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Join Scoot, John Walter and GK as they find the best plays from racing in Queensland and Rosehill.

Every Sunday morning from 8AM, Richie Bell and Lochie Taylor joined Marty Young to review the major metropolitan meeting in WA. The final meeting at Ascot for the season was the nine race card on WA Sires Produce Stakes day. Luke Fernie also joined the team to discuss the win of his 2YO colt Just Too Fly in the group 3 feature.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

The Inside Running team of Digby Beacham, Michael Heaton and Darren McAullay share their insights for the nine race card at Ascot this afternoon. With the feature race the WA Sires Produe Stakes at Group 3 level, and the final race at Ascot for the season. Inside Running, every Saturday morning from 8 o’clock.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Holstein Sire Analysts Kevin Jorgensen and Rick VerBeek talk standout Holstein young sires from the April 2025 sire summaries, highlighting health traits, calf wellness specialists and pedigrees. Check back in for future episodes of The Select Sires Podcast that dive deep into other lineups including Jerseys and how to leverage these elite genetics to boost your bottom line. 

Tu ne le désires pas… parce qu'il est indésirablePourquoi certaines femmes perdent tout désir sexuel dans leur relation ?
Pourquoi culpabilisent-elles alors que leur corps leur parle avec justesse ?
Et si le manque de désir était parfois une réponse saine à une relation malsaine ?Dans cet épisode, je te parle du désir comme baromètre silencieux.
De ces femmes qui ne veulent plus, parce qu'elles ne peuvent plus.
Parce qu'on ne désire pas celui qui humilie, qui contrôle, qui force.

In this episode series The Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott talks with Morgan McMillan from Kingsway Farm and Steven Velthuis from Velthuis Farms about Showbox Sires new bull release Victory 744HO00207.They discuss the pedigree of this incredible bull and why they are confident Victory will do well. They talk about how the bull will be used at Kingsway and what females would cross well with it.

Following the 2025 April Genetic Evaluations, STgenetics® released a group of 14 new Holstein bulls. In this STtalks, Logan Voigts, breaks down the impressive group that averages +3344 GTPI. These 14 bulls bring 11 different bloodlines and are all available in Ultraplus High Purity™. Don't miss this comprehensive breakdown of the latest in Holstein genetics from STgenetics®!

Je suis immensément heureuse de faire ma première apparition sur le podcast avec mon partner Max-Alex !Nous vous partageons dans cet épisode la représentation de l'immersion AMPLIFY que nous avons livrée en live la semaine passée.Vous y retrouverez les 3 clés pour incarner la version de vous qui attirez naturellement tout ce que vous désirez, autant personnellement, relationnellement que professionnellement.Joignez-vous à nous pour une conversation profonde, puissante et transformationnelle.Bonne écoute à tous ! Pour plus d'informations sur notre nouveau processus, Keys to Kingdom, prends rdv gratuitement ICI.

One of the great Saturdays in horse racing. We recap racing from Rosehill on Tuesday and preview the entire Randwick card. Who wins the Donny? TJ? Sires? Derby? Facebook group - www.facebook.com/groups/giveusaspellpodcast IG and X @giveusaspellpod Rate and review the show!See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In episode 10 of the New England Holstein Association Podcast, Betsy Bullard talks with Keith Kimball of United Sires. Keith has New England roots, growing up in Massachusetts and runs a successful operation in New York. They talk about United Sires, his part as one of the 11 breeder members in the organization, and how United Sires is benefiting dairy operations.

In this episode of the Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett of Showbox Sires talk with Ethan McMillan of Kingsway Farms about their latest release VENMO 744HO17769. In the podcast they discuss VENMO, why this bull was brought in to the Showbox lineup and the bulls family.

