The Last Baby Machine

(Written in the same light as the new movie "Operation Finale".)Set in the mid 1960's, an anti-Vietnam hippie allows herself to be coerced into joining her boyfriend on a trip to a German resort in Chile. She has no idea that they are going to a South American hideaway for Nazis. Before she understands what's happening, their experiments on her have begun and her body is beginning to change. She's beginning to turn into a 'baby machine' for the Fuehrer.
The perfect Aryan woman will have blond hair, blue eyes, a narrow waist, large breasts, and finally, a womb begging to reproduce for the Fuehrer, able to carry multiple babies. The perfect woman shall be willing to let herself be fattened up and bred for the Fatherland.. The test for the success of their project will come when they can recreate the perfect breeding woman repeatedly.. A preview... Thanks to Peter, I smelled like sex and needed a shower.
It made me think of his basketball player's hands and his long delicate fingers and where they'd been, not that long ago. Yet, they weren't nearly as long as another part of his anatomy. I was still wet inside from what he'd done to me on the plane. Now, I felt the start of some serious desire. No... A need... A growing need. Suddenly one of those large hands took hold of mine and began to pull me toward the bedroom."What is it?" I asked."I think you know woman, " he said in a quiet but determined voice.
This was perfect. The idea of being taken by my lovely daemon, the idea of being overwhelmed and used up, seemed so appealing. I let him guide me to the side of the small double bed. I stood quietly as he undressed me and lay me down. I watched as this man stood over me. His breath was becoming ragged. I could feel his anticipation. I loved it.