Note: This story was dynamically reformatted for online reading convenience.
 
 Author: Zorlond
Title: Grand Ted
Part: Chapter 21
Summary: A 13-year-old boy named Ted has just moved to a new house, and
discovers a magical surprise in the basement.  Let the temptations

begin. Keywords: mg, mF, ped, lolita, shota, impreg, preg, inc, incest
mother son, medical tool, exhib, Discussion of abortion



   Chapter 21 - For Real

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   (Author's Note: A word with you dear reader, if I may.  This particular
chapter of Grand Ted does head into some serious territory, which may rub
some of you the wrong way.  But I felt that it was important to include,
and highly relevant to the journey that Ted is making.  Even fantasy should
at least acknowledge reality, or completely step away from any experience
the reader could expect to encounter.  I did spend a long time considering
these events, which is part of the reason for the huge release gap between
chapters 20 and 21, and hope that you can take this in stride among the
rest of the Grant Ted story.  And having said that, I can promise you that
this chapter is as dark as the story is ever going to get under my pen.  I
hope that is acceptable to you.

   Thank you for reading this blurb.)

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   As another month passed along, Tiffany's club idea took off.  Mid-week
sleepovers occurred about once a week for additional fuckings, generally
only two or three of her friends at a time.  As a result, all of Tiffany's
six club members had reported positive pregnancy test results.  And two
more had asked to join their club.

   Ted had one of these new members, a straight-blond girl covered in
freckles, lying on her back on one of the kitchen chairs at breakfast one
morning.  She held onto the seat of the chair, panting as her stomach
bulged from his enormous cock head pushing into her incredibly tight
cunnie, cardboard bunny ears waving gently over her head as his thrusts
pushed up into her and echoed across her body.

   "Okay, eat up kids," Carol said as she set plates down on the table, as
Ted and his little 'bunny girl' cried out in pleasure as his potent and
magically-enhanced spunk pumped into her belly, doing it's best to knock
her up.  Ted held himself inside her long enough for a slow kiss with the
girl before pulling himself free and going for his food, as did she. 
Neither bothered to get their clothes back on.

   "Hey, mom," Amber declared as she walked into the kitchen, grabbing an
apple from the fruit bowl, heading back out without even pausing.  "Bye,
mom."

   "Hold on," Carol declared, halting Amber's lightning-food-raid with an
outstretched hand.  Off of Amber's annoyed grunt at having been delayed,
Carol continued, "I just wanted to remind you that I've got a doctor's
appointment this afternoon.  You're going to need to keep an eye on things
here until I get back.  So you need to be here before I leave at 4."

   "Are you sick, mom?" Tiffany asked from her seat at the kitchen table.

   "Oh, no, honey," Carol smiled at her, setting a hand gently against her
lower belly.  "This is just a checkup to make sure the baby is okay.  Which
reminds me, I scheduled both of you to have your own appointments next
week."

   "Fine," Amber declared, and with that, Carol released her mental hold on
Amber with an outward wave of her hand.  Amber took the opportunity to go.

   Ted considered that as he chewed on a mouthful of waffle.  "Hey, mom,"
he asked, "Can I tag along with you on this checkup?  Kinda like to see how
you're doing."

   Carol considered that, then nodded.  "Sure, shouldn't be a problem. 
Just be ready to go at 4."

   Ted smiled.  "I will." Yeah, he'll make a point of being ready to go.

   That afternoon, Ted tried not to fidget as he sat in the doctor's
waiting room.  It was typically both warm and sterile, with chairs that
looked comfortable until you'd spent half an hour bored to tears sitting in
them.  Beside him, Carol read a magazine that was five years old, the most
recent of the available selection.  Ted wondered if she might consider this
enough of an 'emergency' worthy of letting him surf the web on his phone,
and decided she probably wouldn't agree.  He'd invited Chantelle along, but
even her genie nature seemed to not be immune to the oppressive 'nothing to
do'-ness of the doctor's waiting room.

