From: rdragon@ix.netcom.com(***)
Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories
Subject: Priceless Pearl by Mad Dog (furry, scifi)
Date: 4 Jul 1996 00:08:09 GMT

			   Priceless Pearl
				  by
			       Mad Dog

	My life of fun and adventure all started with a trip to the
little known world of Touson. Touson is a yellow-green world with
nothing to recommend it except the usual Spacer's Guildhall and some
really great hotels.

	Touson wasn't the sort of place you went by choice, but it was
a major market for the type of cargo I was hauling on the back of my
Hyper-rig. I had picked up the cargo where most first time ship owners
do, on Academy, the world where I learned how to fly the rig. And that
trip had been a real disaster. No, I didn't lose my cargo, but I
nearly lost my mind.

	The trip from Academy to Touson by Hyper-rig takes about four
weeks. All that time you are cooped up in your ship with next to
nothing to do with only one other person to talk to. Your navigator.
Now, my navigator was my best friend from school, a male vulpid with a
absolutely great personality. We had thought that being together in
hyperspace for that extended length of time would only give us time to
become even better friends. And that's what had happened the first
week, but by the time we dropped out into the Touson system, life was
hell.

	Brian decided that it would be best if he stayed on Touson and
looked for planetside work, or perhaps work at the planet's
spacestation. I agreed with him, not wanting to ever see his red
furred face ever again.

	We docked, split the payment for the shipment and went our
separate ways. He went looking for work, I went planetside in search
of a new navigator.

	I made up my mind that this time I would find a navigator that
I could live with for extended periods of time, just like the Academy
had taught me to find. I put a notice up at the spacer's guildhall and
began interviewing prospectives. Well, I can tell you that Touson is
not the place to be doing this sort of search.

	Sure there were a number of navigators looking for work, but
none of them struck me as someone I could spend long periods of time
cooped up with.

	After three days of this continuing disappointment, I decided
to take a break from it. I could afford to take it easy for a day or
two, so I returned to my hotel and changed into my smallest pair of
running trunks. The hotel had a great Sun Lounge and I planed to take
full advantage of it.

	It was while collecting the warmth of the sun in my fur that
my luck began to change.

	I had just turned over to let my left side collect the major
rays when the most incredible example of feline female entered the
lounge. The effect she had on me was instantaneous. I had to curl up
tighter on my lounge chair to conceal my problem. She was having quite
an effect on the other males in the lounge as well.

	More than a few of them made their way over to her. This
tigress had silver-tan fur and lovely green eyes. And her body, well,
as I said, it was problem provoking.

	As she sat down she ignored or otherwise brushed off those
that attempted to make plays for her. One otter wasn't put off and it
took a whole five minutes for him to realize he wasn't wanted.

	I was wondering how to get the attention of this goddess when
she moved her lounge chair to an area near mine. She looked over at me
and smiled with all the confidence of a jungle cat about to move in
for the kill. She looked me right in the eye for a moment, then she
let her gaze wander over my golden furred body. I try to keep in the
best athletic shape a star pilot can and I had spent an hour grooming
my fur that morning.

	She continued her perusal and seemed to like what she saw.

	Then, tossing her head back saucily, she stood up and walked
right over to me. She brought her face within scant centimeters of
mine, and with her green eyes looking straight at me, said, "Hi! I'm
Pearl. I've been watching you since you checked in." She paused to
lick her whiskers. "I hope you're not offended by my direct manner,
but I like what I've been watching."

	Before I could manage to answer, she moved closer and put her
rough tongue in my ear and licked. When she pulled away from my ear,
all I could do was swallow, wet my whiskers, and try to act like
beautiful women did this to me all the time. My tail lashed
uncontrollably and my fur began to stand on end as my temperature
began to rise. Finally recovering my voice, I asked her, "Perhaps
you'd like to come up to my room for a brew or a glass of Nectar?"

	"Love to," she said. Her ears showing me the full extent of
her approval.

	Back in my room, with the door firmly shut and the privacy
screens on full, Pearl embraced me so hard she almost knocked the wind
out of me. I fell against the door in surprise. Her claws dug into my
back fur as she held my body. Then her lips tried to suck what little
air was left in my lungs right out of me. I responded by pulling her
closer, my hands on her firm rear. She began to purr as her lips,
tongue, and mouth started to trail their way down my body. She pulled
my trunks down and with one swift movement had put my seventeen cms
into her mouth.

