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"......"

The beast's piercing yellow eyes were right in front of Nicholas' face. He didn't understand how he could see the yellow eyes so clearly in this dark room. In a trembling voice, Nicholas begged his son to let go, but Dustin had no intention to listen. Instead, he squeezed harder on his father's flesh until it turned blue.

[Seriously, I'd love to pound Dad right here and now, but I have to show you that I have no intention of turning you into my enemy...]

Dustin was the only one who actually ejaculated inside Nicholas. Technically, Logan was just an interloper, trying to get a piece of Dustin's breeding stock. But they'd already struck a deal, and Dustin had offered to share his gametes in the cordollian language.

Understanding his brother's words, Logan nodded and moved closer to them. Dustin, feeling reluctant to give way to his older brother, squeezed his father's thigh a couple of times more before withdrawing his hand. He moved behind Nicholas and hugged him, making sure his father couldn't resist.

[I trust you in this.]

Dustin was not good at being affectionate but he was a blunt person who spoke only the truth.

Logan nodded. Then he leaned in close enough to hear his father's breathing.

"Hey...hey, guys, what are you guys on...?"

To Nicholas, their conversation was nothing more than a hissing sound; they were making it so that their father wouldn't be able to overhear their filthy conversation---though it only made Nicholas turn even paler and shivered at the sight of his sons making animal noises instead.

The pieces of the puzzle slowly came together. Nicholas felt an eerie sensation hearing his sons speak in perfect cordollian. He'd heard that sound before, the one that made the hairs on his neck stand up: the strange hissing sound in the broken radio.

The kind of hiss that's so unnerving to hear in the dark, the kind that makes you feel like you're being preyed upon and makes you shiver in fear.

Nicholas' eyes widened. Then, that means cordollion had attacked humanity since a few days ago.

He had failed to recognize the signs of impending disaster, and now he was about to be r*ped again by his sons, who had become the very same monsters.

Hugging Nicholas from behind, Dustin pulled his father onto the worn bed. The bed creaked and groaned in agony as they sat down together, a noise that sounded human enough to be mistaken for coming from Nicholas' mouth.

Greedily groping his father's plump naked body, Dustin grabbed both of his thighs and spread them apart. A bluish-red handprint remained where he had gripped it hard just moments before, fueling the monsters' eyes lustful imagination. Nicholas blushed, stammered, and tried to admonish his son for he was forced to expose his private parts.

"D-Dus, why...?"

Do you think I would forgive you...?
Nicholas' voice rose to the top of his lungs, causing him to choke back a sob. Scared that his son would dare to reply, 'What if you don't forgive you? What can you do?'

"Dad...it's all for you."

Dustin couldn't bring himself to ask him to forgive him either. He was afraid that the moment his father said, "I can't forgive you," he would want to stop this whole miserable business, so he had to make up his mind.

What would happen if Nicholas didn't lay any eggs? He would just get attacked by the others, or he would die and be deemed unwanted and culled. Either way, Dustin has to prove his father to be useful in this broken world. At least, this is the only way to find out to see if he would be able to lay eggs.

And if he couldn't?

Dustin didn't like to think about it. He just had to do what he could. It was his duty to be a good son, and the way to repay Nicholas for taking such good care of him all these years.

Forget about laying eggs. And even though Nicholas turned out to be infertile, Dustin didn't plan to ditch him away. He would hold him until the end for that was the only way to save his father.

This rationalization made Dustin feel a little less guilty. So he continued to grab Nicholas's leg and pinned the plump body down so that his father, struggling in his arms, could spread his legs properly.

Soon his greedy hands were on his father's chest. Plump big round breasts that fit on Dustin's now large cordollion's hands. So big that some flesh was bulging out oh so nicely between the tightly squeezing fingers. Causing Dustin to gulp saliva for he couldn't wait any longer to squeeze them hard enough to bend them out of shape.

"That's right, we'll make you feel good."
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