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Although this story is meant for the Endangered Species Contest, I decided not to submit because I do not like how it was read in less than 5,000 words and in a single chapter. I decided to something special something with it and written it longer and in a series and change the species.

Written by Wallace the Fifth

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Wallace the Fifth is proud to present.............

Gevina's All Girls' Correction Academy: Facility 227, The Impregnorium

Chapter 1: Beginning

Main Actress

Matron Tessa Marvella

Boots are very loud when they are being used on clean laminated tiled floors in a cold corridor. Very loud. One step at a time at a fast pace. It is loud enough to echo from one end to another and send chills down the spine of a person.

CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP, CLOMP..........

But imagine when you have four pairs of black leather boots being worn by four very strong, lithe females at six in the morning.

CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP, CRUMP.........

Walking with purpose in a block, by passing room after room, filled with occupants that sometimes pissed and shat in their jumpsuits thinking it is now their turn. But that now rarely happens as, if they do so, they have to clean it up with their mouths. Trust me, if you have diarrhea, it will make your lesson even faster and people do get diarrhea easily here if we chose not to take care of them well. But here, everything is clean.

The corridor is very, very clean. There is never much dust on it. After all, this is an academy where children, teenagers and young adults come and learn their place in life. It is not known as a corrections facility for nothing.

I, Tessa Marvella, have been Matron here for more than 5 years. How I got here will be another story I will tell. Do not fear, I keep my promises well and there is prove of it time and time again. And many will testify if you ask them. When they stop shivering at my name, of course.

Women. The female gender. Created from one of the ribs of Adam by God to be his companion in life inside the Garden of Eden when he wondered out loud he was lonely to Him. This academy is to teach errant, wayward and rebellious girls that have exhausted all methods by the state to turn them into productive citizens for Mother Russia. We call them girls for a reason. Real women think, girls do not.

And Mother Russia will teach her daughters well. Extremely well.

I am a widow. I lost my husband in war and I am now living in what's left of a Russian state. I am a Siberian Chipmunk, but my fur is not the usual brown, rather grey white covering my body and snow white middle from my modest breasts to my crotch. I am nearing my 42nd birthday soon and was a mother of five. Four young ladies and a boy, in which I lost when evacuating from my village at Pripyat. That is where I lost my husband. I am 5 foot 2 and had an attitude that turns men away from me just by looking at me. I know I am beautiful and the men folk know it too, but turn away when I look at them because of my eyes. My dull grey eyes that had cried too much tears and raged with cold fire that simmers, waiting for something to set it hot and uncontrolled.

I have my two guards with me. Felena, 32 years, also a chipmunk, but brown incolourwith creamy white in the middle and Reila, 28 years, her sister. Samecolouring. Both were in Cryptography and Intelligence, but they got transferred to me when their methods of using sexual techniques to attain information got them into trouble. Reila got pregnant and had the baby beaten out of her. Literally. Felena and she were to be executed, but High Command decided to punish them more by letting them work in this academy. Beating down 'tough' girls and rebellious teens, as they call it. I requested for them to be transferred to my command after I saw them took down and 'broke' a female bear a foot taller than them ten years back before I become Matron. My line of work is more special as I am now Head of School, THE Matron, and I require special people that had once been in special situations and had special skills.

I took them in, and we became best buddies. Sometimes we had a romp or two, but very rare. We have jobs to do and a quota to reach and if possible, exceed more than required. We are frustrated women that had nothing more to do but get girls in my academy broken in and used as women are to be used. We are also power hungry, but know we need to work together to get what we want.

A man that is useless will remain useless and turn no profit for Mother Russia except to die as cannon fodder. But there is never such thing as a useless woman. If I ever heard of my subordinates talk like that, I will demote her and who knows, a paper fed into a shredder or a mistype in a computer will put them in the same position of the very same girls they punish every day.

I am an intelligent woman and so am many here. We know what we are doing is wrong, but it is the purpose of gender that drives all of us forward.

WE ARE ALL SICK HERE. Sick in the mind, but sane and never ignorant. We know the truth, but we just kept doing it. We are real women and it is what we are. And real men learn to respect us for what our gender does.

However, the fourth member in our small group is a new girl named Yatzel. A raccoon. Typical, naïve, fresh and extremely young for this line of work. She was transferred here at the age of 19 a few months back. I remembered her walking in with her orders and a list of her achievements. I took her order slip and made a show of reading it while feeding her achievements into the shredder. I crumpled her slip and tossed it into the waste basket at the other side of the room like a basketball player. She did looked surprised a bit, but I told her I expected her to have that look from time to time as what we do here is what normal society can never comprehend. I asked what her orders are and she told me she is to be my assistant, doing file work, making reports, my bat man, my aide and essentially, my go-fer. When she was done I told her to forget it and just do as I say, remember what I tell her, go where I go and all will be fine, for I am Matron here and this is my world.

Then I told her to leave for her quarters and wait for my instructions. She is an avid learner, however, what she was learning in the past few months are testing either she is worth it or not. Today is her first taste. Her first experience of what we really do here. She will know what we are doing and accept it or have her file erased by me and 'enrolled' into the academy, presumed KIA in a mugging with several 'students' here. High Command will not question.

However it will take time for people to learn their lessons in life and hers is just beginning and a forced one.

She will now know what Gevina Academy is about and what High Command's stake is in this school. She will learn or disappear.

We are walking down the corridor marked 254- 360. It is a long straight way and temperatures are meant to be set this low. The reason for this is because girls are sent to this building when their time is about to come. We pass door number 300 and Reila and Felena took out their wooden batons as I took out a key from my pants' side pocket. Our leather suits squeak pleasantly as we stop at door number 310. I slide the master key in and unlock it. Felena twists the knob and kicks the door in, Reila rushes in and inside the room, a wail sounded out as she beats someone inside. Felena goes in and I follow from behind as Yatzel marches in with me. Inside, a pretty young teenager in an orange jumpsuit is getting a soft beating from Reila.

THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP, THUMP....

The girl on the floor tries to strike back, but was back handed by Felena. Smashing onto the padded floor, Reila takes out a pair of zip-cuffs and ties the girl's hands together as Felena pins her down with her right knee. Forcing her to her knees, both of my chipmunks hold her shoulders tightly as I squat down to her level. The teen's head is hanging, still faint from the soft battering she got. Grabbing her lovely black shoulder length hair, she groan out in pain as I pull her head up as we see each other face to face. Her eyes are half closed and drool is hanging out the side of her hanging muzzle. Her breath steaming in the air as she pants in tiredness.

She is a pretty little thing. A very young Siberian tigress around the age of 14 years old. Old enough for her to serve the state. She got her breath under control after a while. I am very patient. These sort of thing needs time and she will not be hurt nor harm too much. We need her healthy and strong. The young teen opens her eyes slowly. Yes, there is still fight in them. Inside those two blue eyes are fires of strength. I know this. I am of a prey species and we know things like this. She is strong in flesh and spirit. She is ready and she will serve well. And we will break her and make her love it.

With a jerk of my head, Reila and Felena force her on to her feet as I let go of her hair. The young one stands shakily, lifts her head up and snarls. A slap on the face is enough to get her to focus and come to attention. Snagging her jaw with my left hand, I bring her head towards me as I snarl back in return, "Listen up pussy cat. Today is your day." My right hand zips my leather suit down from the neck to my chest and takes out a small folding knife from a hidden pocket near the curve my right breast. With a rough twist of my hand, my knife opens up and I slice off her jumpsuit front buttons, soft thumps are heard as plastic go pinging off the padded 6 by 4 padded room walls. Letting go of her jaw, I smash my right hand lightly on her face, not that hard to draw blood, but enough to stun her. I have done this countless of times and practice makes perfect.

Grabbing the neck of her jumpsuit, I place my knife at her front zipper and roughly cut it down from her neck to her crotch than the wrists near her cuffs. Reila holds her steady as Felena peels the jumpsuit off her body before lifting up her feet one at a time, taking it off and tossing it aside. In her standard issue white bra and panties, even in a dazed state, she is beautiful. Her hips are perfect and her breasts had grown bigger and firmer since her incarceration here at the academy at the age of 8 years old for stealing food. Now she is well fed and groomed by the staff. All female 'students' here are given the same care and treatment and she is as beautiful as the rest. Here beauty is never neglected. It is a must to a point of plastic surgery.

Looking at her chest, I use my knife to cut off her bra shoulder straps and Reila yanks it off. Felena holds both her hands and lift them up from behind, bones creaking and muscles stretch as she is held ready for my inspection. Yatzel gasps as creamy white feline breast juts out. The teen is now leaning forward a bit, due to the strain of having cuffed hands being stretch to the limit behind her. Her abdominal muscles bulge a bit as her flank fur fluffs up. I put my knife to the padded floor as I kneel down.

I licked my lips as I feel a tingle of arousal. My cleft begins to moisten. This sort of thing gets me wet all the time because of what will happen next after the inspection. My hands take a young breast each and squeeze them softly. I massage them gently as my thumbs press those soft nipples in. My muzzle moves forward and I take her left breast into my mouth. Her bosom tastes sweaty. The taste of healthy tit flesh. My teeth scrape her breast as I feel my captive shudder, her muscles tensing more. As I gently gnaw on her young bosom, my left hand slides lower to her belly. I can feel her tummy muscles clenching due to the ticklish sensation. Her abdominal muscles feels good under my hand as I rub even harder, my right hand grabs roughly on her right breast and squeezes hard. The young teenage tigress gasps out loud, arching her back, pushing her breasts forward deeper into my mouth and hand. I can hear Yatzel drop her pen and feel her gazing at me in surprise. This is not what she had expected. I stop fondling her right breast to get my knife and slice off her panties. She will not need it anymore in the future. She shivers as my cold blade slide between her flesh and the elastic bands.

