Moral Degeneration

“I fucking love you,” Brianna said as she grinded on me. Her shirt off, the only thing she had on were the plaid black and blue school uniform skirt and thigh high white socks. I was sitting on the mat in the gym storage as she rocked back and forth on me. 

“I love you,” I admitted. Her cunt tightened as she began to cum. Shaking on me I started helping her as I thrust up into her, but she was lost. Turning us over I took her in missionary as our lips locked and I humped her for all I was worth. My dick making loud noises inside of her as I pulled all the way out and shoved myself back in she cried out in ecstasy. 

 

“Fuck-fuck,” she gasped. Her long thin legs wrapping around me. “Cum, please,” she said, her hands on the side of my face. We locked eyes and I sped up again. Thrusting for all I was worth I came hard into her as she held me to her. My face buried in her neck I could tell she was more than pleased with my present. 

“Happy to see your sister?” I asked, sitting up slightly. 

 

“You-huh-have no idea,” she said. I pulled out, causing her to wince. Taking off the condom she sat up. “Want me to blow you?” 

“I’d love one, but class is about over,” I reminded. She nodded cutely and got up. Putting her shirt back on I asked, “Why didn’t you take the day off?”

“I’m taking the afternoon off. My mom got the weekend somehow, so we are going to spend it together,” she said. “You uh, want to come?”

“Eh, let’s let your sister be the star,” I said. “You and I have our date next week. Besides, your sister starts working for me next week.”

“I can’t believe you gave her a job,” Brianna said.

“What? Should I not have?”

“No, we were just worried she would struggle,” Brianna said quickly. Dressed her hands were on me. I wrapped mine around her back and she smiled up at me. “I love you so much.”

“Not for this though, right?” I asked. “I didn’t do it for you to love me.”

“No,” she sighed. “Took a bit to know for sure. I was a little pissed after your party turned into an orgy, but…I have to admit. I’ve come around to it.”

“Oh yeah? Ready for another?” I asked. 

“I was promised more time with you, so yes,” she admitted. “But not this weekend.” 

“Understandable,” I said, my hand tapping her ass. “I’m glad I could help.”

“Did you…have to do anything bad to get her out?” Brianna finally asked. 

“No,” I said. “I made it part of my deal to join the Impregnation Program.”

“You what? I thought you weren’t going to do that,” she said.

“I wasn’t, but…things happened. And I wrapped your sister up in the deal,” I said. “Don’t worry about it. I don’t plan to stay on it forever.”

“Yeah but…still. That’s crazy. What else did you get?”

“A few million in revenue for Audrey’s business, couple more odds and ends,” I said.

“Seriously? Why did you get so much? Micah was bragging about his $2k,” she said.

“I’ll uh, tell you later,” I promised. “I can’t say anything yet. So I need you to trust me.”

“O-kay,” she said. “Can we-” She stopped as the door was knocked on loudly. We both froze. “Fuck,” she hissed. 

 

I walked over to the door and opened it. Coach Wyatt was revealed. She had a stern look on her face. “Brianna, thank you for helping me with my sport thing,” I said to Brianna, pushing her out the door. 

“I uh was-”

“Shut it, get to the lockers,” Tina said, acting angry.

“I’ll uh-yeah,” she said and ran off. 

 

“You caught me,” I said with a wide smile to Tina. The coach watched Brianna go. When she hesitated but turned the corner the coach was upon me. Practically in heat I could feel how wet she was already as I backed back up into the closet. 

 

“I missed you,” she gasped. 

“We fucked on Monday,” I said.

“Your kid makes me need you more,” she said. “I want to swallow your cum.” She was talking in a rush, but I was already rock hard. 

 

“Then get to work, Pussy,” I said, prying her off of me. She was more than a little bit of a masochist so I added, “That other girl’s cum is all over my dick too. So you’ll have to lick it off.” Her eyes fluttered as I pushed her down. Her maw open as wide as it could go, the bell rang as she swallowed my member. Moaning happily the disgraceful teacher was my more than willing submissive girl as I pulled her head all the way down to the base. 

