****** Babylon by R/Dave ******
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Babylon


Early Thursday morning, the calls began arriving at the receptionists desk in
the CDC. Global reports of mysterious and particularly gruesome deaths with
sexual overtones became more and more frequent as the day wore on until, by the
late afternoon, the switchboard was flooded. The Director contacted the White
House, and within several hours, the UN Security Council was in emergency
session. The beginning of a new order was at hand.

Several days earlier, the slender cigar shaped vessel slipped from behind the
moon's shadow and rushed to the dark side of the pristine blue planet nearby.
Its flawless black hull absorbed any light, as its hushed drive guided the ship
into a near orbit and began to deploy the sinister bacteria that would soon
flourish in the oxygen rich atmosphere. It was estimated the planet would be
suitable for their alien habitation in three terran months; but the scientists
had not taken into account the large quantity of pollutants in the atmosphere
that would hinder the disseminations of the bacteria, and eventually alter its
effectiveness. But it would take several days for the unexpected mutations to
occur, and within that brief celestial window, the structure of the existing
societies would be permanently altered.

Cliff was on his way to feed the livestock when he suddenly felt the
uncontrollable urge to return to his new bride and ravish her petite form.
Married for a mere three months after a year long engagement, they were still
in the throes of honeymoon bliss and could never seem to get enough of one
another. But Cliff felt differently this morning; the desire was far more
pronounced to where he could barely control his return without running under a
full head of steam. By the time reached the screen door, he was panting, as was
his wife from literally ripping her clothing free from her heaving body. Their
embrace was short lived as, overwhelmed by passion, they tore at one another in
a ballet of flailing limbs and miscues.

Soon she was pinned to the floor under his weight, as he feverishly guided his
manhood into her quivering femininity. His first thrust into her pussy produced
a squeal of ecstasy from her as her pungent cream squirted around his throbbing
cock and sprayed his scrotum and abdomen. Her climax was immediate, and Cliff
soon followed on cue; yet their passion only increased with their mutual
ecstatic release. Cliff began to claw at the heaving mounds of her heaving
breasts, as her hands found his firm ass and ball sack simultaneously. She
rolled and squeezed the two creamy orbs within the wrinkled scrotum as his
hands pinched and tweaked her nipples in an ever increasing fervor. Again they
climaxed together; dousing her pinned hands with his seed as she let out a long
slow moan of unbridled ecstasy.

Still they desired more, and again cliff began pounding his pubis into hers in
an ever increasing determination. Her fist squeezed his captured balls together
so forcefully that they ruptured with and audible popping noise before he came
one final time into her bruised and bloody pussy. As his cock spasmed violently
into her, she tore his scrotum free and clawed at the exposed underside of his
man meat, tearing it away from its roots and her vagina simultaneously. Cliff
let out a final passionate wail as he dug his fingernails deep into her two
fleshy orbs and ripped them free from her chest in their final act together as
two sexual beings. They collapsed on the floor as their life drained slowly
into a large blood pool beneath her motionless body. Their bodies were found by
the postman several hours later as he tried to deliver a registered letter. He
called the local authorities who, upon their arrival and assessment,
immediately called the Coroners office. The CDC was contacted early the next
morning when the alien antibodies were extracted from the two lovers. Later
that afternoon, despite all precautions, the coroner was found with his bloody
genitals in one hand, and a bloody scalpel in the other. The virus had just
become an epidemic.

Kelly couldn't restrain herself any longer, as she hurried from her computer
station into the nearby restroom. Torn with lust, she bolted into the nearest
stall and locked herself within before tearing her skirt and panties free, and
frigging herself desperately amidst loud moans of frustration. Within a few
brief moments several more of her companions were stumbling into the same
restroom, tearing at their clothing and frigging themselves in mindless
abandon. The sounds of their unbridled passion filled the entire office, and
soon several curious supervisors were on their way to the restroom amidst the
stares of curious coworkers. Even as they tried to wedge their way into the
crowded restroom, they became overcome by their own passions and soon the
entire floor was sandwiched into the small bathroom feverishly groping at one
an others genitals in wild and unbridled abandon.

