Author: Sterling Title: Uteri Summary: Synopsis: A typo and a little judicial bribery make Dick the owner of all the uteri (plural of uterus) in a small country. How does a guy enjoy use of a uterus he owns? By use of a certain right of way, he deposits semen at its entrance. What is the customary way to do that? Shuttling a certain organ back and forth in the right of way. What grows within? Babies. This is the tale of Dick's conquests -- interspersed with legal commentary. Keywords: MF Mf Mg gi cons non-con pedo rape coer het humor lght 1st preg NOTICE: This story contains explicit sex. First posted 7/19/2010, new header added 8/26/2010. I'm always eager for comments, whether good, bad or mixed. Comments to sterling27@live.com. I have written many other stories and they can all be found at /files/Authors/Sterling/ You are welcome to copy this story if you include the entire text unchanged, including this notice. If you tell me where you have re-posted it, I can enjoy knowing it is appreciated and perhaps enjoy the feedback the story gets where you re-post it. Sterling And now, our feature presentation. Enjoy! ================================================================== Uteri "OK, class, listen! Quiet please!" The teacher clapped her hands. The class quieted. "Would all the girls who get inspected by Mr. Lovely raise your hands?" About half of the girls lifted a hand. "OK, during free period, Mr. Lovely will take you one by one behind the screen there to inspect you. OK?" There were groans. Not all men enjoy the idea of touching young girls in a sexual way. Maybe most don't. But Richard Lovely did. He adored it, and he could never get enough. Not that he had anything against adolescents or grown women. He adored them too, and could never get enough of them either. ------------------ "Bend over, Patty," he said to the surly girl. She did, and he tugged her panties down. He patted her butt and stroked it a little, then spread her little labia and pushed his little finger up inside. The little girl pussy lips pressed inward, but then her tissues parted and his little digit slid up inside her. He felt her little cervix, tapped it a few times, then slid back and forth several times. The girl squirmed with discomfort. "Hold still!" he hissed. She did. He pressed in and out for maybe half a minute, realizing he felt a certain satisfaction to see the expression of distaste on her face. Little Sandy smiled shyly as she walked in behind the curtain. She kind of liked this dirty play. "Come here sit, on my lap." She sat facing away from him, and he put her legs outside his so they were spread very wide. He slowly stroked the insides of her smooth thighs, his hand gliding up higher under her yellow dress each time. Then they could both see her panties. "Hold them to the side, sweetie," he said. She reached down and held the crotch of her panties over to the right so her tender little flaps were visible. She gave a little giggle. Mr. Lovely stroked up and down outside of them a few times, then spread them apart with his left fingers, and then moved his greased right little finger into her feminine parts. "Ready?" he asked. She nodded. He pressed inside, deeper and deeper. She looked at him and giggled, feeling naughty. He reached the end of her baby pussy and felt the little knob of her uterus, then slid back out. On the way out he dragged his finger up her slit to her little clit and gently rubbed back and forth a few times. She giggled, as usual, but there was something more this time, he thought. Cathy appeared before him, sporting a shy but slightly mischievous smile. "If I just rest my hand here, with my little finger sticking up, do you think you can wiggle yourself around to take it inside?" The nimble Cathy pulled her jeans and panties off, then hopped up onto the padded table and started wiggling her little pelvis as she moved it towards his finger. She pulled her own pussy lips apart with one hand and grabbed his finger with the other, and after a few false starts, slid herself down onto him. He was delighted. His penis felt very hard in his pants. "Very good!" he said, and Cathy smiled with pride. Vanessa was another of the little adventurous ones. "I'll give you another of those candies if you let me kiss it again this time," he said. She nodded enthusiastically, and pushed back on the bed after pulling her pants and panties down to her ankles. With her privates so willingly exposed, Dick moved in. His tongue worked its way into her slit. He poked around and into her pussy hole a few times, then licked her clit, slowly. She started to laugh, then closed her eyes and smiled. After a minute, he said, "OK, thank you!" "You could do it longer if you wanted!" she said. This was the moment he had been waiting for. He smiled and moved his head back between her legs. He kept licking her clit, over and over. She started moaning. "That feels so good, Mr. Lovely!" He lifted his head up long enough to say, "You can call me Dick," before returning to his luscious dessert. "OK, everyone to your seats!" called the teacher. Vanessa groaned but sat up reluctantly. As Mr. Lovely smoothed her dress, she planted a kiss on his lips before she went to rejoin her class. -------------------- The limo pulled up to the curb, and the driver emerged to accost mother and daughter on the sidewalk. "Good day, ma'am. Your daughter here is Michelle," he said, "and she turned four years old last month, is that correct?" The woman said nothing, which he took for assent. Michelle hid behind her mother's skirts. "She's old enough for inspection," the man said. The mother had been dreading this day. "Please, sir... she is such a young girl!" "I am sorry, the rules are clear. Right this way," he said, indicating the door of the van. The woman took a deep breath, then squatted to Michelle's level. "We have to let the nice man inspect you," she said. "What does that mean?" "He's going to look in your ... private parts." The woman looked up at the man. "Can I come in too?" she asked. "No, that is not permitted." The woman grasped her daughter's hands and looked into her eyes, "Do just what the man says, and they say it doesn't take long. I'll see you in just a minute, OK?" Michelle nodded, knowing she wasn't going to like whatever this was. The driver ushered her behind a curtain, where she met another man. "Hi, Michelle," the man said, sweetly. "How are you today?" "OK," she mumbled, looking down. "Lie down here and pull down your panties," he said in a conspiratorial whisper. This felt bad and wrong to her, but she had to do it. Her mother had said so. She reached up under her pink sundress and pulled her panties down, then lay back on the bed. "Legs wide apart," said the man, again whispering, as he lifted her dress up. He was looking right between her legs! He then reached into his pocket and squeezed some stuff on his little finger and rubbed it around so it got shiny. She then felt him touching her little peepee flaps and holding them apart, then she felt pressure as the little finger poked her down there. She winced as it suddenly went in. It hurt, but not too much. His finger then slid up inside her! It wasn't where the poop came out, and it wasn't where the pee came out. It was a different place! How could that finger keep going? She felt a little sore. Mostly she just didn't want his finger up there at all. But her mother had said she had to do what he said. Then his finger hit something in her inner place. She felt the finger wiggling back and forth inside her, but she also felt some part of her wiggling around. "Ah," he said. "Just where it's supposed to be. Feels healthy." "What is?" she asked timidly as his finger kept wiggling inside her. "Your uterus. Or rather, my uterus." She looked puzzled, and he smiled. "I own that little thing you feel me poking. And I'm poking my finger up here to inspect it." He withdrew his finger, and she felt