The Blue Planet of Confusion – War and Peace
War, which is the nature of living things, is the means by which they develop and grow and evolve their existence. Survival of the fittest and natural selection are the unchanging truths of nature.
Peace is the desire of mankind. When wars continue for a certain period of time, it is natural for man to seek peace.
In the vast sea of stars, there are always all kinds of wars breaking out every day, and our story unfolds on a small blue confused star.
※Meridian continent is a primitive continent, in this continent inhabited by two races, one is called the Amiibo race, in this race, the woman is the honored day, all things big and small are made by the woman. Men are just tools for reproduction and slaves for physical labor. A woman is allowed to have two or more men as her “jami” (husband). The Akha, on the other hand, are the opposite of the Amipo, in that the man’s authority is supreme, and the woman, for them, is “nothing more than a thing that can give birth to a child from the womb” (from a quotation by the Akha high priest, Meporiye). Of course, as in the case of the Amipo, a man is allowed to have a plurality of women as his “tato” (i.e., wives) for the next generation.
When these two races with completely opposite customs live in the same territory, naturally, war, too, is inevitable.
Today, another battle is in full swing.
*”Are your men ready?”
With a contemptuous tone, the patriarch of the Amipo clan, Michelob, inquired about the condescending Arca patriarch, Morpheus, who was in front of him.
“Of course!” With an expression of disdain for conversation, Morpheus turned his finger and pointed behind him at the thirty young men lined up, brave and lean.
“On the contrary, it would be better for you,” said Morpheus derisively, “not to be routed again, as you were last time, in no time at all.”
“You…” said Michelob, momentarily angry and unable to speak, “You see, my men have gone through special training, and this time, they will surely beat you to death.”
“Hmph!”
“Hmph!”
The words were not enough, and the two men shrugged off their skeletal shoulders and turned back to their positions.
*”You all,” Micheloe gave a final lecture to the thirty beautiful and delicate wonderful girls standing in a row in front of her, “you, the most capable warriors of our Amiibo tribe, are our pride, I hope that in the battle in a while, you will be able to give full play to the fruits of this special training, and bring the enemy to a great defeat. Do you have any confidence?”
“Yes──” At the patriarch’s admonition, the thirty beautiful young warriors let out a neat cry.
“Good! That’s it! Meiran.”
“Present!” The beautiful female captain standing at one end of the line strides out.
“Meiran, this battle is all yours.”
“Yes!”
“Well then, go! Remember, come back alive.”
“Yes!”
* In the open space between the two clans, a large enough battlefield had been packed. Thirty men from each of the two clans came into the middle of the battlefield and stood outside the two lines on the ground. The priests of the two clans held timekeepers in their hands and observed the movement of the sun.
“Time ~ time ~ to ~. Begin!”
I saw the two parties sprinting towards each other’s camp, and one person aligned with the other… stripped off the other’s already pitifully few clothes and hugged them together.
Here, let’s first explain the rules for fighting between the two clans.
Due to the harshness of the environment, it was not easy for people to survive, so life became the most precious possession, and whichever tribe had more people in it was likely to get more food, so not harming other people’s lives became the only common iron rule between the two tribes. And in order to get more food, people… war was necessary. So the two clans established a unique way of fighting. Sex.
Every three years, each side will send out thirty people to have sex under the eyes of the two clansmen, and in the stipulated time, whichever one of the clansmen makes the other clan’s people’s physical strength completely lost, that clan is considered to be the winner; if no one of the clansmen has been completely knocked down within the stipulated time, that is to say, at the end of the time, there are still people from both sides who are still continuing to have sexual intercourse, then the side which has the largest number of people left will be judged to be the victor. The loser, on the other hand, must choose thirty excellent people from his own clan to give to the other side as the prize for winning, and from then on, these thirty people will become the other side’s forbidden domain.
For this reason, the two clans have laid down as many as 20 rules. However, most of them were similar to “no hitting each other during sex”, “no pinching each other’s penis during sex” and so on, however, one of the most important rules was placed on the last one, which was a rule that no one had ever been able to do since the battle between the two clans. This is also a rule that no side has ever been able to do since the two clans fought. That is, within the stipulated time, not only will the other side’s people be completely destroyed, but also none of our people will fall to the ground due to excessive orgasms. In this way, the victor will not only get the other side’s prize money of thirty people, but also be able to ask the other side to take back all the people who had lost to the other side in the previous three times.