The stunned messenger who arrived by elevator several minutes later stared at
the pile of mutilated bodies for several minutes before he finally was able to
gain his composure and use the phone to notify security on the first floor. By
the time they arrived, they found the messenger laying next to an elderly
secretary with his oozing genitals in her mouth. He would not live to share the
details with the investigators who, all too soon fell victim to the very entity
they were investigating. By that time however, the entire city was ffected, and
there didn't appear any means whatsoever of stopping the grizzly human carnage.

Robert tidied up in the kitchen and stashed the last two pages of the report
into his briefcase, before dumping his coffee in the sink and heading for the
garage. Despite the reports of strange happenings in the city some thirty miles
away, he remained skeptical as the meeting that he would attend this morning
had been planned for over six months and, if he was successful, would insure
his financial security for life. As he started his Mercedes and pulled into the
morning warmth, his doubts melted and he tuned the radio to a "happy" station.
The garage door slowly slid shut, securing his large two story residence for
the day as he eased past the well groomed landscape of his sprawling ranch. As
he reached the highway, a small warning went off in the back of his head as he
didn't see any cars along the four-lane thoroughfare that was normally awash
with their thundering tires and aggravating horns. Dismissing the empty highway
as a fluke and a sign of good fortune, he eased the sleek silver sedan onto the
pavement and began to accelerate well above the posted speed limit.

Ahead, in the distance he could see the tractor-trailer obstructing the
highway, and he nearly had to bring his car to a skid to avoid hitting the
massive rig. As the dust cleared from the shoulder where his car had finally
come to rest, he slowly stepped onto the pavement to asses his options when a
large and burly figure approached him. Scarcely able to utter a greeting before
being stunned by a massive right hand, he fell on his face to the pavement and
felt his designer suit being ripped from his slight frame with a fury that
brought fear to his heart. He felt his hips being hoisted into a position to be
mounted and was barely able to mutter a protest before another blow landed
behind his neck leaving him stunned and totally vulnerable. Bob could only gasp
for breath as he felt the massive manmeat begin to penetrate his virgin anal
opening. Despite his forceful attempts to squeeze the small dark opening shut,
the throbbing pole, awash with precum violated the delicate tissues with one
violent thrust and he felt himself fully impaled by his merciless assailant.

Despite the violent abuse his anus was enduring, Bob felt himself become
aroused by the continued pressure to his prostate and by the massive hand that
had snaked around his hips and grasped his own thickening manhood. As the
trucker continued to expertly massage Bobs swelling meat between his thumb and
fingers, he relaxed and soon found that, amazingly, he was more aroused than he
could recently remember. As the trucker released a low growling moan signaling
his release, Bob felt his very own semen boiling through his groin, and soon
they collapsed in the throes of their passionate orgasms; Bobs colon being
filled with the wonderful warmth of the truckers ejaculate while the truckers
hand steadily caressed the throbbing meat that was exploding with life giving
seed. They lay on the cool pavement awash in their explosive release, as the
nearby hillsides echoed the sounds of their fulfillment. His suit was being
carried away in the wind.

Not to be denied, the trucker gently guided Bobs hips back into the air as his
manmeat that was still tucked snugly in the blood and cum soaked sphincter
began to awaken to the moist warmth that enveloped his throbbing glans. Bob did
not protest this time, but rather coaxed the violation with his hips while he
brought his free hand up to grasp the large balls that slapped against his own
with each forceful thrust.

He was truly enjoying the feeling of being both possessed and filled at the
same time despite the pain when he glanced up to behold a beautiful vision
approach him. Despite the vulnerability of his position, he couldn't conceal
his anticipation as she slowly disrobed and threw her garments into the wind.
The overall erotic experience of her radiant countenance, his colon being
filled with the throbbing passion of another man, and his own genitals being
expertly massaged brought him back to the verge of his second orgasm.