No Longer An Enemy.Book 3 in 18 parts, By FinalStand. Listen to the ► Podcast at Explicit Novels."My Sister wished to know if you speak Mandarin," the brother translated for me."Hi, I'm Cáel," I greeted him. "Who are you guys?" He looked to one of the two goons holding on to me. I received a painful kidney punch. I discovered a whole new super-power. It hurt for about two seconds then nothing."I asked you a question," he repeated."No, I don't speak Mandarin," I lied so well it came across as a dour confession."Yet you know the secretive language of the Earth & Sky," he stated."Yes, I do. I have a thing for dead languages. Maybe in a few more years, I'll pick up your Mother Tongue as well," I bantered.No punishment was immediately meted out, so I suspected no one close to me, besides him, spoke much if any English. Jian Bob (my new name for him) didn't relay my insult. I wasn't worth it. He went straight for the reason for our get-together."You are going to die, Mr. Nyilas. That is a given," J B began."We both know you have done enough damage to our cause to be worthy of elimination a hundred times over. I'm going to show you respect by not lying to you about your possible fate. What you can do is save your young companion. We understand you two are close," he appealed in a very polite manner. Aya snickered."Cáel, these people are mentally challenged," she giggled to me, "or hideously misinformed.""I know, I know," I smiled down at Aya. "Still, they have gone through a great deal of effort to insult our intellect today, so let's humor them a little longer." Jian Bob issued several casual orders.In short order, a third man had hold of me by the jaw with one hand while trying to hold my eyelids open with the other. One guard held her by the shoulders. A second held her right hand, extending her ring finger. A third man held a knife to her top knuckle. A forth stood close with a small blowtorch."She may be a small person, Mr. Nyilas, but she can still die by the Death of a Thousand cuts," he explained."I love you, Aya," I told her softly."I love you too, Fehér mén," she succeeding in keeping most of the fear from her voice.Neither one of us could stop this. Aya certainly didn't expect me to compromise the Host for her benefit. She was as much an Amazon as the first Epona."First, I wish to know what alerted you to the attack at the Summer Camp," Bob began the interrogation."We know you were responsible. We want to know what happened." I looked into his eyes and waited patiently. He nodded to the guard, who shoved my face toward Aya's extended finger until I was less than a foot away."Do it." The Order came in Mandarin.The guard cut the top part of the digit off, one knuckle. I looked at the flesh and bone being cut away. In a clinical manner, I noted how sharp the blade was. I saw the blood shoot forth and heard Aya's little voice cry out in pain. I was pulled back and pointed at Jian Bob again."Do I need to repeat the question for you?" he said."No, I caught it the first time," I grimaced. "It tells me that you haven't the slightest idea who you are fucking with." Bob made a slight hand gesture and the blowtorch cauterized Aya's stump. Her little lungs belted out a terrible screech that wound down as her feet gave out and she hung limply in the guard's grip."Revive her." The blowtorch guy, clearly not his first day on the job, snapped some smelling salts under her noise. Aya revived, sobbing and in a great deal of pain."Cáel," she whimpered. "I have found my stillness. I'll be okay now." Her sobs subsided."Shall we try this again?" J B remained coolly polite, almost urbane."Nah," I joked, "we are both pretty good over here.""Again." The Mandarin order came. Off went another digit of her ring finger. This time her scream was much more exuberant and forceful. We all know it hurt like Hell, but the world had turned."He's going to kill all of you," Aya snickered while she sobbed. "You are all going to die.""Mu, what is the little girl saying?" she asked Jian Bob, real name Mu."She is stating her belief that Cáel will somehow kill us all," he and his sister shared the joke. "Let us see what her tune is when they start in on her left hand," the woman smiled at her sibling.That implied they'd cut off her right thumb and fingers, digit by digit, until one, or both of us cracked. The man nodded and Aya's nub was burned again. Her scream was more of a cleansing shout."Cáel, do you think I will have a nice horse to ride when I join Epona's herds, or will I get a pony?" Aya whimpered."Not a clue," I began before Mu had the face-hugging guard apply a finger strike to my solar plexus. Alal's gift had allowed me to partially organize my brain functions. Coping with pain was a whole lot easier now, but I had to be careful to monitor it because pain was Nature's way of letting you know that there was something wrong with your body."What color would you like me to pick up and have waiting for you," punch, "when you finally take yourself to the cliffs?""Again.""This is accomplishing nothing," the senior bald Mo Fo grumbled. "He clearly cares nothing for the child and has been trained in counter-interrogation techniques.""There is nothing to indicate that," Mu bristled."Xiàsh, burn the tip of his left forefinger," senior necromancer commanded. The guy holding my face coordinated with the men holding my arms to free me of my bonds and wrestle my left arm forward. I didn't bother resisting.It didn't take the commandoes long to figure I had stopped caring. On came the flame and the pain. Oh, I screamed. The pain was real. What had changed was my ability to shuffle it off to an isolated memory file to be tackled later. The bald creep stepped into my field of vision. His eyes were windows to the abyss. My "spirit" sight opened my eyes to the truly inhuman sections of his mind and soul."See, normal techniques will not be affective. We will do it, " and they realized the enormity of their mistake by assuming I was paralyzed by the pain. I broke free of the guy on my left and began twisting around the guy on my right. I wasn't getting away, I was going for his QCW O5. I knew their favorite martial arts styles and their weaponry now.The guy I was rolling behind realized what I was doing (going for his gun), but mistook my intentions. I wasn't trying to get away, or steal the gun (still strapped to his body). That cockhead even helped me out by lurching ground-ward. I swung the gun up, hit the selector and fired two quick bursts.The first three rounds hit Mr. Blowtorch in his right thigh, shredding it. The second burst caught Mr. Knife guy in the crotch, a triple 21mm castration. Had Blowtorch Guy not been busy trying to keep the strands of his right hip connected to his right leg, he could have stopped the blood fountaining from his buddies shattered groin. That was the end of my joy.I was born to the ground and the guy whose gun I'd borrowed pulled away. I hit the concrete surface hard. That was only the beginning of my issues. Radiating from the floor was cold beyond cold. I had the sensation of falling into the heart of a cold, dead star. How I even knew what the felt like was an impossibility."He feels very cold," protested one of the two guards, in Mandarin; pulling me back to my feet groused."If your incompetence has led to his terminal condition," the male twin threatened. I felt the approach of the female twin, her reaching for me. A new intense pain seared me to the cores of my bones. Before she yanked my hair up, my body reignited.I found myself stared into her pitiless eyes that regarded me with the casual callousness of a veterinarian preparing to put down some rabid stray dog. She ran three fingers over my cheek."What are you babbling about?" she snapped at the two commandoes. "If anything, he is feverish.""Zhen, have him sedated," Chief Necromancer demanded. "Mu, now we will do this my way." Once more I was bound. Someone stabbed a needle into my right triceps. That was a mere discomfort. If I had any consolation, it was hearing Mu ordering the execution of the two men I'd shot.They didn't have the time and facilities to tend to their immediate emergency needs and taking them to a trauma center wasn't going to happen. Those two went into body bags. I had to assume they would be joining us on the plane, though they'd be in the cargo compartment."What are you smiling at?" I heard Zhen snapping before my world collapsed down to a pinhole of light."Lady, I don't know what you said," Aya declared happily. "You are probably angry that Cáel has already killed two of you and we haven't even got off the ground yet." I heard a sound I couldn't make out followed by another and finally a third. That resulted in an Aya-squeak. Ah, she'd tried to hit Aya and Aya had dodged the first two blows. Good girl."Cáel isn't going to like you doing that," Aya chirped."Aya's a winner," I mumbled. I wasn't in control of my senses when they dragged me onto a waiting jet. I wasn't worried. With Aya at my side, I was invincible.DreamingI looked at her face, so youthful, beautiful in her own way, yet far from innocent. She bore a terrible weight. The armor she was wearing, that of a heavy horseman of the steppe, was a leather coat, chain links over her vulnerable regions (throat, underarms and skirt), with the rest being covered by darkened bronze plates.Her iron helmet was open-faced with mobile plates covering her cheeks as well as the sides and the back of her neck; it bore a white horse-hair plume, it was the only feature of her panoply that would draw any special attention her way. She carried no shield. Instead, she wielded a powerful horn & sinew composite recurve bow. She used her knees to rise up on her mount and fire over the mare's head.Similarly attired women rode close to either side of this young woman. Both were older; one in her early forties and the other ~ late thirties. The one to the left bore a lance, not in the couched fashion most people today are familiar with, but used in a double-handed over-head fighting style.The woman to the right fought with a strange blade. It wasn't saber ~ an ancestor of that blade perhaps. It was about a meter long, no hand guard, single-edged except for the top 4 cm on the back side which was equally sharp. Her left hand remained free. I think I saw her purpose. If the young woman got into difficulty, her guardian on the right could pull her horse away and lead the woman to safety.Behind and beside those three rode perhaps three hundred of their sisters. Those in the center were as heavily armored as those three. On each flank were the lighter, faster bow-women, on smaller steeds. The women in the center rode larger mounts that were good for carrying weight and pushing home a charge, while the flanking steppe ponies were virtually tireless.In the center, identified only by her long golden-mane helm, was the Golden Mare ~ War Leader of the Host. The Amazons didn't fly pennants or carry banners. They judged the course of battle by that woman's head movements (the mane was quite long) and the shrill horn blasts unique to the Amazons.Let the barbarians have the all too common deep booming horns calls and their totems raised high for the world to see. Let the Romans keep their trumpets and Legion standards. Amazons had been putting those fools in their graves from time immemorial. Right now, those horns had summoned the Host to a trot.The Hun, Attila, had tasked the Sarmatian Chieftain, under whose banner they rode, to deal with another crisis, the third this short day. Once more, they directed their horses over Catalaunian Fields. The Ostrogoth had gotten themselves into a world of trouble, those filthy, stinking Germans (why was I even thinking that way?)First the Amazons had ridden forth on Attila's right, reinforcing the allied Germanic tribes on the Right Wing in their attempt to force a wedge between Aetius' Romans and King Sangiban's Alans. They'd shown the fools the way, but the supporting Gepids cavalry was too timid and by the time they began to approach, the Golden Mare had been forced to sound 'retire'.The Roman auxiliary cavalry, though of poor quality, had plugged the gap. The Host were too few and too valuable (in their estimation) to die holding a position that their 'allies' might not rescue them from. Next, they had been directed to attack the center of the Alan cavalry line in support of the Huns.Despite the cowardice of their king, the Alans were hardy fighters and too accustomed to the style of steppe warfare that the Host practiced to be lured away from their position. Arrows were exchanged and brief, brutal skirmishes developed, but no advantage was gained. With their mounts exhausted, the Golden Mare had ordered the Host to retired to their camp to water their horses and refill their quivers.That bit of common sense and tactical wisdom placed them in their present crisis. Their Ostrogoth allies had been beating themselves against their Visigoth cousins all afternoon, charging up the same cursed slope that any sane commander would have found a way to flank. No, the Germans had failed seven times using the same plan, so they tried an eighth.Miraculously, they had gained a toehold on the ridgeline and killed the Visigothic King. Like a mob of mindless farmers, the Ostrogoths stopped to celebrate their 'victory' and taunt the Visigoths with the mutilated body of their fallen leader. The Visigoths had been properly incensed and counter-attacked. That's what Princes were for, to avenge their fallen Sires.As the Host exited the Hunnic laager, they'd seen the calamity unfold. The wavering Visigoth infantry had stiffened their line. Believing the Ostrogoths would press forward, the Horse-tail banner of Attila himself broke away from the central Hunnic body, pivoted to his left and thundered into the Visigoth's exposed flank.In the din of battle, it may have looked to the Great Warlord that he had a vanishing opportunity for victory. From the valley below, it was much clearer to the Amazons that the moment to break the Visigothic infantry had passed. The Huns were too tired; their mounts frothing from a long, hot afternoon of battle. Without a swift follow-through, the attack was doomed.At that point, headlong flight for the Amazons wasn't possible. Their long term survival hung on the Hunnic King keeping his Germanic 'allies' in line. They were still somewhere in eastern Roman Gaul, with the Rhine to ford and a land thick with perpetually vicious, blood-thirsty, crotch-scratching, flea-bitten Germanic barbarians to cross before they saw the green rolling hills of home again.No, the Golden Mare, and that young lady knew they had to do something to stem the tide of this disaster for another hour, then darkness would force the combatants to separate so they could try their hand at battle the next day. As the Golden Mare rode to the Sarmatian Chieftain, a rider came through the dust from Attila. The Visigothic cavalry had returned with a vengeance and the Ostrogoths were folding up.The Sarmatians (with their attached Amazons) were to 'somehow' repair the situation. As the Chieftain, the Golden Mare and three Sarmatian tribal leaders hastily discussed the actions. They saw the Hunnic Right, under hard pressure from the Roman attack, beginning to disintegrate. Of immediate concern was the rift opening up between the retreating Hunnic Gepids and the Hunnic horsemen holding the center.King Sangiban had finally discovered his manhood. The Alans attacked through that gap in the Hunnic lines and a rout was in the offing. The Sarmatian Leader decided he had to answer Attila's call. The Golden Mare offered to take her Amazons and whichever tribal leader volunteered first to ride with her against the Alans.She drew her sword and held it aloft then motioned the Sarmatians to look at her shadow."We will hold them off until the length of our swords double (the shadow). Then we are all on our own," she offered. There was no further discussion necessary. There was nothing else to say. The Host and their allies had the fresher horses and full quivers.The Alans had numbers but no heavy horse present, yet. The Host had answered Attila's call to war and now, nearly a year away from their homes in the forested steppe lands of modern-day Bukovina. At that moment they were wondering how few of them would ever see their horse herds roaming free this side of life.That was where my vision came in ~ that woman was 'Ishara', the last of my major bloodline of the first Ishara and this was the last hour of her life. The other two women were the only other two members of that vanishing bloodline. One was her aunt and the other a cousin. Despite the dire peril to their lineage, they joined their sisters in battle.Even though they were outnumber 2 to 1, the Amazons swept aside the first burst of Alans, scattering their bands and hunting the slowest of them down. Rushing alone to fill the gaping hole in the main battle lines was to abandon all tactical sense. Eighty Amazon heavy horse and perhaps twenty more Sarmatians ~ they were integrated now ~ alone simply weren't enough.For the roughly 300 lightly armored horse-archers, it would be a pointless suicide and that was not the Amazon way. Instead, they scattered the initial Alan rush then gently trotted back down the slope. Of course, the Alans regrouped and followed. It was the battle pulse of steppe skirmishing.By simply existing, they turned the rushing wave of that first Alan charge into a slowly strengthening tide. The Alans' mounts were tired and in need of water. Their quivers were nearly empty and some were seen at the top of the slope looting the quivers of the fallen. Whenever they could, the Amazons killed those clever souls.Killing an archer closer to you who only had two arrows left wasn't as economical as killing the one who was both dismounted, thus an easier shot, and about to have fifteen bolts to use against you. Without the constant harassment, the Gepids were able to keep their retreat orderly. In turn, the other Germanics farther to the right kept their mobs relatively intact as well.Their success earned them the inevitable enemy reaction. From his vantage point, the Roman Aetius saw the vulnerable and unsupported position the Amazons held. If he could push past the Amazon screen, he could still achieve a route instead of accepting a mere victory for his side. The solution was a force of

Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett with Showbox Sires announce a new partnership in New Zealand. Worldwide Sires/Worldwide Sires New Zealand and Lawwal Holsteins are excited about the showbox sires product line and have created an innovative approach to selling the Showbox Sires product in New Zealand. In this Evolution of the Great Cow podcast, they touch on the cows Showbox owns, some of the sires in the line up, and the new partnership.

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Send us a textAuthorities on backing slow horses, enthusiasts of spinning yarns.Cracking Group 1s in Sydney, while there was another questionable Melbourne mile for the 3yos00:00 - You can have that dross02:05 - Randwick meeting review22:55 - Flemington meeting review31:50 - Futures FocusOn The Drift, the self acclaimed biggest horse racing podcast on the Northside of Brisbane. We preview and review the Group 1 races across the Australian Thoroughbred Racing calendar, while providing best bets each week and a few you can put a line through. We have a light hearted look at the racing industry, talking about topics that racing ethusiasts care about.If you're having a bet this Spring, take it to the Neds level: www.neds.com.auJoin us on Instagram, Twitter & Tiktok.Thanks for listening

Send us a textIn this Valentine's Day themed episode, Dr. Colleen Brady of Purdue University discusses how one should shop for the perfect stallion.  We begin with the big question - should you even breed your mare?  From handsome looks to stellar personalities, it is all important.