relief to have the intruder gone. "You can go now!" Michelle rapidly put herself together and quickly exited the van. The man smiled as he heard the mother and daughter reunion outside. He loved doing that to a girl for the first time. His hard cock twitched in his pants from the excitement. -------------------- Here is how it all started. A very popular electronic device known as the uLovey was a wild hit. It was like a Wii, an iPhone, an iPod and a Kindle, all blended with suitable new elements and flair to make an irresistible package. Children and adults loved it. The company that made the uLovey was run by the tycoon Nathan Lovely. "Lovely" was not the sort of last name you usually associate with a tycoon, but over the years it had contributed to his success. It had a subtle psychological effect on his competitors, who underestimated his shrewdness. The commercial success of the uLovey begged for imitation. An upstart company developed the Eturi, a very similar device. The Lovely Corporation sued for patent infringement, and as part of a court settlement, all of the Eturi were destroyed or transferred to the Lovely Corporation. Nathan had but one child, Richard. Richard showed little interest in business, preferring instead a life of dissipation in worldly pleasures. He would be a disappointing successor. Nathan mused occasionally about a long-term plan for the Lovely Corporation after his passing, but he was only 55, healthy and vigorous, so it was not a pressing concern. Nathan died when his corporate jet crashed, leaving Richard holding a controlling interest in the Lovely Corporation. Richard was content to leave the running of the corporation in the hands of Nathan's capable managers, although he did review decisions. ----------------------- "I've got one to lighten your day, Dick." "Do tell!" "It seems that in the nation of Gale's Vineyard --" "Never heard of it." "It is quite small. Located in the Irish Sea." "Whatever. What about it?" "They have their own legal system, you see, and in line with the patent suit we won, they too have their version of the international decree. However, there was a typographical error. Instead of 'Eturi', it ended up in the legal documents as 'Uteri'." "OK, a typo." "Do you know what 'uteri' means?" "No..." "It's a plural form of 'uterus', you know, where babies grow." "Yes, I know what a uterus is!" "Well, technically, you don't own any electronic devices on Gale's Vineyard. You own the innards of all the women!" "Lucky me." It was worth a laugh. That night he mused about this little joke. Dick hadn't thought much about uteri before. He thought a lot about women's bodies -- boobs, curvy hips, all the soft wet stuff between their legs, and most magnificent of all, their cunts. He didn't just think. With lavish financial incentives, he had three regular mistresses. Through charm, a hint of blackmail here or there, and mostly money, he got women into his bed for one-night stands. Teenagers sometimes. Young teenagers. That part was all very hush-hush. He fucked them all, and he loved it. The next morning he brought up diagrams on the web. They showed just where the uterus was. During a pregnancy sequence, he could see it expand from a little fist to basketball size. He had felt them now and then. The little knob at the top of the vagina was called the cervix, and that was part of the uterus. He had felt them with an exploring finger, and sometimes he felt them with his cock. Doing some luscious morsel from the rear, he sometimes felt it. With his deepest thrust, his tip sometimes rode up into a special cavity at the end. The constriction was made by the firm cervix sticking up into the vagina. Spurting with his tip lodged in that cave within a cave was especially satisfying. He imagined with amusement what it would be like to tell a woman he owned her cervix and wanted to visit it! Then he imagined doing it with dozens of women... hundreds of women. It was all just a typo, of course. He brought up "Gale's Vineyard" in Wikipedia and followed links from there. The land was not rich. But many of the citizens -- OK, what he looked at were the girls -- were very attractive. Mostly blond with blue eyes. What if... His father had built his empire in part by getting an outrageous legal decision in his favor -- the Lovely Robot earned certain rights as a person. He was his father's son. Why not see what he could do? The Gale's Vineyard legal system was archaic and arcane, with many features little changed from the Middle Ages. Corruption was far from unheard of. The corporate attorneys didn't believe he was serious at first. When they realized he was, they told him it was a personal matter and not within the Corporation's business. Dick had plenty of money to look for his own lawyers. The most prominent politely declined to represent him. But a firm of young and hungry lawyers took his case. The Savior's Moot Clan Convocation served as the supreme court of Gale's Vineyard. Meeting as customary in medieval full body armor, they ruled that Richard Lovely did in fact own all the uteri within the nation. Just before that announcement, the company that used to provide ferry service to the island canceled it. That company had shortly before been sold at a very handsome profit to the Lovely Corporation, which then ran only its own private boats to the island. They carried cargo related to the Corporation's business. Occasionally they invited private citizens to take passage. As Gale's Vineyard had no airport, the only way in or out of the country was by special invitation of the Lovely Corporation. -------------- Rita was a pretty girl, ten years old. She had shoulder-length black hair, blue eyes, and a prominent nose -- but still quite beautiful. Twin swellings on her chest showed that she was just on the cusp of puberty. She had not allowed Richard to inspect her during his last attempt, and the courts had issued a restraining order, or rather an order of restraint. So now as he entered the little bedroom, her feet were tied way out to the sides, holding her legs apart. "I hate you!" she yelled. "I can have them gag you too," he said, and Rita quieted. "I merely want to inspect my property! Why couldn't you cooperate? Here you are, restrained and perhaps feeling a bit humiliated?" Rita groaned and closed her eyes. "Well, let's see what the right of way looks like ... Oh, very nice!" he said. "Look, a little fuzz! I can't wait until you're old enough that I can breed you!" Rita wailed. "But let's see how big you are inside. You didn't want to get yourself wet to smooth the passage, so I guess I have to." He lay beside her, looking into her eyes as he slid his hand lazily over her inner thighs before converging on her labia. For a minute he just slid his fingers up and down outside her outer lips in an undulating motion. "Can you feel that, Rita? Your body is getting signals. 