You may not know me. But there's luck I know you very well. The look in your eyes as I make you cum for the third base clip this hour, oh how lovely. Think about it. Do you really think these people are your parents ? That he is your father or she your female parent. Please. I remember how your mom screamed the day I made her my kick. Let me tell you your dad is smashing at munching puss. Since you're human and you need a public figure I'll give you one. I'll be… um… give me consequence got to choose a upright one. Oh yeah how does Sam phone. Yeah Sam a outstanding name in fact. I'm variety of bored, to surpass time I'll tell you my narration. It all started after I killed God.

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Turns out it's kind of operose to stamp out God. Well, God is God for a reason. I choose another plan of attack, I locked God away. Turns out the bastard didn't plan on getting locked away without fucking me over. Somehow the bitch managed to put away away my world power. Forever locking me in a perpetual circle of renascence. As luck would suffer it Christianity and Hinduism… not that different.

I will excuse it in a way your homo mind can sympathise. Not to voice conceding but the human airstream 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 whore isn't God for no reason. Anyway I digress. The puss locked my powers and placed me in an endless reincarnation wheel. As I later learn each new life I gain a decade and unlock part of my powers.

So to you all with half a brain. My life addition by multiples of ten. Can I make it any simpler for you all ? Sheesh. My first life ended pretty quickly. A drunk driver randomly plowed through the second write up windowpane of my sign. The power I gained head meter reading. For eff rice beer. Mind reading is as utile as an 18 year old in bed. At least my second life got more interesting.

"Push,"I heard a Doctor of the Church say. Here we go have to be a baby.

Half an hour later I cried like pattern man babies. I swear, how are you humans so frail at birth ? My"mom"a black womanhood named Ashley, a total babe. About 5'3"snipe aspect, thickset back talk, cunning little nose and giant iniquity brown eyes. She had pap for Day but her ass none to be found. I mean American English Airlines contacted her to ask if they could land their planes there. My"dad"tall dude 6'3"he used to be an athlete soundbox. I did have one complain though. Why did they have to be black ? In my preceding life sentence I was disgraceful. Couldn't it have been a white family ? Always wondered what I'd be like to be born white-hot. Having the humans as your oyster must be nice.

thing went good enough. When you're mentally five hundred class old, fooling twenty-five class old tyke was pretty easy. After I turned two I got counterpart sisters. Tasha and Amy, they were superposable similitude. My parents actually had work to do while raising them. Since, I was the hone baby. I skipped grade pretty quickly at nine I was in 8th grade. Seriously I forgot how stupe humans are, 1+1=2. Dumbfucks.

Continuing, by eleven I graduated high school. XIII I was done with my bachelor. For all you know it all out there, AP and dual enrolment course of instruction help. At sixteen I got my residence and became a medico. I worked at the ER department. That's when puberty finally decided to hit. I grew as tall as my dad. I gained some musculus mass but nothing too major.

Fast-forward four age I turned twenty. Now things got super fun. I felt my world power returning. I could now control the mind of any soul including my own. At least now aliveness would be more manageable. A summer morning my mom came to travel to me at my theater alone. Her and my dad got divorced when the Twins started high shoal. Nearing her forties she started looking her age. Her breast sagged she had a trivial pouch of fat under her belly.

"Hey Sam happy birthday,"she hugged me.

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

With my mightiness partially back I could have sex properly. Before this I used to actually have to court womanhood. Reading their intellect did assistant. Now staring at my mom I saw my commencement experimentation. My hand slithered down and I grabbed her distressing ass.

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

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

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

"Now, now mommy don't you want me to be glad,"whispering to her ears I pushed her to the sofa.

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

Ignoring her pleading I unbuckled her bloomers. The pinko 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 Word and stick in my penis into her. A dry vagina, there's nothing that feels as amazing at this. I watched mom on her rent streaming down her oculus. Her cry of hurting enchanting my ears. Grasping her blouse I ripped it off her. My mom's giant knocker bounced jiggled with my jab. The bra held them together.

"Give me one moment,"I pulled my hawkshaw out."I'll get the scissors."Just to be rubber I made her ineffective to move.

Searching around the kitchen I found the scissors. I came back to the sustenance room to see my mom on her back. Her hair disheveled. The tears obviously never stoppeed. Her ramification up in the air, her slit swollen from my Holocene Assault. The lone error in this conniption, her bra, it messed up the perfect image. To spice things up a little I gave returned her motor functions to her.

Instantly she darted off the couch. As I was blocked the nominal head she ran to the backbone door. Yet for a reason or another mama"accidentally"tripped, turns out this happened in real life and not just in horror films. 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 unremarkable this is. One moment, I've got to switch the past times. There I stood adjacent to half naked past me. I tapped onto his articulatio humeri. Past me was surprised to see present me standing succeeding to him. As I am in a different life he didn't recognized me. With a mental inter-group communication he realized who I was.

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

"To bar you from continuing this neandertal matter, let's be good we could do better."

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

It had only now come to my attention that past me did rip away her dress. well, I snapped my digit arranging it all."I think you got the rest."

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

I made mom dressed herself and altered her retentivity. I turned to reconstruct this whole fuck her thing. Then I slipped and impaled myself with the scissors. Fuck me !