I hadn't understood or appreciated the depths of the conditioning the fertility board had placed within me until Kelli began to fill me with commands.
Kelli's orders... Well, it'd be hard for me to disobey. She had my total attention, concentrating on her words like that dog on the ancient RCA advertisements I'd once run across, listening to the voice of my senior wife.
"You will take Allison and Pamela to Allison's previous home to pick up the rest of her clothes. I put out dresses for both Pamela and Allison to wear today; Only Allison is to wear any underwear at all."
"You will need to pump Allison full once this morning, but do it after she's had a shower. I want her travelling with panties damp with your semen. She should wear the light blue sundress I left on the couch for her. Just her panties and the dress, sandals, nothing else. I want Pam dressed in the pink sundress, no underwear at all. You got that so far?"
I nodded. My attention to her was absolute. Nothing else in the room seemed to exist for me.
"It's warm enough, you'll wear your green shorts, no underwear and your light yellow shirt. I want them to know who you are. You understand what I'm getting at, don't you?"
I shook my head, slowly, and said "No, how do you want me to let them know who I am?" Because I hadn't understood, I felt a sense of unease building up.
At the time I wasn't able to respond to the smirk she got on her face, but I did remember it when I got more of my mind back.
"You are to bend her over on their front porch, pull her wet panties down, drop your own shorts, and pump her full with another load in front of her father and mothers. Can you do that?"
I nodded. I now knew what Kelli wanted me to do. I felt much better-- Her commands made more sense to me now and could be carried out. This understanding gave me a bit of a rush.
"When you're done you will wipe your dripping cum from Allison's cunt with her panties and rub the mixture all over Pam's cunt and tits. You understand?"
I nodded again. "I understand."
She nodded to me. "Good. I love you, Jack."
I smiled suddenly, feeling so happy- "I love you too, Kelli."
Now that I wasn't focussed on Kelli's words I saw the look Toni was giving her. Toni suddenly got up, dropped her panties from under her skirt, flipped the back up, bent over and told me "I need it now, sweetheart. Please..."
I popped off my robe and quickly mounted her. She was already spasming before being fully seated and seemed to be cumming constantly as I sawed back and forth. My climax was pretty hard and plentiful. She pulled her panties back up. "Now I can smell like a married woman when I get to work."
I'd swear that I saw a pair of smug smiles as I finished my breakfast, before they left for their work days.
I checked and, yes, there should be enough coffee for the two sleepy-heads.
Both were ravenous and we made a filling breakfast. When Allison reached for my equipment, I stopped her- "I have orders from Kelli. She wants you and I to fuck after we shower this morning and she wants you to wear panties to get damp from it and the light blue sundress on the couch. Just those items for when we visit your folks. Pam, you're to wear the pink sundress, nothing underneath."
They both stopped, watching and listening to me closely, then both nodded.
"Good, let's take our shower."
In hindsight, it sure looked like I had no choice in the matter, and I guess I didn't really, but it had felt so good to me to follow Kelli's direction. Once we dried, Allison and I got it on, filled her up, and got dressed as directed. Both women gave me a funny look seeing what I wore.
With that, we got out to my car and drove over to Allison's folks' house.
When we rang the doorbell I reached under Allison and pushed her panties down, dropped my shorts, and went at her on the porch.
Since I'd neglected to warn her, this was quite a surprise to her, but her body responded instantly.
I was focussed on Allison so I wasn't paying much attention to our audience inside the door to the house. Our climax rolled over us, we were shaken but still (barely) able to stand and I carried out wiping the already damp panties on Allison's labia to get them wetter, then went and, lifting Pam's dress, wiped the mixed cum all over Pam's front. Her nipples certainly perked up.
I sighed when that was done. Pam put the panties in one of the pockets of the sundress as we turned to Allison's folks.
Her father was there, a small, slight man, "So, you're her husband now?"
I nodded. "I'm Jack, this is Pam, my junior wife. Both Kelli, my senior wife and Toni are working today." I was still pulling up my shorts; One of Allison's sisters was licking her lips, as was one of her father's wives.
"C'mon in. I'm Fred, Allison's mother Beth is at work right now, this is my senior wife Linda and my junior wife Joanne. Kitty here is one of my daughters; The rest of the kids are at school. You're here for Allison's stuff, right?"
We agreed.
Introductions completed, Pam and Allison went upstairs to pack up her books and clothing.
"I hope you don't mind the show out front; It was my senior wife's idea."
Fred looked at me closely. "You're not really in charge, are you?"
I shook my head.
Linda chuckled, "Neither is Fred. He doesn't mind though, do you dear?"
I could see Fred suddenly relax. I was able to relax given this common thread.
Both Allison and Pamela came back into the living room with some bags of clothes and a bookbag.
"Jack", Linda asked, "could you ask Allison to show us her marker?"
I nodded, Allison pulled her dress up. Her marker was flowing (which I'd not paid attention to before) between pink and blue. This was an indication of her pregnancy, apparently the nanotechnic devices could tell when her egg had been fertilized. It was almost hypnotic. I was spell-bound. We'd started a new life. Pam was staring at it too, her face slack. I heard her go "Wow...".
I put up my arms, Allison dropped her dress back and she dropped onto my lap and into my embrace. I sat with her, rocking back and forth. Fred got up, walked over, patted me on the shoulder, bent over and kissed his daughter's forehead, saying "Wonderful, sweetie, you did good."
She squeezed me some more and Linda caught my attention, "Joanne, show them your marker, too."
Joanne's marker, on top of a slight bulge, was pink. She had a daughter in her womb, a half-sister to my lap's current occupant. Allison smiled.
We heard a call for "mommy!" and two little girls, I'd guess one at four years old and another at two, walked in, hand in hand. I (and Pam) were introduced to Allison's little sister Amyrillis (the four year old) and half sister (by Linda) of Lynn.
There were good children and the thought that I had started one with Allison had me filled with delight. Pamela was also quite captivated.
Allison's sister was still eyeing me carefully.
A viral BioWeapon was developed to hold the world hostage by making it impossible for people around the world to breed, thereby undercutting those nations/cultures that were disapproved of. Those who launched the global weapon didn't have a working antidote, though. They died out- and not from old age.
BioTechnology had to be used to make it possible for the human race to survive but the complications where the immune system works against fertility didn't help matters, so fertility is only able to be enabled for short periods- and only for specific males.
By the time of this story, the world has settled down and accepted that fertility remains limited yet there is still hope for a cure. There is also the recognition that the global infrastructure has had to change to accept the progressive drop in population. Humans are still an endangered species since a loss of technology would bring extinction.
What may seem a paradise for a man ... isn't.
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