STgenetics® Mid-Release New Sires are out and in this STtalks we pull out important groupings and look at what these new bulls have to offer! Logan Voigts, STgenetics Genetic Services Specialist, joins us as we break down some of these individuals, looking at their unique traits, family lines and overall offerings. Of the 26 New Sires available, 5 of them are Legend™ Sires, 20 of them are available in Ultraplus High Purity™, 17 of them are over +1300 Eco$ and the list goes on and on! A discussion on new genetics you don't want to miss out on!

In this episode of the Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett of Showbox Sires talk about their latest release Shake It-ET 200HO13139. In the podcast they speak to Tyler Dorian of Ferme Jacobs about this bull. Shake It is the Son of one of the greatest show cows to ever grace the ring, Shakira. It will be available through Semex and the Showbox Sires program.

 Something had to be done about the ominous world population decrease.Based on the works of ron de, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Kristin lay naked on the bed with her legs spread a little and watched as S405698 removed his clothing. Before, she'd been nervous, but eager. Now, as he removed his underwear and his erect cock bobbed free, she was nervous and a little afraid. It was her first time in six months, the celibacy period mandated by her contract, and she was a little fearful of how it would feel. He looked large - not particularly long, but really thick. Matt, her former partner, hadn't been so thick and it always felt like he stretched her a lot.He smiled as he approached."This your first time here?"Kristin nodded her confirmation.He smiled again and stroked her right breast."Just relax, and I'll make this great for both of us. Do you have a favorite position?"Kristin's voice was almost a whisper."I thought it made a difference and we'd have to do it with you on top."He chuckled."That's just an old wives tale. All the data says it really doesn't matter as long as you have an orgasm. Usually it doesn't matter even if you don't providing the time is right, but I'll make sure you do. Now, what do you like? I read your application, but some women have special things they like and are too embarrassed to write them down. It's just you and me here, and it will be better for us both if I know."Kristin thought for a moment. Should she tell him, could she tell him, that having her nipples pinched tight and then pulled would send her into a blinding orgasm? Would he think she was weird if she told him that?He smiled when she didn't answer."You won't shock me, I promise. I've heard everything from 'spank me really hard' to 'pull my hair' to 'tell me I'm just a brood cow and you're going to breed me like a bull'. There have been other things too, but those are probably the most common."Kristin smiled coyly."Well...I like it best when I'm on my hands and knees...and I like my nipples pinched hard and then pulled."He smiled again."That's one of my favorites too. Before we do that, let's get you ready."Kristin was quiet when he began stroking her breasts, but caught her breath when he lightly brushed her nipples with his fingertips. When he nuzzled her breast and then closed his lips around her right nipple, she closed her eyes so she could feel every little tingle. After he stroked down her side and then slipped a fingertip between her puffy lips, she wasn't afraid anymore. She just felt the craving building, the craving to be penetrated by his thick cock, and then taken to the point her body would convulse as the orgasm sent her into a blinding fog of sensations.That was when he'd pump his seed into her, the thick, white, sticky ropes carrying his sperm that would find their way to her womb and impregnate her. She wouldn't feel the spurts, she knew that, but she'd feel his thick cock throb inside her when he did it. Some women in her group who were there for the second or third time said they thought they could feel it splatter inside them, but Kristin never had. All she'd ever felt were the contractions that twisted her belly in a knot, caused her legs to turn to jelly, and made her hips writhe around the cock inside her.And so it was that day. He stroked his finger in and out, then used two fingers to stroke deep while his thumb lightly brushed her clit, and all the time, his mouth sucked and pulled at her nipples. By the time he turned her over and lifted her hips so she was on her hands and knees, she'd felt the orgasm building twice. He'd stopped his stroking fingers and thumb then, but as soon as her hips stopped rocking into his hand, he started again.Kristin had just gotten to her hands and knees when she felt him spread her lips and then slide his rigid cock between them. She was so wet by then there wasn't much sensation until his cock head touched her clit. Her body jerked when that happened and she tried to move forward so his cock was at her entrance.He wouldn't let her do that though. He just kept stroking his cock between her wet, swollen lips until his cock head and shaft glistened with the slippery/sticky wetness that flowed from her entrance when she tightened her belly. He smiled to himself at how well he'd excited her.That was a point of personal pride with him. He'd been taught the mechanics, but his real education had come from a woman named Barbara. She'd been very forward about what she liked and didn't like, and one of the things she liked was being teased until she was gasping for breath and her wetness flowed enough it trickled from her entrance and then down between her ass cheeks.He knew Kristin was ready when she began pushing back against him, trying to get his cock inside her. He hoped she was close to an orgasm because when a breeder acted like this one was acting, he sometimes had trouble holding back until she came. It wasn't the way she moaned and panted. It was the way her lips gradually swelled and then opened when he spread her legs a little more.Kristin felt him pushing his cock head at her entrance and then the feeling of him stretching her open. It didn't happen all at once like she thought it might. After all, he was being paid to breed her, not to make love to her and she thought he'd want to do it as fast as possible.He didn't though, and Kristin couldn't hold back the moan as his thick, swollen cock head eased into the snug spot just inside her entrance. She moaned again when he pushed deeper and she felt him fill that tight ring. He didn't keep going then. He just pushed in and out right there, making his cock head stretch her open and then letting her close a little. In less than a minute, Kristin was unconsciously pushing back at his cock and trying to get him inside her all the way.He did push harder then, and Kristin gasped as his cock head slipped past that snug spot but the stretching feeling didn't lessen. It was still there, the same pressure that sent little tingling sensations to her brain and her core. Those sensations tightened her belly and took every thought from her mind except the exquisite stretching and his hands on her breasts.He was carefully watching what she did, and when he began hearing her rasping, panting breaths knew she was close. He moved his hands from cupping her full, hanging breasts to close his fingertips on her swollen nipples. When he pinched them lightly, she moaned. He pinched harder and felt her passage clamp down on his cock.She rammed her body back when he pinched harder still, hard enough he knew he was flattening her nipples between his index fingers and thumbs, and she started to make continuous little moans. It would only take a little more and she'd have the orgasm she needed to have for it to be nearly certain he'd impregnate her.He pulled down hard then and stretched her breasts out into cones. She shrieked and he felt her begin to shake. She started to sag then because her legs were shaking, so he put his left hand under her belly to hold her up, and began pushing his cock in and out a little faster. In moments, she began to murmur something he couldn't understand, and when he pulled hard on her right nipple, she shrieked and started to writhe her hips. As soon as he felt her body jerk the first time, he allowed himself to let go. With a groan, he pushed his cock in until his belly flattened her shaking hips and then felt the surge race up his cock and inside her. Three more times, he gasped as his cock went home and another surge flew out the tip.She was still making little mewing cries and pushing back into his cock when he groaned and felt another tightening in his cock. That one would be just a dribble, but it would add to the amount he could already feel leaking out of her and onto the mattress.It wouldn't matter if some leaked out. He could feel her body moving now, feel her passage contract and then push out, then contract again. Her body was doing what it was supposed to do, dipping the tip of her womb into the sperm that covered it and helping the sperm find its way inside.He kept his cock in her and stroking until it got soft enough it was just bending when he stroked in. He pulled out then, but held her lips closed with two fingers until he couldn't feel the little contractions anymore. He knew it wouldn't matter if he did that, but he liked the way most women reacted when he lightly pinched their lips together and then moved them around. This one was no exception. She purred out a little moan and then her hips rocked a little.She was lying on her back when he got dressed, and just before he left; she blew him a kiss and said "Thank you".He grinned."The pleasure was mine."The EmptinessAs Danny walked back to his room, he smiled at his fortune to be one of the chosen males. It was partly because of his intelligence but also because of his build. He was a little over six feet tall, depending upon the time of day, and was a lean and strong hundred and seventy pounds. That had been enough to get him the position, and when his sperm count was higher than average, that was an added advantage.He didn't know how many women he'd impregnated, but he knew he'd been mated with about a hundred and fifty over the past two years. He figured he had about another ten years of service left, give or take, as long as his sperm count remained at least average. By that time, the crisis would have been avoided and though the breeding program would still be required, the natural process of reproduction would again be helping to populate the earth.In another four days, Danny would have another appointment with a woman probably between the ages of nineteen and twenty-nine. There had been women as old as forty in the beginning, but anything over twenty-nine was considered a little old now. A breeder could be bred only every two years, and the sociologists had all agreed that after the age of thirty, the breeder should concentrate on child rearing. A woman who was nineteen at her first breeding was optimal. She could be bred seven times before retiring.The other issue with a woman's age was fertility. After the age of thirty, it sometimes took two breedings to impregnate her, and that wasted sperm. Women as old as forty had been used to get things started though, because not using every available and willing woman would have been catastrophic. A few women over thirty were still being bred, but those were women with exceptionally high intelligence, nearly perfect physical traits, and strong mothering instincts.Foundational KnowledgeThe federation authorities were not going to question the sages of the academics. Science must never be questioned by the unenlightened; and certainly not publicly opposed. It was met with swift re-education orders, and the rebels who dared challenge the sages were taken to institutions where they were re-educated. Sometimes they were further treated with pharmaceuticals to bring ‘balance' to their temperament, before slowly being re-introduced to the civilian populations.Mandated Abstinence PhaseFour days of rest was optimal for Danny according to the testing he'd been through. Some sires needed as many as six, but four days gave his body a chance to replenish his sperm and gave his mind a chance to rest from the concentration required to ensure the woman had an orgasm. During those days, he'd sleep, eat, stay in shape with a workout or a swim, and do little else other than take a class or two in how to arouse women. Danny didn't really need the classes in how to cause orgasms in most women, but there were some women who needed what Judy, the instructor, called "special handling", so he'd take at least one.Judy always taught the classes nude so she could demonstrate, and Danny wished she was one of the breeders. While he was skilled in producing orgasms in any woman, he sometimes had to concentrate on producing his own if the breeder had small breasts or narrow hips. Judy had the large, heavy breasts and sensuous, wide hips, the same characteristics that always made it easy for him to fill a breeder with his sperm. Unfortunately for him, Judy was forty-eight and no longer fertile. Coupling with her would have been an exquisite experience, he thought, but would have also been a waste of his sperm.He'd have liked being the first to breed her because she was probably quite a woman when she was nineteen, but in those days, things were done a little differently. Most matings were natural then, and the selection process was left up to the individuals involved.A Dying Human RaceNo one could put a single, concrete reason to the lack of population growth the world was experiencing during the early 2000's, but it was definitely a problem and it was growing quickly. In 2015, the population of the globe was a little over seven billion and growing slowly. By 2030, that number had stabilized because the death rate was about equal to the birth rate. Medical science had not been able to find a way to extend the life of any individual. All evidence appeared to point to a biologically programmed "expiration date" for the human body.It was estimated