Revelations and Late Game Moves

12:45 Went “N” Antics 6th Floor Offices. Sunny Day Mall

Main Office.

Naomi and Grant were returning to the Main Office. A few of their female colleagues had returned to their work desks. Bred or not deeply ingrained culture and tradition prevented them from simply abandoning their posts.

They were also surprised to see Sayaka and Ethan hurry past them. Sayaka was clutching a drywall hammer triumphantly. The scene was so incongruous that Grant didn’t even challenge Sayaka with his Breeding Pass. “Ethan must have fucked her already, right?” he asked his life-mate.

Just at that moment before Naomi could answer, their unknown and mysterious benefactor messaged them.

“Naomi, Yumi inbound into main office. Tell Grant he can cream her. Let’s see if Yumi finds pregnancy as much of a cake walk as you do?”

“Cheeky,” Grant grunted as Naomi read out the message, “I doubt pregnancy will be a cake walk.”

“More than cheeky,” said Naomi, her eyes narrowing, “Keiko wasn’t there when…Emi!” the Brand Manager exclaimed, “it’s Emi who has been sending the texts! She must have gotten Keiko’s phone, and,” she thought for a moment. “And she’s in Keiko’s office or the Japanese board room. Somewhere safe and locked.”

Grant scowled, “so she’s beyond us; I guess we focus on fucking Yumi.”

“Not necessarily,” said Naomi, “Yumi’s phone will unlock any door in the office pretty much. If you’re willing to forego the honour of breeding the MD yourself, we can take her phone while she’s being railed and use the service lift to catch Emi out.”

Grant grinned, “I’ve fucked Emi before, but now she won’t have protection. Breeding her will be that much more satisfying. In one sense this is all her fault.”

“But who’s the lucky guy that will breed Yumi?” asked Naomi. At that moment they heard the rattle of metal. Looking across the Main office to the discreet kitchen area, they saw the large frame of Tyler Johnson, in front of a vending machine, obviously taking a break from the important task of relentlessly hunting down the few remaining unimpregnated females in the office.

Naomi and Grant looked at each other and smiled.