The Future

THE FUTURE

By C

This story contains graphic descriptions of death and nudity, and is intended for ADULTS ONLY. It is fantasy and intended to be viewed as such. All individuals were created in the writer’s imagination, and any similarity at actual persons is nothing but coincidence.

PART I

CHAPTER 7

      John continued to sit on a bench in the small downtown park and deliberated on his next course of action. He found himself having a strong desire to locate members of his own sex that were alive even though, by now, it was obvious they would surely be held in captivity. But, if he could find one of the facilities he would at least be able to observe their activities. He might also discover how women were able to dominate and control the stronger members of the opposite sex to such an astounding degree. In all probability, such a compound would be located in the outskirts of the city.

       He starts walking toward the outskirts that will also enable passing some of the residential areas along the way. He had reached the conclusion that one of the best ways to gain some insight into the basic nature of these women would be to enter some of the homes and see how they lived. He no longer felt any reservation about entering homes. If he came across a woman in a compromising situation then so be it. He now had a valid reason, and he felt that a great deal could be learned from observing women going about everyday activities and by overhearing conversations.

       While he is walking, John sees a small junior college ahead and decides to take a look inside. Upon entering, he was not surprised to find, like in all other places he had visited, numerous displays humiliating his sex. The sight still gave him a strange feeling, but he had begun to find he was actually beginning to become somewhat accustom to their presence.

       There were no dismal rows of unsightly lockers as in schools of his time. In their place were varnished wooden shelves with pegs underneath for hanging coats and book bags. The pegs, of no surprise, were erect penises. The backpack style book bags were all made from a now familiar looking leather. The front flaps were covered with curly hair from which two small nipples protruded.

      He noticed several history books on one of the shelves nearby. He realizes that answers to many of the questions he was desperately searching might well lay between those covers, and he looks at the volumes with an almost hypnotic longing. But, he remembers the dire warning from the people in the space ship and, reluctantly, resisted an almost overwhelming temptation to take one of the books.

       John soon discovers that the interior furnishings in all of the classrooms were the same. Each had the stuffed body of a naked young man standing in a corner. Plaques containing mounted sex organs and hides were attached to the walls. A plaque with mounted head and sex organs beneath had, in every room, been on the wall directly behind the teacher. The penis on each was fully erect with the strutted head pointing toward the female students. Also, clearly revealed were prominent, oval shaped outlines within the scrotums.

       It was not the sight of his sex being ridiculed before the eyes of college girls, however, that received John’s primary attention. His attention was directed toward the girls themselves. Upon entering the first room he was almost overwhelmed by the remarkable, fresh beauty of eighteen and nineteen year olds whose lovely young bodies, that were everything girl, had so recently undergone the delightful process of blossoming into full womanhood. The same held true for the students in other rooms. Like the women in this society, their extraordinary beauty and sensuous development far surpassed that of most girls their age in his era. The explicit displays that surrounded these beautiful girls did nothing to dampen the youthful look of innocence that almost seemed to radiate from them. The happy faces, with smooth flawless complexions, contained none of the bored expressions that he would have expected to find on students in a classroom. Their bright eyes sparkled with interest as they listened intently to their teachers.

       John’s spirits began to undergo a marked improvement at the refreshing sight of so many breathtaking girls. Even the fact that the exposed manhood of members of his own sex was being displayed and ridiculed before them did not overly disturbed him. He felt somewhat embarrassed, but it was nothing compared to what he had felt during the past few hours. This was partly due to fact that, as pointed out previously, he was actually beginning to get somewhat accustomed to such surroundings.

       It was when John was almost ready to leave that he found his improved disposition being shattered with a devastating suddenness. It happened when he decided to enter one last classroom. It turned out to be a biology lab, and all of the students were crowded around a table that a teacher stood in back of. The girls had been standing so close together that he could not see what was on the table until he was almost up to it. When he finally got a clear view he was once again stunned into a state of disbelief and incomprehension.

