by Jan Springer
“I think he’s waking up,” Cade replied.
“Here, I think this will help,” Colter’s amused voice whispered through Luke’s grogginess.
A harsh spray of cold water splashed over his head, sweeping away his wooziness.
He blinked, open his eyes and saw Colter standing over him with an empty bucket in his hands. His other two brothers snickered nearby.
“W…what happened?” he asked.
“You passed out,” Colter said, extending his hand and helping Luke up.
Water dripped into his eyes and he blinked the liquid away.
“Shit! I’ve never done that before in my life.”
“You better start getting used to it, or at the very least, try to control your breathing. Callie said she’s decided she wants lots of kids.”
“She’s pregnant.” He still couldn’t believe it.
“Yes, you’re going to be a father…in about seven months.”
“I’m going to be a father?” Suddenly he felt woozy again.
“I recommend bed rest, Luke,” Colter said, as he steered Luke out of the office and down the hallway. “Lots of bed rest.”
He stopped in front of the bedroom Luke and Callie shared.
“And I’ve given Callie a prescription. It’ll be up to you to make sure she gets it filled out on a daily basis.”
“Prescription?”
Colter pushed the door open and quickly shoved Luke inside. “Callie will show you what I mean.”
The door shut behind him and the click of the door locking made him frown.
“Now why would they lock me in—?”
“Oh, lover boy,” Callie’s sultry voice whispered from behind him.
He turned to find her lying in the king-sized bed, a sensual smile curling her luscious red lips.
His cock roused to life, and his eyes widened as he spied the flowery sheets slowly moving up her very naked luscious legs.
“Colter said he’s given you a prescription, and I’m supposed to make sure you get it filled, so what is it? Prenatal vitamins? Where are they?” He scanned the room half expecting to see a bottle of vitamins on the nightstand.
There weren’t any.
“Come here and fill my prescription, lover boy,” Callie whispered, as the sheet slipped further up revealing her nude pussy.
Oh, boy!
His heart picked up speed as she spread her legs wide.
Her labia were plump and juicy looking, and her clitoris, a tight, swollen, red knot aching to be touched.
“We can’t, Callie.” Although right now he wanted more than anything to mount her and bring her the sexual release she was craving, he didn’t want to hurt the baby.
“It’s doctor’s orders, Luke.”
“That’s right, Luke,” Colter called out from the other side of the bedroom door. “And I’m not letting you out of there until you fill her prescription, which is keeping Callie very happy with plenty of sex and tender loving care.”
“Get lost!” Luke shouted at the door.
His brothers snickered as they stomped down the hallway.
“I’m pregnant, Luke. My sex hormones are going into overdrive. At a wonderful time like this, the last thing I want is to be deprived of your lovemaking skills, now get your ass naked and start showing me some TLC. Can’t not follow the doctor’s orders now, can we?”
He grinned. The last thing he wanted to do was not follow the doctor’s orders.
He got himself naked.
Fast.
And headed for the bed.
And for Callie.
The End
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Perfect
Jan Springer
Dedication
This series is dedicated to those who believe we are headed toward a dystopian society…that is, if we aren’t already there.
The human race is resilient and will always find a way back to their natural impulses. ~ Unknown
Prologue
Earth, 2054
Environmental contamination has made the world unliveable. The sick outnumber the healthy. Hospitals are overwhelmed. Economies collapse. Governments combine to form a one world power called the "Order of Authority"(OA).
To save the human race the OA builds "biospheres”—large bubbles enclosing self sustainable cities. Only the healthy are allowed inside. Everyone else is left to die…For population control, each human is embedded with a microchip, supressing the urge to mate. The art of lovemaking vanishes…
Chapter One
Earth Year 2304, Biosphere A1Z9
Fear and dread flooded twenty-two-year-old Anica Maine as she uploaded her day’s Netmail from her personal compudeck and detected the warning from the Order of Authority.
She swore softly beneath her breath, closed her eyes, and tried hard to still the frantic beat of her heart.
Netmail from the Order of Authority meant only one thing.
It was her turn to be impregnated.
Why she was so surprised was beyond her. All of her friends her age had already headed to the Impregnation Centers, gotten pregnant, had their perfect babies and went on with their lives.
Anica didn’t want to bear a child. Not now. Not when her career was in full swing and she couldn’t afford to take time off work.
Besides, she’d heard the stories about how impersonal and boring those impregnation machines were. Some women had to go every day for months before they got impregnated.
Now it was her turn.
Anica sighed heavily and punched in the address to the nearest I Center. It didn’t take her long to discover there was a waiting list. A very long waiting list that extended way past her deadline date.
Shit!
A quick scan of all the I Centers in the other Biospheres showed they, too, were booked solid.
It was all her fault. She’d procrastinated too long.
If she couldn’t get an appointment, then she would have to go the alternate route of an old-fashioned Doctor.
The Authorities were quickly phasing out those Doctors, now that perfect babies were one-hundred-percent guaranteed with machines.