	With one hand around the base of my shaft, she started to rock
back and forth. With her other hand she caressed my pouch.

	That plus the tickling action of her tail on my ass had me
ready to explode in seconds. But she seemed to want more and pulled
her lips away from me. Standing back where I could see all of her, she
slowly removed her negligible string bikini.

	We started towards the gravbed but didn't make it. I was on
top of this tigress in nothing flat. She spread her furry thighs and
used her hands to keep me on target. She wrapped her legs around my
torso and her tail around mine as I sank deep into her inferno. Her
claws did another bit of magic on my back as she sank them deep into
my fur, slowly dragging them up and down my sides in rhythm to our
lovemaking. All the while the musky odor of our animality filled my
sensitive nostrils and caused the rooms ventilation system to start
working overtime. We soon shuddered and began to soar together, the
rumbling of our purring being drowned by loud yowls.

	For the rest of that day and night, neither of us left that
hotel room. In the morning I asked Pearl what she did for a living and
she told me that she was a navigator. This made my year. Not only was
this tigress a great lay, but she was just the kind of person I was
looking for!

	I told her that she was hired. She was overjoyed and we spent
the morning celebrating with a bit more love play.

	That afternoon, while Pearl put her affairs in order, I went
searching for a cargo. I found one after about two hours that would
get us going to more profitable space. That done I headed for the
shuttleport.

	Pearl and I had set up to meet at the shuttleport at three.

	When four o'clock rolled around I began to worry. Had she
skipped out on me? Had something happened to her? Did someone else
hire her out of my arms? My thoughts were interrupted by the sound of
Blaster fire coming from the main entryway. A group of Scaly Troupers
were shooting at a running feline. Then I recognized her, it was Pearl
they were shooting at!

	I drew my own blaster and took bead on the leader. Carefully
squeezing off two shots I downed him and caused the others to dive for
cover. Pearl took advantage of the cease fire to dive behind me.

	"Sorry about the heat," Pearl began. "They jumped me as I left
my hotel room!"

	When she started to say more I gave her a quick kiss and told
her to hold on to her explanation until we were safe.

	Popping up over the overturned table we were using for cover,
I laid down some more fire and directed Pearl to a maintenance door.
She took my hint and dived through. I followed a tail's width behind
her as blaster shots scorched the doorframe.

	It took us about ten minutes to lose our pursuers. By that
time we were both quite winded. I figured if they were after Pearl for
something then they'd be watching the shuttleport expecting us to
attempt to leave. Instead of returning there, I choose the depths of
the worst part of town. I picked a warehouse at random and hoped we
wouldn't be caught for trespassing.

	It took a little time for us to catch our breath after the
long run, but when we had had enough air, I told Pearl, "Okay, now you
can finish that explanation you started at the shuttleport."

	Pearl, who wasn't in as good of shape as me, though her shape
was extremely pleasing as far as I was concerned, took a few more
seconds to recover.

	"When I returned to my hotel room," she began, "I found my
room had been ransacked. Someone had been looking for something and
failed to find it. I gathered what little was worth bringing with me
and headed for the shuttleport."

	I took in the fact that she wasn't carrying much and motioned
her to continue.

	"On the way to the `port, I was ambushed by that group of
scalies that were firing on me at the port. I'm lucky my mom made me
learn to defend myself or I wouldn't have made it to the port at all.
When I escaped their ambush I took the longest and most convoluted
course to the `port I could make up. I'm sure glad you didn't give up
on me. If you had, I would have had to give up. And that would have
ruined all my father's plans."

	I gave her a querulous look. "What plans?"

	"That's why the scalies are after me. My father was designing
a rather special device for them. But once it was done he decided that
it shouldn't be in the hands of such a warlike group. All of the
Combined Species Consortium has a right to this discovery according to
his mind. So, when he heard that I was going to go searching for a
mate before first heat, he gave me the plans to the device and a
prototype. I'm supposed to spread it far and wide as soon as I have
found a mate."

	I let what she said sink in. Okay, so she had something that
the scalies wanted. "What is this great device?"

