III - Bria's first major assignment

In the weeks that followed, Bria's count continues to climb and her reputation in the Foundation continues to grow. She is stopped at every corner in the lobby; celebrated with invitations for dates and, of course, services in a private bedroom. Sometimes, it is pleasant, and other times, it tends to be overdone. But who can blame them. No one else has a record like hers, and Bria is well regarded as the futa with a gentle touch. Anything goes in Bria's room, but at the end of the day, there is only place she will cum.

A long day of breeding once ended with Bria giving two middle-aged women some personal time in Elizabeth Delaney's office, leaving behind quite the mess, as the ladies wanted, if nothing else than to spite their manager. A sentiment Bria was more than happy share. Although the call Bria got the next day was not so pleasant. She shrugged her shoulders, knowing another two wombs got to kiss her cock and have another shot at children.

Bria saw little of Beth in those days, who, despite showing a far larger libido in the past, hadn't reached to the futa in recent days. Bria knows she spends a lit of time with Sadie, but she didn't think too much on it. Afterall, it meant more time on the streets satiating her own desires. But she imagined that rounded belly next to her, and her imagination runs wild.

Bria would not tell Beth what she had been up to. As far as she was concerned, Beth only thought she out having her fun as usual while finding ways to pay rent. She did not tell Beth she found work at the Foundation. "This is for the best," she tells herself.

It was a pity, however, that she should ever think of seperating with Beth. Bria likes her, but she could not picture a life with a woman as it meant attachment, and attachment created problems.

...

The summer heat was blazing. Most of the futa Bria noticed were inside this time around, preferring to cool off and wait for evening. This was one resson she shined above the rest. Women in shorts and skirts were everywhere, and these futas were going to pass on a chance to go hit it off? She dared that blazing heat, often coming back sunburnt, but with an additional three future baby bumps given out, a cool shower and, an entourage to relieve her hard cock in her return, it was worth it.

One day, however, sitting down to the computer, she finds that she cannot access the files and profiles of her targets. In fact, her name on the board was no longer present. Perhaps it was the perpetual libido speaking, but Bria snapped and screamed like a wild animal, before settling down, and deciding to go up to Delaney's office.

So many thoughts crossed Bria's mind, of which fearing she was being punished for some minor indiscretion that she did not abide by. Once she crossed the threshold into that museum of an office, she finds another lady sitting in the very chair of Miss Delaney.

She was a slim woman, wearing a shiny, designer, satin skin-tight dress with many loose fabric pieces hanging over her upper body, especially around the breasts. Her curly black hair waved when she turns to look up at Bria with those stone-cold, dark eyes. Bria, with her experience, could guess she is in her fifties, but damn, did could she have fooled anyone else to guess she was in her thirties. With a thin frame, and tight dress to match, she looked absolutely gorgeous and knew how to make her lean form the center of attention.

Bria could hazard a guess that she was someone of importance, but nothing could bring her more joy than to attempt to hit on this lady. No doubt, however, this lady can already see Bria's mindset at work in her groin.

"Hey sexy," Bria starts. "Bit of a mistake to wear something so hot on a day like this, don't you think?"

"Mistake," she says calmly. "Only mistake I see is ignorance." Her expression was difficult to read: somewhere between a sly smile and a cold, judging stare.

'Why do business women always look so damn hot they want to talk serious?' Bria thinks. She cannot escape the fact that this woman keeps her stoic face and looks directly into her eyes, a mirror of Elizabeth Delaney's very impression, but between the two, it was clear which was the master, and Bria would like nothing more than to have that slim figure put on some baby weight.

"I am Savannah Lee. Remember that name," she says with a hint of threat. "Now sit. We have business to discuss."

"Only business I deal with is whether the woman before me is accepting my seed or is about to."

"Good, because that is part of it. Now sit, already. Your peering friend is perfectly acceptable."

Bria takes the seat before the desk, her legs spread to make sure the woman could see everything. "What can I do for you, Miss Lee?"

"I have no doubt you are here to attempt to restore your status on the bounty board. I have a task, and it's not optional. In fact, this task is the sole reason I have wanted your presence in these halls for many years. The situation wasn't quite ready until we at least got to see you work, however, we are confident to know you are."

Bria shrugged. "So, I am just knocking up girls again. Might as well have just sent me a letter and a plane ticket."

"You think I called you in here for one woman. No, Bria. What makes you unique is your speed and endless hunger. What I need isn't another seducer, but an animal. When I unleash you, whole towns will turn into nurseries."

No amount of self-restraint could stop Bria from perking up at that last statement. 'Is she exaggerating? Whole towns?'

"I will send you out to a small town, and I expect over half the population to become mewling sluts fawning over your cock by the time you are done. The standard stipulations apply. Avoid the law, and all is well. Succeed in my assignments, and you will be well rewarded."

'My God, she is serious!' Bria thought. "So, what is this task, or town, you have in mind?"

Savannah stood up and paced back and forth, seemingly talking to herself more than addressing Bria. "Out East, there is a small town who likes to isolate themselves from the town in the Mountains. The mission, knock up as many - and I mean as many - of their fertile girls you pass within the month."

"That is quite the little mission, Miss Lee. I admit I'm still dumbstruck by it. But what's in it for you? I know how a woman with a dress like that and attitude like yours work. Despite what the Foundation wants, this seems too big when we have been operating in a city where thousands could be bred within the year."

Savannah curls one side of her lip to a smile. "There is so much that we want from this little scheme. The process is long to explain, but the summary is an expansion into the region, and access to materials that surveyors have found in the region."

"It seems out of the way for expansion. There is hardly any major cities in that direction."

"You'd be right, and out in the middle of nowhere, such expidentures are costly. But that is something I cannot reveal, not yet at least," Savannah stares out into the vast city in thoughtfulness. "In the last week alone, we have seen you make over twenty needy women beg for children, and still you needed attention to just relax that cock of yours. This mission will require that same level of persistence for a straight month, but we will need to see those number doubled."

"Doubled?" Bria cried.

"If not more. Depending on curcumstances, we might be able to extend your trip. Expenses will be covered, naturally."

Bria was at a loss for words. The last month has shown a growth in her activities every week. Her cock was hard just from thinking of the dozens of girls she will meet and slowly induce under her influence: entire towns and villages out in the middle of nowhere, plump with her babies.

"We will see you here next week when we finalize this little plan." Savannah walks out, but not before stopping next to Bria. "I have a good feeling you will succeed. So don't prove me wrong."