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Intervention
by Dave (ufpe@hotmail.com)
***
The scientific community of Galactic overlords develops
an unique serum to curtail the planets anticipated
development of interstellar proliferation. (MF, nc, rp,
v, cast, sn, sci-fi)
***
Towards the center of the spiral galaxy, the council
assembled above a pool of serene, crystal blue pool
glittering with small colonies of luminescent
pollywogs. A flaming terrestrial body streaked overhead
towards the dark spiral that obscured most of the
heavens above, as a lonely twitter pierced the
otherwise silent night. The leader drew the council's
attention to the third planet of a remote sun on the
outer edge of their galaxy.
"It has come to our attention that said planet has
become saturated with a malevolent life form whose
rudimentary technical development progresses within
norms while their social development remains statically
barbaric. Recent advances in plasma and genetic
engineering suggests planetary expansionism will soon
occur with potentially grave consequences to several
benign species inhabiting nearby worlds.
"Our options as outlined in the Second Article of
Evolution are unsolicited intervention or annihilation.
Previous encounters dictates intervention in these
instances merely delays the inevitable as evidenced by
the ghastly aftermath of the Raula Conflict. Timely
execution is paramount; the starship Stellar Sun awaits
our unanimous decision."
With little debate, the annihilation option was
unanimously approved, and the Stellar Sun, with its
small complement of scientists was dispatched to a
nearby interstellar conduit. The pragmatic Captain was
well experienced in the various methods available to
complete his mission being a veteran of eighteen years
of interplanetary war between the aggressive human
factions of the Raula Empires. Dealing with the on
board scientific community would be his greatest
challenge, however, as they had never completely
ratified the annihilation option in favor of
"biological behavioral intervention."
Despite the merits of biological intervention, it had
thus far proved only remotely successful in a mere
handful of applications. Already scrutinizing the
fragments of behavioral data ascertained from several
monitoring droids well hidden on the doomed planet, the
scientists began to formulate different alternatives to
the planned extermination option. By the time the ship
decelerated, gliding serenely through the asteroid
belt, the Captain had several intervention proposals to
consider.
Although he would have preferred the simple "thermal
core disintegration" method, he was required to
consider all options put forward prior to execution and
in a moment of frustration decided to give the
scientific community one solar cycle to experiment with
the doomed species. He needed a vacation anyway and a
nearby star system he had monitored on his approach
harbored a small planet with compatible and benign life
forms.
Slipping silently into geosynchronous orbit behind the
shadow of the only orbiting moon, the Captain packed
lightly and slipped away in his shuttle craft with a
sigh of relief, leaving the Stellar Sun on auto pilot.
After careful consideration, the scientific community
remaining aboard opted for the never before attempted
"saturation evolution," and produced the potent serum
for atmospheric diffusion. As the biologically
engineered clouds formed near the jet stream, the
"planted" droids were hurriedly reprogrammed and the
ship sensors targeted for the onslaught of data certain
to arrive.
***
Sung Lee left the tattered tenement she shared with her
family amidst darkening skies and oppressive afternoon
humidity. Absently she opened her worn umbrella and
strolled uneventfully towards the bus stop with her
thoughts on her son's upcoming birthday and the budget
juggling she needed to buy the game platform he had
been hinting of for months. Her uncharacteristic round
eyes were circled with darkness from fatigue yet her
spirits remained high with the promise of more money
from her hard earned promotion at the dress factory.
The sky turned even more sullen, bringing a sudden
chill to her firm cheeks as tiny droplets swirled
through the air. The weather was uncharacteristic for
this time of year, and several countrymen had stopped
to stare towards the heavens, but she barely noticed
until she felt a slight burning in her nose. Two steps
later, she faltered as her thoughts momentarily spun in
senseless imagery, only to clear as quickly as it had
begun. She stood stunned for a moment, then quickly
dismissed the spell to her need for a sugar fix, and
strolled off again towards the bus stop still several
blocks away.
Throughout the land, women still able to conceive
experienced the same momentary disorientation without
exception, but dismissed it for a myriad of personal
reasons and went on with their lives. The cloud slowly
drifted across a band of islands to the east and did
not dissipate even after it had crossed over the sea
and onto another large land form already permeated with
a band of clouds permeated with the same stinging mist.
Meteorologists were stunned at the formation that had
spontaneously appeared and disappeared after
circumventing the globe while the observing scientific
community hidden above glowed in approval of the
success of the first phase of their experiment. From
across the globe, widespread reports of contaminated
precipitation creating momentary vertigo began to flow
into the CDC. Samples soon began arriving, but the
molecular complexity defied analysis.
