Stange Town

I (43) moved to a small, out-of-the-way town for work. The Forest Service had bought a very large section of old-growth forest, mainly because it connected two other sections. My job was to be the local Forest Ranger on the new boundary. The town was close to the boundary, and a house was bought for me there and became my home and ranger station. At first, nothing out of the ordinary stood out; the only local store was also the gas station. Besides mine, there were only 7 other occupied houses in the town, including the local store/gas station. During the day, I only saw women and assumed all the men were at work somewhere. But after several weeks, I hadn't seen another male in the whole town, including on the weekends. Strange that there were no other men in the town, I thought, on first realizing it. Another thing: no children either; the women ranged in age from about 37 to 70. The few I spoke to were polite but not interested in long conversations. Usually, women wanted to know everything about a new person in their area. Not here; they didn't, and there were 13 of them total. Seven were the youngest, and six were in the sixty-plus bracket. None seemed to go to the church in the next town, twenty-five minutes down the road. Few visitors arrived at all; the only ones I met had gotten lost and wanted directions. At the beginning of April, I became their center of attention; they suddenly wanted to talk to me. By the twentieth of April, they would even visit me at my home/station. I even got invitations to dinners; at one of the dinners, I was asked about my interests in the occult. I had none, or church, for that matter. Which seemed to please them more somehow. On the twenty-eighth, I was asked to join in a ritual on Walpurgisnacht, April thirty to May first. I agreed to help out, having no idea what was to happen. But they had said it was all to do with nature. Turns out I was to be their seed, and they were all to be the Earth. My seed would fertilize the Earth. All of them were to be fucked by me, starting with the younger ones and including the older ones who wanted to be seeded. Eight, as it turned out, in total. After Walpurgisnacht, I was totally drained and had only completed all eight because they had done all the work. Including getting me hard again each time; in all, only two got pregnant. Neither wanted marriage; I was just the seed provider. But my sexual use didn't stop that night; one, sometimes two, came to me for more of my seed. I really like this town now; before, I felt somewhat unwelcome. Now I'm in demand both day and night; none of us are anything special in looks or build. But I'm quite happy to provide seed anytime it is required.