The nations of Morder and the New USA had each agreed to give up about 1,000 yards on each side as a no man's land between their respective borders. Behind this no man's land they each built fortified barriers with troops on guard. As there was no war, the troops major excitement on either side was the occasional smuggler in which either side might cheer (either cheering the smuggler or the other sides forces in catching said smuggler). In Morder there is a high percentage of males, especially dark evolved males to females of any type. Some say it is Morder's curse due the horror mostly visited upon women by The New World Order during WW III. The people of Morder point out that doesn't make the CURRENT people of those former territories bad and women are well treated in Morder. Morder is it seems always trying to encourage female immigration, inbound of course.
On the side of the New USA like most of the world, women were the majority of citizens. Donor women making up almost half of the women citizens. Donor women being evolved of light, needed to get rid of energy in the form of blood, flesh, life force,etc., on a regular basis. They regenerated, they had been what had compromised the major armies of the world during WW III. Because of this the New USA's guards on the border with Morder were women, donor women. As per most of the world after WW III, the number of women per man in the New USA was five women to one man. There were a lot of single women. Aggression is useful in a warrior, sexual frustration or desire useful, but ONLY to a point.
Imagine the boredom, the slight aggressive feelings, the one upmanship of the two opposing forces as they watched one another's borders day in and day out. The two nations not really enemies, not actually allies, at the very least a bit of tension might be expected. The armies being composed of opposite sexes, not to mention evolved dark Vs evolved light, symbiotic in nature but on opposing sides of a border, sexual tension doesn't begin to describe it.
Colonel Patricia Morgan was in charge of the New USA forces on the Northern border of Colorado facing Morder. Her counterpart on the Morder side was Charles Devon. As usual for the border, in addition to the normal guarding routines the two opposing forces were, well some would say they were teasing one another.
Colonel Patricia Morgan was looking through her binoculars towards the west. With the sun rising in the east, that bastard Colonel Devon of Morder would be unable to see her. None of the troops of Morder would see much with the sun in their eyes as it rose, but her women could see them, VERY well in fact. Of course that's why those bastards were doing it, damn them!
Looking through her binoculars Colonel Morgan could clearly see her opposite on the Morder side smiling blindly through the glaring sun rise at her as he did a strip tease. He'd clearly put a sign in large letters by him that said: "Hey Morgan, why don't I entertain you as I prepare for my morning shower."
Damn him she thought, I'll have to do something like this to him this evening. yes, yes, I'll do that and see what the rest of my troops have planned for THEM this evening as well. Two could play this game she thought. She continued to watch as the opposing Colonel threw off his night shirt baring his hairy chest, stripped of his night pants and clearly signed to her "Know your watching Morgan, bet you'd like this." He displayed his penis, bowed, smiled and entered his quarters to shower. She licked her lips, calming herself as she went to check on the rest of her troops.
Some of her women were whooping it up, making catcalls of "take it off, take it all off honey."
Colonel Morgan brought her women to attention "This is NOT a strip club ladies."
"No sir" said one, "but take a look at some of their new recruits," she motioned to her colonel. Colonel Morgan took a look, yep a young one, a bit shy it seemed. Some of his fellow men where pointing towards the New USA side and apparently giving him moral support. Apparently it worked, he gave them the full Monty causing cheers and applause from the women, Colonel Morgan among them.
That night: As the sun set in the west, the forces of the New USA were blinded by the setting sun, it was their turn to do a show. The men of the Morder side were watching the USA side with binoculars. Colonel Devon looked towards the quarters of his opposite, Colonel Morgan. She came out with what looked like place cards. Damn, she had one upped him in that. She placed her first card for him to see "hey Devon, enjoy the show" it said.
She proceeded to take off her army shirt, unbuttoning with undulations. Perhaps she was playing music, he wished he was closer to find out. She stripped her pants, now wearing underwear she changed place cards. The new one read "Bra or panties, what do you think should go first?" She turned smiling towards where she knew he was watching her. Colonel Devon's breathing and heart beat speed up, damn she was getting to him. She changed place cards again, the next one said: "Come on Devon, shoot up in the air once for pussy, twice for breasts." He had to restrain himself from doing just that.
