Chapter 51

Since making my first two wishes, I’d made a number of various mental and physical changes to the girls in my harem, as well as a handful of others, like Francesca. Thus far, the nature of my powers being driven by intent had helped hugely in guiding those changes to what they were now, but there was so much I didn’t know about the human mind and body, and that gap in my knowledge was limiting my effectiveness. There had to be countless other ways I could use my powers that I didn’t even know I could. Maybe if I had a better understanding of what made a human, the possibilities would open up.

So, I decided it would be best to educate myself in the areas I felt I could make the best use of. I started by searching for sections devoted to biology and medicine, and spent a few minutes searching for what I needed first: a medical dictionary. During my initial testing with my sister’s textbook, I learned quite quickly that there was a big difference between just memorising the words on a page and actually understanding it. While a fair amount could be inferred from the context, if I didn’t know what a word meant then there wasn’t much I could do with that.

That was why I was at the library this morning, instead of back at the hotel with dozens of beautiful, naked girls. I was here to use my newest ability to let me use my first two to maximum effect.

I found an empty desk and sat down, throwing a glance at the surroundings as I did so. A few spaces over sat a visiting professor from America, and a little further down the row of tables where a pair of post-grad students hunched over a pile of books together. A few other people were about, and occasionally someone would walk past my table, but for the most part, it was about as quiet as one could expect a library to be first thing in the morning.

I opened the dictionary and quickly got into a steady rhythm. Since I only needed to skim each page without really reading every word, I only needed to spend a few seconds per page. Even with that ridiculous pace, it took over two hours to make my way through the complete dictionary. I flipped the cover closed and let out a sigh. No matter how far beyond a normal human I was, that was still a lot to process. While I wasn’t suffering from the usual strain that normal people did following a dense lecture, it was still exhaustively boring.

I leant back in my chair, stretching myself out and letting out a soft but satisfied groan. While I didn’t need to stretch anymore, it still felt nice. Looking down at the book on the table in front of me, I took a moment to make a game plan.

First, I needed to consider everything I had learned about my newest powers. How they worked, their limits, and how they could integrate with my other abilities. Second, I needed to decide how best to put it to use. I needed to be careful with how I used any of my powers because I didn’t want to hurt anyone, even if by accident, and I wanted to maintain as much anonymity as possible.

No doubt I would continue to discover things about how this new power worked and what I could do with it as time went on. Now that I’d finished with my preparations and had a solid foundation to work off of, my next step was to prioritise what to learn first. With how many books there were here, I could do nothing but read stopping only to eat, sleep, and fuck, and still be here reading in five years. I guess I could also learn most of this stuff online, and I would certainly be doing that in the future, but there were a few too many distractions walking around back at the hotel right now, and printed books had a certain appeal that screens didn’t.

I had an e-reader that was loaded with all sorts of books, but I hadn’t had much time for reading since Amara had entered my life. With how many books I went through, I would never have had room to store them all if they had all been physical copies. I also wouldn’t have been able to afford them either. Books could get expensive. Not that my family was poor or anything, Mom had a solid investment portfolio and we’d never struggled, but she very carefully avoided spoiling my sisters and I.

It had been a few hours since I had eaten and I was starting to feel the dull gnawing ache of hunger. I could alleviate my hunger with sexual energy instead of food, but it wasn’t quite the same. No amount of power could match the simple pleasure of a good meal, or give me the feeling of a full stomach. Besides, I enjoyed eating good food.

Looking at the time reminded me of another one of my basic needs that I wanted to satisfy. It was rare that I went more than a few hours without some form of sex, and I was feeling a longing for a little action. Sure last night had been a marathon session of non-stop fucking, but all of the energy from that orgy had gone into powering my wish, and as fun as this morning had been with the twins, the work I’d put into Francesca had used up most of what I’d regained.

I needed to fuck.

