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Zhen Zhen jerked Annie behind her, as Annie shivered and clutched the bigger woman.

Zhen balled up her fists, and slid her feet in a boxing stance. Her toes grip down in the soil, and her thick soft arms show off her thick biceps. Her hair, once in a bun, is a wet black carpet down her back. Her monstrous thighs flex, slightly bouncing her up and down. The nude woman's eyes bulge out in horror of what may just come out the bushes. A thick-bodied Chinese girl who could box like a sharecropper's son probably wouldn't stop whatever "demon" showed up, but she was ready. Ironic, that she suddenly had a flash of her childhood crush from the train yards... Rufus Lincoln.

The bush opened, and something black and furry begun to raise.

Her brown-yellow fist swiped like a lightning flash, barely missing the head, which ducks down.

"STOP! NO! NO! HYOO-MAN!" screamed a voice with a strong Hindi accent. A male voice.

Out of the bushes came the guy Monty called "Adam". He was naked, except for the gear around his groin, still locked. He looked completely African, with almond shaped eyes and skin almost the color of coal.

Zhen dropped her fists, feeling relief fall over her.

"Follow me!" he hissed, ducking down. "WE CAN GET AWAY. US! HUMAN!" he seemed frustrated, dripping with sweat and in a panic. "COME! HURRY!" he jerked at Zhen's wrist, egging the women to run behind him through the bush.

As they ran, the bushes burst open to reveal a woman who looked like she could be in her early 20's. With long blonde hair. Brown eyes. And beautiful features. And at least 15 feet tall. Thick, white nails covered her finger and toe tips. She slammed her fists on the ground, squatting completely naked. She looked blatantly European, despite a African style to her hair. Her eyes quivered with rage.

"STOP! DEBBIE!" screamed Adam. Zhen fell on the ground, struggling to breathe and register what she was seeing. The massive girl above her then grit her teeth, showing thick long fangs in only her upper mouth. Like a vampire. The tips were slightly dulled, with golden tips.

"DEBBIE!!!" Adam screamed, dropping to his knees and holding his hands up. He grumbled his voice deep as he could. "THEY STRONG WOMEN! LIKE YOU!!! STRONG MOTHERS!"

Debbie, still in a squatted down position, which made her about 7 feet tall, blinked hard. Her face eased into a non-angry expression. She gently reached out and stroked Adam, before pulling him to her, and kissing his neck while sniffing deep into him. He just sighed in frustration, as if it was something to deal with.

"Big and strong? Like me?" she whispered in a deep, grungie voice.

"YESssss.... like you. Big, strong woman. LIKE you."

Debbie's red eyebrows arched before she looked upwards. Her nosebridge seemed flat and sloping, like a African or Asian's. Her lower nose pointed out hard, long and thin, like a European's. Two massive breasts with greyish-brown nipples hung from her chest. She had a beautiful square jaw like a German girl.

She opened her palm at Zhen, who stared at the massive hand.

"PLEASE."

Zhen grabbed it, as she was pulled in and sort of.... hugged. She shivered in horror as the giant woman smiled widely with joy, letting those vampire fangs stick out.

"I'm Debbie!" she whispered in a giggly cheer, like a teenager.

"..uh.....hi."

" I like to paint!"

"Oh.....very nice......"

"Can you paint? I can SHOW YOU! HEEHEEHEE!!!" Debbie's laugh seemed several octanes higher than her deep speaking voice.

"DEBBIE!" Adam interrupted, as she hugged him too tight like a doll.

"I'm TALK-EENG. Girl talk! Shhh!"

"Can you help us? Can you get us all back to the guest rooms?"

"I'm not doing that, silly! You can't trick me! Tee hee!"

"Debbie, they snuck out! We all in trouble! With MOMMA."

Debbie's fanged-smile droops into a intellectual frown. She strokes her reddish-blonde hair behind her ear, which...had more in common with a fin shape than a usual human ear. Her ears seemed to... slap against her head on their own, in frustration with her expression.

"I don't wanna get in trouble..."

"Debbie, please! Please!"

"Will you play with me later?" she frowned, looking in Adam's face. Zhen had the feeling "play" meant more than just playing alone.