       John saw the naked body of a young man, who looked to have been no more than nineteen, lying on the table. He was on his back with his legs spread and his eyes and mouth open. The natural looking expression on his face gave the impression of being awake if it were not for the fact that he had been cut open down the middle and his internal organs removed. The latter were laying in stainless steel trays and had been dissected revealing the interiors whose various functions had, in all probability, been explained earlier by the teacher.

       This was the first time that John had actually seen a dead person in the flesh, which caused a queasiness to flow through him. He also begun to experience a strange, weird, sensation at the sight of a young man giving the appearance of being awake, yet content to lay calmly on his back while his body was being dissected before a group of girls his own age. John looked at the girls and was surprised to see that none displayed the slightest amount of discomfort at actually watching a human body being dissected. In fact, their beautiful young faces and bright eyes showed even more interest and enthusiasm than he had observed in any other classroom. He would not have thought it possible for such lovely, innocent looking, girls to react in this manner while witnessing such a gruesome scene. He remembered how squeamish most girls had been in one his biology classes when the teacher had dissected nothing more than a frog.

       The teacher had already concluded most of her lecture and was in the process of explaining the functions of male reproductive organs. The penis had been sliced lengthwise down the center, and the two halves curved away from each other in opposite directions revealing the rich looking texture of exposed flesh. The wet interior of the urethra was clearly visible running along the bottom of each severed half and, as he had noticed in the sliced roasted penis he had seen earlier, swelled into a bulb like shape upon entering the head. The scrotum had been cut away and one shiny, oval shaped, testicle hung down between his spread legs. The second, having been sliced in sections, lay in a small bowl nearby.

       John watched aghast as the teacher calmly cut out the prostrate gland and seminal vesicle, held the severed tube attached to them over a small beaker, and squeezed out a stream of white semen. While carrying out this procedure, she told the class that she was going to place drops on slides so they could view them under microscopes and observe thousands of sperm swimming about. She commented, with a mischievous smile, that they would be able to see for themselves how much sperm looked like tadpoles. This remark brought forth a wave of girlish giggles. The teacher then sliced open the male glands, and a large quantity of remaining semen flowed out.

      At this point, John, who had been feeling increasingly dizzy and queasy, thought he might actually faint if he stayed any longer. He quickly left the room as the teacher was holding up one of the severed halves of the prostrate and started explaining the interior functions. With great haste, he rushed from of the room and went out of the first exit that he came across.

       John leaves the building feeling queasy and slightly nauseated. Once again, he had witnessed an event that even after all of his previous shocking discoveries had left him totally unprepared to accept. The extent of atrocious practices that were evidently commonplace in this female society was constantly increasing to a degree that totally exceeded his wildest imagination. Even though he had seen it with his own eyes he still found it hard to comprehend that dissecting the body of a human male in a public junior college could have possibility become an accepted practice - in even an unbelievable society such as this.

       It did not take him long to recover from his queasiness and unsettled stomach. This recovery, however, did nothing to relieve the despondent and dispirited mood that had come over him. He had not forgotten his previous determination to keep himself above such reactions, but for a while at least, he simply did not care. Even his desire to please the people in the space ship had become unimportant. To make matters worse, he had no earthly idea why this particular event, as appalling as it had been, had caused such a profound reaction. He knew that what he saw in the lab had not been as much of a surprise as when he had unexpectedly been confronted with his first discoveries, but, for some reason, it saddened and depressed him to a far greater degree.

