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“Get the hell out of my house!” Mother shouted, pointing to the door.

It was at that moment that Rose blinked and shook her head. The realization of the words that came out of her mouth seemed to only just hit her. She had been so focused on “winning” the argument, that she really hadn’t even considered the ramifications of her own words. Whether they were truth or lies, they were cruel words, and even Rose knew it.

“Morgan, I’m sor-“

“Out!!!”

Rose closed her eyes, tears still running down her cheeks, but she didn’t say another word. She gave a single tight nod and then left the room. As she walked by mom, she stopped like she wanted to say something, but decided against it. When she reached the door, she stopped one last time.

“I’ll pack my bags and be out by tonight,” Rose spoke without looking back.

Once Rose left, the silence in the room was deafening. My two sisters spread their looks between me and mom. The two of us wouldn’t look each other in the eye. Mom’s face wore open guilt. I had no clue what expression I currently wore, but I knew it wasn’t a flattering one.

“Is it true?” The voice came out from a corner of the room, it was Madison’s voice, very strained and light. “Are you two… is Clyburn the father?”

Mom looked down, unable to answer. No matter what I said, this was an admission of guilt so plain that I couldn’t convince my sisters either way. Hannah suddenly stood up and stomped out of the room. She moved in a bristly manner.

“Honey, I-“ Mom tried to intercept Hannah, but she stepped right past mom and slipped out the door without a pause.

“I’ll talk to her,” I said, standing up.

Mom nodded slowly at that. It was almost like two parents splitting up the kids and having one talk to each about the reasons for their divorce. At least the situation felt that tense and unfortunate. Mostly, I just wanted to get out of the room. In truth, I was just running away too. I had feelings for Madison, so admitting to her my affair with mom was more painful. For whatever reason, I felt it’d be easier to talk to Hannah. Perhaps mom could successfully ease Madison’s mind.

However, Hannah must have bolted as soon as she left the door because when I walked out of the room, she was no longer in the hallway. I could only follow her back to her room, which I assumed was the place she had escaped to. I intended to kick down her door if she decided to lock herself in again. We really needed to talk about things. I didn’t want to keep hurting my precious little sister.

Fortunately, the guard dog Charlene had taken some time to herself. I was able to leave the room without being followed for once. I guess she didn’t expect our birthday party to end in such a circumstance. With mom watching me, she must have decided it was safe enough to take a break.

Thus, I was unhindered moving through the hallways. I was only halfway to Hannah’s room when a wailing cry stopped me in my tracks. I turned to the room the cry had come from, and I knew the room immediately. It was Aunt Rose’s room. I could hear her bawling inside. Even though things had just ended badly, with many faults laid at Aunt Rose’s feet, I felt compelled to turn towards her room.

My father, Noah, was not nearly as honorable of a man as he had portrayed himself. He was a liar and a cheater. Truth be known I wasn’t shaping up to be much better off myself. However, I felt like my father’s mistakes were my mistakes as well. Aunt Rose was a mess my father left behind when he parted Gaia prematurely. It was my responsibility as his son to settle these mistakes. So, I pushed open the door and stepped in.

It looked like Aunt Rose had started packing, but her packing had ceased after a few moments and she had collapsed on the bed. She was now huddled in a corner of the bed, weeping into her arms. It only took a moment before she heard the creak of the door and looked up to see me standing in her room. She immediately sat up and tried to straighten herself, however, the mess was already apparent.

Aunt Rose looked disheveled. Even so, she still had a certain beauty to her. She looked like a woman who had suffered much in silence. Despite myself, my heart went out to her a bit, even if I didn’t really understand why. However, I didn’t move to comfort her, nor did I speak at all. I just continued to stand there and watch her. She steadily calmed down under my gaze, and it was only after a few minutes of silence that she chose to speak.

“Your mother’s right. I’m selfish… and a coward.” Aunt Rose said, not meeting my eyes. “I’m… scared… so scared. I alienated your mother. She’s my sister, and I let her down. I’m so stupid!”

I raised an eyebrow. “What is it? What are you scared of? Why are you here? You said you had no other choice, what did you mean?”

Aunt Rose shook her head at my barrage of questions. “No… it doesn’t matter now. What’s done is done. I’m going to leave. You won’t have to ever deal with me again. I promise.”

“What if I give you my seed?” I asked. “Will you tell me your secrets then?”

Aunt Rose shot me a look, her eyes tinged with desperation, but a moment later she resisted. “No… this… your mother has already made it clear. I won’t be…”

“My mother doesn’t decide for me,” I interrupted her. “Only I decide what happens to my seed. So, is it a trade?”

Aunt Rose looked up out of the corner of her eye and smiled gently. “I’m sorry, Clyburn. I’ve been a coward until now. I think it’s time to stop running from my fate.”

I closed the door and locked it with a click. “Then, if you won’t take my seed, I’ll give it by force!”

Aunt Rose’s eyebrows rose quickly. She let out a little scream as I immediately moved up to the bed and pushed her down. However, she put up little resistance as I moved her arms over her head and mounted her. Her breath was flushed, her chest heaving, and she wouldn’t meet my eyes, but she didn’t resist at all either. Her body screamed that she wanted me to continue, and even though she said no, it was clear her body was saying yes.

“You’ll really rape your own Aunt?” Rose’s voice came out almost as a pout, unable to control the excitement rumbling underneath.

“You tell me? I want to know the truth.” I insisted.

“Clyburn…” Aunt Rose’s eyes grew teary.

“Tell me…“ I demanded.

Aunt Rose sighed and closed her eyes, her shoulders relaxing in resignation. “I’m… dying…”

I blinked, letting go of her grip and sitting up on top of her. I stared at her with a confused and questioning look. Aunt Rose responded back with a chuckle, turning her head to the side.

“What? It’s not that hard to imagine. I have cancer. Breast cancer. You can feel to lump right here.” Aunt Rose grabbed my hand and pushed it against her breast.

Her breasts were much softer and doughier than moms, except when she pushed my hand down hard, I felt a hard node deep inside the tissue. I immediately gasped and pulled away like I had been burnt. Aunt Rose’s smile didn’t change a hair. It was a sad smile, one of acceptance.

“But… they can cut it out, right?”

Rose shrugged. “It’s already metastasized. The doctors only give me about six months to live.”

“No!” I let out the word before I could stop myself. “That… that can’t be… What about…”

I stopped myself from saying “what about chemotherapy”. They had developed an understanding of antibiotics and aseptic technique, but weren’t nearly as advanced as my own world. They had hover cars, but they had yet to sequence the human genome. I had no clue what this world did or did not have, but I doubted Rose would not have tried it if it existed.

“It’s true…” Rose sadly spoke. “I don’t want to die. That’s why I came here.”

I shook my head. “I don’t get it if you only have six months to live, why pregnancy?”

Rose sighed. “I’m not a citizen, Clyburn. You’ll never have to worry about this, but non-citizens are truly a lower class. Despite all of my money, not everything in life can be bought. For example, I’m denied access to health mages.”

“That’s right, magic!” I snapped my finger.

I had been thinking in terms of my old world. Surgery and chemotherapy were your only options. I didn’t know if this world had advanced chemotherapy to the point where it could cause remissions, but with magical healing spells, this sort of medicine wasn’t necessary. If Rose had a baby, then she could get health benefits. However, her life would be over before she could finish birthing the baby.

“You’d need nine months to-“

“That’s the beauty of pregnancy. Pregnant women are given many societal benefits not awarded anyone else. Lighter jail sentences, reimbursed living expenses, and of course, the finest healthcare available. If I was pregnant, they would cure my cancer with a mage to ensure the baby was properly born. It’s simply the world we live in.”

I shook my head in disbelief. “But, with your record, you could afford to buy seed from government.”

“That’s the catch, isn’t it? They’re happy to cure a woman once she’s pregnant, but they won’t get her pregnant unless she’s in perfect shape.” Rose sighed with a wince.

“B-but… black markets, and other ways, you could have…”

Rose’s smile tightened and she spoke like she was explaining the same arguments she had already ran through her own head time and time again. “It turns out my vagina has a condition where it’s abnormally inhospitable to sperm. That’s why your father never was able to make me pregnant, even though we tried for years. I dumped every dime I had into black-market spooge, and in the end, I’m still not pregnant.”

Rose tried to look apologetic for sleeping with my dad. I ignored the look. I wasn’t going to let Dad’s actions affect me in that way. I would live life better than he ever did.

“So, how am I any different?” I asked.

“You… have my genes. The doctor thinks that a close relative possesses the proper resistance in their semen and will be much more likely to get me pregnant. Of course, I tried to contact Father, but he has thousands of daughters, and he doesn’t care for a single one of them. He’d rather bang fresh girls just out of Academy rather than some thirty-five-year-old woman.” Rose looked me in the eye with an accepting look. “I meant it when I said you were my only choice left. But I don’t want your seed because you feel guilty for me. I just wanted to live, and I was cowardly, and I caused your mom and you much strife. I’m willing to accept my fate now, so please just leave me be. I’ll pack up and leave, and you’ll never hear from me again.”

I finally got off of Rose and stood up, my mind reeling in shock. She calmly brushed off her skirt and sat on the edge of the bed. She looked away, eyeing her backpack as if she wanted to grab it and flee the room. I could see the shame and embarrassment she wore on her face. This wasn’t a lie or some attempt at manipulation. Aunt Rose looked like a woman ready to die. She had already given everything she had to live, and in the end, it just wasn’t enough.

“Rose…” I tried to come up with something to say, but my mind felt like mush.

“It’s fine,” Rose spoke curtly and stood up, turning her back on me and moving back to her stuff. “I pushed things too far. This is my own faul-“

Rose stopped, her voice catching in her throat. She raised the back of her hand to her mouth as if to stifle a sob. Her face grew wet with tears. A second later she abandoned what she was going to say and started packing again silently. I stared at the little woman in front of me. She was my mom’s half-sister. Although I called her Aunt, in this world our relationship could be considered practically nothing. She was a pretty woman, right in her prime.

“I have one last question for you,” I asked, my head lowered.

“What is it…” She spoke without turning back, her voice cracking unsteadily only a little.

“Since my father, has there been any others?” I didn’t know why I asked it, but somehow I felt like it was the most important question at that moment.

Rose stopped for only a second before continuing packing, “No… I’ve stuck more turkey basters in me than I care to remember, but I loved your father more than anything. There was never another.”

I gave a slow nod as I watched her work from behind. In my old world, she’d be exactly the type of woman guys like me would be pursuing. She should be right at the point in her life where she wanted to settle down. With her looks, there should have been no shortage of men who would have thrown themselves at her. She would have had her pick from hundreds of successful men, and any man would be lucky to have a woman as worldly as her. In this world, she had spent every dime just to get pregnant, and in the end, she’ll die an early death without having known a man’s touch in eighteen years.

It just wasn’t right. For not the first time, I found myself resenting this world I ended up in. On the surface, it was the ultimate male fantasy. However, this world was twice as cruel and unrelenting. It was a world where I had been raped twice in my own home. I doubted it’d be the last time I was raped too. It was a world where the women I loved were under enormous pressure and had to fight tooth and nail just to fulfill their biological role as women.

My fist tightened as I stared down at her. I was shaking slightly. However, when I let out a breath and opened my eyes, I realized I had already made my decision. I reached forward and grabbed Rose, my hands tightly grabbing either side of her hips, lower down on her round ass. Through the thin satin fabric that made up her dress, I quickly realized Rose was not like my own mother. Mom was a voluptuous woman, but she was also well toned and hard. I meant it when I once said I could bounce a gold coin off her butt.

Rose wasn’t flabby, but she was soft. Her body was doughy and warm. My fingers sunk into her skin, giving me a grip of her ass that would have pinched my mother.

“Ah! Clyburn!” Rose let out a surprised yell as I came up behind her.

However, her hips were in my hands and my feet were on either side of her feet. In essence, I had Aunt Rose pinned up against the bed. Without offering her a chance to protest or fight back, I shoved her upper body down. Forcing her face down into her baggage, she let out another cry, reaching out and stopping her face with hands planted on the bed. However, I was already fumbling up her skirt, bunching it up in my hands until her underweared behind was revealed to me.

“Clyburn, stop!” Rose demanded tearfully. “I already said, I don’t want your sympathy, this can’t happen, your mother- ah!”

Rose let out a cry when had grabbed her underwear, a pair of blue cotton things, and forcefully yanked them down to her knees. The smell of her started wafting from her underwear. It was clear that she was ovulating. Her sex was so thick I could smell it. Even though I couldn’t see her pussy between her thighs, it radiated enough heat that I could feel it. I spit on my hand and immediately reached up between her thighs, lubing her pussy with my palm.

“Ahhhh.” Rose was trying to stand up, but with the feel of my hand, the unexpected stimulation was too much and she collapsed back on the bed.

Rose wanted to fight back. This was clear. However, I knew a dark part of her desperately wanted this too. It might not even just be her desire for a baby. Rose hadn’t gotten any in a very long time. It may have been completely unconscious, but even as she tried to push up with her arms and say no, her legs parted to allow my fingers access.

“I’m not my mother, Rose,” I said as I held her over the bed with one hand and pulled out my penis with the other. “In two years, I’ll be responsible for fathering hundreds of babies. I’ll have no choice in the matter. For this moment, I will do what I want, because I want to.”

“Clyburn,” Rose tried to look back tearfully, but I shoved her face away and grabbed a chunk of the back of her hair, pushing her down into her luggage uncomfortably.

My heart was racing a mile a minute, but I knew I couldn’t back down for a second. This is the path I chose, and Aunt Rose was a stubborn woman. If I showed any weakness now, she would try to get out of it or flee. Thus, I grabbed my penis lined it up with her pussy, and pushed into my Aunt.

“Ah! No! Please… Clyburn! I don’t want this!” Rose’s voice was muffled with her face pressed into a pile of her hastily packed clothing.

“I know you don’t,” I said, prompting Rose to try to push up with her arms again before I forced her back down and started moving my hips. “But I do, and you have no choice in the matter!”

“Ah!” Aunt Rose let out a noise, unable to come up with anything to say as I had my way with her over her bed.

“Aunt Rose is a beautiful woman, so why wouldn’t I want to fuck you!” I said. “Your pussy feels tight and warm, so why wouldn’t I cum in it!”

“Ah… ahnn… ah…” Aunt Rose started panting as I roughly thrust into her, her face pushed down with one of my hands gripping the back of her head painfully while the other grabbed her hips for leverage.

Her own resistance finally slipped, the feeling of my cock and her own inner desires overriding her conscious. She stopped trying to get up, instead of gripping the bed and spreading her legs slightly, allowing my cock to penetrate deeper inside her. I took every inch she gave, my cock sliding into her soft pussy.

She felt different from mom as well as Madison. Where mom was soft and smooth, and Madison was tight and elastic, my Aunt was gushy and wet. It was only a few thrusts before the wet noises of liquid gushing out of her became audible. She was quite a horny woman, and with each thrust, I felt deep inside her warm wet insides, which desperately made room for my cock. Aunt Rose was tight, as any woman who hasn’t had it in decades would be, but she was also very juicy, lewd liquids leaking down her legs. Her erotic scent filled the room quickly, and the smell of her horniness was unmistakable.

“You leak so much, I’ll have to cum really deep to make sure you’re pregnant!”

