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Day 1 - Test Subject Abraham

Strange events have led us to where we stand today. We do not know how it happened. No one does. From what I have gathered, planet Riftia has been destroyed, all but a single sliver of land. We find ourselves surrounded in perfect square cutouts of what appear to be other worlds. They are inhabited with alien life we have never seen or heard of before. I believe whatever happened to us, also happened to these aliens.

We have no idea how many there are, but what we do know is the single sliver of planet Riftia that has been cast into this new world is incredibly devoid of intelligent life. In fact, as far as we are concerned, there are only nine surviving riftians left, or at least those that have joined our cause.

Our leader, who chooses to remain anonymous at this time, has come up with an extremely desperate attempt to bring our race back to its former glory, even beyond what it was in post apocalyptic Riftia. Whatever these alien races are, they seem to have little interest in cooperating. We have crawled deep into a hidden sea cave to hide from the new outside world, away from all hostile life.

We have discovered to our east, a semi peaceful group of aliens that call themselves humans. These are the first of numerous aliens we have had close encounters with, and none have ever been directly hostile. We have kidnapped one, who calls himself Jericho. His DNA is highly modifiable, as we believe all humans are under my scientific discoveries.

Our hope is to convert this single human into a hyper breeder of unprecedented proportions. By increasing the volume of semen, and its quality, and by increasing the chance of conception into our valuable females, among other highly controversial experiments, we believe that we can save Riftian kind from what would have been certain extinction. Perhaps one day, we can become numerous enough to build civilization on the surface world as our leader see's it, maybe even thrive in it.

Experimentation began immediately after the human named Jericho at precisely nine o'clock in the morning. We have stripped him of his clothing, and ran experiments on him while he was unconscious. This male humans penis is six inches long at full arousal. He has two testicles that are elliptical in shape, and at their widest are only a mere one inch across. At maximum stimulation and arousal, at least while unconscious, this human can produce only five milliliters of ejaculate, which is less than a teaspoon. The greatest achieved weight of this males balls are a pathetic 20 grams each. There is a 30 percent chance of his semen causing conception in females.

Unfortunately, we do not believe that humans and riftians are capable of creating hybrids. We must artificially make him into a Riftian. With my scientific genius, I managed to synthesize a chemical I call H0R53, which will make him into an equine male of Riftian species, or at least artificially he will be. Deep in his DNA, he will always remain human, but this will still give us true purebred Riftian children.

Riftians consist of many different sub-species of creatures we have called animal morphs. There are hundreds of thousands of different animal morphs in the animal kingdom, and all are capable of interbreeding. Some animal-morphs possess a dominant gene for carrying a member of their own species, while some are recessive. For example, if a fox male and a feline female have intercourse, and the fox males genetic code is dominant, which it usually is, there is a high chance that the offspring will be born a fox, not a feline. Therefore, it is imperative that this chemical succeed in making the humans genetic coding as recessive as possible.

If this is achieved, then we will succeed in creating more than one sub species of Riftians, rather than just horse-morphs. Lets say when this human is ready, he impregnates one shark-morph, one rat-morph, and one fox-morph, and his genes are recessive, than the offspring will resemble the species of their mother, and not the father. If this is not achieved, and the humans genetic code is dominant, then all remaining Riftian subspecies will primarily consist of horse morphs. In the future, I hope to study and map the Riftian genome, to discover how to birth separate sub species, that neither the mother nor the father are capable of achieving naturally.

Continuing with the progress of our future breeder, he awoke alone trapped in his stone prison. Escaping his confines is not possible, as he is surrounded in stone walls, with only one solid steel door leading in and out of this room in the sea cave. When he awoke, the subject seemed to be very panicked and afraid, as we expected him to be.

Once he finally relaxed, he was instructed via tape player to consume the chemical I synthesized in a glass beaker. It is mixed with powerful, but safe sedatives, to help with his anxiety. He consumed its entire contents, as he was instructed to do. We observed his transformation first hand, and it was a complete success!

The human had been transformed into an artificial Riftian, but a normal Riftian would not be able to tell he was originally human. He looks to be like a strong, horse-morph stud, as planned. We are not sure if it is the sedatives, or a side effect of H0R53, but his intelligence seemed to have dropped. If this is true, it turned out to be a rather desirable effect, as the subject will be less likely to have future anxiety.

The human discovered his new body, quickly going down to his genitals, which he grew to love, judging by his feverish masturbating. We instructed him to cum inside of a condom, so we may run tests on the quality and size of his new load. By eyeing his new penis, we have estimated that it has grown to twenty four inches, or two feet, four times the length of its previous size. His balls have also radically increased in size, growing to roughly the size of a softball, or about four to five times their previous diameter. We have not yet measured his weight, but we estimate them to have became radically more dense. I put the estimates of his new weight to about 15 to 20 times their previous weight. Much better. The width of his penis is also estimated to be three times greater.

In about ten minutes, the pseudo human reached a climax, and we found his orgasm to be beyond expectations! His orgasm lasted a full minute, and judging by his behavior, he found it almost overwhelmingly pleasurable. He later masturbated again and again, which reinforces his thoughts of it.

As instructed, Abraham ejaculated fully into the condom, and did not spill a single drop from it. When we retrieved it for later study, we had found his orgasm at a very impressive 750 milliliters, 150 times his previous volume! This isn't even estimated to be his full capacity either, leaving me to speculate that he may be capable of up to a liter of cum. If this is true, then his current orgasm doubles the maximum of even above average horse morphs.

This is truly a great start, and today's events fill us with much satisfaction and hope. Perhaps we Riftians do stand a chance against these impossible odds. It is sad to say that our surviving brethren on the surface stand no chance of survival.