 

She coughed but took all of it. My cock bulging out her throat she sputtered but never stopped humming happily. As she fought for air I kept her there. She didn’t beg or push off though. Staring up at me her eyes were that of someone that was exactly where they wanted to be. It made my dick harder and I released her. 

 

Pulling off she took 2 quick breaths and was at it again. Going up and down from base to tip I could tell she had been practicing. “Fuck you’re good at this.” She enjoyed the compliment as she repositioned her knees. Her hands holding onto my thighs I didn’t have to pull her down as she kept going up and down. 

“Fuck!” I groaned. Loud glugs echoed in the room, but it only turned me on more. “Are you going to share this one?”

She looked up at me at the base and shook her head. “Good girl,” I said and she went back to it.

 

When I came down her throat she pulled off so she could taste some. Coughing, she sucked me hard and moaned with it. Her eyes fluttering when I finished she pulled away to show me her full mouth. 

 

“Swallow. Your pussy needs it too,” I ordered. She nodded and swallowed as I bent down to pick her up. Bending her over the mats I dropped her shorts just enough and slammed all the way in. She stifled a yell as she came. The pain and pleasure more than doing it for her she was wet enough as I grunted into her ear while fucking her. 

 

Her legs squeezed together by the shorts at her knees I could feel her tight muscles contract around me as the orgasm kept going. My hand gripped her ponytail as I pulled back and kept fucking her. 

 

“Fuck!” She cried out. “I need it. Cum in me. I-I can’t get enough.”

“Good. I expect you just as ready during my gym hour,” I said. She nodded, pulling her own hair. I sped up, loud smacks let out as her cum increased in volume as she kept crying out. 

 

I smacked her ass, pulled her hair, and finished up by holding her hands behind her back with one hand and wrapping my other hand around her throat. She squirted hard as I came into her. A voiceless scream escaping her with every pulse of my dick as far in as possible. 

 

As we caught our breath I kissed her cheek and pulled away. She jerked as I exited but continued to lay there. “I love you,” she said with a sigh. 

“Love you too,” I said. It was hard not to with such good sex. “Hey uh, I need to tell you something.”

“Hmm?” She asked, humming happily as my cum began to leak out of her. 

 

“I have 4 kids for sure,” I said. “I went to their ultrasounds and they’re all boys.” 

It took her time but she eventually turned around to face me. “What?!” She yelled. So I explained what happened recently. “How is that possible? 4 boys?” 

“No idea,” I said. “I spoke to a doctor and she said I might be an Inverse. Which is the opposite of the norm.”

“That’s a thing?” 

“They don’t know. It’s never happened before. But it’s possible,” I said.

“So…I could be pregnant with a boy?” She asked slowly. 

 

“It is much more likely than with anyone else,” I said. “Not 100%, but they’re estimating at least 50%.”

“Oh my god,” Tina said, turning to me. “That’s amazing.” She walked over hugging me.

“Good,” I said. “Let’s just keep it between you, me, and your girlfriend for now. But I wanted to warn you.”

“That’s crazy, I can’t believe it,” she said, crying as she looked up at me. “I don’t know what to say. I need to go tell Amy.” I had forgotten Leland’s first name a while ago. “She would be so excited.” 

“Good, I didn’t want to blindside you, like with the others. Glad you’re taking it so well,” I said.

“Of course. Who doesn’t want to have a son?” She asked. “I want you so bad, but I need to go.” 

“I understand, say hi to Amy for me,” I said. She nodded and was out the door, my cum leaking down her leg. Shaking my head I followed behind her. The next class had already started, but as a guy I didn’t get any flak about it. 

“Where were you?” Ryleigh whispered. 

“Business calls,” I whispered. She nodded, knowing about the shop. 

“When do I get to see it?” 

“A few weeks,” I said. “I’m planning a party for it’s grand opening.”