She was absolutely glorious, Bob realized as she came closer. Her eyes were
captivating; her long graceful neck flowed down to the two large and firm
breasts that swayed gently with each graceful step. Her hips were full and her
thighs topped the longest and most graceful legs he had ever seen. As she
peeled away the rose colored panties, Bob's mouth fell open when he saw the
small erect penis rise towards her slight belly - she was a he! She took the
last steps toward him and guided the small thin penis into Bob's agape mouth,
until its glistening purple tip grazed the back of his throat. He was amazed at
the silkiness of her manmeat and the tiny size of the two small gonads nestled
within the shriveled dark brown ball sack beneath. Instinctively he began to
suck on her aroused flesh as she grasped the back of his head with one hand and
her tiny scrotum with the other. Her mouth hung open, and small line of drool
appeared from her full pouting lips as her passion was aroused by her unskilled
host. Bob had always scorned homosexuals, but his repulsion completely
disappeared as he sought to please the dichotomy of human sexuality that stood
before him on trembling legs. He could feel her maleness swell with an
impending orgasm and sucked harder to draw the neutered seed into himself, as
the trucker bellowed behind him, signaling that he, too, was about to release
his unique cream into his belly. The experience was more than he could bear as
his prostrate again begin its own rhythmic contractions signaling his own
explosive release onto the cum soaked hand of his host. Together they climaxed,
in a totally abandoned and beautiful explosion of emotion and release. Bob felt
totally fulfilled for the first time in his life, as the warm, life-giving
cream exploded into his behind and his throat simultaneously, while his own
seed pooled beneath his belly.

But something was wrong, for as Bob sensed their mutual release, he felt his
unquenched passion continue to grow out of proportion until, in a final assault
of arousal, he bit through the slim man meat that continued to spasm in his
tightly clenched throat while tearing the ball sack away from the grunting
invader astride his convulsing hips. Her meat was severed completely in one
bite and actually tasted quite sweet, seasoned with the salty remains of her
final orgasm. As the trucker fell away from Bob, he grasped the blood spurting
remains of his own genitals while, unconsciously ripping away the throbbing
manmeat of the gasping businessman beneath him. Bob let out a final scream of
agony and ecstasy as he slid to the ground, awash in the moment. They would
succumb a short time later, all with smiles permanently etched on their
lifeless faces.

Unaware of the global implications, the CDC advised martial law be imposed and,
under the correct assumption that it was an airborne virus, quarantine the
affected areas. It was implemented immediately, but it was far too little, too
late. No precaustions could stop the onslaught now; as news from around the
globe reflected the same gruesome details of death by genital mutilation. It
would be just a few hours before the effects of the virus would break down the
military and scientific communities, and chaos became the rule rather than the
exception. Around the world, groups and couples were obsessed with their
frustrated fulfillment, and the screams of a neutered and dying species reached
to the heavens; where the dark ship studied the results with curiosity.
Something was wrong with the virus - it seemed to turn on itself within 48-
hours, and destroy itself from within. Within a fortnight, the ship would turn
from its orbit and set course for a newly charted sun-system fearful that this
world would breed life forms from the mutated virus that would be impervious to
any future bacteriological assault.

Amidst the death and carnage, few survived. Those that were within controlled
atmospheres and eunuchs were all that remained of the thriving civilization
that had once over populated this pristine world. If a census could be tallied,
one would have found that out of the several thousand humans that remained,
over 70% were eunuchs and the remaining 30% were predominately females who, due
to the virus mutations, were, by most standards, considered nymphomaniac
sadists. They would group together to savagely rape any viable male that still
survived. The eunuchs would quickly rise to become the dominant human force,
compassionately controlling the "savages" with nutrients, while carefully
harvesting the unaffected reproductive cells. It was from this inhuman
environment that Abel would come to be.

Nurtured by the best nutrients that could be coaxed from the abundant wildlife
that began to flourish, Able came to be in a world of sterilized air and
florescent lighting. He was schooled in all the known sciences and grew at an
accelerated pace thanks to the genetic manipulations of his eunuch "parents."
Within ten years, Able was a fully developed specimen of an adult male, but
unlike his genetically altered peers, he was unique in his physique and his
attitude of rebellion. Despite the patient endeavors of his nurturing
"creators," he rejected their inhumanity, and one night, as the clouds gathered
in a sky he had never seen, he slipped past the security system and into the
world of the sleeping savages.