'Time to get ready for sex!'" Rita cried and looked away. Dick gently worked her flaps apart with his thumb and little finger so he could put the others inside. "You're not wet yet, but let's see what happens. .. There, that's a nice rhythm, don't you think? I bet that feels good. Or it would if you let it." Rita stopped crying and retreated to a simple pout. "Feel how sensitive that is, all around the opening to your vagina? And feel that little thrill when I get to the top?" Dick had quite a bit of experience with young pussies, and had a good idea just what gentle touch and rhythm could make an adolescent clit glow. Rita kept on pouting, though she forgot to for several seconds at a time. "Does that feel good, Rita?" Rita decisively shook her head and started crying softly. "Oh, but what do I feel here? Your little pussy is wet. I can feel the wet seeping out. That's your body's instinct to smooth the way so a penis can slide up within you. Within a couple years you'll be ready for that... But now you're ready for the inspection." Dick sat up and with his left hand held her pussy lips open. Then he slid in the little finger of his right hand. As he pressed slowly, the digit disappeared up within the girl's body. "Mmmm, pinky goes very easily. Now let's try ring man... Yes, very smooth. Now pointer.... Mmmm. Now, tall man... Ah, yes! Just at the end I can feel tall man touching my property. Just where it ought to be. "Now, let's try something new. I'm going to put in pinky and ring man together, OK?" "No!" Rita whimpered. The smallest pair of fingers slid in. Dick felt a little resistance, and Rita winced. He stopped the intrusion and waited, then slid them in a little farther, and Rita didn't wince any more. Very gradually and gently he separated the two fingers just a little. Rita didn't react. After a minute, Dick removed his fingers. "OK, sweetie. All done! Now that wasn't so bad, was it? Wouldn't it be easier to just let me do it and not have to be tied up like this." Rita said nothing, looking down with quivering lip. Dick thought that she would learn, her cunt would expand, and soon he would get to fuck her. -------------- Alice was an unmarried young woman and widely considered attractive. Dick had just shown her to one of his chambers and closed the door behind him. He was going to enjoy his property. As was usual with any property surrounded on all sides by another's property, the abutter had to provide a right of way. Otherwise, one could hardly be said to own the property! The only convenient right of way for access to a uterus was obvious. All avenues of legal recourse for Alice had been exhausted. Alice could not prohibit access based on her own intimate connection with the right of way. No harm from Dick's use of the right of way overrode his right, since with proper preparation the right of way would not be damaged. Alice's lawyers had stalled for time by requiring the investigation of other possible rights of way, but the courts had had enough of that. Even an abdominal incision, if a poor female had found that preferable, would not provide access to the natural entry point of Dick's property, which was clearly located in the upper vagina. Dick had taken Alice to his quarters before, and she had resisted his attempt to even inspect his property. The courts had ruled that struggling against the use of the right of way constituted a violation of giving reasonable access. He had tried once again and Alice had showered him with invective. The courts had ruled that that invective too interfered with his enjoyment of the property. The courts were clearly unhappy with delaying tactics and had threatened her with imprisonment for contempt of court. Dick had not only the right to inspect, as he had with Michelle and Rita, but he also had the right to enjoy use of his property. He had not claimed that this meant literal enjoyment such as the pleasure one might experience during sexual intercourse, nor would that argument have prevailed; that was enjoyment of the right of way itself, not of his property. The standard way of enjoying use of a uterus was to place semen at its opening. While it might be possible to place semen at that location with the use of some artificial device, the Convocation in their armored suits had ruled that the reliable and natural way of delivering semen to the opening of the uterus was by way of a penis occupying the right of way. Semen could then be released from the tip of the penis right at the opening to his property. The courts had ruled that the right of way had been designed to accept the penis without undue physical distress to the abutter. If this was not true in a particular case, the burden of proof was upon the abutter to demonstrate probable harm rather than the owner of the uterus to prove that there would be no harm. It was also permissible for this organ to slide back and forth within the right of way repeatedly, as this was deemed to be the usual and appropriate way for the owner to induce discharge of semen at the entry point of his property. So for a third time Dick confronted Alice. Since the penis was an integral part of the owner's body, enjoyment of his property required that the body of owner and abutter be in intimate contact. Alice was within reason allowed to specify the arrangement of the bodies outside of her right of way as long as it allowed the customary use. Dick had been unable to argue successfully that enjoyment included his specification of the angle of rotation of his organ inside the right of way, the court ruling that all such angles were suitable for discharge of semen to allow enjoyment of his property. So in particular the abutter could specify what in lay terms are known as a missionary position or a doggy-style position, resulting in opposite rotations of the penis within the right of way. She could not require a position where abutter was on top of the owner, since this interfered with the owner's ability to arrange the motion of his organ of intrusion to reliably cause the release of semen. Dick grinned at young Alice, who lay back on the bed. With a look of resignation she lifted her skirts, revealing that she had worn no undergarments. Instead, her female parts showed in all their glory. As she spread her legs, her pussy lips stretched open a little. She then started rubbing her clit gently, preparing the right of way. If she didn't do it, Dick had the right to prepare it himself. Ten minutes had been deemed sufficient time for this activity. Alice was done in three minutes, implicitly declaring the right of way prepared as she held her labial flaps open. She looked to the side with an expressions of distaste, but Dick figured that such a reaction was reasonable and did not interfere with his rights. Dick could see that the opening to the right of way was engorged, hot and wet. Before disrobing, he surprised her by first inserting his middle finger into the right of way, sliding it deep and feeling at last, after eight months of court challenges, his property. The part he could feel was small and hard, just as it should be. A long finger was a reasonable organ for inspection of his property. The lawyers for young girls had successfully argued that when it was time for inspection and not full use of the property, a little finger was a sufficient inspection organ. ------------- As Dick confronted Alice, when all the legalese was dispensed with, he had the right to fuck her, to shove his cock up her cunt, and to come up inside her, with the possibility of fucking a baby into her. He disrobed completely to reveal that his cock was big, hard and ready. He lowered himself upon her and slid it in, the organ pushing her feminine tissues aside in time-honored fashion. Her cunt was soon filled with his cock, and he slid it back and forth. Alice had raised annoying obstacles to his fucking her and had not been very gracious in finally accepting his use of the right-of-way. So he fucked her deep and hard, caring little for what she might be feeling. Her cunt was hot, wet and welcoming, and that was all he cared about. He had shafted her, conquered her, intruded into her private realm, and he was going to shoot her innards full of his sperm. The pleasure built, his loins glowed, and as he felt his cock about to convulse, his pleasure was enhanced by relishing his legal victory. His seed spurted right onto her cervix, and he spurted again and again, his thrusting tip stirring it all up until her upper vagina was a roiling mess of the white stuff. He then pulled out. The fuck was complete. As he reared up on his knees above her, his glistening member shrank. He gave a sneering grin and said, "I won!" Alice didn't have a comeback. The courts had considered the question of how often the abutter was required to allow the owner of the uterus enjoyment of his property. Their answer had been once every forty-eight hours. Dick intended to enjoy his use of Alice's uterus