Dickgirls of Faeruhn: 1. Rutting Season
-- by lightswitch © July 2009
Story 1 of 7.

Note: This is a revised repost. Realized that in a fantasy
setting, I shouldn't limit myself to real-world descriptions.
Maybe Doug Winger will pick up this series.  ;-)

[TG/TG, transgender/hermaphrodite, reluctant/forced, 1st time,
interracial, teen, pregnancy, fantasy setting, no sex (just
description)]

Synopsis: On the alternate fantasy world of Faeruhn, beautiful
hermaphrodites hunt each other in a Darwinian struggle to
impregnate others and thus spread their genetic phenotype. The
concept of clothing is unknown. A beautiful professor seeks to
teach her cloned charges the rewards and dangers of the quarterly
tradition known as “Rutting Season.”

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Miss Debbie looked over this season’s class: Five identical young
women -- all pale, blonde, and beautiful -- sat waiting
expectantly for class to begin. All five of the girls looked
exactly
like Ms Debbie, except for being about ten years younger.

Each season the class size seems to get smaller, she sighed.

“All right, class,” Ms Debbie announced, her full breasts swaying
and
her erect 20-inch cock bobbing as she walked to the blackboard.
“It’s time to begin. Today’s class will be on Applied Biology
Practices ...”

One of the girls raised her hand, causing her large breasts to
rise to attention, her erect nipples pointing seductively at the
professor’s face.

“I thought you were going to tell us how to fuck other herms
during Rutting Season,” the lovely young girl complained. The
other girls tittered, but went silent under Ms Debbie’s stern
gaze.

“The word isn't 'herms,' it's 'hermaphrodites,'” she told the
blushing girl, “There’s more to it than you so ... crudely ...
put it, Daisy, but I suppose that is the gist of it. However, it
is important that you know the biology behind Rutting Season so
you don’t end up bearing the repercussions of costly mistakes.”
The beautiful
blonde woman stepped easily into lecture mode.

“Here in the world of Faeruhn, Rutting Season is a period which
comes upon every Faeruhnite who has reached or passed puberty.
Four times a year, we are biologically programmed to rut – that
is, to seek out others and try to implant our genetic material in
them, in order to procreate. In this class, I am going to give
you the
background information necessary to increase your probability of
success during Rutting Seasons.”

One of the lovely young blondes raised her hand.

“How do we know when Rutting Season arrives?” she asked. Miss
Debbie smiled and pointed.

“Because you’ll see that happen,” she said, pointing the girl's
swollen, engorged cock. “When Rutting Season falls on us, we
biologically respond, in preparation for inseminating a victim.
But before we get into that, let’s go over some background
information.” The professor walked to the front of the class, her
lush hips swaying seductively.

“As you know,” she lectured, “all humans on Faeruhn are
hermaphrodites: We bear the sex organs of what used to be two
separate sexes. In addition, we are all clones from four original
archetypes.”  The girls scribbled notes as their teacher
continued.

“All of us in this classroom are from the race known as
‘Snowflakes,’” she told the class. “Every snowflake is identical:
Blonde, blue-eyed, initially about 5’5”, fair-skinned, F-cup
breasts, with a penis about 20 inches when fully erect. We used
to be one of the most common races, but over the years have found
our numbers dwindling.” Miss Debbie scowled in disapproval.
Clearly she didn’t like her group being on the losing side.

“The next most rare,” she continued, pointing to a poster of a
slim, golden-skinned woman, “are the ‘Goldens.’ Goldens tend to
be petite, initially standing shorter than us at about 5’2”. They
have golden skin, black hair, almond-shaped golden-brown eyes,
D-cup breasts, and their penis is about 16 inches when fully
erect.” One of the young girls in the back moaned at this
physical description. “I want one of those!” she murmured,
lustily.

“The second most *common* race,” Miss Debbie continued, pointing
to
a poster showing a reddish-brown skinned woman, “are the
‘Coppers.’ Coppers are physically a bit bigger than us and have
very tanned skin and black hair, Initially, they stand about
5’6”. They have D-cup breasts and 24-inch penises.” Most of the
girls nodded as they scribbled notes, except for Daisy, who sat
in the back and stared dreamily out the window. The instructor
continued.

“The most common race is the ‘Ebons,’ Miss Debbie told them,
directing her pointer to the last poster on the wall. “They have
very dark brown skin, thicker lips, coarse black hair, initially
stand at about 5’7”, have H-cup breasts, and 30-inch penises.”

"Man," whispered one girl, "I'd hate to have one of *those*
monsters jammed up inside me!"  The class giggled until Ms Debbie
silenced them with a stern look.

One of the beautiful blonde teens raised her hand.

“Yes, Diamond,” Ms Debbie said, raising an eyebrow.

“How is it that we only have four races,” the girl asked, “and
why does each individual within a race look identical?”
The teacher nodded.

“As we evolved over the years and males eventually became
extinct,” she explained, “females evolved an additional set of
sex organs to compensate and became the modern-day hermaphrodite.
However, in this evolution, the genetic capabilities of the X
chromosome were lost. That means that only the Y chromosome
contributes genetic material. Over the years, we continued to
lose genetic diversity until we are left with only the four
archetype humans we see today.” She stood and addressed the class
emphatically.

