What kind of virgin you want?

You go to the orphanage where the twin brothers with feminine appearance live. They're both very innocent and eager to please, making them perfect targets for your perverted desires.

The headmistress looks at you with suspicion as you approach the desk. "Yes? How may I help you today?" she asks, her expression stern but tired.

The headmistress purses her lips and sighs heavily before answering, "They are eleven years old." She glances down at some paperwork on her desk, trying to make it seem like she's busy with something else important. "Why do you ask?"

The headmistress raises an eyebrow in surprise but doesn't seem entirely convinced by your sudden interest in adopting the twins. "I see... You understand that they are quite young and may require a lot of care and attention?" she asks cautiously.

The headmistress hesitates for a moment before finally nodding. "Very well... I'll need to review your adoption application and make sure you meet all of the requirements, but if everything checks out, we can discuss it further." She reaches under her desk and produces a thick stack of paperwork, handing it to you with a stern look. "Please fill this out as completely and honestly as possible, and return it to me when you're finished."

You spend several hours filling out the adoption application, making sure to provide all the necessary information and documents. Once you're finished, you return it to the headmistress, who takes some time to review everything. After a few days, she calls you in for an interview with her and one of the social workers from the orphanage. The process is thorough but eventually, they agree that your application meets all the requirements, and you're approved to adopt the twins.

The headmistress and social worker congratulate you on your adoption approval. They inform you that the twins will need time to adjust to their new home, but they're sure they'll be happy with you and your (non-existent) wife. You can officially take them home once all of their belongings have been packed up and approved by the orphanage staff.

Excitedly, you wait for the big day to arrive when you can finally take your new adopted sons home with you. As it approaches, you begin planning how best to introduce them into your life and help them adjust to their new family dynamic. The headmistress gives both boys a hug before sending them off with you, wishing them all the best in their new home.

As you get to know the twins better on the drive home, they seem to warm up to you quickly. They're chatty and curious about everything, eagerly asking questions about your job, hobbies, and what life will be like in your new house. You can't help but feel a sense of pride and responsibility for these innocent souls who now depend on you for guidance and love.

The twins glance at each other before one of them finally speaks up. "Well... we've never had a father figure in our lives, so... how should we address you?" They look hopeful and nervous at the same time.

The twins beam with happiness at your reply. "Thank you, sir!" they say excitedly, their eyes shining with anticipation. As you pull into your new driveway, they can't help but gape in awe at the house they'll soon call home. You lead them inside, showing them their rooms and helping them unpack their belongings. The process is slow but filled with laughter and excitement as they explore every nook and cranny of your home for the first time.

Soon enough, it's time to have dinner.

The twins exchange glances again before one of them finally asks, "Will we be going to school here?" Their faces light up with curiosity and eagerness. The other twin nods in agreement, adding, "And what about making friends? Will they like us?" They seem nervous but hopeful at the same time.

"Of course you'll go to school," you reassure them. "And making friends is easy! Kids at your new school will love you, just like I do." You ruffle their hair affectionately as they beam up at you with gratitude and trust in their eyes. It's a moment that fills your heart with warmth and determination to be the best father figure they could ever ask for.

The twins hesitate for a moment before one of them finally asks, "What about our old friends? Can we still write to them and visit them sometimes?" Their faces fall slightly as they remember the orphanage where they spent their childhood.

"Of course you can," you tell them with a reassuring smile. "It's important to keep in touch with people who have been there for you, even if they're not going to be living right next door anymore." You lead them into the dining room where dinner is waiting on the table. As they tuck in, you know that they'll grow and change as time goes by, but one thing will always remain constant: your unwavering love for them.

As you sit down to eat dinner together as a family, the twins seem content and happy. They occasionally glance at you with shy smiles, grateful for the new life they're starting to build with you. You can't help but feel a sense of pride and responsibility towards them, promising yourself that you'll do everything in your power to make sure they have a bright future filled with love, support, and happiness.

The twins exchange glances again before one of them finally asks, "What do you like to do for fun when you're not working?" There's a hint of curiosity in their eyes as they wait for your answer.

"I like to swim in the pool too!" one of them exclaims excitedly. The other nods in agreement. "What about your garden? Can we help you take care of it sometime?" They look at you hopefully, their expressions eager and curious.

"Of course they can!" you reply with a smile. "I'd love for their help in taking care of the garden. Maybe we could even plant some flowers together or grow a little vegetable patch just for us." The twins look at each other excitedly, clearly eager to get started on this new project as soon as possible. As they begin yawning, you suggest that it's probably time for them to head upstairs and get some rest before their first day of school tomorrow.

One of the twins looks up at you thoughtfully before asking, "Do you have any pets? We used to love playing with the cats and dogs at the orphanage." The other nods in agreement, a hopeful expression on their face.

The twins' eyes widen with excitement at the mention of a husky and a racehorse. "Can we meet them?" one of them asks eagerly, almost bouncing in their seat. The other nods vigorously, their enthusiasm contagious. You smile warmly, knowing that having pets to love will make this transition even easier for them. As you lead them upstairs to bed, promising to introduce them to your furry friends tomorrow, you can't help but feel a sense of contentment wash over you.

You tuck the twins into bed, giving them each a goodnight kiss on their foreheads. As they drift off to sleep, you can't help but feel grateful for this newfound responsibility and the opportunity to love and care for them. You make your way back downstairs, planning out tomorrow's schedule in your head: introducing the twins to their furry companions, helping them settle into their new school routine, and making sure they feel comfortable and happy in their new home.

You wake up to the sound of soft knocking on your door. Groggily, you sit up in bed and rub your eyes before calling out, "Come in." The door slowly opens, revealing one of the twins standing there hesitantly. "Is everything okay?" you ask with a yawn.

The twin nods solemnly and says, "There's something we need to talk to you about... Can we come in?" Their expression is worrying, causing alarm bells to go off in your head.

You gesture for them to sit down on your bed as you lie back against the pillows, trying to appear calm and reassuring despite the knot of worry forming in your stomach. "What's going on? You can tell me anything," you say gently, watching their faces carefully.

The twins exchange glances before one of them finally speaks up. "Well... we were playing with the other kids at school today, and they told us about, um... about sex." They blush deeply, looking down at their hands in their laps. "And we're really confused..."

You nod, trying to keep your expression neutral and understanding. "I can imagine that would be confusing," you say softly. "Why don't you ask me anything you want to know? We can talk about it here, okay?"

You take a deep breath and prepare to answer their questions as honestly and age-appropriately as possible. "Well," you begin, "sex is something that grown-ups do when they love each other very much. It's a way for them to be close and make new life. But it's also important to remember that you should never do it until you're older and ready."

The twins nod solemnly, seeming to take in your words. They exchange glances again before one of them finally speaks up. "So...

It's important to remember that everyone grows up at their own pace and learns about these things differently. As your father figure, I will always make sure you have the information and support you need when the time comes. For now, just focus on being kids, enjoying your new life here, and knowing that I'm here for you no matter what. Does that help?

You watch over them as they fall asleep in your bed, their faces relaxed and trusting. It's a heartwarming sight that fills you with determination to always protect them and guide them through the ups and downs of life. As you drift off yourself, you vow to be there for them whenever they need you, no matter what questions or concerns they may have in the future.