Within 24-hours, fertile women around the world began
experiencing sleeplessness and body aches commonly
associated with flu-like symptoms. The medical
community was inundated with women with transient,
unspecific symptoms. Yet as quickly as the symptoms
appeared, they disappeared, leaving behind a frightened
and confused populace. It would take several more days
for the serum to complete its subtle transformations,
but by then it would be too late.
Charity stumbled towards the dorm washroom with her
bathing supplies securely tucked away in a handcrafted
handbag her Mother had made for her last Christmas. She
had been studying for the upcoming molecular chemistry
exam unrelentingly while being continually plagued with
distractions from her roommates loud music, a dull
headache, and an uncharacteristic desire between her
legs not unlike what she felt at the onset of her
period.
As she was brushing her teeth, she felt particles of
grit on her tongue, and quickly rinsed her mouth
fearing that one of her aging crowns had finally began
to break down. Distorting her full lips in to a
grotesque grin, she noted her two top incisors had
grown half a length longer than the surrounding teeth,
and that her brushing had inadvertently brushed away
the enamel to form two sharp points not unlike those
found in the fabled nocturnal creatures that supposedly
originated in Transylvania. Her shock was shattered by
a sobbing classmate that burst through the door and
into one of the stalls who was followed by a line of
blood droplets.
Charity forgot the image she had just seen in the
mirror and ran to the stall door of the hysterical
girl.
"Are you alright, Ellen," she queried?
"I killed him – I killed him," Ellen sobbed
hysterically; "I sucked everything from him!"
"Easy girl," Chastity cooed in her softest tones as her
insides began to somersault, "Let's calm down and go
through this together, OK?"
"No, "shrieked Ellen, "I couldn't help myself; I ripped
off his trousers, and sucked on him until he came,
and... Drank everything he had... and... look at my
teeth – I'm a damned vampire!"
Chastity froze, remembering what had just happened to
her teeth, and stepped back with her hand covering her
mouth. A guttural cough erupted from the stall and a
small piece of flesh skittered across the polished
floor. Gathering the few remnants of courage she
possessed, she stumbled over to the blue gray flesh
that lay on the floor and instinctively knew it was the
bloodless remains of a male penis. She sank to her
knees in horror, not even wanting to touch the mangled
meat but was compelled to do so, nonetheless.
Her stomach churned as she touched the lifeless flesh
with her forefinger, knowing that once it was alive
with desire, throbbing and glistening with a unique
beauty that begged to be fondled, nurtured, and
caressed until in its fullness, it erupted with a
fountain of cream, warm and filled with life. Awash in
her thoughts she was startled back to the present by
another classmate that stumbled into the washroom with
her face and breast covered in blood.
"The damn jerk squirted like a ruptured pig," the coed
blurted in disdain as she rinsed the blood from her
eyes. "Look at me!"
Chastity darted into the hallway in her robe and
slippers. Dazed from what she had just witnessed, she
tried to rationalize what had overtaken her friends
when she heard a scream coming from the stairwell
leading to the lounge. She ran frantically towards the
source of the commotion to encounter Debbie, an
obscenely overweight classmate sucking on the firm,
discolored penis of the University's star goalie.
Fervently she drew his life giving essence from his
groin, resembling scenes from a B-rated horror movie,
as he lay moaning in orgasmic throes; his body
quivering uncontrollably.
Within moments he was still, but Debbie continued to
suck from his deflated organ until her victim was pale
and deflated, completely drained of both his blood and
semen. Debbie slowly rose and spat out the remains of
his manhood, rubbing her distended belly as she wiped
her mouth with her forearm. Slowly her gaze rose to
focus on Chastity and a slight grin covered her face
with two sharp incisors pressed against her lower lip.
"Better go get some soon, Chas," she murmured, "Before
they're all gone!"
Chastity bolted for the front door into the overcast
daylight and was almost immediately overwhelmed with
the scene unfolding there. Crazed women, in various
stages of undress, were chasing terrified male
counterparts throughout the campus grounds, raping and
devouring their genitals shamelessly. Those who weren't
feeding were in various stages of repose, rubbing their
distended bellies with contented faces. Chastity felt
her legs wavering until a musky whiff grazed her
nostrils. It reminded her of the odor coming from her
parents' room after they had "fooled around."