But she had little choice.
The law was the law and with so little time left, she was stuck.
“Doctor it is,” she mumbled angrily and set about finding one through the compudeck.
“How much do you charge for your baby-making services?”
The soft, sultry voice made Doctor Zack Daly’s head snap up from the compudeck screen where he’d been watching the latest illegal sex movie he’d unloaded off a banned server. He swallowed at the tightness in his throat the instant he recognised the Biosphere’s top gardener, Anica Maine.
Damn gorgeous woman. A perfect ten. Six feet tall. Shoulder-length, brown-blonde hair. An hourglass figure. Sparkling brown eyes.
Generous, perfectly shaped breasts pushed up against the tight purple dress she wore.
His cock spasmed the instant his gaze settled on her luscious cupid’s-arrow-shaped lips.
Shit! He’d picked the wrong day to unblock his Sex Blocker.
She arched a well-manicured eyebrow. “There was no one at the greeting desk. Did I interrupt you?”
“No! Not at all. I was just doing research.” More like keeping himself illegally aroused since business was slow and getting slower.
He shifted uneasily in his chair, maneuvering closer to his desk so she wouldn’t notice the hard bulge pressing against his pants. If she got an idea of what he’d been doing, she could easily press charges for him being sexually aroused. He really should be more careful about when and where he disabled his Sex Blocker. With the recent changes regarding the quick phasing out of his specialties in favor of those machines in the Impregnation Centers, he hadn’t really expected any woman to show up today for his services.
Lately, only despairing women with looming deadlines were seeking out his services, and by the way Anica’s hands were knotted together she was desperate.
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��My baby-making fees are twenty-two thousand super megadollars per hour, which includes my moving in with you until you are pregnant. Or if you prefer, we can schedule you office visits at your convenience.”
She frowned, not pleased with his higher fees.
“The Centers only charge nineteen thousand, and a perfect baby is guaranteed,” she argued.
“True, but going that route you have a bigger chance of infection from improperly sterilized parts, not to mention the penetrator used is usually too short, unlike myself. With me, you have deeper penetration and a better chance at getting pregnant. Even if the baby is imperfect and terminated, your duty is technically fulfilled and you can go to court to fight against another impregnation order. I’ve heard women win those cases all the time.”
He could tell by the way her lips tilted faintly at the edges that this would be something she might be interested in. These days, some women would rather work on their careers than do their duty of being impregnated with the recommended one child. It was a loophole the Authority would soon close, no doubt.
“Some women also find that sometimes the machines in those Centers can lose control and do some serious internal damage, thus making it costlier than a Doctor’s services. Not to mention the waiting lists in-between impregnation attempts are quite long. Rumor has it the I Centers use all kinds of tricks to keep a woman from getting pregnant too quickly so the Centers can get more money. That’s why there’s such a long waiting period. By the way when is your deadline?”
“One month from tomorrow.”
Zack let out a slow dramatic whistle for effect. “One month. You like to live dangerously, don’t you?”
“And you don’t?”
She eyed his computer warily.
Shoot! Had she noticed he’d been watching an illegal sex movie?
“You shouldn’t smoke that stuff.”
“What?”
“The marijuana ad on your computer. You shouldn’t even be looking at that. They’re talking about making it illegal again. Some people who smoke it too much aren’t passing their Perfect Scans and are being eliminated.”
“They are?” That was news to him. Maybe he should cut down too.
“I’ve checked with all the I Centers,” she continued coolly. “They have waiting lists longer than one month. If I go with you, how long before we can start?”
Right now, sweetness! I’m primed and ready to have sex with you, perfect lady of my dreams.
“What’s your penalty for not being impregnated by the due date?” he asked. Excitement and disbelief shot through him. Anica Maine as his client. Life could not get any better than that.
She shrugged. “I was afraid to look.”
“Bring your wrist over here so I can scan your microchip for the information. It’s best if we know what we’re dealing with. There have been some harsher laws just put in place. If you’re lucky, you didn’t get nailed.”
She held out her wrist. Zack couldn’t help but notice the velvety-looking skin of her arm and wondered if the rest of her appeared just as creamy soft. His cock tightened with need at that thought.
Down, boy.
If he played it cool, he’d have this gorgeous gal out of her clothes in no time flat, writhing beneath him, even if she weren’t open to being unblocked. But he sensed she would be very sexually receptive in her natural state, then he would do a memory wipe easily enough afterwards.
“Doctor?”
Zack blinked at the interruption. “What?”
“The scan?”
“Oh! Of course. I was just thinking on how best to serve you…regarding your fast-approaching deadline.” He lifted his scanner and brushed over the thin microchip that was implanted beneath her wrist.
“The main scanner is busy. It’ll just take a moment to break in.”
She smiled coolly. “What is your success rate for impregnation?”
“I’ve a rate of ninety-five percent within a month. Also a ninety-five percent chance at a perfect baby.”
“Could I get a look at your…hardware? So I can make my decision?”
