Author: Tod Naturlich Title: Daycare Pride Part: 5 Summary: A daycare worker shares some of the encounters he's had with the children at his care, always proud to be an exemplary worker while trying to go one step beyond and ensure his place of work will always be filled with children. Keywords: Mgg, 1st, fant, impreg Language: English ===== Daycare Pride ===== *** Lion's Pride *** ================================================================================ Lion's Pride https://booru.allthefallen.moe/data/506e975810a8dce02c8427e6a64016d2.jpg ================================================================================ Most of the time the computer automatically chooses what games each group of children must play. But some times, when there aren't too many children, or they haven't been playing with each other as much as they should, we caretakers can choose from a variety of immersive games. These games usually last the whole day, giving the kids extra points for participating. Whenever it's my turn to choose, I always go for "*Lion's Pride*". While it gives us caretakers a *lot* of extra work to do, it's the only game where the objective is to make the girls pregnant, and everyone knows I just can't resist that. The happy squeals from the children, when we tell them what we are playing, are also music to my ears. Most of the children love the game, mainly for the *props* they get to use, and the antics they can get into. The first step is to turn the daycare into a savanna full of lions. The computer does most of this by setting the backgrounds on the walls and floor. Some caregivers direct the children to move all the usual toys and furniture out of the way to make a big space in the center. Next comes turning the children into cute little lion cubs. This is the longest process, as we have to apply face- and body-paint to each and every child, drawing muzzles and whiskers. Children love this, and with practice we're now pretty fast and half decent at it. "Papa, can I have some spots?" asked little seven-year-old Anne as I finished making a line design around her pussy. We're only required to paint their faces, but I just can't resist adding some "fur" down their bodies, around their nipples and all the way to their privates, like an arrow pointing there. I know this forces the rest of my coworkers to do the same, since otherwise the children would complain. I'm thankful they put up with me. "You know I can't do that," I said to the little girl, even as I grabbed her side, leaving a few spots where my fingers touched her. She smiled at me and quickly gave me a kiss on the cheek, before running off for the rest of her costume. "I don't want extra spots," said Ned, the eight-year-old boy next in line, "but can you give me veeery long fangs?" I smiled and nodded. Even if this was just the setup, I was having lots of fun. "How do I look?" called eleven-year-old Cathy, twirling around. She already had her full costume on, and she really was stunning. Jasmine had applied her body paint, and she'd done a terrific job. Cathy's cute nose and mouth were turned into an elegant muzzle, with just a hint of whiskers, the paint instead focused on turning her eyes and cheeks into a nice looking lioness. I still had a lot to learn, but the children didn't complain. Jasmine had also added a series of orange and black markings all the way down her belly, and she had actually depicted the silhouette of a curled up cub right above her pussy, where her womb would be. "That's soooo cute!" shouted several girls and boys, "can get one too?" I smiled, thinking a new tradition had just been born. Now we would all have to learn how to put cubs in their bellies, paint, as well as the *normal* way. Cathy was already wearing the rest of the accessories to finish the transformation: a cute pair of lion ears, soft gloves and shoes in the form of paws, and a slim belt with a clipped tail that bounced behind her, and somehow made each of her steps even sexier. Besides completing the transformation, the accessories also allowed the computer to accurately track each child and react to their movements much faster than if it had to rely only on the static sensors. While the children showed each other their paintings, compared designs and practiced their pouncing, we also got into character. We caregivers take the role of "elder" lions and lionesses within the pride. That is another reason I *really* like this game, it allow us to be naked with the children. "You have competition, you know?" said Suzy, coming over to me as I finished adjusting my ears, mane and tail. Suzy was already in full costume, which is to say she was almost naked, with a cute lioness tail bouncing after her every step. If one ignored her C-cub breasts and her height, she *could* pass for a child in our care. But my eyes were drawn to her midsection, to her still flat belly. She hadn't said a word after our little *demonstration* almost a month ago, but I still hoped she had caught. "For what?" "You *know* for what," she said, pointing down at her belly, "Josh complained that his playmates ask him to pull out since he shoots so much," she said, looking at the eleven-year-old-boy, already playfully running after the older girls, "and only the fact that he blew too soon in my mouth saved me from taking his cum up my womb," she added. "He promised to 'do it right' next time he got enough points." "You can refuse, you know? send him to Marla, I'm sure she wouldn't mind." "It wouldn't be fair to him," replied Suzy absently. "I'm more worried about his sister and the other girls. I fear he might try to force himself on them, or do it without them knowing," she said, pointedly looking at me. "Want me to have a chat with him?" "He might take it better from a male, someone that understands *what* he's feeling." "No problem." I said, still a bit ashamed of my actions from a month ago. The game had already started while Suzy and I were talking. All the children were running and crawling around the play area, chasing virtual hares and zebras. Since our playground has limited 3D visualization options, a lot of imagination was