Queen's River Stories: Three Weddings and a Funeral

“Dear friends, Alphas and Betas, sons and their devoted sluts and even you lucky locals to be allowed to read, my name is Jocasta Monarch and tonight I welcome you to a romantic tale set in the Queen's River Oedipal Zone.”

“There are many reasons to come live in the OZ of Queen’s River. Extremely low crime rates, very affordable houses. Due to tax breaks we have a large amount of companies settling here meaning plenty of jobs. Our schools and colleges are at the top of the country, our only other competition being the other OZs. And last but not least, the high birth rates mean our town is only growing! It’s a great place to either move your family or start one.”

Jocasta smiles, leaning forward, as if enticing the viewer with her cleavage.

“Part of the reason for our high birthrate are the advancements in medicine made by Pearson's Perfections clinics, allowing even women of advanced age can safely carry and give birth to healthy children, without any risks of birth defects. Pearson's has even eliminated any risk due to inbreeding. Our story tonight is about Charlotte and the generations to which she gave birth. I hope you enjoy the tale of Charlotte’s family.”

“It’ll be good for us Daddy, I promise!”

Mason sighed, looking at his daughter who was pleading with him. She looked so much like her mother. “I don’t know Princess, there are so many memories in this house…”

She planted her hands on her hips and looked him sternly in the eyes. A headstrong girl of 18 (“And a half!” she’d shout) she rarely accepted defeat. “Right now the house is only bringing up the bad memories, Dad. All the good stuff we’ll take with us. You need a fresh start. You need to leave the city. The job I found for you there will pay almost twice as much as what you make now. And we can easily afford the house I showed you. Remember, with the pool and garden near that beautiful park?” Mason sighed again.

“And the university there is amazing. You’re always telling me that I need to get a quality education. They have one of the best programs in the country for theoretical physics.” She sat in his lap, wriggling a bit until she got comfortable. A little too comfortable for Mason’s liking as he felt himself hardening against her butt almost immediately. “It’s been two years daddy. I miss her too. But mom wouldn’t have wanted us stuck in the past. She’d want us to live our lives and be happy! I distinctly recall her telling you not to wait to long to remarry….”

“The only one who even remotely compares to your mother is you, Princess.” She smiled, almost… seductively? No, Mason was sure he’d imagined it.

He lifted her up. Ever since she’d turned 18 he’d started having thoughts about her. It was as if he suddenly realized he was sharing his house with a beautiful young woman. He expected her to be very popular when free use kicked in for her at 19, and was surprised at how jealous he was of all the boys who’d get to touch her.

Even more surprising for him was that she’d only had one real boyfriend and didn’t really express any excitement about all the fun she’d be having next year. Hell, she wasn’t even having that much fun with boys now! Free use might not start until 19, but he remembered back in his day that most girls were getting laid pretty frequently once they turned 18.

Hell, several girls in his class were sporting baby bumps well before their 19th birthday and he himself had taken part in a memorable gangbang with his future wife the day she turned 18. Charlotte didn’t seem all that interested in that. And something in him was glad of it. He thought it was probably because she looked so much like her mother that he felt an over-protectiveness, no, a possessiveness over her.

It could never be of course, the world might be free use, but for the most part there were still anti-**** laws. They’d need to move to an OZ to get around those and while he had thought about it...fantasized about it extensively, if he was being honest...he’d never be able to look Charlotte in the eyes and suggest such a thing. Besides, she wouldn’t, couldn't want an old man like him.

“All right. You’ve convinced me,” he said, standing up and trying to hide his erection, completely missing Charlotte licking her lips as she looked right at it. “We’ll move to, what was it called again?”

“Queen’s River, Daddy.”

“Right. Seems like you’ve thought of everything. I’ll start writing an application for the company you looked up.”

“No need.” Charlotte smiled, at her father''s questioning look. “I already wrote the application and they accepted. You start next Monday. Oh, I also already got the mortgage and bought the house and my classes start in a few months which gives me time to make sure we’re all settled.” Mason looked at his daughter, mouth opening and closing a few times.” “What? I’ve been forging your signature for years now, I’ve gotten pretty good at it. And they’re very welcoming towards new Alphas.”

“New Alphas?”

“Yes, new Alpha’s. Oldest man in the household without a male heir. And since I’m an only child, that means you. You’ll be in charge of everything, Daddy. I won’t even be allowed to date without your permission you decide if I'm allowed to move out.” Charlotte giggled, hugging her father, whispering in his ear. “Didn’t I tell you? Queen’s River is an OZ”.