The reason for the season chapter 2 : Punished with marriage
I have dovetail parts of two related fairy tales back together, Jack the giant killer and Culhwch ac Olwen from the Llyfr Coch Hergest.
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Chapbooks starting selling in the late 1500s. They were cheap booklets printed on a single sheet of paper that would be folded into pages. Using simple words and crude woodcut prints they told stories at a time when roughly 30% of the population was literate. The stories they told tended to be simple, about one level above Dick and Jane in terms of complexity and reading comprehension.
Jack the giant killer and Jack and bean stalk were popular chapbook stories. They had their roots in older King Arthur tales.
The King Arthur myths and legends themselves could be split into three board categories.
The first category would be the stories that most Americans have some passing familiarity with. These were the stories of chivalric romance, Sir Lancelot, and Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. They tended to be written in the 1400s, later modified by Victorian era views.
Then there's the second category of stories. They could be summed up as a grim dark game of thrones written by two guys named Edge Lord and Neckbeard. Think Monty Python's Holy Grail rewritten by Rod Zombie and directed by Quentin Tarantino, from a studio that kept demanding more incest and cannibalism. They tended to be from around 10th century and the Victorians and others disappeared them, soviet style, from the Disneyfied version of the myths most Americans know and love.
The last category would be the origin stories and source material of the first two categories. Depending on which dissertation by a PhD candidate you believe, either some or nearly all of the King Arthur myths have their origins in Pagan beliefs of the pre-christian British Isles and Norse settled lands. The ancient Greeks had demigods like Hercules, a mythical figure who was the son of a god and the legendary founder or protector of many city states. The ancient people of the British Isles had similar demigods, who would become the early knights of the round table.
In this way, Jack and bean stalk is directly related to the Norse Yggdrasill, the world tree those branches extended into the land of giants as well as Asgard and Niflheim. But you clicked on this to read a sex story, not a review of stories like the epic Kalevala poems and the English language works they have inspired.
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***Planet New Assuwa- hills outside of Island town of Hogshead; 10am***
The woman was not topless, but her large tanned breasts were hanging out of the front of her formal robes in the style of a Minoan priestess. On her head was the owl crown of the Earth goddess. A golden colored projecting looped cord lay between her breasts. She carried a scepter of divine authority in the shape of a snake in her hand. Her face was painted pure white, with black outlines around her eyes, almost like Dia de los Muertos facepaint I thought.
All of us stood on a hillside outside of town near a large black obelisk. About 500 naked, freshly-fucked MILFs in one group, a large group of teenaged boys and young men who had been captured and fucked by the MILFs in another, the largest group was thousands of young people who had volunteered as tribute. Even here I could smell the smoke from the buildings set on fire during this morning's riot. Some of the fires still burned out of control in structures outside of town. Most of the flying sleds were here with almost all the flying rain deer. The naked homeless guy still had one of the sleds and some flying deer.
"Let me start by explaining the ancient traditions of our island." The priestess said, her voice was stern and deeper than I would have expected. "Long ago, if a woman's husband died, then on the summer or winter solstice, and ONLY those two days, she could take a second, junior husband. Symbolical this day is a marriage between not just the Sun father and Earth mother..."
"Blessed are the Earth and Sun." the guards and some followers chanted.
"but also the forces of life and death. It is a day of rebirth and new beginnings." The priestess continued. "The bachelorette party to the Earth Goddess was a time for mothers to reflect. The younger men they married were almost always young men captured from other city states or tribes in battle. All benefited. The woman received a new junior-husband, who in time would become a husband-protector and a father figure to her kids. The young man received a place in our society higher than a slave, and also an experienced life partner. And our island benefited by having fit young men protecting it instead of a group of hostile slaves ready to overthrow us at any moment. It is almost always better to marry off such men instead of executing them on the hill side."
"What about us, we're only 18 and don't have any kids. We've come to volunteer as tribute." One of the young women in a toga cried, hot tears streamed down her face.
"You can go back into town as soon as the fires are out." One of the guards told her. "We pride ourselves on keeping everyone safe when their fucking our minotaurs. We don't want anyone getting hurt. You will be allowed in the maze as soon as we get rid of that flying castle hovering over it."
"See, what is suppose to happen is a coming of age quest. Young people come here on a magically talking, giant bird or sail here as part of an epic quest lasting months, to find their place in the world." The priestess said as she addressed the horny moms. "What's not suppose to happen is a bunch of horny moms from the mainland cities leave their kids with their husbands for the weekend, take an hour long flight over to the island on some magic sled and have a girls weekend where they get drunk on wine with their friends or messed up on mescaline and peyote from that stupid homeless wizard who lives down by the river. Then run naked through the streets with huge nets, rando mooing, and fucking every man they see. And finally, when law enforcement tries to stop them, setting the town on fire and claim it is all cool because they are with the bachelorette party to the Earth goddess. Half of you don't even worship the Earth goddess."
I quickly checked my English to Local translator. Rando mooing- screaming like slutty orangutans, mating in the field loudly where others would be woken. The local cuztom has no negative conceptz for women enjoying or having zex. Concept of 'slut' does not exizt.
I didn't know why it had Z instead of S for a bunch of words, it was annoying.
"You can't prove it was us who set the town on fire. Maybe it was that crazy naked guy who stole our flying sled." One of the naked horny moms told the priestess. "Also, those men wanted to have sex with us."
"We would have gladly had casual sex with you." One of the men said, "We freaked out when hundreds of women ran at us with nets. And none of us wants to be married with kids yet, that is a major life change and responsibility you cannot force on us. Having casual sex and getting force-married are not the same."