Chapter 41

MONDAY, SEPTEMBER 16th, 2047 –FIRST BREEDING DAY

Morning classes were abuzz with news about the lottery. My daughter didn’t have her regular class schedule this week.

The school had been advertising the ticket sales for several weeks with posters and announcements for breeding us. It was kind of surreal to think that I was truly a “Breeder” and people would pay to get me pregnant.

Today was the day they went on sale. The administration had set up tables for us around the school in the morning in heavy traffic areas. Our Trainers sat down, collected the money, and issued tickets. The Breeders had their names painted on their tits by the Art Club, and we stood on the same wooden stages we used in the competition. I was set up in a hallway near the lunchroom.

There was a sign below the small stage I was perched on. “PIGGY” with my age and ethnicity, as well as my weight and height. The notice read, “Piggy is a consensual Breeder. She has been certified as fertile and is free of any STDs. She has consented to participate in a Breeder Lottery. Tickets are $1 as a donation toward the NIS Program and new books, sports equipment, and better facilities. You may touch her without consent while she is on stage; ask questions as long as you do not harm or penetrate her vagina, anus, or mouth. You must ask her to show you those parts of her body.”

It also indicated that I was in second place in the competition. I suppose that’s not bad, considering there were only five competitors.

I didn’t have to get Julie’s permission either. Students would just walk up to me and touch my toes or my butt and walk away. There was a sign nearby that encouraged touching me and waived the need for consent. I felt like a cantaloupe in a supermarket being felt up to see how ripe I was.

It was the strangest thing. It was sort of like being a statue waiting for some pigeon to land on me. A few of them would ask me to hold open my pussy lips or spread my ass cheeks. I even had one boy want me to squat down and hold my mouth open so he could look in my throat. I politely nodded because I don’t think they had to ask permission. Julie certainly didn’t seem to even notice.

There was a steady amount of boys buying tickets at my booth. I wondered how well the other girls were doing. I was quite flattered to see how popular I was. Hugo waited patiently in line and waved at me. I waved back.

I didn’t try to dissuade him from spending so much money on me. I saw him count out almost two hundred dollars. He REALLY wanted to fuck me. I hoped that I would live up to his expectations if he got his wish.

I hadn’t discussed any of this in detail with my husband. He knew it was happening, but he hadn’t asked me questions, so I didn’t tell him any details. I stood up on stage like a slab of meat in a butcher’s window or a puppy in a pet store.

When Hugo made his purchase, he showed me his ticket stubs. We used to use digital tickets in my day, but people had lost faith in online ticket purchasing, and we were back to the old-fashioned way of matching the ticket number to the stub.

“Hi Hugo,” I squatted down to talk to my biggest fan. “I am flattered you spent that much on me, but I really don’t understand why.”

“You are hot, Piggy!”

“I am just me, Hugo,” I wasn’t sure what to say to that. I blushed and smiled. He wanted to kiss me, and I gave him a kiss. It felt weird not asking my daughter if I could because, normally, that’s how it had been. Julie was busy making sure every ticket was recorded and then sealed into my lottery bag. There was no other place to buy tickets to fuck me in the entire school.

I was told there would be twelve winners a day. That meant that if I only sold 60 tickets, every guy who bought one would be a winner. I found out later that I sold over 600 tickets on the first day.

That afternoon, We were introduced to our first enema before the big show. Karen and Crabby knew about them, but the rest of us were novices. A nozzle was shoved up our ass, and then 2 liters of warm water slowly ran into our ass while we held the Breeding position. Then we shit our brains out twice. It was mostly brown water, but it definitely cleaned me out.

Then we did it a second time, and when the water ran clean out of our butts, we were done. We were told we would be doing that every day from now on, including weekends. It wasn’t particularly pleasant, but I felt a lot more prepared for anal sex.

At the end of the school day, we went to the gymnasium where the drawing was held. The names were called for each of us while we stood on a pedestal. I was excited for Hugo to win! He was one of my first names drawn. There were some other names I knew and some that I didn’t.

The NIS coordinator had provided us some guidance, but not a lot on what we were supposed to do with the winner. Gym mats were placed on the ground, and we were supposed to lie on those. We were supposed to do what Jen called “natural lovemaking.”

That meant “Do whatever comes naturally during sex” as long as he finishes in our pussy. We were also told to let them drive and not try to dominate the sex unless they were clueless. I was so nervous and self-conscious, but the other Breeders seemed confident and prepared, especially Crabby and CR.

Students who bought a ticket but did not win were invited to walk around the gym and observe. There were some girls who bought tickets with no intention of winning, just to be there to watch the spectacle. Brunna was among them. She was there to cheer on her sister.

Twelve nude boys lined up in front of me. It was very daunting staring at them. They got to go in the order they were called. There were some who were tall and built like adults. There were some about Reese’s size, and they were clearly young teenagers. There were a couple like Hugo that were closer to Dewey’s size.

They all had penises, though, and I planned to go through with it. The guys had 10 minutes to cum, and if they failed to achieve ejaculation, they would have to stop. The first boy never told me his name. He dove on me and started mauling my breasts. I didn’t put up any fight. He had his finger all the way up my ass as quickly as he could. I guided his cock inside me, and it felt great. I had been practicing for so long that I had all this pent-up desire to get fucked hard.

