Excerpts from the Book of Caleb part 3

Author's note: This is another chapter in the side story set in the distant future. It isn't necessary to read to enjoy the main story. It is just something that helps me reset my brain and continue the main storyline without getting bored.

Kathy felt the kick to the back of her leg, but as usual she didn't feel any pain. She fell to her knees but didn't utter a sound of protest. The cold air in this place, wherever she was, made her nipples hard and goosebumps popped out along her flesh. For three days she had worn the hood over her head. She was tired, thirsty, and hungry. But she wasn't going to beg her captors for food or water. They either didn't notice, or they didn't care, but she hadn't used the restroom since her capture. Somewhere close by the unmistakable sound of multiple women gagging on cocks, and the sound of pussies getting pounded, could be heard.

She could feel the anti-magic bindings on her wrists used to drain her mana, while at the same time prevent her from casting any spells. They were another enchantment Rose had learned from one of the spell books she had stolen from her mother. The Chosen Cult had quickly learned that the enchanted weapons and anti-magic gear they employed hundreds of years ago would not work very well on the new breed of witches. The harem and their descendants were vastly more powerful than any of the witches of old. If not for Rose, this war would already be over.

One of her captors grabbed her left breast and squeezed. He made a lewd chuckle as he fondled her. That chuckle quickly turned into a scream as every bone in his hand shattered. Kathy didn't flinch or make a sound, she remained on her knees and waited. Sure enough, she felt the kick to her ribs but again there was no pain. He might as well have hit her with a feather for all the damage the kick did. She was a bit bored with the **** her captors kept trying to do to her.

She was Kathy Anders, Harem Queen of Stretcher King Caleb Anders, and his blessings were the most powerful the world had ever seen. She was one of a handful of women that knew his secret. He was far more than he appeared to be, he once possessed the power of the gods. A power nearly destroyed by Rose.

Kathy barely even felt the beating she now endured. Her captors didn’t have the power necessary to harm her. Only one person did, and he loved her dearly. It amused her that they didn’t dare touch her boobs or her pussy after what happened to the first brute.

"Enough!"

Kathy knew that voice. It was almost the same tone and timbre as her own mother. "Hello Rose. Do you mind taking this hood off my head? It's a bit ridiculous to hide my face when your slaves stripped me of my clothes. Making me stumble and bump into every little thing along the way while your slaves laughed is a bit childish, don't you think?"

Rose cackled, "Sure mother. I'd be delighted to. There is something I want you to see."

Kathy felt the wind around her and the hood over her head lifted. It took time for her eyes to adjust to the sudden brightness. When she could finally see, Kathy looked around the circular room. She recognized every single women chained up along the walls and on the strange milking tables. They were the missing daughters, granddaughters, and great granddaughters of her fellow harem members. The ones chained to the milking tables were being fucked in the face and pussy by huge brutes whose bodies had obviously been magically enhanced. Heavily muscled, dumb as rocks, and with comically huge cocks, Rose's **** squad were brutally fucking the witches they had captured over the last few years of the war. Rose's mind control spells made those poor witches crave the cock's slamming into their holes.

One witch in particular turned Kathy's blood cold. Her pet hubunny Melissa was getting pounded by the biggest cocks in the room. Kathy knew the look of ecstasy on her face, she had caused it thousands of times, but she also knew it was mind control that put it there now. Like all of Caleb’s wives, Melissa would violently resist the touch of any cock except their King's, if Rose's magic wasn't preventing it.

"Ah, I see you've found your pet slut. Well, MY pet slut now. I have to say, for a useless hubunny whore, she has a surprising amount of mana generation. I'm grateful that you left her entirely unprotected when you went off to try and stop the man eater plague. Of course, you didn't know I was aiding the Chosen at the time. She would have been safe, if you had not been so neglectful to my father."

Kathy remained calm. She knew Rose very well. Her daughter was an expert at emotional manipulation. Anything Rose said now would be geared towards trying to upset her. Melissa hadn't been unprotected, but Kathy had no idea that they needed to guard against the magic of her own flesh and blood. Finally she looked over at her rebellious fourth daughter. Kathy had been ignoring her because she knew how much Rose craved attention. This entire war could be explained away as little more than a temper tantrum from her spoiled child.

Kathy eyed her daughter's naked body up and down. Rose was very different now from the woman she once was. Rose had enchanted her own body using several different body modification spells. Her breasts were enormous even by Kathy's standards, much much larger than the last time Kathy had seen her. Even Kathy's pet hucow Amber's breasts were dwarfed by Rose's. They were round and perky and bounced with every motion she made. Rose now had a very thin waist and a huge ass as well. She looked a bit comical and a few years older than Kathy, but not by very much. Kathy hadn’t aged a day since she drank her first drop of her beloved husband’s cum. Rose hadn’t had a single drop of her father’s cum for several years now.