"Yes! Yes!"

"I....I can take you to the Home Room. But I don't wanna get in trouble."

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Debbie clutched Adam in her arm like a giant doll, as the two girls hurried behind the gigantic woman. She was very skinny, but had huge breasts and a thick waist. She could be a pin-up girl... minus the fangs and weird ears.

Her skin seemed tough, like the skin on someone's palms. She broke through the brush to what looked like a huge open area. The ground was dirt and sand. Little houses, like Java-inspired log cabins lined the edges.

Zhen Zhen frowned. It smelled like a locker room.

In the center was what looked like a massive Japanese temple. Annie clenched onto Zhen as she herself looked around in confusion.

An African looking girl... except with green striped eyes, pale peach skin, and bright red hair, who was sitting naked on top of a building, squealed in horror as she easily made a 20 foot leap off the roof. A short tail hung from above her buttocks.

Zhen thought that girlish screamed sounded a little.... too cat-like.

An Asian-looking girl with bright red eyes and green skin, hid behind a wall. She seemed to chew gum nervously. And her legs looked at least to be 70% of her body.

Debbie stopped at the door, when a pale-skinned muscular girl with black hair, tan eyebrows, and blonde hair on her arms and pubes, stopped and grimaced, "WHAT ARE YOU DOING?!" She could be a buff valley girl almost.

"They wanna transfer."

"Did mommy say?!"

"Uh..."

"YES!" Adam yelled.

"You're not supposed to lie, Adam." Debbie frowned, making him slap his face in his hand.

"You can't come in."

"Adam said he'd play with me. And mate with me." Debbie looked down at Adam with romantic longing.

"Well... I'll let you in. But... I wanna mate too. Really bad..." frowned the girl at the door. "I REALLY wanna mate..."

Adam sighed, and pointed at his chastity belt.

"Just take it off with your thumbs. You got the GOOD thumbs."

"I try, just please let us in." he gasped, exasperated.

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Adam slowly guided Zhen inside what looked like a huge, open temple. It smelled like a women's gym locker room. Adam cautiously pulled close to Zhen, as they pushed towards the center of the temple.

At a square-shaped pulpit stood a woman with jet black skin. White hair ran down her back. As she spoke and turned slowly, white patches dotted above her eyes, as well as her lower jaw, her neck, and down her chest. She was immensely plump and thick. Muscular, yet thick and chunky too. Her teeth were all sharp, but she carried a gentle and patient look on her face. Besides her skin color, she looked exactly like a milf woman from Mexico or Inuit. She smiled with thick, white lips. Despite her nudity, her body dripped in sweat. But she seemed comfortable. Black hair formed a triangle on her literally white groin.

She spoke in a gentle voice with a slight Javan accent.

"The punishment to those who break the law is terrible. But only...ONLY because it is the OUTCOME of stupid stuff. Stupid stuff makes bad things happen. Touching fire is stupid. And being burned is the bad thing that happens."

A cacophony of voices, from "yes", to "mm hmm", echo out from the dense crowd of women.

"It is......sigh....it is so, so hard. Being good. Acting like a proper lady."

))Yess!((

"Sooner or later, we ALL want to be unladylike. To... touch ourselves where everyone can see. And not care..."

))preaaach! YES!((

"To... walk on all four's. That is stupid stuff. To slurp up our water instead of using a cup. Stupid stuff! Ladies eat with their hands! And dab with a napkin!"

))Ain't that the truth!!! AArrrrooooooright!!!((

A clawed pair of hands lifts up on impossibly long arms, clapping with passion.

"To...want to FUCK...and not make love. To... be ignorant, and not SPEAK proper. To claw on the bark of trees, to chew up our clothes, or dig into the dirt for pleasure. To dig a home in the ground... these are all unladylike. And aren't we all respectable ladies?!"

)))YEEEESSSS!!!((((

"YES! Because mommy has _ taught us _. Mommy teaches us how to be proper ladies!"

Adam eases to the platform, where the built milf stops, and looks down at him. She frowns disapprovingly, shaking her head. Then her eyes bulge when Zhen and Annie push forward.

