A cleansing breath before continuing...

Alright, Max finally had a moment to breath as he felt the cool floor and rumpled clothes beneath him. He could feel in his bones that he had satisfied the two. The afterglow after seeding the curvy milf and her daughter was glorious, luxuriating in the restful warmth of feeling a job well done. Turning his head, he took in the view of his two new women.

Olivia was resting on her back, eyes closed and feeling the afterglow of some intense orgasms that her own mother had brought her to, as she had eaten his cum, out of her pussy. As he fucked a huge load of cum into her mom, at the same time... After magically(?) making her super fertile again... God that was fucking hot.

If Olivia's "Special Characteristic" from her Fertility Screen(? Gotta think about what to name that...) is the same as her mom's... She's gonna get some curves. Serious fucking curves... Literally... If her mom was anywhere remotely average before getting knocked up and turned into the shortstack wet dream she is now over those nine months... Max was a little worried... Mrs. Cortes got that curvy from being pregnant with one baby... Olivia definitely has three daughters starting to take root in her womb right now... Would that compound things?

Well, at least he had put some "what if"s into the machine to account for anything negative coming from this, so Max wasn't really worried about this. Though, the thought of Olivia swelling up as she got further and further along into her pregnancy definitely did arouse him... Watching her belly swell on her short figure as his daughters grew... Her tits not just filling with milk, but her lusts as Max kept bouncing her on his cock... Seeing if he could feel her hips and ass swell as he pumped fresh load after load into her pregnant pussy... Maybe even having her equally bred mother tonging her clit as he did so. Give her something to taste as he fucked her daughter silly. This thought alone made blood begin to turn around, surging back down into his wilting shaft.

Speaking of her mom, Max turned his attention to the MILF currently resting her head on her daughter's stomach, eyes closed as well as she luxuriated in the afterglow of some truly epic sex. The view of the both of them was intoxicating, an underdeveloped woman supporting an overdeveloped milf... God this was amazing... Anyways, Mrs. Cortes was already curvy as hell. If that "Bloodline Inheritance" hadn't archaically specified "firstborn", Max wondered if she'd swell up even further? Turning into a truly comical picture of a woman built for breeding... But, Max was more than fine with the stacked shorty as she was, and was in no hurry to really change her... Besides enjoying watching her swell up with his twins he had just fucked into her.

Max looked up at the ceiling. Life was turning out pretty well since he received the machine, while he hadn't been able to "be there" when he knocked up Aunt Alison (damn timeline/reality/existence alteration b.s.), he has knocked up his mom, his math teacher, his english teacher, and his best friend (or, will be his best friend... again... whatever...). He was curious to see how the changes that would come to these women would play out as they became capable of supporting his kids and being great moms. On a side note, Max was wondering if any of his changes had caused all the women in his life to suddenly be more into getting knocked up, or if that was something they were into before his upgrades happened.

Although his cock was semi-hard now, as visions of swelling curvy sluts danced in his head, Max looked at the clock and knew he had missed the rest of his classes. While he was perfectly fine with that, it was time well spent (to say the least). But, Max needed to be getting home. He had some fine-tuning to do for the what-if machine. See if he could give himself some way of knowing how to seduce women. So far it seems his good looks, upfront nature, and sheer dumb luck had won out so far, but he knew he would need to actually know what he was doing at some point to get with any more ladies in his life. Especially his sisters if they didn't just join in and hop on his dick like his mom did earlier. Speaking of, he's been walked in on a lot recently. Maybe some way to give himself a warning ability.

Max slowly got up, figuring he should actually get dressed this time. Olivia and Mrs. Cortes were still relaxing on the couch in their own little world, Mrs. Cortes had moved up from her resting place and had started a slow, loving make out session with her daughter. While incredibly arousing to Max, he had incestuous sluts of his own at home waiting for him, both bred and those yet to be. He did keep a wary eye towards the door as he found his underwear and pants though, just to make sure...