It had only been a couple of months since Peg and Max’s dark love led to their first pregnancy. Peg couldn’t stop the budding smile on her face when she looked at that very first pregnancy test. She swooneed around the room, looking at those two little lines she’s seen before with PJ and Pistol. While she wasn’t sure of it herself, she knew she must have been glowing. 


Before she told Pete, Peg made up an entire story, how in the middle of the night, the two of them had some sort of passionate night, with the cover of him being drunk. The old cat wouldn’t be any wiser that there’s a goofy growing inside her as they speak. He looked mortified but kept saying how happy he was. Peg had a hard time trying not to laugh at the man's obviously paling face whenever the idea of bringing up another mouth to feed.


PJ and Pistol looked so excited to have a sibling. Pistol was bouncing and putting her head to her tummy every day, hoping to feel a kick. Little did her son and daughter know that their pseudo brother, Max, is the daddy of their new sibling.


Goofy looked so happy, part of her wondered if the older Goofy knew on some level. He made plans to watch over her, help with cooking, groceries and so much more. She tried to turn him down but Goofy refused and said she’d do everything to be a wonderful god uncle. When in reality, he’s a grandfather now. While there was some regret over lying to her oldest and best friend, there was this connection. This understanding that they shared a bond far deeper than just best friends now. 


Maybe that connection they now share in


Or maybe that’s what she’s telling herself. Either way, it made her feel better.


Then there’s Max.


Hearing that she’s pregnant along with everyone else. He looked so… Happy. Like he couldn’t believe it’s true.


When the young Goof hugged her in front of everyone, he was so careful, as if he was gonna hurt the baby if he squeezed too hard. Max looked up to her, trying to hide the faint look of tears as the two of them shared an intimate movement. Eye to eye. He looked so proud of herself. A look that a man gives his woman pon learning they’re gonna make a family.


But when the two of them had the chance to be alone, he kissed her. So tenderly and passationaly. Not unlike the very first time they shared a kiss in the kitchen. His hands of her body, rubbing her tummy as he marvled at their own work.


        “You're really pregnant…” He said, hands touching her still flat stomach. Peg’s fingers interlock with his.


        “Thanks to you, tiger.” She teased, a smile on her face as she rubs her nose against his.


        “I… I promise I’ll be a good dad.” He assured her. Those same serious eyes that got mad when the older woman tried to put herself down. Anytime those eyes looked at her, Peg could feel herself getting excited.


        “Talk’s cheap. Show me how much of a good daddy you are.”


Alone in her room once again, Peg and Max share a deep kiss. Hot, warm and with a lot of tongue. Max had improved dramatically with their various meet ups throughout the day. He went from a novice to a professional. Especially when it came to eating her out. A tongue that could make a snake jealous….


With her hands crawling down, Peg undid his belts and pants, pulling out that same monster that got them where they are now. Not breaking eye contact, she stroked it fully to life, feeling it beat and throb in her very palms . Breaking away from their shared kiss, she smiles. Proud of herself for turning such a monster into her husband. 


There’s a big chance the Goofy boy could have been the father of a lot of baby mama’s in his highschool if word ever got out what she’s got. A little part of her wondered just how much Goofy has hidden away. If she had to guess… Like father, like son. A giggle erupts from her as she enjoys the idea of her best friend and husband sharing so much in common. 


A big heart and a bigger dick. 


Once she is done playing around, Peg pulls her shirt up and her pants down. Not all the way, just enough to where Max could get access to everything. Not that Peg’s pregnant they had to play it carefully in case anyone walks in or knocks on the door. 


That and Peg likes the idea of clothed sex.


Carefully and happily, the two got busy just like before. 


Max right behind her, plowing into her perfect ass, laying ontop of her back while playing iwth her big tits. Peg could barely hold herself together as she’s taken by her man. Her knees knocking,  panting heavily and trying not to call out his name in the middle of the day. Every thrust into her, every squeeze of her growing tits, she couldn’t be any more turned on by the forbidden act. 


        “M-Max… Slow… Down!” She grunted, but given how hard she’s clamiping down on him and grinding back, she wants the exact opposite. 


        “That’s now what you want, is it?” Max’s voice sounded so calm and collected. The whispper in her ear made her spine tingle, letting out a moan that she quickly had to hide away.


        “S-stoooaAH!” Max came to a slow stop, grinding into her depths and places that made her toes curl over and over. 


        “Well? Isn’t this what you wanted? Am I slowing down enough for you?” 


Peg remembered the little talk they’d have when they’d gotten started. She wanted Max to push her, egg her on a little bit here and there. The surge of confidence was enough to get her going. But this? This was like adding fuel to a growing fire. Peg felt more and more like her teenage self again. So hot and ready for her big man. To feel every inch inside again and again, trying not to get caught under the bleachers. But instead, here she is, trying not to cum or get caught by her former husband, her kids or her best friend.


All because she couldn’t resist the loving declaration from a certain young Goof. He made sure to make her suffer through it. Every bump and grind. Feeling him flex inside her, the beating of his thick meat. Peg came. HARD. Again and again, she squeezed and covered him in her juices, all while the Goof boy gave in and joined her, filling her needy pussy with that same volcanic hot seed that got her pregnant in the first place. 


She gasped, lowering her head, almost begging him to keep filling her womb right up again. For a moment, she thought that maybe she could get pregnant twice. But surely that couldn’t happen… Right?


Either way, if it meant she’d have more babies with her husband to be, she’d welcome the chance to define scienet. It just meant more love between them to share and babies to make…




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Weeks since her announcement had passed and Peg found herself still having an incredibly healthy sex life.


Bent over, aggressively taking a bare cock from a very pent up and energitc boy becoming a man. Peg could feel her eager womb being pushed around with every stroke. Side to side. Back and forth. Lovingly kissed by the end of his cock.


Her mind became a haze of trashy thoughts as she felt herself going into heat like a young woman again. Hips crashing into her curvy ass. Feeling every impact, making an audible clapping sound from Max’s intense sexual workout. Multiple times over, Peg had to get into the habit of burying her face into a pillow to grunt and moan, especially with her kids home or a sleeping Pete.


Young, taught muscles being put to work. Working over her older body like she was some sort of toy to be used. Trying to hide her voice from her dear still sleeping friend just next door. Gritting her teeth so hard while panting. Whimpering with a need that was FINALLY being taken care of for the first time in years. Peg felt like she was riding a cloud of pure bliss as the months carry on.


Tits bouncing. Her pussy being stretched. Her hair flying free, finally let down from her normal look. Face down ass up. Her hands traveled all across her body, rubbing, massaging and playing with her now sensitive body to enhance the pleasure.


She’s not just Peg Pete. Mother and wife.


She’s Peg. A woman. Taken by a stud from her best friend's kid. 


Or a better way of saying it, would just be Peg Goof. Wife and eternal lover of Max.


Maybe it was just her imagination but Peg could feel her egg come out, ready to be fertalized and make her pregnant. Impregnated by a man that wants her. Again and again. A man she calls her big daddy. 


A best friend. A new man.


Everything the greedy woman wanted.


Everything that she needed. And more.


END