While holding Tsukiko's legs by the ankles and pressing them against the headboard of the bed as I sank into her pussy. I really, honestly, and truly, could not give less of a shit about whatever her deal was. So what if she claimed to not be human or whatever?
Who really cared?
What mattered was that she was a woman who needed breeding, and I'm the man for the task!
Pulling back and pushing in wasn't easy. Her pussy was strange, when I first sank into her flesh it was like I was putting my dick in a pool of gelatin in a strange way, warm and soft but weirdly squishy, and incredibly wet, it was pure pleasure assaulting my cock from every direction.
Before I could even start with the first attempt at pulling out of her breeding hole, her insides began to shift and squirm in strange ways, trembling and wrapping around my shaft and more importantly, taking the exact shape of my cock down to every single vein and little bump and irregularity along the length of it, while at the same time forming a weird sort of suction cup dome around the head of my prick.
It was like feeling myself slip into her womb, but even better than that could ever be even in my imagination, her insides were swirling and moving, wet and soft and pliable yet firm at the same time, it was like getting a blowjob and a handjob and fucking a girl's pussy all at the same time.
She looked up at me, with shining golden eyes, panting like a beast in heat. "How's that!? How's your first taste of goddess pussy!?" she asked, her gaze and her voice both a little bit crazed. "Is it too much!? Are you so broken by my magnificence that you can't even speak!?"
"Shut the fuck up, bitch," I growled down at her. "You're talking some hot shit, everything's a game to you huh? You've been manipulating me from the start on some sick game, haven't you!?"
"Yeah!" she said with a giggle. "I chose you and have been raising and grooming your talent so that you could-"
I roughly and forcefully pulled back, even as her pussy desperately tried to cling to me, which caused her voice to break as her breath hitched and her arms grabbed onto my wrists, gasping for breath as I worked to pull my cock out of her inhumanly good pussy.
"Y-You-"
"I really could not give any less of a shit how we got here, but no more of that, got it?"
She swallowed, and I pushed my cock all the way into her.
Her pussy had my shape already, but I still put everything I had into messing her up and reshaping her over and over again, crushing her pussy with my cock, her weird, constantly reshaping and inhumanly good pussy, I fucked it, hard, I pulled back, and pushed forward, resisting against the insistent overwhelming pleasure, the bed creaking under us as I fucked her hard, with strength and power and everything I had learned from all the women I've done.
I grunted, and I groaned, and I moaned and did my best to tense and relax my muscles rhythmically, trying to control my breath, my eyes meeting hers, she seemed to have regained control herself.
"A-And what will you, ghu, do, if I, don't wanna stop..?" she asked, cheekily. Tsukiko, after all, is still Tsukiko, she still behaves flippantly as if nothing was going on.
"Then I'm done with you," I said, glaring at her, and then using my grip on her legs to push myself off of her, pushing off with my knees even as they sank on the mattress and pulling my dick out to the tip, the flared, mushroom-like glans pulling against her hole's entrance, even as her entire pussy tightened so much I felt she might just about crush my glans into nothing.
"W-W-wai-wait, hold on, stop!!" she screeched out, "don't stop fucking me I'm joking I'm kidding sheesh!"
Her hands slid from my forearms to my biceps and she looked up at me.
"I promise I won't be sneaky anymore if you satisfy my needs!" she claimed, smiling brightly.
That is not the promise I'd hope for, but I suppose, that's about the best I'm going to get. Besides..
I really, really want to keep fucking her too.
Taking a deep breath and focusing all of my will, I pushed back in, tensing every muscle even all the way to my butthole to make sure that I wouldn't be caught by surprise, which saved me because she suddenly tightened up her insides when I pushed in.
"Nice try, bitch," I whispered harshly into her face, and then dove in to capture her lips with mine, sticking my tongue in her mouth as I began to furiously pound her into the mattress, still holding her legs, pressing them against the headboard and fucking her as hard, as fast and as powerfully as I could.
Her pussy was making loud, wet and squishy noises, it really was like getting sucked off and stroked off at the same time, on top of feeling like I was in three different pussies at once, she was truly a creature of sex!
But that didn't matter.
What mattered was the task at hand. Bitter defeat had claimed my ego and confidence before and I would NOT let it happen again, ever! So I had to put my everything into it! Everything I had, all my resistance, all my strength and technique, like a fight for my life, but pounding her into the bed instead.
"Ngnh, yeah, that's it, that's the spot, keep hitting it there, don't stahhhhp~!"
I looked down at her face, she was no longer keeping that cheeky, almost vulpine grin, all she had now was a full face flush, eyes that weren't quite clear and an open mouth, her tongue lolled out, she was crashing, coming apart.
I could do this.
More! I had to go faster, fuck her harder, I had to do it harder, better, faster, stronger, even as I tightened and tensed and worked everything together for the sole singular purpose of fucking her, my only purpose, my only goal, all of my life's work was resumed into making that woman cum!
Twisting and shaking my hips as I fucked, correcting my angles as I read her reactions, she was reacting more and more, no longer able to hide it, I knew I was too, hell I was sure I was drooling, I was losing control of all non critical functions, and I could feel the madness of impossible pleasure eroding the edges of my sanity, creeping in through the cracks.
I had to.
I needed to.
Everything was building up to BREEDING THAT BITCH.
But none of it would matter, all of my hard work would've been for naught and I can't allow that!
A little more! Thrust! Pull! Thrust! Pull!
My hips burn! My asscheeks burn! My flanks my back and my lungs burn! Everything is pain! Everything is pleasure! I'm the hellish heaven of fucking the most gloriously amazing pussy ever conceived and I can't enjoy it because she!
