Date: Sun, 30 Mar 2014 17:45:33 -0500
From: Vic James <vicjames2@hotmail.com>
Subject: Beasts Chapter Fourteen

                             Beasts
                          By Vic James
                      vicjames2@hotmail.com
                   Copyright 2013 by Vic James
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                          Fourteen
   We got up and left the room. We entered a very small room.
   "Digger, will you wait outside?" Dr. Rosenbloom asked.
   He looked surprised, but he left the room.
   "Stand here, Eric," he said.
   He stood next to me. A cord dropped down from the ceiling.
There was a loop on the end.
   "Let me have your hand."
   He put my hand through the loop and it tightened around my
wrist.
   I looked at Dr. Rosenbloom's very thin arms. They were
perhaps two centimeters in diameter, and that was including the
feathers that covered them. His hands were large in comparison,
though, and his fingers long and thin. I assumed his arms were
that thin to keep his body weight down. His torse was thin, too.
I wondered why his head was so big, then I realized it had to be
large enough for his brain. But if his body was in proportion to
his head, it would probably have been too heavy to fly without
enormous wings. The rest of his body must have been shrunk to
keep his weight down. I couldn't see his legs; he was wearing
pants. But I assumed they were thin, too. His wings were folded
flat against his back. They seemed to collapse into a very small
space.
   Dr. Rosenbloom pressed a button. I heard a hissing sound.
Then part of the floor opened to space. I stared at the millions
and millions of brilliant points in the black of space. My mouth
and eyes closed automatically, and my ears popped. At the same
time, I heard his beak clamp shut. I tried to open my eyes. I
couldn't. Then a moment later, I was able to. My vision was
blurred. I began blinking my eyes and it slowly came back into
focus. But it seemed like I was wearing sunglasses. The room was
a bit darker. I thought it was a strange place to put a
viewscreen-on the floor, and then it began to sink in. We were in
the vacuum of space. That explained the hiss I heard and my ears
popping. It was air escaping. I was shocked and frightened, but I
calmed when I realized I was comfortable. My skin was tingling. I
assumed it was an effect of the vacuum. I remained nervous,
although I realized Dr. Rosenbloom wouldn't be with me, if we
were in a dangerous situation. I wondered how long I could live
in vacuum. I realized my eyes had to be covered with something.
It was blocking some of the light, but they worked. I could see.
   He pushed a button and the floor appeared, again. I heard
hissing as air returned to the room, once the floor was sealed.
He walked to the door and opened it.
   "Did you watch?" he asked Digger.
   "Yes. I couldn't believe it. At first, I was afraid you were
committing suicide," Digger said.
   Dr. Rosenbloom laughed.
   "I'm far too fond of myself to ever do that. Now that
probably seemed dangerous, didn't it?"
   I nodded.
   "It wasn't. Nanites sealed your respiratory system. Then
nanites in your lungs began converting the carbon dioxide your
body produces, back to oxygen. They produced a film that
protected your eyes, ears, nose, and skin. Did you try to open
your mouth?"
   "No."
   "You wouldn't have been able to, had you tried. We would have
easily survived an hour in space without space suits. We wouldn't
suffocate. However, the nanites can't overcome extreme heat and
can only protect against extreme cold for a while. But I'm still
working on them. There are many more capabilities, and we will
discuss them at some point. But first, what are your impressions?
If you are upset about the way I showed you, I understand, but it
seemed simpler than an explanation, which probably wouldn't have
convinced you, anyway."
   "I guess it was. It was certainly more effective. How did
they adjust so rapidly?"
   "I cheated a little. I sent a signal to them ahead of time.
Without it, you would have survived, but been less comfortable
while they were rushing to do all that needed to be done. It
would have been two to three minutes before you could open your
eyes and I wanted you to be able to see what was going on."
   "Could our bodies survive on another planet?"
   Dr. Rosenbloom nodded.
   "That is one of my goals. Your body has some modifications in
support of that goal. No Beasts are subject to frostbite, but
your skin, especially can tolerate extreme conditions."
   He turned and one wall displayed a weird, alien planet. I saw
a river flowing slowly by. Yellow mountains were in the
background. Then I saw something in the sky. I realized it was
part of a ring. Was it Saturn in the sky?
