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“This isn’t good.” Ivolite said.

Ivolite looked at the recent birth and death rate. The abundance of infertile women has been so great that it’s getting closer to equal to the mortality rate, at 3 births and 2 deaths per second. The population growth is slowing down now.

“If this goes on, the death rate would overcome the birth rate. No wonder I felt slightly older now.” Ivolite said. Her physical age are defined by the birth rate. If all women on earth are infertile, she’d vanish, since even the souls wanted rebirth, there are no women she can send to.

“Maybe it’s time to start gathering the birth fetishists in one place, be it a town, hotel, or… something!” Ivolite said.

The goddess figuring out what would be the fetishists’ needs.

Fetishists ascended to breeder status are never sick and the labor and birthing process are 100% complication proof, thus no doctors needed. They’d still need to eat so I’ll have to set up a self-sufficient food market and restaurants. Identity would become a problem, so I may have to full MIB on this one. The breeder may want to shop, so I’ll set a huge department store somewhere. If this becomes big, I’ll need to provide cars too. Ivolite thought. This was just a piece of her plan to create a breeder town to combat the declining birth rate.

She began expanding her island and creating roads, lighting, pavement and land to build the 1-person houses. The houses will have name label there. Slowly, the large patch of land becomes a town that looked great. Thanks to reality bend, the Dept. Store was as large as a best buy store, but the inside was as large as Madison Square Garden that Ivolite visited years ago. Same with the supermarket, as it will be filled with food from around the world. At the north of the town, lies Ivolite’s mansion, standing tall, hovering over the new town.

“It’s finally done. Now, I’ll have to call them all and recruit some new ones.” Ivolite said.

Ivolite began calling the current breeders on Earth. She managed to have 22 breeder now and thankfully, all of them complied because they all loved what they do, get pregnant and giving birth on a roughly daily basis.

22 breeders came in as the initial resident. Once they settled in, they gathered together in Ivolite’s mansion, so Ivolite could break down the situation further. Ivolite explained the declining birth rate and her plans to recruit fetishists to join the project. Basically, this is a massive charity to Earth in form of babies. The breeders will be responsible to recruit new people and fill the town. Currently, Ivolite’s setting a target of 90,000 members by the end of the year, which is 10 months away. Mathematically, that means recruitments every 3 weeks should be enough. The numbers of fetishist are abundant anyway. Ivolite showed that there’s half a million people worldwide with a birth fetish. If the population exceeded expectation, then the breeder won’t have to give birth daily.

Of course, order must be established. Rules and regulations are set and repeated violation or one severe violation means ejection from the project.

Once set, Ivolite set the project to be called Project: Breed and the town will be called Lotho, which is derived from the greek word of lotus flower, one of the more common symbols of fertility.

This was 3 months ago. Now the population has reached roughly 600 breeders and the next set of potential recruits are coming today.

Mary Williams, one of the older breeders, prepared herself to summon the recruits to her house. She’d better make a good first impression. Mary has been recruiting potential new breeders that used to be male and converted to female upon arriving at Lotho. She knew the feeling since she herself was a male before Ivolite recruited her.

Mary has been setting a shocking first impression by being close to giving birth when the recruits arrived and let the recruits help her. Once the baby is born, Mary would began explaining what happened and tested them to do the same. So far, it worked most of the time since the recruits didn’t realize that they had change their gender.

The new recruit Mary has been eye-ing seemed to love clothing birth from the given resume, so she planned to make the recruits dream come true. She had set the session one hour ago; the standard overdue 10 pound single baby with 10 seconds of pregnancy growth, 0 hours of pregnancy time and 1 hour of labor. Mary estimated birth duration of 10 minutes, a quick birth. Once set, she wore her panties and tight pants and activated the session and quickly got into full term pregnant and began feeling contractions soon after.

Mary waited until the right time to summon the new recruit, which arrive roughly 50 minutes unto the labor.

“This is gonna be fun.” Mary said.

[New Recruit: Yvonne Nells’s POV]

I woke up and felt that the bed had a different texture. Also, the smell of the air seemed different. I heard a voice… calling a name. I shook my head and stretched my hands before my eye could see. What I saw was something else. A woman.

The woman is thin and she has a long black hair and a beautiful face with her navy blue eyes and sexy lips, but I went down and thought that I should be getting a boner right now. The woman’s naked from the top, no clothing whatsoever. Her breast is just a sight to see, looking full of milk and jiggling, but not too big. I saw her large and round belly sticking like a sore thumb and tight gray sweatpants as her underwear clothing.

“Welcome, Yvonne… Now… Can you help me out, please?” The woman said, calling a name that is not my own, but she said it like she’s talking to me. I was confused, until I checked myself.

My hair had gotten longer; an ear length hair. I felt skinnier and I saw a slightly large breast on me. I checked further and saw a vagina. I’m a woman now.

What’s happening to me?! I thought.

The woman stood up and started walking out of the room slowly. She needed help. No time to process this right now. I got out of the bed and supported her while she guided me to where we should go. She pointed to the room left to the bedroom. We walked there, got in and what I saw was a room like any other.

The room looked like a birth suite, complete with birth ball, stool and birth bed. There’s towels stocked and mop to clean the wooden floor.

