A Twisted Family Tree

I fell to the bed exhausted and drained of all my bodily fluids. My twin daughters Rhaenys and Visenya had given birth to the first generation of my grand-daughters a few days ago and they were now begging to be impregnated once more. However this time, they were joined in my bed by my first wife and their mother, Daenerys. Dany loved being a grandmother and now wanted yet another child.

For the first time I was actively trying to impregnate both my sister and our daughters. Despite hitting the mark on the first try, I still enjoyed hearing either one of them beg for my seed as I came deep within her tight pussy while the other two feasted upon her lactating breasts. After another exhausting marathon, my three lovers were now fast asleep upon the bed in a tangle mess of entwining limbs. I was sated and happy but something felt wrong and out of place.

That was one of the flaws of having an omniscient mind, sometimes my subconscious can know things before I can even perceive them and ever since I deflowered my daughters, I became even more powerful than I could imagined.

A voice from the darkest corners of my mind kept whispering to me, urging me to remember something important, something that I had long forgotten. Suddenly I felt a sense of panic began creeping into me, I carefully got up from the bed so as to not awaken my three sleeping daughters.

"What's wrong?" I asked myself like a fool or a madman would. I hoped that perhaps by simply talking to myself I could unlock the secrets of my all-knowing mind.

"Daenerys isnt the Mad King's daughter." Said a crystal clear voice in my head. "Our mother, Queen Rhaella Targaryen begotten her from an extra marital affair at the onset of the Ursurper's War."

"No that cant be true, That's impossible!" I said aloud, nearly waking my three sleeping daughters. I felt like my entire life has been a lie.

"Who is her father?" I asked but my omniscience could not give me an answer. The silence brought chills through my spine. Looking at the sleeping Daenerys lying in the arms of our daughters, I knew what I had to do to find the truth...

With a power that I seldomly used, I time-traveled to the Red Keep at the beginning of Robert's Rebellion. When I opened my eyes, I was standing before the Iron Throne not as Viserys but as Rhaegar Targaryen, the Last Dragon. Before me sat my mad father, Aerys II, he was covered in scars from being cut by the supposedly blunt swords that made up the throne.

"It took you long enough to come to your House's defense!" King Aerys snarled in a putrid voice. "Is your Northern whelp worth this rebellion?"

If I wanted to I could have drawn my sword and killed him right there. The Starks and the Baratheons were right, he was a curse upon the land. But right now I had more important things to do. Without saying a word, I turned my back and made my way to my mother's bedchambers. I needed to catch her red-handed and find out who was Daenerys' real father.

"Rhaegar!" My mother's eyes widened with shock when she saw me enter her room. "Oh my, its been so long."

Before I could ask her any question, my mother quickly sprang from her bed and planted her soft lips against my own. I was shocked to my core and paralyzed by the fact that my very attractive mother was kissing me and her warm wet tongue was licking at my lips, begging for entrance. And I happily obliged.

"Mmm.. We shouldnt." I said as I pulled away from her lips, knowing that our actions will forever change history. But my mother didnt care as she stripped herself of her clothes and I obediently removed my own. My mother was an absolute beauty, she looked just like an older and taller version of Daenerys with shoulder length hair. Despite her age, her large breasts seemed to defy gravity and I couldnt resist the compulsion to suck one of her rosy nipples.

"Mmm... thats my good boy. Suck my teats just like you used to." She moaned lustfully as I sucked her until they were puckered and hard. "Please, make me forget about your father. Take me son!"

I unfastened my pants in record time and without removing all of our clothes, I slipped my cock into the most forbidden of places. And it was bliss. The queen screamed in joy when I bottomed out and her sharp nails would have lefts marks on my back if it wasn't for my divine physiology. Despite having two children and numerous miscarriages, her warm cunt was as tight as a virgin's and it sucked me even deeper into her forbidden depths.

"Mmm..." Rhaella moaned when I pulled out from her greedy loins only to slowly push back in, her cries of passion increasing with every slow and deliberate thrusts. "Baby, keep doing it. Only you can make me feel this wa..."

Her pussy suddenly clamped on my dick as her orgasm came out of nowhere. Her cunt gushed and spasm around my penis as I continued to fuck her through her orgasm while my mouth dominated hers in a passionate yet loving kiss. For several minutes I kept my slow rhythm as I memorised every curve on her body and the taste of her skin. This was so much more than sex. It was love making. Eventually and inevitably, I sensed my mother's body lock up as she neared another orgasm. I sped up my thrusts till my balls were making loud and wet slapping noises against her moist labia.

"Thats it, honey." Rhaella panted as she locked her long legs around me. "Give mummy everything you have, make me pregnant. Give me your baby again!"

Again?! What does that mean? Wait, have I done this before??... However when her pussy contracted on my cock in an vicelike grip and she screamed out in pleasure, I lost both the will and the desire to deny her request and my virile cum fired off inside her fertile pussy.

And just like that, history changed and I became the father of my sweet sister, Daenerys. I had unknowingly married and impregnated my sister who was also my secret firstborn bastard daughter. With reality rewritten, Daenerys displaced our daughters in our family tree as Rhaenys and Visenya were no longer just my daughters but my eldest granddaughters. My ever-growing family just became much more complicated.