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- Story Listed as: Fiction For Adults
- Theme: Science Fiction
- Subject: Inspirational / Uplifting
- Published: 02/18/2021
The Breeders
Born 1960, F, from San Antonio Texas, United StatesMy name is Alyssa. This is the name given to me by the Keepers. I was born into a large Breeding Colony. Yes you read that right. I was born into a Breeding Colony. When I was two days old I was taken to the surgical wing of the Hospital and my vocal cords were severed. It is the belief of the keepers that we Breeders will be more easily controlled if we cannot speak. In this belief we cannot organize ourselves to have an uprising. Education is not allowed for the Breeders. “For the educated Breeder may understand the language of the spoken word and may be discontent and breed discontent among the other Breeders.”
When I was two years old the Woman who bore me gave birth to another child. This was a Boy. Something was wrong with him. He could neither see nor hear. The Keepers decided he was useless and took him out of my Mothers arms. I have never seen what some call emotion. But my Mother grasped at the boy. Two Men pushed her back. A Man with a Gun hit her and forced her back. He said something like “Watch your step Breeder or you’ll be sent to the Processing Plant along with this useless Offspring of yours." What is a Processing Plant? It is the place they send children born with major deformities, any Breeder who may seem discontent, or Men or Women who no longer can produce Offspring. In this Plant they are processed as food. This food is sent to the Elite Keepers. Sometimes it is sent to Breeding Colonies. Others are fed to the cattle, sheep or goats.
I stayed with the Woman who bore me until I reached the age of five. At this age some children are sent to work farms. They tend the crops or they tend to the multitude of cattle, sheep, goats or other farm animals used for milk, food, or skins to keep the Normals and the Breeders warm. What are the Normals? The Normals are the Humans that are allowed to live independently of the Keepers. They own homes, are allowed to own or run business’s, run the Farms, and can speak the Human language.
It was decided that I would be sent to a Normals home. At this house there was a Master, a Mistress and a Ten-year old son named Stephen. My duties included cooking, cleaning, scrubbing the floors or whatever the Mistress assigned me. I dutifully did my chores for seven years. When I reached the age of twelve I came into my Womanhood. The Mistress took me to a Doctor who examined me. I could only understand some of the words he spoke to her. I am only allowed to spend a few moments each day with the Normals mostly for instruction for my chores of the day. He cautioned her not to interfere with her Husband’s attempts to impregnate me.
That very night the Master of the House came to my sleeping quarters. He said something, which I did not understand. He mated with me. The mating was harsh and over quickly. If I had the emotion to cry I would have. It hurt so very much. I now understand why the Woman who bore me sometimes resisted mating. I suspect this Woman has been sent to a Processing Plant.
The Master mates with me often. It still hurts and is over quickly. But unknown to the Master and Mistress the Seventeen-year old Stephen comes to my sleeping quarters to mate with me also. His Eyes are kind and brown. He is gentle with his mating and it takes longer. He speaks words to me I do not understand. Words such as “Love” “Care’ and “I want to be with you forever”. I truly don’t understand the Normals. The Mistress seems angry with me. She sometimes pushes me down for no reason. She calls me “Whore” “Slut” and “Concubine.” The Master never looks at me or speaks to me. If I understood the emotion of embarrassment I would say the Master has this. The son Stephen sometimes brings what he calls special treats to my sleeping quarters. He lets me eat these before the mating. The special treat I like the best is what he calls Ice Cream.
Upon arising one Morn to do my assigned chores for the day I felt uneasiness in my stomach. I rushed to my bathroom area and threw up. The Mistress heard this and for the first time didn’t seem angry with me.
She took me to the same Doctor who had examined me when I first came into Womanhood. He told her, “Yes indeed she is with child.” My Mistress smiled the biggest smile I Have ever seen upon her face. She said, “Now this Whore will be sent back to the Breeding Colony and I will be rid of her.”
