The Species Imperative: A Post-Apocalyptic Pandemic Fantasy, page 14
They'd driven a couple hours up the 101 North and then hiked out into the woods. That night when they were camping, a group of women dropped off the usual basket of muffins and food, and the next day, they were led into the Grove.
They had watchers throughout the forests, watching to see who came into their domain. A relay network of short-wave radios was used to communicate between the scouts and Grove. Every day new groups of women, mostly refugees from the chaos down south, made their way up into the coastal forests.
We hiked for an hour, and the women got to a fire road, one of those narrow dirt tracks that crisscross the forests. I was super excited to see six four-wheelers sitting there, not just because it meant an end to our tough hike.
The older woman in charge of the group was named Rose. She was kind but no-nonsense as she directed the women and me to a four-wheeler. I meant to sit behind Melissa, having found a connection with the kind bubbly woman, but the priestess drew me to the last quad and told me to drive as she slid behind, clutching me with her slender arms.
We rode in silence for about an hour, up and down the mountain trails. When we crested a ridgeline, and a large basin filled with massive redwood trees opened up before us, I felt the girl behind me stir.
“We’ve made it to the Grove manling,” she said at me back, “Your presence will cause quite the stir amongst our women.”
“I’m used to that,” I said, “you mentioned a fertility clinic, what was that about?”
“Our Mistress had the great idea to try and use samples in a fertility clinic to impregnate some of our women. But unfortunately, the power was out at the clinic for weeks before we arrived, and all the samples were destroyed."
“What if you had fresh samples?” I asked, my mind working.
“Then we would have a couple hundred women clamoring to try,” the girl giggled against my back her small hand sliding down to my crotch and stroking my cock outside my pants, “but only if they can’t get impregnated the fun way.”
“It’s something to look into,” I said.
“We will bring it up with Danh. She's a pharmacist, and the closest thing we have to a doctor in the Grove."
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I drove down into the Grove and was stunned by what I found. The women here had been hard at work, building a self-sustaining community. On the north end were vast fields of crops, with a couple dozen women in short dresses moving about planting and tending to them. A large river cut through the east side of the valley, offering freshwater and irrigation for the crops.
Once beneath the cool canopy of trees, I found a town of tents, both large and small. Interspersed throughout were cooking fires with women tending to meals. There was even a sizeable outdoor showering area where big bags of warm water rained down gentle water. There were a couple of women bathing as we drove by, and they stared in wonder at me, not bothering to hide their naked bodies in their shock at seeing a man.
Our group drew stares from all over as we drove deeper into the Grove. Curious about the new group joining them when women noticed me on the last quad most stood silently and stared, too stunned for a reaction. Others voiced exclamations of surprise, loud prayers, or even tears when they saw me.
I’d never been in an ancient redwood grove before, or at least not one as magical as this one was. Everywhere I looked, it felt like I was in some elven paradise. Green moss covered the ground, along with lush ferns. The magnificent redwoods cast their cool shadows over everything and filled the air with the gentle rustling of their branches. The space between trees was ample, giving the impression that we were in a cathedral filled with thick columns.
The tents grew denser as we got to the eastern edge of the Grove, and then we rolled to a stop near a large clearing. The smell of pot smoke drifted through the who Grove, and I saw trailing lines of smoke as several groups passed around joints. The edges of the clearing were covered in brightly colored wildflowers, and the ground was thick with lush green grasses. A massive fire pit sat in the center surrounded by benches arrayed around it.
A small group of women waiting near the river’s edge, and I was reminded of the Queen and her councilors as I looked them over. At their center was a tall woman with thick platinum blonde hair. Her blue eyes found mine, and I saw such a depth of intelligence and passion within them that I felt a stirring within. Her wide smile revealed a set of perfect white teeth, and I saw her body was incredibly well proportioned with massive breasts, a narrow waist, and full hips. The women around her were a mixture of races. Most were older with greying or even white hair.
“Greetings,” said the tall blonde woman as we drew close, “I am Mistress Hillary, and you are all welcome to our Grove.”
“Thank you, ma’am,” I said, “We can’t tell you how grateful we are for the warm greeting.”
“A man…” she breathed her voice full of wonder, and a tittering came from the women around her. “The goddess has blessed us indeed to bring a man into our midst.”
I was entranced by the tall woman’s bright blue eyes as we stared at one another. I grew so flustered that Vanessa made the introductions. I’d seen many beautiful women over the past couple weeks, but nothing had prepared me for the Mistress of the Grove, Hillary.
Hillary introduced her council to us. Each woman was from a different field and a master of her craft. There were engineers, plumbers, nurses, just about every major profession you could think of was represented. The women were one and all confident and powerful, and I saw few signs that the madness we had seen in so many other women was evident here.
"It's only been two months," Hillary said, motioning around at the Grove, “and we’re not self-sufficient yet, but we plan to be within the year. Please, everyone, take a seat we would love to hear about the outer world and your travels.”
