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THE FUTURE
By C
PART I
CHAPTER 5
John leaves the cool shade of the woods and blinks as he walks into the sunlight. He retraces his steps along the side street until once again on Central Avenue and headed toward the downtown area. As he walks along, he looks intently at first one and then another of the women he passes. This time, his interest is primarily in trying to observe their manner rather than admiring their beauty. He soon notices that they differ from women of his own time in more ways than physical attractiveness. Practically every one that he sees has a happy, pleasant, expression on her face combined with a look of contentment. They nod and speak to one another with such warmth and friendliness that it is obvious the feelings are genuine. In John's era, women would go about their business in a rush and hardly acknowledge each other. The genuine caring and warmth being displayed makes it hard to comprehend these same women being able to carry out such barbaric treatment being given to men.
Reality is brought back when he passes the windows of a large furniture store. The displays are set up to represent suggested decor in different rooms of a home such as living, dining, kitchen or bedroom. There is a single, prominent, theme present in every one of the settings - regardless of the style or type of room. This theme is to vividly display the male body in a variety of degrading and humiliating ways. Many of the items are like those he had seen in the shop. Hanging from walls are trophies of heads mounted on plaques with genitals underneath, and, of greater number, smaller plaques that contain only mounted sex organs. Hides are stretched on walls while others lie on floors being used as rugs. The bases of table lamps are the same as in the shop. There are also floor lamps made from headless, stuffed bodies with lighted shades protruding from necks. The ends of coffee tables are supported by lower torsos with spread thighs. The penises on the wide variety of displays, like in the shop, range from being flaccid to that of partial and full erections. The backs of leather chairs are made from hides taken from men's chest - complete with curly hair and nipples. Some of the chairs are recliners and, in addition to the above feature, the levers on the sides are erect penises.
The knobs on cabinet drawers and doors are the ends of penises with the ridges around the swollen heads providing excellent handholds. In a foyer setting, John sees the stuffed body of a young man with an extremely impressive erection. He is standing beside a small table with a mahogany top that is attached to the lower half of a body, cut off at the waist to below the knees, whose endowment is also in a fully aroused condition. A row of erect penises, attached to a narrow piece of varnished mahogany, serve as pegs for hanging coats.
John again finds himself experiencing a weird, creepy, sensation from looking at an unbelievable variety of displays and items made from men's bodies. This time, however, he is able to maintain at least some degree of composure. He observes that, as before, the size of all of the genitals, even those that are flaccid, is extremely impressive, and the stuffed bodies all have splendid physiques. Also, as before, all are young and look to have been in their late teens or early twenties at the time of death.
He remembers that one of his primary goals is to try and gain some insight into the basic nature of the women in this society. He knows that this can not be accomplished by continuing to gape at the shocking displays. He forces himself to look away and begins to study the actions of the women on the sidewalk as they pass. Most stroll by, taking only a casual glance, but some stop for a while to look.
At first glance, the actions appear much the same as women from John's time would display when "window shopping". After a closer observation, however, he notices that the exposed manhood seems to be getting most of the attention. He looks carefully at the expressions and does not see any evidence of resentment or hostility. None of their eyes flash with looks of either anger or triumph at seeing males ridiculed before them. He can not say for sure, but the looks on most of the faces give the appearance of having feelings of pride combined with sexual interest.
The impression is given to John that, even though these women are accustomed to seeing male bodies displayed in such astonishing ways, their manner strongly indicates that they are not quite as casual and indifferent as he first thought. One thing is certain beyond all doubt, however, and that is the fact that every one these women readily accept men being treated in such an unbelievable fashion. When he searched each face, he had particularly looked for any sign of sympathy for the dire fate that had been suffered, and he did not seen the slightest hint of any such emotion. These women certainly know the cold reality of death, but, as far as men are concerned, they obviously could care less.
