Chapter 1

When the twins were eleven, Sue tried to convince Tom to impregnate them, saying that she missed the sounds of young children in the house. He argued that it was immoral and a danger to the girls’ health and suggested adopting. Sue said that wasn’t acceptable because she wanted her children to have “our blood.”

Year after year, they had the same argument. When the girls were fourteen, they had the confrontation again, only this time she had a new tactic. When Tom argued about the danger to the girls’ health, she refuted it, stating that many girls worldwide were pregnant at fourteen years old.

Tom’s only argument against impregnating his daughters was now moral, and it was quickly disintegrating as he looked at them. Both Vicky and Tammy are built like grown women with 36C breasts. His cock got hard every time he saw either one. Eventually, his moral objections were subsumed by his wife’s persistence.

One evening when Tom and Sue came home from work, the twins knocked on the master bedroom door while Tom was changing. He quickly pulled on a pair of shorts then told the girls to come in.

“Dad,” said Vicky, “we need to talk to you.”

“What’s up, girls?” he asks.

“Dad, we know that Mom has been pressuring you to have sex with us,” reveals Tammy.

“Why are you telling me this?” he queries.

“Because it’s okay with us,” Vicky tells him.

“What’s okay with you?” he asks.

Blushing, Tammy states, “Dad, neither of us is a virgin. It’s okay if you want to have sex with us.”

Shocked at their directness, Tom states, “Mom doesn’t just want me to have sex with the two of you, she wants me to breed you both. She has since you were eleven. Now that you know the whole truth, how do you girls feel?”

“Dad, we didn’t know Mom’s full plans,” Vicky admits.

“Yeah, that puts a whole new light on things!” exclaimed Tammy.

“You girls go help Mom cook supper now,” Tom directs.

They leave the bedroom and join their Mom in the kitchen. Tom sits on the bed, thinking about the conversation he just had, amazed. His resolve not to breed his daughters renewed, he goes to the kitchen, still somewhat dazed by the girls’ honesty. Everyone sits at the table, passing various dishes of food. Sue notices that something is different between the twins and their Dad. When they finish eating, she pulls him aside.

“Tom, what’s going on? I know you didn’t fuck them, they weren’t upstairs long enough,” Sue demands.

“They just wanted to talk with me,” he answers.

“What about?” she asks.