I place the pussy cat's nipple between my teeth and nip gently, grinding softly making her moan all the louder. She is starting to sweat more under her fur. Her tummy is getting wet as I rub harder and faster. I slow down my rubbing after a while and my left hand travels even lower to where her womb might be. I press my thumb harder there and trace circles on it, all the while going lower to her pussy lips. Putting my knife back into my breast pocket, I suckle and pull harder at her breast with my mouth and teeth. The girl jerks forward only to be held back by the strong arms of my guards. My thumb stops rubbing and my fingers touch lightly on her lower lips. The female moans out heatedly. My finger tips race a pattern on her labials, never parting them, yet. Then slowly, my middle finger slides up and down her cleft, becoming wet extremely fast as musky fluids starts to dribble down my palm. Every single slide, my finger teases her clit as my hand cups that young mound. That young heated mound, which now the state owns. Mother Russia owns this puffy pussy lips, and what is inside this young girl now, belongs to her. This girl will never escape her fate now. Never, while under my watch and I will put her to use until she is dead and loving it all the way.

Letting go of her breast from my mouth, I look up at the moaning tigress and cups her pussy harder, grinding her clit with my middle finger. I see her eyes going wide, staring blankly at a wall, due to the sensation I force her to feel and I know I had her attention. As my left hand is cupping, fondling and massaging her young mound, my right arm goes round her neck and pulls her lower so my mouth is level with her right ear. I whisper to her hotly, driving her to breathe harder and faster at what I say, "Your pussy now belongs me pussy cat. I will make sure it would be put to good use every day of every fucking month. You hear me? Every fucking month, you will be fucked till you burst and beg for more, fucked, fucked and fucked." I clench and rub her pussy and clit hard with those last three words.

I let go of her pussy and bunch my hand into a fist and grinds it hard at where her womb might be. The 14 year old gasps louder and stood on her tip toes. I roll my fist making her stutter and shiver. "And I will make sure this spot will be filled to the brim every time you come into heat," I growl loudly for everyone in the room to hear. My hand stops it's grinding and pushes my ring and middle finger into her soft, young, puffy pussy, digging deep and pulling out to smear the pussy cat's nose with her juices and dips it into her open mouth, onto her tongue as she pants loudly, drooling saliva from the side of her cute muzzle. Yatzel gasps as I said this to my captive, "I know you are in heat now and it is time to put that sweet cunny to good use. Time to make you squirt out something more than pussy juice, cat. It is time for you to start squirting out babies."

I got up and wipe my left hand on the fur of her face, smearing that musky scent all over, making her pant more in arousal and desire. I bend down to take Yatzel's pen and dip it into the pussy cat's cunny, making sure it is smeared thickly with that fertile scent as the feline moan in pleasure. I smile as I got up and turn to Yatzel. Her mouth is gaping open in shock. I giggle a bit and walk to her and thrust the pen into it. The coon clamps her mouth shut and inhales. Her eyes going wide and she spits out the pen, coughing with disgust. Grabbing her right hand, and bending down again to get it and this time, shoving it into her pocket in her pants, I jerk her along with me. My guards heave the captive 14 year old fertile tigress to her feet and pull her along with them. I slam the door shut and march down the corridor with a panic stricken raccoon at my side and the 'student' behind me. My guards softly whispering into the ears of our captive on what will happen and fanning her arousal higher.

We reach the end of the corridor in a few minutes of fast pacing. This time, Yatzel got her act together and asks me timidly as we descend down the stairwell to the ground floor, "Matron, what is going on, I thought we are going to teach her another lesson. You said it would be her final lesson to serve the state indefinitely." The steps are loud as we walk down the stairs fast. The cat's uncovered feet can be heard sliding and thumping loud on the stairs as we rush down four flights of stairs. The pain from her feet, beating out a bit of the arousal from her brain. I can safely say, three out five of us are eager to begin, while the cat is about to learn something more while fighting it and the young coon is curious. I tell her as I unzip my leather suit till my belly button to get my key card, exposing more of my breasts and cleavage, "Of course we are going to teach her one last subject. Along with several of her friends in fact. She will learn all there is about female reproduction and embrace it with all her heart while fighting and hating it. She will even practice it for a very long time. Ironic, but arousing for us all, seeing her hating the very thing her body craves to do when she hits that certain age." Yatzel want to ask more, but as we reach the bottom flight of stairs, we head towards the elevator near it. The doors open when I press the down button and as the guards enter while dragging the moaning feline, I swipe the card in the reader and enter a code to bring us down to the lower basements. Turning to her, I ask her coolly, "Do you remember what I told you when you entered this academy as my assistant?"

Nodding her head, the raccoon female keeps her mouth shut allowing her boss to continue, "Do as I say and remember it and everything will go well. You are my assistant now and this is what we really do here. The floor where we are going is where real women do real work." The young tigress behind her spits on the floor at this only to be smack in the face by Reila. She snarls and tries to bite her only to receive a knock at the back of her head by Felena. The cat's head is left hanging by the blow. Smirking, I reach down with my right hand and dip my middle finger into her cunny, swirling my finger in there, making the feline moan as pleasure from her loins replaces the pain from her head and feet. I turn a bit and place my muzzle next to hers. "Seems like pussy cat likes some pain with pleasure," Felena chuckles as she grips the teen even harder, one of her hands cups the supple feline ass and push it forward, her pussy making a soft squelching sound as it willingly sucks in my finger "I am sure that you would like some thick man cream in there," I sadistically whispers in her ear as I keep playing with her, soft wet noise and moans from the girl fills the elevator as her musk surround us. We inhale it deeply. Even the raccoon is panting at the smell of female in heat. My finger curls and lightly rubs the inside of her. Her fluids dribble thickly onto my hand as I cup that soft, young teenage pussy. I laugh lightly at the thought of what I have in store for her when we reach our destination. I can feel my own wet pussy drooling slowly down my legs. Gods, I am so wet, hot and ready. I can hear Reila and Felena continuing to whisper to her ears that she is ready. Ready for us to teach her all there is about sex to a female. Ready to introduce her womb to various types and species of thick, viscous, fertile fluid. How we will bloat her tummy with baby making cream. Ready to make her embrace motherhood at the age of fourteen. Even if she is past the age of carrying, we will inject fertilized eggs directly into her womb.

The elevator goes down past the basement level. Yatzel looks at me in surprise, arching her eyebrow. She had never been to this level before. Canting my head to her, I explain while playing my moaning captive, "When Gevina was constructed years ago, it was an Orthodox Fortress. Orthodox Christians own this entire area before the state took over during the crusade times. It was to be impregnable and true to its' word, it has survived four major wars and a nuclear aftershock that wiped out a city 120 miles from here. When the army took over during this present war, they need some place that has already proven its worth and still can maintain a high defensive capability." A bell rings as we reach our destination. As the doors slide open, I turn around and walk out with my hand cupping that soft, hot pussy while my middle finger curls and pull that tigress along. This time she has to walk. I do not want her to be lazy and let my guards do all the dragging. Besides, I like the feel of her pussy on my palm as she walks and the motions inside her cunny on my finger. The squelching sounds of a wet and hot vagina are nearly as loud as our fast pace walking on the cold concrete floor. She squirms so delightfully at my hand and her moans are so satisfying to my ears.

As we pass through the elevator doors, we enter another cold corridor with anarmoureddoor at the end. Reaching it, I swipe my card again and push the door open without breaking a stride. There are several female guards of varying species inside the entrance room that turn to look at us. Seeing me, they return back to what they are doing. The raccoon that has been walking beside me all the while, gasps in shock. She slows down a bit, but is force to pick up her pace by my two guards. The guards in the room are only clad with leather bras, panties with zippers and some with cat suits that clings tightly to their bodies, showing every bump and curve of feminine flesh. A lesbian's and virgin's wet dream. Most of them are arm with batons, whips and staffs.

I ignore them as they ignore me. They know what will be done to that girl I drag from the fourth floor of the building above, which they call the 'butcher's store'. They can smell her heat. I can feel their hidden anticipation of 'tutoring' the girl when I am done with her. She is fresh meat from the butcher's block to them. Nothing but a pile of fresh, warm, moaning femme flesh for them to taste and enjoy to the fullest. And help impregnate in the future.

We left the entry area by passing through another door and we are in a bright, wide open chamber that is white with a desk in the middle. Yatzel shield her eyes with her palm due to the change of brightness. Our captive moans out softly as I wiggle my finger before pulling out. I give her pussy one last palm gripping squeeze before turning to her and letting go. My left hand is literally dripping with her juices and musk. They slowly dribble down my wrist as I touch her face with my hand and lifting her head up. I look at her in the eyes and softly speak to her, "Welcome to your new home pussy cat." I gently rub and wipe my hand on her cheek fur, smearing more of her own juices on her face. "Welcome to the Impregnorium. This where we really put all girls to good use." I see the arousal in her eyes. They are strong and willing. As we are walking here, I kept her on the verge of cumming. Unbeknownst to my assistant, my guards keep whispering sultry desire into each of her ears as we are walking fast here.

I turn around and we continue walking towards the desk in the middle of the chamber. A middle age panda is currently doing something on the computer as she lifts up a finger, silently telling us to wait. She is only wearing a black leather bra and bikini panties with a zipper on the front for easy access to her soft muff. A few taps on the keyboard are heard and a printer somewhere at her desk whines. Paper could be heard rolling as words are printed out in form and with a rip, the soft cuddly female bear tears it and pass the paper to me, telling me in a commanding tone, "Matron, her papers as you requested. Though this maybe your facility, keep in mind, it is your MEDICAL facility, so keep the mess at a minimum." I look her with a smile as she huffs in annoyance and leans back. Her ample chest presses out as she stretches her arms upwards. "I will make it up to you. I promise," I lean on her desk and go closer to her and in soft voice, I tell her my plans, "Thanks for covering the mess Bella, but I will need to make a certain place even messier. I can tell you now, what I promised you last time, I will make sure that your present will be ready in nine months after this." Getting up, I look down at her, "Ring up your replacement. I'll wait for you for a while. We are going to the S and E Chamber and I want you with us at Room 154. I want you to see your present being made."

