The pieces fall into place

“Place them here,” the priest says, holding a black box beneath Sofia's cupped hands. She lets the mess of cum slide down into it, until finally your parents' wedding rings land with a plop. He looks towards you inquisitively.

“Hand them to my father,” you order the man, smirking slightly as Sofia happily licks her hands clean. “My mother has no more use for the rings. He is not allowed to throw them away."

“Of course.”

Nodding, the priest seals the box and walks away.

You take a look around, grinning back at the all the happy (and somewhat dazed) attendees. A few of them are fidgeting uncomfortably and tugging at their clothes, which is obviously related to the command you sent out with the wedding invitations.

You had attached to the invitations a recording stating three things: 1) The guests would become more and more aroused as they watched you engage in incestuous sex. 2) Their aversion to **** would disappear for the day and be greatly diminished going forward. 3) For the duration of the event and the following day, they were free to seek out anybody present, their own family members included, for sexual pleasure. 4) There would be no consequences for adultery today either.

Georgia meets your gaze gives you a lopsided smile as her daughters pull down her dress, ripping it in the process. She guides their lips to her puffy nipples, and throws her head back as they begin to orally tease her breasts. Mitch and Greg are facing away from you as they to the sight of the three women, and you just know they have enthusiastic smiles on their faces.

You wondered if you would, at some point, start to feel some remorse for your actions or pity their situation. But there is no hint of regret; you grin as the two men jerk themselves off as Georgia's daughters begin teasing their mother's pussy.

Maybe you'll let your fathers and Mitch enjoy regular sex again someday, but not today. You relish in being able to deny them the ability.

You can see young men and women, cousins and distant relatives around your age, boldly walking up to Georgia and other and asking to join in- something you’re responsible for, to make sure at least some people make the first moves so others will have the courage to follow.

Georgia smiles and pointedly glances at you each time and says something, after which her suitors turn and leave without much protest.

Melanie is seated in the front row, with the kneeling Erica’s head buried between her thighs. Your Mommy-slut's enormous breasts are hanging out the front of her dress and, under her own ministrations, trickling milk as she humps your cousin's mouth. Unlike Georgia, everyone present knows not to let their eyes linger on her. When even her husband had to jack off to another woman, they knew to stay a respectable distance away.

Most of the guests that you have yet to fool around with directly are a little more hesitant. You spot more than a few masturbating or touching one another, and one remarkable teen has her developing breasts exposed and is making out passionately with someone you suspect is her father (if their matching red hair is anything to go by). She has one hand at pumping at her slit while the other is busy stroking her father’s cock. The man in turn has his hands on her still-developing breasts, pinching and tugging at the nipples aggressively. The mother, a rather plain looking woman, is blushing bright red as she sits off to the side and steals occasional glances at her husband and daughter.

“Are you looking for other women already? Even on your wedding day,” you hear Sofia’s teasing voice from in front of you.

“Just making sure things are going my way,” you reply with lust burning in your eyes as you turn back to look at your mother. Your wife. “Look at how they’re expressing their love for each other.”

She has a content smile on her beautiful face as she watches the redheaded man getting more and more aggressive with his teenage daughter.

"It’s such a shame our garden is only so big. This orgy would be so much more fun with more space," she sighs. "I imagine it’ll be difficult for that man to keep his hands off his daughter after today's little taste. His wife is a little... she needs a little encouragement."

“Hey, not everyone is going to be comfortable with inbreeding from the get-go,” you respond, eyeing up the young woman's curves before turning your attention to the wife. She looked a lot like her daughter, except a little less full in the chest and hips department. You start to pump your cock slowly as you stare at her.

“You wanna go help her out?” Sofia purrs in your ear. “Help her loosen up?”

“Her husband and daughter are completely lost in their own world, and nobody’s going for her either,” you say, smirking as the mother notices you jacking off at her. Even from a distance, you can see her go bright red with embarrassment. “But I'll get to know every woman intimately in time."

You're really beginning to appreciate these unique little moments, when you’re having depraved conversations with people you’ve known your entire life. The casual exchange of words in a situation that's anything but normal really puts the progress you’ve made with your abilities in perspective.

“Everyone’s having sex now, John,” she adds, stopping your hand from jacking any more with her own. “Make me the happiest woman in the world. Let’s continue the ceremony... dear.”

You shake your head, pushing the thoughts aside for later and focusing more on the woman in front of you. You’ve pictured this moment for months, but your imagination failed to live up to the real thing. June 27th used to be celebrated as the day your parents got married... but nobody will care about that stupid detail anymore. June 27th will forever be the day you married your mother, the first of eventually many women to be yours forever. It will also mark the beginning of an era of greatness for the entire Doe family...

But that's a subject for later. Right now, it's all about you and Sofia.

“So impatient,” you say, grabbing a fistful of her hair and pulling her face into your crotch. Your cock ends up resting on her face, your balls brushing against her lips as the shaft throbs against her nose. Sofia inhales deeply as she waits for your command. “There’s no going back now, Mother. No condoms, no pills.”

Sofia shudders, and starts to lick at whatever part she can get at with her tongue.

“Such a fucking whore,” you growl, rubbing your balls on Sofia’s beautiful face. “Get the bed ready, Father.”

He hastily turns around, catches the eye of a server, and claps twice.

From the side of the house, four burly men march into view while carrying a simple bed. Sofia chews on her bottom lip as it is brought over and placed in full view of the people present.

"You're... going to breed me in front of everyone?"