“I sure hope you haven’t gotten too comfortable back there. We'll be docking soon and I’ll be passing you off to the authorities,” Cadoc’s gruff voice reverberated in the cockpit of his small vessel.

The rhinoceros turned back over his shoulder to eye his captive. The brown and ebony wolf was bound in the passenger seat of his two-anthro starship, glowering at him with his intense golden eyes that glimmered like chunks of molten amber. He worked his jaw, evidently still sore from the fierce right hook that struck it only hours earlier.

Ubel had been a surprisingly easy capture, especially considering the immense bounty attached to the dreaded space pirate’s name. In the pachyderm’s considerable experience, a payout of credits that high for bringing a villian in alive usually meant he was in for a much tougher fight than the lupine had bothered to put up. Cadoc had shot him down over the surface of an uninhabited planet not far off of where they drifted now. The canid had crash landed safely and staggered from his craft uninjured only to then put up minimal effort resisting arrest. A few flashes of their laser pistols and a couple of punches later, Ubel had raised his paws in defeat.

The rhino hadn’t even got to draw one of the more fun tools at his disposal. 

He stripped the wolf of his gear and weapons and hauled him aboard his ship. After binding his hostage, he gravity-tethered the fugitive’s craft to his own to sell for a healthy profit later once he collected his reward. By a stroke of fortune, a cruiser that was authorized to pay him for the drop off was stationed nearby.

His prisoner’s muzzle twisted into a sneer that would be unsettling if Cadoc wasn’t as confident as he was in his ability to defend himself if the lupine broke free. Ubel remained speechless their entire time together thus far.

“You’re the strong and silent type, huh? I bet you think you’re hot shit now, but when you get thrown into a cell on a barren rock and are stuck mining asteroids for the rest of your life, you’ll learn that there is always a bigger badass who’s gonna have his way with you,” the mercenary taunted. Ubel was darkly handsome, but enough of a coward to give in after only a small scuffle- these were traits that wouldn’t serve him well as he worked off his debt for his many crimes.

Cadoc had long ago stopped feeling sorry for being cruel to his detainees. He knew that given the chance, the monsters he brought in would do worse to him than any snide jabs he could level at their expense. He was skilled enough to go after the worst of the worst, and was paid well for the risk he put himself through. He ran afoul of the law himself in certain systems for the methods he used from time to time, which made him few friends with anyone with real authority, but his reputation for success preceded him. 

“Is that so?” Ubel finally spoke, snarling. One of his fangs, protruded threateningly from where his lip curled back.

The wolf was a powerful beast of a fur, but Cadoc was even more intimidating. He stood at 6’4” with a strong, broad-shouldered build. He kept his physique in peak form and was athletic enough to have corded biceps, muscular pectorals, and visible definition to his abdomen. His thick, gray skin was heavily scarred in places from the countless brawls he had fought; a discolored bit of flesh from a plasma burn here, an erratic patch of puckered skin from the claws or knives of a tenacious raider there. He even had a notch taken out of one of his ears from a quarry that bit him in an attempt to evade capture. The “live bounty only” jobs were usually disastrous in that way, when he had the fewest options to defend himself if trying to remain nonlethal. The worst injury he had suffered was when he took a talon across the face, resulting in a deep gouge of a scar running down from his scalp to his jawline dragging across one eye. It was only through sheer luck that he didn’t lose it entirely. His snout was dominated by the massive keratin spike jutting up several inches above his flared nostrils.

The rhinoceros was an adventurer and freelance contractor. He was formerly in the galactic military and after spending his formative years in training for combat he found that as an adult his only skills were geared toward war. He was an expert pilot, a savage combatant, and a crackshot. It quickly became apparent when he was discharged that he was only suited to a violent life. He chose the route of a bounty hunter, hunting down those once in similar situations who diverged to less ethical means of sustaining themselves. It was dangerous and often thankless work, but when it paid it paid extremely well.

“So you can speak? Good. Now shut it, we’re pulling in.”