by the W H O that with the current declining birth and steady death rates, in ten years the population of Earth would be nearly halved and would continue to decline at a rate of about eight percent per year. Within twenty years because of geographical dispersion, the human species would effectively be extinct. A few small pockets of humans would exist in the major cities, but would quickly begin to suffer from congenital diseases and defects cause by lack of genetic diversity.There were various theories for the decrease in birth rate proposed, but the problem was worldwide, so culture was not a major influence. What appeared to be the cause were several major changes in how people thought about their roles in society.Some sociologists thought the problem began in the 1960's with the so-called "free love" generation. The culture of the "hippies" changed sex into something anyone could enjoy and they did. Women learned about having orgasms and men learned that having an orgasm at the same time as your partner was much more enjoyable than basically using a woman to masturbate with instead of using their hands. The advent of the birth control pill furthered this "sex without guilt" mentality because it nearly eliminated the risk of pregnancy.Other sociologists thought it was the generation of children born to the free-love generation. While when they were young, most of the free-love generation had rejected normal jobs and careers, as they got older, they fell into line behind their parents. The difference was they made more money than their parents and could afford to give their children more. Those children grew up and became selfish because they'd seldom had to wait for anything.When they looked back at their parents, what they saw were people who had sacrificed a lot to give their children what everybody else's children had, from new bikes to the latest style in clothing to the limousine that took them to their high school prom. According to the sociologists, that realization made them vow to not have children so they didn't have to sacrifice anything in their quest for self-satisfaction. Better and safer birth control methods made that goal a reality.It was obvious to most nations in the world that if the birth rate continued to decline, long before human extinction became reality there would be fewer young people working to support the world economy while there were more older people consuming the results of that economy. Infrastructure would deteriorate because of the lack of labor to keep it running, and food would be an ever-increasing problem because of the lack of agricultural workers. The social safety-net systems such as medical care and financial support in the form of the various government entitlement systems would suffer a spiraling decline in input while their outlay would continually increase.The result was the formation of the "W R E - the acronym for "World Re-population Effort" - by the leaders of every developed country on the globe. This organization was separate from the United Nations because world leaders knew the problem had to be solved quickly. Any committee of the United Nations would only hold meaningless votes on meaningless, non-binding resolutions for years. There would likely be UN diplomats continuing to argue over infinitesimal details even as the light of human existence slowly flickered out.After six months of debate about the practical and ethical considerations, the W R E embarked upon a solution. That solution was to offer free medical care, free housing, and financial support for life to any woman, single or married, who would agree to be impregnated and raise the child to adulthood. The program was funded by the World Bank after that organization was appraised of the consequences of doing nothing.In the manner of all government programs, the W R E wrote a glossary of accepted terms. Women participating in the program were designated as "Base Re-population Donor Recipients " or the acronym "BRDR". Men serving as sperm donors were designated as "Sperm Inception Reservoirs ", or "SIR". Both terms were to be used in any and all public correspondence and conversation, but in private conversations in the W R E clinics, the doctors and nurses used the somewhat phonetic pronunciations of "Breeder" and "Sire". To guarantee anonymity but allow for detailed tracking, in all records breeders were given a number -- a "B" followed by a sequential number. Sires were likewise numbered by an "S" followed by a sequential number.In the early stages of the program, it was felt the breeding should proceed by clinical means to guarantee conception happened in a sterile environment, so the breeder was impregnated by artificial insemination. The success rate was relatively poor, being only about thirty percent for women under thirty and only about ten percent for women between thirty and thirty-five.After multiple studies that all proved inconclusive relative to how to improve that success rate by artificial means, some old data about the success of natural conception was compared to the new data. The old data demonstrated almost a seventy percent conception success rate for women between nineteen and thirty-five if the woman was monitoring her fertility and her partner's sperm count was average. The success rate was still over fifty percent even if the woman did no monitoring.As a result, the W R E began a trial program of natural matings between sires and breeders. The success rate was the predicted sixty-five to seventy percent if the breeder didn't have an orgasm, seventy-five percent if she did, and eighty percent if she had an orgasm and the sire had a high sperm count. After a year of the trial, this method became the norm.It was also determined during the trial program that virgins seldom conceived at the first mating, while all fell within the predicted ranges after the second. The doctors and psychologists employed by the W R E stated this was for two reasons. Most women experienced some amount of pain when their maidenhead was broken and that pain prevented them from having an orgasm. The other reason was that many women reported being too nervous about their first experience with intercourse and so couldn't let themselves relax and enjoy the same experience they always enjoyed when masturbating.The solution developed was to pair a virgin breeder with an experienced sire who had been taught to understand she might be apprehensive and had been taught how to overcome that tendency as well as to minimize the pain she might feel.In both types of breeders, those who were virgins and those who were not, their sires were selected to compliment and accent the characteristics of intelligence and physical development. That topic, standards for pairing breeders and sires, was the topic most debated through the program development.While throughout most of human civilization, mate selection was mostly random and served to continue proliferation of the strongest genes, there were always some children born who had a difficult time fitting into that civilization. With the advent of the sequencing of the human genome and subsequent deciphering of which gene did what, it was possible to eliminate these mistakes of nature.Utilization of that ability did not upset most people when the program was proposed. After all, what person would desire to produce a child with a mental or physical deformity or a propensity toward a life of crime?The selections would be random, but random among volunteers deemed to guarantee the resulting offspring would be the best humankind could produce. While race of the sire would be an option selectable only by the breeder, the characteristics of mental and physical health and mental stability would take precedence over any other criteria.All breeders and sires had their DNA sequenced and categorized relative to genetic disposition toward both traits considered good and bad. When a breeder signed her contract, she was given a list of potential sires. The sires on that list were matched to her DNA to yield a child with above average intelligence, no propensity for development of congenital disease or physical deformity, and most importantly, no tendencies to resist the codes of society.It was impossible to find breeders and sires with no undesirable genetic characteristics, so the pairing routine matched breeders with undesirable characteristics with sires who had the genetic makeup to counteract those characteristics. In this manner, the new population would be stronger, more intelligent, and there would be little, if any, crime.While there were still babies being naturally conceived by couples, that was both a blessing and a concern. Those babies were needed to re-populate the planet, but some of those babies would develop the unfavorable characteristics dictated by their DNA.After some deliberation about methods of guaranteeing proper genetic makeup of all children born, the W R E concluded that the number of such children produced by natural matings would be small compared to the number of planned births. That number would be small enough that any mental abnormalities could be handled by the current methods of incarceration or psychiatric treatment. Physical abnormalities would be handled by corrective surgery or prosthetics. Both would disappear in a generation or two anyway.The initial year of the program proved the potential of the plan. The initial two thousand sires chosen from all over the world had each been mated with between sixty and eighty breeders each, and the result was eighty-three thousand babies.The impregnation rate was a disappointing sixty- percent, but this was attributed to the age of some of the breeders. The second year, the number of sires was increased to six thousand, the number of breeders by two hundred fifty thousand, and eleven months later, the number of births was over three hundred and fifty thousand births.At that rate of impregnation, within one generation, the population of the Earth would be well on the way to return to the levels of the early 2000's. Given that the selection process matched breeders and sires for both physical and mental characteristics, those new individuals would have a natural desire to reproduce and the resulting children would return the world's birthrate to a percentage that would match the world's death rate.Several psychologists had warned of the unintended consequence of a planned and organized breeding program. After an entire generation of men and women had been conceived, born, and raised to the state of adulthood, they might resolve themselves to arranged breedings as the norm.It wasn't hard for Danny to believe that would be the case. He seldom felt anything for any breeder he impregnated. It was just his job, albeit a very pleasant job. He knew the other sires felt much the same way.Technology of InseminationAfter Danny filled out his after-breeding report detailing the experience - the breeding position used, what techniques he had used to arouse her, had the breeder achieved an orgasm or not, and a short written statement of his impressions of the breeder - he sent the electronic form to the central computer and then sat down to reflect upon what he had written.Danny didn't think anybody actually read his comments, but in actuality, they were the most important data on the form to the psychiatrists monitoring the breeding program. They understood that there would be some mental stress if men were coupled with anonymous women by a computer program rather than by natural means.Female humans were biologically programmed to seek a single mate to care for and to protect them and to mingle their genetic makeup with a male who made them feel safe and secure. Using a computer program to match breeders and sires was contrary to that programming and could cause stress which would prevent the breeder from conceiving.As a result, every breeder received counseling before being bred. The counseling sessions were intended to make the breeder accepting of the sire by pointing out how the sires available to her were compatible with her list of likes and dislikes. While a few breeders were still hesitant, the method worked for most and they readily chose a sire from the list.Studies had shown that once the breeder was pregnant, the resulting hormonal changes would minimize the instinct to bond with a male and replace that instinct with the instinct to nurture the child. No counseling was required for a breeder until the next breeding.Sires were a different problem. Sires experienced no changes in hormone types or levels as a result of breeding a breeder, and were prone to follow their instincts when breeding. Those instincts were to breed as many females as possible in order to successfully pass on their genes, but there were some conditions unique to each sire that caused the breeding instinct to manifest itself.There were the usual conditions of mental compatibility and personality, but those could be sorted and matched based upon the genetic data for each breeder and each sire. The condition that could not be predicted was attraction of the breeder to the sire. This was because the primary attraction was physical beauty. Physical beauty was evaluated differently by each sire and appeared to be "learned" rather than genetic because there were no markers in the genome that correlated with any sire's initial psychological analysis or his after-breeding reports.As a result, each sire receive special counseling between breedings. These counseling sessions were one-on-one interactions between the sire and a psychiatrist and took the form of observation and discussion between the two of pictures of women representing all races, body types and facial features. The sire would explain what he liked and didn't like about a particular woman and why. The psychiatrist would then attempt to determine and explain the reasons for the sire's evaluation with the hope future matings would be more in accord with each sire's preferences.The psychiatrist who worked with Danny was Regina