# BioHist1

Author: KevinFoxboy
Tags: Fantasy, M/F, No-Yiff, Slavery

#1 of BSI

Alt furry history after Biological Synthetics Inc.

 Once upon a time, a few hundred years ago, we were all stuffed  
together on one single little blue-green planet orbiting a little  
yellow star on a little spiral arm of the galaxy. Yes, cubs, just one  
planet, because we hadn't figured out space travel yet. I know that's  
hard to understand now, but I heard it from an old Owl, who heard it  
from an older Hawk, who heard it from an even older Eagle.  
  
And don't think he just made it up, because everyone knows  
Birds remember stuff a long time, but aren't so good at inventing  
stories. We foxes are good at that. That long ago, furfolk weren't even  
the dominant species on that planet! That's right, it was those apelike  
things that don't even have fur!  
  
They're not so important now, but back then they were actually  
Top Predator, because they were the ones with Sapience. Our distant  
ancestors didn't have it yet, and we actually owe them our lives. No,  
it's not Heresy, it's History. It was Mark Harris and Tom Warner, Human  
Beings who started fooling around with our seed DNA, who mixed their  
kind with dumb animals and made us CarnoSapients.  
  

  They were actually just trying to make their lives better.  
Everyone knows that's pretty abnormal for Humans, who spend most of  
their time trying to kill each other or thinking some other human's  
going to kill them. Their own friggin' species! OK, we kill and eat  
lizards, snakes, little mice and birds, but that's dumb animals, prey  
species. And we have to watch out for Wolves especially in packs, but  
we've worked it out with most of them, we all just get along most of  
the time.  
  
Mark and Tom made medicines, then diddled their DNA with  
animals to make workers who never had civil rights. We've got forced  
servitude, but it's a legal punishment for crimes such as ... Right,  
cubs. Stealing and hurting otherfurs. And it's part of the justice  
system, limited time based on the severity of the crime. We don't just  
grab someone, chain them up, and beat them because we can.  
  
Come over here, Alice! Now, you wench! This fem Rabbit 'forgot'  
to pay for her new dress at Furmall, and then tried to hide it. Now  
she's my slave, for another four years, five months, and change. It's  
wrong to let the store owners have her, they'd be cruel. I'm trained  
to handle slavegirls, loss of civil rights is their punishment, not  
harsh whipping.  
  

  There are cubs and young teens here, so Alice has some body  
covering in addition to the fur. You can see her hindpaws, legs,  
thighs, rumpcurves. That little puff Rabbits call a tail. But she's  
wearing something like a brief swimsuit, covering her adult parts.  
Narrow cloth covers part of her hips, but you can see the slave brand.  
Stand up straight, Slave! You know you're not allowed modesty!  
  
Bare tummy and back, a little bust cover, lifts and separates  
for your Master. Lovely white tummy fur, light brown back fur, and  
those floppy ears. And the black leather collar, wrist and ankle cuffs  
are quite attractive. Bare shoulders, arms, forepaws. Don't need that  
fancy dress now, do you?! Hmm?  
  
Boys and girls, Alice is now just a slavegirl, property the  
state lets me manage. She's been physically and mentally punished for  
her mistake, and I'm responsible for her further punishment, but just  
to make her pay me back for taking care of the cost of the dress she  
tore trying to escape the store's security. And court costs, and her  
incarceration. And her feed and upkeep in my home.  
  

  There's more to keeping a slave, you'll learn when you get  
older. For now, just treat her as a house servant without rights. Don't  
hurt her, an openpaw slap is OK, let me know if she does wrong. I  
\*will\* punish you, Alice! See her shudder, she knows what I mean!  
Everyfur here but you is a freefur, a young Master or Mistress, and I  
expect you to remember the proper respect!  
  
Now go finish the morning's cleaning duties. When you're done  
you get breakfast. Dismissed.  
  
Where was I with the history, furs? Oh, Mark and Tom, workers.  
They made servants next, clerical and unskilled ones, household,  
personal, and uh 'adult' servants. Just enough intelligence to obey,  
and treated 'em worse than Alice, they were animals with limited minds,  
not fursons being punished for crime.  
  
Somewhere along the line of making more-intelligent servants,  
humans made a critical mistake, one that let the, well, slaves realize  
they were being held. And how their minds were controlled. And that  
there was something else to life, their lives, than simple mindless  
obedience. We became self-aware. Sapient. CarnoSapiens.  
  

  OK, there was a war. Battle for the Planet of the Fursons. They  
killed most of us fighting, and the rest as threats to their survival.  
But the DNA in the labs survived, and some slave furs managed to keep  
it, and grow it, and raise fursons more intelligent than themselves.  
  
Us.

Source: https://sofurry.com/s/0mvWMdXn
Part of the series BSI
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