Build more nest infrastructure in the house

With one man doped up on your venom and honey for a week, the father being milked, and the son an eager consort, you take the opportunity to begin building more of your nest. However, not before training the boy. You holster him up and guide him over to his father's passed out beefy ass. It's spread for anyone to see. You grab ahold a tuft of the son's hair and shove it into the peach fuzzy ass. "Don't stop eating this ass until I return, otherwise, I'll break you." The son whimpers at your threat and begins to feast down on that ass. You then go about adapting more of home to your nest needs. After a day's and night's worth of work, the first fully polished incubator is ready. The son is still lapping away, he followed your instructions all night till his now exhausted state. A puddle of drool is surrounding him. He's resting his face in the crack in order to still be able to lick on it. He looks exhausted, but this is a monumental step as both your consort and loyaltist.

"Excellent boy, excellent." You gently clap your hands, "You may rest now precious boy." The son looks at you in relief before slumping over onto the floor asleep. It's time you properly breed someone. The father is still spread and passed out on the living room floor. Before you can succumb to the allure, your focus snaps to knocking at the front door. Thankfully, if you choose to answer the door, the person would be unable to see both father and son.