Problems With Dating the RWBY Girls

Chapter 59: Terra, or: I Lied, There's More Incest

"Alright, so remind me what's happening, here?" Nora asked as Jaune frantically cleaned the dorm room.

Jaune paused, then turned to look at her. "...Seriously? You forgot already?"

"Tuned you out, more like. Sorry, man – I haven't had sugar in like ten minutes, I'm kinda crashing over here."

"That's concerning." Jaune looked over to Ren, who just shrugged.

"I mean, at this point if she gets diabetes, it'll really just be par for the course," he ventured. "Plus, I'm pretty sure that's nothing that aura can't fix – aura and holistic medicine."

"Oh, right – I forgot that you're Mistralian," Jaune acknowledged. "Well, use as much holistic medicine as you want, so long as there's no, uh, 'grass' involved – like I said a few minutes ago, my sister and her wife are coming to visit."

"That's a sentence you don't hear every day," Pyrrha said. Everyone gave her an odd look, and she shrank in on herself. "...I mean, it really is, if you think about it. Not that I'm trying to assert that there's anything wrong with it-"

"Pyrrha," Jaune said.

"-Because there really isn't. I mean, people should be free to do whatever they want-"

"Pyrrha."

"-And what girl hasn't had at least a few bisexual urges here and there? I mean, this is where we're supposed to be exploring ourselves, so what's the harm in trying something new? Absolutely nothing, even though it is kinda-"

"Pyrrha!" Jaune shouted, finally getting her attention. He took a short breath. "...If you could save your ranting about your own bisexual fantasies for a few seconds, I'd like to fill everyone in. If you don't mind."

"Oh," Pyrrha said. "Uh, sure. Forget I said anything."

"Too late," Nora replied. "What are you doing later, out of curiosity?"

"Like I said," Jaune interrupted, "my sister and her wife are coming to visit me for the weekend. I wanted to make everything look nice for them when they get here. They won't be staying in the room – Beacon has plenty of guest bedrooms, after all – but still, I'd like her to see that I don't live like a complete pig."

"That'd be a lot easier to do if you didn't live with us three," Ren admitted. "Seriously, I must apologize for some of the science experiments that have gone on inside the mini-fridge."

"Eugh." Nora shuddered. "I don't know what you did to make that one herbal mixture grow hair, but that was nasty."

"Are we forgetting what happened to the vodka that a certain someone was keeping in the freezer?" Pyrrha asked, raising an eyebrow.

"Oh, come on!" Nora protested. "How was I supposed to know that would happen? Do you have any idea how cold it has to get for vodka to freeze solid? Literally, it had to have been below zero in there for an extended period of time. I still say one of you idiots messed with the dial by accident."

"Guys, I'm begging you," Jaune pleaded. "Can we just-"

There was a knock at the door, which made all of them freeze. Jaune sighed tiredly. "Of course, they're here early…" he muttered. Shaking his head, he strode over to the door and threw it open, smiling widely when he saw his sister and her wife standing there.

"Hey, Saph," he greeted. "And Terra. How was the trip?"

"Not too bad," Saphron replied. "Honestly, we're just happy to be out of Argus for the time being. Do you have any idea how cold it gets up there? I swear, my nipples could've cut glass at the airport this morning."

Jaune choked, but quickly shook it off. "H-heh, uh… well, do you want to come inside?"

Saphron raised an eyebrow. "You're asking me? Generally, you-"

Terra elbowed her, red crossing her face. "Saph," she chastised. "Stop making vulgar jokes – you're married now."

"Sorry, babe," Saphron said. She stepped into Jaune's room. "So, this is it, huh? The love nest, itself?"

"Define love nest," Nora offered. "Nice to meet you. I'm Nora."

"Saphron," came the response. She looked around, her eyes landing on Ren and Pyrrha. "Wait, don't tell me," she said when they both went to introduce themselves. Saphron pointed at them, one at a time. "Ren, and Pyrrha."

"Correct," Ren said with a nod. "Nice to meet you, ma'am."