Shit! He’d forgotten about that part.
Many women preferred to see what they were buying before making the deal. Unfortunately, it was unethical to show a woman an erect cock before a deal was made. She’d notice right away he was illegally aroused.
Think fast, Zack or you’re in big trouble.
“Um…yes, of course. I must warn you though my Blocker has gone faulty of late. I’ve been meaning to get it fixed.” Liar, his inner voice screamed. “It’s not working today, but I’ll let you have a look…”
He forced himself to act casual, as if he walked around with an illegal hard-on every day. Standing, he dropped his pants. With rather shaky fingers he unsnapped the Velcro snaps keeping his cock hostage in the harness.
His hot throbbing dick unfurled quickly, lengthening like a rock-hard iron bar pressing up against his belly. He hadn’t realized he was that aroused.
“This is relatively how it will be right before I penetrate you.”
He could see a sparkle of fear flash in her eyes as she gazed at the spider web of veins pulsing up and down his thick shaft. The mushroom-shaped head was purple and it appeared to crave relief.
“It’s awfully big. Are you sure it will fit inside me?” She replied calmly. Too calmly.
Her Blocker was in full working order if that was the only question she could come up with. There wasn’t even an ounce of curiosity brewing in those gorgeous brown eyes.
“Once I disengage certain sections of your Blocker, your vaginal juices will flow at a greater consistency, allowing for an easier penetration.”
Mercy! All this talk was making him hornier. He’d need to engage his Blocker pronto or he’d be wasting his sperm by jerking off in the bathroom.
“May I touch it?”
You touch and I’ll explode.
“You touch, you buy,” he groaned in a strangled voice.
The slightest tilt of amusement lifted her sensually shaped lips. A more perfect set of cupid-shaped lips there couldn’t be in this Biosphere.
The few times he’d experimented with his Blocker and seen her in the Gardens he’d come home with one hell of a hard-on. She would be perfect mating material. Perfect for the experiment he’d volunteered to carry out in his Biosphere after learning about the rebels not too long ago.
Thankfully, she didn’t touch him. It was expected. Women weren’t sexually aroused with the Blocker in place. There was no need or craving in her to do anything but look.
“When would you be available for the first impregnation attempt?” she asked.
Gotcha!
“Actually I have an opening right now. A last-minute cancellation. I just called my client and gave her the good news that our last session was a success.”
She nodded and appeared nervous.
Uh oh. His cock almost deflated in disappointment at that look. “Is this a bad time for you?” he asked.
“No, I mean…I just didn’t expect it to happen this fast.”
Zack held his breath for her answer. At the same time, the scanner beeped, allowing him to log her into the database.
Her data popped up on the screen a split second later.
Anica Maine. Perfect ten. Brown eyes. Brown-blonde hair. Twenty-two years old. Never been penetrated.
He read on.
“They got you on the penalty. If you’re not impregnated by the due date, they’ll come for you and take you to the Penal Biosphere, where they’ll keep you on a machine until you become pregnant. That’s not a pleasant situation for any woman. I’d advise you to get yourself pregnant fast.”
She exhaled softly. “Okay. Let’s get started right away.”
Fantastic!
Zack tried hard to slow down his harsh breathing.
“You can go straight into Room Number One. It’s right through those doors and down the hall. Remove all of your clothing. Put your feet in the stirrups. I’
ll be there in just a few minutes. I’ll download all your information onto my database. I can adjust your Blocker from here so you’ll soon feel your vaginal juices starting to flow. You should notice a change in your body temperature too, once the adjustment is complete, so don’t panic.”
She nodded and headed towards the door he’d indicated. A moment later, it shut quietly behind her.
Zack closed his eyes and inhaled a deep shuddering breath.
He had Anica fucking Maine in his office!
This was too good an opportunity to pass up. He wanted to bring her into the experiment.
Officially, when he needed to get a woman ready for penetration, he only had to do minor tweaking to the Sex Blocker. Just enough to get her vaginal muscles spasming so she could milk his sperm. The law required the pleasure Block remain intact so the only thing she experienced would be a slight tightening of her vaginal muscles as his cock slid in and out of her. No pleasure created, hence no addiction to sex.
Besides not allowing sexual arousal, the law also dictated that her memory of the penetration be erased afterward.
Zack held an excited breath as he adjusted Anica’s Blocker data on his scanner.
Unfortunately for Anica Maine, the sexual experiments the rebels were running weren’t following the law.
Chapter Two
Anica couldn’t wait to get this impregnation thing over with. What a nuisance to bear a child now that she was finally making a name for herself in this Biosphere. She should have had herself impregnated the instant her menses had started, as most of her friends had done.
They’d had their perfect babies and given them to the Family Unit and gone on with their lives. Now they had their perfect homes and their perfect jobs and were perfectly content.
But no, she had decided early on in life to pursue a career in the Biosphere Gardens. She’d always enjoyed planting things and watching them grow. With her dream job as Head Gardener, her status was also lifted to Higher Woman.
