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Gi had long stopped loving Lumor. Not allowing any male near her. Even Caley as a female, had become indifferent, much more aggressive and indulged herself with experimenting as well, as having her own harem of males.
Caley used them, abused them, as was her want. Just as savage with them sometimes, taking them and experimenting on them, to increase, decrease, reshape bits of them, all the time, as bad as the others.
The pain, the suffering, she put them through, was another example of the nature of the BEAST. Two of them, however, had been bred by her to perfection. All the attributes of everything to Caley, a male should be. Strong, healthy, well built in every sense of the ideal, the perfect. Excellent breeding stock.
Gi had protested, at their savagery, had at times, when she could; she helped several of the Cflen to escape. Now Caley had over ten males she deemed studs for breeding. One night aided by Gi, two of them escaped into the mountains.
Gi had overheard Caley boasting how perfect they were. “The best ever!" She couldn’t allow the rebel Cflen who had escaped into the mountains, to get their hands on them! Gi had taken two of Lumor’s youngest untouched unbroken females, sent them with the two males. Unknown to her the two he planned to spend the next few days enjoying!
When he and Caley had discovered what she had done, they were furious! BUT they bided their time. Beneath the usual façade of who they were, a seething bubbling resentment for her and her morality?. Her daring to question their cruelty, their acts of sadism?
It would be that fateful night, where they had grabbed her, taken into the laboratory built within the cavern. She was stripped. One by one they butchered her. They forced some of the Cflen that had aided her to eat her organs. Throwing her remaining bits to the rodent like creatures to feast on! A night that was an orgy of violence as they now slaughtered her Cflen helpers.
Their species, the new Cflen ELITE, as they called them, had beauty, the body of perfection, well proportioned breasts, inviting thighs, that were shoved violently apart, at any time, to enjoy the new found pleasure of subjecting the females to all kinds of perversions, including incest.
The only Gods, were them! Nothing to pray to except them. TO worship, adore, to idolise. Only their masters, their Gods. Lumor had decided, that the regen chambers, were no longer needed. Suki had taken the opportunity to establish an underground, beneath where they had made the Cflen build their palacial living quarters A huge laboratory;.complex.
It meant, they did not have to travel far, to each have their own space, within the underground chambers, for whatever pleased them, to do re the Cflen. They had neither the need, or the desire to create regens.
If Cflen rebels ,were caught, they were brought here and experimented on. Tortured to attempt to discover where the rest were hiding out? Seldom met with any success. The Cflen rebels kept on the move.
The DNA string, that allowed them to terminate the growth, of the Cflen’s wings, was soon discovered. They played with it. That produced some horrific deformities, mutations.
They cut, examined and then had the body burned in their huge incinerator. Some abnormal or deformed Cflen births, were nurtured by their mothers, no matter how terrible they looked?
If they survived, they were the ones who would be left within the underground caverns, to fend for themselves. Fed scraps by the normal, if you could call them that; Cflen.
Specially bred Cflen males, with no real brains. Well endowed, pleasured to the levels of perversion beyond all acceptable reason. That followed the development of the ‘Gladiator’ Cflen.
Able beings that could be pushed to the limits. In the Arena a regular sport of pitching against the regen Fodawke. Losing against it until they removed FEAR. Their new species, grown with more cunning, devious and clever tactical knowledge.
The ‘Regen Fodawke, had established his supremacy, much the same way, Dahhon and the others had theirs. By brute force, intimidation, bullying and more sadism. Plus it had also realised bigger Fodawke than it were a threat, so it killed them.
It also stopped all males taking the females except for it. Which meant its genes, its DNA and more ruled supreme. Plus it guaranteed a growing number of Fodawke loyal to it. Any of the original ‘Unevolved’ Fodawke were found, slaughtered and eaten alive. That was a family ocassion for it to share a meal with the family of his male Fodawke.
Nothing was wasted, females who were from the original Fodawke, were also eaten. The eggs consumed. Slowly but surely, the regen Fodawke species, was gaining momentum. The numbers building up. Stronger, faster, more intuitive, violent and sadistic.
In the Arena the regen Fodawke was proud of his sons. Time after time they attacked and beat down the Cflen. The turning point wold come. It was the specially bred Gladiator Cflen who’s increase in numbers started to see the Fodawke losing.
Dahhan was more than pleased as he gloated to Joden! The Fodawke were no threat to the Humanaa. Joden and Dahhan, had been shrewd enough, to ensure that a small device, had been implanted in the Fodawke regen, that would make it feel faint, if it tried to attack a Humana.
It had never, tested the others, against the Human(a) assuming they too would feel that same weakness. But fear had been engendered into the new species simply because IT feared the Human(a). Would not confront them.
If the first five years, had seen the advent of their cruelty, with the first steps to total sadism, taken to its extremes, it would forever etch into the Cflen the hatred, already starting to spread, as more escaped to join the rebel Cflen.
The Human(a) did not concern themselves about the rebels. Sometimes they sent out hunting parties with a modicum of success. If they didn't defect! What they needed Dahhan had surmised was a drug the Cflen would become dependant upon from birth that they and only they produced.
If they defected, left to join the rebels within days they would be dead. Fortunately for the Cflen that, never came to fruition. Too distracted playing the role of Gods. The sport in the Arena or pleasuring themselves, drunken debauchery.
Unknown to them, the numbers of Cflen were not increasing! Same numbers, same faces? A few more perhaps but the bulk of them? Were babies were secretly being born and smuggled out.
Those deemed by the rebels to be 'Gi’s Cflen' had started to grow in number, thanks to the two males, Gi had helped escape. Their breeding had been enhanced, by the seeding of the two young females, at the earliest opportunity.
Other female Cflen were checked, to see if they were prime breeding stock. Her males would be left to take them, seed them. The females she had taken, Joden and Dahhan, deliberately tampered with their DNA to make it stronger more aggressive.
Caley had gone out of her way,to indulge her fantasies, her perversity, including the males to make them well endowed to the point the first time Caley saw her first modified male, she almost fainted!
She liked, the way they took control of her, yet at the same time she could be demanding, giving, taking, sating. She abused just as Suki did. Enjoyed watching each other, to see who, could be the most perverse.
The ten years of occupation. The Human(a) changed. Easily fed up, bored or sated too easily, as they sought to go to even more extremes with the two races. They did not worry about the missing ones, they knew they would fall victim sooner or later to the Fodawke. The new generation or the original, now scavenging to survive the constant onslaught by their own. Hunted by their own kind, to extinction.
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