VY Ch. 08-11

Chapter 10: Family Reunion Between House Owens and House Redle

It had been a long and grueling five years since moving into their homes, and Braedon and Damian's family finally manage to reserve enough time between impregnations to have their first family reunion. This was due in part to the exemplary efforts of Dr. Beccy Owens, her fellow Reproductive Medicine wife doctors at the other houses and the global community at large working to develop an automated system to aid the reproductive clinics at the houses. These advancements resulted in a fourfold increase in successful impregnations per year and a 150% improvement in the efficiency of isolating healthy sperm from their less developed brethren.

With the absolute restrictions on the male head of house leaving the property still in effect, the families held the reunion in their respective pools while wearing augmented reality glasses and ear buds. It was a poor substitute for being able to give each other hugs and kisses and patting each other on the back as they reminisce, but it was better than just looking at a television screen. An announcement to the residents and staff not attending the reunion went out to their nav bands informing them that a private event was about to begin and to please leave the pool area for the next two hours. When the artificial intelligence systems detect only invited residents remain, the feed was established from each house.

When the feed went live, initially everyone from House Redle was shocked and taken aback when they see everyone from House Owens naked as the day they were born in their birthday suits. Moms from House Redle immediately covered the eyes of their children and the wives of husbands Damian and Homer Thomas denied them a shameful peek.

Chuckling audibly, "Oh ho my god! What is going on here? Nobody told me we were going skinny dipping." Homer laughed as he snorted his beer out of his nose.

"For the love of Jesus, Mary and Joseph! Would you please cover yourselves?" Beverly exclaimed before slapping her son on the back of his head. " I didn't raise you to be a pervert! Don't EVER let me hear that kind of filth come out of that mouth of yours ever again!"

Damian backed up his wife. "Who the hell had the bright idea of turning this place into a porno during a family reunion?!"

Braedon attempted to ease tensions by wading to the steps of the pool to address everyone, however, he didn't factor in that he too was wearing nothing. Just as his bare, toned, tanned ass left the secrecy of the water, he quickly pivoted to address the chaotic scene. In doing so, he inadvertently virtually slapped his flaccid, but still extravagant, appendage directly in the view of one of Damian's wives.

"Holy fucking shit! Watch the fuck out where you're swinging that thing!" she yelled as they could see her leaping back instinctively.

"HEY HEY! Let's take a breath and calm down." Braedon yelled above the screaming.

"Easy for you to say! You didn't just have a giant dick just swing into your face!"

That's when Dr. Beccy piked up "That was my initial thought the first time I met him for his exam." The comment was so unexpected that everyone erupted in laughter, instantly shattering the tension. After a few awkward introductions with the Owens wives covering themselves up top, everyone calmed down and relaxed as the family directors of House Owens explained they adopted a nudist colony lifestyle.

Little by little, everyone could socialize and enjoy the company. Not that this put an end to Damian, Homer Thomas, and some of their wives sneaking glances now and then out of curiosity, and maybe more than a little arousal. As the families acclimated to each other, they joined in some more PG-rated games like Marco Polo before contemplating something more voyeuristic, like water polo or bouncing a beach ball around the pool.

While the family reunion continued, the other wives and their children make good use of the newly finished All-season playground and Indoor/Outdoor Waterpark. When Daisy had initially designed the house, having either of these attractions on-site had been completely out of the question with the government accounting office demanding all planned construction be submitted for pre-approval before work could begin, other than work deemed essential like building foundation, support facilities and housing.

With Dr. Beccy Owens being a major contributor however to the recent successes of the Repopulation Program with the integration of the Automated Seminal Intelligent Cleansing System (ASICS) at reproductive clinics at each house, the GAO recalculated the total cost of House Owens construction. Their recalculation applied a credit of $20 million, which covered the cost of a $5 million water park, a $3 million all-season playground and a custom modification to the housing structure to enable a retractable enclosure for operation during winter or inclement weather which carried the hefty price tag of about $15 million.

It had been a big ask to get the approval for the additions, turning more than a few heads when it had been brought to committee for final approval after review by the GAO, all officials in attendance had reluctantly agreed to the proposal since they had to admit the ASICS had been a game changer for rebuilding humanity. Construction had begun a year ago with numerous women not joining the Repopulation Program entering the construction industry because of the large bonuses offered by larger governments like the U.S., Russia, China and Iran. While these recent additions to the industry were largely not as adept as many of the men that had died, they gained skills rapidly with the massive construction sites the first few years after VY surfaced.

The playground had everything you could expect for babies, all the way up to activities for teenagers. There were simple swings, to simple mechanical construction machines in the sandpit and a geodesic dome for climbing. Park benches lined the play areas while picnic tables were positioned with ample spacing for moderate privacy. Above the playground and picnicking area was a treehouse styled enclosure with connection to the main building's HVAC. Inside the treehouse, one could enjoy patios for reading or all glass surrounds with a view of all the property and surrounding natural landmarks to provide inspiration for those with an artistic bone in them.