"Likewise." She turned her attention to Pyrrha. "And, of course, there's the local celebrity, herself."

Pyrrha flushed red. "U-um… I suppose that's me?"

"Unless there's someone here with a statue in their hometown," Saphron said playfully. "Anyway, be honest – how's my baby brother treating you all?"

"Saph…" Jaune groaned.

"What? It's an honest question, Jaune."

"He treats us well," Ren offered. "I mean, I'd certainly hope he would, but Jaune is a good team leader. Better than he gives himself credit for, in fact. I'm proud to be his friend."

"Aw~" Saphron said. "Now then, another question – which of you is he sleeping with?"

"Saph!" Jaune shouted.

"None of us," Nora volunteered. "Jaune isn't that kind of guy."

Saphron blinked. "Really? But he's so… young and virile. I mean, look at him. You're telling me he hasn't made a pass at anyone yet?"

"Nope."

"Not even a little?"

"Nah."

"Well, how about someone not on this team?"

"There's that thing with Weiss," Pyrrha recalled. "But it didn't go well. Weiss is… hard to approach, we'll say."

"Oh, so you're saying she's a huge bitch?" Saphron asked. Pyrrha flushed red, and Saphron chuckled. "Ah, that's fine – he's too good for her, anyway."

"Why are we suddenly talking about my failure of a love life?" Jaune wondered. "Seriously, this weekend is supposed to be fun, not absolutely soul-crushing."

"It's all in good fun, little brother," Saphron teased. "Well, that and I want to make sure that you haven't gotten anyone pregnant yet."

"Of course not! Mom and Dad would kill me!"

"Only if they knew."

"Well, of course they'd know! They'd find out, and then I'd be dead!"

"Oh, ye of little faith," Saphron said. "Anyway, good to hear you're not sleeping with half the student body, I guess… though, we'll have to change that."

"Oh?" Ren asked. "You sound like you've got someone in mind."

"Perhaps," Saphron said, a predatory smirk crossing her face.

For the first time since staring down the Death Stalker in initiation, Jaune felt fear, though he couldn't quite understand why.

The day went about as Jaune had expected – Saphron and Terra got to meet his friends, and they all had a good time just sitting around, shooting the shit with each other. For the most part, it was just another normal day. Sure, Saphron kept saying some odd things to him, generally things regarding Terra, but he didn't pay them much thought – Saphron had always been a bit of a jokester, after all, and there was no way she would talk about her own wife like that.

Finally, the time came for all his friends to go to sleep. Still, Jaune found himself staying up with Saphron and Terra in the dorm's common area, just chatting. Part of him felt like he should have gone to sleep – it was a school night, after all – but then again, how often did he get to see his sister and his sister-in-law face-to-face like this? They weren't going to be here for more than a few days, and he wanted to make the most out of it.

"So," Jaune said. "Saph, you remember that time when I was twelve, and I had a crush on the neighbor girl?"

"Oh, that bitch?" Saphron asked. "I remember that she did all kinds of mean things to you and said that you had to go along with it if you wanted to be her boyfriend."

"Yeah, but you kicked her ass for it."

"I did," Saphron recalled. "Ah, good times."

"Yup. Still, it's funny how things change – now I'm the one training to be an asskicker. It's nice, being here at Beacon."

"But you miss the family, don't you?" Saphron asked.

"...I mean, yeah, I do," Jaune acknowledged. "I won't pretend like I don't. But this is my dream, Saph."

Saphron nodded. "That it is. We all have to chase our dreams. Right, Terra?"

Terra fidgeted, uncomfortable. "Y-yeah… of course…"

"And as long as we're talking about dreams," Saphron said, turning back to him. "You know what Terra's big dream is, Jaune?"

"No idea," Jaune said. "What is it?"

"She wants to be a mother."