Kathy wondered for the thousandth time where she went wrong. Rose had been Kathy's favorite daughter. She was extremely intelligent with a natural talent for magic, and as beautiful as any of Kathy's fellow wives. Rose had gain her magic early and quickly showed she was a magic prodigy. Like Kathy, Rose was one of the rare witches that had an affinity for Shadow magic. She had mastered all the first tier shadow spells by the time she was twelve. By the age of fifteen she could perform third tier shadow spells without magic circles or incantations. In hindsight, Kathy should have been worried that even though Rose had an affinity for most of the other basic magic types, she focused almost entirely on Shadow magic and its derivatives.

Together they had worked toward a better understanding of Shadow magic and the good it could do. But somewhere along the way, Kathy lost her daughter. They began to argue over the purpose of magic, and what it should be used for. Rose used her magic for evil now. Kathy had spent over a decade studying and perfecting destruction magic, a sub-school of Shadow magic. She believed it could be useful in some way, if employed correctly. Kathy had used it several times long ago when Caleb first blessed her with magic. Among other things, it had allowed her to save her beloved Gemma from a ****. She knew it could be used for good, but Rose had twisted Kathy's research and used it for evil instead. The plague that ravaged the world and killed four out of five men had all the hallmarks of a magically created disease, a destruction magic plague.

Kathy had also developed mind control spells that could permanently end **** addiction and aid in the healing of post traumatic stress disorders. Rose twisted that research too. She used it to take over the Chosen Cult and turn its members into her **** army. The huge muscular brutes ravaging the women around her were the result of some of Rose's attempts at creating super soldiers. But mindless obedience came at a cost. While Rose's soldiers would follow any order without the fear of ****, they weren't very good at adapting to changing circumstances. They needed constant supervision, which meant Rose couldn't mind control everyone. Unfortunately, she had so far found enough henchmen to do her bidding.

Kathy noted that Rose had also used body modification magic on the women. All of them were lactating. A witch's breast milk contained a small amount of mana, and Kathy realized that Rose was harvesting it to use for her spells. That was why she seemed to have an unlimited supply of mana to create her dark stalkers and shadow demons. She wasn't using her own mana, she was stealing it from Caleb's children, Rose's own half sisters.

"Why Rose?" It was all she said. It was all she could say. She desperately needed to know why her daughter had turned evil.

"WHY!? WHY! Look around you mother! These women have all benefited from MY father’s cum. The entire world has benefited from it. He should be treated like the God he is, not just another Stretcher King. After I have conquered the world, I will lay it at his feet. I created the man eater plague to cull the inferior men from the genetic pool. The rest will be used to produce the most beautiful daughters for my father to breed. He will have ALL the most beautiful women. Women with huge bouncy breasts, tight pussies, and even tighter asses. He will suck and fuck and breed all day long. And then at night he will sleep with his cock inside me and use my breasts as his pillow. I will become his Harem Queen, and give him perfect daughters every year for eternity. I deserve that mother, for doing what you would not, what you could not. He treats you like a goddess, yet you treat him like he is just a man. My father should own all the women in the world. And I intend to see that he gets them. Even with all the power he has blessed you with, you refuse to use it to make women worship him like the god he is. You are weak mother. You are not 'Caleb worthy'."

Kathy was indignant, “I have never denied your father anything. I have worshiped him like no other. My love for him is greater than anyone else. He treats me like a goddess because I am everything he wants.”

Rose cackled. “Lies! I know the truth mother. You decide when he breeds you. You decide who joins his harem. If you don’t like someone, father will not breed them no matter how much he wants to. Your own harem hasn’t grown in years mother. And you have never once offered him your final virginity. He has never fucked your ass. It remains pristine and untouched. You’ve never had so much as a dildo in your ass, only the tongues of my father's other wives. You are not worthy of being his Queen. But I am. I have trained every inch of my body to provide him pleasure. I can hold a cock in my throat for five full minutes before I need air. I can take a constant cock pounding in my pussy or my ass for fourteen hours straight before I become sore. And with this tiny belly he will be able to make the ultimate belly bulge with his god-like cock. I am the ultimate fuck toy. Look at my tits, I have the biggest, perkiest, softest tits in the world. Father's cock could get lost inside my cleavage. I am better than you in every way Mother."

Kathy laughed. "Do you really think your father wants any of that? Getting lost in your cleavage indeed. How can you suck and lick his cock while he tit fucks you with those idiotically huge beach balls? You can't, can you? And with those things in the way how can you share the joy of seeing him create a belly bulge? You can't even reach your nipples anymore. You are a joke Rose, and you don't know your father at all."

Rose stood from her throne and screamed, "You know nothing Mother! I've seen the look of bliss on his face when he tit fucks a truly huge set of tits. Tits far bigger than yours. And I've seen that same look when his cock strains to burst through a woman's belly when he is fucking a nice tiny waisted girl. It's the same look he has when he fucks his sister Hazel or that bitch Sonia in the ass. You possess none of those qualities mother. Your ass is not even close to what I would call thick, and his cock barely gives you a belly bulge, and your tits... HA! He could use my colossal tits as a bed. Yours are barely enough to be his pillow. Once your mana is drained and can no longer protect you, you'll join the whores along the walls and become the latest toy for my soldiers. You'll beg them to fuck you and breed you like a good little whore."