required. The children were mostly chasing after the images of the animals on the floor, but they have lots of imagination, and I love how they have to bend down constantly to attack their prey. Small prey they can usually kill on their own, but bigger game requires them to work as a team to cut off escape routes. The computer then divides the meat between the participants, and each one has to drag it back to a den. It was weird seeing the children pretending to pull big pieces of meat like it weighed a ton, the computer forcing them to move slowly or risk dropping their prize. "Josh, come here a moment." I called the boy as I found him trying to corner a warthog against the edge of the play area. He looked annoyed, but complied when he saw my serious face. "I heard you've been trying to put your cream inside your playmates without their permission. Is this true?" I asked without prelude. I knew preteens were prone to telling lies, and not giving him time to think was the best way to ensure a truthful answer. His only reply was to lower his eyes, a clear admission of guilt. "Why?" I pressed on, relaxing my tone. "It feels... better?" he said, his eyes still downcast. "I'm not mad at you, Josh," I assured him, kneeling in front of him. "But you *do* know what could happen if you put your cream in your playmates' kitties, right?" Again he lowered his eyes and only nodded. "You could put a baby in their bellies. Do you want that?" This time I saw him blush, and a moment later he shook his head, but I could see he was lying. "Let me tell you a secret," I said, getting closer to him. "I would also love to put a baby in each and every one of your playmates, and even the younger girls as well," I whispered close to him. Josh raised his head and looked at me with wide eyes, apparently really surprised by my admission. "Really?" he asked with honest curiosity. "Sure, why do you think you they call me 'Papa'?" I smiled at him, and he reciprocated, the fear he had felt washing away. "But that doesn't mean I can just trick a girl to put my cream inside her," I added. "It's not wrong to want to put a baby in your classmates, or even in Miss Suzy, but you have to ask them, and respect them if they say 'no'." Josh frowned and kicked the floor. "But they *always* tell me to do it outside, every time I ask they say they want to see me spurt," he complained. "Well, you *do* spurt much more cream than any of your playmates, so it's natural that they are curios." My explanation didn't help his mood, so I continued, "You know, if you *really* want a girl to let you spurt inside her, you have to treat her right. Make her have many good feelings first, and then ask her. I promise she will let you if you do that." He thought for a bit, apparently judging my words and deciding if the extra work to give his playmates orgasms was worth inseminating them. Even tweens still have trouble with delayed gratification, and I hoped this would teach Josh a valuable lesson in that, but for now I could cut him some slack. "Well, that's for another day," I said. "Today, if you gather enough meat, you can go directly to Miss Suzy and ask her to have your cubs, she won't refuse," I explained to him. It was part of the rules, but since the game tried to promote interaction between the children, it wasn't widely advertised. "She... she will?" "Yes, any caregiver will, in fact," I expanded, feeling a bit guilty at mentioning Suzy as his first option. "Just, don't go only to us, also try to make cubs with your playmates, ok?" I amended, fearing I would get bad karma if the boy spent the day trying to impregnate the staff. He nodded energetically, a bright smile on his face and a good erection below his belt, clearly already imagining what to do. "And I don't want to hear you trying to put your baby in your classmates without their consent, understood?" I emphasized severely. "Remember, let them have some good feelings, and then ask." He nodded, hopefully taking both the warning and the advice to heart, before running on to hunt for more prey. I also got back to a corner, my designated "den", just in time for eight-year-old Max to drop off a big piece of meat he'd been dragging. The image of the pile of meat following him on the floor as he advanced then went back to make it move again. "If you drop on all fours and move slowly it's easier," I told him when he'd almost reached me. "Look at them, that's the way to do it," I added, pointing to a couple of girls moving slowly to another den, bent down in a very sexy pose. Their tails barely covered their naked mons, making them even more desirable. "Okay, thanks Papa!" said Max, quickly running back to try and gather more meat. Soon he would have enough meat to trigger "*virility*". I wondered who he would chase after. At fist both lions and lionesses worked in tandem to gather meat and bring it to a den, but once a child had enough meat, the rules changed, and the differences between lions and lionesses were more evident. Loud laughter made me look into the play area, where a little girl had just managed to evade the hands of a boy who was chasing her. Even though she got away, the boy had touched her, so the computer quickly told her she had to submit. The girl stuck out her tongue at the boy, but quickly dropped on all fours and lifted her butt. The boy reached down, grabbed her hips and started humping her, while a timer on the floor told them how long they had to go. When a male lion gained the "*virile*" status, he could hunt down any fertile lionesses to mate with them on the fields, forcing them to bear his cubs. The "mating" was just the children humping each other, though if they agreed, they could try to penetrate each other. Most small kids just humped and laughed, maybe not even considering it a sexual thing, while older kids usually agreed to have a quicky in the time the computer forced them to "mate". For them it was also a challenge to get an orgasm before they had to separate. "Papa, mate with me!" cried out little seven-year-old Rose as she avoided a couple boys that tried to grab the running girl. She jumped into my arms with a big smile