It made it easy to get wet and turned on. I tried thinking about Jim, but all I could see in my mind, was his look of disapproval. The student’s cum shot inside me, and I realized that there truly was no turning back. I could be pregnant from just this one act.

I took the next boy and the next one. I sucked dicks, I sat on cocks, and I even took it up the ass. I got on top of one fat boy and fucked him silly because he didn’t seem to know he was supposed to do the pushing and hump me.

When it was Hugo’s turn, I smiled at him. He wanted to kiss and eat my pussy. “No,” I said as I directed him away. “I am full of cum, Hugo.”

“So, I want it all,” he tried to go down on me, and as horny as I was, I stopped him, and slid the young man up between my tits. He motorboated me. It was something he liked to do. I guided him up higher so he could put his cock between my titties and fuck them. I had never done that with Jim. I could feel the tip of Hugo’s cock hitting my chin as he drove his cock inside me.

“Okay, are you ready to cum for me, Hugo? I want you inside me,” I begged softly. That’s when he spunked his hot load all over my chin. I opened my mouth and let him squirt a little in me. I wasn’t sure if that was allowed or not. I felt so bad for him that he didn’t get to cum in me. Hugo wanted to cuddle when it was over and kiss me, even with his cum on my lips. I told him he couldn’t stay.

He looked heartbroken as he walked away. I felt ashamed of myself, although I wasn’t sure entirely why. I felt like perhaps I robbed him of his chance to lose his virginity with me. I wasn’t sure if Hugo was a virgin, but he certainly acted like one.

I had been fucked several times, and had barely broken a sweat. Teenage boys had dumped their cum in me and I was ready for more. I didn’t consider this “cheating” on Jim, but I am sure my husband would have seen it that way.

I don’t think I had ever taken someone’s virginity before. It felt like an opportunity or an accomplishment, even though he didn’t cum inside me. I imagined that the five who came after him were possibly virgins as well.

My pussy was so sore by the time it was over. They had run what used to be called a “Gangbang” on me, and I was left lying face down on the gym mat, ass in the air, and covered in boy sweat, jizz, and quite satisfied.

Miss Collins wasn’t done with us. We discovered why we were taught the “Plow Pose” in Erotic Yoga. We had to hold the position for a full hour. I lay flat on my back and then kicked my legs over my head so that my asshole and pussy were raised up. Students that paid for a ticket, whether they fucked us or not, were permitted to walk around and look at us and talk to us after it was all over.

A few of them snapped pictures and giggled. I am sure my hair was all fucked up and messy. I had cum on my face, and I could taste it. I wasn’t sure if I’d get in trouble, but I didn’t bother trying to wipe my face. There was no way I could get it off without a shower. I was exhausted but not entirely sexually satiated. I could have gone another twelve if someone let me get a little rest.

It was exciting!

I could have fucked a dozen more boys! I was almost surprised that it was over. They had 10 minutes each, which meant that this could have gone for two hours. It barely seemed like thirty minutes. There was no intimacy or affection involved – it was just sex. Even with Hugo, it had felt fun but not like “love making” at all.

It was still much better than when I was with my husband. He usually fucked me in the dark, got off quick and then rolled over and went to sleep. I have to admit – I truly enjoyed being “bred” even though it probably should have felt humiliating.

I knew teenage boys had paid to fuck me, but I didn’t feel like a whore. I felt “wanted” and that excited me.

I knew I was just tits and pussy to them with a pretty face, but something about how taboo and dirty it all was had really turned me on.

Hugo walked over to me and apologized for cumming on my face when it was over. I had barely even noticed that I had cum on my face. My pussy was also dripping with warm sperm. I probably looked like a hot mess.

“I am sure you didn’t mean to,” I told him that accidents happen. He’s cum on my tits before, though on “accident,” and we didn’t get punished for it. “There is always tomorrow!”

“Yeah! We’ll see!” Hugo said hopefully. “Was it good?”

I smiled and nodded at him. I asked him the same question. “Was I everything you thought I would be?”

“Way more! It was like fucking my mom or something,” Hugo said, and he skipped off. I had a disgusting feeling in the pit of my stomach that he was attracted to me because I reminded him of his mother. I assumed boys would instinctively be wired not to lust after us.

My sons played with me and touched me, but it never felt like they ‘lusted’ after me. They liked how I masturbated them, but it wasn’t like either of them gave me lovey-dovey eyes like Hugo.

Julie walked over and told me that I did really well and how proud she was of me. I smiled and blushed. It felt a little patronizing but at the same time I had done exactly what I was supposed to do, and my daughter truly seemed proud. I would have hugged her if I didn’t have boy sweat and cum dripping off of my body.

“Thank you, Julie!”

“You’ve got cum all over your face,” she smiled and squatted down.

“I am aware that I am filthy. I need a shower. Can we go home before your Dad gets home and sees me like this?”

“I’ll let you take a shower in the locker room before we go home. We won’t beat Dad home.”

I was embarrassed, but I knew Jim would eventually find out what I had done and I’d have to face the music with him.

It felt like an eternity holding that position as cum leaked out of my pussy and dripped down my ass crack. I could feel the semen inside of me moving around, or at least I thought I could. I was thankful I’d get to shower first but concerned that Jim wouldn’t have his supper when he got home.