JUST!
WILL!
NOT!
"Unghah, cummingggghhaaa!!!"
I slammed as deep as I could go reaching the very deepest depths of this so called divine pussy and then exploded within, releasing all of the tension at once and experiencing a mind blowing orgasm that started at every extremity and at my core at once, resonating clusterfucks of pleasure that was like a million orgasms at once.
I had resisted and held back so much that when the dam broke I came like a ruptured levee, the start was the end and every space inbetween, white, white as far as my mind could see as I melted and poured all I had into her, my balls overworking to produce more and more cum as it was squeezed out and poured into her greedy pussy.
But I caught myself.
Not yet.
She was gurgling, reeling, eyes swimming.
Not enough.
It wasn't enough.
I began pounding her fiercely again, not even caring about the screaming of my body and even my cock, I had to fuck her more!
"Ack, fuck, that's too intense! Way too intenseeee!!"
I pumped into her with everything I had left, and then some I pulled out of the ether, recharging my energy by sheer force of will to fuck!
"Nagh, I just caa, kha, caym~♥!" she screeched out, "ah'll, brr, brahik, break!!"
"You!! Bitch!!" I roared at her, hearing the plapping noise of our crotches meeting each other, wet and naughty, "GET PREGNAAAAANT!!!"
My orgasm wasn't fully over and my movement had revitalized my balls, my will, my every desire, it all burned as bright as it ever could as I crystallized all of it into the single and solitary notion of impregnating that bitch, of breeding the slutty bitch that called herself a goddess, who had played and toyed with not just myself but so many others!
My thrusting didn't stop, not even as I started to cum again, and it seemed like every spurt of dick milk that accompanied each of my thrusts was absorbed into her pussy, and her entire body, especially her inner folds, would tremble in orgasm with each shot. Her eyes were clouded, whether she was conscious was anybody's guess, even as my own consciousness faded to be replaced with the single and solitary desire to fuck, I knew it.
I kept thrusting.
I kept cumming.
I kept breeding.
I fulfilled this most sacred of duties.
Nothing else mattered, but making absolutely sure that I performed my duties and bred the woman who sought my aid!
...
I don't know when I passed out.
It must've been hours.
The pounding headache, the sensation of dehydration... did I get drunk?
I blinked and my vision cleared, but the headache didn't lower. I groped on the bed and heard a moan as I found something. Or rather, someone. Tsukiko. For a brief moment, I expected to see pink hair, I don't know why, but... she was plain old Tsukiko. Same vaguely bland yet cute look.
My hand slid along her back, she was sleeping on her front. I grabbed onto her butt.
"You really think you're gonna fool me with this "was it all a dream" bullshit?" I asked.
She groaned. "I was hoping..."
I chuckled. "Want me to get you a glass of water?"
"Y-Yeah," she said. "I feel like death warmed over," Tsukiko said. "S-So hey, about the whole, you know, weirdness, I'd appreciate if you could..."
We were in my apartment. I don't know when we got here, or how, but I figure, Tsukiko's got something to do with that.
"No," I said, as I moved towards my kitchen, deciding to forgo the glasses and instead just grabbing two bottles of mineral water from the fridge. I got back to the room and tossed one at her, which she caught, while uncapping mine and drinking nearly half of it in one go, I really needed that.
So did she, considering she drank the whole 600ml bottle in one go.
I chuckled as she let out a satisfied sigh.
I notice that I can see her a lot more clearly now, before her image would just sort of slide off of my memory, but now I could see she was... very bland and unassuming. A strange case of being dead average in every sense.
"So..."
"Uh, yeah," she interrupted.
"We're not going anywhere, so, why don't you tell me a little about what the whole thing's all about?" I asked, crossing my arms and leaning against the doorframe. "I feel like you're about to pull the rug from under me."
She sighed.
"Right. Well. To make a long story short," she said, "are you familiar with the isekai genre of fiction?" she asked.
"Passably," I admitted. "That's where someone goes to a different world right?"
"The very same. Anyway, to be specific, you're the son of a man who crossed worlds. I got the idea to bring people from other worlds as 'heroes', so to say, and it's worked fantastically. Before I started doing it, the world was dull and lifeless and humanity was slowly leading towards extinction due to lack of reproduction!" she said, "but by strategically dropping reincarnated and transmigrated people all over the world, I've saved the world!"
"... but what's the whole, you know," I gestured between her and me, "thing all about?"
"I've spent the last few decades watching hundreds of thousands of women getting the pounding of a lifetime every waking moment, looking after and making sure nothing bad happens to the people who I've brought over," she said, "you try doing that and not getting incredibly horny!"
"So the entire... thing, with the department and, everything-"
"Oh no that's just humans being clever," she said, "honestly it all flies way over my head sometimes, this is why I really like humans," she said.
I hummed.
She rubbed her belly. "Guess I'll be getting even more familiar with the human experience soon, though," she hummed. "Congratulations, your record is impeccable."
"'course it is," I said, humming. "Wait. So does that mean-"
She wagged her eyebrows at me.
I shook my head. "You have so much more explaining to do," I said. "But fine, we can talk later."
She was smiling brilliantly as I walked onto the bed.
-x-X-x-
My life was... better.
Amanda "Mandy" Larouge was a beautiful woman before, but pregnancy and childbirth had been overwhelmingly kind to her. She wasn't as trim and taut as before, there was just a little bit more give, just a little bit more to her waist and her hips and her chest, her breasts were still swollen.