With a wide grin while nodding, Bella turns away from me on her swivel chair, takes her handset and ring Lunova up, a female red panda from the break room. Tapping my shoulder, Yatzel asks me softly, "What does S and E stand for Matron and what is this about 'presents'." I answer in a soft tone while looking at the giant panda on the phone, "S and E means the Syringe and Extraction Chamber. You will know more later by seeing what we do there, now do not speak anymore. As for the present, I want you to see and enjoy what we do here. I also want you to participate in the lesson. Here, you have no voice, so obey what I say or you will join little pussy cat in her 'class'." Ten minutes later, we are on our way with a female giant panda on tow behind the tigress and the guards. We enter many doors and corridors in the facility. It is purposely built this way to make escapees have a hard time getting out as well as making it hard for infiltrators to get in. Though we have captured a few from the enemy, they never made any effort to get in properly. We just let them enter and find out what they want and pounce on them when they are about to transmit. Infiltrators and spies can be easily found on day one because of one reason. I choose who is to be in MY academy and only the sadistic ones get to enjoy the basement entertainment. High Command may be in charge of man power, but it is me who positions my OWN people.

The Syringe and Extraction Chamber is actually a large 12 level underground area where we have cells full with 'students' and a medical sector. Every chamber in the basement of the Academy has its own medical facility and specialized personal. This particular chamber has many medical rooms amounting to 200 rooms that have the same equipment and a set of female guards to assist in our process of 'education'. But I bring my Reila and my Felena for this occasion. We enter the area by going through a series of security checkpoints and as I push the door open to a cell block, my assistant gasps in wonder. Inside is like an asylum prison, but the entire block is transparent and each cell is occupied by 'students', not wearing a stitch of clothing, which are from the academy. And should I say, all of them are of the wrong gender. The entire chamber is walled by transparent and hard materials and even the floor and female guards in groups of four can be seen patrolling the area through transparent walls. Every single cell is a twelve by twelve foot room that has a bed with a green mattress, transparent toilet system, a transparent table and chair and an electrical clock. Row after row, floor after floor, wall after wall of transparency, there are males of every species occupying each cell where privacy is non- existent and as we walk along the pathway, males turn to look at us. Some turn away, some ignore us, while some look with anticipation in their faces. I can smell Yatzel's arousal as we walk. She is going into heat fast and the sight of handsome, virile and well equip males is pushing her desire to mate higher. Just to tease her more, I take a short route along one the cells to a section on one of own kind. Reila chuckles, getting the gist. There, I can hear the coon breathe faster and gape as we linger for a while, as she and Felena claim that the cuffs are a bit loose. In that room, though the occupant cannot hear us, stands a wonderful specimen of the pyrocynid family. A young raccoon of the age of 21 years. He is born and bred in this facility by past Matrons. In that room, he is exercising with his back to us and Yatzel can see his muscle bulge under that sweat slickened fur. His arms stretch high and he turns around. Male eyes are shut in concentration as he does stretches to limber up. Chest muscles ripple and his tummy flex. He is well endowed, and she can see his maleness swinging and his body sway, but she will not be enjoying him. I have other plans for that young coon as I gently close her open mouth with my heat scented hand.

We come to Room 154 soon enough. As we enter the medical facility, female nurses in tight white latex suits buzz us through the decontamination chamber as we leave the transparency of the cell block. The entire medical section is swarming with very strong, muscled female guards, nurses, orderlies and doctors. Everyone one of them is wearing tight latex bras and panties only. By now, that young tigress is panting after the view of males, but I can sense her resolve has not been quashed yet. I need that resolve in her. It is very important. Yatzel is quiet during the trip after viewing that delicious male. I am sure she must be dripping and the people that pass us smile knowingly at me. The room we enter is a large 70 by 50 foot rectangular room and painted white and had six restraining metal beds, 3 in a row facing each other that are covered with a thin mattress. On top of each of them is a television screen and beside the beds are tubes and wires. Further end is a metal cabinet with transparent plastic doors and the right hand side of the walls is occupied by transparent tables that have several syringes and other medical properties while the other side has a transparent sink and a large bath tub to fit four people and four narrow shower heads and a fur dryer. Also transparent.

Reila and Felena frog march the 14 year old tigress in after I open the door to strap her on the middle bed at the left hand side of the room. She struggle a bit, but with arousal, tired muscles and a heat stricken body, her cuffs are cut off and she is man handled on it. Leather straps had her hands tied and stretched above her head and an O-ring is push into her muzzle to keep her mouth open. She kicks around until Reila grabs both her legs while Felena pushes and straps stirrups on them. With her properly strap in, both guards pull her legs open wide and adjust the bed to lift her hips up. In an arch position, her pussy is elevated high and Felena goes to the end of the room to take several pillows along with something else from the cabinet and tosses one to Reila. Reila lifts the tigress's head and slide the pillow under her so she can have a good nice view of her pussy and the beds in front of her. As the whole strapping process is going on, I head over to the tables to inspect the instruments with Bella and Yatzel. The coon's eyes widen with amazement at the wide selection of instruments. Speculums made of metal, plastic and transparent plastic, syringes ranging from 3 milliliters to 100 milliliters, small clamps with rubber tips to small metal teeth, transparent glass and plastic tubes of varying sizes, miniature plastic turkey basters, cervical caps and nose tubes, and other strange implements and devices she cannot even name. However there are three small special tubes on the far side of the table. Her hands reach out to take one of them when a resounding snap in the room made her jump in surprise. Startle, she turns to the noise, only to get her face smack by a small piece of cloth. Taking it, I told her to pick it up using the towel for the time being. With the towel in hand, she picks up one of the tubes and examines it.

It looks like a small collection tube of sorts. A pencil thin two inch glass tube in the middle and at one end, it has a rubber tip like the tip of a condom which is air tight, but very soft and flexible and the other end has something like a rubber cervical cap but has a hole in the middle connecting to the glass tube with a small rubber as flexible as the tip. The coon puts the tube down with a shudder, now knowing in full detail what the academy really does, but not the reason why. When we finish inspecting the instruments, I walk over to the door and swipe my card over it to lock it so only those with the proper card can enter. There is an intercom beside it and I buzz it to get the get the attention of the orderlies at the nurses' station, "Attention. This is the Matron speaking. I am at Room 154 and about to begin the operation. I would like male specimens from cell B-4, F-23, P- 29 from the R Block that has been transferred to the punishment cells for disobedience to be released for extraction. Please bring along four female guards for temporary escort and extraction. Make sure they are properly strapped for table transfer, thank you." Turning back, I can see that Reila and Felena are making final adjustments to the young teen's bed, hoisting her legs higher and wider and making sure she has a clear view of what is about to happen. I walk over to the waiting panda and raccoon and smile wider at them, "OK, ladies, now we wait for the arrival of the males, but first, we all strip." Yatzel pipes out in confusion, "But Matron, why? And also why three males? There is only one girl here and five of us." Bella frowns a bit after thinking it over as I took off my uniform. The sound of zippers fills the room as me and my guards took off our suits, boots and undergarments and toss them in an untidy pile at the far left end corner. I smooth out my fur as my breasts bounces gently in the open air. I took a deep breath and I can hear Yatzel gulp a bit as I stretch.

My guards are silent in their movements as they come closer to us, now nude as the tigress on the bed, with Felena holding something in her right hand. It is so good to be out of that tight suit. Form fitting as it is, it a bit hot when a person gets heated up thinking of doing naughty things to a young captive. Only in my black leather underwear, a pose a bit with my left hand on my hips and my right on the table as Bella speaks out in weary tone, both females facing me, "I think your assistant maybe on to something I may have missed. Three males to a female? Maybe you want to economise your time properly. After all, B cell is the Bruin sector while F cell is for the felines and P for pyrocynid, but R Block? Those are restricted species and block." My smile turns into a wide grin as I explain, "Well, we need pure breed species you see, and the state is getting low of them so we need some volunteers and contributors to help make a fine stock. You are also right in me economizing my time. After all, those that resist make fine babies." As I said that, Reila and Felena jump on the panda. Reila got both her hands while Felena got Bella in a choke hold. Both of them using momentum and surprise to ram her to the floor to knock the panda out of breath. Quickly hoisting her up, Felena pushes a rubber ball gag into her mouth as she tries to gasp for air and ties it. Reila twist Bella's hands and together with her sister, they push her to the bed beside the tigress and strap her down. Reila unzips the panties and unhooks the bra from the front as her sister takes off the boots and tosses it into the corner near their uniforms.

It happen so fast, the raccoon can only gape in surprise as the panda is strap down and had her legs hoisted up as the tigress in less than a minute while the panda tries to regain back her senses. Walking to her, I look at her in the eyes as I speak to her, "Regarding to my promise, your present will be ready in nine months, but I never said who will carry it, so I will make you enjoy this as much as possible." I head toward the cabinet and open a drawer to take out a small box. I toss it to Reila and she pulls out two vibrators and both females proceed to kneel in front of the strap down ladies. Felena taking the panda while Reila takes the tigress. Both place their muzzles between the captive women's legs and start eating out their hot pussies. Reila moans out load at her juicy prize while Bella squeal out through her gag as Felena's expert tongue digs deep. I turn to the shaken raccoon and my grin gets wider, "Do you want to strip or do I have to do it," I ask her in a low tone. She quickly unzips and steps out of her boots and shoves it to a corner. I would have moaned if I had not restrained myself. The raccoon shyly looks at me and I can see her cotton panties are wet from the walking, her breast perking up in the cold air. She does not wear leather as we do and her chest is bare she does not have bra on. I can smell her heat in the air. It is as potent as the tigress. I know this earlier as I stick her pen in her mouth. She went into heat on very same day as our captive and in the Academy, we never waste any opportunity.

