The Furred Reich Page 2

  Amalija’s race, deercats, were quite scarce in these parts. She was slender, stood at five foot eight, and was clothed a sleeveless dress with slits on each side of the hem that allowed air to flow up her legs. The servant was plenty used to harsh environments, and would not once dare complain about the oven-like weather today. Until Kai pushed her buttons, of course.

  She turned around to swat at Kai’s leg, and in response the lioness slipped off the horse with ease and ran ahead with laughter, cloak flowing behind her. Amalija took up the cat and mouse game, and their chocolate horse continued walking loyally after them towards a ring of date trees encircling one of the natural watering holes along this jungle-bound trade route. Within moments the pair stumbled upon something curious, maybe even amusing: A human, wearing a camouflaged green uniform and with wavy, blonde hair, laying almost face down beneath a date tree.

  “Do you think it’s dead?” Kairah questioned with a loud ‘whisper.’

  “Poke it, Amalija! Go see if it’s dead!” the lioness prodded ’Lija forward.

  Kairah was the brave one, though, and so she neared the skinny-looking, uniformed human. Once close, she crouched and nudged at the man. “Maybe it is dead…” Amalija muttered with sudden worry.

  “Maybe he needs water!”

  Amalija ran to the shore to gather some in an earthenware bucket.

  “He looks cooked.” The lioness retorted, noticing his ruddy face, which was clearly not used to the environment. “It’s a shame you don’t like eating meat!”

  “This isn’t a joking matter, Kairah!” ’Lija waved her arms around in panic.

  Then the human groaned and stirred at the lioness’ feet. With a choked cough, he slowly got to his elbows and blinked up at Kairah. All the commotion seemed more than enough to wake him up. At first he seemed frightened, but he softened after just a few seconds. He blinked up at Kairah, slowly shaking his head in bewilderment.

  “W… Water? Oh that would be… great. Kitty!”

  The lioness chuckled. “You heard the man,” she cooed over her shoulder to Lija, who gathered the water in the bucket with an easy scoop. Their horse stopped by the water for a drink too.

  Kairah’s hand reached down toward the eagle badge on his right breast, and thumb stroked along the wreath-circled swastika beneath it.

  “Never seen this before…” She cooed. The human continued dazedly blinking at them. All this time she thought she’d seen everything.

  Amalija came up behind Kai, sat the bucket down next to the lioness and crouched down on the other side of the man. “I think the sun got to him,” said Kai, seeming a bit more serious as she grabbed the bucket.

  “Support his head.”

  Amalija did so, and the human opened his eyes again. Kai heaved the bucket up and guided the water close to his mouth. “Drink up, buddy,” she said to the man.

  The human opened his mouth to the bucket, readily drinking in the water but gurgling a “dank you” into it. He was conscious, but seemed ‘not all there.’

  “Dank you,” he said again. “We’ll take the factory. We’re outnumbered as always, but we’ll get it. Could really use some more artillery fire over here.”

  The human male blinked up at the lioness, seeming to go in and out of cognizance.

  “Oh hi.” He smiled politely, as if they had somehow met before. “How are you today?”

  Kairah looked over to Amalija as she lowered the bucket, amused by this all. Amalija cradled the human’s head, still concerned about him.

  “I’m good, thanks.” The lioness responded, eyes still on Lija.

  “Let’s get him dressed, covered, mount him and take him to the town east of here. We’ll hire a room so he can recover.”

  Amalija smiled and nodded, glad that the lioness was one to take care of even a stranger. The pair started to prop him up a bit more, when Kai took off her cloak and draped the man in it to shield him from the sun.

  “Take it easy, buddy.” The lioness said gently.

  “We’re going to take you to safety, alright?”

  Troika

  “Oh ok, sounds good. But hey. Watch out for the low-flying aircraft.”

  By the time he felt himself being lifted off the ground by the two girls, Hans began to question his perception. His mind was playing a trick on him, yet the reality was too crisp to be a dream.

