances, no. Do you recall any of the details?”

“Not really. You were there, that was about it,” he shrugged, leaving out the part where he woke up to a mess between his legs. “Is this what you had in mind for a date? Taking notes on your experiment?”

Corva glared at him for a second before turning her eyes back to the tablet. “It would be marginally more realistic if you were to get a coffee, too. I believe you’d like the Macchiato Void. It’s two shots of espresso, mixed with artificial skim milk and a bit of chocolate syrup.”

“That...sounds goddamn terrible.”

“Well I probably don’t control you. I’m likely not forcing you to get that,” the crow sighs.

“Right. Well fine, I’ll be right back,” he responds, standing up from the booth and taking the box with him. The leopard found it a little odd how vague the otherwise concisely worded doctor was speaking, but he couldn’t be bothered to dwell on it now. He took the time to examine the menu as he stood in line, going over the absurd variety of coffee-based drinks, almost all of them having an equally strange title that seemed more fitting for a strong cocktail than a cup of coffee. Something sugary would be good. He really didn’t care for bitter drinks. The voice of a very disinterested barista pulled his eyes down from the menu, and he made his order.

Kayz sat back down at the booth, returning the box to its place beside him once again.

“What’d you order?” Corva asked, though nothing in her voice indicated that she actually cared. The feline struggled to find that answer himself, as if it was right on the tip of his tongue. He hadn’t ordered the Void, but it was the only name he could think of.

“Aaaand a Macchiato Void for...Kayz?” interrupted a boy in a green apron.

“I don’t think that’s what I ordered…” Kayz returned, looking at the male with a hint of apprehension.

The server sighed, glancing at a notepad pulled from a pocket on his apron. “No, you definitely ordered this. Clear as day.” he explained, setting down the drink and walking off.

“I didn’t order this," Kayz continued, this time to Corva.

“I think you did. Hold on, this will make it taste better," she replies, pouring a small vial of clear liquid into his drink.

Kayz stared back warily, watching Corva stir the foreign liquid in with the rest of the drink. “That’s more of your drug, isn’t it?”

“Yes. And you’re going to drink it all because you enjoy being around me.”

“I feel like your bedside manner leaves something to be desired," Kayz teased, lifting the cup to his lips and taking a sip.

The bitter taste of a truly shitty coffee still lingered in the leopard’s mouth as he walked down the station’s hallways at Corva’s side. That stupid metal crate was still clutched in his hands, and even though he felt a little tired of holding it, he couldn’t bring himself to discard it. He glanced around suddenly, stopping in his tracks.

“Weren’t we just at the coffee place?” Kayz asked, confusion plain on his voice.

Corva observed him, trying to parse what he was saying. “We left an hour ago… What’s the last thing you remember?”

“I think drinking the shitty ass coffee I definitely didn’t order.”

The avian pulled the tablet from her coat, beginning to tap at a keyboard on the screen. “Would you say you blacked out? Can you recall anything between having your drink back at the shop and coming to your senses now?”

The snow leopard held onto the box tightly, as if it were some kind of comfort object. “Goddamn, is that intentional? Was it supposed to do that? Did I act weird?” he asked, sounding just a little on edge.

“Relax, Casey. I already had my suspicions that you weren’t acting entirely on your own. Now I’ve learned that the effect is amplified with repeated doses. That volume of the serum I mixed in your drink was even less than what you had yesterday. You’re being very helpful.”

The feline’s body relaxed some, a calm beginning to settle over his mind. Corva’s praise at the end made him shiver with delight. Corva was something of a friend, right? Making her happy made him happy. He couldn’t help but blush and stare up at her. The fog was beginning to cloud his head once again, and he wasn’t sure if he wanted to resist.

Corva caught his gaze, shaking her head and...chuckling? She was almost suspiciously chipper. “I suppose we should move onto another phase of testing that you might enjoy even more?” the crow offered, slipping her arm through his. Even in his partially altered state of mind, Kayz was aware that she had to be incredibly pleased with the results if she was showing this much emotion.

