Fantasy The People Makers

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The Story of Benny Johnson​

No one was quite sure why Benny Johnson was at the Space Station. If the Federationistas had wanted to select the most able, physically and mentally fit people, Benny would hardly have been at the top of the list. Actually, he would have been closer to the bottom. Benny was a big, bulky man, six foot five and over 250 pounds, big and strong. But Benny was also simple. It astounded everyone who met him that Benny had actually been chosen to be there.

Benny's obsession was Rustabunnies. During the day he had worked at the Happy Fun Equality Senior Center with Vernon, his Main Man. But the evenings belonged to Rustabunny, the children's cartoon about mutant rabbits. Benny had seen each one of the 94 episodes between 212 and 217 times ( he kept a log and counted). When he arrived on the Station, he was inconsolable. Gone was his predictable, steady workday at the Happy Fun Equality Senior Center. Gone was Vernon, his Main Man, and Eduardo, the burly chef who told him what to do with hand gestures in the kitchen because Eduardo didn't speak English very well. But most importantly gone was his access to the 94 episodes of Rustabunny. Ship could reproduce the image of Rustabunnies, which populated his quarters, but obviously could not reproduce old episodes of the show which had been lost over 500 years ago when the Earth had been utterly destroyed by Galactic Temperature Change.

Ship tried to produce new episodes of Rustabunnies but while the form of the episodes were correct even Benny could see that the substance was all off. Instead of slapstick adventures where the Rustabunnies fought with Silent Fox or climbed Mystery Mountain, Ship produced stories of the Rustabunnies shopping for food, going to work in a government office, and voting for the most progressive messages on social media. It just wasn't the same.

With Ship's help, Benny had decorated his room with three dimensional representations of the Rustabunnies, Red, Yellow, Pink, Blue, Orange, Brown, Black, White, and of course Mace Windu Purple. But they were silent things, just staring into space.

And so Benny sat with the guys every day in the lounge in Oregon, or Bermuda, or Algeria. Benny liked Oregon the best because it reminded him of the Haunted Forest where few Rustabunnies dared to go, filled with mystery and action and adventure. He sat with the guys but mostly was lost in the daydreams of his own adventures. He was vaguely aware that the men and the women were excited about doing something, or trying to do something, but he wasn't exactly sure what. Benny suspected, though, that it had a lot to do with the Special Hugging that Aunt Clara told him not to do before she Went Away.

Marisol Colon was stuck in a rut. She had partnered with three men, Hamilton Jurgens, Chuck Boyle, and Conner Trineer and scored lower with each one than the last: 540, 510, and 490. She firmly believed the rumor that people didn't simply die at random of rapid cellular degeneration from the cryogenic preservation process, but rather that the Federationistas got rid of anyone who was not useful to them.

And Marisol with her low scores was not particularly useful.

As she sat in Oregon she scanned the crowd of available men, thinking who might be advantageous to partner with. The problem is that no man in their right mind would want to partner with a low scoring woman like her.

And then her eyes fell on a man who definitely wasn't in his right mind.

Benny.

No one had partnered with Benny for obvious reasons. Who wanted to partner with a retarded man? But the more Marisol thought about it, the more the idea about Benny made sense to her.

"What about Benny?" she said suddenly.

Jessica Fromm laughed. "What about him?"

"Has anyone ever partnered with Benny?"

"Why would they?" The girls all laughed.

"No, I mean it," said Marisol.

"Mary, the boy's a simpleton," said Emma Bently. "He's retarded. What kind of future human race are you going to make with that?" She pointed at him. Benny, sitting halfway across the room, did not notice.

"Think about it," said Marisol. "None of us have succeeded with the other men. What was the problem? These men, they are so full of themselves, so full of piss and vinegar. That can affect a whole host of scoring down the line like Community and Standard of Living. Now, you take a man like Benny, he's simple, yes, but he's also very humble, he has no ego."

'Then why don't you partner with him, dear?" Jessica said, as the others laughed.

"I think I will," said Marisol, getting up from the table.

