The Denouement

It took almost three hours to clean up all the cum, even with the help of the marker. Olivia criticized you for going too far, though she admitted it was a bit hypocritical. Stacey just enjoyed her restored limbs, using them to rub her massively swollen belly. Once the clean-up was finished, you lay between the two of them, one hand on each of their bellies. Soon, you all fell asleep in one well-fucked pile.

About two weeks later, right before they were due to have their periods, Stacey and Olivia both presented you with a positive test. You clasped your hands together. You tried to be somber about it, but you couldn't. Your face split into a huge smile. "Girls, this is wonderful!" You jumped up and wrapped them both in an embrace. "Hey watch it," Stacey faux-cautioned. "I've got a passenger on board!" You scooped her up and kissed her, kissing her fiercely. Olivia watched this, a few tears gathering in the corners of her eyes.

You set Stacey down and looked to her. "Olivia, what's wrong?" She sat down, a little sigh escaping her. "Oh it's just, I'm really happy for you guys." She shed a few more tears. "I just, I really don't deserve this." You walked over to her, grabbing her chin and lifting her head up. "You do, Olivia. You're a good person. We'll need you to help raise our babies." Olivia glanced away. "Well, what is there for me? You and Stacey are going to get married, I assume. But what's there for me?" You paused, no comforting words coming to your lips. What would Olivia be?

"Well, we could just move to a nation that allows polygamy," Stacey said, spreading her hands to indicate the possibility. You both looked over at her. "What?" She asked. "I'm just throwing it out there." Olivia laughed. "I don't think I want to leave home for that." She began thinking hard. "We could just use the marker to make polygamy legal in this country. Possess a few politicians, give ourselves mind control powers?"

Stacey and you both shook your heads. "You know what, screw the law," you declared. "Who cares if they don't recognize the legitimacy of it. I'll get married to both of you, right here, or we can rent out a banquet hall or something. It might not be legal, but that's the least important thing."

Stacey and Olivia both nodded. "That's an okay idea," Olivia added. "Though it might not be necessary. We could just use the marker to make the laws not apply to us. Do you think it could do that?" Stacey shrugged. "Perhaps. I've never tried that. But you did make Finn being naked invisible to everyone." All three of you colored at the thought, Olivia looking down in shame. You shook your head, shaking the painful memory from your head.

You walked over and sat in Olivia's lap, squishing her plump thighs. "Hey, Finn!" She yelled. "You're too heavy!" You gesture to Stacey, who recognizes the gesture and hands you the marker. You write on her neck, "Strength of Ten Men". Handing the marker back, you wrap your arms around her. "Better?" She grunts a little. "I suppose."

Then, extending an arm, you gesture for Stacey to come over. She does, and you wrap an arm around her, pulling her in close. "Like Stacey said, we're overthinking this. If I can only have one wife, I will. I'll marry either of you. You choose it who will be. But the loser will get the consolation prize of being my fuckslut. She won't have to worry about visiting my parents or family dinners unless she wants to. The only thing she'll need to worry about is draining my balls whenever I want and letting me shoot babies into her." You smiled, squeezing both of them. "So what do you think?"

Olivia pinched your cheek. "You're a pig, Finn. I can't believe I ever thought you were a gentlemen." Stacey harummmphed in agreement. "Talk about presumptuous." She leaned down and grabbing your head, gave you a long kiss. "I'm not totally uninterested, though."

Olivia waited until you two broke your kiss, then took your head in a single, incredibly strong hand and kissed you the same way. "You'll have to fight me for it, Stace." You just laughed and pulled them in close, not bothering to ask what they were fighting over.

[Author's Note: Gentle Reader, I have written everything I desired to in this branch. As such, I will be ending it here. Stacey, Finn and Olivia will ride off into the sunset, in love and at peace.

If you wish to continue this branch, I grant any who wish the full right to do so. And with that, I bid you all adieu.]