Although she had struggled desperately to retain her
virginity despite the many temptations she was exposed
to, she had retained her virtue until now. She felt her
heart pounding and her head spinning, as she dropped
her robe and reservations in pursuit of the strong male
scent that wafted on the damp summer breeze. Her
delightfully feminine body with young firm breasts, and
long well-toned legs exalted in its new found freedom
as she closed in on her quarry, a middle aged History
professor so focused on fleeing the male carnage he had
just witnessed, that he didn't turn in time to see
Chastity clothesline him and bring him to the ground.
As he struggled to regain footing, she tore through the
plaid fabric of his pants and gained a good handhold on
his wilted manhood. Her mouth locked around the sinewy
organ and brought life to the fear frozen organ in just
a few moments. Despite her lack of experience, she
instinctively knew how to bring this now glorious
appendage to it full potential, coaxing his seasoned
seed from deep within his groin into the soft yet firm
organ that she had starved herself from all these
years. With an audible groan his hips jolted skyward
and the first warm flow erupted into her mouth. More
delicious than anything she had ever known, Chastity
sucked with all her strength, while closing her jaw to
capture any cream that may attempt to escape.
It was then her incisors broke through the soft
surrounding flesh and into the blood engorged chambers
or his hardness. Blood squirted into her mouth, almost
drowning her. It was when the semen and blood mixed
that Chastity lost her grip on reality, and drew in
every delicious drop of her victims' essence in total
surrender. He thrashed about several times and screamed
out to deaf ears before his hips slowly returned onto
the cool grassy earth and felt his awareness ebb away
in the throes of ecstasy.
She drank of him until he was completely drained,
savoring his unique essence while somewhere, in the
back of her clouded memory, she knew this wasn't right
and that all her studies were in vain. Sadly, she laid
her head on his oversized lifeless belly, and massaged
her tummy, now quieted from the rumblings she had been
experienced most of the day.
Matt awoke just moments before his alarm sounded to
the vision of his only daughter standing along side of
the bed in a frilly lace nightgown that revealed far
more than it concealed. With the initial indications of
her transformation into womanhood barely becoming
apparent, Angela was the epitome of transition.
Still innocent, indeed childlike in many ways, her body
betrayed her with budding beauty that promised her
femininity would rival that of his own wife, the prom
queen, and later runner-up in the State beauty pageant.
She smiled down at her Father as he rubbed the sleep
from his eyes and softly put her hand on his exposed
leg.
"I'm hungry, Pappy," she cooed sweetly as her soft
natural curls framed her delicate features.
"I am too Princess," Matt replied sleepily, "Why don't
you run downstairs and see what Mom has on the menu for
breakfast?"
"She's not there, and she can't fix what I want,
anyway!"
"Well what would my princess like," Matt inquired,
hoping it wasn't over $1.99 at Burger King.
"I need your peeper, Pappy," she responded hoarsely and
savagely tore the remaining covers away from his still
reclining form. Despite his best efforts, she had the
blankets on the floor within moments and was ripping
his flimsy boxers from his torso. He turned over
quickly to protect his assets as she leapt on his hips
and tried to force him onto his back with strength he
never knew she had.
After a brief yet fervent battle, she wedged her head
beneath his hips and sank her newly formed fangs into
the soft flesh of his upper thigh. Matt yowled in pain,
but her jaw gripped the tender flesh like a vice. In
the brief struggle than ensued, he felt his energy and
resistance gradually drain away until he could no
longer stave off her attempts to push him onto his
back. After a brief struggle and an exasperated
whimper, he slowly rolled into the position she desired
as she rose onto her elbows to study his withered cock.
Angela studied the tender flesh hungrily, tracing the
veins, fondling the wrinkled sack from where his balls
had withdrawn into his groin from fear, and ran her
delicate fingers along the length and girth of his cock
in apparent fascination. He could feel his loins stir
from the gentleness of her touch but was far too weak
to offer anything more than token resistance.
When her sweet young lips engulfed the still deflated
cock head he groaned and succumbed to the tender and
moist ministrations of her tongue along with the gentle
massage of her tiny fingers on his wrinkled ball sack.
As his cock rose deeper into her mouth, she began to
suck harder, as if she wanted to tear it from his body.
His hips began to thrust automatically as she continued
her oral assault until she was almost choking. Still
she continued to draw him into her with powerful
suction until his cum began to boil and his orgasm
exploding down her tender throat.
Matt bellowed in frustrated fulfillment as her two
fangs embedded themselves deep into his man meat.
