THE PROFESSOR'S DIRTY CLAIM
That night, in the private chambers Prime had assigned them, the real Damian’s plan finally revealed itself.
They lay tangled on the bed, Prime’s cum still leaking from Alex’s hole, the child humming contentedly between them. Damian’s hand rested on the swollen belly, fingers tracing gentle circles.
“The clone wants destruction,” Damian whispered, voice barely audible. “Not just control. He plans to detonate the remaining Apex core reactors. Wipe out half the city to ‘purify’ it. Start fresh with the clones as the new humanity. It’s his idea. His endgame.”
Alex’s eyes widened.