Fortunately for me, an opportunity to do just that, and tick ‘sex in a library’ off my bucket list presented itself. A cute post-grad student had just sat down a few tables over, and was busy setting out her books and laptop. She was cute, in a nerdy sort of way, with stylish thick-rimmed glasses, and brown hair tied back in a ponytail. She took surprisingly little effort from my powers to convince her to enjoy a quick tumble between the stacks. This wasn’t her first time doing something like this either, I learnt when she pulled me to an out-of-the-way spot she had taken advantage of before.

My plans for quickie turned into a forty-five minute long tryst with the unexpectedly horny 26 year old whose energy and enthusiasm were hard to resist and I ended up filling all three of her holes giving her almost a dozen orgasms in the process.

With a healthy start to refilling my energy reserves, I got dressed and freshened up as best I could, missing Amara’s ability to instantly clean everything, and headed to find some food and to have a good think. I also needed to talk to my Council of Ladies, as I had taken to calling them, to hear what they thought about how I could use my new power.

They would be eager for a demonstration of my new abilities, and they would definitely have some interesting ideas about how I could use them. For my own personal development, helping others, and of course some super-sexy-fun-times.

Francesca wasn’t at the desk when I walked out, having been replaced by a cheery elderly gentleman who smiled and waved as I passed by. I guess her shift had ended, which was a shame. My mind drifted from Francesca to how I had used my powers on her

Helping someone look physically more appealing was something I could do, and I was good at it. Admittedly a biassed take, given that I was the one judging the final results, but I wasn’t going to fret over that. On a more objective scale, the work I did surpassed any plastic surgery or cosmetic procedure imaginable. Overall though, I really wanted to start looking into how I could discreetly use my powers to help others. Whether it was something aesthetic like what I had done for Francesca, fulfilling some sort of fantasy like I had with Suki and Harriet, or making a significant positive change like what I had done for Ellie’s little sister.

The issue was that while any outwardly visible physical change could be attributed to a makeover, diet and exercise, a new wardrobe, or even plastic surgery, if paralysed or chronically ill patients suddenly started to miraculously get better, it would draw a bit too much attention. I wasn’t sure what sort of rules the supernatural world operated on, I would have to sit down and talk with Amara and Esme at some point to go over that at some point, but I had a feeling that discretion was rule number one.

The simple fact that I could help anyone presented me with a moral dilemma as well. Do I treat everyone the same, or only help people that I felt were deserving or worthy of my help? And how was I supposed to make that decision in the first place? Was that too close to playing god? I had no intention of dealing with every cut, bruise, broken bone, or sore throat that crossed my path. I had my own life to live, and my powers did have limits, so what was I supposed to do? How do I decide who gets to live, and who dies?

Heavy thoughts continued to bounce around in my head, weighing me down with the gravity of their significance, until I arrived at an American-style restaurant that had an extensive selection of burgers on the menu. I pushed my moral and ethical quandaries to the back of my mind and focused on filling the bottomless hole that was my stomach.

While the staff were wholly uninspiring, there was some quality talent among the clientele, but I forced myself to focus only on my food. As attractive as the three girls in the next booth were, I resisted the urge to enjoy a blow job with my meal, and after putting away almost an entire day’s worth of calories in a single meal, I headed back to the hotel. It was getting late in the afternoon and I knew there would be some very curious girls waiting for me to spill the beans on my newest ability.

“ ... and that’s pretty much it,” I said.

We were in the smaller, secondary suite, and I had just finished telling Mom, Laura, Lauren, Amara, Elsa, and Elsie about my day and what I had learned about my newest ability. All of our guests had left while I was out, and my harem was back to normal capacity, which now included Maya, Ruby, and Ellie. Bringing it to a grand total of twelve girls, including Amara.

“So you can just memorise anything, almost immediately?” Lauren asked.

“Yeah basically. It takes a little more effort to actually understand it all and actually use it, but I can recall it all word for word.”

