White wife conversion

“Liesel Ebrhardt, you have been found guilty of the following hate crimes: Vandalism, destruction of private property, kidnapping and battery on a person of color, and intentional infliction of emotional distress. You painted a slur on her garage and when she caught you, you hit her dragged her into a car where you and your accomplices Ripped her clothes off and drove away yelling, according to your social media video and I quote “Go back to Africa, nigger” and drove away, leaving her naked in public. Please stand and hear your sentence.”

The blond girl with the perma-scowl glared at agent Barnes but remained seated. That is until the guard hauled her up to her feet and pushed her forward. The scowl briefly disappeared, and she smiled at the recounting of her crime. Her smile faded as Agent Barnes looked up from his papers.

“Due to the heinous nature of your hate crime, you have been sentenced to conversion and five cycles at the breeding center.”

“Fuck you” she screamed “I’m not going to let a nigger breed me. You go to hell.” She began to struggle and tried to get away from the guard. “No fucking beast is gonna fuck this fine Aryan body. You race traitors will pay.”

She continued to squirm and scream invectives at the guards and Agent Barnes, who clicked on his mouse a few times and soon two more guards came in to subdue her along with a young woman in scrubs. The young woman produced a syringe and stuck it in the hysterical blond’s arm. Presently her struggles decreased, and she slumped in her guards’ arms. As they dragged her to the door Agent Barnes stepped forward and took her chin into his hand. He raised her face and looked into her heavy lidded eyes.

“You are exactly the kind of person this program was designed to help. I look forward to you progress and, of course, your reparations dividend. Five cycles. Five times you will be impregnated, give birth and raise a mixed-race child. You will never know which of the hundreds of black men you will service will be the fathers. And you are going to enjoy every minute of it.” Agent Barnes smirked.

“Go to hell!” the Aryan princess slurred before beginning to weakly sing Deutschland Uber Alles as she was dragged out.

Emily watched in stunned silence. Five babies! She knew pregnancy was possible, but five repeatedly in succession?!?! And what was that bit about conversion she wondered. Agent Barnes shuffled some papers around and began packing his briefcase.

“What about me?” Emily stood up and whispered hoarsely.

“You are” he glanced down at his computer screen “Mrs White correct?”

“Yes sir. Emily White.” At this the skinny Asian girl looked up with surprise and delight on her face

“You and Amy can proceed to the breeding center where your conversion will be completed.”

“WHAT!?!?!?” Emily shouted, louder than she intended.

A shadow crossed agent Barnes furrowed brow as he began clicking on his laptop. After several minutes of furious clicking Agent Barnes face softened and he said quietly “Emily please sit down, this may come as a shock to you. When you were selected for reparations a genealogical trace of your ****** revealed that you are related to three families who owe a significant debt to race relations in this country. Two of your great-great-great-grandparents were involved in the slave trade bringing in over 20,000 slaves. Your husband’s mother’s ****** owned a plantation that had a nasty habit of impregnating their slaves. Each of those souls born into slavery must be reborn into freedom. Until the scales are balanced, we cannot move forward and will be stuck in an endless cycle of recriminations and racial animosity. You will help racial harmony in this country by repaying that debt.”

“How many?” Emily whispered hoarsely through a suddenly dry mouth.

“23,982, but the debt has been reduced by the payments of your ****** so currently it stands at 23,837. However, the conversion will make the process fly by.” Agent Barnes said quietly.

Emily processed what she was hearing slowly. She knew that pregnancy was a possibility but now she was being told she would have to have a black baby. The numbers stunned her. Twenty-three thousand people was a small city that her ****** was responsible for. She had always been progressive and while she supported reparations, she never imagined this could happen. But someone had to do something and that someone was her. That something was submitting her pussy and womb to the cause. Plus, the idea that she would be fixing a historical wrong excited her a little. She found herself tingling with sudden excitement and fear.

“And I can help by having a baby that….. Wait, what? Conversion?

“Not a baby, you will be reporting to the breeding center whenever you aren’t pregnant. Once you get pregnant you will be released until you have your baby, once you are cleared medically you will report back to the breeding center to get bred again. This will continue until the debt is paid or until you can no longer get pregnant.”

Emily thought she was going to pass out. She felt dizzy and lightheaded. She was not going to have just one child; she was going to be impregnated over and over again. She involuntarily passed her hand over her flat stomach which would soon bulge with her first debt repayment. Emily thought about her ****** and how she would tell her husband. They had talked about having another child, but now they would never have another together although she would have many, many more.

She thought about her ****** and how she would explain the constant stream of black babies that would be coming out of her. What would she tell her *********? Things began to spin and she started having a panic attack.

“Here, have some water.” the Asian girl said as she handed Emily a bottle from her backpack.

“Thank you” Emily said as she took a sip. The room fell silent for a few long minutes as Emily sipped from the water bottle and her mind turned over all that she had just heard. Finally she spoke again asking calmly in a quiet voice “What was that bit about conversion?”