Rhianna lays it out, followed by a meeting with a contact.

Rhianna gathers the others and points at the map of the area. The first thing Rhianna knew about the town was the people were devout and two temples existed here for each gender. Most folk gathered on Sundays in their respective churches, while others would make pilgrimages out into smaller places considered sacred along the nature hikes. Schools were few, and two colleges sat off to the side, closer to the mayor's home.

"The church" Rhianna resumes. "As well as the mayor of the town, has placed heavy restrictions of most sexual acts leading to pregnancy. No exception for any of the other institutes."

Bria and Dory perk up to this information.

"We need to knock up every woman in sight, but that's a challenge when you can earn an arrest warrant for one report, regardless if it was consensual."

"So, how do people even populate around here?" Bria asked.

"Those in power can bypass the law as they please. As for the rest, special permission is required from the church, namely the female sect, whose High Priestess is responsible for supporting this decree. If a woman wants a child, they have to jump through a lot of paperwork."

"And if they don't?" Dory asks.

"Excommunication, but the most common case is getting kicked out of the town."

"What!?" Bria cried. "Because a woman got pregnant?"

Rhianna nods. "This town has a history with a plague of debauchery, as they call it. In short, overpopulation and crowding. The mayor enforced new policies to correct the town, a plan which was backed, but not without many deciding to leave the town for good. Everyone lives with their neighbor."

"What can we expect if we are caught?" Bria asks.

"They can evict you. They still have a local police ****, afterall, and they listen to the mayor. A couple of nights in their cells, or ban us altogether. Also, I hear the church has its own form of punishment to rule breakers. Regardless, getting caught means a waste of time."

Bria sighs. "Alright, where do we begin?"

There was a knock on the door. Rhianna checks her watch. "On the minute. Good. Come in!"

Entering the door, there was one of the local girls coming, and Bria was instantly drawn to the bright lime skirt she wore, along with the white crop top that exposed her smooth midrif. But her importance was visible in the jewerly she wore; a collar with an emerald pinned in the front, and leather bracelets which also had pinned emeralds along its sides. Bria noted her expression when she came in; a gentle smile with a formal air to her. Her short brown was braided into a long rope beside her, making her seem more childish otherwise.

Overall, so much about this one woman seemed conflicting to Bria. Rich in certain aspects, and far too casual for someone of wealth in others.

She gave a slight bow. Rhianna steps forward to shake her hand. "You got my message, Sandra?"

"I did." Sandra says solemnly.

"Everyone, this is Sandra. Sandra, Bria and Dory."

"Ahh, Bria Foster. So this is the hope of your little operation here." Sandra approaches amd eyes Bria up and down. "Certainly imposing. I hope you aren't...compensating for anything."

Bria blushed. 'Wait? Why am I blushing?'

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Miss Sandra." Bria finally says, looking her up and down.

Sandra keeps her eyes locked with Bria's, before finally Rhianna finally breaks the silence.

"Sandra is aware of our situation. In fact, part of this plan is intended to replace the mayor with her. Currently, Sandra serves an administrative role in the town hall."

"My plan is to turn over the pregnancy restrictions," Sandra says. "And make way for the big expansion of your Foundation and the future it promises." Sandra looks down at Bria's crotch as she annunciates 'big.'

Then she turns thoughtfully to the map at table. "However there are some glaring issues in this plan. You need women. Lots. What was it Miss Lee said? Hundreds? You have a couple of people you will need to convince who enforce the will of Christy Nox to step down before anything else. With poweful friends, comes control."

"What are people's opinion on the policy?" Bria asks.

"It's certianly not popular. People, women especially, want kids. The only thing they can do is sit on their knees and enjoy a cock in their lips or ass. Condoms are few, and contraceptives are reserved for those in higher positions, but again, if we want kids, it hardly matters."

"So what's your part in this?" Bria jumps in.