“Okay, wait here,” Lauren said before running out the door, six pairs of eyes following her as she went.

Everyone was dressed in various forms of sleepwear, having collectively decided that a lazy day was needed to fully recover from the previous night’s antics. Mom and Laura were in some of the short, silk dressing gowns that Mom was so fond of, the twins were in marching cotton booty shorts and camis, and Lauren was wearing some full-length, purple plaid PJ bottoms and a loose oversized vest. Amara, who was snuggled up against my side, was just wearing one of my white dress shirts, the crisp white shirt had only 2 buttons done up, the fabric just barely covering her naughty bits.

“Okay I’m back,” Lauren announced, bouncing back into the room.

“Is this the book you meant?” she asked, holding up the same textbook that I had borrowed earlier.

“Yeah, that’s the one. I skimmed through some of the sections on kidneys,” I replied.

“Okay, page 234, third paragraph down: When testing for Chronic Kidney Disease (CKD) a blood test-”

“A blood test known as the estimated glomerular filtration rate, and a urine test known as the urine albumin-creatinine ratio are used. Both tests are needed to have a clear picture of kidney health and can rule out CKD.” I finished.

“That’s crazy,” Lauren said, closing the book. She wasn’t the only one with that opinion, based on the number of looks I was getting from everyone.

“I was planning on focusing mostly on medicine and anatomy for the moment because it best ties in with my other abilities, and then go from there.”

“So you can read like, anything, and just remember it?” Elsie asked.

“Well yeah, but it’s more than that. Anything I read, see, or hear, I can remember. Same goes for everything I’ve ever read, seen or heard before now. It’s not just remembering stuff either, if I see someone do something, I can replicate it on my first or second try. I was able to do a bunch of yoga poses after watching a ten minute video.” I explained.

“Maybe now you’ll finally be able to learn Icelandic,” Mom said. I heard a subtle hopefulness in her tone, it had always been a bit of a sore spot that her first two children hadn’t learned her native tongue.

“Awww! But then we can’t talk around him without him knowing,” Elsie pouted.

“You do remember that he can read minds, right?” Lauren said.

“Actually, I want to try something. Elsie, could you say something in Icelandic?” I asked.

She looked at me with a confused expression, but then let out a stream of fast paced words, looking and sounding every bit like a beautiful blonde Valkyrie, just in her underwear. Elsa replied without hesitation. I wasn’t sure why the twins had managed to master the language while Lauren and I failed, and we’d always been a little jealous of our younger siblings. Elsie started to reply but was cut off by Mom, her accent coming through strongly as she spoke in her native language.

“Interesting,” I mused. “I actually understood some of that, because I remember all the lessons you tried to give me before.” Mom looked pleased with that development.

“You two think everything in English before you speak it in Icelandic, so I can follow what you say just by seeing how you think it. Mom, you actually start thinking in Icelandic when you speak it.”

“It’s my first language. It took me a long time to train myself to think in English. Far longer than it took to actually learn the language.”

“Maybe I’ll give it another go, and maybe a few other languages too? Couldn’t hurt.” I reasoned.

“That sounds like a solid plan to start with. But just to be absolutely clear, just because you can memorise things in a heartbeat doesn’t mean you can skip out on school. You still need to go,” Mom said.

“Well, I don’t think need is really the right word. Technically I-” I started to say, before I was abruptly cut off.

“You’re going.” Mom said in a clear ‘argument over’ kind of tone. Elsa and Lauren chuckled at me being the exclusive subject of our mother’s stern talking to.

I didn’t think that was completely fair, since I had no intention of skipping the last few months of school. It was an awesome source of sexual energy that I could tap into whenever I wanted. Plus Amara really enjoyed going. Cheerleading and prom night wasn’t something she had the chance to experience before.

“Okay, so now we know what I’m going to be doing tomorrow, do you have any plans?” I asked, directing the question mostly towards my mother, but glancing at my older sister as well.