Kathy smiled, "You are right Rose. I don't have the biggest tits in the world. Or the smallest waist. Or the biggest ass. Your father has stretched and bred literally hundred of women that have some of the attributes you believe he desires. But I remain his Queen. I will always be his queen because I am exactly how he wants me. I will never be anyone's fuck toy except Caleb's. It isn't my magic that is protecting me. You see, I am exactly how your father MADE ME TO BE. It is his blessing preventing your men from **** me."

Rose raised her hands and silently cast a fresh mind control spell on the guards around Kathy. They grabbed her and held her in the air with her legs spread. One of the brutes approached her, led by a cock as long as a baseball bat and thick as a fire hydrant. Rose laughed as Kathy's eye's grew wide. A cock that big would drive her insane once it was inside her, and Rose would enjoy watching her mother become a submissive fuck toy. Rose had enhanced her men's cocks to be more than just huge. They would make her orgasm almost constantly within seconds of penetrating her. Rose's laughter died when the brute's cock turned to ash when it came within an inch of her mother’s pussy.

She cursed and cast a protection spell on another brute as he stepped forward. The newly made eunuch backed way, bewildered by the loss of his prominent organ. The new brute chuckled as he stroked himself, smearing his precum around his humongous cock. Kathy smiled as this cock simply ceased to exist. One second the brute was jerking himself lining it up on her quim and the next he had become a living doll, with nothing but a patch of skin where his cock used to be. There wasn't even a hole to pee out of.

"How Are You Doing That?! You aren't using magic!" Rose demanded.

Kathy laughed, "I'm not doing anything. I don't have to. I can't be sexually assaulted Rose. Your father's blessing won't let it happen. Your men can't touch me with their filthy cocks. Nor can they touch my intimate parts without destroying whatever they touch me with. That's why the man that grabbed my boob screamed out in pain. If I had to guess, the bones in his hand will never heal."

"STRAP HER TO A TABLE! One of my fucking machines will do what my men can not."

They carried Kathy to one of the milking tables and held her down. This wasn't her first time on a milking table, nor even her hundredth. Kathy loved her pet hucows, and enjoyed being milked almost as much as they did. Now Rose's brutes used chains rather than the leather straps that Kathy was used to. But even the chains were not a new experience for her. She had roleplayed as a hucow with Caleb dozens of times when he performed his duties as the herd bull.

The fucking machine attachment would be a new experience for her, if only for the sheer size of the dildo. She never had anything bigger than her beloved Caleb’s cock in her pussy. She wouldn’t now either. As soon as the brutes positioned it at her opening it melted away. Kathy was slightly disappointed. She hadn’t had sex in almost a week. The curse Rose let out was satisfying though.

Rose let out another curse when the suction cups attached to Kathy’s nipples failed. Kathy silently cursed as well. Milking would cause her sexual pleasure, but even that could not be **** upon her. She loved her husband very much, but there were times his normalities were not so great. When she got out of here, she was going to ride him until her legs gave out.

One of Rose’s henchmen came into the room and whispered something to her. She cackled and said, “It seems my half sisters are probing my lines again. Obviously they are searching for you. I’m going to leave you here and go deal with them. Have fun watching my fuck toys get ravaged mother. I’ll deal with you in the morning when your magic is fully drained.”

Kathy waited a few minutes after her daughter left before she cast a sleeping spell on herself. She would need her rest to deal with Rose. At least the milking table was comfortable.

Kathy woke several hours later. She lifted her head to see that the other captives were still being fucked. She noted that many of the women on the milking tables had been switched out for the ones chained to the walls. Melissa was now chained to a wall hanging by her wrists, but thankfully asleep. Kathy would have to deal with the girls later. She didn’t want to waste any more time before dealing with her daughter.

First things first. She noted the location of each brute and focused her mana. Once she had gathered enough, she cast a void storage spell. Portals opened up on the floor around the room and the brutes didn’t even have time to scream before they fell through the floor. They only had a few minutes to live. There wasn’t enough air for them to survive very long in her void box. A fitting punishment for the way they treated her beloved’s daughters.

Next she cast a disintegration spell and freed herself from the chains that bound her to the milking table. The anti magic bindings on her wrists fell away as she stood. They had managed to drain a noticeable amount of her mana pool, but Kathy’s pool was massive, and it was already filling back up. She drew upon the mana in the milk storage containers around the room until her pool was once again full.

She looked around, but did not see anything she could use as clothing. It didn’t really matter anyway. She refilled the runes upon her body with mana. Any of Rose’s men that spotted her would be too busy violently ejaculating to stop her before she dealt with them. She cast a final pair of spells before she left the room. The first put all of the women into a restful sleep of pleasant dreams and the love of their father. The second spell would prevent any man except Caleb from entering the room. Neither spell would last more than a few hours at most. But that should be all the time Kathy would need.

She walked down the long hallway in search of her daughter.