World Repopulation Efforts: Part 2

Rediscovering the ancient lore of being in love..

Based on the works of ron de, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.

"Jessica told me she wanted me to breed her again. I know I can't, not yet, but after she said that, I found the idea was rather exciting. Is it wrong that she felt that way or that I thought I'd like to breed her again?"

Regina shook her head.

"No, it's not wrong. What you were both feeling was the release of endorphins into your brains during the orgasm and it's a little like the addiction to some drugs. You feel the endorphins and want to have the feeling again."

Danny pursed his lips.

"Why haven't I felt like this before? The breeder and I always have an orgasm."

Regina smiled.

"We really don't know, Danny. That's part of what this experiment is all about - to find out. What we know is impregnation is much more successful if the breeder feels something for the sire and the sire's sperm count is higher if he feels something for the breeder."

Danny thought for a while about that. He did like Jessica, but he'd liked Barbara too. The feeling had been there with Barbara, a little, but not as strongly as with Jessica. Maybe that was because Barbara hadn't said anything like Jessica had. Maybe that was the reason.

He looked at Regina then.

"Do you feel that when you're bred - like you want to be bred again by the same sire?"

Regina looked at the floor when she answered.

"I've never been bred, Danny, because I was designated as a critical employee. If I took time off for pregnancy and to raise a child it would cause serious damage to the program."

She looked up at Danny then.

"Maybe once we get this all figured out, I can be bred. I would like to have children someday."

Over the course of the next eighteen weeks, Danny selected and bred eighteen more breeders and completed what he jokingly referred to in his weekly after breeding reports as his harem. In those after breeding reports, he tried to explain what had attracted him to each breeder. Often, he really didn't know exactly what that was so his answers were a little confusing.

The breeders were also interviewed and asked if they were attracted to Danny, if they would like him to breed them again, and were asked to rate their attraction to Danny from a list of characteristics on a scale of one to ten.

Over the months, she began to see a pattern in Danny's selections and the breeder's responses. That was important because once the twenty breeders were selected, bred, and in residence, Danny would have the freedom to choose a breeder once a week even though all were in some stage of pregnancy. Only in the last month of gestation was a breeder not able to engage in sex.

In her last report to the W R E, Regina had put the remaining reservations to rest. Danny's impregnation rate had been ninety-five percent, much better than even the best of the other sires. The data indicated that even though genetically matching sires and breeders was very successful, the last key to the puzzle was in the mental processes of both sires and breeders.

When Danny had bred the twentieth breeder and she had conceived, Regina sat down with him and explained the data she had collected and what that meant to the experiment.

"Danny, the data I've gathered is interesting to say the least. Even though your ratings of the breeders you selected are fairly consistent -- large breasts, wide hips, and an attitude of eagerness to be bred, your sperm count shows me something different.

"Your sperm count tends to indicate you prefer brunettes who have not shaved their pubic hair. Another interesting thing is that while breast and hip size do show some correlation, in general, your sperm count is lower if the woman has any hair color other than brunette. It seems as if you prefer her pubic hair to be the same color as well.

"The other thing that is rather unusual is your sperm count is higher if the breeder's after breeding report indicates she was nervous about the breeding. Your sperm count is even higher than if she was very confident. I'm still trying to figure that one out. Any thoughts about why that would be?"

Danny thought back over his times with the twenty breeders. Yes, some seemed to be nervous so he had taken special care to make sure they were completely aroused before he bred them. The others, the ones who seemed to be more than ready, he had just bred them like he had over a hundred others. What could make him treat a nervous breeder differently?

"I'm not sure. It just seemed like to ones who were nervous needed more stimulation, so I tried to give them that."

Regina had watched the videos of each breeding and though she had seen some differences in what Danny did with those breeders and how they reacted, she couldn't see enough detail to really understand what he was doing.

"Danny, what did you do differently with the nervous breeders?"

Danny had to think about that for a few moments, because he didn't really remember doing anything consciously. He just did what seemed to arouse the breeder and it was more or less instinctive.

"I'm not sure except when something I did seemed to arouse them, I did it some more."

Regina smiled.

