Raw Materials

Chapter 1

I did not enter the village. I waited for an invitation.

An older hermaphrodite walked up to me, leaning on her walking stick.

She looked like an older woman with well used muscles. I imagined her standing straight up from her hunch, and I could see she would have towered over the two guards standing beside her.

I clicked on my translator and put it in my ear. We had a few local languages analyzed while in orbit over planet Futanari.

When the old hermaphrodite spoke, the speaker translated the words to English in real time.

She said,

"I am the father of this tribe. In my years, I have made five generations and have spent a hundred wives to make them."

The chief cast her hand towards the village and said,

"What you see here is only my personal settlement. There are many more across the grass. Who are you stranger who spies on us from the tall grass?"

It worried me that they made me before I was ready to reveal myself, but the fact they decided to leave me be while I slept gave me some comfort.

I took out my phone.

I typed what I wanted to say, and the translator remade it in her language.

I said,

"I am from a tribe very far away. I would like our tribes to be friends. I have brought you some obsidian as a humble gift."

The guards stepped back when my phone said these things.

I laid out my pack.

One of the guards stroked the pack, astonished by the texture of the vinyl fabric, and then took out the obsidian eggs.

The chief looked at them and said,

"You are welcome to visit with me. This is an honorable gift."

I said, "Thank you."

The whole village wanted a glimpse of me as we walked down the dirt road obviously made by foot traffic rather than any intentional labor.

I could see distinctions between the hermaphrodites which I could not make out when I was back on my ship looking at satellite streams or even in the grass spying on the village in person.

The young ones all looked as ours do, and the adult ones looked just like women except very tall and with a lean muscular build. They had testosterone enough to make firm jawlines, but not enough to create much more than bushy eyebrows in terms of facial hair. They had enough estrogen to furnish large breasts held up by leather braziers.

The dirt road I walked down divided two plots of yurts densely positioned by one another.

A yurt about twice as big as the others sat in the middle of the road. The Elder opened the flap and gestured me to enter.

Inside, a bunch or naked hermaphrodites moved about the carpeting and around the rock fireplace which was not lit. The sun shone down through a round hole in the top of the yurt illuminating some of the carpet's mosaic design and the fact the fire place was obviously a temporary construction, for the rocks were not cut or mortared.

The chief said,

"My name is Deer Bringer. These are my wives. If you want, you can humiliate one of them."

My earpiece said,

"Humiliate may be a euphemism for sodomy according to our records."

I noticed one of the wives did not have male genitals, which confused me because these people were supposed to all have both sets of reproductive parts. I looked closer, and then I saw the round scar tissue with a symbol branded into it.

She had been castrated.

When I realized this, I panicked for a second, but regained my composure when I realized I am a woman and have nothing to fear of this practice which was evident from the satellite streams.

Deer Bringer pointed at my phone and said,

"We must discus this talking obsidian."

I explained it is a device my tribe has which can translate for us.

Deer Bringer said,

"If you show me how to use that, I will let you take your pick of my wives for yourself."

I said,

"I am honored, but that would be impossible. This is not mine to give you."

Deer Bringer smirked and took a wife from the pile in the dark corer of the yurt and undressed. When the tunic dropped to the floor, it revealed Deer Bringer's body which had full but drooping breasts, which went down into a few rolls of loose skin at the belly which terminated at a penis hanging over a set of testicles.

The penis began to twitch and grow from the size of a well endowed man to a phallus the size of my forearm.

The wife began to struggle against Deer Bringer's grasp, but Deer Bringer brought her down to the rug and began fucking her.

Deer Bringer said,

"This is one of my favorites."

The wife moaned loud and began crying from the penetration.

I affirmed my decision.

Deer Bringer pulled out of the wife, who ran back into the dark corner of the yurt.

The erection pointed at me, and I stepped back in defense against any possible interest Deer Bringer had for me.

Deer Bringer said,

"Very well."

She sat on what looked like a throne, her cock slowly waning back to human proportions.

I asked, where Deer Bringer got these wives.

She said,

"We have been at war with a new tribe from the southern forests."

I said I was interested in buying slaves if Deer Bringer could spare them, but my tribe needed them in tact.

When I said this, Deer Bringer seemed disturbed and asked,

"How will you keep them from breeding with each other?"