Rose’s face flushed in embarrassment, but I didn’t let her pretend to not hear anything. I pulled her hair, forcing her from the pillow. She hadn’t expected it, and she had been drooling slightly on her clothing as she enjoyed the feel of my cock inside her. As is, she let out a gasp and hastily tried to swallow her spit, her eyes dancing like she couldn’t believe this was happening to her.

“Your pussy feels so tight, I’m going to cum deep inside you, okay?”

“Y-yy-yes…”Aunt Rose forced the words out of a stutter, completely in shock as the fourteen-year-old boy she thought was harmless forcefully raped her.

I didn’t know why I was being so aggressive with Rose. It was a completely different experience than with my mother or even Madison. Mom was a source of comfort. I fell into her arms and it felt like going to my safe place. Madison, on the other hand, made me feel like a man. Perhaps that is why I loved Madison so much. She was a thin, willowy girl, and only with her did I feel the urge to protect her absolutely. With Aunt Rose under me, I felt my sadism come out. I liked the excited look in her eye when I pulled on her hair. I suspected my Aunt might be a masochist, and she came so lewdly on my cock that I couldn’t help but want to be rough and tease her.

“Did Aunt Rose cum again?” I asked, sniffing. “It smells like it!”

“Ah!” Aunt Rose lets out a cry. “D-don’t…”

“Don’t what?” I demand, pulling her hair again. “Can you tell me don’t?”

“N-no…” Rose responded tearfully.

“Your mine, do you understand? I’m not like my dad. What I take, I keep, and since I’ve decided on you, you’re mine. Your ass is mine” I squeezed her ass hard until she let out a yelp. “Your pussy is mine! Your baby is mine! Do you get it?”

“Y-yes!” Rose’s voice came out more excited than scared, even as tears fell down her eyes. “I’m Clyburn’s! This pussy is Clyburn’s to take with his fat cock! Take me, Clyburn!”

With Rose’s muffled admission, I finally reached my limit. I pulled once again on Rose’s hair until her back was nearly arched, meanwhile shoving my cock as deep inside her as possible. I could feel her muddy liquids squirting out as I pushed in, her entire pussy convulsing. It was too much, and as soon as my balls hit her snatch, my cock swelled and released hot seed.

Talking dirty had done something for me, and with Rose’s body in my control, I felt like I came for a solid minute, filling Rose up with my hot cum. Rose continued to pant and cum too as she felt the warm fluid inject into her womb. This was a feeling she hadn’t had in a long time, and it was a feeling that she loved the most. Thus, she dared not move until I had finished cumming, even though the position was somewhat painful.

When my cock started to soften, I finally let my cock fall out of her pussy with a wet noise and released her hair. Aunt Rose was actually dripping wet. Little drops of her lust were falling down and splatting on the side of the bed. This was all Rose and her own lewdness. The cum I had deposited deeply, and even if she stood up she’d have to spread them and push to get any white stuff to leak out of her. The stains left all over the bed and luggage where Aunt Rose’s own lewdness, which was quite excessive.

I shoved Rose over, knocking her off her luggage and onto the bed, still feeling a bit of the high from being so dominating towards this woman who used to look down on me.

Rose was still panting, but with her turned over, the look she gave me wasn’t one of anger or hostility. It was a look of complete happiness and appreciation.

“Th-thank you…” Rose finally murmured as I sat down next to her on the bed, putting my dick away in my pants.

There was a big wet spot in my pants caused by Rose. The scent of her pussy wafted from my crotch. I had raped my Aunt, and she had thanked me afterward. This was the world we lived in now. I still had trouble coping with it. This was a decision I had made at the spur of the moment, and in another world it would almost be immediately followed by jail time.

“There is nothing to thank.” I sniffed, not looking at her, “I did what I wanted to. You’re mine now. So, don’t think you can get away. Even if you’re not pregnant now, I’ll use your body until you pop out my babies.”

Recovering a bit, Aunt Rose sat up and threw her arms around me. Her nose nuzzled my neck, which she kissed very intimately. Despite how rough her insemination was, Rose was apparently a woman who liked to snuggle afterward. Mom liked to snuggle too, but only after cleaning up. She liked to be in a silk nightie and clean up all the mess before she’d snuggle with me. I fondly remember her running off to the bathroom to clean off the sweat before she’d hold me.

It looked like my lewd Aunt who leaked like a fountain was happy to immediately snuggle her sweaty, dirty body against the man she just fucked.

“You’re right. I’m completely yours. I swear it.” Suddenly, she pulled away and lowered her head. “What about your mother?”

“What about her?” I asked, “I’ll explain it. Mom’s my woman too. It’s about time she stops treating me like a child and realizes I’m all grown up. I’ll make her accept you.”

“Thank you…” she said again, even softer.

“I said, it’s because I want you!” I grabbed Rose’s chest, and pulled her towards me, taking her lips roughly, causing her little shout to be cut off with my tongue.

“Mmm!” Aunt Rose’s eyes finally relaxed and closed as I violated her mouth with my tongue and massaged her breasts with my hands, taking care not to touch the lump.

However, that whole thing had been a detour. I hadn’t planned to go in there and fuck my aunt, and now thirty minutes had passed by. I couldn’t afford to get horny again. It was my birthday, and I had left my mom high and dry. Now, I potentially had two pregnant women to worry about, not to mention the upset Hannah and Madison.

Using Rose’s bathroom, the pair of us quickly cleaned up using the sink and rags. My pants were still stained with Rose’s juices, putting a big wet spot on the front of my pants. I teased Rose a bit for being so lewd and naughty until she was completely red, her freckles practically glowing. Finally, I untucked my shirt to hide the mess. Hopefully, it wasn’t too messy. We’d just have to air dry on the way back.

Leaving Rose to finish cleaning up, I ran the rest of the way to Hannah’s room. Hannah wasn’t there, and perhaps more strangely, she had left her door wide open. Since Hannah was hiding, there was nothing I could do. I headed back to Rose’s room and grabbed her hand, pulling her with me. We had to face my mother now, and it was clear Rose was reluctant in having this conversation. As we approached the door, I could hear some nondescript noises from the VS, so I knew they were still in there.

“I’ll go in and butter mom up. Just stay right outside and then when the time comes, I’ll have you join us.” I laid out the plan.

Rose gave me an affirmative and silent nod, still blushing a bit, the entire last forty-five minutes feeling like a dream to her. I gave Rose a smile and then pushed into the room. Immediately, I saw Hannah was standing in the corner. As soon as I opened the door, she turned to me and shot me a challenging stare. I was confused at why she was looking at me so aggressively.

“You fucking bastard! I’ll kill you!” A very familiar voice suddenly shouted.

I realized it was coming from the VS and immediately turned. Mom and Madison were both standing in front of the VS, not even acknowledging me showing up. However, it was the screen beyond them that caught my eye the most. On the grainy screen was my sixteen-year-old mom on a bed, bent over, cum leaking out of her recent fucked pussy and a pleased expression on her face. Noah was in front of a guy he had just punched to the floor.

“Hey! What’s with the hostility? I’m just enjoying a piece of ass you didn’t want!”

“You raped her! Oh god, I love her and you raped her! What did you think you were doing?”

“Love? Don’t give me that crap. I’ve seen you fucking all kinds of women as you led this girl around by your nose. What was I doing? I was freeing her from your lies!”

“Ahhhh…” Mom let out a painful cry, dropping to her knees like she had lost all strength.

“Oh, shit!” I cursed, but no one was paying enough attention to me to hear.

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“You dirty pig! Don’t touch me!” Mushu screamed as you bent her over and plowed her from behind.

You had removed Medusa’s censorship spell on the mansion, so your penis was perfectly in shape as it plowed in Mushu’s round behind.

Thwack! Thwack! Thwack!

Your dick viciously violates her pussy with extreme vigor. As to Mushu’s dragon form, you of course restricted it. As soon as she saw you, her eyes grew red and she went on the offensive. It looks like Aurora’s assessment that everyone in the mansion has been brainwashed is true. The dragon sisters are the first pair to attack you. Perhaps Megara thought if the girls went into their dragon forms, you wouldn’t be able to rape them. Of course, you’ve plowed Mulan as a dragon before, and while you aren’t jumping to repeat the experience, you have no issue with it.

It doesn’t matter anyway, because Megara underestimates how powerful you are. Even the two strong dragons are but children under your hands. As soon as Mulan and Mushu reach you, you push Mushu over and starts banging her pussy from behind. As far as Mulan, she’s being held to your side. She’s trying to kick and hit you as you rape her sister, but she’s but a child, both in the effect of her attacks, and in her own appearance. With Mushu bent over, her face shoved in the carpet like a punished pet, while you pound her from behind, Mulan being kept away with an arm as she screams and kicks you, it truly looks like one of those awful scenes where the bad man rapes the mother while the underage daughter can only watch in horror.

Of course, these are sisters, and you’re the good guy… probably… for the most part. You have good qualities. Some good qualities. A few. Okay, you might not be a good guy, but you’re not the worst guy ever, and that means something.

“I’m going to cum! Let the purification commence!” You blow your load inside Mushu while Mushu cries out, reaching an orgasm herself as she feels hot seed rushing inside her like a torrent.

With Mushu finished, you can finally turn all your attention on Mulan. You wrestle Mulan to the ground while she fights and kicks and bites.

“Ah! I hate you! You’re gross! Pervert! Leave this great one alone!”

“Aren’t I your master?” You demand. “Shouldn’t you be happy I’m mounting you?”

“No! Scoundrel. Hateful bastard! I hate you! Don’t touch me!” Mulan spews out a string of abusive words.

“Ah?” Mushu stands up, however her brainwashing has already been removed, so her eyes appear more focused than before. “Is hero trying to rape my sister?”

“Yes!” Mulan cries. “Please, sister, save me! He’s trying to rape you poor innocent sister! Please, save me. You’re my only sister who I love, please protect me!”

Hearing her brainwashed sister plead for her help tugs on Mushu’s heartstrings, and she gives you a complicated look.

“My lord, I know you have your reasons, but for my sister… I must…” Mushu spoke slowly, conflicted by her feelings.

“If you let me rape her, I’ll let you sit on her face.” I spoke up.

“Deal!” Mushu gives you a thumbs up, immediately swinging her legs over Mulan’s head and lowering herself.

“Eh? What is sister doing? Why are you squatting over my head? Where is your underwear? There is white stuff leaking out, it’s falling on my face! Mushu, ah! It smells, no! Stop! Mmmm, Mmmmnnnsnmmmmm…” The rest of Mulan’s words are cut off as Mushu positions herself over Mulan.

“Ah… that’s quieter!” You say in relief as the abusive words turn into a muffled hum.

“Nn!” Mushu lets out a cute moan. “Sister is so rambunctious today. Her lips are moving on my pussy so much it feels so good.”

“I hope you don’t mind if I play with your tits while I fuck your sister?” You ask.

Mushu shakes her head, pulling her tits out the top of her dress. “Not at all, please, they’re my lord and my sister’s playthings! Ah! Sister is biting it! Mmm… I like…”

Mushu blushes as Mulan chomps down on her pussy. If she realized how much Mushu liked it, Mulan probably wouldn’t be struggling as much while pressed against Mushu’s wet dirty snatch which is still leaking your cum. Mulan ends up forcefully inhaling cum as she tries to breath, her nose pressed in Mushu’s clit while her mouth tries to bite her pussy lips. Meanwhile, you spread Mulan’s legs forcefully, and slide into her tight pussy, which has grown used to your size, even though Mulan is still a pretty small girl.

You get to enjoy a wonderful combination, playing with Mushu’s mega tits while enjoying Mulan’s tight tiny pussy. It’s truly the best of both worlds. As you fondle those large breasts, feeling their soft elasticity on your fingers tips while you pussy plows into that warm, right hole, you quickly go to heaven.

Mushu too, with her tits being played with and her pussy being rubbed all over her sister’s face is also ecstatic. Soon, she is humping Mulan’s face as aggressively as you hump her pussy, the small Mulan being humped by two big things at once. As Mulan starts to orgasm against her will, her body doing what her mind won’t, she finds herself unable to get enough oxygen under Mushu’s big round ass and smothering pussy. She starts to hyperventilate, unable to fulfill her oxygen quota.

“Ah, I’m cumming!’ You declare.

“M-me too!” Mushu cries.

As you fill up Mulan’s pussy with your pulsing cock, and Mushu cums buckets all over her gasping face, Mulan becomes convinced she’s going to die from the pair of you. Her muffled cries slowly turn into silence as she awaits her fate.

At that point, she sees great grandpa Bahamut. He died eighty years ago, but he always treated her well when she was just a young dragon pup and she thought very fondly of him.

“Grandpa! I missed you so much!” Mulan cries and waves out.

Grandpa Bahamut waves back, gesturing Mulan over to follow him. He’s on a boat in the river, with a giant bright light behind him. However, the the more she runs, the farther away grandma becomes.

“I’m coming, Grandpa! I’m coming!” Mulan cries as the light floods her vision and she falls into darkness.

“Perhaps we overdid it?” Mushu suggests.

You and Mushu stare down at the unconscious Mulan reaching up and saying those words while her eyes are closed. Her face is covered in cum from both you and Mulan, and her pussy is also leaking, making her unconscious movements seem a bit preverse.

“I know I fucked her to orgasm, but why would she want her grandpa to know she’s cumming?” You ask with a frown. “She’s not one of those girls into old men, is she?”

Mushu gives you an apologetic bow. “I’m sorry, it turns out my sister is truly an incestuous pervert, I’ll try to set her straight back on the path of sister love.”

Had Mulan heard the words you two just shared, she would have happily fled into the light just to get away from the pair of you.

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I moved the release up a day. Been a bad week so I haven’t been able to release PoC.

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“Stay with me, I don’t want to get out of bed.” I murmured, wrapping my arms around her naked body and kissing her shoulder.

“Mm… honey… it’s almost noon, you sleepyhead.”

“It’s my birthday though, can’t we just stay in bed. I love you.”

“I love you too. I can’t believe you’re fourteen now.” Mom sighed. “Aunt Rose still wants to throw a birthday celebration.”

That’s right, it’s been over a year since I had awakened in this world. I’ve spent almost all of that time stuck in this mansion, with only my mother and sisters to entertain me. I leaned in front of mom and kissed her stomach. To this day It was just at the point where it was barely starting to show, the smallest of bumps. It’d still be another month or two before we’d know if it was a boy or a girl.

“If it’s a boy, Drake, if it’s a girl, Alyssa?””

“So, Alyssa then?” Mom chuckled, touching my hand which was holding her stomach.

True, in this world picking a boy’s name was truly just self-indulgence. It was the equivalent of talking about what you’ll do when you win the lottery. Still, I couldn’t help but feel excited every time I thought about my baby growing in her belly. I couldn’t wait to meet my child. After I had freaked out about it, I had reflected and came to my mom’s room. That was the first night that we had ever slept together.

No, we didn’t have sex. I mean, I held my mother, and the mother of my child, in my arms, and the pair of us laid in bed until we went to sleep. In the morning, I woke up with mom holding me. It felt surprisingly nice to wake up to a woman holding me in her arms, her warm skin pressed against mine. When I woke mom up with a kiss, she freaked out convinced she had morning breath, and wouldn’t allow me to kiss her until she’d gone to the bathroom and brushed her teeth. It was quite adorable.

