Frederick stood in the town square with the rest of their village awaiting the news. Usually they'd just make important announcements over the radio, or even by newspaper but this announcement was apparently so important that everyone needed to hear it live. After a few more minutes a man in a suit got up on stage and talked through the microphone.
"Once again, the German Empire has prevailed over his enemies. The Kaiser thanks you all for your resilience in the second Great War that ended last year. Unfortunately, as many of you know, the population of our glorious empire has been decimated. Half of all men perished to deliver Germany victory and two in three men between the ages of 18 and 30 are now deceased. As such, it is considered vital that for the continued prosperity of the country that every young man father children with multiple women. It is the patriotic duty of every woman to share the remaining men in Germany and bear their children so that we may repopulate the country."
The crowd was stunned by this decree and remained deathly silent for the rest of the speech. "We know such an arrangement may not come naturally for many, as such we are implementing a program to foster the desired behavior." The bureaucrat drank some liquid from a flask and then reviewed his notes. "As for your village, the village of Holzhaus, you've been particularly devastated. As such, each man will be expected to... partner... with five women each. Each woman will receive a number and each man will receive a number ending in zero followed by the word "even" or "odd." For example, if a man should receive the number 10-even, then he must "partner" with the women who were assigned the numbers 10, 12, 14, 16 and 18. No numbers shall be reassigned under ANY circumstances. Once you've been assigned a woman, you're stuck with her. Now everyone divide into two lines, one for women and one for men. You will give the government worker your name and address and then they will assign you with a number.
***
Luckily, Fred waited in line for only an hour- the men's line was much shorter than the women's- and received his number. He started at the piece of paper. "Frederick Vogel: 50-odd" it said. Fred then hurried on home and beat both his sister and mother there. Once they arrived he could see that they were not too thrilled with the whole situation, but Fred understood it was his patriotic duty to repopulate the country after their long brutal war with the Socialist People's Republic of France and the USSR.
"So, what did you get?" Fred asked, smugly.
"I'm not telling you." His sister Heidi looked away.
"Come on, I'm just curious."
"Why, so you can ask around to see which guy's going to be fucking me?"
"Heidi! Do not use that kind of foul language in my home!" Their mom yelled at them.
"Well I'll tell you mine first, since you don't want to tell me yours." Fred instead. "I got 50-odd."
"What?!" Heidi's face turned white with shock.
"What? Did one of your friends get me or something?"
"No..." Heidi said, turning over her card to show him it said the number 51 on it.
Fred looked over at his mom and could tell based on the look on her face that she had been assigned to him too.
***
The next couple days were very awkward around the house. He tried not to look at his mother or sister in the eyes, them clearly dreading what they had to do. Trying to put it off as long as possible, Fred had agreed to meet with another woman he had been assigned to tonight for their "date."
His date, Angelica, was a plain woman. They went to a small local coffee shop and she talked and talked and talked. She probably enjoyed the company, she likely hadn't spoken to a member of the opposite sex of the same age in quite some time. Fred did his best to listen and smile. She spoke very much, but in the end said very little.
After the date had run its course, Angelica understood what she needed to do and invited Fred back to her place. Fred had only had sex a couple times before, once in the village when he was 18 before the war and another couple times during the occupation of Rome. But Fred could already tell that Angelica was very vanilla sexually. When the time came and they went upstairs to her room, she only lightly kissed him maybe twice before she laid down on the bed like a sex doll. She never even got so much as undressed, leaving that for Fred to do.
Fred was happy to oblige of course, pussy was pussy after all, even if Angelica was a bit of a dead fish. She either saw it as her doing her patriotic duty or just had lived a very sheltered life and never learned about sex from her friends, Fred wasn't sure which.
He was just happy he didn't need to wear a condom. That English chick that he had celebrated the end of the war with had made him put a rubber on. Fred thrust and thrust inside of her going faster and faster, essentially using her body to masturbate. And when the time came he let it all out and shoot his seed up into her. As he panted, he swooped down and gave her a kiss on the forehead.
"Thank you." Angelica said as she lifted her knees towards her head.
***
When Fred got home from his date, he found his mom sitting at a small table in the kitchen nursing a drink with a litter of another empty bottles on the table.
"I talked to city hall today." Fred's mom looked down at her drink. "There's no changing the assignments. We just have to make the best of the situation."
She sounded so defeated, Fred felt bad but hoped that it would do her no long term damage. Maybe she'd just think of it like a handshake?
"I promise everything will be ok, mom. We'll figure it out."
"Yeah. Let's just get it over with."