"Oh." He rubbed the back of his head, unsure of what to say. "Well, uh… I'm sure that with in-vitro fertilization, and all that-"

Saphron rolled her eyes. "Oh, please. You never quite know what you're getting with in-vitro. You can't trust those fertility doctors, after all – I've heard horror stories about some really fucked-up people swapping the donor's sperm for their own. And even if that doesn't happen, finding a suitable donor is a nightmare and a half – there's all kinds of question-and-answers and investigations you have to do, you have to make sure the donor isn't going to try and take custody of the kid or anything like that… it's hard, trying to figure something out."

"Well, I'm sure you two will get there," Jaune assured her.

Saphron stared at him blankly. "Jaune, be honest," she implored. "Is it true that no girls have ever tried hitting on you, or are you just too dense to notice them when they try?"

"I'm sorry, what?"

Saphron sighed tiredly. She looked over to Terra. "Babe, being subtle isn't working."

"He hasn't said no," Terra pointed out.

"Because he doesn't even know what we're asking him."

"You're asking me for something?" Jaune asked.

"See?" Saphron asked. She shook her head, then turned back to Jaune. "Jaune, I guess you could say that we have a little problem," she began. "Specifically, we've decided that we want to be parents – I wasn't super into it at first, but I guess Terra finally succeeded in talking me in to the idea of a little rugrat running around, and now I'm quite enamored with the possibility of it actually happening. I think it'd be nice to start a family. But like I've said, there are all sorts of difficulties with it. Even adopting is proving impossible – you'd think that with all the orphaned kids out there that it'd be easy, but apparently not. They ought to be basically giving those kids away, but they're not."

"Oh," Jaune said. "I'm sorry to hear that."

"You don't have to be," Saphron implored. "Because you can help."

"...Uh, I mean, if you're looking for references when it comes to adopting-"

"Not what I meant," Saphron said. She sighed, then looked over to Terra. "Honey, your method isn't working. He still doesn't get it. I say we go for Plan B."

"Plan B?" Terra echoed. "But… it's so uncouth."

"Yeah, well, he's too dense to realize what we're asking. At this rate, we're both gonna be old maids with barren wombs by the time he figures it out. Guys are stupid – you could straight-up say you want to sleep with them, and they'd climb into bed and wish you goodnight before falling asleep, and then they'd be taking a shower like five years later and realize what you were actually asking for, and then let out an agonized scream at what they missed." Saphron shook her head. "Well, not on my watch. I'm not going to sit here, waiting for Jaune to realize the obvious several years from now and get mad at himself for not being able to take a fucking hint. It's time for the nuclear option, babe. I'm gonna do it."

"Don't do it!" Terra begged. "It's too embarrassing!"

"Too late." Saphron turned back towards him. "Jaune," she began. "Terra and I have been talking, and we want you to get her pregnant."

Jaune froze, the gears in his brain grinding to a complete halt as the world faded away. He blinked once, then twice, then brought a hand up to dig out some earwax.

"Sorry, I must've misheard," he commented as he pulled his finger from his ear. "Alright, should be clear, now. What'd you say, again?"

"I want you to fuck my wife and cum inside her until she gets pregnant with your baby," Saphron stated.

"Ah." Jaune brought a hand up to rub at the back of his head. "Uh… I'm assuming this is a joke?"

"It's not," Saphron insisted. "Jaune, try to see it our way. We've spent ages trying to find a good donor. We haven't found one. There simply isn't anyone who qualifies."

"What the fuck qualifications are you even looking for?!"

"Simple: they have to have blonde hair and blue eyes, they have to not have any physical or mental problems, and they have to be capable of absolutely rocking Terra's world."

"And you think that's me?!"

"I know it's you, little brother," Saphron said. "Now, are you going to do it, or are you going to deny Terra her dream?"

Jaune made the mistake of looking over to Terra and noticed she was giving him the puppy dog eyes, complete with quivering lip. He hesitated before looking back to his sister.

"...You can't be serious," he deadpanned. "Part of you has to know that this is wrong. You want me to sleep with your wife, Saph."

"I do," Saphron confirmed. "Because I know you're the only one who will treat her right."

"This doesn't seem the slightest bit weird to you?" Jaune asked, raising an eyebrow. "You're literally giving your wife permission to cheat on you."