  Dreams usually came from somewhere in the recesses of one’s mind, yet the idea of animals talking and walking on two legs was nothing he’d ever pondered. Still, Hans felt too exhausted, mentally and physically, to think much about it. Hans helped the girls put him atop the horse, and all his belongings were now tucked into the horse’s carrier bags.

  “I’m Kairah, and that’s Amalija. What’s your name?” The lioness sat behind him to hold him up better.

  “Hi Kairah and Ama… Amalija. I am Gefreiter Hans Hepner of the Grossdeutschland…”

  “It’s a pleasure, Gefreiter Hans.” Kairah greeted him officially while the servant continued to walk the horse. It seemed the lioness didn’t recognize any of his titles.

  “Have you heard any planes in the sky today?”

  “…No. Only birds.”

  As their little caravan moved forward, short, golden grass began peeking out of the ground. A desolate, sand-covered horizon occasionally gave way to scrub brush. Before long, a town stood ahead of them. It only a collection of square, white, brick boxes. Kairah found the only inn, and the horse was taken out to a barn nearby. Their temporary abode was just another one of the white boxes, but this one had two floors. Their room was on the top: A small but comfortable place, with the bright but waning desert sun shining through the window.

  Hans’ temples throbbed in pain, but he did his best to hide that from the girls. They must have noticed, anyway. While Amalija was out gathering food and water, Kairah laid Hans down on the bed and sat next to him with a small hum.

  “You need to rest,” she explained, hands dunked into a bucket of water with a damp rag, which she rinsed out and placed along Hans’ forehead and back of his neck. He blinked as peaceful, damp darkness covered his blue eyes.

  “Ah, you think so?” He smiled, “I haven’t had a full night of sleep for awhile. Never been in a bed since then, either.” His hands rested on his thighs.

  Kairah’s ears flicked and she reached forward to run her fingers through Hans’ hair, probably out of sympathy. “We’ll stay with you until we are confident you are fine.”

  The lioness stood up and moved to the edge of the bed to undo his boots. Amalija came in with a tray and set it down upon the table to the side, kicking the door shut behind her. The deeercat took a seat next to Hans, occupying the space Kai once had, and reached a hand over to feed the German some freshly baked bread. “Here,” the servant said. Within just a few short minutes, he fell fast asleep.

  For Hans, sleep was a black hole lost in time, like death. Besides, dreaming within a dream would have been impossible.

  Hans awoke to feel the lioness’ plantigrade hand in his hair once again, eyes opened slowly to see the sun had given way to bright desert moonlight which poured into their room. Sleep gave Hans a firmer sense of reality.

  “…Wait… Where am I?” He recognized the two furred females, but just wasn’t sure exactly what happened or how he got here. Kairah sat on one side of the bed, Amalija on the other, and both were staring right at him. Hans was naked from the waist up. They must have removed his tunic.

  “Surrounded by lovely girls?”

  Amalija smiled at the compliment, and looked over her shoulder to him as she placed down whatever object was in her hand.

  “We brought you here,” Lija said. “We found you outside in the hot sun. You didn’t seem to be in a good state. So we brought you here and treated you.”

  Kairah nodded and dropped the bucket off to the side. Lija leaned in closer to him.

  “Are you feeling better now?” Kai asked quietly. It seemed the two of them were trying to keep their voice
s down to avoid a disturbing the neighboring rooms, even though some embarrassing noises were already coming from next door.

  Hans let out a sigh of relief. “Yes. So much better. You are both really considerate. I was sent to this division before I was old enough to fall in love, too. Haven’t been close to girls since then, either.”

  Those last words just flew out of his mouth.

  “Oh, so you’re a soldier?”

  “Yes.”

  “Not been in love before?”

  “No.”

  “That’s OK, neither have we. Love is stupid, anyway.”

  Amalija seemed to look down at what Kai just said.

  “No it’s not… I want to find it some day.”

  Hans realized he was a burden to the two, and that he was taking up the only bed that the two had to sleep in.

  “Anyways. You must be pretty tired now. I should give you my spot…”

  “Nah, it’s fine. We don’t mind sharing.” Kai chuckled, cooing at him.

