Gabrielle patted her daughter Emma on the head as she opened the door to let her outside to walk to school with her friends.
"Bye sweetie," she said as she looked outside to see with dismay rain that was already beginning to form big droplets.
"Bye mommy!" said Emma as she raced outside to her friends, not giving a second thought to the weather.
Gabrielle smiled and closed the door as she picked up her coffee cup and sat down, trying to warm up inside her red woolen sweater.
"Lily," she said as she summoned her house computer to life.
"Yes?" answered the soft neutral reply.
"What are today's notifications?"
Lily's electronic voice spoke again, "You have five new messages."
"Three new messages from the New Singapore District Office. Subject: Bills delivered at 12:00am with amounts of-"
"Reply 'Colony ID 0098768' to all."
"Processing ... Messages delivered. No charges standing."
"Thank you, Lily," Gabrielle said. It was such a helpful number to have. "Other messages?"
Lily promptly replied, "One new message from Sam Orange. Subject: Great Time Last Week - Again? - Would you like to open the message?"
"Later," Gabrielle replied. Sam was a friend ... a friend who was always ready and willing for a good time. Gabrielle hadn't committed herself to a boyfriend and Sam was eagerly able to fill the temporary physical role that she needed for her own relief.
"Final Message," Lily paused for a moment as she loaded it onto the large flat screen in the living room. Gabrielle was curious - only large files ever appeared on the screen. Lily continued after a short time, "One new message from the Federal Agency for Reproduction and Maternity. Subject: Colony ID 0098768 and Alpha ID 042. Video attachment. Would you like to open the file?"
"The Eden Institute sent me a message?" Gabrielle wondered aloud. That was the agency in charge of the health and reproduction efforts of New Singapore. She hadn't been at the Colony since Emma was born close to seven years ago ... She got up from her chair and walked over into the living room slowly, trepidation in her steps.
Gabrielle spoke up to the computer, "Open the file - full screen."
The screen flicked to black for a moment, then the video began to play. She was surprised at what she saw. There was a dim room with a bed in the middle, covered in white sheets. Atop it laid a naked women - breasts heaving and her legs splayed out as she lay supine, looking slightly off-camera. Gabrielle took a step forward to get a better look and then gasped - there was no doubt who the woman on screen, visibly excited and breathing hard from her arousal, was Gabrielle.
Before Gabrielle could recover from the shock of seeing herself on screen, a new figure appeared: his shoulders were broad and masculine, his arms and legs thick with powerful muscles, and his back obscured the much younger Gabrielle who was softly cooing and moaning just a few feet away as he stepped into the camera's line of sight. The Gabrielle of the present was transfixed as she watched the Alpha Breeder approach her, making both the bed and her body look small in comparison. The breeder moved over Gabrielle expertly as she spread he legs even further for her stud.
Back when she was at the colony, these videos were used for internal evaluation purposes only, analyzing the effectiveness of each breeder and documenting any strengths or weaknesses in his bedroom techniques. Some of these videos leaked out onto the Internet and generated enormous interest, so much so that the government conducted a study of how much revenue could possibly be generated if they had released them for public consumption. When the results came back overwhelmingly positive, the Eden Institute underwent a remarkable turnaround, beginning the production and distribution of these breeding video documentations. Administrators from the colony even went so far as to hire consultants from The Republic of California's adult and Hollywood film industries to advise them on how to most effectively run the operation. However, growing criticism from a variety of personal freedom advocacy groups criticized the decreased privacy for the male breeders and accusations of selection bias by the Institute in favor of more physically beautiful women rather than genetically healthy breedees began to surge.
Nonetheless, production continued on, becoming more and more elaborate and professional as time went on. The productions of today, with lighting, wardrobe, set design and even makeup, were a far cry from the raw unedited footage in the dimly lit room that Gabrielle was staring at on her screen. When the video began, she was instantly taken back in time, her coos turning to moans as the breeder entered her. Gabrielle shifted her body-weight from one knee to the other, watching her feet bouncing subtly on the screen as the breeder thrust into her again and again.
Like most women, Gabrielle continued to take lovers after her time at the colony and the birth of her child. There was something about the colony however that she would never experience quite the same again. It was such an odd place, like a real life fantasy land, the experiences of being there would be just long enough for you to get used to the idea of living on an island built solely for sex, but never long enough for you to get comfortable. The experience was what she had read traveling to Las Vegas in the United States was like. It was all surreal.