She led us over to the benches while women brought cups of tea for us. The woman who handed me my cup was a beautiful young Asian woman who nearly tripped because she was so busy staring at me. When I thanked her for the tea, her eyes grew wide, and she started breathing heavily. I thought she was going to jump me right there, but another of the servers led her away, whispering in her ears as they both continued to stare.
I sat sipping the tea and tried not to feel nervous as the clearing filled with more and more women, all of them ogling me with interest, whispering to one another, cheeks rosy. I caught several of the women slipping hands down into their pants, or under skirts and masturbating. I was stunned when I noticed, but none of the other women seemed to react as if it was strange.
Vanessa and I told our story, leaving very little out. We explained where we had come from and all that had happened to us on the way. Loren told them about her theories of the Species Imperative and how it was changing all of us. Also, about her suspicion that the desires changed once you were impregnated. When she revealed that she thought three of our women were pregnant, there was a loud commotion from all around the clearing, and it took a while for it to die down.
"If this is true," Hillary said, her voice stunned, "then it's vital you accomplish your mission, Vanessa… and we can have hope again for humanity’s survival. Oh, praise the Goddess!”
“Praise the Goddess!” Cries came from all round in response to her words.
“We attempted artificial insemination,” said a pretty older Asian woman. She was shaking her head as she pushed the glasses up her nose, "we haven't been able to find unspoiled sperm samples, however, and even if we did, the chances of the baby carrying the genetic markers to resist the virus would be slim.”
“I’d be happy to provide samples,” I said, “if you think it’s a real option.”
From the reactions I saw around the gathering of women, I realized they had been hoping this would be the case. The Asian woman grinned suddenly very animated as she began to speak rapidly.
"I could have the clinic powered up and running in a day. We could begin the procedure for all who are willing within the week."
“I’ll volunteer!” A woman shouted from the gathering, raising her hand excitedly.
“Me too!” Said another with breathless excitement.
“Hanh get on it,” Hillary said, “but first see if we have any more of the test kits in with your supplies, we should find out for certain if Loren’s theory is correct.”
“It is.” Said the priestess in her haunting voice.
“Yes, well,” Hillary said, obviously a little uncomfortable with the girl’s odd manners, “best to be certain. Melissa gather in all the sisters of the Grove we will have a Moot tonight and then a celebration after to welcome our guests.”
“Mistress,” said one of the councilors beside her, a pretty woman who looked remarkably similar to her mistress in face and body but shorter and with auburn hair, “If the Master… if Adam so wishes, is it possible to be… impregnated the natural way?”
“We are all free people here, Sarah," Mistress Hillary said chidingly, “Adam is free to take whomever he desires to his bed, or not if that's what he chooses. I hope the sisters of the Grove will show restraint and compassion for this man and all he's been through already."
"Yes, Mistress," Sarah said in agreement, her eyes burning bright with desire as they ran up and down my body.
“Let me say this now, for all to hear,” I said, "I've given this a lot of thought as we traveled the past couple days, and now with the prospect of artificial insemination, I’ve come to a realization.” I felt a moment of anxiety when I realized hundreds of eyes were now focused on me with an intensity, I’d never felt from so large a crowd.
“This new world requires changes to our old system of morals,” my cheeks grew hot as I realized what a lecherous man my words might make me seem to all these women I’d just met, but I went on regardless.
“You women are suffering, and it's within my power to heal it, at least in some small part. For that reason, I offer my… services… to any who wish.”
There was a great clamor of excitement from the assembled women, and it took Hillary a minute or two to quiet them back down.
“That is very generous of you, Adam," she said, bowing low to me, “if you would be so kind as to allow us to arrange things, we will ensure all who wish it, will be given the opportunity.”
Chapter 27
She broke up the meeting then, sending runners out to gathering those who hadn’t made it to the clearing. The women who had come with me were each surrounded by a small group that peppered them with questions. My ears burned when I overheard a few of them. They were quite frank in trying to learn what pleased me.
I found myself alone, most of the women either too shy or too intimidated to approach, and I wandered over to the river. The Grove was a peaceful place, and I closed my eyes, letting the warm sunlight and the sounds of nature calm me down. I didn’t realize until then just how much anxiety I’d been holding in. There were so many women here, and in the back of my head, I'd worried things would go poorly again.
I felt a presence at my side and looked over to find Hillary standing next to me with two of her councilors behind her.
“That was very generous offer you made,” she said, her cheeks coloring slightly as she looked out to the river, “I fear these women will keep you too exhausted to do much else for the foreseeable future.”
"Hopefully, Hanh has the Artificial Insemination Clinic up and running before they kill me," I said with a grin.
“Vanessa has to leave to find her friend,” Hillary said, “but we think you and your other companions should stay here, where you’ll be safe.”
“If I stay here for too long and word gets out, the Confederacy could come up here with tanks and planes," I said, "I wouldn’t want that to happen to this place.”
“Please give it some thought," she said, reaching out and resting one warm hand on my arm, "Here you would have food, shelter and safety and the freedom to do as you please. We would give you a place of honor as… our Master.”
There was an invitation in her words, and I turned to her, looking her full in the face. The woman was breathtakingly beautiful. Probably in her late thirties with a body that made my mouth go dry when I glanced down at it. She smiled shyly when she saw the desire in my eyes, and she glanced to her left and right.
