Ollie and Dinah queen had lived in their one room cabin in the middle of nowhere since they were 20 and ran into away for the stupid city so they could have as money children as they wanted to without the stupid law stopping them. Without even realizing it they had become the stereotypical redneck family. Now they were both 40 and were almost at 25 children. 

"Ollie! Come o'er here." Yelled Dinah. "Number 25 is comin'!"

"But Dinah. Dis is three weeks early."

"I knows dat. I'm strong from havin all o' these kids."

"Do yous need help?"

"No Ollie, I's got dis.  Besides haven a baby is fun.  Why don't yous go and teach some of theses irresponsible daughters wat a man is like."

"Ok honey. You are the smartest gurl I know."

And with that, Ollie left his wife while she was in labour to have his way with his daughters. He was known among his children for being great in bed. But since they couldn't afford beds, all the kids normally just had sex until they passed out. Ollie himself had a total of 37 kids within the twenty years since he left the horrid city. Much to his dismay however, all of his daughters they were capable of having sex were pregnant. This left him but to do the one he hated most of all talking in his life. Talking with his wife. He honestly hated everything about her. He hated her long blond hair because it reminded him of those city girls that wore those slutty outfits but demanded that he used a condom. To get rid of this fault he often had sex with her in the dirt since it would often get stuck in her hair and they only bathed once a year. He also hated her strength. Dinah was known in the city for her strength so once they moved to the country he used bondage to make her image she was weak and eventually she believed herself to be weaker then their first 10 kids. Worst of all however was her voice. It wasn't that she talked a lot. The problem was she was loud. During their many nights of pleasure, she would scream so loud that he couldn't help but cover his ears. With his lack of intelligence he could find a solution. 

"Hey honey. How gos da baby." Asked Ollie

"It's fine Ollie." Said Dinah rather calmly for a girl in labour. 

"Do yous wanna talk?"

"Uhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!" Yelled Dinah "Sorry, that's da baby. So I'll talk wit you."

"I's was tinkng about the city."

"What about dat bad place."

"I kinda wanna go there again."

"No ya don't.  Doncha remember why wes left?  Everyone told us we couldn't have more than 10 kids. Plus they said it would be some thing stupid like child abuse if you had sex wit my darlings.  You've already made dem into fine gong mothers.  How about I go and talk some sense into you."

"Ok. But take some of the kids wit you. I can't take care of all o dem."

"I'll take 5 and tell you about it. Now can you leave. I want to enjoy the last hour of pleasure dis baby gives me before he comes out fully."

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