Foxy and I spent the afternoon flipping through picture books at the local library and figuring out where we’d most like to travel.
Shortly after we had found Ginger in my apartment, Foxy and I walked back to Project Eve’s sperm bank to negotiate the conditions under which they could let me travel this wonderful world populated exclusively by anthropomorphic women.
Two surprising things came up right away.
It turned out that the researchers were completely open to my idea. Since my sperm was being distributed all over the world anyway, they offered to transport me to the various Project Eve branches at the initiative’s expense. That way I could travel the world to my heart’s content and still fulfill my obligation.
That was the first surprise. I hadn’t expected to get the green light so easily.
The second surprise followed just as I was about to sign the new contract. While I was skimming the contract, I saw out of the corner of my eye how my doe lover from the morning was trying to slip out of Project Eve headquarters with a box full of office supplies and files.
She had been fired, I was told, because of unprofessional behavior.
Fortunately I managed to get her reinstated, and now she would accompany me on my travels as an official Project Eve representative.
This way I now also had someone to keep Foxy and me company on our flights. And since my hot but deeply lesbian best friend was totally into my new travel companion, a threesome probably wouldn’t be out of the question.
And who knows? Maybe I would even get her permission to stick my cock into her tight little hole.
If not, well, we would still have a lot of fun together.
“Look at this,” Foxy calls excitedly and slides a picture book toward me. The page shows a region that immediately reminds me of the Brazilian rainforest.
Behind us an owl-like librarian hisses disapprovingly. She has already circled our table five times even though we have only been here for half an hour. No doubt because she wants to throw herself at me. Fortunately, like most of them, she seems intimidated by Foxy’s presence and doesn’t dare come any closer than a few steps.
Normally I wouldn’t be opposed to her - especially since I haven’t fucked a girl with feathers yet - but my inner voice tells me I should save my strength for later today.
“Are you into the jungle?” I ask Foxy, surprised.
She shakes her head. “Not necessarily. Just flip the page.”
Irritated, I follow her instruction. The very next page explains her excitement.
“Indigenous tribes!” I exclaim in astonishment as I discover a picture of hot anthro girls all painted in colorful patterns and adorned with traditional body jewelry that apparently makes a point of only covering the parts that aren’t sexually charged. “That looks pretty damn hot somehow.”
Foxy’s eyes sparkle as she leans over to me.
“They’re wild, Adam! Like, really fucking wild!”
I raise an eyebrow while her fingers trace the contour of the admittedly wonderfully shaped vulva of a black panther warrior.
“Do you know why their pussy looks so thick and fleshy?” Foxy asks me, visibly aroused.
“Why?”
She grins. “In the tribes near the equator there’s a belief that one day God will descend to earth to distribute his seed among the women of this world,” she explains. “And since this god can’t devote himself to all women at once, they rub their pussy with a mixture of crushed poppy blossoms and the secretion of some kind of beetle that makes their labia swell and extremely supple. They do it because they hope God will prefer their genitals over everyone else’s.”
I can barely contain my excitement.
“There are entire tribes that have been preparing their pussies their whole lives for one - no, for my cock?”
Foxy grins in amusement. “Exactly.”
I lean forward to study the picture more closely.
“That’s going to be our first destination!” I say with conviction and dig out my smartphone to call Dawn, my former medical assistant and recently promoted travel planner doe partner.
Foxy places a hand on my smartphone.
“No need!” she says and jumps up full of energy. “I’ll stop by her place and tell her in person!”
I grin. “You know where she lives?”
“Sure thing,” she replies. “Don’t wait up with dinner for me. Either I’ll be eating doe pussy tonight, or I’ll stuff twenty cheeseburgers down my throat out of frustration.”
She tilts her head.
“Either way, I probably won’t be home for a while,” she thinks out loud.
“Don’t let me stop you!” I encourage her and watch as she disappears with her ass wiggling.
The moment she’s gone, the owl librarian dares to come closer to me.
Seemingly unintentionally she drops a stack of books right next to me and bends over with her ass stretched out to pick them up.
For a brief moment I’m tempted to just grab her and fuck her senseless between the bookshelves.
But the heart wants what the heart wants.
I quickly pack my things and hurry home.
When I reach the elevator, breathing heavily, I nervously check myself in the mirror and fix my hair while trying to catch my breath.
When I arrive in my apartment I step out of the elevator as if I were the picture of calm.
As I enter, Ginger is lounging on my couch with her back to me, staring at the glowing screen of a tablet she’s typing on eagerly. The music that has been blasting non-stop since her arrival is still at full volume, so she hasn’t noticed me coming in at all.
Curiously I sneak up behind her and stare at the screen.
As I can see, she has opened one of the common AI chat programs here. Unfortunately I can’t see what she’s typing.
But then I notice that I recognize the tablet in her hand. It’s mine!
Hastily I pull out my smartphone and open the AI chat app. The little slut is even using my account.
Curiously I skim her chat history.
Male sperm value?
Where to sell male sperm?
How long does sperm last?
Black market nearby?
How to secretly extract sperm?
Just as I want to put my smartphone away, another question appears in the app.
Where to buy sedatives for extremely deep sleep?
This damn beast!
I quickly sneak back to the elevator and act as if I had just arrived and hadn’t been standing behind her the whole time.
“Good evening!” I greet her.
Before she even answers me, I see on my app how she deletes the entire chat history.
“Heeeeey!” she greets me in exaggerated cheerfulness and jumps up from the couch. “What do you think if I cook something nice for you today?” she asks me coquettishly. “As a thank you for letting me live here!”
She grins sweetly and so fake that I would have seen through it immediately even without my background knowledge.
“That sounds wonderful!” I reply, amused.
“Yay!” she calls and steals past me. “Then I’ll quickly go shopping!”
At the elevator door she stops.
“Fuck!” she calls.
“What’s wrong?” I ask her.
“I don’t have any cash.”
With long lashes she bats her eyes and slowly moves closer. “Could you…?”
I sigh and pull out my wallet. Then I hand her a bundle of bills.
She grins widely and stands on her tiptoes to give me a kiss on the cheek.
“You’re really a good one!”
After that she happily disappears from my apartment.
“Now it’s just a matter of waiting!” I say out loud to myself before I trip over one of the piles of clothes.
“Maybe I should clean up after all!”
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