The Werewolf Order (Erotica)

“That would be nice, Peter,” Lucy said. “Money has been a little tight since we bought our home.”

“Say we were interested, and I’m not saying we are, what would we have to do?”

“Lucy has to have a medical exam to show she’s capable of having children, at no cost to you, and you’d need to sign some other paperwork, not to discuss what you’re doing with anyone else, and sign a contract, once you’ve agreed to the terms. You’re allowed to change your mind once you know all of the details, but one detail you definitely need to know ahead of time, is Lucy’s impregnation can’t occur in a lab. She has to conceive naturally, having sex with another male in order to have the baby.”

“No fucking way!” Peter said. “You’re fucking a man to have a kid, Barbara?”Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.

“I fuck men for fun, why not for money?” Barbara said.

“Because it makes you a whore.”

“If I only did it for money, I would be a whore, but I’m doing it so that someone can have a child, and that’s perfectly legal. In fact, some of the paperwork you have to sign is from the US Government, because they recognize the need some couples have for children.”

“And you let your wife fuck other men?” Peter asked Sean.

“It’s not as bad as it sounds, once you know all the details,” Sean said. “But yes, I know what she has to do.”

“The need is so critical,” I said, “that the infertile couples provide me with a bodyguard. That’s why my friend, Brigitte, is sitting in on our discussions. She’s my bodyguard. If you agree to at least one child, you’ll be assigned a bodyguard too. At no cost to yourself. They will give their life to protect your wife and her unborn child. Now, because my husband has to put up with me being pregnant with two more kids, plus any of our own, I let him have sex with Brigitte. Whether or not you have sex with your bodyguard, is entirely up to you and Lucy, but the way I look at it, is Sean should be compensated for what he has to put up with. That’s us. I don’t expect everyone to do what we do. If you agreed to a total of four children, in addition to the four hundred thousand you get for them, you’re given a four hundred thousand dollar bonus for providing four. That’s eight hundred thousand dollars total, and the only cost to you is taxes. Lucy delivers a child, and when she leaves the hospital, she gives it up and you never see it again. A lot of my friends are doing the same thing. You’ll meet some today. All of them are pregnant, although only one is currently showing.”

“What are the other details,” Lucy said.

“You can’t learn those without signing some paperwork, and as I said, you can still change your mind later, but to sign that paperwork, I need to know you’re considering providing at least one child. If you do sign the paperwork, you can attend the secret wedding ceremony Janet is having tomorrow.”

“What secret wedding ceremony?” Peter asked.

“The one you can’t attend unless you sign the paperwork. I know in the long run, Peter, you’ll be happy you signed. Beyond that, I can’t say anymore. Do I have your tentative approval for one child, provided by Lucy?”

“Do it,” Barbara said. “She’s right. You’ll be happy you signed.”

“And we can still change our mind?”

“Of course. It’s a big step,” I said.

“Fine, we’ll sign.”

“Thank you. Barbara, you’re free to go. You can give Janet the good news. I’ll have Peter and Lucy sign the paperwork before the ceremony.”

“Why is it good news for Janet?” Peter asked.

“It just is,” Barbara said. “You’ll find out later.”

Barbara left and I gave Peter and Barbara the NDAs to read and sign.

“When do we get the other details?” Lucy asked as she signed.

“It’s in the nature of a show and tell,” I said, “so we don’t have time to do it before the wedding. Probably after the reception. Thanks a ton for this. Janet was really hoping you’d sign. You can’t talk to your parents about any of this, Peter, or you either, Lucy. As you can tell from the NDA you signed, the government takes all of this very seriously.”

“I don’t understand this at all,” Peter said.

“You will,” Sean assured him.

We collected the forms and rejoined the marital prep. The wedding was due to start shortly. Brigitte, Sean and I went into the church proper and found seats with my other friends, just having time to say a quick hello to Brian and Brenda before the ceremony. One down, one to go.

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It was a lovely ceremony, and the reception following was at a country club done up to the nines. I met Janet’s parents, who were sweet. They were in their mid-sixties, having gotten married a little older, but they looked healthy, so they may be quite sad and bereft when Janet had to die. It sucked.

I made sure that I introduced my parents and Sasha and Rene to Peter and Lucy, because it would be important later, and I made sure that I was seated with Brenda and Brian, because that was important now. I got a massive hug from the bride, and told her I was bringing Peter and Lucy to her mating ceremony tomorrow.

“Are you sure he’s ready for that?” she said. “There’s a lot of nudity and sex. He’s going to witness me being a total slut.”

“I’ll prepare him before hand.” I said.

