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Licensed To Breed
🕑 Added 2023-06-24 02:50:05 +0000 UTCI played with the silver card using my fingers. What a nifty little thing. The tests were complete, I was given a clean bill of health, and I was deemed a suitable recipient for this most coveted and advantageous of positions. Well - for me, at any rate. The amount of men who applied for this little thing was shockingly low. That had been some time ago.
Passing the card from finger to finger, as if it was a coin I was rolling, a quick flick of my wrist, a flourish of movement, had it gripped between my fingers and thumb, and I could look at it directly. My name, an ID number, a black magnetic strip, a holographic sticker, and under it, a concealed chip, to think that it was so simple... but here it was.
The Breeder's License.
The question was, of course, what to do with it once one had it. The Breeder Program came with its ups and its downs, though from where I'm standing? Almost all ups.
I've been a breeder for a year now, and to this day, I don't regret it at all.
It came with its fair share of privileges. Discounts on pretty much any big chain store and quite a few smaller ones as well, government subsidies on the bills for my everyday necessities and similar privileges to the elderly or disabled when it came to accomodations and such. I was, effectively, one step below in priority to those who needed it most, and one step above the able bodied.
But the most important privilege?
I put the card back into my jacket pocket as a smirk drew itself on my face.
The most important privilege was of course the most proper use of the License.
Before me was a large office building, a glass skyscraper. A very common sight in a large population center like this, holding the offices for multiple high end companies. My smirk grew.
Information was at my reach whenever I wanted it. Including looking up anyone that caught my fancy, and oh my fancy was caught indeed! Earlier in the morning, on that crowded train, I'd been tempted, but I was busy and had no time to waste, as I had to attend to my obligations, but now? Now I had time.
And I had my card ready to go. Made sure I'd be doing a very thorough job, took my vitamins and everything.
I went into the building. The receptionist that greeted me was a young man, not much older than me, I would guess at most mid twenties. Very professional, straight black hair, blue suit jacket. "Good day, sir, welcome to Nakatani Offices, how may I help you today?" he asked, his voice more chipper than his appearance would suggest.
"Yeah I'm here to see Yanagi Miho," I said, "she works on the seventh floor."
"Ah, yes! The Seventh Floor, and you said the name was Yanagi... Miho... right! I found her. Oh, I'm sorry to inform you sir, this person does not admit visitors without an appointment, I must ask you to please-"
I pulled the card out of my pocket and flashed it to him.
He blinked, then I offered it to him. He took it.
"Oh, wow. It's my first time seeing one of these in person," the employee said. "Would you please wait while I authenticate?" he asked.
I nodded, and he pulled out something that looked like a credit card reader, then he passed my license through it, and hovered the holographic sticker over a microchip reader. After a few moments, it dinged and turned green.
"Alright, this appears to be in order, give me a moment, I will provide you a pass," he said, pulling a slightly thicker card from under his desk even as he passed me my license back, then he put it into a slot on his computer, and then pulled it back. "Alright sir, here is your VIP pass, it will allow you to enter the 7th floor Offices. Use the elevators to your right, it will ask for you to scan your pass after you select the seventh floor. If you need anything, please don't hesitate to contact the help desk."
"Thank you very much, I will be in your care," I said, pocketing my license and taking the pass, and doing exactly as the receptionist instructed. Within less than a minute, I made it to the seventh floor. Two companies held offices on this floor, but I was only interested in the Terada & Kirishima Legal Services' office, so I went right in.
The receptionist of that office stopped me as I made to go past her, ignoring her greeting. "Sir! Sir, I must ask you-"
I pulled my breeding card. "I'm here on official business," I said.
"Oh... carry on then," she said.
I nodded, and passed her. The front was all squeaky clean, but the back had a bit more of a lived in atmosphere. This wasn't a lawyer's office where they entertained clients, this was where the employees did a lot of extremely boring and tedious legal work, and the mountains of papers that a good dozen worker bees were going through reminded me why I quit law school.
They were so busy they didn't even question my entrance into their legal hell.
I scanned my eyes across the room and found the desk of the person I was looking for, and behind two large stacks of legal documents was my target, Yanagi Miho. Long and lustrous dark hair, tied into a bun held together with a pair of pointy sticks, sharp hazel eyes behind square rimmed glasses, lips only lightly painted, and of course, a body worth going quite a bit out of my way for.
Wide hips, very fit to bring a child to this world, obscene breasts, among the biggest I've ever seen, I couldn't tell you the cup size. E? F? It didn't matter, they were big enough that I'd be shocked if she could find bras her size, and she stood out among the crowd in that train.
I pulled my phone up, and checked her once more. 38E, it said, but what that meant, I couldn't tell you, but it sounds great. Her profile was listed, as was damn near every single woman in this country, and all the information I needed listed out. I double checked and triple checked just to be sure, then I moved towards her desk.
As I arrived, she noticed my approach and looked up. "Are you a new legal intern?" she asked. "Who are you looking for?"
"I'm not, and you," I said, going behind her desk, at which point she stood up.
"Hey, you can't-"
"You'll find," I said, raising my license, "I can, and I will," I said, giving her my best cheeky grin, and then I turned her around, pushed her down onto her desk, her massive titties serving as a pillow, and her oof was almost comical. I hiked up her skirt, revealing her rather erotic purple lace panties.
"H-Hey, stop it," she protested weakly. "N-Not here, everyone'll see!"
"I know," I said. "Great, isn't it?" I responded. "OI! EVERYONE! Feel free to observe as I breed your coworker, Miss Miho!" I called. "If you want to get a better view feel free to come closer!"