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Day 1 - Harmony with the Humans

Strange events have led us to where we stand today. However, our fearless leader encourages us to focus on the here and now. I have been tasked with charting the new history we will soon write.

As far as we are aware of, there are only a handful of us Riftians remaining. All of us come from a small, makeshift coastal village of Emancipation, or what is left of us that is. There are six of us remaining, the rest have been mysteriously abducted by the new strange creatures from the north.

It is truly unbelievable. Planet Riftia is a scorched, dessert like wasteland. When a sizable chunk of our village went to the north to scavenge the abandoned cities for ammunition, weapons, and supplies, they were ambushed. The sole survivor of this attack came back to explain to us that the entire land the deserted cities used to lie on has been replaced by a frozen, arctic environment. It is adjacent to our original environment, and simply stepping through the border of it changes the temperature. It is as if there is a magical border, keeping this new territory from blending with our own, like an imaginary line.

The sole survivor returned to also tell us that something lies in these lands. Strange, ghost like creatures that are invisible to the naked eye drug all but her into the arctic territory. The air shimmered like water where he believed these creatures to be standing, and only their tracks were visible in the snow. He compared it to giant snake tracks, which made similar marks in the newly discovered snow that they did in the dry hot sand!

Our fearless leader did not believe his words, thinking that there had to be a more logical explanation than the one provided. But even if he was mistaken, the fact of the matter is the scavenging party did not return. The remaining six of us were forced to flee Emancipation, in fear that the invisible demons would track the sole survivor back to our village.

So, we packed what we could and headed east along the coast, despite it being close to dusk. We journeyed along the coast, fearful that the shark-morphs that rule the gulf waters next to us would surely attack. But they did not. They are absent. We had our assault rifles and lever guns ready to blast the dangerous and powerful shark morphs away, certain that they would come to devour our flesh. But they seem to be completely missing from their ocean home.

When it became too dark to see, we were only guided by the border of the water and land. Towards the far distance, we could see yet another strange phenomenon. What we saw was a string of massive coastal cities, all running together into a giant metropolis. There was power there, lighting up countless lights that looked like numerous stars from the distant horizon. Our leader had to go on his gut instinct. We could either turn back into the darkness, or approach these lights with caution. At least there we could see around, perhaps camp close to these city lights.

As we neared the city to find numerous concrete and brick buildings, beautiful homes, and a wide array of plant life, we were stopped by a blockade! Creatures that resembled our shape began to shout at us in a language we could actually understand!

Before we could flee, we had somehow been surrounded by these tailless, furless creatures, which wielded weaponry very similar to our own. They outnumbered us 100 to 1, and not a single one of them didn't have a firearm of some sort pulled at us. They were angry at us, blaming us for something we knew nothing about, and we were sure that we would all be shot dead and left to die on the border of our territory and theirs.

They came and captured all of us, bringing us into the bright city into paved streets. The one leading this blockade told us that we were going to be questioned for what had happened to a number of their kind, and executed if we refused to cooperate.

One of these creatures, a superior to the first, approached the beasts and quieted them, even getting them to lower their weapons. This leader explained that her name was Sarah. She explained to us that she and her species were the legendary humans that us Riftians had all grown up talking about around campfires in horror stories. Fear instantly paralyzed us all, as we were certain that a fate worse than death awaited us. All but our fearless leader.

He began to converse with Sarah, and asked her why they were angry with his remaining people. Sarah went on to explain to us that one of our kind, among other mysterious sentient creatures had kidnapped and killed hundreds of humans. It seems that whoever did these kidnappings had instilled fear into them all. Sarah further explained how strange of creatures we were, how we took the strange blend of their shape, but the looks and characteristics of their own animal life. She said that perhaps us six were not a threat to them, but other Riftians were.

I personally didn't know how to feel about this. On one end, I was glad that there were more of our kind out there, how perhaps we could save them from being abducted too. But on the other hand, I was disturbed how one single Riftian was responsible for these kidnappings. The one that especially bothered Sarah, was the kidnapping of her boyfriend, Abraham. She explained that a strange, shark like creature had stolen him from her one night. So that confirms one thing, that the shark-morphs we have come to fear are still out there, and they still are not on our side.

Sarah asked our fearless leader to come with her and talk more by the fire, but not before our leader asked for a temporary and uneasy alliance between the two. I'm not sure what our leader is talking about, but I'm sure it is important.

There were other fires near the beach. While many were sitting around the fire, sharing hot, delicious meals, others were guarding the giant cities with sniper rifles and other firearms. Most of the humans refused to sit with us, but others shared their meals. They fed us specially prepared fish, from their own ocean that they called the Pacific.

The fish we had for dinner tonight was truly divine. It tasted so clean and flavorful. I was unaware such delicious food was possible! As we ate, we shared many stories amongst ourselves. The sole survivor mentioned the events that he experienced, and had found comfort from other humans who experienced similar events. The one I spoke to told us that many cities were strung along this beach, but the one in particular that we were in was named Newport Beach by them, which was located in the territory they called California, which belonged to an even bigger territory they called the United States of America.

It seems to me that before the strange events that brought all of these aliens on one world happened, the humans enjoyed a very prosperous life, and lived amongst each other in peace. Many of them weeped for their old lives back. Even though I just met these strange humans today, I felt sympathy for them, or at least the ones that would talk to a tiger-morph like me.

I know our fearless leader won't ever trust these humans, since he see's them still as aliens, but I think at least for now, we have found sanctuary within the city that they call Newport Beach. I think we lucked out. We could have been headed to a territory like the one to the north, where the invisible demons would be hostile. Thank the gods we are safe.

For now...