John watches a few more minutes and then continues his journey to the downtown area. He feels a sense of satisfaction that this time he did not let such astounding sights interfere with his ability to observe. There is no longer the slightest doubt in his mind that making trophies and merchandise from male bodies is a widespread practice in this female society. He is not ready to start trying to draw any conclusions, but he feels he is at least beginning to have a slight insight into their nature. He is mystified by an apparent conflict in this nature that allows them to accept such horrendous treatment being given to men while, at the same time, openly displaying deep compassion in other areas. But, He is not overly disturbed that he has not found an answer to such a puzzling question at this early stage. He feels that he is making progress, and his confidence is growing. He will try to remain aware of his surroundings in an effort to find clues that might help provide answers to at least some of his many questions.
He comes to a refined looking restaurant and stops at a large window to look inside. It is still fairly early and only a few tables are occupied. Two women, seated at a table directly in front of him, get his attention. The women, though very attractive, are obviously middle age. They are well dressed and exhibit the distinct air of being members of the upper class. It was this look of prestige that caught his attention. This is his first chance to observe the actions of two such members of this society up close. He does not have anything in particular that he is looking for, but he decides to stay and watch them for a few minutes. They are both eating a salad and each has a glass that he assumes contains milk.
The women are engaged in a casual back and forth conversation, pausing occasionally to take a bite. A waitress comes up bearing a large tray containing the main order. She places several bowls of vegetables and a large plate with a metal cover in front of each woman. She refills the glasses and it is then that John notices that the white liquid pours with a much thicker consistency than milk. It looks vaguely familiar, but he does not give it much thought.
The waitress lifts the metal covers, places them on her tray, and leaves. John is not aware of her final actions, however. When the covers had been removed his total attention had been directed to the contents on the plates. For several minutes, his resolve to remain calm and rational is completely shattered. Once again, his mind goes numb. Both of the women had ordered the same entree. In the center of each plate is a roasted human penis. They are lying on their side in a curved position with steam rising from the thick, glistening, shafts.
It is only with supreme effort that John is able to regain some semblance of control. He keeps telling himself that he is only seeing confirmation of something that he had already concluded. Still, convincing himself earlier that such activity was going on did nothing to dampen the impact of actually seeing it take place. This fact is especially true in the unbelievable setting in which it is occurring. Two prominent looking women, sitting in a plush, public restaurant opposite a large window next to a busy sidewalk have a typical looking waitress, in a nonchalant manner, place plates in front of them that actually contain roasted human penises. John continues to experience a weird, detached sensation even after he has regained the ability to again think with at least some degree of logic. He has no control, however, over the uneasy crawling sensation that is once again taking place in his own genitalia.
John is so stunned that he completely misses seeing the looks of pleasure that cross the women's faces when the metal covers had been removed. Even when his senses return, his attention remains riveted on the plates and not the women who, after their initial inspection and approval, resume conversing while finishing their salads. He is unable to keep himself from studying every detail of the male organs that lay in front of him. The skin on both has been removed, and the color of the roasted shafts is golden brown with the heads being a darker shade. The flesh on both is wet with cooked juices that reflect the overhead lights. The thick shafts are swollen - giving the appearance of being partially erect. The head on the one to his left is pointed away and he can see the severed end of the root with the opening of the urethra clearly visible. The head on his right is pointed directly at him. The hole is partially open from which a thin stream of clear juices trickle out.
The activity of the women picking up their knives and forks catches John's attention and makes him realize that it is important for him to observe their actions as they consume this unbelievable meal. He finds it impossible, though, to take his attention entirely away from the staggering sight that lay on the plates. This makes it difficult for him to try and observe both women. He settles on a compromise and decides to direct most of his attention to the one on his right. She starts at the root and slices off a piece, about three-quarters of an inch thick, and then cuts it in half.
John can not help but notice how easily she cut through the flesh. Either the knife is a great deal sharper than it looks, or a penis is not nearly as stringy and tough as he thought. The women sticks her fork into one of the severed pieces, and he watches her face intently as she places it in her mouth. He is surprised to see an age-old reaction of giving a slight nod combined with a smile of pleasure - a smile that is associated with savoring the initial taste of a choice delicacy. He notes, out of the corner of his eye, that the other woman had also started at the root and, at the first bite, had expressed a similar reaction.
