Altered Fur State

While I'm procreating like mad the population rate has declined significantly over the past one hundred years!! Yet no one I can determine in the present has ceased to exist? I haven't been able to verify other countries like China, India and Egypt. Tricky Dick lost his first Senate race and continued as a small town lawyer after that. A true conundrum. New and very safe birth control methods "were" developed to accomplish this. The biggest threat to the planet and mankind, overpopulation, is no longer a problem. I'm really feeling guilty now as I fuck like there is no tomorrow when, in fact, I am sure I am fucking for tomorrow.

Green Alien Girl returns and says that her world is going through a dramatic change and a significant reduction in hostile behavior. This is something she acknowledged on her previous visits but that has gotten much better. Her children certainly have nothing to do with that. What is causing it? Since her Planet has no fur bearing animals she did manage to synthesize it. She has a vest of it which she always wears. She has done a remarkable job. It is much more real than our Artificial Fur. It is like real Black Fox. She said it has become quite popular with men and women and has made her wealthy. She's not quite as aggressive in her sex this time also. She responds to more tender approaches and softer fur fondling. Her climaxes are not as fast but much stronger. She's very happy this time around. Have I impregnated someone earlier in her history that has caused that or is it more complex than that? Could it be her invention of fur?

Future Girl from down the street returns for a visit and says that she found herself sitting in a chair at home in the last throws of her climax. Whoever is sending it, she gets the message. We literally pick up where we left off. She's wanting all the fur fondling she can possibly get and I climax with her many times.

"This is the only joy I have had in my life in so long I cannot remember the last. My boyfriend still will have nothing to do with me."

CHAPTER 5

Since I didn't have to work anymore having sold my Import business, I spend all my time, minus three minute gaps on occasion, in my shop inventing things which is what I always wanted to do in the first place. It's a very nice, well lit space with a grand view of the Columbia River Gorge and the Cascade Mountains.

The evening after Green Space Girl I'm working there and had taken the Alien artifacts into the shop to get a better look at them. In testing the humming stick I find the electrical current off the largest scale of my test meter. I should have been fried alive instantly with that many Amps. but it only feel like it's vibrating mildly. I'm suddenly filled with images and messages. This is THE device. This is what spoke for me? I begin to try and send my questions in reverse. No reply.

10:00PM and I am standing in an expansive, smooth open plain of hard packed fine white sand and it ain't Bonneville. Last time I counted we had one moon. There are four of different sizes, smaller and bigger than ours casting half daylight. I'm hearing voices bellowing at me but I speak, telling THEM the burning bush god thing won't fly anymore that I'm not that freaked out. Just show yourself and talk normal.

An amorphous slightly glowing form appears before me almost instantly. IT says that "we are several million years advanced from you and we/you are reseeding our/your history backward and forward from my time and place throughout our Galaxy. You have been found to have the nexus gene sequence/time/location". A simple description for my simple mind they say.

I said .. "If it doesn't include fur in the future with these women then count me out because I am rich enough I can buy all the women I can handle and they will do it in the fur." I didn't want to seem too appreciative or humbled.

IT says "Fur is one of the important elements that makes it all work."

"You've got that right but why?"

"Because we are you and know what works. There are catastrophes that need correcting to ensure our/your future."

IT is US. Pogo* all over again!!

"The changes to now have been a bit here a bit there" they said in my head.

The image of a chalk line being snapped appeared in my mind and I was told that "when all is in place the DNA/Time Line will be snapped and human history throughout our Galaxy will be forever altered, creating a new time line."

"I'm your obedient servant", I say and zap, I'm back watching the TV news. Gotta figure out how that zap thing works. Would sure solve the commute problem for folks.

Life continues after the Revelation pretty much the same as I had become accustom to. I have a steady stream of women almost daily with a larger percentage of Off Earth visitors. In fact it's twice a day sometimes. 10:00AM as well as PM. The pace is picking up. I get a Red Fox and Chinchilla spreads so as not to wear out the ones I have. Maybe things are becoming complete here on Earth?