at having beaten the boys. "Sure," I replied, turning her away from me and bending her down. It was a little rushed, but it was the tempo of the game. I moved her tail to the side, letting me see her little mons from behind. She was wet, though I wasn't sure if it was excitement or just sweat. "Can I put it inside?" I asked as I pressed my cock to her tiny entrance. "Uh-uh," she refused, squirming against me, "don't wanna." Well, that was a small disappointment, but the way this game worked, I would get a lot more opportunities. I bent my dick a bit lower and pushed forward, sliding between her legs, trying to rub against her little clit as I started humping her. The computer informed us I had to continue for 50 more seconds, so I sped up, trying to make Rose feel as good as possible in the limited time. "Give me your cream, Papa?" asked the little girl, turning her head and looking at me, her cuteness intensified by the face-paint. "You don't let me put it in and you want my cream?" I replied, grabbing her hips and pushing her down so I could really feel the shape of her pussy sliding over my shaft. "Pleeeese," she said, and I could see her blushing a little. The computer doubled the number of cubs a lioness earned if they got the cream of an elder lion, so all the girls would be trying to make me cum on their turn. I was pretty good at resisting them, though, since I wanted to save my "cream" for those that let me into their fertile wombs. "Maybe next time," I told little Rose, releasing her hips and helping her up as the timer ran out. It was frustrating to slide my cock out from between her legs, but I knew that would make it feel even better when I finally seeded a little lioness. Rose stick out her tongue at me playfully, her little hand swiping her crotch to get rid of my precum, before happily running back to the field to hunt more prey. The computer told me I had managed to give little Rose 2 cubs, so her new total was 3. I'm not sure how the computer calculates how many cubs each lioness gets, but it ranges between 1 and 4. I looked over to where the other caretakers were either waiting or servicing a child at their "dens". I knew not all of them enjoyed the game as much as I did, so I was grateful to them for playing along. Besides the pleasure that is working with the children, I really love the teamwork we've managed to build among the staff, where even serious things like me surreptitiously inseminating Suzy could be forgiven. Speaking of Suzy, she was bent down at her den, her breasts swinging under her as young Josh humped at her from behind. The boy could be too enthusiastic, and while Suzy could take it, I doubted his playmates would enjoy such rough treatment. Just then I saw him embed himself deep into the body of my coworker, as his legs trembled in pleasure. I could picture his penis jumping inside Suzy's body, filling her with his offering. Suzy also noticed, as I saw her move a hand under her body to rub her clitoris, trying to reach her own climax as the boy planted his cubs in her womb. A *virile* lion could go and mate with a lioness at a den instead of chasing after the *fertile* lionesses in the field. I think this was in place for when a child could not catch anyone else, or if there were no *fertile* lionesses in play at the time. Few children used that feature, since it was more fun to chase and pounce on each other. Plus mating with a lioness at a den would only given them 1 or 2 cubs. Well, Josh might really get a *cub* with Suzy, as even from this far I could see his seed dripping between her legs as she said something to him before letting him go. Suzy then turned to look right at me, and for a moment I feared she knew I had told Josh he could do it to her, but a little hand on my leg distracted me. "Hello there," I smiled at little five-year-old Rain down by my knees. "Want me to give you some cubs?" I asked. The shy little girl nodded, raising her arms so I could lift her. The small children played in a separate play area, but they could choose any caregiver to give them cubs. I usually stayed near the older kids, but I wouldn't refuse any lioness' request for my cubs. I raised the little girl and lay her on the table, taking a moment to admire her face and body paint. Whoever had decorated her had gone the extra mile to show two lion cubs snuggling each other on her lower belly. The little girl still had some baby fat, and the drawing just added to the illusion she was really carrying two cute lion cubs inside her. "I love your cubs," I told her, caressing her belly and letting my fingers dip down to touch her hairless slit. She just smiled and opened her legs, allowing me to dip a finger inside her undeveloped pussy. "Now I need you to get in position to be mated," I told her, letting go of her. The little girl gave me another shy smile and turned on the table, getting on all fours and raising her little butt towards me. I love to take girls in all positions, but there is something magical about taking them from behind when they present themselves like that, so willing to let me take charge and fill them with babies... or cubs, as the game goes. I wasted no time, sending her tail to the side and pressing my cock against her opening. Her entrance was hot and wet, maybe even more than the seven-year-old I had just humped. I didn't ask if I could try to put it inside, I knew I couldn't. At the same time, holding my tip against her entrance would allow my cum to fill her undeveloped womb, and who knew... maybe I could really give her a cub or two. The computer stopped me before I could lose my load into the lovely five-year-old under me. A sharp beep telling me I had gone over the time limit. Regrettably I moved away from her, marveling at how much of my glans she had taken inside her little hole. I wondered how long she could still be qualified as a "virgin", and made a mental note to tell Mark about her. "All done, three new cubs that will grow in your tummy," I told her, reading how many cubs the computer had awarded her. I put her on the ground and let her run back to the play area. She just smiled at me and went on her