You want more of the same

Then you remind yourself of the sweet feeling of struggle in Lara's bed. Experience superior to normal sex in many ways. The thrill of violation without punishment. The taboo of doing it with your daughters. You slowly convenience yourself that it isn't that bad and that it is a fitting price for their right to exist. Without you, they wouldn't even be born, they would never have existed. So you decide.

"I want you to erase memories of my fun with them like we did with Lara," you say calmly

"Don't want your kids having nightmares, you are so sweet." Ava gives one of her trademark giggles "Should we make them all pregnant, too? I can guarantee no genetic problems."

"I am too young for grandkids," You laugh, "but there is something fun... in populating this world with my own dynasty."

"Womb Raider in the world of Tomb Raider!" Ava's loud laugh, melodic like an angelic song, echoes across the magical white room.

"Croft family will have an unsolved mystery of why their women get knocked out without remembering how!"

"Exactly!!!" yelps Ava "Will you also screw your granddaughters, too?"

"Maybe," you reply with a chuckle. "unless I'll get bored after fucking my hot daughters."

"You? Bored of sex? Ha!" Ava answers with growing enthusiasm, obviously thinking about possible scenarios. She clearly enjoys this a lot, having not an ounce of jealousy towards any of your future conquests.

"I love you so much, Ava" you declare hugging the gorgeous woman, who is also the most powerful being in the universe

"You still didn't say which of your daughters will be the first." Ava reminds you while rubbing her cheek against yours.