By her own admission she was on the path to recovering her previous figure, but, while that was happening, I wasn't about to waste my chance.
The moment she laid her baby daughter down, already asleep, I pounced.
She giggled. "Mr. Breeder you trying to seduce me," she said, turning around to face me, using her exaggerated foreign accent, knowing it got my motor rolling. With her husband away for several days in a row, she had requested me, not by the app, but by calling me on my personal phone.
Not to breed... but to give her more of what only I could give her.
Wearing nothing but an apron, she was fully open for me to guide my cock into her tight love hole. Sure, I might not be breeding her intentionally... but I was a breeder by trade and by choice.
She moaned as I pushed my cock inside the sexy foreigner's tight and wet pussy, fucking the mother of my firstborn, right next to the crib where she was sleeping.
"Sweet dreams, baby girl," I said, smiling at her, before turning my attention back to her mother, whose hands were against the wall, her feet were planted, and she responded to me by shoving her ass back at me.
This actually threw me off, and she followed up by pushing me until I fell, and while I was groaning in pain, she grabbed a large cowboy hat that I hadn't noticed in the girl's room, and put it on her head. She winked and giggled. "Alrighty, pardner!" she called, "me show you what 'Cowgirl' mean!"
I do love a playful woman, and I certainly had no objections to getting ridden by a nympho cowgirl!
But Mandy was hardly the only one who I spent time with.
Thanks to the system set up to support breeders and the combination love hotel and entertainment center that had been built to accommodate breeding in the city, I could meet up with girls and let them revive fantasies of their past.
Ishikawa Moka was no longer a young girl. She was a college student and a soon to be mother. But she certainly wanted to relive the days of her youth, and for that reason, she had made use of the costume section to get herself a sailor uniform similar to the one she had worn not too many years ago.
The next step was choosing the location, a dark alley. The game?
"Alright, time to pay up, loser," the gyaru girl called. "You said you've got a big one, so-"
"O-Okay, just don't tell everyone about it, okay?" I replied, trying and failing to sound intimidated by a woman half a head shorter than me, fumbling with my pants, convincingly managing to fail to get them undone for a few moments before my experience took over and then I dropped them in a moment.
Her uniform was tied together so the shirt only covered her breasts, a necessity given it wasn't designed to contain her large pregnant belly, containing the child I'd bred into her. Her skirt was a miniskirt that would show she wasn't wearing any underwear if she so much as moved a little.
Mine was much more substantial, but easier to deal with, so I was able to show what I had to offer in a few seconds.
Naturally, I had equipment fit for my job, and she swallowed as she saw it.
I remember her once mocking me and calling me a loser, she played her role well. Moka smacked her lips and then raised a leg, putting it over my shoulder, revealing her uncovered cunt as her skirt flipped.
Naturally, I was already getting hard as she began to slide closer, taking my cock into her twat and very athletically and acrobatically starting to fuck herself with my cock. Considering her big belly, that was very impressive.
"S-Sheesh, for a nerd, you sure got a good thing down there huh?" she called, hissing and biting her lower lip as she started to fuck herself, starting the session that would see me satisfying her cravings for the rest of the day.
Moka had been fun to fuck.
Adachi Miko was relaxing to fuck.
Sex Beaches were getting more popular. Walled private beaches, accessible only for those who could prove they were eighteen years old or higher.
They were small sub sections of nudist beaches, which had been long since gaining popularity even in the famously conservative country I lived in. Needless to say, I've visited the closest Sex Beach once or twice, though I've never bred a woman in one.
But getting my dick sucked by a heavily pregnant woman while watching other beautiful women milling about was fun. Nudist beaches lacked a certain... mysterious charm to them, naked women were all nice and fun, but there was something to be said about a stunning woman in a swimsuit.
Like Miko herself. I caressed and patted her head as she sucked me off.
She pulled up and smiled at me while stroking my cock. "Heheh, you're still the best Coach," she said, sighing in pleasure.
"Didn't you get a boyfriend?" I asked, idly leaning back on the towel under the beach umbrella we were occupying.
She kissed the glans of my penis and hummed. "Yeah... my new coach..." she sighed. Her already significant tits were swollen even bigger and heaving from her breathing. Her competitive racing swimsuit could scarcely contain them. "But... even if I try really hard, he can only get it up once... and he's just boring... he's not as good as my real Coach," she said.
It wasn't uncommon.
"Whenever I'm with you, my times improve, I'm beating the others on the swimming team even though," she patted her belly, the bump significant enough that it couldn't be ignored. "I won't be able to swim for several months so... let me enjoy this consolation prize..!" she said, as she opened her mouth and engulfed me again.
I caressed her head as she sucked me like I was her comfort cock.
An advantage of not being on official breeder business when I meet a girl is that I can just... sit back and enjoy parts of their bodies that I usually wouldn't.
But that's not to say I'm not using my privileges.
Yotsuba Kotoha really liked fucking in movie theaters and matching the scenes on-screen.
"Once you told me I'd probably forget you within a week," I said, caressing her swollen belly. She a small, but noticeable bump, and her sporty choice of clothing, booty shorts and a sports bra, were doing nothing to hide it.
This time, she had chosen a movie that didn't have a heavy plot. It was a movie about an existing cartoon show, one where a young boy traveled around the world with crazy monsters that fit in his pocket. The movie was about the rush of all the ladies he had met along the way, trying to get impregnated by him to claim the role of the legal wife.
Her long purple hair was gathered into a braid, and she seemed amused. "I stand impregnated," she replied cheekily.
