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Chapter 8 by Nemo of Utopia Nemo of Utopia

Ah Snap, How Will You Deal With This If Ingrid Gets Knocked Up?

"Sufficient Unto The Day Are The Evils Thereof" (Ingrid)

OK, you may have just sired a bastard on one of your lovers, and to have a wedding without the five years of engagement is a terrible scandal, but on the other hand you might NOT, and there's no way to know until about six months* from now, so why fret?
*(Dwarf women carry a pregnancy for a year and a half.)

IF Ingrid gets pregnant you will arrange for an emergency wedding for the three of you at that point, until then you have other things to deal with.

"We should get redressed and be about the colonies business," You state, after picking Ingrid up off the top of all the boxes and giving her a very sloppy kiss with a lot of tongue. She seems to enjoy it a lot and kisses you back with enthusiasm, your tongues doing a slippery tango in and out of each others mouths for half a minute.

Soon after you all are mostly clothed, you taking longer than your lovers to dress because you can't help starring while they slowly help each other transition back from their private personas of raunchy, lustful, slut-kittens into their public identity as ruthless and skilled valkyries...

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