"I'm giving her permission to get pregnant the best way we know how," Saphron argued. "It's for the good of our marriage, ultimately. I'd be mad if it was anyone else but you, but it's you, so I'm not mad. So, I'll ask again – are you gonna do it, you big pussy?"

"No, I'm not gonna do it!" Jaune all but shouted. "Even for you, this is incredibly fucked up! There's nothing you can say or do to change my mind!"

Saph and Terra simply exchanged a quick glance with each other, and somehow Jaune knew he'd fucked up.

"Alright," Jaune said. "Admittedly, I didn't think it'd be this easy."

Terra stopped stroking his cock for long enough to give him a confused look. "What can I say, except that you're a cheap date?" she said. "Shut up and let me jerk you off."

"That's it, babe," Saphron said from off to the side. "Get him raring to go. Really warm him up."

"Saph, can you give it a rest?" Jaune asked. "Seriously. I'm only doing this because Terra convinced me it was a good idea, somehow. I'd rather get this over and done with as fast as possible. I don't need your commentary."

"Hey, I need to make sure you're both doing it properly," Saphron argued, her fingers busy pumping in and out of her crotch as she watched the two of them. "Besides, this is a one-time thing. You're only doing this to get Terra pregnant."

"Yeah, and I feel fucking weird about it," Jaune said. "For real, never ask me for anything again after this." He sighed. "Terra, enough with the foreplay. Let's just get this over with."

"If you insist," Terra said. She stopped stroking him and got on the bed, laying down with her legs spread. "I'm ready."

Jaune took a deep breath, willing himself to stay hard and think of something actually sexy, like that hot girl from Haven. As he stuck it in, he couldn't help but think of how it would feel if he were fucking her instead of Terra. How he loved her husky voice, and the fact that she always gave him weird looks in class-

And just like that, it was over. Jaune pulled out, stuffing his dick back in his underwear as Terra and Saphron looked on in confusion.

"That's it?" Saphron asked.

"Hey, I just wanted to get this shit over with," Jaune argued. "I don't like this, Saph. I'm literally only doing this to get Terra pregnant, because you both asked me to. I'm not gonna fucking NTR you-"

"Well, yeah, but… seriously, that's it? You barely even stuck it in her. What gives?"

"My mind was elsewhere."

"My wife isn't hot enough for you, little brother?"

"She'd be a lot hotter if she wasn't your wife," Jaune argued. "For real, this entire situation sucks ass. I'm done, Saph. Give her a pregnancy test in a few days and make sure she's fertilized, because I'm not doing this again."

"But… seriously?" Saphron protested. "You can't actually be that much of a quick shot, Jaune."

"Well, it's done," Jaune declared, pulling his pants up. "No more of this."

"Uh, no," Saph said, standing up, her hands still dripping juices. "You're not done yet. Terra isn't satisfied."

"So fucking satisfy her yourself. She's your wife, after all."

Saphron ground her teeth, annoyed. "Jaune," she implored, "what would it take to get you to go back and finish fucking my wife?"

"...Is that not my seed dripping out of her, despite my protests?" Jaune asked. "I already finished fucking her, and I'm not gonna do it again. Why are you torn up about this?"

"I just want you to finish what you started," Saphron said. "After all, an Arc never quits."

"Yeah, well, this Arc is quitting in this specific circumstance."

"No, you're not." Saphron shook her head. "I'm gonna tell you this now, Jaune – you get back there and fuck Terra until a river of white flows from between her thighs and she goes all ahegao."

"No," Jaune said.

"Jaune, you get back there and fuck my wife."

"No, Saph."

"Jaune-"

Seeing how this was going, Jaune did the only thing he could.

He jumped out the window and took off running.

Unfortunately, he didn't expect Saphron to jump out after him, still naked, and take off running behind him.

"Get back here!" Saphron shouted. "You get back here and fuck my wife!"

That was all Jaune needed to hear. He immediately took off running, doing his best to pay no attention to Saphron even as she chased after him, screaming for him to fuck her wife the entire time.

