Most of my life has been spent in an office. It's not very large, and its kind of funny shaped. We work for Smith Corp, owned by a woman named Jay Queen. She had been married to a Smith, years ago, but after some shady death she was left the sole owner of the entire corporation. We all lived in a utopian society, inside a large dome. We were all shielded from the outside. Some of us got to go outside during certain seasons, to harvest and help stock our supplies.
My job was working at the starch area, mixing various chemicals and starches together to create a sweetened substance that we all sustained on, mainly our offspring. Sadly my wife and I were infertile, we had tried for years but were never blessed with a child. She had the most beautiful eyes, a dark brown. She had the figure of an Amazon, truly a wonder. But we weren't mean to reproduce, and we accepted it.
She worked at the other side of the plant, designing rooms and the like for newcomers. It was a hard labour, but she was quite strong and was up to the challenge. I had always liked that about her, strong and resilient was in her nature. If we had had children....she would have been a great mother. I have asked the Gods above for a miracle, but none has happened yet. I remember when we first met, and how we both loved working with children. Sadly my side had faded away, while she still worked in housing for the children.
I had just finished my batch of sweetness when I heard a knock at my door. It was clear, and I knew it was my supervisor Adam. He walked in.
"Simon, your productivity has been astounding! You have made our sector the best in the dome! But I must ask you of something, boy. You have been here much too long. Take a vacation! You deserve it! The intern can fill you in!"
I thought about it for a few minutes. Adam twiddled with some pencils, and I made my mind up.
That night I went to a local bar and club, and danced the night away. I woke up the next morning next to my wife, her beautiful humming when she snored had always been a cute perk of her. I could not remember anything that had happened the night before. I stood up, stretched, and went to the bathroom. I washed off my face and stared.
I had grown a little paler, my yellow tint had started to fade. My blacks were grey too, and my figure was beginning to diminish. I looked back at my wife. She deserved someone who could do better, someone who could provide a child. I kissed her goodbye, and walked out of the room.
The roads were busy with traffic, people flying in front of one another and cutting people off. The untrained drive would surely be in a crash today. I went to work, and started on my next batch of sweet.
Then the intercom came on. My name was called, and to report directly to the top of the dome. I made my way up.
Awaiting at the top was the beautiful Jay, sitting atop her throne. Children circled all around her, and hundreds of males trying to impress her. I bowed before her.
"What have you, my queen?" I asked.
She gave me that stare, the stare that makes you lose track of time and place, the stare that makes you fall in love and hate someone at the same time.How?"
She looked at me and laughed. "Do you know why you have had no children?" She asked. I shook my head, "It is because you are a direct descendant of the Higher! You can only have children with the royal blood! Now come over here, and help me create another wonderful circle of life!"
The next morning I awoke next to her, exhausted. Hundreds of them were running around, screaming. My very own children! Mine!!! I smiled.
Jay opened her mouth and devoured me. I was happy.
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