With no response she flashed him a smile again, her red brown hair moved to one side as she turned to her next place card. It read: "Bet you'd like to touch me, fuck me and eat this," she promptly opened her bra to let two fine breasts pop out. She lifted her breasts for him to get a GOOD look, 30 D's, "come on over to OUR side Colonel, I'll show you a GOOD TIME!" said the place card. The next one said "Shows over, but tune into tomorrow for some BUSH."
"Oh that bitch" said Colonel Devon. Clever of her to include the offer for defection. Colonel Devon needed a good cold shower before bedding down for the night. First he'd check on the state of the rest of his troops.
"Colonel, Colonel," yelled Corporal Johnson, "you have to see this." He looked at him with sweat on his face, "their newest recruit sir, not a donor, a BUNNY woman sir!"
A Bunny woman! Damn, but Morgan was really turning up the heat. He went out to get a good look at the New USA forces newest recruit. The Bunny woman was of beautiful mixed heritage, light chocolate colored skin, with copperish curly hair, light brown eyes, large kissable lips, fine figure with nice C cup type breasts. Her bunny ears and fluffy tail matched her milk chocolate colored skin, but with pink inside the inner bunny ears, visible through his binoculars. She was smiling, waving at him and his men as they started to OOOO and AHHH.
She took out place cards, damn that Colonel Morgan had prepped her troops well this time. The first place card said "Like what you see boys?" She started doing a striptease with her bunny like ears swaying in seductive come hither movements. When down to her naked form she changed the place card, the next one said "come on boys, don't be shy, women outnumber men over here, why not come on over to OUR side and let us women really treat you right?" She jumped up and down causing her breasts to bounce then she turned to the next place card. It said:"I'm fun, sexy and um, um good to eat," she then turned to show her rump with her cottony tail above her cute ass, she wiggled her tail at them to cheers from his men. Colonel Devon found himself cheering as well. She changed to the last card: "shows over boys, unless you come on over here with us girls!"
Corporal Johnson was biting his nails in frustration, his eyes pleading to his Colonel. "Looks like we have to pull out the big guns now boys," said Colonel Devon. They wanted one upmanship, he'd show them. He made a call that night to command, he explained the situation stressing the addition of a BUNNY woman and the striptease acts. He did NOT fail to mention that the New USA's mostly women forces had now included offers of defection. It had the desired result, they told him he'd have his needed support by tomorrow morning early. The desired support would also mean that their moral support ladies would have a time of rest. They did seem a bit tired, probably to much sex, to much getting fed upon and to little sleep. They could get some much needed rest starting tomorrow. He slept much better that night, after the cold shower that is.
Early the next morning the forces of Morder received the moral support and entertainment detail. Women mostly, donor women, BUNNY women and for one upmanship - an immortal woman of everlasting light. All dressed provocatively, smiling at the troops as they disembarked but NOT before they displayed place cards to the women of the opposing forces that said: "Morder has more men then women, many of them dark evolved - watch and weep ladies." A second place card then came up: "or you can come on over and join the party!"
Colonel Morgan and her women were taking cold showers. With many curses, a few beers and much discussion they were planning THEIR next move. A call was made to the New USA from Colonel Morgan, she was calling in a few favors of her own for the New USA's version of a mostly male USO visit. Unfortunately it would take a week, meanwhile Morder would have their version of an all female version of the USO in full view of her troops. Right now she could see her opposite, Colonel Devon finishing sex with a donor women that looked suspiciously like herself. He was doing it in a spot for her to see, holding up a place card next to the smiling, waving sweat drenched woman with him that said:"Don't you wish it was YOU I was with?" He and the woman laughed as she offered him her right breast. He hungrily started nibbling on the woman's nipple. "Damn you Devon," she'd just have to deal with the frustration - for NOW anyway.
The New USA's newest recruit in camp, their Bunny woman lieutenant Peggi, was watching as the other side roasted a bunny woman. The smell of roasting flesh scenting the air as Peggi watched. The roasting bunny woman was greatly enjoying herself as she roasted. The men of Morder had put up a sign for Peggi to read, they were pointing to it as she watched. It said:"wouldn't you like us to do this with you," they were smiling at her.
"Bastards," she said, "teasing bastards," they waved to her.
One of them signed to her with his hands "Of course we'd tenderize you first with lot's and lot's of sex!"
"Oh you teasing bastards," she said with clenched teeth.