Allison. Regina was very skilled in her field, but hadn't made much headway with Danny. She thought she understood why.While most sires had a strong desire to breed and would accept almost any breeder, over time a curious anomaly was seen. If they reported the breeder was attractive, it was usual that impregnation would result from one breeding. If that attractiveness was not there, the sire would still breed the breeder, but about twenty-five percent of the time a subsequent breeding would be required.The anomaly did not appear to be a result of something the breeders were doing. A breeder that required two breedings when bred to one sire would conceive at the first breeding with another sire of similar characteristics. Regina began to concentrate on the sire as the possible cause of the anomaly.She had studied this phenomena over the period of a year by collecting sperm samples from freshly serviced breeders and making a sperm count, and then interviewing the sire to determine his thoughts about the particular breeder. All her data indicated that a sire tended to react by withholding sperm from those breeders he found less than attractive. Regina believed the sire's brain was regulating the number of sperm expelled in order to maintain a reserve for a breeder the sire found attractive.Regina had put her data into a proposal for the W R E, and had been given approval for a pilot program of one sire and twenty breeders. She had selected Danny as her sire, and he would select the twenty breeders from a group who were genetically matched to him.It was the day of his appointment after breeding Kristin that she proposed her pilot program to Danny."Danny, you've been a sire for almost two years now. We've talked about your opinions of various breeders before, and I must say our conversations have been interesting. I find it fascinating that you really want a mental connection with the breeders."As you already know from the weekly sessions, the average impregnation rate for the total program is about seventy-five percent. I and the other psychologists have been studying all breedings to determine why our average isn't higher."We have discovered an interesting correlation between the after-breeding report from our sires and the impregnation rate. Our data suggests if a sire finds a breeder less than - for lack of a better word, I'll use 'attractive' - if a sire finds a breeder less than attractive, his impregnation success is reduced. The correlation is there for every sire I have studied."When I looked for a cause, the data demonstrated the sire's sperm count present at the time of breeding was lower for less attractive breeders while sperm count for more attractive breeders was at or even a little higher than the base line sperm count for that sire. Sperm count correlated extremely well with impregnation success and by inference, to the attractiveness of the breeder to the sire. I have found no correlation of any breeder characteristic across the range of sires studied. It appears as though attractiveness is a variable unique to each sire."You've been successful in impregnating almost all breeders, and in fact, your average impregnation rate is about eighty-nine percent, but you are very similar to other sires. Your sperm count decreases when you breed a woman who does not match the characteristics you find most attractive. It is probable that your high baseline sperm count minimizes the difference in your success at breeding breeders of different characteristics."Danny was a little confused. It was true that he found some breeders more attractive than others, but he didn't know how that could affect his sperm count. He also didn't think it made much difference as long as the breeder impregnation rate remained high."What difference does it make as long as the breeder is impregnated? Isn't that the point - for sires to impregnate the breeders matched with them?"Regina frowned."If it was that simple, no, it wouldn't make any difference. The problem is that unlike you, some sires have an impregnation rate in the order of ninety percent if they find the breeder attractive, but only fifty percent if they don't. The data says the problem is related to sperm count, and we don't understand why and how a sire can vary it."We understand you can't intentionally change your sperm count, but there are still a lot of things we don't know about the human brain. What my data shows about you is that your sperm count is lower when you breed a woman with small breasts than when you breed a woman with large breasts. The same data correlates with several other factors you've related in your post-breeding reports."Your sperm count is about average with blonde breeders, lower than average with breeders with black hair, and higher than average with breeders with brown or red hair. You apparently also favor breeders with fuller figures over slender figures."The many variations of male preferences have been documented by multiple studies, but it was never suspected those preferences would affect reproduction. What I believe is your brain subconsciously controls your sperm count based upon your evaluation of the breeder. It's probably a vestige of instinct from the early days of man and would ensure the variability of the gene pool."Now, we find ourselves in the position of requiring rapid population growth while still maintaining variability in the gene pool. To accomplish that goal, we need to have impregnation rates in the order of at least eighty percent. The only way to do that is a controlled study to determine if sperm count is truly affected by the attractiveness of the breeder to the sire. I want you to be part of that study."Danny couldn't see how any study could be much different than what he was already doing. It would probably be more interesting than just breeding a different breeder every four days.He shrugged."I guess I can. What do I have to do?"Regina smiled."I hoped you'd say yes. Here is the plan I've laid out.Regina's plan didn't sound any different than what he'd already been doing, and that's what he told Regina. She smiled again."Breeder selection is the real difference. Each week, I'll give you the applications of six breeders along with a picture of them both clothed and nude. You'll choose the breeder you prefer from those six. The other five will be matched with other sires just as happens today."Regina pursed her lips then."Danny, there is one other change of which you need to be aware. Sociologists have been concerned about the feasibility of children being raised only by breeders. As part of this study, each of the breeders will stay with us until they give birth. Once you've bred all twenty, you'll be able to choose which breeder you'd like to breed again even if she's already pregnant.Danny chuckled."It sounds like you're going to give me a harem to take care of."Regina grinned."In some respects that is what it is. After she gives birth, those breeders and their children will stay with us to be bred again, this time as you see fit. In this way we can correlate your initial after-breeding report results with the breedings in subsequent years. You'll have your choice of breeder, your choice of the timing, and of course, her acceptance to be bred again by you."Danny smiled."That might be nice, but I don't think twenty women and their children are going to fit in my room."Regina waved her hands."No, they won't, but they will fit in the house that's nearly finished. The house is being built a hundred kilometers from the city limits on one of the auto-farms. We felt that it would be easier for you and the breeders and their children to develop relationships if the setting was of a more private nature."When Danny saw what Regina had called the breeding study house, he was amazed at how much she'd understated the size. It wasn't a house. It was a mansion. On one wing of the first floor was a dining room with several tables that Danny figured would sit at least sixty people. The center part of the house was a huge living area with couches and chairs for at least a hundred people. These were arranged in groups around the twenty televisions that lined the walls. On the other wing of the house was the kitchen and quarters for the twenty service people who would do the cooking, cleaning, and grounds work.The second floor consisted of twenty-three apartments, each with a small living area, two bedrooms and a bath. One of those apartments would be Danny's and across the hall was a breeding room. Unlike the breeding rooms at the W R E breeding center, this one was equipped with video cameras located to provide six different views of the breeding bed. Regina said her apartment would be adjacent to the breeding room.The third floor was a small functioning hospital that would be mainly used as a maternity hospital with two examination rooms, two labor rooms, two delivery rooms and two operating rooms along with living quarters for three doctors -- a general practitioner, an obstetrician, a surgeon, and six nurses. Their quarters were also on the third floor. Regina told Danny the hospital was equipped to handle almost any emergency though it's primary function would be as a birthing center.A week later, the new location was complete with a small staff, and Danny and Regina moved in. That afternoon, Regina brought six folders to Danny."These are the first group. What I want you to do is look at them all, and record what you think on a form that is the same form as the new after-breeding report.Then, select the breeder you like best and I'll have her moved here. She'll be ready to breed anytime in the next six days, so you have some time to decide."After dinner, Danny sat down with the folders and read all the applications. The applications were somewhat different than the applications he'd read before. The applications he was used to only contained height and weight along with a psychiatrist's evaluation of the breeder and a picture of the breeder's face. The new applications included a lot more physical data such as body measurements along with a statement by the breeder of her expectations from the program. There were also four pictures included, two of the breeder's full body, dressed and in frontal and profile views, and two of the breeder nude in the same poses.The other difference was the breeders were identified by breeder number as had always been the case, but this time, each breeder was also identified by a first name. Danny found knowing the first name of the breeders was somehow comforting. He'd never known that information before and all breeders were told not to tell him their name.Danny didn't pay much attention to the written part of the applications. Instead, he spread all the pictures out on his desk so he could compare them. He was surprised by two things.There was a huge difference in how he saw each breeder when she was dressed versus when she was nude. When the breeder was dressed, his attention was drawn to her face and hair. When she was nude, his attention was drawn to her breasts, waist, hips, and legs. He found that with some of the six, he was attracted to the face of a breeder, but not to her body, and sometimes it was the other way around. Only one seemed to be attractive both ways, a blonde named Barbara.Barbara had a face that pleased him, and although her breasts weren't especially large and her hips weren't as wide as some, he found himself comparing all the other pictures to the pictures of her.He hadn't expected that to happen. What he'd expected was that he'd be attracted to more than one and would have to choose between them. When Danny filled out the selection form, he rated the women honestly, and even though some of their scores were higher than Barbara's, he still checked the box on her form as the breeder he'd selected.When Danny gave the folders back to Regina, she looked at his evaluations and the check mark on Barbara's form, but only said, "I'll have her here in two days. She'll be ready to breed two days after that."It felt odd to meet Barbara and to get to know her during the two days before the scheduled breeding. Before, Danny had only had a few minutes with a breeder before beginning the breeding process. He wasn't certain how to act, and he thought Barbara was a little confused as well. It was like when he was in high school and on a first date with a girl.After dinner the first night, he was more comfortable with her and she with him. After dinner the second night, Danny found himself liking Barbara. She was intelligent and had a sense of humor. The next afternoon, he enjoyed breeding Barbara because of that feeling. It was different, somehow, and Danny liked the difference.Over the rest of the week, they met for dinner and by the time Regina brought him the next six folders, they were talking about what they liked and didn't like and what their thoughts were about the future.From the next set of six breeders, Danny selected Jessica, a breeder with the skin tone that told him she was Hispanic, very large breasts, and wide hips. Danny selected her mostly because she looked very confident in both the pictures of her dressed and nude. He found she was indeed confident when they talked over the next two days. Breeding Jessica was also a pleasure for Danny because she was as confident about being bred as she was in her pictures. Her favorite position was riding him, and he had to concentrate on not cumming before she did. After she came, she pressed her big breasts into his chest and sighed, "I want to do this again."The conditions of Danny's contract with the W R E made that impossible until he'd bred all twenty breeders for the study, but he wondered if the second time might be better than the first. He talked to Regina about that when they had his post-breeding session. Regina asked him the questions she always asked and Danny gave her the answers. When she finished filling out the form, Regina asked Danny if he had anything to add.Danny frowned.To be continued in part 2, Based on the works of ron de, in 2 parts, for Literotica

