IMPERIUM

BY CHRISTOPHER TOILKIEN

[ part 1 ]

The Solarian Empire controlled a million inhabited planets and was still hungry for more.

Once a confederation of aliens had been stupid enough to kidnap and use humanity as warrior slaves or Janissaries as the human warriors called themselves. But the humans soon got tired of dying for someone else and turned on their kidnappers. Those races are now extinct and their commonwealth forms the home worlds of the Solarian Empire.

The humans really were better at the art of war than any other race. They found to their dismay as their own soldiers turned on them.

Gigantic exploration vessels hundreds of miles long jumped directly from star system to star system. Infesting likely planets with solarian life forms for later colonisation. Those worlds with sentient life forms who were unwise enough to turn down an invitation to be come part of the empire were marked down as targets for the ruthless Solarian war machine.

But it was too costly for these leviathans to visit every system even with instantaneous jumps between stars. So adventurous humans in much smaller craft were sent on ahead to reconnoitre and report back on suitable planets.

Eight years old Jennie looked out her window at the planet her parents survey craft was orbiting. She had been born on one of those star systems exploring leviathans and considered space her natural environment.

“No gawking out the window until your homework is done.” Came her mother’s voice over their ship intercom. “We will loose status points if you flunk your exams when we return home.”

“Yes mom.” The little girl replied turning back to the teaching console.

The Solarian Empire insisted each of its younger citizens be given the opportunity to attain the highest education their brains we capable of taking them. Humanity was spread thin here on the fringes of the empire and able planetary administrators or military commanders of the empire machine warriors were getting hard to find. Most humans becoming complacent with the status quo and the soft lifestyle with aliens doing all the hard work.

“This planet checks out as earth comparable in all respects.” Came her mother’s happy voice over the intercom. “And if you are a really good girl we will let you outside when we make planet fall.”

“Thanks mom.” Jennie replied. “ But I think I will pass.”

Jennie was still not comfortable without a metal roof over her head. The core of the Leviathans maybe one huge two mile diameter tube. But even though trees and lakes filled the outer curved walls and gravity enabled you to walk completely around and come back to the same place. You could climb the hills, swim in the lakes or run in the fields but Jennie knew it was only soil planted over plasta steel.

Just as Jennie finished her schoolwork she felt the recon ship change direction and looking out her window to find it had slipped into the planets atmosphere. Hovering over the chosen landing zone its rear weaponry fired downward, sterilising the planets surface right down to the bedrock. Creating a safe area for the humans to land and walk about in.

“Your parents require your presence on the planets surface Miss Jennie.” The security robot informed her sometime later.

Jennie looked up from her desk at the solidly built war robot with its skeletal head and body. Most human eight-year-olds would have fled screaming in abject terror from this heavily armed killing machine.

But little Jennie knew it was programmed to protect her and her family from any harm. Her parents having earned their exploration position after serving in the military arm of the empire.

Jennie eventually made it to the deployed ramp. But not until she had stopped in the kitchen for some nourishment and the solarium to smell the earth born roses her mom cultivated.

“Were are my parents?” She inquired of the war machine guarding the bottom of the ramp.

“Gone off in the skimmer. Mistress Jennie.” It replied without even looking down.

"I will be ever so happy to have someone to talk to when we return home." Jennie thought to her self. "My parents only leave the bridge for meals and these big ugly war are not programmed for interaction with a little girl."

The planetary surface had been burnt right down to the bedrock as usual and a ring of warrior stood just inside it. Keeping everything out and little Jennie in.

She remembered once some elephant sized aliens had tried to over run their position. But had been no match for their weapons backed up by robotic heavy weapons mounted on skimmers.

Jennie wandered around for a bit, but soon got bored. The sky above was a nice light blue, filled with white clouds and a gentle breeze moved her shoulder length blond hair. Jennie had been told she was a pretty little girl. But she had spent most of her last few years away from others her own age and missed some one to play with.

War weren’t any good for playing on anyway. She had even climbed up on one once, in order to have a better view of the planet they had been on. And received a spanking across her fathers knee for "a breach of security protocol."

Whatever that was.

He had made her polish it until the stupid hunk of metal had shone.

Then her mom had its rest station moved into her bedroom for a whole year. Jennie could still see in her mind, its red eyes watching her every move.

But eventually she got used to it, as all children do to familiar objects. And it did not even bother her if it saw her nude. Actually in the end it became sort of a game as she did a little girl striptease in front of it every day just before bed or bath time. It was back with the rest of the hundred killer in the armoury now and she could no longer tell which one it had been.

