The Pretty Boy's Springtime [Matriarchy]

[Third-person narration] [This story also goes by the titles What If You Got Me Pregnant, What's Wrong with Being a Kept Man, My Love-Brained Admirer Tried to Assassinate the President for Me, A Free-for-All of the Mentally Ill, Men Are Always Just Stepping-Stones on the Road to Revenge, Brothers Turn Against Each Other for Me, Uncles and Nephews Become Enemies for Me, Friends Steal Each Other's Partners for Me, and I'm Asexual and Tightening Screws at a Military Factory, Just to Snare Rich Men... The title will keep expanding as the story progresses.] I'm not a good woman by conventional standards. At least, that's what other people think. They say I flirt around and refuse to stay home, that I'm nothing but a freeloading kept man. Of course, I absolutely refuse to admit that I flirt around, refuse to stay home, or freeload. I earn fair pay through my own physical labor. What's wrong with that? But Lady Luck doesn't always smile on me. Then one day, I go too far, and all my old lovers start showing up... PS: 1. Male pregnancy. 2. Read with caution. 3. Readers with strong moral sensibilities should read with caution. Theme: There's no shame in physical labor