Breeding House

Chapter one

"Welcome to the breeding house, do you have an appointment?" The blonde receptionist asks, staring blankly at the laptop in front of her.  She had beautiful features, large breasts, porcelain skin,  but the voice of a twenty year smoker.

"Yes. Last name Thomas. Bryan Thomas." A tall man, with dark hair, beautiful hazel eyes says softly to her.

She nods, typing in his information. "Have a seat." She says, pointing to the chair a few feet away. She picks up a phone, inaudibly speaking to the person on ten other end.

Bryan sits down, adjusting his suit jacket sleeves. He was nervous. For what reason. It's not like he had traveled halfway around the world to be able to have his son. The heir to the TECH co. Fortune. 298 billion dollars to be exact. This was the only place that he will be able to fulfill the need of his heir.  From California to Romania to breed a woman to carry his seed.

"Hello Bryan! I'm Melissa , It's wonderful to finally meet you!" A beautiful woman with auburn hair says coming out in a perfectly tailored suit. "Please step into my office." She says as she leads the way. "Have a seat." She says gesturing to the large leather armchair in front of the solid oak desk.

Bryan notices the amount of jewelry she's wearing. A large diamond engagement ring, it's about 10 carats. A diamond encrusted wedding band on its own it was 5 total carats. Diamonds must be her best friend, she also had a diamond tennis bracelet, necklace, and large stud earrings. She must bring in the big bucks, or she's married to a billionaire.

"So, mister Thomas, let's go over some things." She says, pulling up something on her laptop, a monitor mirroring her screen. On the screen she opens up a file labeled "breeder paperwork."

Bryan brings a cigarette to his lips, lighting it slowly as he looks at the screen. That's how you could tell he was nervous, he was smoking. He wanted everything to go perfectly. He had the money, he could afford this service. Malissa pushes an astray towards him as she brings the contract up on the screen.

"We currently have five available women. Some are currently menstruating, others are ovulating. Once we get the payment settled I'll take you to meet them." She says highlighting some lines on the screen. "The fee is $90,000 base line."

Melissa nods her head, looking across at him. Bryan rubs his forehead, sighing nervously before gesturing for her to continue.

"That will cover the price of the woman, her medical care, the cost of the birth, as well as moving her to a different part of the building so that she's able to live comfortably during her pregnancy." Melissa highlights another portion. "This is insurance, that will add $30,000 onto your bill."

Bryan looks shocked. "$30,000?! Are you out of your fucking mind!? I pay $20 a week for my insurance!" He stands up, towering over Melissa, at almost 7', he towers over anyone.

Melissa stands up, 6' tall in her Louis Vuitton stiletto heels. "Have a seat mister Thomas." She growls. "You do not intimidate me."

That was Bryan's specialty. Intimidation. He slinks back into the armchair. Before looking at the screen.

"This will cover any illness, any issues brought on because of pregnancy, miscarriage, still birth. It will also allow you to try again without another payment of $90,000 if she does not become pregnant. Out of 1,500 pregnancies, we've had 20 miscarriages and or stillbirths." Melissa highlights the next paragraph. "Would you like to check up on the woman carrying your child?" She asks.

"Of course. I want to be updated on my seed. I want the sonograms, the photos, and I'll want to spend time with the woman bringing my child into the world." Bryan says crossing his arms huffing.

"Oh Mr.Thomas It's not like you'll fall for her, she's just a breeding cow. You impregnate her, get your baby, then you never see her again. Now.. even still if you'd like to check in on your cow. That'll be $20,000." Melissa says. "Will that be cash or check?"

Bryan sits up, pulling his checkbook out of his breast pocket. "Check." He says coldly. He fills out a check for $140,000, before passing it to Melissa.

She grins, plugging things into her laptop before scanning it in. "Congratulations on the start of bringing a child into the world. Now before we allow you to impregnate one of our girls we must check you for any communicable diseases."

Bryan looks confused. "I sent my medical records before I came." He says unsure.

"This is just to check if you've caught anything in the past month." Melissa says assuringly as she places a specimen cup on the desk. "If you take this to the private bathroom, I'll need a semen sample and then once you're done a nurse will draw blood."

Bryan takes the clear cup labeled with his first and last name, as well as his date of birth. He looks at Melissa, smiling wide with a shit eating grin. "Can I get a hand?" He says trying to be seductive.

Melissa laughs at him, before shaking her head. Her beautiful hair flowing as she does. "There are magazines in the bathroom." She barks, pointing to the door at the opposite side of the room.

Bryan saunters over to the bathroom, attempting to slam the door behind him, but it closes slowly. "What a waste of perfectly good semen!" He thinks to himself as he drops his pants. He pulls out his phone before going onto pornhub. He finds his favorite video. A short statured girl, being impregnated, and is quickly aroused. Bryan had always believed that women were only good for a few things, baring children, housework, and taking care of him, however he never found anyone that met his standards. Short statured, good teeth, a beautiful olive skin complexion, light eyes, and chubby. He found women with thick thighs, and a round plump behind very attractive, he wasn't put off by stretch marks, or freckles. There's a knock on the door, drawing his attention from the video.

"Mister Thomas? Is everything ok? You've been in there for quite sometime.." A soft spoken voice calls from the other side of the door.

Bryan was close to his climax, he lets out a grunt before spewing a large load of his baby juice into the specimen cup, and placing the lid on it tight. "Yes, just a moment." He says as he pulls up his pants, readjusting his still hard member to make it less noticeable before stepping out from the bathroom.

"Hi, I'm Anna, I'm just here to collect your specimen and take your blood for the lab." Says beautiful girl with platinum blonde hair, and ice blue eyes. Her scrubs fit her just the right way, but she wasn't what he was interested in. Bryan removed his jacket, before rolling up the sleeves on his dress shirt and taking a seat.

Anna cleans his forearm all the way to his inner elbow before she ties a rubber tourniquet around his bicep, looking for the perfect vein. "Alright sir, make a fist." She says poking at his arm. "And you'll feel a pinch." Anna inserts the needle into his arm, the tube slowly tickles with blood before she removes the tourniquet. "You did great." She says smiling. Four vials of blood full, and Anna is finally done. She removes the needle before placing a cotton ball over the site, then bandaging it with medical tape.

"Thank you Anna, you were very kind." Bryan says genuinely. By now he would've hit on her any chance he got, but he wants that beautiful girl of his dreams, and while she is beautiful, that's not what he wants.

He rises from the chair before being greeted by Melissa. "Now that you're all taken care of, I'll take you to meet our girls."