Let's have fun

I walk right over to the nearest house and knock. A moment later, a woman opens the door. She is tall, with blond hair, a sizable chest, wide hips, and wearing a blue sweater with blue jeans. "Yes?" She says. "Hello, ma'am. I am here for your appointment." I say. "Appointment? she asks in confusion.

"Yes ma'am, to get you pregnant. Don't you remember calling and buying the deluxe pregnancy experience?" I say, as I shift the past just so to make those words come true.

"Oh, of course!" She says in agreement. "I'm so sorry, I must have forgotten. How silly of me. Please, come in!" She states as she allows me entry.

"Where would you like to be fucked?" I inquire as we navigate the house.

"Oh, perhaps the bedroom upstairs?" She asks as she leads me up to the bedroom. "I'm sorry, i am rather new to this, I've never used this type of service before".

That's alright, if it will make you comfortable. What's important is that we work as hard as possible at making you a mother, isn't that right?" I say with a grin.

"Of course! I want nothing more that to be bred like the whore I am, to have your sperm fill me to the brim!" She states proudly, without a hint of shame. "Here we are, the master bedroom." It's just an average bedroom, I'm not to interested to describe the details.

"Now, before we begin, is it alright if i ask you a few questions to finish out the paperwork? I promise it won't take too long, but it's vital that i ask you in order for the treatment to be as effective as we both hope it will." I say, holding a non existant clipboard.

"That's perfectly fine" she says.

"wonderful! Now, are you a natural blonde?"

"Yes, I am" she says with a quirk of her lips.

"Excellent! Now, may i enquire what cup size your breasts are?" I say with a straight face.

"I am a DD-cup." She says proudly, gesturing to her sweater clad chest.

Alright, and just to double check, you said you were an H-Cup, correct?"

"Yes, that's right." She nods, the motion sending shockwaves through her now far larger breasts. It's important to be prepared for what comes next.

"Wonderful. And as I told you on the phone, you have put on cow lingerie for this session, yes?" I say.

"Well, I would certainly hope so, otherwise it seems we are both blind!" She says with her eyebrow raised, as she pulls her sweater up, revealing her large globes covered in only a black and white bikini, cow horn headband sitting on her blond locks.

"And that's a check. Okay, is it true you were a straight A student, top of your class, college graduate, the whole shabang?" I ask.

"Are you kidding?" She laughs, sending her boobs rocking. "No! I never even finished high school! I was too busy-"

"Fucking and trying to have a child?" I interrupt.

"Yes! Exactly! None of the teacher understood why I did it, of course. They never understood the fire inside, the raw need for a cock inside my pussy, if you'll pardon my language." She apologizes.

"I totally understand, and don't worry about swearing, you'll be doing plenty of it soon enough. But is it true that you firmly believe that a woman's only role is to be a breeder, a slut, a wife, and a mother, in that exact order. That women are inherently lesser than men?" I ask.

"Well... Obviously. Have you seen the state of the world? It's all because foolish, empty-headed women decided they wanted rights, and now that's ruined everything. If they just learned to accept that they are inherently inferior, then everything would be right again!" She says with complete conviction in her heart.

"Check. And I am truly glad to meet a fellow believer in the inherent inferiority of women. Now, if you do end up pregnant, and the resulting offspring is a girl, will you raise her to be an insatiable slut who will have sex with both of us as often as we want?"

"Are you kidding me?!" She exclaims. "Of course I would! Any good mother would love if their daughter wanted to follow in their footsteps and got pregnant as soon as possible! I know my mother did, and so did hers! It was such a disappointment that I was unable to bear any children like the rest of the women in my family, none of my sisters ever let me hear the end of it..." She says sadly.

"I am so sorry that happened to you." I say in sympathy as i reach across time and space to make every woman in her family a breeding obsessed slut, retroactively creating hundreds of new, misogynistic women. "But the good news is that we will be fixing that in just a few moments, and hopefully, you will bear many daughters who can go one and continue the family legacy!" I say proudly.

"Do you really think so?" She says softly.

"Ma'am," I say as I lay my hand on her shoulder and look her in the eyes. "I promise you, you will be pregnant before the day is over. But even if you aren't by the first session, we can and will keep trying until the job is done!" I say with full conviction in my heart.

"Thank you, sir." She says, with tears in her eyes. "I'm so glad there are young men out there, willing and able to fuck women like me, who can make women go back to their true place in the world. As slutty cows, only meant to get fucked, get pregnant, and make more slut."

"There's no need to thank me, ma'am. I'm just doing what is right. Anyways, we should probably get back to filling out the paperwork, then we can get to breeding you."

"Ah, right." She agrees.

"Are you currently married?"

"Married? Sadly, no. A bit of a strange question to ask at this point, frankly." She muses.

"And that's another box checked! Alright, just one last question, and then we can begin the first session."

"Finally! I was worried this would never end! So, what's the last question?" She inquires.

"Well, it says here that, in the event you do get pregnant, which we both so dearly are working towards, you will be needing to give me a rather sizable sample of your breast milk, preferably from the tap, so to speak"

"Is that all? That's completely fine! I would have given you that for free!" She laughs.

"Then it's done! Let's get you on that bed!" I smile.