Since she was already pregnant, I had no need to breed her... and we were reenacting the scene on screen, where one of the women was trying to get ahead of the others by offering her juicy peach ass to the young man who was deliberating on his wife.
Thus, Kotoha had turned around, spread her cheeks and offered me her well lubricated asshole. Of course she knew there'd be anal.
In, out, in, out, breathing at the same pace I was fucking, it was incredibly tight and narrow, a little bit stiff, but extremely pleasurable.
She moaned and mewled. There was no point in hiding, people were all watching, some wide eyed, some pretending not to look, there was even a good number of people who were joining me and Kotoha as I pounded her ass from behind.
The scene on screen was fast paced, and so was I, and I thoroughly enjoyed her asshole. Unlike the man on screen, I had something else to hold onto than hips, so I snaked a hand forward and caressed her baby bump as I fucked her from behind, feeling the satisfaction that came from knowing the child growing in her belly was mine.
But hers wasn't the only belly that was mine.
Takahata Ryoko's belly was also mine, and that was very relevant, because she wanted to really impress upon her boyfriend just how much she enjoyed getting fucked. It was a little odd to have a man sitting seiza beside the bed, even more when it was her fiancée.
But it was hard to care about that when I was buried hip deep in the unbelievably sexy blonde.
I wasn't about to complain about getting to have sex with a woman beautiful enough to have an online following just for the fact that she is that pretty.
My fingers almost dug into her hips, I slammed my hips into her butt from behind, and my cock went all the way as deep as it could in her pussy. Her belly was huge, but the doctor had confirmed that sex was totally safe and healthy even, she could use the exercise.
Even rough sex the way she liked it was okayed by her nurse!
I spared a glance to the man she would marry. He was hard, but his cock was about the size of my finger.
"This is- soooo much better than your pencil dick!" Ryoko called to her boyfriend, "why don't you learn something!" she cried out.
I pushed in so hard it almost felt like I was scrambling her insides, she was much tighter and narrower than normal. The blonde's hair was flapping about as I fucked her even harder.
Honestly it was an unexpected turn on to be treated like this. I've heard breeders sometimes be described as bulls, and I've slept with my fair share of both married and unmarried women, but this experience is definitely one I won't soon forget.
Especially not as I got to have it with one of the sexiest women in the world.
I redoubled my pace, and with one final glance at her soon-to-be husband, I dedicated all I had to putting another thick, heavy and excessively virile load of semen in her pussy, to show the insufficient man just how a woman like Ryoko deserved to get fucked.
-x-X-x-
"Gluk" was the word of the day, and a rocking song was the perfect backing track for the greatest vocal performance that Adelle Mochizuki had ever given.
Hung from the ceiling, with a red silk rope wrapped around most of her body, especially tied around her arms, putting them together and holding them fast behind her back, as well as drawing a tortoise-shell pattern across her lovely chocolate brown back. A black blindfold covered her eyes, a shaking and vibrating dildo stuck out from her butt, and her front had a silken rope bra to make her leaking breasts stick out even more.
Her belly was carefully and lovingly held in place with a rope hammock, ensuring proper support and sufficient restraint.
Her cheeks were darkenned, and as I pulled my now thoroughly slobbered on cock from her mouth, she had to take a few moments to just collect herself, swallowing a few times before she resumed breathing.
I grinned down at her, using the back of my hand to wipe the slight bit of saliva that had escaped from the corner of my lip, it's been hard not to smile, seeing the cunty and harsh spoken bitch like that. To think she was still putting on some rocking performances up until recently, even though she had to change her bra and shirt after every song.
Girl got super wet and started to lactate when performing, and the hotter things got, the worse it became. At some point, she had just given up on it and her performances were now lewd shows where she would stain the stages of bars with her juices, especially when I was able to attend.
I grabbed the back of her head and pulled her by the hair to look up, I didn't need to see her eyes to know they were unfocused, especially as I brought her forward, making her lose her footing, only her toes reaching the ground, and rubbed my cock and balls along her face, as she desperately kissed, suckled and licked at whatever part of my sex she could reach.
"That's it, good girl, get me all nice and lubbed, I'm going to say hi to my kid inside you."
We didn't know the gender of her baby, and frankly, I didn't really care. As long as it was my seed growing in her womb, that was the only thing that mattered.
"Yeshh-" she mewled.
She liked it rough, that much I knew, but she loved focusing on her senses more than anything. Restraining her, blocking her sight, making her focus exclusively on her other four senses, was her own idea, and though embarrassing to admit at first, she taught me a lot of how to tie her up properly.
Girl could flip between total bitch and submissive kitten in five seconds flat.
"Fhugh, fuck me moar, sheer, sir~!" she said, swallowing as I began to walk around her.
At the same time, I took the opportunity to run my fingers, ghosting them along her sides. I was happy to see that she was a little bit chunkier, when her pregnancy first started she had been a little too thin, but it seemed like feeding her protein shakes so often was working out well for her.
She shivered and shook as my fingers tickled her chest and stomach and her flank and lower back, until I reached her well shaped butt, which was still as firm as ever. Raising my hand, I delivered a mighty, powerful slap, that made her breasts shake and jiggle from the impact, a squirt of pussy juice erupting from her exposed cunt.
Alas, fucking her pussy was dangerous, with the baby and all, so I had to content myself with taking the dildo out of her ass, and shoving it in her pussy before cranking it up to its maximum setting. It's strange, isn't it? How advanced the sex toy industry was, yet, so often I met women who had never used one, and who had to learn from me how to use them.
Of course, now I knew why, it wasn't natural, the world wasn't natural, but so what, what did I care? All I cared about, as I lined myself up with Adelle's tight ass... was the pleasure we could share!
