They exited the office together, both looking thoroughly satisfied. Jason noticed several of his employees
watching with knowing smiles, and a few customers stared at Donna's disheveled appearance with envy.
The rest of the afternoon passed in a blur of activity. The store remained packed, registers ringing
constantly. Jason helped customers, restocked shelves, and managed his team.
Around 3:00 PM, he was walking through the outdoor and garden section when he caught Tina's eye.
She was arranging items near a large shed display—one of those prefab storage sheds that was set up
as a floor model.
Tina gave him a look—heated, hungry, desperate—and beckoned him over with a subtle gesture.
Jason glanced around. The section was busy, but the shed was positioned in a way that created a blind
spot behind it. Risky, but possible.
He walked over casually, and as soon as he was behind the shed, Tina pounced.
"I've been wet all day," she hissed, her hands already working on his belt. "Watching you walk around,
smelling your scent, hearing Donna screaming from your office. I need you. Right now."
"We could get caught," Jason warned, but he was already hard.
"I don't care," Tina breathed. She got his pants open and pulled out his cock, stroking it quickly. "Please. I
need to feel you inside me."
Jason spun her around and bent her over a display of garden tools. He flipped up her skirt and found she
wasn't wearing panties—she'd been prepared for this.
"Naughty girl," Jason murmured, positioning himself at her entrance.
He pushed inside in one smooth thrust, and Tina had to bite down on her hand to muffle her moan. Jason
gripped her hips and started fucking her hard and fast—there was no time for slow and sensual, not here,
not with customers just on the other side of the shed.
The risk of discovery made it even hotter. Jason could hear people walking past, talking, shopping,
completely unaware that he was fucking one of his employees just a few feet away.
Tina's pussy was soaking wet, gripping him tight, her body shaking with the effort of staying quiet. Jason
leaned forward and whispered in her ear, "You love this, don't you? The danger of getting caught?"
She nodded frantically, her teeth still clamped on her hand.
Jason fucked her harder, his balls slapping against her ass, the wet sounds of their coupling barely
masked by the ambient noise of the store. He felt his orgasm building quickly—the forbidden nature of the
situation pushing him toward the edge.
"I'm going to fill you," Jason growled. "Right here, right now, where anyone could see."Tina's pussy clamped down on him, and she came silently, her body convulsing, her knees nearly giving
out. Jason gripped her hips tighter and slammed deep, his cock pulsing as he pumped her full of cum.
They stayed frozen for a moment, both breathing hard, listening to make sure no one had noticed. When
it seemed clear, Jason pulled out slowly, and Tina quickly straightened her skirt.
"Thank you," she whispered, her eyes bright with satisfaction. "I needed that so badly."
They emerged from behind the shed separately, acting casual, though Jason noticed a few knowing
glances from customers who might have suspected something.
The afternoon continued. Around 6:00 PM, as the store was starting to wind down toward closing time,
Jason found himself at the customer service desk helping Selene with some paperwork.
A male customer approached with a sprinkler in his hand. "Excuse me, I just bought this, but I have some
questions about how it works."
"Of course," Jason said with a professional smile. "What would you like to know?"
The man set the sprinkler on the counter. "Well, I'm not sure about the spray pattern. And how do I set the
timer?"
Jason picked up the sprinkler and started explaining its features, pointing out the various settings and
adjustments. The customer listened intently, asking follow-up questions.
What the customer didn't know was that Selene had just dropped to her knees behind the desk.
Jason felt her hands on his belt, and he had to focus hard on keeping his voice steady as she unbuckled
it and unzipped his pants.
"So the spray pattern can be adjusted here," Jason said, pointing to a dial on the sprinkler, while Selene
pulled out his cock and immediately took it in her mouth.
The sensation was incredible—her warm, wet mouth enveloping him, her tongue swirling around his head
—but Jason kept his expression neutral and his voice professional.
"And the timer is this dial here," he continued, while Selene started bobbing her head, taking him deeper
with each stroke.
"What about water pressure?" the customer asked. "Will it work with low pressure?"
"It's designed to work with a range of pressures," Jason explained, his hand gripping the edge of the
counter as Selene deepthroated him. "The spray pattern will adjust automatically based on the pressure
available."
Selene was relentless. Her technique was expert—she knew exactly how to use her tongue, how much
suction to apply, when to take him deep and when to focus on his sensitive head. Her hands massaged
his balls while her mouth worked his shaft.
"And how far does it spray?" the customer asked.
Jason had to clear his throat before answering. "Up to thirty feet in radius, depending on pressure and
settings."
Selene increased her pace, her head bobbing faster, her mouth making wet, obscene sounds that were
barely masked by the ambient noise of the store. Jason could feel his orgasm building, his balls
tightening, but the customer kept asking questions.
"What about durability? Will it last multiple seasons?""It's made from high-impact plastic," Jason managed, his voice slightly strained. "Designed for years of
use with proper care."
