Fertility Idol: 2

It didn’t take long to get outside and head for the park. Most of the college student body were in class, and Mark noticed that the little demonstration was gone. He headed into the park, full of blooming flowers, green plants and  faux Greek Style architecture.

“Okay nice look but…”

Where are all the flowers coming from?  There were vines growing up, coiling around some of the park benches, and there were even honeybees in the air, and it was getting into fall.

Mark shook his head. This was weird especially for this region. The flowers should be falling off the trees, not…

“Huh,” he brushed one branch and sneezed. Glancing down he noticed that he’d never seen the vines that were growing up and around the stonework, little purple flowers budding from them. “Weird.”

But I’d better get to see that statue. After all, I don’t have all day.

The statue had evidently been placed in the middle of the park, actually the middle of a little maze that made up the center, tall hedges blocking any view of hte rest of the park and turning the maze into its own little world.

Not so bad, Mark thought as he walked past the hedges, the sun warm, oddly out of season butterflies fluttering around the place. He was good at mazes, and honestly not many hedgemazes were designed to be hard. It was more about getting out of the world, into a place where you felt at ease.

That was why nearly every turn had a little nook with a bench by it. Nobody was here right now.

I guess they decided they didn’t want to walk the maze while there was a demonstration going on.

Finally, Mark got close to the center. There were signs:

STUDENTS AGAINST PORNOGRAPHY! Beneath it was a warning about the statue.

“So, SAPs against porn. Wow, someone should have read that out before they went to the trouble of printing it.” Below the warning was a notice that there would be daily protests until the school administration agreed to remove the statue.

“Well, that’s gonna be fun.” Mark knew the answer to their demand. Unless they could come up with the money to make up for losing the people who had demanded the college accept the statue—they weren’t gonna get anything done.

Then he turned the corner and saw the statue.

“Holy shit,” Mark said.

The image was green jade, pink jade being used to bring out her lips, nipples and pussy. White marble had been used for the robe that was falling off her body, catching the statue in the act of disrobing for the viewer.

Her gaze was calm, accepting of who and what she was while her full tits were caught in mid sway, their heft pulling Mark’s eyes down to her swollen belly.

She looked erotic, sexy… and fulfilled, as if she was showing off the purpose she’d been created for.

In fact, Mark couldn’t pull his eyes away from her belly. He wondered if the model who had stood for this picture had wanted to share her secret with everyone else, how she’d been taken, some man gripping her hips, thrusting into her, breeding her.

Maybe more than one. Mark wondered if she knew who the father was. Maybe that’s why she was showing off—anyone could have bred her.

Well, I can see why some people might not like her.  Mostly stuck up prudes.

Still, Mark had to admit whoever had fucked her pregnant was one lucky guy.

He shook his head. Time to get back.

 ****

It was easy to get out of the maze, although the flowers seemed a bit more omnipresent. Wonder if they came with the statue? It wouldn’t be the first time some gardener brought an invasive species in because it looked good. Still it’d be fun to drop by when the girls were demonstrating.

I wonder if they realize that any guy is just gonna strick around because they’re bouncing all over the place or—Lost in thought, Mark exited the maze and ran right into a shorter girl, who practically bounced off of him. Dressed in a white dress, and holding a bag, she almost went over on her ass before Mark managed to grab her and keep her from falling.

“Whoah!” Mark said. “Sorry about that. I was just coming out of the maze. Didn’t see you. Name’s Mark.”

“I should have been looking,” she said, glancing up at Mark. “Were you… looking at the statue?”

“Guilty,” Mark said. “I’m one of the new students—graduate and Dr. Cho’s assistant. So I wanted to see what the fuss was about.”

“Oh…” She glanced in the direction of the garden maze. “I looked at it as well. A lot of the people here think the statue is just disgusting, that it should be removed.”

She bit her lip and glanced back at Mark, the light catching her blue eyes. He couldn’t help but notice the swell of her tits under her top, and the way she stood, one foot thrust out, the other lost in her long skirt.

“What do you think of it?” Mark asked.

She blushed. “It’s… I looked at it, and I…” She glanced at him, then away, a blush touching her cheeks. “It was almost as if I was hearing someone talk to me. Tell me how… contented she was, to be made full of life…”

“The other students don’t seem to like it…”

“It’s… I think they’re nervous.” She licked her lips. “I mean, I think… everyone can feel it. It’s like the statue is sending  a message one that is different… depending on who you are. I mean, it sends one message to women, and another I bet to men…”

“What is that?”

“I… oh…” She paused, then shivered. “If women receive… someone has to… has to… give—“ She shook her head. “I’m sorry. I’m just rambling. I have to get to the library, bye!”

“Wait! What’s your name?”

“Um, Dawn!” she called over her shoulder as she left.

Mark stared.

The way her ass was moving was nice… and she was putting a little more sway into her hips than she had to.

“Well…”

If the statue had a message, maybe Mark should be here for the next demonstration…

With that, he walked away. It was time to get ready for his own work.

“Wait?