“I might enjoy?” he asked, feeling another shiver of warmth rippling through him as Corva slipped her arm through his, as if they were a couple. Just the thought made Kayz almost dizzy with happiness.

“Would you prefer we use your ship...or mine?”

Kayz didn’t remember what he had said, but judging from the clean, organized room he was now in, he had chosen Corva’s residence. The room was dimly lit, with the ceiling lights casting a dull, golden glow that wasn’t too different from a series of candles. He was laying on his back on top of a neatly made bed, his hands clasped together and resting on his stomach. For a split second, a needle of panic raced through him as he realized he wasn’t holding the crate, though his fear subsided as he spotted it in the corner. The feline glanced downward next, and his eyes widened when he realized he was completely naked. Well, almost naked. A condom had been pulled over his manhood, though it appeared to be unused. As Kayz propped himself up on his elbows to get a better look around the room, the metallic whir of a door sliding open made him jump. Corva stood in the doorway, silhouetted against the much brighter lights in the hallway. The white, sterile looking passage behind her gave it away, he was definitely in Corva’s lair. The woman stepped forward, and the door behind her sealed shut.

“Did you black out again?” the crow asked, recognizing something was off with Kayz. As she stepped closer, Kayz was able to make out what she was wearing. The avian was clad in nothing but her underwear; a black bra and a pair of similarly colored underpants that were both remarkably simple and utilitarian in design. It definitely didn’t make her any less attractive, however.

“I...uh...yeah...I think so…” Kayz murmured, mesmerized once again by her body. He couldn’t stop himself from staring as Corva made her way to the bed and sat down on it, only to lay down beside him. Normally he didn’t get this tongue tied about getting intimate, but lately the crow was challenging a lot of things he thought he was confident about.

“I suspected as much. Do you remember when?” Corva asked, propping herself up against the wall at the end of the mattress. Kayz didn’t resist as she wrapped her arm around him and pulled him against her. He rolled onto his side and put his arm around her stomach. His head rested against the side of her bosom. As he adjusted his position, Corva started softly scratching his back. Her talons gently traveled through his fur, teasing the skin underneath his coat.

“I think...after you said you had more testing.” Kayz whispered, unable to deny that he was feeling the most comfortable he had ever felt in years, maybe ever. “Is this more testing?”

“I believe positive physical touch allows the hypnotic effect to be amplified, and you seem quite willing to help test my hypothesis,” she explained. Despite how flat and mechanically the crow talked, she still managed to pull off a very motherly and soothing tone when she softened her voice. Or maybe her drugs were altering the way he perceived her. Kayz didn’t know what was real anymore, but he couldn’t be bothered to be concerned. Corva had him, Corva would keep him safe…

Kayz didn’t even realize he was purring loudly against her until she told him. He stopped for a moment, though it was only a matter of seconds before he was back to rumbling contentedly. “It’s just like in-”

“Your dream?” Corva asked, glancing down at him. The feline looked back up with confusion. How did she know? She seemed to sense the question that was on his lips and answered it before he could even ask. “You’re very talkative when you’re entranced. You told me all about it, including how it ended.”

“Oh…” he answered, feeling just a little embarrassed that she knew about that. Was that why she had put the condom on?

“Now...physical stimulation.” she said, carefully laying Kayz down on his back with the same gentleness she had picked him up. The avian got on her knees, crawling across the bed down to Kayz’ groin. There was no doubt that she had intentionally given the feline a magnificent view of her behind in the process. The male’s cock was already completely hard before she even touched it. Having no need to prepare him any further, Corva quickly tested the condom with her fingers. Confident that it was on tight enough, she glanced back at Kayz. “Hand me that bottle on the end table, Casey.”

Kayz reached over, grabbing a small bottle of lubricant from the table beside the bed, and passed it to Corva. While there was no reason to defy such a small order, not even the thought of doing anything other than what she asked crossed his mind. Of course, that could easily be attributed to his desire to get inside Corva. She poured a fair amount of the clear liquid onto his tip, the muted cold sensation prompting a brief shiver from the boy. She wrapped her hand around his member, wetly pumping a few times to work the gel across his shaft.

