Last night, in my sleep, I had the most strange and vivid dream. It could possibly be classified as a wet dream, based on the graphical images, but with it came a sense of purpose and duty as well. In the dream itself, I was shown seven faces, seven female faces to be more specific, as long as short clips or runs of images of myself and each one these women at the height of sexual bliss. And with those images, came a deep, carnal need. A need to breed each and every single one of them.

At the end of the dream, I awoke with a start, finding myself in my bedroom. I had gone to bed alone, but this was no longer the case. Lying in bed beside me, was the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. She practically glowed, or maybe she really glowed, I couldn't quite tell.

"Conrad" she whispered to me, in the most melodic and beautiful voice I had ever heard. "I am a messenger of God and I have come to you with a mission." She reached out, touching my forehead, there was intense heat which came with her touch, a feeling of pressure that filled my head and then a instant feeling of knowledge, of understanding.

"You must travel the world" she said to me, "you must find these women and at all costs you must breed with them. The offspring of these relationships will soon become the most powerful men and women in all the world and lead it into a new golden age."

I stared back at the woman, absolutely dumb founded. I was tired, confused and almost entirely unsure how to process any of this. And yet, I believed her, I was filled with purpose, with drive, with a need to fulfill this request that she had made of me.

"Tell me you will do this, make a vow now, before God that you will fulfill his request and save the world" she said, her hand reaching out to cup my cheek in her hand.

All I could manage in my delirium was a short nod, causing her to smile. She leaned forward, smiling still "We will be watching" she said, the words seeming somewhat ominous, though I had little time to process them. As a moment later she was kissing me. The moment after that, there was a blinding flash of light and she was gone. I was alone once more.

I awoke from that with a start. Alone in my room, no evidence of anyone having been in my room and covered in a cold sweat. Though I remembered perfectly the events of the dream and my mind was still filled with all the pertinent information I needed about the women I had been tasked with impregnating. This information, which I somehow knew I could never forget, was seemingly the only hard evidence I had that any of this had happened.

I sat up, swinging my feet off the bed and pushing them down into the soft carpet. Leaning down to press my face into my hands with a groan as I went through the information in my head:

Candace - Philidelphia, USA, A tall, busty red head with an Infectious smile, freckles, blue eyes and a chipper personality that drew everyone around her right in.

Femke - Rotterdam, Netherlands, A short, but stacked young woman with near jet-black hair, with sea green eyes, a charmingly crooked smile and love for reading that would put any other book worm in history to shame.

Katya - St. Petersburg, Russia, A very tall, very pale Russian woman, with a lithe yet dangerous seeming frame. I knew intuitively that she never smiled, she didn't much like people and that behind her pale blue eyes was a fiercely cunning mind.

Etsuko - Tokyo, Japan, A woman of Average height, whom I knew would always be the life of any party she attended. Nothing was physically remarkable about her in any way, but there was something else about her, something that draws you to her, something I wouldn't be able to identify until I met her.

Alejandra - Bogota, Columbia, A shorter woman, with deep caramel skin, who physically was remarkable in every way. She drew every eye as she walked by. She was drop dead gorgeous and she knew it.

Lira - Cape Town, South Africa, Tall, dark skinned, strong of body and of mind, Lira was the whole package. Smart, beautiful and confident. She was one I knew without meeting, could probably be a world leader all on her own.

Heidi - Auckland, New Zealand, and finally there was Heidi. She was a little below average height, petite, with tanned skin and a reserved personality. Kind, but not over-bearingly so. Smart, but not in an intimidating way. Beautiful, yet not unapproachable.

I groan again to myself. This was an honor to be sure, to be chosen by God, for what seemed to be such an important task. But I was only human of course. How could I afford this? How could I be sure I could ever bed so many remarkable women? Was I really the man for such a job.

I shake my head, shaking away those thoughts with the motion. If God chose me, he must believe in me. I could do this.

I look to my alarm clock, 02:07AM. I stand, stretching as I do so. This was a challenging task to be certain, but I could do it. Thus, I set off towards the shower to start my day. With any luck, there was an early flight to Philly. Candace was the closest to me by far. Hopefully she was feeling... Well breedable I guess.

(Howdy all,

So, this is a slightly weird idea I suppose, but one that I think has the potential to be a lot of fun. I think it's pretty clear what the idea is, but in case it isn't: I am looking to take this character on an adventure around the world, whereby he beds a variety woman of different cultures from around the world. Not just bedding them though, breeding them, to create the next generation of world leaders, in hopes of creating a better tomorrow. Or at least that's what the angel in his dream told him. Who knows if it's true, but I suppose whether or not you believe him is up to you.

You will of course play the various women. If you want to change them up and make them your own, feel free to do so! How they respond is of course entirely up to you! Maybe some received similar dreams and are just waiting on this Conrad to show up. Maybe some had the dreams and didn't believe them and aren't too happy when they end up being true. Or maybe they just never had any dreams at all and think the guy asking to breed them for God is insane. The choice is yours.

This is ideally a longer-term idea, getting built upon over multiple sessions. So ideally we can move to another to play this out, though we certainly do not have to. We can play in first or third person is perfectly fine, depending on your preference. And finally, just as a personal note, I don't want to plan this into the dirt. A bit of conversation on small things doesn't hurt of course, but I don't want to pull out the cork board and red yarn, looking like a conspiracy theorist that's trying to prove the CIA killed Kennedy with the flat Earth or something. I feel like this idea will do best with a certain level of spontaneity to it, so I would appreciate a partner who can roll with that.

And then came kinks/limits: There are two compulsory things with this. #1 Breeding is obviously a central point to the story. So that can't be avoided. #2 I will not, have any of these scenes go the non con route. Its not for me. Other than that, we can certainly discuss what we do and don't wish to include. I am pretty open and would enjoy a wide variety of kinks being included in this.

Hopefully some of you enjoy this idea and I can hear from you guys soon!