His New Command Center
by tannim
July 23, 2010

	The Grand Council Woman took a deep breath.  She was not looking forward to what she had to do as she strode past the guards.  The lizards saluted and ignored her beyond that.  It was a simple walk to her target's cell and she stood outside it looking in for several minutes.

	The guards were used to seeing her come in and have a discussion with one of the prisoners, especially Dr. Jacques von Hämsterviel.  With all the problems he caused they were waiting for her to order his execution at least.  Instead, she came in now and then to speak with him.

	The short criminal genius waited only a fraction of a second at her initial appearance in front of his cell before he pressed a button with his toe.  A narrow beam hit the Grand Council Woman between the eyes the exact instant she turned to face him.

	She stared straight while the nearly invisible beam of energy transmitted electrical impulses directly into her nerves through her skin.  While it was going, instead of the little rodent like criminal being gently lowered to the floor and gathering his equipment, she saw him staring back at her and asking why she'd come, THIS time.

	The woman heard and felt herself answer, giving the speech she'd planned, but instead she simply stood there watching as the small furry convict approached her.  He was naked, a humiliation that came with the guards taking his favorite cape as punishment, but that didn't bother him.  He had his new portable super computer, it was length of his forearm, three inches wide, and not quite half an inch thick, with him and a few specially crafted tiny tools as well.  They were all he'd need for his new command center.

	Dr.  Hämsterviel walked to the cell door, glanced around, then nodded to himself. "Perfect... those simple minded fools are too complacent to notice me."  He glanced back at his cell and pushed a button on his portable computer.  A mindless clone grew from dna he'd left inside during boring times and dangled where he'd normally be.  "Idiots."  Getting his contempt out of the way he smiled. "Perfect, she wore her fancy cape today.  Exactly what I needed..."

	With her cape shielding him from being seen he calmly set a pill size device near the cell entrance on the floor and ignored the prickle in his fur of ultrasonic vibration disrupting the barrier, he walked through it.  The pill disintegrated moments later and he stood between the council woman's legs.  He looked up at her, so much taller than he was, and took a second pill size device out of his collection.

	Hämsterviel jumped up, humiliatingly, and pressed it to the woman's perfectly outlined vulva in her tight councilor suit.  The tiny needle injected her as well as sliced the clothe out of the way.  Her sex was exposed and the bluish red tinted female slit sagged open as the chemicals altered her flesh's consistency.

	In her mind she was arguing with the villain, in the real world he used a final tool to lift himself up the two feet higher he needed in order to push his arm into her vulva.  Even in her mind she felt something was wrong but the impulses showed her looking around and not seeing anything.   Hämsterviel grinned at the loose pussy flesh squeezing around his arm, it felt hot and wet and oh so inviting.  His own impressive three inch rodenthood stood proud and ready for it's entry.

	He wished he had more time as he pushed his other hand, with his computer, inside of her.  The woman heard  Hämsterviel ask about her pregnancy  from the constant impulse stream, she heard herself respond that she'd been pregnant for some months now and was quite round.  Her belly swelled as he climbed into it more, his head truly stretching her vagina well beyond normal birthing, and she reached down to rub herself both in her mind and the real world while commenting on the kicking inside.

	 Jacques von Hämsterviel squirmed and pushed until his shoulders slid in.  The woman's birth canal squeezed tightly around him but soon her rapidly swelling womb opened for him.  His head passed through her cervix, his shoulders following a moment later.  Only his legs remained out of her, kicking cutely while trying to propel himself further in.  He had to push down on her uterus from within and pull himself up until, at last, he was fully inside.

	At least, almost fully inside. His tail stuck out of her cervix and dangled from her slit nearly to her knees.  He didn't notice or really care.  Setting up the oxygen cycling system that pushed his exhaled breath into her bloodstream and drew in fresh air from between her legs was more important. When that was done he was busy tapping into her nervous system and body as both a trickle charger for his computer with her natural biochemical energy and a sensory system so he could display what she saw.

	He finally shut the beam off when the conversation died as it always did, with her shaking her head and stalking off.  The council woman caressed her belly fondly as if she thought she really was pregnant.  Her casual stroking and movements made the guards question whether she had been that fat when she'd come in or not.  By protocol they checked the monitors and saw the prisoner she visited still in his cell glaring at them and let her out.

	Back in her office, after getting an unusual number of compliments, the Grand Council woman went to work.  Inside of her womb, Hämsterviel did the same.  He didn't have or want direct control of her.  That wasn't what he was after.  She was his perfect command center.  In front of the eyes of everyone, completely undetectable, it was the best place imaginable.  The living quarters were spacious compared to the confining machine he'd been occasionally locked in during inspections as well.

	He leaned back, enjoying the warm moist womanly flesh around him.  A very low power force bubble kept it from collapsing while allowing her belly to flex as normal pregnancy if pressed against.  The interior of her womb left him room to stretch his legs, if only just, and he found himself getting very aroused just thinking about where he was at first.

	He leaned back and closed his eyes, masturbating casually while stroking her womb from within.  His squirming had her getting horny as well, with his tail shifting and inadvertently thrusting with his movement.  In her daze she still hadn't noticed it and still overlooked it as she stripped and leaned back to relieve the tension on her own.

	 Hämsterviel finished and sighed in blissful relief.  He turned on his computer, while the council woman let a toy stimulate her intensely, and brought up her eyes on his floating projected display covering her womb.  She stared at a picture of a nude male thrusting into a pregnant female of a four legged species.  The rodent-like villain smirked and watched too, though he was spent and flaccid.

	He could feel her heartbeat racing as she stood there watching the  action, the beam from the floor buzzed her cunt just as she liked it, and tickled his tail a bit too.  For the first time he realized his tail was dangling out of her and made a face of annoyance.  He wished she could see it, or somebody could as he liked an audience, then sighed and hauled in his tail.  She came hard just as his fluffy tail tip drug over her inner lips.

	Yes, she would make an ideal command center, he decided  As long as she didn't become too friendly with any well endowed males, anyway.