“Another party?” She asked with a frown. 

 

“Just you, your mom’s, and my family,” I assured. She hid a smile as we focused back on class. I hadn’t stayed at her house overnight again, but I could tell she wanted to ask. For now I needed to let life stabilize a little. So much going on lately I was reluctant to make too many plans, but that was life. 

 

Classes went on. Micah bragged about his first upcoming rendezvous with a girl to impregnate. I rolled my eyes and ate in silence. It had gotten around that I had a couple of kids on the way, luckily my news paled in comparison to Micah’s since he was the school idol. Either way I was glad I told the guys. 

 

I spent a gym class talking about kids and sex to Killian and George again. Killian had in fact gone all the way with his girlfriend, Lettie. Who had been so heated for it they were almost through their condoms. I gifted him a full box Luna had stolen from the Menagerie and he thanked me profusely. Sitting well on my amount I needed a more full-time protection option. 

 

In my old world the Pill was a big one, but that was supposedly illegal in this world. I needed to try to find a chemist or something. There had to be a way to make the drug again. I was getting sick of crossing my fingers if the girls would have their periods. Luckily Luna and Penny started theirs the other day so they were safe, but I added that to my list of items to fix as well. With money in my pocket there were a lot of options in the world. 

 

Classes went on and I found myself in the computer lab during a free period. Seeing no other reason why not to, I logged onto the Impregnation website run by the DOL. Like everything done by the government, it was crap. 

 

The site looked about 10 years old, even in this day and age. I was given a specific username and login as a male, then walked through how to make a profile. I put in the information but didn’t upload a photo. It asked if I wanted to allow others to see my profile but opted out. Luckily I could see other women. 

 

It was very…professional. The women users did put pictures up. Most actually used their real names. They listed jobs and income. Some even disclosed if they were a virgin. It all took the fun out of it for me. With a frown I logged off and decided to make my own profile. 

 

This time I logged in as a woman. Creating my own profile, it was free so there was no issue. Making my own alias and stats it wasn’t long until I was searching through the women’s side, which…only showed men. 

 

“Seriously?” I asked. 

 

There were about 2,000,000 people in Minnesota. That meant about 250 men in the whole state. In total there were only about 65 male profiles. I felt a little bad for all these desperate women hoping to have a kid. I looked over the male profiles and they blatantly listed prices to jump up in their queue, but it looked like most had quite the backlog. 

 

On the man side I could see that there were at least 100,000 women looking to get pregnant. Like everything with the government there were inefficiencies, but maybe I was being too harsh. What could you expect from living breathing men? They spend every day with a new girl until all of them are pregnant? It was quite the idea, but in a year you’d have to do it all over again. 

 

For now, I had been scoping out the competition. I had other goals. Standing up I looked around and pointed to a girl I’d had my eye on for weeks. “Tori,” I said. “Can I get some help here?” The computer lab quieted immediately. There were only about a dozen kids in there, but I was the only boy. All the girls eyed me as Tori turned around slowly. 

 

“Me?” She squeaked. I nodded. “You uh know my name?” She asked. I nodded again. She looked around, blushing as more girls stared at her. I knew most girls in my class by name, but she was a senior. From how she acted you wouldn’t think she was the older person though. 

 

She had short cut hair. Another boy cut like Frieda had. In the school uniform she was fairly average. Medium brown hair, pale skin, but skinny, she was pretty in her own way. But you could tell she didn’t have the confidence for it yet. She reminded me of a late bloomer. Someone not used to attention, but in the background. 

“Uh yes?” Tori asked. 

 

“I’m Russ,” I said, shaking her hand wholeheartedly. 

 

“I know,” she said, pushing her glasses up. “You uh need help with your computer?” 

“No, I was actually wondering if you wanted to go into business together,” I said, leaning against the lab desk. 

“What? Why?” She asked. 

“Well I know you’re quite the programmer in school. You made that website that compiles all the pictures of the boys in school,” I said. 

 

“W-what?” She asked, nervous as can be. 