It was a memory that felt good for me, and was one I didn’t want to forget. I wasn’t ready for my first child, but I was happy that it was going to be with a woman I cared for and loved as much as mom. It was something the pair of us would do together. Every day after, I made sure to show appreciation for the mother of my baby. Like that, those weeks passed like a flash.

I let out a sigh and sat back, allowing mom to start dressing. “It’s been six weeks since Aunt Rose came, is she really planning on staying until the baby is born?”

“Mm… yes, well, she’s probably really interested in it. Most women our age don’t get pregnant, so I’m a bit of strange.”

Mom wasn’t just being self-deprecating. It was true when she went to the clinic that she was the oldest woman there. From what I heard, it’s a bunch of teenage single moms, and then my mom. When Madison had brought her in, it was Madison the doctor was convinced had come in to consult on her pregnancy. When finding out it was a woman in her thirties, she had been given strange looks. Pregnant woman over thirty weren’t impossible, but they were as rare as men. Most of them were career women cashing in on government benefits, and thus usually saw the same doctors who had fertilized them in the first place.

“What about my sisters?” I asked.

After that night we had been caught, Hannah had hidden in her room twenty-four seven. Mom was convinced she was just studying heavily for the exam she’d need to take next month to get into Academy. she called it the pre-exam crunch, and I didn’t feel like correcting her. Hannah didn’t answer her door for either Madison or me. We had both tried many times to approach her, but Hannah avoided both of us. It was like our relationship had reset to before my reincarnation with Hannah hiding out of sight all the time.

The same was just as true with Madison though. She no longer stopped by my room for blowjobs. As far as any attempts I had to talk to her, they were met with curt responses and sudden dismissals. It wasn’t that she avoided me per say, it was just that she’d get up and leave or simply give me a glare if I even attempted to interact with her. Madison’s rejection seemed to hurt a lot more than Hannah’s hiding. I felt like I had truly fallen for Madison, and yet she wouldn’t even stay in the same room with me anymore. I was guilty I had taken her virginity, yet hadn’t been able to fulfill our promise.

Both sisters giving me the cold shoulder was perhaps the reason I had been showering mother with attention. It wasn’t a bad thing to spend more time with my pregnant woman, but I was quickly growing more attached to her. Without Madison’s blowjobs to break up my interactions with mom, my time with mom grew more and more. My room ended up getting moved next to mom’s, and we spent most days in bed fucking all day. It wasn’t a bad life, but it wasn’t great either. I could feel myself growing a bit dependent on mom. Even with my other memories, I could feel myself growing into a complete momma’s boy.

My room wasn’t moved just to aid us in carrying out our sexual relationship. The other reason was Aunt Rose. The day after mom had declared herself pregnant, Aunt Rose decided she was going to stay to help with the baby. Mom was uneasy about it, but she had no reason to say no. However, mom did not know what Aunt Rose’s real goal was. Up until this point, she hadn’t mentioned having a baby of her own. She had never responded to the offer I had given, pretending as if the conversation had never happened. Still, mom wanted to keep me close, and at a distance from Aunt Rose.

At this point, I suspected Aunt Rose knew my relationship with mom wasn’t normal. She didn’t attempt to approach me, and seemed to honor mom’s desire to keep us apart. I naturally didn’t make any attempt to approach her either. So, Aunt Rose merely became another presence in the mansion that had almost nothing to do with me. When mom wasn’t with me, the pair of us usually naked and fucking, then she was with Aunt Rose, keeping her company and more importantly, away from me.

“They’ll join us.” Mom responded to my question, “I thought things were going well between you and your sisters. But lately you guys haven’t been talking. Has something happened?”

“No, mom, it’s fine.” I responded.

Mom was good at reading my face, but her head was turned away from me, so she couldn’t see the lie. I don’t know if that was something she did intentionally or not. Maybe she didn’t want to see the truth. However, I gave a rote answer anyway. I needed to handle the problems between me and my sisters on my own. However, mom getting everyone out in the same room couldn’t hurt. Perhaps I could mend things with them. I really wanted to. I loved Madison and I wanted her to be pregnant with my baby too. As far as Hannah, she’d always be my cute little sister I could tease.

Mom headed out first, and I went back to my own room to take a shower and clean myself. It was probably a good idea if I didn’t walk out there smelling like sex. Mom, of course, had already cleaned herself up before leaving. I didn’t know if she was planning on baking me another cake or anything, but I had to admit I was looking forward to this birthday a little bit. Hannah’s Academy test day was next weekend, so this was my best chance to get her out of her room and try to talk to her.

I finished cleaning up and checked myself in a mirror before collapsing on my bed with a sigh. That’s one year I’ve been trapped in this mansion. Anyone could go stir crazy after all of that time. About thirty minutes later, I grew restless, so I checked myself one more time to make sure I looked like a proper birthday boy and headed out of my room. I was immediately greeted by an ugly old lady. She looked like a boot and was as tough as one.

“Charlene.” I said with a tight smile.

“Master…” The woman responded with her gravely voice.

Brooke had quit. After mom had said she was fired, Brooke had taken it to heart. The next day, she packed up her things and left. Even though mom tried to go back on her word and tell Brooke she had spoken in anger, Brooke wouldn’t change her mind. Perhaps Brooke didn’t want to work for a woman who would insult and degrade her. However, more likely, she had finally put two and two together and knew that my relationship with mom was of a sexual nature. I couldn’t remember what I had said that night, but if Brooke knew the truth, she might have quit so she didn’t have to deal with it. She had a crush on my mom, so perhaps watching my mom flounce around with me was more than she could handle.

Instead, I ended up with Charlene, an old woman and former bouncer who had no sense of humor and wouldn’t talk to me beyond one-word answers. I’m sure she’s the kind of person my mom would want around me. However, I wasn’t particularly happy with this arrangement. I missed Brooke, I still felt a little hurt that she had left.

Meanwhile, Charlene was my personal escort, giving me effectively no privacy at all. I was basically on house arrest. Worst, even. This was probably the primary reason why I’d been unable to patch anything up with my sisters. How could I have conversations with them, or go to their room, when I’m being followed every minute of every day. Charlene would report back to my mother everything that I did. I loved my mom, I really did, but this level of love was bordering on scary.

That’s why, tonight, I planned to ask mom for a particular present. That present would be a vacation. I wanted to leave the mansion and go somewhere, anywhere that wasn’t here. Even through my mother’s control issues, I hoped this request seemed reasonable. Maybe, if I worded it like going on a honeymoon or something, mom would be more inclined. She seemed to really like marriage customs. Only a few cultures in this world had them, but whenever Rose mentioned them, mom would always listen excitedly with bright eyes. I could almost imagine mom being the kind of woman who’d buy bridal magazines and dream about her big day. I didn’t know if the fact that I’d not be the one to give her that big day was a blessing or a disappointment. For now, being the father of her child was the best I could do.

As I considered these things, I made my way to my second room in the mansion, which would be otherwise known as the library. It was the room I lost my virginity and the one I spent the most time in. I had already read almost every interesting book in it. Mom ordered me new books though, and I hoped they’d arrive in the mail soon. For the moment, all I could do is look through the titles and reread things I’ve already read a few times. When I reached the library, I was surprised to see that Madison was already in it. Madison looked over at me in surprise, but then immediately looked away again.

“I was just cleaning my room. I found a book under my bed and was returning it.” Madison said stiffly, putting something into the case before turning and walking away.

She had to pass right by me to leave the library. She looked straight ahead, avoiding my eye sight. Just as her body brushed by mine, I couldn’t take it anymore. I reached out and grabbed her arm.

“Ah!” She let out a surprised noise, stopped walking, and looked over at me, her eyes already turning teary.

“Madison…”

Madison’s expression quickly recovered and she looked away, her face showing nothing as she stared at the exit. “Brother, my arm…”

I refused to let go. “We need to talk, Madison.”

“Then talk.” Madison closed her eyes for a moment like she was trying to hide them from me and then tugged her arm one more time.

“I’d like to talk… privately.” I pointed with my eyes in the direction of Charlene, who was standing against a nearby room.

Madison fortunately understood what I meant. It looked for a second like she was about to say no. I gave her my most desperate look, and mouthed the words “please”. Madison froze, looking like she was thinking about things for a second. Finally, she gave a curt nod. She mouthed the words “later” and “tonight”. I gave a very slight nod, finally releasing Madison’s arm. Madison turned and left the room.

I immediately started to feel excited. My mind ran through various scenarios between Madison and myself. Of course, Madison could always just not show up or run away. Still, I couldn’t stop myself from growing excited. Perhaps we’d just take it to the bed and finish what we started? Perhaps we could restart the weekly blowjobs? I knew I was just exciting myself, but I couldn’t stop. In the end, I found I couldn’t even pick up a book, and before long it was getting close to supper. I headed out with the stone Charlene in close tow.

“We really don’t need one of these, Rose…” I heard mom’s voice as I walked towards the dining room, causing me to detour into the reception room.

“Oh, nonsense, I can’t believe you’ve gone all this time living like the stone ages. No visual screens, no processors, no hover cars… at the very least you should have some way of getting information outside of bloody books.” Rose argued back.

I peeked my head into the room to see that Aunt Rose and mom were standing in the middle of the room. In front of them was a panel hung up on the wall. It looked like a television, or I guess this world calls them visual screens. However, my eyes were more focused on a certain person I hadn’t seen in over a month. Hannah was sitting on the couch. She was looking off, her head lowered, like she had lost most of her steam. She wasn’t wearing makeup and her hair wasn’t done. Anyone could see that she seemed to have lost weight the last six weeks. Most of her baby fat was now gone. Had her boobs grown too? Perhaps that’s where the baby fat went.

“Hannah…” The words came out before I could stop myself.

Hannah looked up and immediately started to panic, however, mom and Aunt Rose had turned their head to me too. In essence, short of making a massive scene, there was nothing Hannah could do. Thus, I gave my family a smile and a nod, and headed over to the seat, sitting next to Hannah. Hannah didn’t look at me, keeping her head lowered and her arms wrapped around herself, but she also didn’t pull away.

“Clyburn, I haven’t seen you around much. Happy birthday!” Rose tried to force some enthusiasm and keep a smile on her face.

“Sweetie, your aunt here has the thought of bringing in a visual screen for your birthday. She says she wants you to have it as a present.” Mom’s smile was tight, and it was clear she wasn’t pleased by the act.

“Ah…” I looked at the two women looking at me expectantly.

Did they expect me to sort out the argument? In truth, I’d rather like to have a visual screen. Didn’t that mean we’d need to get cable or an antenna or something? I just wanted to become more aware of the state of the world. However, I also didn’t want to enflame my mother’s anger. She had gone to a great effort to keep me from seeing the outside world. She said it was because she wanted me to become my own man and not be influenced by propaganda, which to my understanding is rampant in this world. Only some of that propaganda I had heard about through Madison, Rose, and mother, and it wasn’t the kind of propaganda that was flattering towards men.

“I think a visual screen would be great!” The voice broke out from the door, and I turned to see Madison standing there.

Like Hannah, Madison very pointedly did not look at me. However, when Hannah saw her enter the room, she immediately moved away from me and looked down even more, until the point where she was just staring at her own lap. I frowned, wanting to reach out and grab Hannah’s hand, but I found myself unable to do so given the circumstances.

“Madison, I’ve already allowed you to have your own in your room…” Mom started with a lecturing tone.

Madison let out a sigh. “It’d be nice to have something bigger. The little screen makes some things hard to make out. Besides, if I wanted to watch the television with friends, I wouldn’t be able to.”

“Friends? You’re not able to have friends over, you know that, Clyburn-“

Madison held up her hand. “Yes, mother, I know. However, Clyburn will be going to school next year, right? At that point, there is no reason I can’t bring friends over, right?”

Mom blinked, clearly not having though about this dilemma before. I gave mom a gentle smile from my seat. I was growing up. Mom needed to come and accept that. Just as the silence in the room was growing unbearable, it was Rose who suddenly spoke up.

“Actually, as to that…” Rose bent over and grabbed something she had stashed in her purse. “This wasn’t the thing I wanted to present to Clyburn for his birthday. I’ve been thinking about this for some time, and I’ve decided to finally ask.”

Rose pulled out a small wrapped up package and handed it to me. Presents were odd in this world, so everyone stared at the item in my hand which had been wrapped in fine paper. Rose grabbed her hands and nervously twisted them, while mom simply looked at the object with a small frown. I decided to dig right in, tearing off the paper and opening it up immediately. I didn’t really have any particular expectations, but never in my wildest dreams did I think I’d receive the object in my hand. It was a cup. Well, more specifically, it was a plastic cup with a plastic lid. The words ‘sterile’ were written on the side.

“Uh… thanks…” I said, my brain not quite working properly.

“It’s… my answer, Clyburn.” Rose finally spoke, staring at me intently. “To the arrangement you proposed. You said we could have a baby. My answer is yes…”

“Ah!” Madison let out a cry, while Hannah covered her mouth with an audible gasp.

“Of course, I wouldn’t ask anything like us engaging in intercourse. That’s an official sterile medical container. You can just… release into it, and then I’ll take it to the hospital and have them put it inside me. That’s it. I’m on my unsafe days right now, so if you could provide me it tonight or tomorrow, that would be best. I’ve also taken a fertility pill and I’m already on prenatals. I’ll be happy to stay here and have the baby and-“

“You… bitch!” The words cut into Rose’s tirade, coming straight from mom’s mouth.

Her face looked dark and hateful, and her fist was shaking at her side like she might leap on Rose at every second.

Rose blinked as if she was surprised. “M-morgan? I thought this would be okay? Clyburn offered and he’s only two years away from having to mandatory do it anyway? We could have our babies together?”

“No…” Mom shook her head, her lips curling slightly. “I trusted you… I trusted you in my home. I thought maybe, just maybe… you were here because of us… but in the end, my fears were true. You only cared about my son’s seed.”

“It’s not like that, Morgan, it’s more complicated! You need to understand, I-“

“Oh, I understand plenty, I understand you came into my home and pretended to be my family just so you could take advantage of my child. My baby!” Mom was shouting now. “You always were like that, weren’t you? You were so jealous of me and Noah, you used to follow us around like a lost lamb. But as soon as things got tough, as soon as I needed you the most, you left me! You took off and didn’t talk to me for nearly 14 years!”

“Morgan… please.” Rose was clenching her teeth too, “It was the best thing to do at-“

“The best thing?” Mom snarled, “It was the selfish thing! You’ve only ever cared about yourself!”

“You’re one to talk!” Rose shouted back, “Keeping that man all to yourself, getting child after child until he made you the boy you needed!”

“And you were jealous! Admit it! You wanted him…”

“I already had him!” Rose shot back, only to suddenly gasp and cover her mouth, her eyes going wide.

“What?” Mom took a step forward, her face looking menacing.

Hannah had even grabbed my arm, while Madison had stepped back until she was pressed against the far wall.

“N-nothing…” Rose shook her head, suddenly refusing to make eye contact. “I misspoke.”

“Tell me!” Mom growled, her eyes shooting daggers.

Rose spoke slowly, almost like she was talking to herself rather than answering mom directly. “He was good to me. He promised me a baby. I knew he was yours, but it was just an illusion. I didn’t want your dreams to burst. He promised me, we’d have a baby. Kept trying… and then…the man I loved… he died.”

Mom shook her head in disbelief, finally taking several steps back, her face turning into repulsion. “No… you liar…”

“You weren’t the only women he left!” Rose yelled, tears falling down her face freely. “You’re not the only one he was taken from!”

