The Mutant World by Darryl T. Mallard Read Free Book Online

the speechless president, Look at the size of those things! But then again, look at the rest of her!



 
    “Mama!” whispered one of President Chambers’s staff. The president gave him a blistering look and the man swallowed and looked away. Many of the foreign women were looking at the empress’s consort with equal awe. The man now wore only a loincloth and a sleeveless open vest that went past his waist. He looked like he was carved from a block of solid ebony. There was now as little of his form left for the imagination as his wife’s. However, the man still wore his veil.
    “The empress likes black men I see,” said an African American aide looking at the High Lord and his wife, jealousy dripping from her voice.
    One of the Akkadians chuckled at the disapproval in the woman’s voice. She had read about the humans of Earth and their issues with so-called “Race” in ancient history class as a child. Fortunately, mutants on Bellasaria, and even most of the humans, had done away with that stupidity long ago. Now the new stupidity was “Human” or “Metahuman”.
    “Look there,” said the mutant woman to the Earth human. A woman even darker than High Lord Talos walked up and embraced Beral III and kissed her. She was a bit taller than the empress, but her face and form were equally impressive.
    “Who is that?” asked the human aide.
    “That is the retired empress,” said the Akkadian woman, “Lady Dido, Beral III’s half-sister. I assure you, the empress has ancestors as dark as she is fair, and the same goes in reverse for many here. In fact, many of these kings and queens, despite what they look like outwardly, are related to some degree.” The American woman said nothing more on the matter.
    The president was curious about the prince though. His parents were practically naked, but he was covered almost from head to toe. The little princess from the western forest was looking daggers at the boy. She was wearing a brief white animal skin garment around her waist and aside from the animal teeth decorating it and other such jewelry…that was it! She had a head of black hair that partly covered one eye, but her face was beautiful. Her form was curvy, well-formed and (annoyingly to the Akkadian and Earth women) typically Bellasarian, meaning, more busty than average, but not excessively so. The girl looked as wild and savage as the country she came from, but several of the young and not so young men couldn’t take their eyes off her…except one. The president jumped a little as suddenly she heard a voice in her head. The amused Akkadian First Lady had telepathically begun to converse with her. President Chambers had forgotten that the Akkadians were mutants too.
    “Hmmm, a loincloth of white nameth fur, jewelry and…Do I see a hint of lipstick?!? Princess Abe went to all that trouble to pretty herself up and that boy doesn’t even notice her.” To be fair to the prince, he was so furious about having to wear those clothes that he didn’t see anything or anyone, but angrily held his peace. Finally, Princess Abe stormed up to the empress’s low table and stood over the boy defiantly with her hands on her hips. Several of the American and Akkadian men…and a woman or two looked hungrily at the girl’s figure. Her hips, thighs and everything else were very well-formed and that animal skin didn’t hide much. The prince finally noticed her and angrily stood up.
    “What?!?” growled the already annoyed, Tabba. “What do you want from me?”
    Abe said nothing, but quickly reached up and ripped the veil from the startled youth’s face. There was a shocked pause followed by pleased gasps from many of the young women in the room…and their mothers.
    “My goodness!” said President Chambers. “He is a handsome one!” A small smile appeared on Abe’s face. Then her face became serious again and she reached up and pushed up the still shocked prince’s lips exposing the boys teeth which were