From: OneSickPuppy@HotMail.com   
      
   King of the Rebits (A Commodities saga)   
      
   By Loki925 (Sci-fi, M/g+)   
      
   Part 1, The Ratoo:   
      
   My name is Kre Zat, former owner of Recondition Inc. I now own a very   
   large Rebit settlement. I don't know why no one ever thought of farming,   
   or should I call it raising Rabbits. Rabbits are the very early   
   offspring of Rebit girls. Rebits are white fur-covered bipedal   
   creatures. The average height of an adult female Rebit is 4' 4" and they   
   weigh approximately 100 lbs.   
      
   An average healthy female will normally have a litter of four Rabbits   
   every six standard months for two standard years. At that time I sell   
   the worn out females to Ratoo.   
      
   The litter of a healthy female Rebit will always be three females and   
   one male. I send the inferior males to Ratoo, keeping only the finest   
   males for procreation. With my selective breeding program I now have the   
   finest Rebits and Rabbits in the universe. There is of course new   
   competition, but they do not have the capital I have to run a proper   
   breeding program.   
      
   I have 300 employees, all Unkoins. With their three sex organs they are   
   perfectly suited for this work. There is no way this you can raise   
   Rebits and Rabbits without having over-sexed Unkoins around. Why, I have   
   seen a single Unko service 50 horny 4 standard- year-old Rebit girls in   
   a single day.   
      
   Rebits are a docile race with very low IQs which makes them easy to   
   exploit. All you have to do is feed them, give them plenty of clean   
   water, provide them with proper shelter and sanitation, and you have a   
   happy bunch of Rebits. I have even learned their simple language.   
      
   My sexual taste is for three summers Rebit girls. Ah! Here comes my new   
   Rebit girl, she has the finest white fur.   
      
   I speak to her in her language, "Car!" (Which means carrot)   
      
   She answers, "Happy."   
      
   With her tiny feet she pitter-patters her way onto my large lap. She   
   sure is a cutie, but she has no idea what she is about to pay for that   
   carrot.   
      
   Her small soft, little, white fur legs are wide open just above my lower   
   organ, which I now call a cock. I know it is a vulgar word but every one   
   is using it these days. She snuggles against my large taunt red belly.   
   She is so soft my cock starts to rise. I look at her smiling face as she   
   munches on her sweet carrot.   
      
   I keep my eyes glued to hers. I put my one hand around her small frame.   
   I lift her up and she giggles. I put the head of my very large cock   
   against her small Rebit sex organ. May as well call it a cunt, common   
   vulgar word for a female's sex. I watch her tiny green eyes and drive my   
   large cock into her small cunt.   
      
   Her eyes bulge. She screeches, "Hurt! Hurt! Hurt!"   
      
   I do love this part. Her small face is so contorted.   
      
   "Hurt! Hurt!"   
      
   I show her no mercy. She is a commodity, and I own her. I drive her   
   small body up and down my large cock.   
      
   "Hurt! Hurt! Hurt!"   
      
   She tries to struggle, but she has no chance of escaping my strong grip.   
      
   "Hurt! Hurt!" She finally drops her sweet carrot. I feel her cunt giving   
   way to my brutal assault.   
      
   "Hurt!" I can see her eyes changing. She is shocked.   
      
   "Hap---py?"   
      
   I have her now. At this point I have two choices. One, drive the last   
   half of my cock into her, killing her of course. Two, let her cum.   
      
   She is worth too much to simply kill, so I continue using her and let   
   her cum for the very first time.   
      
   "Happy! Happy! Happy!" My cum tears into her small cunt. She looks at me   
   with very strange eyes.   
      
   My cock shrinks and as it fall out of her small cunt, there is an   
   audible 'POP'.   
      
   Her face is so precious, she has no idea what to think. I give her   
   another sweet carrot and say, "Ne Da?" (Ne Da---next day)   
      
   She pauses for some time before answering "K."   
      
   I will use her for a few standard days then put her back on the farm.   
   When she is 4 summers old and full-grown, I will put her on the standard   
   monthly galactic cargo ship with other Rebits and Rabbits going to Ratoo.   
      
   She won't be worth as much an 11 standard month old Rabbit, but she will   
   still fetch a good price.   
      
   My galactic phone rings. I pick it up and say, "Hello, Kre Zat Rebit farm."   
      
   "Kre. This is Dek Dak."   
      
   "Hi Dek, how are things at the old plant?"   
      
   "We need you to come back and help us with the 'Fuck me' unit."   
      
   "No."   
      
   "Not even for 200 million credits?"   
      
   "Not even for 200 billion credits. Send her to Ratoo. She will fetch a   
   fair price.   
      
   "Do it for an old friend then."   
      
   "What is she, sixteen now?"   
      
   "Four standard months shy."   
      
   "At seventeen she will be worthless."   
      
   "The man said he did not care."   
      
   "Crap! You know he can't keep her past seventeen."   
      
   "Please, for me."   
      
   "No. Send her to Ratoo while you still have a chance."   
      
   I hang up the phone. It rings again. I press a button on the phone. It   
   sends the following message, "Call harassment is illegal. Please do not   
   call again. Your number has been recorded."   
      
   An hour later I call a commodities broker. I tell him if a platinum   
   blond sixteen-year-old Earth girl commodity comes up for sale I wish to   
   proffer a bid of 2 million credits for the right one.   
      
   He was shocked at that but recorded my offer. I sent him a signed   
   standard disclaimer form. If the Earth girl commodity comes up for sale,   
   I will get a holographic picture before any purchase.   
      
   If I get her, I will send her to Ratoo. It is said that the advanced   
   race of rats that live on Ratoo eat young girls raw. It is probably   
   true; I never knew or heard of any female commodity that returned from   
   Ratoo. But whatever happens to her on Ratoo, It will destroy any mating   
   instinct that I may still have for the girl. I really must get her out   
   of my system.   
      
   I check my orders for Rebits and Rabbits and find for the second   
   standard month in a row, the planet Ratoo has purchased my entire months   
   supply of Rebits and Rabbits. I see no cause for concern. They do pay   
   top credits for them.   
      
   I hear the 'Beep' of my orbital defense system. While the risk of a   
   pirate attack is very small, one cannot be too cautious. Pirates used to   
   be a huge problem until the Galactic Council formed the Space Corps. The   
   new Corps destroyed all but one of the pirate bases. The last base is   
   believed to be somewhere in the sensor blind zone of the Corbit system.   
   The Corbit system is an uncharted and unstable system of about 500   
   planets. It is indeed a good place to hide a pirate base.   
      
   Most trade ships take other tracks well away from the Corbit system, but   
   there are still a few unwise captains, who in order to save a few   
   standard hours plot a foolish course near the Corbit system.   
      
   The defense system clears the ship as friendly. The ship is a Mercury   
   messenger ship. I wonder who is using the super secure, super fast   
   Mercury messengers to contact me. I go to my spaceport and wait. I do   
   not have to wait long. In a matter of a few standard minutes the ship   
      
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