Bred By The Highest Bidder (Breeding Fantasies) E-BOOK

Tara worked hard at school, but seemed destined for her Uncle’s burger place. If she wanted to get ahead, her professors told her to market herself better.

After hearing about a girl auctioning her virginity for a million bucks, she decided they were onto something. She hoped for twice that to let a man be her first and get her pregnant. She ended up getting far more than she bargained.

Warning: This erotic short story contains explicit sex between consenting adults. The plot involves the willing impregnation of a woman by a man. All sexually active characters are over the age of eighteen.

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EXCERPT:

“Did you look at the video I sent you?”

“You send me, like, fifty a day,” she grumbled. “Which one?”

“The one with the chick that sold her virginity online,” he said while stuffing corn in his mouth. “She got almost a million bucks.”

Tara dropped her fork. It hit the floor, but that was probably more sanitary than the table. “Are you shitting me?”

He grinned. “No way. It’s legit. She pulled down almost 800 grand for a one night stand.”

He kept on eating while she sat there, stunned. That kind of money was beyond her imagination. Her wildest fantasy involving money was to get a good paying job when she graduated. If, of course, she could get into a decent college. Otherwise, her Uncle Jack had a spot waiting for her at his burger joint.

Calvin kept talking, but she wasn’t listening. That kind of money for letting some stranger be her first sexual partner? She knew several sorority girls who’d done that for free at a frat party.

She waited for a break in Calvin’s chatter and excused herself. She dumped the food in the trashcan and exchanged sneers with the server on the way out.

Tara plugged her headphones into her phone and searched for the video. It was in her trash. Not a surprise, really. If she watched all the crap that Calvin sent her, she’d be busy 24/7.

The video was short and sweet, a news broadcast sharing all the details. The woman was the same age as Tara and came from Brazil. She’d sold her virginity just as Calvin had said, pocketing almost a million dollars from some dude in Japan.

Unbelievable. The girl wasn’t even that pretty, in Tara’a opinion. She pondered what that meant all the way back to her dorm room.

She lay on her bed for a while trying to imagine what she would do with that kind of money. It would get her into a big name university, that was for sure. After taxes, it would cover an Ivy League degree and a bit more.

Seriously? She shook her head. She was thinking like she’d do the same as that girl. Yes, she was a virgin—complete with hymen—but that kind of thing was crazy.

Or was it? Some guy she’d probably never marry would be her first anyway. Why not get a big payday for putting out?

There were risks, though. What if she got pregnant?

She sat bolt upright in the bed. Pregnancy. What if she auctioned off the right to get her pregnant? Surely that was worth a lot of money to some people.

Well, that was certainly mercenary of her. She should want to have a baby with the man she loved.

Which probably meant she’d end up having a baby with a guy doing something with the words “minimum wage” in the title. She wasn’t an idiot. In her world, rich meant making over fifty grand a year.

Didn’t she deserve a leg up?