Cadoc returned his attention to his console and prepared to dock with the ship just ahead of him. It first appeared on his screen as a pinprick of light hurtling toward them from the distant reaches of space, but rapidly approached and enlarged. The craft was impressive. It was a much larger class of vessel compared to his little machine, seemingly a warship meant for a small crew and their supplies for a long haul in space. There was a symbol on the hull that he faintly recognized, but couldn’t quite place. It wasn’t the insignia of any federation, system, or fleet he could place. Since they were paying a bounty they could be privateers themselves, more concerned with reputation for never failing than maximizing profit. A communication officer aboard the cruiser contacted him and after a brief back-and-forth on their boarding procedures, a beam of kinetic force flickered into place between their ships. It steadily dragged the rhino’s craft closer until he was drawn inside to a hatch that slid open in its hull.

The pachyderm unbuckled once his ship had ceased rumbling as it settled in the bay and the artificial gravity kicked in. The other small crafts nested there were covered in canvas, concealing their exact type and capabilities. Definitely other mercs, the horned anthro thought. Militaries like to flex their might; these furs had something to hide.

Cadoc stood. He was wearing black pants covered in buckles and pouches containing all of the gadgets he might need on a mission and a forest green tank top that matched the deep, earthy hue of his eyes. He reached for a beam rifle before pulling Ubel up from his seat. He kept him manacled in shackles that completely encased his paws in steel and ran to another pair of cuffs around his ankles with a length of thick chain. He made sure he had the key in his hip pouch before continuing. He preferred the purely mechanical devices when he could, once having had a bounty escape by firing off an EMP to disable the rhinoceros’ more technologically advanced gear, who he then had to track down again the old fashioned way and use strong-arm tactics to bring in.

He nudged the wolf in the back with the tip of his gun and made him walk in front.

As they left his ship and entered the bay they were greeted by a dozen or so armed and armored furs standing in a half-circle.

A kangaroo was at the center of the array and seemed to be in charge.

“My bounty?” Cadoc inquired with a raised brow. He had little time for niceties and the unidentifiable nature of this crew put him a bit on edge.

“We have to ID the captive first, then we will transfer the credits to your account. Send him this way,” the leader responded. He was holding a wicked-looking pistol and his paw twitched with obvious distrust. Maybe they had been deceived before. The other assembled crew members remained quiet but stared daggers at Cadoc. Nobody moved for the span of several heartbeats. Finally, the rhino gave in. He prodded the lupine forward with the butt of his rifle. Ubel shuffled forward.

“Welcome back, Captain,” the marsupial said cheerfully, clapping the wolf on the shoulder.

Captain!?

Cadoc snapped his rifle into a ready position, responding instantly to the betrayal. As he did so, he simultaneously smelled the scent of ozone and heard the hum of a laser knife sparking to life behind him. He flicked his eyes to find that a monkey fur had at some point slunk behind him, likely hidden beneath one of the tarps before the ambush. He brandished the weapon. Heat spilled from the slender, lambent column emitting from the device in his fist, mere inches from the rhinoceros’s neck. The bounty hunter was flanked and outnumbered. His heart hammered in his chest, and he needed to make the split decision to go out fighting, or surrender and hope a chance for escape presented itself.

He lowered his firearm. The primate wrapped his dextrous tail around the rhino’s firearm and wrenched it from his grasp.

“Well played, everyone,” the wolf stated, clearly amused. “I’d applaud your fine performance, but well-” he looked at his metal-encased paws and shrugged, eliciting chuckles from his team. “Now, if someone will unlock these shackles. I believe that he has the key in his hip pouch.”

There was a sharp crack! of something striking the back of Cadoc’s skull and everything went dark.

When he groggily came to an indeterminate amount of time later with a splitting headache, he found that he had been stripped naked from the waist down, with his thick limp cock and hefty sac exposed. His top half was tightly bound in a black straitjacket, making him hug himself uncomfortably tight. A collar was fastened just a bit too snugly around his throat. He was suspended off the ground in a strange state between zero-gravity and still feeling downward distinctly from upward. He was surrounded by a faint, scintillating bubble of neon purple motes that danced like embers at the periphery of the sphere, denoting its confines. His ankles were splayed by a spreader bar attached to cuffs made of solidified amethyst light that hummed with a static crackle. The chrome bar was attached to the ceiling by a taut length of chain. His legs, each ending in three hoofed-toes, were drawn up, leaving him defenseless. Being weightless, he had no leverage to reposition himself. He floated just a couple feet off of the floor, about waist height for the powerful wolf captain. 

He struggled against his technological bindings as the world came into focus around him. He was in a bedroom. It was large for starship quarters. Sparsely but comfortably furnished with sleek decor of black, purple, steel, and crimson.