way, a few clear drops of precum smearing her crotch. Rain was still as shy and quiet as when she arrived a few months ago. I wasn't too worried about her, though, as she did play and interact, even if I had yet to hear her speak. I had to sit down for a while after that, keeping my eyes away from the playing children while I gained control over my erection. I wanted to enjoy the game for a long while. And I wanted to save my cum for those that would make better use of it in their tiny wombs. Little Rain had taken me by surprise and I had almost exploded inside her. Now I had to be more careful. "Are you ok?" came a small voice next to me. It was ten-year-old Anya, with that sexy accent she still had, even after years of living in the country. She was a somewhat chubby girl, very outspoken and sure of herself. She had no problem defending her body and saying she was 'saving up to grow up'. And looking at her mother one could believe it. "Yes, just a little distracted," I assured her with a smile. "Want me to give you some cubs?" "Yep! And I want your cream inside me!" she said, turning around, bending over and even moving her tail out of the way as she opened up her legs and displayed her pussy to me. "Wow, you've been a busy lioness," I said. Her hole had white dribbles of sperm hanging from it, and her inner thighs fared no better. "Josh caught me before I could get to you," she replied, looking over her shoulder with an annoyed face that looked very cute on her painted muzzle. "He put three of his cubs in me and forced me to lose all my meat," she complained. Wow, that little boy was something else, managing to give this much to Anya after fucking Suzy. It was hard to believe he was only eleven. "Well, I guess we can't let him win, right?" I said with a smile as I plunged my cock into Anya in a single stroke. Josh's sperm helped me with that, but it still felt wonderful to sink into the little body of a preteen girl. Anya moaned as I started moving, not wasting any of the 75 seconds the computer gave us to enjoy being mated. I knew Anya hadn't experienced her first period yet. In that sense she was safer than her other playmates, and quite willing to let the boys cum inside her, unlike some of the other girls. But she had to know there was still a possibility. "You know you can get a baby even without bleeding for the first time, right?" I asked her as I moved inside her body, trying to reach all the way to her cervix. She was extremely wet inside, which helped me move much faster than I usually do. "Mh-hmm," agreed the girl, her breathing showing she was close to climax. I frowned, apparently Josh hadn't taken the time to give her one before filling her. I couldn't blame him, with the short mating times the computer gave, but still... "I rather have your baby than Josh's, so give me your cream, please." I almost did, I could feel my balls tingling, just a moment before reaching the point of no return. But I forced myself to hold on for the last few seconds before forcibly pulling out. Anya did go over. With a small cry her body started shaking in orgasm a moment after I pulled out. I grabbed the child in my arms, letting her enjoy her pleasure and even inserting two fingers into her spasming pussy to extend her climax. It had been tempting to just stay inside her and inseminate her while she milked my cock, but there were bigger fish to catch. "You might want to tell josh not to put his cream inside you, if you really don't want his baby," I told her as she recovered her breath. "Now go back to hunt, or you'll end in last place." "But if feels sooo good when he shoots inside, it's so warm and gooey," she replied, "almost as good as when *you* do it." "Then you better get ready to care for his baby, those are your only options," I reminded her, giving her naked ass a loving pat to send her back into the play area. Getting to almost cum but holding back was a little game I liked to play on my own. It made it so that when I finally did, it was a much better orgasm. Like I was adding up to all the times I hadn't cum into a single glorious one. The downside was that if I wasn't careful, I could burn up all the play time and end up with blue balls after the game ended. I checked the clock, glad to see I still had half an hour until nap time. I just hoped one of the girls I *wanted* to seed would decide to come to my den. After ten minutes I was beginning to worry. A lot of children had passed by my den, most of them delivering meat and running back to keep playing. I only got to put cubs into two little lionesses. Seven-year-old Anne and six-year-old Haru, who looked lovely in his lioness outfit. Children so young don't yet have a sexual identity, but I really wonder if Haru will grow out of wanting to be a girl. I'm sure he will be a lovely person regardless. I was about to give up and call it a day, letting the next lioness have my load, when I saw Marie running in the field, her eyes locked on my den. My balls twitched at the sight. Marie looked even more desirable with the simple lines on her belly enhancing the shape of her body. They had painted long lines that went around her breasts, almost joining at her bellybutton, and then moving away to her hips. All that, along with her height (at least a head above any of her playmates), and her very nice boobs, made her look much older than her twelve years. But perhaps what enticed me more about her was that I hadn't yet managed to get inside her little pussy. If the girl were more devious I would call her a masterful tease, but the truth was Marie was a very innocent girl. I had seen her cry out in pleasure as her classmates played with her body, just to blush and curl up in shame after the fact. Most of her male companions had asked to play with her, attracted to her developed body, but Marie always accepted bashfully, likely unaware of the effect her body had on males around her. As such, I knew not only her brother, but also Nino, Albert and Charles had tasted her pussy, all doing their best to plant a baby inside the girl. And with a body like that, it was only a matter of time before her belly swelled, and