Sean and I had a seat at the table with Brian, Brenda, Gretchen, and Patricia. Our bodyguards were the next table over, keeping an eye on us.

I put my hand on Brian’s after some initial getting to know each other chitchat. He looked at me and I laid it all on the table.

“Brian, I don’t mean to put you on the spot, but I’m going to anyway,” I said. “I was wondering about your intentions towards our friend, Brenda. You don’t have to proclaim your undying love because I know you’ve only gone on a few dates, but do you see the possibility of a future with her at some point?”

“I’m interested,” he said, smiling. Brenda was blushing up a storm.

“Good to know. Brenda told us last night, she’s pretty intrigued by you too. In fact, because we all wanted to give you the once over, we encouraged her to invite you today. She said you were handsome, mature, and didn’t mind that she already had a son, which she hasn’t had good experiences with, with her other dates. They tended to dump her when they found out she had a kid. Do you think our ex-cheerleader is hot?”

“Extremely hot,” Brian admitted.

“Good, that’s a good thing. In the past, Brenda kind of let her hotness define how she treated people, but she’s become a much better friend once she realized manners and personality counted as much as beauty. We’re very enthusiastic about the new Brenda. However, I regret to inform you, that the current shape of our friend is about to take a steep nosedive.”

“Why is that?” Brian asked, looking at her again.

“She’s pregnant, Brian, a couple months in. Probably be seeing a baby bump pretty soon, but she’s a hard worker and likes to keep herself in good shape. Now, I don’t want to throw a monkey wrench into any potential romance, but a few years ago, before she met you, or even knew you existed, Brenda was at a low point. Has she told you about her shitty ex-husband?”

“Tommy’s father? Not a lot, just that he wasn’t in the picture and didn’t have much contact with her.”

“To put it plainly, he was a shit, a serial philanderer, who never could keep his dick in his pants. He lost his UW scholarship, got kicked off the UW campus, couldn’t keep a job, never paid consistent child support, and eventually got his clock cleaned by messing with the wrong woman. He tried to fuck every woman at this table, including my friend, Gretchen, who’s a lesbian. Brenda had to leave Madison, move back here with her parents, and raise her son by herself, with limited help from anyone. She was tired, exhausted really, never had time to do anything for herself, and was slowly getting beaten into the ground. She was desperate for a way out. I approached her about being a surrogate mother, where she could be paid for having children for infertile couples, while still holding her other job. Additionally, because this was so important to the couples, they agreed to provide some baby sitting services when her mother wasn’t available, and even take her out once in awhile, so she could have some me time.

“Brenda signed a contract to provide four children for infertile people. She agreed to four because there’s an extra bonus for having four. She delivers the children, gives them to the organization she contracted with, gets paid, and has nothing more to do with them, because the child belongs to another couple. She’s delivered two, and was inseminated for the third time, also before meeting you. She still has one more to provide.

“Now, this job she has is so important, she’s assigned a bodyguard to look after her. Since every woman at this table is also a surrogate mother, we all have bodyguards. You see the boys and girls sitting at the next table. They are all our bodyguards. Mathias, stand up so Brian can see who’s guarding his girlfriend.”

Mathias stood up, then he sat down again. “Every time you’ve gone on a date, Mathias, or someone like him, has gone with her too, out of sight, kind of a loose surveillance, just to make sure nothing happens to her. It doesn’t cost her anything. It’s a free service for her help. Now, if you’re uncomfortable with the thought of a male bodyguard, Brenda can get a female, and she’s perfectly willing to do so if it makes you happy. The groom today, Gerhard, is in charge of the various bodyguards for the Wisconsin women surrogates, and can change them if needed. At this point, Brenda wants to make you happy. You’re the best thing that’s come into her life for a few years, and she really likes you, but she knew she couldn’t keep this from you any longer. Tommy is the only child she has, that she loves and needs to keep. Every other one is going away, by contract, as she can’t keep them for herself.

“If she’d had a good marriage and a good father for Tommy, this is not something she would have been willing to do, but it’s what she needed at the time, and she’s hoping you can understand why she did it, and can excuse the fact that you’re dating a pregnant woman. My husband, Sean, was faced with the same situation, except we met when I was four months pregnant and started dating when I was six months along with my first child, and became pregnant again at the time he proposed seven months after the first, and he had to wait until I delivered that one, before we could get married, because I wanted to fit in my wedding dress. I made sure I’m giving him our first child before I have the third and fourth ones as a surrogate. I’m roughly three weeks pregnant again with our child. Of the around three years we’ve been together, I’ve been pregnant all but around ten months. I try to make it up to him in any way I can, and I hope he hasn’t regretted asking for my hand, despite my being knocked up all the time.