 Something had to be done about the ominous world population decrease.Based on the works of ron de, in 2 parts. Listen to the Podcast at Steamy Stories.Kristin lay naked on the bed with her legs spread a little and watched as S405698 removed his clothing. Before, she'd been nervous, but eager. Now, as he removed his underwear and his erect cock bobbed free, she was nervous and a little afraid. It was her first time in six months, the celibacy period mandated by her contract, and she was a little fearful of how it would feel. He looked large - not particularly long, but really thick. Matt, her former partner, hadn't been so thick and it always felt like he stretched her a lot.He smiled as he approached."This your first time here?"Kristin nodded her confirmation.He smiled again and stroked her right breast."Just relax, and I'll make this great for both of us. Do you have a favorite position?"Kristin's voice was almost a whisper."I thought it made a difference and we'd have to do it with you on top."He chuckled."That's just an old wives tale. All the data says it really doesn't matter as long as you have an orgasm. Usually it doesn't matter even if you don't providing the time is right, but I'll make sure you do. Now, what do you like? I read your application, but some women have special things they like and are too embarrassed to write them down. It's just you and me here, and it will be better for us both if I know."Kristin thought for a moment. Should she tell him, could she tell him, that having her nipples pinched tight and then pulled would send her into a blinding orgasm? Would he think she was weird if she told him that?He smiled when she didn't answer."You won't shock me, I promise. I've heard everything from 'spank me really hard' to 'pull my hair' to 'tell me I'm just a brood cow and you're going to breed me like a bull'. There have been other things too, but those are probably the most common."Kristin smiled coyly."Well...I like it best when I'm on my hands and knees...and I like my nipples pinched hard and then pulled."He smiled again."That's one of my favorites too. Before we do that, let's get you ready."Kristin was quiet when he began stroking her breasts, but caught her breath when he lightly brushed her nipples with his fingertips. When he nuzzled her breast and then closed his lips around her right nipple, she closed her eyes so she could feel every little tingle. After he stroked down her side and then slipped a fingertip between her puffy lips, she wasn't afraid anymore. She just felt the craving building, the craving to be penetrated by his thick cock, and then taken to the point her body would convulse as the orgasm sent her into a blinding fog of sensations.That was when he'd pump his seed into her, the thick, white, sticky ropes carrying his sperm that would find their way to her womb and impregnate her. She wouldn't feel the spurts, she knew that, but she'd feel his thick cock throb inside her when he did it. Some women in her group who were there for the second or third time said they thought they could feel it splatter inside them, but Kristin never had. All she'd ever felt were the contractions that twisted her belly in a knot, caused her legs to turn to jelly, and made her hips writhe around the cock inside her.And so it was that day. He stroked his finger in and out, then used two fingers to stroke deep while his thumb lightly brushed her clit, and all the time, his mouth sucked and pulled at her nipples. By the time he turned her over and lifted her hips so she was on her hands and knees, she'd felt the orgasm building twice. He'd stopped his stroking fingers and thumb then, but as soon as her hips stopped rocking into his hand, he started again.Kristin had just gotten to her hands and knees when she felt him spread her lips and then slide his rigid cock between them. She was so wet by then there wasn't much sensation until his cock head touched her clit. Her body jerked when that happened and she tried to move forward so his cock was at her entrance.He wouldn't let her do that though. He just kept stroking his cock between her wet, swollen lips until his cock head and shaft glistened with the slippery/sticky wetness that flowed from her entrance when she tightened her belly. He smiled to himself at how well he'd excited her.That was a point of personal pride with him. He'd been taught the mechanics, but his real education had come from a woman named Barbara. She'd been very forward about what she liked and didn't like, and one of the things she liked was being teased until she was gasping for breath and her wetness flowed enough it trickled from her entrance and then down between her ass cheeks.He knew Kristin was ready when she began pushing back against him, trying to get his cock inside her. He hoped she was close to an orgasm because when a breeder acted like this one was acting, he sometimes had trouble holding back until she came. It wasn't the way she moaned and panted. It was the way her lips gradually swelled and then opened when he spread her legs a little more.Kristin felt him pushing his cock head at her entrance and then the feeling of him stretching her open. It didn't happen all at once like she thought it might. After all, he was being paid to breed her, not to make love to her and she thought he'd want to do it as fast as possible.He didn't though, and Kristin couldn't hold back the moan as his thick, swollen cock head eased into the snug spot just inside her entrance. She moaned again when he pushed deeper and she felt him fill that tight ring. He didn't keep going then. He just pushed in and out right there, making his cock head stretch her open and then letting her close a little. In less than a minute, Kristin was unconsciously pushing back at his cock and trying to get him inside her all the way.He did push harder then, and Kristin gasped as his cock head slipped past that snug spot but the stretching feeling didn't lessen. It was still there, the same pressure that sent little tingling sensations to her brain and her core. Those sensations tightened her belly and took every thought from her mind except the exquisite stretching and his hands on her breasts.He was carefully watching what she did, and when he began hearing her rasping, panting breaths knew she was close. He moved his hands from cupping her full, hanging breasts to close his fingertips on her swollen nipples. When he pinched them lightly, she moaned. He pinched harder and felt her passage clamp down on his cock.She rammed her body back when he pinched harder still, hard enough he knew he was flattening her nipples between his index fingers and thumbs, and she started to make continuous little moans. It would only take a little more and she'd have the orgasm she needed to have for it to be nearly certain he'd impregnate her.He pulled down hard then and stretched her breasts out into cones. She shrieked and he felt her begin to shake. She started to sag then because her legs were shaking, so he put his left hand under her belly to hold her up, and began pushing his cock in and out a little faster. In moments, she began to murmur something he couldn't understand, and when he pulled hard on her right nipple, she shrieked and started to writhe her hips. As soon as he felt her body jerk the first time, he allowed himself to let go. With a groan, he pushed his cock in until his belly flattened her shaking hips and then felt the surge race up his cock and inside her. Three more times, he gasped as his cock went home and another surge flew out the tip.She was still making little mewing cries and pushing back into his cock when he groaned and felt another tightening in his cock. That one would be just a dribble, but it would add to the amount he could already feel leaking out of her and onto the mattress.It wouldn't matter if some leaked out. He could feel her body moving now, feel her passage contract and then push out, then contract again. Her body was doing what it was supposed to do, dipping the tip of her womb into the sperm that covered it and helping the sperm find its way inside.He kept his cock in her and stroking until it got soft enough it was just bending when he stroked in. He pulled out then, but held her lips closed with two fingers until he couldn't feel the little contractions anymore. He knew it wouldn't matter if he did that, but he liked the way most women reacted when he lightly pinched their lips together and then moved them around. This one was no exception. She purred out a little moan and then her hips rocked a little.She was lying on her back when he got dressed, and just before he left; she blew him a kiss and said "Thank you".He grinned."The pleasure was mine."The EmptinessAs Danny walked back to his room, he smiled at his fortune to be one of the chosen males. It was partly because of his intelligence but also because of his build. He was a little over six feet tall, depending upon the time of day, and was a lean and strong hundred and seventy pounds. That had been enough to get him the position, and when his sperm count was higher than average, that was an added advantage.He didn't know how many women he'd impregnated, but he knew he'd been mated with about a hundred and fifty over the past two years. He figured he had about another ten years of service left, give or take, as long as his sperm count remained at least average. By that time, the crisis would have been avoided and though the breeding program would still be required, the natural process of reproduction would again be helping to populate the earth.In another four days, Danny would have another appointment with a woman probably between the ages of nineteen and twenty-nine. There had been women as old as forty in the beginning, but anything over twenty-nine was considered a little old now. A breeder could be bred only every two years, and the sociologists had all agreed that after the age of thirty, the breeder should concentrate on child rearing. A woman who was nineteen at her first breeding was optimal. She could be bred seven times before retiring.The other issue with a woman's age was fertility. After the age of thirty, it sometimes took two breedings to impregnate her, and that wasted sperm. Women as old as forty had been used to get things started though, because not using every available and willing woman would have been catastrophic. A few women over thirty were still being bred, but those were women with exceptionally high intelligence, nearly perfect physical traits, and strong mothering instincts.Foundational KnowledgeThe federation authorities were not going to question the sages of the academics. Science must never be questioned by the unenlightened; and certainly not publicly opposed. It was met with swift re-education orders, and the rebels who dared challenge the sages were taken to institutions where they were re-educated. Sometimes they were further treated with pharmaceuticals to bring ‘balance' to their temperament, before slowly being re-introduced to the civilian populations.Mandated Abstinence PhaseFour days of rest was optimal for Danny according to the testing he'd been through. Some sires needed as many as six, but four days gave his body a chance to replenish his sperm and gave his mind a chance to rest from the concentration required to ensure the woman had an orgasm. During those days, he'd sleep, eat, stay in shape with a workout or a swim, and do little else other than take a class or two in how to arouse women. Danny didn't really need the classes in how to cause orgasms in most women, but there were some women who needed what Judy, the instructor, called "special handling", so he'd take at least one.Judy always taught the classes nude so she could demonstrate, and Danny wished she was one of the breeders. While he was skilled in producing orgasms in any woman, he sometimes had to concentrate on producing his own if the breeder had small breasts or narrow hips. Judy had the large, heavy breasts and sensuous, wide hips, the same characteristics that always made it easy for him to fill a breeder with his sperm. Unfortunately for him, Judy was forty-eight and no longer fertile. Coupling with her would have been an exquisite experience, he thought, but would have also been a waste of his sperm.He'd have liked being the first to breed her because she was probably quite a woman when she was nineteen, but in those days, things were done a little differently. Most matings were natural then, and the selection process was left up to the individuals involved.A Dying Human RaceNo one could put a single, concrete reason to the lack of population growth the world was experiencing during the early 2000's, but it was definitely a problem and it was growing quickly. In 2015, the population of the globe was a little over seven billion and growing slowly. By 2030, that number had stabilized because the death rate was about equal to the birth rate. Medical science had not been able to find a way to extend the life of any individual. All evidence appeared to point to a biologically programmed "expiration date" for the human body.It was estimated by the W H O that with the current declining birth and steady death rates, in ten years the population of Earth would be nearly halved and would continue to decline at a rate of about eight percent per year. Within twenty years because of geographical dispersion, the human species would effectively be extinct. A few small pockets of humans would exist in the major cities, but would quickly begin to suffer from congenital diseases and defects cause by lack of genetic diversity.There were various theories for the decrease in birth rate proposed, but the problem was worldwide, so culture was not a major influence. What appeared to be the cause were several major changes in how people thought about their roles in society.Some sociologists thought the problem began in the 1960's with the so-called "free love" generation. The culture of the "hippies" changed sex into something anyone could enjoy and they did. Women learned about having orgasms and men learned that having an orgasm at the same time as your partner was much more enjoyable than basically using a woman to masturbate with instead of using their hands. The advent of the birth control pill furthered this "sex without guilt" mentality because it nearly eliminated the risk of pregnancy.Other sociologists thought it was the generation of children born to the free-love generation. While when they were young, most of the free-love generation had rejected normal jobs and careers, as they got older, they fell into line behind their parents. The difference was they made more money than their parents and could afford to give their children more. Those children grew up and became selfish because they'd seldom had to wait for anything.When they looked back at their parents, what they saw were people who had sacrificed a lot to give their children what everybody else's children had, from new bikes to the latest style in clothing to the limousine that took them to their high school prom. According to the sociologists, that realization made them vow to not have children so they didn't have to sacrifice anything in their quest for self-satisfaction. Better and safer birth control methods made that goal a reality.It was obvious to most nations in the world that if the birth rate continued to decline, long before human extinction became reality there would be fewer young people working to support the world economy while there were more older people consuming the results of that economy. Infrastructure would deteriorate because of the lack of labor to keep it running, and food would be an ever-increasing problem because of the lack of agricultural workers. The social safety-net systems such as medical care and financial support in the form of the various government entitlement systems would suffer a spiraling decline in input while their outlay would continually increase.The result was the formation of the "W R E - the acronym for "World Re-population Effort" - by the leaders of every developed country on the globe. This organization was separate from the United Nations because world leaders knew the problem had to be solved quickly. Any committee of the United Nations would only hold meaningless votes on meaningless, non-binding resolutions for years. There would likely be UN diplomats continuing to argue over infinitesimal details even as the light of human existence slowly flickered out.After six months of debate about the practical and ethical considerations, the W R E embarked upon a solution. That solution was to offer free medical care, free housing, and financial support for life to any woman, single or married, who would agree to be impregnated and raise the child to adulthood. The program was funded by the World Bank after that organization was appraised of the consequences of doing nothing.In the manner of all government programs, the W R E wrote a glossary of accepted terms. Women participating in the program were designated as "Base Re-population Donor Recipients " or the acronym "BRDR". Men serving as sperm donors were designated as "Sperm Inception Reservoirs ", or "SIR". Both terms were to be used in any and all public correspondence and conversation, but in private conversations in the W R E clinics, the doctors and nurses used the somewhat phonetic pronunciations of "Breeder" and "Sire". To guarantee anonymity but allow for detailed tracking, in all records breeders were given a number -- a "B" followed by a sequential number. Sires were likewise numbered by an "S" followed by a sequential number.In the early stages of the program, it was felt the breeding should proceed by clinical means to guarantee conception happened in a sterile environment, so the breeder was impregnated by artificial insemination. The success rate was relatively poor, being only about thirty percent for women under thirty and only about ten percent for women between thirty and thirty-five.After multiple studies that all proved inconclusive relative to how to improve that success rate by artificial means, some old data about the success of natural conception was compared to the new data. The old data demonstrated almost a seventy percent conception success rate for women between nineteen and thirty-five if the woman was monitoring her fertility and her partner's sperm count was average. The success rate was still over fifty percent even if the woman did no monitoring.As a result, the W R E began a trial program of natural matings between sires and breeders. The success rate was the predicted sixty-five to seventy percent if the breeder didn't have an orgasm, seventy-five percent if she did, and eighty percent if she had an orgasm and the sire had a high sperm count. After a year of the trial, this method became the norm.It was also determined during the trial program that virgins seldom conceived at the first mating, while all fell within the predicted ranges after the second. The doctors and psychologists employed by the W R E stated this was for two reasons. Most women experienced some amount of pain when their maidenhead was broken and that pain prevented them from having an orgasm. The other reason was that many women reported being too nervous about their first experience with intercourse and so couldn't let themselves relax and enjoy the same experience they always enjoyed when masturbating.The solution developed was to pair a virgin breeder with an experienced sire who had been taught to understand she might be apprehensive and had been taught how to overcome that tendency as well as to minimize the pain she might feel.In both types of breeders, those who were virgins and those who were not, their sires were selected to compliment and accent the characteristics of intelligence and physical development. That topic, standards for pairing breeders and sires, was the topic most debated through the program development.While throughout most of human civilization, mate selection was mostly random and served to continue proliferation of the strongest genes, there were always some children born who had a difficult time fitting into that civilization. With the advent of the sequencing of the human genome and subsequent deciphering of which gene did what, it was possible to eliminate these mistakes of nature.Utilization of that ability did not upset most people when the program was proposed. After all, what person would desire to produce a child with a mental or physical deformity or a propensity toward a life of crime?The selections would be random, but random among volunteers deemed to guarantee the resulting offspring would be the best humankind could produce. While race of the sire would be an option selectable only by the breeder, the characteristics of mental and physical health and mental stability would take precedence over any other criteria.All breeders and sires had their DNA sequenced and categorized relative to genetic disposition toward both traits considered good and bad. When a breeder signed her contract, she was given a list of potential sires. The sires on that list were matched to her DNA to yield a child with above average intelligence, no propensity for development of congenital disease or physical deformity, and most importantly, no tendencies to resist the codes of society.It was impossible to find breeders and sires with no undesirable genetic characteristics, so the pairing routine matched breeders with undesirable characteristics with sires who had the genetic makeup to counteract those characteristics. In this manner, the new population would be stronger, more intelligent, and there would be little, if any, crime.While there were still babies being naturally conceived by couples, that was both a blessing and a concern. Those babies were needed to re-populate the planet, but some of those babies would develop the unfavorable characteristics dictated by their DNA.After some deliberation about methods of guaranteeing proper genetic makeup of all children born, the W R E concluded that the number of such children produced by natural matings would be small compared to the number of planned births. That number would be small enough that any mental abnormalities could be handled by the current methods of incarceration or psychiatric treatment. Physical abnormalities would be handled by corrective surgery or prosthetics. Both would disappear in a generation or two anyway.The initial year of the program proved the potential of the plan. The initial two thousand sires chosen from all over the world had each been mated with between sixty and eighty breeders each, and the result was eighty-three thousand babies.The impregnation rate was a disappointing sixty- percent, but this was attributed to the age of some of the breeders. The second year, the number of sires was increased to six thousand, the number of breeders by two hundred fifty thousand, and eleven months later, the number of births was over three hundred and fifty thousand births.At that rate of impregnation, within one generation, the population of the Earth would be well on the way to return to the levels of the early 2000's. Given that the selection process matched breeders and sires for both physical and mental characteristics, those new individuals would have a natural desire to reproduce and the resulting children would return the world's birthrate to a percentage that would match the world's death rate.Several psychologists had warned of the unintended consequence of a planned and organized breeding program. After an entire generation of men and women had been conceived, born, and raised to the state of adulthood, they might resolve themselves to arranged breedings as the norm.It wasn't hard for Danny to believe that would be the case. He seldom felt anything for any breeder he impregnated. It was just his job, albeit a very pleasant jo

