Group Meeting:
Demetria comes walking into the meeting room where she spots eleven other pregnant women sitting in a circle in comfortable chairs. Among the group of women, she was the youngest. She couldn’t believe how many of them had been forced or raped by people they trusted. She didn’t have that problem, she wanted to become a woman and became pregnant on purpose.

She walks over to an empty chair and greets the other women. The chair she sat down in was comfortable. She watches as Dr. Swan and her pregnant assistant come walking into the meeting room. She knew Eira, Dr. Swan’s assistant had been raped by Eira’s stepfather. He was forcing Eira to carry on his name since Eira’s mother couldn’t have any more children. Eira’s mother had a miscarriage that had damaged her uterus and prevented her from having any more kids.

Dr. Swan looked at all twelve women who were in her support group. Some of them had been forcefully turned to become women to be used as breeding stock. The others had either been raped by members of their family or raped by strangers that wanted control. Her eyes rested on Demetria because her story was different.

Demetria had purposely become a woman and took an extremely strong fertility drug that would cause the person to become pregnant by multiple men. The drug had been developed by a company called Rexon Pharmaceutical. It caused any woman who had sex with multiple partners to become pregnant with that person’s baby.

According to Demetria’s file, she allowed herself to become pregnant by several men in their sixties and seventies. The drug that turned her into a woman, had turned her into a fourteen-year-old teenage girl. The reason she was sent to the vineyard, was one of the owners was doing a favor for a friend of hers who was a social worker and Demetria had been assigned to her.

Dr. Swan sits down in the chair reserved for her, with Eira sitting next to her. Eira was five months along with her stepfather’s baby inside of her. By the time she was rescued by social services, it was too late for her to get an abortion. Her stepfather made sure of that. She still hasn’t made up her mind on what she is going to do with the child yet.

“How is everyone feeling today?” Dr. Swan knew each woman was experiencing different symptoms with their pregnancy.

She starts with the nearest woman sitting near her and goes around the circle. When she gets to Demetria, she finds out that Demetria is enjoying being pregnant. She was carrying six different babies one from each man she had sex with. Dr. Swan knew that had raised some concerns when her sister examined Demetria.

By the time Dr. Swan got to Eira, she knew how Eira was feeling. Dr. Swan had been given custody of Eira by her friend. Dr. Swan knew Eira had relatives she could go and live with, but she didn’t want to.

The meeting lasted for three hours as each woman explained what they were feeling. Some of them have already decided that they were putting their child up for adoption. They didn’t want to have anything to do with the child once they were born. Out of the twelve, six of the women were keeping their babies and were going to raise them. Dr. Swan knew Blake Medical would make sure that they had the resources they needed to help those women.

As for the other women, that were giving their babies up. The adoption agency that the vineyard had would find suitable parents for them. Dr. Swan knew one couple that had already met with her and talked about adopting one of the babies.

After the meeting, Demetria heads for the pool area. She found out that her babies loved being in the water and so did she. She puts on a top that supports her milk-swollen breasts and that supports her belly right now her belly wasn’t very big at five months. However, she knew as she developed more, her belly would get bigger.

“Hey Demetria, how did your meeting go?” Crystal spots Demetria as soon as she walks into the changing room.

She just came from outside and wanted to cool off. It was hot and she had been sweating like a pig. She starts stripping out of her sweat-soaked clothes and steps under the shower to rinse off, before putting her swimsuit on.

“It was fine. I don’t think Dr. Swan and the other ladies approve of me having sex and getting pregnant by a bunch of old men old enough to be my grandfather.” Demetria was watching Crystal as she scrubbed her body.

If she was still a male, she would try to seduce Crystal and get into her panties. But she wasn’t and she did enjoy everything all those old men did to her body. Some of the things they did to her, she had never heard about.

“Well, I can’t say I disagree with them, Demetria. Having sex with a bunch of men that old would even turn me off. How did they even manage to get it up and impregnate you?” Crystal knew men could produce semen till they die, but being that old diminishes how potent their semen would be.

“The miracle of modern chemistry. I injected a drug into their penis and the thing they knew was how big and potent their semen became while inside of me.” Demetria remembers letting several men cum in her mouth and making her swallow it.

“Why did you do it?” Crystal knew why her stepmother did what she did to her.

Her stepmother couldn’t inherit the money her birth father left her if she was still alive. So, she turned her into a girl and said she wasn’t who she claimed to be. Her stepmother had several men she knew to attack and beat her until she passed out. They left her for dead in some woods afterward. If a hunter hadn’t found her and tended to her wounds, she would have died.

“For the money, and I have always wanted to know what it was like to carry babies inside of me. I have always wanted to be a woman and just produce babies. I don’t know why, but it's something I have always thought and felt about.” Demetria has always wanted to feel what it's like to carry another human being inside her body.

When she was a male, she always tried to impregnate her girlfriends and such, just to see what they experienced. However, several of them caught onto what she was doing and left her. That was when she hatched the plan to experience everything herself with all these new drugs that were coming out.

“But having babies is just one aspect of being a mother. Now you have to raise and nurture them for the rest of their lives. Did you ever think about that?” Crystal finishes her shower and starts putting her skimpy swimsuit on.

“Yeah, and to be honest. I don’t mind. I just feel I was cheated out of being a woman. Plus, if I can help some old man have an offspring to continue their name. Why not charge to do it.” Demetria didn’t mind charging rich men to use her body to be a baby factory. That was why she had a hard time relating to some of the women in the support group.

Crystal shakes her head at Demetria’s response. She thinks her friend had a screw or two loose. Maybe she would understand better if she wasn’t forced to become what she was.

The drug her stepmother injected her with gave her a killer body. But it didn’t make up for everything her stepmother did to her. Especially, having a bunch of men beat her to the point where she might have died.

“Well, I hope you have enough money to support your children because having so many is going to be expensive and draining.”

“Oh, I do. Once I’m done here, I’m thinking about moving to a small country town.” Demetria starts walking out of the changing room.

Crystal follows behind her friend. She was hoping the job she applied for here at the vineyard would come through. She liked working with the crew here.

The two of them walk over to a bunch of lounge chairs and lay their towels down. Crystal looks at Demetria “Come on Daisy Duck. Let’s go and enjoy the pool for a while.”

Demetria knew Crystal called her Daisy Duck, because of how she had a slight waddle to her walk. She’ll show Crystal who the duck was in the pool.

“Okay, frog girl. Let’s get swimming.” Demetria walks towards the pool.

A smile appears on Crystal’s face as she follows Demetria towards the pool. The two of them ease into the water because of how cold the water feels. Afterward, they start chasing each other and splashing each other.