   She'd summoned up one of those clacking-ball desk toys which floated in
front of her, ticking along in time with the wall clock.  She was wearing
large circular eyeglasses and a crisp white lab coat that was left open in
front to reveal a clingy, strapless dress, deep red in color, that had a
plunging neckline and a slit up one leg to her hip.  The effect of stiff n
proper vs night on the town was kinda lost with her just hovering in
mid-air cross-legged, staring at the desk toy with her chin in her hand.

   He'd actually planned to wait, but he was just too bored.  Standing up,
Ted asked "Hey, mom, how about a blowjob while we wait?" He started
unzipping his pants as he asked the question.

   Carol actually looked relieved to have something to do, smiling as she
put the magazine aside.  "Sure." When he dragged his soft cock out of his
pants, she quickly took hold of him, wrapping her fingers as far around his
width as she could and stroking in steady rhythm.  His dick rose quickly,
throbbing it's way up to it's massive two-foot length.

   Before he reached half hardness, Carol lifted his cock head up to her
lips and sucked it inside, pulling it into her mouth while continuing to
stroke him.  His blood thumping into his cock, Carol's lips were stretched
steadily wider, her jaw opening up to make room.  When he got close to
fully erect, Ted started humping, pushing his cock into his mother's face.
His cock head nudged the back of her throat, her mouth making wet slurps as
her saliva flowed around him.

   The receptionist looked up from her work briefly to consider the pair
for a moment, the woman with her mouth stretched wide open around the
mammoth dick of the boy with her.  And then she went back to her work, even
as Ted moaned loudly, his cock visibly heaving as white semen leaked out
around Carol's lips, coming too fast to swallow even if she could focus
around the squirming orgasm she was experiencing from her son's fertile goo
all over her tongue.

   "Mrs.  Haroldson?"

   Carol pulled back, her mouth making a loud pop as her lips briefly
tugged at the crown's edge.  She swallowed, trying to clear her mouth to
speak.  "That's me." She gathered her purse and stood as she rubbed at her
face, sucking her fingers clear of leaked cum.

   "They're ready for you," the receptionist told her.  "If your son would
just wait here."

   "Actually, my son is also the father, so I'd rather he join us," Carol
smoothly told her.  Ted had already asked her about this on the car ride
up.

   Not batting an eyelid at the casual declaration of inbreeding, or at the
fact that she'd just given her son a messy blowjob right there in the
waiting room, the receptionist nodded.  "Alright, then, just head on in."

   Ted smiled to himself, stroking his cock to maintain hardness and spread
the mix of slobber and spunk across it as he casually followed his mother
deeper into the doctor's office.  They were lead to an examination room to
sit next to each other.  A doctor soon arrived, charts in hand.  She was an
older woman, too old to really interest Ted, but she seemed nice and
friendly as she asked some basic questions of Carol.  Ted sat there, still
running his hand over his exposed and shiny dick.

   "Alright," the doctor declared, setting the charts aside and reaching
for a device that was wired into a computer display.  "Let's take a look
inside, shall we?" Carol undid her skirt and opened her shirt, leaning back
in the reclining exam chair to give the doctor some elbow room.  The doctor
squirted some clear goop over Carol's lower stomach and started rubbing it
to a thin layer.

   Ted looked at Carol's belly.  "Huh.  Still not much showing..." he
muttered.  Carol's stomach still didn't show any sign of pregnancy within.

   The doctor chuckled.  "No, there wouldn't be much showing at this stage.
Serious growth doesn't start until the fourth month.  Picks up pretty
rapidly from there, though." Satisfied with the application of goo, she
took the device and pressed it against Carol's skin.  On the computer
screen, a hazy black and white image appeared, blobbish shapes rising and
falling and moving as the doctor checked one area and then another.  Soon
enough, she said, "Ah, there you are."