Days passed, and Jaune did the only thing he could – he retreated to Vale, and laid low. Yes, this involved him missing out on classes. Yes, Miss Goodwitch was probably going to proverbially bend him over a barrel and show him the fifty states over it. No, he didn't care – in his opinion, anything was better than being coerced by his sister into sleeping with his sister-in-law for even a single time more.

And that was why he was currently sitting in a coffee shop, disguised in a trenchcoat and fedora, sipping on a mug of hot cocoa as his team slowly filed in and took a seat across from him.

"Well, good to see you're alright, at least," Ren commented.

"Unfortunately, the same can't be said about your fashion sense," Nora said. "Seriously, a fedora?"

"It serves its purpose of hiding my face," Jaune argued.

"It makes you look euphoric as hell. You look like you're enlightened by your own intelligence. I'll be careful not to take the names of the Gods in vain, lest you start ranting about me about how they aren't real."

"Nora," Pyrrha gently chastised. Nora thankfully backed off, and Pyrrha leaned forward to take Jaune's hand in her own. "What happened, Jaune?" she asked.

"You just jumped out the window and disappeared one day. Everyone's really worried about you."

"Really?" Jaune asked.

Pyrrha hesitated. "...Well, we are, and so is Ruby. Weiss and Yang don't really care. I'm pretty sure that Blake still doesn't even know who you are."

"Which is kinda funny to think about, because you think she'd recognize the guy who stares at her fat ass every chance he gets," Nora mused.

"I mean, I'm pretty sure everyone does that," Ren commented. "Seriously, even I do it and I'm basically a eunuch with how little I care about sex. I can't help it – that girl is packing. Even her own team checks her out from time to time. It's just a fact of life at this point – the sun shines, the grass grows, the sky is blue, and Blake Belladonna has a great ass."

"Guys," Pyrrha said, slightly annoyed. They quieted down, and she looked back to Jaune. "Talk to us," she pleaded. "What's the problem?"

"Oh, you want to know what the problem is?" Jaune asked. "You want to fucking know what the fucking problem is, Pyrrha? The problem is that my sister is absolutely crazy. I did this thing for her one time, and suddenly she won't leave me alone about it. Seriously, you do one favor for someone out of the kindness of your heart, and suddenly it's all she cares about. No longer am I Jaune Arc, her younger brother – no. Now, I'm Jaune Arc, her personal fucking himbo."

"Her personal what?" Pyrrha asked, confused. "Jaune, what did you do?"

"You really want to know, Pyrrha? I'll tell you – I slept with Terra."

Silence fell over the coffee shop. All of Jaune's friends exchanged a glance with each other.

"...Okay," Nora said slowly. "There's a story here… or at least, I hope there's a story here. Because the alternative is… kinda nasty."

"Oh, there's a story, alright," Jaune said. "The story is that they wanted to have a baby, and apparently I was the only suitable sperm donor. So I donated – man, did I donate. I donated right inside of Terra's cooch, you might say. And that should have been the end of it, but no – no, now Saphron is obsessed with me."

"What, like she wants to sleep with you?" Ren asked, slightly disgusted. "I mean… yeah, that's bad, but can't you talk her out of it with simple facts and logic? You know, pointing out that incest babies are abominations of nature. After all, we've all seen Game of Kings – we know what incest leads to."

"A shitty final season that nobody likes?" Nora asked.

Ren furrowed his brow. "Let's be honest, Nora – that series shit the bed long before its final season. It was starting to show cracks at least since Season Five."

"What happened in Season Five, again?"

"Hell if I know. All I remember is that it wasn't very good."

"Whatever you're talking about, I think my point's been made," Jaune argued. "And anyway, Saphron doesn't want me to fuck her, she wants me to fuck Terra."

"That's… disturbing," Pyrrha said. "I mean, for real. Are you sure she doesn't want you to fuck her?"

"How the hell should I know, Pyrrha? All I know is that she got really mad that I didn't leave Terra a twitching, ahegao'd mess by the end of it."

