You refuse to believe it

You're stunned. You pull your hand away from Alex and you manage to bark out, "Father? My father? My puritanical father who thinks sex education should be a blank sheet of paper, and sex itself should be a closely controlled phenomenon?! The fairy who thinks we should all be scared and worried every time we fuck so that we only do it to have kids and never otherwise?! The Grinch who didn't even show up in my life more than once a year?? What the hell are you talking about?!?!"

Alex waits patiently for your outburst to subside, averting his gaze and sympathetically nodding until you were done. "I get it, Aspen." he finally says as he turns back up to your eyes with a look of genuine affection and maybe even a hint of love. He continues,

"I get how you're feeling. Your dad is... well... not the easiest person to get along with. He's stubborn and sticks to his guns, come what may." He taps your chin and smiles at you, "Not unlike another fairy I know.

"As far as your dad's opinions on sex go, I can tell you right now, I don't agree with most of them, but I can empathize. Most of them were developed in the dark days when fairy mortality was at an all time high. Only one in three womb-bearing fairies would survive pregnancy, and the odds of having a healthy baby were around one in ten - with most of the deaths caused by an unnaturally high pregnancy - the exact opposite problem that werewolves have. Neither human medicine nor fairy magic seemed to have a real solution, but your father had developed a few highly risky techniques to help a pregnancy along."

Alex grabs your hand again and squeezes it. He gives you a weak smile, accompanied by a look of sad apology and continues, "I'm afraid I was probably the reason your dad missed so much of your life.

"As I said, neither fairy magic nor medicine could solve the problem on its own, but together it seemed a lot more doable. My unnatural pregnancy gave your dad a rare opportunity to study a non-fairy-related deep anal pregnancy. What's more, since werewolves are quite tough, he could try out a lot of stuff on me which he couldn't on fairies.

"I'm not gonna lie, it was brutal, but we finally found an effective way to rescue a deep anal pregnancy. He harvested and preserved almost a gallon of my semen over the course of a month using his magic, and... some other methods...

"By this point, I was almost 5 months pregnant and reaching the most dangerous point. Most deep anal pregnancies prove fatal between 6 to 8 months. Once we'd harvested enough semen, your dad used a siphoning spell to push the fluids up my ass to just behind the fetus and push it down.

"To our amazement it worked! I had a few more hiccups during the last four months, but eventually got through and gave birth to 'my' son in a government facility."

Fairy magic, human medicine, pregnancies, government facilities... This story kept throwing up more questions than it ever fucking answered!