Heinrich Breeds his FrankenFam

“YAAAAAAARRRGH!!”

Hundreds of millions of heaven-sent volts smashed into Heinrich's being. Electrifying every atom of his existence in a fraction of a second. Power surged, as did his strength. Muscles swelling and veins bulging, he leapt upon the closest available hole, and slammed his buzzing bitch-breaker into his mother.

“Yeeeessss~!” She howled as Heinrich sank to the hilt in a single savage thrust. “Ravish Mama’s lonely puss-puss. She’s waited her entire life for an uber-stud such as you! Give it to me good!”

Magdela’s molten insides parted like the ocean before a prophet, welcoming him in, before clamping down with a vise-like grip. Her ankles crossed behind his waist, strong feminine arms looping around his neck, her mouth seeking his for a passion-fueled kiss.

“Mmmmff!”

Heinrich kept up his break-neck pace, pumping away furiously. Trapped in her loving embrace, their tongues dueling, utterly out of control. His sexy-as-hell mother felt unbelievably tight, warm, and wet for him–only for him.

“Don’t forget about me, Daddy-Bro.” Liselotte sniveled, pinching her puckered nips. “I want some, too.”

Guilty pleasure spiked his racing heart. The thrill of taboo conquest set Heinrich on edge as he breached the womb which had birthed him with the explicit intent of filling and breeding it again.

A second thunderbolt landed between his bunched shoulders, then a third. A funnel cloud took shape over the tower. Barometers shattered when the air pressure plummeted. Electricity arced between them--connecting their parted lips, entwined limbs, and clashing hips in a tangled net of incestuous energy.

The power cycled between them, causing Heinrich to spasm so forcefully Magdela flew off his galvanic girth like a thrown ragdoll. She sailed into the tempest, somehow still connected to him by an arc of crackling electricity that spanned the growing distance between her frothing snatch and his live-wire length.

“YEEEEEEE!” Magdela yowled above the deafening winds, before the tether went taut and she came rocketing back like a ping-pong ball being returned in a cosmic game of table tennis.

Heinrich didn’t miss a beat when she landed with meteoric momentum. He’d judged her trajectory, aimed his fizzling fuckstaff just so, and skewered his flailing mother with unerring accuracy.

Steadfast as the mountains around them, he caught her without stumbling. She slammed down to his base with pussy-bruising ****. Her flat tummy immediately distended by a cock-shaped bulge that punched up into her diaphragm before he latched onto her bubble butt and began pounding away again.

“That looks like fun! Me next, Daddy-Bro. I want a turn!” Liselotte cheered, jumping to her feet and hugging them excitedly. Her outstretched arms created a close circuit the moment she contacted their storm-powered bodies. “Oooooh ma gaaawd!”

Chain lightning snared the pink-haired imp, making her mismatched eyes roll and knees wobble. She stuck fast to him like iron fillings to a magnet--a cunt-creaming, family-fucking electromagnet, who dispensed toe-curling orgasms like holiday candies.

Her ballooning breasts mashed into Heinrich’s side, and she grinded ecstatically against his humping hip. She clung on tenaciously, shuddering and shrieking, the intensifying gale machine-gunning them with pelting rain.

Lead roof tiles, loose masonry, and other unsecured sundries were swept into a whirlwind surrounding the entangled trio. The cloud-choked sky thundered in a cacophonous cannonade. Lightning exploded like an artillery barrage, blasting chunks from the battlements and striking all three of them repeatedly.

“FUUUUUCKK… YEEEEAAH!!” Heinrich roared as the world slowed and his hyperactive libido went into overdrive.

Every nerve sang, nearly maxing out under the riotous rush of sensual stimuli. Endorphins gushed like uncorked champagne, pleasure lacing itself with pain until the two were indistinguishable. What should have reduced him to ash instead forged him anew.

The lightning didn’t punish him—it seduced him, pouring itself into his veins, licking at his skin, crowning him with fire and power.

Both breathless knockouts were flung away as Heinrich burst in a shockwave of destructive potential, the type usually reserved for extinction events. Only the electric arcs connecting their sopping sexes kept Magdela and Liselotte from an ignominious end.