Upon hearing that I was with child Stephen became upset. He brought me to The Master and Mistress and begged. “Let me take her as my wife. I can raise this child to be my own and He or She can be a Normal like us.” The Master was angry. “Stephen you know it is against the Law for a Normal to Marry a Breeder, they are ignorant stupid Animals and are only good for producing more Animals for breeding or working the jobs we don’t want to do!”
Stephen continued to argue with the Master. The Master would hear none of it and sent Stephen away to the Military. I was soon sent to another Breeding Colony to await the arrival of my Offspring.
In eight months I gave birth to a Boy. The Keepers named him Benjamin but to me he will always be Benjamin Stephen. I only got to hold him for a few minutes. The Nurse took him from me and said. “He is going to live with a Family.” I did not understand why he was not allowed to stay with me like I did with the Woman who bore me.
After my son was born I was returned to the Breeding Colony. I was paired with a Male named Robert who they said was strong and capable. Our mating is not as harsh as The Masters was but not as gentle as it was with Stephen. I often wonder where my Son is and whom he is with. I also wonder if Stephen has found a Normal to mate with. Does he say the word Love to her?
Two years after my Son was born I gave birth to a Daughter. The keepers severed her vocal cords as they did with me. They gave her the name of Rebecca. They told me she would stay with me until she is five years of age. I don’t know how I feel. I feel warmness in myself when I hold her. Is this the word “Love” Stephen used with me?
One year later I again gave birth with my Male mate Robert. This was a difficult birth. I had heavy vaginal bleeding. The Doctors were unsure if I could give birth again. This child was a Son. The keepers gave him the name of Scott. I was told he too would stay with me until he is five years old. I have the same feelings of warmth with Scott as I do with Rebecca. Is this Love?
It has now been three years since I gave birth. The Keepers are sending me to a Doctor to see if anything is wrong. I have a feeling of dread. If I can no longer produce Offspring I will be sent to the Processing Plant. The Doctor who examined me told my Keeper. “She has heavy vaginal scarring and it would be difficult for her to carry a child to term. The keeper had a grim look upon his face.
He returned me to the Breeding Colony but does not return me to my home or to my children. They are discussing my future. One of the Men comes out to the yard where I am and tries to put shackles on me. I pull my arm away and speak the word. “No!” He is taken aback. “Breeder what did you say to me?” I step back and say, “NO I will not go with you.” The other keepers have heard me speak, they rush to capture me but something is holding them back, like a force field or something. One of keepers holds a gun and fires but it is absorbed into this force field.
I began to rise above the ground. It is as if I am levitating. I am able to clear the massive walls and barbed wire that encloses our Breeding Colony. I know not where I am going or how to get there but I am sailing through the air like the Birds that I have heard about.
The Military is following me wherever I go. Large birds are following me. They are made of metal and are controlled by Men or Women. I believe these are called Airplanes or Combat Aircraft. These Aircraft are shooting bombs at me. But they are unable to harm me.
I come across a large body of water. I have seen small ponds but this water has only one shore. It is moving in a strange manner. It splashes against the shore making a lovely whooshing sound. I am drawn to this peacefulness. I land on the shore and walk into this water. I put my hand into this water and bring it to my mouth. It tastes very salty. I am mesmerized by this unending tranquility.
The Soldiers have followed me to this tranquil water. One of the Soldiers puts down his weapon and comes to the edge of this tranquil water. He begins to undress. Another Soldier is yelling at him to get his ass back to the formation. He does not pay heed. He is down to his underwear and slowly approaches me. He extends his hand to me. Do I dare take it? Is this a scheme to capture me? Something pulls me to him. I take his hand. I look into his kind brown eyes. I say “You are My Stephen!”
He says “Alyssa I have found you. I always knew you were special.” One of the Soldiers fires upon Stephen and hits him. I place my hand upon his wound. When I withdraw it the wound is gone and the bleeding has stopped. The Soldiers scream retreat. I think they are afraid I may turn and fire upon them.