I said,

"My tribe is not concerned about that."

Deer Bringer looked at me with a suspicious scowl.

I said,

"I have weapons which can be useful to you. They could help you control this entire steppe."

Deer Bringer said,

"Really? Bring me such a weapon, and I will give you first pick of the captives of our next raid."

I agreed.

Deer Bringer snapped her fingers, and one of the wives started a fire in the hearth.

Deer Bringer said,

"We shall have a feast tonight to celebrate our agreement. Come back by sundown."

When we finished, I left the village and returned to my spying spot.

I called the headquarters and Mark, my manager, answered.

I explained to him what had happened and what Deer Bringer wanted.

He said,

"Great job, Amanda! We'll send down a shipment of tranquilizer rifles tomorrow, and we'll leverage our ammo as a means to keep this agreement self enforcing."

He asked if there was anything I needed, and I said no. That was the end of my report.

When the sun set, I walked back into the village, and saw everyone dancing.

They stopped and stared at me. My white t-shirt, camouflage pants, and synthetic leather boots must have been a confusing sight in the red moonlight.

Deer Bringer came up to me from the crowd and said,

"One of my daughters stole from you. She did not return your bag which was made of a strange grass."

A few hermaphrodites came into the road and brought the guard who had my bag.

I said,

"Oh, I didn't even miss it."

Deer Bringer said,

"Perhaps tonight you may take part in the punishment ceremony."

I asked,

"What kind of punishment?"

Deer Bringer said,

"The village will take turns."

The woman cried out and begged saying,

"Sire! I am your flesh and blood! The stranger does not even miss her bag!"

Deer Bringer smacked her and said,

"You have brought us shame in front of one so powerful as the stranger! You shall suffer the punishment of thieves!"

The hermaphrodites tied Deer Bringer's daughter to a statue of a reared up deer. Her legs were splayed apart and bound up to the statue's hind legs. Her arms were bound to its antlers.

Then, Deer Bringer announced to the village and said,

"Crow Follower has stolen from our guest! Her waste hole is yours for the night!"

Crow Follower cried out in protest, but Deer Bringer initiated the punishment by sodomizing her first.

Deer Bringer ejaculated inside Crow follower's rectum, and another villager had her turn.

I stood in shock.

I said,

"Wasn't she your daughter?"

Deer Bringer said,

"As long as no broken born are made, a father may punish her daughter this way."

Deer Bringer took me on a tour of her camp and we sat in her Yurt, and ate meat from a deer-like animal. The meat was tender and tasted like a stake which had been cooked in garlic that was a little off. I would purge the food later because it was mirror life which would kill me if I ingested it fully.

Deer Bringer asked,

"Why do you want these wives to be in tact?"

I said,

"We need their seed."

Deer Bringer asked,

"Ar your people unable to produce seed yourselves?"

I said,

"It isn't that. The semen of people here takes away pain from my people. I need -- livestock."

Deer Bringer asked details about how this worked, and I told her about the drug my company isolated from hermaphrodite semen and breast milk.

She did not understand.

Deer Bringer said,

"Remember short one, we do not have any extra wives now, and you have not brought us any weapons. I shall keep the next batch of wives we take uncut, but I will castrate you if you try to betray me.

I said,

"We have a deal."

Deer Bringer said,

"I've arranged a place for you to sleep tonight so you don't have to bear the wind."

I said,

"Thank you."

Deer Bringer took me to a small yurt.

I opened the flap and found a bed covered in fur. I could feel the straw packing crunch under my weight as I laid down. I could see the stars through the open top and wondered where Earth was among them.

From outside, I heard fires crackling and laughter, and it all put me to sleep.

I woke up to screaming.

I looked out of the yurt and saw fighting in the dawn lit village.

Deer Bringer clubbed a pale hermaphrodite.

Another pale hermaphrodite flanked Deer Bringer, and struck her on the temple, knocking her out.

I ran out to take Deer Bringer to my yurt, but I felt a blow to my head and blacked out.

When I woke up, a headache felt as though someone had cut my skull open with a hatchet and was trying to pry it apart bare handed.

I was set on my knees in bondage in a line with Deer Bringer's tribe outside the village which was on fire.