   "Titan. A moon of Saturn. I hope to live there someday," the
doctor said. "To fly on that moon, with Saturn in the sky above
me." He shook his head. "That would be heaven for me. That will
be Beast 5.0, though. Beast 4.0 will be able to live on the
surface of Mars, and survive breathing only its thin atmosphere.
They will also require much less water. There is no reason so
much water needs to be excreted by the kidneys. Beast 5.0 will
excrete a uric acid paste, like birds."
   I shook my head.
   "I'm sure you'll make it," I said.
   "I'm glad you have such confidence in me, not that it's
misplaced."
   "After seeing Jock survive the explosion, I can't help but be
confident."
   "Yes. One advantage of the new nanites is that they remain
active, even after the death of the person they inhabit. They are
much more mobile than earlier nanites, and they are directed. The
lack of circulation doesn't prevent them from getting where they
need to be. In Jock's case, they were able to revive him. Of
course, he wasn't in the bar at the time of the explosion. He was
behind the bar, in the alley. Had his injuries been more severe,
well."
   I nodded. If his head was gone, what could nanites do?
   "Are you happy with your body?"
   "Very. Thank you."
   He nodded.
   "If you have any feedback, feel free to give it to me. I need
to know if the body gives you any kinds of problems."
   "I will."
   "Do you think you want to change your face?"
   I thought for a moment.
   "I don't know. Right now, I feel lucky to be alive. I think I
will get used to it, it's a nice face, but. Really. I'm just
grateful. I don't know how I can thank you enough."
   "There is no need. I would have done it for Digger, even if
his mate couldn't provide free advertising. I consider all my
Beasts my children, in a way, but Digger and Pan are closest to
my heart. I'm not a very emotional person, but in a way, I
suppose I think of you as a son-in-law."
   I was going to offer to pay him for what he had done, but as
a son-in-law, I wondered if I should. I decided to ask Digger and
my mother before saying anything to Dr. Rosenbloom.
   "Do you think you might ever want to have children?"
   I looked at Digger, who smiled.
   "Yes. I think I would love that."
   "Excellent. Your child will benefit humanity in a way few
others do. If you and your child convince humans to convert, you
will have given them a tremendous gift."
   "And my human brain exists in this Beast body with no
complications?"
   "I've been testing that very thing on myself for years. You
realize how old I am, don't you?"
   "I don't know your date of birth, but the trial was almost
two hundred years ago, and you spent decades developing Beasts."
   He nodded.
   "I like to wear my latest designs. I don't know how long my
brain cells will last. I'm surprised they have lasted as long as
they have. But there has obviously been no rejection of the brain
by the body. It was designed not to, and it has worked the way I
planned. You must remember that the immune system is designed. It
doesn't reject the brain because it isn't designed to. It never
goes haywire, like humans' sometimes do. If a Beast needed a
transplanted organ from another Beast, there would be no immune
system rejection. It would recognize that the new organ belonged
there. There's no rheumatoid arthritis, no asthma, and none of
the hundreds of other ways the human immune system can
malfunction."
   "Then it's my original brain inside my skull, damage and
all?"
   "Yes, but brain tissue was grown and implanted to replace the
damaged sections. The damage was peculiar, due to the odd type of
projectile the shooter used. It was water ice with a core of dry
ice." That was bizarre. I wondered why on Earth someone would use
a bullet made of two kinds of ice. Dr. Rosenbloom continued, "It
was carrying rogue nanites, which I assume had to be kept cold.
Those in your brain destroyed them. I also assume the nanites
weren't designed to kill you, since an explosive bullet would be
more lethal. Perhaps, they wanted you to suffer, if you survived,
or to be able to control you." I closed my eyes. People I'd never
met hated me. I'd done nothing to them. Why? "I've also wondered
if the two assassins had different goals, with one trying to kill
you and the other trying to infect you. In any case, the nanites
Digger ejaculated into you had already entered your brain and
created a map of your brain, the gestalt. It was updated about
once per hour. My hope when I designed the new nanites, was that
they would record memories, along with the state of synapses, and
in a case such as yours, could recreate the portion of the
gestalt in the new brain tissue. I had never tested it, though."
