# BioHist2

Author: KevinFoxboy
Tags: Cub, Fantasy, Fox, History, Human, No-Yiff, Series, Slavery

#2 of BSI

"BioSyn2" (c)2009 Kevin Foxboy. All Rights Reserved.
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 BioSyn History 2) Fursons  
  
Long ago on a planet far away our distant ancestors were slaves  
to non-furrs called Humans. They were actually Top Predator then, and  
called the planet, um, Earth I heard. I know it's hard to believe in  
sapient beings that aren't furry, but remember the Featheries and  
Scalies.  
  
Their distant ancestors were slaves on Earth too. Everyone had  
to obey and submit their minds and bodies to Humans, because they made  
the slaves that way. This was even before the Great Awakening, so we  
weren't completely sapient yet.  
  
Humans used Recombinant DNA to mix their minds with dumb  
animals and make idiots who weren't even aware they were being held  
down! They knew they were slaves, but their limited minds were bent  
to think it was normal!  
  
The Masters had made medicines first, and we still use them  
as well as body parts to replace damaged ones. And we have dumb  
animals as pets; but we know they're living, feeling beasts we don't  
hurt on purpose but care for. Same as we care for the planet, for  
Karii's creation.  
  

  But our Laws and morals prevent the evil that Humans had. We  
use slavery just as a legal punishment, brief loss of civil rights.  
They treated the DNA mixes as simple property without any rights,  
not even to life itself! Slaves for hard labour, domestic service  
or even just sex toys, their only purpose in living was to obey!  
  
Labor slaves were made as idiots; domestics had a little more  
mind, to obey Humans and clean their homes. Sex toys only knew, well,  
sex. But the pleasure slaves were made to live with Humans and relieve  
their boredom. Just living toys at first, but then more intelligent  
ones to converse with, do work Humans supervised.  
  
Humans enjoyed figuring things out, exercising their minds  
and social skills; but they left the boring work to slaves, actually  
getting work done. Gradually they made the slaves more intelligent,  
so they could get their thrills forcing some furr to obey.  
  
DNA mixing made bodies and brains, the physical structures,  
but not minds, how the connections are used. They started using a  
primitive version of our teaching machines to force slaves to know  
what Humans wanted, but they made a serious error -- they didn't  
realise that just using a mind makes it grow stronger!  
  

  \*  
  
Lester Twenty-Seven was a mixed mix; someone in Biological  
Synthetics Incorporated's Research Lab Four had dozed off at the  
controls after making their standard Carnivore Mammal. Or maybe  
Melissa Thompson, the Head of Research herself, had just gotten  
bored one day and let a client's beast try to read and run the  
Kawazuki AutoSynth controller while she was busy enjoying her  
playtoy Red Fourteen.  
  
Both Fox mixes were made to need to please their owners, and  
when they'd gone beyond basic training they were taught more of the  
tech stuff than many Human consumers. They could not only use the  
machines but figure out simple problems and fix them. While Mel and  
Red played and Alysa Benton was discussing the next generation of  
computers with her team, they left Kevin Foxboy Four Seven alone.  
  
Kevin had been mixed at the start of the year 2007 on the  
Gregorian Calendar, grown up quickly and been sold at two years old.  
He'd been helping Alysa make better computers and Mel make better  
mixes for a few years; and Mel'd tweaked his mind, putting tech data  
in there, before his birth.  
  

  It'd stopped the young fox's mind, making little trauma  
breaks, and Kevin'd suffered for it. He'd been whipped rather  
harshly, even for slaves, when he'd tried to do things he wasn't  
trained for but Red was. His fur had been ripped out one time when  
he stopped a wolf fight because he knew how, but it wasn't his job  
and the Masters had gotten quite angry.  
  
But as Friedrich Neitzsche said, what doesn't kill us makes  
us stronger. Kevin wasn't the brightest fox, but he'd seen and done  
things he wasn't trained for, and he'd picked up Mel's habit of  
talking out loud to think a problem through.  
  
Pretend you have to explain it to someone else. That makes you  
concentrate on the facts, work out what you've got and what you need;  
so you think a problem through. If you can explain it with simple words  
so someone without your education in the field can understand it, then  
you've got a clear solution.  
  
Kevin had been told there were problems starting mix minds;  
the little mind stops the Mix Mind Bender forced on brains made them  
break. He'd just learned about computers, and Mel's tweaks of his mind  
let him and some later mixes figure out they should make very quick  
pulses of learning.  
  

  Mel and Alysa figured out how to do that; but although Alysa  
knew about computers and Mel knew about mix minds, they hadn't thought  
to combine their knowledge before Kevin's child-like innocence sug-  
gested it. They realised their experiment to make brighter beasts  
had succeeded. But they were so busy fixing one problem, they didn't  
consider the consequences.  
  
\*  
  
Kevin Foxboy Four Seven was alone in BioLab Four. OK, the R3G2  
mix Guard was there, but he was asleep during the day; and the maid  
was cleaning somewhere while the other fox was, well, still tied to  
the back room cot. Kevin had checked up on him, and had played a bit  
with the older fox, pleasuring him as they'd both been trained. Red  
was older so he wasn't quite as bright as Kevin, just more exper-  
ienced and he seemed OK with being left tied up, after.  
  