"Free Thinker..." Adam says, addressing the orca woman. "These are outside people. Like me, and Monty."

Her almost-black dark blue eyes open wide in shock. She places her perfectly human hand on her white bosom. Her short fingernails are painted blue.

"Did mommy send for you?"

The air rocks with the sounds of tribal drums, thundering in the traditional Asian style. The room filled with women all spark up and run out the temple.

"MOMMY! MOMMY'S HERE!!"

"M O M M Y Y Y Y ! ! !"

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A large wagon, redecorated in a gorgeous and tedious South East Asian style rumbles up the center of this... "town" filled with long houses. Strange and unusual people, 95% women, all gather in excitement. Atop the red wagon sits Dr. Bieng. She wears a tall and strange golden hat atop her head, and her body is covered in a wisping and frilly gown that goes down to her feet. Her face is blue, and she casually sips from a tall frosted glass.

She looks like a goddess.

The wagon is pulled by two large women. Both of them look thickly built and lean. They could be mistaken for a couple of big bodied chicks from Jersey, especially the way they chew. Well... except for the horns sticking out of their tan hair. They wear beautiful, elaborate designs and jewelry that looks Malaysian.

Alongside the wagon, Monty casually walks, wearing her sun dress, long pants, and black boots. She wears a safari hunter's hat, and totes that long rifle over her shoulder like a fishing pole. Around her, a red head with fangs, and Spritz, both barely clothed, run ahead. They sniff the air and hold animal catchers, with metal rods and loops at the end.

Monty's beautiful dark chocolate face under her sunglasses and hat brim open into a wide smile. She snaps her fingers.

The strange women all part obediently. Some of them pointing. And there, in the back is Adam. Behind him is Zhen Zhen and Annie.

"Don't hurt him!"

"Shut up, Debbie." she says, not even looking up at the 15 foot tall fanged woman. Debbies mahogany brown eyes look down at her own rough-looking feet with toe rings. She frowns in a sad mope, her think pink lips poked out.

Monty snaps her fingers. "Sic."

The two girls grab Adam in iron-like wrestling grips. One of them opens her mouth to bite, showing perfectly human teeth.

"No!" Monty frowns, causing the girls to obey. They drag him up to her, as she promptly cuffs him in locks.

"Adam..."

"My name _ is Onga! _" he screams at the Malay goddess statue come to life.

"Adam..." she repeats patiently, "...don't you know how special you are?"

_ "LET ME GOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!" _

Dr. Bieng sighs, as if dealing with a child crying a tantrum. "Adam... how many times have I told you? How pure you are? And the importance to the future of human kind tha-"

Adam begins sobbing, hanging in the arms of the two women.

"Put 'im in the back of the jeep." Monty says casually. The women immediately obey.

The thick black and white woman walks towards Dr. Bieng. She smiles wide, all her conical sharp teeth looking like a horror movie. Dr. Bieng smiles, waving her hand to "come here". When Free Thinker stands next to the wagon, Bieng whispers into her small ears. Suddenly, her black and white face frowns into a look of disappointment and depression. She stands next to the wagon, an astounding 7 feet 6 inches tall. In the light, Zhen Zhen now sees how truly massive she is. She holds up her smooth black hand with white on the underside, and begins to loudly speak. Her gentle, sultry voice now takes a higher pitched but extremely loud tone.

"Not to be a floosie! Not to gossip! Not to be a floosie! NOT to do whatever you want to do to your fellow ladies! THAT IS THE RULES! STUPID STUFF!!!"

"SOMEONE BROKE THE FUCKING RULES! DID SOME STUPID ASS STUFFFFUCK!!!!" Dr. Bieng shrieks in a outraged voice. All the people jump and tremble, like little children about to get into trouble.

The horrified sounds of mumbles and "Ooooooooo" echo out.

"Someone's in troooubbblllleeee..." shouts Free Thinker, "...NONE ESCAPE...NONE SHALL ESCAPE."

"Do you hear, Kiki?" Dr. Bieng's thick plump lips frown.

The mess of women gasp and turn around. They all look at a girl with thick black and yellow hair, pale skin, racially ambiguous features, and lots of yellow soft fur around her neck and the back of her shoulders.