Suddenly she saw a slim tendril brake through a crack in the rock near a landing strut and she wandered over to investigate. It was on the opposite side of the ship from the landing ramp and out of that guard’s range of vision.

She walked over and knelt down right beside were it had broken surface. It appeared to be able to sense her presence as it turned and extended it self towards her. It fascinated her by first developing a bud then as it blossoming into a pink flower right in front of her eyes.

Suddenly she felt other tendrils wrapping themselves around her limbs and one wrapping itself around her head, a suddenly blossoming soft leaf stifling any screams. Her body was lifted up horizontal to the ground while the first tendril snaked up her legs. The flower had sharp claw like edges on it and quickly shredded her jump suit from around her loins.

“NOOOO!!!!!!” Came from Jennies muffled lips. But the outer rim of robotic guards did not hear her cries.

The flower petals closed back up and she screamed as it forced itself right up into her body along the tight opening it had found between her legs. As it moved itself in and out, little Jennie’s pretten female mind grew confused with both pain and pleasure input.Her breath came in short spurts and her blood pounded in her ears.

Then she felt something being discharged inside her as the tendrils holding her limbs slackened their grips and gently lowered her sweating body back onto the scorched earth below the ship hull. The flowered tendril withdrew, its petals covered in her juice. Once more the flower blossomed. This time showering Jennies face with fine yellow pollen.

Sometime later Jennie awoke to find one of the guardian standing over her.

"Your parents have returned and are looking for you." It informed the little girl. "Please return to your room and prepare yourself for liftoff in five minutes."

A startled Jennie swiftly rose and followed the war machine around the ship and up the ramp inside. A draft up between her legs made her look down and she discovered she must have torn her jump suit at the crotch.

The circle of robotic guardians retreated into the ship behind her, the ramp withdrew and the ship rose on a column of fire.

"How long had she lay there and why had none of the protected her from the now vanished roots?" Jennie wondered as she made her way back to her compartment. She knew her mother would punish her for her torn clothing, but struggled to remember just how exactly it had occured. And then with a gasp, the memory came flooding back. She looked down to see a green slime dripping down between her legs and rushed into her showerstall to wash herself off before her mom saw it.

The spores from the planet life form controlling sentient vegetation multiplied in the moist warmth of little Jennie’s vagina and quickly moved throughout her by means of her bodies internal nourishment system.

First it would control the young one, then the two adults and maybe eventually spread to anyone else they came into contact with. For aeons it had controlled every living thing on the planet. Its spores being passed from mother to her child through her own life nourishing blood as it grew in her birthing channel.

But after that first expansion it became confused. There where no connections leading to higher body functions nor was there a flesh heart for it to wrap controlling tendrils around.

Now it felt tiny metallic creatures attacking its component cells from all sides. Its last collective thoughts were it had been tricked into revealing itself far too early when this tiny bipedal creature had been offered up. But it was actually only a thing of metal wrapped in living flesh.

“I think that stupid planet tried to poke something up my femy, mommy.” Little Jennie informed her mom over the intercom when she arrived back at her room. .

Until now she had been relatively unaware of the parts of her body that distinguished her as a human female. Her mother’s only instructions up to now concerned with how to keep them clean in her ion shower stall.

“Yes I know dear.” Her mother replied “But you should not worry as you father and I will take care of it in about ten seconds.”

“Reformation weapon launched.” Her father’s voice came over the intercom.

Jennie looked out of her window as the weapon impacted on the planet surface forming a gigantic mushroom cloud reach high up into the upper limits of atmosphere before expanding outward in a rolling wave.

“Gotcha!” She said, turning back to her teaching console.

From her advanced planetary survey service lessons. She knew the weapon would destroy everything on the surface of the planet right down to the lower bedrock and reform it into Solarian life forms.

In a hundred years a completely earth like planet would be ready to greet here fellow humans. Untold millions of them currently hibernating in deep sleep aboard their colonisation ships. Already on route from the severely over crowded inner worlds of the Solarian Empire.

Up in the bridge two human appearing machines looked at each other from their positions in the command chairs that they had actually never left.

“We owe the girl a special treat when we return to the exploration mother ship.” The one who appeared to be a human female noted.

“Maybe we should acquire a little sister for her to instruct in order to keep her busy.” The one who appeared to be a human male replied.

“As long as it is not one of those little girls cloned for the warrior cast to play with.” She replied. “ I do not want my daughter to learn about sex from a bio-construct pleasure slave.”

"Yes dear." Came the reluctant voice of the human male appearing one. His wife had seen through his plot to acquire a little preteen sex slave in an instant and vetoed it.

We really are exact copies of the humans that used to do this. He thought to himself. Right down to the gender conflicts.