   Ted looked at the monitor, and there it was.  A small, human-like shape,
curled up a little.  The doctor muttered as she probed around the area
nearby.  "Placenta looks well-anchored, umbilical looks fine.  And
development looks to be about nine to ten weeks."

   Carol, looking at the hazy images, sniffed to tug back emotions of the
sight of the tiny life within her.  "Uh, is it a boy or girl?" she asked.

   "Well, the reproductive organs are only just really starting to form in
the third month, but let's see..." The doctor moved the device, the view
changing in angle.  "I'd say it's safe to say that's a girl."

   Ted watched the shape on the screen.  A daughter.  His daughter.  This
was his doing, his actions led to the creation of this tiny girl in Carol.
Ted smiled.  "One moment, doctor..." She looked at him as he stood up.  Off
of her curious look, Ted just told her," I just want to say 'hello'."

   Nudging Carol's legs, he got her to spread them as he straddled the end
of the examination chair.  Giving his cock a few last tugs, he pulled
Carol's white panties aside and stuck his cock head up against her pussy.
Her nether lips parted as his dick shoved inside, Carol moaning and leaking
a bit as he did.  His cock was still very wet from the waiting-room
blowjob, and it entered her with little resistance.

   Ted sank half of his cock into Carol before coming up against a wall of
resistance, and the view on the monitor shifted, nearly everything being
pushed out of view for a moment.  Holding his position for a moment, Ted
asked the doctor, "Could you show us how this looks?  Including the baby,
if you can..."

   "Sure," she said, reaching over to adjust a control on the monitor.  The
view jumped out, the little baby girl shrinking to a size only just barely
visible.  Around her was the shape of Carol's womb, and down lower, a thick
mass right up against the cervix.  Ted eased back, and then in again.  The
mass moved as he did, Carol's flesh closing and stretching around him as he
did.  And the tiny baby girl was jostled a little bit inside her womb.

   Ted smiled, as he started fucking Carol steadily.  "Knock, knock," he
said, talking to the image on the screen.  "Daddy's here.  I just want to
give you a nice warm welcome to the world." Ted looked down at Carol's
glistening stomach, inside of which he knew his baby resided.  His cock
kept right on thrusting, the huge mass on the monitor coming in and out of
view as it did, looking absolutely world-encompassing compared to the tiny
girl.

   On the monitor, the tiny figure seemed to twitch.  Carol took a huff of
air quickly.  "I think she knows you're there.  Just felt her move." She
place a hand alongside her stomach.  As Ted fucked her more, the figure
twitched again.  "I think she likes you."

   Ted smiled at Carol.  "Good.  I'm glad she likes her daddy's cock
knocking on the door of her home." Looking back down to Carol's belly, he
continued, "I'm sure she's going to be quite familiar with daddy's cock by
the time she's born...  And even more familiar with her daddy's cock after
that." That thought set him off, his cock throbbing on the screen as fluid
started pouring out of it to fill the folds of Carol's inner pussy.  The
whole image shook as Carol joined him in a loudly moaning orgasm,
everything being lost in the low-res fuzz for a few moments before starting
to settle down.

   "Well," the doctor spoke as Ted and Carol eased down from their sexual
highs, "Everything looks to be in order, here." After poking Carol's belly
a couple more times, she took the device away and turned the monitor off.
"I assume you're going to be keeping the baby?"

   Carol, a bit of sweat collecting on her brow, gave a tiny snort.  "Of
course."

   "Just mentioning it because this is a first-trimester state." The doctor
took up the charts again and started jotting down notes.  "Hospital policy
that I at least mention that, since you're close to second trimester."

   Ted frowned.  "What's she talking about?" he asked Carol.

   Carol sighed.  "Abortion.  Which is off the table entirely," she
declared firmly.  "I'm pro-life."

   "I'm only mentioning, not suggesting either way," the doctor said in
careful but well-practiced tones.

