Kudzu Man, the GMO evolution of humans

Kudzu Man, the GMO evolution of humans

A Story by mamewhit


"i told them not to plant those seeds. i told all the farmers around 



here they would one day reap what they had sown. i 


myself never ate the stuff. yeah! i have lived here all my life. you 


people keep coming here and this thing is going to 


spread."  Dr. Pueraria Lobata sat on her front porch rocking to and  


fro with an anxiety so great she was shaking and 


sweating and a little green. She had not seen another person for 


days and preferred it that way. the last few months had 


been unnerving and it was unusual to see a face again. a face with 


no mask. you could smell the wet dirt. just another hot, sultry, 


southern summer night, but it was silent. not a creature around for 


miles. the normal croaking and chirping of the night had been gone 


for years.  the investigator was a young man that looked like he was 


one of the elites. one of those globalist ready to control the 


situation. all the new cities were full of clones just like him. 


they had separated themselves off from the rest of the so called 


lowly unmodified commoners. he wore a high tech suit 


full of the latest gadgetry. 




"let me hear your story again, Dr. Lobata. my name is Justice 


Walker, and i am  with the UN globalforce. i report directly to the 


authority in charge of this investigation." 




Dr. Lobata was frustrated and still suffering from shock.  "i am 


going to tell you everything from the beginning and you 


had better get me live in the cloud and all over the social networks.  


i want this documented. i want all of you in those closed off mega 


ecocities to see what is coming. you think you so pristine and free 


from diseases, but a parasite is burrowing right up your asses. i give 


you two years, maybe three, before this disease transforms your 


white clean technomad cities. it is going to be a pandemic of epic 


apocalyptic proportions. you have all eaten the fruit of the 


forbidden tree. i say only the ones like me will survive."




"please, Dr. Lobata, we have all our scientist working on this. we 


are trying to bring back the seed vault. to replant and 


find  alternative food sources soon. please tell me what happened 


here." 




"well" , the doctor took a deep wheezing breath and replied. "it 


started near on 50 years ago i'd say.  you know, you have 


heard the stories. back in the early 2000's they started planting that 


gmo corn and manipulating all the crops. it was bad 


out west  in the bread basket, but what they did here in the south, 


here it changed everything. we mainly grew soybeans, 


cotton and a few other crops, but i think it had something to do with 


that kudzu. somehow it started to mutate. i have lived 


in pleasant hills all my life. grew up running through kudzu. you 


know the history. it was brought in from japan to stop 


erosion. mississippi is covered up in kudzu. it took over the south. 


farmers had to spray all kinds of herbicide to keep it 


away from their crops. i think it was about ten years back i started 


seeing the change. something had happened in the 


fields. i think that kudzu was affected by those gmo crops. i think it 


genetically changed the make up of kudzu and 


somehow it has mingled with human dna. i started hearing tell of 


women dreaming of a green plant monster raping them in their 


sleep. a green plant like man strangling them almost to death. 


these stories have been passed down now a generation, 


maybe two. i don't know, these people also ate the genetically 


modified food, so who knows how it happened. i got myself 


off the food chain years ago. i only eat what i grow. save all my 


own seeds. i stayed isolated and out of those fields. 


basically i have followed the wildlife. they know. they have a sense. 


like before tsunamis they head to higher ground or get 


nervous before earthquakes. if you look around these parts you 


can scarcely find an insect let alone birds or bees. i will 


have to follow soon. but i warn you. this is coming to your 


ecocities. i think it will even jump to those seasteading cities, 


too. they only eat genetically modified foods. you think i am a 


lunatic. but i have seen these creatures. i used to be a 


scientists,  a botanist. i worked for the university of mississippi. the 


area hospitals started contacting us asking all kinds of 


questions about kudzu and modified plants and organisms. they sent 


us a lot of material. we started analyzing. i knew then 


i had to remain isolated from society. this thing that did this, he was 


one of those modified creatures. they are calling them 


phytomen. i saw the old Faulk house after the murders.  the little 


one survived, but he took her with him. i think she is 


his offspring. she had that look and had stopped eating food. that 


night, the night of the murders, he had crept into the 


mothers room and was penetrating her from behind. her husband 


walked in and that creature did not stop his evil defiling 


act, but turned and sent a vine like object from his head strangling 


Mr. Faulk as he watched.  the phytoman must have known 


then that it was over, people would now know his truth; because 


what he did to the mother and son was unspeakable. it was like 


he did not care to stay hidden any longer. he took his pleasure with 


both of them. you saw it. that scene was horrific! you, i 


am sure, have seen all of the dna evidence. that phytoman is part 


human part plant. part KUDZU! i believe. i think they are 


multiplying and still mutating. strange thing is, i think it works 


through male dna easier. it is having a hard time mutating in the 


female human. that is why he had to come after that little faulk girl. 


he had produced a female offspring. soon i think you will see more 


mutations in your cities. i have tried to think like a plant. oh!  how 


crazy that sounds, i know.  these human plants will have nothing on 


their minds but propagation of the species. now they seem to need 


chlorophyll only but i think eventually they will fully mutate with 


the carnivorous human and become meat eating 


phytohumans. this is one dna mutation away from changing the 


evolution of this planet. i hope your scientists have a 


planned course of action, Mr. Walker. "




"well, Dr. Lobata," said Justice Walker. "we would like you to 


come with us and help. you have the background we need 


to set up the program for eradicating this disease. i have orders to 


take you directly to the UN WHO labs at our seastead.  


it is the only pure organic city not contaminated with modified 


organisms. we have been like you and maintained a 


separate  food source and we are totally disease free. before i take 


you, you must undergo a body scan and let me analyze 


your dna for contamination. we must leave here quickly though. "


Dr. Lobata looked down at the rich soil and said, " all these years i 


have been keeping myself away from you futurist 


elites, trying to stay clean and live of the earth and you think i am 


just going to come with you and put my trust in you 


hoping you are not contaminated, leaving the earth for a city on the 


water. have you thought about air contamination? do 


you know how plants pollinate? what is your clean source of water? 


i have my own plans i am not going with you elitist.


"but, but, i have my orders to bring you by force if need be Dr. 


Lobata. we need your expertise. we need to stop this now", 


cried Justice Walker with a tinge of desperation and apprehensive 


force.



"i think it too late already." said Dr. Pueraria Lobata . 


as she did she started to turn a tinge of green and large kudzu like 


vines grew from her skin. like the speed of a shooting 


star she covered her visitor with choking vines. when she retreated 


all that was left of Justice Walker was his suit and 


shoes. Dr. Lobata had thoroughly consumed him like the devil 


tongued amorphophallus titanum eating an insect.

© 2012 mamewhit


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