I walk closer to her and took her hands in mines as I speak to her in a gentle low tone, over the sounds of pleasure from the females on the bed, "For this few months you have serve me well, but in order to be my assistant fully, I want you to enjoy this last test. If you fail, your service will be demeaning one, but if you pass, you will my second in command. Now take off those panties." I turn away from her as the door unlocks and in marches a group of people and three males on rolling beds. Four guards stood in attention as the female orderlies go and transfer the males on the three beds in front of the strap down females. After a few minutes of adjustments, the televisions are switch on with visuals of the female's pussies being licked, they left. The guards stay behind. Two female pandas and two bangle tigresses stand near their male counterparts. Strap down on the beds is one male Siberian tiger, one giant panda and very young raccoon. At a nod of my head, the tigresses go to work on the male, fluffing him up for the extraction, while the female pandas lick and suck on their male's flesh. A few minutes later, they strip and are naked. Moans can be heard everywhere in the room and the young raccoon male is left all alone and his erection throbbing hard and dripping pre cum. Two of the males have not cum in a year while the young coon is a virgin. They are specially placed on a time table to ensure their seed is thick and potent and also to make sure they are very eager. Those two males are stubborn but we need stubborn males. Stubbornness means will and strong will is needed in the next generation. I took the now naked female raccoon over to the tables and take up a collection tube.

Turning to the captive females' tables I call my guards over, "Reila, Felena. The main fun is about to start get over here." Giving the females one last lick, they shove the four inch vibrators in with a low setting and walk fast to me. Smiling happily, they each take a collection tube and a few instruments and head over to the vacant bed. The male raccoon keep looking at us and I head over to him. My hand reaches up to yank down the television screen and switches it on for him to see us having fun with the tubes. Felena lay down first and open her legs wide, holding her knees to her chest. I can hear the raccoon male gasps as Reila slid in a transparent speculum into her sister's wet twat and open her sister wide for all to see. Felena moan as she feels herself being stretch open and gasps hotly as Reila huffs through her nose into her, the air teasing her warm insides. Licking her lips, Reila takes the tube and slowly inserts it into that open vagina. In her right hand and using her pointing finger and thumb to hold the tube, she reaches her sister's cervix. Reila let go of the speculum and places her left hand on her sister's tummy and press down gently and lowers it to where her womb might be. Yatzel's eyes are wide open in astonishment as I bring her closer to see along with me. Felena gasps as she feels the cold rubber bag touches the mouth of her womb and arches her back, pushing at her younger sister's hand. It is very wet. Pussy juices dribble thickly as we breathe in female musk. With a bit of pressure, Reila force the bag in along with the thin two inch tube. Letting go of the tube, she pushes all the way in with her pointing finger until the cervical cap cups her cervix snugly. Teasingly, Reila pushes hard a bit and swirl her finger on the cup, making Felena arch higher, her mouth gaping open as she pants uncontrollably as Reila quickly pulls her fingers out. Juices dribble even more as she cums at the sensation, her cervix can be seen by all, suckling on the tube and cap, making it fit tighter. She calms down after a while and Reila closes the speculum to take it out. Using a soft towel, she wipes her sister's puffy pussy and kisses it lightly. Shakily Felena got up, her sister holding her hand. Changing places, Reila got on the bed as Felena kneels between her legs. She nuzzles the wet opening and gives it a few licks to her clit, making her younger sister moan out load as she holds her knees tighter and pulls them wider.

The young raccoon male's cock dribbles even more pre- cum. The poor boy must be suffering as Felena inserts the speculum and open her sister's pussy wide open and then letting it go. Her right hand is holding the tube with her thumb and middle finger while she rubs her sister's clit with her left, making more juices leak out from her hole. When she reaches her cervix, she pushes in the tube and Reila's eyes widen as pleasure jolts her body. Her clit is firmly, but gently pinch by Felena as the tube sinks into her fertile chamber and the cervical cap fits home snugly, cupping that pulsing and dilating mouth that leads to her very fertile, heated womb. That eager organ, wiling to be bloated full with baby making batter.

She closes her eyes as her mind goes wild. She imagines what would happen to her during the extraction. She imagines herself with a male held captive inside her warm fertile hole as she kept cumming. She remembers overdosing a captive spy prisoner with drugs. She can feel his cock cumming deeply inside her, as her pussy suckles on his breeding pole, milking it for all that precious seed. She kept him cumming again and again, ignoring the warnings about overfilling the bag. The only thin barrier inside her womb. She remembers last time she did this. She likes the feel of hot sperm jetting up inside her. Every splash and flexing as she lets his hands free to grasps her breasts, soon to swell and laden with milk for his young. She moans out hotly as that virile male chipmunk rolls her onto her back and kept humping her. His hips mashing with hers, white loin fur matted down by mating fluids. They kept on fucking, breeding, making wild sex as her pussy tremble and flutter in a heated state. She is doing what nature intends for her to do. To be bred by like an animal and relish the gift of sperm from a male. He kept crying out in pleasure as seed kept flowing, being sucked up into that tube held by her cervix, straight into that thin bag inside her womb. It swells so big and large. Several milliliters of pure white creamy sperm being pushed into that bag inside her womb, begging to rape and ravish that organ. To burst that thin rubber and paint her insides fertile white and hunt down her egg. To impregnate her and introduce her to motherhood. To make pure breed chipmunk babies with her. To make her a mother. She tosses her arms upwards and arch her back, pressing her tummy to his, begging for him to make it swell with his next generation. She remembers hearing guards beating at the steel doors, like the sperm trying to beat the rubber open. They kept going and going for hours.

That bag kept swelling, aphrodisiac drugs running through his veins kept him hard and willing to deliver. She felt sore but wanted more. More sperm, to have her womb baptized by his gift of thick nut cream. Ohhhh..... she wanted motherhood so badly, but she does not have the strength to push him off and take that collection tube out. The only way for it to happen is make the bag break. The thin rubber that is defying nature. She can feel her womb crying out for that thick cream. It is already inside her, it just needs to burst. Burst like the man on top of her, that is bursting potent baby making cum into her hot puffy pussy. Her pussy suckling at that man cock for nut cream her empty tummy crave. Crave to swell and be fat and round with all the children he can provide for her. Than with a heavy lunge, she felt his cockhead kiss that thin cervical cap. The glass tube push inwards as blast after blast of thicker baby making cum is pushed into that collection bag. She can feel that cock in her pulse. Pulse, pulse, and pulse as she can feel that thick throbbing vein in his cock swell with thick baby making batter and jet inside of her. Her back arching, her tummy pressing into his strong abdominal muscles, begging him to make it swell. Her hands grasping his shoulders as her mouth open wide in a silent scream as she came extremely hard at the sensation of his balls throbbing tightly at her as her ass checks cradle those jewels of life. And nothing in the world can stop nature from its course as her eyes stare blankly at his. As those balls throb, delivering life giving seed through that wonderful female pleasing cock flesh, her cervix gulps up those seed and in her, the bag burst open. A burst of warmth is felt inside her, thick and heavy that seem to drool down the walls of her womb and seep thickly into her fallopian tubes to ravage her ovaries and any ready eggs. Its' so thick, warm and heavy and it is ravishing her womb. She can feel the cock pulsing freely in her, adding more and more sperm inside her, cementing her fate to carry his young forever and she moans out deliriously as her eyes roll up into her skull and she fainted, her body now has what it wanted. Being bred full of pure breed chipmunk baby making batter. The male, kept on going as she fainted, her cervix kept kissing his cockhead every time he burst in her, suckling in more thick fertile, strong, creamy man milk.

When she woke up, she can feel him resting beside her. His cock still inside her, dribbling seed, thick creamy sperm into her vagina canal. It wants to make sure that the only seed in there is his. She leans up and looks down and gasps softly in wonder. Her lower belly is bloated. God knows how long he had used her, but she is bloated with thick fertile baby making cream. Destined to be full of pure breed babies of her kind. Supporting herself with her left hand, her right hand trembles as it lowers down to touch her pussy, she looks up and straight ahead, her eyes staring blankly at the wall in front of her as she began to explore around her pussy lips, still puffy and begging for more fucking. It felt hot to her touch and her palm rested on that bloated area. She slowly and gently touches that cock still joining her and trace a circle around it. She can feel her pussy pulsing at the sensation as she pulls the cock out with a loud 'SHULRP'. Thick man cream dibble out of her, but not much. She pushes her middle finger inside and her body trembles as if it is in a seizure, but in fact, it is her finger pushing those sensitive walls apart to reach deep into her body. She reaches the end and gasps out load as she uses her finger to trace the end of her warm vagina.

The cervical cap is now closed very tightly. Her womb is now sealed off and the fertile cream that dribbles out of her now is not from her womb, but leftovers in her vagina. Nothing is leaking out. Her fingers continue to feel that hot cervix and she shudders violently and pulls out. She looks at her finger which is coated by man cream and tells herself, for the first time in her life, she had been well and truly fucked by a man. She felt a shift beside her and squeak out in surprise. Her eyes widen as pleasure spike through her body again as the male rams his cock into her and began fucking her with renewed purpose. To ensure his progeny is well inseminated inside of her fertile bloated womb. To make her tone healthy tummy swell with babies. His baby chipmunks. She squeals out deliriously as her eyes roll, her mind blank to the sensation and ecstasy. Her final sane thought is, this is heaven, as she went into blissful oblivion. Unknown to her, whenever he cums in her, his cockhead is pressed hard at her cervix, like a key to a lock, it opens as more thick white baby making batter is being suckled into her womb by her pussy, making her womb bloat even more. Ensuring her pregnancy and her fate as a cum collector in life. A cum dumpster, a fertile cum receptacle for all that thick strong sperm.

