Author's Note:
This story started as a fun. Standard disclaimer applies: this story contains fictional depictions of erotic scenarios, so act accordingly! All characters are at least eighteen, all situations are entirely fictional, and any resemblance to any real-life individuals or situations is entirely coincidental. Copyright Fidget, 2024. All rights reserved. Enjoy!
LifeSim: Breeding Expansion
by Fidget
Chapter 6
"You didn't!" Kenneth accused the knocked-up Latina, and Isabel just blushed and looked away guiltily.
"Well she clearly didn't do it all by herself!" Becca said, watching with an amused smile as her beloved husband yet again confronted the consequences of his reckless promiscuity. "I told you you'd have fun, didn't I, Isabel?"
"Yes, Becca, you did, and you were absolutely right." She squirmed a bit as she remembered just how good it had felt when Kenny had lost control and filled her up with his cum.
"Kenneth has quite a way with women," Becca continued, shivering with arousal herself at the thought of her hubby carelessly knocking up his coworker like this. "And he's very... potent."
"I'm certainly proof of that!" Isabel laughed gaily as she rubbed her swollen abdomen, deliriously happy at the thought of carrying her married lover's progeny. It occurred to her that she was still clearly under the influence of Kenneth's irresistible masculine charisma, but it felt so good that she wouldn't have it any other way.
Meanwhile, Becca was trying to resist a growing urge to masturbate as she chatted about her husband's virility with yet another future mother of his children. "Oh, I can see that, dear. And from the way he was looking at me a few minutes ago, I think I'll be joining you again shortly." She walked over and warmly placed her hands on Isabel's belly, remembering how good it felt to be pregnant with Kenneth's child as she watched Isabel's face flush with a combination of pregnancy hormones and happiness. "I don't know what it is, but I've just been feeling so fertile and feminine nowadays, like my body is just going to insist on getting knocked up the next time Kenny gets the urge to fill me up with that monster."
As Kenneth watched his coworker commiserate about her impregnation with his sexy wife, who was herself somehow already postpartum after Kenneth had knocked her up only a few days before, Kenneth was again bombarded by that familiar sense of unreality at the circumstances he found himself in. And, with Kenneth even now only barely able to contain his urge to let his cock plump his wife up again, it felt like his life was spiraling out of his control, especially now that Isabel had essentially patched his exploit of only having sex with Becca.
But, now that his wife was openly expressing confusion at the events of the past few days, Kenneth was reminded of how he had promised Isabel to come clean to Becca about the program. If anyone deserved to know what was happening to them, it was Becca, and Kenneth kicked himself mentally for not immediately going to her in the first place. He had just been so ashamed at having let himself cheat on Becca with Linda, but that was no excuse for his dishonesty, and the situation had only gotten worse from there. Now that he'd already fertilized four different women, and it seemed likely that he'd continue to carelessly pump his genes into countless other willing, receptive pussies as soon as the opportunity presented itself, it was long past time for some honesty.
He told Isabel to gather her things and wait for them in the front hall for a few minutes, knowing that she'd be unable to resist a direct command, and took Becca into the office to show her the program.
He could only hope that Becca would have some idea about how they could work together to get out of this mess, and, more importantly, that she could find it within herself to forgive him.
"Oh, Kenny, I'm so happy for you! Everything makes so much more sense now!" Becca exclaimed a few minutes later once he'd finished his explanation, wrapping the new curves of her milfy figure around his torso in a dangerously affectionate hug.
"Wait, you're
happy
about this?! You should be angry with me!" Kenneth was torn between shock, and a growing desire to fill Becca's fertile body with cum now, and talk later. He told himself that he could knock her up again anytime he wanted, so there was no need to rush things. His cock still seemed to think that it was
really
important that he dump a load into her pussy for some reason, but Kenneth found that the urge was manageable for the moment.
"From what you've told me it doesn't really matter whether I'm ok with it or not, but it makes me happy to see you enjoying yourself, and I can't deny that I'm getting off on watching you 'spread the love' to other women like this." She squeezed him a bit tighter as arousal coursed through her body at the mention of that phrase, but then she looked up thoughtfully, the expression sharing her face with that ever-present gaze of lovestruck infatuation.
"It is kind of odd to know that I'm being made to feel this way, but that doesn't make the feeling any less real. I could definitely tell that something weird was going on, and I know all of the other women can too - it's just that you're so perfect and manly and we all want to fuck you so badly that we don't question it."
"But that's only because you can't help but enjoy it, and it's my fault!"
"You already said that you didn't know the game was real, and that you had no way of knowing what my trait would do. Plus, I'm really enjoying it. All of it! I love how perfect and irresistible you are, I love how fertile and feminine my body is, and I love how easily that thick, manly meatrod of yours can force me to plump up with your offspring. And, thanks to LifeSim, I can't help but love watching you knock up other girls too! Honey, I don't
want
it to stop."
That stopped Kenneth in his tracks - it had never occurred to him that Becca might actually want things to stay this way.
"But what about the other women?" he asked plaintively. "It's not right to continue to do this to them without their knowledge or consent! Isabel didn't even
want
kids before entering the neighborhood, and now she's pregnant! Thanks to me!"