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Hours after the end of the session, deep within her fertile womb, the seed of her six studs surrounded a cell: an egg, just released into her womb. They plunged at it, wearing away the protective barrier that surrounded it until one sperm managed to plant itself deep into the cell's walls. In an instant the cell changed, preventing any more of the sperm from connecting with it.

Still delirious the **** drifted off into a peaceful sleep, content to allow nature to take it's course deep within her. She fell asleep with the hope that she had completed her purpose, that she had been impregnated, that her womb would swell with life and she would be a mother. That night she dreamt of the principal, a man who had displaced every other in her now-long sexual history. He'd fucked her like she'd never been fucked before, like he needed to fill her with his seed. She dreamed of a life where she would be his **** and he would fill her every day until she was pregnant again and again, his own little brood mare. In some of the dreams he had a wife, in others he didn't. In each one she was there, naked, his cum dripping from her while her breasts and stomach swelled with life, returned to normal, and started the whole cycle over again.

A year ago a different woman had come to this island: smart, independent, and proud. Now she lay naked on her back, filled with the ejaculate of half-a-dozen strangers and hoping that one of their bastards was growing inside of her. The taught, athletic body she'd taken so much pride in would swell and change until she fulfilled her final purpose and she had asked for it. She'd begged the men, pleaded with them to cum inside of her, to breed her like a common animal and they'd obliged. They'd treated her as a warm hole, a fuck toy, a place to cum and leave. She'd never know their names or anything about them other than one fateful day they'd gathered to cum inside of her. She'd spent her entire life trying to avoid getting pregnant: meticulously taking birth-control, using condoms, and refusing to let any of her partners finish inside of her. Yet in a matter of hours after her arrival on the island several strangers had filled he womb with their seed. A year later millions around the world had watched as she begged, of her own free will, to be made a single mother.