"Can you give me some examples...like what did you do with Heather, the little brunette with large breasts? She started out being nervous, but her orgasm left her shaking and breathless."

Danny remembered Heather. He'd found her especially attractive and planned on breeding her several more times.

"Heather didn't put much on her application form about what excited her, so I had to figure it out as I went. Like you said, she had large breasts and she seemed to really like having them gently stroked. Once I figured that out, that's what I started doing. She also had large nipples, and as I stroked her breasts they got even larger. From what I've seen, most breeders like having their nipples lightly pinched and sucked. When I did that to Heather's nipples and then checked to see if she was becoming aroused, I found out she was very slippery inside, more so than most other breeders I've bred, so I kept doing it while stimulating her with a finger until she spread her legs and pulled me between them. It was pretty exciting for me too, to find out that a simple thing like sucking her nipples could excite her so quickly. I've bred a lot of breeders, but not as many as you've studied. Is that a normal reaction?"

Regina said she'd seen similar reactions in the population of breeders she'd studied. She didn't tell him that just listening to the description of his actions with Heather had caused her own nipples to swell and that she felt as if she was becoming wet. That would have been embarrassing besides being unprofessional. She wasn't supposed to be excited by what she witnessed during the breedings or by what the sire and breeder said in their after-breeding interviews.

"Yes, Danny, I've seen that before in some women. Other's not so much."

Danny had been watching Regina while he related what he'd done with Heather, and what he saw made him smile. Regina was breathing a little faster and she'd closed her thighs tight and then moved them up and down a little when she changed position. That was the same way Heather had reacted.

That reaction caused Danny to look at Regina in a different light as well. Before, she'd been just another researcher who happened to be female, and she was always calm and analytical in her questions and responses. Now, knowing she had dreams of someday being bred and seeing that he'd excited her a little, she became a woman, a woman with large breasts and brown hair and the small but full figured body that attracted him to some of the breeders more than to others.

He thought maybe part of the reason for the change was they were no longer in the sterile environment of the breeding center. They now lived together in a house in the countryside and he'd become more aware of her appearance since she'd dispensed with the white lab coats she always wore at the breeding center. That let Danny see how her large breasts moved when she did, and how her wide hips swayed when she walked. He'd been more than a little aroused by Regina in street clothes, and now...

"Regina, a man stroking your breasts and sucking your nipples does the same thing to you, doesn't it?"

The thought of Danny doing that to her flashed through Regina's mind and she felt her nipples stiffen a little more and the feeling of dampness between her thighs increased. No man had ever touched her that way, but it was what she did to herself when she was alone in her bed at night. She would watch one of the videos of one of Danny's breeding sessions and fantasize about how it must feel to the breeder. At the end, when Regina stifled the cry as her hips raised off the bed because of the orgasm, she was thinking about how it must feel to the breeder to have Danny groan and pump his sperm inside her.

Regina frowned at that thought. It wasn't right. She was supposed to be an unbiased observer of the breedings and then analyze them so future breedings would be more successful. She couldn't let Danny know she even thought about sex, let alone that his description was affecting her. That might bias his actions and the study data would be contaminated.

"Danny, I've never been touched that way, so I don't know. Now, what else did you do with Heather that was different?"

Danny wasn't dumb and he was very observant. Those qualities are what made him a very valuable sire. He could watch a breeder's reactions to what he did and modify his behavior accordingly. He didn't miss the fact that in spite of the bra Regina wore, her nipples had stiffened enough he could see the bumps they made in her light blouse. He decided to see if he could cause any other responses in Regina, partly because it would be teasing her a little, but also because he was thinking he'd like to breed her. He didn't really know why, but the feeling was there and it was a stronger feeling than he'd had with any of the breeders he'd bred.

"Well, once I slipped a finger inside her, I knew she was probably ready, but she was still a little stiff. I remembered what you said about breeding success being better if the breeder was very aroused, so I kept stroking her inner lips and clitoris until she rolled her head to the side and started to take panting breaths. That's when I entered her. It didn't take her long to have an orgasm after that, and that was fortunate. The way she was responding was extremely erotic and I was having difficulty not having my own orgasm before she did."

