Chapter 87

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Translator: penny

Chapter: 87

Chapter Title: Sneaky Pregnancy Sex Behind Mom's Back (2)

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I could feel it, and I could see it too.

The two uteruses, visible as messages, along with their current status.

My sperm, nestled inside Kang Hana's womb and occupying one side—the half claimed by "Precise Detection"—hovered between that and the empty uterus, waiting to decide which way to go.

It darted back and forth, but claiming a spot seemed to be my choice.

I decided to send it to the Precise Detection side first.

Visually, the uterus looked empty, but that bisected space brimmed with a full, tangible presence.

If it seeped in there, my sperm would be absorbed as nutrients.

This time, I shifted it to the opposite side—the fresh, empty uterus.

The pregnancy rate itself was incredibly low.

In other words, "Re-Impregnation" was the ability that meant, "I'll make you an extra slot. Roll for double if you want."

But that didn't mean it was easy to raise two skills and abilities simultaneously across both uteruses.

I asked hurriedly.

"Hey. Your pregnancy odds right now are 16%. Wanna go for it? Or play it safe and level a skill?"

"...Is that something the bastard who just creampied his little sister in mom's living room should be saying?"

Kang Hana, my dick still buried inside her, face smashed into the pillow—it didn't seem like something she should be saying either.

But it was a pretty important decision.

I could just choose for myself, but since she was the one craving pregnancy, going with her preference seemed fine.

I could always funnel all the nutrients to whichever side I wanted through sperm targeting anyway.

And if both uteruses got pregnant, the delivery timeline was fixed regardless.

But pulling off the pregnancy itself required directing every last ejaculated sperm there.

So if the 16% gacha failed, today's romp would just end up as a horny little sister getting railed senseless by her blood-related big bro and creampied like it was no big deal—a total mishap.

That's why I kept the fine print vague.

For a clear-headed choice.

Kang Hana pondered for a moment before deciding.

"Pregnancy."

"Got it."

I couldn't just keep the sperm trapped in her uterus indefinitely.

As my control started to slip away bit by bit, right before they'd scatter randomly, she gave her answer.

I guided the sperm to the empty uterus.

Them settling in.

I felt them wriggling as they got absorbed into the uterine walls, and then control cut off.

"Did it work?"

"Hmm... No message popping up means we might have to wait a bit."

Most successes triggered a message right away, but since nothing showed this time, my gut said it hit hard.

"Usually no message means fail."

"...So like last time, a preview?"

"Who knows. Maybe that was just a teaser since it was the first time."

I was curious too.

Did every failure come with a preview pregnancy?

Back then, Kang Hana wasn't bound to me yet—not breeding stock—so maybe it was a preview to lure her into the tank.

But now?

If leftover SSS-grade sperm could buff strength and preview abilities beforehand, that'd be great.

The result came after about 10 minutes.

"...It failed."

"Still not a total bust."

I'd been hoping for a preview ability if it applied, but it seemed ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠to work differently for a woman who'd already been impregnated once.

In a way, it felt like a rational evolution.

For bitches destined to take my cum anyway, pressuring them with endless preview teases after a second failure wasn't as helpful as creating a stabler environment for pregnancy.

The premise was that any female who'd tasted my semen once would get abilities like "Semen Slave," practically guaranteeing she'd come crawling back for more.

"It went up 1%."

"...That's good, right?"

"What can ya do. We'll hit the ceiling eventually if we keep at it."

"..."

"You think SSS-grade abilities come free? Gotta put in the effort. Effort."

"..."

She fell silent, mulling it over, then slyly asked me.

"If we do it multiple times in a row, does it stack per round?"

For Kang Hana, this was a pretty bold move, and her face had that ace-up-her-sleeve look.

Like, "Guess I have no choice but to tank endless creampies from a loser like you till I'm knocked up?"

"I can go eight times a day. Wanna keep going?"

I proposed it by shoving my dick toward her lying face.

Thinking about it, not a bad ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠idea at all.

Even at low odds, starting at 16% with +1% per go meant capping the daily eight would push it to 24%.

At that point, sheer volume might clinch the pregnancy anyway.

Kang Hana pondered.

Pondered some more, then dodged answering by puffing hot breath on my slightly softened glans.

