Nothing obvious... at first

Shaking like a leaf bending under the downpour, Rose looked up and around the cafe - and pouted in disappointment. Yes, she saw a couple more pregnant ladies lounging about, but that was in no way titillating. Shaking her head, she put aside expectations of posters and videos promoting single mothers for now. As tempting as it was to make the revision right away, she was also curious to see how the world had changed. Picking up the newspaper she was reading, her eyebrows rose and a blush filled her cheeks.

Senator Announces Pregnancy Out of Wedlock

In another display of "girls being girls," the announcement of a pregnancy from a prominent senator has caused a stir among the public.

Senator Jane Smith, a rising star in the political scene, announced her pregnancy to the media yesterday. She confessed the father of the child is not known, but the Senator has stated that she will raise the child with the help of her parents.

The newspaper dropped to the table, the remaining words left unread as Rose punched her fist up in joy. Fuck yeah! She set a reminder on her phone to throw out all of her condoms the first chance she got. Just afterwards, her iPhone buzzed in her hands. Tapping the notification, she saw that it was a text from her half-sister -

Hold on. She didn't have a sister. Tongue sliding across her lips and blue eyes lighting up in delight, she quickly scrolled through her contact list to find five siblings. And no dad. Looking through her conversation history, she saw they all had different fathers too!

Goodness! Her mother was now a bareback slut. The realization took up all of her thinking power in her aroused state. Her eyes dilated as breaths came in short bursts, the full magnitude of what she done crashing into her. Rose could get knocked up by a stranger. And her family would accept her! Society wouldn't throw her away!

The paths to celebrating her newfound liberation were endless! She could go to a bar, a club, even a gloryhole...

The phone buzzed again and an idea took root in her mind. Blush firmly in place among her pale cheeks, she wrote in the Rulebook.

Old Rule: A recent fad for young women in the Owner's country is to play risky games with their wombs. This is viewed as an expression of "girls being girls".

New Rule: Among the Owner and her sisters, it is now traditional to play pregnancy roulette once a month when going out together for a girls night. The game is as follows: one woman is chosen to put her womb on the line. Throughout the night, multiple men are picked and encouraged to come inside her, with all the sisters watching and betting who is the father. If there is no confirmed pregnancy a month later, the chosen woman automatically wins the game.

New Rule: The Owner's sisters no longer use birth control.

Looking at the text from her new sister, she saw it contained all of two words:

Tasha: youre first :))