A meeting in the kitchen

For a brief moment, you consider extending your nightly pleasures and entering another's dreams, but after the long day of fucking all the women in your family and securing your dominant place among all the men, your just too exhausted to even try. Plus, could you really top anything that happened during this **** filled day?

Instead, you settle into a blissful slumber, not even stirring until the sun has begun to shine through your window. You stretch slowly, your muscles sore from the previous days vigorous activities, careful not to wake the sleeping beauties next to you. Both have tiny smiles playing on their lips and you have quell an urge to wake them both up and fuck them until none of you can walk. Unfortunately, you're feeling a little grungy and, after a quick whiff of body odor assails your nose, you decide it's best to get up and take a shower.

You manage to crawl off the bed without too much jostling and walk down the hallway to the bathroom, still completely nude. There's really no point in needing to cover-up anymore, you decide, and let you cock swing merrily between your legs as you go.

The upstairs bathroom is completely empty and you feel slightly disappointed at not being able to engage in some wet, slippery fun with any of the other sexy women in the house, but you give a little shrug, turn on the water and climb beneath the spray. As the water courses over your body, you feel rejuvenated and cleansed. Your breathing deepens and a tension you hadn't noticed the day before collapses, leaving your shoulders relaxed and a new, fiery energy building in your core.

I fucking did it! you exult, silently. Made my fucking dreams into a reality, turned my whole family into willing sexual sluts, created a whole mini-fiefdom where my word is law! I can't fucking believe it! I am the Master of this house! And then another thought strikes, one that sticks so deeply into your psyche that it echoes like gunshot, one that gives you pause.

Why do I need to limit myself to just this house...?

That idea doesn't leave your head for the rest of the shower. Using the Motherboard, you altered the world and created a whole new set of possibilities, most of them regarding your family and yourself. But you think back to your first experience of using the Motherboard, your trip to the mall where you discovered the truth behind its power, and the alterations you had made. **** had always been a kink for you, but that doesn't mean you can't live out other fantasies, experience other pleasures that you couldn't before. Hell, your time with Caroline, taking control of her and screwing her forcefully on your bed, was one of the hottest moments of this past week. Perhaps it's time to investigate what else the Motherboard can do for you.

You shut off the water and dry yourself with a nearby towel. Tossing it in a nearby bin, your stomach rumbles and you discover you're completely famished. With the (semi-serious) thoughts of world domination bouncing around your brain, you lightly hop down the stairs, bypass the dining room and enter the kitchen.

Where you find your father and Kenny with their dicks out, getting sloppy blowjobs from your sister Abby and your two moms.

Both guys have their backs to the kitchen counter, resting against the side for added stability. Kenny, like you, is completely naked while your father has a pair of his work slacks bunched up around his ankles. Mama Melanie is enthusiastically working on her son's cock, sweeping her tongue up and down its length like it was her favorite popsicle and cupping his balls like precious jewels. Her other hand is buried beneath her skirt, diddling her twat with unbridled passion. Meanwhile, your father is getting double-teamed by his busty daughter and equally busty wife, Mama Tara. They take turns sucking his dick, passing it back and forth between their eager mouths, smiling big as they share nicely and stare up at your father's rapturous face. Abby's in her schoolgirl skirt, pert ass resting against her heels, and your mother has on her frilly apron, leaving her backside completely exposed.

Nice to see the fun has continued without my prompting, you think with a wolfish grin and rapidly growing cock. I guess the floodgates really have been opened!

You join the other guys at the counter, your raging boner feeling very lonely. You catch Mama Tara's eyes and, after passing off your dad's prick to your sister, she slides over on her knees until she's directly in front of you. Her big titties have already fallen free, the flimsy material of the apron unable to contain them and, as she takes you fully into her mouth, you grab them with both hands, kneading the pliant flesh with strong fingers that make your mother squeal with pleasure.

