(FICTION ONLY) SOLUTION to military brainstorm - create a "Breeding Farm" while solving the reproduction issue that's lingering globally. Make money and ensure new babies are born to only the "rich and famous" (aka...best "genes"..as it's survival of the fittest out there!) in the world's society. This IDEA came from Military and Global Leaders. It was a c...
I drove the rest of the way home in the rain. I turned off the radio so I could have nothing but silence. I looked at the clock. Only 11 more hours until we were due at the clinic. I pulled into the driveway. Listened to the rain coming down outside. Slowly, methodically, I stepped out into it and began walking toward the front door, becoming more soaked wit...
Good morning, soon-to-be Breeders! My name is Sarah, and I have been a Breeder at Fort OBGYN for two years. Now that you’ve gone through all the written material for new Breeders, it’s time for me to give you a live demonstration of breeding. First, direct your attention to my Breeder uniform. As you can see, the top leaves my breasts completely free while o...
Celine watched the Void Springer, an ugly nearly ramshackle thing of a spaceship, slowly and masterfully land onto one of numerous platforms designed for such landings that span the Vaem tower. She was utterly disgusted by the boxy exterior and its obvious lack of maintenance. How that thing had saved Mother was beyond her but she was nonetheless grateful f...
The women of the harem dressed in their best silks and gauze veils in readiness for their concert in the smaller garden in the East of the large mansion. The Sheik had prepared a large musical and arts festival for all the neighboring people and a smaller concert had been arranged for the harem women. Though by Arabian standards the Harem women remained in s...
The name is Marcus Pierre. A caramel-skinned, curly-haired and green-eyed young Black man living in the city of Boston, Massachusetts. I'm just a brother with a story to share. You see, although I look like an ordinary person, I'm far from it. I'm actually a superhuman. You don't get that when you look at me and I guess that's a good thing. Wouldn't want eve...
Beneath its veneer of intellectualism, liberalism and cosmopolitan outlook, Boston is a place teeming with Supernatural elements, so you'd think a Wolf-Woman like myself would feel right at home. The Supernatural mixes with the mundane quite beautifully. Ordinary people would be quite surprised to find out that members of the Blue Man Group are not what they...
Personal Assistant Brooklyn, New York 20 minutes into the future To Eva, the workshop reminded her of her father's workstation in the UnitedFutures San Francisco basis of operation. There were no clear surfaces and everything seemed to either hum, whir or buzz. She stood near the door with a briefcase in hand, dressed in a smart black business suit. Her a...
This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. **** The Breeding Stocks Morgan huffed in the breeding...
Pre Note It is advisable to read previous chapters. ***** Valerie's breeding Get cleaned up then report to me she heard her Mistress say. "Yes Mistress ty," replied Valerie. Valerie went to her hut and tried as she may, it was difficult to remove all the dried cum from her badly beaten body. Three times she washed herself till no more could be seen. Re...