One of them then picked up a large sign, "come on over here, we REALLY like BUNNY WOMEN!!!." Worse, corporal Johnson displayed his many members with a sign "I love Bunny women too! Us immortals should stick together, come on over and I'll eat you up right." She lowered her ears quivering over her face and eyes in frustration as she went for the showers, cold showers!
For the next week the New USA forces had to watch, listen, read place cards, signs and signing. The worst was from the women of Morder. The bunny woman on Morder's side had her new physical form as had all the immortal light evolved. They had such place cards as:"Wow, bet you wished it was you last night" and "don't you wish you had two or more men of your own, these guys are single here, come on over and join us." The donor woman with the Colonel of Morder's forces had regenerated and smiled at Colonel Morgan across the no man's land. Morder's Colonel Devon held up a place card: "bet you wish it was you I was with last night?" Colonel Morgan bit her lip cursing!
A few days later: Colonel Devon's corporal Johnson came in with news on their adversaries. He held the micro ear in one hand, the line from it to his ear. Fortunately he'd turned it off. "I picked up a conversation from the USA's Colonel Morgan sir and it's further upping the ante, SIR!"
The Morder version of the USO had left, his troops feeling just fine thank you and their moral ladies had plenty of rest to be back to normal. Over on the other side he'd seen through binoculars Colonel Morgan and her gals were NOT well. He'd thought she was planning something to retaliate. That's why he had Corporal Johnson use the ear pointed directly at Colonel Morgan's quarters. "What's she got planned Corporal?"
"Sir, she has on the way a visit from David Bowman and his dark good time boys, sir."
Colonel Devon's jaw dropped. "THE entertainer, the rock star, the INFAMOUS one with all those female fans," he asked the corporal?
Corporal Johnson nodded, stringy things came out of him causing Colonel Devon to jump back. "Whoa there Corporal," the Corporal did that when he was upset sometimes.
David Bowman coming, she upped it all right. The reputation of David Bowman for music was legend, he and his band were good. The reputation on what they would do for female fans was also known. Namely, female fans never went away disappointed, the after show entertainment, especially popular with said fans. Several of the band were normal humans, some were evolved dark, their drummer was a total dark devourer, which meant the USA's bunny woman recruit would be happy, probably get herself eaten a few times, not to mention major strange sex, all those tentacle like things dark devourers had. David Bowman himself was said to be dark evolved as a sexual vampire. Most female fans wanted to find out that one for themselves. Something also told him that if David Bowman had come all this way out for a isolated regiment of lonely female troops, he and the band probably meant to stay a few days. SHIIIIIIT, well he could up that one, oh yes he could.
Bunny woman lieutenant Peggi turned off the ear and went directly to Colonel Morgan. She'd always known those classes in electronics and military intelligence would pay off one day. She told Colonel Morgan how the Morderites knew about David Bowman and His Dark Good Time Boys coming. That they were planning on inviting May Best (bring on your best foods, so bring on May Best, (that one yes) and her Happy Time women. Colonel Morgan looked stunned. "Damn him, I'll call headquarters, this is just getting worse and worse." Who knew but someone was bound to get hurt here. That's all they'd need, some international incident to bring embarrassment.
A few days later both sides apparently were expecting special guests. The men of Morder had all wore their best uniforms, showered and used after shave. They were expecting guests after all. The women of the New USA had also wore their best uniforms, showered and added a bit of scent, they were expecting guests as well. Both sides had vehicles drive up, but it wasn't what either had expected. Both vehicles had a UN stamp symbol on the sides. Out of both stepped UN officials along with officers of their respective nations. Apparently word of what was going on out here had filtered to the top. Both nations leaders had apparently decided on help from some noted specialist in Geneva, as in a mini peace conference.
Both sides were brought together by the UN officials. Colonel Morgan and Colonel Devon sat down to hear the UN officials tell them THE PLAN for getting along better. "Hey, it's not like we're actually enemies," Colonel Morgan told them.
"No, I mean oh we've some competition here, but that all," Colonel Devon added.
"That's all," said the short man with thick glasses. He read them a list of what both sides had done and how it had been escalating. It was only a matter of time till an accident had occurred. On a border between nations with major weapons, accidents are NOT advisable.
"No indeedy, don't want those people in the New USA wiping our asses all over the place," Colonel Devon smiled at his opposite.