You consider what another person might think, walking into this scene where mothers and sons and father and daughter are paired up in an incestuous suckfest. Seeing the passion of those giving the blowjobs, the love in the eyes of the men receiving them...the beauty of the bodies, from from round curves of the girls' breasts, soft features of their faces and alluring contours of their figures, to the masculinity of the men's erect dicks and towering presence. Perhaps that person would beat their chest and scream about the perversity of it all...but fuck them. To you, this is pure heaven, a true family affair where nothing is hidden, nothing is forbidden and the feelings of belonging and love for those around you is the predominant emotion.

A moan from your father makes you turn your head. His head is thrown back and a slight tremor courses through his body. "Oh shit," he mutters and taps Abby on the head, "your mouth is going to make me explode, sweetie. Get ready!"

Your sister pulls back and quickly says, "I'm ready! I'm going to drink it all down, just like a good little girl." She says it in a little voice that you haven't heard her use in a long time, but it does wonders for your father who twitches at every word. Abby open her mouth and stick out her tongue, letting the tip of your dad's cock rest against it. When the first load comes it's like a shot from a rifle, disappearing between her lips almost quicker than you can see it. More follow, with your dad grunting each time. Finally, they slow down and Abby makes sure to coax out every last drop with her small, pink tongue, swallowing with pleasure and beaming proudly up at her daddy.

Kenny reacts next, most likely driven past the edge by watching the cumshot next to him. "I want...I want...." he says breathlessly, pulling his mother of his shaft with a 'plop.' "I want to cum all over you pretty face, Mama."

She pumps his hard rod, urging him on. "Do it," she says simply. "I want to feel your spunk on my cheeks. Give me your spunk, honey, give it to Mommy! All over her dirty face!"

And Kenny does, by the bucketload. His cum splashes everywhere, coating Mama Melanie's face in a sticky sheen that she legitimately seems to enjoy, dragging her fingers through the mess and spreading it all over. Breaking her might have been the hardest job of all the girls, but now that she has, she seems to revel in acting like a filthy whore.

You decide to hit the trifect, and when you feel your own orgasm rise, you tell Mama Tara, "Lift up your tits." Without arguing, she hefts up her heavy udders in both hands and pushes the giant mounds together, giving you a perfect target for your cockjuices. She cries in joy when your first rope lands deep in her cleavage, ecstatic at her ability to bring you off so easily. Your mom then shifts minutely, jiggling her juggs as she moves, giving you another spot to aim for--which you nail. It almost becomes a competition, pitting your enhanced amount of jizz against her wide expanse of breast-flesh, which would last longer? In the end, you decide you don't fucking care. She just looks too sexy covered in your cum.

"Well, that certainly was...something," your father says, smiling at the rest of your family, abashed now that the moment is finished. Kenny has the same look and there's a redness in the women's cheeks.

"Does anybody want to stop?" you ask quietly, wondering if maybe their conditioning wasn't as strong as you'd hoped. But you needn't have worried.

A chorus of 'No's' and 'Nevers' ricocheted around the kitchen. Abby even managed a 'Fuck No,' which made everybody roar with laughter, hearing such an emphatic vocalization of continued debauchery from the youngest person in the room.

Feeling lighter of heart, you say, "Well, good!" You grab a couple of nearby hand towels and toss them to both of your mothers. "But I think it's probably time to clean up so some of us can get to work and Abby can get to school."

Your father nods in agreement, letting you take the lead. He buckles his pants and helps your sister to her feet. "Come on, sweetie. I'll give you a ride and write you a note to excuse your tardiness." He leads the way to the garage and the last thing you hear as the door closes is Abby cooing and saying, "Ooooh, you're going to give me a ride. Naughty!"

Mama Melanie soaks her towel in water and cleans off her face, making sure she's completely devoid of goo before giving you and Mama Tara a goodbye kiss. Your kiss is deeper than you expect, and as she pulls away, you see a new look in her eye, one of complete and utter devotion. The toughest trees really are the ones to fall hardest.

Smiling, you grab a quick breakfast and sit at the table with Mama Tara. The conversation is almost normal, with the exception that you can't think of the last time you had a meal where your mother was absentmindedly rubbing a cloth towel all over her breasts, removing all evidence of your semen from her body.

Afterwards, you give her one last smooch--as well as a quick titty squeeze--and head up to your room, your thoughts once more turning to the Motherboard and its potential.