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The Real Tribal Wife (Vincent Madfry)

The Real Tribal Wife by Vincent Madfry


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When Polly Smith decided to go on the surrogacy route to get money, she had no preference about who the father would be. After all, it was supposed to be a business transaction involving her body.

Then Wildlife Inc made her an offer. She still would be giving birth to a baby, but what if the father happens to be a tribal chief?

And would she do it if she was supposed to live like a tribal member to do so?

Product type: EBook    Published by: author - self-published    Published: 03 / 2018

No. words: 6486

Style: Interracial Erotica, OM - Gay or Lesbian

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She was stupefied for a moment. “You mean like the tribal wives’ thing on the telly?”

The interviewer laughed. Stan Kramer, he introduced himself, the new head of content for Wildlife knew about the show she referred to. “We’re not looking for that sanitized version here, Polly. I will be honest. Essentially, we want you to join the tribe, marry the chief, really live like a tribal wife, adopt all the custom, eat what they eat, do what they do, have a baby, and after your baby is one year old, we’ll arrange for your exit from the tribe.”

“More like a mail order bride than a surrogate.” The woman suddenly pipped in.

Polly shook her head. “So… Wait… The baby will be conceived how exactly?”

“The natural way of course.” The woman piped in. “Don’t worry, we won’t be recording that part for the documentary, we’re trying to keep things NC-17 if you will. But you will have to really join the tribe, and the custom.”

Polly was told to open the folder in front of her. There it was, in all its glory, a native woman, red tinted skin, bare breasted, hair braided in cornrows, wearing a thin loincloth. The brief gave the name of the tribe she was expected to join, the Kumbo. She could see large hoops on each ear, a septum piercing of gold. “You want me to dress up like that.”

“Or course."

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A man with many imaginations and dreams, now starting to put them in words for the enjoyement of others.


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