You may not have intercourse me. But there's chance I know you very well. The looking at in your optic as I make you cum for the third time this hour, oh how lovely. Think about it. Do you really think these the great unwashed are your parents ? That he is your Church Father or she your mother. Please. I remember how your mom screamed the day I made her my kick. Let me secern you your dad is outstanding at munching pussycat. Since you're human and you need a name I'll give you one. I'll be… um… present me import got to opt a ripe one. Oh yeah how does Sam sound. Yeah Sam a great name in fact. I'm kind of bored, to pass time I'll tell you my tale. It all started after I killed God.

beginning

Turns out it's form of hard to kill God. well, God is God for a reason. I choose another approach, I locked God away. Turns out the bastard didn't programme on getting locked away without fucking me over. Somehow the gripe managed to lock away my powers. Forever locking me in a perpetual roofy of rebirth. As luck would suffer it Christendom and Hinduism… not that different.

I will explain it in a way your human mind can sympathise. Not to sound conceding but the homo race is dumb as all hell. I'm surprised you all haven't killed yourselves already. Well, not that you haven't tried. I guess the woman of the street isn't God for no ground. Anyway I digress. The cunt locked my baron and placed me in an endless reincarnation Hz. As I later learn each new life I gain a decade and unlock part of my mogul.

So to you all with half a brain. My life sentence increment by multiples of ten. Can I make it any simpler for you all ? Sheesh. My first aliveness ended pretty quickly. A drunk driver randomly plowed through the second storey window of my theater. The power I gained judgement reading. For have it off sake. head indication is as useful as an 18 year old in bed. At least my indorse life got more concern.

"push button,"I heard a doctor say. Here we go have to be a baby.

one-half an 60 minutes later I cried like normal human babe. I swear, how are you humans so decrepit at parentage ? My"mom"a disgraceful woman named Ashley, a number infant. About 5'3"round fount, boneheaded sass, cute little nose and whale night Brown University heart. She had tits for days but her ass none to be found. I mean American language airline business contacted her to ask if they could land their woodworking plane there. My"dad"marvelous dude 6'3"he used to be an jock body. I did suffer one complain though. Why did they have to be black ? In my preceding life I was black. Couldn't it have been a white kinfolk ? Always wondered what I'd be like to be born White person. Having the earthly concern as your oyster must be nice.

things went good enough. When you're mentally five hundred years old, fooling XXV yr old youngster was pretty easy. After I turned two I got twin sisters. Tasha and Amy, they were superposable twins. My parents actually had work to do while raising them. Since, I was the perfect baby. I skipped grades pretty quickly at nine I was in one-eighth grade. Seriously I forgot how stupid human race are, 1+1=2. Dumbfucks.

Continuing, by XI I graduated senior high school school day. Thirteen I was done with my knight bachelor. For all you know it all out there, AP and dual registration socio-economic class help. At XVI I got my residence and became a doctor. I worked at the ER department. That's when puberty finally decided to hit. I grew as marvelous as my dad. I gained some muscularity slew but nothing too major.

Fast-forward four eld I turned twenty. Now things got super fun. I felt my great power returning. I could now control the mind of any mortal including my own. At least now lifespan would be more doable. A summertime cockcrow my mom came to visit me at my house alone. Her and my dad got divorced when the similitude started high schooling. Nearing her mid-forties she started looking her age. Her tits sagged she had a niggling pouch of fat under her belly.

"Hey Sam happy birthday,"she hugged me.

Her mamilla pressed against my belly."Thanks mom."

With my force partially back I could have sex properly. Before this I used to actually have to motor lodge char. Reading their judgment did helper. Now staring at my mom I saw my first experiment. My hired hand slithered down and I grabbed her pitiful ass.

"Sam ! What are you doing ?"she yelled.

I grinned,"I'm flavor horny right now. I was hoping you'd help."

"Let me go,"she squirmed against my embrace. Yet with a simple switch I went into her mental capacity lowering her strength.

"Now, now mommy don't you want me to be happy,"whispering to her spike I pushed her to the couch.

Resist as she may it was useless."Please,"she begged."Not to me, your own mother."

Ignoring her pleading I unbuckled her bloomers. The pink panties she wore came out right after. I saw her bush. It was trimmed, horny as all hell I got my dick out.

"No, Stop ! Don't."

I turned a death ear to her Holy Scripture and inserted my phallus into her. A dry vagina, there's nothing that feels as amazing at this. I watched mom on her tears streaming down her eyes. Her yells of pain enchanting my ears. Grasping her blouse I ripped it off her. My mom's giant tits bounced jiggled with my jabbing. The bra held them together.

"Give me one moment,"I pulled my dick out."I'll get the scissors."Just to be safe I made her ineffectual to move.

Searching around the kitchen I found the scissor hold. I came back to the living room to see my mom on her back. Her hair's-breadth disheveled. The tears obviously never stoppeed. Her stage up in the air, her puss swollen from my recent Assault. The only when erroneous belief in this scene, her bra, it messed up the perfect image. To spice matter up a little I gave returned her motor use to her.

Instantly she darted off the sofa. As I was blocked the front line she ran to the vertebral column door. Yet for a reason or another mommy"accidentally"tripped, turns out this happened in real aliveness and not just in repugnance flick. Calmly I walked towards her.

"If you stop right now I won't tell anyone. Please Sam… Don't do this to me,"she sobbed.

As I am writing this down I realize how terrene this is. One moment, I've got to change the yesteryear. There I stood next to half raw past me. I tapped onto his shoulder. Past me was surprised to see present me standing next to him. As I am in a different lifetime he didn't recognized me. With a genial radio link he realized who I was.

"What are you doing here ?"he placed mom to sleep.

"To halt you from continuing this boorish affair, let's be sober we could do better."

After thinking a while he nodded."Yeah, I ‘ ll just score out her memories and… Wait what about her clothes ?"

It had only now come to my aid that past me did rip away her wearing apparel. Well, I snapped my fingers arranging it all."I think you got the rest."

Just like that I returned to the present tense. Going back to my desk new memories entered my mind. So… mulligan on that one.

I made mom dressed herself and altered her memories. I turned to redo this whole fuck her thing. Then I slipped and impaled myself with the scissors. piece of ass me !