The waterpark was no less amazing than the playground. Infact, the waterpark took it a giant leap beyond in more than one respect. There were the expected pools at the end of water slides, sure, but even more was the connection to the underwater domain which extended to underneath part of the playground, complete with a glass floor so visitors to each area could interact with each other. There were splash pads, misting fountains, a lazy river, and a surfing column to provide endless entertainment at all ages.

Meanwhile, back at the reunion, the two families were getting along much better and really enjoying the quality time with each other, remembering the fond memories of times past before the lockdowns and forced relocation. The family members shared their individual family history before they had assumed prominent positions in the new households, acknowledging the losses everyone had suffered and holding brief prayers in memory of those that couldn't be there through passing away.

After initial pleasantries and introductions were made, Beverly asked to talk privately with her daughter. The two moved to the outer perimeter of the augmented reality environment and take a seat with their feet dangling in the pool.

"Savannah, I realize this first reunion got off to a pretty rocky start, but I want you to know that you don't need to be embarrassed about your choice of living as a nudist.

Mom, it isn't that I'm embarrassed at all being nude in front of you or dad, or even my brother. I've just really missed being able to talk with you every day like we used to."

"Well, I've missed our chats as well, but I know my children love me even if they're a world away and we don't talk regularly. Your father and I raised you, and we have always been proud of you and your siblings. My only regret is that your sisters didn't survive the devastation that came with the worst of the pandemic. That honestly was the darkest days I have ever experienced in my life."

"I still can't believe they're gone. There are days even now where I've woken up expecting to see them walking around like normal... and then reality sets in all over again and the others come across me, drowning myself in my tears."

"This whole pandemic has destroyed countless families. It is by no stretch of my imagination that several of the wives in House Owens have lost everyone they knew and loved as well."

"We all have, but mom, just promise me you'll be safe cause I just don't know what I'd do without you."

"Oh Savannah, you know that you never need to ask me for that. No matter what happens, I'll always be here for you. Being here for you and your brother are my two biggest priorities at this point in my life, other than my amazing grandchildren, of course, the little cuties."

"One other thing I wanted to discuss with you was that we are having issues with a few of the wives, Damian accepted. We've been trying for years to find a solution to their personality conflicts with the other wives, but we're at a complete loss. I know it's a lot to ask, but would Braedon be willing to consider accepting some transfers to see if your house can try working on their issues?"

"What kind of problems are we talking about here? Is it that they get in arguments or are things getting physical?"

"Oh, it hasn't escalated to anything physical, but our ICPD admin warned them they were one incident from being forcibly removed from the house and the program."

"Well, if you think there's hope for them, mom, I'm sure Braedon will set aside time to help them better integrate into the program. We actually had one of our wives who was in a similar predicament with our ICPD admin. Braedon really impressed all of us with how he really opened his heart and changed his tact to help Amaira to not only physically but also psychologically prepare, which was instrumental in her successfully becoming impregnated through non-interventionist methods."

"Okay, your father appreciates it since he feels guilty for bringing them into a house where they have been feeling unwelcome. If I'm being perfectly honest, I don't think a single one of those politicians had a clue what it would look like having a thousand hormonal and pregnant women crammed together in one house for decades. It was completely reckless, and they should be ashamed of themselves."

"Yeah, it definitely was tense that first couple of years, but I think we can help them. I guess have your ICPD admin send us a transfer request and we'll have a meeting to discuss it. How about we get back to mingling with the family?"

Both mom and daughter leaned toward each other to give their virtual hug. "I love you so much Mom!"

"I love you too Savannah!"

As the family reunion wound down, mother and daughter rejoined the others in the pool. "Hey, let's get together for a family photo, everyone!" Damian yelled out to everyone.

Braedon and Damian took center stage, with Beverly and Homer Thomas next to Damian, and Savannah standing with her six-year-old daughter taking their places next to Braedon. The senior wives took places behind them, some holding babies in their arms and the older children sitting at the very front.

The following week, House Owens was holding one of the Family Director meetings, when the ICPD admin walked in informing them of an Official Request of Transfer for thirty-seven wives from House Redle. Savannah already being aware a request was inbound, though see never expected there to be so many, stood up, "I've spoken briefly with my mother about this, and while I'm a little surprised by how many wives are in the request, I told her we would consider it." Damian responded, "Beverly has been a loving mom to Savannah and I as long as I've known her, so if she's asked us to help these women, I give my vote of approval."

Not having any major objections, the other Family Directors concurred with their approval. The ICPD admin thanked them for their time and excused herself to begin the transfer process in her office. Brandon mused to himself, "This is going to be a lot more challenging with thirty-seven personalities that aren't meshing."

Chapter 11: A House In Mourning... Start Of Things To Come

Ten more years had passed, it was just months before the next family reunion, Damian passes away unexpectedly from heart failure and Braedon is given priority to merge his father-in-law's wives into his own household as new additional wives, which he does to honor his memory and prevent their abandonment. The government decided that it was initially in the best interest of the program if the wives from House Redle stay put while new construction was completed on the approved expansion of the House Owens property. Learning from the collapse of several other Houses around the world, a new standardized modular layout for the properties and their infrastructure was implemented to facilitate potential future need to further merge the Houses.