"You mean other than becoming mayor? I will bring outside influencers and contractors to finally develop homes for everyone. Every year, more and more investors come, but Christy has turns them away. She believes only in local development, and doesn't want outside influence effecting her power. Unfortunately, it has seen little effect, but the wealthy aren't concerned. I would rather work with someone who can help us grow properly."

"But why the Foundation?" Bria asks.

"Oh, well...." Sandra again looks down toward Bria. "Let's just say I need an organization who can help manage the baby boom."

Rhianna groans. "Alright. Explain what's going on with the town. Whose the power players?"

"The places you want to hit aren't going to be within city hall. Too many beauracrats are in Christy's good graces. Officers are a mixed bag, but the church exists as the de facto watch over the population, espcially the female sect, and are the primary source of power. Their leaders support Christy's policies and her night sisters keep a close eye on people's homes. Sex may be permitted, but if you are caught, you can still be questioned."

"What a pain..." Bria groaned.

"Indeed," Sandra resumed. "I can give you three names. The first is Katelyn, High Priestess of the female church. She is the primary supporter of to Christy, and she monitors the town. Secondly, we got Miss Ellia. She is the principal of our all-female college, acting as enforcer of the church's watch and education system among us. Even the professors hate her, but they will answer to her. Finally, Miss Charlotte operates as the watch master among the village farms and plantations. It's hard to get in touch with her, ane her night sisters are thought to be everywhere in the woods."

"They are allowed to have spies watching over us?" Rhianna asks.

"Oh yes. Granted, everyone knows a regular sister by the road. But the night sisters look no different than any other person on the street. Be careful who you talk to."

Rhianna thinks for a moment. "How is the sex education here? Surely, they teach what it is and what happens?"

"Recently, all education of sex ed has been cut from our schools and college. A decision by Miss Ellia. It is expected parents can provide education for certain matters to their kids, but..."

"Parents are either hesitant to instruct their kids on such subjects. Besides, not many have the luxury or time to do so." Rhianna paced around the kitchen for a moment. "Tell me about the village homes out of the town."

"They are spread out. Police forces aren't always available to deal with many concerns. Local enforcers, I have personally seen, are corrupt out there and don't care. There have been increased rates of pregnancies with few male culrpits caught in recent years. Young daughters are sent to the church for punishment, and often kicked out of town, and the parents will leave with them. You can imagine the Mayor never hears the end of it. Miss Charlotte was assigned as spymaster to monitor those areas, and from reports, we have seen a considerable drop in pregnancy rates."

Rhianna chuckles. "Everything I needed to know."

But Bria looks at Rhianna with a curious eye. "Judging by your smile, you have a plan?"

"I do," Rhianna looks up satisfied. "Miss Sandra, let me tell you right now that, if what I think is true of the areas you have just described, I believe everything will go as planned."

Sandra face lights up. "Really? You are that confident?"

"I believe the best course of action will be to divide us up. I know a few people out in the villages -yes, I planted them there - and will live with them. I will ask your help in convincing the school board to allow Dory into the college. She will need lodgings."

Sandra nods. "Consider it done."

"And Bria? I will leave our base of operations to you. Find a way to get inside the female sect church, and of course, do what you do best. Leave the town alone, for now. But once you can manage to strip this High Priestess of her power, well, have fun."

Bria liked the sound of it. From the beginning, a team somewhat bothered her, but hearing the work divided gives her ample room to do things her way.

"Does this sound look a feasible plan?" Rhianna asks.

Bria and Dory agree, but Sandrais hesitant.

"No," the council woman says with a very coy attitude, "I don't think Bria here is up to the task as you say she is, and I would need a test."

Dory - being oblivious- was dismayed. Rhianna had already taken the hint and stepped out with her tea - now cold - onto the balcony, pulling Dory with her and slamming the sliding door closed.

"What did she say? 'Do what you do best,' Bria Foster?" Sandra asked.

"I can promise you, I know what I am best at."

Sandra licks her lips. "I would hope so. So much is riding on this scheme, and I need to know I have the right futa for the job."

Bria steps forward and takes her by the shoulders. "Then let me show you why I am a legend."