The Mutant World (2 page)

However, just because he was capable didn’t necessarily mean he would be willing to form a
permanent
union with the princess. A marriage meeting was arranged with much anxiety for the imperial house. Beral, who had been well briefed of his skills and seen images of the boy, was eager. But she was also conscientious about her body. She was 5ft 6in tall, not really
that
short, but a little short for
her
family. Her bust size was a whopping size ‘D-Ak Cup’ on the Bellasarian chart. Other women of her bloodline were of this size and even bigger, but they were also
very
large women, 7ft tall or taller. For her height, Beral’s size was remarkable, even for a woman of her bloodline. But although short for her family, she could not be called small. Her sisters playfully called her “Little Earthquake” because of her thick thighs, ample backside and dense muscular structure. But although smooth and outwardly soft of skin, Beral
was
muscle, 500lbs of it.

So, although assured that she was very appealing physically to males, she had her personal doubts about the young lord finding her as appealing to him as she found him to her when they would meet face to face. Her fears proved unfounded though. Lord Talos found her very acceptable. So much so in fact, that the marriage meeting, which was only meant for the two people to meet and get to know one another, went
well
beyond
the ritual “Getting To Know” to something much more primal. At first the empress was worried. The boy was untested with Beral and (not intending to do anything but talk) she wasn’t even wearing an inhibitor ring. The danger that he might be killed should he prove
not
up to the job was a
very
real possibility. However, this fear too would be proven unfounded and many would jokingly whisper later that they were afraid that the whole damn palace would crumble from Beral’s and Talos’s all night coupling.

The Empress Dido, Beral’s half-sister, was relieved, but not surprised that the boy was as agreeable to the match as the princess. She was also pleased that she had chosen wisely where strength and stamina was concerned and soon not only were the two married, but permanently “Bonded Mates” for life. Although technically that is supposed to be the case in many Earth marriages of a religious sort (a sacred oath made in a church or temple but constantly broken), in Bellasarian culture, one is not
always
the same as the other…not for mutants. Marriage is a contract on Bellasaria, an agreement between families and individuals which can be dissolved or broken. This happens with humans and occasionally non-bonded mutants all the time, even on Bellasaria. The “Bonding” however, is something much deeper, a force that can be cancelled only by death or intense negative emotions if aroused by an impossible mate or malicious instigators, a rare, but not
unknown
occurrence.

Aside from her, the empress’s children had also brought trouble of a certain nature to the court. In fact, her prime minister, Lord Landau, and her son, Prince Trevor, had but recently returned from a diplomatic mission to Futaria. Centuries ago, the futanari had established their own kingdom under their own king. Ironically, Futaria was the only new
male
ruled nation that wouldn’t struggle to be accepted by the women. Why would it?

Anyway, Beral’s granddaughter, Princess Talia, had become pregnant by the crown prince of that land. Prince Trevor, Beral’s son and the girl’s father, had once had a bad experience (sort of) of an intimate nature with the present king there many years ago when they were both young princelings. He was vehemently opposed to a formal marriage between the two young people, even though the crown prince was not of an androgynous nature himself.

You see, it was common knowledge that King Regeus, who (like most futa males) looked like a very attractive and well-formed woman in
almost
every way, was VERY fond of Trevor, and he and his queen (a female futa) had been trying to get together with the prince for some time. The trouble was that when Prince Trevor had visited Futaria some years back, he had drunk too much wine one night and hadn’t known Regeus was a “Prince” not a “Princess”. When the usual Bellasarian courtesies were offered he happily accepted. The next morning revealed the truth much to his horror, but much too late to undo the damage. Regeus, who had the best sex of her…er…
his
life, never forgot! Not even after he became king and had taken a wife, a female futa. Prince Trevor, of course, didn’t
want
to renew that experience, much less add to it with the King’s queen. Like all female futa, the woman was lacking stones, but she still had a working yard that would emerge on demand to go along with her female parts. Something like that could end up in a way Trevor found totally
unacceptable
. Still, the empress finally had to take action; it could have turned into an ugly political situation if the matter wasn’t settled with their children and a grandchild now added to the mix.

Fortunately, all had turned out well. The marriage between the two young people would go forward and the date was set. With no small amount of humor, the prime minister informed the empress that King Regeus and Queen Ai had finally sealed the deal and got what they wanted in the bargain thanks to Lady Altia, Prince Trevor’s wife. It would seem that Lady Altia (who ironically,
Trevor
had insisted on going with them) had always been curious about what a tumble with a futa man and woman would be like and…well…with
great
difficulty she had finally persuaded the prince to consent one time and one time ONLY to a little group love-play with the king and queen. Well…that was the
initial
agreement. As of the visit, a wing of King Regeus’s palace has been specifically set aside for the king and queen’s
best friend
and his wife and vice-versa.

Despite more than a few raised eyebrows and the initial surprise, Empress Beral III was most pleased and relieved by the successful conclusion of that diplomatic endeavor and hoped that hers would go equally well with two particular warring parties of her realm…and the humans.