Regina squirmed in her chair because there was no doubt in her mind her panties were wet. She felt the wet warmth on the lips between her thighs. What Danny had just described was the same thing she did almost every night in her bed. She'd stroke her inner lips until they were wet with her juices and then move her finger up to the little button at the top of her lips.

The first touch of that little stiff nub would make her gasp. Gentle rubbing would make her pant. All it took then was moving that finger quickly in and out. Regina would feel the tension building inside her, building to a level that tightened the muscles in her belly, hips, and legs and was almost unbearable. Then, suddenly, that tension would explode in a release that left her gasping for breath and quivering. She could only imagine how Heather had felt at that moment.

Regina was uncomfortable about how she was reacting to what Danny told her, but she was also a little dumbfounded. They'd had this conversation many, many times and it had never affected her before. She'd always just assumed her clinical mindset and faithfully recorded what Danny said he had done. What could be the reason she couldn't do that now? The education and experience she'd gained in psychology should have been able to explain her reaction, and yet, she couldn't find any logical reason for it.

She was the same, wasn't she? Danny was the same, wasn't he? Then what was different? Regina's mind was racing for an explanation when Danny smiled. He was going to push Regina just a little to see what she did.

"I could show you if you want. You would be getting first-hand experience into what a breeder feels. That might help your study more than just talking."

Regina felt her face and chest grow warm. What Danny had just proposed was against all her training and education. A scientist was never, never, ever supposed to become personally involved in an experiment. Doing so would cause questions about ethics and validity of the data. She could not allow that to happen after so much time and money had been spent.

The warmth that was spreading down to her breasts wasn't caused by Danny's challenge to her ethics though. It was caused by her desire to let him do what he said -- excite her until she wanted him and then breed her.

It was the same thought that filled her mind when she aroused herself at night, though up until that day, the sire was just a faceless body. Now, that body had Danny's face, his broad shoulders, and his tall build. For an instant, the vision filled her mind of Danny between her open thighs, his cock buried deep inside her as the waves of her orgasm swept her away into the exquisite abyss of release.

Regina felt her stomach contract and then more wet warmth between her thighs. She took a deep breath that didn't do anything to still what was happening to her.

"Danny, I -- I think I have enough information about your experience with Heather for now. Have you given any thought to which breeder you'd like to choose to breed a second time?"

Danny smiled to himself because it was obvious he'd aroused Regina. Her face was flushed and she was breathing much faster than before he'd explained what he'd done with Heather. That in itself had started him on the road to arousal, but there was something else, something he couldn't put his finger on, but it was there. He wanted Regina, wanted to hear her gasps and moans as he aroused her. He wanted to feel the spasms that tightened her passage around his stiff, stroking cock and caused him to let go and fill her with his sperm. He wanted to feel her hands on his back as she tried to pull his cock deeper inside her as they made love.

That was it, he suddenly realized. He didn't want to breed Regina. He wanted to make love with her. That was a new feeling for him. He'd always taken great care to make sure the breeder reached orgasm, but other than a very few, it had just been his job. He couldn't think of Regina as just another breeder. She was different.

Danny smiled again.

"You're not going to like my answer."

"Danny, you know there are no wrong answers to any of my questions. What you say is just how you honestly feel. Now, which breeder would you like to breed again?"

Danny leaned forward and put his hand on Regina's knee.

"You", was all he said, and he smiled again when he felt the little tremble of Regina's leg.

Regina's mind swirled again with that same vision of her and Danny together, naked and striving for the goal of release. She caught her breath when Danny squeezed her knee gently, then stammered, "Umm, me? I'm not a breeder."

"I know and that's why".

"But I can't."

Danny slowly moved his hand a little higher up Regina's leg.

"Why? From what I'm seeing, you wouldn't be completely against the idea. You're breathing faster and your face is flushed. That's the same way the breeders react when I touch them, though it usually takes more touching in more places."

Regina knew she couldn't hide what her body was doing from Danny, but she had thought maybe he wouldn't notice. Now that he had and was absolutely correct in his assessment of her, what could she say?

