“I think we missed the street,” I said, working the steering wheel to turn us around.
“I like this plan, Daddy,” she said. “You should make sure everyone is faithful to their spouses. Then they’ll be happy.”
I smiled at my daughter. “And what should I do if I found someone’s a cheater?”
“Mmm,” my daughter said. Then she grinned at me. “You’ve already done it to Mom and that asshole.”
I nodded my head. “Make the cheating wife into a sex slave and the cheating husband impotent.”
“Then give the poor spouse cheated on a faithful person.” My daughter bounced in her seat. “We should offer counseling services. We have to find all these people to make everyone happy.”
I pattered her thigh. “I like it,” I said. I glanced down the street, remembering the address. “I think that’s it.”
My daughter squealed in delight as I pulled into the driveway. My new wife was in there. I turned off the car. That asshole Mitch not only fucked my wife, but he was fucking other women, too. He was a cheating asshole. A woman peered out the curtain, spotting the car.
Mitch’s wife deserved better than she got. She would get better.
I climbed out of her husband’s car—my car—and marched up to the door, Garnet following after me. I was so eager to meet my new wife. She wouldn’t cheat on me. She would love me and cherish me the way a wife should.
And I would love her.
I knocked on the door.
“Did you loose your key, Mitch?” a woman called. A deadbolt lock twisted. Then the door opened. “Is that…” She gasped. “Oh, you’re not Mitch. Who are you?”
“You’re new husband,” I said with a grin, my thoughts burning.
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Alex Icke – Virgo
I helped cradled my sister as we rushed through the Institute. The halls were mostly deserted. Mom had ordered the evacuation before I could stop her. I just hoped Dr. Velikovsky was still around. He was the Institute’s medical doctor, on hand to help with any issues plus he was one of the men who helped produce the nanites. He had an important piece of the puzzle.
I wasn’t sure I’d want it re-created. Why share these abilities with others? There were already eleven “gods” out in the world beside my sister and me.
Alexis gasped, trembling between Dad and me. All thoughts of the future banished. What was happening to our child? The nanites must have sped up the development, but were they doing anything else to them?
“We’re almost there,” Mom said as she led, my cum spilling down her thighs. It was a strange detail to focus on, the pearly cum smearing across her flesh, but my heart hammered in my chest.
My sister and child were in danger.
“Okay, just around the corner,” Mom added like we didn’t know our way around. She had a breathy, tight quality to her voice. “Yes, yes, he’ll be there. Dr. Velikovsky will be there. He’ll see to it.”
We rounded the corner and came across Katherine Velikovsky, wearing her nurse’s uniform (and I don’t mean pink scrubs, but that classic look of the white skirt and blouse, only hers fit her like a Halloween custom), holding a box of files. She gasped as she saw us, dropping what she held. Papers burst across the hallway.
“It’s Alex!” she shrieked.
“Quiet, Katherine! Don’t run!” I barked, my will rushing out while pain flared across my mind. “Get inside the clinic!”
She darted back inside as we rushed to them. A moment later, her father, Dr. Isaac Velikovsky appeared in the doorway, his face grim. He drew in a deep breath, his hands thrust in the pockets of his white doctor’s coat.
“Doctor, my sister’s pregnancy has accelerated. You will help her! Your daughters will assist! You won’t try and escape.”
“Of course I’ll help her,” he said while my thoughts barely buzzed at all. “Come on, get the poor thing in here. I was afraid this might happen.”
“Afraid?” Mom said. “You knew this might affect her pregnancy and didn’t tell me.”
“Well, it’s not like we tested the nanites on anyone before we sent the first to the Goddess Maria Talon, now did we, President Icke. However, Dr. Bailey speculated in her notes that the nanites would have some affect on fetal tissue, perhaps causing spontaneous growth.”
“No speculation,” I growled. “Look at my sister’s. She looks about ready to pop.”
“Mmm, she does.” He glanced inside. “Melany, get the ultrasound. Katherine, yes, yes, good, you got the bed ready.”
Melany and Katherine were the doctor’s daughters, both in their earlier twenties. Since the revelation about father/daughter incest, I knew the two had grown a lot closer to their father, shifting to wearing the naughty nurses outfits as they worked in the Institute’s clinic. I imagine they were eager to take the place of their dead mother in his bed and…
None of that mattered at this moment. Why did my mind keep going down these strange avenues. I needed to be focused on my sister. I trembled as I helped her into the clinic. Melany, the younger sister, was rolling a cart across the small clinic. It resembled the small medical suite of a nurse’s office at a college. The brunette gave me a smile, her large tits almost spilling out of her top.
“Just set her right here, Alex,” she said, her face tight, her cheek pale.
“Don’t be afraid,” I ordered. “Melany, Katherine, it’s okay. You’re still your father’s sex slaves. He owns you. I won’t take you away from him. I won’t even fuck you unless he’s bred you.”
A relieved sigh escaped Melany’s lips as my thoughts prickled.
“Here you are, Alexis,” Katherine said, her sandy-blonde hair dancing about her head. She took my sister’s arm and helped ease her down on the hospital bed. “Oh, wow, you look ready to pop. Are you in any pain?”
“Just… feels weird,” she said. “I can feel my child squirming around inside of me.”
“That’s to be expected,” Katherine said. “Do you have to pee?”
Alexis nodded her head.
“They press on the bladder,” Katherine told her. “You’ll have to go more often. That’s natural. And are your ankles sore?”
“A little. And so are my breasts, especially my nipples.” She glanced down. “They’re bigger.”
“You’re milk’s probably coming in,” Melany said, lubing up the ultrasound sensor. “It’s natural to be sore. Helps to play with them.” She glanced at me and a naughty smile crossed her lips. “Or let your brother play with them.”
Katherine grabbed a thermometer and put it into my sister’s mouth, then clipped the blood oxygen senor on my sister’s pointer finger. I swallowed, staring at my twin sister. The thermometer beeped and Katherine took it then made a notation on a chart.
“Is it fine?” I asked.
“98.1,” she said. “Just fine. And oxygen levels are fine, too.” She grabbed a blood pressure cuff and wrapped it around my sister’s arm. She inflated it and my sister wince. Katherine released the pressure, listening with a stethoscope. “127 over 93,” she said. “Good, good. A little high for you, but pregnancy can cause that.”
“Okay,” Alexis said, shivering naked on the bed.
Dr. Velikovsky finished washing his hands and drew on gloves as he crossed the room. He had a friendly smile. “Okay, let’s take a look at what’s going on in your womb.”
“It’ll be fine, right?” I asked, my heart pounding.