Erin walked through the door of the penthouse suite she could now afford with her lucrative salary. After all, she was the most expensive porn star in the world. Immediately, footsteps sounded. Erin blinked in surprise. Five children rushed up to her, clamoring for her attention.
Knowledge of the new reality she had made filled Erin’s mind.
Erin had several signatures, like her diapers and lactating breasts, but one she hadn’t thought much about was that she didn’t wear condoms at work. This made her the mother of seven total children. She became pregnant within a few months of the start of her porn career eight years ago, and became pregnant again a few months after giving birth. This turned into a consistent pattern of giving birth to a child every year. Because she was pregnant almost constantly, that had become one of her signatures as well.
In fact, Erin had given birth to her most recent child only a few months ago, so she would probably be getting pregnant again soon.
Erin looked at the five children that had come to greet her: Seven-year-old Michaela, six-year-old Harry, five-year-old Wilhelm, four-year-old Georgina, and three-year-old Bernard. The youngest three, two-year-old Phillipa, one-year-old Oswald, and three-month-old Yves, must still be in their cribs. Erin named all her children after their fathers, so that she could keep track of which men she needed to harass for child support.
“Mom, can we eat?” Michaela begged.
“Go to the kitchen, I’ll be there in a minute,” Erin said. The children raced off to the kitchen. As they ran, Erin noticed that they all wore diapers. She suddenly learned that none of her children were potty trained, since she wasn’t, and they all drank breastmilk, though they were able to get by with their live-in wetnurse/nanny when Erin wasn’t available.
Erin pulled out her phone and generated a new sentence.
“Erin’s children aren’t potty-trained.”