Most of the Earth Girls are now from much further out in the future and I'm known by most of them. None are as hostile as my neighbor was. Earth girls are not necessarily easy.

I'm thinking that the first dozen or so trips were trial runs to test out the system. They were all Earth trips relatively close in time. It wasn't until Cave Girl and Green Alien Girl that time and distance got stretched and they were very close together in my time. Shortly after that I have been Zapped all over the Galaxy and Time as well.

It is more complex that that I'm sure. I got the impression, "unspoken", from IT that this is very far reaching in its complexity as well as the time and distance factors but it is contained within our Galaxy which IT has the concept of HOME planted in my head as THE sacred thing.

I'm having more frequent and longer visits with Ruth, once a week minimum and days at a time together. Again with no apparent reason other than us being together. We are both grateful and are enjoying our togetherness more and more. We are very much in love and we hope things work out somehow with us together. Sex is just part of us being together now, not the sole focus. Of all the women and all the sex just holding Ruth in my arms and kissing her is the most wonderful, sitting together and sharing our feelings and thoughts.

She has become so much a part of me that the differences in time and history doesn't seem to make much difference and certainly creates no problems in relating to each other on any level. Ruth is extremely intelligent and adaptable. We actually have some semblance of a normal life even if a bit chopped up and confined to the house. Sex with Ruth in the fur is so wonderful and she is so beautiful and nice a person. Life with her is truly emotionally complete. The woman I have dreamed of all my life and we are deeply in love.

One afternoon we're napping, lying on the couch together wrapped in the Sable and there's a deafening CRACK. I jerk awake, startled. Suddenly everything has changed. Well almost everything. Ruth and I are still nude in the Sable together and Mozart or rather Malitars is still playing, though somehow much better sound and slightly altered melodic lines.

The room has changed to a mix of very rustic yet very advanced items and gadgets that I suddenly know all the details and functions of how they work and perform. All the furs are intact, some slightly altered, as well as many of my favorite items and furniture, some slightly altered as well plus a number of new/old pieces.

Beyond that however is the sudden realization that I'm perceiving the direct thoughts of Ruth and she mine. She's surprised that I'm surprised! It's not at all uncomfortable and it's somehow "normal". We still talk with language.

"You jumped. Is something wrong?"

"I just thought I heard a loud noise. It must have been a dream."

My previous memories are still intact plus I have new "memories".

Ruth and I met at a community event three years ago and fell in love on meeting. We have lived with each other every since and we have a girl, Helen, two years old outside playing.

As Ruth gets up from our rest she slips on a fine loosely woven linen skirt that doesn't conceal much and a Red Fox ,skin out, vest of her making with her beautiful red hair falling down over her gorgeous breasts. I'm saucer eyed at her appearance and beauty.

She looks back at me, sensing my excitement over her beauty, smiling and blushes, wrapping her mind around my mind like a warm, soft kiss as she softly calls Helen inside to eat.

When we met our minds had already "found" each other so it was like a prearranged meeting full of familiarity and warmth. We were in each others arms kissing almost immediately, our minds already wrapping around each others body and were mentally caressing each other immediately. I realize that even with mind sharing that is an unusual occurrence. Most are far too reserved to be that forward to another but consciously and sub consciously we were "looking" for each other because of the disruption in History and or prior experience with each other. Ruth had no conscious knowledge of that of course but it was a subconscious drive in her psyche none-the-less. To her it was the quest for the man of her dreams, her literal dreams.

CHAPTER 6

It is 1643 (I'm using the previous Gregorian calendar) and two hundred years ago we chased the Andromeda Quasi Humanoids from the fringes of our Galaxy where they had recently invaded. They had evolved separate from us though they need the same living conditions as we do. They look like us and are physically more or less like us. They do have pointed ears and yellow eyes with a decidedly more aggressive behavior, big on exploitation of anything and anybody. Sounds vaguely familiar. We had formed the Galactic Council in 1288 shortly after we discovered and were able to use Worm Hole travel to any point in our Galaxy. A few days at most from any point to any point in modest ships. The Quasi Humanoids were encountered shortly after that. They don't have Worm hole technology and came in very advanced ships. Homo sapiens had progressed fairly uniformly throughout the Galaxy and universal peace was quickly achieved with complete technology sharing.