"Even if I wanted to -- and I'm not saying I would - that would invalidate all my work because I'd be biased."

Danny smiled and moved his hand up a little more.

"Wouldn't it just make it easier for you to understand how a breeder feels when I breed her? I'd think that was valuable information you could never get from an interview."

Regina abruptly brushed Danny's hand off her leg and then stood up.

"I think we'd better end the interview right now."

Without waiting for Danny to respond, she walked out of the interview room and left Danny sitting there.

Academic Theories Be Damned

When she got back to her room, Regina dropped her clipboard on her desk and then sat down on the bed. What was wrong with her? What Danny had said was true. She did want him to breed her, wanted it more than she could remember ever wanting anything else. The thought had stirred something deep in her mind, something she'd never felt before.

It's just hormones, she thought, and I know how to fix that for at least a while. She stood up, took off her clothes and lay back down on the bed.

The first touch between her thighs told her she hadn't been imagining the wetness there, and she knew the reason. Her body was preparing itself to be penetrated by a man's rigid cock. She tried slipping a finger into her entrance and found it was even wetter there. The second finger she slipped in made Regina catch her breath.

With her other hand, Regina closed two fingers around her right nipple and pinched gently. The effect was immediate. She stifled the moan that threatened to slip from her throat as her belly tightened. Another pinch tightened her belly again and she felt the tension begin building in her core.

Regina's two fingers moved slowly in and out a few times, then moved up to the little smooth button at the top of her lips. Just a few strokes was all it took. Regina gasped as the first wave of spasms wracked her body, then arched up off the bed as the wave swept over her. She couldn't control what her body was doing. It just did what it felt like, and the only thing she saw in her mind was Danny's face above hers, a face wearing a mask of intense pleasure as he pumped his stiff cock in and out and spurted his sperm inside her.

Regina lay there panting until the contractions in her core mostly stopped. It was relief from the tension, but as another twinge of tightness swept over her, she realized the orgasm had done nothing to take away the vision that still filled her mind. The only thing that would do that was the vision becoming reality and that scared her.

She'd never before experienced such a longing, no, such a need, and she didn't know what to do about it. If she did as her scientist's mind was telling her, she'd put that need out of her mind and go on as she always had. The problem was the other part of her mind, the part that was screaming at her to go to Danny's room and make that vision a reality was quickly drowning out her logical self.

Her logical mind struggled to be heard through the din.

What if I got pregnant? That would be the end of my career. No, that can't happen. The W R E knew some psychologists might be tempted so all female psychologists had been temporarily sterilized by an implant. Regina felt for the implant and found the small bump on her shoulder where it had been inserted. No, she couldn't get pregnant.

What if somebody found out? That would also end my career. Then she shook her head. Like Danny had said, that wasn't likely to happen. It wasn't unusual for her to spend hours interviewing a sire or a breeder. If she and Danny were together long enough for him to breed her, everybody would just think it was part of the interview process. It was a cardinal rule that once an interview started, no one was permitted to interrupt it unless there was some life threatening emergency that required evacuation of the residence. They wouldn't be disturbed no matter how long it took.

In trying to give herself a reason why she shouldn't, all Regina had done was convince herself she could do this without any repercussions. Her logical mind then softly told her that Danny was right. She could never truly understand how a breeder felt unless she herself had had the experience.

Romanticism

That night, during dinner, Regina noticed Danny looking at her and smiling. She forced herself to look away, but secretly enjoyed the fact that he didn't seem to have lost interest in her. That was a new feeling too. She'd experienced many male scientists praising her work, but never had even one said anything about wanting to get to know her better much less have sex with her. She'd always been proud that her achievements had been recognized by her peers. Now, she was proud that Danny was recognizing her as a woman.

When dinner was over, Danny walked up to her and smiled.

"Regina, what happened today...if I offended you in any way, I apologize. All I was doing is what I always do. I was telling you my true feelings. I know nothing can come of it, but that's how I really feel."

Regina felt her emotions raging inside her, but she'd made up her mind.

"Danny, I still have a few questions I need to ask you. Could we continue the interview now?"