Selene sensed he was close. She took him as deep as possible, her throat constricting around him, her
tongue working frantically.
"Okay, I think that answers everything," the customer said finally. "Thanks for your help!"
"No problem," Jason said, and the moment the customer turned away, he gripped the desk hard and
came.
His orgasm hit like a tidal wave, his cock pulsing in Selene's mouth, pumping rope after rope of cum down
her throat. Selene swallowed eagerly, not spilling a drop, her throat working to take everything he gave
her.
When he was finally done, she pulled off slowly, licking him clean, then tucked him back into his pants
and zipped him up.
She emerged from behind the desk with a satisfied smile, wiping the corner of her mouth. "All taken care
of, Mr. Walker."
Jason gave her a heated look. "You're going to pay for that later."
"I'm counting on it," Selene purred.
The final hour of the day passed quickly. Jessica moved between departments, helping Rachel with a
rush at the registers, assisting Hannah with a customer who had questions about organic produce, and
supporting Tina with a customer who wanted to buy the shed display.
"We had several difficult customers today," Jessica reported to Jason during a quiet moment. "But
Rachel, Selene, and Tina all handled them professionally. I only had to step in twice."
"They're doing great," Jason agreed, watching his team work with pride.
He noticed the effect his powers had on different customers throughout the day. Mothers and their
teenage daughters shopping together would both react to his scent—the mothers with barely concealed
desire, the daughters with blushing curiosity. Older women became flirtatious and giggly. Younger women
became bold and forward.
The registers rang constantly, a symphony of commerce that was music to Jason's ears.
At exactly 7:00 PM, Jessica made an announcement over the PA system: "Attention shoppers, the store
will be closing in five minutes. Please bring your final selections to the registers. Thank you for shopping
with us today."
The last customers trickled out, many of them promising to return tomorrow. The doors were locked, and
the staff began their closing duties.
Rachel counted her register, her eyes widening at the total. Hannah straightened the grocery section,
restocking items that had been picked up and put back in the wrong place. Tina organized the hardware
displays. Selene filed paperwork at customer service.
Jason pulled up his system interface, curious to see the results of their first official day.
A translucent screen appeared in his vision, visible only to him:
DAILY REPORT - DAY 1
Total Sales: $47,832Store Hours: 7:30 AM - 7:00 PM, Monday through Friday
Closed: Saturday & Sunday
Customer Satisfaction: 98%
Employee Satisfaction: 100%
Pregnancies Initiated: 6 (Jessica, Rachel, Hannah, Tina, Selene, Donna Riddan)
Store Expansion Available: Locked (Reach $75,000 weekly sales to unlock)
Jason smiled at the numbers. Nearly fifty thousand dollars in a single day was incredible, especially for a
store that had just opened. At this rate, they'd hit the weekly goal easily.
When the closing duties were complete, all five women gathered around Jason near the front of the store.
The energy was electric—excitement, satisfaction, and barely contained desire.
"We did it!" Rachel exclaimed, bouncing on her toes. "That was amazing!"
"The registers were ringing all day," Hannah added. "I've never seen anything like it."
"We had so many customers," Tina said. "And they all seemed so happy to be here."
"Even the difficult ones ended up satisfied," Selene said with a knowing smile.
Jessica wrapped her arm around Jason's waist. "You were incredible today. The way you handled
everything, the way you helped customers, the way you..." She trailed off with a meaningful look.
The other girls giggled, and Rachel said, "We heard Donna screaming from your office. The whole store
heard her."
"She was very... vocal," Jason admitted with a grin.
"She was screaming about being your cum dump," Tina said, laughing. "And begging you to put a baby in
her."
"Which you definitely did," Hannah added. "She could barely walk when she left."
"Speaking of Donna," Jason said, "she mentioned her daughter Kiana might want to work here. She's
eighteen, just graduated high school."
Rachel's eyes lit up immediately. "Perfect! We have three unused registers. We could really use another
cashier to help clear the lines. I had to call Jessica over twice today during my breaks."
"I don't mind helping," Jessica said, "but having dedicated coverage would be better."
"Then it's settled," Jason said. "I'll interview Kiana tomorrow if she comes in."
"Interview," Tina said with air quotes, and the girls burst into laughter.
"I'm sure it will be a very thorough interview," Selene added with a wink.
Jason chuckled. "You all did amazing work today. Jessica, Rachel—you both went above and beyond.
How about I give you foot rubs tonight as a reward?"
The other girls immediately started teasing them.
"Foot rubs," Hannah said with exaggerated innocence. "Is that what we're calling it now?""I'm sure it will start with feet," Tina said, "and end with something else entirely."
Rachel blushed but smiled. "I'll take whatever reward Mr. Walker wants to give me."
"Same," Jessica agreed.
As the playful banter continued, something suddenly occurred to Jason. In all the chaos and pleasure of
the past day and a half, he'd never asked a basic question.
"Wait," he said, and the girls quieted down. "I just realized something. I don't know any of your last
names."
