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There she is. Of course she catches my attention right away, as the rest of the room is white tile, white walls, and some lockers. But our surrogate, she is the shining star.

Fuck. A human woman, right here in front of me. She’s facedown on the breeding bench, her legs held apart by stirrups, while straps keep her arms bound to a set of grips. Her bare vagina is exposed to the air, her tiny asshole right above it.

How I love when Sienna puts a dildo in her pussy and a butt plug in her ass. I’ve imagined many times while watching her stream what it would be like to fill her up while I push the plug into her.

Hmm. This woman looks a shocking amount like Sienna, actually. Strawberry blonde curls tumble down her pale, freckled shoulders. And the way her hair is shaved around her labia, the rest left in a neat triangle? Very familiar.

I squint as the attendant speaks to us, but I’ve tuned out her voice as I examine the woman on the bench. Then the attendant leaves us alone because we all know what we’re here to do.

It must be a coincidence that this woman looks like Sienna. Besides, I can’t ask her. DreamTogether is all about anonymity, and if I announced to everyone how I know her, that would surely destroy our chance of having a baby before it even started. Then, of course, Jack and Arthur would ask some questions I don’t want to answer.

“Hello,” Arthur says brightly to our surrogate as he approaches her. “Um, I know we’re not supposed to use our names, but it’s nice to meet you.”

“You as well,” the woman responds.

It’s her.

By the sound of her voice, I’m certain. It’s the woman I watch masturbate whenever I can. She’s right here in front of me—and I’m about to breed her.

This can’t be real life.

“There’s three of us, if you didn’t know,” Arthur goes on, always the chatterbox. “Did they tell you that?”

“Yes,” the woman answers calmly, but not impatiently. “I was told when I signed up.”

“Good,” I chime in, finally able to open my mouth. “And you know that we each want, erm, a try?”

She nods. “Yep. All in the briefing. Ready whenever you are.”

Shit, we didn’t talk about who would go first. I hope it doesn’t lead to an argument because we don’t have time for that.

Boldly, and because I desperately want to touch her, I raise my hand. “I’ll go first, if neither of you objects.”

Arthur tilts his head. “Really? All right.”

Jack just shrugs. I take that as a sign to go ahead.

First I take off my jeans, unbuttoning the strap over my tail, and kick them onto the floor. I can’t believe I’m here and this is Sienna’s unbelievable ass right in front of me. I stroke one of her soft butt cheeks, and in answer, she twitches.

“Hello, stranger,” she croons. Damn, this is a wet dream come true.

I can’t just raw dog this. I need to do some foreplay, really get her ready for me. I’m not much bigger than she is, but I want her to enjoy it, too. Especially if she is who I think she is.

Licking my finger, I draw it down to her small clit and pass over it to get a sense of her. She spasms again and says, “Oh!”

“Is that alright?” I ask, drawing back.

“Sure, yeah. I don’t mind at all.”

I was hoping for more than I don’t mind, but I still have time to prove myself. And to Sienna?

Prove myself I will.

Three

Bree

I’m trying to stay professional, to be courteous and normal. That’s Mangelli’s voice in the room with me, all right. The satyr I think about whenever I play with myself on camera is here, and he’s about to put all his cum in me.