The two beautiful women with her stepped up the three of them linking arms, large breasts pressed against one another, and they turned as one and began walking towards a small grotto on the shore of the river.
“Go with them, manling,” I was startled by the priestess who was suddenly there at my side, “Cleanse our leaders and prove your words to the women of the Grove.”
I glanced at Vanessa and saw her answering grin and nod. Then I followed after the three women. Most of those still in the clearing watched us go with mixed looks of envy, excitement, and curiosity.
I stepped into the grotto and found the three women talking quietly, small smiles on their faces that brightened when they saw me step in.
The sexual tension was thick in the air. For perhaps the first time, I felt totally confident and certain as I stepped up to the three women. Hillary was gorgeous in her platinum blondeness, and beside her was another blonde, dainty and delicate. The third woman had massive breasts, even more significant than Hillary, and chestnut-colored hair that hung long down her back, slender hips, and a tiny little ass. Hillary’s eyes went wide as I stepped close enough to smell the floral scent of her hair. I inhaled deeply and smiled, looking down into her gorgeous eyes.
I drew her into my embrace, and her gasp of surprise as our lips met, melted into a moan of pleasure. Her lips were thick and soft against mine, and my hands felt up the side of her perfect body, as my other hand reached out and pulled the other beautiful blonde counselor close to my side.
The women were shy at first, this having been their first group experience. Only the brunette showed any real skills when it came to sex, and I learned quickly that she was happy to help me teach her friends how to work my cock properly. The tiny blonde came fast and hard, and I pumped cum deep into her womb. She passed out and didn’t come around for long minutes.
The brunette I took more time with, taking her doggystyle as she screamed in pleasure, her kinky mind spitting out all sorts of nasty dirty-talk as we fucked. The little blonde licked and teased Hillary as I filled the brunette’s womb with cum, leaving her a shuddering convulsing mess.
Hillary pressed me down, her happy mouth sucking my dick clean and back to stiffness, before she climbed onto my hips, pulling me into her waiting depths. I was lost in her massive breasts and delicate kissing lips. I had been with so many lately but could count on one hand the times I had been affected on a soul level by the relations. Vanessa certainly, Loren and the Queen as well, and now with Hillary. My hands slid up and down her back, tears in her eyes as she moaned and laughed in joy, her hips slapping down into mine.
“The moment I saw you… I knew," she whispered in my ears, "… oh god, I'm cumming again… ngh! I knew I would love you… cum in me… please…. Oh god… cumming… again!”
I couldn’t hold back, and her sucking depths milked a massive load out of my cock, but she wasn’t done. I felt her whole body go stiff, but she clung to consciousness. I couldn't get enough of the woman, and the hunger to breed was intense in me. Growling, I rolled her over and spread her legs out wide. Watching in pleasure as my cock sawed in and out of her blonde pussy.
Hillary writhed under me, her head rolling back and forth, eyes rolled back up into her skull, so the whites showed. Her lips an ‘O’ of pleasure as she moaned incoherently. I held her hips and drove into her with powerful thrusts, watching her massive firm breasts sway back and forth. I was nearing my orgasm when I felt hands on me, and then little firm breasts pressed into my back.
“This will get her with child,” the priestess whispered behind me, “shoot… Now!”
Her little hands encircled my stomach playing along with my abs as I felt my balls tighten, and I flooded Mistress Hillary's womb with a massive blast of cum. The gorgeous woman relaxed beneath me, succumbing to pleasure and passing out.
My mind was heady with desire and wild passion. Just as it had been in the church with the Cult of the Old God, and on the island with the Queendom of Gaia, the sexual frenzy built upon itself. My cock was rock hard as I leaned back, pulled by the priestess to a standing position. Then a hot mouth was on my cock, and I looked down to see Hillary’s sister. The auburn-haired woman was nude, her body nearly identical to that of her older sister.
Looking up, I saw Vanessa and Loren ushering in a group of friends into the grotto. Four women who all held hands, whispering to one in breathless excitement. They paused when they saw the two groggy women just coming out of their cum-coma and their Mistress, passed out with a giant smile on her face. All of them grinned wide when they saw the woman on her knees, worshipping my cock and began flinging clothes aside as they hurried to join in.
Looking back, I saw the priestess slipping back into the dense ferns. The only thing the young woman wore except for a pair of tiny white panties, was a mischievous smile. She winked and blew me a kiss before disappearing from sight. Then my attention was brought back to the group, now pressing themselves against me. Vanessa joined in with them, and soon we were lost to the rest of the world.
After the group Vanessa brought, Nadia came with a group of three friends. Then it was Loren with a pack of young beauties. On and on the day went. In the evening, I rested, bathing in the river and eating a big meal, surrounded by chattering women I just bedded.
That evening the fire was built up, and guitars and drums were brought out. Women chanted, while others sang both old songs and new ones. Food was cooked and shared all around the gathering. Those who had been cured of the madness were more relaxed, while those who had yet to partake spoke excitedly about what was to come.
