The Institute of Apotheosis Research
Incestuous Mind Control Explodes 9: Sister Spreads Her Lusts
Deidre Icke trembled. She felt the power of her grandchildren radiating through the room as Alexis nursed them. In a night, Alexis went from merely being two weeks pregnant with her twin brother's children to delivering a pair of healthy twins. Even now, as the infants nursed at her breasts, they'd grown. The nanites that had transformed Alexis and her brother Alex into gods had changed their children into something more.
Something wonderful.
Awe surged through Deidre Icke. It was all so clear to her now. This was what Dr. Blavatsky wanted. This was the ultimate conclusion of her dead guru's plan. The enlightenment of mankind had begun.
She fell to her knees in worship. Her ex-husband and Master, Robert, knelt beside her, trembling in awe. Alexis had such a huge smile on her face as she nursed her two godly children. She had brought them into this world. The vessel for their divinity.
"They're Adam and Eve, one soul. Ophiuchus, the thirteenth Zodiac," Cindy and Mindy intoned together. "The ones forgotten. The Divine Masculine and Feminine split into earthly vessels. King and Mother. They have arrived to deliver Apotheosis."
Alex left the room. Deidre hardly noticed.
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Serafina Pesce -- Pisces
I lead my little sister, Lucilla, out into the morning sunlight naked. It was a warm day, the sunlight feeling naughty on my naked tits. I shivered, my round, nineteen-year-old breasts jiggled as I walked down the steps of our porch.
I could stride around naked because I was a goddess. The crazy Institute had given me powers, and that voice whispering in my mind wanted me to use them. To spread my passions. If that other goddess could make her town into a lesbian paradise, then I could turn my town into a fucking paradise.
People should be free to fuck whom they want when they want. Just free love. My dad wanted to fuck my sisters; he could. I wanted to eat my sisters' pussies; I could. If a son wanted to fuck his mother; he could. I would change everything. Love could be shared with all. I might only like girls, but that didn't mean other ladies couldn't like boys.
"Where are we going?" my sister asked, her round breasts jiggling. Despite a year younger than me, she had tits as big as mine, a nice pair of C cups. Which meant we both were bigger than our older sister. She was loving our father at the moment.
He deserved love.
"We're heading to the county fair," I said. "It's going on right now, and that means there are so many people to dominate gathered in one place. That's what I have to do."
"Oh," she said. "Kinky."
"Yep!" I said.
Her enthusiasm made me smile. She looked a lot like me. We both had that tan, Mediterranean skin common to Italians, her hair a darker shade of brown than my own. Mine was loose right now, but I normally wore it braided.
We strolled down our sidewalk. I loved the sun-warmed cement beneath my feet. It was such a lovely, fall day. I was glad it was still warm so we could go around naked. It was such a delicious treat. I had such a bounce to my step, my tits jiggling.
Three houses down, I found a man and his daughter working in the lawn. The girl glanced up at us, her ebony face freezing in shock. She held a tuft of weeds in her gloved hands. She let out a strangled groan.
"Raquel, keep pulling weeds," her father said, a brawny, Black man with the sun glinting off his shaved and waxed head.
"But... but..." She pointed at us. She looked my sister's age, eighteen and nubile.
I waved at her.
Her father looked at us. He gaped at us.
"Hi!" I said. "I'm just spreading the word. People should be free to fuck whom they want, and you two want to fuck each other!" I grinned at them. "So, have fun! You can fuck her right here, if you want. That would be hot. Incest is the best! Find out!"
I grinned as the man growled, staring at his daughter. My commands worked wonderfully on them. The voices in my mind cooed in delight. They were happy with me. I smiled as the Black man pounced on his daughter and ripped down her jean shorts.
"Oh, Daddy, yes!" Raquel moaned as my sister and I walked down the street. "I need to fuck you! Get your dick in me!"
Lucilla giggled. "She's getting her cherry popped. I bet she's like me and always had a crush on her daddy."
"I bet so," I nodded. "Now she gets to know that same joy."
"You're just spreading happiness," my sister said, smiling at me. She was such a cutie.
"Yep, happiness!" I grinned back at her. "We're going to hand out so much happiness today."
The gasps and moans dwindled as we kept going down our sleepy street. I wanted to find more people. I was so eager for this. It wasn't a long walk to the fairground from our house, but I was hoping to enlighten more people.
At the corner of my street, I smiled as I saw a girl I knew from my high school. Kaitlyn was a redhead with sparkling, blue eyes. She was working in a flower garden, planting something next to a woman with fiery hair who must be her mother. I waved to Kaitlyn. She lifted her head, her large tits swaying in her tank top. Her jaw dropped.
"Serafina!" she gasped at me. "What? Why are you naked?"
"Hi, Kaitlyn," I said. "Hi, Mrs. Garter."
The older woman, a mature version of Kaitlyn, looked up and gasped. She clamped her gloved hands over her mouth, spilling some potting soil onto her cheek. Her green eyes almost bulged from her eyes at the sight of us.
"It's okay that we're naked," I said, my pussy growing wet. "In fact, you want to be naked right now, too. Both of you!"
I smiled as my thoughts went to work. I could feel my mind surging out and affecting their brainwaves, rewriting them. It was so amazing. Weird, though, I didn't feel the tingling, prickling sensation from last night. It was like my powers were... fully functional now.
The voices were what I was missing.
"Of course I want to be naked," Kaitlyn said. "Why are we wearing these clothes, Mom?"
"I'm not sure," she said as she pulled off her work gloves.
Kaitlyn was faster, already standing up and peeling off her tank top. I smiled, licking my lips. She had such big tits. They must be Double D's. I bet they looked amazing naked. She had a frilly, light-blue bra on. Even naughtier, it clasped in the front. Her large breasts spilled out, her nipples soft. She wasn't turned on.
Couldn't have that.
Her mother pulled off her old t-shirt. Her tits didn't look as big as her daughter's boobs. She reached behind her, unhooking her beige bra. She slipped it off her shoulders, her round breasts swaying. They weren't as perky as her daughters, but her nipples were larger and darker.