And this wild fucking went for two days until the locks open. The guards rushed in, and gasped in surprise and heated arousal at the scene. On the bed is a dazed but grinning chipmunk, rubbing with her hands at the spot where her womb is bloated out at least an inch higher from normal size and a tired male prisoner, stroking his erect cock, still under the influence of aphrodisiac truth serum. The air is thick and heavy with sex and the door clanged shut as four female chipmunk security guards strip and fondles the male, grabbing an injector and injecting more serum into his veins and theirs. All she knew from that on is that, the guards let themselves be fucked senseless by the prisoner for a week, stuck in a holding cell with a food replicator before he escaped after bloating all the female guards' wombs, ensuring his legacy in all of them and taking vital information. Why other guards did not come and assist, she did not know.

A report was filed and she and the guards' womb are slowly being emptied, filling many 30 milliliter needleless syringes. As they are emptying her pleasantly bloated womb one syringe at a time, she saw squirming female chipmunk after female chipmunk being wheeled in on rolling beds crying through ball gags, their hands tied above their heads and legs spread wide open. On a screen on top of her head, there are two views. One on her pussy and the other at another female's pussy open by a speculum. They let her see them open her own pussy with a speculum and push a syringe hard to her cervix and slowly, it fills with potent white fluid as they draw out the plunger. They take it out and in the other view, she sees the female pussy is open wide, also by a speculum, and the syringe is pushed hard at the mouth of her womb. Reila can see the female jerk at the sensation and her crying intensified. It becomes louder with panting as the person slowly injects 30 milliliters worth of fertile pure breed sperm into that female's womb, letting the crying female feel every single drop flowing, seeping deep into her warm receptive womb. After basting the female full of cum, they put a cervical cap on her cervix and made sure it is snugly fitted tight to prevent the female from taking it off when they let her go. As they are emptying the syringe into that helpless crying female, Reila felt another needleless syringe being pressed hard to her cervix again and more sperm being drawn out. After the crying, panting female is inseminated, they wheel her away and another female fills the view on the screen. Around her, the same is being done to the bloated female guards. Every single drop that could be drained was being transferred to other female chipmunks via needleless syringes. She loss count after number 15. At least she knew at that time more than 20 female chipmunks are well inseminated and impregnated. One full syringe per female. Some of them love feeling, while some cry out and panted in despair on their forced impregnation.

They let her baby grow and beat it out of her by punching and kicking her swelling belly. Her sister tried to get her out, but was captured. She remembered those times, but only the pleasurable ones. The ending was never in her mind as her pussy clenches on the speculum, heat scented fluids leaking out thickly, coating the tube in her womb and her sister's finger that pushes it in. Her mind screams at the pleasure, making her gasps and moan as her hands grasp her knees tighter. The Yatzel's legs tremble at the erotic sight. Her own juices soiling the cotton panties and are slowly dripping down. I giggle and let go of her hand to touch that wet spot. I smile as I think to myself, here is another good and willing cum collector. I will use her well too, making her love the feel of squirting man cream in her pussy. Making her womb as a dumpster for men's thick milky baby making cum. The female raccoon squeezes her eyes shut and clenches her legs, trapping my fondling hand betwixt her supple flesh. I fondle her pussy and squeeze those puffy pussy lips, making her gasps out load in the room for all to hear. Those lips that signify the entrance for men's pleasure giving flesh to enter a woman's cock sheath. To lock that cock inside so that the head can kiss the mouth of all female wombs, squirting life giving seed to fill our hot inner chambers to the brim and make our tone healthy tummies swell with their legacy. Making all the time womenfolk use to keep their bodies in shape worthwhile as their flat bellies swell with life and loving every pleasure giving squirt inside our pussies.

I yank my hand away from that dripping muff and as Reila gets off the bed, I shift the tube in my hand and hug the coon as I whisper into her ear, "It's your turn now, get on it and trust me. It is tradition for new members to go through this process." By now, both chipmunks go back to their juicy charges. On the screens of all five of the occupied beds, they see the process of my guards pushing those collection tubes into each other, now the view changes. On the males' screen, they see females being licked, while females see the males being suckled. The females servicing the males whisper desire into the ears of their captives, one female each sucking on thick man cock as the other straddle the male, letting them smell heat scented pussies. Yatzel pulls away from me, her eyes wider than before. She slowly shakes her head no as she steps back slowly, her arms at her side shaking lightly. My hand that had once fondle her wet muffin before, lifts up and I lick it in front of her as I grab her before she steps too far. I drag her over to the bedside of the raccoon male strap down. I grip her neck and force her down to his crotch, her nose bumping softly on that young seven inch shaft. Her nose smell the muskiness of his sex as I slip a hand to cup that pussy and finger it, my middle finger sliding in and out of that heated muff. Whispering softly in her ear again, I remind her of the consequences, "This is a test dear. A test you must pass and enjoy or I will stick you down here for a long time. Here, I need to know I can trust you well enough with my job if anything happens to me. Here IS POWER. Here, this cock you are looking at, is what men crave to sink inside of all women. Women have pussies for a reason and if you are not strong enough for that, I WILL make you into a cum dumpster like Reila and Felena." I pull her up and turn her head too look at the femmes licking cunts and loving every drop that drips from the vibrators.

I nip her ear gently, feeling it flick cutely as I see her eyes going vacant and daze at the sight as she turns her head and take in the surrounding. The male tiger is having the time of his life as a female tiger service his manhood while the other is straddling his belly, letting him suckles lovingly on her nipple. The male panda is having two female muzzles worshipping his cock and balls, one muzzle sucking down every glorious inch of female pleasing flesh, as the other muzzle suckles on those large swelling orbs, full of the next generation. The next generation to be forcefully squirted deep into every willing and unwilling panda wombs in this facility. Her eyes linger on the pandas and slowly shift down to the male raccoon on the table, looking at him. He is squirming as he looks at the monitor on top of him, watching the tigress's pussy being serviced by Reila. I can see her eyes lowering to his crotch, taking in the young cock that is slowly drooling pre- cum. I can smell her heat and I will help her douse those flames and take advantage of that opportunity to accomplish many tasks. I let go of her wet and sticky muffin, my finger wiggling lightly before leaving those warm confines, her knees bending and trembling at the sensation. I hug her close, pressing my body close to hers, telling her more, and "I know you want something. I see it in your eyes as we stopped near that buff raccoon. He is used already. Many times, by many women, but for you, I got you something special because you are my assistant." I turn her head to look at me as we stand straight up. "There is a restricted section on this block only accessible by me and those I trust. This particular male and the others are from there also, but this young one, he is a virgin. I only give those who work for me the best" Yatzel open her mouth to ask but I shush her with my hand on her lips. Her nose sniffles cutely, sniffing at the hand that had once pleasured her drooling muffin. Her tongue peeks out of her muzzle to lick at my hand as I tell her, "He is a virgin because most males here are bred and born in this facility. Here lies the most potent male genetic stock. We breed rebellious, strong and healthy females here to our stocks to ensure a strong genetic line. The males born here, we keep, where as the females we transfer them out to other facilities for other purposes." I lean into her body as I take her left ear into my mouth and nibble it, letting go as she moans out loud as I continue, "Some females, we keep here as an emergency, but I will show you more later when you have passed this test."

She nods lightly, her chin resting on my right shoulder. I let her go and turn to the male raccoon looking at us. My right hand caresses his cheek as I turn Yatzel to face him, I bend down close to him, "Today boy, you will be a man. I will make you lose your virginity and you will enjoy every last second." He looks at me with wide innocent eyes as I lean back up and walk behind Yatzel. There is not only lust in them, but also wonder and anticipation. Yatzel's hands reach out to touch the young boy's thighs, slowly rubbing them upwards to his tummy and scratching it softly, feeling those strong muscles flex in enjoyment as the male closes his eyes in contentment, whining softly in pleasure. She leans down on him as her hands go higher to his chest and rub those hard muscles, gently feeling his nipples, relishing the rise and fall those healthy flesh as he pants. He opens his eyes to see her breasts hanging down. The pillow under his head allowing him to take in the view of soft female flesh and curves that is bending over his body. The female coon leans back up as her hands travels downward to hold her God given prize. His virgin cock and those healthy balls. I place my muzzle close to her ear and huskily tell her, "You can have him. He is yours once you have done your first operation but first, you must know that every woman here has carried a child to be eligible. But you, I will let you take your time. I will let you take his seed and store it for future use, however, do not take too long." My hands hold her and clenches her back tight my tone belly. I trace circles on her own, tone tummy. I lovingly feel her gentle muscles tremble at the ticklish sensation and I hear her gasp. I rub my hands lower as I press the small collection tube to where her womb might be and listen to her moan out as I take her left ear and nibble it again. My hands on her hips force her to walk along with me as we shuffle over at the side of the bed towards the boy's head. Letting go of my nibbling, I continue huskily, "Or we will strap you down and pump you full to the brim with any sperm of your choosing. Till it becomes bloated and your flat belly swell with cute pure breed raccoon babies."

