Authors: Fiona Knightingale
Maggie was also a very curvy young lady with plump breasts and large round hips. Several of her friends had what was known as the ‘thigh gap’ but Maggie knew she would never be one of them. When she walked her thighs touched, her breasts jiggled, her butt moved and she loved the way her body looked. No, it was not what mainstream media would call beautiful, but it was what she called beautiful.
She had never known anyone who had been chosen for the lottery. The fact was that she had only heard about it recently. It was kept a secret from the kids as long as it was possible. Of course, those children who had parents that were chosen knew about it to an extent but the rest of the children had no idea what was going on.
Maggie had been told that those who were chosen had to leave and go with the Watchers. The Watchers had come to Earth years ago, before Maggie was ever born. They were the ones who made all of the choices. Maggie had heard about a time when people ruled themselves and she had trouble believing that there was life before the Watchers. They provided everything for the people of Earth. They even had the ability to stop the rain if the humans were not behaving properly.
No one really knew what it was like with the Watchers, but it was said that when you joined them, you would be nothing more than a slave to them if you were lucky. Others, those who were not so lucky were used for breeding. The Watchers were trying to integrate their genes into the human race and create a super being.
The Watchers here extremely intelligent and had taught humans, many amazing things from technology to healing. In return for all of this the humans had to provide one person from each community each year to give to the Watchers. Those that ended up being slaves for the Watchers did not have a long life. They were transported to the Watchers planet which was much like Earth and were forced to work in fields, become carpenters, and take care of the Watchers every need. The Watchers were not known for their mild temper which meant that if they were upset they had no problem ridding themselves of their human slaves. They knew that there would be more the following year and would not put up with anything less than perfection.
One thing that the Watchers had no patience for was the weakness of humans. They knew humans were flawed and their minds were small but they did not think that it was an excuse for them to not live up to the Watchers expectations.
The breeders had a much different life than the workers. They were kept in sterile containment away from the other humans. This was to ensure that they were not impregnated by a human and to document all of the progress with each fetus.
To date, there had been no successful birth, but the Watchers were working hard to ensure that this year would be different from the others. If you were chosen as a breeder you knew that you were probably being sentenced to death. There had been many abnormalities in each of the pregnancies from babies growing at twice the normal rate to them taking all of the nutrients from the host and killing them within a few months from conception.
Maggie knew that if she did ‘win’ the lottery she would be one of the breeders. They always chose the healthiest looking females, those with large hips and breasts. The Watchers knew what it took for a human to carry a baby and although Maggie knew that it would change the world if she were able to carry a Watcher baby she also knew the chances of survival were small.
The day of the lottery soon came and as it was tradition Maggie woke up early and began to prepare herself. She wore her best clothes and made sure that she looked beautiful. If a human was chosen and was decided to be unwanted by the Watchers they were disposed of and another human chosen to take their place. Maggie was unsure of what disposed of meant, but she knew that she did not want that to happen to her.
There had been announcements recently telling all of the humans how far the Watchers had come with their breeding techniques and it that this year the Prince Watcher would choose one breeder to carry his offspring. They were sure this year would be a success.
Maggie wondered what the Watchers looked like. She knew that they were able to shift their form into human form and that no one on Earth had ever seen them in their natural form. She wondered if they allowed the humans that were taken to their planet to see their natural form or not.
As Maggie prepared for the lottery, she tried to put the thoughts of the Watchers out of her head. She was sure that her day would end just like any other after all, so few people were actually chosen on their first year. Each year, each community gathered and had a huge celebration. There was food, games, socializing and lots of fun. Maggie assumed it was their way of trying to forget about what was coming for the ones who were chosen and it was a way to celebrate the Watchers.
Everyone was grateful for the Watchers and many people hoped to be chosen. It was seen as a privilege by many. When they had first appeared the people of Earth were going through the worst time they had in history. Governments were failing, there was no more money, people were starving and war was rampant. It was the Watchers that brought peace and order back to the Earth.
Maggie had not known the world before the Watchers, but had heard the stories over and over. It was her grandfather that had lived during that time and his dying wish was that at least one member of his family would have the privilege to serve the Watchers.
Maggie shook her head as she thought about her grandfather and his wishes. It seemed so odd to her that he would wish that fate on someone he loved, but she knew it was something she would never really understand. She had not lived in “The Time Of Trouble” and therefore was not as grateful for the Watchers as her grandfather had been.
Soon Maggie was ready, she grabbed the desserts she had prepared for the festivities and headed out of her front door. For the first time in her life she was not looking forward to the gathering. As a child it had been a day of fun and pleasure, but now at the age of 18 it brought nothing but fear.
Maggie tried to enjoy her day, but as the hour approached for the lottery to be played fear began to envelope her. She could see the fear in the eyes of each adult and it only made her feel worse. She felt especially sorry for those who already had children and she was grateful that she did not have any.
Each adult had to take part in the lottery up to the age of 45 when the Watchers allowed the person to remove their name from the list of participants if they so desired. Maggie could not wait until she reached that age… If she reached that age.
Maggie heard the sounding of the bells which signified that all of the adults should gather in the center of the park. The children continued with their games, playing and enjoying the food that had been provided while the adults gathered for the drawing.
In order to be fair, each person had been given a stone with a number on it. Their name had been assigned to that number and would be until they were able to withdraw from the lottery or until they were chosen. It was their job to take care of the stone and bring it with them each year.