"Well, what the fuck happened, then?" Ren asked. "Because I've seen you in the showers – that thing you're packing ought to be more than enough for that."

"Fuck's sake, bro, size isn't everything," Jaune argued. "If you must know, I was so incredibly turned-off by the whole thing that I basically just stuck in the tip and willed myself to finish it quickly. And I did – I was basically the fastest gun in Beacon, there."

"How embarrassing," Nora said.

"The alternative was fucking my sister's wife," Jaune pointed out. "And anyway, I was specifically told that the entire point was to get her pregnant. So that's what I did – I stuck it inside her and shot my wad, purely as a favor to two people I care about who wanted to have a baby and didn't have any other option. But apparently, that wasn't good enough, because now Saphron wants me to actually go back and finish the fucking job, for reasons that are still unclear to me."

"What's the point?" Ren wondered. "Seriously. Is she just into this sort of thing?"

"Clearly, it's the principle of it," Pyrrha argued.

"What the fuck does that mean?" Jaune asked.

"Think about it," Pyrrha said. "You got off and Terra didn't. That makes you a selfish lover. The only remedy for this is for you to fuck her until she cums her brains out, the same way you did."

"Oh, please – I hardly cummed my brains out. I literally stuck it in her, thrusted once, forced myself to nut to get it over with, and then bolted because I felt super weird about it. It wasn't exactly a fun time for me, either."

"Sounds like you faked it," Nora observed.

"I'm a guy, how the hell can I fake it?" Jaune asked. "What, am I supposed to grunt like a monkey for a minute and then spit on her stomach, or something?"

"Well, generally most guys are wearing a condom when they bang, so you can just pretend like you came in the condom."

"First of all, I think she'll notice if the condom comes out completely clean. Second of all, I wasn't wearing a condom because this was very explicitly being done to get Terra pregnant."

"How'd that go, by the way?" Ren asked. "I mean, you did get her pregnant, right? Because otherwise I think you're gonna have to do it at least one more time."

Jaune froze, his eyes going wide. "...Shit, you're right," he admitted.

"No offense, Jaune, but this plan was very incredibly poorly thought-out," Pyrrha commented.

"Don't remind me," Jaune said, glum. "Well, I guess there's nothing to do now except head back to Beacon and get this shit over with."

"I mean, it's not all bad," Nora said. "It could be worse?"

"How the fuck could it possibly be worse? I'm being coerced by my sister into fucking her wife until she gets pregnant because the two of them are incredibly indecisive about the guy they want to fertilize her. How could it ever be worse than that?"

"She could be ugly."

Jaune stared at her for a moment, then reluctantly sighed. "...Alright, yeah, I guess it's a good thing she's actually pretty hot. Thanks, Nora – that definitely improves my situation a bit. Before this, it was about as bad as getting a blunt-force vasectomy without painkillers. Now, I'd say it's about as bad as that time I walked in on Goodwitch giving that one black-haired Haven girl the ride of her life."

"Wait, did that actually happen?" Ren asked, surprised.

"How the hell else do you think I managed to stay even after my transcripts were exposed? Leverage, that's how. I'm more cunning than I look."

"Why the fuck were those two even together, anyway?" Nora wondered.

"How should I know?" Jaune questioned. "Her grades are probably terrible so she needed some way to get some extra credit. Does it matter? All I know is that she was having a fucking great time, if those double-V signs she was making were any indication."

"This is a weird pairing," Pyrrha interrupted. "Can we get back to the less-weird pairings? Like the one between you and your sister-in-law, courtesy of your actual sister?"

"Damn it, I was trying to forget," Jaune said, irritated. He sighed, rising from his seat. "Alright, whatever. I guess we're doing this shit again. And possibly again even after that, until Terra finally gets her eggs fertilized. Why is it that it's so hard to get a girl pregnant when you actually want to get her pregnant, but so easy to get her pregnant when you don't want her to get pregnant?"

"Who knows, man?" Ren commented. "It's one of life's great mysteries, I guess – it's like asking where the Grimm come from, or why some people feel compelled to sleep with their family members."