Kevin wasn't all that bright either, but he \*was\* a fox mix,  
and he was sly enough to hide it from Humans and other mixes. Now he  
used some of Mel's mind tweaks; he'd acted all innocent as he asked  
her what if something comes up, can the DNA sequence be interrupted?  
He said he didn't know what that might be, but Mel had dealt with it  
before; there were file sharing problems when Lab Three tried make a  
mix too.  
  

  She seemed too focused on how to use the software to wonder  
how it worked, what could go wrong. One problem was, to keep the  
computer from waiting too long for information, the whole file was  
sent from storage. This made another problem: others wanted the info  
too, so the download was slowed while the next request was handled.  
  
But this made the user of the file wait, which was suppposed  
to be prevented by sending the whole file! So the user's computer  
thought it shouldn't wait, and tried to use the partial data, then  
got confused when more came in!  
  
They should have just solved the problem by telling both  
machines to send a few pages at a time then wait for more, but  
they'd taken the cheap way around. So most of the time, it worked  
fine; someone else wanted another file, and there was no delay in  
sharing, so no one saw the risk.  
  
But Kevin Foxboy Four Seven had been mind-tweaked and trained  
to look ahead, to avoid problems before they came up. He'd played with  
the DNA 'cookbook' files, to test the shared file download speed; and  
he'd made a test file of the work he wanted to try. He knew how to  
interrupt the AutoSynth sequence, and he did it on purpose, after  
the basic 'Animalia Eumetazoa Chordata Vertebrata Gnathostomata  
Mammalia Placentae Carnivora' sequence.  
  

  Like all the fur slaves, Kevin was a chimera, a mix of recom-  
binant DNA with enough Human to have a mind to be useful but enough  
animal to have no civil rights. Now he inserted his own little toy,  
mixing various animals together with human to avoid the problems he'd  
seen when the dumb animal instincts got in the way of the mind.  
  
Red Fourteen's owner had frequently beaten him for no reason,  
but Red wasn't bright enough to know that wasn't normal for a slave.  
Kevin had learned it was abuse instead, and he'd seen younger mixes  
accept the abuse as slave property. Mel's mind tweaks were starting  
to poke him, his verbal skills were higher than Red's, and he'd  
learned the big DNA words.  
  
\*  
  
Now he knew he could change mixes and the words to use to do  
it. He was going to do something new, and he'd been made to be scared  
of it, but he'd made mixes before with Mel watching and he remembered.  
Kevin slipped his package into the DNA control sequence; and had a  
moment of mind-freeze fear when error messages started appearing.  
  

  But he'd made mistakes when Mistress Mel taught him to make  
mixes, after begging her to let him try. She'd showed him how to  
read and fix the errors, so he relaxed after a while and started  
mumbling his way through the problems. He was sure a Mistress would  
fix it easily, but his beastmind had trouble until he remembered to  
look at the flashing ones first, these serious errors often caused  
small ones which would go away.  
  
Kevin picked out the 'DNA Conflict Multiple' errors first. He  
knew he couldn't make Dog paws that were also Cat paws and only have  
four, so he chose Dog since he was a Foxboy. Most of the other Multi-  
ple errors were the same kind of thing; Kevin wondered what a fem  
Tiger with a Kangaroo pouch would look like, then picked Tiger because  
he'd liked Sally, the one with a large bust who joined his kennel.  
  
Kevin had no idea that Nature had already done such a thing,  
and made a Thylacine, also called Tasmanian Tiger or Wolf. He didn't  
know about lizards, birds, monotremes, or marsupials either; in fact  
he didn't know anything about taxonomy or animal structure. He just  
imitated Mistress Mel's use of GroupAKA Mammal without understanding  
what he was doing.  
  

  I won't bore you with everything that went wrong; just know  
that Kevin had to throw the work away and start over a few times.  
But he learned quicker than Red, quicker than Mel had after her car  
accident. But Kevin never had a concussion and partial amnesia to  
fight.  
  
Before Kevin was caught and punished, he managed to cobble  
together (an odd phrase, he thought; he couldn't figure out what a  
shoemaker had to do with putting different DNA together) a new mix,  
'brand-spankin-new' with some DNA bits from everything he could fit  
together. Whoever heard of a furry with heat-sensor pits like a snake  
and bat-like sound senses?  
  
But it would be able to sense prey in total darkness, around  
corners and under or behind solid objects. Anything or anyone touching  
something solid would make it reflect sound differently; no you  
couldn't sense depth that way but you'd know if someone was hiding.  
  
Kevin paused when the DNA sequence was complete; he'd been  
making it up as he went along and was rather surprised when the red  
errors disappeared, fixed. The software sat waiting for him to type  
a name, and he caressed his collar, the plate that said what he was:  
R4G2/KvN47 Kevin.  
  

  This was the twenty-seventh mix sequence he'd worked on; most  
were wrong and Mistress Mel had thrown them away; but a few met her  
wishes and Kevin's tail had waved happily when she called him a good  
boy. Kevin called this thing he'd invented R4G2/sly27 Lester.

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