“Where are we?” I said, listening to my girl’s voice.

“My home. This is the room… where I work, technically. My name’s Mary.” The woman said.

“Work?!” I exclaimed.

“No time to explain. It’s coming… Hooo…” Mary said to me. The laboring woman sat, leaning to a wall, her left leg was upright and the right leg was on the floor. I came over her, despite the turn of events I’ve had.

‘What can I do, Mary?” I said.

“Nothing. Just accompany… me. Hoahhh… Ooooff..” Mary said.

I saw her large belly contracting. She must be close to give birth.

“Aren’t you going to take your pants off?” I said, preparing to take her pants off.

“Oh no no no. It’s been a while since I do this. The sensation is just amazing…” Mary said calmly. My confusion is on a whole new level now.

I saw her getting another contraction and heard a popping sound and a gush coming out of her. Mary contracted further and started making pushing noises.

“Is it coming?!” I asked. She nods.

I saw Mary pushing the baby inside her out. She didn’t seem to be in a pain despite her sounds.

“You can… ummmfff.. Touch me if you want. I won’t be mad.” Mary said.

“I can? Even… that?” I asked, pretty sure she knew what I meant. She nodded and continues her push.

I’m tempted to touch her, but after some consideration, my hand was on her belly. I felt the roundness of her belly and felt the softness, which aroused me. I felt the contraction starting and felt the belly getting hard and tight.

“That’s.. Awesome.” I said.

“You think? That’s just the appetizer. The main course is mmmf.. coming.” Mary said as she continued pushing.

I could see the womanhood starting to bulge slightly. I’m tempted to touch her vagina as well. My hand was approaching her vagina. She didn’t say anything, so I lightly touched the gap between her legs. I could feel her labia and the head just at the opening. Mary continued to moan as the baby was slowly coming out.

I couldn’t believe what I’m doing right now, touching a woman’s crotch while she’s giving birth. I’ve always fantasize about it, but I never thought that it would happen. I pulled my hand again and watched Mary give birth.

She continued her push and I could see the bulge was getting bigger with each push. The baby must be crowning right now. I saw Mary’s hand groping and patting her bulging crotch when she’s not pushing.

“Help me out! I’m changing position.” Mary said. I happily complied, as long as the entertainment goes on.

Mary turned around and went to hands and knees position. The bulge is much better looking here. Mary’s hand patted her crotch again.

“Do mmmff you wanna touch it? Just touch it, I don’t mind.” Mary asked.

She read my mind.

My hand approached the bulge and I touched it again, the bulge. I get a sense of what it felt, a bulge between your legs, a baby coming out of you. These sensations, making me want to experience it first hand. I felt the hand going down as Mary pushed the baby out. The head should emerge by now and Mary’s pushing the rest of the body out now.

Mary kept pushing relentlessly until the shoulder looked like it came out and the rest of the baby’s body came out soon after, bagging Mary’s pants. Mary turned around and pulled the baby out of the confines of the pants and I noticed that there’s no cord around. What’s going on here?

“Thanks for accompanying me, Yvonne.” Mary said to me.

“Your… welcome? But I have so many questions about this… thing. There are so many abnormalities that I couldn’t make sense.” I blabbered.

“All will be answered. Come. I’ll explain everything.” Mary said as she stood up and went to a baby basket on a corner of a room. She placed the newborn baby, closed the basket and waited before opening the basket again revealing that the baby was gone.

“Now.” Mary said, clearing her throat. “You are in the town of Lotho, far from civilization. Our mayor/founder, Ivolite has been trying to fight the declining birth rate. We gathered like-minded people, male or female in this self-sustaining town to become a breeder, giving birth to babies everyday and sent the babies to couples that want to have children, using the basket over there. The methods don’t matter, since we can play along with it. Your gender is changed to female when you’re here and you can stay here if you pass the test. Ivolite said that we won’t age much here either. That’s just the gist of it.” Mary explained.

So many information coming into me, I cannot compute all of it. A town full of pregnant women, Giving birth everyday?! This is beyond me.

But! A test, which will determine whether I could stay and satisfy my sexual desire? Count me in!

“What’s the catch?” I asked. No good things come without a trade off.

“Well, if you pass, you will no longer exist on Earth, legally. You’ll give birth everyday as work. If you failed it… then you’ll go back to your old life, knowing that you have failed the test. You will not speak about us or death will come to you. At least that’s what Ivolite said.” Mary said.

That’s not much of a trade, considering my life right now. I had quite the miserable life back home since I was jobless for several months now. I’m broke and my parents are gone anyway. I’ll have to ace the test.

“I’m in. What’s the test?” I asked.

“Well, if I followed the guidelines Ivolite had provided, then you’ll have to give birth to 50 babies. That’s what happened to me. But, I think it’s a bit too much, so for me. Give birth to 10 babies, single, twins, and the other 7 births are up to you. The first single and twins will be a pants birth, while the rest is optional. The room will be your playground, as in you can experiment anything. I will only watch you and maybe help you with some things.” Mary said.

10 babies?! I assume 1 baby is already a feat in itself, but 10 are pushing the limit. But it’s this or my miserable life. I’d probably don’t have much hope in my past life and this new life has so much to offer. I’ll have to win it.

“Let’s do it.” I said, full of determination.