Ben retreats

To say that I was stunned would be a gross understatement.

Before me stood a very naked and very fuckable young woman who had moments ago been a pre-teen. I couldn't even wrap my head around the biology required for such a speedy growth spurt. My mind was further devastated when the young woman approached me without any regard or shame and kissed me right on my lips.

Several things sped through my brain at that moment as I felt her tongue dance with mine. There was the magic fuckery that was screwing with me. There was the fact that this young woman was in fact my own daughter. And more importantly...that she was a great kisser.

Sanity won out in the end and I broke away, breathing heavily as I regarded Lucy's new form. She was looking at me with naked lust and I knew there and then I needed to make a tactical retreat.

"Ok this is officially fucking crazy," I said, shaking my head, "up until now it's been crazy, but this is the Chernobyl of crazy."

I scooped up Sam and started to back away, something which made Lucy frown childishly.

"But daaaddy!" She whined, "I'm horny! And Mama said you could make me a mama too!"

There were no words to describe the level of disbelief I was feeling at that moment and when I turned to Beth I was greeted with a shrug of indifference. I took a deep breath and then turned to Emma.

"Ok since you're the only one here who hasn't completely lost their mind I'm leaving you in charge,"

Emma's eyes widened. "Do you not see that I'm ready to pop here? How the hell can I keep these two under control?!?"

"I trust you, really," I gestured to Lucy, "it's likely that labour will be a breeze and the kid will be up and taking out a home loan within hours. You'll be fine."

She grumbled a response but didn't argue.

I turned back to address the mother and daughter duo. Lucy was casually feeling her new breasts, delighting at the sensation while Beth sat on the couch watching me a lusty grin. What the fuck was I supposed to say that would get through to them?

"Uhhh listen," both sets of eyes locked onto the sound of my voice. It was kind of creepy. "Listen, I've got...well I've got stuff I need to do, but I need the both of you to stay here with Emma. I'll...uh...I'll be back later. Ok?"

Lucy tilted her head as she looked me over. "When you get back, maybe we could fuck?" She caressed her glistening vagina. "I promise I'll be a good girl if you do."

"...yeah," I said, trying to keep a straight face whilst rolling with this insanity, "yeah...if you be a good girl then...uhh...sure."

There was a cheer of triumph and the young woman threw her arms around me to kiss my cheek and huge me tightly. Despite her very aroused form, it seemed innocent enough and she even leant down to kiss Sam on the forehead.

"See ya later baby bro!"

It was more than a little disturbing to see how Lucy seemed to switch between fiend and almost innocent in her childishness, but I contained myself and left the house without another word and immediately packed Sam into the car.

The drive home was oddly soothing as I traversed the winding roads of Lewdington and my mind began to slowly take in all the recent events. So know I knew that broadly how this curse thing worked. My cum was addictive. My cum pretty much made women Insta-Pregnant. Said pregnancy was quick, as was the growth rate of the subsequent kids who themselves seemed to want to breed. Since it was my magic dick that was causing the problems, the answer seemed simple enough. I'd just stop fucking.

Ok, no, that wasn't exactly easy. I was in a constant state of semi-arousal all the time too, so it'd be a struggle to keep myself under control. But still. What was the alternative? I just continue to fuck these women, create more supermodel offspring, fuck them too and go on and on until the town was overrun with my spawn?

I was still having this debate when I pulled up out the front of my house. Lost in my own world as I was, I took Sam out of the car and walked straight up to the front door without even noticing the person standing there.

Barbara stared at me, looking at me with a desperate hunger on her face I'd come to recognise well.

"Hi there neighbour,"