All manner of taboo fun as Lyra starts to plan

Once the sense of immense relief is gone from your shoulders about having to confess not just an incestuous relationship with your Sister, but that you were pregnant with Lyra's baby, you can't help but feel a little empty. With all the time spent assuming you were pregnant and what would happen next, with or without your Mother's blessing, you sort of feel a little at a loss. Hell, you and Lyra were even toying with baby names one long evening after a nice sweaty sex session. While being mostly guilt-free around your parents new and old is nice, you were still in a very taboo relationship after all, you would be lying if a part of you isn't sad you won't be having a baby soon.

Admittedly you could solve that longing by asking Lyra to knock you up, you have little doubt she would hesitate for a moment to jump to the task if you hinted that you were even a tiny bit broody. Yet somehow knowing you were doing it, knowing what you were committing to, just makes it harder to ask for, especially after that last few weeks. Yet the more you push the idea away, going as far as rationalising as something you'll revisit once you've somehow convinced your Mom and Momma that you and Lyra are in love and wouldn't let any sense or morality or legality get in the way, the more that idea creeps back.

Eventually a week before you're due to meet up with your parents, you bite the bullet and explain your feelings to Lyra, who initially jokes that she can take care of the problem in a good hour fumble between the sheets. Yet the more you explain to your Younger Sister the more she surprises you with her insight.

"So when it was left to chance, a little beyond your control it's easier to live with the consequences?" Lyra asks.

"I think so?" You reply with a shrug, "Is that fucked up?" You add feeling a little uneasy about all this.

"No, I think I understand," Lyra replies with a grin. "On a fundamental level, you want to have a family, with me being the most obvious choice," Lyra continues with a smug grin.

"Yes," You admit, burying your face in your hands. "In fact, the idea of it being you, despite it all makes me want it more," You add feeling your cheeks flush red with embarrassment.

"I mean, we know each other super well, we find each other exceptionally attractive," Lyra rationalises with a smile. "Sure the **** thing is a little unorthodox," She adds with a smile.

"Unorthodox?" You reply, raising an eyebrow. "Do you not think that word's a little tame for wanting my Sister to breed me?" You add.

"Hey, it worked for the various royal families," Lyra offers with a weak smile as you remain unconvinced. "Plus you're hardly alone, hell how popular has **** porn been?" Lyra continues, this point landing a lot better with you.

"I guess," You concede. "That's not quite the same, though is it?" You add hesitantly.

"It just means you're a bigger fan, who had the chance to try a bite of the forbidden fruit and found that shit to be irresistible," Lyra says, her confidence now in full flow. "And you're hardly alone in this, I'm just as guilty if not more so," Lyra admits with a smile.

"Ok, but why can't I just ask for you, to you know?" You ask gesturing your stomach and miming a pregnant belly. "Why does it need to be somewhat out of my control?" You ask with a soft sigh.

"Maybe its just the trauma of all that stress and anxiety of the last few weeks," Lyra offers. "Or perhaps you're just into handing over control, being at someone's mercy," Lyra adds with a sultry smile.

"Ok, that sounds more plausible," You agree.

"So is that all I need to do then?" Lyra asks with a devious grin. "I just need to make more games, where I get to pump you full of my cum and try see if we get lucky this time," Lyra asks, her lips on your neck.

"Oh fuck," You gasp, your Sister's words making your body tingle.

"Just give me permission, Mist," Lyra purrs in your ear. "Just say the word and I'll concoct a fun sexy game we can play, The winner takes all," Lyra continues, her hand roaming over your flat stomach for emphasis.

"Ok," You whisper.

"Louder," Lyra coos.

"Yes," You reply much clearer. "Do it," You add.

"Alright, leave it all to me, Sis," Lyra replies in a sensual tone, kissing you on the lips. "We'll have our family soon," She purrs. "We'll find a way for Mom and Momma to accept us too, even if I have to make them taste what they're missing out on to understand," Lyra continues, her wicked mind now spinning up at the possibilities. Maybe Project Fruits could be a trilogy, or perhaps even a trilogy of trilogies, she thinks to herself with you as an accomplice perhaps she could have a whole family to love and make videos with.

The first order of business would be a fun game for you to play so Lyra can claim you and have a better shot and knocking you up. Then would be finding a way to win over your Momma, then finally bringing your Mom into the taboo fold. Lyra makes a mental note to send a message to her number 1 fan, to give a progress update of project fruits, and also ask for some help making plans for the potential sequels. After all, while seducing you has gone exceptionally well, that took months of planning and Lyra and her fan had a lot more info to work with.