   I sat there, trying to absorb it all. I decided not to think
about what the Neos did and why they did it. They were in the
past.
   "So my memories were added to the new section of brain?"
   He nodded his head.
   "I'm certainly not glad your brain was damaged, but we have
learned something very valuable."
   I nodded.
   "I can see that. I'm sure others will have accidents."
   He nodded.
   "When significant numbers of my own brain cells begin to die,
I should be able to use the same technique on myself. I can
replace sections of my brain, piece by piece."
   I shivered at the thought. He chuckled"
   "It is a daunting idea, but it is better than the
alternative."
   "I suppose it is."
   "Digger told me that the two of you once discussed getting
married on the moon."
   "Yes, we did."
   "If the idea appeals to you, you could take a short stroll on
the moon-outside-without a spacesuit. It would be excellent
advertising for your new body. I have been injecting Digger with
the newest nanites, so he can accompany you there. You should
both wear shoes."
   I almost laughed. I couldn't go barefoot, outside on the
moon? It was difficult to believe all he was telling me, but I
had no choice. I had just been in complete vacuum and it wasn't
even uncomfortable. I smiled at him.
   "I will. I assume we want a newsie, nearby."
   "Absolutely. You should have no trouble convincing more one
to accompany you." He paused. "I just gave Digger the trigger
word to prepare your nanites in advance of your trip into vacuum.
He can give it to you. I suggest giving the command thirty
minutes before you plan to go outside. If you forget to give the
command in advance, don't panic, just wait until you can open
your eyes before proceeding."
   I looked at Digger. He was looking at Dr. Rosenbloom. Digger
was so handsome. I hoped our kids looked like him. I supposed
they would, because I was human. I shook my head. No. I wasn't. I
just used to be human. I had a Beast body, with Beast DNA. My
sperm or egg would have the genetic material of my new body. Then
I wondered where my old body was. I almost laughed when I
realized I was wearing it. My old body was changed into this one.
It was the same matter, just rearranged. There was a lot to
absorb.
   "Will I have trouble establishing my identity in a new body?"
I asked him.
   "You shouldn't. The Majoratum is aware of what I did to keep
you alive. Your new fingerprints, retinal scans, and DNA
signature have been submitted. You aren't the first human to
convert."
   I nodded.
   A very attractive Chimp walked up to us. He was almost as
attractive as Alek.
   "Hello, Harry." Digger said to him.
   "Hello, Digger." He turned to me. "Hello, Eric. I'm Harry."
   He held out his hand and I shook it.
   "How do you feel?" Harry asked me.
   "I feel fine. A little stunned by all the changes."
   Harry nodded.
   "You are smiling, so you must be coping," Harry said.
   I nodded.
   "Councilors Adams and Carstairs would like to speak to you,"
he said to Dr. Rosenbloom.
   "Yes. Good."
   "Do you have any questions about your body?" he asked me.
   "No, sir. But I have a question about Digger."
   Dr. Rosenbloom titled his head. I glanced at Digger. He was
frowning.
   "Digger told me his parents took care of a real gorilla and
asked you..."
   "Ah," Dr. Rosenbloom said. "Do you want to know how much of
the gorilla is in Digger?"
   "Yes, sir."
   "Digger, would you mind leaving?" Dr. Rosenbloom asked him.
   "I really want to know," Digger said.
   "I think you already know. How different are you from other
Gorillas you know?"
   Digger thought for a moment.
   "Not very."
   "Exactly. There is nothing of Digger the gorilla, small g, in
this Digger. His parents' gorilla acted human. That is why they
loved him so much. They described his characteristics to me, and
I could name many people who could be described the same way. I
couldn't name any gorillas, small G, who could, though. He was a
singular animal, and as they described him, I could understand
why they loved him so much. That is quite common with humans and
animals. The more human an animal acts, the move lovable he
becomes to most humans. Their Digger obviously loved them back,
which only strengthened their bond. I gave Digger's parents two
perfect babies. How could they not be pleased by them?"
   "That's about what I thought," I said to him.
   Dr. Rosenbloom turned and walked away with Harry.
   "Harry is Dr. Rosenbloom's lover," Digger said.
   "Really?"