Alas, my time is constantly being demanded, and though I would spend quite a bit of time making sure Adelle was well and truly pleased with my service, I had to go pay a visit to my other repeat customers.
One that was a bit surprising was when, of all people, a woman I had once just fucked on a train on a whim managed to track me down, because she wanted me so damn badly.
Kei was still just as beautiful as I remembered, she had a more motherly look than most of the women I fucked, a look and style that complimented the fact that she not only already had two kids, but based on the swell of her tummy and her swollen breasts, she was going to be getting a third soon enough.
More importantly, I found she had a lot of kinks and a lot of issues that she needed to work through, and her relationship with her husband wasn't so much on the rocks as it was tumbling off a cliff, especially because even as her sexual appetite reawakened through me, he hadn't been an outlet for it at all.
Thus, I found myself on my back on the couple's marital bed, with the wife bouncing on my cock as I laid down with my hands behind my head, the woman who was closing in on forty years old demonstrating she was just as beautiful, nay, even more so than the young and fit ladies, and that experience was a quality well worth the time it took to acquire it.
Her movements were excellent, she had an incredible rhythm that kept me from ever growing bored, even as she actively kept varying her pressure and slowing down just so she wouldn't cause me to orgasm too soon.
Out of the corner of my eye I caught sight of the bedside table. The small lamp beside it provided only relatively dim lighting, and the lights were turned down so that the atmosphere matched, but I could still see three pictures, one of Kei with two older folks, her mother and father I presumed, one of her with an almost aggressively boring man, and one of her with two boys of different ages.
Her family.
She had made damn sure the one of her with her husband was pointed directly at the bed.
She wanted me to see it. She wanted me to be incensed, motivated, by the thought of doing better than her husband. I turned my face to look at her as she looked down at me, her hands on my shoulders, her breathing hitched and her movements growing rougher.
"Breed me..!" she muttered. "I need it, show me how a real man makes love..!"
I couldn't help the smirk that pulled at my lips, as I moved my hands along her legs and onto her hips. Her pregnancy was far along enough that I could cradle her growing belly in my hands and feel the stiffness of a body prepared to defend the life growing within it with all it had.
My hands continued their travel up to her chest, and I grabbed at them. Every time we met, Kei put on her fanciest lingerie, and this was no different. She was wearing a lacy black set with open cups that allowed me free access to her nipples, and a matching pair of panties that had a slit just about big enough for my cock to fit through, so I could fuck her wearing them.
Apparently, it had been all sets of lingerie she had bought across her years to try to appeal to her husband. I am glad to point out, the more we fuck, the older the lingerie she's using. Though her body shows no signs of losing any of its voluptuousness, I love the shape she's in, and I love when I see her improve.
"You're making yourself pretty for me, how could I not?" I responded, as I raised my knees, planted the soles of my feet on the mattress and grabbed at her fleshy butt and hips, gritting my teeth as I pushed into her powerfully, fucking her so hard her breasts were jiggling wonderfully.
Making them bounce became my sole reason for being, and I pounded her from below, up into her again and again, never letting her rest, never giving her a break, and showing her how a man who truly desires a woman fucks her!
And though I would be ridden to orgasm again and again and again by Kei, my life was such that I couldn't focus purely on her either.
Because miss Yasunori, Kotone for those close to her, also called me back for repeat performances of our breeding sessions.
Kotone had a lot of hobbies, and I do mean a lot of hobbies, that ranged from the extremely common among women her age, to those that seemed perhaps a bit of an outlier for an adult woman, like for example, building a particular kind of anime figure, mechanized mobile suits, mostly the kind that switched shape between plane and humanoid robot.
But the most relevant was the fact that she liked to cosplay.
Natch, she liked to be fucked in cosplay. And most of all, she liked when it happened in public. Something had seemed to drive her over the edge, maybe it was seeing her best friend with her baby, maybe it was getting impregnated herself, maybe it was the fact that she found someone who could and would indulge her fetishes... or maybe it was the fact that it felt really, really good.
Whatever the case was, Kotone had invited me to some sort of anime convention, and then, dragged my out of place ass to the small plaza where cosplayers in erotic outfits would be posing for a bunch of men with extremely obvious erections to take pictures of her that ranged from the normal to the saucy and even the downright pornographic, especially of the lewder outfits.
I wrote that to memory, and made a note to some day come back to make use of my breeder card to stain some of those outfits.
Like the one Kotone had chosen, a positively tiny black bikini, fox ears and a fluffy tail. The tail was a buttplug, meaning she was holding it up with just the muscles of her butthole. On top of that, the character she was cosplaying was apparently known for being a slob, and a little bit pudgy, so it went perfectly with the small but prominent belly bump.
A small white headband kept her hair out of her eyes, and her glasses were tied behind her actual human ears, making sure to keep her hair in place so that said ears wouldn't show, giving the illusion that the fluffy ears on top were her real and only ears.
Her choosing a fox made me a little amused, but mostly, it incensed my desires and set the fire burning in me.
That was why as I pretended to be one of the photographers around her, I waited until she was stewing in her own juices, almost trembling underneat the glare of the many people taking pictures of her, never knowing when I would strike... until I did.
Stepping up from behind her, I grabbed her and pulled her up. "Let's make this shoot one to remember huh!" I called, hugging her body to yours truly's and pressing her almost naked back to my chest to help with supporting her weight, as I slid my hands between her legs and behind her knees. "C'mon everyone," I shouted, raising her to expose her crotch, "show our fox here how much you love her!"
