Impregnorium - No Condoms, No Pills, No Pulling Out!

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Sure, everyone wants to hear about breeding farms, but no one ever thinks about the logistics of such a thing. Doing something like that to anyone against their will would never work: sooner or later you'd get found out, as some of my compatriots discovered to their detriment. I, on the other hand, went about creating one using the one thing guaranteed to produce silence and satisfaction: money.

Did you know there are still harems in parts of the world? Well, there are, and these days women get paid to stay in them for certain amounts of time. I figured, a breeding farm could be the same: pay them, and they'll do what they've been paid to do.

Ever studied what some people are willing to pay for a baby? It's a lot. The white middle and upper classes are willing to shell out big bucks for the chance to become parents. I opened an agency, got some orders (and fat deposits), and started looking for girls to fill my stable.

I had a standard contract that they all had to sign. Some of the conditions were that they had to have graduated high school (I didn't want stupid girls), had to be under 25, had to be good-looking (who wants an ugly kid?) and had to enjoy sex but hate kids.

The last condition seems redundant, but I didn't want them to suddenly get maternal and want to keep the offspring we bred. This was a money-making scheme, and having some woman derail it because of maternal instincts wasn't what I had in mind.

I didn't recruit men, of course. I already had a partner (we'd been partners in our own law firm before this venture) and we figured we could handle the breeding side of things.

We built a very comfortable "stable" on a large piece of land and began to fill the ten available spaces with willing girls. Part of the attraction of a breeding farm was that it look like one. Of course I wouldn't use straw or actual farm tools, but each girl's room was built to resemble a stable from the front. It had a glass wall, behind which was a bed decked out in cream and brown, farm colours. What visitors wouldn't be able to see was the luxurious furnished apartment behind the "stall", or the large common room behind that. Not to mention the tennis court and swimming pool hidden behind a large, vine-covered wall. Don't want the customers to get the wrong idea.

Once we had four candidates, we opened our doors. Some men and women were quite shocked at what we were doing, but most were so desperate for a baby that they told us to go ahead. They got to walk along and choose the girl they wanted to be "bred" with their child.

Most of the time, Alex (my partner) and I just came in, and the girl and one of us would have a good time. We didn't bother with scientific crap like figuring out when they were ovulating, we just had a good fuck with each girl every couple of days. And since this is what they were being paid for, it didn't matter to them. They just enjoyed themselves.

One couple, however, wanted to see the girl being bred. They insisted that if they didn't see the conception taking place, that they didn't want the baby. Creepy. In the common area we discussed it, and two out of the four volunteered. This time we did do a bit of calculating, and we invited the couple out for two "breeding sessions". Alex and I decided, on the spur of the moment, to charge an extra $2000 to any couple wishing to watch the breeding... per session. I'm a normal, horny guy, but I really don't think women are inferior, or any of that crap. To me, this is a business. And as a business, I told the women we'd split the "viewer's fee" with them 50/50. The fee was to be paid whether the breeding worked or not, so either way, Alex and myself would make $1000 each time, as would the girl.

One of the girls who'd volunteered actually turned up pregnant before we could arrange her "viewing", so another one volunteered when she heard about the fee. (Told ya, as the song says, 'girls don't like guys, girls like cars and money'!) We explained that they'd be treated like objects during the viewing, and they should 'play into the role' as much as possible.

Alex won the coin toss for the first viewing. I'd stand outside and conduct the couple. The girls tossed for it, and Kate (a busty, fiesty redhead working on her Masters in human behaviour) won. She lamented to me, as we were signing her viewing contract, that she only wished she could interview the couple. I agreed to tape-record their comments during the viewing with an unseen recorder. She'd be able to use their comments in her papers, but not their names.

The couple (I'll call them Mr and Mrs X) arrived on time. I walked them over to Kate's stall, where Alex was already waiting. He had Kate handcuffed to the "breeding bed". "You're gonna get knocked up, slut," he said to Kate as he undressed. "You're gonna breed a baby for these nice folks at the window."

Kate looked out of the glass and acted very scared. "No. Please, I don't want to! I want to go home! You can't make me do this!"

"I'm gonna fuck you and knock you up with a baby, and these folks are gonna buy it. That's all you're good for," Alex said as he approached the bed. "You're gonna take my cock in you, and I'm gonna cum inside you, and you're gonna get knocked up." He leaned over Kate, pulling her legs wide (she writhed and pretend to be trying to kick Alex), and plunged his tool into her snatch. "Yeah! Yeah!" he grunted as he fucked her. "Take it, take my cock!"

Kate begged very well. "No, please! I want to go home!" She looked at the X's at the window. "Please, call my family! Tell them what's being done to me! They'll pay you!" And she rattled off a phone number which was actually the number of the phone in the stable common room. I didn't find out till later that she and Alex had made a bet as to whether the wife of Mr X would call. (Kate won: she didn't.)