The Alpha on screen lifted Gabrielle's legs onto his shoulders - her calves looking so small and dainty as they rested there. The long broad back of a breeder was on top of her as his powerful body thrust and rutted inside tight pussy. Gabrielle slowly smiled to herself and crossed her legs instinctively as she watched, her past self gasping and clutching onto his back while he drove his impressive shaft deep inside of her. His large hands stroked up and down her pale white sides, petting her as he thrust his member into her again and again with a rhythmic technique perfected after thousands of sessions with countless numbers of women before her.
She could hear her own grunts and moans, and little coaxings of, "Mmm, yes!" and "So good!!", but soon they were reduced to just unintelligible grunts and cries of pleasure. The Alpha needed no further encouragement or direction. Watching her very own breeding was something Gabrielle had never imagined would happen to her - but now that she was, all the memories came flooding back, from the Colony, in striking detail and sensation ... She could feel her pussy getting moist already, and she rubbed her thighs together slowly, feeling the roughness of her jeans grinding against her legs and the silkiness of her panties against her juicing pussy ... She began to slip her hand down her breasts, down her stomach, and down even further...
"Mommy, what's that?" asked a curious Emma, now standing beside Gabrielle and looking at the screen.
Shocked, Gabrielle blushed profusely as she scrambled to find the remote. After a few seconds of embarrassing fumbling as her recorded cries of pleasure filled the room, Gabrielle looked behind her with relief to see the remote. She grabbed it off the couch and hit the power button, instantly sending the screen black.
"Sweetie, what are you doing back here?" shakily asked Gabrielle, wondering what her daughter was doing back inside the house to begin with.
"You forgot to give me lunch, mommy," Emma responded.
Gabrielle stood up uncomfortably as she walked into the kitchen area and started the robotic process of making a sandwich, hoping that Emma hadn't really seen enough on the screen to give it a second thought. Several seconds followed as Gabrielle made the sandwich in silence, feeling like time was slowing down just for her to wallow in her embarrassment.
"Mommy, what were you watching?" Emma asked again, finally revealing the elephant in the room.
"Sweetie you weren't supposed to see that" Gabrielle said quietly, unsure of what she should have said otherwise.
Emma walked over to the couch and pressed the power button on the remote, curious to see the image appear back on screen before her mother could stop her. Now paused, Gabrielle could see her face was clearly visible from underneath the broad back of the male breeder. Her eyes were closed and her mouth gaping in a silent moan, her face of ecstasy peeking out from underneath his thick shoulder.
Emma looked closer and realized the face belonged to her own mother, even if it was from many years ago.
"Mommy? Is that you?" she asked as she pointed to Gabrielle's face on the screen.
Gabrielle looked down at the floor. The awkward situation of her daughter pointing with innocent curiosity at Gabrielle's frozen face on a video from a breeding session taken many years ago was palpable.
"Yes sweetie, that's me..." she said shyly, now coming to the conclusion that now was as good a time as any to explain some of the details of sex to her young daughter.
Emma peered at the television again, looking puzzled as she analyzed the still-frame of the breeder buried between her mother's legs, gripping her knees and pulling them forward towards his motion-blurred hips.
Gabrielle saw the quizzical look on Emma's face and knew that this wasn't something that was necessarily okay to talk about. Pre-empting any feelings of awkwardness or guilt Emma may have been feeling, Gabrielle finished her sandwich and turned to her daughter.
"Please sweetie, just sit down and take off your raincoat. I will be gone for a minute upstairs to get something, but will be right back down."
She watched Emma sit down on the couch as she was told, then went upstairs to her bedroom. Gabrielle opened up the top shelf in her dresser to reveal a modest number of sex toys, condoms, and lubricants. She grabbed one of the soft jellyed skin-tone dildos and a small bottle of lubricant, contemplating how she would explain sex to her daughter as she returned downstairs.
Emma, having become bored in the minute her mother was gone, had resumed the video and watched with fascination while the breeder's hips thrust back and forth against her groaning mother's body, missionary style.
"Is this how babies are made, mommy?" asked Emma, not taking her eyes from the lively screen.
Shocked at her daughter's adept question, Gabrielle nodded after a brief hesitation. Despite her growing blush, she also felt a bit of pride at the intelligence of her daughter – no doubt thanks in part due to the Institute's excellent choice and pairings of male breeders...
"Yes, sweetie. When a man and a woman want to make a baby, the woman spreads her legs and allows the man to push inside of her with his penis."
Emma's eyes move the screen of rutting bodies to stare at the dildo Gabrielle was holding gently in her hand.
"This, sweetie, is what a man's penis looks like." she said as she handed over the silicone dildo for Emma to feel. The curious child took hold of it without hesitation.
