Chapter 10

Saturday morning, the day after

“Wow ... oh, fuck!” Mom screamed after I plowed her over the bathroom vanity, the door wide open as I had nothing to hide.

“You seem to be used to having a motherfucker for a son now, Mom,” I smiled at my mother, Fawn Anne Durant.

“Well, it’s ... actually ... very ... enjoyable! I’m sorry that I didn’t treat you better, but the fact is that you’ve been very nice to me ... in spite of that fact!” Mom grunted as she felt me bottom out inside her juicy wet gash.

“Hey, you’re still my mother!” I smiled as I kissed the back of her neck and plowed her even harder.

“So, I’m never growing old, right? I’m never gonna die?” Mom asked me again as she creamed herself on my cock.

“Not if I can help it, anyway, just as I don’t wish to die, either,” I told Mom as I fingered her bum a bit, too.

“Oh, fuck, yeah, honey! Do Mommy like that! Fuck your mother hard!” Mom clearly got off on the incest part of our new relationship, not that I didn’t, too.

“You want me to cum inside you, don’t you, Mom? You want to have me knock you up!” I taunted Mom now and she creamed herself all over again for me.

By now, I had made a snap decision: all of my ladies were to be pregnant with triplets. One of the three spawn inside their wombs would be mine, while the rest would vary naturally among the various other men. Daryl, however, remained impotent and sterile, much to his clear frustration, but too bad. He would just have to lump it, wouldn’t he? I would also cancel any plans to abolish marriage, having decided that I preferred instead to have weddings, of course, to mark the exaltation of least some of my ladies, if nothing else.

I spilled myself inside Mom, having already determined that she was to be one of my wives, of course. She would remain married to Dad, too, giving her two husbands at least, likely three or more, once one accounted for Uncle Jethro. Aunt Eliza would be one of my wives as well, a message already communicated to Aunt Tessa, not that she minded a bit. After all, Aunt Tessa would be my senior, favorite, first wife, my Queen as well as my aunt.

“I love you, Mom,” I told Mom with a very loving kiss to her lips.

“I love you, too, son,” Mom replied with tears of joy in her eyes, as she now knew what to expect from me.

I was still a long way away from fully enforcing and imposing my regime worldwide, but that would happen in the manner that I chose to make it transpire. I already had quite a few loyal subjects, and that was just the first phase of the hostile takeover of this planet. I also had the control of every last Romany person alive, all twenty million of them, enough that I could and would soon set down the new code of Romanipen.