consistently until he had impregnated her. -------------- Dick actually rubbed his hands together and grinned. Ursula, who stood before him, was now his. More specifically, her right of way was now mature enough that he could enjoy the use of his uterus -- the one inside her -- for the first time. She was a gorgeous girl of 14. Girls were often frightened, sometimes a bit excited, sometimes fighting back tears -- and all were nervous. There was something else in Ursula, though, a trace of -- defiance? He would show her soon enough who was boss. She shrugged off her robe at his command. What a beautiful figure she had! He moved in eagerly, reaching out for a breast. She then delivered a kick straight to his groin. Dick doubled over in pain. And Ursula laughed. While the pain was severe at the time, he recovered within minutes with no lasting ill effects. He considered having her arrested for assault, but thought better of it. He would get her back. Especially for laughing. -------------- By enjoying use of his property, it could sometimes happen that a baby would begin growing within. The courts considered the legal status of the baby. Although there had been no slaves on Gale's Vineyard for centuries, it had been officially outlawed only in 1979. It was against all standards of decency of mankind! Although slavery was illegal, owning a person's body part such as a uterus was a different matter, of course. The Convocation's recent decision had settled that matter. After that decision, certain of the Convocation's members had then been observed moving to larger and more elegant homes, engaging servants, and driving fancier cars. For some reason, there was an oversight in the 1979 law which left children up through the age of four years as the property of their parents. In particular, it was the mother who owned the child, and the courts in their wisdom now determined that she owned it only because she owned the uterus in which it grew. Although its origin was from two sources outside of the uterus, the actual baby was a product of the uterus; a tree on a piece of land belongs to the owner of the land even if the seed for the tree came from a location off of the land. The abutter released into Dick's property a tiny cell. She did this freely, without any coercion from the owner of the uterus. She was free to refrain from doing this as she wished and was able. The unavailability of any method to prevent this release did not change the legal situation (somehow, birth controls pills could never be found on Gale's Vineyard). The owner of the uterus, on the other hand, had the right to enjoy its use in the customary manner, which involved placing semen at its opening, the cervix. Now that Richard owned the mother's uterus, he also owned the child up through the age of four. As owner of the baby, Dick had the right to take possession of it once it had emerged from the right of way. His advisers convinced him that if he were to do so it would cause such widespread distress among the population that civil disorder would be likely. Besides, he did not really want to be responsible for the care of babies. He understood that although he owned them, the abutters had a strong interest in them. They cared for them even in other legal systems where babies were not the property of the parents. These women provided great resources to the care of something they would cease to own within a few short years. In certain moods, Dick found this peculiar. To ease the woman's distress and prevent open rebellion, Dick offered each woman a four-year lease on his property for a nominal fee of one pound. However, he did not give her a lease to the entirety of the baby. Dick retained full ownership rights of any uterus that it might contain -- and approximately half of the babies did contain one. The baby's uterus, if any, was Richard Lovely's property in any event, as he owned all uteri in Gale's Vineyard regardless of their date of manufacture. When a girl turned four, she was no longer a slave herself. But her uterus still belonged to Richard Lovely. --------------- George worked for Dick Lovely. Dick had the right to delegate the inspection rights -- or even the enjoyment rights -- as he saw fit, and he hired staff for the purpose. He had inspected the thirteen-year-old Mary just two days before. By her age, Mary treated inspections as routine, however distasteful they were. Two days before, George hadn't actually followed through on the inspection, he had just looked. This time he just looked as well, but this time he saw what he was looking for. Her bloody pad showed that she had just started her period. As soon as he saw the bloody pad, he smiled and said, "That's all, thank you," while noting something on his pad of paper. Although those two abortive inspections had not been especially troubling, everyone knew what came next. Twelve days later she was summoned to Dick's house so he could enjoy use of his property. He had been the first to insert a penis within her right of way a year before, and three times since had taken possession of her again. But he had engaged George to inspect her because he wanted to make her pregnant. "Let's see if we can make a baby, Mary," he said, looking satisfied with himself. It took him very little time to get her pussy wet, as she had constant secretions at this time of month. He mounted her and pressed in. Although she felt violated, she knew she had no choice. After pressing his prong into her over and over, his breathing got faster. "Wouldn't you like a baby?" he asked. Mary shook her head and managed, "Not yet." "Too bad," he said, a gleam in his eye. "I'm trying to give you one anyway. Here it comes, Mary! " She felt his cock thicken and lengthen and very faintly felt twitches. "Aaaahhhhh!" he said. He rolled off within a few seconds. "Time to go," he said. Mary felt a surge of rage, but she was powerless. --------------- Attorneys representing women of Gale's Vineyard argued that Dick's uterus often caused them pain and suffering at a particular time of month, and that Dick was required to compensate them for the distress caused by his property. He was also liable for ill effects caused by the discharge of unpleasant bloody fluid from his property. If a baby began growing within Dick's property, this too invariably caused the abutter some measure of distress. Nausea was common in the early stages, and in the later stages there were various tiresome consequences of having a large extra mass within her abdomen. When it was time for the baby to vacate the premises, Dick's organ once again caused the woman distress -- far greater than any of the other varieties. What's more, the passage of a baby through the right of way caused a certain amount of physical damage to the abutter's body. The courts ruled that the woman was entitled to compensation for the various forms of distress his organ caused to its abutter. Dick and his attorneys became alarmed when some of the monetary judgments became substantial. But he devised a simple solution to all such damage claims. As noted earlier, Dick owned the baby, and in most cases he leased it back to the abutter for one pound. In cases where the abutter had filed claims against him, he insisted on a lease price that was triple any compensation he had paid. Once this became clear, abutters were delighted to sign a contract allowing them (in fact requiring them) to accept a lease for a mere one pound on any babies produced within Dick's property in return for waiving any right to compensation for distress caused by Dick's uterus. --------- Diane was a different sort of animal. She was a woman of 45, a professor, a woman lost in her profession. She had never dreamed of marrying, as it would interfere with her professional life. Except for a few fumblings with clueless boys in her youth, she had had no sexual experience. She was initially as disgusted as most women at