The plans are finalized, but she won't work alone.

With the plan that she is preparing to head out for the month, Bria took all the time she could to restore her energy. Barely two days in, however, she pounded Amy every hour she was on the clock, then came home one day and did not bother with introductions when Beth came in to visit.

'So much for saving strength.'

One week later...

Bria got a call from Beth, and the futa let her know that she would be gone for a month or so. Beth was insistent that, whatever the reason, she drop it and stay with her. Bria, however, stood her ground and said she had to go. When the conversation got heated, Bria dropped the call.

"This is why I avoid them when they are pregant," Bria mumbles to herself. She has been waiting in the Foundation parking lot for an hour, thinking what she will say when she got back. "Do I really care what I have to tell her? I'm out with other women. It's hardly a secret. But why do I feel the need to defend myself?"

Once she finally sees her entouage pulling up, she straitens up. The red car was a decent model suv. Emerging from the vehicle, first looked like a college girl (second year? Bria guesses). Her rosey cheeks shone brightly in that big smile of hers, and her blonde hair, cut short, was egregious to look at. The girl rushes up to Bria.

"I can't believe it," She says. "I'm finally meeting the legendary breeder of the East."

Bria narrowed her eyes. "Did Savannah send you?"

"Y-yes! I am Dory. I can't believe I actually got picked to come with you."

'Really? They send a schoolgirl as my reinforcement? I know I'm supposed to be working with a team, but this feels silly.'

"No offense, kid, but do you understand what you are even getting into?" Bria asked.

Another woman stepped out from the vehicle and slammed the door shut. "Don't underestimate her. She ranks top 5 breeders of her age group. Overall 18th." Bria turned her gaze and was immediately stunned by the source of the voice. She wore an elegant, black dress, with straight hair to match. She had incredible skin, and viper like eyes that could stare daggers. When she stops, she leans on leg, resting her hand on the hip. Her aura screamed of feminity, but her gaze struck her as being methodical. The part that stood out to Bria was this woman seems like a younger version of Elizabeth. "Rhianna Delaney," she says.

"Hardly surprised," Bria remarks, seeing the resemblance. "Was Savannah exaggerating when she said hundreds?" Bria asked.

"Nope. She says hundreds, she will expect hundreds. I hope that's not too daunting." Rhianna replied sharply.

"A bit, considering her half threatening tone when I spoke with her. And is she really your mother's superior?"

Rhianna nods. "All the more reason we don't dally much long, if you don't want to upset her."

Tossing her items into the back, Bria hops in, and off they went. Rhianna had made all the deals and found a place for the them to stay.

The ride took hours, and Bria was getting so hard, she could hardly think striaght, remembering the hot piece of work that was Savannah Lee. 'Just picture her, with a belly so big, she can't wear that dress anymore. I bet she wont be a good mother-figure, but damn would she look good moaning and riding my cock as I pump her.'

Bria napped while dreaming of that hotness, railing that feminine beauty against the glass pain window overlooking the city, just like how she first got Sadie. That satin dress in ruin on her richly body while begging for a creampie, and her pregnant round belly on fully display.

Meanwhile, news reporters were in the room behind them, snapping photos, journalists before the camera reporting live, and helicopters flown in front to get the action in front. Lee Submits to Futa Harem. Director of Pharmaceutical Now Slut for Life. Savannah Lee To Be Mother. Futa Wants Lee, Submission In Progress.

Bria can picture the headlines. She has been dragging out a climax out of Savannah, just to give the reporters a good show. Eventually, she finally came inside.

Bria would then carried her back to the desk, hunching her over, and resuming her pounding while she made Savannah confess the story of how she used Bria to advance her goals, but now she found being both a soon-to-be mother and Bria's toy a worthwhile lifestyle.

This little fantasy was driving Bria crazy. During one bathroom break at a restaurant, Rhianna was furiously tapping her watch, wondering where Bria had gone for half an hour. The two spotted Bria running up to them, ordering them to pack it up. She would then recount a tale of a woman who was eager for some fun with the futa, but not so eager to find a creamy load stuffed deep in her.

"I hope you got it out of your system," Rhianna sneered. "If the whores we are about to bed for the next month have this kind of reaction, then all this was wasted."

"Relax, Rhianna," Bria breathed, giggling from the rush. "I can promise I can get anyone in bed. Workers though. Always a fiesty lot."

The road leads up into the pinnacles before several side roads, followed by another long, undeveloped dirt path lead up into the mountains. Several lonely and crooked homes along farmlands hid among the tall trees and short, rolling hills. Those soon grew into small rows of more upright houses and several inns and restaurants made of brick and dark wood. On occassion, there would be one or two princely made homes, standing some stories tall. Other times, there would just be the nature sights before civilization came again.

Bria kept a close eye on the people. The girls were lovely to look at, looking fancy with their skirts and tight shirts on a hot day like this, the colors of their clothing were bight and colorful, with many different patterns or intricate shapes taking form.

'So much clothing, and its still summer. How could they tolerate this?'

Unfortunately, Bria saw there was no end to this ****. They all woar modest clothing, hiding the slightest inkling of skin. Even the shirts, while helping flush out the breasts, weren't visible enough. Too many wrinkles, not enough cleavage.

Pulling up to their rent house, Bria was astonished by what she saw. It was a pleasant abode; tall and hugely spaced with steep roofing that made the building feel more triangular from outside, untouched by nature or overgrowth. Inside, everything almost seemed as one would expect from a modern, luxury home in the wild.

The living room was grand, with several couches huddled around a large coffee table, sat before an old tv, which had two antenna sticking out from a base. Dory was confused by what she was even looking at, inspecting the tv, which brought a chuckle out of Bria. Behind the dining area, a kitchen and dining area completed the setting. Several windows poured light inside, and a screen door opens up to a balcony complete with a gas grill and exterior seating.

Finally, there were three bedrooms that connected to the thin corridor. The master room had a nice wide bed.

"Bria, you take the Master's room. We can take the smaller rooms." Rhianna said. No one objected.

The group unpacked their wears, and settled for an hour to relax after the long car ride. Rhianna however, looks over the local paper map in silence while Bria talks to Dory.

"So, top 5, you say?" Bria looks over to the other futa.

"Yep," Dory nods with such energy. "I have 63 confirmed pregnancies, which obviosuly isn't a lot, given your accomplishments, but I'll catch up one day."

It was a pleasant moment for her to be able to speak with another futa. Even Rhianna joined the conversation to make jokes or speak of things outside of work. For Bria, this was closest she could admit to feeling some sort of companionship. The hour passed quickly, and Bria almost regretted having to get back to work.