  “Amalija and I have traveled together for over a year now, we’re used to sharing. An extra person won’t be a hassle.” The lioness leaned back in her seat. “As you said, you haven’t been able to rest for awhile. Why not just relax tonight while you can?” She smiled down to Hans.

  He blushed at that idea of the two girls sleeping on either side of him, and it seemed at that moment Kairah was watching him closely. Just a few weeks ago Hans had his seventeenth birthday. He didn’t know too much about girls.

  “OK thanks. I’ll try not to disturb you while I sleep. I’m really glad to have met you both.” Hans yawned and pulled the blanket back over him. The noises from next door were only getting louder.

  Amalija turned and laid on her side, facing toward the window and away from Hans, her tail draped loosely over her leg. She seemed shy. But Kairah leaned forward in such a way that Hans could see her cleavage, hands pressed on the mattress next to his side, and smirked a bit.

  “So does this mean you’re a virgin?” Amalija lowered her ears in embarrassment as she heard Kairah tease Hans. Maybe ’Lija was relieved that she wasn’t the target of Kai’s teasing this time. Not for tonight at least.

  “…Cause, I mean, we can change that if you like.” Kai cooed smoothly, causing Lija to finally look around over her shoulder in shock.

  Troika, pt. 2

  Hans gasped. Perhaps if he had more experience, he would have seen Kairah’s advance coming, but indeed, he was a virgin, and he was every bit as shocked at Kairah’s offer as was the deercat laying next to him.

  “I uh. Yes, I am one.” He turned to look at Kairah, his eyes dipping down to her modest but bubbly cleavage.

  For men living the lives of hunted beasts, every moment was precious. Any hour could be Hans’ last. He had to eat and drink when he could, and also make love when he could. For Hans, there was no time for eloquence over the girls’ hair or eyes.

  Still, it felt wrong to grab and desperately consume, to take these girls like a man dying of thirst takes cold water. He might not have been experienced with the opposite sex, but something told him desperation would not go down well.

  He reached forward and ran the back of his hand along Kairah’s tawny thigh, touching the fur through the fabric of her trousers. She smiled at him, and didn’t seem to mind at all.

  “…But I learn fast…”

  Without thinking, his hand slid beneath Kairah’s shirt and brushed along her flank, the sensation of fur on his hand for the first time. Before his hand could wonder too far, Kairah settled her hand on his bare stomach, leaning over to kiss lightly on his lips. Though she was a lioness, her face looked like one of a human female’s, with the only difference being short, tan fur and yellow-orange eyes that looked unmistakably feline.

  Yes, his imagination was playing quite a trick on him tonight.

  He looked back and smiled politely to Amalija. “It would be nice if Amalija joins us, too. If she likes.”

  “That’s up to Amalija. She’s just like you.”

  Kai’s hand slid down over his groin, where it groped and massaged.

  The deercat rolled onto her back to watch, as if debating back and forth whether to join the two of them. The lioness lifted herself up and straddled atop the human, leaned in and kissed him deeper, hand still massaging his groin, which was now at full attention. Hans felt a wave of excitement wash over him. Kairah soaked up their kiss, gently brushing her tongue back against his own as if just to taste his saliva and feel closer to the nice human beneath her.

  She released the kiss, sitting upright atop him as she began pulling off her shirt. He couldn’t help but be intensely curious about what he would soon get to see. Hans had never even seen a woman naked before, but Kairah wasn’t really human. Her shirt came off first, and his eyes poured over her body. Tanned fur along her flanks, and softer, creamy fur up her slender belly. Modest breasts, which couldn’t have been more than a B cup, bounced out of their confines for him.

  “Virgins don’t last too long,” Kairah said matter-of-factly, “but we do have an herb that can make you continue even after you orgasm a couple times. If you’d like? That way you can experiment with me for as long as you’d like.”

  The soldier’s hands wondered down to Kairah’s trim body, settling on her backside, which he pawed unambiguously through her pants. “I’d love to try that herb.” He smiled sheepishly. “I’m not sure how long I’d last on my own once we’ve started.”

