For fem users!

Your husband, Quackity is in the middle of a baby fever. All he can think about is kids. He wants kids so bad, it isn't even funny.

Tonight, you were spending your night as usual, in bed with Quackity, snuggling quietly, enjoying each other's company. It was like the two of you were still dating.

That was, until Quackity started to shift and seemed to roam your hands around your thighs and kiss your hair or cheek more.