You may not know me. But there's fortune I know you very well. The looking at in your eye as I make you cum for the tertiary fourth dimension this time of day, oh how lovely. Think about it. Do you really cogitate these people are your parents ? That he is your father or she your mother. Please. I remember how your mom screamed the day I made her my bitch. Let me narrate you your dad is not bad at munching pussy. Since you're homo and you need a gens I'll give you one. I'll be… um… sacrifice me minute got to choose a in force one. Oh yeah how does Sam audio. Yeah Sam a bang-up name in fact. I'm form of drill, to pass time I'll tell you my news report. It all started after I killed God.

origin

Turns out it's kind of hard to down God. Well, God is God for a reason. I choose another approach, I locked God away. Turns out the bastard didn't plan on getting locked away without fucking me over. Somehow the beef managed to lock away my powerfulness. Forever locking me in a ceaseless lot of reincarnation. As luck would give it Christianity and Hinduism… not that different.

I will explain it in a way your human mind can read. Not to sound conceding but the human race is dumb as all sin. 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 snatch locked my office and placed me in an endless reincarnation cycle. As I later learn each new life I gain a decennium and unlock part of my great power.

So to you all with half a brain. My life growth by multiples of ten. Can I get it any simpler for you all ? Sheesh. My first life ended pretty quickly. A rummy driver randomly plowed through the second story window of my theater. The power I gained mind reading. For fuck sake. Mind reading is as useful as an 18 year old in bed. At to the lowest degree my second life story got more interesting.

"energy,"I heard a physician say. Here we go have to be a babe.

Half an hr later I cried like normal human babies. I swear, how are you humans so washy at giving birth ? My"mom"a inglorious womanhood named Ashley, a add babe. About 5'3"round face, thick lips, cunning fiddling nose and colossus dark Brown eyes. She had tits for daylight but her ass none to be found. I mean American Airlines contacted her to ask if they could shore their planes there. My"dad"tall gallant 6'3"he used to be an athlete body. I did suffer one complain though. Why did they have to be black ? In my past lifespan I was smuggled. Couldn't it have been a Theodore Harold White family ? Always wondered what I'd be like to be born White River. Having the macrocosm as your huitre must be nice.

thing went estimable enough. When you're mentally five hundred long time old, fooling twenty-five twelvemonth old child was pretty light. After I turned two I got twin sisters. Tasha and Amy, they were identical counterpart. My parents actually had work to do while raising them. Since, I was the hone child. I skipped grades pretty quickly at nine I was in one-eighth tier. Seriously I forgot how stupid humans are, 1+1=2. Dumbfucks.

Continuing, by 11 I graduated high school. Thirteen I was done with my bachelor. For all you know it all out there, AP and duple enrolment course of instruction help. At sixteen I got my residency and became a Doctor. I worked at the ER section. That's when puberty finally decided to hit. I grew as improbable as my dad. I gained some sinew mass but nothing too major.

Fast-forward four years I turned twenty. Now things got super fun. I felt my great power returning. I could now manipulate the mind of any case-by-case including my own. At least now biography would be more doable. A summer morning my mom came to chat me at my theater alone. Her and my dad got divorced when the similitude started high schoolhouse. Nearing her forties she started looking her age. Her tits sagged she had a little pocket of fat under her belly.

"Hey Sam felicitous birthday,"she hugged me.

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

With my business leader partially back I could have sex properly. Before this I used to actually have to royal court cleaning lady. Reading their creative thinker did help. Now staring at my mom I saw my number 1 experiment. My hand slithered down and I grabbed her pitiful 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 simple switch I went into her brainiac lowering her strength.

"Now, now mommy don't you want me to be happy,"whisper 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 knickers. The pink panties she wore came out right after. I saw her Dubya. It was trimmed, horny as all sin I got my dick out.

"No, stop ! Don't."

I turned a destruction ear to her wrangle and enclose my member into her. A dry vagina, there's cypher that feels as amazing at this. I watched mom on her crying streaming down her eye. Her yells of bother enchanting my auricle. Grasping her blouse I ripped it off her. My mom's giant tits bounced jiggled with my thrust. The bra held them together.

"springiness me one consequence,"I pulled my prick out."I'll get the scissors."Just to be safe I made her ineffectual to move.

Searching around the kitchen I found the scissors. I came back to the living elbow room to see my mom on her book binding. Her hair disheveled. The tears obviously never stoppeed. Her legs up in the air, her pussy swollen from my recent assault. The only error in this tantrum, 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 front she ran to the back room access. Yet for a reasonableness or another mom"accidentally"tripped, turns out this happened in actual life and not just in repulsion 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 mundane this is. One minute, I've got to change the past. There I stood adjacent to half nude past me. I tapped onto his articulatio humeri. Past me was surprised to see introduce me standing next to him. As I am in a different biography he didn't recognized me. With a mental link he realized who I was.

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

"To break off you from continuing this oafish matter, let's be serious we could do better."

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

It had only now come to my tending that past me did rip away her clothes. 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 intellect. So… mulligan stew on that one.

I made mom dressed herself and altered her memories. I turned to remodel this whole fuck her thing. Then I slipped and impaled myself with the scissor grip. Fuck me !