The Mayberry Sisterhood

When I got to grad school I roomed with a couple that was pregnant. Unattached and uninterested I was not on any artificial birth control. After moving in I started to get feelings, especially during ovulation. I dismissed any hormone contamination, but it was real. Baby fever spreads easily between women who are ovulating and not on hormone suppression.

After her baby was home the feelings got stronger, the maternal feelings, the need was unmistakable. My breasts ached while she nursed her baby. I told her I wanted one too. She smiled, 'so get one'. The father to be wasn't told or consulted. I monitored my ovulation and we had a hot multiple ejaculation weekend, and I dropped him and settled back to see if I was successful. The father was eventually told, unhappy at being used, but getting a wife out of it he agreed to get married.

Nine months later I was nursing my baby and my housemate was five months pregnant. This was the beginning of the Mayberry Sisterhood. Over the years I was in grad school the sisterhood produced eight babies. Our method was simple, birth control was abstinence, withdrawal, anal, and accident. Lots of welcome accidents.

Whether hormonal, smell, pheromone, visual, social the drive to join in on the baby parade is real and rewarding. A baby begets more babies. The Mayberry Sisterhood proved it.