“I’ve got a meeting with my new academic advisor, and then classes most of the day,” Lauren said.

“Mom?” I prompted her.

“Well I’m meeting with Cathey and Sofia to go over the sale of our old house, and to make plans for where we go next. Are you still planning on using Maya’s house until we get something else sorted?”

“I think so. It may not be perfect, but it’s pretty close and ticks most of the boxes, at least for now. Plus Esme said she was looking to join us on a more permanent basis, but needed us to be a little closer to her store. Harriet too.” I said.

“Hmm, well be sure you talk to Maya about it and make sure she’s okay going back there. She might have not want to be back there given her family troubles,”

“I will, but I don’t think it will be much of an issue, since she’s only been in the UK since Christmas, so it’s still brand new to her. Maybe after school you could take her over to pack up anything she wants to take before Sofia goes ahead and starts liquidating their assets?”

“Can we come too? I wanna pick out my own room,” Elsa asked.

“You mean we need to pick our room,” Elsie corrected her twin.

“Well I suppose I could pick you up after school, but you have to be ready to go. I’m not waiting while you chat with your friends for twenty minutes,” she said.

We discussed my powers for another half an hour or so, before I started to get tired of feeling like a trained monkey. So after showing off the yoga poses I had learnt for Laura, I wrapped things up, and with that our little ‘council’ meeting was over.

“Thor, can I talk to you for a moment?” Mom asked as we all got up to head back into the main suite.

“Sure,” I said, sitting back down.

Mom waited for the others to leave before she came over and straddled my legs, the hem of her silk robe bunching up around her hips. I dropped my hands down onto her toned, supple thighs and ran them up to grab handfuls of her equally toned ass.

“Uh-uh-uhhh! Not so fast, you horny boy” she reprimanded me. I stopped my exploration of her behind, but made no attempt to move my hands to a less compromising position.

“You still have some explaining to do,” she prompted, poking me in the chest before her hands came to rest on my shoulders.

“Um, pretty sure I covered everything already. Heightened senses, near-instantaneous memorisation, perfect recall ... I think that’s about it.”

“I’m talking about what you did last night to make your sisters and Ruby appear pregnant.”

“Ohh, right. It’s like I already said, it wasn’t on purpose, and they weren’t actually pregnant. It wasn’t them getting all swollen with cum like they said either, it’s actually just a physical alteration like bigger boobs, only temporary” I said, slipping my hands into her gown to start groping her breasts.

“That’s exactly what I’m worried about,” she said, placing her hands over mine, stilling their motions but allowing them to stay attached to her tits.

“Your powers shouldn’t be acting of their own accord. We can’t have powers like yours running amok and out of control,” she carried on.

While her tone was serious, the action of untying her robe and starting to roll her hips in small circles undermined the gravity of her words a little.

“Well they weren’t, really. The subconscious desire to see them pregnant is already there on some level, and their dirty talk didn’t exactly help things. You heard Elsie last night, they’re both a little baby-crazy. With everything going on, I triggered the change without really meaning to or consciously thinking about it. I was never not in control though, I could only hurt someone if I really intended to, and Amara told me that I couldn’t knock anyone up unless I really, truly wanted to. Bedroom fantasies, dirty talk, and even the base desire for it to happen in general aren’t enough to override my true intentions and desires in this regard.” I explained.

Mom stayed silent for a few long moments, staring absently at a spot on my shoulder while she considered my words. She must have found my reply satisfactory, because the next thing I knew she was pulling my cock out of my boxers and began slowly stroking its length with both hands.

“Okay, I think I understand now. But just to be absolutely clear, if there’s ever any question about your control slipping, you come to us straight away. Between us and the others, we can make sure nothing bad happens.” she finally said, while moving up onto her knees.

“I promise, but you don’t have to worry, I’m in complete control. My first wish included mastery of the mind, which includes my own.” I was going to say more, but instead I moaned as she ran the head of my cock through her wet pussy lips.