******

CHAPTER ONE
ALIENS AND AKKADIANS

P
resident Beverly W. Chambers and the First Man, Barry P. Chambers, had studied the documents on Bellasarian and Bainian culture thoroughly before their trip to Bellasaria. The royal ambassador, former High Lord Shaba, had spoken little of his people other than to say that the ruling empress wished to renew contact with her long estranged kin on Earth. The reason why the president and certain high officials were now personally on Bellasaria was because of the personal request of Beral III and the hinted at possibility of shared technology should all go well with the talks…and if the people on Earth had grown up. This last condition had given many cause to doubt that they would receive anything of importance, certainly nothing of a military nature. After all, although two thousand years had passed on Bellasaria, only fifteen had passed on Earth, and sadly little had changed of note since the last American President came to Bellasaria, except for her. Beverly Chambers was the first woman ever to sit in the oval office as President of The United States of America and that might just make all the difference this time…at least that’s what she hoped. In any case, she was not prepared for what she found once she and the others arrived on Bellasaria via dimensional portal.

The first shock for the president was that immediately upon exiting the portal into the Bellasaria realm she and the others felt a bit heavier. The previous visitors to this world had mentioned the fact that the gravity on Bellasaria was heavier than on Earth in their writings and commentaries very little, usually in footnotes or passing statements. Obviously this was easily overshadowed and forgotten with all the other things to marvel at and comment about. This explained one of the reasons, besides their genetic breeding, why mutants on this world were often stronger than mutants on Earth. Even the humans who came to fight in the last conflict between Bellasaria and an Earth nation were much quicker and stronger than their kin on the homeworld. A Bellasarian human was more than a match for an equally trained human soldier born on Earth. However, the difference in the gravity of the two realms was not very great. In a day or two without even realizing it, Beverly and the others would have become accustomed to the gravity and quickly forget about it. Ironically, this would answer the president’s own query about why her predecessors overlooked or didn’t focus on this issue too much.

The second shock for the president was that a human was Prime Minister of the Illyrian Empire. Prime Minister Landau had greeted the Earth leaders when they arrived and they had spent their first day on Bellasaria as his guest. The third shock was that it wasn’t even the “Illyrian Empire” anymore, but was now the “Bellasarian Empire” and that Ramia was no longer the capital, Illia was, and the city of Illia was breathtaking. The prime minister explained that the empress was busy making preparations at the great palace. Many rulers from the empire and beyond would be coming and that they would see her there in the next day or two at a great feast of honor. They would be the prime ministers honored guest in the meanwhile and enjoy a smaller welcoming dinner until then. At the mention of a welcoming feast, the newcomers were prepared for the worst, from what they remembered or read about in the past, everything from heavy petting to full blown orgies occurred at such diplomatic dinners.

The natives believed (and admittedly this was often true) that this was a very good, not to mention enjoyable, way to break the ice with neighboring tribes and nations. Booze flowed freely and people danced, traded stories and even mates for a bit. But that didn’t happen this time…at least not the sex part. There was indeed plenty of food and drink, but that’s all. The next day the Earth people would see new changes among the people as well. The prime minister was summoned to the imperial palace early, but his aide would take care of the Earth dignitaries in his stead and bring them to the palace the next day. That’s when the aliens would see the present Bellasarian culture up close. The Earthlings, some eagerly (Bellasarian women were renowned for their beauty and outrageously portioned figures) had expected to see thousands of naked natives running around, but instead saw very little of that.

Occasionally, although there were plenty of shirtless males to be seen, a topless girl would go by, and to be sure, this was a sight truly
worth
seeing for most of the male visitors and even some of the females. However, they were relatively few in number compared to what those who had encountered these mutants and been to their cities had documented in the past. The human guide noticed early the puzzled looks from the visitors. Remembering what she had read of the prudishness of Earth people, she quickly explained that such females were probably people from the rural areas visiting kin or shopping. Most she said with a smile were here today to see Earthlings for the first time.

All in all though, although there weren’t many folks going nude (partial or complete) there was still a lot of skin, muscles and curves to be seen among the natives, both human and mutant. Then the newcomers caught a curious sight. A group of people were watching them that were strange indeed. The women were very conservatively dressed, even by Earth standards. Dresses that covered their knees and some even to their ankles, loose tops that covered their torsos and upper arms and some even wore head scarfs. The aide chuckled and said, “Muslims.” But it wasn’t the women that surprised the visitors the most…it was the men. They were covered almost from head to toe in robes similar to what many Muslim women wore on Earth. They were even veiled! The aide chuckled again as she noted the objects of the newcomers attention.

“Their women are jealous and aren’t taking any chances,” she said.

“On Earth, it’s the Muslim
women
who wear concealing robes and veils,” chuckled a woman of the president’s party.

“Bellasarian women are
very
aggressive,” said the aide, “so many Christians, Muslims and even Jews who live or have business in the empire go to this length to warn other females off. Unmarried Muslim males generally do not wear such concealing robes, but neither do they go shirtless or wear garments that expose their knees.” One of the dignitaries nodded approvingly. He was a man from one of the Islamic nations who was most struck by these people. “Curiously,” continued the aide, “many women of the royal families have adopted this practice themselves, requiring their mates and male offspring to wear veils and concealing clothing in the presence of outside females. You will see this for yourselves soon.”

Well, the next day President Chambers and the others did see for themselves as Empress Beral III entered the audience chamber with her consort, Lord Talos and court councilors. Chambers couldn’t help but to smile when saw the empress. She had spoken to former First Lady Torres about her impending trip to Bellasaria and the meeting with the current empress. Mrs. Torres had warned her to prepare for certain feelings of self-consciousness upon meeting a Bellasarian queen. They were all beautiful, curvaceous and vain. They were proud and not shy about showing their bodies, but
never
to be underestimated in the brains department.