Over the course of the next two years, House Redle was physically deconstructed, modified and relocated. Beverly and the other senior wives from House Redle were among the first to arrive to help with the transitionary period. Beverly, had at first chosen to move to House Owens to be close to her daughter again and to see her grandchildren, but does not remarry Braedon because she was under the assumption that her permanent medical benefits from giving Damian four children pre-pandemic had been retained.

The government, however, informed her that the benefits were tied to the Redle House estate, which now no longer existed and so she needed to marry Braedon and make a legitimate effort to provide him with children to continue her medical benefits.

The problem was that Beverly had been recently diagnosed with a malignant melanoma and cervical cancer. After the scientific community confirmed that enzymes present in VY male seminal fluids had regenerative properties, Damian and his wife had planned to start having sex again so that he could share his regenerative gift directly to her cervix to hopefully cure the deadly cancer. Sadly, with the outrageous demand for his seed and many fertile wives awaiting impregnation, Damian hadn't been able to spare more time to treat his wife before his untimely passing.

When Beverly saw her new OB/GYN doctor at Owens House, she asked when the last time was that she had sex was which led to the first two treatments her deceased husband had provided before passing away. The doctor then asked her if she had discussed these treatments with Braedon, to which she immediately gave a response of "Of course not! He's my son-in-law!"

The doctor recommended that she talk with Braedon, or at the very least, her daughter, about the cancer and the treatments she still required. It may be incredibly embarrassing, but it is better to be embarrassed than dead, and this cancer will kill you if left untreated.

Beverly walked around the property contemplating what the doctor had told her, running thoughts of the extremely awkward conversation with her daughter, and god forbid Braedon. She had even contemplated letting it go untreated and give up the ghost as she felt remorse over her already deceased husband, but the thoughts of Savannah and leaving her alone kept haunting her.

As the sun set and everyone wound down for the evening, children headed in for dinner and bedtime, wives settled in to prepare for bedtime or their after-hours activities, Beverly decided she couldn't put this discussion off forever. She spoke to her wristband to request Savannah to be summoned to meet her by the poolside. Savannah confirmed, sending a response that she would meet her in fifteen minutes.

Beverly sat down on one of the pool sofas near one of the grills, but far enough away for privacy. Ten minutes later Savannah came strolling out of the house, following the navigation path provided by her wristband's AI. Her mom waved to her as she stood up. As Savannah walked up to her mom, the two opened their arms to hug each other.

"You know I've missed you so much these past few years, Savannah. I want to do everything in my power to make sure that I'm here for you and the grandchildren."

"Sure mom and I love you too!"

"Savannah, I haven't told you because I didn't want you to worry about me..."

"What is it, mom? What's wrong? You can tell me anything. I'm your daughter. We've always talked about everything going on in our lives. Tell me what's bothering you."

"Savannah, I got diagnosed with skin cancer and cervical cancer about a month ago. The doctor told me that based on the progression of the cancers, left untreated, I would only have a few months to live."

"Oh my god mom! Why didn't you tell me sooner?!"

"Savannah, hold on. I'm not done yet. The doctor, having returned from a conference on results from various studies and clinical trials with VY, told me that there was actually some hope with the help of your father. He said that all we had to do was have regular sex to treat the cervical cancer and spread some of his stuff where the skin cancer is, which isn't a horrible thing since it is on one of my breasts.

So, he helped me out that first night, and a week later we had time together again, so I received a second treatment. But then, before we had another night together, he had his accident and died."

"Oh, geez Mom! Have you seen the doctor here yet?"

"Yes, I saw her this afternoon, and she confirmed the cancers are still there and they don't appear to have gotten worse, but there is also no evidence that they have gotten better, either. However, the doctor here gave the same advice and said that she has observed what appears to be improved skin health with several of Braedon's wives since his arrival at the house, so the basis for the treatment appears sound and that I may just need more treatments."

"Wait, mom, what are you saying?"

"There's no easy way to say it, and I've been trying to think of a better way to broach this whole subject, but it's going to be more than a little weird no matter how I do it. If I'm going to see the new year and hopefully many more, I'd have to have traditional sex with Braedon and put his stuff on my breasts where the skin cancer is."

"Okay, first off, mom, it's called cum. Second, you can just say that you need to fuck Braedon. He's already having sex and impregnating over two-thousand women now, so I've had to get past any jealousy and insecurities I had because he really has no say in the matter. If you and Braedon having sex means that you'll be in my life and be there to talk to for many years to come, then that's a small price."

"Well, I wish that was the only uncomfortable topic that I needed to discuss with you."

"There's more?"

"Apparently, my lifetime free health insurance expired when your father passed away and they dissolved his house. The administrator informed me I'm required to attempt pregnancy at the very least after marrying Braedon in order to have medical coverage again."

"Okay, mom, compared to you needing to have sex with Braedon, this is small potatoes. You're marrying him right now!"

"Huh?"

"Come on! Stand up! We're doing this right now and we're getting you your next treatment ASAP!"

"Alright alright! I'd tell you not to get your panties in a twist, but this house kind of makes that impossible, doesn't it? Ha ha!"

"Yeah, it sure does! Honestly though, no one wearing clothes and everyone not working to hide their imperfections is really liberating."