Date: Wed, 17 Jul 2019 06:53:52 +0000 (UTC) From: Fifi Fideo Subject: The All father/ part 1 Bisexual/science fiction/incest The darkness had enveloped them some time ago, forcing the two figures closer, like stellar objects, they gravitated towards each other. Catherine couldn't believe her luck...no, it wasn't luck, nor any of the forces and beings that governed chance...destiny. It was destiny that had given her the Vision of the future, one set in stone, one where she would stand at the edge of the world and she would piss on it. In this very dark excursion, it was hot, it was humid and it was awash in summer scents, Catherine could smell the Missouri earth, moist and quite tangible, there was pine, and there was Frank. Frank Ackerman, the 36 year old man that would soon be responsible for her ascension took another gulp of whiskey straight from the bottle. In her vision, in the ticking recesses of her mind frank was some one, or rather yet, something else entirely. He'd get there Catherine thought, one way or another she would pull and extract all his hidden talents, no matter how deep. For now, frank by all intents and purposes was quite human, he was five eleven with short brown hair and brown eyes that seemed black in the dark, lakeside forest. He was muscle, put plain and simple, but he seemed oblivious to the kind of pull he had on other people, including Catherine and her family. "Frank" Catherine began, a whisper in the dark "Do you think we're alone in the universe?" She could smell the whiskey coming from the handsome man to her left, they sat on the back part of his truck and the distance between them kept getting infinitesimally smaller. "Do you think, anyone is watching over us?" She cooed, her hand began to trace his low hanging pectorals, she marveled at the way they jutted out, powerful and stiff. Frank stifled a small groan as he felt the blood rush to his groin, he could feel his already big cock get even bigger. "John, your husband?" He probed. Frank had to stop her advances then and there, he liked the Krause family, they had arrived to town a few days prior and already everyone they met held them in such high regard. Besides, John was an amazing man and their son Jonathan had taken to frank in a way that he couldn't really describe, admiration perhaps? His suit flexed trying to accommodate his thick frame as best it could, but his pants were having a tough time attempting to hold back and hide his growing erection. "John likes you a lot, he even went as far to say this..." Catherine took the whiskey bottle away from Frank's hand and took a long swig, one longer that any frank had taken that night, he raised an eyebrow, impressed with the blonde woman "Cat, you make sure to give my man frank a real good ride" The woman said as she swung her leg over his "I want you to give that fat Hercules all you got" Catherine straddled frank, her ass touching his erection, making it throb, she clasped one hand behind his neck and the other maneuvered the bottle to her lips "I'm not fat! This here is a little pouch, a power belly, ask any heavy lifter!" Catherine was falling in love with the rumble of his deep voice "You're right, you're not fat, you pull it off anyways, looks good" she laughed as she noticed they both slurred their words a little "I gotta ask him Catherine, I don't know..." A flash of anger and irritation passed briefly through her mind, how dare anyone postpone, delay, question her whims?! Absurd She was the soon to be queen of the world, all she had to do was to awaken...the beast within man, or one of them at least Catherine pressed her alcohol soaked lips to Frank's and kissed, one way or another, she would get what she wanted, she dropped the bottle noisily on the back of his truck giving her hands the chance to roam his muscular body His arms were thick and hard as steel ropes under her delicate hands, her breasts pressed hard against his broad chest and his legs, by god his legs were tree trunks. She had to have him for even his small, chubby belly drove her wild, she needed to feel his body against hers, like her husband said, Hercules. As she explored his body, she suddenly sensed a faint buzzing, almost like a steady stream of electricity fill the air, it was subtle but she knew, the epicenter of this current was him, Frank Ackerman. It seemed that the more he became aroused, the stronger these currents were. "Tell me Frank, how big is the damage?" Her hands now inside his tight dress pants, buckle and buttons pushed aside to make way for her. Her mouth watered at what she could feel in the darkness, one at the root of his impossibly thick cock and the other fondled his low hanging balls She let out a loud, surprised yip as he pulled her hair back, making her look right into the dark starry sky Yes! It was happening, Frank's soft, happy go lucky nature disappearing meant that it left a void for something else, something darker to grow, this wasn't kink, or role play, it was the birth of- "Mom, Frank?" To be continued