At first I thought someone might try to stop her, but rather than that, a lot of people started actually masturbating to the sight, the show I was putting on already getting several to start stroking themselves through their pants. How quaint - even at this stage, the men weren't stepping in, even though they obviously felt sexual desire...
The very representation of the herbivorous men that wouldn't fuck a woman even if she was begging for it.
With a little effort, I managed to free my cock, slipping it out of my pants with one hand while putting as much of Kotone's weight on my chest and back as I could, then, with the same hand, I pulled her panties to the side, hearing the oohs and aahs as her pussy became exposed for the first time.
I had to adjust because her tail was getting annoyingly in the way, but my movements caused her to yelp and yip in a way befitting her accessories, since it moved the plug in her ass just right to hit her weak points.
Then I pushed it in, and took her other leg back with my hand, as I began fucking her right there in front of everyone. "Nhghooo, everyone can see!! My slutty pussy, everyone can see how wet I am!"
I laughed and bounced her on my hips, it felt oddly satisfying and empowering to fuck her in front of everyone else, to claim her where everyone could see, to show them what women needed, and what they couldn't give them.
"Haaah, sho gooooo'~!"
I pounded her as hard as I could and as fast as I could and showing everyone just how to do it, how to pleasure her, to drive it into them, that it was me doing it, that she was my woman, that the baby growing in her belly was mine.
I can never get enough, and neither can any of the women who've become my partners!
-x-X-x-
Now, don't get me wrong, just because I spend most of my time attending to the lovely ladies' of the world's physical needs and problems, doesn't mean I don't have other kinds of good times if and when there's an opportunity for them. So it really wasn't too crazy for me to find myself not hip deep in an aftercare session, even as I met up with two of the women I've bred in the past.
Of course, I'm hardly the sort that likes romantic movies. I'm a man of actions, horizontal action, I prefer a little bit of the old in-out, in-out, as my form of entertainment. And personally, I wouldn't have pegged the slutty women who I met up with as romantics.
But by just turning my head I can see a woman who looks like she's trying way too hard to look like a slutty high schooler, with a massive pair of tits that was spilling out of her top, hair dyed two different colors and wearing a skirt so short that it revealed her tiny thong, and she's bawling her eyes out at the scene where the two main characters of the story have to say goodbye for the last time.
It was a decently old movie, an old classic, rereleased, about a tragic accident on a boat in freezing cold water, apparently a quasi-true story, mostly the romance bits were all invented by the screenwriters.
Now, Tamaki was weeping like a baby, but caring even less than me about the romantic story was Shouko, whose ash-brown hair was much closer to her real hair tone, though she was by no means less erotic than her partner in lewds, with her own extremely voluptuous body almost entirely on display, as she had already cast off the trappings of her clothes.
And for her part, Shouko was busy blowing me, because she was extremely bored with the two hour romance. Honestly, I feel a little bad about that because while I found the romance a bit silly, especially considering the man supposedly overcame his herbivorous disposition to bring himself to blow the female lead's back out in a car, but the characters were quite compelling.
But hey.
What the fuck did I care about any of that?
Getting my dick sucked by a woman I've impregnated is a privilege I really can't ever have enough of.
My hand came down to rest on the back of Shouko's head. I can't tell you how many times I had done this in my imagination, back in my school days. Both her and Tamaki. Unfortunately I wouldn't get my license until quite a bit after leaving high school.
Sighing, I relaxed and accompanied her movements, my hand moving from the back of Shouko's head all the way to her waist, rubbing along her spine. She was only wearing a leopard print thong in bright purple, she usually wore fancy stuff to begin with but it seemed she'd cottoned on to the fact I liked her gal getup, so she always wore that stuff specially for me.
Even as it went out of fashion in the world of partners for hire.
"They was so close!" Tamaki whispered, her voice a little hoarse due to her crying, and she was interrupted by sobs as she wiped at her eyes with a slightly greasy napkin. "Aww, c'mon man, jus' climb on!"
The blonde was so absorbed in the movie that she didn't even notice the fact that over on this end, me and Shouko were already getting a march on her.
Bobbing her head up and down rapidly, the object of a thousand boys' fap material back in highschool, and probably a lot more now that she could do porn legally, seemed entirely dedicated to nothing but slurping every last drop out of me, her cheeks hollowing out as her lips left colorful trails on my shaft.
She looked up, her big eyes full of mirth as she caught my gaze with hers, and then she glanced at Tamaki, who was covering her face to not see the scene of the male romantic lead meeting his end in ice cold water.
Pulling her head back, Shouko let my cock out of her mouth and then kissed the tip, before she aimed my cock, and then she dove between my legs, taking my balls into her mouth and managing to pop them both in, it honestly was quite impressive at first and then I couldn't think about that because of just how amazing it felt.
Her skill was incredible, she had clearly practiced how to suck on and lick a pair of balls, she was an absolute master of testicular worship, but more than that, she didn't miss a beat, grabbing my cock in her hand firmly, squeezing it to match and exceed the pressure her mouth had put me in, and then stroked me to completion while stimulating my balls.
All to make sure my orgasm was as mighty as it came, and she succeeded, and then guided my cock's eruption right onto her friend, the other woman I'd fapped many times thinking of, and now, got the privilege to bukkake.
Cumming like that felt almost as good as cumming deep inside a pussy to fertilize it, the satisfaction wasn't the same, but, glazing a super hot woman with my semen is a satisfying idea of its own.
Especially since I got a lot of it all over her face and belly, which was protruding ever so slightly from her unbuttoned shirt.
