”A worldwide fertility crisis followed. Birth rates plummeted, economies suffered, and armed conflicts erupted, further intensifying what would soon...become a looming population crisis.Decades passed as scientists struggled against the disease as the world quickly unraveled around them. New generations, what few there were, grew up in an age defined by conflict and the fear that the disease that had started it all would flair up again. While all suffered, infertile women in particular were. She swam to the side of the pool near Ashley. “Put your fingers in your pussy”, she said. Ashley looked at her, shrugged, kept dancing and worked her hands up and down her body, finally working a hand into her crotch where she started rubbing her clit.Kelly was finger fucking the hell out of herself and said to Ashley, “Yeah! Keep doing it, baby!” Ashley was into it. She was going to cum! She had no clue that she was the only one still dancing. She finally got herself over the hump and came. He was a freshman in College. This is how most stories start. He was a normal young man. He was black and cute and short. He was a student and still to a virgin. He was a bit of a nerd and a boyscout. He lived an ordinary life but that was about to change. It was because he knew some very unique senior girls. They called him pup even though it wasn't his real name. It was the name that just stuck and it wasn't a thing he could do about it.Kat- She might have been the most popular girl in. Several men had to use the bucket to shit and the stench became even more oppressive as everyone pretended to be oblivious. As the morning wore on, one by one, the door opened and another name was called. Seemingly they were being called in the order of their arrival which meant Donald was the next to last to be called. When it was down to he and John, and the door opened, he had tried to smooth his wrinkled shirt out and he was ready to move to the next phase, whatever that would be. As it.