The morning comes

Throughout the night, you and Queen Claudia shares the pleasures of flesh many, many times. Addicted by a surge of dopamine released from intercourses, both of you seek it more and more. This in turn, strengthens your physical and emotional connection, which then heightens the satisfaction, making you and Queen Claudia to want more, thus continuing the cycle of your sexual degeneration. Both of you fuck to obey your instincts to procreate, your mutual attraction was based on the intrinsic realization that your union would produce a beautiful offspring.

And in time, you would be rewarded for the efforts. As nature has intended. Unbeknownst, by the time Queen Claudia returns to her room, your seed have already merge with her egg, and the the fruit of your lust, your love child, is already growing in Queen Claudia's womb.

A few months from now, Queen Claudia will lay upon another bed with her legs spread wide open, your bastard’s head crowning through the very same pussy lips she had let be parted to allow you to enter, in a much more pleasurable fashion. Another push, and her mouth will open in a silent scream, as she brings your first offspring into the world.

As of now, morning comes, and with it, the challenges you have to settle