The Little Gray People knew about the threat long before and were abducting homo sapiens in an attempt to create a breed that could counter the threat. Right idea, wrong approach. They were responsible for the homo sapiens seeding of the Galaxy over 40,000 years ago. I suspect Cave Girl's progeny were the seeds. I sure provided her with as much as I could.

Being a totally different race/species and fundamentally paranoid they couldn't trust humans. Part of that was our own fault from our own (previous) history and temperament. They are a much older Race and have very advanced technology.

According to them there were several other failed advanced life forms that developed only to die out or self destructed in our Galaxy over the last several million years that they knew about and there were most likely others unknown. It's a big place with lots of hidden corners.

They and us were/are the only known successful species to survive and develop in that/this time.

They knew about worm holes a hundred thousand years ago but were afraid to try them. They developed very fast ships but it still takes them fifty years to traverse the Galaxy. They had simply grown stagnant and complacent.

With the CRACK the Little Gray folks were odd man out. They still don't have sufficient technology or fortitude to cope with the Quasi Humanoids and they don't have a very large population. They gave up living on planets over a hundred thousand years ago.

They no longer Abduct. It is a Galactic crime to do so under the new laws. The little gray guys have become short haul merchants since they still will not use the worm holes. They do use them by utilizing our worm hole communication devices we developed with their help. We do share some technologies with them and they with us. They are learning to behave themselves. The stories of their mental telepathy are true but they follow the new laws governing that. Their accounts of our "previous" history are now dismissed as part of their paranoid behavior.

No one else heard the CRACK except the little gray guys. They call it The Big Bang. They didn't have a clue what had happened until their very next abduction when they received a literal Mind Full from the woman they had abducted. She proceeded to ravage and rip apart the minds of everyone on the ship. They couldn't drop her off quick enough.

Their previous history as it interacted with us has ripped their History apart and has created havoc for them for sometime after/to come.? They have 316 years of history hanging out there to rewrite for themselves that has not happened for us yet .. never happened for us? Those previous abductions and several thousand years of previous history have torn up all their preconceptions and their "lost" history with its previous genetic experiments have caused a lot of damage to them. Not as much if the Quasi Humanoids had succeeded however. They would have been on the run, lost their technology and been hammered out of existence.

Negotiations continue with the Andromeda Quasi Humanoids and we are considering ways of modifying their behavior. There are probably other Humanoid types elsewhere in the Universe so it would be prudent to be prepared for the worse. Wonder what happened to Space Girl? There had to be a reason for her to have procreated way in "the future".

History was altered from the beginning of modern homo sapiens. Cave Girl, the mother of us all.

The Roman Empire did exist but it was never so powerful as to rule all the world so completely and ruthlessly. They failed to defeat the Phoenicians and war was outlawed a few years later. The East and West were fused commercially shortly thereafter. The Phoenicians were already engaged in trade with the Western Hemisphere as were the Chinese. The Chinese and Phoenicians began to meet in Panama and Ceylon ca. 100AD. That is when, within fifty years, almost all of Humanity knew it was one world. Human history progressed rapidly in science and worldwide trade from that time on. The Dark Ages didn't happen and not much of the Medieval Era.

Mind sharing began to be recognized and refined by the Egyptians in 1000BC. It already was prevalent in small groups and tribes around the world and was essentially universal by 100AD.

We began a space program by 1010.

Mind sharing is what made the Quasi Humanoids totally vulnerable as they do not possess this ability. The ability is blocked by aggressive attitudes and behavior. This was more the reason we defeated them than technology. They actually had some technological edge over us at the time. We captured much of what they had and have gone far beyond them since. We always knew where they would be and what they were up to. They have yet to figure that out.