it was frustrating that I hadn't made any contribution towards that goal. Therefore it's no wonder my cock and balls got even harder as the girl ran in my direction. Already I could imagine how good it would feel to sink into her almost virginal body and spray a river of sperm right next to her womb. And then, Josh jumped from the side and grabbed her arm. When Suzy told me I had competition, I had taken it as a joke. It shames me to say I got angry at Josh as he smiled and got himself on top of his sister. Moving her tail aside and, after a mutual moan of pleasure as he entered her, started moving. "You wanted to put your cream in Marie, right?" came the question by my side. Cathy was there, also watching as Josh took his sister with abandon. The eleven-year-old had come walking to my den without anyone chasing her, even though the computer clearly marked her as a *fertile* lioness. "I found that if I don't run, they usually don't chase me," she answered my silent question. "Clever," I recognized. Josh stopped moving, pressing himself against his sister and clearly giving her another dose of his seed. "So, do you want some cubs?" I asked, turning my attention to the cute lioness by my side. Cathy was just starting to develop, her body on the brink between a child and a young woman. She had started her periods a few months ago, but they were still irregular. My eyes traveled down her body, where her breasts were just beginning to grow, to her hips that were also starting to take shape. "Can you give me your cream," she asked after nodding, turning her back to me so I could mount her. "Sure, if you let me put my pee-pee into your kitty," I replied, grabbing her slender back and caressing it, enjoying the shape of her young body under my fingers. Cathy giggled at the touch. "I'm not sure I want your baby," she replied, giggling and arching her back under my touch. I frowned, but slid my cock between her legs, moving a hand under her and pressing my shaft against her clit as I started moving. "Well, I'm not giving you my cream otherwise," I told her. "Besides, don't you let your playmates try and give you a baby?" "Only when they are... good," she said, giggling as I increased the pressure. I doubted I could stop my orgasm, but I *really* wanted to do it inside her. "Am I not good to you?" I insisted, my hand moving up her body to her young breasts, caressing the tender flesh around her developing nipples. "But you... have so much..., the boys only spurt some drops." "Josh also squirts a lot of cream, doesn't he?" "I don't... that's why I don't let him do it... inside," she said between giggles. One thing I loved about Cathy is that as she got excited, instead of moaning like most girls, she had fits of giggles, ending with a long laugh as she orgasmed. "I can give you a good feeling if you let me put my cream inside," I said, moving my fingers over her nipples. I knew Cathy was sensitive there, perhaps even more than on her little clit. It was probably because they were just beginning to grow, and she gave the cutest giggles as my fingers played with her nipples. The way her hips moved and how her legs pressed around my cock showed that she was also close, just like me. I glanced at the timer, finding we only had a few moments before we would be moved apart. "Only 30 seconds left, can I put it inside?" I begged. "Yes," replied Cathy, arching her back as my fingers kept playing with her developing chest. I needed no further confirmation, in a single movement I pulled my cock from between her legs, took it in hand and pushed forward into her eleven-year-old pussy. She was already orgasming as I entered her, a fit of giggles that followed the rippling of her young hole even as my member tried to force her open. I grabbed her hips and pushed, forcing my erection deep inside her, until I felt my tip bumping her spasming cervix. And then I let myself go. After hours of being teased, of feeling my balls on the verge of release just to hold it in, it felt like I was pissing sperm inside the hopefully fertile girl. I almost lost my footing, but my hands kept her body pressed to mine as I inseminated her. We fell back, until I was sitting on the floor with the girl on top of me, my spurting cock still sending the last drops of dangerous seed into her unprotected belly. Cathy still giggled a bit, even as her small hands found mine around her midsection, caressing the drawing of the lion cub over her womb. ================================================================================ Cathy's disguise https://booru.allthefallen.moe/data/c517961d8cfdb0fc6489811bed0d0f06.jpg ================================================================================ "I'm gonna have your baby," she stated with a giggle as she started to calm down. It wasn't an accusation. To me it sounded like a praise for how well I had filled her. "I hope you do," I said, refusing to let the girl go. My balls had emptied themselves inside her belly, but still I wanted to keep my cock in, holding my seed inside her young womb. "You're naughty, Papa," she gave another giggle, "you want all of us to carry your babies." "I just want to show you how much I love you all," I replied, finally allowing her to stand. A big drop of white sperm quickly dripped out of her, but little else followed. I hoped I had put it so deep that it would remain there for a long while. "Wow, 10 cubs!" shouted Cathy as she looked at her new score, "thank you!" she said, leaning down and giving me a chaste kiss before running off to share her score with the rest of her friends. I just remained on the floor for a while. It had been a great orgasm, and I really hoped I had put a real *cub* into the bubbling girl. By then, lunch time was almost upon us, and the children were also quite tired after running around all morning. Nino won the game, having put 34 cubs in the lionesses. Cathy came up third, with a respectable 26 cubs. Josh only managed to score 13 cubs between his playmates and caregivers, but I suspected his might have actually made some bellies swell. * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * After the