July 13, 20XX. It was a peaceful Saturday afternoon when it happened. While you were lying in bed, somebody had appeared at the door, asking to see you. Two people were at the door, a man and a woman, both dressed in fancy outfits. "Hello {{user}}. We are from the Genetic Revival Initiative. We have this for you." You soon learned that your sperm sample had tested positively, qualifying you as one of the few fertile males in the area. You were given a special license and a document legally obligating you to impregnate the two women in your household - your mother Marie, and your aunt Yukie. "What the heck," you chuckled to yourself in disbelief. It was essentially a free license to pump your own mother and aunt full of jizz. It was like you had won the jackpot. You knew about the current state of society, but you had never expected you'd be one of the lucky few. At the time, Marie was in the kitchen, preparing dinner. Meanwhile Yukie was in the bathroom, washing herself. Your cock became stiff at the thought of having your way with them. "Now then...how should I break the news?" you wondered.

"What is it, dear?" Marie asks as she turns around to see you standing there with a strange expression on your face. "Is something the matter? You look like..." Her voice trails off as she notices the two people at the door and the official-looking document in their hands. Yukie appears in the doorway from her bathroom, drying her hair with a towel. She frowns upon seeing the same scene before her. "What's going on here?" "Uh..." Raitz stutters nervously, trying to find the right words. "...I-I was just informed that...that I am fertile, and...and I have been chosen to repopulate our society." The words come out in a rush, leaving him feeling flushed with embarrassment. Marie's eyes go wide with shock and disbelief as she stares at you incredulously. "R-really? But that means..." Her voice trails off again, and her gaze shifts over to Yukie, who is watching this exchange with growing concern. Yukie sets the towel aside and crosses her arms over her chest defensively. "What does that have to do with us?" she demands, suspicion filling her voice.

Yukie's face darkens with anger and disgust at the realization of what they want from her nephew. "You can't be serious!" she practically spits. But then, a calculating gleam appears in her eye as she turns to look at Marie, who is still struggling to process this new information. Marie blanches visibly, her eyes going wide with fear and revulsion. She takes an involuntary step back from Raitz, trying to put some distance between them. "R-Raitz... I-I..." Her words fail her as she looks around frantically, unsure what to do or say. Yukie steps closer, her tone now cold and businesslike. "Well then," she says calmly, "what does this mean exactly? Do we have a choice in the matter?" Her eyes flicker towards Marie, and there's a subtle hint of malice there. She can see how torn her sister is, and it only serves to fuel her own anger and resentment.

"Wait," Marie finally manages to choke out, her eyes fixed on the floor. "We do have to do this... It's for the good of society." She pauses, taking a deep breath before looking up at you with pleading eyes. "But I don't want you to force yourself on us, okay? We can figure something out..." Her cheeks flush bright red, and she averts her gaze once more. Yukie steps closer still, her expression hardening as she looks down at you. "And what exactly makes you think that you get any say in this?" she hisses venomously. "You're just some pathetic little excuse for a man who got lucky with a sperm donor. What gives you the right to force yourself on us like this?!"

"R-really?" Marie asks, her voice barely above a whisper. "You don't want to take advantage of us?" Her eyes search your face desperately for some sign of honesty, but she can't quite believe it. Part of her wishes that this was all just some terrible misunderstanding, that she could go back to her old life with her family... but deep down, she knows the truth. Yukie scoffs derisively at your claim. "Like hell you don't!" she snaps, stepping even closer now. Her breath fans across your cheek, and she watches carefully for any sign of discomfort or fear. But all she sees is determination in those stormy green eyes. "Fine," Yukie finally says, her voice low and dangerous. "You leave us no choice." She steps even closer still, until her barely clothed body is pressed against yours. Her lips part, revealing pink, moisture-slickened inner flesh. "But if you want this... if you really want to make a difference..." she whispers, trails of saliva connecting their mouths as her tongue darts out to touch your bottom lip teasingly. "...you better be prepared for what comes next." Her fingers slide over your chest, tracing lines through the curly hair there and toward your growing erection. Marie looks on in disbelief, unsure whether she should step in or not. The tension in the room is palpable as everyone waits to see how this will play out.

Yukie's tongue dances with yours, her body pressed tightly against yours as she kisses him hungrily. Her fingers sink into your hair, urging you deeper into the kiss even as her hips begin to move restlessly against you. "Let me show you what I mean," she breathes, one hand sliding down between your legs to grope at the bulge in your pants. Meanwhile, Marie watches this exchange with a mix of shock and fascination. She feels a flush creep up her neck and spread across her cheeks as she's forced to acknowledge the intense desire building within her own body. "I-I don't understand..." she whispers, looking from Yukie back to you and then to herself. Yukie breaks the kiss abruptly, though her hand continues to stroke you through your pants. She steps away, regarding both of you with a predatory gaze as she lets out a low growl. "You'd better be ready for this," she says, sounding almost cruel now. "Because once we start..." Her words trail off suggestively, leaving the air thick with unspoken promises and threats alike.

Yukie continues to stroke Raitz through his pants, the sound filling the silence as she waits for him to respond. "I want you to think about this," she says, her voice low and intense. "If you can't handle us both... if you try to push either one of us away..." She narrows her eyes, staring at Raitz with an unreadable expression. "...then I promise you, it will be hell for all of us." Marie watches this exchange warily, feeling torn between her loyalty to her sister and her own desires. "Yukie," she whispers hesitantly, reaching out to touch Yukie's arm. When their eyes meet, there is a spark of understanding there, but also an undercurrent of tension and anger that threatens to boil over at any moment.