"I'm not even going to tell you to shut up," Jaune deadpanned. He let out another sigh, then took off his shitty disguise.

"Let's just get this over with."

"Well, well," Saphron said when she opened the door to her dorm room. "Look who's finally come crawling back. Are you here to fuck my wife, like I kept texting you about?"

"Yes, I got the message," Jaune replied. "Really, I did – one text was enough. Two was fine for good measure, I guess. Three was pushing it. Four was superfluous. Ninety-seven was just heinous."

"Are you going to keep stalling, or are you going to get in here and make love to my wife?"

"Do you have to phrase it like that?" Jaune asked as he stepped inside and Saphron closed the door behind him.

"I can't help it," Saphron said. "It's just… so, so hot to me, that my wife is going to get pregnant with my brother's kid. It's like I'm living vicariously through you – I obviously don't have a penis of my own, but your penis is the next best thing, since we're related and all-"

"Saphron, I am fucking begging you," Jaune pleaded. "I will sit here and willingly fuck Terra in every single one of her holes if that's what it takes for you to end this train of thought right here, right now."

Saphron rolled her eyes. "How generous," she said dryly. "Unfortunately for you, Terra's other holes are off-limits. There's only one I want you to be using, and only because it's the only way to put a baby in her."

"I'm right here, you know," Terra called from her spot on the bed. "Seriously. You can all stop talking about me like I'm a piece of fuckmeat."

"Blame Saphron, not me," Jaune replied. "I'm trying to do this without making it incredibly weird."

"How's that working out for you?" Saphron asked.

Jaune just flipped her off, then approached the bed. He saw that Terra was already completely naked and ready to go. With a reluctant sigh, he began to strip down until he was in just his underwear, then climbed into bed with her.

"You don't have to make it sound like it's a fucking chore, Jaune," Saphron commented. "Seriously. We're literally asking you to sleep with an attractive older woman until you turn her into a MILF."

"You know what? I'm not going to respond to that," Jaune answered. "I could sit here and explain how this is at least seven different kinds of wrong. I could sit here and spell out what Mom and Dad would do to us if they knew this was actually happening. I could sit here and explain that this is probably a criminal offense in other, less-progressive kingdoms. Finally, I could explain that this makes me incredibly uncomfortable and that I'm only doing it because I love you both so much – in the purely platonic sense, by the way. I'm not going to do any of that because it's clear to me that it would all fall on deaf ears, mainly because you're already masturbating right now."

True to his word, Saphron's fingers were already working overtime. He wrinkled his nose in disgust, then looked anywhere but towards his sister.

"I can't help it," Saphron commented. "Pregnancy is my biggest fetish, and there's no way I can get her pregnant on my own. You're the closest I'll ever get to knocking up a girl, unless I ask Dad to do it. But that'd just be weird."

"Can we not talk about our parents right now?" Jaune begged. "Seriously. It's hard enough keeping an erection as-is, I don't need you bringing Mom and Dad into the equation and making it even harder."

"What should I talk about, then?"

"Fucking anything but that, seriously. Actually, don't talk at all – I would really prefer that you be quiet."

"If you insist, little brother," Saphron replied. "Now, hurry up and stick it in her. I'm not letting you leave until you've successfully impregnated her."

Reluctantly, Jaune did as he was told, lining himself up with Terra and inserting. Admittedly, it wasn't all bad – sex was sex, after all – but still.

"Come on, come on," he willed himself. "Just fucking go, already…!"

Thankfully, it didn't take long before he felt the pressure start to build up.

Unfortunately, Saphron had to ruin it in the way that only she knew how.

"Oh, yeah~" Saphron said to herself. "Let yourself go right inside of her, Jaune~"

And just like that, it was gone. Irritated, Jaune turned towards her. "Saph-" He paused when he saw what she was holding in her free hand. "...Saph, are you fucking recording this on your scroll?"

"Of course I am," Saphron moaned out. "I told you, this is my biggest fetish, and you're the closest I'll ever get to actually fulfilling it until Atlas creates a robo-dick or something."