The young male raccoon is silent during the whole ordeal. His head following our motions until we are near his muzzle. He can see his face reflecting on that small two inch glass tube as I press her hips forward. Her wet cunny is so near his nose, every time he breathes in, her musk is thick in the air. Yatzel moans out hotly as I push that tube lower and lower until I reach those wet lips. They part with a soft 'squelch' as I lube it up with her thick juices and roll the tube to get an even coating on it. Then slowly, in front the male raccoon's eyes, I angle the tube straight at Yatzel's wet opening. I use my knees to open her legs wide while standing to steady her as my right hand holds the tube steady, as my left is spreading her petals. Her arms stretch up to wrap around my neck in a form of a backwards hug, my muzzle on her right shoulder, looking at the male coon's expression. Her pussy lips spread wide open and the coon on the bed has a clear view of that healthy pink wet, drooling insides. The rubber bag squeezes all the way in as I push the tube deep. Yatzel arches lovingly, her soft breast raising high as she spreads her trembling legs even wider. My index finger and thumb clenches the tube hard as I push deeper into her, until I bump into the mouth of her womb. I let go of her petals to gently press hard on her pussy. I roll that tube gently in her, making her knees weak, her arms on my neck and my grip on her hips are the only thing holding her up. I keep rolling and pushing until feel the coon in my arms jerk strongly and the tube sinks a bit in. My left hand can feel a gentle pressure that gives way, a soft 'popping' sensation, and I knew have penetrated her warm womb. Letting go of the tube, I pull my fingers out as Yatzel trembles in my arms like a seizure victim, her eyes wide open and mouth gaping as if in a silent scream. I push in my middle finger quickly and I can feel her pussy fluttering as I enter her deeper until I reach the tube's cervical cap. Gently, I push harder, making her pussy drool even more. The tube enters the warm confines of her womb until the cervical cap fits snugly on her cervix. Pushing harder, I can feel that soft elastic rubber of the cap stretch softly to wrap gently on it, rolling and cupping, making the poor aroused coon to croak out in mind numbing pleasure. The male raccoon on the bed is panting hard through his muzzle as he got a front row show of a female having her first collection tube in her cunny. The same cunny that will service his loins and deeper inside her, that heated organic oven soon to be full of baby making batter if things go my way. Those lips puffy and drooling female nectar on my hand as my finger can feel her cumming hard on it, that cervix sucking the tube as deep as it can, making the cap fit more snugly. Smiling softly, I pull out my finger and let go of that warm pussy to wipe my hand on his muzzle.

Everyone in the room is busy with carnal pleasure. The smell of the air in the room is thick with heat and male musk. I let my assistant go and she sinks down to her knees to crawl between the male's legs to suckle on his balls and cock flesh. I turn around and walk towards Felena. The brown chipmunk has the panda wetter than before. I pet her head as I walk past her and grab a few tubes connecting to a breathing mask from the side of the bed. The mask's tubes are traced to the male panda's bedside and with it, I cover the panda's nose and mouth, making her breathe through it. I walk over to the panting teenage tigress and do the same to her. I check the monitors for the females to ensure they have a clear view of the fucking about to happen. That done, I march quickly towards the males' beds. The males have their hands tied above their heads, making their arms stretch upwards and their legs spread wide open for the females to have fun. The tubes from the masks covering the two females are connected to two transparent rubber pads with small holes in them at the each male's side. Grabbing the tiger's pads first, I wrap it around his armpits, making sure the corners are tight and the air flow freely into those holes. I turn to look at the tigress and I can see her eyes widen as she breathe in potent male musk along with precious air. I do the same with the panda and now whenever both females breathe, they will suck in air through those holes at the males' armpits, bringing vital air along with male musk to heighten their aroused state. Bella the panda squirms hard and I can see her panting heavily, modest black furred C- cup breasts heaving with every breath, back arching as her eyes shut tight.

Felena gasps at the extra flow of nectar from the panda she is servicing, quickly swallowing it as it dribbles out faster. Both she and the tigress are cumming hard and many times. We want to make sure their cervixes are dipping low and ready for their forced insemination. I lick my lips in anticipation and call out to the busy chipmunks in a commanding tone, "Enough pussy licking. We are now going to get ourselves as much cream as we can get from some nuts." They got up and head towards the males. The tigresses are panting hard with lust and as Reila approach them, they reluctantly let go of their prize. Both of them got off him and kneel down at his bedside. The chipmunk climbs onto the bed and straddles his hips, sitting on him as his cock drooling thick pre- cum on her ass cheeks. Felena got the male panda as the other two females let got off him, only to return to lick and suckle on his balls as she sits on his hips, her pussy lips splitting as his magnificent rod pulse and jerk at the heat of her entrance. I walk over to the moaning raccoons and kneel down beside Yatzel and hug her waist from behind. She is still new at this and I do not want to scare her. My hands gently rubbing her tone flat tummy as I press my mouth near her right ear and softly speak to her, "Come on now. It is time. You will collect his cum and he will gladly give it to you. Take it slow and let him sow his seeds inside of you. Let him plant his babies in you." She trembles in my arms as my hands travel upwards and cups her two heaving breasts. They are a pleasant handful each and I love the feel of them as I squeeze and fondle those warm mounds. "Some women want big breasts, but it is good to grow them big naturally. When these fill with milk, they will grow big as time goes. The more you carry, the bigger they will be," I nibble her ear as I say this. "You will have power, your bloodline carried forward, your body will be proven to be strong and healthy with every birth. You will be robust and at the same time beautiful. We have training facilities to make mothers look as if they never give birth. You will have the best males servicing you, the best genetic stock and they are available 24/ 7," I slowly lift her up, making her stand as I whisper more temptations into her ear. We got on the bed together, the male can be heard gulping nervously as we both straddle him. With my left arm and hand, I got Yatzel to lift herself up, while my right hand travels downwards to gently stroke that saliva slickened shaft and points it at her dripping muffin. The other females get into position. My body holding her stable. Felena is leaning over the panda male as one of the servicing panda guards suck on the ball sack and the other stroking his cock and aiming it to that wet pussy. Reila is holding on to the tiger's strong thighs, leaning a bit back as she coyly looks at the moaning male. One of the tigresses is licking his shaft and using her tongue to hold the tip of his cock pressed hard at the entrance, where as the other female clamps her muzzle shut on his ball sack, tugging gently with her teeth, purring in lust. Both brown chipmunks look at me for permission.

With a nod of my head, they slowly descend on their charges. Hot moans go into higher pitch as cock flesh pierces those hot folds, going deeper and deeper until they are hilted. The tigress climbs onto the male and stuff her own muff onto his muzzle, loving every lick and suck as she plays with Reila's breasts. The female panda does the same except she faces him and clutches the male panda's head to her crotch, wailing in ecstasy. The strap down females pants harder at the sight.

Turning back to the raccoons at my hands, I slowly lower Yatzel on that thick rod. Her steaming coony cunt lips splitting open as it gently enters her. She is very tight as the rod 'squelches' in. The male coon arches his back, his eyes rolling in his skull at the sensation. I press my left hand on her pussy hard and I feel that shaft going in as my right hand fingers trace loving patterns on her labials. Her back presses into my chest, my breasts mashing hard on her fur as I gasps and pushes her down harder until he hilts in her warm pleasure giving sheathe. The male coon moans as he feels her pussy clenches and pulses lightly, fluttering on his cock. I let go of her and she leans forward over the male, her arms holding her steady on the bed. Her eyes full with lusts as she takes the young male's virginity. She looks into his eyes and lowers her muzzle slowly to give him a lusty kiss. I smile as I got up and go over to the vacant bed beside the squirming females. I unhook a breathing mask from its side and take off the tubes and walk over to the medical table to get three plastic transparent speculums and three 30 milliliter needleless syringes. I go to each bed and hand over a speculum and syringe to each chipmunk as they are fucking the males wildly, keeping the last for myself. I return back to the moaning pile of raccoon flesh and snap on the tubes that are connected to the rubber pads found on the male's bedside and grab them as I got on the bed. I pull the mask over Yatzel's head, cupping her nose and mouth, and wrap the rubber pads on the raccoon male's armpits. Now every time she inhales, she will receive the full effects of male musk. I sit down at the edge of the bed, my legs hanging over, as I see her relish the feel of his cock in her. I hear a male groan out in orgasmic joy as he spills his cum inside a chipmunk. I can imagine that huge load being injected into the collection tube inside those wombs. Only a thin rubber barrier separating those strong, aggressive sperm from impregnating my two guards. The extraction is going on full swing as those pent up males moan out in pleasure.

She slowly lifts her hips up a bit and sinks back down, her loins wet with her arousal, making wet, slick, arousing noises as her hips grind on him. The coon grits her teeth and groans out as she starts humping away at him. Her hands leaving the bed sheets to hold on to his chest fur. She spreads open her palms and feel his rising chest. Those muscles firm and strong. As strong as that shaft inside her tight hole. Every time she rises and descends on him, his cock curves deliciously to rasps at her sensitive walls. Every time she inhales deeply, she smells his musk. Yatzel let herself get lost in mind numbing pleasure as she lifts up her arms and stretches in ecstasy, her breasts bouncing lovingly in the male raccoon's sight. He moans in helpless pleasure as she stops bouncing and grinds her hips harder. In the room, the other males are on their way to their second orgasm and he is not even at his first. She lowers her arms and lay down on him, hugging him close. Her hips grinding harder and she starts bouncing on his lap. Elsewhere, males grunted in lust as more seed is spilled into hot pussies that are milking them for thick virile sperm. They squirm delightfully as they happily nut into warm, wet, sticky, tight chipmunk cunnies. She pants into his ear lustily, "Come on baby. Come in me. I want your cum. Please......uhhh...." She groans in pleasure as he jerks his up to meet her downward thrusts. It becomes harder to talk, but she wants to know his name, "What's your name." He moans out as her walls pulse harder, but he answers her breathlessly, "Sergei." "Sergei. My sweet Sergei, please kiss me hard. Fuck me back hard. Don't hold back. I want your babies in me. I want to feel your cock in squirting everything inside of me," she pants in lust as she looks at him in the eyes. He opens his muzzle and she kisses him. He jabs harder into her from beneath. They kiss long and hard and Yatzel can feel that seven inch cock in her pulse. He is about to bless her with his cum. He moans in her kiss to warn her, "It's coming. It's.... Ahhhh..... coming. My cock. It's.......... Ahhhh." "Do it. Do it inside me," she moans back as she mashes her lips to his. He jerks up a few times until he trembles hard and stops moving. Yatzel stops her kissing and looks at him. His eyes widen and she can feel his cock throbbing, but he is not cumming.