having to submit to Mr. Lovely's intrusions. She had resolved to treat a session with Mr. Lovely as an unpleasant event and not dignify it with greater emotional significance. But she had discovered by the third time that he enjoyed the use of his uterus tucked inside her that she loved it. She loved sex. She let him know she welcomed his advances at any time. Her body aroused easily, and it loved his cock inside her. She loved when he came, and she of course loved coming herself. She might well have enjoyed sex with some other man just as much. But as she had to submit to him periodically anyway, she saw no incentive to complicate matters. Besides, contraception was a major issue with any man on the island other than Mr. Lovely. He would try to breed her whether she welcomed his advances or not, so that mattered little to her. In fact, she never conceived. Mr. Lovely loved sex with her as well. Not too many of the females on Gale's Vineyard welcomed him so unreservedly. But the truth was that on the whole he liked coercion. He found it exciting to force himself on girls and women who were reluctant to varying extents. So women like Diane were a welcome change of pace for him, but not at the heart of his desire. --------- Dick was sitting on the park bench when he saw a young lassie who appealed to him. He caught her eye and crooked his finger in a "Come hither" motion. She trudged over, knowing the routine. She stood in front of him and pulled pants and panties down. But she couldn't get her legs very far apart with her pants holding her ankles together, and pulling them over her boots was going to be cumbersome. Dick suggested an alternative. He simply leaned her over his knee, and from behind he expertly slid the cute little labia apart with one hand while he slid up inside her with the little finger of his other. It took just a second to feel his property, and he promptly released the little one. Of course, even the brief experience of a cute little girl bent over his knee with bare bottom showing was very erotic for him. Lawyers for the girls of Gale's Vineyard argued that there was no need for inspection of an immature girl's uterus. The chances of anything out of the ordinary were extraordinarily low. The courts had ruled that while the chances might be low, inspection rights were not dependent on the likelihood of finding anything extraordinary. -------------- There were many thousands of uteri on Gale's Vineyard. Dick sold many of them. Characteristically he sold it to the abutter whose property completely surrounded the uterus. He didn't charge too much, about 20 pounds. For those who were poor, he gave his property away. He had hoped the publicity from this generosity would win him favor among the population of Gale's Vineyard, but it had little effect. His initial strategy had been to sell the uteri whose abutters he did not find sexually attractive. However, his attorneys warned him that if this pattern became too obvious, it could open a line of legal challenge that his interest was based on the properties of the abutter instead of the uterus itself. In some cases he gave his uteri to loyal associates. For some reason, most of his associates refused the gift. They told him that they felt it was bad publicity, though he suspected some had moral qualms about owning a uterus -- silly fellows. Dick liked the idea of reserving to himself exclusive use of the right of way, but his attorneys convinced him he had no chance of winning such an argument. Women had the right to allow other people access to the right of way. This could include artificial devices such as "dildos", the women's own fingers or fingers of other men or women, and -- of the greatest significance -- other men's penises. The courts had ruled that this was permissible as long as it did not interfere with the owner's periodic enjoyment of his property. The incidental physical contact of others using the woman's right of way against his property was not deemed to be unfair interference with his rights as owner. However, allowing semen to rest against the property's opening was trespass. The abutter could prevent this trespass by requiring the third party to withdraw before emitting semen within the right of way, or by enveloping the visitor's organ in a membrane so the semen would be removed without contact with the opening of the uterus. However, if Dick's property swelled because of a baby within, and Dick had not himself deposited semen at the requisite location at the requisite time, that was prima facie evidence of violation of his property rights. Genetic tests also revealed whether trespass had occurred. In other words, the woman could sleep with her husband, or sleep around if she wished, but the guy had better pull out or use a condom. If he knocked her up they both were in big trouble. Exactly how to apportion blame in such cases had a certain complexity. If the woman had not authorized intrusion into her right of way at all, this was of course a crime against her, while depositing the semen was in addition trespass against Dick's property. If the woman had authorized intrusion into her right of way, with the understanding that no semen would be deposited, she was still liable. The abutter and the third party had made an implicit joint agreement to not trespass upon his property, and both were liable for any breach, without apportioning blame within the pair. Although the man's behavior would usually be responsible for unauthorized release of semen within the right of way, the court noted that the woman could be the one to cause the agreement to be violated. For instance, she could be responsible by pressing against his body in a way that interfered with his withdrawing the tip of his organ from the right of way before the semen was released. The courts had addressed the question of exactly where the semen was deposited. It was impossible for the owner of the uterus to deposit semen at the entrance to his property without it also occupying the right of way. In fact, most of what he deposited would eventually flow through the right of way to the outside of the abutter's body. Since this was unavoidable, the owner had no special responsibility to deposit the semen only at the entrance to his property. He was free to deposit it anywhere within the right of way. It was known that even semen deposited barely within the opening to the outside world of the right of way could travel through the right of way and into Dick's property. ---------- Joely's ordeal happened just as the court cases were finally resolved in Mr. Lovely's favor, when his plans for inspecting and enjoying his uteri were just becoming clear. Twelve-year-old Joely was a nice enough girl. Wanda had reluctantly agreed to take her in because she owed her mother Samantha a favor. She had hoped that a few days in jail would cure Wanda and Frank of their stubborn determination, but it had been a week already and there had been no call telling her to send Joely home again. Samantha and Frank were in contempt of court for refusing to reveal the whereabouts of Joely's uterus. "Where are mom and dad?" Joely asked. Before leaving her with Wanda, Samantha had made some lame excuse about her and her dad needing a little time away, but Joely knew it was a lie. Wanda decided it was time to tell the truth. "They are not just away on vacation," she said. "I knew that," Joely said. "But where are they?" "Don't be alarmed, now." "OK." "They are in jail." "Jail? What did they do?" Wanda sighed and took a deep breath. "Because they refuse to tell the court where you are." "Why don't they want to tell them that?" "Because if they do, Mr. Lovely," she said the name with sarcasm, "is going to inspect you." "Inspect me? What does that mean?" "He is going to look at your body." "So, what's the big deal?" "It's not just any part. He's going to inspect you between your legs -- your private parts." Joely