On this episode of My Fame, Explained, Larry Gilbert sits down with Midwest-based filmmaker Dylan Sires, the creative mind behind the highly anticipated Amazon Prime Video documentary ChiefsAholic. The film delves into the jaw-dropping double life of Kansas City Chiefs superfan Xaviar Babudar, whose passionate fandom masked a secret career as a serial bank robber. Dylan takes us behind the scenes of this gripping true-crime exploration, sharing how he captured Babudar's arrest, legal journey, and personal story through firsthand interviews and meticulous investigation. We also discuss Dylan's creative journey as a filmmaker, composer, and producer, from building sets to directing this breakout feature documentary under his banner, Empiricus Pictures. Don't miss this fascinating conversation about fame, crime, and storytelling. ChiefsAholic is streaming now on Amazon Prime Video. Follow Larry Gilbert on ⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ Follow the My Fame, Explained podcast on: ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Facebook⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠Instagram⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠TikTok⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠LinkedIn⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠ ⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠⁠YouTube

In this episode of the Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett of Showbox Sires talk about their latest release Haveitall Sidekick Image-ET 744HO17702. In the podcast they speak to Adam Zehr from Walnutlawn Farms about this bull. They all feel this will make very well-balanced cows that can be used in many directions. Image should provide the style from both Doc and Sidekick, with great udders on both sides of the pedigree.

In this episode of Showbox Sires Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett talk with Justin Velthuis and Adam Hodgins of Hodglynn Holsteins of Ontario Canada about their latest release Maples Miraculous Red 744HO17701.They discuss what breeding a cow like Maple has done for their breeding program and what made Maple so special.  A closer look at the profile of the bull, what traits stand out, and what they think the bull will transmit wrap up this discussion.