“No… no…” Mom put her hands on her head as if she block out Rose’s words, but Rose kept speaking.

“I couldn’t stay any longer. I couldn’t watch you mourn over the man I loved. I couldn’t give you the sympathy that I needed myself. So, I ran… I ran as far as I could, for as long as I could. Until, I ran out of options. I wouldn’t be here, Morgan, if I had any other choice.”

“You… will never have my son.” Mom looked up, her eyes red and teary. “Do you hear me? Never!”

“Why?” Rose responded mockingly, her face contorted in anger, “Because he’s already yours?”

“Watch your mouth…” Mom warned threateningly.

Rose ignored her with a snort. “I’m not stupid. The new baby of yours? It’s his, it’s Clyburn’s, isn’t it? Not only did you monopolize Noah, now you want to monopolize his son too? No, you’ve been fucking your own child for years, keeping him in a bubble where all he has is you! Who the hell is the selfish one after all?”

“Hah!” The sound came from Madison who was staring at me in shock.

In fact, everyone was staring at me now. Hannah was staring at me, her expression unreadable. Madison looked on in shock and disbelief. Mom had a guilty look, while Rose looked vindicated. However, I had no answer for this situation. It was a problem I had started when I came to this world, and now that things had gotten this far, I had no idea how to solve it. Nothing in my experiences from another world possibly prepared me for this moment. I could only gulp. I reached the end of my rope.

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My tongue invaded Madison’s mouth freely. Her pink little tongue reciprocated as we tasted each other. Our kissing grew more exaggerated, more intimate. I wanted more of Madison. I wanted as much of her as I could possess. I was ready to start back up where we had ended the previous night, and Madison seemed to be on board with it. We soon found ourselves bumping into the foot of the bed. Not wanting to disrupt our momentum, I fell back, carrying Madison onto the bed with me.

“Mm!” Madison let out a surprised noise as she dropped back, but then she closed her eyes and held me even tighter. “Mmm….”

Madison seemed content just to rest her hands on my chest, but with my cute sister in my grasp I couldn’t help but let my hands roam across her body. She was so smooth and petite that it made me want to gobble her up. My hands squeezed on her supple skin, feeling up her body. I had done this a dozen times now while she sucked on my cock, but with her gasps coming between exchanges of our kisses, and her hands pressed on my chest, and her showing absolutely no resistance, my hormones were peaked.

All of my fear, frustration, worry, and self-loathing were washed away in Madison’s embrace. Once again, I couldn’t tell if this was my teenage hormones running away again, but the truth was, I loved my big sister. Of course, I also loved my mom as well. However, they were two different kinds of love. I loved my mom in that I respected and cherished her. I wanted mom to be there for me, and I wanted to be there for her. My love for Madison was different. For Madison, I felt like I wanted more of her. I felt like she was someone I wanted to go on a date with and connect with emotionally.

It was weird that I felt so emotionally connected to a woman whom my predominate interactions with were blowjobs, right? Still, I couldn’t pull my hands away, and I couldn’t stop kissing and touching my sister. I had helplessly fallen for her. By her flushed cheeks and excited breaths, I distinctly felt that Madison shared those emotions with me.

My kisses finally broke from her mouth and started moving their way to her neck. This put my sister’s lips near my ears, and I felt a tingling sensation all over as her disordered breaths blew hot, sweet air across my lobes. I sucked Madison’s neck hard enough that it’d surely bruise, but Madison showed no resistance, merely panting while her finger tightened on my chest. My hands found their way to the back of her blouse, and that’s where I took the next step.

As I undid the tie, I looked up at Madison’s face. Rather than looking frightened or apprehensive, her flushed face was merely staring at me in the darkness, her breath still gasping excitedly. She reached down herself and began to pull up her gown, and soon it ended up going over her head. I now had my sister in nothing but her underwear!

Madison’s little breasts sat in a little white bra, and her panties were also white cotton. White was a pure virgin color, just like Madison, but I doubted that’s why she picked them. In truth, these were frilly or sexy underwear. It was clear Madison hadn’t been expecting me to come on to her tonight. This was merely Madison at her simplest. Simple bra, simple panties, no makeup, slightly sloppy hair, a flushed face that looked at me longingly. She was absolutely beautiful.

I took her lips once again, causing her to gasp while my hands attacked her bra. I let out a breath of relief when it only took me three tries before the thing popped open. I would have been embarrassed had I found myself unable to remove it. Madison lifted her arms again and I admired her breasts as I pulled the bra way. I had touched these things several times both through the bra and under, however, I had never gotten the chance to view them in all their glory.

Her bumps were small and pale, barely requiring a bra at all. Her nipples were bright pink, a shockingly rich color that didn’t match the pale skin. Although, now that I could see her blushing cheeks, I realized her nipples matched her blushes perfectly. They were pert things, very erect from her own arousal, and I licked my lips considering sucking on them.

“Don’t look…” Madison responded shyly, folding her arms in front of her chest.

Her voice didn’t come out in the usually demanding tone she liked to use. Instead, it sounded almost pouty and embarrassed and really made me want to have Madison even more. The previous night, our actions had felt almost rushed. I didn’t even spend a moment appreciating my sister’s body or enjoying the view. I wouldn’t repeat that mistake. I grabbed Madison’s wrists and pulled her arms away, exposing her breasts forcefully.

“Ah! Brother!” Madison cried in embarrassment and surprise.

“They’re beautiful, as are you,” I said, meeting Madison’s eyes.

Madison stopped struggling as I spoke, eventually dropping her head. “Re-really?”

“Mm…” I nodded firmly, my own desire and arousal were undeniable at this point.

“Ee-even though they’re not big like Hannah’s?” Madison’s voice spoke so quietly that I almost missed what she said.

When I processed her question, I could only let out a laugh. This immediately caused Madison to grow upset, and she tried to hit my chest, except that I still had her wrists in my hands and I wouldn’t let her. As I laughed, I used Madison’s wrists and pulled her, straightening her so she is facing up, and with a swing of my leg and got on top of my sister.

“Ah!” Madison lets out a surprised cry as I got on top of her, my legs straddling her hips and my cock pressing against her in a way she couldn’t deny.

Emboldened by my moves, Madison’s hands worked their way under my shirt and began to lift it up. I helped her as she helped me, taking off my shirt until the pair of us were both without a top. For a few brief moments, I took on the scene. I was shirtless, straddling my sister who wore nothing but a pair of panties. She was touching my stomach again. She apparently liked to touch my body while we played.

I leaned down and kissed her on the lips. When she stuck her tongue out expecting to kiss more, she made a surprised noise as my lips started to work their way down her body. I attacked her neck, which now had a dark blue spot against the pale smooth skin, only briefly before I moved down to her chest. I could hear Madison’s heart beating a mile a minute, and her breaths grew more unsteady as my lips kissed her chest sloppily.

I took a nipple into my mouth and flicked it with my tongue. Madison, who could no longer touch my chest, grabbed the back of my head instead, her fingers getting tangled with my hair. My lips and tongue manipulated Madison’s nipple for a few moments before I finally pulled away and continued to move south. I could feel each time Madison breathed in and out with my head breast against her stomach, and the more south I went, the more choppy and disordered her breathing became.

When I finally reached the panties, the last article of clothing on Madison, I grabbed it with both hands and yanked it down to her knees. Madison gave a little yelp and then helped me kick them off. Now completely naked, Madison bent her knees, exposing her sensitive crotch to me fully.

Her pussy was small and pink. It was a bit pinker than even her nipples, but it matched her nicely. She had just a bit of hair, but it didn’t have much of a chance to grow in like with mom. Being blonde, her hair was nearly transparent, and since she was so pink and tight, if one didn’t look properly, they’d think she was a tiny. Her pussy was quite wet, and it was clear that Madison was very horny right now.

She had given me hundreds of blow jobs over the last year. It was only fair that I returned the favor. I looked down at her pink flower, freshly opened just for me. As to Madison, she had closed her eyes, and her hands now rested on her breasts, still shyly covering them, even while her pussy was being bared to my eyes. Part of me wanted to tease Madison some more, gently making her more and more aroused. However, I also had teen parts, and I could barely contain myself at this point. Thus, I couldn’t stop myself from diving right in. I stuck out my tongue and immediately licked Madison’s pussy from the bottom of her slit all the way to the exposed clit.

“Aiiii!” Madison’s eyes tightened and her whole body shivered, receiving the first oral stimulation she had ever had.

Of course, I didn’t stop.  I reached and grabbed at her pussy with my fingers, grabbing the sides of her wall and spreading her open. As that happened, my tongue dived inside her, getting the first full taste of my sister. It was salty, but the taste reminded me of Madison perfectly. She tasted as she smelled, and this was the smell that would emanate from her panties whenever she got excited while I played with her breasts or rubbed her butt.

Madison would be horrified to hear that, but I finally got to have my fill of my sister, the horny taste she had been teasing me with through wafts of scent were finally all mine. My nose was a mere centimeter from her clit, and I hungrily explored her hole with my tongue just as I had explored her mouth, the tip finding its way into every nook and cranny of my sister as if I was conquering new lands.

“Aaaahnnn… ahhh… Clyburn…” Madison gave out a moan as my tongue violated her.

It wasn’t long as my tongue explored her cunt that I felt the muscles of her pussy clamp tightly. Her back arched back tightly as she grabbed onto the side of the bed.

“Ah… ah…ah… I’m… cumming… don’t stop!”

I didn’t want to stop, but the arch of Madison’s back made her pussy hard to get to. Basically, her own orgasm forced my tongue out of her mouth. Now, I could only lick her upper clit. The rest of her hole was pointing down as her whole body contorted in a powerful orgasm. However, seeing my sister’s begging look as she orgasmed, clearly wanting to feel my tongue inside her as she came, I grabbed her ass and lifted, shoving my tongue in aggressive.

“Aiiii!” Madison let out a shout as her lower half was lifted and tongued. “Haaa… Haaa… Haaa….”

As my hands groped her small butt, I continued to tongue her. It was like lower half was a dog bowl, my hands grabbing the bottom and my face shoved in as I ate hungrily. Soon, I could feel her own inner muscles squeezing tightly on my tongue as she orgasmed. Her thighs closed around my head, and her arcing back ended with several frantic humps as Madison tried to hump my head in delirious pleasure.

I held onto her tightly, controlling her lower half. Wet liquid flowed freely from her pussy and into my mouth as she finished cumming. I drank the nectar, enjoying the sweet taste of my sister as she lost all control as a result of my mouth. It was another minute before she finally could relax her legs, releasing my head which she had tightly clung on to with her thighs.

I finally pulled my mouth from her crotch, my mouth and chin covered in her wet, lewd juice. Her sex drifted thickly into my nose. Her own lust and sexual desire were complete display now. There could be no doubt about Madison’s sexual wants and desires at this point. When she realized how wet my face was, a horrified look formed on her face. She pale cheeks flushed pink and she covered her face.

“C-Clyburn… I’m sorry, it’s messy.” Madison muttered shyly through her hands.

I immediately moved up on my sister until I was back at her face. Grabbing her hands, I gently pulled them away. Madison looked up at me even though my face looked messy. My lips were pink and swollen, just like her pussy, and they were covered in her naughty juices, which had been forcefully expelled on my face as she held my head forcefully and humped it wildly like some kind of beast. Madison couldn’t be more horrified.

I leaned down and kissed her. Her own fluids were still on my tongue, and I was sure she could taste herself on my lips. Our tongues entangled for several more minutes as Madison slowly recovered from her orgasm, her breathing finally returning to normal. As I finally pulled my lips away, Madison let out a sigh, looking up at me lovingly.

“How does it taste?” I asked, teasingly.

“Mm…” Madison frowned as if taking my teasing thoughtfully. “It kind of tastes like your dick…”

I let out a nervous chuckled. “Ah, uh… that’s probably because we’re brother and sister. Naturally, that just means our parts are compatible, right?”

I never would have expected Madison to recognize the taste of her own mother. She had tasted mom’s pussy on my dick many times. One could say Madison recognized how mom’s pussy tasted. Her own pussy didn’t taste the same, but it was close enough that it had given Madison some pause. At the very least, she knew what ‘pussy’ tasted like in general. That gave me a bit of a fright.

“I guess…” Madison responded, accepting my words and allowing me to breathe a little easier.

“Are you ready for me to stick it in?” I asked.

“Mm…” Madison nodded. “Please brother, I want it to be you.”

“O-okay…” I responded, gulping.

Some of the problems with going slower is that I allowed myself to grow worried and nervous. When everything was quick like last night, we didn’t have much time to think. Now, with my sister in my arms, our naked bodies pressed against each other, how could I not be nervous? I carefully pulled off my pants and tossed them off the bed. Now, there was nothing left to do but penetrate. I got on top of Madison, but just as I started lining it up, she lifted her hand and placed in on my chest.

“Hm?” I asked nervously, worried she might now be having second thoughts.

“Can you promise me something, if I let you… if we have sex… I need you to promise!” Madison said pleafully.

“Y-yes… anything, you can ask your brother anything.” I tried to keep my excitement from spilling out and potentially scaring her.

“Make me pregnant…” Madison responded.

“Eh? Pregnant! I mean…. You’re in school, and this is the first time.” I pulled back a little but Madison leaned forward and grabbed me desperately.

“Please! I have to get pregnant! It’ll make everything easier!” Madison said tearfully.

“E-easier?” I asked in confusion.

“Ah… that… like mom is pregnant, so if we both have a baby, then naturally we can raise them together. Mom can help me while I’m finishing school, right?”

“I-I guess…” I had heard that women wanted to have babies when they say other women having babies, but I still didn’t know what to say.

I still was dealing with my conflicted heart finding out mom is pregnant, and now Madison is asking for the same. Mom was an accident, no doubt about it. I had every intention of pulling out of Madison, maybe having her swallow it. However, as fun as cumming inside her, was it really okay? Was it okay to make another baby? Was I ready to be a father?

What does being a father in this world mean, anyway? It meant practically nothing. However, I don’t want that kind of life. I don’t want to have tons of babies just strewn across the world whom I don’t know. However, this was my sister, how could I not be in this baby’s life? That’s right, this was my family. Having a baby would only be expanding the family. They were all my family, and I loved them dearly. I loved Madison, so there was no problem with having a baby with her. This was only a good thing, something to bring us closer together. I could already seem Madison with a baby in her arms. The same thing was true for mom.

“Mom…” The words came out of my lips before I could stop them.

“Huh? What about Mom?” Madison gave me a strange look.

That’s right, I had taken Mom for granted once again. Why did I keep making the same mistakes? I started freaking out over having a baby, but what’s wrong with having a baby. It was Mom’s baby. It was our baby. I should have been happy and celebrating. Instead, I kicked mom out of the room and ran to Madison. I had acted childish and immature. I owed my mother more.

However, I wasn’t with mom right now. It was Madison naked and under me. I looked down at my sister, who was staring at me worriedly, still waiting for my answer.

“If you wish to have my baby, then I have a request as well. It’s a request you absolutely have to adhere to if you get pregnant! Do you understand?” I demanded fervently.

“Ah? Y-yes… wh-what is it?” Madison became nervous as she looked at my intense eyes.

“You’ll stay with me.”

“Huh?”

