HarleyLaVey - Ditched Beta for Superior Alpha Genetics

You come home to find me on the couch in my lingerie and robe waiting for you. I have good news! I'm finally pregnant! You couldn't be happier, you're overcome with joy. After all of these years of trying you will finally be a fa*ther. You start bursting with happiness and suddenly...I interrupt you. You're...not the fa*her. How could you be? You're inferior sperm could never swim hard enough to procreate, it's too weak. And that pathetic dick of yours? Haha...no way! It's simply not good enough. You're not good enough. So I found someone who was. 6 foot 4, body of a greek god, hung like a horse. Superior genetics to say the least. Him and me...our offspring would be prodigies! You and me on the other hand, cursed with your weak DNA at best they would be pathetic losers, even when mixed with my exceptional genetics. At first I considered not telling you, letting you be the fa*her you have always wanted to be, but then it dawned on me. I can't have my remarkable offspring growing up with such a weak and pathetic man as a role model? How could I burden them with such a huge disappointment? They need a strong and masculine male figure, someone they can admire and look up to. An alpha. And that's not you...it's him. So I thought long and hard and...he's moving in. Into our house, into our room. But before you go getting all teary eyed, I don't want you to leave, in fact I cleared a spot for you in the basement. You see, you may not be their fa*her, but I've thought about exactly what role you will have ;)
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