A literotic sexstories: Breeding At Will Chapter 3 by kitsune22890 ,
Tyler continues breeding any woman he chooses while also making sure Jaylen stick to her promise of being his personal fuck toy
“It’s okay,” Tyler replied. “I’m going to go talk to your mother anyway.”
“Okay,” Chloe replied. This was fairly normal. Tyler was in the middle of Chloe and her mother in terms of age. Despite being a bit old, Bud, when he was alive, was Tyler’s good friend and in term he became friends with Julie. They’d never gotten married. There were plans to, but Covid struck and ultimately took his life before they could tie the knot.
Originally, Tyler had advised his friend from being with such a woman, one who had four children already. But his heart and mind was set and Bud began dating her anyway. Before long they moved in together and Tyler thought he was crazy. But as Tyler watched Chloe walk in front of him, knowing he could have her whenever, he was having second thoughts. However, he needed to take a break and followed them inside.
Once inside, he walked over to where Julie was sitting. “You want to play Mario Kart?” He asked. It was a common game they often played. Julie enjoyed video games and was one of the things that Bud and her enjoyed and had in common. Tyler had spent countless days with them playing games, staying for dinner and much more. It was still a bond Julie and him shared.
“Sure, can I finish this show first?” She asked. “It’s almost over.”
“No problem,” he said, sitting down on the couch. It was some doctor’s show, he thought while looking at a few scenes. Whatever it may be, he didn’t care much for it and pulled his phone out. He browsed Facebook for a moment, still surprised of all companies that went under, almost none of the social media companies fell, except Twitter of course. They fell hard, but he wasn’t surprised since Elon Musk was running it into the ground even without Covid.
However, there wasn’t much going on and he quickly grew bored. He scrolled through his phone and finally decided he should explore the app he had from the Federal Repopulation Act or FRA. He already read the rules for the most part and simply scanned through what there was. Mostly forms, he found. But then Tyler found the chat room.
He clicked the button and entered it, but was disappointed when he found it mostly dead. There were a bunch of old messages, mostly complaining about the government. He found it strange that on a Federally governed program they’d openly criticize the government. Not that it was anything rash or radical. Just small complaints. He kept reading through them until suddenly he got a private message.
“Follow the link here. It’ll explain more about the program,” was all it said. Obviously, he was wary about clicking random links, but it wasn’t an expensive phone and it would prompt him if there was a download or anything. So Tyler clicked it and was immediately brought to a different app with its own chat room. He immediately saw messages popping up. Everyone apparently used their real name.
Chad: I sent Tyler the link, he should be here shortly.
Chad: There he is. Welcome Tyler to the real chat room!
Andrew: Welcome to the club. Our 5th member!
Jason: Welcome buddy. Your world is about to get awesome.
Tyler: What is this?
Chad: This is our chatroom. It’s encrypted and not monitored so we can be frank about what we’re doing. We put up some bullshit stuff on the other one, but this is the real thing we actually use.
Tyler: I’m the 5th guy? I thought there were ten guys chosen in this state?
Andrew: Technically the ten are already picked but they stagger it when they give out stud cards. We’ll have another member in like 1-3 months.
Tyler: Oh okay. So what’s this chat for exactly?
Jason: Give each other ideas, share our experience and such. Like this morning I smashed this cute 16 year old out of nowhere. Was grocery shopping and saw her. Long legs, blond hair, all in a mini skirt. Just had to get a baby up in that
Chad: Ignore Jason for now. He’s a bit more forward than anyone else.
Jason: Oh please like you all haven’t just went for it when you saw a hot one.
Tyler: Seems a bit much.
Chad: Yes, but not really. They knew what they were doing when they picked us. Jason just likes to brag.
Tyler: What do you mean they knew what they were doing?
Andrew: So everyone was tested, blood sample, sperm sample, and that questionaire you got. Obviously they needed above average fertile males who were healthy. But they also used the questionnaire to make sure we’d breed females.
Tyler: They did?
Chad: So in a normal civilized society, you’d probably never force yourself on any female. However, if given full permission to do so without consequences, you might be hesitant, but you’d still do it. It’s essentially in our personality or DNA. The thought of dominating, being powerful, and such. Not only are we willing but we enjoy it. They knew what they were doing when they chose us. That’s why you took a million questionnaires and did those virtual interviews with the quacks.