"Hey good looking, watcha doin'?" said Craig, grabbing his crotch as Marisol sauntered over to them. "Come for some real cockmeat?"

"Hello Craig," said Marisol.

"Hi Marisol," said Donnie Burch.

"Hey," said Ardis McDuff.

"Hello there," said Gavin Ansom politely.

Haggis O'Leary simply glared at her. But Haggis tended to glare at most people.

"How you doing, Benny?" said Marisol.

Benny was staring out into space, living a large Rustabunny adventure in his mind, his lips moving soundlessly and his eyes were wide.

"Benny? Benny!" she snapped her fingers in front of his face. That did it.

He blinked and said, "Huh? Huh? What?"

Ardis laughed.

"How are you, Benny?"

Benny paused, and scratched his head.

"Benny?"

"What?"

"How are you?"

"I don't know." He scratched harder.

"What does that mean?"

"I don't know." No one had ever talked to him before, certainly not a girl, certainly not a girl with large big floppy things. Benny had been trained not to stare at large floppy things but in this case it was unavoidable.

Marisol heard the laughter all around her and she pulled Benny up by the hand. "Come Benny. Let's talk."

"What are you going to talk about?" Craig Cobin asked. "The weather?"

"The geopolitical situation in New New Africa?"

"Bernstein's critique of Cosmic String Theory?"

Everyone laughed, except Haggis and Abner Dune.

"Come, Benny." She led him away like a balloon on a string.

She sat him down at an empty table some distance away. She was aware that all eyes were on them but that couldn't be helped.

"How you been, Benny?"

"I don't know," said Benny anxiously.

"I want to get to know you better," said Marisol. Benny trembled as she stroked his hand.

"Really?"

"Yes. Benny, have you ever considered partnering with anyone?"

"Partnering?" Benny frowned. "Is that like in Rustabunnies, where the Blue and Pink Rustabunnies partner to trick the Silent Wolf?"

"Kind of," said Marisol, with an easy smile. "I was thinking you and I could partner together. Would you like that?"

"I don't know," said Benny. "Do you want to play a trick on the Silent Wolf?"

"Yes, Benny. We can play a trick on the Silent Wolf. And we can do many other things." She leaned forward and pressed her lips against his. Oregon erupted with the sounds of laughter and a roar of approval.

When she pulled back, Benny's eyes were wide. "Did you like that, Benny?"

Benny nodded.

"Would you like to do more of that with me, Benny?"

Benny nodded again. "You... Do you want to give me the Special Hug?"

Marisol's smile became predatory. "Yes, Benny. The Special Hug."

"I don't know." Benny's fingers started to play against each other rapidly. "Aunt Clara said I wasn't to do the Special Hug."

"Why not, Benny?" she said, running her fingers up his arm. Her touch was electric.

"She said... she said that I was a Goodman, and a Goodman didn't do such things, that it wasn't nice to do that to girls."

"Oh, but it is, Benny." She boldly got up and sat down on his lap. He was trembling now. She kissed him again. "It is very nice to do to girls, to the right girl. Do you want to do that to me?"

Benny nodded. Marisol could feel the lump his pants. "Then come with me, Benny. Let's go back to your place and do some special hugging."

There was another roar of excitement and even cheering and clapping as Marisol led Benny by the hand out of Oregon.

"Give it to her, Benny! Pound her pussy real good!" Craig cried, even as he laughed hysterically.

Marisol supposed she shouldn't have been surprised when they got to Benny's quarters and saw cartoon images of mutated bunnies of all different colors, hundreds of them dotting the endless landscape.

He is a grown man but has the mind of a moron.

But she barely paused as she worked her way around the Pink Rustabunny and the Brown Rustabunny to make her way to Benny's bed. She started working on his clothes and her own between kisses. Benny was grinning like a fool which made her feel even more uncomfortable. But as she pulled off his white jumpsuit she had to admit he has a nice body.

Big, strong, naturally muscular, easily over six foot five. Marisol removed her own jumpsuit, causing her large Spanishy titties to come out.

Benny gave a cry.

"What is it?"

