Okay, this is not my normal genre but, for some reason, this story appealed to me. That said, I'm working on a father/daughter taboo story and finishing up the Adventures of Bobby series.
All characters are over 18 years old.
Prologue
Hey all, Brian (or that is what my name used to be, I am now Brianna) here and my story is truly fucked up! But you must understand why. My mother and sister are witches that think it is fun to interfere in others' lives and, to make matters worse, they can read your mind. What that means is, they can find out everything about you, period! They know your darkest secrets, your sexual desires, and even know your soul. You cannot hide anything from them, and their ability does not stop there. Besides the ability to read minds, they can control your mind. And, if that is not enough, they can physically transform you into whatever they want you to be and then control you in that form by programming your mind to do what they want. You would think that I would be a wizard or warlock but no, the craft is only passed down through the females in the family.
Both of them are startling, beautiful, standing at 5'9", shapely bodies, ample breasts, and sculpted legs. But their eyes were what most men fall for, they are black and piercing. They look at you and you know they can see into your soul. Anyway, my issue with them started years ago when I brought home one of my girlfriends. I really loved this girl and that is what got me into trouble.
And So It Begins
Keep in mind that up until this point my relationship with my mom and sister were, what I considered, normal. They never messed with me in any witchcraft form or fashion.
That said, I fell in love with this girl, Cindy, and I decided it was time she met my mom and sister. We had been dating for about six months and we had even discussed marriage. She is a preacher's daughter, everybody liked her, and I thought the world of her. Also, she had no idea that my mom and sister are witches. But what the hell, every family has their secrets.
On that fateful evening I picked Cindy up at her home and I could tell she was nervous. "Sweetie don't be nervous. My mom and sister are going to love you!" I told her.
She let out a deep sigh and said, "I certainly hope so. I've never dated anyone outside the church and much more meet their family."
"I understand, but just be yourself around them," I told her smiling, "like I said, just be yourself and don't try to hide anything."
That took her by surprise, "What do you mean by don't try to hide anything?" she asked.
"Just don't be dishonest about anything. Only answer their questions truthfully," I explained.
She nodded in agreement, "That's the only way to go," she said.
I was thinking to myself, "I certainly hope so." Like I said, Cindy did not know my mother and sister are witches and could read her mind.
We arrived at my home, and I introduced Cindy to my sister and mother, then we all sat down for dinner. My mother started the questions, "So Cindy, Brian tells us you are a preacher's daughter. The pressure to always be on your best behavior must be immense?"
Cindy immediately responded, "You have no idea," she rolled her eyes, "everybody thinks you are little miss goody two-shoes and typically do not want to have anything to do with me."
My mom's eyes grew big as she bit on her tongue. She looked at his sister and he knew they were taking to each other. He watched as his sister shook her head. Brian knew they were reading her mind and did not like what they found.
The rest of the meal was very intense, and I was trying to keep things civil. Based upon what I could read off my mom and sister, Cindy had some very dark thoughts running through her head. I tried to move things along so this evening could end sooner rather than later.
After Cindy finished eating, I said, "Mom, sister thanks for the great meal. I need to get Cindy home."
My sister responded in a pleasant voice, "What is the rush? I am sure Cindy would love to see the house and of course mom made dessert. Wouldn't you Cindy?"
Jovially, Cindy responded, "Of course! I would love to see your home!"
My sister stood, extended her hand, and said, "Come on, I will give you the grand tour. Brian, we will meet you in the library after the tour."
I knew no good was to come of this and I waited for my mom to provide the low down on what was going on.
After my sister and Cindy left the dining room, my mom asked, "Brian, how well do you know Cindy?"
I knew she had read her mind and found something she did not like. Carefully I responded, "I have known her for around 6 or 7 months. Why?"
She took a deep breath and with legitimate concern in her voice, she said, "Look, her plan, is to get away from her freakish religious preacher family. And she plans on doing that by getting you to knock her up. That way, she can come live here with us, and she wants to take advantage of our money by forcing you to take care of her during and after her pregnancy."
One thing I know about my mom, she is not a liar, and I became concerned. Cindy and I had not had sex yet and tonight was to be the first time. I did not know what to do so I asked my mom for advice, "How should I handle this? I do not want to get her pregnant and it makes me angry that she is using me!"
"Do you want me to handle the situation? I mean, I can give her what she wants, it just will not be with you?", she asked.
I nodded my head and she kissed me on the forehead. I followed her into the library where she took control.
"So, Cindy, thanks for having dinner with us. However, there is one little issue," my mom said, standing, hands on her hips, and glaring at her in the eyes, "I know you want to trick my son into impregnating you so you can come live here and take advantage of our wealth."