Village Head's Debauchery
chapter-179

"I'm the father..." I blurted out, unable to contain the overwhelming realization that echoed through my mind. My mother's lips curved into a thin smile, indicating that she had anticipated my response. However, that wasn't the primary concern at hand. The weighty matter lay in the implications of Grandma Celia's pregnancy, which then mea...

I gulped hard again, 'Oh, no!' I couldn't help but think within my mind.

Apart from my giving Aunt Greta an anal, I recollected the moments when I had fucked Grandma Celia, Vivian, My sister Reena, Fiona, my mother, and even Ayla before finally culminating with Grandma Ingrid... Wait a minute!

Suddenly, a realization struck me, bringing to mind Grandma Ingrid's peculiar behaviour this evening. 'So, that was her plan.' I thought, connecting the dots in my mind. Turning to our mother, who patiently awaited my comprehension, I sought confirmation for my thoughts. "Did she... did they all come here today to inform you about this?" I questioned, my voice tinged with a bit of curiosity.

My mother nodded, confirming my suspicions "Yes, all five of them approached me to share this news. Initially, I was taken aback, but considering how you were always able to get your penis erect without hesitation at times, I thought there might be some truth to their claims regarding your fertility," she explained, shaking her head as if reaffirming her conviction. "Besides, I fail to see a reason why she would fabricate such a lie."

I nodded slowly, a mixture of understanding and contemplation crossing my face. After settling into this world, I realized that something as significant as this wouldn't be concocted without substantial evidence. While I wasn't necessarily afraid of becoming a father, as I had made my decision during the awakening ceremony, it was the overwhelming realization that if I had known, I would have chosen a more measured approach. I wanted to be present in their lives while also living my own, gradually taking on major fatherly responsibilities before expanding our family further. While the village was helping with their upbringing, having an abundance of children wasn't an issue. However, having them all at once felt like an overwhelming proposition.

Nevertheless, a wave of relief swept through my body. It couldn't possibly be true that except for a few a single encounter with each of them would result in all of them becoming pregnant, right? The thought offered a small glimmer of hope, easing the weight of the situation.

"Reena, what's wrong?" Our mother's voice pierced the tense atmosphere, and my gaze immediately snapped towards Reena. Being seated closest to her, I couldn't help but notice the seriousness etched on her face as she gently rubbed her stomach. Her expression overshadowed even our mother's concern.

As our mother's question hung in the air, Reena slowly shifted her gaze towards me. A shiver ran down my spine, a sense of foreboding settling in. Then, she turned her attention back to our mother and calmly uttered the words that sent shockwaves through the room, "I think I'm also pregnant."

Both our mother and Gina stared at Reena, their faces etched with disbelief. Before our mother could respond, Reena continued, her voice unwavering, "Today, before I returned from the farm, I had a sign. I've been feeling inexplicably uncomfortable in my stomach. So, if you want, let's find a healer to confirm whether I'm pregnant or simply unwell."

Her words hung in the air, delivered with such conviction that it became difficult for any of us to doubt her. The boldness in Reena's expression only reinforced her claim, making it seem as though she had uttered nothing but the truth.

Regardless, I saw no reason to doubt her, considering the number of times I had cummed inside her. Not to mention, a sudden recollection came rushing back to me - the moment when I had pulled out of Grandma Celia's pussy and cummed inside her mouth during our first meeting. It occurred to me that some drops of my semen might have made it to her womb and fertilized it. If someone like Grandma Celia could get pregnant, then...

"I'm going to be a father," the words involuntarily escaped my mouth as I found myself unexpectedly sprawled on the ground. "Oh, Naka," I murmured, a wave of overflowing emotions. My mind started to race, filled with deliberations that sought to either refute or affirm this revelation. But before I could fully process it, a surge of Vylkr energy began restlessly stirring within me, causing an unsettling agitation.

Soon after, a wave of mental exhaustion crashed over me, brought on by the abrupt intensity of the situation and my attempts to regain composure.

"Orion, are you alright?" My mother's voice pierced through the haze that enveloped my senses. Through my blurry vision, I could discern the worried gazes of Reena and my mother fixated on me.

However, as if a veil was descending upon me, darkness began to creep into my field of view, accompanied by an overwhelming urge to surrender to sleep.

'I need to rest,' I thought to myself, acknowledging the overwhelming fatigue that tugged at my consciousness. Perhaps a good sleep was exactly what I needed to clear my mind and chart a course of action for the future.

…....

As my eyes fluttered open, I found myself surrounded by the sleeping forms of my mother, Reena, and Gina, peacefully sprawled on the ground. Careful not to disturb their sleep, I gently brushed off any lingering drowsiness and made my way to the backyard a few moments later to refresh myself with a soothing bath.

Returning to my spot, I settled down and began contemplating how to confront the pressing matter at hand, a kalna fruit clutched in my hand. It was evident that my plans for the day, including my warrior training, meeting Fiona, and any arrangements involving Tala, would have to be put on hold. I took a firm bite from the Kalna fruit, allowing its tangy flavour to awaken my senses as I weighed my options. Whether to confront Grandma Celia and the others in their hut or wait for a private conversation with her alone.