“You, and the baby. I want you to stay in this mansion. I want to see you every day. I want to raise our baby together. If we’re going to have a baby, I want it to be ours. I want you to be mine. I know it’s selfish, but I want to have you by my side forever. Do you understand? If we have a baby… it’s us for life.”

“Fo-forever…” Madison responded almost dazed. “W-we’re already brother and sister, so-”

“No… that’s not enough. If Madison has my baby, then you will be mine! All of you, okay?”

“B-brother is so selfish…” Madison turned away with a blush.

“Is that a no…” I lowered my head, my heart feeling a bit of pain.

“No…” Madison winced. “I mean, yes. Please, I… I’m yours…”

“Ah!” I looked up at Madison, who was looking at me nervously, her eyes watery and her face flushed. “Then, I’ll begin.”

Madison nodded, but her mouth opened a second later. “Ah, I feel it!”

That’s right, I pushed myself into Madison. She was already very wet, between making out, me eating her out, and then the pair of us lying so closely together naked for so long. Suffice it to say, her pussy welcomed my cock. I penetrated my sister in a single push. I was too excited, I pushed all the way in a single forceful shove.

“Ah! It hurts!” Madison cried as her hands grabbed my shoulders and squeezed, her face contorted in pain.

“I’ll stop for a moment.”

“N-no! Keep going… please… just keep going.” Madison said through clenched teeth.

I nodded and started moving my hips. Her pussy did offer a little resistance at this point, my movements slightly impeded by her as I tried to push it back and forth in a rhythm. With a look of pain on Madison’s face, I could only move slowly why watching my sister. Knowing that it was only temporary, I could on just keep going and pray it turned the pleasure quickly.

Fortunately, after a minute or so of awkwardly pushing myself in and out of her, Madison’s face started to relax. I breathed an easier breath and leaned down kissing her. Madison kissed back. My naked body had completely enveloped hers now. I could feel her tight pussy around my cock. Madison, with her small form, was very tight. It was an experienced I had never felt before. Mom was tight too, but since Madison was so small, and my dick was nearly seven inches, it took up a lot more of her inner space. It might only be an optical illusion, but it truly looked like I was impaling my sister.

Her hands remained in place, holding my shoulders tightly. I finally got into the proper movements of thrusting into her. The pair of us started panting as we looked each other in the eyes and my hips moved in a rhythm, enjoying the feel of my sister’s pussy. Her small body under me felt so delicate at that moment, and I just wanted to hold her forever. Meanwhile, my hands ran down her chest, touching her pale, smooth skin as I moved.

“Hah… Hah… b-brother…” Madison’s eyes held pure affection and desire, seemingly lost at the moment.

“I love you, Madison,” I spoke from my heart. “I love you so much.”

“I…” Madison’s eyes widened for a moment, but then she gave a perfectly beautiful smile. “I love…”

“Hey, Madison, can I borrow that book on Trig. My last score was-” The door burst open.

Hannah, who had never knocked once in her sister’s door before barging in, had once again stormed into her room. I had forgotten to lock the door when I made my way to the bed, so the door opened without resistance. I immediately turned my head back, and Madison also looked up. The pair of us were naked, and I was still inside of Madison. The opened door provided just enough light to illuminate both of our naked forms. The two of us stared at Hannah with our mouths open and our eyes wide, unable to say a word.

Hannah herself froze, her eyes widening until they looked like they’d burst out of her head. “Oh…”

That was the only word that came from Hannah’s mouth after nearly half a minute of silence. Then she immediately turned around and fled the room, slamming the door behind her as she left.

“No! Hannah!” Madison gave a shout, shoving me off of her and immediately getting to her feet.

A bit of blood was trickling down her leg as she stood up, but she ignored it, tossing on her nightie and the pair of shorts. She fled the room a moment later, chasing after Hannah without sparing me a single glance. A minute later, I was alone on Madison’s bed naked. The silence permeated the dark room entirely.

“Shit.”

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“It started when Anna and Elsa left…” Aurora explains.

“What is that!” You exclaim our loud and stand up.

“Yes, our daughters left. They got bored being cooped up in the mansion all the time. I tried to stop them, but they said they knew Father would be angry, so they made sure to cover their tracks.”

You do a quick scan with magic, but alas, Anna and Elsa have completely disappeared. They’ve gone off the grid. It is just five days, why did so much stuff have to happen? Perhaps a better question is why didn’t you notice it when it was happening. You could have checked up on any of your girls at any time over the last five days and got a feeling that something was up. However, almost half of your harem was with you on the boat, and you spent the time playing around rather than keeping track of your girls.

You finally sit back down, letting out a breath. “Okay, then what happened.”

“It started out slowly about four days ago, the mood in the mansion started to change. Some of the girls were growing restless. You had been gone for nearly a month. Ursula was talking about leaving, since she considered herself a captive. Even Moana spoke of abandoning the mansion and raising her baby on her own!”

You wince at those damning words. You had been a bit inconsiderate of your harem. There were just so many women. How could you possibly account for every one of them all the time? Perhaps had Ariel stayed behind, they’d be too busy dodging female rape that they wouldn’t have noticed your absence as much. However, your greatest cheerleader had also left the mansion a few weeks back, leaving the abandoned girls to feel abandoned. Can’t this be one of those Xian Xia stories where you bang a girl once and she’s blindly loyal to you for years and years after?

“It looks like I have much to make up for!” You sigh. “So, then what?”

“Two days ago, Megara put out a vote to officially Unionize and demand better treatment. Ursula and Moana jumped on board. A single promise to Jasmine that she’d get some and she signed up too, dragging Elena along. Belle signed up quickly after. So did Maleficant. The maids said something about you abusing them and their sisters with magic, and joined them.

“Those of us that tried to hold out were already outnumbered. Nala caved under pressure and some scandal about what she was doing with fruit.”

You stopped her from fucking vegetables so she started fucking fruit! Damn it, Nala, find a new kink!

Aurora continued. “It finally came to me, Grimhilde, Medusa, Pocohontas, and Cinderella. Cinderella said that one of her former lives had always wanted to revolt against authority. As for Medusa and Grimhilde, Megara captured them and took them away. When they returned, it was clear they had been brain washed. That was when they decided to booby trap the house, to remove all sex using some kind of area spell.”

“So, it is a spell?” You mutter.

Aurora gave a confirmation. “Yes, Medusa cooked it up. It censors out all sex. In the end, they didn’t even need to brainwash me, because my mind had been forced to forget all thoughts of sex. I didn’t forget what it was, it was just that my mind tried to repel those thoughts forcefully.”

Ariel nods as well. “That’s what happened to me as well. As soon as I entered the mansion, I planned to start warming some of the girls up for hero’s homecoming but by the time I took a few steps I forgot everything about sex.”

“It should have hit you too, hero-san, but I guess you had some kind of protection.”

You gave a shrug and a smile, not explaining more. Well, you technically being an interdimensional being moving an avatar is still something you probably don’t want to mention to the girls. Either way, a Demon Lord’s spell isn’t enough to hold you down. You’re more curious about how Megara got everyone to follow her.

“Well, if that’s the case, I better go put an end to this foolishness.” You stand up and flex.

“Be careful, hero-san, Ariel and I were not considered threats, so we were merely left under Medusa’s spells. But even if you undo Medusa’s censorship, the other women have likely gone under more strenuous brainwashing. It won’t be as easy to fight against them.”

Ariel also speaks up, although now she is busy playing with her mom’s nipples. “Yes, hero, before I came to have tea with mom, I saw the other girls who came home with us being taken away to Megara. Even the girls who went with us to the Capital have likely already been brainwashed. You may have to fight some of them. They will resist you.”

You give a single stoic nod. “I understand. I guess I’ll just have to forcefully rape every woman in my harem for their own good.”

“Eh? Hero-san,” Aurora gives you a strange look. “Can’t you just magically remove the mind control? Or purify the women with a spell rather than your penis?”

“I think we both know that’s not happening…”

“…”

“Enough talk! It’s time for rape!” You kick open the door, the battle has just begun.

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P.S. This is the arc that one chapter in a bunch of you stated you hated. Therefore, I’ll happily cut out all future sex scenes to quickly get through this arc per your request and desires.

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“Hero! I don’t understand, what are you doing with that, p-p-p-pervert!” Ariel cries.

“Hero-san, this is most inappropriate!” Aurora hugs her daughter, trying to keep Ariel from seeing your blur.

You move forward and grab both women, tossing them on the bed.

“Aiiiii!” The two girls let out cries as they fall down into the mattress to the side.

Like a mad animal, you leap onto the bed and begin tearing off their clothing. As their boobs become exposed, they too are merely a blur. Both women are helpless to resist as you fondle their chests roughly. Well, whatever is in effect can’t seem to prevent you from doing this. Well, to be honest, you’re fondling a blur of pink, with some dark pink in the middle where their ******* can’t be seen. Seriously, you can say boobs, but not *******? Well, either way, you grab their ******* and twist them playful, fondling the skin with your fingers.

“Ah! This…” Aurora gasps.

“Hero is playing with my boobies, mom!” Ariel cries out, however, she also looks like she’s sexually stimulated and right about to cum.

“To think, we would be sexually assaulted by hero-san.” Aurora moaned tearfully, “At least, now that he has taken our boobs, there is nothing else he can take from us as women!”

“S-seriously? You now I plan to plow your tight **** with my ***** right?”

The two girls cock their heads like you’re speaking gibberish. Well, technically you are at the moment. You finish ripping off the women’s clothing, exposing the blurriness below. Aurora and Ariel now lay before you, nothing but skin and blur. You grab onto your own blur, and decent on Ariel.

“Ah, what is hero-san planning to do!” Aurora cries.

“Me? I’m just going to break the content filter!” You declare

You shove your blur wildly into Ariel’s blur. Ariel is a woman you’ve enjoyed in every detail. You could say to have a good feel for her. Plus, whether magic or not, Ariel is still your slutty *****. The censor might be able to restrict Ariel’s understanding of the birds and the bees, but her body wouldn’t lie. She is already quite excited, and there is nothing the censors could do about how wet and ***** she is. Seriously, ***** too? Okay… um… damp? Either way, your **** slides in smoothly.

“Ahhhhh! It’s so big!” Ariel lets out a cry as it slides into her wet, hot parts smoothly.

Ariel’s body moves on instinct, her hand moving down and grabbing your blur with one hand while fingering her own blur with the other. Soon, she’s pulling your d*** into her p**** excitedly. The glazed over look in her eyes starts to diminish, and the slutty bit** you know is starting to return.

“What is going on?” Aurora demands. “What is he doing to you ‘down there’?”

“Ahn…. Ah. Ah… mom… it feels wonderful! He’s fuc*ing me in the pussy mom! He’s fucking me! It feels wonderful!” She turns to you, her expression completely like the innocent lewd princess you had come to love. “I love your cock. Oh, it feel so good in my pussy!  I missed this big dick! How could I ever forget how great it feels filling up my tight cunt!”

“Fucking hell yeah! My little bitch is back!” You and Ariel high five, which is admittedly a weird thing to do while you’re plowing her, but getting your main squeeze back makes you feel much better about the situation.

“I don’t understand. What are you two doing with your mouths? What are those words? What’s that wet gushy noise! Your blurry parts, they’re focusing! Eh! Th-that’s so dirty!” Aurura cries out as you continue to fuck her daughter next to her.

Meanwhile, the more indecent you act, the more the filter breaks down. The blurriness fades in and out, like it is desperately trying to resist, but in the end, the gushy sounds of Ariel’s dirty sex as you pound away at her tight pussy are things that it can’t censor. Only Aurora, who is lying to the side while covering her eyes seema to remain blurred.

“Mom! Don’t look away, watch how wet your daughter is! Isn’t it your man making your daughter so wet! Look mom, look!” Ariel says excitedly, removing her fingers which are rubbing her own clit to orgasm and diving them in Aurora’s blurry patch.

“Ah! It feels, what is my daughter doing? She’s touching my no-no!… No…” Aurora shook her head. “That’s not right, you’re touching my p*ssy. My cunt, my pussy, my daughter is fingering my pussy!”

The revelation came into Aurora’s mind just like Ariel, a smile breaking on her face as she comes out of her stupor. However, then she realizes her daughter is fingering her, and looks away shyly, clearly wanting to resist being violated by her naughty daughter.

“Ah… c-cumming! Hero’s big dick is making me cum!” Ariel cries as she cums, wrapping her legs around your hips as she explodes in an orgasming, grabbing a tugging on her own tits aggressively as she orgasms excitedly.

When Ariel finally finishes, Aurora pats you on the hip. “My hero-san, you’ve saved us again. We can’t be the only ones affected. You must make sure to free all of the ladies and find out the source of this.”

You give Aurora a nod as you pull out from her daughter, who is still shivering and leaking. “I plan to, but first I must make sure you’re completely purified from this censorship curse.”

“Ah? Hero-san, we’re good now. See, we can even fuck *beep* and say naughty words like cunt *beep*.”

“Eh? Mom’s still beeping!” Ariel accuses while pointing a finger.

“What are you talking about? Hero-san, what are you hiding behind your back? Is that a horn you’re honking every time I say fuck *beep*?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about. Clearly, you are still much affected by the curse, specifically in the mouth region. I can only see one way to purify this mess.” You wag your ten inch dick in Aurora’s face.

“Eh… hero-san, if you just wanted me to suck your dick, I’d happily…*beep*!”

“It’s a curse! What are you talking about, a curse! I’m purifying you!’ You declare, “Now, let the purification begin!”

Aurora gives you a wry smile, but still makes her way to her knees. A moment later, she wraps her lips around your cock, still wet from her daughter’s pussy. As you fuck Aurora’s mouth, you mean purify, as your purify Aurora’s mouth, you consider what is going on. The entire mansion has been cursed with censorship. You have only one choice, you’re going to have to plunge deep into this conspiracy and give the culprit a major pounding.

You also make sure to purify Aurora and Ariel a few more times before you leave.

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“C-congratulations.” Aunt Rose stood up and patted mom’s shoulder, taking the cake from her hands and putting it on the table. “I-I-I’m so proud of you.”

Aunt Rose’s voice sounded full of emotion, and she looked for a second like she’d cry almost as much as my mother. Her voice filled the room, which had been dead silent for what felt like an eternity after mom’s announcement. Of course, the person who was in the most shock was me. Mom… was pregnant? That means I… I was having a baby? I had always run on the assumption that mom was using protection. I just assumed she’d take care of it and wouldn’t be taking risks with her son. Then again, in this world, pregnancy wasn’t a “risk” so much as a goal. As far as men who acquired no responsibility from the child, there was nothing to even be concerned about.

“I didn’t know mom had been with any man…” Hannah murmured in a daze.

Moms eyes flashed to me before speaking. “Ah… well, it was a chance encounter. A friend of Noah’s, as it were.”

At those words, Hannah shot me a concerned look and I could only respond with a silent shrug. She’d never dream I was the father, but Hannah was misinterpreting things in a worrying direction. This man who had taken mom’s virginity, perhaps Hannah was thinking the man had returned and slept with mother.

Of course, I knew that mom was telling a lie. I was certainly the father of her baby. However, even in this culture, that sort of relationship was just taboo enough that it wasn’t one we wanted to announce. Thus, mom had to come up with a story, and friend of dad’s made the most sense. Since mom knew nothing about the video, then she also didn’t know Hannah could come to the conclusion that mom was dating Madison’s true father.