   I hoped for Harry's sake that Dr. Rosenbloom never tried to
give him a blow job. That beak.
   "Yes. He's one of the few who address him by his first name.
Come on. Let's go to the lounge."
   We walked into a large dimly lit room.
   "He said he thinks of Beasts as his children. I wonder if he
felt awkward with Harry at first," I said.
   "There is usually a little awkwardness at the start of any
relationship. Harry is third generation, though. It was Harry's
grandparents that Rosenbloom produced."
   I nodded.
   "Are you hungry? I am."
   "A little."
   I walked over to a terminal. It had pictures of food with
selection buttons. I ordered an egg sandwich. Digger thought that
sounded good and ordered one for himself.
   "Would you like something to drink?" Digger asked me.
   "Sure," I said, grinning.
   I rubbed his groin. He chuckled. I felt him stiffen. I pulled
his elastic-waisted pants under his balls. I bent over and licked
the head of his cock.
   "It might be better to give you that in our room. Your mother
could walk in."
   I stood up and pulled his pants up.
   "Good point. Sandwich and then Digger juice."
   He grinned.
   "How about coffee for now."
   "That sounds great."
   He ordered it.
   "I love you, Digger."
   He took me in his arms.
   "I've been so worried. We hadn't known each other long before
I lost you. I started to wonder whether you felt the same about
me, or whether I was remembering what I wanted to remember. And
even if you did love me as much as I thought you did, would those
memories be gone? We knew enough of your brain was fine for you
to survive, but I had no idea whether the memories you lost would
be the ones of me. Dr. Rosenbloom thought it would be your short
term memories that would be missing is his process didn't work. I
worried whether I was a short term memory."
   Poor Digger. He must have been worried for a year. I hugged
him.
   "You remembered right. I love you very much now and I did
then, too." I ran my hands over his muscular shoulders. "You also
excite me more than anyone I've ever met."
   He grinned.
   "Even more than the guy you see now in the mirror?"
   l laughed.
   "I'll admit that he's hot and if you ever leave me, I might
marry him."
   Digger burst out laughing.
   "Invite me to the wedding, please! 'Do you Eric take his man
Eric to be your husband?'"
   "Imagine the honeymoon!" I said. "I'd spend the whole thing
with his cock in my mouth."
   Digger grinned.
   "It's a shame he's a bottom, though."
   I nodded.
   "It's his only flaw. I better keep you."
   He kissed me. It was strange kissing. My mouth was different
and his tongue took up less of it.
   He stood and touched his meme.
   I sat and smiled at him as he took his call. A moment later,
he sat next to me. I left it covered, but I did feel his erection
while he was on his call. I wanted it and I didn't think I could
wait much longer.
   "That was Alek."
   "How is he?"
   "Worried."
   "What's wrong?"
   "He almost got the three of us killed. You lost your old
body."
   I shook my head. While I was sleeping, everybody else was
worrying. I was sure my mother worried most of all.
   "Oh. I don't blame him. Not a bit. I didn't encrypt the
photos you or Stefan gave me. I'm not surprised he didn't. I
blame the Neos. I like Alek very much."
   "He will be very relieved."
   "Especially after he fills another glass for me. But NO
VIDEO!"
   Digger laughed.
   "You may have trouble convincing him to do it. Don't forget
he almost lost his life, too!"
   "I bet I can convince him! Or maybe."
   "What?"
   "Well, he likes humans, too. Maybe I won't appeal to him."
   "Eric, we all know it's you."
   I looked at Digger's crotch. He was hard and I had made him
that way. That was proof he wanted me, even as a Gorilla.
   A robot cart like a tug rolled into the room with our
sandwiches and coffee. I picked up a plate and put it on my lap.
I reached over and squeezed Digger's erection some more.
   "That's what I really want."
   "It's dessert."
   I laughed.
   "I want an all day dessert."
   He grinned.
   "Eat your eggs before you eat any sperm."
   I burst out laughing.
   "That does sound like good advice."
   I ate my sandwich as I leaned against him. He put his arm
around me.
   Between bites, I said, "I should call Alek."
   "He'll feel better once you have."
   He rubbed my belly. It was hairy. I was hairy.
   "I'm going to be the hairiest mother since the last
Neanderthal woman died. I'm hairier than any female Beast I've
seen."
