“Hey there, Gabby,” greeted a scrawny teenager as his black dragon flew alongside the moped. “It’s been a while.”
“Nice to see you, Hiccup,” Gabby replied. “These are my grandkids, Emily and Ethan. I’m showing them the history of predators, so I thought I’d pay a stop at history’s most famous Viking.”
Hiccup rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment. “Aw, thanks. That’s nice to hear. Only, I wish you could have shown the kids something more eventful. This isn’t even the main English army. It’s just a small contingent guarding this village, which we’re only raiding for supplies. Like they say, the only ones with bigger appetites than a Viking is a dragon, ey, bud?” Hiccup said while patting his dragon’s side.
“B-but why are you doing this?” Emily asked in horror.
“Because we can,” Hiccup replied matter-of-factly. “We’re the strongest, so it’s only right that we dominate the weak.”
“These attitudes were pervasive across most early pred cultures,” Gabby explained. “They took what they wanted, and no one could stop them.”
“B-but that’s horrible. It’s like Karinne, only a million times worse.”
Gabby nodded. “True. However, even good things never start perfectly. They take time to change, adapt, and set the foundations for modern civilization.”
“Oh, is that Gabby?” asked a blonde Viking with a person-filled belly as she rode in on her spikey dragon. “How ya been, ya old slut?”
“Not bad.” Gabby faced her grandkids as they fearfully clung to the moped’s back. “Kids, this is Astrid, Hiccup’s future wife. And based on the year, I’d wager that’s your slave in there?” she asked and pointed at the blonde teen’s gut.
Astrid grinned and slapped her stomach, causing the person inside to whimper and wiggle.
“Even from the start, preds knew that prey were good for more than eating,” Gabby explained to the twins. “Raids like these picked up people for food, but also slaves. Sex slaves, to be specific.”
“Yup. This sow in my pussy is Edna, Hiccup’s broodmare,” Astrid helpfully informed her friend’s grandkids. “That means we’re breeding her like livestock. Most of her kids will just be more slaves and snacks. However, the strongest will get the chance to prove themselves as honorary Vikings.”
“So, you just rape her and eat her children?” Ethan summarized. “Don’t you care at all how much you’re hurting her?”
Astrid rolled her eyes. “Ugh, you sound like Hiccup.”
“To be fair, Edna’s actually into it,” Hiccup added to the kids’ shock. “It’s true. She was hesitant at first. However, once she accepted that a prey’s place is between a predator’s legs or in our stomachs, she came to love her fate. She’s already on her second pregnancy and can’t wait to start nursing it from inside Astrid’s ass.”
“Like I promised,” the blonde added.
Ethan and Emily were gobsmacked.
“Edna is what people today would call a pet,” Gabby lectured. “And while treatment at this time may seem harsh by our standards, more modern pets are just as happy, if not more so. Predators might seem vicious. However, they’re all secret snuggle bugs who love looking after their prey.” Gabby fanned herself. “Oh, it’s a good thing there’s a breeze this high up. I can’t stop thinking about my time with Atilla the Hun.”
“Grandma, you… what!?” Emily demanded.
“Hey, grandma gets around. You’d have figured that out if you paid better attention,” Gabby deadpanned. “Anyway, we’re off to our next location. So long, Hiccup. Good luck in Scotland. You’re gonna need it.”
“Wait, what?”
But Gabby had disappeared before Hiccup could get the words out.
When the moped emerged from the time stream once more, the sight below was strikingly different. The land was more hilly, the dragons were fewer, and it looked like the Vikings on the ground were… retreating? Gabby landed the moped near the battlefield, but far enough that stray weapons weren’t likely to reach.
“At this time, most predators had concentrated into tribes, effectively becoming ethnic groups. However, a growing number of preds integrated with prey tribes. While they were a minority, they were usually rulers, even gods in more ancient times, or at least had prominent positions in society. Take her, for example.” Gabby indicated a woman with fiery red hair who downed a dragon with a single arrow, only to instantly slurp up the rider. “Queen Merida of Scotland. She famously united with the Loud clan and repelled the Viking invasion, which was a turning point for all of Europe. You see, it became clear that the only thing that could beat a pred was another pred. So, prey nations started hiring pred mercenaries, many of which eventually integrated as part of the ruling class. Merida was a pred who loved her people, and the fact that most of them were preys didn’t make her love them any less.”
“B-but preds just swallow, and rape preys without a second thought,” Ethan argued. “How can you call that love?”
Suddenly, the fierce redhead turned her deadly gaze onto the out-of-place trio, and all anger evaporated. “Gabby! Good ta see ya.”
“Same to you, Merida. Say, could you show my grandkids an example of pred love?”
Merida beamed. “Most definitely. Here, let’s go to mah weddin’ night.” She snapped her fingers, and the group appeared in a dimly lit stone chamber. Everyone’s attention immediately fell on the opulent bed, where four people were going at it like rabbits. “Those are mah husbands and mah wife,” Merida introduced. “There weren’t any good pred guys that tickled mah fancy. Plus, Ah wanted ta set an example fer mah people. Even if preds are on top, that doesn’t mean we can’t stand side by side.”
The foursome on the bed had really gotten rowdy. The husbands included an older man and a teenager, while the wife looked roughly the twins’ age. Merida straddled the older husband’s pelvis and screamed like a bitch in heat as she bounced on his cock. Meanwhile, the young girl sat on the older man’s face and hugged her face against Merida’s chest, while the teen boy had slipped up to his waist between the queen’s lips. Unlike the Vikings’ victims, this young man’s face was twisted in pleasure rather than fear. The twins’ cheeks flushed from the lewd scene, but they had no desire to look away. This was nothing they hadn’t seen on TV a million times, especially in kids’ programming. However, it was still a stark difference between how these four got along vs. the Viking conquest.
“Ah loved all three spouses,” Merida continued. “Mah husbands knocked me up loads, ‘n’ mah wife…” She snapped her fingers, and the scene changed to a picturesque forest with a castle in the background. A dozen kids of varying ages ran around in spirited play. Merida and her older-looking queen were bare-breasted as they fed several kids, yet the queen pursed her lips when more kids flocked to the wife. “Her kids were mine ‘n’ mine were hers. We loved the little tykes ta bits.”
“And all of them followed Queen Merida’s example, paving the way for more peaceful predator/prey relations,” Gabby cut in. “Similar events happened all across the world at this time, ending the reign of predator tribes as more mixed nations rose in their place. So basically, preds used to be a bunch of assholes, but the good ones kicked the bad ones into shape, and we all reap the benefits.”
“Okay, I guess I get why preds are in charge,” Emily conceded. “And maybe it made sense back then, but what about now? Preds not only eat prey, but they molest us. Why do we put up with it?”
“Oh, I know just the guy to explain this one. Until next time, Merida.” Gabby waved as she dropped the Scottish queen in her correct time before taking the kids to their next stop. “Now we meet my good friend, one of history’s most renowned psychologists. And by good friend, I mean don’t shake his hand without gloves. Seriously, grandma has been to some wild parties in her time, but you don’t wanna catch what this guy’s got.”
1 Sigmund Freud is happy to have guests
2 Ivan Pavlov is a jumpy weirdo
3 Karen Horney lives up to both names
4 The moped goes haywire and drops them off somewhere unexpected
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