Who knew what was going through Hannah’s mind. It wouldn’t be an unbelievable jump to think that mom knows Madison’s true origins, and perhaps fell for her former rapist. Seeing the worried look in Hannah’s eyes, it was hard to see whether it’d be worst if mom knew about it or not, especially if she was having another of the man’s babies.

“I’m going to my room.” Madison suddenly declared, turning away and walking out.

“Madison…” Mom tried to say something, but Madison left before she could, only leaving mom to sigh.

I touched mom’s shoulder, and for a second I thought she might embrace me, but she managed to hold back at the last second, only putting her arm around my shoulder and giving a less intimate hug. I kissed mom on the cheek anyway. Our communication was brief, but I like to think we were able to get across what we wanted to with our eyes, while seeming only like a son congratulating her mother on the outside. Mom’s eyes said she was apologetic that she didn’t tell me sooner, and was concerned about how I would react to her being pregnant. My eyes told her that I wasn’t angry with her, and we could talk about it later tonight.

With just Hannah, Rose, mom, and I, we cut small pieces of cake and ate in relative silence, our previous argument having been effectively killed by mom’s announcement. Mom was worried over my thoughts on our pregnancy. Hannah was worried over mom’s potential baby’s daddy. Even Rose had a strange look on her face that was difficult to grasp. She seemed to be upset, like she might cry at any moment, but I couldn’t reason out why she might be feeling that way. However, I decided it wasn’t a good idea to bring up getting her pregnant again right now. The conversation would come up again since I already put it out there, but it wouldn’t be instantaneous. Either way, most of my mind was on Madison who had stormed out. She looked genuinely upset, and seemed unmoved by mom’s announcement. I wish I knew what Madison was thinking.

After the awkward party, we all parted our separate ways. I went back to my room, took a shower, and then crashed on my bed. I thought about what Madison had said earlier. Her time in Academy was clearly giving her a bad impression of men. I needed to spend more time with her. I would hurt if my sister came to resent me. Madison would always be my cute and adorable sister, and I really had to consider giving her a baby.

Maybe my own reaction wasn’t the smartest. I thought if I showed her how I treated our aunt, that it would reassure her that I’d treat her the same way. That was a stupid thing to think. It only seemed to have driven a bigger wedge between us. Just as I was considering getting up and going to Madison’s room, there was a knock on my door. That had to be mother looking to finally discuss this child we’d be having. Me? A father?  It still blew my mind. Perhaps part of the reason I thought so vehemently about Madison is so I didn’t have to think about this child.

I got up and answered the door, but upon swinging it open, the person I saw immediately pushed there way in, covering my mouth before I could shout. As the door closed behind her, she began to speak.

“Shhh… it’s me!”

“Hah?” I wasn’t scared by the cloaked woman who pushed me into my room, just surprised, but after seeing her pull back her hood, I instead became confused. “Nada?”

“Yes! You remember, I’m Veris’s daughter. We slept together before… uh… that’s actually why I’m here.”

I was letting the thought of Mom being pregnant with my child get to me, but I had already gotten two women pregnant nearly nine months ago. No… wait… nine months… that could mean my children were already born!

“Your baby?” I asked, a sense of dread filling me.

“Baby?” Nada cocked her head, as if confused by the question. “Ah… no… actually, the baby didn’t take.”

I let out a breath of relief knowing that I hadn’t become a father prematurely. No, that isn’t right. I’m still a father. I’m still having a baby. As my mind worked harder, I realized that the baby probably didn’t take because Nada never attempted to impregnate herself. Over the course of the nine months since I had given her my seed, I had regretted succumbing to my hormones. At the time, I thought it didn’t matter. My cum was plentiful and the more babies, the better. However, the more I considered it, the more I realized that this wasn’t the kind of person I wanted to be. I didn’t want to have tons of babies with women, never to see or care about them.

“Oh…” I responded, trying to make my voice sound sincere.

“So…so, naturally, since you pr-promised a baby, then we should try again?” Nada declared.

As I carefully watched Nada’s face, I could see that she was trying to avoid looking at me. She actually didn’t look good right now. Her skin looked a bit pale. She wasn’t wearing any makeup. Her hair was barely cleaned. She also smelled a little dirty. It wasn’t to the extent that she was appalling to see or smell, but she merely felt off. Her movements also seemed… strange. She movements were a little jerky.

“I… suppose…” I said cautiously.

Nada nodded eagerly, and immediately started stripping without any more conversation. I fought from hissing as I began to see her naked body. She had lost a lot of weight in the last nine months. She was always skinny, but most of her plumpness was gone. Her bones showed through her ribs and her arms looked very thin. Her body was incredibly white, but most shocking were the blotchy bruises showing up in various plays all over her body. However, there was a specific spot my eyes were drawn to automatically, her arms.

The thirteen-year-old me might have felt something off, but would have been unaware with what. The current me, on the other hand, was a bit familiar with some of the signs Nada was showing. I could only shake my head as I noticed the bruises on Nada’s arms. In particular, right where her vein was were several needle marks. She seemed oblivious to my cringing, instead leaping up on the bed and spreading her legs. I moved up to the bed, but before I could say anything she immediately held up her hands.

“Ah! Before… we need the condom. Yes…”

“I don’t have any condoms…” I responded simply, watching Nada cautiously. “Your mom brought the condoms last time.

“F-fuck!” Nada gave out a cry, shaking her head agitatedly. “Seriously, I don’t have condoms. I don’t…”

“It’s fine, I’ll just cum inside you. I’m confidant in that.” I spoke, already predicting her response.

“N-no! We… we can’t! I mean… a cup! Do you have a cup? You can just do it in a cup!” Nada said excitedly, shaking her head up and down.

“Nada, if you want to get pregnant, then it’s best if I cum inside you.”

“N-n-no. No… No…” Nada was shaking her head as if she was barely listening to me. “The cup… I need your seed… I need…”

“Nada, how long have you been on drugs.” I asked lightly, not moving from my spot.

Nada started laughing, her eyes flashing around incoherently. “You… you sound like mom… mom always says that. It’s… it’s not that bad. I just need the mo- I need your seed…”

I let out a long sigh. In my college years, I had been required to perform some community project as part of my degree. I had ended up working in a drug clinic. There were many people I had met there, and they all acted just like Nada. I was starting to understand what had happened. Perhaps the signs had been there last time, but between Veris and my own horniness, I didn’t notice.

“Where’s your mother, Nada? Where’s Veris?”

“Mom? My mom?” Nada shook her head. “No… not mom. She wouldn’t help me anymore. But you’ll help me, won’t you? They’re scary… She said she’d give me a gram if I sucked her pussy. I-I’m not gay! Thos-those fucking lipsticks. Think they can make women want them by making them owe money…”

“Your mother, does she know you’re on drugs again?” I tried to keep Nada talking.

“What does mom have to do with this!” Nada nearly shouted, giving a glare. “Mom… fuck mom! She tried to get me out of debt… but then she started nagging me so much. I couldn’t live with her anymore. She was such a nag! She didn’t even do anything. It was you seed they took anyway, it’s not like mom had to give anything. She just stressed me out too much, I had to leave… you get it? I had to!”

Nada was Veris’s daughter, so Veris had done whatever she could to help her. To get her out of debt from her drug dealers, some local gang of lipstick lesbians, she had sold my cum on the black market. However, Nada didn’t stay clean, and now she’s back in this same situation. Of course, Veris had already thrown away her job, her credibility, and her livelihood to protect Nada. She had nothing else. Meanwhile, it seemed like Nada needed more seed. Nine months ago, I had banged a girl so she could get drugs. I just didn’t realize it at the time.

“We’re not going to be doing this.” I shook my head. “You need help. You should go to your mom.”

“Mom? Mom! Mom! Why are you fucking going on about my mom! I’m here! Don’t you want this body? Just do it! You can even fuck me in the ass! I just need the seed. Two shots. Like last time. Isn’t my body enough. Just take my body!” As Nada spoke, she crawled towards me.

Rather than looking sad or crying, her eyes looked fierce. It wasn’t a look of remorse, but of desperation. Before I even though to back away Nada lept forward and grabbed me, pulling me onto the bed.

“Stop this, Nada!” I declared, but at that point I realized the Nada was stronger than me.

It wasn’t just the fact she had ten years on me and was on drugs that likely prevented her from controlling her strength safely. I had been kept in this mansion my entire life. Suffice it to say that I had basically no body strength. Perhaps a part of my shitty performance in bed is that I had never even done simple things like running around and climbing. I was the picture-perfect manifestation of a human louse.

Thus, I didn’t try to fight back as Nada began ripping off my clothing. “Come on, come on… just fuck me!”

Nada wasn’t being gentle, and even though she had gotten her hands on my cock, she wasn’t squeezing it correctly, and was actually making things worst. I had flashes back to the day I had come to this world, with a frantic teenage maid riding me desperately trying to make me cum. Between the two events, this one was scarier. The out-of-it desperation Nada expressed was dangerous. Perhaps if I was in a normal male body, I could handle her, but for perhaps the first time in both of my lives, I felt truly helpless.

“Cum! Just fucking cum, damn it!”

Nada gave up trying to jack it off, getting on top of me and lining up my cock with her pussy. At this point, I don’t even think she had a plan. She was coked out on drugs and clearly was no longer using her mind. I didn’t feel much enjoyment as she slid herself on my dick. Soon, she was humping my body. However, her movements were still jerky and incoherent, and thus what could have been a fun ride was a tad awkward and uncomfortable.

“Please… I need it… don’t let them rape me…” Nada sounded like she was speaking to herself. “Fuck, Faeri, fuck her!”

The fact that she was raping me while afraid of being raped herself didn’t seem to stick in her drug-addled brain. She continued to move her body, but she herself wasn’t very wet, it barely got in after a few painful humps, and now my dick was plunging in and out of her with a bit of resistance. It felt sexually stimulating to me, but it was probably uncomfortable and a bit raw for her had she been focused on receiving any feeling from it.

“Come, come on, come on…” She started crying, but she wasn’t even looking at me anymore, it was almost like the sexual stimulation was causing her emotions to overload, soon causing to bawl her eyes out incoherently.

Still, even though it was rough, I was still a teenager. Nada could have been ten times worst and my dick would still betray me. My load exploded while Nada was still riding me. Part of me thought about telling her I was about to cum, but given the situation, I didn’t want to give her the pleasure, so to speak. As for Nada’s part, she kept going even as I came. She didn’t even seem to be aware as cum shot into her pussy. The cum added a bit of lube, so the movements became smoother and more enjoyable for me, but Nada wasn’t even looking at me, and seemed in her own little world as her she pushed up and down with her legs.

“Cum.. cum… please… I need it!” Nada said in a whining voice.

“I already did…” I finally responded, staring up at her with a challenging look.

Nada acted like she didn’t hear me. “Cum… just cum.. wh…wh…what?”

Nada finally looked down at her crotch, and could see white stuff leaking down my shaft, and a pool of it sitting in my pubic patch.

“F-f-f-fuck! Fuck! No… Damn it!” Nada screamed as she pulled out of me, looking down at her crotch leaking white stuff. “Fuck! You bastard! I need this! I need it!”

“Well, it seems like you got what you needed, now kindly fuck off.” The voice came from behind Nada, she barely could turn her head when there was a sudden thud.

Nada collapsed to the side, falling of the bed and landing to the floor with a thump. Behind her stood Brooke, standing there with the butt of her gun raised up in a hitting gesture. She casually holstered her weapon and gave me a look.

“You alright, kid?” Brooke asked.

“Oh… baby!” Mom shoved past Brooke. “Oh, no… oh…”

Mom immediately jumped onto the bed, and my face ended up being shoved right into her breasts. “I’m find mom, I’m okay.”

My voice sounded muffled cumming from mom’s chest. However, I couldn’t even put my dick away. Mom actually, grabbed it and immediately started cleaning it up with a towel she had pulled out of god knows where.

“I’m sorry… baby… this is mommy’s fault. I’m sorry. I’ll clean this, I’ll fix it. Brooke!”

Brooke nodded. “I’ll douche her and force feed this bitch some day-after pills and then dump her at the station. Don’t worry, Morgan.”

“No!” Mom suddenly turned angrily to Brooke. “You were supposed to protect my family. What do we pay you for? Yet you let this drug fend into my home! And just last year there was that incident with the maid. That’s twice my son had been raped under your watch! You’ve failed!”

Brooke put on a surprised look as mom’s furry turned to her. “You asked me to watch the Aunt… This woman is family of one of the former maids. As soon as my security told me they let her through I went and found you…”

“You should have done better! This is my child! How can I trust you to do your job when you’ve made these awful mistakes? How can I trust you to protect my family?”

“Morgan…” Brooke was speechless, but there was a clear sign of hurt in her eyes. “I did my best…”

“Your best wasn’t good enough! My son needs to be protected. You’re fired!”

“Enough!” I shouted, interrupted mom’s tirade.

Mom turned to me, but rather than looking angry, she looked like she was about to cry. “Sweetie… I want-“

“This was my fault, mom.”

“Clyburn, you don’t need to feel respon-“

“No! Veris came to me last year and asked me for semen. She said she wanted to get pregnant with her daughter. So, I had sex with them. Both of them! I let them in, and I let them leave with my semen.”

“H-honey?” Mom looked a little hurt, but I couldn’t stop.

“I asked for this! So, don’t blame Brooke.”

“This isn’t your-“

“Of course, it is!” I interrupted her. “This is all my problem. It’s my seed that is so dangerous. However, you keep me in this damn mansion like a slave. I never have seen the world outside. I can’t even defend myself.  How am I supposed to survive out there when I’m trapped in here? That’s your doing.”

“Honey… what are you saying?”

“I’m saying how can I be a father when I can’t even take care of myself?” The words came out before I could stop myself.

That’s right, I have never been a father. I don’t even know how to be a father. I’m not strong enough to protect myself, then how am I going to protect the girls who love me? This event with mom showed me that. I was too week and useless. At this moment, I hated myself for being so weak.

Brooke was watching the pair of us, but she kept her mouth quiet. Whether what I said was enough for her to realize the baby was mine, I didn’t know. Mom was staring at me in shock, not expecting that sort of statement from me.

Mom looked at me tearfully, “I’m… sorry…”

“Get out…”

“Baby…”

“Out!”

Slam! Once the door was shut on Brooke, who was holding the unconscious Nada, and my mother, I leaned back on the door and fell down to my butt. Soon, tears started falling down my face. Mom was pregnant, and carrying my kid, and I just kicked her out of my bedroom like a tantruming teenager. Now, I couldn’t stop crying.

“Why is everything so fucked?” I muttered to myself.

These fucking hormones… I’m having trouble controlling them. I shouldn’t have done that. She wasn’t just my mom, she was the mother to my child. I needed to be a better man. I needed to be stronger. However, at that moment, I just didn’t want to be around mom for another second. What I needed was someone else to talk to. I needed someone else.

I stood up and walked through the side door, sneaking out from the main entrance to my room. I walked across the mansion while avoiding being seen the best that I could. Soon, I found the door I was looking for. I knocked three times before the door finally opened. She was standing there in a nightie, looking as cute and beautiful as ever.

“Brother? What do you want?” Madison demanded, rubbing the sleep from her eyes.

My tears already began to fall, and before I could stop myself, my hands wrapped around Madison. Madison didn’t push me away. Instead, she wrapped her arms around me and hugged me back. This only caused me to cry even harder. We stepped into Madison’s room, and the door shut behind us.