Danny started down the hall the interview rooms, but Regina caught his arm. She couldn't look at him when she spoke for fear she'd change her mind.

"Danny, I was thinking about someplace else, some place a little more private."

Danny felt a little tingle race up his spine. Could this be what it seemed?

"Where would you suggest?"

Regina's voice was so soft he barely heard her.

"I was thinking maybe my room if that's OK with you."

Once they were inside Regina's room, she locked the door and then turned to Danny.

"Danny, I've thought a lot about this afternoon. I'd never thought about it before, but what you said about experience is true. If you still want to...to give me that experience..."

Danny took Regina's hand in his.

"Regina, are you sure about this? If you aren't, I'll just leave."

Regina shook her head.

"No, I'm not sure, but I don't know any other way to...since this afternoon, I've been going crazy imagining how it would be and telling myself it shouldn't be but I want it to be. I can't keep going on like this. I have to know."

Danny didn't say anything. He just moved closer, took Regina in his arms and pulled her close. As his hands stroked over her back, Regina felt her skin begin to tingle. She'd never felt her breasts pressed against a man's chest before, and the feeling started a tiny little tremor in her core. When Danny's hands cupped her hips and squeezed gently, that little tremor got a little stronger, strong enough she gently backed away and smiled sheepishly.

"This is where I take off my clothes, right?"

Danny shook his head.

"No, Regina. You're not a breeder. I want to take this slow in case you change your mind. I'll undress you a little at a time. If you do change your mind, just tell me and I'll stop, no questions asked."

Danny kissed Regina then. Kissing wasn't something he usually did with a breeder. Though he'd been taught how to kiss a woman to excite her, usually it happened only when a breeder kissed him first, and he seldom felt anything. When he pulled Regina tight against him again, she closed her eyes and her mouth opened a little. Danny didn't really understand why, but it seemed like he should kiss her, so he did.

When their lips touched, Danny felt something he'd never felt before. A strange sensation raced from his lips down to his cock and caused it to begin to swell. When Regina tentatively touched his lips with her tongue, Danny knew he should do the same because he'd been taught to do that. When their tongues touched, Regina moaned, and Danny surprised himself by moaning too.

Regina had felt the kiss tighten her core. It was the same as when she excited herself, but different. It was different because it was caused by Danny. She hadn't expected it, and that made the feeling stronger, so strong she wanted to keep feeling it.

Regina pulled gently away then and whispered, "Danny, I don't want you to stop. I want to know what it feels like to be bred and I want to feel that now."

Danny continued to undress Regina slowly, taking great care to stroke her skin as soon as he'd removed the clothing covering it. He hadn't been taught to do that and yet it seemed like something he should do. That was also a new experience for him. Always with a breeder, he'd stroked her skin in the places he'd been taught, but with Regina, it was so much different.

A breeder would have been slow to respond to his touch at first. That was because most breeders were a little unsure, or at least that's what he'd learned in training. Regina seemed to instantly respond to every touch. When he stroked her bare back, she shivered, but pressed her bra-clad breasts into his chest again. When he removed her bra and then cupped her breasts, she kissed him again and then moaned into his mouth when his fingertips touched her nipples.

Danny was a little surprised when after he'd removed Regina's bra, she began unbuttoning his shirt. After undoing the last button, she put her arms around his neck and pressed her bare breasts against his bare chest. That had never happened to him before either. A breeder might pull him down on top of her after her orgasm, but usually they didn't do anything like that during the breeding.

Regina was attempting to maintain her objectivity in order to mentally record all the sensations she was feeling, but as Danny eased her pants down over her hips, then cupped her cheeks and squeezed, her thoughts slipped from remembering to just experiencing. She stepped out of her pants when he pulled them down her legs, then gasped when he slid his hands up her inner thighs.

She'd have been embarrassed to be nude in front of any other man, but when Danny began pulling her panties down, she wasn't embarrassed. She knew what Danny was going to do next because she'd watched the videos of his breedings countless times. She wasn't nervous or afraid. If anything, she wanted him to do it faster.