"Your big floppy things!" he exclaimed. Then he actually started to salivate. "Can I... can I touch them?"

Marisol smiled. "Of course, Benny!"

Benny reached out and cautiously squeezed them as if they were bombs which might go off at any moment. "So soft... so warm...." he marveled. Then he started squeezing them more and more firmly until Marisol winced.

"That's enough, Benny," she said.

"I can't touch your big floppy things anymore?" he whined, like a petulant child.

"Later," she said. "I have something even better in mind." Then she hugged him tightly, pressing her big floppy things against his chest. Benny groaned as she kissed him. She rubbed her furry pubis against him. He was already erect. Marisol looked down. Benny was huge. She had a vague sense of worry and excitement about the size of him.

Benny was excited and worried as well. "This special hugging... Aunt Clara said I shouldn't do it."

"No, Benny, she just wanted you to wait until you were ready for it," said Marisol, kissing and rubbing against him passionately.

"She did? How do you know that?"

"She told me," said Marisol, the lie coming easily to her lips as she hugged the giant's body.

"Before or after?"

"What?"

"Did Aunt Clara tell you this before or after she Went Away?"

"Both, Benny," Marisol assured him.

"Oh." Benny was still considering the implications of this when Marisol pulled him down to the bed. At first she tried to position Benny on top of her but his enormous body weight crushed her.

"Ow! Get off me, Benny!"

Benny pulled back. "Did I do something wrong?"

"No," said Marisol, rapidly rubbing circulation back into her arms.

"Did I give you the special hug the right way?"

"Of course," Marisol assured him.

"All right." Benny went to pick up his clothes.

"What are you doing?"

"Getting dressed. We finished, haven't we?"

"Not by a long shot!" she growled, pushing him back onto the bed. This time she was on top, mounting him. She raised his erection and gulped. It was huge.

Marisol summoned her courage. She had to do this. If she didn't, the Federationistas who were watching ( they were always watching) might think that she and Benny were not compatible.

And so, taking a deep breath, she inserted him inside her. She gasped and gasped again as her insides expanded to to accommodate his turgid rod. But thousands of years of evolution graced women with vaginas which were as flexible as their moods, and before long Marisol was bouncing up and down on his shaft even as Benny's eyes were wide with wonder.

"Your big floppy things! They're moving all over the place!" Benny cried.

"Yes, Benny, they are," said Marisol.

"Oh... oh... oh....."

"You like this, Benny?" She tried to smile.

"Yes! This feels so good! Even better than watching the Rustabunny Season 3 Premiere!"

"I'm glad," said Marisol, giving a pained smile. In truth, she wasn't really in pain, she had adjusted to the size. It was just there was nothing erotic about this for her, nothing at all.

But the Federationistas were watching....

As she bounced up and down on Benny's massive shaft, she really did get the feeling of being watched. She looked around and saw the Pink Rustabunny staring at her. And the Blue one behind her. And the Brown one to the left. They were all staring at her.

Fuck them!

Benny moaned beneath her. "Oooh! I... I.... what was your name again?"

"Marisol," said Marisol.

"Marisol, I feel like I'm going to explode! I feel like I'm going to pee inside of you! Is that all right?"

"All right? It's better than all right!"

Benny's eyes were wide with fright. "But... but... if I pee inside of you, how will you get it out?"

"What?"

"How ( gasp) will you get it out of you?"

"I'll wash really good, Benny!"

"Oooh!" Benny cried. "Ooooooh!" His body stiffened, he gave several wild pants, and Marisol felt the vibration of a deep throbbing within her. And then it was over.

"How was he?" Jessica gave a sly grin.

"In-fucking-credible," said Marisol, in a rock-sure voice coated with honey.

It was the next morning in Bermuda. All the girls were circled around her like a flock of hens.

Marisol gave them all the details. The only parts she made up were parts of how good it felt. She had to do it, not just for the Federationistas but also to save face. Women who had mocked her only a day ago were now looking envious.

"He's big, really big. It was like making love to a shetland pony," she said.

