Day X - Miracle of life

Two days passed since you inserted that strange, unusual "dildo" thing. Ever since the first insertion, it did nothing unexpected besides still throbbing and pulsing lightly to draw out the contents of the testicles. By now, you at least feel a little more confident about its purposes. It became pretty clear after the first day already. It was meant to teach you how awkward it can be for men to have that set of balls dangling between the legs all the time! It didn't matter if you're trying to sit comfortably on a chair at school, or go to the bathroom, or just normally walk around -- those things were somehow always noticeable and always in the way! It gave you a whole lot of insight about how much it sucks to be a guy.

At the very least, it made you look forward to getting rid of the silly toy again and going back to having nothing but a subtle, cute slit down there.

"Are you even listening?" You tilt your head back up from the dinner plate, staring wide-eyed at your mother who glared at you rather grumpily... oh, oh.

"Sorry mom, I was a little lost in thought I guess? What's wrong? What did you say?" You try to be as polite as possible -- really gotta work on your social skills. They're so hard to level up IRL ...

"Sometimes I really wonder what's going on in that pretty head of yours..." she shakes her head dismissively, while your father takes no part in the conversation and simply keeps eating his food. A fresh cut of medium-rare prime beef, still steaming hot and with plenty of salt 'n' pepper seasoning. Some veggies and sliced potatoes rounded up the healthy, filling meal.

"Sorry mom..." -- "No matter, it was about the poker evening. Your dad's friends should be here within the hour, do you want to hide in your room again, or help me setting up the tables for once?"

"I dunno, I guess I wi--" You're interrupted by a melodic tune, emerging right from one of your mother's pockets. She reaches in and pulls it out to get a better look at the blinking screen. A pink background highlights the flashing, black text.

Sammy paused!

Previous data entries:
Ovulation detected at 2:57 AM...
Increasing sperm output at 9:23 AM...
Detected fertilized ovum at 4:45 PM...
Detected fertilized ovum at 6:26 PM...

Insemination successful. Releasing locking mechanism.

Slightly confused, she simply put the phone back into her pockets and shifted her attention back to eating before the meal gets cold. It was perhaps a few minutes later when the pungent, thick scent of sperm began to waft up from under the dinner table. You squirmed cutely on your chair as you felt a wet, gooey puddle forming under your bum! "S-sorry, I think I... I gotta pee," you excuse yourself, with a rapidly growing blush on your cheeks.

Realizing what had happened, your mother follows you right back to the bathroom while hoping that her suspicions weren't correct -- but upon seeing you on the toilet seat, with a hand between your legs and two fingers to keep your labia parted, there was no doubt she was right. A year's worth of your own father's sperm was gradually oozing out of your still 'virginal' pussy, but the damage was already done by now. Its purpose fulfilled. With the sheer amount of cum that left your freshly impregnated pussy, there was no way to avoid your fate as host for your father's future offspring. Torn between shock, being overwhelmed, and hints of joy, your mother said the only thing that came to mind.

"Oh honey. I've got some good news, and some bad news for you..."

You knew exactly what she meant -- that stupid lube must've leaked into every corner of your vagina! Plus it smells really icky, and --

"You're going to be a mommy."

"Huh?"