Jason: Have you really not just made someone do it?
Tyler thought for a moment. He never considered himself a rapist or anything of the sort. But after getting his stud card, he wasn’t being so hesitant anymore and certainly used his new found rank. He’d always been polite to any female, patient, kind, and never pressured anyone. But he couldn’t deny he was greatly enjoying his most recent experiences. Perhaps it was in him the whole time.
Tyler: I guess you’re right and I have been more, uh, aggressive
Chad: It’s alright, don’t be ashamed. They literally picked us for this purpose.
Andrew: They also believe we’re more likely to pick suitable matches.
Tyler: What do you mean?
Jason: We’re attuned to our natural instincts. We know which bitch we’re going to breed opposed to which ones we won’t.
Tyler: Bitch? Seems a little offensive.
Jason: Bitch is a term for a female dog, typically one used for breeding. It’s actually accurate. Every girl you breed is basically a bitch for you.
Tyler: Well I suppose so, but don’t you mean women?
Chad: Some of us do.
Jason: lol
Chad: What he means is we have different preferences. I’m guessing this was done on purpose to spread out who we’re impregnating.
Tyler: Really?
Andrew: Yeah, for example I like older ladies, like 30+
Chad: I seem to prefer mid 20’s
Tyler: Hmm, I guess I like college age for the most part lol
Jason: I like the mid to younger teens.
Tyler: I seemed to have guessed that.
Jason: I’ve been doing this for a year now and seeing their bellies bulge with what I put in them… Gets me excited thinking about it.
Chad: Ignore him, he’s a bit more out there than the rest.
Andrew: They messed up when they tested him.
Jason: Fuck you guys.
“It’s crazy, isn’t it?” Julie said, pulling Tyler out of his conversation.
“What is?” He asked.
Julie pointed to the tv where a commercial had just ended. Tyler had no idea what it was about though. “This program to help repopulate and fill in the missing gaps.”
Tyler felt alarmed. “Why do you say that? Was there a commercial for it? I wasn’t paying attention.”
“Yes there was. The normal stuff, saying this is for our future, it’s bigger than us, and such.” She explained.
“So you think it’s bullshit?” He said.
“Not entirely,” Julie confessed. “Truth is, our children are in trouble. If we don’t at least balance the population, my kids are going to be fighting for resources, because we won’t keep a civilization running. It’s not pretty, but after all the feminism and crap, no one wants to have a baby. But let’s be honest, we need a younger generation to support the older one and to keep things going.”
Tyler nodded. “It’s funny, when there were billions of people on the planet, they were worried about a small drop in population. But now it’s all real.” He paused for a moment, thinking. “But wouldn’t you be upset if someone got your kids pregnant?”
Julie took a while to respond. “It’s complicated. Of course not. I mean the twins are only 13, and I don’t want someone their age to go through that so young. Chloe on the other hand could handle it, but she’s very smart and doing so well in college. I think she could really make something of herself. Yet if they were to get pregnant now, at least I’d still be young enough to help them out and get them through it.”
Tyler merely nodded, which she seemed to take as a sign to continue.
“I know we definitely need to boost the population, or when my babies get older, they will be in trouble. I studied enough in school myself to know that we need a younger population to help support the old. Additionally, the numbers are very low in this country. If we don’t do something, it’ll turn into a dystopian wasteland. Critical business will shut down and soon it’ll be every man and woman for themselves. So we need babies. Do I want my kids to supply those babies? Of course not. But that is just me being selfish, yet I don’t know. I have thoughts that I don’t like sometimes.”
Tyler was slightly confused, feeling there was more. “What do you mean?”
“Well, don’t tell Chloe or the twins. But as it stands, part of me wishes the twins would have kids before Chloe. Maybe it’s because she’s my firstborn or something. But she’s doing well in school and like I said, she could really make something of herself. Her studies in biochemistry is what this world needs given the virus we all barely survived. Seeing Bud go through that was horrible. We could never hug or kiss him goodbye. Just watch on the other side of the glass as he faded away.”
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