Chapter 2

The hermaphrodites to my left and right were bound the same as me and cried out with tears staining their cheeks in long moist strips.

I could not understand what they said. The blow from the raider knocked the translator out of my ear, and I had been stripped naked, so I did not have my phone.

Deer Bringer was bound to a stake and sat in front of us all on a pile of dried grass.

A naked hermaphrodite whose white skin bared black abstract tattoos walked in front of us as though she were a showman, holding a torch in one hand and an obsidian blade in the other.

Another hermaphrodite stripped Deer Bringer of her tunic and grabbed her male genitals. She spat on her hand and began jerking Deer Bringer until she was erect.

The tattooed hermaphrodite brought the blade against Deer Bringer's scrotum, and I realized what was going to happen, but I couldn't look away.

Deer Bringer's cock began to throb, and finally, a string of cum shot out of her penis.

Just then, the obsidian blade sliced through Deer Bringer's male parts, and the torch was brought to cauterize the wound.

Deer Bringer let out a high crackling scream.

The tattooed hermaphrodite held up Deer Bringer's severed ejaculating genitals and said a prayer of some kind and dropped the penis and balls into a bucket.

I vomited.

The tattooed hermaphrodite came to the line and started castrating the captives one by one. When they got to me and tried to grab my genitals, they discovered my vagina, and untied me from the line, and took me to the line with the wives the raiders had captured.

Castrating the entire tribe took until the sun had risen high in the sky.

The tattooed hermaphrodite said a prayer and dropped the torch on the dried grass at Deer Bringer's stake.

Deer Bringer began to scream out as the flames engulfed her.

I watched blisters form and skin peel off and float up with the smoke.

Deer Bringer, took a deep breath which killed her.

When the body fully immolated, the pale raiders began shoving their captives face down, and shoved their penises into their captives' vaginas. The mass raping took hours for raiders had to wait a refractory period to fuck another victim.

I saw the tattooed one tinker with my phone.

I used all my strength to cry out.

The tattooed one noticed me and came up to me -- fully erect.

Then it was my turn to get fucked.

It felt as though someone had shoved a dull stake into my body, and in fact, the tattooed hermaphrodite could not fit all the way in me, and she nearly skewered by cervix as she fucked me.

I couldn't help but take pleasure from it, but it was horrifying nonetheless, and it took a long time for her to finish. I must have been her tenth victim.

To my shame, I had a flood of orgasms towards the end, and I almost forgot about the phone, but I saw it on the ground and pointed at it with my nose.

The tattooed hermaphrodite picked up the phone and clicked the button on its side and it turned on. This startled her, and she dropped it.

I tried to say I knew how to use it, and the hermaphrodite seemed to understand I knew what the strange glowing mirror was, so she took me out of the line and untied me, handing me the phone.

I found the translator app, and said,

"I was a guest of Deer Bringer, from a tribe far away. I wish to speak with your leader."

I held the phone so the tattooed one could speak into it and she said,

"What is this device? It looks like smooth obsidian with a forest inside it!"

I said,

"Take me to your leader, and I will get you this kind of power from my tribe, and you can rule this steppe!"

She called over a raider who was tall and muscular and wore skins from something that looked like a mountain lion with green fur. I presumed she was the chief of this tribe. She had pale white skin and long thick straight black hair with slanted blue eyes.

I looked at her and said,

"My name is Amanda, what is your name?".

Everyone in the area began to panic in excitement from the phone speaking in their tongue.

The chief stood up and came down and said something into the phone.

The phone beeped and said,

"I am Chief Bloody Claw of the Murder Wood Tribe."

I said,

"My tribe is called Dionysus Corp. We are very powerful, and we can help you."

Chief Bloody Claw said,

"If you are such a powerful tribe, then why would they send a wife to meet with a weak grass tribe from the north?"

I said,

"We wish to start a partnership with the strongest tribe."

She said,

"Why did you choose such a weak tribe as Deer Bringer's? My daughters are the strongest in the forest and this pathetic steppe! Where are your people? Perhaps I will bind them to my harem as well!"

I pointed upwards.

She looked up and asked,

"You are from the sky?"

I nodded.

Chief Bloody Claw said,

"This is absurd!"