Her thick black lips sneer, revealing unusually pointed teeth. She shivers and trembles, as if horrified.

Dr. Bieng looks unfazed. Furious, actually. _ "YOU...HEAR...ME.....BITCH?" _

She looks to her side, angry. A giant upright owl with human breasts and a human body waves her hands upward. "Nooo... I din't say nuthin'...." she hoots in a cockney accent.

The black and yellow girl screams to the sky and spreads her stance. A 2 foot long black needle seems to push out from her taint, ridged, and dripping with a yellow juice. The woman screams and runs towards Dr. Bieng like a screaming track star.

The blue faced doctor casually lifts her hand, hoisting a hand gun. More like a flare gun. She pulls the trigger, sending a net to fly out and cause the screaming girl to crumble backwards in a flailing ball. A dart hits in her huge, plump white ass, before she starts screaming "No sleep! NOT TIREEEDDD!! SORRY!!!! MOMMY SORRRRRRRRrrrrrrrrrr....!! Mommmm.....mom....."

"Do you see how dangerous the...natives... can be, Jen Jen? Annabelle?"

The two women finally stand up. Trembling.

Annie looks around and begins sobbing into her mouth, trying not to throw up from shock and confusion.

Zhen just stands there, her pussy still out and her wet dress half mangled around her waist.

"Fuck."

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Inside a cozy and massive room of Dr. Bieng's compound, the plump black and white haired woman from the dinner, the one with the horns and four breasts, wipes the blue make-up off the doctor's face. She takes off the tall hat, pouring old cold water and melted ice from it's inside.

Zhen sits there, watching. But instead of staring with horror at the unusual women, she stares with fury at the doctor. Who now, unfolds a lovely green hadjib to wear once the horned lady finishes wiping her face.

"Oh, thank you Lulabelle." she smiles. A similar built woman, with a brown and white cow-patterned hadjib, pulls the doctor's thick, black hair back into a ponytail.

"THIS...." Zhen struggles to contain her outrage "...IS THE MOST SICK SHIT I'VE EVER SEEN!!! LOOK AT YOURSELF!!! Are you TRYING to be a Hindu god?!?!?!?!?!"

"Miss Jen, I must admit that, I do not tolerate this heat well. And this blue make-up is a cooling cream for my face, so I do not get heat stroke. And the hat is a ice helmet. But, nothing is wrong with just a little decoration in one's own heritage style."

"Look at yourself!!! LOOK at _ THEM?! _ What.... THIS IS FUCK UP!!!!"

Dr. Bieng sighs, her honey brown hands delicately unfolding her handjib.

"I...don't think I have the intellectual ability to... _crunch_decades of study and experiment into minutes of explanation. But, for now, you will have to accept this easy explanation: The lovely ladies that you see living under my love and care are... human beings, conceived in a test tube, given animal traits, and born that way."

"You're SICK." Annie's lip trembles. Monty leans upside the wooden wall, her hand over her mouth as she snickers as if this is a hilarious reaction.

Dr. Bieng puts on her hadjib, as the cow women tie it beautifully for her. One of them unbuttons her own shirt, squeezing one of her 4 nipples into a empty glass. Streams of milk pour into the glass, filling it halfway. The pinching and milking causes the cow woman's pale cheeks to blush red with arousal. She hands the warm glass to the doctor.

"Oh, thank you Mimi... you are just lovely." she kisses the pink fat face of the cow woman in a hadjib. She sips the milk, pursing her thick Asian lips and going Mmmm!, making Mimi blush.

"Miss Annabelle, have you ever had pure human breast milk? It's horrid. Absolutely bitter and revolting. But this?" she sips, licking the watery milk off her fat lips, "This is as sweet as fresh cow milk, but with more health benefits than anything that any livestock could ever hope to produce."

"You ARE sick..." Annie mumbles.

"Let me tell you ladies something. In my studies, I've come to the conclusion that human beings are, in contrary to nature, sick. The urge to destroy, to...to-to-to... to debase. Sexism, racism, war, murder, rape, incest..."

