"I didn;t want to tell you right away," said Sharon, "but Earth is one of what we call the Savage Worlds. In fact, you're more likely to hear us call you a Savage than something more specific like an Earthling ... and here we are."
Jim looked around. Blue sky, white clouds, green trees ... in fact, the architecture of the city he was standing in, though more classical in tone than he usually got to see, was very reminsicent of home.
He turned to see loosely-knit crowds -- crowds that were familar, but in a way he would never have seriously expected.
"These people are right out of Planet of the Apes!" he whispered to Sharon.
Sharon nodded. "I know how much you love the movie, especially the original, so I picked this world out. In fact, the story of this world is close to the movie's. Many worlds have two or more civilized species, but one rises up and then dies to clear the way for the next one. That's what happened her. Millions of years ago, this world was run by humanoids, but then they killed themselves off -- and just fifty Earth years ago, these people came close to doing the same."
They turned to the new voice. A policewoman approached them, a humanoid one, tall and stunning with basketball boobs surging forth from her very low neckline, a berserk fetishistic fantasy of a woman cop come to life. She was obviously no native.
"Visitors!" the policewoman said cheerfully, and Jim could see once more that her lips were out of sync with what they heard. There had to be some sort of translation device at work.
"Yes, that's us," Sharon agreed. "We're from the newly targeted Savage World, Earth."
"Earth ... !" sighed the cop, enraptured. "Where they're all properly humanoid, not like here ... and I hear they're simply sex mad! Fuck fuck fuck fuck FUCK, all day and all night, their brains never stop thinking about sex for even two seconds! And their population, it's over six billion, can you believe it!?"
"I believe it. I'm stationed there. This is my native partner."
The cop drank Jim in with lustful eyes and bit her lip. "Oh, I'd be eternally grateful if I could sample a real live genuine Savage libido, oh, please? I'll make it real quick!"
Sharon laughed. "He's MY male. But don't worry, we'll have Earth in order soon. They could still kill themselves off, you know."
"Oh, I hope your world becomes peaceful and ecologically sound very soon," the cop wished earnestly. "I so want to sample your male pleasures."
She idly stroked her lush deep cleavage, and Jim was tempted to make some dumb comment about sampling her female pleasures, but with a quick "Thank you!" Sharon snapped her fingers.
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