After Danny gently lifted her legs one at a time so he could slip the panties off her feet, he quickly removed his own clothes and then took Regina in his arms again. As with a lot of things that had just happened, he hadn't been taught to do that. It just seemed like something he should do, and once he'd felt her naked body against his, all he knew was he wanted Regina, wanted her like he'd never wanted a breeder.

He didn't understand the feeling, but it was there, the feeling that he wanted to feel his cock sliding inside her, stroking until she had an orgasm, and then letting himself go. He gently laid her down on the bed, then sat down on the edge.

When Danny slipped his index finger inside Regina to see if she was becoming aroused, that was different too. With all but a few breeders, he'd had to use a lot of stimulation before they were slippery enough his cock wouldn't hurt them when he slipped it in. Regina was already slippery with the fluid that would ease his first thrust.

Danny explored her entrance with that finger and found it was snug. Could it be that Regina had never been penetrated before? Regina answered that question by catching her breath and wincing when he tried to insert a second finger. Danny withdrew the second finger and began gently massaging the little button at the top of Regina's lips.

As he massaged with his right hand, Danny stroked Regina's breasts and nipples with his left, and when her nipples tightened, he leaned down and took the right one between his lips. Regina's hips rocked when he sucked gently, and Danny felt her hand on his head, holding him there. He sucked a little harder, and Regina moaned a little moan. Danny felt the finger inside her get a little more slippery. She was reacting faster than any breeder he'd ever bred.

Regina's mind was a blur of sensations that stopped her attempts to think. Every time Danny sucked her nipple, she felt her core tighten, and the tightening didn't completely go away when he stopped. It was like it tensed, relaxed a little and then tensed even more when he sucked her nipple again. The finger between her lips was causing even more sensations. She felt another tension building, a different tension that made her open her thighs wide and pull on Danny's shoulder. It wasn't conscious thought that made her do that. It was just something her body made her do.

When Regina began rocking her hips into his finger, Danny knew she was ready for him. He also knew he'd hurt Regina if he just did what he felt like doing and thrust his cock inside her in one quick stroke. When he felt her pulling on his shoulder, Danny knelt between her spread thighs and slipped his cock head between her swollen, slippery lips. He found her entrance and pushed in gently.

Regina gasped at the feeling, but didn't push him away. She only raised her knees and opened her thighs a little wider. Danny kept massaging the stiff, swollen little nub of flesh at the top of her lips as he began slowly pressing in and then withdrawing. After only three of these gentle strokes, Regina began lifting her hips to meet his cockhead. Danny knew she was close to having an orgasm, and had to will himself to not just ram his cock inside her. He was too close himself.

Suddenly, Regina gasped and held her breath while she lifted her hips higher. Danny felt his cockhead pressing against something soft that yielded a little. He pulled back when Regina breathed again and let her hips fall back to the mattress. She did it again when he pressed his cock in a little more firmly, then her thighs began to shake against his sides.

Danny withdrew, then pushed in again while his fingertip rapidly stroked the throbbing center of Regina's sex. She cried out, dug her nails into his back and heaved her body into the stroke. As Regina's body shook and she cried out again, Danny pushed his cock through the barrier and deep inside Regina, then gasped as his own orgasm wracked his body. He made four quick but deep strokes before he stopped. Regina continued to pant and shake for a while, and Danny held his weight on his arms and enjoyed the feeling of the contractions that seemed to milk at his cock.

Regina then let her body ease back down to the mattress, put her arms around Danny and kissed him. This time, Danny felt a different feeling. It wasn't a feeling that stiffened his cock. That wouldn't happen again for at least half an hour. It was a feeling of...he couldn't describe it, but it was there. It was kind of like the feeling he'd had with one or two breeders, but it was more intense. It was a feeling of wanting to breed Regina again, and a feeling of wanting to stay with her.

As the waves of her orgasm ebbed, Regina could think again, and she was having two thoughts. One was that she liked feeling Danny's cock inside her. It was a feeling of being content, warm, and secure. The other was that as good as it felt, it was also uncomfortable. She knew this was because Danny had taken her virginity. For a while the feeling of contentment overrode the feeling of discomfort, but when Danny's cock softened and slipped out of her, Regina winced.

Danny whispered, "Did I hurt you?"

