My Wicked Ways
Copyright© 2013 by Mark Gander
Chapter 67
Science Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 67 - The title is somewhat sarcastic, but this story continues the tale of Mark, the man who lives with his pregnant supervisor, an equally pregnant pharmacist, and a sexually frustrated Mormon girl with a fetish for boots. Read as their family mushrooms from that small household to become necessary to the survival of the human race.
Caution: This Science Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Ma/Ma Ma/mt mt/mt Mult Teenagers Magic Mind Control NonConsensual BiSexual Fiction Celebrity Post Apocalypse Paranormal Ghost Vampires Sharing Wife Watching Incest BDSM Rough Gang Bang Group Sex Harem Orgy Polygamy/Polyamory Swinging Interracial Anal Sex Analingus Double Penetration First Lactation Oral Sex Pegging Pregnancy Squirting Water Sports BBW Public Sex Nudism Politics Transformation Violence Sci-fi sex story BDSM
“Allow me to present you with a gift, Master!” Nydia surprised me while I humped the hell out of Serena Moon on my new bed.
“Gift?” I asked.
“Yes, from your father. Your REAL father. You see, Jehovah stopped trusting human fathers with siring His Prophets and Lawgivers. He tasked two angels with impregnating a Jewish matron with proven fertility whose husband lacked interest in sex. Hershel was already born by then, of course. Not wishing to give just any angels the job, he sent Michael the Archangel to sire a child on Gloria Schumacher.
“He sired Rachel. Yes, Rachel’s father was Michael. And yours was Gabriel, another Archangel. Yes, Herschel’s old man was indeed a Nazi. Due to a hate fuck. That you all had the condition known as ‘Schumacher Syndrome’ was to hedge all bets. You, my dear old man, are half-angel, half-man,” Nydia explained with a wink.
“Anyway, my gift to you is this. Mina Halleck. She’s been revived and is now assigned to you as one of your Undead ... but first, if you’ll do the honors, my son,” Gabriel beamed at me, his angelic might and majesty making it clear to me that I was always something superhuman, with a father such as he.
“Why did Gloria turn so quickly?” I asked while noticing just how pretty the newly risen Mina was compared to her old self.
“Because she wasn’t turned. She infected Hershel, not vice versa. You and Rachel had a sort of incubation period that took effect upon your fourteenth birthdays. Michael and I thought that we had the right woman. In many ways, we did, but in one important way, we didn’t. She had no scruples at all ... far too few in hindsight.
“We should have transmitted the condition directly to you two with the incubation period of fourteen years, not indirectly through your mother. We thought that she was a mostly good woman who just happened to be neglected by a husband who found sex messy and disgusting. She was even more disturbed than him ... and Hershel more than her, of course. Since none of us knew what Hershel could or would be, it was allowed as a backup plan, but he was never originally intended as a potential Prophet or Lawgiver.
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