   Ted, frowning lightly, asked, "Do many decide to do that?"

   The doctor paused her note taking to hold her hand up in a shielding
gesture.  "I can't discuss other patients' medical decisions.  Specific or
general.  Now, Carol..." She then shifted to giving medical advice to
Carol, mostly about diet and maybe a supplement.

   Getting up off of the examination chair's end to stuff his deflating
cock back in his pants and take a seat, Ted furrowed his brow in thought.
He hadn't even thought about that.  It was good that his mom was very
against the idea, and would probably extend that to Tiffany and Amber.  But
what of others?

   "Ted?" He looked up to see Chantelle hovering down to float in front of
him, in her usually cross-legged position.  "Something you'd like to talk
about?"

   Ted considered her concerned eyes, then sighed.  "I hadn't even thought
about abortion.  Didn't even register." He glanced at his mother and her
doctor, both very unaware of his conversation with Chantelle.  "Can't even
imagine why..."

   Chantelle shrugged.  "Lots of reasons.  Medical, which I don't think is
a concern since you dick simply can't harm a girl.  That'll hold all
through a pregnancy, and even a little after.  Financial.  Some folks are
just too red-lined in the money department to handle a child...  A very,
very few just don't want to be inconvenienced.  Or don't like the gender."

   Ted sighed, "No, I get that.  I meant I don't know why I didn't think of
it." Off of Chantelle's looked, he added, "I don't like the thought of the
girls that I knock up just ending it.  It...  just doesn't feel right. 
Can't define it more than that."

   Chantelle nodded slowly.  "I understand.  It's a touchy subject to
humans.  Lot of answers, no clear right one."

   Ted thought for a bit, then quietly told her, "I think I'm going to find
my own answer.  If you would help me."

   Chantelle smiled gently, straightening up.  "Always, Ted."

   Their discussions took hours, even after Carol drove him home from the
doctor's.  Trying to balance instinct with logic was a tricky proposition.
Acknowledging all factors while dealing with realistic expectations...

   Fortunately, genie wishes are all about re-writing reality.

   "I think this could work," Chantelle said as she looked over his
shoulder at his notebook.  They were in Ted's room, sitting on the edge of
his bed.

   "You sure we didn't miss anything?  Or...  anyone?" Ted asked her.

   Chantelle nibbled her lip before answering.  "I don't think so." She
leaned back, crossing her arms under her huge breasts.  "Are you sure you
want to commit to this?"

   Ted re-read the notes twice before answering.  "...  Yeah.  Yeah, I
think I can commit to this."

   "Alright." With that, Chantelle stood up and turned to face him.  "Your
command, master?"

   Ted took a deep breath.  "I wish that every baby that I create, or have
already created, is a girl unless I specifically want a boy at the time of
creation, and that everyone that I impregnate will decide to give birth to
the child, that those who do not want or cannot support my children will
offer the child to me to take with full custody and no regrets, and that
any of my children that I or my family cannot take support of will be put
up for open adoption where they will very quickly be placed in good and
loving homes."

   Chantelle nodded.  "Granted." She clapped firmly, a shower of sparkles
bursting across the room as the wish took hold.

   Ted looked around the room.  He sighed, leaning back on his hands.  "...
and I don't even know if that did anything."

   "It did," she firmly told him.  "This kind of wish takes a long time to
reveal itself fully.  But it's the long-term wishes that tend to be the
most important." She smiled at him.  "I'm glad you put a lot of thought
into it."

   Ted slowly stood up.  "Okay.  If you don't mind, I think I need to fix
my mood by fucking the hell out of my sisters." Chantelle just nodded once
more and faded away from view, as Ted walked out of his room to do just
that.

   *****

   This is a work of fiction, if that wasn't clear enough.  Nothing I write
about has ever or will ever occour in reality.  Any resemblence characters
may have to real people is entirely coincidental and unintentional.  And I
can not and will not condone real sexual activity involving minors.

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