"Did you feed him a carrot afterwards?" Jessica Fromm asked. The girls laughed.

"We're going to see Bessie today, and right after that Graylor."

"Do you really think the Federationistas will approve this?" Susan Shinn asked.

"Of course."

"I peed inside of her!"

Everyone at the men's table laughed and laughed and laughed.

"Say it again, Benny!" said Ardis McDuff.

"I just did!"

"Say it again, Benny! Please!" Dickie Weymouth pleaded.

"I... I peed inside of her!"

Everyone laughed hysterically, even Abner Dune. Even Haggis O'Leary had a tiny smile on his lips.

"Did you, did you wipe yourself after you peed inside of her?" Craig Cobin asked. "That's the gentlemanly thing to do."

"No," said Benny. "Do you think she'll be angry with me?"

"No Benny. I think she really likes your pee," said Craig.

"I think so too!" said Benny. "We're going to a meeting in a little bit. Then we're going to play a trick on Silent Wolf!"

"Silent Wolf?"

"Silent Wolf is one of the biggest enemies of the Rustabunnies!"

Marisol appeared behind him.

"Hey there, my lovely sperm receptacle," said Craig.

"It's not your sperm that's inside me, little boy," said Marisol.

"So I hear," said Craig. "Did he spray you like a firehose?"

"Jealous?"

"In every way," said Craig. "I'd take you now, but I don't usually do sloppy seconds. Let me know when you've dried out in there."

"You'll be the first to know." She turned to Benny. "Ready to go, Benny?"

"We're going to play a trick on Silent Wolf?"

"You bet." She led him away by the hand.

"True love blooms even here," Haggis observed.

"The two of you?" The First One had trouble believing her ears.

"Yes," said Marisol. She took Benny's hand, in case there was still any confusion. "Benny, and me."

Bessie frowned. "Marisol, are you sure....."

"I want Benny and Benny wants me," she said firmly.

"But Benny is...."

"Special. Very special," she said, just as strongly.

Bessie turned to Benny. "Benny, you want to partner with Marisol?"

"Uh huh."

"Why?"

"To play a trick on Silent Wolf."

"It's just a figure of speech," said Marisol. "Benny is as committed to the partnering as I am. We consummated last night." She gave Bessie a knowing look.

"Did you?" Bessie would have loved to see that. "I think I'll pass this decision on to Graylor without a recommendation. He can judge the strength of your commitment."

"You want to partner... with him," said Graylor.

"Yes," said Marisol. The lizard man was in charge of making the ultimate decision. He was the one who needed to be convinced. "Think about it. We've all tried partnering with brave men, bold men, strong men, but what about the humble men? What about the shy men? A society needs followers as well as leaders, men who will go along and get along. It's never been tried, Graylor."

"But-"

"It's never been tried," Marisol repeated. "What have you got to lose?"

Graylor hissed with his forked tongue. He stared at their gene plates and shook his head. Finally he said, "All right."

The results came back almost immediately, as they always did. The AI system of grading gave an E5 for Community, the highest score; an E5 for population growth, the highest score, an E5 for Art, the highest score, and an E3 for Technology, Standard of Living, and Emotionality & Self Awareness. Over all the partnering had yielded a score of 700.

700!

700 was almost unheard of. Only a handful of Test Subjects had ever scored above 700. 700 was only a hundred points away from a passing score which would end the Experiment.

And Marisol had gotten a 700 with Benny. She jumped up and down, yelling hysterically, hugging and kissing him.

"Did we do it? Did we do it?" Benny asked.

"Do what?" said Graylor.

"Did we play a trick on the Silent Wolf?"

"Yes, Benny," said Marisol. "We played the biggest trick in the world."

Marisol was given a heroine's welcome at the girl's table in Algeria.

"You go, girl!" said Susan Shinn, hugging her tightly and messing up her hair.

"I didn't think you had it in you!" said Michelle Rendler, kissing her on the cheek.

"Tell us, dear, how did you do it? Which genes of his did you suppress?" Kathy Hicks asked.

"None of them," said Marisol.

