Ty lazily managed to get her eyes open, and saw June's expression appeared unsatisfied somehow. "I just realized something," he said. "I don't think you've been a girl long enough to produce any eggs yet."
She felt grossed out by the fact she felt this way, but Ty felt kinda sad at that. She wanted to satisfy her daddy and have his babies.
"Should I make myself ovulate, daddy?" Ty offered.
That sly smile returned to June's lips as he had a better idea. "Oh, I don't want you to just have ONE baby of mine if you can have more," he breathed. Ty's stomach tied into a knot. "Don't ovulate for me- hyperovulate for me."
Ty bit her lip and replied, "OK, daddy."
"That's a good girl," June grinned, kissing Ty's head. The contact of his body against hers intensified the feeling as she felt her hormones surge again, and in her mind's eye saw several ova emerge from her ovaries. She couldn't tell how many there were, but definitely way more than normal.
She saw June's sperm approach her ovaries, and they systematically fertilized each and every one, the freshly formed zygotes implanting in her womb and making her pregnant many times over.
Ty felt June kissing her as the world around her irised back in, and she could sense her lover was genuinely really happy at her- something she knew the old June had never felt. "Thank you for changing us, Ty," he said, kissing her head. "I love being a handsome stud, and you're such a perfect breeding bitch."
"Thanks, daddy," Ty whimpered, lying there hazily.
"You're SUCH a good girl," Eileen replied, stroking her hair and kissing her on the lips.