pressed her legs together where she sat and felt a surge of fear in her stomach. "Why?" "Do you know where babies come from?" Joely nodded. Something about a part of the daddy and a part of the mommy getting together in the mommy. Something to do with private parts and little boys' penises. "Mr. Lovely will probably have sex with you." "But we're not married, and I'm too young!" "Mr. Lovely doesn't care about marriages, and your body is probably ready for him." "Yuck." There was a lull in the conversation as Joely thought. "How long do my mom and dad have to stay in jail?" "Until they tell the court where you are." Joely started crying. She didn't want any man poking around in her private parts, but she didn't want her mommy and daddy to rot in jail. Wanda spoke, sighing. "I know your mom wouldn't want me to tell you this ... It's weird at first when a man puts his thing in you, but you get used to it. Grown women like it when men do that to them if it's a man they love -- even when they aren't trying to have a baby." "Huh?" "Yeah, girls always think it's gross, but women like the idea -- with the right man. So you're on the young side for it, but your body can take it. And you'll get used to it." "So should I go home?" "There's no one home, right? Just going home won't tell the court where you are. You just go to the police." "Should I?" "It's up to you," Wanda said, suddenly holding back tears. ----------------------- A woman showed her in through a door and shut it behind her. "Ah, Joely," the man said with a smile. This must be the man Dick that everybody talked about. "I am very pleased to see you. Very pleased," he said with relish. She didn't like his tone. Dick stood behind her and wrapped his arms around her. As recommended, she was in a simple white dress, with no bra or underwear on. He smelled her hair while he rubbed his hands all over her belly. She felt startled as his hands moved to her breasts, but she didn't move. The woman had said things went better if she let him do whatever he wanted. He kissed her ear, which made her squirm a bit. He touched her everywhere, even moving his hand up under her dress to where her private parts were. She involuntarily squeezed her legs together. When she kept them closed, the man smiled. "Open them up, Joely. You have to, you know." She knew that, but she still didn't like it. He lifted the dress off of her and she blushed as he looked her up and down. "Very nice, Joely, very nice." Despite herself Joely felt a fleeting touch of pleasure at the compliment. "Now lie back on the bed," he said. The man let his own robe fall away, and Joely saw for the first time in her life a grown man's penis. It looked way, way bigger than a little boy's penis. He lay on the bed next to her, leaning over her with that leering expression she hated. Then he started sucking on her nipples -- weird! He began feeling all around between her legs -- gross! But sensations came to her from both her breasts and private parts. It felt pretty good. Or she knew it would have felt good if she wasn't so grossed out. She felt things churning around. She felt herself getting warmer between her legs, and it felt wet. This must have something to do with having babies. She felt his finger going inside her body a little. Something hurt. He stopped the sucking and withdrew his hand. "Now you're ready," he said. "Your body is all ready to take me inside." She saw his hard penis twitch once. "It might hurt, but you still have to lie there and let me do whatever I'm doing, OK?" Joely nodded weakly. It wasn't true that he could do whatever he wanted, of course, but everyone agreed that splitting legal hairs wasn't in anyone's interest. Being raped was no more fun when arguing about exactly how it was being done. The man quickly turned on top of her, she briefly saw his penis pointing down between her legs, felt him force her legs apart even farther, and then she felt the penis pushing against her gently. Then she felt great pressure as the man's organ pressed harder, then a tearing pain, then somehow it fit into her body and filled her up more and more. She hated that he grinned with pleasure just as it hurt her most. Then he started moving in and out. The tears flowed from her eyes but she didn't cry out. The man's face was next to hers on the bed, relaxed but also concentrating. He was panting a little, and his whole big naked body leaned on her. But down below, his big penis thrust in and out, and it hurt on each stroke. "Oh, Joely!" he said, pounding in and out of her faster, "Mmmmm. Time for your baby..." He groaned and shoved in deeper than ever and held his member tightly inside her. It felt like the most intimate violation of all, and of course it was. Then he abruptly pulled his huge member out of her and flopped on his back beside her, panting. "You can go now," he said. Joely felt hurt, ashamed, and angry, but she was happy to quickly put her dress back on and leave. ------------------ "Ah, Ursula, it has come to this, eh?" Ursula shook her head, eyes wild. Her screams were muffled by the gag she wore, however. "It could have been so much more pleasant for you." Ursula eyed him with cold hatred. She was naked, restrained at four points, her legs splayed especially wide apart. There in the middle, her pussy showed. The vaginal tube she had guarded so fiercely could easily be revealed by merely parting those two remaining flaps of skin. "You're 18, Ursula. I have the legal right to breed you. I did before too, of course. And you kicked me in the balls. I wonder what I can think of that would hurt you as much as a kick in the balls? Or what would hurt more... maybe much more. I'll get to that later, maybe. But first, kindness." Dick took a vibrator and set to work on preparing her pussy. "Does that feel good, Ursula?" The young woman shook her head violently. "Oh, come on, are you sure? I see it's getting redder down here." After a few minutes he stopped, examined her, and said, "I can see your pussy juice seeping out of your cunt." Then Dick knelt above her and displayed his hard cock a foot from her face. "This is going into you, Ursula. I won. I get to stick this into you," Dick said with glee. Ursula shook her head again. "See that little hole in the end? That's where my sperm is going to come out when I breed you. I get to spurt it right onto the opening of your uterus. " Being down to her he whispered, "And get you pregnant," he said, leering. Dick mounted his prize. His tip pressed against the girl's pussy lips. "Rape!" he whispered urgently. "Legal, but still rape! You have one more chance to avoid being raped. Just one simple thing. Want to know what it is?" Ursula became attentive. "All you need to do to avoid being raped is to nod your head when I ask this simple question. 