They slept in a ragged circle around the campfire, half-naked and unkempt, the
epitome of a savage sub-culture. Twice a day these forty two remnants of
another time would gather outside the marble walls of the Great Ones, and
gather the protein wafers that were randomly thrown from atop the gleaming
structure. They would devour the tainted wafers in silence, and would sleep or
stare the rest of their lives away; aging silently in the paradise that was
growing around them. Meanwhile, just beyond their gaze, and new generation of
created, sexually dormant creatures was being readied to reclaim the world that
had been unaltered by human hands for the past twenty some years.

Able was amazed to find this small group of his surviving female ancestors who
appeared so placid and frail. He had learned of their sexual savagery and had
been trained to subdue them, yet all he could see this night was a group of
middle-aged women who appeared unlikely to threaten an ant much less himself.
Little did he know that the protein wafers the gathered were laced with
tranquilizers that repressed their basic instincts. He would study them through
the night and following day, observing their habits and mannerisms. Deprived of
nutrition, he eventually set out to study the surrounding area, surviving from
canned goods he found in the abandoned homes and sleeping in the fresh air that
at first, irritated his respiratory system, but then became sweet and
delicious.

Without the repressive elements his "creators" had given him all of his life,
his sexuality awakened; and it was that drive that brought Able back to the
sleeping women. As they slept, Able slipped behind the woman he found most
attractive, and lifted the tattered remnants of her garment, gazing at the
furry bush that hid her treasures in eager anticipation. Experiencing his first
erection, Able gazed at the six inch throbbing growth between his legs with
anxious curiosity, knowing that somehow it would be used to fertilize his
feminine counterpart without knowing how. Awakened by his heavy breathing, her
dark eyes focused first on his face, then on the throbbing manhood dimly
illuminated by the moon's rays.

Something within her stirred, and she reawakened to the repressed desires she
had almost forgotten. Responding automatically, she reached for the throbbing
organ, and pulled it into her mouth, pulling Able off his feet in the process.
The warm and wonderful sensation of her mouth on his organ brought him to an
immediate and volatile climax, as twenty years of semen exploded violently into
her mouth. His ecstatic moans and her choking gasps awakened the rest of her
companions who looked over to see a large pool of life giving cream bubbling
from her mouth and collecting in a large pool under her cheeks. Like wild
animals in a feeding frenzy, they were on his manhood in an instant, and he
experienced a series of explosive climaxes that arched high into the cool night
air before he finally collapsed in exhaustion. The savages, fearful of his
escape, pulled his exhausted corpse deep into the surrounding woods, and took
turns rubbing their neglected pussies against his mouth and genitals throughout
the night.

The morning dawned to a light summer's rain as the puzzled Great Ones stared
over their fortress walls at the dying campfire and the barren circle where the
savages had always slept. Although fearful, by midday they found enough courage
to explore the nearby surrounding area. When they discovered the remains of the
pool of semen they knew what had happened to their missing "creation," and that
their dominance would soon decline. Silently they retreated back into their
fortress to await their inevitable fate. Because of an unanticipated chemical
reaction to protein, a tiny parasite grew in Ables peers that slowly consumed
their gonads from within. Within a few short weeks, they succumbed to the
painful infestations the Great Ones were unable to control.

Meanwhile, Able refreshed the memories of the women who, not only had become
his friends, but who also fulfilled his sexual needs far more completely than
he had ever imagined. Now free from the chemical contamination his peers had
been exposed to, his balls were constantly drained by the very creatures he had
been taught to destroy; an evolution that was to save his life. They taught
each other all that they knew, and soon became a suitable match for any foe. In
an old school bus they had restored and modified, they set out across the
overgrown pavement, in an exhaustive search for their counterparts, now
scattered in tiny bands that dotted the landscape.

It was said, in the generations that followed, that Able was the Father of
civilized society, but those who knew him, considered him the father of all
their children, and the force that had unified the world. His sexual prowess
became known throughout the world, and he knew the dark and mysterious secrets
of more lovers than any man to precede or follow him. When he finally succumbed
to age, his genitals were preserved and mounted atop the highest structure in
the city he had helped to build which is known to this day as Babylon.

end

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