Despite her best efforts she couldn't possibly consume
the flood of cum tainted blood that began to ooze from
her pursed lips and drip lazily into the thatch of
matted pubic hair surrounding the base of his cock.
In her frenzied feed, she continued to draw his life
from him as the spasms of her first real orgasm with a
man racked her tiny frame sending rivulets of ejaculate
trickling from the small clump of peach fuzz between
her legs. Somewhere in the distance came the muffled
screams of another ravaged male as Matt sank blissfully
into an orgasmic coma.
Rising slowly from the bed, Angela trembled as her
hunger and orgasmic bliss subsided chewing absently on
the lifeless flesh before swallowing the appendage
whole. A pang of remorse washed over her momentarily as
she licked the last remnants of her Fathers essence
from her chin but it passed quickly. Abruptly, she
turned and scampered down the stairs, almost colliding
headlong with her mother as she entered the house with
her chin and robe stained with blood. They embraced and
darted back out the door, their hungers pushing them
past drained cadavers towards the intoxicating scent of
fresh semen and fear.
Sung Lee felt the stirring in her loins increase
exponentially within moments as she lay between her
young son and five year old daughter on a weathered
mat. The cool air wafted across her full, milky white
breasts stimulating her nipples to their full receptive
hardness through her thin gown. As her stomach churned,
she reached over to the naked and smooth skinned chest
of her son and caressed the hairless contours lovingly,
wondering why she hadn't done so earlier.
He responded with a sigh and turned towards her
unconsciously as her hand slipped further down his
naked torso to rest on the warm hairless genitals that
she had carried for ten lonely months. Gently her
fingers explored the long sinewy flesh, not still full
developed with the two small almonds within the tight
wrinkled ball sack. His hips moved in a slow circular
rhythm as the soft penis began to engorge with virgin
blood.
As the organ reached its full potential, the foreskin
slowly slid away from the moist purple plum now ripe in
anticipation. Sung Lee licked her lips absently and
eased the comforter away from his gyrating hips but he
awoke suddenly, and uttering a barely intelligible
phrase, sprang to his feet and bolted for the only
privacy to be found in the dwelling – the bathroom. She
leapt to her feet and dashed out the front door ashamed
and hungry.
She was confronted by a stark scene of male genital
mutilation. Couples of all ages and sizes were clawing
at each other; the males in feeble attempts to protect
their flailing masculinity, as the females desperately
sought the fruits said organs withheld. Dazed and
confused, she ran towards the river until the scent of
a young fisherman altered her course and she dove on
him before he could react to her slipper hushed
footfalls.
A brief scream escaped his lips as Sung Lee deftly
untied the slipknot holding his tattered pants on his
slim hips and tore them free. Her mouth was on the soft
flesh immediately, sucking the head towards the back of
her throat while her flicking tongue tickled the
underside of the shaft. The hapless fisherman gasped
and buried his knurled hands into her smooth, flaxen
hair as she coaxed the uncircumcised flesh into life.
With skill she never knew she possessed, she worked the
lifeless gristle into a glorious work of art, grinding
her tiny upturned nose into the thick pubic patch above
his throbbing manhood as he began to thrust into her
face in wild abandon. Almost too quickly, his arousal
reached a painful crescendo, and his warm fertile seed
thundered blindly down her gasping throat. Her teeth
sunk into the throbbing flesh almost painlessly, and
Sung Lee finally experienced her sought after
fulfillment of the essential mixture only the male of
her species could provide.
Greedily she slurped down the sperm tainted blood
cocktail until her hapless victim had now more to give.
Still wanting, she forced her mouth down even harder
and sucked the wrinkled scrotum into her mouth.
Savoring the texture momentarily, she slowly tightened
her jaw around the base of the "package' and severed
his now withered genitals with one bite. She eased onto
her backside and slowly chewed the lifeless mass
appreciatively into a formless pulp before swallowing
audibly. She wondered momentarily about her son as she
rubbed her bulging tummy gently never to know that her
own Mother was draining the last of his youthful
essence at the very same moment.
Ana was awash with feelings she couldn't remember since
the first time she had felt a man take her forcefully
in the back seat of his car at the Drive-In. Date rape
was unheard of then, replaced by the "after date
douche" that was whispered about in the privacy of
changing rooms or "girl talks" that were seldom more
than a boastful exchange of misinformation.
