Many months later, Mikayla contacts you about your movie night (inc. picture)

It's now been over a year since your bet began. Although Claire surprised you by "accidentally" scoring a big bonus and knocking up quite a few women on her travels, you are still comfortably in the lead. And that lead has only begun to grow.

"Grow" being an appropriate word. After your scandalous behavior at St. Applegate station, no fewer than two-dozen-and-a-half co-eds are nearing their due date after taking a fateful load of cum from your futa cock. You have a hard time keeping all the names straight, sometimes. Blake, Harper, Jessica, Brittany, Ludmilla... in fact, you had managed to knock up two different 'Alex'es, plus an 'Alyx', all within a day of each other. If only you'd thought to make 'impregnating multiple girls with the same given name on the same day' a bonus condition.

Even though "schoolgirls" weren't a special category, the sheer number left waddling their way through the academy halls in the wake of your visit is likely to put paid to any realistic chance for Claire to win the bet, once they start trickling into the maternity ward over the next month and a half.

Out of thirty St. Vivians students who got pregnant after their time with you (out of little over fifty total - you'd had a busy two weeks on that station) only a few got abortions. If the god of the Milky Way Church really exists, you're probably getting the boot straight into hell, but that 'consistent life ethic' ideology they teach the youth sure is convenient for your immoral purposes.

You're actually a bit sad that you've been banned from ever setting foot on the St. Vivians' campus again, on top of a restraining order against you ever speaking to any students attending the academy in the future. Even after you ditched the smuggled test answer keys, opportunities to fuck more tempting young women just kept falling into your lap. Even something as trivial as buying a bunch of age-restricted movie tickets could lead to, and did lead to, a seductive co-ed taking a load of your potent cum in her unprotected pussy, and being stuck with the consequences.

...actually, you suppose you can't complain too much about your luck. You've just discovered a planet called 'Alseid' which banned all nanotech imports, and, due to concern about emigration and population decline, found excuses to close all the planet's abortion clinics and offer huge subsidies to first-time mothers. Which meant that it was a natural location for you to set up a porn studio. You thought you'd get banned after knocking up almost a score of amateur porn actresses in the span of a couple weeks the last time you were here, but apparently the authorities didn't care and the wider society didn't notice - so you have started your studio back up. Regardless of the "seedy" rumors surrounding your first stint as a porn producer (and starring role, of course), there were no shortage of stunningly sexy women willing to fuck in outlandish, often silly costumes for a quick payday. So eager are they to make thousands of credits for an hour's "work", that none of them yet have backed out after discovering that there had been a sudden change to the studio's policy on using condoms right before their shoot was scheduled.

Yesterday had been dedicated to shooting a project called 'Nursery Rhymes'. Apparently, amateur pornstars weren't the most intellectually curious types, as none of them had picked up on the sly breeding implication. The scenes "Little Blow Peep", "Little Miss Muffet Sat on a...", "Jack and Jill Off", "Froggy (and her tadpoles) Went A-Courting" and "The Ginger-Breed Futa" had gone swimmingly, which is to say, five young women received loads of your potent swimmers inside them along with their paychecks.

Even so, as enjoyable as these (pro)creative pursuits are, porn holos are hard work. Not only do you have to organize everything, but you really need a lot of stamina to do a full scene. You were more exhausted by the end of yesterday than you had been after your most prolific days at St. Applegate.

Today's project is "Fuckable Fairy Tales", although when you release it for real, you'll be changing the title to "Fertile Fairy Tales". You just finished your first scene, "Goldilocks and the Three Bare Cocks", and you're already feeling a bit fatigued.

But then you ducked into the changing room and saw your co-star for the second scene, "Little Red (cock)Riding Hood". A voluptuous cocoa-skinned twentysomething girl in a snug red teddy that shows off a nice set of camel toe and cleavage, with full red lips, lustrous black hair, long eyelashes... and an absolutely gorgeous ass. Although the character she's playing is named for the red hooded cloak she's wearing, you think most viewers will be more interested in looking at the white stockings and platform high heels showing off her luscious thighs.

"Hey baby." the actress, 'Pam Macchiato', says. "How do I look? We ready to start the shoot? I got plans tonight so I hope there's no delay."

You swallow and give her your best smile. "Just a very short one. I wanna make sure I have all my... props ready."

Ducking back into your own changing room you hurriedly pull up some notes on your wrist-comp. You want to make absolutely SURE that that voluptuous vixen walks away with a bellyfull of your brat. To stimulate sperm production by the powerful gene-mods in your futa family jewels, you decide to warm yourself up checking in on a few of your past dalliances. Specifically, you look for one who resembles Pam in appearance and her lovely medium-brown skin tone.

Better than you hoped - you find a message from none other than Mikayla, the sexy nineteen year old sophomore who'd spent the 'climax' of a cheesy horror film experiencing a climax of her own after bouncing on your lap. And although the movie was too tame to be very scary, the real scare had crept up on her a month later when her period was late.

It seems that Mikayla is wary of having the rumors of this spread around, as she has pasted a little sticker over the top part of her face in the selfie she sent you. But the huge, round sphere protruding through her maternity onesie is on full, glorious display. Luckily it seems she doesn't suspect that the "emergency pill" you gave her was a piece of chocolate candy, or that crinkling a cellophane candy wrapper when she thought you were putting on a condom wasn't an honest misunderstanding.

...yeah, it's a good thing Ms. Glidden didn't find out about THAT one. You never heard back from your mother Amelia, but your confession message would've been that much worse if that little sleight of hand had been a part of it.

You feel your excitement rising as you look at the image, taken less than a week ago, of Mikayla's formerly petite figure swollen up with your baby. One of many unforgivable sins you've committed. Yet it only makes you want to sin more... to see sexy Miss Pam in the other room try to squeeze back into that outfit she's now wearing with a pregnant belly like you convinced a few actresses from your first stint running the studio here on Alseid to do, by offering royalties on the film sales as an incentive.

By the time you hop up out of your seat you're pitching a tent in your wolf-themed costume, as the 'tail' double-dildo vibrator in your ass and pussy starts whirring away, you feel like your sack is once again full to overflowing. The 'Little Miss Riding Hood' about to practice her riding on you has no idea that the scene she thinks is going to end with a facial is going to leave her pussy so full of potent semen that she'll be dripping it out for the rest of the day...