“This information is at the core of what I am about to teach you
and your understanding of it will be crucial to your success or
failure during Rutting Seasons,” Miss Debbie told them.

“The only way to spread your genetic traits is to inseminate
another Faeruhnite,” she said, watching their faces to gauge
their understanding of the significance of that statement.

“In that manner,” she continued, “you impregnate someone else and
introduce a clone of yourself into the world while the other
Faeruhnite has to bear the biological cost of nine months of
childbirth. Be aware that *every* ejaculation into a Faeruhnite
*always* results in a pregnancy.” The young blondes nodded, their
erect cocks thrusting up like a small battalion of pale white
spears.

“It is absolutely vital to know the mechanics of sex on Faeruhn,”
Miss Debbie warned. “When you successfully insert your erect
penis into another Faeruhnite’s vagina, she will *immediately*
become immobilized, paralyzed with pleasure. This allows the
dominant/victorious Faeruhnite to have her way with her victim.
Orgasm through either sex organ is intensely pleasurable but also
completely draining. Remember that your ejaculate contains all of
your genetic material for the season; you literally have ONE shot
each Rutting Season, so it is impossible to impregnate more than
one Faeruhnite per season. Your ejaculate is a source of
tremendous energy;after you ejaculate, you’ll be almost helpless
for about ten
minutes.  However, once you ejaculate, your ability to become
impregnated will also dissipate within about half an hour.” The
teacher pulled down a diagram chart.

“Still, there is an action you can take to recharge your energy:
Pillaging your victim’s Honeypot.” One of the young blondes
giggled.

“Isn’t that what we’ve just done when we raped them?” she asked.
"Pillaged their honeypot?" The class burst into raucous laughter.
The beautiful professor was unamused.

“This is important,” Miss Debbie reminded them. “The Honeypot is
not some euphemism for the vagina. It is the name we give a
special gland, located inside your head. This gland contains a
secretion we call ‘Honey,’ which is a source of incredible
energy. When a Faeruhnite is penetrated, she will immediately
begin orgasming uncontrollably until the intrusive penis is
removed. While this is going on, the orifices leading to her
Honeypot will spasm and open, allowing access. Every Faeruhnite
has a long tongue that can extend out almost two feet. This is
usually long enough to reach either of the Honeypot openings,
located at the back of the throat or at the base of the skull.”
The professor pulled down a scrolled anatomical chart, showing
a cut-away view of the gland’s location, within the skull.

“It is vital that you remember the location of these openings,”
she told her class, “and the importance of stealing your victim’s
Honey. Honey is the energy source that gives us power. It also
decreases the amount of time between your ejaculation and your
resistance to becoming impregnated.” Another young blonde at the
back of the room raised her hand.

“Yes?” the teacher asked.

“Miss Debbie,” the beautiful teen asked, “in your description of
the races, you mentioned how tall each was *initially*. What did
you mean by that? I’ve seen Faeruhnites of various races in the
cities; they seem to be of a variety of heights.” The teacher
nodded.

“Quite right,” she said. “The height of a Faeruhnite changes
based on the amount of Honey she has in her body. That is an
important reason why it is imperative that *you* be the person
who inseminates someone else during Rutting Season, not the one
*getting* inseminated! If you successfully inseminate another
Faeruhnite, you’ll not only procreate another Snowflake,
regardless of the race of your victim, but you’ll gain height,
strength, and stature by taking her Honey.”

“Conversely,” she warned, “the Faeruhnite who gets impregnated
will miss *three* Rutting Seasons, since they occur each quarter
and she'll be sidelined by pregnancy. This is a severe
opportunity cost in which she will be unable to
procreate her phenotype, while unwillingly nurturing the fetus of
a different phenotype. In addition, the growing fetus will leech
energy from her body, depleting her energy reserves further and
shrinking
her even more in stature. Add to that the Honey which is
inevitably lost to the victress during the forced copulation and
you can see there is a massive loss, in biological terms, for the
Faeruhnite on the receiving end during Rutting Season.”

One of the young blondes was absently stroking her engorged
member. The teacher calmly walked over and slapped her hand away.
“I don’t care how pleasurable it feels,” she scolded, “you must
use discipline and *only* ejaculate inside another Faeruhnite.
Otherwise you waste your genetic material for the season and have
to wait for next season!”

The young blonde blushed, chastened, and reluctantly pulled her
hands away from her throbbing member.

“During most of the year,” Miss Debbie told them, “the races
intermingle and cooperate. But during Rutting Season, cooperation
is replaced by competition. Because an impregnated carrier bears
ALL of the burden of carrying a child to term, but enjoys none of
the genetic heredity, it has become traditional to target rutting
victims of other races. This increases *your* races’ numbers and
viability at the expense of one of the other races.”  The
beautiful, buxom professor smiled, reassuringly.

“These periods get highly competitive,” she said. “In fact, we
instructors often wager with other instructors on the success of
our classes. I have a substantial wager with one of the Ebon
instructors, Eva, as to which of our classes will do better this
season. So don’t let me down!”

The bell rang and the bevy of nude young blondes, breasts swaying
and erect cocks throbbing, streamed out of the classroom, eager
to experience their first Rutting Season.