  Then Amalija stood up. “I want to join as well,” the deercat murmured as she began pulling off her dress. Kairah smiled and stood up, walking over to the side as she undid her pants.

  “Wait there, Amalija.”

  Kairah lifted herself off his body, and his eyes quickly fixed themselves upon the younger deercat, who was now standing naked before him. Hans had never heard of a deercat, but he imagined they might look like a cross between a cat and a deer. Now he knew that guess was right.

  Though Amalija stood there gawkily, the natural grace of her species was inherent in her body: Slender, long legs that matched her skinny hands and long fingers. She was a good four inches taller than Kairah and almost as tall as Hans. Her flanks and back were covered in a light tan fur and speckled by chestnut fawn marks along her thin shoulders and modest, but rounded hide. Up her inner thighs and belly was a bright white fur which covered modest breasts crowned by pink nipples probably similar to those of a German girl.

  Hans looked intently at the deercat who had professed her desire to lose her virginity to him. She looked a little more like an actual animal than did Kairah. Lija’s nose was that of a cat’s, with the hint of a muzzle. Her feet were hooved, not plantigrade like Kairah’s.

  Lija had bright green eyes and two very catlike ears. Her hair and curved, bushy tail were the same color as her fawn marks; medium chestnut. He gazed at ’Lija as she nervously stood there. Then Kairah walked in, herb in hand, and offered it to Hans. “Chew it a little. It will taste like mint.”

  Once he took the herb, Kairah pulled off her pants and was fully nude for him, just like Amalija. The lioness’ slender legs were colored in the tan fur of her sides and back, and the insides of her thighs had the same creaminess as her belly.

  The girls laid down on either of Hans’ side, and began kissing away at him, Kairah kissing at Hans’ neck under his ear. Lija was following Kai’s lead, but started at his shoulder and chest. Lija’s kisses were noticeably lighter, and more reserved.

  He could feel them both trailing down him, and at once his body was overwhelmed with the unfamiliar sensation of a woman’s teasing lips. Within a few long seconds his body was trembling all over.

  The lioness took off Hans’ pants, shooting him a glance. Once he was nude with both of them, Kairah laid down on her stomach, head hovering over Hans’ groin, began stroking and jerking him. Soon her head leaned in, and rough tongue trailed around the head. Hans winced aloud.

  “Relax. I got both of you to teach.” She cooed. Lija watched in
tently as Kai began licking up the underside of the human’s shaft, which to her seemed quite the appropriate size.

  Hans’ shaft flesh recoiled to the feeling of her tongue as he did his best to keep eyes locked on Kairah, and occasionally Lija. Kairah’s ears perked up as he groaned and encouraged them on. There were many things from tonight that he wouldn’t soon forget.

  Kairah leaned back and kissed at his hip, and Lija lowered her head to do much the same. Soon enough Hans would feel both of their tongues teasing at his skin, and the sensation quivered right up his spine. Kairah’s tongue rough, Amalija’s a bit longer and softer than Kai’s, both of them steadily padding against his skin.

  To Hans’ surprise, it was the deercat who took the next step, parting her pouty lips to take in a few inches of Hans’ throbbing head, her mouth now giving him a soft suckle.

  “This is going to be a night you can’t forget,” the lioness chuckled, as if reading his mind. She then took it upon herself to stroke and jerk the rest of his length left unattended, even turning to massage at his balls here and there.

  “Y-yes,” he panted out, body jumping slightly as she caressed his balls, as if finally giving in to all the girls’ stimulation. “That’s… for sure.”

  Lija lifted her head up, dragging lips along Hans’ sensitive skin before gracefully straddling his lap, all in one fluid motion that contrasted with her gawkiness from just a moment ago. Her furred hand reached down to guide his tip up in alignment to her virgin sex, and then she slowly lowered herself onto him, feeling his girth press her tight lovehole open for him.

  At first it seemed there was no hope to couple with the graceful deercat; she was so tight. But slowly Lija worked herself up, and down, and Hans’ throbby head steadily prodded open its snug prize until her trim sex opened around his head and took him in. After that, Hans found the going a bit easier and his deercat friend lowered herself to eventually sit atop the human.