God of Bimbos

When Sarah and Kathy returned to conciousness, their eyes were wide.

"You're a god!" Kathy whispered in awe.

"My son..is a god..." Said Sarah.

Adam hadn't meant to deify himself. But he'd been an atheist since he was 8. He might as well fill the vacuum.

"Yes,," he told him Mom and sister. "I am Adam, the God of Bimbos, come down from heaven to show you a better way to live."

"But...you were born..." Sarah said, confused.

"Yes, Sarah," he said. "I used your twat to enter the world and bless its bimbos," he said. "All the Bimbos in the world should be forever grateful to you."

"Thank you, Mommy!" Kathy said with deep sincerely.

"You're welcome, Kitty Kat!" Sarah said.

"How should we worship you, Lord?" Kathy asked.

"Exactly the way you have been, you silly sluts!" He said, much to their delight. "And because you both make for such a good lay, I'll make you the High Priestesses of my new religion."

They beamed, delighted.

"But to make a proper church, we'll need to convert more bimbos!" Adam decided. "So clean yourselves up and dress as slutty as you can! Then we'll go call more bimbos to the true faith!"

"We Will!" Sarah vowed and Kathy nodded devotedly.

Adam grinned. He hadn't planned to start a religion with his invention, but why the fuck not?

The only question was where to go for converts.