Parasites host

Gone is its ancestors' thick fur and winter coloring, the need to lose heat means that the host requires direct air to skin contact.

The host, or parasitehost, Penarius pinguis, is a bulbous, blubber descendant of the tundra-dweller, from 2 million years (the 20020th Century), that usually plays host to parasites, from Man After Man: An Anthropology of the Future.

The islanders have evolved parasitic feeding habits that rely on the tundra-dweller's metabolic need to produce surplus fat. In this way, the obese hosts have found an ecological niche that allows them to exist now that the tundra plains have disappeared and the hunter symbionts and symbiont carriers failed.

It is morning. A party of hivers, 100 strong, takes its usual route along the undulating foothills, skirting the dreadful slimelands on the right, and the barren rocky uplands on the left. Beyond, the slope widens out into a valley in which water flows for much of the year, and where plants can grow and there are usually tubers or other thick roots to be had.

Before their narrow path widens the leader of the party grunts an order to halt. Their seeker is agitated, but is not telling them that there is food close by: it is telling them that others approach.

With another grunt the leader calls the warriors together in a protective wall; but they need not have worried. Those who approach pose no threat.

It is full day now, and the party can see five or six shambling creatures moving down the rocky slope towards the slimelands. The bodies are bulky (very bulky for the size of their legs) with thick hummocks and rolls of fat seeming t
Parasite attack
o engulf them. Dull faces look out from the folds of pale flesh. In the dim light, however, the parasites are just visible: tiny and spiderlike, four or five of them are embedded in the deep fat of each figure, their faces buried and unseen, feeding continually from the creature's surplus.

No threat to the hive, and so of no interest to the party; but the leader does recollect that more and more of them are seen nowadays wandering over their domain. They seem to be spreading from the forest areas that are their home. Dimly the leader wonders what they find to eat here, and how they protect themselves from the harsh Sun. He does not wonder for long, however. With a backhanded gesture, he brushes the first of the day's sand out of his moustache and signals for the party to move onwards. Soon he has the party on the move once more and the strangers have been completely forgotten.

Had the party stayed to watch, they would have observed the lumbering creatures scramble down into the flats of the slimelands and wade out amongst the disgusting blue-green sogginess. Dumbly they scoop up handfuls of the slime, exposing the yellow stench beneath, and begin to feed on it. The parasites embedded in their fat ignore all this. The food, be it nuts, leaves or slime, will be converted into huge deposits of fat and tissue that will sustain them.

The parasites and their hosts are not the first communal humanoid creatures to arise since the days of the engineers, but they are the only surviving type. The symbionts, in which temperate woodland-dwellers teamed up with tundra-dwellers to live on the cold plains, are extinct now. They took to the mountains after the cold plains faded away, and there they existed for some time; but they were never really developed as mountain creatures, and all kinds of maladaptations began to show themselves. Eventually the populations dwindled and the whole two species died out.

That is not the case amongst the parasites and their hosts. The hosts, too, are descended from the tundra-dwellers, but unlike the symbiont carriers they changed as the conditions changed. Gone are the woolly coats and the resistance to extreme cold, but they still retain the thick deposits of fat. Indeed their metabolism generates more fat than they could possibly need, and that is what sustains the parasites. The energy and raw materials for all this production comes from the constant consumption of plants - any kind of plants, including the blue-green algal cultures that the aquatics developed as their own food source and spread over the lowland areas of the globe, turning them into the foul slimelands so despised by most of the land-living creatures.

It is not only the hivers that ignore the parasites and their hosts as they wade into the featureless slippery mat. Also ignoring them are the aquatics, not far away, looping and slithering about in the moist yellow depths below the slime crust. They are grazing their way through the algal culture that their ancestors established aeons ago on the lowlands above the surface of the ocean. There is plenty of food for them now, not like in the days of want. They know very well that some creatures from the land come and steal from the edges, but the losses are small. The only trouble is dehydration. If the algal covering is breached there may be a considerable water loss before it has a chance to grow again; but with all the world's lowlands covered in the self-sustaining food-generator there is little to worry about.

By 3 million years (the 30020th Century)


Tundra-dweller, parasites, host and spiketooth. All come from the same basic stock.

From the bushes beyond a male slothman in a forest undergrowth, a number of parasitehosts stop feeding and move out of the way. They are also descendants of the tundra-dwellers and have grown large, but not nearly as big as the great slothmen. Nor have they changed much in the last million years or so: they still produce the huge quantities of superfluous fat, and are still infested by the tiny parasites that live on the excess.

The tundra-dwellers that adapted to woodland life did so very successfully. Their heavy bodies were well supplied by the voluminous plant life of the habitat. Evolution had produced the right shapes by trial and error; man copied them, and then evolution took the copies and modified them further.

Predators of the parasitehost include the spiketooth. A spiketooth's hands are large and powerful, with strong fingernails that allow it to hang onto the fatty rolls of the parasitehost while it slashes its way through the blubber.

This may seem like cannibalism, since both predator and prey are descended from modern human beings; but their common ancestor existed so far back in time that the creatures involved now comprise entirely different species. The preying of one upon the other is merely the natural result of the development of a stable ecological system.

The slothman munches placidly at the leaves and twigs, unaware of an approaching danger. Away below him in the undergrowth the parasitehosts have already left, their dim wits sensing the approach of a pair of spiketooths. If the distant crashing caused by their lumbering flight through the thickets causes any concern to the slothman, he does not react to it. He does not react at all until the familiar form of a spiketooth steps out from the shade of the forest and he suddenly recognizes the shape and the smell.

By 5 million years (the 50020th Century)

The moving stars have come. The decadent parasites, embedded in the fat layers of their grotesquely misshapen hosts, care nothing beyond their hosts' continuing survival; and their hosts are mere feeding machines, dumbly eating, eating, eating.

Sometimes the swift hunters, specialized for catching birds, smaller mammals, and fish, might go after the parasites' hosts as well.


Harvesting devices remove meat as it is grown.

The hosts soon become enslaved by the Travelers of the stars and are turned into the engineered food creatures.

Developing animals so that they produce food more efficiently has always been one of the basic drives behind genetic engineering. A food species may look grotesque - but then the natural forces of evolution often drive in a different direction to the consuming forces of science and civilization.

Food is the main consideration of the newcomers purposes. Many of the larger animals have been seen as excellent sources of protein for the newcomers. Some of the larger buildings now contain rows and rows of them, genetically refined, bloated, misshapen and unrecognizable. Huge mounds of fat and flesh grow in sturdy racks, fed by chemical nutrients pulsing through pumps and tubes connected directly into the tissues. Harvesting devices scour through the f
Fat harvest

The host has been reduced to a mound of fat and flesh, fed by chemical nutrients.

lesh, removing the meat and fat as it is grown. Only the presence of a few identifiable organs (shriveled pulsing limbs and blind, gaping faces) show that these food-generators have been transformed from something that was once more noble.

Eventually, centuries later, they die out.

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