I do not understand what is happening to me. How I can fly through the air. How I am able to speak or how I was able to heal Stephen. I hold Stephen close in my arms. We both lift into the sky. He asks, “Where are we going?” I say I know not where but when we find it we will know.”
We find a small deserted Island. No other Humans are here. Being in the Military Stephen knows how to make a small lean-to shed. We learn to live off the land, and the fish the Sea provides. We build a small House to shelter us.
In two years I give birth to a girl. I ask, “Is it alright to name her Stephanie to honor her Father?” Stephen says "only if Her middle name is Alyssa.” Soon after Stephanie is born I discover I can fly undetected into the Mainlands.
Stephen shares with me, "I was afraid to tell you before, but I believe the Boy you gave birth to is living as a normal with my Parents. At first I am angry but I soon realize I can fly to his parents home and bring our Son home. We try this. We find our Son Benjamen who is now Ten years old. He is scared and unsure if he wants to come with us. We tell him if he ever changes his mind he can contact me mentally. He gives me a strange look. He says, "Sometimes I can tell what people are thinking. My Mother punishes me when I tell her this. Maybe your are my real Mother." We leave Benjamen home with his Normal Parents but within two months he contacts me to tell me he wants to live with us. We are overjoyed and bring him to our Island.
Stephen and I fly into the Breeding Colonies and take one Female and one Male Breeder to our Island. I am able to restore language to them. Stephen educates them in reading, writing, and arithmetic.
Stephen and I have made these trips dozens of times. The Male and Females we bring to our Island are told they are free to live as they wish. Our population has grown to the hundreds.
One of the Children born on this Island has chosen the name Utopia for our little Island.
Who knows, one day we may actually became a Utopia, where all are free and no one will ever be known as a Breeder again.
The Breeders(Shirley Smothers)
My name is Alyssa. This is the name given to me by the Keepers. I was born into a large Breeding Colony. Yes you read that right. I was born into a Breeding Colony. When I was two days old I was taken to the surgical wing of the Hospital and my vocal cords were severed. It is the belief of the keepers that we Breeders will be more easily controlled if we cannot speak. In this belief we cannot organize ourselves to have an uprising. Education is not allowed for the Breeders. “For the educated Breeder may understand the language of the spoken word and may be discontent and breed discontent among the other Breeders.”
When I was two years old the Woman who bore me gave birth to another child. This was a Boy. Something was wrong with him. He could neither see nor hear. The Keepers decided he was useless and took him out of my Mothers arms. I have never seen what some call emotion. But my Mother grasped at the boy. Two Men pushed her back. A Man with a Gun hit her and forced her back. He said something like “Watch your step Breeder or you’ll be sent to the Processing Plant along with this useless Offspring of yours." What is a Processing Plant? It is the place they send children born with major deformities, any Breeder who may seem discontent, or Men or Women who no longer can produce Offspring. In this Plant they are processed as food. This food is sent to the Elite Keepers. Sometimes it is sent to Breeding Colonies. Others are fed to the cattle, sheep or goats.
I stayed with the Woman who bore me until I reached the age of five. At this age some children are sent to work farms. They tend the crops or they tend to the multitude of cattle, sheep, goats or other farm animals used for milk, food, or skins to keep the Normals and the Breeders warm. What are the Normals? The Normals are the Humans that are allowed to live independently of the Keepers. They own homes, are allowed to own or run business’s, run the Farms, and can speak the Human language.
It was decided that I would be sent to a Normals home. At this house there was a Master, a Mistress and a Ten-year old son named Stephen. My duties included cooking, cleaning, scrubbing the floors or whatever the Mistress assigned me. I dutifully did my chores for seven years. When I reached the age of twelve I came into my Womanhood. The Mistress took me to a Doctor who examined me. I could only understand some of the words he spoke to her. I am only allowed to spend a few moments each day with the Normals mostly for instruction for my chores of the day. He cautioned her not to interfere with her Husband’s attempts to impregnate me.