It had been twenty long years since Michelob had taken over the position of patriarch at the age of fifteen due to a single victory over the other side that had given the clan a victory, in those twenty years, each side had won and lost, however, ever since nine years ago, the Akha clan, who had not known which way in the sky they had received help from the gods, had won three consecutive battles that had caused the Amipo clan to lose fully ninety of its outstanding warriors, for this, Michelob had conducted a special training in the hope of a great victory.
Okay, rules explained, now, let’s drop our eyes to the battlefield.
Only to see that on the wide battlefield, thirty pairs of men and women were tightly embracing each other, like thirty pairs of huge meat worms. See one of the pairs, the man pressed the woman tightly under his body, hands holding the woman’s towering breasts, constantly pinching, from time to time with the thumb index finger pinch the red nipple rotation, rubbing, at the same time buried his head in the woman’s arms, like a baby eating milk, holding the other nipple, greedily sucking, and from time to time to move his mouth to the woman’s ear gently slurping the earlobe.
And not to be outdone, the woman, while targeting the man’s arousal with an intensive attack, slid her hands down and took hold of the man’s huge rod and slid it up and down, occasionally spreading her legs so that the rod would rotate twice in the moist honey hole.
Then, both of them brought their lower bodies closer together at the same time, the male’s rod penetrating the female’s honey hole, while the female’s secret treasure engulfed the male’s rod. Both began to swing their lower bodies, occasionally letting out roars of passionate impatience.
At the side, another pair of men and women have already launched a fight to the death. The man relied on his thick meat stick, strong physique, the ability of long-time intercourse without ejaculation, almost no caresses at all, just pressed the woman down on the slate, lower body swinging violently, intending to capture the female side in one fell swoop. And the female, although in the burly big man’s a tree pear blossom pressure begonia like suppression as if a delicate lamb vulnerable, however, from her timely twist, not slow moaning is not difficult to find out, her back strength is long, just to deal with this Lu man in front of them.
On the other side of the room, another man and woman, and oh, it’s none other than our beautiful female captain, Mei Ran. She and the man on top of her were upside down, sucking each other’s genitals. Seeing Mei Ran holding the hairy rod in front of her with both hands, she opened her mouth wide and swallowed the rod from the glans to the root, burying her whole face into the other man’s black hair, then spitting it out again, licking the huge glans with her small tongue, and also flipping open the foreskin, licking even the small grooves inside.
Upon closer inspection, the man Mei Ran dealt with, although also physically strong, was however not as strong as the two men just now, and then looking at the whole situation, it was obvious to see that the man Mei Ran chose was the weakest of the thirty warriors on the other side.
This is the battle plan that Meiran and Michelob have worked out.
First, Mei Reng would find the man with the weakest physique, and with Mei Reng’s current strength, it would not be difficult to defeat him in a short period of time, and then find the next man, and defeat him in a two-on-one fight, and then… and so on. As this continued, it was not difficult to achieve victory. And since the warriors of the Akha clan just hugged one and went for it every time they fought, this strategy had a high hope of success.
After Mei Ran’s exquisite oral skills, the man who was trying to suck on Mei Ran’s pussy had a hard-to-endure expression on his face. He hurriedly dropped over and went mouth-to-mouth, teasing Mei Ran’s tongue as it kept flipping and flopping around in Mei Ran’s mouth. Then, plunging his rod into Mei Rend’s secret pussy, he began to drill it deeper and shallower at times.
It could not be denied that the man was indeed very skillful in his sexual intercourse techniques, however, he was now dealing with the Warrior Captain, the future next Clan Chief, and these little tricks would not work.
I saw Mei Ran suddenly thrust her lower body upwards, pressing tightly against the man’s crotch, spreading her legs from side to side, clamping down on the man’s body, and clasping her hands tightly around the man’s neck, then her small hips began to rotate, swivelling left, right, right, left, and… constantly changing direction. In a short while, the man’s body began to stiffen, then he let out a roar of defeat and his buttocks arched forward violently. He ejaculated.
