episode_0132

“You are truly amazing.”

Seven weeks pregnant. It was strangely embarrassing to stand in front of someone like this again, not long after I had given birth and said goodbye to the doctor.

Lager was holding Layla for me, trying to soothe the child so she wouldn’t cry and helping me focus on the session.

Having children is certainly not a wrong thing. In fact, it is certainly something to be celebrated.

That… . Since they are both so energetic, I was thinking that maybe they would have another baby.

“But is this even possible?”

“No. Normally it takes a month to conceive another child.”

The obstetrician and gynecologist touched her lips with a slightly embarrassed expression and trailed off.

“More than that, it’s even more amazing that you had sex less than a week after giving birth.”

“It’s a bit funny to ask now, but how long do you usually rest before doing that?”

“Two weeks at the earliest. Usually, the recovery period takes about 4 to 6 weeks.”

Lager’s words were true. Finding out the date in advance and checking it off until the D-day wasn’t just for my health. I had held it in for 10 months, so I must have really wanted to fuck. And I didn’t even look away or masturbate during that time.

It’s a bit embarrassing to say, but I thought that perhaps it was necessary to reward my loyal husband as soon as possible.

Of course, these are all excuses.

“This time it’s twins.”

“Twins?”

“It’s amazing that an egg was created, but it’s really amazing that two were created and identical twins were born.”

Fingers. It’s definitely because of those shiny fingers.

The amazing recovery power not only improved the condition of the entire body, but also affected egg production.

It’s heartwarming to see her go from being a mother of one to a mother-of-two, to a patriot in an instant.

Cancellation is just plain embarrassing.

“So, teacher, what should my husband and I do from now on?”

“Isn’t there any option to suppress sexual desire?”

“How can you stand that!”

“True… .”

The female doctor took a deep breath and glanced at Lager for a moment, almost as if she was passing by.

“I’m jealous.”

I blurted out those words.

He felt my cold gaze and flinched in surprise, waving his hands.

“Oh, no, no. That’s not what I meant. I’m not being mean or mean, but my husband is just… He hasn’t been the same since he had his first child.”

If she was aiming for NTR, she was going to make her a female doctor without fail, but I felt sorry for her since she was struggling with her identity as a woman. It’s sad not to be loved.

Of course, it is also a problem if you receive too much love, too much, too much, and it overflows.

“Having a child is a blessing, but it is also a problem that it happens so easily. What are your final plans for having children?”

At those words, Lager, who had been holding Layla behind me, sat down next to me.

“I plan to have as many children as possible.”

He sat there bragging about his energy again for no reason.

You should have been a man from the beginning. On top of that, you have such a superior physique and incredible technique. How could someone like you have been born as a woman and lived for 24 years?

When I repeatedly stepped on Lager’s instep under the desk to give him a hint, Lager twisted his body, saying, ““Ahhh… .”.”

The female doctor frowned as if she was displeased after hearing Lager’s groans and tried to appease him.

“No matter how good your marriage is, please don’t do it in front of me.”

“I’m sorry, but I didn’t do that.”

“Then what was that sound just now?”

“I stepped on your instep. Like this.”

“Aaaa… .”

How hot of a couple must they have been to make even their painful groans seem like such a thing?

“I think the mother’s opinion is important.”

“I honestly don’t want to get any better here.”

“Then you should use contraception. Like a condom.”

“I tried it. That’s… .”

“What’s the problem?”

Do I even have to say this?

After glancing at Lager, I confessed to the doctor in a crawling voice that was almost a whisper.

“If you don’t wear a condom, you can feel the hot sensation vividly when you cum inside… .”

“You perverts, just do whatever you want.”

Eventually, even the doctor got tired of it and started chattering his teeth.

“No, teacher, please don’t do this. We’re seriously in serious trouble. We haven’t even had our wedding yet.”

“Huh?! Then you two are not married… .”

“No, I couldn’t upload the food, but the couple is okay.”

Even if we had three children, it would have been a huge hindrance to the wedding. But what if we had more children? It’s not that I don’t like having more children.

But I also need to try on a wedding dress at least once. I don’t want to skip the bride’s stage and go straight to being a mother.

At those words, the doctor said, ““This is not under my jurisdiction.”,” and pointed to the lager and advised special measures to be taken.

“My husband has no choice but to tie it up.”

“What, what are you tying up?!”

“It means that you should have a vasectomy.”

At those words, Lager became lost in thought, unable to bring himself to put his hand down while holding Layla, so he crossed his legs and shrank down, desperately trying to protect his manhood from the doctor’s grasp.

“So, that means, I’m going to be a eunuch now, right?”

“A, don’t worry. A vasectomy is not a surgery to make a eunuch. It simply makes the semen sperm-free, creating a seedless watermelon.”

A seedless watermelon? What a creepy metaphor.

“Anyway, don’t worry, the ‘Mujisung Kkojabdubang Nokonjilsa’ that your husband so desperately wants is possible.”

“No, wait a minute, Doctor. You promised to forget that expression.”

When I protested about her no-fuck sex drive that was different from what she promised, she shrugged her shoulders and explained.

“I tried to forget, but it was too intense, so I can’t forget. Instead, I’ll just forget about the ‘act of love mating’.”

“From what you just said, I can see you haven’t forgotten this either.”

“It means to try hard.”

Lager. Lager Godin… I’ll kill you. Because of you, this doctor will remember me as a ‘ignorant, swindler’ until the day I die, right?

If you think about it, it could be a great option since you simply won’t be able to have children anymore, but your sex life won’t be affected at all.

“Lager, let’s tie it up.”

“Are you serious?”

“So what? It just prevents more children from being born, and the rest of the functions are normal, so isn’t that a good thing?

“That, but it’s still scary. Doing something weird there… .”

After hearing Lager’s concerns, the doctor reassures him.

“Don’t worry too much, it’s an easy procedure. Of course, I won’t do it… .”

“Don’t evaluate the difficulty of a surgery without performing it yourself!”

“I mean, don’t misunderstand.”

Regardless of Lager’s advice, I absolutely must have this procedure. I feel strongly that it is essential for people like us. Above all.

“Lager, you’re not going to make me wear a wedding dress?”

“No, of course I should. But… .”

“You brought me here to make this a beer factory where I’ll only have kids for the rest of my life?”

Lager, who was quite embarrassed by the blatant choice of words, explained while sweating profusely.

“No, no. Yes. We should have a wedding. We should make our beloved honey wear a wedding dress… .”

“It’s not like I’m saying I won’t have a relationship in the future, right? ”

“Ugh, uh… .”

Lager probably really wants to have lots of kids. A happy home full of children, that’s great. And since I’m immortal, I’ll never die giving birth.

Even so, you can take a year off to prepare for the wedding.

“Oh, ma’am. By the way, tying it does not provide permanent contraception. People with good physical recovery may untie it, so I strongly recommend using contraceptives.”

I nodded, thinking it was just a common story, and only after hearing that Lager could be restored later did I agree to the procedure.

*

A year later.

One day, about three weeks after giving birth to twins.

“I told you to be careful, didn’t I?”

“Oh my gosh!!!!!!!”

I really let it go!

I felt a sense of shame as I was pulling out my hair in front of the doctor again, despite his warning.

I am a beast. A beast obsessed with reproduction… .

Before I knew it, I was twenty-three years old. I decided that I couldn’t do this anymore.

“You must get married at 24. No marriage, no sex!”

The curtain has risen on such a desperate wedding plan.