	"Dad calls it a Pollymathic Navigation Efficiency Enhancer.
It helps a starship get places faster by picking a more efficient
route. It also allows earlier detection of the `Jump Window' needed to
enter hyperspace, this means that you can enter hyperspace while still
inside the gravity well of a star!"

	Now That was something I could understand the scalies wanting.
Then her other bit of information hit me. She was looking for a mate,
and she had yet to experience her first heat. I looked her over again.
"How long until you enter Heat?"

	"I'm in preheat now. I could enter at any time. That's why I'm
glad I met you. If we can get away from the scalies in time, we'll be
all alone on your `rig with time to burn."

	My spirits rose along with my need. I never thought a woman
would pick me to be her mate. Of course, I must admit that I hadn't
thought about the subject at all. And it was her first heat! Maybe
some of you reading this don't know, but among the Leoni branch of the
felid species, a female offering to spend her first heat with you is a
great honor. And you might not understand the time limit that was
involved in the choosing of a mate by the female. If she isn't able to
find one before she goes into heat, when it does arrive she'll have no
choice about her partner.

	During heat she just becomes a sex machine seeking all the
suitors she can get her claws on. There is no intellect in a female in
heat, only instinct.

	But isn't there some sort of drug available to prevent heat?

	Sure there is, but a woman can't use it to prevent first heat
due to the damage this would cause to her freshly mature female parts.

	Unless she never intends to have any children, the Anti-Estrus
drug is out of the question that first time.

	Another choice the female has is to seclude herself alone for
the complete duration of first heat. But this is akin to torture and
is rarely the route chosen. More often the female lets fate decide who
her first heatmate will be or she goes in search of a mate like Pearl
did. And the way we seemed to click together she didn't have to tell
me who the lucky guy was.

	"Okay, if you think we have the time, I've got an idea that
just might get us to my `rig. Think you can handle a little more
danger?"

	Pearl flicked her ears yes and I told her my plan.

	An hour later we were back at the shuttleport, but not in the
public sector. All shuttleports have a landing and storage area for
the private shuttles owned by the various influential types and the
military. It took an additional half hour to find the one we were
looking for, and as I figured, it was sitting there ready for take off
at any time.

	I had drilled Pearl on her part of the plan very carefully.

	It was tailored to her looks and the manners caused by her up
coming heat.

	This being a primarily furry controlled port, the guards
around the ship were also furry. They were just doing their job and it
wouldn't do to hurt them. The fact that both were male vulpids made
the plan work all the easier.

	Pearl approached the two vulpids in the same sexy way she had
entered the sun lounge back at the hotel. Dressed to kill. The Vulps
never had a chance, their tongues lolled out of their mouths and Pearl
had them wrapped around her tail in an instant.

	While she kept them busy, I slipped by and checked the Scaly
Troup ship for any crew. Again we were in luck, they must have all
been searching for Pearl and not expected her to come to them.

	I stuck my head out the lock and gave a yowl. If Pearl was
working according to plan she would explain that her mate must be
looking for her and ask if she could hide near the ships. No one
should be able to refuse her after what she had been doing. Sure
enough, a few seconds later she was at my side brushing smooth her
scanty clothes.

	"Any problems?" I asked, giving her left ear a lick in thanks.

	"Nope," she replied returning the lick with a caress of her
own. "Only for them. They should be standing crooked for the rest of
their shifts. I assume the shuttle is empty?"

	"Right you are. We have it made."

	I closed the airlock and we both situated ourselves in the
launch couches. They were extremely uncomfortable since they were
designed with scales, not fur in mind, but the few bruises were worth
getting to the spacestation safely.

	I talked us through docking by telling the station that I was
bringing the ship up to get some re-enforcements for the ground side
operation.

	Things got sticky again after we docked. We had to hide and
let the scalies board before we snuck off. I was glad that scalies
couldn't smell too well through their armor. I knew I was filling the
air with the scent of fear and I could catch Pearl's scent from almost
ten meters away. It was getting more and more arousing by the minute.
She didn't have much time left.

	She led me to the locker where she had hid the Enhancer. It
was one of the low cost ones. The type regularly searched by the port
authorities for contraband. It was another stroke of luck, or at least
another example of lack of forethought on the scalies part, that it
was still there.