A sigh.

Deep dilemma.

But my dick hardened from the hot breath and edged toward her mouth on its own.

She didn't dodge—swallowed it down.

Brow furrowed at the fishy mix of leftover cum and her own juices, but she cleaned my dick diligently anyway.

Watching her, I reached out and cracked the door open.

"...!"

The sudden door opening made Kang Hana yank the blanket over herself.

With the pillow on her head and my body blocking her view, all she saw was dick—she had no clue I'd opened it.

Frozen stiff, she couldn't even think to pull the dick from her mouth. Instead, the sudden clench sent a dribble of Cowper's fluid and leftover cum trickling into her warm mouth.

"Mom!! What's for dinner tonight?"

"Why? Hungry? Want me to cook?"

"Yeah. Call us when it's ready. I'll eat with Hana."

"Sure thing~ Just wait a sec. What's Hana up to? With you?"

The loud voices filtering through the slightly ajar door made Kang Hana sigh in relief.

She realized it wasn't Mom who'd opened it.

But realizing I had pissed her off, and she nipped lightly at my glans.

"Ah!!"

As if that'd do anything.

I was the one holding all the cards here.

She was the one desperate not to get caught.

"Guh..."

I grabbed her head, rammed deep into her throat, and ignored the hands slapping my thighs.

"Next door."

"Mm. Wait just a bit."

The kitchen light flicked on, followed by the clatter of cookware.

I left the door cracked just a sliver, pulled my dick out, and lay back down.

"...You're insane?"

She wiped the tears welling from her stuffed throat and frantically reached to shut the door.

But from her spot against the wall, closing it meant getting past me—the obstacle—which was a hassle.

I yanked her hand, and she toppled onto me.

"Your turn on top."

"...This is seriously not okay. You fucking psycho."

"You stay quiet, no one hears. Not going for pregnancy?"

"You crazy shit. If we get caught, it's all over."

"Don't wanna get caught either. Just horny as hell. You be careful. Won't have time for this later anyway."

"..."

Kang Hana and I knew each other too damn well.

Daily bickering meant we might not grasp every subtle emotion or hidden thought, but we sure as hell knew how much of a dumbass the other was.

So she climbed on top, grabbed my dick with trembling hands, lined it up with her already soaked pussy, and slowly sank down, impaling herself.

"Hngut..."

"Feels good?"

"...Sh-shut up... Hng!"

Squatting with just the glans swallowed, hands on my chest, fighting back the pleasure—it was hot as hell.

Especially with her loose top barely covering her tits, panties tangled with her short dolphin shorts around her ankles, pussy fully exposed and not even fully seated. My shaft and her twitching slit were right there in plain view.

Shivering.

Trembling like that poked right at her big bro's urges.

Semen Slave really was top-tier.

My dick satisfied women decently now, but it wouldn't draw this reaction on its own.

Time to level that up, I thought—then grabbed her ankles ‍‍‌‌⁠​​⁠‌​​‍​​‍​‌​⁠‍‌‍⁠⁠‌⁠‌‍‌‍‌‌‌‍⁠​‌​‌​‌‍‌‌‌⁠‍​​‌‍⁠‌‌⁠⁠and yanked as she started lowering herself inch by inch.

"...!"

Her leg supports vanished in an instant, leaving just her arms.

Our eyes met for a split second in her panicked gaze.

"...You psycho..."

She figured out what I'd done just as her hips dropped, swallowing my dick root-deep like a sheath.

Thud.

The glans slammed straight into her uterine entrance.

Her soft ass landed safely on my thighs.

But inside her pussy, that thick cock would've scraped her walls raw and rocketed in.

"Haah!!! Mmph!!"

Pure instinctual moan of ecstasy.

She slapped a hand over her mouth, but it was already too late.

Face beet red, she lunged to slam the door shut.

But I blocked it.

Hiiiissssss

Luckily, her moan blended right into the rice cooker's steam vent hiss—no one heard in the kitchen.

For her frozen-stiff body, I pulled her shoulders into a hug to pin her torso, then bucked my hips up, taking over the motion.

Her tension was log-like, but the thrill had me on the edge too. Even as she desperately muffled herself, faint moans leaked by my ear. I thrust deep and unleashed another load of cum.