I asked,

"As absurd as a talking piece of obsidian which has the power to light itself and translate our languages?"

Bloody Claw was convinced by this and asked,

"What work do you want to do with us?"

I explained the agreement I made with Deer Bringer.

She asked,

"What of our needs? Weapons are good, but we must have breeders."

I said,

"Castrate only the least productive captives to keep for yourselves."

She asked,

"Why should I put my daughters in danger to get this livestock for your sky tribe?"

I said,

"There is a transport full of weapons. It will drop this afternoon. If you let me speak with my chief, I can tell him that our partner has changed."

She said,

"I shall let you talk to your chief if you can summon him by this magic obsidian."

I called Mark and told him everything that happened.

He said,

"Let me speak to this Chief Bloody Claw."

I gave the phone to her.

Bloody Claw looked at Mark on the screen, and said,

"What is that on your face small one?"

Mark waited for the translation and said,

"That is a goatee and mustache if you are referring to my facial hair."

Bloody Claw showed disgust and said,

"I want to talk with you in person, not by means of some dickless breeder."

Mark agreed and said,

"But if you should hurt Amanda, we will take action against you, and we'll find someone willing to work with us by our terms."

Bloody Claw said,

"I shall castrate and seal the vagina of anyone who hurts your wife."

I saw the tattooed one's green slanted eyes widen as she heard this.

Mark agreed to the terms.

After a few hours, I heard the engines of the shuttle.

Everyone there was astonished to see the shuttle land.

Mark and his bots came out with guns.

He called to me, and I went to him.

Mark said,

"My God Amanda! I thought they wouldn't harm you!"

I said,

"This was all before our agreement."

Mark grew angry, but only said,

"Get her a set of clothes!"

A bot found a uniform and handed it to me.

Bloody Claw approached us tentatively.

She looked at Mark and was astonished by his muscles and asked,

"Is it true what the dickless one says? You are without a vagina!"

Mark ignored her and asked me if I was okay.

I said,

"I think so."

The bots marched into a line, and the hermaphrodites began to touch them marveling at the smooth metallic gleam of their bodies.

Mark ordered the bots to demonstrate how to use the tranquilizer rifles, and they shot out blank darts.

He explained how long the sedatives lasted and how many darts was fatal to the victim. He also gave tips on how to shoot, but said that the darts were heat seeking, so accuracy was not too important so long as the enemy is scattered, and a shooter can avoid hitting the same target many times.

We got on board with the bots, and left the Bloody Claw to distribute the weapons to her daughters for the next raid.

Chapter 3

On the ship, I was happy to eat food that I didn't have to regurgitate to avoid dying from or nutrient paste which I was close to vomiting up every time I ate it.

Mark was with me as I ate and he said,

"You have their respect, Amanda. Stay in good standing, because you are our link to the hermaphrodites."

I said,

"It is an honor to be our ambassador to them sir."

Mark said,

"An honor? It's just a job Amanda. Remember what you told me about these people when they raided the original tribe you were with. They are inherently violent -- even by human standards. They are animals -- livestock. Remember that."

I said,

"Of course."

He said,

"Shall I give you a tour of the factory? We just got done installing some of the units into their milk machines."

We went to the lower decks of the ship via an elevator, and then we stepped up to a doorway. Mark pressed his badge against the screen and a robotic voice recited the rules about visitors in restricted areas, and Mark said,

"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I accept full responsibility for any damage to property or reputation caused by the visitor..."

It took a full five minutes for him to recite the whole policy back to the machine.

When the doors unlocked, Mark handed me a pair of headphones, and said,

"It'll be very loud. Best to protect your hearing."

I put on the headphones, and I could hear Mark through their speakers, but our footsteps and all other noise went silent.

When the doors opened, I could hear the sound of pumps as though they were very far away. I could see that the machines were only a few yards away from me.

Rows and rows of naked hermaphrodites laid out on their bellies. Their lower legs were contained in a steal casing, and their arms were up above their heads and all of it was consumed by another steel casing down to the arm pits.

All that was visible were thighs and a torsos. A cushion held them up by their hips just above their penises and on their sternum just between their breasts.

Clear plastic suction cups engulfed and engorged their nipples, and each had a big vacuum tube sucking their cocks.