She stopped, mouth hanging open, and suddenly it was like the tears from the emotional scene weren't even there, because offense took over, and she immediately shoved Shouko off of me while one hand was grabbing her thong and then once she moved it out of the way, she plopped her tight ass, expertly, on my cock, managing to penetrate herself on me.
"If yer' gonna play dirty, then I'll too!"
Her whisper was low and harsh and her voice was furious, but there was no point in holding in her voice there when she immediately started moaning. A couple people looked over, and I pulled the little card that marked me as a breeder from the drink holder on the seat, and almost everyone that looked to be offended at what was happening instead returned to watching the movie.
Thanks to the explicit sex scene, the movie was R18, which meant the theater was a place in which, theoretically, no minors could run into us, making it perfectly in line with the legal requirements for breeding activity.
Some others, however, sort of stayed to watch, both men and women, leaning over seats, looking over their seats.
I pushed Tamaki forward and she caught the seat in front of mine, and yelped as I began pounding her ass from behind. The aisles were just big enough that with a little maneuvering, Shouko could work her way between my legs and under my crotch, once again taking over the task of licking my balls.
I looked down, having to look around Tamaki's body to see Shouko's own belly, slightly perkier and more forward than Tamaki's. They were so similar, yet so different, that it felt incredible to be able to compare them.
Properly grabbing Tamaki's hips, I went off on her fully, pounding her ass from behind until I drove her to a screaming orgasm over the start of the credits roll, which featured a compilation of scenes from the movie.
While I would make a genuine and honest attempt at imitating the pose used by the protagonist in the car scene when it came up, it might be physically impossible. Not that Shouko or Tamaki were complaining...
And speaking about complaints...
I met with the agent of the international organization, BREEDER, for coffee.
I took mine with milk and sugar, honestly there's a time and place for a wake up shot of pure caffeine to my veins, and that afternoon was neither the place nor was it the time. But what it was the time and place for, was for Victoria to get the cream she preferred to drink her coffee with.
Semen.
She wanted semen on her coffee. Cum coffee. Cumffee, if you will. The latest international craze, apparently it was all the rage overseas. Not that I cared about what was happening overseas, no, what was happening between my legs was way more important.
I looked down and under the table. The café we were at had long tablecloths that were designed in such a way that you couldn't see what was happening under them unless you were directly at the table and directly on one of its seats, it sort of looked weird at first but the way they parted reminded me of a heated pad with thick blankets, a kotatsu but worse.
She was, unfortunately, not showing at all. We met rarely, she had to travel a lot for her job, and though it was part of her work to sample the world's greatest breeders, she always lifted my spirits, because she came back to me every time, simply because none other could make her feel like I did.
My ego soared every time she dropped by.
And looking at her perky black ass swinging, her blue spats stretched by it, was definitely making other things get bigger too.
She fished my cock out of my pants, and licked her lips, looking up at me, raising a finger to her lips to tell me to keep quiet. Technically speaking, she wasn't supposed to visit breeders she had already probed, unless they failed the test, and even then, she had a six month waiting period. It was a deliberate rule to prevent attachment.
So she really, really shouldn't be opening her mouth and deepthroating me like she was doing. Bobbing her head up and down. Looking up at me just under the tablecloth. Slurping and sucking and swallowing, drinking my precum and making sure to leave me thoroughly covered in her saliva.
I relaxed and let her do her thing, while taking a sip of my coffee, even as I was getting sucked off.
Without me noticing, she had somehow managed to pull off the spats she wore under her miniskirt, and brought them up to my crotch, covering my shaft with them and ensuring the extra warm and extra wet spot that had just been pressed against her pussy moments ago was stretched over my glans, before she started stroking me with her hands, then once again, taking the tip of my cock into her mouth, combining a blowjob, spatsjob and handjob all at once.
At the same time, the waitress of the café, a young lady that seemed fresh off of school in an extremely short maid uniform, came over.
"Hello master, have you been served?" she asked, holding a platter over her chest, which was almost exposed due to the thin fabric of her apron and the low cut of her dress.
I hummed, and grabbed my phone, idling firing off the app and making sure to log her details. Yep. She was there. I made a mental note of it, then turned back to her. "Yes I-"
And then I was interrupted as I was deepthroated again, spats and all, wincing.
"I've, huh, been served already-" I flinched as Victoria started going even harder on my cock, losing no time at all and trying to drive me towards orgasm. "Actually, can you bring me a cold drink? Sparkling water please," I said.
"Alrighty! I'll be right with you master!"
She turned around and skipped away, the movements causing her skirt to raise and expose her similarly maid themed underwear.
As if offended that my attention was wandering, Victoria redoubled her effort, and did everything in her power to recapture and maintain my attention, enough so that before long, I'd wind up dragging her to the store's bathroom...
Unfortunately, that would be the last time I orgasmed.
For about three days.
It was utter torture and by the dawn of the third day, I was just about ready to explode.
It was basically a combination of everyone being busy, and there being no unfulfilled requests within traveling distance for the first time in ages. It was so strange to be in that position and situation that the first day I spent more time being confused than anything else. The second, I was already annoyed. By the third, frustration gave way to a deep seated ache in my balls.
And it was on the night of the third day of my involuntary celibacy that someone finally popped up in my radar, a woman who was ready and breedable.
I followed the directions given to me through the app and arrived at a rather fancy apartment building with the latest tech on the door, and was then taken to the penthouse suite, where someone who I guessed was the CEO of some company lived. Frankly, I cared little about anything other than getting to empty my balls.
