Cara's new life journey

"Dominic and Cara, if you could come this way." The receptionist looked down at the young man and woman who were sitting nervously in the waiting room. The blonde-haired girl nudged the man beside her and the young couple followed the girl down a small corridor to a door with a sign that read -

Priscilla Kennedy - IVF specialist.

Once the slim leggy girl and her companion were seated the receptionist left closing the door behind her.

A middle-aged lady sat behind the desk with short dark hair and glasses, she was reading a file, and glanced up when she reached the end. The couple did not speak during this time which the lady took as a sign of submissiveness. She enjoyed the sight of their weakness, knowing she could dominate the meeting from the start. The young girl ran a hand through her hair, unaware she was doing it, she wore a blouse with the first two buttons undone showing a hint of the pale smooth skin underneath and jeans. The young man shuffled uncomfortably in his chair, male pride feeling emasculated the clinician thought. He was going to feel a lot worse by the time his wife was corrupted.

"Ah hello Dominic and Cara, I was just reading your application which you submitted on to our IVF procedure list. You have been married a year and went through standard IVF treatment but ran out of funding?"

"Yes, my wife and I are desperate to have a child, but the cost of treatment is so high and then we heard about your free outreach program."

"Yes, it is funded by our wealthy patroness." She indicated a portrait on the wall of the billionaire lesbian Sarah. Either side of her were two portraits of women holding babies. In one a Latin woman rocked her baby to sleep, but the eye was drawn to the slit in the dress she wore that showed a long slim leg in a tall high heel, the other showed an Asian woman reclining on a bed, breast feeding, her legs spread in a sexual invitation. As the married couple looked at their benefactress their eyes were drawn to the other portraits.

"It is conditional of course on testing and agreement to abide by our rules, but I think I can approve treatment subject to interview." Priscilla had taken the opportunity of them checking out the portrait to check out Cara, happy with the swell under her blouse and keen to unwrap what she estimated were 34b breasts.

"Yes, we are happy for that." He turned to his wife who nodded agreement and continued. "They say you have a 100% success record."

"We do. You are obviously aware that normal success rates can be about 25-30% however we take a different approach that has proven successful. I notice you say in your form that you would ideally like a boy, however I have to stress that because of the treatment of the egg here, it kills off male chromosomes and results in all outcomes being female."

"We just want a baby." The wife had finally spoken, and Priscilla could hear the yearning in her voice.

"Of course, you do and with our help you will soon have a baby girl. Now we do stress that whilst this is free, there are conditions, the main one being confidentiality and privacy. We do ask that you sign a form committed to undertaking that condition with a million-dollar penalty for revealing any of our practices. This is to safeguard us from unscrupulous competitors copying our methods."

"We won’t mention anything we promise." Cara said with conviction.

"I am sure but even amongst yourselves there may be conversations that somehow allow our clinic’s confidentiality to be breached. We ask that you agree not to discuss your own procedures and help us to maintain our 100% record."

There was a look of hesitation between the couple. "We don't keep secrets from each other." The husband had found his voice again.

"That is wonderful, but we have to insist on this clause, you are both free to leave the program at any stage including now, without any form of recompense, but it will prohibit you from returning in the future."

"Can you give us an idea of what the difference is?"

"Well, I can only be specific with the person having the procedure but basically we extract in the normal way, we ask the male to give a vigorous sample which some wives do not wish to see and then we replace as deeply as we can to ensure definitive success which again some husbands don't wish to know about. What I can say is every step of the way you are given the choice to proceed, and should you refuse all we ask is you adhere to the confidentiality agreement."

"I suppose we can darling." Dominic looked to Cara for approval who smiled and gave a nod.

"Yes, we are happy to proceed." The husband tried to take control of the meeting once more.

"Excellent." The woman slid two forms across. "Then if you can sign here, here and here." she dabbed with a pen.

"Now then, we asked you to complete charts of your ovulating period which I believe Cara is at its peak in two days?"

"Yes, it is."

"That is why we schedule these meetings as close to the time as possible, there is no time to lose, if you would like to say your goodbyes, I will have you escorted to your various rooms ready."

"You mean we have to leave each other now? We have no change of clothes." There was uncertainty on the wife and her husband was also mustering up the courage to protest.

"Why of course, we need to pre-treat you both and extract ready for first insemination tomorrow. There are gowns for during your treatment, and you will have your clothes returned on completion. We must act fast to maximize our success rate. It may seem rushed but by the time you leave you will be pregnant."

Dominic wanted to say something, but his wife was already turning to him with a big smile on her face. With little option he dismissed the alarm bells that were going off in the back of his mind and returned her smile.


