Fertility Goddess: Fertility Goddess 2 (Interracial Erotica) (ePub)

Months have passed since Tanya revealed to Todd that she was a fertility goddess, and that he was the key to unlocking her powers.  Now, together, they've started their own in-home fertility clinic!  Watch as Tanya uses some very unusual and magical methods to help her clients!

WARNING: Story contains explicit descriptions of sexual activity, including masturbation, oral and anal sex, transformation, gender swaps, body expansion, breast feeding, and birth.

**STORY SAMPLE**

"And we went to this doctor she knows, and of course, she says it's my fault!"

"That's not true!  Dr. Terragen says it could be anything."

"Oh, yeah, we all know what that f*****g means.  You see that?  She blames me."

"This is not a place for blame," I say to the young couple.  The two stop arguing.  I don't like to be so firm, but it's part of the process.  "I am here to help both of you.  But I can only do that if you cease this arguing."

"We're sorry," says the woman, prim and proper in her white polka-dot dress.

"So, uh," starts her husband kneeling next to her in a light grey business suit, "what exactly do you do here, miss—"

"Caldwell," I say.  "Dr. Caldwell."  I turn to my husband, who smiles upon hearing his last name.  Our last name.  He's sitting in a chair on the other side of the room.  He's not wearing a shirt - only pants made of the same black material as my robe.  "But you two may call me Tanya.  There's no need for formalities here."

"Tanya," the man answers.  "So, why are the both of us sitting on this bed?  Don't you think it's a little—I don't know—"

"Unorthodox?" I offer with a giggle.

The downstairs bedroom I use for work is similar to my own, only smaller.  Several candles and penis-shaped figures dangle from the ceiling, all surrounding a four-poster bed covered in red satin sheets trimmed with white lace.  The furniture around the bed is even older, displaying several other artifacts I've collected during my journey from my homeland to my new life with Todd.

"I do things a little different in my practice," I say, looking at the man's wife.  She's blushing.  "Fertility is an intimate issue.  I feel an intimate setting is most appropriate."  I turn to my husband.  "Todd?"

"Yes, my wife?" He clutches the small wooden box in his lap.

"Bring me that box, my dear."  He nods, then walks up to me.  The box opens on a hinge, and I pull out a small stone medallion.  "Thank you."

"What is that?" asks the woman.  I hold the medallion in both hands.  They can see the swirling ying-yang pattern carved into the smooth grey rock.

"As I'm sure your friend told you, I work in alternative medicine," I say.  I start to tug at both ends of the medallion.  It starts to feel warm, then glows a rich purple shade.  I don't have to pull so hard this time.  It splits in two quite easily.  Now the left half is blue, the other pink.  "You're going to want to undress for this part."  The couple look at each other.  The man shakes his head.

"I think we'll keep our clothes on," says the wife, trying not to be rude. "if that's okay."

"Suit yourself," I say.

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