The “Fertility ”

Your dad stands behind a workbench measuring out some chemical powder. When he sees you, he holds up his hands, “Stop right there son! You do not want to get any of this in your eyes…unless you to change colors.”

You stop on the other side of the room from him. “What are you working on?”

“”Currently I’m working on a formula for transformation—take it and you can become anything you want. It’s not quite ready yet. For some reason everything changes except for the vocal cords. So weird.” He puts the powder away, takes off his loves and lifts his safety glasses up onto his head. “What can I help you with?”

How do you put this? You just can’t tell him you need help seeing your new sister-in-law’s tits. You think of a fake story. “The wife and I are having bedroom issues. It’s hard to get in the mood with the lights off and your wife won’t take off any of her clothes. Do you have anything to loosen her inhibitions? Have her feel comfortable naked around her husband?”

Your dad thinks, then finally says, “About 19 years ago, I was working on a **** that I thought I could sell to fertility clinic to help couples struggling to conceive, but it was too powerful. In the wrong hands, a lot of bad things could happen.”

You’re curious now. “What’s it do?”

“Well your mom and I tried it out. Our bodies buzzed for 72 hours. Clothes felt awful so we were naked the whole time. And we might have set the record for most intercourse in a three day period. Your youngest sister was born 9 months later, when your mother wasn’t even ovulating. The **** made her fertile and **** to be impregnated. It made me feral and wanting to plant my seed.”

Oh fuck. That sounds perfect. “Oh wow. That will definitely help. We want a fifth child.”

“I can cook up a batch for you. I’m not saying no to another grandbaby.”

He hands you a vial with an eye dropper. “Just one drop should give you six wild hours. Like I said this is powerful stuff. Use it wisely.”