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.” ============================ 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.