At home she looked at the opening page from a company deemed the first in medical research. As she moved about the many offerings of service she came upon one the stuck out.
"LIFE SPECIES ABORTION & ADOPTION SERVICES"
Clicking on this Patricia began to read as she thought of her own personal situation. Here was an offer by this firm to let her place the baby into their hands and become at least something od use to the scientific community. Her one desire would be that what she carried would not become a small part in a long chain of unwanted flesh like most aborted pregnancies. Her babe could be carried to that final day and through cesarean section delivery removed even if it had grown more equine than human.
This was her real choice, it was now her only choice. The thought of being in delivery and the people there seeing what or who the real father was would be the worst possible embarressment. The scientific way seemed to be the best and so she applied on line to become a willing part to giving away Paul's offspring.
Patiricia's application was recieved and an almost instant reply came the very next morning by e-mail. A notice of plane tickets to bring her from where she lived to an undisclosed South American country came along with directions as to what she might expect.
Her easy part was that she being moderately rich could go there on a moments notice, then too stay as long as was needed. She returned a letter asking to be sent the plane tickets and allow her the last four months before delivery to be at the firm's scientific laboratory.
A e-mail reply came instantly and asked about the father of the infant. It asked much about the relationship and even the number of times she had relations with the male. The questions got very close to the issue at had until Patricia wanting to be quite correct informed the scientist writing her that Paul was a mature male stallion pony of the American Shetland breed.
Certain she would now be turned down for her weakness of wanting the wildest sexual play and becoming then pregnant, she knew that this was all for naught.
Later in the day there came a special delivery to her door. She looked at the man who was from an airline company. He had special tickets for her and shipping authorization to accept an animal which must be crated. She looked outside seeing three men and a load of lumber as they were ready to build what Paul would need to travel and remain comfortable.
A quick signing and the men went to work measuring the pony for his shipping crate. Patricia read the enclosed instructions and seeing the tickets, she and Paul were booked to fly out that very night.
The notice beep from her computer had now another e-mail from this company. Quickly she plopped down and opening her e-mail read the letter from yet another doctor and scientist.
Dear Patricia,
We look forward to your coming here and being a part of our continuing scientific research. As you are by far not our first such mother we have helped for the embarressment of common delivery, we offer to mother and infant a new and hopeful future.
Once here we shall begin to administer special drugs which as they enter your bloodstream will for a few days cause you some discomfort. Although once this first stage is completed you stay here will be I'm sure one of thrilling times and the enjoyment of giving birth. I note that it is quite normal that once the C-section is completed that thew child will be removed as not to make visual bonding between mother and infant.
It will be there after a time of gaining one's strength and then when feeling ready we shall help you enter back into the life you knew.
The babe as he/or/she is will remain here with us and made comfortable as then learning and being tested while maturing over the coming years. A promise to you that you birthing will not simply bring into the world a thing of scientific plunder. Instead we plan to make of the infant something of world reknown notice as to the increased health which can only come from interspecies breeding.
Some of what was offered sunk in and Patricia continued to hope that her offspring would amount to something special. The whinnies from Paul being loaded into his wooden crate reminded her she needed to get packed.
Meanwhile down in a country with far less governmental regulations than in the U.S.of A. a scientist is delighted that yet another volunteer is coming his way.