“So, do you want to give it a try too? Feel what Elsa and Elsie were raving about?”

“Oh no. Being pregnant three times was quite enough, thank you.” she said decisively.

“What I do want is my son’s, long, hard, thick cock to stretch me open and fuck me.”

“Yes Muuum,” I said with just a little sass as I pulled her down, sliding her wonderfully wet and warm pussy down my cock until she was stuffed full of dick.

With my recently enhanced sensitivity, my mother’s pussy was a whole new world of snug ecstasy. The way it so willingly opened up and pulled me inside was pure nirvana. With every inch of her slit that stretched open, there was a multitude of incredible new sensations and elevated familiar ones. I was in heaven.

“Mhmm, yessssss, that’s it. This is just what I needed,” Mom purred, twisting her hips in my lap and stirring my cock around inside her.

I pushed her robe off her shoulders, letting the thin fabric fall to the floor in a pool of liquid softness. Mom whipped off my shirt and after a little awkward kicking, I managed to free myself of my trousers, leaving us both naked. Leaning forward, our lips met in a passionate kiss, her large, heavy breasts pushing against my chest while her hips were making small rocking motions, working just a few inches of my cock over and over. Every small movement stretched out the lips of her delightfully tight pussy while stimulating her clit, eliciting small moans from both of us. I loved every second of it, but I wanted more.

“This is great and all, but we need a proper bed for what comes next,” I said.

With that, I wrapped Mom’s legs around my waist before scooping her up by her ass and getting to my feet. She laughed happily, half in pleasure, and half at the novelty of the situation as I carried her, still impaled on my nine inches of cock, to her bedroom. The shifting motions of our hips made Mom gasp and moan in my ear as my dick stirred up her insides in new and interesting ways.

Before she had the chance to get comfortable on her new favourite perch, I lifted her off my dick and threw her onto the bed.

“Aaaahh! Thor!” she squealed in surprise at the sudden, unscheduled flight across the room, and the unceremonious landing on the mattress.

Her landing was rough enough to make her big milky tits bounce and shake wildly. Without giving her any time to catch her breath and complain, I was leaning over her, kissing her again. Mom kissed me back and rolled us over, grabbing my cock with a soft hand, halting my attempts to enter her again.

“Slow down there cowboy. We’ve got time, and Mommy wants a snack first,” she purred, making the hairs on the back of my neck stand up.

We both moaned as she ran her tongue over the head of my cock, my precum mixing with the juices from her pussy in an erotic cocktail.

“Mmmm, delicious. We taste good together,” she moaned.

Her lips pursed over the head of my cock, she winked up at me and then slid all the way down my cock till my balls tapped her chin and her throat was stretched out around my meat.

“Holy fucking Christ Mom!” I gasped as she swallowed, making her throat ripple around my cock.

The apple very clearly didn’t fall very far from the tree, as Mom demonstrated her masterful talent for sucking cock that her daughters had inherited from her. I swear all four of them actually got off giving me head. Yet another reason why I loved my family.

Mom stared up at me, her icy blue eyes radiating the warmth of her love and arousal. Pulling out all the stops, she sucked hard, her cheeks hollowing out, as she slid up by cock until her lips were just past my glans, then hummed deeply as she took me back to the root, sending pleasurable vibrations up my shaft. As my balls pressed against her chin again, she seamlessly switched from humming to swallowing, then back to sucking again.

It was amazing. This was definitely sliding into the top three blowjobs I’d ever had, right between Amara at number one, and Esme at number three. Considering they were both supernatural beings who existed specifically for sex, that was quite a feat. With all of that working against me, it was barely three minutes before I started pumping cum down my mother’s gullet. Seven huge bursts went straight down her throat, the next dozen filled her mouth three times over. She milked another mouthful from the dribbling remains of my erection, savouring the taste before swallowing it with an audible gulp.