“You know…what is it? Highparkboycrazy.com or whatever,” I said. 

“How d-do you know about that?” She asked. 

“I live with Luna Cooper,” I said. “She knows everything.” 

“What about it?” She asked, more nervous. 

“I want to work with you on something,” I said. “But it’s gotta be a secret between you and me.”

“What is it?” She asked. I pointed her to the chair next to mine and we sat down together. “Is this the Impregnation site?” She asked with a gasp. 

 

“It is, here’s Micah’s profile,” I said with a laugh. His profile picture was of his chest. He had washboard abs, but he was stupid enough to put Micah in his username. 

“Oh my god,” she laughed, grabbing the mouse and scrolling through. “His profile is so…”

“Pretentious as fuck,” I finished for her. “I know. But this is not why I wanted to talk to you.” 

“What did you want to ask?” I took the computer and opened the launcher with my profile open. I then began to scroll through all the women I could see. 

 

“Look at this,” I said. “All these women on this site. We are talking 10s of thousands just in our general area, looking to get pregnant.”

“So?” She asked. 

“So? What’s the problem here?” I asked. I opened my fake profile again. “Look at this. Women can only see women. Men can only see women.”

“Again, so?” She asked. 

“So what would happen if you made a site where women could see women?” I asked. 

 

“What would be the point of that?” She asked. 

“Women are lonely,” I said. “The internet is something we can all share. There are already chatrooms that allow you to talk to people halfway around the world. But what’s the point of that? You can’t see who they are, you’ll never meet them. What if there was a site that allowed you to put yourself out there. I’m a 20 year old girl looking for someone to spend my life with. Another girl looking for the same thing could see the same thing and message her. They could narrow their search to somewhere close. Then maybe they meet, start to date, and before you know it they’re not alone anymore.” 

 

“Woah,” she said slowly. Thinking quickly as she began to scroll through the girl profiles. 

 

“Do you have moms?” I asked. She nodded. “How did they meet?” 

“Mutual friends,” she mumbled. 

“What if this is the mutual friend?” I asked. “This is the go between to all these lonely women out there.”

“Where did you get this idea?” She asked.

“There was that social site,” I said. “Phonebook or whatever.” I knew there was no myspace in this world, but I hadn’t been involved. “I figured instead of having friends we have one for strangers.”

“That’s…interesting,” she said. “But expensive.”

“How expensive?” I asked.

“You would need a dedicated site, storage, server-”

“How much would it cost?” I asked. 

“I have no idea.”

“What about the site you made?”

“That’s low traffic. Simple stuff. This…could be huge,” she said.

“Exactly,” I said. “Why don’t you look into it? Tell me what you need. I’ll get you the money.”

“Really? Why?” 

“Because I want to make something,” I said with a shrug. I was pretty sure the people that made dating sites in my last life got a boatload for them. “And I think people would use it.”

“Sounds…kind of fun actually,” she laughed then caught herself. “Sorry.”

“Don’t be,” I said. “You up for the challenge?” 

“I think so,” she said. “What are you thinking for a name?”

“Friendfinder?” I asked. 

“Ha, not that. Datefinder more like,” she said. She dragged the keyboard over to her then began typing into the browser. Soon she was on a new site. “This shows all the available website names out there.”

“Really?” I asked. “Can you buy the rights for the names?” 

“Of course,” she said, passing the keyboard back. I typed in Minnesota.com. The name was available. I smiled wide, that would be worth something someday. 

 

“Only $50?” I asked, surprised. 

“Yeah, not like there’s a huge call for them,” she said. “You just have to create an account and you can…” So I started buying website names. I had a good 40 names before the bell rang. Paying with a credit card I started to think of more names to add. Again, these would be something that had no use now…but someday, they would be worth some money. 

Getting Tori’s information we set up a time to meet later next week. She could dig into what would be needed for the site, and find out if any of her other friends were interested in making it. Either way I was excited. The world still had so much to offer me.