   "Are you sure you want to be a mother?"
   "Pretty sure. I'm not sure when I want to be one, though."
   "We can talk about it. We have decades to decide."
   "Did The Wild Life II open?"
   "It was delayed a week, but it's open. Lucius is running the
whole thing."
   "How is business?"
   "Very good. There are a lot more humans interested in Beasts.
The video of you drinking Alek's spunk and obviously enjoying it
was widely viewed." I cringed inside. I was not cutout to be a
porn star. "Lucius put in a row for gloryholes for Beasts to be
serviced by humans. He says they are very popular."
   That was supposed to be my job! I almost laughed. As a
mother, sucking strangers at gloryholes might not be appropriate.
   "That's good. Does Alek have a new temporary spouse?" I
asked.
   "No. He uses the gloryholes in The Wild Life II. If you ask
me, he has been avoiding relationships."
   "Do you know why?"
   "I'm not certain, but I assume it has to do with what
happened to us." Digger sighed. "I think he may be afraid he will
get someone else killed. He really feels responsible for what
happened to you."
   "That's a shame."
   "Would you want to have sex with him, again?" Digger asked
me.
   I thought for a moment.
   "Yes, but I don't know if I would want to continue it after
we have a child. How would I explain it to a four year old?"
   "You wouldn't. People don't stop having sex when they have a
child. You just don't have it in front of them. Do you mind if I
call Alek and tell him. He will feel much better."
   "Let me call him."
   "Let me get your meme. It's in our room."
   He got up and left the lounge. He came back a couple minutes
later with it. I hadn't seen the whole meme since I'd gotten it.
It was a Ruby. I'd picked it because I liked the color. I placed
it on my earlobe. As it burrowed into the skin, I remembered what
a creepy sensation that was. I felt the filaments travelling in
the skin from my earlobe to my head. Fortunately, it only lasted
a minute. I called Alek.
   "Hello," he answered.
   "Is this Alek, the amazing sex flik star?" I asked.
   "Yes. Who is this?"
   I realized he didn't recognize my voice.
   "Your biggest fan! I have all your fliks!"
   "Oh. All right."
   I smiled.
   "My favorite has to be the one of me drinking your semen from
a glass."
   "What? You? Who?" he stuttered.
   "Hi, Alek, it's Eric."
   "Eric! How are you?"
   "I'm great. Digger said you felt bad about what happened. I
just wanted you to know that I don't blame you. Not at all. In
fact, I wish you were here."
   "Do you really? That is such a relief. I was such a fool to
be so careless."
   "Don't worry about it. As long as Digger and you still want
to have sex with me in this body, I'm glad to have it."
   "I have missed both of you. Digger, I've known for years, but
I've missed you almost as much."
   "Alek, Dr. Rosenbloom told me I can have babies!"
   "What?"
   "He said my new body is pretty sweet. He demonstrated some of
its capabilities by suddenly opening a room we were in to
vacuum."
   Alek laughed. "That sounds like him. Wow! A baby!"
   "I want you to be the godfather, Alek."
   "Oh, Eric. Thank you, but I'm not religious. Isn't that a
religious thing?"
   "Well, in our case, it means we are trusting you to raise him
if we aren't able."
   "I would be honored."
   "Good! I've got to go. Bye, Alek."
   "Bye, Eric. Um, Eric. I love you and Digger."
   "I love you, too. Not romantically, but do I love you, Alek.
And I miss you."
   "I feel about a thousand times better," Alek said.
   "Good. I hope you'll let me see your cock when we see you
again."
   He chuckled.
   "If you want to see it, I will be delighted to let you."
   "I still want you, Alek. Listening to your voice is reminding
me how much."
   Alek sighed.
   "I'm glad, Eric. Truly. I was afraid I had destroyed our
friendship."
   I thought for a minute.
   "It's more than that, I think," I said to him.
   "Is it?"
   I decided I needed to be certain how I felt before I said
more. I felt like Alek was part of our family. After all, I loved
him and I wanted to have sex with him. But what did that make
him? A lover? A fuck buddy? A spouse? Did I love him
romantically? I said I didn't, but maybe that was just because I
loved Digger so much more. Maybe I loved Alek romantically, just
not as much as Digger.