Both women remain quite for a short while as they cut and consume several more pieces of the shafts. The ease with which they chew and swallow makes it obvious that the meat indeed has to be tender. They then slow down and resume their conservation. John experiences a strange sensation at the sight of the woman on his right absently waving her fork through the air, with a piece of a man's penis stuck to it, as she tries to emphasize a point. She stops only long enough to put it in her mouth, chew several times, and swallow before resuming her conservation. He notices that each time the women presses on the shaft with her fork, to hold it in place as she cuts off another piece, that the hole in the head opens larger, and a heavier stream of clear juice bubbles out.
It is not long before the only items left on both plates are the cone shaped heads. It is at this point that the actions of both women become the same. All conversation ceases and their undivided attention is directed at the remaining object on their plates. Each woman sticks her fork into the head, holds it up, and gazes intently at the flared shape as though trying to see how far she can look into the open hole. Both then put the tips in their mouths and suck as though trying to get out the last of the remaining juices. They return the heads to the plates and stand them on end. Their actions had so duplicated each other that the appearance was given of performing some type of ritual.
John again gives the women on his right his primary attention. She looks down at the head for several moments before placing her fork on the top to hold it while cutting it lengthwise down the center. One piece falls on it’s side and John can see that the interior has a much juicer and richer texture than that of the shaft. The urethra, which had been sliced lengthwise, swells into a bulb like shape after entering the head and then narrows as it reaches the tip. The woman sticks this half with her fork and raises it to her mouth. She closes her eyes, hesitates for a moment with a look of anticipation on her face, and then, almost lovingly, slides it into her mouth and slowly begins to chew. John can not believe the look that comes over her face. It almost radiates with an expression of extreme satisfying pleasure. She continues to chew slowly as though trying to prolong the taste as long as possible. The procedure is repeated with the remaining half and she displays the same degree of obvious enjoyment. A few quick glances at the other woman revealed experiencing a similar enjoyment. Their actions dispelled any thoughts that a human penis is undesirable as a source of food. There is no doubt that these two women have just finished an extremely delicious and enjoyable meal.
The women drain the contents of their glasses, stand, pick up their checks and pocketbooks, and leave. John continues to stare at the plates that are now empty except for the surfaces being wet with cooked juices. It is all that remains of what had shortly before been two impressive symbols of the male sex. Impressive symbols that had lain passively on plates as two middle age women cut, chewed and swallowed them. These impressive symbols of manhood are now inside female bodies and, at this very moment, are undergoing the digestive process that will transform them into becoming the flesh of a woman.
John's attention is drawn to white trails of liquid running down the inside of one of the glasses. All of a sudden he realizes with a shock why it looks so familiar. He had seen this color and consistency on numerous occasions after masturbating. He can only shake his head at the realization that women use seamen as a form of beverage. He has seen to many astonishing things this day, however, to be overly surprised at this latest discovery.
He continues to gaze idly at the table until a young woman comes up and starts picking up the dishes. Only then does he turn and leave - his mind in deep thought. If he had been so mistaken about the desirability of a human penis as a source of food, he might be equally mistaken in his assumption of the remainder of a man’s body being of poor quality. The women in this society might be eating male flesh for the simple reason that it is extremely delicious. Such a thought is almost impossible to comprehend, but, from what he has just seen, it is certainly within the realm of possibility.
John walks for several blocks before he is able to break away from these thoughts, and he gives himself a short lecture. He can not get so carried away that he looses track of what has set out to accomplish. He has a great deal to discover and can only do it by continuing his observations with a clear mind. He once again begins noticing his surroundings and the women passing by. But, try as he might, he is unable to keep his mind from straying and dwelling upon the thought that every one he sees has undoubtedly eaten meals identical to what he had just witnessed. He finds himself looking at one woman after another and wondering at how many of them are, at that very moment, in the process of digesting a man's penis. It is only gradually that he manages to decrease the number of times that these thoughts occur, and he is finally able to once again start directing his attention to the business at hand.