Before the man could recover from the pleasure of his ejaculation, Mei Ran took hold of the man’s already shriveled down rod, took it in her mouth, and began her assault once again.
As the saying goes, “One drum makes the breath, then it fades, then it fails.” Under Mei Rend’s intensive attack, the man was completely paralyzed and lay on the ground, only able to gasp for air. The referees on both sides hurriedly carried the man out of the battlefield.
After dealing with one person, Mei Ran couldn’t rest in time and wandered around. Only to see a pair of men and women at the edge of the battlefield, the man’s offense suddenly accelerated, while the woman changed from the original leisurely to nervous, open mouth spit out a moan after a moan, obviously about to climax.
Things were so critical that Mei Ran couldn’t catch her breath and rushed over to the woman who was about to lose, grabbing the attacking man in her arms and giving him a long, passionate mouth-to-mouth kiss while pulling his rod out of the persistently moaning woman and, with three twists and turns, plunging it into her own body.
The rules state that the person who has defeated a person has the right to join another pair who is having sex with him/her at any time.
Under the cooperation of the two women, the originally formidable man quickly lost the battle and ejaculated his semen into Mei Ran’s pussy, and then the woman, who was able to catch her breath due to the assistance from the other side, started the battle again. Soon, there was another body in the battlefield whose strength had been drained.
The battle thus entered a lopsided situation.
From two to four, from four to eight, the women who received a helping hand, one by one, were relieved, while the men, one by one, were defeated and kept being sent out of the battlefield.
Now, on the entire battlefield, there was only one man left who was still holding out. And the women, miraculously, were actually not missing a single one, of course, this was the result of collective operation.
To be honest, the remaining man’s sexual prowess was really impressive. Although it was said that after a long time of lovemaking, the physical strength of the women could not support it anymore, but to be able to send a woman to a place close to orgasm very quickly after penetrating her body was also very impressive, especially since he himself had gone through a long period of sexual intercourse, and to be able to support it up to this point without ejaculating all the time, was really very impressive.
But there is strength in numbers, and under the siege of thirty women, Sa’rdeh, the leader of the Akha combat team and the only remaining male on the battlefield, finally let out a groan of exhaustion, signaling the onset of defeat.
The sun and shadows moved closer and closer to the line drawn on the ground. The time was coming for the battle to end. The cheers of the clans on both sides of the line grew louder and louder.
“Sa’ad! Hold on! You can’t lose at this point!” The 13th priest of the Akha clan, Murlichigan, forgot his identity as a priest, and left his usual solemnity and steadiness completely behind, shouting at the top of his lungs. Now, he had no more demands for victory, but only wanted Sa’ade to survive this last period of time, so that the Amiibo tribe would not be considered a complete victory. Otherwise, if “they”, the lowly women in the eyes of the Murlichigan (and in the eyes of all the Akha men), were to win, not only would they have to lose 30 excellent young men, but they would also have to send back all the loot they had gained over the past nine years. This was most ungrateful to them.
However the form was stronger than the man. Just as the sun and shadows were about to move to the line representing the end, Sa’ad let out a long roar and ejaculated inside a woman.
The sun and shadow covered the finish line as Sa’ad went completely limp.
The Amiibo women all jumped up and celebrated their great victory. What a marvelous victory it was, a complete victory that no side had achieved in three hundred years, and it had come to them.
*”Don’t get too goddamned excited! We’ll win it all back in the next battle!” After handing over the spoils of war, Morpheus, the leader of the Akha Clan, who had a heart of gold in his heart, swore this oath.
“I’ll be waiting for you.” Taking a magnanimous stance, Mikaelo answered the defeated enemy in this way with a relaxed tone.
The clansmen of the two tribes each returned to their own territory.
The sun is setting.
And so it was that a day on the continent of Merryland began in war and ended in peace.
Blue Confused Star, had another great day.
（Maybe we’ll do it again.)
Perhaps because the movie impressed me so much, I always unconsciously gave a lead into the original plot when conceptualizing the next writing of VirtualRealLife, so much so that I was delayed in proceeding to the third chapter. And while thinking about it, an idea flashed in my mind, and I jotted it down in passing, and it became this “Blue Bewilderment Chronicle”, which I hope someone will find okay to read. (^_^)