“WHEEEEE!!” His sister cried, spinning back through the air like a busty boomerang. “Catch me on your big baby-making dick, Daddy-Bro!”

Heinrich happily complied, lining her up for a womb-wrecking touch-down. She crashed onto him with a rapturous ululation. Heinrich’s meaty shock-rod lanced Liselotte’s virgin slit, her tight pink walls clenching around him as if trying to drain every drop of his virile essence.

“Daddy-Bro! Oh God, Daddy-Bro! You’re splitting me open!” She wailed, nails digging into his broad shoulders as he lifted her hips and slammed her back down onto him, toned ass cheeks jiggling with the impact. “Hyaa~! You’re going to tear me apart!”

Much like with his mother, Heinrich could see the outline of his enhanced erection distending Liselotte’s trim belly. He had just claimed her first time. Now he was going to claim all of her.

“Every day! Every goddam day, you hear me?” He shouted over the constant thunder. Their pelvises clashed like pneumatic pistons. “I’m gonna use this bratty lil’ cunt as my personal fuckhole. I’m gonna stuff it full of babies, and the second you pop… I’ll pack it full again! Every. Goddam. Day!”

Emphasising his demands with urgent upward thrusts, Heinrich relinquished her hips and sent the pink-haired hellion soaring when another lightning bolt struck him.

“YEEEeeeessss~...” She vowed, voice trailing off as she shot to the end of her voltaic whipcord.

“Incoming!” Magdela called, zipping through the obscuring precipitation like a dick-seeking missile. Heinrich turned, tracking his gorgeous mom via the energized tether connecting their lubricious loins. She somersaulted mid-flight, legs spreading, knees lifting, to land squarely on her tumescent target.

“Aaaah! Don’t stop, sweetie! Keep pounding us with this amazing cock!” She keened, impaled once again. “Impregnate your mother! Breed your sister! Knock us up with your hunky seed!”

Magdela’s pussy was a furnace, scorching hot and dripping with arousal. Heinrich growled, low and animalistic, ravaging her womb relentlessly. Her tremendous mommy titties bounced, nipples hard and begging for attention. He reached up, gripping one roughly, pinching and twisting the sensitive bud until she cried out, her superb snatch spasming around him.

“You'd better be ready for what you’ve got coming,” Heinrich grabbed his mother’s throat, expression deadly serious. “‘Cause when I cum, it’ll feel like a tsunami.”

Teeth bared in a rictus grin, she leaned into his iron-clad chokehold. “I can’t wait… Daddy.”

Thunder struck, and she was blasted away once again, Liselotte winging in to replace her on his spunk-spitting shaft.

“AAAYYEEE!!” She yodeled elatedly, skin-tight pussy constricting convulsively as he pummeled her. “Give me that Daddy-Bro cock! Tame this teasing twat!”

Back and forth they went. Getting railed then repelled. Yoyoing outward before returning on enervated leashes, trading turns to be speared upon Heinrich’s heinous humongitude. They did so with the grace and flair of trapeze artists, despite the destructive weather decimating the countryside.

Unstoppable. Tireless. Unmoveable. Heinrich felt invincible, fucking two goddesses in the heart of a gale. He was an unconquerable rampart. His cock, a steel pillar.

Only his balls grumbled discontentedly, clamoring for release.

“We’ve graduated to a category four hurricane!” Johann screamed in panic from the laboratory below. “The infernal device is out of control… I-I can’t shut it down!”

“Leave it be, shrimp-dick!” Heinrich reeled the girls in, catching one in each arm. “Touch that machine before we’re done, and I’ll break you!”

“This is madness… you’ll bring the whole castle down on our heads!”

Heinlich caught Magdela again, plowing into her. His mother squealed, her pretty head tossed back as he began fucking her with wild abandon. Her pussy was just as tight as her virgin daughter’s, but firmer, more experienced, and it took everything in him not to cum that right away.

Liselotte barreled back into them, latching onto Heinrich's elbow to watch transfixed as her brother jackhammered their mother. She reached down, strumming her clit furiously as she imagined what it must feel like to be filled so completely.

“Fuck her, Daddy-Bro!” she cried, voice high-pitched with arousal. “Show her what a true demigod feels like!”