That very night the Master of the House came to my sleeping quarters. He said something, which I did not understand. He mated with me. The mating was harsh and over quickly. If I had the emotion to cry I would have. It hurt so very much. I now understand why the Woman who bore me sometimes resisted mating. I suspect this Woman has been sent to a Processing Plant.
The Master mates with me often. It still hurts and is over quickly. But unknown to the Master and Mistress the Seventeen-year old Stephen comes to my sleeping quarters to mate with me also. His Eyes are kind and brown. He is gentle with his mating and it takes longer. He speaks words to me I do not understand. Words such as “Love” “Care’ and “I want to be with you forever”. I truly don’t understand the Normals. The Mistress seems angry with me. She sometimes pushes me down for no reason. She calls me “Whore” “Slut” and “Concubine.” The Master never looks at me or speaks to me. If I understood the emotion of embarrassment I would say the Master has this. The son Stephen sometimes brings what he calls special treats to my sleeping quarters. He lets me eat these before the mating. The special treat I like the best is what he calls Ice Cream.
Upon arising one Morn to do my assigned chores for the day I felt uneasiness in my stomach. I rushed to my bathroom area and threw up. The Mistress heard this and for the first time didn’t seem angry with me.
She took me to the same Doctor who had examined me when I first came into Womanhood. He told her, “Yes indeed she is with child.” My Mistress smiled the biggest smile I Have ever seen upon her face. She said, “Now this Whore will be sent back to the Breeding Colony and I will be rid of her.”
Upon hearing that I was with child Stephen became upset. He brought me to The Master and Mistress and begged. “Let me take her as my wife. I can raise this child to be my own and He or She can be a Normal like us.” The Master was angry. “Stephen you know it is against the Law for a Normal to Marry a Breeder, they are ignorant stupid Animals and are only good for producing more Animals for breeding or working the jobs we don’t want to do!”
Stephen continued to argue with the Master. The Master would hear none of it and sent Stephen away to the Military. I was soon sent to another Breeding Colony to await the arrival of my Offspring.
In eight months I gave birth to a Boy. The Keepers named him Benjamin but to me he will always be Benjamin Stephen. I only got to hold him for a few minutes. The Nurse took him from me and said. “He is going to live with a Family.” I did not understand why he was not allowed to stay with me like I did with the Woman who bore me.
After my son was born I was returned to the Breeding Colony. I was paired with a Male named Robert who they said was strong and capable. Our mating is not as harsh as The Masters was but not as gentle as it was with Stephen. I often wonder where my Son is and whom he is with. I also wonder if Stephen has found a Normal to mate with. Does he say the word Love to her?
Two years after my Son was born I gave birth to a Daughter. The keepers severed her vocal cords as they did with me. They gave her the name of Rebecca. They told me she would stay with me until she is five years of age. I don’t know how I feel. I feel warmness in myself when I hold her. Is this the word “Love” Stephen used with me?
One year later I again gave birth with my Male mate Robert. This was a difficult birth. I had heavy vaginal bleeding. The Doctors were unsure if I could give birth again. This child was a Son. The keepers gave him the name of Scott. I was told he too would stay with me until he is five years old. I have the same feelings of warmth with Scott as I do with Rebecca. Is this Love?
It has now been three years since I gave birth. The Keepers are sending me to a Doctor to see if anything is wrong. I have a feeling of dread. If I can no longer produce Offspring I will be sent to the Processing Plant. The Doctor who examined me told my Keeper. “She has heavy vaginal scarring and it would be difficult for her to carry a child to term. The keeper had a grim look upon his face.
He returned me to the Breeding Colony but does not return me to my home or to my children. They are discussing my future. One of the Men comes out to the yard where I am and tries to put shackles on me. I pull my arm away and speak the word. “No!” He is taken aback. “Breeder what did you say to me?” I step back and say, “NO I will not go with you.” The other keepers have heard me speak, they rush to capture me but something is holding them back, like a force field or something. One of keepers holds a gun and fires but it is absorbed into this force field.