'May I fuck you?'" Ursula shook her head violently. "OK, so rape it is. Mmmm, this is so much fun! I wonder what instant it becomes rape. My tip is in your soupy outer pussy, but now it's found the hole into your body cavity, and it's pressing in. Let me in, Ursula! But then, you don't have any choice, do you? Ahhhh! My cock is through into your body, and it loves how it feels." Suddenly Dick surged forward with an enormous thrust. Ursula screamed into her gag and squirmed violently. "Oh, did that hurt, poor little Ursula? I'm so sorry. Actually, I'm not. You lost, Ursula. "Mmmmm. Your pussy is so very warm and friendly. It makes my cock feel so wonderful as it hugs me tight. In! Mmmm. Out! Mmmmm. In! Mmmmm. Out! Mmmmmmm. Your pussy is way friendlier than you are." Dick rowed back and forth, eyes closed, face slack with pleasure, for several minutes. "My body has wanted to blow for a while now. Would you like me to pull out, Ursula? I could. You'd have no sperm up there, and you wouldn't get pregnant. I could decide to do that. I wonder if there's anything you could promise me or offer me that would make me stop." He was silent a moment. "Nah, can't think of anything." Ursula's cunt was as hot, wet, deep, open, smooth and grainy as ever, waiting with infinite patience for the cock to shoot its impregnating load. Dick regrappled his hands on Ursula's hips to make sure everything was tight and smooth and lined up perfectly. His entire being was focused on only one thing: ramming his cock into her cunt to disgorge his sperm to impregnate her. It hardened to near bursting and the tip widened to redouble the ecstatic sensations of hot vaginal tissue as it stretched slightly further around his urgent manhood. The moment arrived. He groaned and shot his wad up into the fertile virgin's cunt. Then he shot it again, and again. "Ahhhh!" he moaned. Masses of teeming sperm swarmed over the cervix. Ursula hated the idea of getting pregnant with Dick's baby, but her body had different plans. It eagerly welcomed the wrigglers up within, to work their own wiles and fertilize her. He remembered the old label, "Packed as full as practical by modern packaging equipment." Ursula's cunt was packed as full of sperm as practical, but a bit of the precious goo coated Dick's cock as he withdrew. He had an idea for simple humiliation. Rearing up on his knees, he dangled his softening cock right over Ursula's face, and brought his ring of index finger and thumb from base to tip to squeegee the goop right onto her eye. She shut it by reflex, but as it opened the goop went inside. It was like a semen eye drop. "There, the sperm can swim all around behind your eyeball. Too bad there won't be any egg there. When they untie you in a few minutes then you'll be able to wipe it off, but my sperm will still be back there, swimming." Then he patted Ursula's stomach right above her pubic bone. "But there's where my sperm is at home, swimming with a purpose. You should be pregnant soon." He wondered what he could do to cause her pain to compensate for kicking him in the balls. Strangle her until she feared for her life? Crush her little clit between his front teeth until it bled? But he felt warm and content. His balls felt avenged and magnanimous now. Besides, he ought to be nice to the mother of his baby. Dick gave a crooked smile and left for a nice hot shower. --------------------- Dick felt a little stirring of affection when he held his first child. It was his in two different ways. He literally owned it, and he was also its father. It was his spawn. Half its genes were his. He found that fact exciting. He peered into its diaper and saw the little penis and testicles. It was his son, but he was not going to raise it in his house. He had leased the boy to his mother, and the little lad would grow up thinking of his mother's husband as his daddy. That suited Dick just fine. His second was a girl, and he felt another kind of warmth inside. He took a brief look at the opening to the right of way. It led up to the property which was his and would remain his for as long as she lived. Before too many years were gone he would get to inspect that property too with the intrusion of his little finger. Dick's interest in his uteri grew to an obsession. His attorneys argued for right of inspection at younger and younger ages, but the courts held the line at three. He argued for the right of enjoyment to start as soon as any signs of puberty became noticeable, but the courts limited him to menarche. Menarche means blood, and more than once he took a girl's virginity by forcing his cock into a bloody passageway. Soon he learned to delay his gratification for a couple weeks and get a much more alluring reception. --------------- Those women who let another man start a baby in them did not fare well. Accordingly to the laws of Gale's Vineyard, they could be imprisoned for up to five years if unable to pay the millions of dollars in damages the courts awarded to Dick. They were unable to see their babies except on brief visits, which they often found more heart-wrenching than not seeing them at all. The guilty men were also imprisoned. There was no parole. Dick also persuaded with carrots as well as sticks. Gale's Vineyard was not a prosperous country. Dick saw to it that couples raising his children got a bit of extra income, allowing them a few extra luxuries. When women bore second and third children by him, Dick made them even more prosperous. The families could easily afford childcare from their poorer neighbors. When it came to bearing Dick's child, cooperation instead of mere sullen compliance became common. ----------------- "They're so cute and playful, I want Katie and Corey in my bed at night!" "We have no way to require that, sir." "I bet they would agree, since they like naughty play so much. It's just their parents!" "I don't see how we can..." "I want you to find a way!" When Katie's little brother Ethan was born, Dick offered only a three-month lease instead of the standard four years. Dick's henchmen arrived to claim Ethan at three months and whisked him away. His mother hadn't believed Mr. Lovely would follow through. Dick's agent spoke to the distraught mother. "All you have to do to get him back is to let him take your Katie into his bed at night. She doesn't mind the idea, right?" Ethan's mother stamped her foot and shook with anger, but she agreed. Corey's parents were as easily convinced. Katie and Corey slept naked with Dick whenever he felt like their company, which was about half the time. They didn't mind being licked and sucked all over. He fondled them often in the night as they slept. Now and then he jerked off, pushing his throbbing purple knob gently against their lovely pussy holes to get his sperm up inside them, at least a little. But mostly he had other plans for his sperm. ---------------- "Not even half of my fertile uteri are full!" Dick complained. "Sir, that is far more than the 'uterine occupancy rate' anywhere else in the world." "I don't care. I want more production!" "There are four girls who will be fertile tomorrow, sir, and it has been hard for you to give them all adequate sperm." He paused before continuing, "We could perhaps fill their uteri more reliably if we delegated some of the task of providing sperm to others." Dick rose and grabbed the man's collar. "Never! Mine, only mine! All mine!" He thought for a moment. "I won the right to fuck them to deposit sperm, but we're not limited to that means of 'enjoying our property', right?" "No..." "Then I want to collect what drips back out of the first girl I fuck, so I can inject it up into the second one, OK?" After some consultation, they discovered they did not actually have the right to do that, because what was re-injected was not just sperm, but the fluids of the other woman as well. Many girls went along with it anyway, coaxed with small bribes. However, even better results were obtained if Dick jacked off and then divided his ejaculate into drops, each drop teeming with sperm and each deposited on the cervix -- his property -- within minutes. In the first version of the plan he jerked off by himself into a small plastic cup. Then he shifted to doing it while looking at the gorgeous Sue sitting in front of him, legs spread wide, labia held open in welcome. But there was an even better way. ------------ Dick had six females in front of him, two each on three king-sized beds. All were ovulating, and he desperately wanted to impregnate all six. All six had rubbed themselves to a state of sexual arousal ready to receive his cock. It got very hard at the prospect. Bernice and Stella were not very attractive to him. They lay on their backs, legs spread wide and knees up in the air. Each was covered with a dark cloth with a hole revealing nothing but her pussy. Dick leaned over each woman and inserted his cock into her reproductive opening. He had the right, and he wanted them to know that he had the right. It satisfied him by giving him a sense of ownership. But a single insertion, not