Regina stroked his back.

"Just a little, but it wasn't bad. Everything else was more than I ever expected. I didn't realize it would be like this."

Danny kissed Regina on the forehead, something else he'd never done to a breeder, and then whispered back.

"I didn't expect it to be like this either."

She Ruined Him

Danny didn't spend the night with Regina. She said someone would notice and suspect what had happened. He dressed and went back to his room, then lay on his bed and wondered at what had just happened.

It had been so different than when he bred a breeder, but it shouldn't have been. All he'd done was show Regina how a breeder felt when he bred her. Then, he realized the difference wasn't Regina. The difference was him. He'd never felt with a breeder like he'd felt with Regina. It was like they'd been one for a while, one body straining to achieve the orgasm that both wanted and needed instead of him giving the breeder an orgasm and then enjoying his own. He fell asleep still wondering if that was right or wrong.

Strange Feelings

Regina took a shower that night, and as she washed between her thighs, she remembered how she'd felt. She didn't remember any breeder telling her she'd felt anything but a nice orgasm and relief that it was done and she was probably pregnant. That wasn't what Regina had felt, not at all. What she'd felt was a need to have Danny inside her, a need to feel his body moving against hers, and a feeling of not wanting him to stop. Was this normal, or was she letting the sensations of her first actual sex make her think that way? She fell asleep trying to analyze those feelings and put them into the context of what she'd learned in college and through experience.

Conflicting Emotions

The next morning at breakfast, Regina couldn't talk to Danny or even look at him. She was afraid she'd blurt out how she felt about what they'd done or somehow give away their secret with her expressions. Danny was the same. He was still confused. He needed to talk with Regina, but the breakfast table with the other breeders wasn't the time or the place.

That time was that afternoon. Danny had no breeders scheduled so neither he nor Regina had any interviews. He walked down to Regina's room and knocked on the door.

When she opened the door, Danny said, "We need to talk". Regina didn't say anything. She just opened the door and motioned him in. When Danny said "About, last night...", Regina cut him off.

"I think I know what you're going to say Danny. You're going to say you don't understand what happened. I don't understand it either. It was supposed to be just an experiment so I'd understand what the breeders feel, but it didn't turn out that way. I've watched hundreds of videos of breedings, and the breeders never displayed what I felt. Is that about it, the way I acted?"

Danny shook his head.

"No, that's only half of it. I've never felt the same way with a breeder either. It was like...I don't know what it was like, but it was an entirely different feeling. It didn't feel like I was breeding you. It felt like we were the same, like we were one person for a while. I don't know what to think about that. I mean, you said I was free to choose any breeder now, but...well...you're not a breeder, but when I thought about that last night, I realized the only one I want to choose is you."

Regina smiled, though she wasn't smiling inside. She was trying to think of a reason for the way they both felt that wouldn't cause Danny to hope for something that could never be.

"Danny, what I think is we've worked so closely together over the past weeks that we've become very comfortable with each other. Once you breed another breeder, you'll feel differently about me."

Danny shook his head again.

"I don't think I will. I don't think it will ever be the same with a breeder again. You said my sperm count is higher if I like the breeder. It probably won't be in the future because I'll keep remembering how it was with you."

Regina put her hand on Danny's shoulder.

"Danny, you can't think that way. There's too much at stake."

Danny put his arms around Regina's waist.

"Are you saying you don't want to do it again?"

Regina felt a tear trickle down her cheek and hastily wiped it away.

"No, Danny, I'm not saying that because I do. What I'm saying is I can't, not if I'm going to keep the study going, and I have to do that. I have to finish the study so I can learn how to improve the breeding program."

Danny let his hands slip under the waistband of Regina's pants and down to her hips. He then cupped and squeezed them gently and grinned when Regina shivered.

"I think you've learned a lot about how to improve the breeding program from just doing it once. How many breeders have you interviewed who said they want to keep being bred by the same sire?"

Regina thought for a second, then answered.

"Not many...maybe a percent or so."

Danny gently separated Regina's cheeks and stroked between them with a fingertip.

"But you think you'd like me to breed you again, right?"

