Chapter 12-Of dungeons and Daddy's Girls
As usual, this is a work of absolute fantasy. while the tech is real, it has very unrealistic applications and should not be attempted to duplicate. Other than that, on with the next rediculous episode! Er'one's 18 and consenting. Enjoy!
Naomi assessed the IV drip and the dodgy dressing on the upper left arm where it had been sheered off by Seastars' claw as she laid back on the wall mounted gurney on the Leatherback. She shook her head and slowly sat up, looking out the one by four foot long hologram window between the engines on the Leatherback. Leon was stuffing his face with half a large Dagwood sandwich from the box of food his family had packed for him. Polly had returned to the pilot seat after she dressed her girlfriends wound. She had her feet on the dashboard as she ate the other half of the sandwich, watching the sparse tundra blanketed by the oncoming night, as the long shadows of sunset littered the landscape as they zipped across the former Canada, now UNCanada. Leon and Polly had spent the first hours explaining the new situation.
"So let me see if I got this right." Naomi said, still looking out the window bar. "Y'all are part of a crazy mans idea of utopia by giving you everything and hoping you won't abuse it. Ben cloned his kid but as a female, hid his son and his family from everyone in secret, set up a fake unit using the clone to help his son when shit fell apart, as it currently seems to be."
"Uh-huh. Sounds correct so far." Leon shrugged as he chewed.
"Your wife wants to hook you up with a harem with your own kids and a bunch of wives, give you all this wild tech and super human abilities. For what?" Naomi asked.
"Fuck, I don't know. I don't write the shit, I just perform it.I just hope I don't cause any harm." Said Leon. He set his sandwich down and went over to Naomi, checking her wound.
"Polly, you suck at dressing wounds. Let me fix this." Leon said as he grabbed fresh gauss and wraps and sheepishly redressed the wound. Naomi eyed him with curious skepticism as he gently washed the exposed and shredded meat that hung from her injury. Naomi winced as he did so, though the drugs coming through her IV had curbed the worst of it. He tenderly rewrapped the dressing and double checked the IV. Naomi kept her big eyes on him as he worked, poorly sneaking in big whiffs of Leons intoxicating body odor, which always caused her to close her eyes momentarily. Leon noticed and smirked to himself.
"What else?" Naomi continued. "Let's see. Your oldest daughter and her mother, your wife, are genetic engineers and they changed everyones DNA. Your younger twins are martial artists and homemakers. You also got your high school fuck buddy preggo, who ends up being the largest weapons distributer on the planet and married her just recently. Ben tasked Polly to take over his projects while he's AWOL, but you're subordinate to Leon, and our team is now part of the Eden project, which Leon is the focal point of."
Leon went back to sit across from Naomi. "Yep. Wild, right?"
"That's not the word I would use but, ya, wild shit." Naomi replied.
Polly heard all this and had to put her two cents in. "It's disgusting. An incestuous family of super people."
"Well, if it's called the Eden project, it makes sense that Adam and Eve banged their own kids." Naomi said. "And if they found a way to remove genetic defects then the taboo loses its power on society. It was illegal in most parts of the world for that reason. Who wants a nation of deformed degenerating wierdos, right?" Leon shrugged as Naomi continued. "So how did these women of yours decide to do all this?"
"Hmmm. I don't know. They love me? I'm good at loving them back? I'm a fairly decent person, so I've been told."
"And they all got together and said 'Hey, lets fuck daddy?'" Naomi asked.
"I guess so."
"And you just thought that was a good idea?"
"Hey, I'm not much of a thinker. I just do stuff and deal with what comes after. I'm a fan of the wait and see strategy. I can shut it all down any time I feel it is too out of hand." Said Leon.
"Well, I doubt it. Nobody gets that level of power and just gives it up. Besides, with us in the mix, it's gonna get real busy, white boy. Hope you can outlast all this shit coming your way."
"Oh, believe me, I have been trying to process all this. But that's part of the beauty of having all these girls. They all help me get through it all. They have invaluable creative resources that we all use to improve each others lives."
"Ya, but aren't they your slaves or some shit?" Naomi asked with a bit of disgust.
"Yes, technically, but I didn't ask them to be. They just did it voluntarily. If it provides them comfort and security I'm all for it, within tolerable levels of drama. Truth be told, I am just as much their slave as they are mine. It's all trust and permissive driven. The only force I use is in defense. So far, anyway. Seems like I might have to change that soon with this Seastar and Xibalba stuff."
"Sometimes the best defense is preemptive offense." Naomi added. "So what should I expect when we land?"
"Nila and the twins have a medical team on standby and will meet us on the landing pad. From there you will be taken to the infirmary where Nila will give you options on your arm and some other genetic modifications of your choice."
"All for the low, low price of an eternity of servitude." Naomi said with squinted judgmental eyes.
"Hell no! Only as long as you're under orders to be part of my detail. If you find you don't want to stick around we will undo any of the mods you don't want, grant you early retirement and wish you all the best. Outside of military orders, nobody is forced or even coerced into any of this. On the flip side, though, if it really is going to be as bad as we predict, all that stuff will be very helpful in our survival as individuals, more so as a group. The last thing I want is for my family to come to any harm. They're my whole reason to go through all of this." Leon explained. "If there is one thing I require from them it's cooperation, be agreeable and be honest with me."
"That's three things." Naomi said.
"They fall under honor."
"You don't think incest is harmful?" Polly asked
"Well, the breeding part is what concerns me most. As you said, that's the rub and I would be heartbroken if I was the one who made them deformed or something. I'm more worried how you will fair at childbirth. Cloning is far more dangerous than incest and since most of it is done in secrecy, there isn't much to go on in terms of research into that, though I'm sure people have cloned themselves for the narcissistic need to fuck themselves." said Leon. Polly frowned and stayed out of the rest of the conversation.
"Well shit. You must be dynamite in bed." Naomi slyly said.
"No complaints so far."
"So who gets to fuck who? Like, is it only you?"
"Not really but the decision falls to me. If they have a tail, their mine exclusively and I tell them who they can fuck. They get to decide who they want in the family but final say goes to me and they can fuck whoever has a tail without asking me every time. The twins gave themselves penis's so nobody gets left out. Other than that, they encourage me to bring in as many women as possible. I guess they love to share."
"Fuck, I'll say. Damn, your like a bee king. Did you say your twins have dicks?" Naomi asked.
