The Institute of Apotheosis Research
Daddy's Mind-Controlled Daughters 2: Two Daughters Double the Fun
James Maxwell, head of the Department of Scrying at the Institute of Apotheosis Research, groaned as he pumped his cock in and out of his nineteen-year-old daughter's newly deflowered cunt. Mindy gasped and moaned into her twin sister Cindy's pussy, lapping through incestuous folds to clean out James's jizz.
Thank the new God for this delight,
James thought as he savored his barely legal daughter's tight pussy. He plowed into her hard, watching her small tits jiggle and her twin sister writhe before him. Finally, after the first two to receive the halos were mothers, a father became a God.
And his first act: deflower his eighteen-year-old daughter's pussy.
And James followed in his new God's footsteps, satiating the lusts which had grown in him since the first Goddess taught lesbian incest.
"Daddy!" squealed Cindy, grinding her pussy on her twin sister's mouth. "The God's moving."
James looked at the computer screen. The spy cam footage, the fiber optics inserted by a drone into the God's study, showed the God leading Kitty, his deflowered and nubile daughter, by the hand out of the room. "Where are they going?"
"He mentioned something about playing with his other daughter," moaned Cindy, her face flushed with rapture. "I think Camera 3 is monitoring Crystal's room. She's the only one else home."
"Change it," groaned James, unable to pull out of Mindy's pussy.
Cindy extended her nubile body, her hands reaching for the keyboard of his computer. Everyone in the Institute would be watching the same feed, switching cameras to continue learning their new God's teachings. Her fingers fumbled. She hit the shortcut key, cycling to a room full of pink frills and stuffed animals. Next, the subdued master bedroom appeared. She hit the key again. The screen flickered to a pair of young girls kissing, both naked. The god's daughter Crystal and another girl James didn't recognize savoring young, lesbian passion.
"Ooh, yes," Cindy gasped, watching Crystal's tight ass as she writhed atop her girlfriend. "That's hot."
Then a loud knock came at Crystal's door. "Honey, it's dad."
Crystal bolted off her friend, the pair of them scrambling to put on clothes. James kept pumping into his daughter's snatch, eager to see what lesson his God would teach next to these two nubile girls.
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I held Kitty's hand, my youngest daughter standing flushed and naked beside me. She had her other hand pressed between her thighs, trapping my cum in her newly deflowered snatch. The eighteen-year-old's blonde, braided pigtails dangled down her chest towards her small breasts, little developing bumps topped by tiny and cute nipples. Her green eyes glowed as she stared up at me, an impish grin on her face.
"Just a moment, Dad," Crystal shouted. "We, er, were trying on some different clothes. Let us get dressed."
"They were eating each other's pussies," I whispered to my daughter.
"Ooh, that's so naughty," Kitty giggled, listening to the two girls panicked scrambled, their voices low and muted through the door.
"Where's my top?" Jessica, Crystal's friend, asked.
"Here, beneath my pillow," Crystal answered.
Unable to resist, I knocked again. But I held off speaking, not wanting to give them any commands yet.
"Just a sec, Dad!" Crystal hissed, the nineteen-year-old sounding flustered. Something rattled. "We're almost dressed."
My dick thrust hard before me despite cumming three times with Kitty down in my office. My increased stamina was thanks to the halo, the bizarre device this company/new age cult had sent me. They wanted to make me into a god, I had no idea why. But their device gave me mind control powers, as well as enhanced health, physical strength, and sexual stamina.
Hence the fact I was still hard despite using my youngest so thoroughly downstairs.
"This is so much fun, Daddy," Kitty giggled.
"Yes, it is, Kitten," I grinned at her. Her mother, my wife who was at her pilates class, had named her Kitty but I started calling her Kitten. She liked to curl up in my lap and almost purr as a child. Out of our four daughters, Kitty was the smallest. Short and petite, her body wasn't as developed like her older sisters. Even Crystal, only a year older, had small handfuls of breasts and curves to her hips.
The door threw open. Crystal stood there, her blonde hair disarrayed, stray strands sticking in wild directions. She'd pulled on a tight T-shirt, vaguely like a sport's jersey with the number 1 stretched over her small breasts, and a pair of tight shorts gripping her hips and leaving most of her long legs bare. Behind her, Jessica sat on the bed, trying to look bored while reading from a magazine, tight jeans and a halter top covering her body.
A pair of panties peeked out from beneath the bed, clearly missed in the girl's haste.
I breathed in, smelling the spicy incense my daughter just lit. Here I thought she bought the incense to cover up pot. But it was just hot pussy from eating her friend out. I could just smell barely legal cunt beneath the strong aroma.
"Yeah, Dad?" my daughter asked. And then she blinked. "Why are you and Kitty naked!"
"We just fucked!" Kitty exclaimed.
My daughter tried to slam her door in my face, letting out a screech of fright. I caught it with my hand and said, "Crystal, stop trying to close the door."
My thoughts prickled, a sign my brain waves were overwriting hers.
"I'm not going to..." She shook her head, her eyes so wide as she let go of the door and stepped back. "I didn't..."
"Jesus," Jessica said, her dark-brown hair swaying about her shoulders as she scrambled back on the bed, pushing against the wall. "What's going on, Mr. Horne?"
"Relax, girls," I said, leading in Kitty by the hand, my youngest beaming. Thoughts tingling, I said, "It's okay to go nude in the house. You're not shocked or embarrassed, only turned on by the sight of your family members naked."
"Turned on?" Crystal asked, her hips squirming. "Dad, what is...?" She gave me the strangest look. "Why are we...?" She shook her head, glancing at her friend.
"Something weird is going on," Jessica muttered. "Why is Kitty covering her pussy?"
"It's full of my daddy's cum," Kitty beamed, squeezing my hand. "He just fucked me and came in me."
"Holy shit, Dad," Crystal groaned, backing away. She stared at me like I was disgusting, filthy. "She's your daughter! What the fuck!"
"I can fuck any of my daughters when I want, young lady," I told her, voice firm as she retreated to the bed, grabbing Jessica's hand for support. "And there's nothing wrong with that." The prickling in my thoughts almost burned. The more I changed someone's mind, the more I felt it. "Understand?"
"Yes, Dad," she said, licking her lips as she trembled beside Jessica.
Her friend had big tits, almost spilling out of her halter top. The straps hung off her shoulders, the top not pulled up as high as it should. I could see the hint of a pink areola. I stared at them, the bewilderment at my powers intoxicating.
