You'd rather get up and eat some breakfast

From Create Your Own Story

Actually, you probably should stop dilly-dallying in bed. With Valerie more or less permanently incapacitated due to her pregnancies and the children all under 16, you're the only breadwinner - and your family of over 80 needs a hell of a lot of bread. Luckily your demonic powers come in handy in this, too, but to run your ponzi schemes and stock investments mean you still need to occasionally leave the house. So, although it pains you to leave your enticing bed companions, you give each of them a deep kiss and get off your massive mattress which takes up most of the parents' bedroom in your 32-bedroom mansion.

Anything smaller, either bed or house, would be impractical, and as always you enjoy the decadent luxury with which you've surrounded yourself and your family. There's erotic art everywhere, and every nook and cranny holds either comfortable couches or kinky sex furniture, all of which has been thoroughly, and enjoyably, tested. Right now it's relatively quiet in the house, since the children are being home schooled and therefore mostly still in bed, although certain sounds tell you that not everyone is asleep. There are no doors in your house, privacy a concept you've completely abandoned, and when you pass the last room before the kitchen, a small figure bursts out and throws itself into your arms.

You laugh and stagger back as one of your daughters, Vivian, a 13-year-old with short black hair and blue eyes that usually twinkle with mischief though you're suspecting that's the look she gives when she's having dirty thoughts about you, smothers you with kisses and greeting, telling you how much she loves you. She's rather precocious and immediately begins shaking and rubbing her exposed, impressive D cup tits into your chest, showing off how quickly they are growing. You never bother to get dressed until the very last minute, and although she knows she's going to make her dad aroused by smothering you with her growing nubile body and grinding her moist pussy over the top of his cock, Vivian's large perky tits are pretty impressive, and that kind of attitude can only be expected since her older sisters have been stealing daddy's affections with their hot cunts, so you let her get away with it. Once you reach the kitchen, you set her down and reward her with a deep kiss and some fondling, complimenting the size of her growing breasts, making her squeal in pleasure.

The noise brings out five of your other kids, a pair of your pregnant 15-year-old identical twins Voila and Viola (they like their names!), 6-year-old Vedette and 15-year-old Vena wearing her French maid outfit and carrying one of your babies perched on her round belly and sucking her exposed, milk-filled teat, and after greeting you with lots of kisses, they begin making you breakfast, squabbling over who gets to serve you. You sit back and enjoy the view, absent-mindedly playing with your cock until Voila notices and prostrates herself between your legs with her pussy facing your cock. She presents her constantly wet, pregnant pussy, desperate for more of your seed and turns her head to look at you with those beautiful, needy eyes, begging you use her pussy with your huge cock instead. Viola pouts, having missed her chance to get her pussy filled before daddy leaves for work but knows better than to let the young ones cook by themselves. With so many of them, your children are all quite self-sufficient and very keen on serving their parents, a tendency you naturally encourage, considering it is only your due as head of the family.

Kneading her ass gently, you look down at your daughter, whose luscious pussy lips are stretched around and gripping your large cock with each bounce she rocks back on your thick cock, trying to keep as much daddy meat inside her pussy as possible and milk it dry. Unlike the other kids in the kitchen Voila isn't naked, at least not completely. She's chosen from your vast selection of sexy lingerie and is currently wearing a garter belt with torn black fishnet stockings (like they would last 5 minutes in this house) attempting to encase her huge, round ass, high heels and a tiny little tube top, stained with large splotches of her huge G-cup breasts' leaking milk. It's an enticing view, and you grunt a warning as you feel yourself begin to cum. Voila moans and reminds you how much she adores you as her pussy begins chain orgasming as your thick sludge flows into her baby-filled womb, her pussy sucking up as much as it can of your never-ending load.

Once you're done you pull your still-orgasming teenage daughter to her wobbly feet and into your lap, sliding your still-hard cock between her ass cheeks, and begin fingering her quickly, then dipping your fingers into her drooling mouth to suck some off the excess cum before her twin sister arrives to clean her up properly. She doesn't need long and is soon coming over to kneel between your legs to suck her sister's overflowing pussy. A delicious concoction of her treasured daddy cum, her twin's pussy juice and even some of her sweet breast milk that's uncontrollably erupted from her nipples during her orgasms, and completely ruined her top and drenched herself. Not like her top didn't already have a dozen milk or cum stains in it already though, even though it was only bought yesterday. Afterwards you put Voila on her feet and are pleased to see Vivian move to her side and begin licking her milk-splattered top and belly clean. Your own hand is polished off by Voila's eager tongue, desperate to taste more of your apparently irresistible spunk and then you settle down to breakfast, smiling when Viola slides under the table to take her turn at servicing you with her mouth.

You start your breakfast with Voila revealing her glorious, protruding young milky nipples, unleashing her magnificent bosom from its wet and stained prison. You reach over and caress her delicious tits, followed by enveloping one of the large areola inside your greedy mouth and sucking out the thick, delicious breast milk your daughter produces. She squirms as you milk her expansive boob dry, her other breast, spurting a gentle stream in a pathetic attempt to match the huge quantity your ravenous mouth extracts from the other breast of one of your newer, favourite little breeding cows. Voila makes a cute squeaking sound as she cums from having her breast milk sucked out of her breast by her dad, before you'd even moved to the other one. A louder moan of ecstasy emanated from upstairs, indicating Valerie was probably orgasming under a similar treatment, having her breasts milked dry by some of your youngest daughters while one of their oldest sisters buried her tongue in their mom's snatch. You pulled away from your milky daughter's breast, impressed at the extra amount she always spurted when she orgasmed but still hungry for more as you began your suction on her other, much fuller breast. You give her pussy a few pumps with your fingers and Vedette then latches on to her other, mostly empty breast, since she already brought in and served your plate of food while you were drinking from Voila. The triple-assault on poor Voila causes her to also moan in unabashed ecstasy, sounding just like her mother.