While the two coons are having fun for some time, I decide join in. I lean down to his spread legs and I can see the coon's juices coating those healthy balls. I see her pussy lips slick and wet. I go closer until my nose nearly touches their joining. I grin to myself and as Yatzel lifts up, I jam my muzzle at their joining and clamp my mouth around his balls. His balls throb in mouth as my teeth clamp hard at his ball sack and I suck hard. My assistant looks down behind herself in surprise. She pants hard in her mask as she sees me worshiping those large balls in my mouth. If I want to, with a hard bite, I can sever his balls away from his body and swallow it whole, depriving my cute raccoon assistant of motherhood. I look up at her and blink slowly. I suckle his balls harder, placing them in a hollow of my cheek and lick them. Yatzel turn back to look at her young lover. His head at one side with his tongue hanging out. He pants hard at the suction on his balls in an experienced mouth and the pleasant fluttering on his shaft and the squeezing of his cockhead deep inside a warm fertile pussy. She slowly resumes her bouncing, taking care not to hurt me. Together, we bring the young boy to heights of pleasures that could rival a harem. His precious virgin flower is all for my cute coon to take. She leans down on him again and he moans out, "It feels so good, please, faster." Yatzel leans back up, her hands on his chest, steadying herself as she bounces harder and faster. Smiling to myself, my teeth put more pressure on the area where his sack meets his cock, making him gasp loud. I can feel his balls throbbing harder, trying to draw up into his body to squirt semen into that young cunny. I suckle hard until there is no more room in my mouth and the pressure is high and warm. I can feel the two tubes leading to his testicles through my teeth. Putting more pressure, I hear him squeal out in pleasured pain and his balls' throbbing intensified. Yatzel bounces faster and faster, that cock throbbing hard and lovingly in her warm inviting pussy. Letting go of his tubes, I can feel his balls stop throbbing and begin to pulse strongly, my hands quickly grabs Yatzel's hips and force her to grind hard downwards on his cock. I hold my tongue hard on the two tubes and massage them through his ball sack, feeling pulse after pulse of baby making batter being send up to that large cock vein inside the fertile pussy of my coon.

Yatzel slams down one last time and looks down in shock as my hands hold her tight. Her eyes wide like saucers as she feels his cock throb hard inside and her pussy flutter wildly. She looks up at the male coon as he gasps with every throb, his eyes also wide as she feels him cum deeply inside her. The mouth leading to her womb is kissing his piss slit as it starts spewing out thick pent up cum into the tube leading to her womb. She cums hard at the sensation. The thick baby making cum is spewing out so fast, some leaks around the seal and spills inside her vagina. Though none is leaking out of her pussy, she feels the warmth from the tube as it helps sucks up all those virile cum. She keeps looking at him, panting and breathing in his musk as her right hand lowers to touch their joining. His cock jerks wildly, feeding pulse after pulse of pure sperm in attempts to make her belly swell with strong pure breed raccoon babies, but is stopped by that thin rubber inside her womb. She can feel the soothing warmth in her womb as the bag grows heavy and rest on one side on the walls of her warm fertile chamber. She whines pathetically, as the thought of only that single thin rubber separates her from motherhood. Only one single thin rubber. I softly apply more pressure on the tubes, making him cum longer and harder as my mouth sucks hard on his life making balls. I want to make sure my cute coon gets every single drop she deserves. His cock slowly stops pulsing, but jerks every time Yatzel grinds down on him. His cum slowly dribbles and leftovers start to fill her warm vagina.

I will not take my mouth away. He still has more seed and we have just started. Yatzel continues to bounce on him, making him moan in sensitivity. For five straight hours, we fucked and fucked and fucked. My coon is having the time of her life as she feels every hard squirt and drop of seed inside her. The thick cock in her is now slathered with a mixture of sperm and her fem cum. She can feel the thin rubber bag in her womb bounce lightly on and off her walls as it gradually fills up to the brim, nearly bursting as the young male coon is a virgin and this is his first extraction. We rest after every two hours to give time for the males to recuperate and we keep ourselves busy with a large bout of pussy licking. The females on the other side can only watch as they keep cumming at the sight of us collecting cum to inject into their warm inner chambers. Reila and Felena rub their hands a spot where their wombs might be. It is so tempting to make those bags over fill and explode in them. To spread thick sperm in their heated chamber, feeling it drool thickly and seep lovingly inside and embrace motherhood. But they have their orders.

Fuck their respective males for four hours with half an hour break each hour and extract from the tube.

But I think I may forgo that rule for my cute assistant. She moans tiredly on top of her lover as he pants with exhaustion. Though they maybe young, they do not have the stamina that we Impregnorium staff have. Reila and Felena are ready to go again on their charges, when I tell them it is finishing up time. I turn to Yatzel as she tries to get up, but her knees are weak. She is doing all the work while the boy takes all the pleasure. But then, I have some ways to make the kid suffer later on and it will be enjoyable for these two young lovers. The pandas and tigresses help shift the chipmunks until they are straddling their male's chests, taking off their breathing masks. I got off the bed and massage my jaw a bit with my right hand. It gets a bit tired having to suck balls for four hours, but it is well worth it. The bag in my cute raccoon will be so bloated, it will only take a rough thrust or one more load to break it. The same goes to my guards. The only ways to take the collection tube out is to drain to it by syringe or make it burst inside of them. The second option is out the question for the first two. I need them in heat for other extractions and insemination duties and having them pregnant would not help me much, however my assistant may need to prove her worth soon.

Before I walk to the panda and tiger's beds, I make sure my Yatzel is lying down side by side with her lover, hugging him tight as I take off that breathing mask. She looks at me shyly, her cheeks fluff and her mouth curves with a tired but satisfied smile and tells me softly, "Matron. I feel so full. I can feel him giving me so much. The collection bag in me. Will it leak out?" she asks timidly as her lover blushes through his cheek fur and looks to the side. I grin at his expression and my hand gently forces his head to turn and look at me. I told him in a soothing voice to show that I am not displeased or annoyed, "Come now boy. My assistant is not angry with you. Can you not smell she is still in heat? Although you did not perform much, but you kept giving more and more to her." Looking at her, I gaze into her eyes. I only see contentment in it and I know I did something much more and I tell her, "And no. The bag will not leak. It will only burst when you overfill it with too much cum." I lean over their hips as my hand drifts down to her pussy and I lay palm my on their joining. His cock is still inside of her. At least half of it is stuck inside when I shift her closer to lie closer to him. I stroke the cock flesh left outside her vagina, making the coon male gasps and his breeding shaft hardens. I help him push more of his cock in and Yatzel 's eyes widen a bit and her body trembles at the pleasurable sensation as my other hand push her shapely ass to his crotch. I can hear that pussy suckling willingly as that wonderful pleasure giving meat slides in, making itself at home in her warm inviting coony cunt. She nuzzles her nose in his neck fur, breathing in his scent as I lean back up and stands straight to adjust the screen above them. I change the view on the screen to show Reila's and Felena's pussy being penetrated by speculums and open wide for everyone to see.

Yatzel and her lover gasp in amazement at the state the chipmunks' vaginas. Inside is stained white with left over cum and their cervixes are red and closed tight, squeezing the rubber cervical cap repeatedly as if it wants more cum. I say out loud for everyone to hear, "Extract." A syringe is seen entering those well bred fuck pussies and with a wet 'SQUELCH', it pushes hard on their cervixes. The strap down male panda and tiger has a front row view of the entire proceedings and they get to see firsthand their thick, aggressive baby making batter is being drawn out. Pure white sperm mix with a bit of female cum fills the syringes and the females strap down on the opposite of the males watch wide eyed as they know that fertile mixture will end up being injected inside of them. The amount taken is impressive as it fills up one syringe each fully. I walk over to the medical table and grab a pair of 50 milliliter syringes and give one to each chipmunk. I take the filled up 30 milliliter syringes from them, being careful not to forget which is which and place them back to the table, making a mental note, left is panda, right is tiger. I walk back to beds to collect them as the raccoons, their eyes transfix on the screen as the plunger is pulled back and the syringes start to fill. Four hours of fucking has gained us 80 milliliters worth of semen mix with female cum. A large fertile mixture for us to inject into those helpless female pussies. By now, they must have cum many times because of the vibrators and the fucking they see. The guards help Reila and Felena off the beds and they assist them in entering the tub, lying down in it side by side. Both sisters hug each other as a female panda and tigress take a shower head each and kneel down near the chipmunk's hips. Motioning them closer, the chipmunks can see the females placing the shower heads firmly at their pussies and switch on the water tap. They shudder as pleasure shoots up their spine as warm water pulse gently into them, washing out all the leftover cum.

After a while, Reila reaches down to her sister's cunny and inserts a thumb and finger, making her clutch her harder. She digs her fingers deep until she could feel the rubber seal of the cervical cap and pulls hard. Felena trembles at the sensation of having her cervix being pulled by her sister and the hard rolling of rubber over it. With the cap taken off, Reila gently pulls the collection tube out off her sister, but it is stuck for a while as there is more cum in the bag. Using her fingertips and thumb, she presses hard and jerks it out, Felena's cervix letting go of its fertile prize, making her gasps. Before she can pull out fully, Felena grasps her sister tighter to get her attention. Reila looks at her in confusion and slowly dawns to understanding. Her thumb claw unsheathes and pokes a small hole in the bag and she shoves it in. The bag burst deep inside her womb as it is roughly pushed in through her cervix and Felena squeals out loud in pleasure as her pussy grips and sucks on the tube. The guards look on, noting nothing out of the ordinary. Cum dumpsters orgasm from time to time when it comes to washing out cum. Felena lets go of her and does the same to her younger sister, but it comes out easier and without trouble as there is no cum left in there. Both bags look strangely empty to the guards' eyes, but they assume the water must have washed it out. Normally, there would be left over cum inside it. They give it to the panda and she disposes it in a waste basket nearby. Getting out, they enter the fur dryer to dry off.