	That in hand, we rushed to my `rig. I powered it up while
Pearl set to installing the Enhancer. We would need it if we expected
to out run a scaly ship.

	I called in for clearance and got a big surprise as I
recognized Brian's voice. "Identify ship and planned course?" he asked
in the bored voice typical of a station traffic controller.

	"Brian! This is Verge of Clor's Paw. How's it going, you
under-sexed bastard?"

	"Verge! Shipping out already? I thought you couldn't find a
navigator? Oh, and I am properly Oversexed once more."

	"I found a great Navi! She and I get along great. Glad to hear
you are in better spirits. Give me clearance and I'm out of here."

	"Okay, hold a sec and I'll get you a route." The radio went
silent. I checked on Pearl's progress with the Enhancer. She had the
Nav console in ruins and was having a bit of trouble fitting the
Enhancer in place. I was about to offer suggestions when Brian came
back on-line.

	"Sorry, Verge, but the scalies just requested a thirty minute
hold on all launches. They say someone up here has something that
belongs to them. You wouldn't have anything to do with this would
you?"

	"Yes, and no." I paused and thought about what to tell him.

	Then I had an idea that might cause the scalies a bit of pain
while throwing some money my friend's way. I asked Pearl for the data
chip containing the plans for the Enhancer and plugged it into the
ship's data transfer unit. "Verge, put your data unit on receive, I'm
sending you a little something to get you to change your mind."

	"Hey, you know I can't accept bribes, pal!" However, my
computer showed he was receiving.

	"You sure you can't give me clearance?" I asked when the unit
showed transfer complete.

	Brian answered, "No way, Verge. I just got this job, I'm not
about to lose it." At the same time my transfer unit indicated an
incoming dump. I switched it to display two. It was a message from
Brian saying, "Thanks for the plans. If you hit your thrusters three
minutes after we sign off, you will find that the clamps will be all
clear. Use course Z85."

	I cleared the display. "I understand, Brian. Maybe we can have
some brew in the station bar while I wait? I wouldn't mind introducing
you to my Navi."

	"Thanks but no thanks. I don't get off shift for at least two
hours. You'll be long gone by then. Maybe next time. Keep your fur
clean!"

	"Will do. Bye, Brian."

	"Love long, Verge," Brian said signing off.

	I checked once more on Pearl's progress as I set up for burn
in three minutes. "You going to have that done soon?" I asked.

	Pearl looked up from the mess and nodded, "Only two more
connections."

	"We have two minutes, forty seconds to burn. I suggest you
strap in as soon as possible."

	She made the final connections and began to close the console
up. It took no where as long to clean up as it had to make the mess.
Things were all ready and she was strapped in before the count got to
zero.

	We both wrapped our tails around the tail supports as the ship
pushed off from station at three Gs. Not having picked up the cargo
pod, my Hyper-rig was quite powerful. It took a whole six minutes at
three Gs before the claxons went off.

	The scalies had noticed our unscheduled departure and figured
out who we were. I switched to tactical to see how bad things were.

	It was worse than I thought it would be. The tactical display
showed at least twenty ships chasing us. And two of those ships were
full fledged warships. I turned the deflector screens to full just in
time for them to be hit by a warning shot. Had the screens not been in
place, the engines would have been toast.

	Pearl and I both went into a flurry of activity. First I
slowed acceleration down to 1.5 Gs so we could move around. Pearl laid
in a course and I flew evasive.

	I was about to ask Pearl if it was safe to jump yet when my
senses reeled. Pearl's scent became overpowering. I kept my wits about
me only long enough to key a jump to Hyperspace. I didn't care where
we were going, I just knew that if we didn't jump, we would both be
dead as Pearl entered heat.

	The Enhancer worked. I also found out later that as our ship
twisted into hyperspace, both warships had flanked us and launched
full volleys of missiles at us. The missiles crossed the space where
we should have been and struck the opposite warship. Both warships
were crippled. No ship had ever jumped so deep in a gravity well
before.

	As I plucked Pearl out of her couch I glanced at the readout
on our destination. It was a rim world called Crystal, normally two
months out from Touson. We would be there in two weeks.

	Two weeks with sexy Pearl in full heat. I was in Heaven.

			       The End