Preparations

The Doe-Hostetler Home was in a flurry of activity. As I remained at the police station, the residents and property were registered in my name. "Name?" said a burly police officer to the naked semi-Latina standing humiliated in the living room, as video and photos were being automatically taken.

She was upset. "Marisol Atkins," she stifled a tear after another attempt to cover up was thwarted by the police officer's handsy partner. "How many times have you fucked Mr. Doe-Hostetler?"

"Once." The second male officer put on a glove and gently probed Marisol's pussy.

"Don't forget, Steve," he said, finding nothing, "she's a legacy fuck. J.J.D. fucked her himself."

"Yeah, yeah, I saw the movie. Are you going to buy her dinner, now?"

They both laughed as Steve's partner finally removed his fingers from Marisol's cunt. "Okay, your codename is M.A. 3."

He slapped her on the ass and Marisol demurely went to the couch, as the naked Patience enthusiastically approached the two guards. "This is going to be great," said Officer #2, slipping on a new glove.

A block away, I watched as Marlene's ass swayed out the door. I'll fuck her with Elise, but maybe I can fuck her with her biological mom. I had forgotten that I had fucked Marisol earlier, and **** her to live with me.

Marisol had acted kooky, viewing her **** sex with my father as real **** (the kind that was bad), and a violation of her rights or some nonsense. She viewed Marlene as some sort of reminder of that dark period, and could not raise her, sending her instead to my mothers, and severing all contact. Marlene may have grown up a little jaded because of this.

I began following my sisters when a hand from the press crowd stopped me. "Woah, there, tiger. One more thing, and then you can go back to the bacchanalia. In my office." It was Sheriff Mohr.

I stood impatiently, scratching my balls as the Sheriff pressed a button, locking his door and opening another. "This is Agent Jane Tremont. 26-year-old graduate of the FBI Academy and veteran of the Finnish Wars." A tall woman in a smart business suit stood before me, wearing dark glasses and looking no-nonsense. I gulped, thinking I did something wrong (even if that was impossible).

"But..." he said, interrupting my train of thought, "you will address her as Tawny Philips, 19-year-old tourist to the sex museum who you fucked and impregnated on the street. She's going to be our eyes and ears to your harem and the chief of your undercover guards."

Agent Tremont, er, Tawny, simply nodded at Kris, and removed her suit coat, revealing a black bra hiding very big breasts, rivaling Julie's. She took off the bra, spilling everywhere, and replaced it with a mesh top, hiding nothing. She then slipped off her pants, revealing no underwear and a neatly shaved landing strip with a somewhat large clitoris in view. She slipped on a very short, green skirt, so short that I could see her pussy poking out from underneath.

Even as she removed her glasses, she still looked like Agent Tremont in the face. "Mr. Doe-Hostetler, I suggest we copulate within the next 24 hours so that I become pregnant along with the rest of your harem."

I was softly rubbing my groin. "Uh, actually, I'm pretty well-booked at the moment, but I can probably 'squeeze' you in tomorrow morning."

I accentuated my comment by squeezing her pussy under her own skirt, despite the fact that she looked like she could snap my neck in an instant.

Instead, her face dropped and she put on a goofy smile. "Aww, shucks, I can't wait to fuck you, Johnny!" She then blew a bubble of bubblegum that must've been in her mouth the whole time, as she did a twirl and giggled.

I learned from Kris, on the way out of the police station with Tawny and my mothers, that the entire household would be categorized and registered by the Oak Valley Police Department, including especially the members of my harem, and any threats to my person neutralized.

"You're going to kill some of my girls?"

"Hopefully it won't come to that," said Sheriff Mohr. I frowned at the murderous implication of a small-town police ****, as did both my mothers but not Tawny. She was acting brilliantly as an oblivious airhead.

The police escorted the four of us to my house, where I was met by Captain Drea DiMeo, the head of my uniformed protection. "Sir, I know you were looking forward to fucking your sisters, but there's been an incident."

I looked behind Drea to spot Marlene, naked and gagged on the floor with a black eye. An **** Marisol lay nearby, as all four of my other harem whores (Lena, Patience, Elise, and the nurse) were naked and chained together on a large railing.