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“Damn it! Does the Demon King understand how important this treaty is to the demon realm? We can’t afford another war.”

“Be careful, Typhon, or your words might be misinterpreted as disrespect for our Lord.” A dark, scrawny man spoke up.

“Is that a threat?” Typhon looked darkly at the man as if he wanted to pull his sword and strike the man down in an instant.

The man held out his hands and gave an innocent look. “I’m merely pointing out the harsh reality. It has always been my job as a Truthsayer.”

“Truthsayers…” Typhon almost spat as he said that word. “I’ll never understand the tradition of hiring your kind.”

“It is your refusal to use my kind that is the very reason you have no real power outside of the army. The demon realm commands, it is only your job to figure out how to carry out those commands.”

“I have always gotten the job done. Do not try to accuse me of insubordination.”

The dark man grinned. “I wouldn’t dream of it. You have earned your place in the military. Your command of the army has always been explementary. The Demon King wouldn’t have promoted you to Lord General of his armies otherwise. However, let us worry about treaties and diplomacy. You can worry about what to do if diplomacy fails.”

“Hmm… part of me thinks you want a war…” Typhon turned his head away in disgust.

“Even if the Demon King does, your only concern should be… how to win it!” The dark man snorted.

When Typhon remained standing in front of his planning table without another word, the Truthsayer merely nodded and turned to leave the tent. As he reached the entrance, he noticed me standing there, having stayed outside while they discussed things. Had this been something I wasn’t supposed to hear, likely the guards wouldn’t have let me be so close. The man was deathly pale, his skin white with an almost bluish hue. His eyes were also completely red. As to what race he was, I couldn’t even guess. There were several hundred types of demons in the demon realm, and I hadn’t made an effort to identify all of them yet.

“A human slave… disgusting.” When the man’s eyes caught mine, he immediately looked away and muttered those words.

My charm and looks seemed to hold no sway over the man, at least if I allowed the expression on his face tell me so. However, I was a woman adept at deception, and the truth was my appearance had greatly startled the man. I had the sense that the only reason he looked away is to stop himself from pushing me down. With just that brief interaction, I could feel that this was a man used to power and being able to use it however he wanted. He was a man who would flick his fingers and rape a farmer’s daughter just because she aroused him in passing, likely in front of her own husband. As much as he had browbeat Typhon in the tent, the truth was Typhon did hold a great deal of power, and this man was deeply agitated and threatened by Typhon. Whether Typhon knew this was how the man felt, I didn’t know.

It seemed like the longer I stayed in camp, the more I started to remember all of Denova’s teachings. The Cambion lifestyle had been almost suffocating with how upfront and honest everyone was. This sort of subtle subterfuge and politics actually allowed my abilities to thrive much better.

“For a Truthsayer, he seems to lie quite easily,” I muttered to my side.

The man immediately stiffened and stopped his step without turning back. His shoulders shook in a suppressed rage. However, the guards on either side of the tent actually put their hands on their blades. I was Typhon’s girl, and if this man turned to strike me, these two men would defend me until the moment Typhon ordered otherwise.

“Hahaha!” The laughter breaking out from my side was from Fanreek, who let out a barking laugh, slapping me on the shoulder.

Where my comment was jabbing, Fanreek’s actions were flat out disrespectful. It actually took some of the man’s anger off of me, and directed it all on Fanreek. I suspected Fanreek had done this intentionally, for which I was thankful. My words had came out unintentionally and I didn’t expect the man to stop.

“Fanreek, come in… and bring my slave with you.” A voice interrupted from within the tent.

With us being called by Typhon, the Truthsayer could only sniff and head the rest of the way out. His back was still shaking with agitation and he clearly was embaressed. I probably shouldn’t have said anything, but my mouth got the better of me. I know I was a slave, but after listening to him talk down to my master, a strange part of me felt the need to bite back.

“Hey… Fanreek, what is a Truthsayer?” I whispered to him as we entered the tent.

Fanreek shot me a wondering look and then let out another laugh.

“Demon King’s and their council members typically higher Truthsayers.” It was Typhon who spoke up. “On the surface and to commoners, they act as representatives. They spread the truth of their lords to the masses. They deliver decrees, spread commands, and even negotiate on behalf of their masters.”

“On the surface? So, what do they really do?” I knew the words were unbecoming of a slave, so I immediately coughed. “Ahem… if master pleases…”

Typhon gave me a look out of the side of his eye, but I couldn’t read if it was a pleased or displeased look. “Truthsayers tell the truth. They’re the one person in the kingdom that can tell a King exactly what they think. King’s and other people of power end up living in a bubble surrounded by yesmen. Most people are either too afraid to tell a Demon King what they truly think of his decisions and methods. Truthsayers are a protected group designed to counter that. Harming a Truthsayer is equivalent to treason, even for a Demon King. They force leaders to question their actions, putting pressure on them to truly consider their actions.  Well, good Truthsayers work that way. The worst of them become just another aristocrat using the power they borrow from whichever noble they keep on a short leash.”

“And who is he?” I asked.

“He is a Moroi. Truthsayer of Tigon. Tigon’s second only to the Demon King in power. Tigon’s been opposing the Demon King in actions since before you were born. He believes in demon purity and has an extreme hatred for humans. Letting his Truthsayer lead the negotiations is like throwing oil on fire. You need not worry of such things.”  Typhon shook his head, giving me a stern look.

“Should we not worry?” Fanreek spoke up. “The demon’s bane is a very real problem. I side with you, my lord, we can not afford another war. Every year the humans grow stronger and we grow weaker.”

Typhon poured a drink and took a sip before responding. “Some would argue that this is why we should strike now. If we can wipe out the humans, or at least subjugate them, we should do so before we become too weak and unable. Besides, it is the Demon Castle’s official position that the demon’s bane is a myth.”

“Pah!” Fanreek almost spit. “It’s no secret that the demon line weakens with every generation. It’s because of all these purebred lines. They keep their monster blood in the family so desperately that the monster blood grows thin. Soon, we’d be little different from humans ourselves.”

Typhon gave a wry chuckle. “The same people would make the argument that the purebred lines are the only reasons we have any demon blood left in the first place.”

“It’s those damn purebred families not wanting any new families to be made! They kill off the progenitors themselves when the humans don’t do it for them. Don’t tell me they don’t!” Fanreek seemed surprisingly impassioned by this conversation.

Meanwhile, Typhon merely held up his hands and sighed in resignation. It seemed to me like this was a conversation the pair had shared many times. Fanreek was well respected in the army and was one of the few people who would talk to and talk back to Typhon. In some ways, he was almost like Typhon’s Truthsayer, although neither man would appreciate me making the comparison, it seemed.

In truth, the men rarely talked. Fanreek kept to himself and his whores, and Typhon remained as a leader. It might have been arguments such as these that kept the two men from being closer.

“You can’t have come here to have this conversation,” Typhon finally sighed. “What do you want, old friend, and what does it have to do with my slave.”

Fanreek sniffed, shaking himself and letting go of his building anger. “I’d like to take your slave into town for a few nights. She’s been a slave for a while but has mostly had to fend for herself. She needs proper livery and other goods that can’t be found in the camps.”

“Very well, take her.” Typhon waved a hand.

Fanreek stopped for a second and then shook his head. “I was expecting an argument. You really do treat her more like a daughter than a slave.”

“Damn it, Fanreek, what do you want? You made the request, take the girl!” Typhon slammed his hand on the table.

Fanreek held up his hands. “Easy, easy… Aria, why don’t you go outside for a second. Typhon and I… Ahem… have things to discuss.”

I gave the man a frown, but when Typhon nodded I knew I couldn’t ignore their order. I turned around and left the tent. The men watched me leave until I was well outside the tent and earshot. There was no way for me to continue listening to their conversation. Correction, there was no way for me to listen to their conversation without the use of my skills. I immediately activated my voyeur, and soon I was back in the tent. Typhon had sat down at the table, and Fanreek was getting a drink. I took a steep breath, but a moment later it looked like the two didn’t detect my skill. I let my breath out in relief.

“What is the slave girl to you?” Fanreek asked.

Typhon remained silent for a few moments before letting out a sigh. “Do you think she’s a human spy?”

Fanreek stared stiffly for a bit before he shook his head. “Not a chance. It’s been almost a month now since she’s joined the camp. I’ve observed her that entire time under your request. I don’t believe that slave collar works on her, but other than that, I don’t sense any treachery. It’s almost like the heavens crafted a perfect woman and dropped her right into the Cambion tent.”

Fanreek… that’s a bit much. Even I felt a bit like blushing at those comments. It only disturbed me slightly that Fanreek’s association with me was an order. I had suspected as much, but this only confirmed it.

“Hmm… she talks back, and she looks her superiors in the eye. These are not the acts of a slave.”

Fanreek shrugged. “You didn’t ask me if she made a good slave. In truth, she makes a terrible slave. Frankly, half of her behavior would’ve gotten her killed ten times over if you weren’t protecting her.”

I frowned. I really thought I had been doing a good job. What does he mean I’d be killed? I had the whole camp wrapped around my finger!

“Given her beauty,” Fanreek continued, ”her abilities, and her demeanor… she’d make a useful ally.”

“An ally… hm…” Typhon seemed to be contemplating the words.

“What are your plans for her, really?” Fanreek asked.

“My son…”

“Not Seris!”

“No!” Typhon shook his head. “At first, I was just going to give her to Seris to play with, but after seeing her, I’d rather want her to join Bradrick.”

“Bradrick? Isn’t he the one who insists on doing the- ahem…”

“Yes.. given her skillsets, perhaps this Aria could keep him safe. Better yet, he can put a baby in her belly and decide to stay home and stop gallivanting around.”

“You really do see her as a future daughter-in-law?” Fanreek’s eyes rose widely at that, clearly very surprised.

Typhon waved his hand. “I don’t care about this purebred crap. To me, the demon’s bane is an inevitability. Yet… although this slave looks to be human, I somehow have the feeling that her demon children would be no weaker than a purebred. This is all just a maybe, anyway. If she becomes a mistress, or a companion, or even a guard, it matters little to me.”

Fanreek nodded as if agreeing with that strange sentiment. Meanwhile, I touched my stomach and shook my head. I had no desire to be popping out babies! I was a girl who was up for many things, but being pregnant was not one of them. I immediately started making plans to stock up on anti-pregnancy herbs and smuggle them around at all times. If I had to secretly take herb to keep this son of his from knocking me up, I was prepared to do it. Whatever loyalty I felt for his family ended at that line. I’d not going to mother his grandkids!

By the time I recovered, I found their conversation was coming to an end. I could only pull out as quickly as possible. When Fanreek came out of the tent, I was still a little flushed.

“What is it?” Fanreek asked, then gestured with his head. “Come on, let’s head to town.”

I gave a nod enthusiastically and stood up, running ahead of him. Now, I knew the first thing I planned to get in town, a lifetimes supply of anti-pregnancy medication! No matter what happened, I would never become a mother!

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“Auntie Rose, is that really true?” Madison asked excitedly.

“Yes, it is quite a strange culture. The island was unaffected by the rise of the Demon lord and the subsequent fall of man. As a result, they have radically different values from our own. They demand the population remain even, and thus kill the majority of babies. Only male babies are allowed to live, and of course the finest of female babies. It is said that doing this for so many years as made their women exceptionally fertile to seed.

“They seem to birth men at a rate of 1:100 rather than 1:1000. That still means they prematurely end 98 out of 100 pregnancies. Only one female is allowed to exist per male. The relationships are strictly monogamous, and decided at birth. Since the rates are so low, they start having babies as soon as they reach puberty, and continue on until they are in their seventies.

“Despite this, their population hasn’t decreased at all. Scientists have been studying them to figure out how fertility was increased. It doesn’t seem to be a result of the men, but some fundamental change for the women. Some scientists hypothesized that the rate of birth is dependent on the population. It isn’t so much that the women changed, but that the birthrate is modified based on environmental factors, keeping them from selectively breeding themselves into extinction.”

“Fascinating…” Madison muttered.

It was at that point while listening at the door that I finally decided to push my way in. It appeared like this Aunt Rose of mine was a worldly woman. She had spent a lot of time abroad visiting the world. She was a bit of a bookworm and seemed to like telling stories as much as Brooke, but of the more Ripley’s Believe it or not variety. She had a bright voice that sounded like a chime, but it was only after I opened the door that I got a look at her.

Aunt Rose was a short, chubby woman. I was actually a bit surprised. I had expected her to look a lot like mom. I was expecting a tall, buxom beauty with pale skin. Instead, about the only similarity between these two sisters was the buxom part. This woman had big breasts which sat on a stout frame. She wore glasses, and had her hair up in a bun with some chopsticks seemingly tied up in them. Her clothing were a pair of dress paints and a loose fitting blouse which hung low and showed a bit of her sagging cleavage.

Her body was tanned, and her face, neck and breasts had numerous freckles from having had so much sun. She wasn’t an ugly woman by any sense of the word. She probably didn’t weigh any more than mom did, but considering she was about a foot shorter than mom, it led to her having a chubby look. Her face was quite pretty, and she gave me the impression of a sexy, earthy teacher. She was one of those girls where you wanted to see what she knew. One could imagine her experience  translating to being a freak in the sheets. Well, that was the memories from my old world talking.

“Oh… so you must be him? My nephew?” Aunt Rose noticed me first, raising an eyebrow and giving me a slight smirk.

Suddenly my arm was grabbed, and Hannah hugged me, pushing her own growing boobs against my arm. “Yes! Aunt Rose, I wanted you to meet my brother.”

Why did Hannah seem to emphasize the “my” part? I looked down at her, and she looked back at me with a glowing and innocent smile. Hannah was also wearing makeup and a dress, and I hadn’t noticed it before because I was caught up looking at Aunt Rose, but she had a bow in her hair and she looked quite stunning. I found myself staring at her longer than I intended.

“Ahem!” Madison suddenly spoke out the words, not even bothering to cover it with a cough.

At that point, I realized I’d been staring at Hannah for an uncomfortable amount of time. She had been staring back, her eyes bright and a smile on her face. For a moment, I actually thought she was going to kiss me. However, she immediately turned away. Rather than letting me go, she dragged me down to the loveseat, sitting snuggled right next to me. Madison starred at the pair of us, specifically eyeing Hannah’s boobs pressing against my arm with a rather dark expression.

The strange silent atmosphere this created thankfully only lasted a moment, as mom pushed the door open and walked in a second later. This caused Rose to stop focusing on us and stand up.

“Morgan…” Rather than elated, she seemed somewhat sad and cautious.

“Rose…” Mom gave Rose a soft and gentle smile.

“You… look good, Morgan. After Noah died you looked so… lost… I’m glad to see you look…” Rose stopped as if she couldn’t find the words anymore.

Mom gently lifted a hand and put it on Rose’s shoulder. “It’s good to see you.”

“I-I shouldn’t have taken off, I-“ Rose’s eyes grew misty.

Mom then gave Rose a hug. “It’s fine. I missed you too.”

The two older women hugged in the middle of the room, while us three children could only look at each other questioningly. It seemed like the last time mom and aunt talked were on bad terms. This wasn’t just some old friends meeting up. This seemed more like a reconciliation of a strained relationship. No wonder mom wanted to look her best.

“So-sorry… I promised myself I wouldn’t come here and dampen the mood.” Rose sniffed and wiped her tears away. “Since we’re here, let’s catch up.”