As the chipmunks are being washed out, I take both syringes and place them side by side with their smaller counterparts. I dispose any air found inside of them and inspect each syringe with a critical eye. When my guards are done, they come over to me. I turn to the four guards that had follow the males here and tell them in a commanding tone, "You four, get dressed and take the male panda and tiger out. Leave the raccoon here. Get them to the showering area and you four have the rest of the day off. Thank you." Saluting me, they quickly get dress and buzz for rolling beds and several orderlies. They arrive in a few minutes and have the males ready for transfer and set the screens on top of the females to see their own vaginas. The 14 year old tigress squirm as the vibrator is taken out and a speculum is put in place and opens her wide. Bella the giant panda moans out as the same is done to her. By now, both vaginas are dipping low, ready to suck up sperm, but we will make the job easier by putting it directly in their wombs. They take the breathing masks off them and left them hanging at their bedsides as the last of the guards and orderlies left, closing the door and locking it with a 'CLANG' leaving behind a rolling bed. I walk over to the raccoon couple and set their screen to view two wide open pussies up close for their apparent insemination.

Turning to my guards, I motion them to take the syringes while telling them, "Left is panda and right is tiger. Inseminate with both syringes. I want them full and the syringes empty." Taking them, they go forward and slowly, they put in until they reach the end of their vaginas, fitting that small cervical hole. Squirm as they might, it is useless and I grin as the females gasps and panted as the plungers descend slowly. On screen above the raccoons, it shows every milky drop being shot deeply and none of it is leaking out. Every droplet is going in and their cervixes can be seen softly dilating as if it is sucking in that fertile mixture. After the first, small tubes are empty, they quickly plunge in the second larger syringe and the females strap down arch their backs and toss their heads as a larger load is forced into them. Their eyes wide, their chest heaves as pleasure runs through their bodies. They could feel it slowly drooling inside of them, seeping into every nook and hole in their wombs, seeking out eggs to fertilize. That fertile mixture will ensure their flat, tone, muscular tummies swell with babies. In a quick motion, they pull out the syringes and put cervical caps on their cervixes to make sure nothing leaks out. They close the speculums as I walk over to Bella the panda and bend low to whisper into her ear as I pat a spot above her pussy, "Well, I kept my promise. After this insemination, I will let you go into the breeding pens. There, you can have the males you want. After all, you might be pregnant from this moment, so letting them cum in you may increase the odds a bit." I lift up her head to take off the ball gag and gently let her down. Looking up at me, she pants softly while smiling, "Thanks Tessa. That was fun. Now can you let me go now? I want to quickly improve the odds as you say." I giggle a little and she joins me for a while. We laugh lightly a bit as I tell my guards to get her up. I ask her for a favour as she stands on her strong legs, not shaking a bit, "Bella, can I ask you for a small thing to be done." Looking at me, she nods as I continue, "Can you help me get little pussy cat here out to the waiting rooms. I have a small loose end to tie up before I can go," I say as Bella looks over my shoulder to see my assistant humping her hips on the male coon's cock. Without saying a word, she motions my guards to help her and within a few minutes the feline is out along with the giant panda.

I and my fellow chipmunks turn away from the door to lock eyes at each other. The only sound in this room is coming from the two raccoons that are kissing each other. Yatzel is on top of again, humping happily away on his cock as he whispers to her ear between kisses on how beautiful she is and what loving voice she has. Yatzel rewards his praises rubbing her soft yielding mounds on his chest, letting him feel her love for him while nipping at his neck. We walk softly towards them, taking in the lustful sight. We stop to get several stuff for a while. Reila goes to rummage through her clothes for something while I head to the table, getting a clean speculum and a 100 milliliter syringe. Together we approach the two newly found lovers. Me going on the bed as Reila takes the left and Felena on the right. Yatzel slow to a stop when I climb onto the bed. She turns her head to see me smiling as I crawl my way her. Her eyes lower to my hands, looking at the large syringe and the speculum. I hug her from behind when I reach her, my hands still gripping the instruments, ruffle through her tummy fur. I pass them over to Reila as she sits down beside the bed. With my hands free, I let my questing hands descend to her pussy and fondle her as I feel that thick man meat in her. Felena got on the bedside and slowly licks her right breast, her hand cupping it and squeezing it. I can feel her breathe faster and I whisper close to ears, telling of what is to come, "Yatzel. You have one last motion to prove your worth to me. I will not make you do things that you would not like to do. What I am asking you is to do something your body craves for. I want you to carry his babies. Do you think you can do it?" I ask her as I rub her higher above her pussy. I press hard, making her groan with pleasure. She moans out one, "Yes. I want his babies. I want his cum in me. I want all of it."

With that, I look over her shoulder at the lucky male beneath her, "Do you hear that boy? She wants your babies. You are going to be the father of her children." Yatzel moans out and I can feel him throb hard. I ask her how she wants it huskily, "How do you want it? Do you want it in a syringe or let him cum until that bag burst open. He is still a virgin. His flower is yours to pluck and is only done when his cums his seed in you." She leans forward, Felena's head following her, and humps his hips softly. She pants out loudly as she looks at him the eyes and growls at him lustfully, "Be a man. Cum in me and burst that bag. Show me you are strong to get me pregnant." I smile. I nod to Reila and she drops the speculum and syringe. She lifts up an injector full of fast reacting fertility hormones taken from her clothing and hands it to me. I let go of her and Reila got on the bed to hold Yatzel's shoulders as Felena wraps her arms around her chest still for a while. The young coon looks in surprise and I tell her soothingly, "Do not worry. You have made me proud and now, I will reward you." I place the injector at the male coon's cock base and press a button. A small hiss is heard and the young male's eyes shot wide open. Yatzel pants hard and fast she feels his cock head throbs harder and harder as his shaft got bigger. A knot is formed at the base of his cock and his balls swell a bit, working hard and fast to churn more life making seed. We let go of her and got off the bed. She looks at me with puzzled eyes. I answer her gently as Reila and Felena undo his straps quickly, "Yatzel, after this, you will thank me. You will for the first time, feel your womb becoming bloated with cum." That said, the male leans up and grabs her. Yatzel squeals as he turns her over on her back and starts thrusting hard and fast. We smile as the female coon moans out deliriously at the fucking she is receiving and every thrusts and hump pushes his enlarged cock deep, his cock head kissing the mouth of her womb with every single jab.

The male groans in pleasure as her pussy feels tight on his cum pumper and at the base, his newly form knot is begging to sink into her fertile depths. He can feel every pulse and flutter on his sensitized cock. That loving man meat throbs hard in her and Yatzel's eyes go wide and blank as she can feel his knot pop in and locks him deep, his piss slit jam tight to her cervix.

Oh God, she can feel it. That cum vein is bulging with fresh cum. She can feel it moving up and more behind it as it goes higher and deeper inside her. She arches her back, pushing her chest and tummy into his. Her mouth wide open as she gasps out loud and pants hard at the sensation of her coming insemination. The last load will blow that thin rubber open and make her carry his strong healthy babies. Her arms wrap themselves at his hips, hands grasping him tight to her loins as his hands clench hard her lovely soft butt, pulling her to him. Their eyes looking into each other as his cock head flares and that warm baby making cream blast into her womb through her cervix. The bag in her grows larger and larger, with the second, the third and fourth squirts, until at the fifth squirt, sperm flooded her warm inviting womb. Her body welcoming his seed as he moans out load for all the room to hear and Yatzel gasps out loud to proclaim his success in bursting that thin flexible barrier, "Ahhhhhhh............. ahhhhhhh............. haahhhhhhhhhhhhh......... It's in me. All of it's in me. I can feel it. Oh God, it's so thick. It's in me. He's cumming more in me. More cum. More cum. Please, more cum. Fuck me hard Sergei, fuck me full of your thick cum." They hold each other's hips tight as more seed flows from his balls through his large cock, straight into her womb. Her vagina suckling madly at his shaft, as the muscles at the entrance near her pussy lips clamps hard on that throbbing knot, not letting it go as nature takes it course, making sure a woman's pussy is well fucked and bred by a strong virile male as her womb is filled with the seed of a worthy man. Worthy to fill her womb and his seed ravage her eggs. Worthy to keep pumping more in until it overflows into her fuck hole and dribble thickly out. But it will never dribble out nor spill out. The cervical cap on her cervix will make every drop stay in.

The male kisses her hard as he keeps breeding her. Putting more and more baby batter into her hot biological oven, the cervical cap making sure that her cervix is squeezed tight so little to none of that precious life making seed is getting out. Her tongue fighting with his as they hold each other close, his cock now dribbling cum and his squirting is getting less powerful until it stops. But that does mean not it is over, the young female coon grabs the pillow under her head and lifts her hips high, pushing up the male's tone hips up also, as she slides it under her butt and settle down on it. Now the male can thrust more powerfully and that is she wants. He smiles at her and starts jabbing his cock in hard but gentle, again and again and again as Yatzel's eyes roll up into her skull as pleasure over take her senses. All she wants now it to be truly fucked and filled by every drop of sperm this 17 year old male coon can deliver and carry his young.

Slowly, the door clicks shut as me, Felena and Reila leaves the room. We take our clothes with us and dress as we walk, our uniforms are easy to put on. A zip here and there, and we are fully clothed. I look at my pocket watch as we pass the nurses' station to head to the cafeteria. It has not even reach lunch time yet, and we have already reach our quota of the day. Three females successfully inseminated and impregnated. Soon, a giant panda, a Siberian tigress and my cute raccoon assistant will have gravid bellies. I hope my Yatzel would give birth to twins, I chuckle to myself. As we walk in the cafeteria, I tell my Reila and my Felena my next plan for the day, "Our quota has been met, but I want to get another three more females from the detention cell at the West Wing strap down after we have lunch. I want them inseminated by the end of the day. After that, the next day, we will get my tired, but happy assistant from the clutches of that young male coon." I smile as I grab my tray and two others and pass them to my guards. That 19 year old raccoon will be my new Second in Command and she will learn the ropes of the academy and facility. This means, when she get transferred out one day, I will have a valuable ally to help me accomplish my goal. I let my guards go first as I reach into my left breast pocket and take out a folded piece of paper. With a practiced flick, it opens to reveal a black and white picture. It was my family. My dead husband and five missing children. I fold it back carefully and put it back as I walk forward to receive my daily rations.