Okay, whew. No crime scene here. Just a well fucked neighbor.

Coming around the corner, Max saw that the foot was thankfully attached to a passed out Mrs. Megan Halo, Max's next door neighbor and MILF next door. She had apparently dragged a pillow with her that she currently snuggled into. Although she was resting peacefully on the floor, she was also covered in dried cum that matched what was on the floor.

Her angelic face had been plastered on a lot of bus stop benches and some billboards as her real estate business took off in the last few years, Angel Realtors. Her body, normally wrapped in some sort of tight business power suit was naked as the day it was born. Large perky D cups rising and falling as she napped, her long, normally straight blonde hair a frazzled mess that still somehow looked nearly artfully placed around her face as she rested. Her tight, toned stomach from backyard yoga flared out to wide hips supporting a tight, round butt on top of long, glorious legs. Max had never been much of a leg man, but he could definitely see the appeal in her. He also totally hadn't masturbated furiously over her in his teens after watching her do yoga in the backyard once or twice.

And apparently, he already had, considering a dried river of cum ran down her inner thighs. While yeah, she was a gorgeous hottie, Max hadn't planned on adding her into the fun yet. First, While she's a gorgeous creature he'd definitely fantasied about in his teens, he'd been focused on keeping up with the even curvier women he was banging that were already his life. Second, unlike all the other women in his life, she was married. Max would be more than happy to bang and breed a frustrated housewife (especially if she wanted his kids), but to his knowledge, Her and Mr. Halo were as happy as could be. Max never wanted to be a homewrecker.

Either way, Max was covered in sweat and cum, in a house he'd apparently hosed down, and if the pattern was holding, probably knocked up. Max was more than a little concerned about how all this had happened without him being able to remember it. What else had happened?

Max would have followed the trail of cum, but looking around, it was everywhere. Also, this living room, that he was finally seeing from the inside of the house, was pretty messed up too. Bookshelves cleared, things scattered about. Max needed to get back to that machine, see if he could fill in the gaps of his memory. Before he went, Max figured he should find out what he did to Mrs. Halo. Reaching down with one hand, Max cupped one of the delicious large breasts in one hand and lightly pinched her nipple, letting him bring up her fertility screen:

Megan Halo:
Pregnant: 1 Female
Special Characteristics:

Max breathed out a sigh of relief, just one baby and no crazy special abilities. He'd gone crazier before, and Max could deal with this. It's not like he packed her full of twelve babies and made her lactate on command... That did sound fun though... No, there was time to try that out later. Large memory gaps need to be addressed first. If he's having insane, house-fucking level sex, and can't even remember? That can't stand. But, Max needed to find out what other damage he'd done. Mrs. Halo was one thing, that probably was going to happen at some point. But what else had he done?

Following the trails of cum through the house, that apparently most of the chaos had been kept to the living room and bedroom, and leading to the garage. Max couldn't tell why the garage, because his cum trail didn't head in that direction. So, some of the chaos that didn't relate to sex, might not have been from Max's actions. That was a reassuring thought to hold onto.

Exploring, Max found that the pool in the back yard seemed to have large floating pools of cum in it. Max figured he'd probably had pool sex in there, and lots of it from the look of it. There was more of the blatant dry cum trail on the grass leading to the gate leading back to his house, so Max followed it back to his house.

Walking in the back door, Max followed the cum trail back to the kitchen, where the strangest vision greeted him.