Standing proudly before him, shirtless and with his head tilted at a cocky angle, was Ubel. He was well muscled, with handsomely sharp contours to his jaw, muzzle, and ears. His coarse coat was splotched and speckled between his two primary shades of black and caramel, even across his defined abs. He had a voluminous tail that swept up and outward behind him. The wolf grinned preditorially and tightened his grip on something clutched in his paw. It was the leash that ran to Cadoc’s collar. He yanked on it, tugging uncomfortably at his captive’s neck.

“What was it you told me?” The lupine wondered aloud. “Ah, yes…there’s always a bigger badass who’s gonna have his way with you.” He threw the dig back in the rhino’s face. “Believe it or not, you’re actually worth quite a bit of money yourself. I didn’t expect the great Cadoc to blunder so perfectly into my little trap, but I guess life sometimes brings pleasant surprises. We have a very long trip back to where there’s good money for your capture and I’m in no rush, so I suggest you get used to being my plaything until we arrive.”

The wolf pulled his leash hard, and the adventurer had to flex the muscles on his neck to not choke as the force was enough to make him rotate in the suspension sphere as though he were being dragged through a viscous fluid. 

“Let’s start our time together with the right tone, just so you know where things stand,” the canid said, licking his chops menacingly. 

He undid his fly and slid his trousers partway down his thighs. He hooked the white elastic waistband of his golden-yellow trunks beneath his weighty sac revealing a full sheath. The scarlet, spade-shaped tip of his cock was already entreating from its fuzzy confines. He reached down with his free paw and massaged it, swiftly coaxing it to its full hardness. He tensed as his massive knot forced its way out of his tight sheath, then sighed as it popped free and pulsed, sending a jet of pre splashing across the prisoner’s face. The veiny length was marbled in various shades of red. It throbbed visibly. Ubel was clearly enjoying his dominance over the bounty hunters. Soon, eight inches of rigid canid shaft was mere inches from the rhino’s muzzle.

“Suck me. And if you even think about goring me with that horn you’ll be in for a lifetime of misery,” he threatened. His piss-slit leaked a shiny bead of pre and he smeared it along the side of his hostage’s muzzle. Cadoc felt the heat radiate from the erection against his cheek.

The rhinoceros rankled at the idea of servicing the pirate, but could tell by the sinister edge to his voice that he would have no choice but to swallow his pride. He begrudgingly opened his maw.

“That’s what I thought,” the wolf said as he slipped his member between the pachyderm’s lips. He thrust his hips abruptly forward, briefly choking his prisoner. “From conqueror to concubine. You learn fast.”

Cadoc suckled on the warm flesh, rolling his tongue along its underside. As degrading as it was, he wanted the act to be over as soon as possible. Hopefully the lupine would leave him be when he reached his post-orgasmic lethargy. The faint scent of sweat and the tang of salt accompanied the meat in his mouth. His own body unfortunately began to exhibit the natural response from being with another male, and he felt himself flush at the private admission to on some base, purely physical level, he got pleasure from the treatment. 

Ubel bucked forward and gyrated in an irregular rhythm. He arched his back and gagged the rhino with his cock, pressing his knot past the anthro’s muzzle. As he rolled his neck in pleasure, he glanced over to see that the bounty hunter’s girthy shaft had begun to plump. It oozed a gooey droplet of pre which dribbled to the floor, its descent slowed by the kinetic force of the bubble prison. The wolf inhaled deeply and noted an intoxicatingly aroused scent intermingling with his own.

The canid reached over and grasped his growing erection. The feeling of paw pads on Cadoc’s junk only expedited his arousal, and soon he felt himself throb, fully erect into the wolf’s palm. He languidly stroked the velvety skin along the firm nine inches. The skin of his uncut penis was gray like the rest of his body, but had a fleshy peach crown which blossomed with a rosy tinge from being engorged. Ubel peeled back his foreskin and teased him by trailing a claw delicately across his tip and through the damp patch of pre, making him quiver.

Cadoc tried to ignore him and complete his task, bobbing on the fur standing dominantly over him, but found himself huffing with unwanted pleasure.

