Several conversations.

The three of you got into the car and pulled out for the commute home. After exiting the school speed zone, you started accelerating when the station went to commercial break.

"Have you been injured by a drunk..."

Krystal leaned forward and clicked the radio off before sitting back. "I meant it, Uncle; get those drugs," Krystal loudly announced.

You groaned; of course she was going to push it. She was Krystal after all. Suprised, Lili looked up from her phone, saying. "Drugs... what drugs?"

You found yourself rolling your eyes when Krystal snarkily informed Lili. "You know how Uncle ended up in the hospital."

Lili nodded, and your niece continued saying. "Well, it was over a girl named Bailey."

Lili blinked, murmuring, "The Goth girl?"

Krystal shrugged. I don't know if I'd call her a goth. But my uncle had her get three tattoos and has her on fertility drugs."

Lili purses her lips. "Hmmm, that explains the tattoo on her neck... and the change in what she's wearing."

"You know her?" Krystal asked.

Lili nods, saying, "We have the same third period."

Listening in, you heard Lili tell Krystal about how Bailey usually wore mostly band shirts and combat boots until about a month ago. Continuing to drive, you were almost home when Krystal's attention turned back to you.

"Uncle, where did you get the fertility drugs you're giving Bailey?"

"Why do you want to know?" you reply as you slow down to make a turn.

Krystals reply told you everything you needed to know. "Because you're giving them to that slut and not us."

Yup, it figured that Bailey announcing that you gave her fertility drugs would ignite your niece's competitive streak.

"Well, for your information, I got them from Jennifer," you tell them.

This time I thought it wasn't Krystal but Lili, who spoke up saying, "Well, get more."

In your mind's eye you could imagine your sister Bell now. "What do you mean my daughter is pregnant with triplets? How could you be so negligent... she's only 18, and now she's a mother of three." Of course that is tame compared to what she'd do if she discovered it was your sperm that made her that way. And Lili, you still remember her asking for a half-white baby in Jennifer's bed. Three babies would be much better than one.

Pulling into your driveway, you say, "Okay, I will."

Coming to a stop, you cut the engine, and two mollified teenagers poured out of the car. Grabbing your briefcase, you got out of your car and casually scanned the street.

Across the street you saw that Ben Hawks had the R.V. pulled out. Locking the car door, you were walking up the walkway when you heard.

"Hey Jason, wait up for a minute."

Stopping, you saw Ben come out of the R.V. and cross the street. Flashing him a smile, you call out. "What's up, Ben? Getting ready to go see the grandkids."

Growing up you had been in the boyscouts with Ben's oldest son, Hal. And Joy, you and she were 13 when you lost your virginity to each other. She married out of high school and now lives in Ohio.

Reaching out, you shook the old man's hand as he reached you. "Yes, we are. Joy's eldest, Maggie, is having her second."

"I'm happy for you, old man," you say, congratulating him.

"Thanks, Jason. But I wanted to let you know that we're going to have a house sitter for the two weeks we're going to be gone," Ben announced.

You nod, saying, "Thanks for the heads-up."

Ben heads back to his yard, but not before saying. "Give Joy my regards when you see her."

Joy Hawks... your and hers first time had been so awkward; your relationship never really recovered. But you still managed to be friends.

Opening your front door, the oder of cooking beef rolled over you, causing your stomach to rumble. Glancing into the kitchen, you saw Sunyi was cooking dinner. You saw she had dressed up in something similar to what she wore during the infamous parent-teacher conference you had. Since then you had learned it was a modern take on a traditional Hanbok-style gown. Personally, you thought the scarlet skirt and flowered top looked fantastic on her. One of the few good things that controlling asshole of a soon-to-be ex-husband did. That was the demand his wife to dress like a Korean woman should.

Sitting down your briefcase, you walked into the kitchen and up behind her. Wrapping your arms around her from behind, you breathed in deep. Sunyi smelled of cinnamon and ginger.

"What are you making?" you asked with a husky growl.

She leaned back into you, and you felt her shiver when she felt your erection against her buttocks.

"I'm making Bulgogi; it's a marinated beef steak," she hummed.

"Sounds good. How long till it's done?" You breathed into her ear.

Sunyi shivered again. It was unfair what you were doing when she wanted you as much as she did. But you were adamant, no sex till Jae was dealt with.