Within the sterile walls of the genetic engineering
lab, she had found solstice from a series of sexual
misadventures that had defined her life as a recluse,
repulsed by the thought of some sex-fiend taking
selfish liberties with her most intimate femininity.
Her life had abruptly changed when her application had
been accepted by Dr. Grey, a leading genetic scientist
at the local University. He had taken kindly to her,
showing Ana the individual support and attention she
craved without having to spread her legs.
She flourished in this environment and was soon
monitoring the newly fertilized embryos awaiting hosts.
The persistent sensations now seemed to grow in
intensity with each passing hour to where her white
cotton panties were saturated with anticipation and her
pointed nipples ached to be fondled.
Ana's thoughts of being ravished by fumbling virgin
hands were vanquished when she heard the familiar voice
of her mentor, Dr. Grey, on the in-house intercom.
"Is everything alright down there Ana?"
"Yes, Dr." she replied, "I just recycled the embryonic
fluid and all cellular monitors are in the green...
"I was asking really asking how you are feeling, Ana."
"Still with my fingers, Dr.," she quipped, "But
otherwise quite well. Is there a problem?"
"I'm not sure, come up to my office, would you please?"
The intercom clicked off, and despite her earlier
reveries, Ana threw her thoughts aside and opted for
the three flights of stairs rather than the customary
elevator in lieu of the urgency hinted in his voice.
Breathless by the time she reached the third floor, Ana
trotted toward his corner office when she spotted a
frightening vision on one of the overhead monitors that
was linked to the external security cams. Two
disheveled lab assistants she vaguely recognized were
crouched over the grossly overweight project directors'
body apparently feasting on his genitals.
His pants were around his ankles and the sinister look
of ecstasy he gave to all the young female assistants
was once again evident, reminding Ana of several
encounters she thought were long forgotten. As she
stared in disbelief, she watched the life being
savagely sucked from him through the under developed
organ that barely could be seen below the rolls of his
stomach fat.
The scene was so repulsive that Ana bolted for the
comfort of Dr. Gray's office with her soggy underwear
gnawing at her thighs with every stride. Bolting
through the door, she found her visibly shaken mentor,
leaning against a bookshelf with fear written across
his face and his hands clutching his crotch.
"It's a pandemic," he croaked as the last remnants of
humanity escaped Ana. She leapt over his large oak desk
and was on him in an instant, ripping away the last
vestiges of his modesty with an animalistic fervor. His
large penis lay shriveled on its side as Ana ripped
away her clothing and stared at the fear frozen
appendage with lustful eyes. She threw herself on the
lifeless gristle, rubbing her throbbing nipples on the
beautifully formed glans as she ground her engorged
clitoris into the muscular thighs that were always
hidden beneath a shroud of material.
As her passion triggered her first spine tingling
orgasm Ana shrieked with fulfillment and bathed his
thigh with an explosive burst of ejaculate before
rolling off his motionless body and engulfing the
terrified organ in the warm silky wetness of her mouth.
Ana massaged life into the limpness with fervent tongue
manipulations that soon had the deflated organ filling
her throat with throbbing desire. She could feel the
abundance of warm, life giving fluid that was staged to
erupt through the long glistening appendage that had
just revealed its true potential.
He stared into space vacantly as the first explosive
stream of semen splattered against the back of her
throat and her deadly incisors pierced into the secret
depths of his mighty cock. As she drank her fill, his
life drained away into a whisper, and for once in her
lifetime, Ana finally felt as if she had control of her
sexual counterpart. She relished the fulfillment he had
given her and drank from him until there was no more.
Ana found two more males that had hidden themselves
quite well in a nearby office despite the throngs of
famished females that had previously scoured the area
to feed their need. She subdued the young man quickly
with a knee to the groin and focused on his aging
guardian who was too stunned to offer resistance. As
she slowly unfastened his belt she stared into his
terror filled eyes with sexual prowess, sensing his
acceptance with a smiled.
His tiny appendage was long and thin but was filled
with the unmistakable passion that only years of sexual
experience and renewed anticipation can provide. As she
stroked life into the throbbing organ with loving
gentleness, he laid back slowly in passive surrender
and closed his eyes. Her lips gently closed around the
base of his now throbbing organ and her tongue went to
work as if it had a mind of its own.
The first stream of semen to trickle down her throat
was woefully lacking, revealing a reproductive
dysfunction not uncommon in those whose lives were
scarred by aging. Although she drained his warm seed,
she stopped short of taking all his blood, knowing the
younger companion would provide far more essence for
her to savor.
