When Eileen broke off the kiss, he pulled out of Ty and his thick white semen leaked messily from her. She couldn't see it past her pregnant belly, but she felt it, and when Eileen straightened up she did see his shaft covered in both their juices.
"I bet you can't move with all the babies inside you," he remarked. "How many are you pregnant with, anyway? Do you know?"
Ty considered lying for a split second, but knew she couldn't. 'S-seven..." she breathed.
Eileen laughed. "You have been busy!"
"F-four of them are yours..." Ty whimpered.
The DILF was surprised at how he felt at knowing she had been bred by other men. He felt a pang of jealousy, but at the same time his lust for her was inflamed.
His firm, dark hand reached to the fragile seam of Ty's dress, felt the overstretched fibres keeping the young woman clothed, and asked, "You know what you are, don't you?" Ty shook her head, and Eileen yanked the seam, ripping the dress in two and pulling it off so Ty lay on the table naked as the day he'd been born. "You're a breeding slut."
Ty blushed, transfixed by both the harshness of Eileen's words and the fact she knew they were accurate. "You made me into a male and castrated and emasculated yourself into a female," Eileen continued. "We can't control our new sexes. They have to have their needs indulged. We have to mate. It doesn't have to be with one another, but I'd like it to be."
"I'd like that too..." Ty said breathily, admiring Eileen's engorged dark manhood before her eyes.
"Even though you got bred by other men?" asked Eileen.
"They didn't f-feel right like you do," Ty gasped. "Please... I want you to give me... a-as many of your babies as you possibly can..."
"That's my good girl," Eileen replied, kissing Ty's forehead and brushing the tip of his cock against her clit. Yes, Ty thought to herself. I'm his good girl.
"I'll breed you until your body can't take any more of my offspring, and then I'll go fill other women with my progeny," the DILF whispered as his cock stroked Ty's soaked pussy lips.
Ty had barely gotten to understand the DILF's assertion of his newfound virility when he slid inside her and his hips began to rhythmically thrust at her. His manhood was longer and thicker and darker than her other lovers, and she felt comfortable saying she liked how it felt most. To say nothing of how his rough, hairy skin and firm thighs and heavy balls slapping at her tender flesh felt.
Eileen's large hand reached to cup Ty's breast and pinch her sensitive nipple, and a whimper escaped her between her inarticulate moans. It moved down between her legs and stroked at Ty's clit, and when she felt the nub that had been his penis getting rubbed while Eileen's own phallus continued to pound at her, she collapsed into orgasm, clinging tightly to the thick shaft inside her.
She heard a deep groan into her ear and felt Eileen's shaft pulsate and his balls twitch against her skin. The DILF was cumming, his fertile seed flowing into her womb splurt by splurt. She saw how three more ova emerged from her ovaries, and Eileen's energetic sperm seized each one and made them plant in Ty's youthful womb. As with their siblings, they rapidly grew to 5 months of development, and the young woman's belly swelled to accommodate them.