You finally have your fill of your daughter's breasts and pull your mouth up, bringing your milky mouth up to hers and thank her by sliding your tongue down her receptive throat. Her throat vibrates around your tongue, humming her appreciation as she tries to say "I love you, daddy," even as your tongue invades hers and make sure all her milk covering it is cleaned up. You take this opportunity, while your tongue is down her throat, to groan slightly as you came inside her twin sister's active but slightly unprepared throat, pouring gallons of hot baby batter into her down her tight oesophagus and into her teenage stomach and causing you to smirk at her concentrated expression of desperately trying to contain all of her daddy's cum in her throat. Even if some spluttered up because her stomach couldn't fit all of it, one of her sisters will always clean it up, there was dozens of them and they were all addicted to your cum after all. You finally settle down at the head of your banquet table to your hearty meal of eggs and sausages arranged into a big smiley face, with thick bacon strips cut up and placed to spell "We Love Dad" on top. You tell your daughters how much you love them all as well, and they giggle and act bashful in return. You also thank Vena, having dropped off your suckling infant by smacking and groping her ass under her short skirt, for milking her other big, luscious tit into your coffee. She thanks you by ducking under the table and quickly sucking off your currently unattended cock before you leave for work.

When you finish your meal and drain your delicious coffee, your daughters all whine and beg for you to stay but you insist that you have to leave and you'll be back as soon as you can. It doesn't help so you grab your little cocksucker's head and forcefully thrust yourself deeper and faster into her throat until he eyes start forming tears, covering her face in mascara streaks as you bring yourself to orgasm, quickly pulling out of her obedient throat and hosing her with your cum for the first few spurts as a reward for getting you off, drenching her face, tits and bulging belly before swinging your cock around to your other daughters and splattering them all in your cum, all their hungry mouths open trying to catch as much as possible. As soon as you're done they begin viciously trying to lick it off their sisters' bodies and moaning their thanks back at you as you make your way towards the door, not forgetting to quickly slip on the clothes some of your other daughters prepared for you, kissing any sweet daughters as you pass by them rushing down from their rooms to get a few mouthfuls of daddy's semen before it's all gone.

You step outside into your lovely residential estate, spying a couple of the neighbour's hot, 18 year old daughters sunbathing with their big, protruding bellies you impregnated 8 months ago. You give them a wave and, noticing it's you, they excitedly wave back, blow you kisses and remind you "One more month, stud!" Before they'll drop their babies and be ready for another round of hot sex with you that fills them full of more of your precious kids. Dumb sluts don't even know you could impregnate them whenever and as many times as they wanted like you do with your sister and your own daughters. Ah well, you don't want to bury Hank in too many kids after all he is a good guy and you're already filling his wife, both his eldest daughters, all three of his sisters, four of his cousins and five of his family's hot young nieces during xmas, and even every sexy little babysitter he hires to look after the babies of yours he's already raising, round the clock with barely a time to breathe before they're begging for another child of yours. Yeah, it definitely wouldn't be good if there were any more babies in his family. Absolutely not. Though you might let one of you daughters 'accidentally' let slip that you can impregnate then as many times and whenever you want, mm, then if a fine young lady asks or even begs for your babies, how could you refuse? Hank won't know it's from you, it'll be fine, he'll be fine, they'll love it, your daughters'll love it and you'd love to see his daughters swollen as much as your own too! Hm.

Bringing your thoughts back, you walk down your drive, arriving at the beautiful, buxom, smiling driver that stands poised in front of your executive limo as she opens the door and welcomes you to your lift. She's wearing the usual shirt and blazer you usually expect from a driver, but she's also wearing a glossy miniskirt which seems odd, though you aren't complaining, her legs are divine and you can see the curve of her ass stretching the skirt as well. As if reading your mind, she greets you by informing you, "My apologies for the current attire, Mr. Jones, the meeting is running 30 minutes behind schedule due to unforeseen delays." She shimmies her sexy hips a bit, reaching her hand under her tiny skirt. "So, ah, management sent me to compensate you for your time and I thought this attire would make such an engagement... easier." She winks as she reveals her panties sliding down her gorgeous legs. Stepping out of them, she aims them at you and flings them on your shoulder muttering "With our compliments," as she seductively climbs into the back seat of the car, wiggling her luscious, unhidden ass as she slides those lovely legs inside the car and beckons you in with her finger. Behind you and from the neighbour's patio, you smile as you can hear 'woot's and whistles behind you as your daughters and the neighbour kids admire the show the driver just gave and encourage you as your adjust your belt and slide into the back seat behind her. Your company is great. But you still can't wait to get home and fill all those delicious young pussies you created full of your potent incestuous sperm and expand your monstrous brood even further.

Your life is pretty much perfect, and you're looking forward to several more decades of this, or longer, you could always slot a son into one of you daughter's wombs that you could then take over when Brandon was getting too old, and the son could then take over keeping your veritable legion of daughters, or sisters in his case, constantly knocked up, it's not like there would ever be any inbreeding consequences thanks to your demonic powers after all.

You decide: