Jenny signed on all three pages. The notary finished the process. Jenny put her head on the table. Someone touched her back."Smile and wave," Miriam's...voice called to her. "Jenny, let your children know you love them."Looking up, Jenny waved. She caught the kisses thrown to her. In a flash, they were gone.The next morning, stories of the collective sacrifice popped up on every station. Depending on the direction of the network, the acts were either demonized or held up as triumphs of loving. “Maybe my daughter will conceive a child. Wouldn’t that be wild?”Jenna popped her mouth off my dick. “It would be, Mom! I so need to stop taking the pill.”“If that didn’t melt your panties, I don’t know what will,” Monique groaned, her nipples dimpling the front of her stretchy, blue dress. “Well, why don’t we see our favorite futa in action.”“Yes!” cheered the crowd.My daughter shuddered. She moved out to the stage on her hands on knees, resting on the pad placed for her. She had her body in. We didn't saw them as "owners" anyway, because we deeply lovethem.We had only one medical test left. If we were healthy, the five of uswould sign the contracts and we would began to work with themimmediately. They would take care of everything with our old companies,those that were previously employed.I was the first in the line. I was the only one close enough to the doorto hear what the doctors were speaking inside the room. It was somethingso weird that I can't even believe it."Then, it is. Answer me! he commanded, his voice harsh now. I ignored him, yet again, and slammed the trunk and go into the car, as I was deriving away, I saw him writing something down. That confused me, but when he looked up, he had a glint in his eye. I drove home, wondering about the strange man, thinking about how good it would be to get home, where I knew that he couldnt follow me, at least thats what I thought. When I got home, half an hour later, there was a strange car in my driveway. I was.