So when the door to the fancy penthouse suite opened and revealed Yoko, the sexy redhead who had once trampled my masculinity and gave me my very first taste of being defeated by a woman, I...
Admit it.
I could not bring myself to give a shit about any of that and only cared that she was a breedable woman ready to get down.
So when she opened her mouth to speak I stole a kiss, and then kicked the door closed as I grabbed her and carried her into her own apartment.
I barely saw that she was living in the lap of luxury, but I did note she owned an entire home theater setup, and more importantly, noted that there was a large couch set in front of it. I carried her to said couch, and then the two of us made short work of her slacks, pulling them off and tossing them away, revealing her crotchless panties.
"I had been hoping to use the opportunity to tease a new breeder, but, getting properly bred is fine too," she said, a little cheekily.
Her panties were open and revealed her gushing wet pussy. I knew she was a difficult lay, she had a high threshold for pleasure and her own skill combined with her desire to make her partner squirm made her a difficult conquest for any layman breeder. But for me, she was simply delicious.
I spread her legs and got a good sniff of her pussy, snorting it in like a drug, and then kissed and made out with her cunt lips, slurping, sucking and swallowing her juices, and when I was sure she was wet and ready to go, I undid the knot of my sweatpants and then pulled at the elastic, letting them fall then kicking them off.
She gasped. "It looks even bigger than last time," she moaned, eyes widening ever so slightly. "I'm the only one who hasn't been blessed yet," she muttered, "so go ahead..! Show me what you've got for me!"
There was a deeply competitive part of me that had never gotten over how thoroughly she had defeated me back then, how she had made me question my prowess and made me feel insecure, insufficient, made me feel like less of a man.
There was a part of me that would never forgive her that emasculation.
But fuck that shit because she's really fucking hot and as I go in, her pussy feels really fucking good, and that's the only thing of any real importance!
I mashed my lips to hers and kissed her while fucking her against her own couch, the legs screeching as they rubbed against the wooden flooring, scratching it some, I don't think she cared, given she threw her head back with an expression of pure ecstasy.
She had clearly prepared for this, but I was going to make sure that no amount of preparations would be enough!
There were so many things I wanted to say or do every time I thought about Yoko, and every time I thought about the history we shared, but none of them were more important than making sure that I impressed upon her and her body just who she was fucking with.
Quite literally!
And hey, if we can make a baby while we're at it, that'd be swell.
Are you watching me, Tsukiko?
Are you watching how far I've come since we first met? Are you watching me as I pound this woman into a mess?
Because you should!
Next up... You!
Breaking me out of my reverie, Yoko grabs me by the shoulders, her nails digging into my muscles through my shirt. She flashes a glare at me, and in this, I've to admit fault, I should not be thinking about another woman while I'm in the middle of proper breeder activity.
I kiss her again as an apology, and to show her I mean well, I decided to fuck her even harder, pushing her towards her first orgasm of the night as she screamed out, muffled against my mouth, even as I continued to fuck her through her orgasm, and started working on bringing her to the next, even higher peak of pleasure, working towards the ultimate climax before I was ready to pour my baby batter in her.
I'd be damned sure I wasn't walking out of that apartment unless there was a bun in that oven, maybe even two or three. She'd look great carrying my triplets.
-x-X-x-
For the first time in a long while, I found myself...
At peace.
You'd think that once I got married, I would stop doing so much breeding.
Getting married had somehow only made me more popular, and made me get more personal requests than ever. Which made my time be very highly on demand, and sometimes, I would not return home for several days in a row.
Luckily, a couple days were nothing for my wife, who had waited eons for me, and for whom a second and a decade were no different.
Tsukiko relaxed and rested her head on my shoulder.
To be entirely honest, the entire bullshit with her being some sort of higher being hasn't really been too terribly relevant.
Somehow or other, we've wound up settling into what feels like a weirdly pedestrian life. I mean, sure, sometimes I have a really silly idea and she just makes it happen, like that thing with the stopwatch that stops time only for me, or that time we went back in time and met Doctor in his youth, the hero who had saved the world with nothing but his interminable lust.
Mostly though, I've found a deep affection for just cuddling with her.
My hand snaked around her body and grabbed her by the side, pulling her closer to me.
"It's weird," Tsukiko muttered.
"What is?" I asked, as the news channel on the TV reported on the family drama of a former olympian and swimsuit model whose husband was apparently one of the first Breeders. I changed the channel, because I already knew that story was all false, there was no such drama, it was just something they dug back up every time the news cycle was slow.
So we settled instead to watch a tv show in which the drama was actually intentionally scripted and invented instead. It was absolutely terrible, with poor acting, low quality sets and even worse direction.
Which made it pretty enjoyable, but just for all the wrong reasons.
"I feel... fulfilled," she muttered, as her hand reached for her belly. "After all this time, all these years, all of this effort... eons of time and... all of it has built up to this..?" she muttered. "Watching TV here like it's nothing..."
She closed her eyes and relaxed against my body, caressing our child through the barriers that separated them from the outside world.
"That's a bad thing?" I asked. "You sound strange."
"It just- an infinity of possibilities, the power to create and modify the entire world, and-" she blew and moved a strand of hair from her face, "and somehow I still can't stop watching these terrible tv shows!"
I snorted, and changed the channel, and instead, an animated show about a man who sold gasoline and gasoline accessories and his friends and family came on, named Lord of the Cavern.
"Ooh, I like this one," Tsukiko said.
We settled to watch it, though eventually we would devolve into an argument about whether the subtitled or dubbed version was a better watch, but that... is a story for another time.
For this one, we'll just content ourselves with the happily ever after, mundane as it is.