Chapter 1.01 The Way it Was
In the early days of the twentieth century, scientists debated whether environmental factors or genes dominated in the growth and thought of human beings, plants and animals. A primitive tribe of humans called Russians hypothesized that mere thought or need could select for better genes. Others such as Mendelev argued that survival of the fittest selected for the best genes and so the best body and lifestyle that resulted.
What was argued really was whether free will existed or did the world evolve inevitably from random circumstances. Humans quarreled often in their religions about this primal issue. Sometimes God ruled with an iron hand. Sometimes He gambled. Some Gods were overthrown and man pretended to be the gods. Sometimes He did not exist.
When the Grha conquered portions of the Earth, they entered into this queasy philosophical morass. Did the Grha count and in what way? Certainly they had a different way of viewing existence. What if they were right and Man wrong? Has Man ever been right? Did it matter?
Chapter 1.02 Racing
Bill Swansea of Amerash traded with the Grha Domain of Wyhlach for his father's firm and dealt uneasily in a complex and difficult transfer of cotton, bananas, and bison for microelectronics, paisley, and icons. When he visited the far northlands, he exchanged pleasantries with what passed as the Grha merchant class. Friendship was too alien a concept to share with them but gambling on the outcome of filly races both groups enjoyed.
Deep in the Domain near what the ancient Canadians called the Hudson Bay, human drivers dared not venture. So only young flexible Grha sports guided the light carriages contested by expert teams of attractive fillies. Being related to humans the fillies possessed some intelligence but preferred praise for their physical skills and features and often had short vicarious lives. The Grha neglected their sexual attributes having absolutely no interest being asexual in their reproductive habits.
Swansea studied the racing form with his Amerash cohort from early school years, Jack Lacey. This contest featured trotter teams in the Liadline event of one kilometer. Ten carriages participated in this race. Each had a team of four fillies of the same pure breed. Today's teams consisted of two sets of American Sluts, one rare Southern Belle, two Quebeckers, one French Maid, one Yakut, two Canuck Sluts, and one JAP. All nervously pranced in their wooden examination stockades, anxious to run and compete with their girlfriends. To keep circumstancial advantages even, all of the fillies wore platform heels, high skirts, electric reins, and crotch yokes.
He liked the sturdy calves of the Canucks but sentimentally favored the American breed. Jack preferred the sultry Southern Belles. The Grha odds makers posted the imported French Maid as 7-5 to win. The American and the Canadian Sluts ranged from 3-1 to 50-1 in odds.
Every one of the fillies nervously shifted from side to side when he and the handsome dark haired Jack approached. Men were rare this far north and the fillies reacted to their exciting oddness with a natural sensual attraction and sheer tantalizing shyness perhaps responding to a trace of testosterone in the atmosphere. Some might have been virgins and shivered when the humans caressed a comely breast or sleek flank. All were young ranging in age from 16 to 26. Swansea, himself, was 20 and normally horny.
A brown-eyed Quebecker mare with silky auburn tresses bothered Swansea. Something puzzled him, which he put down as ordinary sexual attraction for her swept back hair and full breasts filling her upper dress and brassiere to the near point of bursting. He inspected carefully under all of their dresses checking their harness connection areas and peeped for tell tale rashes from chafing of their thighs. Though uncertain of his origin or species, the fillies let him explore their private areas without hesitation and responded with a warm wetness leaking from under their thin panties. Their reaction was instinctive when he touched near their vaginas.
Impulsively, he bet on the Quebecker duet despite the high 50 to 1 odds. Jack laughed at his foolishness and wagered some more on the side with his friend while he bet officially on the Southern Belles. Swansea's stomach flipped strangely as if the gamble had a deeper emotional meaning than it showed.
Swansea also inquired with the Quebecker owner on whether he could use them after the race. Luckily the Grha considered his weird request as a lucky omen and accepted with a raucous grunt. Being sterile and egg fixed fillies faced no physical problems or excuses even if they understood the transaction or its possibilities.
Amazingly the Quebeckers won and Swansea did too. He collected the four panting Quebeckers immediately afterwards while their thighs still profusely sweated and the exhilaration of the victory still coursed through their veins. They meekly followed him after the normal transfer from a Grha handler of their leashes to a new boss hand to his sheltered sleeping quarters near the Liadline. Securing their left ankles to the bottom bed post, popping their gags and tenderly pulling light blue panties down, Swansea instructed the eager virgins how to suck and fuck a dick. Despite a hard race the fillies had no problem overcoming fatigue in his bed. In the morning they disappeared back to their stalls to be prepped for their next race in two days.
The filly he found so disturbing had etched into her right tit her Grha brand and number 003-987-2837.
Chapter 1.03 Some Definitions
Cloning - To reproduce without sex many individuals from the same genetic source material. Individual clones could be identical or varied by minute details to reduce visual and personality confusion.
Fillies - Sterile female humans raised as beasts of burden originally by the decadent American/Euro civilizations.
Grha - Those who conquered the Earth.
Humans - Those who once ruled the Earth.
Chapter 2.01 The Way It Is
Ruin, devastation, havoc and terror. In many different ages Earth has been ravished, struck by asteroids, stalked by diseases, burned and fought over. Constant change was the rule. Why should any age be different?
One must leave reality to find true peace. The paradigm of existence creates suffering. To be is to suffer.
Maybe the dinosaurs retired?
Fillies enjoy life without choice, without the evil fruit of knowledge.
Chapter 2.02 Pack Girls of Amerash
The Amerash pack girl steadily marched the twisted roads of the western Rockies bearing the heavy loads evenly across her shoulders, draping egg-shaped bags across her breasts and carrying a ponderous crotch pouch braced across her ass. Her light blue cotton frock caressed her lithe upper thighs and let her nipples provocatively poke the thin material. Naturally, a tight leather strap creased her dress hem in front and in back.
Two hundred of her comely girlfriends plodded along in step in two columns connected crotch to wrist, wrist to wrist and neck to neck. To Swansea these pack girls represented a great investment and a great deal of trouble. He did not look forward to the fierce commercial battles of Amerash. When his father retired or died, that would be his onerous fate along with his two younger brothers and as the eldest the major duty would be his.
Three of the freight troop were sisters, one aunt, three nieces and one naughty wench he was thinking of proposing to. Most were of a common source, purchased from the lower classes.
His father's company owned all of them. The two dozen male employees that included his school friend Jack guided, fed, maintained and cleaned the girls. After a hard day of work they would also bed them except for the Swansea relatives and a handful of others who were kept under lock and key in the hopes of an advantageous marriage. More than once he and Jack had shared a lively oldster not locked by her relatives and no longer married.
