Vicky and Ching Lee were making list of the things we needed to do tomorrow to bring the boys home. That was so easy to say, "The boys, our boys," it ...rought me teary eyes just thinking about it.When we got home we cleaned the house from top to bottom; we dusted every nook and cranny there was. I even changed the heater filters, putting in the latest kind that removed everything; mold spores, lint, and pollen, fine dust – everything!The girls made up the cribs; each boy was going to have his. " Ann began.Arlene interrupted with, "Ship allowed me to watch your test. You did extremely well, my sister-wife. Congratulations on a job well done." I was scared stiff," Ann whispered barely loudly enough for Arlene to hear."So?" the young Queen remarked, raising an eyebrow like her father frequently did. "What sane person wouldn't be? Surely you don't think I wasn't scared on my mission, do you? Just to set the record straight, I was petrified. I could hardly believe it when I woke up. " No problem, sir. We have a large inventory of blondes. Please follow me."Ted had wanted to look around on his own first, but he followed the pushy salesman into a small cozy conference room and sat at a small round table. Opening a thick binder, he opened it, revealing pages upon pages of beautiful women--no--fembots. "Why don't we start by choosing three or four, then I'll bring them out to meet you. Once we narrow down your tastes, we can narrow down your choices." Sounds good," Ted. I couldn’t wait until Zoey, my mom, and even bratty Lee were all Clint’s. An orgy of the family, all serving the man of the house, loving him and each other, doing all the nasty things he wanted us to do.Making me parade naked through the school, showing off my body to everyone, all the guys staring at my flesh with lust, wishing they owned me. My cheeks red with the humiliation as all the girls whispered, “Slut.”My thighs clamped about Clint’s mouth. I came.My aching pussy spasmed, forcing the.