I began to rise above the ground. It is as if I am levitating. I am able to clear the massive walls and barbed wire that encloses our Breeding Colony. I know not where I am going or how to get there but I am sailing through the air like the Birds that I have heard about.
The Military is following me wherever I go. Large birds are following me. They are made of metal and are controlled by Men or Women. I believe these are called Airplanes or Combat Aircraft. These Aircraft are shooting bombs at me. But they are unable to harm me.
I come across a large body of water. I have seen small ponds but this water has only one shore. It is moving in a strange manner. It splashes against the shore making a lovely whooshing sound. I am drawn to this peacefulness. I land on the shore and walk into this water. I put my hand into this water and bring it to my mouth. It tastes very salty. I am mesmerized by this unending tranquility.
The Soldiers have followed me to this tranquil water. One of the Soldiers puts down his weapon and comes to the edge of this tranquil water. He begins to undress. Another Soldier is yelling at him to get his ass back to the formation. He does not pay heed. He is down to his underwear and slowly approaches me. He extends his hand to me. Do I dare take it? Is this a scheme to capture me? Something pulls me to him. I take his hand. I look into his kind brown eyes. I say “You are My Stephen!”
He says “Alyssa I have found you. I always knew you were special.” One of the Soldiers fires upon Stephen and hits him. I place my hand upon his wound. When I withdraw it the wound is gone and the bleeding has stopped. The Soldiers scream retreat. I think they are afraid I may turn and fire upon them.
I do not understand what is happening to me. How I can fly through the air. How I am able to speak or how I was able to heal Stephen. I hold Stephen close in my arms. We both lift into the sky. He asks, “Where are we going?” I say I know not where but when we find it we will know.”
We find a small deserted Island. No other Humans are here. Being in the Military Stephen knows how to make a small lean-to shed. We learn to live off the land, and the fish the Sea provides. We build a small House to shelter us.
In two years I give birth to a girl. I ask, “Is it alright to name her Stephanie to honor her Father?” Stephen says "only if Her middle name is Alyssa.” Soon after Stephanie is born I discover I can fly undetected into the Mainlands.
Stephen shares with me, "I was afraid to tell you before, but I believe the Boy you gave birth to is living as a normal with my Parents. At first I am angry but I soon realize I can fly to his parents home and bring our Son home. We try this. We find our Son Benjamen who is now Ten years old. He is scared and unsure if he wants to come with us. We tell him if he ever changes his mind he can contact me mentally. He gives me a strange look. He says, "Sometimes I can tell what people are thinking. My Mother punishes me when I tell her this. Maybe your are my real Mother." We leave Benjamen home with his Normal Parents but within two months he contacts me to tell me he wants to live with us. We are overjoyed and bring him to our Island.
Stephen and I fly into the Breeding Colonies and take one Female and one Male Breeder to our Island. I am able to restore language to them. Stephen educates them in reading, writing, and arithmetic.
Stephen and I have made these trips dozens of times. The Male and Females we bring to our Island are told they are free to live as they wish. Our population has grown to the hundreds.
One of the Children born on this Island has chosen the name Utopia for our little Island.
Who knows, one day we may actually became a Utopia, where all are free and no one will ever be known as a Breeder again.
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JD
06/22/2021This story was hard for me to stomach. It reminded me of the Handmaiden's Tale, only worse, and I couldn't stomach that story either. I watched part of the first episode and had enough. But I did read your story through to the end. While the special powers which emerged were a bit too far fetched (I thought they had died and become angels), I did enjoy it that there was a more uplifting end to what seemed like a horror story to me. So thank you for that, Shirley. I feel better now.
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Shirley Smothers
06/23/2021Thank you for your honesty. I felt this might be a little controversial. The character Alyssa is only 12 when she is forcibably raped. But unfortunately this has happened in the past. Slave girls were not considered people and the owners could do what they wished with them. In this sad story of the future the breeder race is only for producing more more breeders or workers. I am glad you found this hard to stomach. Let's hope it stays a tale of fiction.
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