       (John had been in such a confused state that he had been totally incapable of trying to rationalize why he should experience a reaction such as this after witnessing so many other things that had involved not just one death – but death on a massive scale. Had he been capable of doing so, he would have realized that it was due to the fact that suddenly seeing a dead body in the flesh, for the first time in his life, made this death far more personal. Everything that he had witnessed previously, as shocking as they had all been, had been somewhat remote. Even the surprisingly lifelike appearance of stuffed bodies had a detached quality about them even though he had known that, at some point in time, all had been living men. This time, it had been different. This time, it had not been stuffed bodies, stretched hides, mounted trophies, or countless other things made from bodies of unknown males. This time, it had not been meat and genitals being used for food. This time, it had been a young man’s dead body in the flesh whose innocent looking, lifeless, face he had gazed into - a young man that only a short time before had been a living human being in the prime of his short life. The fact that the body had been desecrated before a group of college girls, all of who had been in good spirits with smiling faces, showing total indifference to the fact of human death having been suffered, had made it doubly worse.)

       John walked for several blocks, in a sad and dejected mood, before finally able start thinking about the profound event. An image of the dead body lying on the table, with open eyes and sliced open down the middle, dominated his thoughts. He found himself wondering if the young man had been deliberately killed for no other purpose than for what he had seen, and a cold chill swept through him. The killing of men for food by the woman in this society, as repulsive as the practice might be, at least was done for a definite purpose. From what he had seen, he had no doubt that women openly accepted, with a clear conscience, that the purpose behind their actions was justified. He had assumed, almost from the start, that the countless displays and other items were bizarre byproducts that had evolved from the original and primary reason of slaying to obtain food. But, what he had seen in the lab placed a different light on this assumption. It made him begin to wonder if the women in this society had become so indifferent, in regard to the male sex, that they thought nothing of slaying for no other reason than to provide a lesson in human male anatomy. If this was indeed the case, then it would appear that the basic, caring, nature women felt for living creatures - a nature that had existed for thousands of years - had somehow changed – changed so completely that they could even accept taking the life of young man for a purpose of little importance.

       In spite of what John had seen, he found it hard to believe that this basic feminine nature could have undergone such a profound change. The warmth that he had seen them show toward each other had far surpassed anything he had observed in women of his own era. It was only members of the opposite sex that, for some reason, were being excluded. This thought caused him to pause. Was he jumping to a conclusion in thinking that the young man had been deliberately killed? If the entire male population was kept in captivity, then it would be inevitable for a few to die from one cause or another. When this occurred, the bodies might not be considered acceptable for human consumption and would be utilized for other purposes such as what he had seen.

       John found himself having a nagging thought that disturbed his reasoning that the death had come from some other cause. He recalled the girls giggling while looking at the violated body and the mater-of-fact academic tone of the teacher's voice as she dissected and explained various functions. And, he remembered hearing the teacher talking about looking at sperm swimming under microscopes. He had no idea how long sperm would live in a dead body, but he seriously doubted that it would be for any appreciable length of time. Would a body that had died from some other cause be rushed to a junior college for no other reason than to enable live sperm to be viewed as part of the procedure? Obtaining semen containing living sperm for study would be a simple matter for women in a society that held the entire male population in captivity. He could see no reason for it to be important that live sperm be in a body being dissected. John shakes his head in frustration. He was letting himself get carried away in nothing but speculation. It was entirely possible that the young man had recently died from some other cause, and it had only by chance that he was sent to the school while his sperm was still alive – an infrequent occurrence of which the teacher simply took advantage. This line of thought made him feel somewhat better, but the image of the dissected body continued to haunt him for some time. It was only gradually that his feeling of depression began to ease.

       John continues his journey toward the outskirts of the city. As he walked in this direction he passed several supermarkets that he entered to confirm what he already knew would be inside. He was successful in this endeavor. The meat counters in each had contained plentiful quantities of the same types of packages that he had seen in the first store. He did not see a single meat item that appeared to have come from another source. Another thing that he noticed was the contents of plastic jugs filled with what he had previously passed off as milk. He looked closely this time and would have been able to identify the contents even if the labels had not plainly contained the word "SEMEN". John was surprised at the plentiful quantity of these jugs, and he had no reason to doubt that other stores would have a similar supply. He could not begin to imagine the number of men it required to provide such a massive quantity on a daily basis. The discovery only served to confirm that he had been mistaken in his previous assumption as to the male population being limited in size.