She exhaled sharply and would probably have given him a retort but the UN man held up his hand. "That will be enough of this," he stated as if addressing children. He looked at both of them like naughty boys and girls then just as easily turned his back on them to get a report. "This is what we plan," he gave a copy of each report to both Colonel's.
Both Colonel's opened the reports, reading them over and burst out in laughter. "This, this is your plan," Colonel Morgan of the New USA managed between laughs.
Colonel Devon was almost in tears "Oh, I can see why your the BIG Peace Maker," he said laughing.
"I'm serious," he told them. Both sides top brass apparently seriously wanted them to try it as well. Apparently the man from Geneva felt the two sides needed to get to KNOW ONE ANOTHER better. He suggested social events, starting with one in which both sides would have shifts go to a social event, while another shift guarded. They were ordered to TRY IT!
They had set up a pavilion in the middle of the No Man's land between both nations border fortifications. On either side both Colonel's led a group of nervous soldiers, dressed in civvies, (the UN people had insisted), to the pavilion. Both sides governments had set up tables, drinks - punch, a band and set up a dance floor. Colonel Morgan was dressed in a dress, talk of old fashioned she thought. The UN man had insisted, it was made of something called taffeta. Colonel Devon of Morder was dressed in a monkey suit, the UN man had called it a tuxedo. Their troops and they met in the Pavilion between borders.
They were apparently supposed to socialize, to dance with one another perhaps? The UN man insisted that the two colonel's show the way. The two colonels both insisted they did NOT know how to dance, he told them to wing it. Colonel Morgan of The New USA and Colonel Devon of Morder proceeded to attempt to do something resembling a fox-trot, they'd seen it in a movie. Little by little other soldiers from both sides were trying to dance with one another.
Bunny woman lieutenant Peggi looked both ways quickly as she spiked the punch bowls. "Tease me will you tentacle boy," she went to look for corporal Johnson.
Corporal Johnson quickly took out a flask, dumping it in the punch bowls, "Let's see you tease me now Bunny woman," he laughed and went to look for Lieutenant Peggi.
Every now and then people would take a small drink of the punch and go back to dancing or talking. The tempo had seemed to become more vibrant in the party, looser the UN man thought. As the night had continued Colonel Devon of Morder had made some comment to Colonel Morgan that seemed to upset her. It resulted in her ripping off Colonel Devon's shirt.
Everything went silent as Colonel Devon of Morder looked at his now ripped shirt. "You left the undershirt on," he commented, she ripped that off him as well.
As the UN head watched Colonel Devon looked at his now bare and hairy chest, looked at Colonel Morgan, he ripped her dress off. The dress had come from the UN expense account as had the tuxedo the Colonel of Morder had been wearing. She hadn't ripped the pants off him yet....R i i i p.... She had just ripped the pants off Colonel Devon of Morder, the outfits were now a total write off.
"Lady I should fuck you to death".
"You don't have the gonads to do it Colonel".
The Moderite Colonel seemed stunned, "I take that as serious Colonel Morgan".
"Really," she jumped at him, he caught her. He walked away with her, she wasn't objecting.
A voice was distinctly heard, a Moderite solider commenting to a USA solider that "No, her toes looked perfectly yummy, did she want sex before he nibbled on them?"
This and people starting to whoop it up, yelling among other things for the bunny woman to Ride the Dark Devourer, "ride him, ride him." fifteen minutes of tentacle sex between the bunny woman and the young dark devourer was followed by the Moderites yelling for him to eat the bunny woman, "eat her, eat her."
These were some of the last few clear memories the UN head had as he took a drink of punch.
Two days later they found him up a tree flapping his arms. He claimed to be a giant bird, wanted nest material and asked if they seen a female of his species. Later, he thought he remembered both Colonel Patricia Morgan and Colonel Charles Devon leading a joint two nation search and rescue team, laughing as they removed him from the tree. Both Colonels told him they saw no reason to report the tree incident. He received rave reviews as his idea really had seemed to greatly improve relations between the two forces guarding the borders. They intended to hold regular social nights for both forces on a once a week basis.
It was noted that on the side of the New USA an increase in birth control pills had been requested. On the Morder side an increase in condoms. Both sides had made orders of condiments, books of interesting natures and dance lesson classes.
For some reason when anyone mentions the GREAT UN PEACEMAKER, soldiers on both sides still do bird calls while their fellows tend to break out in laughter. Who can say why?