“Feel good?” she asked as she adjusted herself to straddle her partner, her feathered rear tantalizingly positioned above Kayz’ stiff member. She had her back to him still, showing off the entirety of her backside to the hypnotized kitten that was wholeheartedly enjoying the show.

“Mmm...yes ma’am…” Kayz responded, still moaning even after she had stopped touching him. Just the anticipation of what she was about to do, mixed with the mind-altering effects of her drug was causing him to feel tangible pleasure.

He wouldn’t be left to rely solely on the drug for pleasure. Corva pulled aside her undergarment and slowly lowered herself down, taking Kayz’ tip in her talons and guiding it inside her. She groaned quietly as the feline spread her open, steadily taking in more and more of Kayz before ending up at his base. Truthfully, she had always assumed the smuggler would have been a bit smaller, but he was a perfect medium. She lingered for a few moments, resting on his groin before pulling herself back upwards. She felt his tip near her entrance, only to push back down to the base. She lifted herself back up again, then down again, then up, then down, settling into a steady rhythm that slowly increased in speed.

Kayz was once again enthralled by her, this time focused on the way her rear traveled along his pole. He groaned happily whenever she reached his base, watching her rump compress against his body and her tail feathers brush against his stomach, only to move back up to repeat the pattern again a second later. She’d look back at him every once in a while, watching his reactions with her beautiful purple eyes. Kayz ended up looking exactly what she might have expected someone drugged out of their mind might look like while being ridden; sunken into the pillows with a dumb, happy grin spread across his face, which shifted only to allow his pleasured sounds to escape his lips.

It was hard to say how much time had passed before her tight slit became too much to bear. Kayz had been in a haze from the moment she had first touched him, and his mind had only grown cloudier as time went on. She was bouncing on his shaft quickly now, and Kayz had finally reached his breaking point. He clawed at the blanket beneath him, whimpering and moaning loudly as he reached his finale. Corva either didn’t care or didn’t notice initially, and continued riding him with the same intensity as before. His sensitive prick was overstimulated all through his orgasm, leaving the kitten gasping and whimpering with an overwhelming ecstasy that was threatening to consume him. She finally stopped well after Kayz had finished his climax, and pulled free. The swollen tip of the condom sagged, filled completely with his load, while a mixture of lubricant and the crow’s own excitement drooled down the insides of her legs. The feline managed to lift his head up enough to catch the sight of the filled condom and the approving glance from Corva before promptly collapsing back onto the pillow and passing out.

Kayz was seated alone in his ship, the stars flying rapidly past him as the autopilot navigated him through the galaxy. He was a little uneasy about how used he was getting to the sensation of blacking out and waking back up after an unknown amount of time. Corva’s crate was set on the ground, right beside the cockpit’s exit. The feline leaned forward to examine the commands most recently entered into the ship’s computer, only to find that he had ordered the ship to fly to the Solat station. Whatever had happened while he was out, nobody else had tampered with his vessel. Upon reviewing the security footage, he found that Corva had briefly come aboard the ship to assist him in getting back before sending him off, but had done nothing suspicious on her own. After speeding the camera feeds along a few minutes, he witnessed his own eyes that he was the one who put in the coordinates.

The feline thought about his plight. He should really turn back. Corva had never said she’d pay him, and it was abundantly clear that the stupid crate was part of her experiment. This trip would set him way back, assuming he hadn’t lost too much time already, and the price of restocking his ship afterwards would be pretty damn close to astronomical. He opened up the navigation program on the terminal, tapping at the screen to cancel the flight. Besides, if he stopped doing this, wouldn’t it just be more valuable data for Corva’s experiment? Proof that he had broken free of her spell and wasn't just her mindless errand boy anymore?

Kayz hovered his finger over the message that had popped up, asking to confirm that he wanted to reset his destination. He stared at the display for a few more seconds, then put his hand back down on his seat.
Raker
>> #352502
Posted on 2020-01-18 19:08:43
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Always appreciate more birds!
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