Mom waved her hand, sending one of the maids out and the two women took to the couch. It was at this time that mom saw Hannah clinging to me. When mom’s eyes caught Hannah’s, Hannah actually tightened her grip and tried to lean more into me, moving just short of snuggling her cheek on my shoulder. Rather than look jealous or upset, mom only  gave a smile. She probably felt relieved that I was getting along with Hannah too.

Although mom’s relationship with Hannah and Madison was strained, she really did love and worry about them. I had enjoyed enough pillow talk lying naked with mom that I knew quite a bit about her, not as a mother, but as a woman. She had a great many worries, worries that her daughters hated her, worries that I’d end up being scammed. I never had the heart to tell her about my night with Veris and her daughter. Mom would likely be furious, and she can be scary when she truly got angry. In some ways, I think mom believed she truly did have exclusive rights to my seed, and my cock, and my body.

The maid came out and she had a pitcher of iced tea and chocolate biscuits. Hannah, Madison, and I attacked the biscuits while mom and Rose caught up. Although the other two girls were young and only half paid attention to the talking adults, I kept an ear open on their conversation. There wasn’t really much to it. Rose talked about how she traveled the world and worked for a traveling company. It turned out she was a science reporter, and often reported on ecological findings. Of course, there was no shortage of women in STEM in this world. It was much rarer for any men to ever become scientists or mathematicians. Since they had no pressure to become smart, and had free entrance into Academy, few men found meaningful jobs. They ended up trading favors (ie. seed) for secretary positions to high powered CEOs and the like. Basically, the role was flipped from my old world, with men being offered positions for sex.

“So, yeah… this job has been good to me all these years, but I’m starting to think I ought to settle down.” Rose was laughing and scratching the back of her head, but mom grew tense at these words.

Madison was looking bored like she wanted to be somewhere else, while Hannah had a biscuit in each hand stuffing her mouth until she looked like a squirrel. It was only I who was paying attention to this exchange.

“Is… that to say you wish to get pregnant?” Mom drank from her cup to hide whatever expression she made, and leaving those words up for interpretation.

Rose didn’t meet mom in the eye as she spoke, but she kept her voice chipper. “An old lay like me? We both know men don’t go for women over twenty-five. That’s why they get free access to the university. Every year over 18 a woman’s chances of being impregnated by a man drop. Now that I’m thirty-seven, I have less than a 1% chance of getting into a sexual encounter. Even the government considers it a waste for men to use their seed on women my age. What was the slogan they told boys in school? If they’re over thirty, consider them dirty?”

“It’s not that bad!” Mom protested, although she had a complicated look on her face that seemed torn between wanting to comfort her friend and also chastise her.

Mom was likely thinking the same exact thing I was thinking. Rose didn’t come here just to reconcile with mom. She came to use mom as a contact to get to me. Just like my sisters would use me to find a man to impregnate them, Rose wanted to use her bond with mom to get mom to offer me. I wondered if mom was willing to do that. To me, I didn’t really mind that much. From what I heard, most men were even more irresponsible with where they stuck it, so impregnating a family friend isn’t so bad.

I still felt a little guilty over Veris and her daughter. I shouldn’t have given them my seed. However, I was too excited by the act of getting two women at once, something I had never had in my old life. In the end, it was the teenage me that won out. To this day, I still worried what they did with my seed. Did I have a baby now with one of them? Or more likely, was my sperm sold on the black market and now I have an illegitimate baby with some lesbian couple I’ll never meet. That’s when my mind clicked on a solution for the tenseness forming between Aunt Rose and Mom.

“Surely Aunt Rose has enough pull to get some from the government? And if they won’t support someone as prestigious as Aunt Rose, there is always the black market!” I declared.

Mom and Aunt Rose turned to me in surprise. Even Madison gave me a look, suddenly trying to remember the conversation that suddenly caused me to speak up so passionately. This was a world where men speaking up and talking was considered an abnormality. Even now, Aunt Rose was treating my seed like it was mom’s permission to grant. Until I turned 16, I didn’t have much choice, and after I turned 16, I was stuck under government mandates. Basically, my seed would never be my own unless I formed a harem of sixty to a hundred women and made them all love me and want to remain in my life.

“Clyburn, right?” Aunt Rose gave me a smile. “That’s a very good idea. You’re such a smart boy for your age!”

I hid my own frown with a drink myself. Most boys my age where homeschooled by their moms. Without rigorous testing, and with few expectations, it shouldn’t be surprising that most men were much stupider than women. For a science reporter, Aunt Rose was used to her words being something that would go over a man’s head. Perhaps her own struggles with finding semen weren’t so simple. Since she unconsciously seemed to look down on men. Naturally, an intelligent, forward, and blunt woman like Rose would put them off.

Mom was also looking at her with a frown, but it seemed to come from a place of not wanting her own lover to be talked down to. However, realizing she couldn’t speak up without hinting at our unhealthy relationship, she merely gave me an apologetic look. Rose’s comments weren’t said in malice. Quite the opposite, in fact, it felt like she was trying to butter me up. She must think one or two compliments were enough to get on a man’s good side. Either that, or she just didn’t think much of thirteen-year-olds. Either way, a part of me wanted to destroy her misconceptions.

“I never understood why they don’t just separate the seeds and engineer male babies.” I muttered, as if I was speaking to myself. “Since sperm carries the X and the Y gene, men are responsible for deciding a baby’s sex. It shouldn’t be difficult to isolate and separate the Y carrying sperm, and thus create male only sperm. Then it’s a simple matter of in vitro fertilization.”

I pulled out every science term I knew. Was it in vitro or in vivo, I always forgot which was which. My business was actually a biotech firm, so I had taken a biomedical terminology class in order to speak with rep doctors. Still, my biological knowledge didn’t go much past this. Still, it felt like I had dropped a bomb in the room. Mom was staring at me with her mouth open, and Rose had her eyes widened. Even Madison was staring at me like I just grew horns, although she also had an expression that said she really didn’t understand what I just said, and to hear it could just have easily been gobbledygook nonsense as something profound.

“A-are you interested in science?” Aunt Rose said wonderingly, her previous misconception clearly being disrupted.

I gave a little cough. “Ah… actually, I just read a lot of books from the library. In truth, I’m just repeating things I heard.”

My words were partially true. It really was just things I had heard from others. As to my deep understanding of it, I had none.

Rose gave a nod. “Still, I’m impressed. I’ve met a few boys your age in the past, they are… ahem… nevermind that. As to your question, you speak of things only talked about in science fiction. If we could just take an egg out of a woman and fertilize it, that’s pure fantasy.”

I cocked my head curiously as my mom shot Rose a look that quieted her down. I was genuinely interested to see how men acted in this society of women. Were they agitated? Defiant? However, as I remembered that video I had seen, I realized I was better off not knowing. As to her answer, I was almost certain that our world could do exactly that. However, in a world where semen was rare, it likely made it an expensive research material. It seemed odd to me that in a world full of women, it was reproductive research that was more inhibited. However, perhaps that is because this “curse” that inflicted the human race interfered with our capacity to research it. After all, to this day, no scientist could explain why our species didn’t breed equal men and women like most other mammals. When “magic” was a very real answer, and healing could be achieved with chants and potions, it was only natural that medical science lagged horribly.

“How about we get that cake?” Mom announced just as their conversation started to lag.

Hannah nodded excitedly, although she didn’t let go of my arm. As mom left the room, Madison shot Hannah a glare, but Hannah only held my arm tighter.

“You two… are close?” Rose asked with a smile, trying to fill the silence.

I could only shrug helplessly with a smile, while Hannah readjusted her grip. “It’s my birthday, I wish to hold brother. That is all.”

Did Hannah feel threatened by Aunt Rose? That was the only thing I could think about as Madison frowned at us while Rose gave an awkward smile.

“You’ll be turning fifteen then. You excited about starting Academy?” Rose tried once again tried to spark a conversation.

“I’d rather start next year…” Hannah responded, lowering her head. “Brother will be starting academy next year.”

“The boys and the girls won’t be together, Hannah.” Madison sniffed. “Brother will be too busy picking women to impregnate to concern himself with us.”

“Madison!” Aunt Rose gave Madison a shocked look while Hannah looked hurt.

“That’s…”

“It’s true…” Madison shrugged. “That’s how all boys are… you can just hope brother here will set you up with a man early and then we-“

“Madison, stop…” I spoke up this time, a little put off by her comments.

“Stop what?” Madison snapped. “Hannah needs to hear it. You’re not going to be there for her. The sooner she learns she can’t depend on you, the better!”

“You’re my sisters, you can always depend on me!” I declared. “We’re family!”

“You say that now because we’re the only women you know, but as soon as you go to Academy you’ll see all these pretty women and suddenly your sisters won’t matter anymore. That’s what all the other girls at school with brothers say. It’s just the truth!”

“I won’t do that!”

“Prove it!”

“Both of you, stop this!” The last voice came from mom, causing both of us to turn our heads.

It was at this moment I realized I had pulled away from Hannah and was now standing in the middle of the room. Both Madison and I were shouting at each other. Aunt Rose was flushed and looked at a loss of what to do. Meanwhile, mom was at the doorway holding a cake. It wasn’t one she made herself, but one she bought at a store.

“Prove it…” I muttered, breaking the silence, “Fine… you want proof?”

“Clyburn…” Mom said in a warning voice.

I turned to Aunt Rose, “I’ll do it…”

“Huh? What?” Aunt Rose looked around confused with a flustered look on her face, and even Hannah and Madison didn’t understand what I meant.

“You’re here for a reason, Aunt Rose. You didn’t stop by after all these years just to catch up with my mom. You want something.”

“What?” Aunt Rose protested, giving mom a look. “What? No, I’m not… I mean… I didn’t… this is just…”

“We’re not stupid.”

“Clyburn, stop!” Mom demanded angrily.

“You came here because you want to have a baby and I’m a fresh available source for semen.”

“Ah!” Hannah gave out a cry and covered her mouth, as if this was the first time she realized this to be true.

Madison remained there with her arms crossed, a frown creasing her pretty forehead.

“It’s no-not… I didn’t…” Aunt Rose, when confronted directly, was having trouble defending herself.

“There is no use denying it.” I continued forward.

“Clyburn, this is something we can discuss la-“ Mom started.

“So, if you want a baby, I’ll give you a baby. You can live here. I want to be in my child’s life and I want to help my family. I don’t care if you’re a half-sister to Mom or whatever, you’re family-“

“Clyburn, right now, this is a bad time, so-“ Mom cut in before Aunt Rose could respond.

“Why mom? Why does it matter? I’m going to have to make five women a month pregnant. That’s required of me even though I don’t want it! I hate this world that looks down on men. I want to be in my child’s lives! I want to know my baby’s mothers. Every one of them! I want to raise my babies. Why can’t we raise a baby in this mansion? She’s your sister, right?”

“Clyburn…”

“Give me a reason! Why can’t we raise a baby in this mansion?”

“Because we already will!” Mom’s voice cut into my tirade, causing me to look up questioningly at my tearful mother’s eyes for the first time to see the anxiety in them. “I’m pregnant, Clyburn. Your mother is pregnant!”

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You remove the door and enter in your mansion. Immediately, you use magic to search for all of your girls, only to find that not a single one of them is still wearing their necklace. Damn! Why would everyone suddenly turn on you! This makes no sense! Maybe a few girls would have listened to Megara’s bullshit, but everyone? How could the likes of Ariel be swayed by her words? There must be more to this.

As you walk down the hall, you see a flutter of hair. Immediately you teleport to the end of the hall and follow the person into the room. When you open the door, you realize that the person is Ariel, and her mother Aurora is also sitting down nearby. Ariel barely pays attention to you as she sits down across from her mother. They are both wearing nice expensive dresses you bought them, and they also seem to be having tea and cookies at the table.

“Wh-what are you two doing?” You demand.

Aurora raises an eyebrow. “Why, hero-san… we’re just having tea. I haven’t seen my daughter in so long, I thought it would be nice.”

“Would hero like to join us?” Ariel asks, smiling gently.

“No, I mean, Ariel wouldn’t welcome you back by drinking some tea and chatting. She’d welcome you back with a round in the red room. What the hell is going on?”

The two girls stare at you blankly until Ariel speaks. “What’s a red room?”

“Huh?” You frown as you stare at the innocent girl.

She has no collar on, but your magic does confirm her to be the one and only Ariel in existence. This isn’t some kind of weird joke by Cruella. This is genuinely your Ariel and your Aurora, casually drinking tea in their Sunday best. Normally, the scene could even be endearing, but after the threat you received, and the weird occurrences in town, you are starting to feel like you are in the twilight zone.

“Hero-san, are you doing okay?” Aurora gives a worried look. “The girls all said that you were a bit strained, perhaps you should rest for a bit…”

You shake your head. No! This is not you who’s being weird. It’s everyone else. You’re not crazy at all.

“I’m doing just fine. In fact, I could use some ***** right now. Huh? Why can’t I say *****?”

“Hero-san, when you look at me that way, you make me blush.” Aurora turns away shyly. “I might think you’re having indecent thoughts about me.”

“I am!” you growl. “I want to **** you in the ***** with my ****. Damn it, whose censoring the words!”

The two girls look at you in confusion while you grow even more annoyed. Therefore, you decide to just show them. Reaching out, you try to grab Ariel’s tits.

“Aiiiii!’ Ariel pulls back, turning and covering her breasts while giving you a terrified look. “P-p-p-pervert!”

“Haaaah?” You stare at Ariel who gives you such an adorably innocent and teary-eyed look your urge to push her down is even greater. “Ariel, you’re being adorable right now but I’m not in the mood. If you don’t get on your knees and suck my **** right now I’m going to punish you with a ****ing.

“Hero-san!” Aurora gives you an admonishing look.

“I-it’s okay…” Ariel slowly pulls her hands away from her breasts and speaks shyly. “If hero wants to touch them, but just one touch.”

You stare dead-eyed at Ariel’s chest as she pushes it out. Meanwhile, Aurora looks away, unwilling to even bare to look at the scene. You push you finger out and push the spongey flesh of her chest.

“Ahhhh!” Ariel immediately let’s out a sound before immediately covering herself again, “It’s too much! P-p-pervert!”

“…”

“Hero-san is truly a despicable man.” Aurora admonishes.

“You know we’ve ****ed before, right?” You curse.

“I-i-if you wish to touch my boob again, I’ll allow it, but only because it’s hero.” Ariel says, her face beat red with her cheeks pushed out adorably.

“What the hell is going on? It’s like I’ve fallen into a pg-rated webnovel.”

You’re not here for any of this cute pg bullshit. You’re here do girls and chew bubblegum, and you’re all out of bubblegum. That’s it, enough of this crap. You grab the belt of your pants and pull down, unleashing the monster. There is no way the world can hold back your desires. You’re just going to tear it all down-“

“What the ****!” You cry as you look down to the thing between you legs.

“Aiiii!”

“Pervert!”

Between your legs is just one giant blur. All you can see is blotchy pink colors. As to the think between your legs, it remains completely hidden. Even though this is so, the girls still shy away all the same as if they could see it in all its glory. They cover their eyes, although Ariel is clearly looking through a crack in her hands.

You grab your ****. Ahem…. You grab your ****. *****? Okay, you grab your thing… and then start advancing on the two women. Whatever is happening, you’re going to **** your way… eh… screw your way through it, blurry mess and all!

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