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In this podcast episode, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett of Showbox Sires announce the release of their new bull ASHER-RED 744HO17546. Tim and Mike speak with Joe Brantmeier of Hilrose Dairy about the cow family and generations behind the bull. Joe Brantmeier talks about 14 year old Hilrose Advent Anna-Red and what she is like to work with.They discuss how you would use ASHER-RED and, most importantly, when will semen be available and how do listeners get it? It is available through your Select Sires distributor within next 2 weeks. Contact them now.

In this episode of The Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott of Showbox Sires spoke with Robert (Bob/Fitzy) Fitzsimmons of East Montpelier, Vermont. They talked about old many great cows and people over the years. Bob was one of the first classifiers for Holstein Association and worked with Tim at St. Jacobs. Fitzy talks about his young success in the industry and his mentors over time, like Jerry Rappaport the influential Boston developer and attorney who bought several dairy farms in the Vermont area. Plus, those who had the biggest effect on his career, like Bill Weeks, Bob Lord, and his father.This podcast is priceless and quite a trip down memory lane.

Tim Abbott, co-owner of Showbox Sires, joins Ethan Haywood in Part 2 of the World Dairy Expo recap episodes. Bull dams and sisters of Showbox Sires' genetics hit the colored shavings and took home awards during the 2024 World Dairy Expo. Tim talks about new additions to the Showbox lineup as well as the continued success of their partnership with Select Sires. 

In this episode of The Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott, Mike Duckett and Jeff King of Kings Ransom Farm discuss the newly release bull 744HO17425 Hellion-ET. Jeff King talks about the family behind his popular bull Dropbox and specifically about his dam Daze. Mike Duckett, who works with offspring of Doc every day, talks about the traits he sees in her family that are really appreciated.According to Mike Duckett, Hellion checks almost every box. Mike digs in to what he sees in Hellion's proof. Everyone is excited about a combination of Doc and Daze. And, the group discusses what sires of today's cattle would work well with Hellion. 

In this STtalks episode we break down the new release Holstein sires STgenetics® put out to the market following the August 2024 Genetic Evaluations. Highlighting bulls like RIPCORD, JET FUEL, YAHTZEE and more, Logan Voigts introduces a diverse and deep group of bulls who bring a lot of unique genetic offerings to the breeding table. Additionally, we discuss the benefit of Ultraplus High Purity™ as well as STgenetics® Eco$ Index for impactful change in the next generation. 00:00 Introduction and Overview 00:29 Top New Holstein Bulls 04:00 Eco$ Index Explained 07:04 High Purity™ Technology 10:14 Unrestricted Bulls and Their Impact 20:33 Legends Program Highlights 22:27 Conclusion and Final Thoughts

In this episode of The Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett talk with the iconic Comtois family in Victoriaville, Quebec Canada. Comestar is a global icon in cattle breeding. They discuss the newly released bull 744HO17421 Lacteur. Steve & Marc Comtois discuss Lacquer's family and talk about Laurie Sheik. Holstein International described Laurie Sheik as the “foundation of a long enduring empire.”Mike Duckett digs in to the mix of sires in Lacteur's pedigree and looks at the numbers on both the Canadian and U.S. side of this fantastic cow.

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In this episode of the Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett of Showbox Sires introduce the latest addition to their lineup Judge-ET 744HO00203, which is available exclusively through Semex.In their discussion with the Schwartzbeck family about Judge, who's dam is Peace and Plenty Doc Jubie 16-ET, EX-94 nominated AA 4YO 2023 from the famous Jubilant family that had 6 AA nominations in 2023. They talk with Gus and Austin about what traits of this bull stand out the most. The Schwartzbeck's also announce the Springtime Jubilee at their farm in Union Bridge, Maryland, which will be on March 15, 2025. The podcast is available on all major podcast providers, including Spotify.

In this episode of the Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett of Showbox Sires introduce the latest addition to their lineup Jinx-ET 744HO17423, which is available through Select Sires.They talk with the Schwartzbeck family about their Peace and Plenty Farms in Union Bridge, Maryland and discuss Jinx in detail, including what traits of this bull stand out the most. Gus and Davis also announce the Springtime Jubilee at their farm on March 15, 2025. The podcast is available on all major podcast providers, including Spotify.

I unbox a couple of items & use one right away to develop a family history for my solo Pendragon campaign character, Sir Aeden of Powys using the Book of Sires (Pendragon 5.2). It takes some tragic turns! Also call ins from Jason Connerrly (Nerd's RPG Variety Cast) an Joe Richter (Hindsightless) with a recap of my Birthday Game as a bonus. Cover clip art by Amy Lee Rodriguez. You can send me a message via the Anchor website, through DM on Discord, as an attachment to my email (gmologist@gmail.com) or to my speakpipe account: https://www.speakpipe.com/TheGmologistPresents

Tim Abbott of Showbox Sires talks with William Tatarka of Mow Ten Vue Holsteins in beautiful Boseman, Montana. In this ongoing series on the Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim discusses the history of the farm, breeding registered holsteins and some advice for younger breeders coming in to the business. 

Following STgenetics® New Holstein Bull Release in June, we dive into the maternal lines and sire stacks of this exciting group in this STtalks episode. Tim Rauen joins us to share his viewpoint, exploring the families behind these bulls and what some of these new sires bring to the breeding table.

Tim Abbott of Showbox Sires talks with Andy and Tyler Carter of Carters Corner in Illinois on the newly released Showbox Sires bull KINGME-P 744HO17422.They discuss KINGME's dam Noble 695-ET and what type of cow she is, what her best traits are and how did she stand out in their herd. KINGME is exclusively available through your Select Sires / Worldwide Sires distributor.

STgenetics® has released 29 New Holstein Sires and in this STtalks episode we dive into what these new bulls have to offer as a group as well as highlighting some exciting individuals. Whether you have goals for increased milk production, higher solids in the tank, an improved fertility status or to include some new and deep pedigrees into your herd, this group has genetic opportunity to help achieve any goal!

Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett of Showbox Sires discuss their immediate release of Hazard PP, available through Select Sires or Worldwide Sires distributors. 744HO17073 Hazard PP has certain traits that will be very popular. Tim and Mike discuss what these are and the family history of this bull. To find out more, go to ShowboxSires.com.

Troy Corstens joined RSN on Wednesday and Malua has heaps of runners stepping out in the coming days, including a few at Sandown today. Bittercreek was good in the Sires in Brisbane on Saturday. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Kris Lees joined RSN on Thursday morning as he sends a good team to Eagle Farm on Saturday. He has the exciting youngster Brutal Bowler in the Sires.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

In this Showbox Sires episode of the Evolution of the Great Cow, Tim Abbott and Mike Duckett talk about their new release of the bull Heritage P. 744HO17072 Heritage PRC is available through Showbox Sires exclusively through your Select Sires / Worldwide Sires distributor. They explain the upside to using a bull with this blood line. Heritage has a medium stature with udder traits showing a high wide rear udder and Mike and Tim feel that there are alot of lines in the red breed that he is going to work well on. Duckett describes Heritage as a bull for every dairyman.To learn more or contact Tim & Mike, go to ShowboxSires.com.

Troy Corstens joined RSN as he prepares to send Bittercreek around in the Sires' Produce at Eagle Farm. The stable also has a couple running at Caulfield on Saturday.   See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

This week Nancy continues with the story of Lexington and his stallion career, the effects of the civil war and how his skeleton made the journey back to his birthplace of Kentucky 160 years after his birth. Reference: Wickens, Kim (2023). Lexington: The Extraordinary Life and Turbulent Times of America's Legendary Racehorse. Ballantine Books, New York, USA. (416 pages.) --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nancy-mclean/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nancy-mclean/support

This week Nancy goes back in history to talk about the antebellum era of racing and the impact the horse Lexington had on the nation during the turbulent pre-civil war days. Research References/Links: Wickens, Kim (2023). Lexington: The Extraordinary Life and Turbulent Times of America's Legendary Racehorse. Ballantine Books, New York, USA. (416 pages.) --- Send in a voice message: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nancy-mclean/message Support this podcast: https://podcasters.spotify.com/pod/show/nancy-mclean/support

Aliyah, Christian, and Mike are back in the Swarm at Graceland University, and they're sitting down with Iowa native, Cadence Sires. Grab your favorite cup of (fill in the blank) and settle in for this episode of Coffee in the Swarm. Get a glimpse into life at Graceland from the perspective of a first-year student who grew up in Community of Christ, and has wasted no time in getting involved on campus. Download TranscriptThanks for listening to Project Zion Podcast!Follow us on Facebook and Instagram!Intro and Outro music used with permission: “For Everyone Born,” Community of Christ Sings #285. Music © 2006 Brian Mann, admin. General Board of Global Ministries t/a GBGMusik, 458 Ponce de Leon Avenue, Atlanta, GA 30308. copyright@umcmission.org “The Trees of the Field,” Community of Christ Sings # 645, Music © 1975 Stuart Dauerman, Lillenas Publishing Company (admin. Music Services). All music for this episode was performed by Dr. Jan Kraybill, and produced by Chad Godfrey. NOTE: The series that make up the Project Zion Podcast explore the unique spiritual and theological gifts Community of Christ offers for today's world. Although Project Zion Podcast is a Ministry of Community of Christ. The views and opinions expressed in this episode are those speaking and do not necessarily reflect the official policy or position of Community of Christ.

Adrian Bott believes we will see a better Storm Boy in the Inglis Sires' this weekend after a disappointing showing in the Golden Slipper, he also gave an update on the other horses in the stable. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Michael Freedman joined Racing Pulse the have a chat about his key horses running on the weekend with Wymark, which is one of the main chances in Saturday's Group 1 AJC Derby at Randwick and also Manaal in the Sires.See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

Michael Walker joined Racing Pulse in-studio for his weekly segment covering a host of hot topics in racing. He shared his thoughts on the Inglis Sires' and specifically how bullish he is on Lady of Camelot's chances. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.

James McDonald joined Racing Pulse after winning the Vinery Stud Stakes on Orchestral and he is very confident in Storm Boy's chances on the weekend. See omnystudio.com/listener for privacy information.