"None of them?"

In truth Marisol had been so focused on just getting Benny across the finish line and persuading Bessie and Graylor to permit the bonding that she hadn't really focused on specialized options.

"So an even mix of his genes... and your genes....."

"Yep," said Marisol. "But now that we've gotten a 700, we're going to try to replicate it again. I'm sure we can do even better."

"I'm sure you can," said Laura Giancomo. "Best of luck, dear."

"You're not celebrating."

Haggis turned around to see Marla Rutlidge standing there. "Should I be?"

"You should be happy for Benny," she said. "It's very rare for someone to get a score of 700 here."

"I wouldn't know."

"I think you would," said Marla. "I've been watching you, Haggis O'Leary, the only person on the Station who doesn't recall his life on Earth."

"I recall it well enough," said Haggis. "Just missing a few details."

"Uh huh," said Marla. She sauntered over to him, and traced her fingertips over his arm. "Do you know anyone else who got a score of 700 recently?"

"No one who comes to mind," said Haggis, looking this way and that, averting contact with her eyes.

"That's funny. Because I heard Marion Kelly bragging to one of the girls that she got a 700 score with you just three days ago."

"You know how girls exaggerate," said Haggis.

"No one seemed to believe her because everyone knows you dropped her, and if you really did get a 700 score you'd be busy trying to replicate it or get it even higher, wouldn't you?"

"That would make sense, if you are a participant in this Experiment."

"But you haven't been, have you?" She looked into his eyes as she rubbed his arm. "You've been here exactly two months and you've partnered with exactly two women, each one month apart."

"Have I?"

"Yes."

"You're very observant," said Haggis.

"No more so than the Federationistas, who see that you're playing the game most reluctantly, doing the bare minimum you think they would expect from you."

"An interesting theory," said Haggis.

"Then why don't you do it with me?" said Marla.

"What?"

"Partner with me, when your next time comes, a month from now." She looked up at him earnestly.

"I'm sorry, I can't." He plucked her hand off of him.

"Why? Are you afraid our score might be too low?"

"No, just the opposite," said Haggis. "I'm afraid our score might be too high." And then he turned and walked away.

Marla watched him go, crossing one leg over the other as she put a finger in the corner of her mouth.

"Are you going to do it again, Benny?" Survey Service Captain Michael Taylor asked.

"I don't know," Benny shrugged. "I guess so."

"You should be careful," said Taylor.

"What do you mean?" Benny asked.

"What were you promised for your cooperation?"

"My cooperation?"

"Why were you doing this?"

"Well." Benny tried to concentrate. "At first it was just to touch her big floppy things. And then it was to pee inside of her. It felt so good! Does it always feel so good?"

"Yeah. Especially if your balls are really full," Craig sniggered.

"But after that, Benny. What were you promised after that?" Taylor asked.

Benny thought a moment. "Oh. That we would do a trick on Silent Wolf."

"And did you?"

Benny twirled his fingers nervously. "I... I suppose...."

"Did you see a trick being played on Silent Wolf?"

"Not... not exactly."

"There was no trick. She fooled you."

"She fooled me! Why would she do that?"

"Because she wanted you to pee inside of her. All the girls want you to pee inside of them," said Taylor. "Look."

A swarm of women were heading over to their table.

"Benny!" Jessica Fromm cried.

"Benny, talk to me!" said Marion Kelly.

"Benny, let's go somewhere together!" said Susan Shinn.

"Benny, can I have a minute!" Michelle Rendler asked.

"No, leave Benny alone!" said Marisol. "He's with me!"

"No I'm not!" said Benny.

"What?"

"You promised me we would do a trick on Silent Wolf! Well, I didn't see any trick!"

"But Benny-" she reached out to touch him.

"Leave me alone! All of you, leave me be!" he got up and left as the women wailed and cried his name.

Taylor felt predatory eyes on him. "Something interests you, Haggis?"

"You seemed most supportive of Benny pairing with Marisol earlier," said Haggis. "But now that he improbably scored a 700, you're singing a different tune."