"I'm pretty sure they have," Terra interjected. "I mean, unless we want to assume that Ironwood doesn't actually have iron wood, and that he's just a eunuch down there."

"Eugh… can we not talk about Ironwood right now? I'm trying to record my little brother impregnating you."

"Sorry, dear."

"Alright, this is where I draw the line," Jaune declared. He pulled out before completion, leaving Terra just lying there. Saphron looked very disappointed. "For real. It's one thing to have you goad me into fucking your wife. It's another thing to record it. It's quite another to talk about Ironwood's mechanical chode while you do it."

"Is it really a chode?" Saphron asked. "I mean, if you're going to get a robo-dick installed, you might as well make it huge."

"Don't try to change the subject," Jaune warned. "For real, Saph. I'm done."

"No, you're not. You haven't even made her a MILF yet."

"You know, I'm surprised she's okay with this."

"I'm really not, actually," Terra chimed in. "Seriously. This is just a means to an end for me. What, you think I enjoy sleeping with someone besides my wife? Nah, I'm only doing this because this is practically the only way for me to get pregnant."

"How convenient," Jaune said dryly.

"I mean, there is another way," Terra said.

Saphron perked up. "Ooh~ Do tell, honey. What did you have in mind?"

"Well, you and Jaune could-"

"Fuck no," Jaune said emphatically. "We are not going down that route. No way, no how. Between her and you, I'd rather it be you, Terra."

"Then you'd better get to work, because those are your only options," Saphron reminded him.

"And I will, just as soon as you shut the camera off."

"Okay, I'll shut the camera off. I just hope you realize that if I can't film this, then my fetish is going to go unfulfilled, and then I'm going to goad you into impregnating Terra again at some point further down the road."

Jaune grit his teeth, annoyed. "Alright, fine, record it. I mean, it's not like that's going to make this situation any worse, so fuck it. Don't say I never do anything for you, Saph."

"You're the best, little bro," Saphron said with a grin. She looked to Terra. "That's our green light, hon."

"Oh, good," Terra replied. "I guess that means that I can finally stop holding back."

"I'm sorry, what?" Jaune asked.

That was all he got to ask before Terra grabbed him and threw him on the bed, reversing their positions. She straddled him, licking her lips the entire time.

"To tell you the truth, Saphron isn't the only one with a pregnancy fetish," she said. "The way I see it, so long as you're now willing to go along with it, we might as well go all the way. Right, Saph?"

"Hold on," Saphron said, setting the camera up on a tripod that apparently came from nowhere. "Alright, now we can begin."

"Begin what…?" Jaune asked, slightly horrified.

"Well, now that you've fully agreed to it, we're going to really take it to the next level," Saphron told him as she climbed into bed. "Unless you think I was satisfied to sit this one out?"

"I mean, you seemed pretty into it-"

"Bah. We all know that isn't enough for me. So, I'm in it now. And before you ask – no, the two of us won't be doing anything together. I love you, little bro, but not like that."

"You make it so hard to tell," Jaune deadpanned. "How's this gonna work, anyway?"

"Simple," Saphron explained. "You fuck Terra. I fuck Terra. Terra fucks us both. I film the whole thing. Then you knock her up at the end for the money shot. Sound good?"

"No, actually it sounds horrible. But it's not like you're gonna let me leave until I fucking agree to it, so fuck it, I guess we're doing it."

Predictably, the two degenerates grinned like madwomen when they heard him say that. Somehow, Jaune was long past the point of caring.

I didn't intend to ever write this chapter, but when I did Saphron, a surprising amount of people began asking when I was going to do Terra, so I said fuck it, I'll give it a shot. This one turned out decently, I suppose, which is to say that I managed to have some fun with it. I at least got to throw in a The Other Guys reference, lol.

Anyway, this one really is the last of the incest chapters. No more of that, because I'm sick of it, which I assume means you're all even more sick of it. From now on, it's only going to be good, clean fun.

Next Chapter: Saturday, May 7.