The criminal upped his pace of both thrusting and pawing, efficiently drawing the rhino to the precipice of orgasm with his gifted paws while he erupted spurt after spurt of pre into the bound anthro’s throat. He could feel the pachyderm quiver and writhe. The wolf’s pointed ears folded fiendishly as he heard Cadoc’s breathing grow ragged. Just as the rhino’s gut tensed and his sac tightened, drawing his large, heavy tesitcles up, Ubel released his hold on his rod. His shaft twitched needfully but failed to burst, leaving him needy and aching on the edge of climax. He grunted in his sexual frustration at his thwarted orgasm, but he continued to give the best blowjob that he could. His tongue lapped at and rolled around the canid phallus in his maw.

Despite his eagerness to abuse the adventurer, Ubel had excellent self-control and refrained from cumming for the time being. He slowly wrapped his fingers around the rhino’s denied length and started to cautiously masturbate him again.

It took only several seconds of his ministrations before the prisoner felt he was drawing close. He tried not to betray himself by revealing just how near to bliss he was, but must have given off some subtle sign, because just on the tipping point, when pressure was welling up behind his sac, the wolf stopped and flicked his testicle to stifle any chance of orgasm again. The rhinoceros inhaled sharply through gritted teeth.

This cycle repeated itself several times, until there was little the captive wouldn’t do to obtain an ever elusive orgasm. He fought the urge to whimper and managed to maintain his strong facade in spite of his sexual neglect.

“You’re not going to cum. I plan to use you every day. Several times a day. In every way I choose. I might even let my crew take their turns with you. But through it all, you’ll get nothing out of it,” he growled into the spacefarer’s downturned ear. He then gripped Cadoc’s’ sac, feeling his prodigious orbs roll about in his palm. He gave them a squeeze and a twist. Cadoc yelped as his erection deflated, leaking a river of pre over his trunk-like thigh from his endless teasing.

Ubel suddenly grabbed the back of his slave’s head and started performing long, slow thrusts into his muzzle. After several such stabs he buried his penis deep into the rhino’s throat and made him open wide around his knot. Their pheromones hung heavy in the air, and as if drunk on the power and authority he exerted over the bounty hunter he trembled as he came. A generous eruption of watery lupine seed sloshed across Cadoc’s tongue in a half dozen powerful jets. He struggled to swallow the substantial load, but some still ran out over his chin. He unthinkingly licked his lips as he glared at the fur who had just used him, his knot still inflated and throbbing while he milked the last drops from his spent hardness. The potent smell and taste lingered.

“That was just a glimpse into your future aboard my starship. You might have even enjoyed it this time. But you won’t like what I have in store for you.” With that he stuffed his junk into his pants. He gathered a hood with slits for air but no holes cut for eyes from nearby and drew it over the rhino’s head, blinding him. Cadoc heard him lumber away, footpaws falling heavily after his release.

The wolf was gone for an indeterminate amount of time. Bound and hooded in his small nook in the pirate captain’s chambers, he had no way to tell the passage of minutes. It must have been hours though, during which time he had nothing to wash the taste of the canid’s essence off of his tongue. He knew he could take any of the crew he saw earlier in a direct confrontation if he wasn’t outnumbered. He just needed to get free first, and wracked his brain to come up with a strategy.

“Have you been thinking about how best to please me?” 

It was Ubel’s voice. The bounty hunter didn’t know when he had returned, and he turned as best he could to face it’s source.

“Actually, I’ve been thinking about how much I need to take a leak, so unless you want piss all over your cabin- which I’m entirely willing to do- I suggest you let me free to use the bathroom,” Cadoc replied, thinking quickly.

“Do you think I’m an idiot? I outwitted you to capture you, I’m not about to let you go and barrel through my ship trying to fight your way free. I knew how long you’d be in my custody and planned accordingly. These were my mech-tech’s suggestion. I gave him a bonus for the idea.”

His hood was suddenly torn away and he squinted against the brightness of the room. The lupine stood in front of him, dressed the same as earlier, but held an oversized white diaper in his paw, one that would fit an anthro of even their brutish forms. It was a plastic disposable one with blue tapes and an azure strip running along the crotch to indicate how saturated it was. The padding was clearly thick and absorbent, and meant for many, many hours of continuous wear.

“I’m not using that,” the rhino rumbled, placing emphasis on each word.