Heinlich’s pace quickened, his nuts slapping against Magdela’s ass with a deafening rhythm. The storm-tossed valley echoed with the sounds of their passion—moans, screams, and the slap of skin on skin.

The hurricane raged on above them, lightning exploding across the sky and illuminating the trio in flashes of blinding white. Heinrich’s muscles rippled with each rampant plunge, his swelling form a monument to raw primal power.

Magdela’s climax hit hard and fast, her internal muscles seizuring around Heinrich’s cock as she wailed, “Oh God… Oh sweetie! I’m cumming! Mama’s cumming!”

She squirted over his already drenched balls and that was the last straw. With an inarticulate cry that split the sky, Heinrich rammed up into her ready womb and erupted like a volcano.

“GYAAAAHH!!”

His mother’s heterochromic eyes and taut belly bulged when he dumped a wagon-load of molten baby batter deep within her reproductive tract. It flowed out of him like the Nile breaking its banks–bringing verdant soil to the once barren region.

But Heinrich wasn’t done. He pulled out of Magdela, letting her collapse in a gurgling heap, then turned to Liselotte clinging arm. She stared at his cock, glistening with their mother’s fluids, still spouting creamy jizz.

“Your turn,” he growled, pouncing on his young sibling like a predator.

Liselotte squealed as he drove her to the wind-swept rooftop and entered her in one swift motion. Surrendering completely, she locked long silky legs around his waist, dragging him in deeper.

“Yes, Daddy-Bro, yes! Breed me! Stuff a bun in my naughty oven!” She wailed, voice wavering as he poured a seemingly endless torrent of potent spunk into her womb too.

Heinlich ravished her relentlessly. The pink-haired brat’s battered twat, already so sensitive from her earlier orgasms, sent waves of incestuous bliss through her devilish body with every pussy-pillaging plunge. She came again and again, her stretched-out walls pulsing around him as she howled in unalloyed ecstasy.

“That’s it!” Heinrich roared, his tone gravelly with lust. “You’re mine now! My broodmare sister-slut. Totally mine, forever!”

The world went white when the heavens vented all their jealous outrage in one momentous, final ****. A tremendous thunderbolt, possibly hurled by Zeus himself, struck the climaxing brother and sister, with enough power to jump to their insensate mother and slag the surrounding stone.

“HIIIYYEEEE!!” They cried in sinful chorus.

Rather than smiting them, the lightning jump-started life in the atrocious trio.

Their amalgamated bodies arched and tensed with rapturous delight. Heinrich could somehow sense the girls’ cervixes awakening, their ovums quickening, and his super-charged sperm stampeding like a herd of horny stallions towards their embryonic paramors.

He slowly withdrew from Liselotte’s gaping cunt, admiring the gush of combined juices mingling with the rain puddles.

An acceptable loss, he conceded, since both mother and sister now sported hugely hemispherical stomachs as though already nine months pregnant. They looked extremely alluring; naked, twitching, and packed to the gills with his seed.

The storm quickly subsided, its vengeance exhausted. A ray of sunshine pierced the dispersing clouds to shine upon the damaged tower, bathing their rain-slickened bodies in golden radiance. All three of them basked in the warmth and their shared afterglow. Heinrich lay on his back, allowing the ladies to snuggle contentedly on either side.

Their sloshing bellies pressed into his ribs.

“We definitely have to do that again soon, Daddy-Bro.” Liselotte yawned sleepily.

“Again and again.” Madgela agreed, tucking herself under his trunklike arm. “Though, maybe not a category four every time, sweetie. I don’t think the valley could survive that much fun.”

“No promises,” Heinrich grunted, fondling their pert asses. “I’m the new Master of Castle von Crackenshteen. If Johann isn’t gone already, he soon will be. As for the villagers, they’ll adapt. Always have in the past.”

“At least until we unleashed your children upon them.” His precocious sister snickered. “Nobody will see them coming.”

Heinrich grinned and relaxed.

Truly, Varnholt Valley had no idea what horrors the future held. But for now, they’d have the relative normal of werewolf attacks, rampaging clockwork abominations, and witch hunts.

For the next nine months, at least.

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