June's changes have Consequences

Cindy stretched and opened her eyes. Her boyfriend and boss, Mr. Harold Anders, was quietly snoring beside her. The love making last night had been a lot of fun, but they had to get to work early. She shook Pamela awake and the two of them silently slid out of their boyfriend's bed.

Cindy was in charge of making breakfast this morning, while Harold’s boss was responsible for waking the rest of Harold’s girlfriends and giving their lover a great morning wake up.

As she made eggs, bacon, and pancakes, she listened to the sounds of euphoric pleasure floating down the hallway. Harold was in fine form this morning. Cindy distinctly heard at least three of his girlfriends orgasm. She wondered if Vivian's girls tag teamed Harold again this morning. Cindy learned early that Vivian's daughters loved two things, calling Harold 'Daddy', and having sex as a team.

She grabbed the jar of cum out of the refrigerator and checked how much they had. Seeing how low they were, she once again thanked the goddess for Cum Blaster supplements. She’d have to harvest some for lunch, but they had enough for breakfast.

Before long Pamela’s step-daughters, Lauren and Becca, came into the kitchen with the remnants of cum on their faces and in their hair. Pamela's wife Vivian followed shortly after, though her face and hair were cum free, the redness of her left eye told Cindy that she was the recipient of one of Harold's blinding cum shots.

Getting Harold's cum in the eye was an occurrence so common that they each considered it a small price to pay to be loved by him. June had informed Cindy that their son Caleb did the same thing, though his cum didn't sting like Harold's did. Cindy shook herself to get thoughts of Caleb out of her head. Even now, when he was halfway across the city, her pussy clench in hunger for his long thick man meat.

Vivian's twins were in their first year of college, while Vivian was the same age as Pamela. The two older women fell in love in college and have been together ever since. Like a lot of women that weren't lucky enough to find a husband, Vivian used a sperm donor rather than find a random guy, or pay a stretcher. Pamela was never interested in having her own biological kids, but she was a good mother to her wife's daughters.

Vivian helped to serve breakfast saying, "I woke Rachel and Hannah, and Pam and Harold will be here shortly. They said to start without us."

Becca giggled, "Yeah, It could take a while. Daddy got hard again, so he is fucking Pam up against the shower door. Rachel and Hannah are hoping to get a fresh cummy snack. You know how they are."

Cindy did know. Pamela's secretary Hannah would be there to drink Harold's cum straight from her snatch. She was a submissive, which delighted Pamela to no end. Pamela had only ever submitted to two people her entire life, Harold and June. Cindy missed June greatly, but she understood that June wasn't like the rest of Harold's women. June was Holy Mother to a Stretcher King, and she belong by his side.

Rachel, Cindy's old roommate, was probably watching while she masturbated. No doubt she would offer to lick Harold's cock clean, hoping to get him hard for a third round.

Cindy sat at her usual spot and ate while she listened to Becca talking about her Men's Studies classes.

"-the professor talked about the new breeding law bill up for a vote in Congress. If it passes, it will mean all men with stretchers will have to register with the government, and get an official government issued ID with the type of stretcher they have printed right on it. Whenever they perform their services, they will have to get the woman to fill out a review form about the stretcher's performance, and submit it to the government. If the stretcher gets enough bad reviews, or doesn't stretch enough women each year, they can revoke his 'Stretcher of Women' credentials."

Vivian loudly stated, "And it's about damn time! You girls had never been with a man before you joined us in bed with Harold, so you haven't had to deal with trying to get a stretching appointment from a guy that actually cares if you cum or not. Hell, back when your mom and I were a little older than you, we had a hard enough time finding a sperm donor we liked just to breed me. There just isn't enough stretchers in the world, and for the men that have them, a lot of them think just sticking it in is good enough to make you cum. Harold may not have a stretcher, but he can fuck like a thoroughbred."

Becca shook her head, "But Mom, this is an invasion of privacy. It's also regulating something that shouldn't need regulation. You said yourself, there aren't enough stretchers. If Daddy hadn't gotten a vasectomy, he could breed all of us, and no one would bat an eye. But the government wants to dictate terms for men with stretchers. They want to imposed stretching quotas and mandatory reviews. There doesn't need to be a government run database of stretcher reviews either. Most stretchers can be found on any site that allows business reviews. The next thing you know, the government will want to regulate Stretcher Kings."

Vivian barked a laugh, "HA! That will never happen. We only have one, and the government would get hammered in the next election if Harold's son were to leave the country and not come back. Girls, you know women outnumber men six to one, but it's much much worse for men with stretchers. There are over two hundred and fifty women for each man with a stretcher. That means you are lucky just to find one that has the time to stretch you. It really sucks to find one, only to discover that he has no interest in making the experience a good one for you. If you aren't rich enough, and don't shower him in gifts, he will simply stick it in and be done with you. That is wrong on so many levels. If a woman wants a stretcher to stretch or breed her, then she should be allowed to pick whichever one she wants. A central database would mean you don't have to shop around to find the best stretchers in your area."

Becca threw her hands in the air and hollered, "But don't you see! The government wants to **** stretchers to fuck anyone that makes a request, without the women paying for it. That's slavery! Legalized slavery!"

Cindy waved her fork around as she spoke in aid of Vivian's point, "Aside from what the Sisterhood pays him, Caleb doesn't charge women at all. He doesn't discriminate based on normie or shifter either. He freely stretches all types of women, fat, skinny, ugly, beautiful. And based on the reviews on his website, he actually cares about making the experience as good as he can for the women he is with. In a perfect world, all stretchers would be like Caleb, but they're not. The best stretchers get snatched up to become the husbands of rich women, leaving the crappy ones to the rest of us. Putting a minimum yearly quota on each stretcher is necessary to eliminate a steadily worsening problem. And making them subject to review and the possible loss of their 'Stretcher of Women' credentials would incentivize stretchers to do a good job. Those same rich women would find it immensely embarrassing to be married to a stretcher that didn't have his 'Stretcher of Women' credentials. And finally, making them do it without payment is the only way to stop the one percenters from snatching up all the best stretchers and keeping them hidden away from the less fortunate women. You remember the scandal last year when the news broke about the Senator's son with the type three stretcher that was being paid a hundred thousand a month to stretch the Senator and her staff and no one else. He only fucked six women over the course of six years, and only one of them got pregnant."