"This is the shaft," she said, pointing along the toy's veined length. "And these are his testicles," she said, massaging her hands gently along the round artificial sack. "Normally, this part will be very soft and flexible..." Gabrielle said as she realized that the toy could not become soft for obvious reasons.
Emma nonetheless paid attention with wide eyes on both her mother and the strange replica in her hand. Gabrielle continued, "When a man becomes excited by a woman and wants to make a baby with her, his penis will grow much bigger, thicken and become very hard and rigid ... just like this" she said as she gently rubbed her fingers along the shaft of the realistic toy.
"When a woman becomes excited by a man and wants to have a baby with him, her vagina..." she said, pointing to her own through the capris she was wearing, remembering how surprised and aroused she was from seeing herself with the breeder on her screen, " ... will become very wet and slippery to allow the man's penis to enter her." Gabrielle then opened the cap on the little bottle of lubricant and squirted out a small dab onto her right hand, rubbing it between her fingers so that her palm was shiny. She showed Emma the slickness of her palm, and she nodded shortly, hardly taking her eyes away from the enthralling demonstration.
"When both the man's penis is very big and hard and the woman's vagina is very wet and slick, the man will push himself inside of her," Gabrielle explained calmly as she took the dildo and eased it comfortably into her lubricated hand. "When the man pushes inside, it is very pleasurable for both the man and for the woman. It is so pleasurable that he will pull out a little bit and push back in again and again," she said as she pumped the dildo in and out of her loosely-clasped fingers.
Emma watched with fascination as she absorbed a wealth of knowledge that she previously had not been aware of. She remembered the images on the screen and immediately made sense of it all, seeing him pushing inside of her mom's vagina, recognizing his penis clearly on the screen as it slipped into her mother's body over and over, and his sack distinctly as it tapped heavily below her mother's dripping-wet folds.
Gabrielle continued with her demonstration, unsure if this was the best way to go about going about sex education, but feeling better about it. Emma was a smart, curious, and eager girl though, and Gabrielle felt she would be able to take all this new information in. She continued, "When the man feels too much pleasure from being inside the woman, he will begin to shoot out a load of semen which he has been carrying around in his testicles out the tip of his penis," Gabrielle tapped the tip of the realistic dildo, and Emma looked curiously at the little slit there.
"Semen is white and sticky and contains millions and millions of his sperm cells, each one containing instructions for everything unique about him. When he shoots them out, he pushes his penis really far into the woman's so they all get inside her, and then all the sperm race as fast as they can from his testicles through the shaft and into her vagina. Once his sperm are inside of her, they will all try and swim towards her egg, which is deep inside her belly..." To show her daughter where, Gabrielle lifted up her red sweater slightly and patted just above the hemline of her capris below her bellybutton. "While a man has millions of sperm, every woman has only one egg, and it only takes one sperm finding that egg to get her pregnant."
Emma leaned in to look at her mother's flat tummy, fascinated at the extraordinary science behind natural fertilization.
"Mommy," Emma asked, "Is 'getting pregnant' how girls have babies?" She was still looking at her mother's belly, apparently trying to put the pieces of the puzzle together.
Gabriella smiled. "Yes, honey."
"Was that how you got me?"
"Hehe, yes..." Gabriella loved how quickly her young daughter was picking up the basics about reproduction. But soon Emma's face took on her quizzical look again, after looking at her mother's nicely toned stomach. She looked up, her innocent eyes full of curiosity.
"But how did I fit in here?" Her little hand lightly poked at Gabrielle's midsection, a feeling that reminded Gabriella of how Emma would lightly kick when she was still growing inside her. It made her grin with motherly love.
"Oh, that's right! Cause you're such a big girl, I don't think you could fit in there now." She said playfully, making her daughter smile. Gabrielle got up and placed the dildo and lube on the counter in the kitchen and returned to the living room. She continued as she stood in front of her daughter, "But before you were born, you started off teenie-tiny, like a little peanut." She made the gesture to Emma by curling her index finger under her thumb. Emma stared up in wonder at the little sliver of light that shone through her mother's curled fingers, awestruck at how small she once was, but listened attentively to her mother's story.
"And then every day you grew a little bigger, and mommy's tummy got bigger, and bigger, and bigger..." Gabrielle tried expanding out her stomach and holding her hands over her belly to show Emma just how her toned tummy grew with her advancing pregnancy, but Gabrielle knew that when she was carrying little Emma, she got far rounder and bigger than what she could exhibit now. But Emma watched her mother's tummy grow, the child's imagination filling the blanks in reality. "And then," Gabrielle continued, "When mommy was really big about nine months later, you told her you were ready to come out, and poof," she waved her hands outwards with a flourish, "you were here!"
