{"sf1_id":691005,"sf2_id":"JewkR0Je","title":"The Hybrid of Love","author":"ShamanSquirrel","words":724,"posted_at":"2014-04-09T18:13:00.000Z","tags":["Chubby","Goat","Hospital","Hybrid","Impregnation","Leopard","Love","M/F","Ownership","Pregnancy","Romance","Science Fiction","White Tiger"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/691005-the-hybrid-of-love","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/JewkR0Je","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/e0/0a/e00a0f76-e40d-4421-8d5f-6650ef156bd8","description":"This story is an experiment. I have a list of over 300 tags, and I'm randomly choosing 10-15 of those tags and making a story out of it. I want this to be the first story in a series of stories like this.","content":"\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; It was thousands of years after humanity has used genetic engineering to assimilate everybody into anthropomorphic animals.\u0026nbsp; Now, each was a different species but usually get along well.\u0026nbsp; Ludwig was a Leopard living on the planet Draneb, where carnivorous anthros kept herbivorous anthros as pets or slaves.\u0026nbsp; Ludwig himself owned a chubby female Goat named Gertrude but loved her much like a lover and less as property.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;Ludwig came home one evening from work to see his mate Gertrude grazing as usual.\u0026nbsp; \"Ludwig,\" she said.\u0026nbsp; \"There is something I have to tell you.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"What's that, my sweet?\" asked Ludwig.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"I think I'm pregnant,\" said Gertrude.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"But that's impossible; we're different species,\" said Ludwig.\u0026nbsp; \"You haven't been with another goat, have you?\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"No master,\" said Gertrude, trying to be polite to avoid possible punishment.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"You don't have to call me master,\" said Ludwig.\u0026nbsp; \"But I see honesty in your eyes.\u0026nbsp; However, I still want to find out if it's true.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Would you like to take me to the hospital?\" asked Gertrude.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Sure,\" he said.\u0026nbsp; \"Come on.\" Gertrude followed Ludwig to their vehicle, which was an old-style flying car.\u0026nbsp; When they got in, they flew to the hospital.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;They found a doctor there who looks at pregnancies.\u0026nbsp; He was a White Tiger named Dr. Trent.\u0026nbsp; \"What may I do for you and your slave?\" asked Dr. Trent.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"She's not my slave,\" Ludwig corrected Dr. Trent.\u0026nbsp; \"We have a romantic relationship.\u0026nbsp; We're here to find out if she's pregnant.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"A romantic relationship?\" asked Trent.\u0026nbsp; \"That's unheard of.\u0026nbsp; I mate with my slaves, but I don't fall in love with them.\u0026nbsp; Besides, she's probably not pregnant; she's just fat!\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"He's so rude!\" Gertrude whispered into Ludwig's ear so Dr. Trent won't hear.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"So, are you going to help us or what?\" asked Ludwig.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Just have her lay down on that bed,\" Dr. Trent said, pointing to a rather uncomfortable looking bed.\u0026nbsp; Ludwig did not like the fact that even hospitals on Draneb treated herbivores as less than equal.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;Gertrude reluctantly lay down on the bed.\u0026nbsp; Trent used a scanner to take a look at the developing fetus.\u0026nbsp; \"There's definitely something in there,\" said Dr. Trent.\u0026nbsp; \"But the instruments are having trouble scanning through those thick layers of blubber,\" he continued jokingly.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Very funny,\" said Gertrude.\u0026nbsp; Most herbivores on Draneb have gotten quite used to being made fun of in one way or another.\u0026nbsp; Gertrude's chubby build was genetic, and obviously had nothing to do with diet.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"By the Dranebian gods,\" said Dr. Trent.\u0026nbsp; \"The fetus is a hybrid of Leopard and Goat!\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"You're kidding me, right?\" asked Ludwig.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"See for yourself,\" Dr. Trent said, showing Ludwig the sonogram.\u0026nbsp; Although the fetus was only one month old, it's feet looked like it had toes that wanted to be hooves but didn't fully become them.\u0026nbsp; \"The DNA scan is confirming this as well,\" said Dr. Trent.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"So, I'm a dad,\" said Ludwig,\u0026nbsp; \"of the very first hybrid between a carnivore and herbivore.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"I guess you are,\" said Dr. Trent in a congradulatory way.\u0026nbsp; \"I've never seen anything like it myself.\u0026nbsp; I've delivered hybrids between carnivores before, such as leopard and wolf, but nothing like this.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;Then something occurred to Ludwig.\u0026nbsp; \"If only every carnivore on Draneb loved their slave as I do, maybe there would be more hybrids like this.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Don't be ridiculous,\" said Dr. Trent.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"He has a point,\" said Gertrude.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Perhaps you should conduct more tests to confirm my theory,\" said Ludwig.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"Sure thing,\" said Dr. Trent.\u0026nbsp; \"I'll be glad to prove that moronic hogwash wrong!\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;A few weeks had passed, and the communications console at Ludwig and Gertrude's home lit up.\u0026nbsp; It was the Dr. Trent from the hospital.   \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"You were right,\" said Dr. Trent.\u0026nbsp; \"The tests have come back.\u0026nbsp; The chemicals in the brain that are active when a couple is in love also assist in DNA recombination between species here on Draneb.\"  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"I knew it,\" said Ludwig, hugging Gertude. \u0026nbsp;  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;\"We both knew it,\" said Gertrude.\u0026nbsp; Then they started kissing and passionately made out on the sofa.  \n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \u0026nbsp;And so they realized it is love, not species compatibility, that creates a hybrid on Draneb.\n\n  \n  \n\n"}