This is also why war on Earth and elsewhere in our Galaxy became useless since "strategy" was not possible. Indeed, someone would declare a war and nobody would come. Information is power. We are just beginning to plan for unmanned probes to nearby Galaxies other than Andromeda. We have found the same sort of wormholes throughout space between Galaxies as within our Galaxy.

CHAPTER7

Ruth, Helen and I live comfortably in our very nice house in a small community of friends. A few I know from my "previous" life, though they don't know or remember either.

It is just outside of Salish (Portland, Or.) and is much like it was before Lewis, Clark and Sacagawea. There is some semblance of Urban Development but much modified from previous visions of that idea. Personal travel is by small two and four passenger fuel cell vehicles on modest paved roads kept in very good condition. Levtrains cross the continents and oceans at supersonic speeds in pressure tunnels and locally by very advanced rail systems from 50 to 1000 kilometers and travel at 250 to 500 kph.

Half of my neighbors and community are Native Indians, Orientals or mixed.

My previous skills, integrated with the new technologies, are still valuable and I'm quite productive and in demand. Ruth is still a Weaver and now Furrier as well. All her "previous" skills are totally in tact. Her Fashion items are very much in demand and she employs a small staff to produce these. Things are an interesting mix of styles and technology on a mundane and daily level with true nature conservancy and energy efficiency. We somehow found our way through or avoided most of the historic ecological travesties. Styles are remarkably familiar.

When Ruth and I met at the Community Social she was wearing a floor length gown with very simple wide scoop neck. It was A line style, dark maroon silk taffeta with long sleeves. She had a long, wide Red Fox straight shawl wrap. She said she made it from a fur spread she had since a baby.

When I saw her it was hanging over one shoulder and I was immediately weak in the knees as we were already in love. Any great designer would have laid claim to her attire. She designed and made them herself and would have been a Show stopper at any Hollywood premier, her gorgeous red hair flowing all over.

Hollywood doesn't exist in name or history, nor does LA as such. One of those ecological travesties we avoided. She wears very tailored suits on occasion to more business like functions as we would have in "previous" history.

In the fall through spring she will wear a fur jacket or coat with it. What ever she wears is stunning, very sexy and of her own creation. She is one of the leading Fashion Designers in the here and now after all.

We are very intimate at home together and we dress accordingly. Most fabrics are natural with leather and fur commonplace. When we moved in together she was ecstatic over my furs. She was still living with an extended Family in a nearby town who had adopted her. She had been found as an infant mysteriously abandoned on their doorstep wrapped in the Homespun shawl and the Red Fox throw which she still has. She moved in with me soon after our meeting. She has added considerably to the household and it is no longer my house but ours. It is in the same location and basically the same as my "previous" house and has become much warmer and comfortable through her efforts.

Her presence in my life and I in hers is total and complete. I have full and complete memory of our previous three wonderful years together even though it overlaps the "time" before this whole thing stared with my memory of previous History ... wait ... it is 1643 so what is history and what is future? Back to the future? If only Einstein were alive!!!

IT said that IT has advanced considerably since the Crack. In fact IT had ascended to a higher dimension of existence and wished to thank me for my willingness and my participation. I would not go unrewarded. I told IT that life (afterlife?) with Ruth was all the reward I would ever want or need. IT said Ruth and I would forever be together and have full knowledge of each other. IT knows these things now. The vibrating stick and changing cloth vanished with the Crack along with all the other artifacts.

Apparently I am the only one with Previous history memories which are inaccessible to others. They are useless memories and make for good "what if" fiction now. People seem to enjoy reading my Tales and adds considerably to our income. Working for a living did not become obsolete, contrary to Star Trek. My Wisdom is respected in the governing councils and I am called upon from time to time for my insights. Particularly when it comes to the little gray guys. They know I know human history as they know it and often ask for my mediation. Since they are not humanoid their minds and memory was not affected by the changes. They are trying to cut the best deal they can while I am still alive.