Obviously Gabriella could remember that it wasn't a mere "poof" that bore her daughter into the world - more like a ten hour marathon of contractions and pushing amid a crowd of panicky doctors running about and excited Colony observers taping the whole event in detail for their records. The Colony offered to care for its clientele after their breeding was successful through the duration of their pregnancy, teaching the soon-to-be mothers how to care for their very precious children and giving them lessons on how to adjust to motherhood amid the many other pleasures the Colony had to offer.
Nevertheless, Emma was thoroughly satisfied with the "poofing babies" theory, proven by her broad smile and giggles. As Gabrielle sat back down next to her daughter, Emma tentatively touched her mother's bared stomach again, as if another baby could somehow poof out of her at any moment.
"Is there another baby inside you now, mommy?" Emma asked.
"Oh no sweety," Gabrielle said, "Remember, it takes a man's sperm to find the egg in my tummy for a baby to be in me." In her mind, Gabrielle caressed the nicely rounded tummy she had years ago. She missed it, and the Colony ... The breeders ... the wild sex ... the unreal atmosphere ... She was getting really wet from all these memories brought up by her innocent child's questions.
As Gabrielle indulged her fantasy, Emma suddenly turned back to the screen and pointed excitedly. "Mommy, mommy!" She cried, tugging at her mother's sweeter sleeve and pointing at the screen, "Does that man make you pregnant then?"
"Hmmm?" Gabrielle snapped out of her daydream and looked to where her daughter was pointing. The screen showed that the breeder had changed positions with past Gabrielle - now behind her, thrusting his hormone-enhanced member deep and hard inside her wet pussy, louder grunts and groans emanating from the scene than ever before. Gabrielle blushed - she was so caught up in the thoughts about how she was going to teach her daughter about sex that she didn't turn off the video ... No doubt Emma was not only learning from her mother's words, but her actions too...
"Mommy!" Emma said again, reminding her deep-red mother of her most dire question, "Is he making a baby in your tummy?"
"Umm ... Y-yes, honey..." Gabrielle's eyes were transfixed to the screen too, watching that impressive breeder slamming her from behind, sinking that thick hard meat so deep inside her ... Gabrielle was glad for the first time that Emma was attentively watching the mating on the screen, because her hand rubbed the crotch of her jeans.
The breeder then thrust into Gabrielle deeply. She could hear her own orgasmic cry, a string of unintelligible words, issuing out from under the titanic roar of the breeder. The camera watched as the breeder held her hips tight in an unbreakable grasp (as if she had wanted to get away... ) as he held himself fully within her spasming body, unleashing the impressive load of a breeder inside her. Gabrielle could remember the feeling - each jet of spunk pounding at her cervix, so hot and thick, with just more and more coming as her came harder than ever before in her life. Emma, however, couldn't see anything past the muscled legs and back of the breeder.
"Mommy, why did he stop?" She said, a tone of confusion in her voice, but she didn't take her eyes from the screen.
"He's ... He's putting his sperm inside of mommy, sweetie..." Gabrielle breathed, her voice filled with arousal and awe.
Just then, after about a minute and a half of orgasmic groans and slight (but powerful) thrusts, the breeder finally was spent. He slowly moved back, out of the way of the camera for the first time. Gabrielle's face could be seen on the soft bed, red and panting from her earth-shattering climax, with her ass still stuck high in the air. Her pussy was gaping open, its pink lips dripping with her own juices - fluids which Emma now knew what were for. For a moment, nothing happened. But then, the white load could be seen flowing back out, thick and creamy like melted ice cream, out between her thoroughly fucked thighs, and dripping heavily onto the bed sheets below her.
Emma gasped and recoiled at the sight. "Eeeewwwww!" Her eyes were big as she turned quickly back and forth between her mother's blushing face behind her and her mother's leaking pussy in front. "That's gross, mommy!"
Gabrielle couldn't help but giggle at her daughter's exclamation, nor resist the urge to tease her a little bit, "Oh, Emma! That isn't gross! That's the sperm that helped make you!"
Emma shook her head, "EWWW! Don't say that, mommy!" It was like telling her she existed once as a big ol' bug. Gabrielle grinned, hugged her frantic daughter and shushed her.
"It's ok honey. It's like the Ugly Duckling - from a not-so pretty thing comes a beautiful thing!"
" ... Like a little baby?" Emma looked up.
"Yes! From the ugly little sperm comes a beautiful little baby!" This seemed to calm Emma down a bit, though she still didn't like the thought of all that icky white stuff being inside of her mother.