The others, before zombies enslaved to their work, started to take notice and come closer as I dropped into a crouch behind Miho, my face level with her panty clad ass. I mashed my face into it and took a deep sniff, inhaling her scent through my nose. She smelled a little of sweat, quite a bit of perfume, and of course, the particular scent of her ever growing arousal, I could even feel it over the smell of her ass, and through her panties.
"Ngh, that's dirty..!" she protested, then gasped as I mashed my face into her ass and crotch, rubbing my cheeks against hers, my nose against her buttcrack, and my lips, chin and tongue against her cameltoe through her panties. She let out a lewd mewling noise, and I could detect that her panties were already beginning to moisten.
She needed this badly, and I'm always ready to be the angel willing to deliver rewards for those who wait. Dismissing that stupid mental image, I hooked my fingers around her panties and pulled them down, getting a good look at her slightly pinkish, puffy pussy lips, which only had the barest sheen of wetness to them.
I grabbed each cheek with one hand, spreading her wide, and then I used my thumbs to spread open her labia, revealing her pink, wet insides, which I immediately began to devour as soon as they became available, my lips kissing hers, my tongue slipping inside and sweeping up as much of her precious honey as I could, devouring it. It had a slightly fishy taste, this woman definitely enjoyed her sushi, but it was good nonetheless.
"This tastes strong," I said, licking my lips, "when's the last time someone paid some attention to you Miho?"
She mewled. "Ngnh, h-high- no, I don't need to answer that!"
"Suit yourself," I said, standing up, and undoing the button at the front of my jeans, pulling the fly down, and pulling my cock out of containment. Six inches of hard cock, ready to go. First, of course, I used my finger to gather some of Miho's own leaking lubricant and when I had enough, I rubbed it all over my cock, making sure that I was well and truly slick.
I took a moment to observe as the rest of the workers in the area dropped what they were doing and turned to stare at us, some had even left their desk, and were starting to form a circle around Miho's, as I prepared to give her what she needed most in the world.
A good, hard breeding. Somebody has to work to fix this country's ever declining birth rate, and hey.
It might as well be me!
I lined myself up, holding myself with my right hand and holding her in place with my left, pressing against her entrance, her slick outer lips easily parting to allow my cock entrance, and her pussy already greedily trying to suck me further in. I pressed the tip of my cock into her vagina, then began to slowly feed her it, pushing into her innermost and most intimate parts, until I was firmly in place, and could remove my hand, now holding her from behind with both hands.
I leaned over her, pushing in further and deeper, until my hips met her hips and butt, and then, I let go of her waist, and moved my hands up, until I could reach her chest. I gripped at her shirt and ripped it open, buttons flying as her extremely large breasts almost flopped from the movement. I immediately began playing with them, even through her bra, they were nothing short of amazing, my fingers sank into the unimaginably soft tit flesh. Hissing in pleasure, I leaned down until I was nearly covering her, pressing my chest into her back, then pulled up, bringing her with me until we were both upright.
Her bra was of the same purple lace design of her panties, and I couldn't help but feel great as I played with her tits through it, but I wanted, nay, needed more, so I pulled it up and let her tremendous bosom be free for only a brief moment, as I immediately grasped it in my hands, feeling her nipples in my palms, almost as hard and stiff as pebbles, while my fingers played with and sank into her fat breasts.
"These are heavenly," I said, "you really are working to earn this huh?" I muttered, planting my feet, and while I had her like this, while I continued to play with her tits and make sweet lewd music from her moans, I began to move. First I pulled back, then I slammed back in, the resounding slap of skin on skin heard across the office.
But that was only the first, and it broke her moans, and I didn't stop from there! I began to slam into her, rapidly thrusting my hips, working with her, as her body sought me by itself, maybe even without her knowledge, I pulled back and she clenched and tightened up, trying not to let me go, but as soon as I pushed back in, her walls relaxed and it felt like she was sucking me in again, letting me go as deep as possible every time, only to grip me like a vice as soon as I was pulling out again.
My hands never stopped, nor did my hips, and I fucked her with all I had and for all I was worth, nonstop pounding her ass from behind, even as I felt my muscles burning and my balls aching, it made me realize that her gloriously amazing pussy was bringing me to the edge but I didn't want to cum and seed her yet, I didn't want to stop fucking her!!
"Ngnh, yyeash, fyuk miieee~!" she mewled, "puhut, ah, bahbee, een mie~!" she begged.
It was too much, her sweet and lewd plea brought me over the edge, and her pussy tightened up one last time as I slammed into her depths, pouring my Certified Breeder cum right into her womb, which greedily devoured it all, every spurt, her internal walls convulsing and shaking and twitching and milking my cock outright, helping me push out every last shot of cum, until my orgasm was over, and I let her fall, once more, collapsing on her chest with an almost comical 'oof' sound.
I pulled out of her pussy, and pulled her panties back up. Using my hand, I wiped the drool that I hadn't realized slipped out of my mouth.
I took my phone out of my jacket and marked the job well done, nodding to myself. With any luck, the breeding would be effective. And if not, well, I could certainly come back to finish the job!
Luckily for me, it seems like filling my quota for the week won't be difficult at all, as another of the lawyer hopefuls here was a bright red haired sexy little thing, with considerably smaller breasts than Miho. I looked her up, a scan with the app brought me all her details.
Satou Momoka, twenty four. And oh, look at that, she happens to have the perfect compliment for Miho's exhibitionism kink, a voyeurism kink. I could see even from Miho's desk, that behind her desk's cover, Momoka's hand was definitely under her panties, her mouth was open, she was gasping and only then noticed that I was walking towards her, my cock still erect. Already, my hand was flashing my license to her, and she looked mighty excited...