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Dominic followed the twenty something woman down a corridor to his room, taking sneaky glances at her body as he trailed her. She led him into his room and indicated a gown.
"If you can undress fully and put that on, I will be back in two minutes."  The short haired brunette gave him a smile and left the room.
He quickly changed in case she stuck to that timescale, but it was another five minutes before she returned.
"One of the things we don’t explain to wives is the device we use on their husbands, they are liable to get jealous if they see them enjoying themselves. Now if you can lie down, please." She waited for him to lie down and then took a VR headset out of the cupboard. She placed it over his face and secured it.
"Feel free to swipe until you find a scenario that helps you, now I will be fitting a suction over your penis, which will remove your sperm ready for treatment."
He felt her hand deliberately cup his balls and run along his rapidly hardening cock before slipping on a tube which seemed to seal itself around him. He would not tell Cara about that she might think he enjoyed it.
Different clips were shown, and it seemed nothing was getting him to maintain his rigidity. He was not aware that a spray was deliberately stopping him from getting hard. Finally, a clip was played of two women making love, one of which looked very similar to his wife. He wanted to resist but suddenly felt his cock groan into life. As he watched his wife’s doppelganger get fucked by her lover with a strapon it felt like the suction was timed to each thrust, with every thrust his wife took the suction took from him, he watched his wife’s double climax as he shot his load down the tube, unaware it would be dumped in a waste tray the other end. As he lay back in post-coital bliss a drug was injected into his cock knocking him out instantly.

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Cara was led to her room, facing a beautiful four posted bed and the light pink short nighty and matching underwear that lay on it.
"Is that for me to wear." She said a little uncertain why something so blatantly inappropriate was put out for her to wear.
"The treatment here is measured in exact percentages, the outfit will allow you to feel beautiful and relaxed, it raises the effectiveness of the treatment by an extra few percent. Everything that happens here adds up to the overall hundred percent effective result we promise."  The dark-skinned woman looked at her as if it was such an obvious thing that Cara immediately dropped her guard. It did make sense she thought.
When the woman was gone, she undressed and slipped the underwear and very short nighty on, feeling a little naked but also looking at herself in the mirror and accepting her beauty.
She looked out of the window until the woman returned. She carried a glass with a pink liquid in it.
"If you can just drink this it helps you relax." She gave her a smile as she said it.
Cara drank the drink down quickly. "It tastes a little of strawberries but with a tang I can’t quite place."
"I am sure you will recognize it by the end of your treatment; it's our secret recipe." She laughed and Cara laughed with her.
"Thank you, now we have to make sure that when we have your husband’s specimen that it is able to fertilize within seconds, so if you can lay down, I will just show you the equipment we will use."
"I am a bit nervous, well scared even." The young bride blurted out.
"That is understandable but let the drink relax you, make yourself comfortable on the bed, you should feel a nice warm glow spreading through you."
"Oh yes, I am now it feels nice." She lay back her head onto a pillow, one leg bending, the short nighties edge now resting on her panties. "I feel tingly all over, can I have some more of that drink it tastes lovely."
"Yes, you will have plenty to drink, can you still taste it on your tongue."
"I can, it’s delicious I wish I could remember what it is."
"Later my darling, you will have as much as you can drink." The assistant lifted the wife’s arm and dropped it. "Now we need to start your treatment, this is no more unpleasant than making love to your husband. This is what we will use to extract and replace the egg."
She brought out what Cara first thought was a ten-inch dildo.
"We allow the patient to use this themselves to allow them to relax for the procedure." She put it in Cara's hands, now I will leave you to get used to it. When you are ready the device will extract harmlessly."
Cara felt the drink kick in relaxing her to the point of drowsiness.

“Let me help remove these for you.” She heard a voice it seemed to come from miles away. She was briefly aware of fingers easing her panties down and then an overwhelming urge to fuck ran through her. She slowly slid the dildo into her wet snatch, sliding it in and out with an almost primeval need.
"If you are struggling, I can help you." She wanted to say she would manage but it became an effort and soon the toy was taken from her hand, and she felt it slide into her.
"You relax and let me take care of you." She spread her legs as the dildo seemed to have a mind of its own, knowing exactly how far and how fast to go to make it pleasurable. She looked up barely focusing into the eyes of her assistant who smiled down at her as she brought her nearer and nearer to climax.
Finally with a cry she came feeling her juices flow.
"There we go my darling, that was nice wasn’t it. Now relax and taste. She placed the dildo against the blonde's lips who sucked it inside. "Remember the taste my darling and fade to sleep."