Chapter 4: Dave’s Plight

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Dave worked his way back to the South Entrance by running around the mall’s exterior. It could hardly be described as the fastest route, but it did allow him to avoid a possible encounter with the mall cop hunting him.

As the running teen neared his destination he could just make out the blurry silhouette of the Man in the Hoody standing near the mall’s south entrance.

Dave charged right up to the man and excitedly blurted out in between labored gasps, “Excuse me? Can ... I have ... another pass?”

The Man in the Hoody gave the teen an amused look. “So did you fuck that bitch who was chewing you out earlier?”

Dave struggled to answer between deep intakes of breath. “Um ... No. But I know ... that they work.”

“And now your back for another one I assume?”

“Yes. As many ... as you ... can ... give me.” Dave still couldn’t form complete sentences, but it was becoming noticeably easier to breathe.

“Sorry Kid. Only one card per person.”

“What! That’s so unfair!”

“The passes are unfair. They modify the recipient’s ability to make sound situational judgments. Hence fairness is a relative term here.”

“Okay. I didn’t really get all that. Why can’t I have a second pass?”

“Don’t blame me for the rules, kid. I just make them up and enforce them.”

Without thinking Dave exclaimed, “But that’s the perfect reason to blame you!”

As if to spite the already aggravated teen the man offered up a pair of Breeding Passes to an approaching pair. One a gray haired man in his mid-forties. The other a teen girl with distinctively pink hair. Both took a pass without loooking at it.

Envious, Dave watched as the two walked away with their gifted Breeding Passes totally ignorant as to their real value.

Dave pleaded, “Please. I lost mine. I really need another one.”

The man shrugged. “Not my problem, kid. Only one per customer.”

Dave was left open mouthed at the man’s indifference to his plight. Even as he watched the stranger offered up two more Passes. This time to a couple of smoking hot women in their mid twenties.

“Here you go, ladies. Free passes,” the man said with a smile.

“Thank you,” replied the brunette as she took one of the presented cards.

“I love anything that’s free,”the blonde said taking her pass with a flirtatious wink.

Dave watched as the brunette and blonde walked away with the Breeding Passes. Passes Dave knew they would never use. As he angrily mulled over the waste an idea popped into his head.

Acting on it Dave, fell into step behind the two woman following close enough to listen in on their conversation.

“It’s a sex pass.”. the blonde smirked.

“A what?” the brunette asked.

“Says it’s a Breeding Pass. You hand it to a man and he tries to knock you up.”

Her dark haired friend laughed. “Who needs a pass for that?”

“Alison Knox! I though you were a good girl!”

“I am a good girl Tracy, but that doesn’t mean I don’t know what men want.”

“Excuse me,” Dave ventured. “Can I have your Breeding Passes?”

The two woman stopped and turned to regard Dave. The three of them fast became a wedge in the normal flow of mall traffic forcing people to squeeze by in either direction.

“What would you need are passes for?” Alison asked. She was frightening attractive.

“Um... , “ Dave stammered. He really didn’t want to tell Alison the truth. That he wanted the Breeding Passes so he could knock up her and her friend.

“Well I’m keeping mine for my husband,”Alison declared dropping the pass into her tiny black purse.

“Here you can have mine,” Tracy said handing her pass to Dave.

Pass in hand Dave’s eyes locked on the words Breeding Pass. A new appreciation for what those words meant blossomd in his brain.

His dick lengthened in his pants as he comtemplated all the stages of breeding. From nudity, to penetrating, to fucking! And then from fucking, to cumming, to...

He looked up at Tracy. The realization of what she was implying by handing him her Breeding Pass finally started to hit home.

His mind was a whirl with thoughts of sperm and expanding bellies. Dave asked, “Do you want to do it in the changing room?” He gestured towards the nearest clothing store as he spoke.

Dave knew he had blown it the instant he opened his mouth.

“Pervert!” came Tracy’s offended response. In one swift motion she reached forward and yanked the newly gifted Breeding Pass from Dave’s outstretched hand before she dismissively turned her back on the lust struck teen.

“You’re lucky my husband isn’t here.”, Alison threatened before she turned to join her fast retreating friend.