children ate we had to clean them before letting them sleep. The paint on their faces was left alone, they could go home like that, if their parents agreed. We did have to clean their bodies, or their clothes would get stained. Even after such a great orgasm inside Cathy, wiping the bellies and genitals of the children as I removed the paint and traces of sperm was giving me a new erection. I was beginning to think of who I would use during nap time, when Marie appeared before me to get cleaned. "Enjoy the game?" I asked her as I started to wipe her chest with a wet towel. Marie just smiled and nodded. This was the first time she played that game, and I was glad she seemed to have had fun. I was glad for the opportunity to examine her body closer. Her breasts were indeed very beautiful, quite big for a girl her age. They were probably already an A-cup, and would likely get much bigger. "*Especially as she feeds her baby,*" I thought. "I saw you trying to get to me before your brother caught you," I said casually as I moved to clean her belly, where the paint almost reached her bellybutton to enhance the line of her hips. "You like playing with him a lot, right?" Once more Marie just nodded, this time blushing a little. I moved down to her crotch and parted her legs a little so I could wipe off the dried sperm that she still had on her pussy. I was surprised, though, when a fresh glob of sperm dripped out of her and dropped to the floor, leaving a long string hanging from her pussy lips. "Wow! they really filled you up," I said in surprise, "is this only your brother or did some of the caregivers also give you their cream?" "Mr. John gave me his cream," she said in a low voice, even as I started to clean her dripping snatch, "Nino put it once, and... Josh did it twice," she finished. John was the owner of the daycare, but he usually stayed in his office, tied up by paperwork. I hadn't even seen him in the playground today. "Am I... do I already have a baby in... there?" Marie then asked, pointing to her belly. "You might," I said honestly, "every time a boy puts his cream inside you, there's a chance he's putting a baby in there," I lectured. I knew she was aware of this, probably even before she joined the daycare. "You can always ask them not to do it inside, if you don't want to take that chance." By now I was finished with her pussy and was working on cleaning her inner thighs. "I... I couldn't do that, I mean... they always look so *happy* when they put the cream inside, like I'm... like I'm giving them a gift." "It's a very nice gift," I agreed, "having their baby is an even greater gift, I guess," I added, a bit distracted by the memory of how I had filled Cathy's womb. A gift indeed. "How do I... I mean, can I know *who* put it there?" I looked up at her. Marie was looking down at me with innocent eyes, not a hint of regret about her impending pregnancy, just honest curiosity for the father of her future child. "That is..." it was a simple question, and yet I feared I could hurt her and her playmates if I didn't give the right answer. "A baby is the proof of the love between the parents," I started, "the love you have for your playmates, your brother, or the caregivers. And the love they have for you." Marie was looking at me thoughtfully. "I think you should consider they are *all* the fathers of your baby, that they all contributed something so that it would grow in your belly," I smiled at her and lowered my eyes to her still flat midsection, "that it's both their gift to you, and your gift to them," I finished, gently caressing her belly. "Papa?" I looked up at her. She was blushing again, but was smiling and I could almost see a hint of tears in her eyes. "Do you... do you wanna put your cream in me, so part of the baby is yours?" If my cock wasn't hard before, it was just about to blow after hearing Marie's offer. I was about ready to just throw her on the ground and fuck her brains out, when I realized we were still in the middle of something. "I... I would love that, Marie," I said honestly, "but the rules say I can only do it sometimes, and right now I have to finish cleaning you," I explained to her, once more trying to focus on her legs, "maybe when you get enough points we can---" "I have enough points," she interrupted me, "and you... you don't have to give me a good feeling... if you don't wanna, I mean." The disconnect between her sexy young body, and her shy and innocent, almost naive, demeanor, made Marie even more desirable. The fact that she had just given me permission, almost asked me, to make her pregnant, was more than I could endure. Even if she had the points, I wasn't supposed to exchange them at that time. Maybe after her nap, if the computer gave the children some free time. But certainly not in the middle of getting her ready for bed. I didn't care. I stood and wrapped my arms around her slim body, pressing my lips to hers in a kiss filled with the gratitude I felt for her. She was indeed giving us all a gift. She knew she would end up with a baby inside her, but for her, making us feel good was more important than all the work her child would entail. Her arms were slow to find my back. Even slower was her tongue to join mine. Marie didn't have practice kissing. Cathy was decent, Anya could give lessons. But Marie kissed like a little girl, afraid to open her mouth, her shy tongue just standing there as I ate her whole. I lowered my hands to her butt and grabbed it. I let my fingers sink into her flesh, exploring the texture of a girl whose body was at the peak of her fertility, begging for the seed of a male to reproduce. I could feel her breasts against my chest. Her hard nipples almost twitching as our kiss sent the girl's hormones into overdrive. I lifted her ass as we reached the changing tables by the walls. I knew they could hold her, they could probably hold both of us. This was the place where I changed diapers and fantasized about making toddlers into mamas. Now I was gonna fuck a clearly fertile girl between the clean diapers and the talcum powder. "Can I really do it?" I asked as my lips let go of hers. Marie