Ana turned away from the dying corpse disdainfully and
focused on the young lad just now gaining his senses
from the brutal onslaught he had received a short time
earlier. She quickly disrobed the young body, savoring
the youthful skin that lay before her trembling. Gently
she cooed reassurance is his ear, as her hands explored
the tender flesh, ripening to her loving touch. On the
verge of sensual overload, she straddled the slim torso
and guided the well formed penis between her inflamed
labia, thrusting her hips savagely as the sensitive
tissues filled with blood.
Biting her lower lip while painfully pinching her
hardened nipples, she delayed her impending orgasm
until the last conceivable moment, allowing the
electric waves to wash over her endlessly. His arousal
was now gloriously apparent, as his hips moved
automatically, enriching her continuing orgasm in the
fulfillment of a lifelong dream. She could feel his
youthful zeal approaching its zenith, and quickly
dismounted knowing instinctively his release could only
best be realized in the warm recesses of her mouth.
Greedily, Ana forced the beautifully engorged appendage
past her raking teeth into her awaiting throat,
distending her jaw almost painfully to accommodate its
throbbing girth.
As he arched his back towards the ceiling with an
appreciative groan, the first explosive stream of lust
pummeled the back of her stretched throat, almost
gagging her while unexpectedly forcing her jaw closed.
The volcanic eruption of blood combined with the virile
virgin semen flooding her esophagus triggered another
explosive orgasm that sent Ana's body into convulsions
that would last for a timeless eternity. Instinctively,
she continued to suck the life from him until his body
weakened and he slumped back to the floor. She dined
blissfully at leisure, savoring the thrill of their
orgasmic experience and the unique individual savor he
had provided before dozing peacefully with her head
resting gently on the mangled and discolored flesh.
Several hours later, she set out in search of more
protein rich nutrition, yet after a prolonged and
exhaustive search, it soon became apparent that no
living males could be found. Making her way past scores
of decomposing male corpses to the local sperm and
blood banks, she found them completely drained by bands
of women that had now began to form.
Not wanting to share any conquests she may chance upon
with others, Ana found her way back to the lab and
after deep thought, uncommon to most; she extracted
several of the tiny embryos into a syringe with a long
flexible tube. Tucking a pillow under firm, pear shaped
bottom, Ana gently inserted the sinewy tube past her
hyper sensitive labia into the warm recesses of her
throbbing womb. Pushing the plunger gently, she felt
the warm nutrient rich fluid brimming with life; flood
her most intimate orifice, bringing about a small, yet
uniquely fulfilling orgasm.
After several hours, she rose unsteadily from the exam
table where she lay, and huddled in a fetal position in
a dark corner as her body experienced, for the first
time, the unique sensation of hibernation. Soon a cold
winter would embrace the ravaged world and with the
onset of spring, would come the hope of new life from
within.
**
The Captain gently docked his shuttle craft against the
belly of the Stellar Sun as he read the conclusion of
the scientists report. In all appearances, the
implanted serum had been an unqualified success without
damaging any other indigenous life forms. Since time
was not a factor, the elimination of the males of the
targeted species historically dictated extinction of
the entire species was inevitable. And too, since the
target planet remained intact, scavenger vessels could
be deployed within a few decades to extract the
precious resources still abundantly available, or
colonization vessels from a threatened docile species
could be diverted to inhabit this now dying world.
That would be the Council's ultimate decision depending
on data from the monitoring droids; but his mission was
complete and the scientific community was assured of
future opportunities to assist in galactic
stabilization. After a quiet celebration the ship broke
orbit and set course towards the conduit that would
take them home.
Just beyond the last cluster of stars on the spiral arm
of the galaxy, a dark and ponderous man-of-war drifted
on the stellar winds. Its hull showed the scars of
numerous weapons impacts and many of the non-critical
systems had long ago been scavenged for components to
repair critical ones. The stored consumables were
perilously low, and there was hushed talked of
extinction among the weathered fugitives even though
the command staff had committed all their resources to
locating a habitable world.
As desperations icy grip engulfed the entire crew, a
beautiful blue world, with a wonderfully breathable
atmosphere and plenty of natural resources just within
the reach of the ships critically low fuel reserves was
sighted. Inhabited by only female humans, conquest was
simplified and cross breeding would insure they would,
once again, become the dominant galactic species they
once were. Within moments, the last Raula warship fired
its engines for the last time and set course for its
unsuspecting host world.
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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.
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