As everyone lined up Maggie rubbed her stone. It was smooth and the numbers on it were coated in pure gold. She remembered a story that her parents had told her about how at one time people used gold to pay for the things they needed. She smiled as she thought about a time when people used a silly rock to buy the things they needed. Gold had no value any longer as it was abundant on the Watchers planet now everyone had everything they needed provided by the Watchers and they were assigned jobs.
“Welcome to the Choosing,” a man stated as he stood on the stage in front of Maggie, “I hope you have enjoyed the festivities of the day and that you continue to do so. As you know, each year we choose one of our own to become servants to our providers, the Watchers.”
The crowd began to cheer and Maggie looked down at the ground. She prayed that she could go home safe that night, but something inside was telling her otherwise.
“This year our lucky winner is number 5842,” the announcer said.
Maggie looked down at her rock and froze. The gold glistened back at her and her breath caught in her throat.
“Number 5842 please make your way to the stage,” the announcer asked as everyone looked around.
Maggie tried to take a step forward, but she could not move. The world spun around her and suddenly everything went black. The next thing that she knew was that she was on stage and everyone around her was cheering. She was being held up by a few of the men in the community and everything was blurred. She could only make out shapes and no details.
“Number 5842,” the announcer said above the cheering crowd, “congratulations.”
Maggie was taken to the back of the stage and sat in a chair. One of the men gave her a glass of water and she could hear the announcer telling everyone to enjoy the rest of their day. As Maggie took a drink of her water, she looked around and realized she was no longer sitting behind the stage, but in a metallic looking room sitting on a hard metal chair. There were others in the room and as her vision began to return to normal she could tell that some looked as confused as she did while others looked happier than they had ever been.
Maggie felt as if she were in a dream and did her best to focus on what was really going on. It was difficult for her to understand that she was no longer on Earth that all of this really was real. A man walked into the room and Maggie could tell that he was a Watcher by the color of his eyes. Unlike humans, Watchers eyes were completely white. They had to iris and no pupil.
He walked around the room looking at all the women and telling several to stand. When he got to Maggie he told her to stand and she did as she was told. Once he had looked at all of the women he told them to follow him. No one dared to argue or ask any questions. They all simply fell into line and followed the Watcher.
Each of them was led to a separate room that contained nothing more than a table. The Watcher left Maggie in the room she had been led to and she began to look around. The room was cold, it was made of mostly metal as was the table. It was dimly lit and made her feel as if she were in a cage.
Maggie passed around the room not sure what she should do, but it was not long before the same Watcher opened the door again. “Remove your clothes,” he said flatly staring at Maggie. She knew that she had no choice and did as she was told. Once all of her clothes had been removed, she placed them on the table only to be surprised by the Watcher picking them up and leaving the room once again.
Maggie shivered as the cold air kissed her skin. She wanted to be home, she wanted more than anything to feel the sunshine. She wanted to wake up from this terrible nightmare. Tears began to roll down Maggie’s cheeks, but she did not have time to focus on the way she was feeling. A small door slid open on the side of the wall and as Maggie peered in she realized what she was looking at. Crawling into the room through the small door was what appeared to be some type of huge spider.
Maggie screamed in fear, she knew this creature was going to kill her. She tried to understand why the Watchers would bring her to their planet only to feed her to this creature. Once the large creature was in the room Maggie realized that what she was looking at was a Watcher in its natural form. It had six legs a large body and a tail that was as wide as her wrist and reminded her of a scorpion, although there was no stinger at the end liquid seeped from the end of the tail.
Maggie pushed herself as far back into the corner as she could. Her heart began to pound as she watched the creature raise up on its legs. Maggie quickly turned her body so that she was facing the wall. She had no way to defend herself from this creature and knew her life would be coming to an end quickly.
The Watcher quickly pounced on Maggie which caused her to slam hard against the wall. She could feel its legs wrapping around her body and it felt as if she had walked into a thorn bush. She looked down and saw spikes coming out of the Watchers legs and sliding into her skin. The creature had placed itself around her hips and had knocked her onto her hands and knees.
Maggie suddenly began to feel the tail of the creature sliding up and down her slit causing her to quickly become wet. It did not matter how scared she was or how much she tried to control her own body, she could not deny the pleasure she felt each time the creature's tail hit her clit. Maggie took a deep breath, trying to calm her body and focus on anything other than the pleasure she was feeling. She tried to focus on how ugly the creature was but it did not work. Her body was reacting to being touched and there was no changing that fact.
The tail slid up her stomach and slipped over her nipple causing it to quickly harden. It felt as if she were being caressed by this monster that was bringing her so much pain and so much pleasure at the same time. She could feel the sweat beading on her forehead and before it dripped into her eyes the creature used its tail to wipe it away.
Maggie began to feel as if she were being cared for by the creature, but when she tried to stand it gripped her hard with its legs causing the spikes to burrow deeper into her flesh. Maggie screamed in pain as she was forced back onto her hands and knees.
The creature resumed sliding its tail over her clit, causing it to swell. Her juices began dripping down her leg and she felt something large pressing against her opening. This time she knew it was not the tail because it was busy teasing her clit. She knew this creature was going to breed her right then. Maggie began to struggle against the Watcher not willing to allow it inside of her body. It was forbidden for humans to have sex unless they were married, this was the law the Watchers had enforced. Maggie had never been married and she had dreamed of the day her husband would make love to her. This was not what she had envisioned and she was not willing to give up without a fight.