You wake up the next morning to the smell of fresh coffee.....

Putting on clean boxers and socks, you also put on a fresh set of pajamas (T-shirt and shorts) before heading to the laundry room to deposit your dirty clothes in the machine, you then head into the kitchen where you see your dad sitting at the table.

"Morning Dad."

"Morning son, have a good sleep?"

"Yes sir, how about you?"

"I actually slept like a log!"

You smile, he doesn't remember! You make small talk before telling your dad your plans for the day which include running a few errands, you then think up a plan to stop your dad leaving the house and getting impregnated (potentially) by someone else and explain that there is a parcel due for you today and someone needs to be in to sign for it. With a smile, your dad agrees to stay in.

After some more small talk, you head to the bathroom to have a shower, after which you get dressed in your room, nothing fancy, just a sleeveless top (gotta show off the guns!) paired up with some basketball shorts. After putting your trainers on, you give one final look in the mirror, admiring yourself before you leave the house.

Your first stop is to your friend who gave you the ****, within minutes of you arriving, you had him sitting on your cock, cowboy style bouncing up and down, his own four inch cock bouncing away as you hammer into him, forty minutes later after driving him through four orgasms, you bury your cock as deep up into as you can and roar our your release, your cum flooding his womb.

"Oh, oh fuck.... If I wasn't pregnant before....."

Capturing his lips in yours, you don't let him finish the sentence. Breaking the kiss, you look him in the eyes.

"Can you do me a favor and create another ten or so batches of that **** for me. Also, is there a **** that you can create that will cause someone to become hopelessly devoted to me?"

"The first part, not a problem, the second will take a couple of days. In fact, do you mind if I take a blood sample from you to help the process?"

You smile and nod, as you do so he whispers in your ear that he made up a month's worth of the first **** in anticipation of you fucking him again.

"Do me that second **** and next time, I'll fuck you for two hours straight."

He moans as he hears that, climbing gingerly off of your lap, hobbling away as you notice your juices trailing down his leg. Once he took your blood sample, he put half of it into a freezer and the other half into a machine. He walked off while you got dressed and came back with a case full of vials of the ****.

"I also put in this top box some powerful virility **** for you to use. Not that you'll need them stud!"

You take the boxes off him and kiss him goodbye, you put the boxes in the back of your truck, marking the top one with a 'V' for virility.