For Life or Forever 1:
After SWAT: A New Beginning

by Fur and Fantasy

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I have watched you born and reborn
Since your first death
The one we shared
Met Enforcers, parted SWAT Kats
Friends and lovers nearly the entire way

I've watched you walk so many paths in so many lives
Warrior, Mage, Leader, Slave, Lover, Mother, Monk

I've watched you take lovers and mates,
Both male and female,
Your own kind and others
And I have held my curses to them
It is not their fault I am not with you
To defend my place and right by your side

Separated by Fate
I bound by my duty to stay with the Celestians
You bound by your spirit to the living world
I have never stopped dreaming of you
And I hear you call my name when you lie with others
It's a strange comfort for me at rest
But I wonder how you handle it
Remembering this one thing from another life.

Now it's been one hundred lifetimes
And I am free again, rewarded for serving well
For the next hundred lives, we will be together
If we so choose

I know my choice
I can hardly stand to wait for yours


I can't say this is what I expected for my first life back in the flow. I mean female? Wings? A Healer-Mage? And on a technology-dead world ... it's not exactly my usual to put things mildly, even if it is basically feline otherwise.

But it barely matters. Today's the day. His body's a year older mine this time, and he's on his way. I can feel it. It's going to take some work to remember to call him Shar'Kas, and sharing my home with his dragon-mount ... I don't know what to think about that.

I'm glad that my 'parents' think I am simply giddy over being married to such a fine example of Katkind, as is appropriate for a young noblewoman betrothed to a ranking Dragonrider in this here and now. I'm going to have fun demolishing that social convention. It'd be hell trying to explain to them that I've loved my husband-to-be for just over a hundred and one lifetimes, never mind that we were both male at the time. They would not get it.

It's going to be tough enough explaining the bits to Chance ... Shar'Kas ... that he doesn't get.


Thank the Goddess that these people believe in short nuptials and a quick move to the wedding bed. If I'd had to stand that close to him and endure his looks for much longer I swear I'd have jumped him right there in the chapel.

"Jake?" His voice is a little higher pitched than I remember, but he's younger too. It's halfway between awe and disbelief. It looks like that beautiful silver on black tabby body is going to be a lot like his first when he fills out. All except for his wings, two and a half times his final height, ebony with the same silver stripes as I can see on his arms. Very nice.

"I was, love. I'm called Celeste now." I roll up to my knees while letting the thick velvet robe slide from my shoulders to the floor, and lean across the grand bed towards him, my own silver-white wings folded close against my back. "It would be best to remember our names here, and I would make you a deal."

I see him swallow hard before nodding, never taking his eyes off my long, bare gray tabby fur, my small breasts and engorged crotch holding particular interest. Even with all the changes, I suspect he recognizes the raw lust I must be projecting, and perhaps remembers how unusual it was.

"I'll explain everything in the morning, if you get over here and fuck me senseless now." I pull him down for our first real kiss of this life. He goes pliant almost instantly and brings one knee up on the bed, welcoming my tongue. He tastes as he smells; of Dragon musk and leather and sweat and sweet meats and good wine. And youthful need as strong as my own. "I'm starting to hurt here. I need you in me, now."

He nods quickly and sheds his fine cloths as I squirm between the satin sheets and toss them back, out of the way.

"How do you want this?" There's a kind of consideration I'm not used to in his voice as he strokes my back, carefully avoiding brushing my wing-feathers up. His hard cock against my flank makes my crotch twitch even more. Unusual, but I'm hardly going to object to calling the shots.

"On your back," I twist to push him down and meet no resistance to it as he rolls with me, his wings wide for support and to avoid getting hurt. The simple contact of his toned body against my nipples and belly is enough to steal my breath. The contact between his erection and my swollen mons as I straddle him is almost more than I can stand. I have to resort to magic to hold back the early tremors of an orgasm, it's so strong. Been wanting this for a long time.

"Umm, are you ..." There's real concern in his eyes as I open my wings to lay against his, though they are not nearly the span. "I mean ... don't want to hurt ..."

"Shuu. I'm a Healer-Mage, I dealt with it." I arch slightly for a kiss and hold it as I slip my hand under his erection to guide it against my slick cunt. His gasp mixes with mine in our kiss as I sink down, forcing him deep inside me for the first time without resistance. It feels different than when I was male. He doesn't stretch me as far, and most of the pleasure is from my hard clit as I stroke it against his slick fur and do my best to bury it against the base of his sheath, the crushing pressure is almost intolerably good. The only thing the same, other than the wonderful sensation of being filled, is there's a spot inside that feels insanely good. And he's good at finding it.

I really don't have much time. I have to get his consent. Still my body, still his, but I can't erase the breathy need from my voice. "Do you love me?" His confused exprestion is wiped away by a sharp nod. "Can you love me as I am now?"

Another nod, this one without hesitation. "You're beautiful, I don't mind fems. But it's you." He brings both hands up, entwining on in my cheekruff and the other stroking my breastbone. "Gods, it's really you."

"Yes, Chance." I give him a chaste kiss before focusing inward for a moment, aligning my life-force with his and compensation for the half Lifebond he shares with his mount, setting up the third Lifebond of my existence. Once we cum together, our energy will intertwine if he allows. One body will not outlive the other. If he desires it, I can increase it's strength later, to a Soulbond, making this last until we will it devolved. "I need you to cum with me, this first time, and accept my power if you wish it. Make our wedding vows real."

He nods, I hope in agreement, and rocks his hips up, putting pressure and my clit and rubbing that spot inside me.

My pleasure grows from deep in my wombs, soon to be heavy and ready for kittens and rumbles up my spine, out my wings, bringing them against and around our bodies. Then down though my heart, thighs, up my quivering ass and down around my throbbing clit to pulsate around his thrusting length. I feel him accept my power, our Lifebond, as his movement becomes erratic, nearly frantically strong. I can't feel his seed inside me, but it's clear from his roar and final jerking strokes that it was appropriately intense.

I settle on his broad chest and drop my wing out again, grateful he seems as content as I am to just rest here, joined body and energy, for a while.

For Life or Forever 1: After SWAT: A New Beginning

Het Level is HighHet Smut Level is High
Slash Level is
Femslash Level is None
Herm Level is None

10 KB, Story is Complete, Series is Finished
Written January 2, 2000 by Rauhnee Ranshanka

Setting: Agren, Dragonriders of Pern, SWAT Kats

Primary Races: Kat

Contents: Furry. Het (M/F). Alternate Universe, Challenge Response, Death (Historical), Future-Fic, Gender-shifting, Magic, Relationship (Established), Romance, Sex (First Time), Supernatural, Transformation

Pairings: Jake Clawson/Chance Furlong

Notes: This is about one step shy of being Original Fic. The characters are SWAT Kats, but their bodies and the world definitely isn't.

Blurb: Souls go on forever, some with their memories, some without and sometimes love is strong enough to conquer that barrier.

Disclaimer: All things taken directly from the sources listed under 'Fandoms' belong to the owners of those shows. No harm is intended and we're definitely not making any money. Now, the things we created are ours, and if you see 'Non-FanFic' up there, it's probably all ours.

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