   "I was really looking forward to the three of us living
together at the Innstibble. I hope that will still happen
someday. Maybe not at the Innstibble, though."
   "I do, too, Eric."
   "I'll call you later. Bye."
   "Goodbye, Eric."
   I disconnected.
   I smiled at Digger.
   "You told him?"
   "Yes. He seemed happy."
   Digger nodded.
   "Alek told me that from just the brief time we three were
together, that it started to feel like a family," Digger said.
   I smiled. That was how I felt, too.
   "I did tell him I wanted him to be our baby's godfather."
   "Did you? What did he say?"
   "He asked if it was a religious thing. I said no."
   "I'm glad you did," Digger said.
   "Has he made any more fliks?"
   "Just one. He didn't want to make it, but his producer kept
begging him."
   I nodded. Alek was rich. But people enjoyed his fliks. I
remembered Grex at the Innstibble saying his wife was a fan.
   "He may feel more like making them, now that he has spoken to
you."
   I was leaning against Digger. I looked down at the really big
lump in my pants. There was a wet spot from it leaking. That was
all me!
   "I love my new cock."
   Digger laughed.
   "I plan to love it, too. In fact, I want to love it right
now."
   He got up and took my hand. We walked to the room we'd spent
the night in. As soon as the door closed, Digger picked me up and
put me on our bed. He pulled my shorts down. He took my cock in
one hand and began sucking me. He was moving rapidly on it.
   "Slow down! I'm going to come!"
   He pulled off and grinned at me.
   "You can come many times a day, now. I plan to make you come
several times before we are through."
   I smiled and shook my head.
   "Just lie back and enjoy it."
   I did. Digger spent a long time becoming familiar with it. It
was new to both of us.
   "It's nice, but your old one was easier to suck," he told me.
   "Maybe I can have penis reducing surgery," I suggested.
   We both laughed.
   "I'm just glad you don't want to fuck me," Digger said,
before swallowing me, again.
   After I came, he pushed my legs up and began rimming me. I
groaned as his tongue slipped inside me. I pulled my legs back
further and that brought my cock near my mouth. I took it in my
mouth and began sucking myself while Digger rimmed me.
   When he pulled away, he said, "Oh, yeah! Suck yourself while
I fuck you. I want to fuck your spunk into your mouth."
   He got up and aimed his cock at my hole. He pushed inside me.
The pressure of his body pushed more of my cock into my mouth. As
before, the movement of his cock in my ass felt like my cock was
being stroked. I moaned around my dick, as I shot into my own
mouth. I wasn't about to admit how much I enjoyed that.
   "Oh, fuck! Your cunt is massaging my cock!" Digger said.
   I let go of my cock. I wanted to concentrate on Digger.
   "I love you," I said to him.
   "Were you talking to me or your cock?" he asked.
   I laughed.
   "I was talking to your cock!"
   "He can't hear you. He's buried."
   I laughed.
   "I know. He's exploring the grand canyon."
   "Don't brag. It's clean, but it isn't that grand."
   We both laughed.
   "It will be pretty grand once a baby slides out of it!"
   Digger stopped fucking me.
   "You seem pretty sure you want a baby," he said to me.
   I wondered about that. Maybe he didn't want one.
   "I think it would be nice. If you don't want one, it's OK. I
haven't been longing for one, or anything."
   "I just don't know how safe we are. I mean on Earth."
   I hadn't thought about that.
   "We'll wait until we know we're safe," I said.
   He smiled.
   "Good. We can put off worrying about how safe our child is."
   I thought about that. That's what my mother had been doing.
Digger would have noticed that.
   "I'm not in a hurry, Digger, at all. We can wait years. Maybe
I'll change my mind. I shouldn't have a baby just because I can."
   "True."
   Digger resumed fucking me.
   "I want to see you suck yourself," Digger said.
   "You do?"
   "Yes, it's hot. You like your new dick, don't you?"
   "Yes."
   "You like being able to suck yourself, now, don't you?"
   "Yes."
   "I want to hear you swallowing your own load. Alek isn't here
to feed you, but you can still have two Beast cocks feeding you."
   "You really don't mind?"
   Digger laughed.