Alex fucked Kate real good, making sure the X's could see each plunge of his hard cock into Kate's ready pussy. He kneaded her large tits as he fucked her, sucked her nipples, and generally put on a good show. They were paying us for a show, after all. Finally, Kate started to come. I only knew this because I'd fucked her a couple of times already and knew the signs: she made these tiny mewing sounds and clenched her toes. Alex fucked her faster and faster, managing to cum before she was finished, so that his sperm would get sucked into her womb by her pussy's contractions. He collapsed on top of Kate, exhausted.

Kate turned her head towards us, tears on her cheeks. She was a good actress; why she wanted to become a Ph.D is beyond me. She could have won an Oscar for that little performance! "Why did you let this happen?" she addressed Mrs X. Mrs X just turned away, not looking very sorry for what had happened.

"Well," Mr X said. "That was certainly... stimulating. Do you think it'll work?" I steered them away from the stable and back to the "farmhouse", where we had our offices.

"She was ovulating, so I'd say, there's a good probability."

"Will we get to see her again?"

"I'll call you if she's pregnant."

They left, and I went back to the stable, finding Alex and Kate going at it again. "Hey, you two, control yourselves already."

They finished fucking while I watched, both laughing.

Kate came out (the glass 'windows' were actually more like shower doors and opened from the inside) grinning. "So... think they bought it?"

"Pretty much, yeah. They want to see you again. I said they could if you do get knocked up."

"Let's hope that I do."

Kate was willing to have two babies for us; it was pretty generous of her. But I think she wanted to use the material for papers she was planning to write on human behaviour and sexuality. It didn't matter; she was great fun and very intelligent.

Anyway, the X's second viewing was a week later. This time, I was going to fuck Lorraine. Lorraine was a waitress who was saving up to go to college. She wasn't particularly pretty, but she was very bubbly and had the cutest dimples when she smiled. I really liked her.

When Alex conducted the X's to Lorraine's stall, she decided to play it almost catatonic, as if she'd lost hope. I was already undressed, but Lorraine was bundled in the corner, wearing the hospital gown the girls had to wear when clients came. "Come on, Lorraine," I said, pulling her over to the bed. She sat down, her arms crossed over her chest, and rocked back and forth. I reached behind her and undid the ties of the gown.

Lorraine continued to act like a zombie the whole time. It really didn't turn me on, even as I positioned her legs, lay above her and pushed my cock into her cunt. Her head was turned to the side, and I knew she was just staring, with no expression, at the X's. I made it a quick fuck, quite rough, wanting to keep up the performance. Lorraine didn't come, not even when I emptied my balls into her. She just turned over and curled in on herself when I got off her, and Alex led the X's away.

"You okay?" I asked.

The bubbliness was back. "Oh, sure!" she said, smiling at me. "I knew I'd never get away with Kate's performance."

"How...?"

"Oh, Kate re-enacted it for us," she said. "Give that woman an Emmy."

"Well, yours was nothing to sneeze at."

"I don't do pleading so well, not with these dimples," she said. "Catatonic was my best bet."

"If you wanna come, we can go again," I offered.

"Nah, it's all right. I just wanna have this baby and get to college."

"I'm glad you decided to join our little business enterprise."

She smiled. "You're paying me over two years' tuition. I'd be crazy not to jump at the chance!" Lorraine went out the back wall (it slid open) to shower.

Alex was grinning from ear to ear when I got back to the office. "Sam, my man, this venture is gonna make us rich!"

As it turned out, it did. Kate and Lorraine were both pregnant, and the X's could choose which baby they wanted. Strangely enough, they picked my baby with Lorraine. I don't think they were bad people, I think they just wanted a child very badly.

Kate's baby went to a millionaire and his third (and barren) wife from Texas. Of course, each girl stayed in her stall until she had given birth. Some couples liked to see that when they came to look at the candidates.

Word of mouth spread, and soon we had all ten stalls filled, and many more requests coming in. Requests for viewings also went up, so we doubled the price. Each girl had her own way of 'handling' the viewing. Many pleaded for mercy, some did Lorraine's zombie routine... a couple acted aggressive, as though their minds had been altered to enjoy being
bred.

I think I've knocked up seven women now. Alex's record is five. We've had a decent turnover of girls at the stable, too. Kate had another child (also Alex's, so actually that makes six if you count both Kate's pregnancies), but Lorraine left after her only one. We're thinking of bringing in another guy as a partner, just to make sure we're not releasing too many of our own genes into the gene pool.

In this venture, we get to fuck women as often as we can, we make money, the women are happy, and childless couples are being helped. It's a pretty good way to make a living, don't you agree?