Die as a satisfied demon and await your reward
From Create Your Own Story
You decide to continue impregnating Brandon's daughters for as long as you can till he finally kicks the bucket. Although you never really tire of filling beautiful, fresh, young virginal incestuous children of yours, and then breeding them over and over again, keeping them young and fertile far beyond their usual age, after over 80 years inside Brandon's body, you do think you have done enough on Earth and wish to return to Hell. Towards the last 40 years, you had so many fertile daughters to impregnate you were forced to stay in bed and, with drugs and machinery to assist, forced to ejaculate your geyser of cum ceaselessly so as to make sure there was enough to keep the hundreds of thousands of your endless brood pregnant, as their numbers increased exponentially. You were in constant ecstasy, and furthermore, all your daughters seemed to have been blessed with some form of enhanced libido, strength, intelligence or ability, and with fathering an uncountable number of the beautiful girls over your many years, their influence stretched far and wide to the point where it became ridiculous how many achievements your daughters managed. It almost seemed a shame when you finally kicked the bucket, literally almost drowning in a half dozen of your recently deflowered and impregnated daughters, as you took the virginity of a beautiful young woman, your apparent great great great great granddaughter and all the *-daughters before that, and came inside her, definitely knocking her up but giving you a heart attack in the process. What a way to go.
Some highlights of your life included seeing your daughters' peer-reviewed, groundbreaking scientific breakthroughs rewarded with consecutive Nobel Peace Prizes; a picture with a 4000-people-strong university full of only your daughters graduating with honours, with only some of your elder daughters as your teachers; watching your daughter accept her presidential inauguration, re-inauguration to her second term and then even losing but handing it over to a younger one of your daughters; seeing your daughters' names in all 10 of NYT top 10 most wealthy people in the world; every single gold, silver and bronze medal won by your daughters in a single Olympics; your daughters forming international trade agreements after being elected officials or leaders of over 200 countries; all Academy Awards and Golden Globes being awarded to your daughters in a single year; your daughters being the first people to step foot on Mars and a dozen other planets and moons in the solar system; multiple unbreakable world records for fertility, your virility, and children in the womb at a single time; and the best of all, not a single one of those achievements was documented without said daughter sporting a protruding, pregnant tummy that contained yet another one of your magnificent brood.
Although it was some extreme perversion that causes all this, you still worried your masters would be angry at you for seeming to solve so many of the world's problems and making everything better than it was. But instead, your masters were absolutely delighted with your work, granting you command of a whole 3 circles of hell. They inform you that giving the people such hope and prosperity before using your demoniacally crafted offspring you filled the world with to do their bidding and ruin it all in a flash was nothing short of brilliant. Hell sure got busier over the next few days as the population of Earth was systemically wiped out by your demon children.
THE END
| You are possessing: |
|---|
| 97-year-old man with drooping balls and a withered cock |