was sitting on the edge of the table, her open legs around me. My rigid member already touching her hairless slit. "Can I really put my cream in you and make you a mommy?" Marie was looking at me with hazy eyes, her breathing ragged after only a single kiss. She nodded, her smile returning as she opened her legs, her young, red and wet pussy opening to allow me entrance. All day long she'd been fucked by her brother and her playmates, but it occurred to me that maybe she hadn't had a climax yet. She was the kind of girl that would get pleasure when her partner seemed happy. Maybe she thought that was the good feeling. Without another word I pushed forward, grunting as my shaft disappeared inside her tight opening. She closed her eyes, her head going back as a moan of pleasure tried to leave her lips, only to be intercepted by my own lips. I wanted to give her more pleasure than she had ever known. I grabbed her lower lip in mine and proceeded to kiss her deeply as I slowly sank into her center. My hands left her ass and moved to her back, holding her tightly and making her whole body come close to mine. For once I wasn't wearing my damned uniform, I was naked after removing the lion tail, mane and ears. I could feel her young flesh against my own. I could feel her toned legs closing around my hips as she tried to get even closer to me. Her ragged breathing as her breasts pressed on my chest. She was trembling, her hips rocking back and forth as my cock pierced her. "Slow down, enjoy it," I whispered into her ear. I moved my hands back to her ass, grabbing it and holding her still as the last inch of my cock slid into her body. Marie just moaned, her lips looking for mine. Her body was not giving her the option to slow down. Even with my hands holding her, I could feel her muscles trying to get me deeper, to force me to push and pull and fulfill what our instincts were screaming at us to do. I had enough control to know it would be better to take things slow, she didn't. Her body knew a male was inside her and all it cared was to extract the seed as soon as possible and get it into her receptive young womb. I felt her legs wrapping around mine, her arms tightening their hold on my body as she began to climax. I held her buttocks in my hands as her hips started jumping. Her heated pussy rippling around my member, milking me for its life giving seed. Marie's lips were on mine, even as she moaned in the pleasure of her orgasm. I had to clench my teeth to keep my balls from giving her what she wanted. With any other girl in the daycare I would have simply let go, turning her orgasm into her insemination and letting her enjoy the afterglow with a belly full of my seed. But I knew Marie could cum again. Her body was primed to explode again and again on my cock, and I was going to make sure she was satisfied before I let her have my sperm. As she started to relax, gasping into my ear, I began to move. I started with slow movements, just pulling my hips a bit before moving forward, ensuring my pelvis would hit her clit every time. With my hands still holding her ass to me, I wasn't pulling out of her, just letting her whole body enjoy the feeling of a man next to her. It didn't take long for Marie to start moaning again in my ear. Soon her lips were looking for mine, giving me tiny kisses as she wordlessly begged me to take her mouth and devour her like before. Her arms also started to tighten her grip on my back, and my hands felt the muscles of her buttocks reacting to my slow rocking. "Slow down," I whispered into her ear, "It'll feel much better if you let it build up. Relax your muscles, let the good feeling grow on its own," I instructed her before taking her lips in a gentle kiss. I could feel her whole body stiffen and relax next to mine as Marie tried to follow my instructions. I knew it was hard, all I wanted was to start pounding into her. I also forced myself to relax, to ease off the muscles of my pelvis, like I was trying to let my pee go. I loved the way her pussy was massaging my cock, and trying to relax while it did that was a battle, but I knew it would make my eventual orgasm much, much better. I'm not sure how long we stayed like that, our only movement the small rocking of my hips against her clit. Our lips locked in a slow kiss that neither of us wanted to end. Our bodies entwined in a slow dance where our instincts were screaming at us to speed up, while we fought to keep the pace. I'm happy to report that I was able to outlast a horny pubescent girl. Suddenly I felt Marie's belly muscles ripple as her breathing turned from the ragged breaths she'd managed to sustain into an staccato of gasps. I felt her body tense, all her muscles locking up as her pussy started jumping around my shaft. She was tightening so much that I again had to clench my muscles to prevent her from squeezing the cum out of me. I grabbed her tongue with mine and let her ride her climax in my arms. By now my balls were tingling, I felt like I hadn't poured my essence into Cathy less than an hour ago. They felt heavy with seed, just begging me for release into this young womb so they could go and make her pregnant. "Felt good, right?" I asked as she relaxed once more, her body still trembling in my arms. "Next one will be even better," I assured her as I allowed my hips to start rocking once more. Marie gasped as my arms moved her body away from mine, lying her on the table. She had a very cute expression on her face, her eyes wide open in incredulity as I prepared her body for its third consecutive orgasm. I allowed my hips to move a bit more, my cock retreating about an inch before forcefully mashing back in. I finally got to grab her boobs. They felt as good as I had imagined. They were just the right size to fit in my palms, and were both soft and firm at the same time. Her nipples wanted to scrape my palms, and I could only imagine how much they would grow as they filled with milk to feed my baby. Marie closed her eyes and let her jaw drop as I played with her tits. I could see her arms next to her body, moving aimlessly, like she wanted to use them for something but her brain wasn't able to fully give them orders. I just loved the sight, this was a fully fucked girl. Her hormones kept her body going and were ensuring she would have another orgasm even after her brain had locked down. A new feeling also made itself evident as I continued to push into Marie's wet pussy. Each time I bottomed out, as my pelvic bone smashed her clit, I could also feel my tip reaching the back of her passage. But as her third orgasm of the day grew on her, I started to feel a change. Instead of just hitting the end of her pussy, I could feel with my glans a tight ring. It dawned on me that I was bumping against her cervical opening, that I was right at the entrance of her womb. Even though Mark had gotten her virginity and her brother had been filling her for days. I wanted to think I was the first one to get my cock so close to her womb. That thought was all I needed to push me over the edge. I had wanted to wait until her pussy was milking me before inseminating her, but knowing I was right next to her fertile chamber was too much to endure. "I'm going to put my cream into your baby place," I warned her, pulling out one last time before getting my cock into her as deep as I could. I felt the ring around my tip and pressed even more, feeling it open slightly just a moment before my balls twitched and I started *pissing* sperm right at the opening of her womb. Marie *did* get pleasure from knowing her partners were happy, for as soon as the first spurt of life giving seed entered her body, she also cried out, her back arching over the changing table as her third climax consumed her. Her spasming pussy stopped my next spurt, so tight my cum could not pass. I couldn't help but moan in pleasure when her inner muscles finally relaxed, and then continued to milk me for all my seed. I moved a hand down to her belly, pressing down over her womb as I continued to fill her. If her brother and the rest of her playmates hadn't already claimed her egg, I was sure my little guys would. I was stuffing her womb so full that even if she ovulated a week from now I was sure my tadpoles would be there, waiting for it. It wasn't until my orgasm had calmed down completely, my cock still plugging her tight hole, that I noticed Marie was out of it. Her body lay on the changing table in complete relaxation. She was breathing deeply and had a bright smile on her face, but her closed eyes and the lack of force on any of her muscles revealed the experience had been too much for her. The expression "fuck her brains out" came to my mind as I slowly pulled out of her. I'm usually very careful with the children, realizing they are not fully grown and are not able to take what an adult can. I usually limit myself to giving them one orgasm at a time, and never push myself forcefully into them as to not give them a rash. I had forgotten all of that with Marie. Her body looked so grown up that I just let myself go, and even though I was sure she had enjoyed herself, I was afraid I had gone too far. "I almost feel jealous of her," came Suzy's voice next to me, "I think she will need a diaper, or she's gonna mess her bed," she added, already grabbing a big diaper and moving to put it on the freshly fucked girl, "plus it'll help keep your stuff inside her, so you can't complain, right?" I looked around. The children were already lying down in the darkened room, their cute painted faces a blur of colors in the low light. Suzy was already back in uniform, as were the rest of my coworkers. "I'm sorry... I just..." "You'll have to buy us lunch *all* next week," she said with a smile as she finished closing the diaper around Marie's legs. "And maybe let this girl recover before you try to put your baby inside her again, ok?" I just nodded as I helped her move the sleeping girl to the resting area. I was really lucky to have such understanding coworkers. ******************************************************************************** *** Dinner and a Show *** "Are you *sure* about this, babe?" The daycare worker turned around to see the owner of the voice. The diner was not a quiet place, but the owner of the voice sounded mad. At the table behind him, obscured by a decorative hedge, a young couple was sitting. The male was the one that asked the question. The female, sitting with her back to the daycare worker, wore the same outfit as him, marking her as one of his coworkers. "Yes Pete, I'm sure, I used three different tests," replied the woman, her voice low, the tension clear in her tone. "Suzy... what are..." Pete buried his head in his hands, "is it mine?" he finally asked the table. "*What?*" her voice trembled with outrage, "are you accusing me of sleeping around?" "No babe," replied Pete, looking up at her, "it's just... we've always been so careful, so..." "Not careful enough," stated Suzy, her own hand massaging her temple. "What are you... we, gonna do?" "The daycare will let me keep working, and I can bring it there, they won't charge extra as long as I do some extra work---" "You mean you want to... to *keep* it?" interrupted Pete. "What else can we do?" replied Suzy with annoyance. "You told me your sister had an abortion, *you* told me it was her best decision ever---" "Is that how much our relationship means to you?" cried out Suzy, standing up, "just *get rid of it* and continue like nothing happened?" she asked as she walked away. "No babe, wait. Suzy, please..." called out Pete, following her. The daycare worker just made himself small, hoping his coworker hadn't noticed that he'd overheard her fight, and let out a sigh of relief when the couple went out the door. "I hope they make up," said the waitress as she picked up the plates, "they always looked like a nice couple," she turned to the daycare worker, "did you know she was pregnant?" "No, and I wouldn't have believed it if someone told me," replied the man, taking a sip of his drink. "She always said she wasn't ready to be a mom, that she would wait several years before even considering it." They both looked at the door in silence, before the waitress shook her head and continued picking up the abandoned plates.