“Of course you are. Even if it is involuntary, you’ll give in eventually. Might as well do it as needed and be marginally more comfortable,” the wolf informed him, snickering. He tapped away at a keypad on a nearby wall and the sphere of force slowly dissipated, gently lowering him to the ground and leaving him in his traditional bindings. His shoulders were sore and he hadn’t realized how much the bondage had stressed his body while in the gravity field until it was gone. Between the straitjacket, the spreader bar, and the chains suspending his ankles, he couldn’t even really thrash about while his captor unfurled the plastic garment and slipped the crinkling, cushioned underwear beneath his rump. His tail was threaded through the groove intended for it and the canid started to fasten the tabs. He taped it snugly around his hips. The padding was plush and pushed apart his thighs making it seem like he was presenting his diapered state to whoever was before him. It rustled audibly with his every fidget.

It was a strange sensation to be in a diaper again, something he hadn’t experienced since he was a cub. Even though it covered the same amount of his body as his underwear and he had until just then had his genitals fully exposed, he couldn’t help but feel embarrassed. He wasn’t a modest anthro by any stretch with his brawny physique and ample maleness, but he felt distinctly ashamed that the protection was forced upon him.

“Go ahead and pee yourself, since you need to go so badly,” Ubel snidely remarked. He tapped a button on his glowing keypad and glanced over to a table. A small drone upon it started hovering silently nearby with an unmistakable camera lens focused on the adventurer’s humiliating predicament. Cadoc didn’t doubt that it was being broadcast to the entire crew and possibly out through other channels. Who knew how many beings in the system could see his shame. He seethed, knowing that his reputation would take a hit once the embarrassing footage was ascribed to him and available indefinitely.

When the rhino didn’t wet himself immediately, the canid merely turned the gravity bubble back on and walked away with a knowing smile. He left the drone behind, streaming the pachyderm’s bondage.

Time wore on and eventually the rhinoceros did actually need to relieve himself. He tried to ignore the urge, but it built over time until it was undeniable. Still, he held it until his bladder ached and he writhed against his bindings despite his best efforts to remain motionless and not give the camera any significant show of discomfort. He felt himself twinge and spasm after a short eternity. His leg trembled with the effort of holding back. Then a trickle escaped him, causing a soggy splotch to blossom across the front of the diaper. That tiny spray caused the dam to burst and it was all he could do to not moan in relief as he felt himself empty a deluge of piss into his padding with a loud hiss.

The absorbent lining readily wicked up the moisture, swelling rapidly and turning a faint yellow as it sagged with the weight of his urine. The bulk of the diaper more than doubled as he released into it, ballooning humiliatingly large until he couldn’t even force his thighs together. He must have pissed too much too quickly, since a rivulet of urine trailed down his inner thigh and dripped off of him. A whiff scent of his own pee reached his nostrils and he scowled at the camera, seething with impotent rage while his flow tapered to an end.

It wasn’t long before his owner returned, evidently waiting and watching for just this moment to twist the knife.

“If you beg me properly, I’ll change your diaper. Otherwise you can deal with having your own piss taped to you for the weeks it will take to make it to where we drop you off. Better to swallow your pride now and be marginally more comfortable on the journey, I’d say. Things will be quite rough for you around here until you’re in official custody, you might as well take any chance you can to make your imprisonment less insufferable. Besides, I’ve already uploaded the video of you wetting yourself like a cub into the system-wide database and tagged your ID number, so it isn’t like you have any dignity left to lose.”

The rhino turned away from him.

“Have it your way,” the lupine shrugged. “I’ll be back when I next feel like relieving some tension, and we’ll see how you’re feeling then. Some water, if you need it.” He grinned impishly as he set a full glass of water with a straw in it not far from the pachyderm’s head then departed again.

Cadoc did not see him for several more hours, during which time he pissed himself twice more. His diaper was sagging so badly that it was practically hanging off of him by the time the wolf next returned. The urine was no longer hot, having evened its temperature with his body, and its stale scent permeated the air. 

“Please change me,” he requested, mustering all of his force of will to spit the phrase out while grinding his teeth.

“What’s that?” The wolf’s ear twitched.

“Please change my diaper.”

The lupine tore the tapes away from the plastic strip across the front of the padding far more loudly than was necessary and then pulled the spent protection from beneath the rhinoceros’s hindquarters.

