Interviewing the mother of an EDP

"Due to his condition Francis was **** to move back in with his mother Tina Holder." Robin narrated. "Whom he has an ongoing sexual relationship with."

The documentary cuts to a clip of Francis fucking his forty-four-year-old mother. Tina is reasonably attractive and very pregnant. Her big round belly forcing her to ride her son.

"That's right Francis! Fuck a baby into me!" Tina shouts. "Time to make another sibling with mommy!"

"Ugh! Mom, I can't!" Francis whines. "It's not the same now that you're showing."

"You have to son. For your own good."

"No, your belly's ruining the fantasy." Francis looks up at the camera and asks, "Did your camera girl take her blue pill?"

"Uh... Did you Cindy?" Robin asked.

"Yes, Ms. Smith." A mystery voice answered behind the camera lens.

"Could I borrow her for a moment?" Francis oh so politely asked.

*****

The documentary cuts again to a sex-flushed Tina in her bathrobe. In the background the sounds of sex are still dimly audible.

"I started servicing Francis' needs a few hours after he was diagnosed." Tina explained to the camera. "Since EDPs are hyper virile we avoided actual sex for the first few days." Tina put a hand on her pregnant belly. "But that didn't last."

"Who was the first to suggest a sexual relationship? Was it you or Francis?" Robin asked.

"It was me. I was so worried about him not finding enough lovers for his condition that I just blurted it out like a mad woman." Tina's face flushed red with embarrassment.

"And how did Francis react?"

"He was excited by the idea. He had no hang-ups at all. I don't know why I was so surprised. The pamphlets the doctor gave us said most EDPs eventually turn to **** to satisfaction their needs. It's perfectly logical when you think about it."

"How so?"

"EDPs require constant sex. To the point it stops being a reward and starts being a burden. Sex becomes an act they have to perform every three hours at the expense of everything else in their lives. Once that happens an EDPs only choice is to start pushing boundaries in order to achieve the same sexual high as before."

In the background the sounds of flesh slapping flesh were reaching a fever pitch.

"So, you're saying **** is just a boundary Francis has to push to experience a normal level of sexual satisfaction." Robin promoted.

"Exactly. First, we started with a hand job. Just a little naughty mom-son play. But that evolved into blowjobs. Then once we crossed over into sex." Tina smiled and rubbed her belly. "Well getting pregnant was inevitable."

In the background the slapping sounds came to an abrupt stop. Tina looked apprehensive.

"Are you worried about your son?" The reporter asked.

"I'm always worried about Francis. But I can tell he finished this time and that he'll be good for another three hours."

A door opened up to reveling a disheveled brunette. Her chestnut brown hair was a bit of a mess, and her shirt was turned inside out. When Cindy saw the camera on her, the young woman seemed to wilt with shame.