Genetic Stories

This story began at the Genetics Lab's impromptu birthday party. There was just about everybody, that is, about two dozen young and promising scientists, drinking, dancing, playing video games, and engaging in drunken chitchat. "C-consider sexual behavior dimorphism..." Charles did his best to make his point. "Our s-species males show persistent motivation but only episodic cap-pacity, while the capacity of fem-males is v...

I started taking these notes because Dr. Brown asked the four of us to write everything down. "We're making history here," he said. "For the first time, we are not just enabling or improving existing systems, but creating an entirely new organ. Your journals are the historical documents!" "Therefore," he added, "we do not know who will read them, when, or what their knowledge of the context might be. So explain even the m...

The stars were emerging in the twilight. Camp was deserted. Women, if you could yet name them such, were bathing infants at the river. The men had gone to strip a nearby mammoth carcass. Eve, as scientists would christen her, remained behind by arrangement with her lover. He would answer for his absence from the hunt later. She lay down and opened her legs. The idea of shaving those legs would have seemed ridiculous in th...

Chapter 3: Family Planning the Perfect Wives Having completed in-processing at the quarantine facility, the three men were provided their new cell phones with an hour of preloaded time, to contact their immediate family to let them know that they arrived safely and that they would receive their briefings on what the next steps will be and where they will be living. Braedon and Damian both got a vast number of questions fr...