The small oriental woman in her hadjib clenches her fist furiously, gritting her teeth in rage. She stares into the distance, her eyes full of hate. She continues, in eloquent speech with a strong Javan accent.

"Very simply. The way these ladies, my daughters, LOOK... the look represents just one stage, just ONE, in the process of the eradication of destructive elements found in the human. Mainly, that from anything of the male elements. And I have almost achieved perfection , of a divine group of people. A lineage that is pure, harmonious, absolutely incapable of spreading misery. And if in my tinkering, I have daughters born with the odd fang, sting or or feather, it really isn't important. I am closer to my goal than you, or any of those patriarchal bastards, could possibly imagine."

"So..." Zhen Zhen blinks hard, "...to make the world happier, you want to cross all humans and animals? Into some...fucking gross animal-people?!"

The doctor sips the milk, as she cross her skinny but toned legs.

"My dear girl, do you know what sexual dimorphism is?"

"........."

"I thought not. Sexual dimorphism is when a species evolves to look and act VERY different between the genders. The evolutionary laws of attraction. The male lion and his mane. The rooster to the hen. The buck to the doe. Males made to look wild and act different for the lady's interest and benefit. Humans are sexually dimorphic. The female is the "normal". But, a human with a "rooster's tail" of a beard, a deeper voice, bigger size, and more body hair is nature making human males like a rooster. Flash and pomp to attract US, the "hens". And we are not wired to be attracted to males who are like us, but those wildly colored "roosters" of a man. I believe that part of this evolution is a problem. A male without sexual dimorphism would only look like a normal woman with a flat chest and a cock."

"......................"

"Imagine, if you will, humanity...without dimorphism! Imagine making us like lizards or fish, where the only difference is genitalia?! Imagine the possibilities! Imagine if roosters were JUST LIKE HENS! See?! Do you see it?! No violence! No crowing! None! And imagine if the only "male" was just another female who can produce sperm? Imagine...."

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Zhen Zhen laid awake all night, staring at the ceiling. She rubbed and sung Annie to sleep, so her "little sister" would not be traumatized by this morning's events. But once the girl fell asleep, Zhen's mind begun to spin with the words of the doctor. Was she mad? Was she insane? Was....was she right? Is "the devil" just....just a bundle of hormones and genes?

She looked out the window to see the lights of the doctor's compound glowing. Behind the sounds of the jungle...one could hear lovely Arabic music. Barely.

Inside, Dr. Bieng stared into her microscopes. Her lab was like the finest elements of science to exist for the time. Monty opened the door, her hands on her hips.

"Good or bad news, Monty?" Dr. Bieng sighed without looking up.

"Ughhh.... well, she's pregnant. In my view, it's good. It's a variable, with a unknown human subject."

"What's your thoughts on it?"

"Welp.... oy'd say we should quarantine the girl, help her carry to term, and... see what happens."

It's hard to believe Monty was one of the most brilliant biologists in all of the eastern world. Though, she'd never be allowed to reach her potential. But with Dr. Bieng...

"And what of you?"

"Cam..........."

"Don't "Cam" me, what of you?"

"I took precautions."

"All it tak-"

"Takes is one sperm, I KNOW."

"Monty... I need you to be determinate."

"No offense, doc. But we've been on this island without a dick in sight. And the foist actual MAN, a man's touch, his..."

Dr. Bieng raises an eyebrow.

"We all have needs. I miss a lil' human attention. Especially from a man."

"Monty..."

"I tested. And NO, Adam didn't get me pregnant. OKAY?!"

"That's not what I mean. If...if the ladies see you, if they see a "pure human" like us, the authorities, break our own rules, then we could be opening the doors to a disaster."

"Y'know, frankly... this whole thing... about males are the source of problems. I don't... History is starting to say problems are with greedy individuals and stupid people too bloody dumb to stop and judge for themselves. Not religion, not men, because if both were gone, same shit would happen. It's nobody holding people to THINK for themselves, just lettin' sheep mentality run rampant. It's a cause-effect-cause-effect system."

"You'll see. You'll see. In time, my lady. In time."

"I saw, alroit. Probably why that bitch off tha boat is knocked up."

"Go to bed, Monty. Sleep the whiskey off."