Regina felt her nipples begin to swell at the thought of having Danny inside her again.

"I suppose I would. How does that help anything?"

Danny moved one hand up Regina's side until he touched her breast.

"Well, since the more times a breeder is bred, the more likely it is she'll get pregnant, doesn't it make sense to pair a breeder with a sire she wants to breed with as much as she wants instead of a sire she can breed with only once?"

Regina's tummy tightened when she felt Danny's thumb on her nipple.

"Yes, but how would that be possible? There are a lot more breeders than sires. We could never match up a different sire for each breeder."

Danny chuckled as he stroked his thumb over the stiff bump of Regina's nipple.

"You're the scientist. Can't you figure out how to do that?"

Regina pulled Danny's hand away from her breast.

"Please stop that."

Danny grinned.

"Don't you like it? If feels like you do."

"I can't think when you do that. We can't just let any man breed any woman. There are things like genetic propensity for birth defects and low intelligence and anti-social behavior that have to be considered."

Danny slipped his hand down and squeezed Regina's cheek again.

"Well, I thought about that last night. Right now, there are about six hundred thousand breeders across the globe and about forty thousand sires, right?"

Regina nodded as Danny again slipped his hand up her side and smiled when he found her nipple was still stiff.

"So, what you get is about six hundred thousand babies in a year?"

Regina shivered when Danny stroked her stiff nipple.

"Yes, but more like six twenty. Sometimes a breeder has twins."

Danny lightly pinched Regina's nipple through her bra, then smiled.

"So, what would happen if you had four million breeders and four million sires breeding every other day until the breeder was pregnant?"

Regina started to pull Danny's hand away, but then felt her core tighten enough she caught her breath.

"We'd have over four million babies in about a year. But Danny, some of those babies wouldn't be healthy and some wouldn't be a smart and --"

"Which would be better for the world population -- six hundred and twenty thousand perfect babies a year or four million with a few that aren't quite perfect?"

Regina shook her head, partly to shake off the feeling of Danny stroking her nipple and partly to have a second or two to think.

"If we did that, most of the sires wouldn't know how to make the breeder have an orgasm, and all our studies say that would lower the impregnation rate."

Danny picked Regina up and carried her to the bed, then laid her down and unbuttoned her blouse.

"They would if you taught them like I was taught."

Danny had never disclosed the details his grandmother used to tell him, when he was a little boy. The chivalrous tales of men who devoted their very lives to a woman they were.. The term was “In love”.  He knew there was a concept referred to as ‘loving’; but the term, ‘in love’ was completely alien to his current-day culture.
Mankind had so deeply obsessed itself with birth control, and fighting over-population of the earth. They had become a cult of intellect which was devoid of wisdom. They’d become a cold world.

The urgent reforms would never be adopted if the academics were made to feel threatened or discredited. The strategy required manipulating the group-think, so that the universities could claim to have discovered the concepts for the rest of the world to follow.

Policy Reforms

Regina's proposal wasn't accepted at first. It took several sessions with the W R E before they granted approval for a pilot program consisting of ten thousand sires and ten thousand breeders. A year after the program started, the impregnation rate was ninety-nine percent and the W R E increased the program from a pilot to an alternative program. A year after that, the alternative of half a million sires and half a million breeders became the standard because it was producing babies fast enough the population was beginning to increase.

The new generation of humans were allowed to live outside of the juvenile centers. If the parents agreed, the children were kept with them, in what was referred to a familation unit.

Ten years into the reforms, there were familation units with as many as 9 young offspring. The offspring were educated by the parents and socialized with other familation units.

After 20 years, the Academies declared an end of the emergency and proudly congratulated themselves for saving humanity. The new generation came of age and some cultural conflicts emerged. The youth developed their odd musical expressions, clothing and hair fashions, and even started some communes. This new generation had no interest in the symphony music which was prevalent. Instead they used crude wooden contraptions with tight strings, to accommodate their simplistic music. It was referred to as ‘folk’ music, and obsessed itself in themes about love and other such frivolous emotions that intellectuals dismissed as unproductive.

Based on the works of ron de, in 2 parts, for Literotica