"I just don't like to see the boy used like that. He's simple, and easily manipulated."

"That he is," said Haggis, getting up abruptly.

Benny was panting as he entered his room and closed the door. Assada and Jessica, the youngest, had chased after him. He didn't want anything to do with them. All he knew he that he had been tricked, somehow and that something bad-

"Hello, Benny."

Benny's eyes went wide as he saw Laura Giancomo lying on her back on his bed, completely nude. Her heavy breasts and blonde pubic triangle was the subject of his sudden desire.

"What... what are you doing here?'

"I'm waiting for you, Benny." She spread her legs. The thick red lips of her pee hole aroused Benny to no end, reminding him of how he had peed inside of Marisol just the day before.

"For me?"

"That's right," she said. She had an amused look on her face. "Come here, Benny."

He took a few steps closer.

"Closer. Closer. I won't bite."

Benny moved closer until he was standing before her.

Laura ran a hand over her heavy breasts. "Benny, would you like to touch my big floppy things?"

Benny nodded.

"Then touch them, Benny. Touch them and feel how floppy they are in your wonderful hands."

Benny reached out and squeezed them gently. He groaned as he felt a tingling in his pants and his pee rod instantly started to get hard.

"That's right, play with them," she smiled. She spread her legs again. "Would you like to pee inside of me, Benny?"

Benny looked at her red, fleshy pee hole. "Yes."

"Then let's do it, Benny. Pee in me. Give me all the pee you've got."

She got up and embraced him and kissed him passionately. Then she proceeded to undress him.

This time Benny was on top. Laura had to grab and aim his member to affect his entry, but before long he was thrusting inside of her.

"Golly!" said Benny. "Golly golly golly!"

"Golly indeed, Benny," said Laura, giving a smirk. "Was it like this when you were with Marisol?"

Benny nodded. "But her floppy things were longer. Yours are wider!"

"Which do you like better, Benny?"

Benny tried to think even as the head of his penis was being roughly stimulated. "Wider!" He started gasping and panting like a racehorse.

"Are you getting ready to pee inside of me, Benny?"

Benny nodded, gasping louder now.

"Pee away!" She smiled gleefully at him.

Pee away. Laura was so sexy! Not only did she have blonde hair and big breasts, not only was she very understanding about Benny's desire to pee inside of her, she was actually eager to make it happen! Benny gasped again as he felt himself release inside of her. "Aaaaaah!" he said, as he felt his balls spurt his pee inside her in a most satisfying way. Then he collapsed on top of her.

"Ow, you're crushing me!" Laura wiggled around him so they were lying side by side. She rubbed his ass affectionately. "Was that good for you, Benny?"

Benny nodded. "After peeing in Marisol yesterday and you today, I don't think I'll have to pee again for a long while!"

"Oh, Benny, you'll always want to pee inside a girl," she said, rubbing his ass rhythmically. "It's just what nature intended." She licked her lips. "Now Benny, you're going to partner with me tomorrow, aren't you?"

"Partner?" Benny frowned.

"Yes, we'll go to Bessie and Graylor and-"

"No!" said Benny. "Marisol lied to me. She said if I partnered with her that we would play a trick on Silent Wolf. That never happened."

Laura paused. "That's true, Benny. Partnering has nothing to do with fooling Silent Wolf."

"That's what I thought! Everyone thinks I'm dumb but I'm smart, very smart!"

"The smartest," Laura said solemnly, still rubbing his ass. "Benny, what do you want more than anything, anything in the world?"

Benny didn't have to think. The answer came immediately. "New episodes of Rustabunny. Not like the one the walls make. Good ones!"

"Precisely," said Laura. "Benny, I can't guarantee anything, but if we try, try really hard and partner together, and do really really well, we can get those new episodes of Rustabunny."

"Really?

"Yes."

"With the Blue and the Pink and the Brown ones?"

"Not just the Blue and the Pink and the Brown ones. All of them, Benny, even the Orange ones."

Benny was dumbstruck. The Orange Rustabunnies only appeared in a small handful of episodes. "All right."​