A Brand New Man
Copyright© 2019 by Mark Gander
Chapter 41
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 41 - Dan wakes up in 1992, when he was just 15. He doesn't recall his past life in 2019 at all, nor does he know that various spirit guides have given him a do-over per his birthday wish. They've found their man and his fresh start will mean a very different adolescence at the head of a sex cult.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Mult Teenagers Magic Mind Control BiSexual Science Fiction DoOver Time Travel Paranormal Cheating Cuckold Sharing Incest Mother Brother Sister Daughter Cousins Uncle Aunt Nephew DomSub MaleDom Humiliation Rough Spanking Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Black Male White Male White Female Anal Sex Analingus Cream Pie Double Penetration First Oral Sex Pregnancy Squirting Big Breasts Public Sex Geeks Nudism Revenge Violence
Just past midnight,
1 November, 1992
Hebron, WV
“So, by my calculations, I’m in excess of my sixty-nine by two members and have been for some time now, you know. As much as I’ve enjoyed this, I would be remiss if I simply pretended that sixty-seven plus four didn’t equal seventy-one,” I observed to Gavin.
“Well, as sharp as you are, you would notice, as would others, of course. If you’ll notice, though, I’ve given you a pass for that. A temporary one, though. They are on loan to you, if you will. Sixty-nine is still the sacred number. Mary Beth will claim the last two of yours when she turns fourteen, you see.
“There is a method to our madness. You’d be fine with your youngest sister-in-law claiming one of your sisters and her mother ... or would you prefer that she claimed someone else instead? Maybe her very own parents?” Gavin suggested two different solutions to the discrepancy.
“I think that Mom and Dad, as much as they enjoy submitting to me, would love being owned by their daughter even more. What do you guys think, anyway? Mary Beth or me?” I asked the Swains, who blushed at the thought.
“Well, as much as we love belonging to Dan, being owned by our princess would be even better, no doubt of that. That way you could keep your sisters ... all of them, too. Families that serve together stay together, right? It’s only natural, I think. Incest is best,” Annette Swain/Howard winked at me while Sarah spread her legs and licked her pussy to make her point.
“So, we have another problem: the five eunuchs ... they’ve broken free of the magical power that Curtis holds over them and I’ve found out how. Several of their ancestors’ ghosts have taken over their bodies and now they’re all ready to attack you. They must die. Curtis will just have to get five more companions elsewhere, my friend,” Gavin warned us suddenly.
“Bring ‘em on,” I cursed, even as the doors burst and sure enough, the five possessed and gelded men entered the room.
My “killswitch” flipped, of course, and I sliced through their numbers with my machete and dagger, cutting down Jim Bob Current and Stick Adams in a hurry. Molly cut Neil Purdy’s throat and Curtis eviscerated Oliver Stack for his part. It was left to Erin to thrust Kieran Donovan through with her dagger, leaving all five of them slain.
“Sever their heads, burn their bodies, and post the sign ‘fanaticus,’ of course. Let them be an example to others to what happens whenever anyone, even possessed, dares to assail. Clearly, not even ghosts can oppose or resist us for very long,” I commanded my tribe, even as they rushed to clean up the mess.
By now, people around that area were used to following my orders, of course. There was a lot more work to do, of course. I had a world to transform, after all. A very large world, even if it grew smaller by the day. I wouldn’t be doing that alone, mind you. I had plenty of help, especially from Gavin and others.