There was a moment of silence.
Then all five women burst out laughing.
Jason stood there, confused, waiting for them to explain. They laughed for a full minute, clutching their
sides, tears streaming from their eyes.
"What's so funny?" Jason finally asked.
They slowly calmed down, still giggling, and Tina wiped her eyes. "Oh my god, that's perfect. You were
supposed to receive system prompts about that."
"System prompts?" Jason asked.
"We don't have last names," Jessica explained, still smiling. "None of us do. We're supposed to receive
them from you."
"The system should have told you," Selene added. "It's part of your role as our partner. You're supposed
to give us our names."
Jason pulled up his system interface and scrolled through the notifications. Sure enough, there was a
prompt he'd missed in all the excitement:
NEW TASK: Name Your Partners
Your five partners currently have no surnames. As their chosen partner and the father of their future
children, you have the honor and responsibility of giving them family names. These names will become
their legal identities in Gerra.
"Huh," Jason said. "I completely missed that."
"We figured," Rachel said with a grin. "But it's okay. We've waited five years. We can wait a little longer."
"Five years?" Jason asked, picking up on something in her tone.
The mood shifted slightly, becoming more serious but still warm. The girls exchanged glances, and
Jessica took Jason's hand.
"We should tell you our story," she said softly. "The whole story of how we got here."
They moved to the seating area near the front of the store—a small section with benches where
customers could rest. The girls gathered around Jason, and Jessica began.
"Five years ago, we were five thirteen-year-old orphans," she said. "We all lived in the same orphanage,
and we were best friends. One evening, we snuck out to play at a park playground. We stayed too late,
until after dark.""We were on the swings," Rachel continued, "laughing and talking about stupid teenage stuff. And then
suddenly, everything stopped."
"Stopped?" Jason asked.
"Time froze," Tina said. "Everything around us—the trees, the wind, a bird in mid-flight—it all just stopped.
Except us. We could still move."
"We were terrified," Hannah admitted. "We thought we'd broken reality or something."
"And then he appeared," Selene said. "A man—or something that looked like a man. He was standing in
front of the swings, and he was the only other thing moving."
"He didn't tell us his name," Jessica said. "But based on what you've told us about Mercurio, we think it
was him. The god of commerce."
Jason nodded slowly, listening intently.
"He offered us an opportunity," Rachel said. "He told us we could live the happiest of lives in a place
called Gerra. He made us promises."
"What kind of promises?" Jason asked.
"That we would be well fed," Tina said. "Always have enough to eat, never go hungry like we sometimes
did at the orphanage."
"That we would be loved and cherished," Hannah added. "That someone would care for us the way we'd
always wanted."
"That we would be treated fairly," Selene said. "With respect and kindness."
"And that we would experience the greatest honor on Gerra for women," Jessica finished. "Bearing
children."
"He explained that Gerra has a massive gender imbalance," Rachel said. "One male for every six females
worldwide. Because of this, women bearing children is considered the highest honor in their culture."
"We were thirteen," Tina said with a laugh. "Young and naive and honestly kind of stupid. We thought it
sounded fucking fantastic."
"We didn't really believe it was real," Hannah admitted. "We thought maybe we were having a shared
dream or hallucination."
"But we agreed anyway," Selene said. "Because what did we have to lose? We were orphans with no
family, no prospects, no future."
"The moment we agreed, he disappeared," Jessica said. "And time started moving again. The bird flew
away, the wind blew, everything was normal."
"We talked about it constantly," Rachel said. "Trying to figure out if it had really happened or if we'd all
imagined it together."
"Five years passed," Tina said. "We aged out of the orphanage, all of us turning eighteen within a few
months of each other."
"And then, one week before you arrived," Hannah said, "we all received system prompts simultaneously."
"The prompts told us exactly what to do," Selene explained. "Go to a specific location in this city. We'd
find a building—this building. We were to prepare it, stock it, and wait for our partner.""The timing was perfect," Jessica said. "We had just aged out of the orphanage that same week. We had
nowhere to go, no plans, no money."
"So we took the leap of faith," Rachel said. "We followed the instructions. We found this building, and it
was exactly as described—fully stocked, ready to open, with living quarters upstairs."
"We prepared everything," Tina said. "Made sure every department was perfect. And we waited."
"And then you appeared," Hannah said, smiling at Jason. "And we knew it was all real. Everything he
promised us five years ago was coming true."
"Now we understand," Selene said. "This is our purpose. This is what we were meant for."
Jason was moved by their story. These women had been waiting for him, preparing for him, for five years.
They'd taken a leap of faith as children, and now as adults, they were seeing that faith rewarded.
"I promise," Jason said seriously, looking at each of them in turn, "I will take care of all of you. I will make
sure you're happy, satisfied, and loved. You took a chance on this, and I won't let you down."
The girls crowded around him, their affection and adoration palpable. They kissed him, touched him,
pressed against him.