Releasing her you say. "I need to clean up and make a phone call." Sunyi was leaning on the counter when you left the kitchen.

Grabbing your briefcase, you went down the hallway to your bedroom. Passing Lili and Krystal's doors, you could hear Billie Elish playing.

Entering your room, you close the door behind you to further muffle the music. Tossing your briefcase on the bed, you sit down and kick off your shoes. Pulling your phone out of your pocket, you briefly consider texting Jennifer but instead decide to call her.

Punching it in, you bring the phone to your ear, and after a few moments, you hear.

"Hi Daddddyyyyy," Jennifer purred sexily.

"Heya, baby girl," you reply with a smile.

You hear a splash in the background and ask. "Doing your homework by the pool, young lady?"

Jennifer laughed. It was the type of laughter that promised sex and sin.

"I'm by the pool, but homework..." she then moaned, and you knew exactly what she was doing. "Fuck, just like Becky, lick my slit, slut."

Closing your eyes, you felt your cock throb in your pants.

Ding...

Opening your eyes, you saw you'd gotten a text.

"Take a look, Daddy, if you're brave," Jennifer hotly taunted.

Unable to stop yourself, you did just that. What greeted you was Beckie's green eyes staring up at you as she ate Jennifer out. To top it off, a naked Conseula was doing the backstroke in the pool.

"If you were here it would be your cock she would be tasting." Jennifer taunted.

You groan as you cock fought to burst out of your pants. "You are a vixen." You growl.

Jennifer's laughter was low and dangerous. "And you love it. Fucking us. Filling our fertile bellies with hot jizz."

You're tempted to do just that—storm over there and pin Jennifer under you and fill that belly.

"Of course, as torked as Krystal was after 4th period, I'd be surprised if she hadn't finished draining your balls dry."

Looking at your hand, you could see it was shaking. "About that," you gruffly rumble. "Do you have any more of those fertility drugs?"

You could hear her smile as she purred. "Not that you need them, Daddy; we know you're not shooting blanks. But I don't have any more, but I can get some."

"Can you get enough for two people?" You choke out.

"Ooooooooohhhhhhhhhh, who are you looking to swell, Little Tina? She'd look so hot swelled up with three of your babies. Or maybe Kat; you know she's still wanting an anchor baby or three."

You groan as a vision of Little Tina with an impossibly large belly waddling around hit you like a tusnami. You knew Jennifer would go through the whole cheer roster getting you worked up. So you volunteered. "There for Krystal and Lili."

"Excellent," Jennifer exulted. "Krystal's dripping for a cute little incest baby, and Lili wants all those gook genes of hers thoroughly white-washed out of her."

Things were getting out of control.

"Mmmnnnnn, right there, slut, make mistress cum for Daddy."

You needed to end this soon, before you came in your pants. "How soon can you get them?" you growl in growing desperation.

"Hehehehe, by this weekend, Daddy. But first I need something from you." You could hear her breathing getting more ragged.

"Anything, baby girl." You gasp out.

"That's ggggrrreeeaaattttt Dddaaaadddddy... You know those Clone-a-wiiilllliiiieeeessss I got. Come over SSSSSSaaaturday and we'll make a few." She moaned out.

"Will do, sweetie," you groan as Jennifer starts mumbling. "Fuck, Ffuuccckkkk, Fuuuuuccckkkkk..."

Click

Disconnecting the call, you drop your phone onto the carpet. Hands shaking, you fought the burning need to rip open your bedroom door and mercilessly pound the first pussy you came to. Balling a fist, you punch your bed as your churning ball demanded action.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

Your head swivels as you look at the door.

Knock. Knock. Knock.

You silently rose and approached the door. Raising your hand, it grasped the doorknob and turned it. Swinging the door open, you saw Sunyi was standing there.

"Dinner is rea..." she started before falling silent. Her eyes dilated as she stared at the beast before her. Your cock was impossibly hard, and the beast was raging to be unleashed.

"Stop denying yourself," it raged. "Tear the clothes from her body," it demanded.

Sunyi could see the burning desire etched on your face. Instead of stoking or inflaming it, she stood there waiting for you to choose. Take her or not; it was all up to you. Your hands raised, and your fingers dug into her collar.

"Rip and tear." Howled the beast.