You're Unsure

"You can't be serious." Your jaw drops. Had she seen the same video you had? With all of those filthy women getting fucked?

"I'm entirely serious."

"You said you wanted a baby, right? Since when does that mean being treated like some kind of animal." You look from Doe and back. Her normally swarthy cheeks were flushed.

Instead of answering, she reached down on the mouse and pressed the play button again. The screen once more showed the bound woman having her pussy pounded. Doe's eyes were fixed on the scene. When the video panned to the dog kennel filled with pregnant women, she hit the pause button. The lingering image was the pathetic gaze of the dirty degraded women.

"I want a baby put inside of me." She said softly. Her voice went soft and weak. "That's the part I've always wanted."

"Look, it's hard to explain. But, it's about...like...like...vulnerability. It's about the fact that my body will produce eggs whether I like it or not. And someone can fuck me, and put a baby inside of me, and there is absolutely nothing I can do to stop it, besides choose not to fuck them."

"It's been my number one fantasy forever. Forever." You'd wanted to make her pregnant. The idea of it had been exciting. But, you'd never seen this side of it before...

"And this???"

You pointed at the screen.

"I wanted you to be the one to do it. For it to be your baby put inside of me. But, that can't happen." She looked down to the side, not meeting your eyes."

"But just...just look at those women. They can't choose not to be fucked. They've been stripped down to their very purpose. Babies are put inside of them. They don't have a say on the matter. All they can do is enjoy it."

"That place...breeds women. Like animals." There was a certain primal immediacy to her words. It was true. In that video, the women had been essentially livestock.

"Even just watching it got me riled up." She dropped her pajama pants, revealing her white panties. A large damp spot had formed on the front of them, just from watching the video. "Please, John . That's what I want. I want to be bred."

In your head, a cartoon sperm worked it's way towards a **** ovum. It was like she said. There was no way to resist it.

You blinked twice. This was so strange...

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