When Cindy fell silent Vivian added, "Besides, this entire situation is a moot point for you girls anyway. You know it would break Harold's heart if you went to a regular stretcher and not his son. You'll never have to deal with any of this, so it's not like your opinion on the law, one way or another, is appropriate. Pamela would have an absolute fit if she found out that you fucked around on Harold, and it wasn't with Caleb. You know how badly Harold wants his son to fuck us. I for one am looking forward to telling Harold all about it, once his son pumps your future brother or sister in me."

Both of the younger women fell silent. Their mother was right. They both knew the entire stretcher crisis wasn't one they would ever have to deal with. They didn't know when, but they did know they would one day be getting their pussies filled by the best stretcher in the country, hopefully again and again. But Harold's son was a very busy man. They could wait. They loved the man they called Daddy. They wouldn't disappoint him.

Melanie woke as the bed shifted. Opening her eyes, she saw her sister-in-law Gina positioning her cunt over Melanie's husband Frank’s big cock. It was typical of the greedy bitch to steal his morning load and leave nothing for the rest of them. Not that Melanie really cared today, she got plenty of loving last night. Sarah, the school receptionist and Melanie's best friend, had kept Frank's sister occupied long enough for Melanie to get two good rounds with Frank, and then she and Sarah had switched partners.

Melanie would have preferred for Sarah to eat the double load of cum out of her cunt, but Sarah earned a ride on Frank's big dick, and Melanie got to sit on Gina's face, so that all worked out.

Melanie got out of bed and went to shower without even looking back at her husband and his sister. That little bitch will get hers if the new law is passed. Frank has a type three stretcher, just like Caleb. Gina wouldn't be able to hog Frank's cock all the time if he is required by law to stretch other women. At this point, I don't care anymore. My queen and the rest of the women in the harems are vastly superior lovers, and I am carrying a Stretcher King's baby. I have no need for Frank's cock anymore, so long as I remain in Kathy's harem.

Sarah joined her in the shower shortly after the water got warm. Melanie made room so that Sarah could rinse off the evenings sweat and body fluids. "Mmmm. That water feels nice and warm. Hey Melanie, are we still going to sexercise this morning? Frank came in both of us, and I don't want the girls to accidentally taste his cum, or worse, give it to Kathy."

Melanie shampooed her hair as she answered, "Yeah, we can go. I forget you haven't sexercised with us all that much. This happens with the other staff members that have husbands sometimes. So it's okay, we have rules that cover this. You and I will be sexercise partners for today. No one else is allowed to eat our kitties until we are fully cleaned out down there. I keep some douches in my desk, and we can use them later. The school nurse will check us after we are done, and let us know if it's safe to have sex with Kathy, or the rest of the harem girls."

"Okay, good. I'm more worried about Kathy accidentally getting some of Frank's cum. The non-harem girls probably wouldn't mind." Sarah soaped up Melanie's back as she added, "You think the Stretcher Bill will pass?"

Melanie shrugged, "Probably. There is enough support from both parties that it's likely to. The male congressmen are against it, but they are just too outnumbered, and they don't have a whole lot of support from the more progressive women. I'm honestly surprised that this law wasn't passed years ago. Frank will never admit to it, but I know he is excited about it. He's always wanted an excuse to go out and fuck more women. I've never had a problem with it. I mean, he has a stretcher, so of course he should. It's his greedy sister that keeps him from doing it more often. She's also the reason he doesn't have any girlfriends. As soon as we find a girl we like, his sister does her dead level best to chase her off."

Melanie and Sarah danced around each other so Melanie could rinse and Sarah could soap up. Melanie continued, "Don't mention this, but I'm thinking about asking Kathy if I can have her permission leave my husband. My marriage is pretty much dead. The only reason I came home and fucked Frank was because Kathy told me to. I'd much rather be with you or my daughter. Last night I realized that I missed Frank's cock more than I missed him, but the dildos and strap-ons Sonia makes give me more orgasms than Frank's cock ever could. Honestly, I'd rather be serving my queen than be here fighting Gina for mediocre sex with a man I don't really love anymore."

Sarah nodded, "Yeah, I get that. Caleb's only fucked me once, but it was easily some of the best sex I've ever had, and Kathy is just as good as he is too. I'm super grateful that Kathy added me to her secret harem. I'd much rather she claimed me openly so I could feel your love in the harem link. I'm more than happy to forgo other men to get that."

Melanie scrubbed Sarah's back as she said, "Actually, it doesn't work right away. I can feel Kathy's love, sure, but I can only feel the other members love when we are having sex. Kathy say's it takes time for the link to grow and strengthen. I'm sorta looking forward to when I finally can though. I like Angie's pet Misty, and Kathy's pet Amber is incredible in bed. I haven't had sex with Donna yet though. That's Caleb's friend Zack's mom. The one I'm not looking forward to feeling is Christie. She's been a problem student since her freshman year."

Sarah shrugged as she turned to rinse her back off. "Eh, maybe your link to her won't develop since you don't like her."

Melanie shook her head, "No. That's the thing. I love her now. I still think she's a little cunt, but I love her anyway. So long as Kathy wants her in her harem, I will love her, and I'll even make love to her. But I don't have to actually like her."

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