This story is Publicly Editable. Everyone is welcome to make their own additions to it as they see fit. Just remember to stay within the rules already established (though establishing more rules which are unique to your own branches is fine). I am now endeavouring to cater to both Score and non-Score users, but overall I still recommend hitting Start Game on...
I wondered if there was a place where a fertile woman could go to be impregnated, and decided to do an Internet search. Sure enough--it seems there's something for everyone out there. I found the Impregnation Hotel. Let me tell you about it. It's located, ironically, in the Virgin Islands--a little out of the way tropical paradise, from what I can tell by t...
In the pacific ocean was an island. A island known now as "Life-maker Island". It was bought by a wealth family when it was discovered originally to be a private home. The family was perverted and used it to have free outdoor sex. Years later, the island was inherited by a female family members who had a impregnation fetish. She just loved the feel...
They rode the same bus, but rarely sat near one another. Jake sat at the back every day. Robin would sometimes come to sit beside him, but on most days she ducked in at the last minute, sometimes with the bus already moving, to take the first seat available. On those days, Jake would watch the door with his breath held tight in his lungs, not releasing until...
The history behind this town barely made sense. It wasn't worth going into the minute details. All that mattered was that this town, Haven, shouldn't even exist. Not due to any laws, as previously stated, but because of the religion behind it. Now, it wasn't unheard of for a particular religious culture to dominate a town. But this religion was different. Th...
Alice Marie Fairborn opened her narrow cerulean eyes for the first time in 9 hours, her arms stretched in an energizing motion before leaping off her velvet-draped bed in happiness. She was finally out of high school! She had turned eighteen a week before, and spent it at the local church she and her parents attended every Sunday. Unlike most of her classmat...
Part 1: Donor Selection Chapter 1: Lifestyles Change The year is 2060. Tia and Tim Sloan were drinking a cup of coffee after being sedated from a night of pure sexual pleasure. It could hardly get any better as they tried to re-energize their totally spent bodies. Yet, something was missing. Tim and Tia had been married for six years and her biological c...
“Augh… another long day at the office…” Shuichi Saihara sighed to himself as he leaned back in his office chair. His black suit, short black hair, and blue tie reflected off the dark computer as it powered down and he began to gather his things into his leather bag to go home. His silver eyes were tired and withdrawn from staring at a computer screen all day...
Note to readers: This story is a continuation of Tia and Tim's evolving sexual relationship and its impact on producing a family. The reader is challenged to accept that these morays could easily exist as normal in the 22nd century. * FOREWORD In an early afternoon telephone conversation, Tia informed Gwn that she expected to be fertile over the weekend a...
Ever since I was a little girl I, Amy, wanted to be a Mom. I played with dolls every day, my large ornate dollhouse was my best present ever, I loved babysitting for neighborhood or family kids, and I was unabashedly feminine. I guess that I was a throwback. I honestly -- I cannot repeat this more -- honestly am proud of all of the women who are great athlet...