even to the hilt, satisfied him. The other four were a different story. All were naked. Meg and Petra lay on their backs, knees held wide apart, luscious moist pussies right at the edge of the bed so he could fuck them while remaining standing. The third bed was very low, and Roberta and Yvonne both were in a doggy position, knees slightly spread but rear ends presented at just the right height for Dick to mount them while standing. Dick eyed Meg's pussy with lust, and slid his hard organ in. Waves of pleasure flowed through him. He pounded in and out, as male humans always do when mating. Meg smiled -- she had been through this many times, and had decided to look on the bright side of things. He loved fucking Meg, but he gazed at the other three pussies laid out for the taking, trying to decide which he wanted next. "The pussies always look hotter on the other side of the bed," was an expression he had coined, and he tried to benefit from the implicit lesson. Still, he did like variety. He withdrew after a minute of possessing Meg's private spot. His cock was not pleased to be left dangling in the air. He grabbed the pale globes of Yvonne's ass before sliding up into her cunt. She was so sexy! He thrust again in an undulating motion, moaning with each thrust. Roberta was right beside her, though, and he saw the graceful curve of her smallish breasts as they hung down just a little. His cock wanted to finish right where he was; his whole being wanted to finish. Yvonne's cunt would be a magnificent place to plaster with sperm. But it was too soon. He slipped out of Yvonne and pranced a few steps sideways, then guided himself into Roberta's tight pussy. He had just started mating with her a few months before, and the freshness and tightness of her pussy were amazing. He stroked slowly for a few seconds, but felt himself on the edge of coming, so he quickly pulled out. It was time for the condom anyway, and it would dull his sensations and let him last longer. He slid it on carefully, letting his excitement subside a little. Then he plowed into Petra, a girl with a somewhat wider butt and bigger breasts. She had already borne him six children. Her pussy was a little looser from all the children, but still hot and inviting. She also had a hair trigger. He knew from years of practice that if he got into her at a certain angle and pressed upward, the sensations on her clit would be just what she needed. Indeed, after thirty seconds of that kind of fucking she liked best, Petra came, moaning and clenching her cunt. Dick pulled out and went back to Meg. Meg and her pussy called for a sort of contemplative fucking -- just as exciting in its own way, the sensations like a consistent warm glow. He rowed back and forth in her for ten minutes. But he then turned his attention to his two bitches. He came up behind and lunged into Yvonne, hard, fast, and deep. Grabbing her hips, he started a frenetic fuck, pounding away. 'Deeper, deeper!' his body cried, but he was as deep as could be. Yvonne also was quick to orgasm, and even when being done from the rear her pleasure was rich and built quickly. After a minute of plaintive moans, she cried out. He could have come right then; her body was begging for it. Why not let himself go? It was going to be a disappointment to stop and pull out. But the young, tight Roberta called him more strongly. He pulled out his huge, condom-covered member and slid into Roberta again. Pleasure suffused him from his knees to his chest. Everything was right. All signals were green for breeding. Silky skin where he grabbed her butt and where his thighs brushed against the backs of hers. Beautiful hair, the glow of youth. But mostly, the tight, hot cunt. He let himself go. The glow spread, he banged into young Roberta in earnest, and he reached his climax. Cum spurted out, again and again as he thought of impregnating her. He moaned and would have loved to lie down and rest in contentment, but there was work to be done. He pulled out of sexy Roberta. His cock rapidly deflated and he slid the condom off. There in the tip was the pool of his vital seed. There was over a teaspoon. Over the years, his body had risen to the demand of his frequent and intense sex, the pheromones of fertile girls urging his balls to even greater production. He then quickly grabbed the little blunt-tipped syringe. Dipping it in his seed, he pulled back the plunger, taking a little of the milky fluid within. He then pushed it deep inside of Roberta and plunged, putting a little blob of semen right at the opening to his property. He slid it out, dipped again into the pool, got the next little dollop and rushed over to shove it into Yvonne. He could have had a staff member do this for him, but he wanted to make sure it was done right. And doing this gave him a more personal feeling about the fertilizations, and each time he pushed the plunger he felt a little physical thrill. By doing it himself, he could also guard against the small chance that some despicable young man would substitute his seed for Dick's. The capacity of the syringe had been gauged to the expected amount of his ejaculation. After his little ersatz penis had sucked up Bernice's dose there was still some left over. The remainder he injected into young Roberta. He turned to view his six girls. Abutters, they were. He had enjoyed using the right of way, but his primal right was to place semen at the cervix of his six uteri. He wondered how many would take this month. if experience was any guide, he would have fathered on average about four children. "Bye, girls," he said, an idiotic grin on his face. He gave a self-satisfied smile and headed for the shower. ------------ The birthrate on Gale's Vineyard was astronomical. Dick had had no qualms about poking his fingers into his little daughters as they grew. As they reached puberty, he was reminded gently that if he fathered a child, it would face the genetic risks encountered by any child of incest. Dick was not deterred for a second. The uteri were his, and he wanted to enjoy their use, in every way. Besides, a child with 3/4 of his genes was even better than one with merely 1/2. Dick was a possessed man. He poked his little finger up hundreds of little cunts a week. He eagerly explored to see which pussies might be big enough to graduate to a ring finger, or an index finger, or a middle finger. And then came the exciting day when he could fuck the dear thing and try to breed her. Or, more precisely, he could enjoy his property by depositing semen in her right of way and seeing if anything grew in his property. A shifting cast of characters shared his bed at night. Many of them were small girls and he just fondled them. Some were bigger girls he could fuck. He sometimes felt the urge strongly in the middle of the night, and manhandled an abutter onto her back to fuck her. Dick no longer relinquished his rights to any uteri. He never offered any to associates. If the girl was not attractive enough for him to want to breed directly, she got the semen injections instead. He kept injecting women into their 40s or even 50s if they still had periods. He fathered hundreds of children, but his hunger only grew. He took time to eat and sleep and supervise the mundane details of managing his property. He enjoyed the web with all its possibilities. He even enjoyed walks through the quaint byways of Gale's Vineyard. But mostly he waited for his cock to rise again, so it could enjoy envelopment in the right of way of some lithe young female. And he waited for his balls to make more sperm, so his precious fluid could be deposited at the opening of some uterus to try once again to fill it with life. The abutters of his uteri: The enthusiastic, the indifferent, the repulsed, and the physically restrained -- he bred all with equal determination, enthusiasm and joy. Eturi. Uteri. 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