“I’ll give you a fresh diaper, but first I’m going to mate that ass of yours. I’m willing to bet a tough guy like you has never been fucked there. Always the top? I’m going to savor destroying your hole for the first time. There’s nothing quite like a virgin around your knot.”

“Why are you doing this?” Cadoc snapped.

“Aside from the reward and my own personal amusement, you mean? You captured one of my crew some cycles back. He is serving a very long, very harsh sentence thanks to you. My squad means an awful lot to me, so the way I see it, you deserve to suffer.”

He was already undressing, with his sheath completely on display. Once nude, he picked up the dripping diaper from the floor and walked behind his prisoner. He wrapped the wet padding around his face, starting at his horn and fully covering his eyes and nose, leaving the rhino blind and inhaling the unpleasant scent of his own piss. The diaper was taped into place there, the pressure squeezing out urine onto his muzzle like a squished sponge.

“Do try to enjoy yourself,” the wolf said into his ear, his voice muffled by the sodden diaper, “After all, the whole system is watching.”

Ubel turned him, using the suspension bondage to his advantage in positioning his victim. He greased his fingers with a small bottle of lube and pressed three digits at the bounty hunter’s exposed ring. He twisted until he forced them in, making the hostage grunt and tense at the wide intrusion. Using one paw to lift the spreader bar higher, he thrust his fingers in and out, rotating his wrist with each insertion and burying his paw to the knuckle. The prisoner gasped and growled, but was powerless to stop the pirate from taking full advantage of his helplessness. The canid spread open his fingers and stretched the entrance wide before withdrawing his paw entirely. He wanted to open his fucktoy just loose enough that he could get his considerable size, but not so much that it would be easy for him.

He was going to knot him, and the galaxy could forever watch the champion warrior’s downfall as he struggled and squirmed while Ubel was hilted within him.

He oiled his cock and lined up his tip with the slick orifice. He prodded at it with a few shallow bucks of his hips, then pressed himself inside and an excruciatingly steady pace. Cadoc snarled and arched his back as the spade slid in. Ubel didn’t allow him time to adjust and continued to drive his cock in, inch by inch, until his knot butted up against his unwilling lover’s rump. Only then did he withdraw almost entirely only to repeat the process marginally faster. He did this a few more times until he was pistoning in and out of the mercenary’s cleft with wild abandon. He heard his submissive bite back the groans that he desperately wanted to utter but his pride prevented. His cadence devolved fully into a primal fervor of lust and vengeance, hunching over the defenseless rhino and thrusting deep within him, filling him with pre. 

He smirked at Cadoc’s quivering erection, his body responding embarrassingly to being taken so roughly. The wolf lapped along it, and then swirled his tongue beneath his foreskin, making it jerk and leak runnels of pre. He stroked and edged his victim, always letting go before he could make it over the edge. Eventually the lupine’s frenzied rutting distracted him entirely from his involuntary mate and his knot started to thump painfully against Cadoc’s abused hole, trying to make ingress. 

Eventually he widened his stance and the fur on his spine bristled. With a powerful thrust, he shoved his knot against the other fur’s ass. The ring widened painfully to accommodate it as it popped in and locked them into place, swelling further inside of him. Fully hilted, the black and brown wolf howled as he ejaculated. His whole body jerked as he unleashed a torrent of cum into his slave.

They were stuck together for several long, silent minutes until the fleshy bulb deflated enough to slide limply from the rhino’s backside. During that time Ubel smiled cruelly, revelling in Cadoc’s shame. The used ring freely dribbled the wolf’s seed when he at last stepped away. Before stuffing his spent cock back into his pants, he gripped his plump sheath and pointed the tip at the bounty hunter, and unleashed a splash of piss over his body. The pachyderm jerked immediately as he felt the warm liquid cascade over his muscles and soak his skin in the acrid scent of the lupine’s mark.

Ubel diapered him up once more and drummed his claws on his plastic-clad crotch. Cadoc felt the canid’s essence ooze from his hole and moisten the padding underneath his tail. He blushed with shame and rage, but his face was still hidden behind his own previously used diaper. The wolf squeezed it with his claw, depressing cold piss against his face.

“I’ll be sure to check on you regularly to see if you need a change. There is a long haul to the offloading point and I’m sure more than a few members among my crew will be pent up before our dealings are completed. I hope you don’t mind if they take their own turns...changing you.”