   I swallowed my cock, again and sucked myself while he fucked
me. It was easy to do. My new body had no trouble bending that
much. He fucked me for several minutes. Then he grunted as he
shot inside me, and the guttural tone alone made me shoot. I
gulped down my warm spunk. It was as though Digger's cock was
shooting into my mouth. My cum tasted like his, and I loved his.
I still felt uncomfortable about how much I enjoyed it. I let go
of my cock and looked at Digger. He was grinning.
   "Do you like the taste of your cum?"
   "It tastes like yours, which means I'm addicted to it."
   He chuckled.
   "I feel like I should be paying attention to you, not to my
own cock."
   "I want you to get used to your new body. I want you to like
it."
   I nodded. I understood.
   "When you fuck me, it feels like my cock is being stroked. I
don't know why. If I had my eyes closed, I would think that
someone was stroking me."
   Digger grinned.
   "That's great! How does it feel to be sucking yourself at the
same time?"
   "Incredible."
   "Good! Let's do it some more!"
   I laughed.
   "I don't guess there's much to do on a space station."
   "Nothing that's as much fun as this," he said.
   Digger fucked me again. I stopped sucking myself long enough
to kiss him. After that, he pulled out of me.
   "Suck yourself. I'm going to massage your prostate," he said.
   I swallowed my dick as he pushed two fingers inside me. I
moaned when he found my prostate. He rubbed it with a finger on
one hand while he finger fucked me with a finger from his other
hand. The pleasure was intense and it wasn't long before my new
cock was feeding me more spunk. I had lost count of how many
orgasms I had had, but still semen shot out of my dick and hit
the back of my throat. It tasted great, but I realized I wished
Alek was there. I would rather swallow his than my own.
   An hour later, we paused. We lay side by side in bed,
grinning at each other.
   "You've come seven times," Digger said.
   I grinned.
   "It's incredible! I love my body."
   He looked very serious as he asked, "Do you really?"
   "Yes. Do you find it hard to believe?"
   "Your mother and I agonized on what to do about you.
Rosenbloom was pushing to convert you, but we had no idea what
you would want. You had never hinted that you wished you were a
Beast."
   "You did the right thing. If I woke up and you told me what
happened and I saw my face was damaged, I would have been very
depressed and angry."
   "We were angry. One of the gunmen ran over and shot you again
after you'd collapsed from the bullet in your brain. I was
unconscious, but I saw the security video later. The gunman
smiled as Agents took him away."
   I shook my head.
   "Dr. Rosenbloom has a picture of that man's smiling face next
to his desk monitor," Digger said.
   "Why?"
   "Harry told me that he had never seen 'Jeff' so angry as when
he first saw that man's face in the security video. He's had a
printed copy around ever since. Harry puts the picture face down
on his desk when Rosenbloom is not in the room."
   "He doesn't have it there because he likes it, does he?"
   "No. No. I think it's there so he won't forget what the enemy
will do."
   I got a cold chill.
   "Where is that guy now?" I asked.
   "Where else? On the moon."
   With my father. For some reason, my chill deepened.
   Something popped into my head, then.
   "I hope he likes me."
   "Rosenbloom?"
   "Yes. He went to an awful lot of trouble."
   "Your mother told him you wanted to establish a charitable
foundation that she would run. He was really pleased about that.
Harry told me that once he heard that, he was willing to do
anything for you."
   I sighed. I felt relieved that he didn't resent doing what he
had done. It occurred to me that he was very unlike his public
persona. He was determined to help people. He wanted everyone to
be healthier and live longer. He spoke of Eugenics, but he was
not trying to eliminate the 'unfit'. He just wanted them to
upgrade their bodies. It was a surprising revelation.
   "Did Dr. Rosenbloom mean it when he said there was nothing of
your parents' Digger in you?"
   Digger smiled.
   "One of the things my parents told me was that the original
Digger never got angry. Once, two younger gorillas were playing.
One threw some mud at the other one. He ducked and the mud hit
Digger in the face. They told me Digger just calmly wiped it off.
I've seen Pan get angry at Jock often enough. I don't get angry
nearly as easily. I think he did something." Digger shrugged.
"But it's pointless to argue with him."
   I nodded.

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